Zanpakutō Is Too Competitive, He Opened Bankai By Himself

"Ah!"

Rukia let out a coquettish cry, turned her fist into a palm, and slashed towards her opponent like a sharp blade.

The opponent turned sideways and flipped his arms, trying to turn passive into active and take the battle situation into his own hands.

However, Rukia's deep purple eyes flashed brightly, and she whispered:

"I will not lose to an opponent like you in front of Brother Moyu!"

White Hits Skill·Swift Grabbing Waves!

Rukia slashed the palm sideways, like a swift flying in the sky, tearing the air apart in an instant.

The petite body dodged the opponent's attack, raised the elbow horizontally, and the palm went straight to the opponent's throat.

The swift attack made it impossible for people to react at all.

Boom!

The white palm slashed on the opponent's neck, and the powerful force immediately made the opponent unconscious.

The battle is over.

Rukia Kuchiki, win!

[Your White Hits is watching others fight, comprehending the profound meaning of Swift Grabbing Waves, the power of this White Hits skill is increased by 30%. 】

"Swift skimming the waves..."

Moyu said to himself, "Very basic White Hits technique."

"However, surprisingly."

"Watching the battle can actually improve the progress of cultivation..."

Rukia finished her fight and came to Moyu with some joy.

She put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and said joyfully:

"Brother Moyu, how did I behave just now?"

Looking at it, it looks like a child showing off his achievements to his parents, his face is full of anticipation waiting for praise.

"So-so."

Moyu said Kaidō without raising his eyelids, "When the opponent counterattacks for the fourth time, lower your right leg by another three inches."

"Victory has long belonged to you."

He answered Rukia's question from an extremely impressive angle.

As a bystander, with his level, it is very rare to be able to discover such a problem.

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw Rukia's cheeks puffed up high, like a blistered goldfish.

"hateful……"

"Brother Moyu, your concerns..."

Before he could finish speaking, a guy with a red pineapple head walked up beside him.

"Haha, I didn't expect you, Moyu, to be so strong!"

Abarai Renji patted Moyu on the shoulder unceremoniously, and shouted loudly, "Let's go to Rukongai to practice together in the future."

"If you do this, you can work hard to become stronger and become a real Shinigami!"

There seemed to be a flash of light in his brown eyes.

"Idiot Renji..."

Rukia clenched her fists.

If Moyu hadn't been here, she might have hammered on Abarai Renji's red pineapple.

Can't you have a little eyesight?

Facing Renji's invitation, Moyu waved his hands and said:

"Thank you for your kindness."

"However, I prefer to practice alone."

joke.

There is no such thing as cultivation.

As long as he has a bit of talent in cultivation, he will not develop the character of a salted fish like he is now.

Well, the development of character comes from the low talent.

It must be so, it can't be wrong.

Moyu will never admit that he is a salty fish that cannot be salted anymore.

This concerns his own dignity.

The White Hits confrontation ended under the evaluation of the two classes of teachers.

Moyu doesn't care about winning or losing.

Such illusory things as class honors have no practical meaning at all to him.

However, the next course made him a little bit concerned.

"Well, calligraphy class once a week..."

Moyu stroked his chin, pondering.

What kind of attitude should I take to face that calligrapher teacher?

Calligraphy classroom.

Aizen appeared on the podium in the classroom on time, looking at the students in the audience with a smile.

"Today, we will study Liu Shu Dao at Qinglian Academy."

"The main point of this scripture is..."

[Your comprehension of calligraphy has been greatly enhanced by listening to Aizen Sōsuke's lectures, comprehending Qinglian-in school's calligraphy, and appreciation has increased by 180%. 】

Although it is impossible to judge some of Aizen's actions.

After all, the two sides stand on different positions.

But his own research on calligraphy has surpassed most of the Shinigami in the Soul Society.

Talent is one thing, hard work is another.

We all know that one percent talent is far more than ninety-nine percent perspiration.

This point of view is especially true in this world.

…………

"That's all for today's lesson."

Aizen lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the crowd below calmly, and said gently:

"I hope everyone can practice more after class, and strive to master the main points of this genre as soon as possible."

"Mr. Moyu, please come with me."

"I have something to tell you..."

Hearing this, Moyu's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly said:

"hiss--"

"Is it finally this far?"

He followed Aizen out of the calligraphy classroom with some trepidation, and came to Aizen's office in the Academy of Spiritual Art.

The light from the window filtered into the room, making the square-rimmed lenses on the bridge of Aizen's nose obscure the change in his gaze.

Aizen put down the utensils in his hands, looked up at Moyu, and met his eyes.

Both were silent, waiting for the other to speak first.

The quiet atmosphere seems to be developing in a more anxious direction...

"Mr. Moyu."

Finally, Aizen broke the calm.

"After graduation, come to the fifth team to help me with things..."

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