The only player in the world of Bleach.

He secretly complained to himself, but Matsushita Yusuke's expression remained unchanged. At this moment, he also took the opportunity to straighten his back and puff out his chest.

The reason is simple...

Aizen even made up an identity for him, so he had to put on a good show.

They're student representatives, after all!

As for the specific plan... Yusuke Matsushita probably understands it now.

"They want to lose at the Spiritual Arts Academy, so I'm here on behalf of... to have a friendly exchange, so I can have a good story to tell when I get back."

To say it's impersonation is really an exaggeration.

After all, Aizen Sousuke is indeed a teacher at the Spirit Arts Academy, and Matsushita Yusuke's current skills are comparable to those of a professional, so beating up some young kids who haven't even graduated yet is a piece of cake.

"Captain Guiyancheng, which squad member do you intend to send out to compete against the student representative?"

Aizen Sousuke urged him in a low voice.

The latter looked thoughtful, turned his head and looked at the people around him, finally locking onto the person closest to him.

"Sanchao, you go first."

The man stood up abruptly and nodded very respectfully.

"Leave it to me, boss!"

—Why is your spoken language so mixed up...?

Yusuke Matsushita watched as the other person slowly walked forward from the crowd.

Since they are opponents, we need to take a good look at them.

Yusuke Matsushita took a deep breath, jumped up on the spot, relaxed his body, and then focused his gaze.

The opponent's first impression was that he was very thin, yet quite tall.

Standing nearly 1.9 meters tall, he was ridiculously thin, like a bamboo pole. After observing him for a while, Matsushita Yusuke averted his gaze, finally focusing entirely on the other person's face.

His eyes were sunken, and his hair was dry and yellow. His eyes were mostly white with little black, and when he stared at people, there was an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Eleventh Division Commander, appointed after three terms, please take good care of me."

Although his behavior was somewhat polite, he didn't make any moves, just staring straight at Matsushita Yusuke.

This behavior was somewhat abstract, but Yusuke Matsushita's expression turned serious.

Because he sensed that this guy was not simple.

Murderous intent? A desire to attack? Or perhaps another, more mysterious intuition?

Perhaps both are true...

But no matter how it's described, Yusuke Matsushita can ultimately categorize it as "dangerous".

He sensed a faint sense of crisis emanating from this person.

"Has he ever been in a gaiter?"

In Matsushita Yusuke's view, even if this kind of person doesn't have many lives on their hands, they are probably the type who are quite good at fighting.

Only those accustomed to confrontation will strive for a 'favorable position' in such situations.

Their auras locked onto each other, but Aizen Sousuke, who was watching from the sidelines, spoke first.

"Captain Guiyan City, would it be convenient to change the location for our rematch? The lighting here is too dim, which is a bit inconvenient."

Aizen Sousuke's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of tension in his tone...

Nine times out of ten, it was because the smell was so irritating that he was really getting on his nerves.

"Then let's change it."

Guiyan City was quite casual.

The group of people walked out of the dojo in large numbers.

The Eleventh Division's barracks area was surprisingly large. Considering that the division itself was located in a remote and sparsely populated area, its large size was to be expected.

However, Guiyan City is clearly a "special talent" who doesn't understand planning. Not only does he allow many areas to be abandoned, but weeds also grow wildly.

It must be more than half a person tall...

During this time, everyone searched around and looked at Gui Yancheng so much that he felt a little embarrassed and took the opportunity to give a few instructions to his subordinates.

"When you have time, go weed and remove weeds. Don't be too lazy..."

Uncle Lao, whose fault do you think it really is?!

They managed to find a relatively flat spot, and the two sides took their positions.

at the same time.

The familiar message finally appeared before Yusuke Matsushita's eyes.

[Victory over three dynasties]

[Introduction: As a member of the Eleventh Division, Misaka Susumu's strength is almost equivalent to that of a Third-Class Seat Officer. However, due to his late joining and his unwillingness to deliberately curry favor with Oni Ichiro, his rank is not high... In terms of strength alone, he will be a formidable opponent for you.]

[Rewards: Spiritual Pressure Level +8, Swordsmanship +3, Hiragana +2, Shunpo +1, Physical Zanpakuto +5]

coming……

Taking a quick glance at the contents of the panel, Matsushita Yusuke, while adjusting his posture, naturally assumed a fighting stance.

Just as he had predicted.

Once a suitable opponent is found, the mission will issue a corresponding "bounty" reward. Moreover, the reward will vary greatly depending on the opponent's strength.

The rewards this time are absolutely generous.

However, risks also exist...

The opponent is no ordinary person; based on the available information, it is very likely that they are still holding back.

In other words, it's very challenging.

Yusuke Matsushita took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly at that moment.

Meanwhile, Misaka Susumu silently drew his long sword into his hand, adjusting his posture as he slowly approached Matsushita Yusuke.

rustling, rustling...

The tabi socks rubbed against the sand, causing the gravel to roll and produce a short, faint friction sound.

Matsushita Yusuke didn't move; the two simply stared at each other in silence, with only the sound of Misaki Susumu moving around constantly in the background.

Gui Yancheng, who had been distracted, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look at the two opposing sides.

He raised an eyebrow, opened his mouth, and let out a short, startled shout.

"Whoa..."

It seems they saw something very strange.

But before he could speak, Sanchao Jin suddenly stopped what he was doing.

They didn't continue because they had reached a "critical point".

The two of them acted almost simultaneously, without tacit agreement!

call……

The two disappeared at the same time, and the wind that rose up howled and spread wildly in all directions!

Bang!!

Immediately following was a deafening echo.

The two figures locked together fiercely in the arena!

Different styles of Zanpakuto clashed horizontally, sparks flying, while both sides wore serious expressions.

This is a comprehensive test of one's aura, swordsmanship, and instantaneous movement abilities. The fight is conducted through a surprise attack, and if the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, the outcome can be decided almost instantly.

However, the result at this moment is not so straightforward... which can only mean one thing.

The difference between the two is not that significant.

"Pretty capable, kid."

Why is there a trash talk segment?

Yusuke Matsushita blinked and replied cheerfully.

"You're not bad either."

But this guy probably never expected this...

Yusuke Matsushita still has a backup plan.

With a forward thrust, Matsushita Yusuke released his left hand and pointed it at his opponent.

"The Way of the Demon, Part Two: Light".