As Kyoraku finished speaking, Kyoraku, Odanjiro, and Shigemitsu Nobutsuna immediately fell into a vast ocean. The endless seawater soaked the three of them, constantly absorbing their spiritual pressure.

To this, 'Oodan-kun' and 'Executive Nobutsuna' remained completely unfazed...

"Kyoraku, do you remember that one of the very strict requirements Araki set for your graduation?!"

With his arms crossed in front of him, Odanjiro addressed Kyoraku in front of him.

Then, a miraculous scene unfolded. Although everyone had fallen into the sea, Kyoraku was able to clearly hear what Odanjiro was saying...

"Is the sky empty?!"

Kyoraku was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

"Does my Broken Fish Abyss still have the strength to use binding spells of level seventy or higher?!"

As Kyoraku thought this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Are you wondering why, even though my and Nobutsuna's spiritual pressure is constantly being depleted by this seawater, we still dare to use Binding Spells of level 70 or higher to communicate with you? I'll tell you the reason now..." Odanjiro instantly saw through Kyoraku's doubts. He calmly replied, "Because our spiritual pressure is on a completely different level! Do you know why Araki strictly requires you to cultivate your spiritual pressure to at least level two? Because the difference between level two and level three is far greater than you imagine!"

"Are you done talking?!"

At this point, Wu Gang was getting impatient.

"Of course~"

Odanjiro shrugged at Shigemitsu Nobuaki.

Bankai! Budakaku Dojo!!

As he spoke, Takeshi immediately unleashed the Bankai of his Zanpakuto.

"Swastika?!"

Kyoraku's pupils trembled as he looked at the Bankai executed by Taketsuna within his Bankai.

"What are you so surprised about? It's not like you're the only ones who can use Bankai! We've been using Bankai for hundreds of years..."

Looking at Kyoraku's surprised expression, Odanjiro spoke calmly.

However, to Kyoraku's ears, these sounds became incredibly surreal...

When Kyoraku came to his senses, everything around him seemed to have changed. He was no longer in the sea, but had arrived in a sword dojo...

The swordplay dojo was surrounded by a group of excited spectators, who were shouting something.

"Kyoraku, where are you looking?!"

Just as Kyoraku was at a loss, a cold voice suddenly rang out in front of him. This surprised Kyoraku, who was surprised that someone could call him by name, and he turned his head to look.

He saw that the first captain of the 7th Division, Nobuaki, who was also wearing a martial arts uniform, was looking at him coldly.

"You are Senior Takeshi Nobuaki?! If that's the case... could this be..."

Kyoraku paused for a moment after seeing the execution plan, then a look of realization dawned on his face.

"That's right! This is my Bankai... Budakaku Dojo!"

"Sadness can give strength, but cowardice cannot. Rest can give strength, but laziness cannot. Anger can give strength, but displaced anger cannot. Fear can give strength, but escape cannot."

"We are martial artists, and our only weapon is our bodies, honed through countless trials. Everything in this world may betray you, but your killing techniques, honed through countless trials into muscle memory, will never betray you..."

"Alright! Let's put aside all the fancy stuff and settle this with real skill!"

The executor, Taketsuna, held a sharp samurai sword and addressed Kyoraku.

"what?!"

Kyoraku was stunned for a moment. He tried to use Kido on Shigenobu, but he suddenly found that he could not feel the spiritual power in his body.

"I've already said it! Let's discard all the fancy stuff. Neither the Shinigami's Zanpakuto or Kido, nor the Quincy's Spirit Particle Cluster or Holy Annihilation Arrow, can be used against me! Of course, I can't use them either. Let's settle this with the most primal techniques!"

Executive Takeshi explained the current situation to Kyoraku.

Yes, the Bankai of the Executioner's Manual is simply to construct a domain in which only he and his enemies reside. Within this domain, victory or defeat can only be determined through hand-to-hand combat and sword techniques. Until a victor is determined, no one can leave this domain...

Simply put, it means using the "Execution Method" to bring the enemy to your own level, and then using your extensive experience to defeat them...

Isn't this bullying?

Kyoraku struggled for a long time before finally managing to utter this one sentence.

"Shh!"

Before Kyoraku could say anything, a cold light bloomed in front of him.

A splash of bright red bloomed along Kyoraku's chest...

"Tsk! I forgot we can't use 'iron blocks' here!"

As Kyoraku collapsed, he cursed inwardly that the trash 'iron block' had caused him so much harm.

the other side……

Without a doubt, the three members of 'Ukitake', 'Tokina', and 'Yoruichi' were all defeated!

