Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 103

Ninth division team building.

On the training ground, the battle was tense.

A burly man and a bald man were fighting in close combat. Between the staggered figures, there was a constant sound of gold and iron colliding, accompanied by bloody scenes of tearing flesh and splashing blood from time to time.

"Ghost Lantern Wan, come and try my trick, Nine-headed Dragon Flash!"

Madarame let out a cheerful roar, and the whole person looked like a madman, holding the Zanpakuto and stabbing forward suddenly.

The red spiritual pressure lingered around the whole body, bursting out bright light and shadow.

Cooperating with the indomitable Shunpo technique, Madarame came to the red-haired strong man in an instant.

"Idiot, don't forget, I can also know the moves you know!"

The red-haired burly man held the untied Ghost Lantern Spear with both hands, and slashed downward with a ferocious expression, looking like an evil ghost.

The position where the ghost lamp pill fell with the spear happened to be the point of exhaustion in the corner of Madarame.

If this blow hits, the outcome of the battle will be announced immediately.

"Ha!" The rampant laughter echoed on the training ground, Madarame stepped forward, turned his wrist, and forcefully continued, "It's too small to underestimate me."

"Past experience has no effect on me!"

Under the shocked expression of the red-haired man, Madaramu couldn't help but withstood the falling force of the Ghost Lantern Ball, and even raised his backhand, slashing past his chest with swift force!

puff-

A hideous wound spread from the lower abdomen to the position of the right shoulder, the flesh was opened, and a large amount of blood splashed like a fountain.

"impossible……"

The red-haired man murmured, endured his injuries, and once again danced the ghost ball in his hand, intending to decide the winner with Madarame.

But before he could make another move, a figure suddenly flickered outside the training field, and the majestic force fell on the head of the red-haired burly man.

The next moment, the two-meter-tall figure was suddenly volleyed out like a football.

Boom!

The whole person fell on the hills of the training ground, causing a sudden collapse, and the gravel rolled down, stirring up dust all over the sky.

"Ahem, what happened!?"

The corner of Madarame hadn't recovered from the battle, and the opponent in front of him disappeared immediately.

"Three Madarame Seats."

Su Feng stood where he was, and shook the dust off his feet indifferently, "This is a disaster that has spread to the world of corpses and souls. You have to distinguish the time to enjoy the battle."

The corner of Madarame's mouth twitched, and his gaze was extremely complicated.

The scene just now made him instinctively recall the battle with Sufeng at the beginning.

The same degree of crushing, a terrifying gesture that makes one's heart chill.

This way of fighting is very similar to someone.

"What are you still doing, go dig out the ghost lamp pills."

Su Feng found that the corner of Madarame had been an instructor for a period of time, and his mind seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

"Oh well."

After the dusty red-haired man was dug out from the gravel, he had completely lost consciousness.

The wound on the burly body was hideous, the head was tilted, the corners of the mouth were crooked, and it looked like it had been kicked badly.

Looking at this face from a corner of Madarame, he fell into deep doubt for a moment.

After eating such a kick, can the ghost lamp pill still work?
Su Feng volleyed vigorously, which can be said to be tough.

Condensed nearly half of the spiritual pressure, coupled with superb white fighting skills and rapid Shunpo speed.

Not to mention the ghost ball, even the corner of Madarame, who has reconquered the Zanpakuto and performed the initial release, cannot resist.

The gap is too large to be comparable.

"Is this the materialized ghost lamp pill?"

Matsumoto Rangiku came late and looked at it curiously, "It's really ugly."

"It doesn't fit Yijiao's image at all!"

One corner of Madara's eyes is ferocious, with a fierce light suddenly appearing, and the veins on the bright forehead are bulging, the whole image of an evil ghost.

"Don't judge other people's looks without authorization, damn it!"

Gui Dengwan lay down on the ground, feeling as if his thick neck had been kicked off, and the severe pain devastated his nerves.

There is a sound like a fly in the ear, buzzing non-stop.

The joys and sorrows of Shinigami and Zanpakuto are not the same, he just thinks these two guys are very noisy.

Originally, by chance, he heard the bewitching of an unfamiliar voice, which induced the dark side in his heart to continue to enlarge, and a strange force acted on his mind.

When Gui Dengwan came back from the trance, he found that he was completely free.

The first thing he did after he materialized was to give Madarame a lesson, to let him know who is the boss.

Backfired.

Not only was he defeated in the frontal battle, but he was almost kicked and crippled by someone.

The outside world is really too scary!

Guidengwan now misses his Zanpakuto space a little bit. Although it is a bit boring, at least it is too safe.

Just when he was suffering in his heart, a terrifying spiritual pressure enveloped his body.

"I ask you to answer."

That chilling voice sounded above his head, Gui Dengwan tremblingly opened his eyes, looking extremely weak.

"Who woke you up?"

"do not know."

"What does the other party look like?"

"do not know."

"..."

The interrogation session froze in an instant and could no longer proceed.

Su Feng rubbed the center of his brows with a slight headache, and finally caught a materialized Zanpakuto, but it turned out to be cannon fodder thrown out by others.

Guys like this who don't know what to ask are probably just trying to mess up the soul world.

"Something of little value."

Su Feng waved his hand and signaled, "Kill it, it's a waste of spiritual seeds to keep."

Oni Dengwan's eyes widened immediately, and he stared at Madarame in astonishment.

Is this going too fast?
"Ahem, Captain Sufeng." Madaramu interceded, "Although Ghost Lantern Ball is a little ugly, weak in strength, and a little grumpy, it's not completely useless."

Gui Dengwan's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pained, and he remained silent.

Although the words were harsh, they were for his own good after all.

"At least he..."

Madaramu thought for a long time, slammed the palm of his hand, and suddenly said: "The skin is thick and resists beating!"

"Recover your spiritual pressure, let's go on patrol together."

Su Feng sighed, "If you encounter other traitorous Zanpakuto, you must take it down as soon as possible."

"Even if you can't beat it, you have to delay it."

"This is a turmoil that affects the entire soul world, so don't be careless."

Hearing this, Madarame's expression suddenly became serious.

Even someone who is as strong as Su Feng feels troublesome, so someone with his strength might be treated as cannon fodder.

But on second thought, where there is turmoil, there is fighting.

The corner of Madarame's eyes gradually glowed, and an emotion called excitement was constantly brewing in it.

Suddenly, I felt that my blood was boiling!
(End of this chapter)