"Well." When he opened his eyes, what came into Kimura Muyang's eyes was the blue sky above his head. A few white clouds were floating in the sky, which looked like a leisurely scene. A breeze brought the fragrance of green grass to Kimura Muyang's face. On his face, his nose was slightly twitching, and the fragrance of nature almost made Kimura Muyang unable to extricate himself.
"Mu Yang." A whisper rang in Kimura Muyang's ears. Sitting there with his hands on the ground, Kimura Muyang raised his eyes and looked at Zixiao. More than ten meters away, Zixiao, dressed in moon-white clothes and holding a paper fan, stood on the grass, looking like a fairy, with an indescribable coolness and elegance that made Kimura Muyang feel ashamed.
"Tch, you're still so pretentious." Kimura Muyang curled his lips disdainfully, expressing his disdain for Zixiao's elegance, trying to cover up the deep jealousy in his heart.
"You're finally here." As if he didn't hear Kimura Muyang's whispered words, Zi Xiao still maintained an unchanged smile on his face.
What's going on? Even though the two of them are so far apart, he's only talking softly. Why does it sound like he's talking in his ear? Although the sound was very soft, it was extremely clear.
A trace of doubt flashed in Kimura Muyang's heart, but he was immediately put down. He came here because he had serious things to do and had no time to pay attention to such small things.
"Now, I'm talking about Zixiao, how can I learn the swastika interpretation?"
Hearing Kimura Muyang's question, Zi Xiao's face was indescribably weird. Seeing Kimura Muyang's serious look, he laughed out loud and said, "Swastika solution?? You haven't even mastered the first solution yet." If you want to learn how to interpret swastika, it’s still early.”
"Ah?" Hearing Zi Xiao's sarcasm, Kimura Muyang's face was full of confusion, and then he asked in confusion: "How can I say that I haven't even mastered the beginning solution? I can already understand it, and I can use it pretty well. ah."
Shaking his head, Zixiao looked at Kimura Muyang. The look in his eyes was very complicated, which made it difficult for Kimura Muyang to interpret. It was not until he looked at him that he was terrified, and then he said: "Begin to understand? At your level? Don't say that. It’s a joke, with your level of use of the Zanpakutō, you can’t even call it Hakkai, and you haven’t even scratched the surface of the Zanpakutō’s true power.”
Hearing what Zixiao said, Kimura Muyang had mixed feelings in his heart. He already thought that he had a good grasp of it, and his Zanpakuto was indeed quite powerful. But now I heard Zi Xiao tell him personally that in fact, the power he controlled was not even a scratch. He directly denied all his efforts and shattered his pride. It turned out that he was just a master. He was just a guy who was just complacent when he got the fur, and he suddenly felt a sense of loss and depression in his heart.
However, from another perspective, my current Zanpakutō is not even the skin of a real Zanpakutō, but it is already so powerful. If I can fully master this power, then what will it be like? It's so powerful, and how far should my own strength reach? Thinking of this, Kimura Muyang couldn't help but feel a wave of indescribable joy in his heart.
Seeing the expression on Kimura Muyang's face, which was sometimes frustrated and sometimes happy, constantly changing, Zixiao smiled knowingly. It would be like this for anyone who encounters this situation. He is frustrated and excited at the same time. It is really a contradiction.
"Then..." Looking at Zixiao anxiously, Kimura Muyang felt extremely complicated, "Then what is the true power of my Zanpakutō? And how can I master the true power of my Zanpakutō? Where’s the power?”
"Haha!" With the longing eyes of the hermit Kimura Muyang, Zixiao just laughed and looked at Kimura Muyang with a smile on his face.
"Haha??" Seeing Zixiao's smile as bright as a flower, Kimura Muyang wished he could imitate Hiyori's treatment of Hirako and stomp on his face a few times. "What do you mean by 'hehe'? I'm still saying 'hehe'."
"Ah, don't you understand such an obvious meaning? Look at how perfunctory my attitude is. I've made it clear that I don't want to tell you." Zi Xiao still had a faint smile on her face, looking personable. But the words he said made Kimura Muyang want to tear him alive.
Seeing the slightly ferocious expression on Kimura Muyang's face, Zixiao also knew that he seemed to have gone a little too far. He smiled and waved his hand: "But, in order for you to complete the true Hakkai as soon as possible and master the true power of the Zanpakuto, Strength, I will help you.”
