In the early morning, a ray of light shines on the dewdrops, reflecting dazzling colors. A few early-rising bugs crawl on the ground and touch the grass. The dewdrops roll down from the top of the grass and fall to the ground, splashing fine dust. . Birds chirped on the branches to welcome the rising sun.
"Shua~shua~shua~" came the sound of waving swords. He Muyang stood under the tree, looking solemnly ahead, as if there was an enemy in front of him. His hands holding the Zanpakutō tightly showed his seriousness.
As He Muyang swung the Zanpakutō again and again, a subtle breeze swirled around him. Unfortunately, He Muyang was deeply immersed in the wonderful feeling when swinging the sword, almost becoming one with the Zanpakutō. In this feeling, I am not aware of everything happening around me.
At some point, Kimura Kazuma quietly appeared behind He Muyang, watching He Muyang seriously waving the Zanpakuto in his hand again and again, without any impatience or impatience, and nodded happily.
"Well?" Noticing the breeze surrounding He Muyang, Kimura Kazuma thought thoughtfully: "Is this the power of his Zanpakutō? It seems to be of the wind attribute."
"After several years of training, the spiritual pressure has begun to show results. It is estimated that it is not inferior to the deputy captain now. Shunpo has also become impressive, although it is far behind those who are stealthy. Although Bai Bai He didn't teach me anything, but with his physical fitness and reflexes, he's still so-so. I have nothing to teach him about ghost ways, so he has to rely on himself. When he goes to Zhenyang Academy in the future, he should be able to learn it. Come on."
"As for swordsmanship," Kimura Kazuma glanced at He Muyang who was wielding his sword seriously, and his eyes were full of pride. "Even compared to those captains, he is not at a disadvantage in the slightest, and he is even better."
"Hey, old man, when did you come?" He Muyang said without looking back as he sheathed his Zanpakutō.
"Not bad, now you can catch my figure even without your eyes."
"That's right, a genius like me can do this without any pressure." He Muyang said proudly.
"Have you felt your Zanpakuto?" Kimura Kazuma ignored He Muyang's boast and asked him this question instead.
Hearing Kimura Kazuma's question, He Muyang's face suddenly collapsed, "Don't mention it, I haven't felt it all this time. What's going on?"
Rubbing his chin, Kimura Kazuma said in confusion: "Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. According to what you said, you entered your inner world more than ten years ago and communicated with the Zanpakutō. Although I didn’t ask for the Zanpakuto’s name at the time, but it stands to reason that you should have almost reached the threshold of Hakkake.”
"What's more, you are now more than ten times stronger than when you first came here more than ten years ago. Although your strength is still far behind the captain, if you go up against the vice-captain, you will basically be The only one who is sure to win is the stubborn idiot next to Yamamoto Genryusai."
"Ale, I'm so powerful now!" He Muyang thought beautifully, and could already defeat the vice-captain, "Um, who is the brainless idiot next to Captain Yamamoto you are talking about?" Could it be Jiro Chojiro? ? It doesn’t look like he is so weak in the original work!
"That idiot, he was a big idiot." Kazuma Kimura had a look of reminiscence on his face, "Although he is a hopelessly stupid idiot, I still have to say that he is an amazing person. "
"Hey, hey, hey, old man, don't look so nostalgic, don't get distracted, and get to the point!"
"That was more than a thousand years ago."
Can you please stop talking about a thousand years ago? How long has this old man lived?
"At that time, he was still a high-spirited young man, and Yamamoto was already a famous figure in Soul Society. At that time, Yamamoto was not called Yamamoto Genryusai, but Yamamoto Shigekuni. He was the founder of Genryu and the president of Genji Juku. Instructor. Because of the '丿'-shaped scar on his forehead, he was called '丿Zhai' and his reputation spread throughout the Soul Society."