Even though they had used their Bankai and gone all out, they had no chance against the first Gotei 13 captains, whose spiritual pressure was a level higher, whose Kido, slashing, Hakuda, and Shunpo techniques had been trained for hundreds of years longer, and who completely overwhelmed them in every aspect! It was an almost one-sided battle; the difference in skill was too great…

"Let's continue after they've fully recovered."

Half an hour later, the captains of the original 13th Squads threw the four unconscious 'corpses' into the hot spring pool in the center of Araki Ruri Palace, waiting for the four injured people to recover on their own.

"Oh! You've lost them all~"

It was only after Kyoraku and the others were defeated that Araki finally arrived. He descended from the sky, first tossing a sack of novels to Shikatori Hakunsai, and then throwing a delicate girl who had fainted into the hot spring pool.

"What's going on with that girl?!"

The group looked at the fact that they had added another person to their training list and immediately asked in dissatisfaction.

"Yoruichi's little follower~ I saw her wandering around Omotesando all alone, and she looked so lonely! So, I couldn't bear it, so I slapped her unconscious and delivered her to you~"

Araki explained to everyone.

"what……"

Upon hearing this, all the members of the original Thirteenth Team fell silent.

It can only be said that Araki truly lives up to his reputation, redefining what it means to be unable to bear something.

Seeing that there was only one girl in 'Heaven' and she was too lonely all by herself, he took pity on her and sent her to 'Hell' to suffer with everyone. I'm sure that when the girl wakes up, she will say to Araki, "Thank you!"

"Anyway, they're in your hands now."

Araki spoke, seemingly preparing to leave again.

"Araki, you've got something else to do?!"

The group looked at Araki's retreating figure and asked him a question.

"I can't help it. I'm not only a member of the Zero Division now, but also the captain of the 11th Gotei 11. I've been guarding the Spirit King here in the Spirit King Palace for over a month now, so I have to go down and check on things."

Araki addressed the members of the original Thirteenth Squad in this way.

"Go!"

After hearing Araki's words, everyone's eyelids twitched slightly. They had believed Araki's nonsense. Who didn't know that more than half of the major events in the vast 'Soul Society' were caused by Araki, and that he was also an active participant in the other half?

Araki's presence is felt throughout the major historical events of Soul Society, where he plays a key role...

"Let's go~"

After bidding farewell to everyone, Araki went straight to the Omotesando and boarded the Heavenly Pillar Carriage, heading directly to Soul Society.

On the other hand, not long after Araki left the 'Spirit King Palace', the monk returned using the 'Transcendent Gate'.

"Whoo~"

The monk who returned from the mortal world carried a huge package filled with worldly items.

"Monk, you've had a very fruitful trip!"

Wang Yue looked at the monk returning with his bundle on his back and complained.

"That's not true! These are all gifts that people in the world have given to me voluntarily because they see my image!"

The monk who returned from about a month of cultivation in the mortal world spoke in various Buddhist sayings as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Tsk~"

After hearing the monk's words, Wang Yue's eyelids twitched slightly. Just as Araki had said, Hyosube Ichibei was indeed a fake monk posing as a monk.

"Anyway, that brat went back, right?!"

The monk opened his large eyes and, after taking in the entire 'Spirit King Palace,' he was certain that Araki had left the Spirit King Palace.

"He's gone! But before he left, he gave me a letter to give to you."

As Wang Yue spoke, she handed the letter to the monk.

"Um?!"

The monk stared at the letter in front of him for a moment, then opened it and began to read.

"Stop hiding, it's no use hiding! I just happen to need an old monk to ring the bell, so I've decided to give you that job!"

The letter contained only this short sentence, and nothing else.

"Forehead……"

However, even this short sentence made the monk's body tremble slightly.

The letter transformed into a golden swastika symbol, which then merged with the monk's wrist.

"I never thought this day would come for me!"

The monk looked at his gleaming wrist and couldn't help but smile bitterly. For a moment, he recalled the time a thousand years ago when he used the pretense of negotiating with Yhwach to trick Yhwach with the left hand of the 'Spirit King'. Now, this was his revenge, being tricked by Araki with the right hand of the 'Spirit King'.

It just goes to show that if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet!

"There's no escaping this time!"

After thinking for a while, the monk came to terms with it.

What difference does it make who he worships?! He's worshipped so many people, Araki is no exception...

In Araki's detached palace, the 'Jade Palace'.

"Guluulu~"

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