Bleach: Getting Stronger Starting from Teaching at the Spiritual Arts Academy

Horizontal slash, sweeping slash, robe slash!

This is a combo attack consisting of three basic sword techniques!

Only someone with an extremely strong foundation can execute this triple combo so quickly.

Even many low-ranking members of the Shinigami Corps cannot perform such a swift and precise slash.

Moreover, his goal was not just to score points. He unleashed his final, powerful strike, the Kesa-zan, which, if it landed, would have shattered Kana Azashiro's shoulder bone, rendering her unable to fight.

However, Cilantro from Mole City proved far more troublesome than he had anticipated.

Such basic sword moves, which are often used in combos, are frequently employed by July when she sparred with her disciples.

Moreover, his sword is faster, fiercer, and more cunning!

After undergoing more intensive sparring, Kana Mochishiro found it much easier to deal with Gosuke Kasumi's attacks.

She quickly stepped back half a step to dodge the horizontal slash, then turned to the side to avoid the upward slash, before raising her wooden sword and softly shouting, "Open weakness!"

In an instant, Kana Mochishiro found the opening in Kasumidaji Gosuke's sword technique switch and swiftly thrust out her sword before his kesa slash could land.

The large, white sleeves fluttered in the air, the arm extending faster than the sleeves swaying, revealing most of the fair arm through the sleeves.

Meanwhile, the wooden sword in Kana Momoshiro's hand had already struck Gosuke Kasumi's abdomen.

Kasumi Gosuke's face contorted instantly, his wooden sword fell to the floor, and the intense pain in his abdomen caused his entire body to arch into a "<" shape as he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Cilantro's hard work has not let her down.

She had practiced thrusting for a long time in order to practice "instant strike". Even though she was not using the "instant strike" stance at this moment, she found the right way to exert force for thrusting at an extremely fast speed.

"Kasumi Gosuke, can you still fight?" July asked.

Kasumi Gosuke had no time to pay attention to July's questions. The heavy stab he had just received had shattered his internal organs, and he couldn't stand up at all.

After three unsuccessful inquiries, July announced that Cilantro Mole City had won.

"Citrus from Mole City wins!"

How can it be!

Many of the students watching the battle exchanged bewildered glances. They couldn't understand how a single, seemingly ordinary thrust could render Kasumi Gosuke unable to fight.

"Is this a sword technique?" Duanmu Zongjie's eyes narrowed.

“No, not quite.” Minister Asido shook his head, thought for a moment, and continued, “But the speed, accuracy, and power of the strikes require specialized training. This Kana Mochi’s swordsmanship is actually superior to Master Shikato’s other two disciples.”

"Not only is Kana Mochishiro's spiritual pressure strong, but her swordsmanship is also excellent. Moreover, this kind of attack style is quite suitable for the Second Division..." Captain Nakano clicked his tongue in amazement. "The Second Division should pursue a one-hit kill like this."

"Captain Nakano, you're eyeing the students again. They're skilled in swordsmanship and have excellent spiritual pressure. Obviously, the Eleventh Division would be a better fit," Captain Asido chuckled.

"This year is truly full of talent. I hope that one or two geniuses will emerge from among these students." Department Head Yamada looked at the group of students, as if he was thinking about which student would have the talent to return to the Dao.

Tsuna stared expressionlessly at Kasumi Gosuke, who was lying on the ground, without even going forward to check on his injuries.

It wasn't until July, when Kasumi Ohji was carried away and handed over to Teacher Kobayashi for treatment, that he withdrew his gaze.

He had already given up hope on this good-for-nothing, but fortunately there was still Kuchiki Sojun in Class 1. With Kuchiki Sojun's supermodel-level strength, he could easily take first place in the competition.

If his class is ranked first in the assessment for the past two years, then things will be much easier to handle afterwards.

Subsequently, the other players' matches also came to an end.

The final eight teams have been selected.

They are Hirako Mako, Azumashiro Kana, Kuchiki Aoi, Kasashiro Heizo, Iba Jiro, Madarame Ichiro, Yuuki Yukinosuke, and Omaeda Kinosuke.

Kensei woke up on the stretcher, rubbed his temples to relieve the dizziness that was still lingering in his head.

"Are you awake?"

"I lost again... Ouch, that hurts... That guy was too strong... Should I go to the loser's bracket...?"

