The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Time is like quicksand between fingers, passing by unconsciously.

Since the end of the Annihilation Zerg invasion, Lord suddenly became free. Since he was currently unable to improve, he simply adhered to the idea of ​​tempering his mind and will and stayed in this world for about a month.

During this period, he and Nemu took turns teaching Tony the four basic skills of Death, namely: cutting, punching, walking, and ghosting!

After a month of inhumane training, struggling almost every day on the edge of life and death, Tony's progress can be described as rapid. He is indeed worthy of his reputation as a genius. Even Yin Meng praised him for his intelligence.

The only regret is that Tony seems to be a bit biased.

His swordsmanship and white-knuckle fighting skills can basically only be said to be barely adequate, and it would be an understatement to describe them as appalling.

But correspondingly, Tony showed amazing talent and interest in Kidou and Shunpo skills. In just one month, he could skillfully use Kidou below size 60, and even

Achieve instant casting of ghosts below level 30.

Although Tony didn't show any talent in Shunpo, he couldn't resist his rising interest. It was rare that this guy didn't rely on his brains, but relied on hard work to cultivate his Shunpo to a level comparable to that of the third seat.

Even Lord was speechless with this desire to survive.

However, Tony didn't know it, and even planned to integrate Shunpo and Kidou into his God-killing Mecha.

Ding ding ding ding......

In the amusement park underground at Jingling Pavilion, two black figures intertwined.

Brilliant sparks burst out when the swords struck each other, and accompanied by the harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, the strong winds caused by the collision of the two spiritual pressures roared wildly, cutting cracks into the flat earth.

Yinmeng was sitting on a large raised rock, with her little white feet tilted up and swaying slightly. She was holding a four-layer burger that was bigger than her face in her left hand, and a large Coke filled with ice cubes in her right hand.

Enjoying the two sides fighting fiercely in the field.

The two parties fighting were Lord and Tony.

This is the 'graduation test' that Lord has set for Tony. As long as he can survive three minutes under his own hands, then Tony's training will be considered a perfect end. If not, he will continue training.

During this month, Tony had to learn a lot of knowledge every day and endure high-intensity battles.

Fortunately, Lord was quite proficient in returning to the path, otherwise Tony might have felt like he would have died a hundred and eighty times before the training was completed.

If there was a medicine for regret, Tony would like to travel back in time and give himself a slap in the face so that you would have to come here to suffer for your bad mouth!

In order to end this 'journey to hell', Tony was working hard to pass the test at all costs. If he was trained by Lord for another half month, he even suspected that he might become a psychopath.

"Come on, big pervert!"

When Nemu saw the rise, she held up a Coke and a hamburger in her little hands, shouting loudly for Tony: "Don't lose to brother, if you hold on a little longer, you'll pass soon!"

"I know!"

Tony was busy answering Yin Meng, but he accidentally made a mistake in his position and added another bloody mark on his chest.

"You are so courageous~ How dare you be distracted when you are fighting with me?" Lord swung his sword to wipe away the blood, with a faint smile on his face and a cold light in his eyes, he said: "What if it happens again?

Next time, it won’t be as simple as a wound.”

"Gudong..."

Tony swallowed and hurriedly raised the knife and got into a stance: "I...I know!"

After getting along with each other for a month, he knew that Lord was serious. If he dared to be distracted again, Lord's next knife would definitely hit his neck.

"The entertainment program ends here. Show your true skills, otherwise... you will die." Lord held a short knife that was only a few inches long, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

There is a cold light surging.

At this moment, a chill ran down Tony's spine.

A cold, sticky and slippery feeling moved up inch by inch along his muscle veins, like a poisonous snake hiding in the bushes, finally revealing its fangs that were radiating with cold light.

Although the knife seemed short, Tony did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

In countless battles over the past month, the extremely fast retracting blade almost caused him a lot of suffering. There were at least seventy or eighty holes all over his body, all of which were pierced by this knife.

"Huh... I understand!" Tony did not hesitate and directly chose the first explanation: "Appear, Hephaestus!"

boom!

The spiritual pressure that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly erupted like a volcano!

The roaring flames mixed with the spewing lava, instantly raising the temperature in the amusement park by dozens of degrees. The metal material extracted from the earth was gradually smelted into shape under the control of Tony's will.

"Um?"

Lord was slightly startled, his expression a bit strange.

It's not because of Tony's spiritual pressure, but because the shape of the metal reshaped by the flames looks a lot like... a cannon!

The metal material lifted out of the earth was reshaped by the flames of Hephaestus, turning into a huge black fort. The height alone was estimated to be about fifteen meters, and the length of the barrel was even more

It reached an astonishing fifty meters, and the muzzle diameter was about 800 millimeters.

This thing... looks a bit familiar?

Lord thought for a moment and suddenly remembered, isn't this the Gustav cannon made by Hitler during World War II?

"Hey hey hey..."

Tony jumped up and landed on the giant cannon, showing Lord a sly smile: "Have you ever heard of this saying, caliber is justice, cannon is truth?"

"..."

Lord looked down at his knife, then at the turret that was comparable to a war beast, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

I thought that the swastika of Zaihou was exaggerated enough, but now it seems that the most exaggerated one is Tony. With this guy's Zanpakutō and IQ, he will never really build a hundred and eighty nuclear bombs in the future, and then everyone will do it.

A wave of artillery fire, right?

It seems...it's really possible!

Lord suddenly felt a little pain in his balls. If Tony went crazy in Soul Society, Seireitei would not be razed to the ground!

"Someone once said that the best weapon is a weapon that does not need to be used." Tony held the flaming Hephaestus tightly, his eyes flowing with a color like molten gold, and the spiritual pressure around him gathered there like a storm.

On top of the dark hammer, after taking a deep breath, he said solemnly: "But I don't think so. The best weapon should only need to be used once!"

"I would like to solemnly introduce to you that this is my latest invention!"

"A cannon belonging to the God-killing System, with power comparable to that of Zeus - Hercules!"

"Of course I also incorporated a few gadgets, such as...Kido!"

"Ghost way?"

Lord raised his eyebrows slightly, showing an interested look: "Then I would like to see how powerful your move is."

"Grant your wish!"

Tony grinned and began to chant a spell: "Beast bones, spiers, red crystals, and steel wheels dotted all over the place. When they move, they become wind, when they stop, they become empty. The sound of spears hitting each other fills the virtual city. The Sixth Path of Breaking

Thirteen·Thunder Roar Cannon!!!"