Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 13 Instinct and Reason, The Threat from the Beast
What is the difference between a king and a mount?
Instinct?
Su Feng has a completely different view on this.

True.

Fighting non-stop, pursuing strength, crushing the enemy mercilessly, slashing to death... This is the absolute desire for fighting.

Peeling off one's own skin, cutting off one's own flesh, smashing bones to reach the depths of the nerves, engraved in the primitive class, a thorough and incomparable killing reaction.

This is called instinct.

But this only exists in very few special cases.

Whether it's Saraki Kenpachi or the future mixed-race kabuki, the existence of the two is irreproducible.

If someone really tried to imitate them, they would only lose what belonged to them like the corner of Madarame.

Rationality is the only thing that controls oneself.

Sufeng's eyes and words made Madarame, who was in prison, fall into deep self-doubt.

a long time.

He raised his bright head, stared straight at Sufeng, and asked word by word:

"The purpose of your doing this..."

"What exactly is it!"

The hoarse sound was like sandpaper rubbing hard on gravel.

After these words, it undoubtedly brought a lot of impact to the corner of Madarame.

"It's just trying to break your psychological defense."

Su Feng was very calm, "If you don't do this, it will take a little effort to make a lunatic like you plead guilty."

Before that, he had already received a report from Rukawa Fuji.

This guy in the corner of Madarame doesn't think that what he did before violated the regulations of the soul world.

Refuse to admit his guilt.

"This guy..."

Madarame gritted his teeth tightly, making a creaking sound, and his expression became fierce again.

"Don't expect me to plead guilty in this way!"

Su Feng didn't speak, just looked at the other party with calm eyes.

Under this gaze, Madarame only felt as if he didn't have any secrets, and his psychological defense became more and more broken until it completely collapsed.

"Where's the dossier?"

Although he still looked ferocious, he seemed to have lost his previous aura.

have to say.

The previous words are still quite useful.

The Death Squadron in the prison submitted in due course the dossier recording the crimes committed by Madarame.

immediately.

He wrote his name crookedly in a rather awkward posture.

A corner of Madarame.

"Well, it's ugly."

Su Feng commented, "Before practicing, you should go to Captain Aizen to practice calligraphy."

One corner of Madara's eyes bared his teeth, and the veins on his forehead popped out, the ferocity was self-evident.

Su Feng signaled the jailer Death God to put away the file.

This thing is of no use to his self-discipline task.

Su Feng just wanted to start a good start and announce the arrival of the era of innocence to many sinners in the world of corpses and souls.

That's it.

…………

at the same time.

The [-]th team building, the largest training room.

Dozens of Reaper soldiers gathered here, and the gloomy atmosphere was completely different from the past.

The faces of those tough and ferocious soldiers were full of sorrow, as if they had been severely beaten.

And in the middle of these people, a figure who didn't fit in with the [-]th squad sat cross-legged on the wooden floor.

Short dark purple hair, a unique feather on the right eye, and smooth skin on the delicate face, with a faint luster that cannot be concealed.

If its gender is ignored, it may attract countless men to stop by it.

The fifth seat of the [-]th team, one of the few friends in the corner of Madarame.

Yumi Ayasegawa.

At the same time, he is also the most sensible person in the eleventh team, provided that he does not touch his taboo.

At this time, he was also frowning tightly, staring at the few people in front of him.

The aggressive aura almost made them unable to breathe.

Although it is only the fifth seat, its true strength is not inferior to that of Madarame, the third seat, and even surpasses it if he masters the swastika.

This also made quite a few people in the [-]th team fear this officer very much.

"So, I'm just on mission for a few days."

Yumi Ayasegawa narrowed his eyes slightly, with a somewhat vicious look on his face:

"The guy in the corner was arrested by the Ninth Squad?"

The oppression of gaze and momentum gradually became unbearable for the few people in the lead.

"I'm very sorry, Gong Qin five seats."

Several people knelt down on the ground in unison, their foreheads pressed against the ground.

"The one who made the shot is the new captain of Team Nine, Tsunayashiro Sokaze."

"Master Yijiao, he is no match at all!"

Several people spoke in unison, as if recalling the battle that day, a hint of fear appeared on their sturdy faces.

"Extremely powerful Reiatsu!"

"A figure that cannot be captured!"

"The round gate fan that breaks the chant!"

"Clean and neat white fighting skills!"

From their words, Yumi Ayasegawa simulated the process of the battle in his mind, and his expression became more serious.

As Madarame's best friend, no one knows its strength better than him.

Although there are still some shortcomings, he has tried several times, and he only needs to practice for a while, and he can successfully achieve the achievement of swastika solution.

Once you master the swastika, you will be a standard captain-level combat power.

But even so, when facing the new captain of Team Ninth Division, he was powerless to fight back, and the opponent didn't even use Zanpakuto.

Is the gap so terrifying?

Just as he was thinking, a rough and hoarse voice broke the dead silence in the training room.

"So, Madarame was defeated head-on by the captain of the ninth squad?"

The partition door was opened, and a burly figure stepped into it, looking around at everyone's expressions.

On the ferocious ghost-like face, a scar runs through the left eye, from the forehead to the chin, and the right eye is covered by a black eyepatch.

The thick hair is entangled with bells and gathered into a hedgehog-like hairstyle.

The white captain's feathers were woven on the sleeves and hem, and were cut into jagged shapes, which added a bit of ferocity to it.

The captain of the eleventh team, the No.11 Kenpachi, exists like a ghost.

Zaraki Kenpachi!

"I didn't expect that it was just a trip, and another strong man appeared in the Seiling Court."

He was carrying the Zanpakuto wrapped in a white bandage, and his eyes fell on everyone like a beast.

Frenzy, joy, and...

eager!

"It's really exciting!"

Zaragi Kenpachi grinned, his sharp white teeth gave people a chilling feeling.

"The strong man who crushes Madarame should be able to let me enjoy the fun of fighting?"

"I hope I won't be like that idiot Gui Yancheng, who can't enjoy himself at all!"

Everyone was overwhelmed by his aura, soaked in cold sweat, and did not dare to make a sound at all, and even subconsciously held their breath.

Even Zaraki Kenpachi has been the captain of the [-]th squad for some time.

But everyone is still very afraid.

Yumi Ayasegawa spread out his hands, and said helplessly to himself: "I hope this matter will not develop to the point where it cannot be controlled..."

(End of this chapter)