"The losers' bracket matches are over, now it's the semifinals!"

"what!"

Quanxi was shocked, and his head felt even dizzier, as if his mind was buzzing.

The loser's bracket matches are over, which means he doesn't even have a chance to compete in the loser's bracket!

He woke up one morning to find himself at the bottom of the class?

Chapter 41 The Huge Gap

The quarterfinals and subsequent rounds did not allow the students to draw lots themselves.

At this stage of the competition, Minister Asido had already ascertained the strength of the students.

He eliminated some element of luck to make the later matches more exciting, and personally selected the opponents for the students.

This meant that Shinji Hirako, Kana Azashiro, Aoi Kuchiki, and Kinosuke Omaeda would not meet in the semifinals.

As Minister Asido predicted, all four of them easily defeated their opponents.

The semifinal matches are Shinji Hirako vs. Aoi Kuchiki, and Kana Azashiro vs. Noriyuki Omaeda.

"It's over." Hirako Shinji's face fell. "You want me to deal with Kuchiki Sōjun?"

Hirako Shinji had watched Kuchiki Sojun's match and realized that this person was no match for him.

The gap in strength is simply too large.

Hirako Shinji even felt that Kuchiki Sōjun had not shown his true strength in these rounds of competition.

In his matches, he would let his opponent attack for a few rounds first, and only when the opponent had no other options would he strike and kill them instantly.

It was as if they were appreciating the opponent's swordsmanship.

"You're pretty lucky. I ran into this monster in the first round! Ouch—" Kensei Rokusha rubbed his forehead, the bump from Kuchiki Sōjun's knock hadn't gone away yet.

"My opponent is very strong too. That guy is too violent. He's smashed the floor several times," Kana Mochi sighed, as if she had no recollection of smashing the floor herself.

"There are only four people left in this round. Those who have made it this far are no weaklings." July came over to encourage them. "I'm very pleased that you've come this far. Don't feel too much pressure, just do your best!"

"I'll do my best. If I win one more match, I'll be able to learn a new sword technique!" Kana Mochi waved her little fist, cheering herself on with great enthusiasm.

"I will do my best!" Hirako Shinji nodded. He was quite satisfied with his results. After all, he had never practiced swordsmanship before. He had only studied swordsmanship for two months and yet he had defeated so many students who had practiced swordsmanship for several years.

After a short rest, the two competitors took to the ring one after another.

Hirako Shinji stared intently at his opponent.

Kuchiki Sojun has medium-length, smooth, jet-black hair, with a sash near her left ear that holds part of it up.

His eyes were gentle, and a tender smile appeared on his slightly upturned lips.

They lacked the overbearing air that most upper-class nobles possessed.

Despite his seemingly harmless appearance, Hirako Shinji felt an inexplicable pressure.

Previously, when Kuchiki Sōjun defeated his opponent, his facial expression never changed.

The contest began, and the two bowed and drew their swords.

Kuchiki Sojun didn't say anything offensive; he just quietly watched Hirako Shinji, waiting for his attack.

Hirako Shinji didn't hesitate for long; he stepped forward, raised his hand, and swung his sword.

thump—

Hirako Shinji's lightning-fast slash was easily blocked by his opponent.

Without stopping, he concentrated his spiritual pressure in his legs, bent over, and suddenly leaped behind Kuchiki Sojun.

He raised his hand and swung his sword, slashing fiercely at the back of Kuchiki Sojun's neck.

thump—

With another crisp sound, Kuchiki Sojun, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, did not turn around. He simply raised the wooden sword above his head and blocked Hirako Shinji's fierce attack from above.

With a flick of his wrist, Hirako Shinji used Kuchiki Sōjun's sword to spring back up, quickly changing his position and slashing at Kuchiki Sōjun from another angle.

This process was extremely rapid. According to his calculations, Kuchiki Sojun should not have had time to flip the blade and block the attack.

As Hirako Shinji had predicted, Kuchiki Sōjun's blade failed to block the attack.

thump—

However, just as his sword was about to strike his opponent, the sound of wooden swords clashing together rang out again.

Hirako Shinji's pupils dilated suddenly—his sword was blocked by the hilt of Kuchiki Sōjun's sword!

And he even blocked it with the end of the hilt!

If the two people have similar spiritual pressure and similar spiritual pressure control skills, being struck at the end of the hilt like this will definitely cause the wooden sword to slip from their hands.