"At that time, he was like crazy. He worshiped Yamamoto Shigekuni crazily and determined to become Yamamoto's right-hand man. Although he was not a student of Yuanzi Juku, he went there almost every day to ask for a meeting with Yamamoto. No matter how much Yamamoto scolded him, he would Insisting on visiting him every day, really, people hate him very much. Although Yamamoto says so, everyone knows that he actually admires this tough fool very much. "
"Then, once again, after he came back after being reprimanded by Yamamoto, he did not go to Yuanzi Juku for a month. Everyone thought he had given up. But a month later, he went again, with the results of his struggle within a month - Swastika!!! In just one month, he learned many areas that even the God of Death could not touch in his lifetime. Then as Yamamoto's right-hand man, he has been fighting for him by his side and sharing his worries. And in the process, His name has also spread throughout Soul Society."
"He is Takuchojiro. He is currently the deputy captain of the Gotei 13th Division. He has held this position since the establishment of the Gotei 13th Squadron. Although he is only the vice-captain, he is a man who learned how to interpret the swastika more than a thousand years ago. He is definitely stronger than most of the captains of the Gotei Thirteen Team."
Glancing at He Muyang lightly, Kimura Kazuma continued: "Although he has not used his swastika in a thousand years, with your strength, you can only go up and deliver food."
"Hahaha~~" He Muyang laughed twice, recalling the plot in the animation. No matter how you look at it, the old man is not a powerful character. Is he really that awesome? Can't they have the same name? ? Although unlikely. Next time you see him fighting with him, he looks like a gentleman, so he probably won't do anything harsh.
Seeing He Muyang's eagerness to try, Kimura Kazuma sighed in his heart, he really has an unstable temper!
"Boy, I'm warning you, don't provoke him, you know that!!"
"Hey, hey, hey~~ Why are you here again, old man? I know." He Muyang said perfunctorily, "By the way, seeing the look of nostalgia on your face when you talk about him, do you know each other? Is he your gay friend? "
Kimura Kazuma suddenly fell silent.
"Isn't it? Did I guess it??? Are they really gay???"
"Fart!!!" Kimura Kazuma roared. After calming down, Kimura Kazuma suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, kid, haven't you always wanted me to spar with you? Come on, let's spar."
"Why did you suddenly..." Kimura Kazuma's sudden change in attitude made He Muyang's heart feel hairy. Before he had time to think about it, he was already dragged over by Kimura Kazuma.
"Come on, take action, attack me."
"Don't you want to draw your sword?" He Muyang asked puzzledly as Kimura Kazuma stood there like that.
"When it's time to draw the sword, you will naturally draw it."
"Damn, old man, you look down on me!!"
With a movement of his feet, He Muyang disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of Kimura Kazuma. With the sound of howling wind, he slashed towards Kimura Kazuma's waist with a knife.
"Where are you aiming?" A joking laughter came from behind.
"Oops!" He Muyang quickly let go of one hand and moved his elbow towards the place where the sound came from, but missed.
"Slow and slow movements like this are not acceptable." Kazuma Kimura stood 10 meters in front of He Muyang with his hands behind his back, "It has to be like this."
As the words fell, Kimura Kazuma's body suddenly disappeared from He Muyang's eyes, and then appeared next to He Muyang. Before he could react, he kicked He Muyang out with one foot. Before He Muyang landed, another kick Kicked him back.
Slowly getting up, looking at Kimura Kazuma who was still standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, He Muyang rubbed his chest and said, "Don't be so cruel, old man, you should at least let some water go." He couldn't help but feel sorry for Kimura Kazuma in his heart. I'm shocked by how powerful it is. The difference in strength is really huge! ! !
"Tch, I've already released the water, otherwise you would have died long ago."
"Old man, it's not good to talk big. I'm not serious either."
"Really?" As he said that, a powerful spiritual pressure burst out from Kimura Kazuma's seemingly old body.
His feet went soft and He Muyang almost fell to the ground.
"It's a lie, this level of spiritual pressure."
(End of chapter)