Seireitei, First Team Dormitory.

Aozaki Mayu sat in his seat with a distressed look on his face, hissing from time to time, with his hands pressed tightly on his chest, as if trying to relieve the pain.

He said to the bald old man in front of him with apology:

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so proud of myself."

Old man Yamamoto nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction with the performance of his little apprentice.

At this time, his upper body was naked, and there was still blood on his face, but his expression was extremely happy.

He picked up the teacup on the table, raised his head and drank it all, then slowly said:

"You have broken through the first-class spiritual power at such a young age. Although I have said it many times, I still have to praise your talent."

Yamamoto cast his eyes on the strong body of Aozaki Mayu, and his eyes flashed with undisguised admiration.

"Especially the physique, it is very good, which shows that the daily training of fighting has never been slack."

Hearing the teacher's praise, Aozaki Mayu hurriedly stood up and replied respectfully:

"This is all due to the teacher's good teaching. However, this is not the true level of the disciple. If the teacher allows the disciple to release the Zanpakuto, then the disciple's spiritual pressure..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yamamoto in a stern voice: "Shut up!"

Yamamoto's face sank, and his expression became particularly serious. He solemnly warned:

"Don't overestimate your own abilities, and don't underestimate the enemy's strength. You must know that there are always people who are better than you."

"Although the Zanpakutō is the most important partner of the Shinigami, there will be times when it is powerless. You can't use this as an excuse to neglect your own training."

"Although you lost today's battle, it is a valuable lesson for you."

"Remember not to be proud and complacent, and always stay alert."

"Besides, do you know what the first-class spiritual power means?"

"That is an extremely powerful force. It can easily suppress ordinary team members and weaker vice-captains with its pressure alone!"

Yamamoto's voice was low and serious, as if emphasizing the seriousness of the matter.

"If Bankai is used at this moment, I'm afraid that Shinigami below the captain level will not be spared!" Yamamoto continued, with a hint of worry in his tone.

After hearing this, Aozaki Mayu showed a suspicious look on his face:

"In this case, I just need to hide my spiritual pressure and not let them notice it, right?"

He scratched his head, as if he was full of confidence in this method.

"You said so much, are you afraid?"

"Ahem..."

When Yamamoto Tsuyoshi picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip of tea, he couldn't help but cough twice when he heard this, then cleared his throat and said:

"You are so disrespectful! As the strongest god of death in a thousand years, how can I be afraid of a young boy like you who is still wet behind the ears?"

"I am just worried that you have just broken through the first-level spiritual power not long ago, and you will not be able to control your spiritual pressure when using Bankai, which will affect others at that time."

"Every member of the Gotei 13 is indispensable to maintain the order of the Soul Society!"

Although he said this, Yamamoto Tsuyoshi was actually a little worried deep in his heart.

He really didn't know how this little apprentice grew up, his physical fitness was really amazing.

After being hit by his "Ichibone", he only suffered some internal injuries and spit out blood.

If it was Kyoraku Shunsui, he dared not use his Zanpakutō, and his spirit body took his "Ichibō" punch head-on, he would be seriously injured if not disabled!

Not to mention Ukitake Jushiro, after the fight, I can directly hold a soul burial ceremony for him, and if I'm lucky, I can save a meal.

If this kid really uses Bankai and his spiritual pressure is raised to the same level as mine, I can't raise my spiritual pressure even if I release my Zanpakutō, and I may not be able to beat him in a white fight.

Fortunately, as a teacher, I have the right to speak, and I can stop my little disciple from using his Zanpakutō with just a few words.

Is this the taste of power? It's really sweet!

"By the way, don't run around these days." Yamamoto looked mysterious, "There is an adult who wants to see you. He should go to the 11th Division or the Noble Street to find you in the next two days."

"That adult is of noble status, and the duties of his family involve the survival of the Three Realms. Please respect me."

"Noble status? The survival of the Three Realms? Someone from the Soul King Palace?"

"No." Yamamoto shook his head, "It's the Five Great Nobles, the Huangquan Family."

"I haven't heard of it." Aozaki Mayu curled his lips.

"They never participate in the affairs of the Soul Society. I don't know what they do specifically. I only know that it is related to hell."

Yamamoto said unhappily, obviously knowing that this little brother is not interested in nobles.

"Hell..." Aozaki Mayu muttered thoughtfully.

For the Three Realms, hell is also a huge threat.Over the past million years, countless powerful souls have entered Hell from the Three Realms, and those souls are immortal after entering Hell.

If the spiritual pressure of the Three Realms cannot suppress the gate of Hell one day, there will be chaos in the Three Realms.

"Yes, it is Hell."

In the 11th Division, an old man in a noble kimono sat opposite Aozaki Mayu.

"But the Huangquan family said that they manage Hell, but in fact they are just observing it. After all, the will of Hell is the same as the Lord of the Soul."

"Although it can only operate according to the rules of Hell, it also means that we, the God of Death, cannot interfere with that world."

Aozaki Mayu sat casually in the main seat, leaning forward, looking directly at the noble old man, "So... what does Lord Xing want to ask?"

"I want to know, is Kenpachi Kiyomaru really dead?" Huangquan Xing narrowed his eyes.

"Kenpachi Kiyomaru?" Aozaki Mayu was stunned.

This is a familiar name, it seems that they have discovered something unusual.

"What does this mean?"

"Are you here to pick a fight?"

"Matsuki-sama has become Kenpachi, yet you still ask this kind of question."

Before Aozaki Mayu made a move, the high-ranking officers of the 11th Division around him were already furious.

Someone was about to draw his sword, but Ichimaru Gin and Kunami Shiro stopped him with their eyes.

Aozaki Mayu raised his hand and made a still gesture, and the meeting room suddenly became quiet.

"I'm sorry, my soldiers are all emotional and a little impulsive. I hope Lord Yomizuki won't mind."

"It's okay. As a combat squad, the 11th Division has such an atmosphere. It can only show that Captain Shingetsu manages it well."

Yomizuki shook his head.

"It's just that there was something strange during the soul burial ceremony. The spirit of Kenpachi Kiyomaru entered hell, but his soul didn't seem to be in hell!"

"We guess that maybe it's because of this that the rules of hell were broken, so the will of hell has become active recently."

This speech made Aozaki Shingetsu change his view of the old man and the Yomizu family.

The Tsunayashiro family should really learn from this attitude.

They are all five nobles, why are there so many differences?

Now it seems that the only one among the five nobles who is a parasite is the Tsunayashiro family!

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