The 21st Century of the Gangsters Everywhere

Tsundere girl control? This is to say that the big brother who has always been full of majesty?

Rukia looked at Li Ping in shock and blankness.

Seeing Rukia's expression, Li Ping could only say that Bai Zai was really able to hide. However, considering Byakuya's super impatient and elegant attitude when he was a child, there must be a lot of things happening in the middle.

Well, there is indeed a chance to tease it.

"Rukia-chan, it seems that you don't have enough social experience. You can roughly understand what this sentence means after you observe Byakuya's behavior more."

"Social experience...not rich enough? Don't look at how young I am, I am more than ten times your age!"

"Old age doesn't mean mature mind..." Li Ping's eyes flickered. To be honest, Rukia, who was wearing the righteous skeleton, was more youthful than herself compared to herself.

but……

Li Ping put his hand on Rukia's shoulder, instilling three-quarters of his spiritual power into Rukia.

"...Ah~"

"???" Seeing that Rukia's face flushed red, she knelt directly to the ground with her arms folded over her chest, and Li Ping was at a loss for a while.

"You bastard, what are you doing all of a sudden!"

"Help you restore your spiritual power, what's wrong?"

"...It's filled all at once. Are you trying to kill me! Wait...the spiritual power has recovered?" Rukia experimented twice and found that the spiritual power was indeed completely restored.

"How did you do it……"

"What I learned just now, just change it a little according to the ghost path of the medical department, and you can quickly restore the spiritual pressure for you."

"You..." Rukia sorted out her mood, stood up slowly, and complained a little weakly. "And you're not a genius..."

"Also, pay attention to one thing, Kuchiki Byakuya just took a look at you and left, and has never communicated with me. You gave me my power and Kurosaki Ichigo's power, so you just gave it a shot. The child will be sucked out of the power of the **** of death. As for the reason for dividing the power between two people, it is afraid that a new rookie will not be able to fight against the virtual." Li Ping stared at Rukia's eyes a little more seriously.

"I know, but why would Big Brother..."

"Because he panicked..." Li Ping turned his head to look at the night sky, the moon in this world was extraordinarily large.

Does this mean that the tides here are particularly ferocious?

————————The next evening ————————

At the entrance of the high school where Ichigo Kurosaki is located, Li Ping in a white casual suit and Rukia in a long white dress stood at the school entrance of Ichigo Kurosaki, waiting for Ichigo Kurosaki to finish school.

On the eve of Ichigo's coma, he saw Rukia in a white kimono, Li Ping in a mutant suit, and Byakuya Kuchiki in a black kimono, although it was only for a moment.

"It's not... a dream..." Ichigo said hesitantly.

"Your dream can blow up more than half of your walls? Do you really think a truck crashed into it?" Li Ping raised his forehead.

Kurosaki Ichigo opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

Compared to being hit by a truck and having half of the wall collapsed, the possibility of becoming a **** of death is less likely, right?

"Forget it, stop talking nonsense, Ichigo Kurosaki, do you want power?" Li Ping put on a bewitching tone and said with a smile. "Do you want to be really alive?"

(A certain onion-headed death god: "This expression and tone are so familiar...")

"Now that you have the seed of power, it's up to you to choose."

("Ah, it's Captain Ichimaru Gin's speech pattern!")

"Oh? Yesterday, I hacked to death that kind of monster called Xu with two swords." Ichigo's expression was a little complacent.

"That kind of trash fish can be crushed to death by any official **** of death, and it is the **** of death who picks the feet of a vegetable who will be attacked and seriously injured in order to save a certain spiky head."

(The background voice at this time, a certain onion-headed death: "Hey! That virtual spiritual pressure is better than me, bastard! Who the **** is picking his feet!")

"Ichigo Kurosaki, you are no better than a baby who just learned to breathe."

("Hey! Your baby is so strong! His spiritual pressure is enough to fight against ordinary officials!")

"It's so noisy." Li Ping's head exploded on the head of Rukia, who was making a lot of noise, so Rukia held the big bag on her head and counted the ants.

"What can you teach me?"

"Everything needed in the war, of course, the crappy God of Death on the part of the teaching content will assist in teaching." After a night of understanding, Li Pingquan had a certain understanding of the God of Death's fighting ability.

However, considering that Urahara Kisuke has not experienced actual combat for a hundred years, Kuchiki Rukia is an eldest lady who is in the greenhouse without knowing it, so this judgment should be reserved a little.

Therefore, slashing, white beating, and resistance to fighting, Li Ping did not expect these two people to contribute at all.

But the development of ghost ways, footwork and spiritual pressure still have to rely on these two people, after all, Li Ping himself has not yet started.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ichigo Kurosaki, whose eyes were firm, agreed, but he had one request, and that was—

He had to go home for dinner and then go out at eight o'clock in the evening, otherwise his dad would be in trouble.

"... Obviously looks bad, but I didn't expect it to be a good baby..." ×2

"You two..." Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the two people in front of him with a little bit of sympathy, and several blue veins burst out on his head.

However, Ichigo Kurosaki obediently went home for dinner...

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ichigo Kurosaki cautiously came out of the room on the second floor.

Together with Rukia Li Ping, they came to the secret basement of Kisuke Urahara, a tool man.

"Then, lesson 1, hold a sword." Li Ping tried his best not to think about the fact that after Kurosaki Ichigo became a **** of death, his body stopped breathing. No matter how long he left, his body could re-run thing.

So unscientific.

"There are only four ways for humans to hold swords, left hand, right hand, two hands, and dual wielding. For a huge Japanese sword like you, start with both hands."

"One hand is basically at the position of the gauntlet or the sword edge, and the other hand is at the end of the hilt, so that you have the most powerful arm to control the sword."

"...force arm?" Ichigo looked blank.

"The vertical distance from the line of action of the force to the axis of rotation. Generally speaking, the larger the lever arm within a certain range, the more force you can use with less force. Let's play with leverage, that's what it means. Wait for you Are you a high school student?"

"...We haven't learned this yet, the lever is right, I understand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, contact me to swing the sword first, and integrate this action into your muscle memory. Then, I will teach you each swing the sword in the direction."

"it is good."

"Then let's do it 10,000 times first."

"!!!"*2

"???" Kurosaki Ichigo's face was blank, is the sword swing calculated in ten thousand?

"Don't show this kind of expression. When I was training, the sword swing was trained in units of 100,000 times." Li Ping showed a wry smile. Kanzaki's swordsmanship training is merciless. The increase in the saint's physique makes her swordsmanship extremely terrifying.

By the way, practice and training have also become very terrifying, otherwise, it would be impossible to fight within one hundredth of a second.

"Relax, if the muscle breaks, I will cure it for you."

"!!!!!!"