Hearing Zi Xiao's words, Kimura Muyang's eyes lit up. With his help, it would obviously be of great benefit to improve his own strength. No one knows the power of the Zanpakuto better than Zi Xiao. With his help, he will definitely be able to improve his strength as quickly and efficiently as possible.
But... he looked at Zi Xiao in confusion, "Why are you so kind-hearted all of a sudden?"
"It's nothing, I just think that you will ruin my reputation if you are such a loser. I don't want everyone to think that my master is a loser, and I am a loser Zanpakutō."
Veins popping out on your forehead, useless? ? She really knows how to say that Kimura Muyo, who is hailed as an unprecedented genius in the Soul Society, is a bit watery, but it is really a shame to be called a waste by her own Zanpakutō! ! However... Kimura Muyang took a deep breath. If what he said was true, and what he was so complacent about was just the beginning of the Zanpakutō's true power, then he would really be a loser in the eyes of the Zanpakutō. Waste material.
"What should we do?" Kimura Muyang looked at Zixiao and asked with a serious look on his face.
"Oh! It seems that you have figured it out or have some awakening? But it doesn't matter, as long as you correctly realize your shortcomings." Seeing Kimura Muyang's face full of seriousness, Zixiao nodded. , this is the correct attitude, this is how it is.
"Then, you fight me first and see. I believe you will have some experience after fighting."
Hearing Zi Xiao's words, Kimura Muyang's eyes lit up. Although he accepted Zi Xiao's statement and felt that what he had mastered now was really nothing, it was really unpleasant to be called a waste like this. Since he asked , you must give him a good slap and vent your anger.
A smirk flashed across Kimura Muyang's lips, and he pulled out his Zanpakuto directly. Seeing Zixiao still standing there, he reminded: "Don't you want to draw your sword? I'm going to attack."
Shaking his head gently, Zi Xiao still had that smug smile on his face, "No, I will naturally draw the knife when I need to. And to be honest, I don't think you can force me to draw the knife." , Don’t even mention drawing the sword, you might not even be able to touch the corner of my clothes."
"Really?" Kimura Muyang's mouth twitched slightly, how could he be so arrogant? Is this really my Zanpakutō? "Since you said so, let's play the song, Zixiao!"
"It's a clear decision to free the Zanpakutō directly." Seeing the thunder and lightning beating on Kimura's body, Zixiao shook his head with a look of dissatisfaction, "You're wrong, wrong, and you thought this would be enough. Yet?"
As he spoke, no movement was seen from him, and he suddenly disappeared from the place. Then a cold light flashed, and a blade slashed across the place where he originally stood.
Nani! ? ? He actually didn't even feel the slightest sign, didn't see any sign of him moving, didn't see the way he moved, let alone where he moved. How did he do it? This level is simply not something Shunpo can do.
With a sound of "Pa!", a paper fan fell on Kimura Muyang's shoulder. He was shocked. Kimura Muyang reflexively wanted to slash back with a knife. However, before his hand moved, he felt A hand grabbed his arm. Although the hand was not thick judging from the touch, it was unusually strong, clamping down on him tightly, preventing him from moving any further.
"Is this your speed? Is this your proud strength?" Zixiao's voice sounded in Kimura Muyang's ears. Although it was still so plain, it seemed particularly harsh in Kimura Muyang's ears. He was really Weak.
Letting go of Kimura Muyang's arm, Zixiao took a few steps back and stood there quietly, giving Kimura Muyang some buffering time.
After a while, Kimura Muyang turned around and raised his eyes to look at Zixiao. Zixiao still had that calm look, but now it looked different in Kimura Muyang's eyes. This was not a pretense. Cool, this is a real strong man. Although he looks inconspicuous, his real strength is terrifying.
"Taught me!"
Kimura Muyang uttered two words. At this time, his attitude was more serious than ever. It was at this moment that he truly realized his weakness and worked hard to become a strong person.
With a slight smile, Zi Xiao closed the paper fan that had been shaking in his hand, with a slightly solemn look on his face: "Let me tell you, do you think Zi Xiao's power is to stimulate the body to gain speed or an explosion of power during combat? ? That is just the roughest use, let me teach you the real use of Zixiao!"
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