Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 85 Captain Assessment
Facing the invitation, Ichimaru Gin raised the corners of his mouth, narrowed his long and narrow pupils slightly, and could not see the change in his eyes at all.

"Captain Sufeng, you have to show mercy!"

There is no trace of sincerity in the hypocritical words.

"Well, for this kind of thing, you should be merciful."

Su Feng stretched his waist, "I'm ashamed to say that, as the captain, I haven't mastered the swastika yet."

"If you only rely on the initial understanding, it is somewhat reluctant."

During the conversation, the two people flickered from the high platform and appeared in the center of the dojo at the same time.

At this time, there was no one in the dojo, and even the god of death and the academy students who had been watching the battle before were moved to the auditorium on the side.

At the same time, in the sky above the dojo, there is also the opening of the enchantment of ghosts, so as to avoid the bad influence caused by the burst of spiritual pressure.

"Vice Captain Ichimaru Gin, please show your full strength in this assessment battle. The captains will judge whether you are qualified to be the captain based on your performance."

"If necessary, perform Zanpakuto swastika!"

What Sparrow Minister Jiro said was the meaning of Yamamoto Genryuzai, and it was also the result of the discussion between the several captains.

"Assessment begins!"

"Captain Sufeng, please advise."

Ichimaru Gin restrained his smile a bit, and corrected his attitude, "Be careful!"

"Shoot him, magic gun!"

Starting to untie, above the dojo, a dazzling white light flashed away, and the air was filled with high temperature caused by high-speed friction.

bass--

It wasn't until the moment when the sharp blade was about to touch Sufeng that the sound of the blade sound came long overdue.

Su Feng stepped back instantly, and at the same time pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist with his backhand, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding sounded above the dojo, and seeing this, everyone outside the dojo couldn't help but widen their eyes. .

On the long and narrow Zanpakuto blade, a cold light several meters long bloomed, and at the end of the light was tightly held by Ichimaru Gin.

The tip of the knife touched the blade, forming a rather weird scene.

The captains were not too surprised. Gin Ichimaru's sharp spear Hajikha had been shown many times in battle, so it was no secret to them.

On the contrary, the students of the hospital and the Grim Reapers were shocked, and their eyes widened, for fear of missing the details.

This may be their only chance to watch Captain unleash Zanpakuto.

Su Feng's arm trembled slightly, and his strength and spiritual pressure burst out at the same time, instantly forcing the extended sharp spear back.

Before Ichimaru Gin could react, Lanyin held it high, and immediately slashed down. The crescent-shaped sword fell to Ichimaru Gin's position along with the recovered Lanyin.

boom!
Above the dojo, billows of smoke and dust rose.

In the first trial, the two sides did not understand each other's strength.

But from the point of view of caution, both of them are wary of each other.

Su Feng has never underestimated any god of death with captain-level strength.

For old silver coins like Ichimaru Gin, he is even more vigilant.

In case this guy can't think about it, give him a piece of the sharp gun, and Su Feng will probably return to the embrace of hell.

The light flickered on the dojo one after another.

Ichimaru Gin stood on the edge of the dojo, and with his back against the enchantment of ghosts, he released the sharp spear one after another. The momentum was so fast that it almost formed a gorgeous light curtain on the dojo.

Su Feng kept swinging his knife to resist, stabbing all the attacking sharp spears with subtle angles, and resisting them all outside his body.

For a moment, the dojo was filled with the sound of gold and iron interlacing, as if composing a high-pitched symphony.

have to say.

Compared with opponents such as Tōsen Kazuo and Kazuhiro Takehara, Ichimaru Gin's fighting style is completely different.

Each of his slashes appeared to be cautious, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, erupting instantly when it saw the right moment.

If Su Feng was still at the tenth level of swordsmanship before, he would definitely fall into an anxious battle.

It's not as easy as it is now.

"Vice Captain Ichimaru, show your true strength."

Su Feng, as an examiner, has no hard indicators of winning or losing, "With this level, it will be very difficult for me to let you pass the assessment."

"Yeah, Captain Sufeng's defense is really impenetrable."

Ichimaru Gin stood with the knife in his hands, the corners of his black clothes were stained with a little dust, and the Reiatsu lingered around.

"Let me tell you in advance, my swastika is very fast, so be careful."

"Captain Sufeng!"

While speaking, Ichimaru Gin held the handle of the knife with both hands, the end facing his chest, and stared at Sufeng at the other end of the dojo with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Solution—"

"God kills the gun!"

bass!
Before the words were finished, the bright light of the knife flashed away in mid-air. Between lightning and flint, a bright blade burst out in the hands of Gin Ichimaru, and the speed even exceeded the limit of vision.

At this moment, it was as if the air had been cut open in an instant.

Su Feng seemed to have predicted this, before Ichimaru Gin released the Swastika, he used Shunbu to move sideways, dodging the attack with a negligible gap.

boom!
Above the sky, the ghost barrier of the dojo was instantly defeated, and a huge hole appeared above the barrier.

The sharp point of the knife appeared at the end of the sky.

The moment the spiritual pressure converged, it flashed back at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and turned into an ordinary short knife again, held in his hand.

"Yeah, it seems a little too hard."

Ichimaru Gin's tone showed a little apology, "Please forgive me, Captain Sufeng, my control over the Swastika is still not perfect."

"Enough is enough."

Su Feng commented, "Swastika's shooting speed is dozens of times faster than Shijie's."

"If I hadn't predicted it in advance, I might have been injured because of it."

His words were quite sincere, without any adulteration.

With similar spiritual pressure, Ichimaru Gin took out the swastika, but he was not even prepared for the first solution, and he was not killed immediately, because Sufeng was familiar with the ability of Zanpakuto and Divine Spear.

"If you're just taking the captain assessment, you should have passed by now."

Su Feng looked sideways, and glanced at the high platform, where Yamamoto Motoryuzai stared at the dojo expressionlessly.

Obviously.

The commander-in-chief didn't mean to stop, perhaps because the strength shown by Ichimaru Gin was not enough to satisfy him.

"It's really troublesome." Su Feng gently shook Lan Yin in his hand, and a strong wind suddenly rose above the dojo, "If Mr. Shan doesn't speak, this assessment battle will not end."

"Vice Captain Ichimaru, please be careful, I'm going to get serious next time."

The hunting wind roared in the sky, and the spacious dojo was full of shadows of the strong wind, which directly turned into the domain of the wind.

Fighting in such a narrow territory, Sufeng has a unique advantage.

The mighty spiritual pressure erupted, condensed into a beam of light and shot straight into the sky, and fell on the enchantment of the ghost path, making a teeth-piercing creaking sound immediately.

Su Feng held Lan Yin in his hand, and greeted the provocation:
"One knife flow · Zhan Kong!"

(End of this chapter)