Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Unohana Retsu is different from ordinary women. She is as beautiful as Yamato Nadeshiko. Fang Lang has no clue if he wants to win her heart.

"I have a headache. I can't act cute or tender. Use force to make the other party look at her. She won't do this." Fang Lang touched his chin and frowned slightly. "Can I ask for help? Forget it, let's not do it yet. Urgent, with my current strength, I will only be treated as a junior. The prerequisite for liking is equality, at least reaching the captain level first, and before that, I need to increase my favorability."

Thinking of this, Fang Lang temporarily put this behind him and began to observe his opponent.

Compared to the first-year students, the top-ranked students of the sixth-year students are all very strong, and there is not much difference between them and the average Shinigami.

Although he is still not as good as Qian Jian, the former number one in the Xing Army reserve force, there are only two ways to defeat these people without being limited to kendo.

First, learn more advanced ghost ways quickly, reaching at least level 30.

Second, Kuai Zeng strengthened his spiritual pressure to at least the same level as the opponent. In this way, he could use his rich combat experience and swordsmanship to crush these people.

"The first point is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say that it is simple. The second point is more practical. In this case, let's go hand in hand." Fang Lang thought to himself.

Just as he was about to leave, Fang Lang's cell phone vibrated.

While walking, Fang Lang picked up the call in confusion. As soon as the call was connected, his sister Fang Leer's voice came from the other side.

"Asshole brother, where have you been? You haven't been home all day!"

Fang Lang was startled. It was incredible that this call could be made from Earth to Soul Society.

As for the whole day that his sister mentioned, Fang Lang already understood that one day in the earth world is almost equal to one month in the two-dimensional world.

"I'm going to be the Grim Reaper and I'll go home in a while. And I told Hancock, didn't she tell you?"

"The God of Death?" Fang Leer's voice paused and suddenly became interested, "What is that?"

"Ha... don't think that I will take you to play together. You have to study hard and hang up first." Fang Lang's eyes twitched. Fang Leer only had to stick his butt out and he knew what his sister wanted to do. He refused and hung up the phone.

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That night, there was a secret room somewhere in the Seireitei Division 5.

The results of the competitions for each grade and group of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy have been released. At this time, the report of the results has been placed in front of Aizen.

"That kid really qualified." Ichimaru Gin said softly from the side: "To be honest, it was unexpected."

"It's interesting. Now that he has qualified, we can observe him carefully in the grade competition." Aizen said with a smile: "The average first-year student is definitely not his opponent."

After all, each year's group is a special advanced class, belonging to the top group, and the first place in this group is almost equivalent to the first grade.

"Do you want to make arrangements?" Ichimaru Gin asked.

"Already prepared." Aizen smiled gently, turned around, opened the door on one side, and walked into a room that looked like a basement.

Inside, a college student was sitting on his knees.

"Captain Aizen, Captain Gin Ichimaru!"

"What's your name?" Aizen asked softly.

"Reporting to Captain Aizen, my name is Mukai Haruki, a first-year student. I won the first place in the three groups in this intra-class competition." The man who called himself Mukai Haruki looked excited. He was summoned by Aizen, maybe because he was interested in it. He knew his potential, and he couldn't help but be excited at the thought of joining the fifth team right away.

"House student Youki Mukai, I watched your game. You have great potential. Are you willing to join the fifth team?" Aizen asked with a magnetic voice.

"Yes! I am willing to follow in your footsteps!" Mukai Yanghui lowered his head to the ground excitedly.

Ichimaru Gin looked at everything with a smile and said nothing. He knew that Aizen would not take a fancy to such a college student with mediocre potential. All this was just for Fang Lang to test his potential.

"Keep your head up, there is no need to lower your head." Aizen said warmly: "However, it is not enough to be first in the class. You need to be first in the grade. You have to defeat other opponents."

"Want to get first place in grade?!" Mukai Yanghui felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

"Don't worry, your biggest opponents are the one-year group. Before that, I will train you. Come, look here." As he said this, Aizen slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist and looked at Jing Yang. When Teru's eyes locked on it, Aizen whispered, "Break it, Kyoka Suigetsu!"

At the same time as he finished speaking, Aizen took out a luminous diamond as big as his thumb.

After a while, everything calmed down.

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes and glanced at the bengyu in Aizen's hand. After a moment, he said softly: "The child is going to suffer now. It's really exciting. What will happen..."

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A week later.

In the forest to the north of Seireitei, almost all annuals gather here.

When Mizukawa Tomoki came this year, a group stopped outside the barrier and said to Fang Lang beside him: "I will explain to you the rules of this grade competition. Take this first."

As he spoke, he handed over a wooden epaulette with a ribbon tied to it, which seemed to be able to be tied to his arm.

Fang Lang took it and took a look. On the epaulette, there was written the words "one group per year".

"This thing must not be snatched away by other contestants." Tomoki Mizukawa said seriously: "Once it is snatched away, you will lose the qualification for the competition. This competition is not one-on-one.

It is a forest melee with 32 people, and the way to win is also different. The only way to win is to get more than half of the epaulettes. "

"So troublesome?" Fang Lang was slightly startled, "Something's wrong. This seems to be aimed at me?"

"It's not for you, it's for a group of each grade." Tomoki Mizukawa patted Fang Lang on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "If there is a one-on-one arena match, there will be no suspense in the game, and there will be no chance for others to perform. , this time, you may face multiple opponents."

"I will be everyone's primary target, I understand this." Fang Lang grinned. He couldn't ask for more. The more people look for him, the faster he will improve. "Then, I'll go first."

After putting on the epaulette, Fang Lang stretched out his hand and pressed it into the void. Suddenly, his whole body seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier and disappeared. ..