Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 49 Exchange of Kendo, Teachings of the First Kenpachi
Since you can't hide, it's better to enjoy it.

Cultivation is not a closed door.

Communicating with the strong can better integrate what you have learned. After mastering it, only very strong people can play at a [-]-point level.

Su Feng is very self-aware, he is just starting from a high level now, not has reached the end.

"That would be great."

Unozhihualie smiled softly, "It just so happens that my work has been completed, Captain Sufeng might as well move into the dojo together."

Su Feng nodded, and the two ignored the surprised and puzzled eyes of the soldiers next to them, and walked straight in another direction.

Looking at the backs of the two going away, Yamada Seinosuke gritted his teeth, and urged with a ferocious expression:

"What's interesting, hurry up and send Yachukas to the No. [-] research room!"

Wait until the chief officers deliver this behemoth to the designated location.

Yamada Seinosuke no longer hesitated, and immediately walked towards the dojo.

Although I know that Unozhihuali's swordsmanship is amazing, but I still have to be on the safe side.

If Tsunayashiro Sokaze dared to hurt his beloved captain, he, Seinosuke Yamada, would definitely...

He gritted his teeth secretly, but he couldn't think of anything in himself that could threaten Su Feng.

The strength gap between the two sides is too large, and they are not at the same level at all.

As for status and so on, the difference is even worse...

The [-]th division team building has a very large scale. Apart from the general rescue station, there are many buildings such as gardens, pharmacies, and morgues.

Considering that Uno Hanauri loves kendo very much, he also set up a corresponding dojo in the team building.

After passing through several corridors, the two came to the vicinity of the dojo hand in hand.

"Captain Sufeng please wait here for a moment."

Uzhihualiu pushed open the isolation door next to it, and walked straight into it.

When she walked out of it, Su Feng couldn't help but see a bright light.

The Captain Haori and Shiba outfits that symbolized his status have been taken off, and replaced by a pure white kendo uniform.

The red belt cinched her waist, and the locks of black hair hung down in front of her body. Although she lacked a bit of gentleness, she had a lot more sophistication.

It's completely different from the past.

Just as gentian transforms into sawgrass, so does blight grass, which is life-saving, transforms into yarrow, the symbol of battle.

"Come in, Captain Sufeng."

The gentle smile was still the same, but with a little more expectation and depression.

Uzhihualie opened the door of the dojo, signaling for Sufeng to enter.

Inside the dojo, the spacious and empty floor is empty, only a few flower arrangements are placed in the corners, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance, giving people a sense of relaxation and joy.

It can only be said that it is indeed the territory of the fourth division, and there are things to adjust the mentality everywhere.

In Unohanaretsu's view, for patients, a good attitude is conducive to the recovery of injuries.

This is the experience she has accumulated over the years.

Because it was just an exchange of kendo, the two did not choose to use Zanpakuto, but borrowed the bamboo sword used for practice in the dojo.

The two stood in the midfield with swords in hand, and the momentum unique to kendo masters was brewing between each other.

When Seinosuke Yamada and several leisure officials arrived near the dojo, the two still maintained their original posture without any change.

The only difference is that the eyes of both sides became more and more fierce.

Only by experiencing it for yourself can you feel the sense of oppression of the original Kenpachi.

This is Sufeng's first feeling.

Just looking directly at the other person's eyes, it was like being in the cold wind of the March [-]th winter. The biting chill made people instinctively clenched the bamboo knife in their hands.

Fortunately, Su Feng is not a good-looking guy. He has reached the tenth level in the field of swordsmanship, and he has already comprehended what is the momentum in battle.

Although his gaze was not as pure as Unozhihuaretsu's, it still touched her a little bit.

Looking at the warm and jade-like existence in front of him, Uzhi Hualie couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

It's been too long since I saw such a gaze.

Different from Zaraki Kenpachi's bloodthirsty gaze like a beast, Sufeng's eyes are full of sharpness like a blade and firmness like a rock.

The aura of the two is entangled and constantly rising.

until...

The corners of Unozhihuali's mouth slowly rose, and his breath changed drastically again.

Even in Su Feng's line of sight, the pure white figure in front of him was constantly entwined with bloody aura, and the pungent and strong smell of blood filled the dojo.

It's as if... the first Kenpachi walked out of the Blood Pool Hell slowly, with his arms open, inviting himself to join it.

The nearly coagulated viscous blood continued to flow and overflow until the moment it enveloped the entire dojo.

Unohana moved violently.

Raising the bamboo knife, it slashed forward with swift force.

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As the Yachien-ryu who claims to have mastered all schools in the world, Unohana Retsu started with a rather advanced school of kendo.

The bamboo knife in his hand was like the boundless sky, and the magnificent momentum came towards Su Feng oppressively.

The illusion in Su Feng's vision was instantly shattered, and the extreme danger made him instinctively swing the bamboo knife.

Snapped!
The crisp sound of the exchange of bamboo knives reverberated in the dojo.

Facing the first temptation, Su Feng took it smoothly, and subconsciously protruded forward with the right arm holding the bamboo knife, trying to suppress it in terms of strength.

Seeing this, Uzhi Hualie had a gentle and joyful smile on his face again, like a child who got what he wanted.

"Sure enough, I didn't misread you, Captain Sufeng."

"Just the proficiency of Wuzhuxin Jianliu has already surpassed Jingle and the others."

This "they" refers to many people in general, but the last time it is also the god of death at the captain level.

Those who have not reached the captain level, even if they master the strongest swordsmanship, they will not be able to communicate with existences at the level of Unohanaretsu.

Just the force of the collision between the bamboo knives is enough to crack the jaws of an ordinary god of death, making him unable to stand still.

"Captain Unohana has won the prize."

Facing Uozhi Hualie, Su Feng was humbled for a long time.

The short conversation did not stop the fighting, but it was like the last calm before the storm, instantly bringing this so-called kendo exchange to its peak.

Unozhihualie attacked again at a speed that the naked eye couldn't catch. The bamboo knife in his hand seemed to have life, and he slashed or slashed at various weird angles, and landed on the place where Sufeng's defenses were lax.

Not to be outdone, Su Feng clenched the bamboo saber with both hands, displaying the kendo style in his mind to his heart's content.

As he said before, instinct belongs to the beast, and reason can control itself.

Countless schools of kendo are constantly integrated between the clashes of bamboo knives, and have completely become Su Feng's personal exclusive.

Uo no Hana's attack is like a heavy hammer, every time it hits, some impurities in the iron block will be discharged.

Going against the wind is like a flat boat, moving forward in the storm until you reach the top!
(End of this chapter)