However, Kuchiki Sojun simply bowed slightly, thus deflecting all the force of the blow, and still held the wooden sword firmly in his hand.

With a smile in his eyes, Kuchiki Sojun flicked his wrist, knocking away the wooden sword resting on the hilt.

Immediately afterwards, he leaped up, and the end of the hilt of his sword struck Hirako Shinji's chin directly.

Hirako Shinji felt everything go black before his eyes and lost consciousness before he even hit the ground.

"The Kuchiki family is truly enviable. Every generation has such outstanding descendants. Kuchiki Sojun will definitely be another captain-level powerhouse in the future!" Minister Yamada sighed. He was a Shinigami born into a minor noble family. His family had never produced a member with captain-level potential. Being able to become a seat officer was considered a remarkable genius. However, the Kuchiki family had geniuses like Kuchiki Sojun almost every generation.

"It seems that this year's students will live in the shadow of Kuchiki Soujun throughout their spiritual studies. I hope it won't damage their confidence." Club President Nakano shook his head with some regret.

He remembered that he was in the same class as Kyoraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro, and the two of them had stolen the limelight from their class.

These two students already possessed captain-level abilities. It was only because Kyoraku Shunsui had a free-spirited personality that the Captain-Commander kept him by his side for several more years to mentor him; otherwise, he would have been sent out to serve as a captain long ago.

Nakano glanced at Tsunayoshi Tokinada and suddenly remembered that this swordsmanship teacher was also a classmate.

However, at the Spirit Arts Academy, Tsunayoshi Tokinada was rather taciturn and an inconspicuous person.

However, during his time in the Second Division, Nakano heard some rumors about Tsunayoshi Tokinada, who seemed to have a rather wicked personality and enjoyed torturing the common people of Rukongai.

"Someone like you, encountering a student like Kuchiki Sōjun, should you feel gratified or jealous?" Nakano thought to himself.

However, Nakano was wrong. At this moment, Tsunayoshi Tokinada was neither pleased that Kuchiki Sōjun had won the match, nor was he jealous of his talent. Instead, he felt disgusted.

Looking at the gentle smile on Kuchiki Sojun's face, Tsunayoshi Tokinada narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knows the history of Soul Society and is very clear about how the Five Noble Families came to be.

I found Kuchiki Sojun's pretentious manner utterly repulsive.

In July, Hirako Shinji was carried away, and his swollen chin was treated with a little care. After finding that he was not seriously injured, he was handed over to Kensei Muguruma and Mr. Kobayashi to take care of.

"Go, Cilantro! You're Class 2's last hope. I don't want to see the finals be an internal battle between Class 1 and Class 2!" Rokusha Kensei shouted to Cilantro.

"I will defeat my opponent!" Kana Mochi nodded heavily, turned around and stepped onto the ring.

Chapter 42 Decisive Game

His towering figure, over two meters tall, was incredibly imposing. Standing in front of him, Kana Azashiro looked like a child being scolded by an adult.

Fortunately, they are not ordinary humans, so their size advantage is not absolute.

Cilantro from Zhicheng made the first move, stepping forward, raising its hand, and slashing!

However, this is exactly what Ōmaeda Kinoshita did. After bowing, he quickly slashed at Kana Mochishiro.

thump—

The two wooden swords clashed, and Ōmaeda Kinoko grinned maliciously, trying to take advantage of the situation to crush Azashiro Kana.

However, they found that Kana Mochi didn't move at all; she blocked the wooden sword that was pressing down on her.

Given their disparate physiques, when engaging in a pincer movement, Ōmaeda Kinoko naturally possessed the advantage of being able to attack from above, while Azumashiro Kana could only raise her wooden sword and push upwards.

With a furious glare and a loud shout, Ōmaeda Kinosugu unleashed his full spiritual pressure, pressing down with all his might.

Cilantro gritted her teeth, and with a sudden burst of strength, she raised her toes.

The floor beneath his feet quickly became covered with a dense network of cracks.

Bang! ! !

Ōmaeda Kinoshita was overjoyed. He saw that the floor beneath Kana Momoshiro's feet had cracked, which meant she would soon lose her balance and be unable to withstand the pressure of the wooden sword.

However, the floor broke not because he expected, but because it was crushed by his strength.