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

"The top eight doesn't mean anything. Only those students who make it to the top four can secure a place in the 13th Division after graduation."

...

Kana Mochi and the others also received the match list.

“We weren’t lined up together, but the cilantro was lined up with Kuchiki Sojun,” Hirako Shinji said.

"It's okay, I'm determined to beat him this time. As long as we defeat our respective opponents, we can meet in the semifinals~" Kana Mochi waved her little fist.

"Just thinking about that scene is so exciting!" said Kotsubaki Jin'emon excitedly.

"No problem, I'll give you a good start!" Kensei Rokusha stretched his muscles.

“I’ve fought Amanmon Tomoya before. He’s not very strong, and I suppressed him so he couldn’t unleash his full potential. I watched his fights this year, and he has a lot of fancy moves and fast footwork. He might be able to dodge your Thousand Pieces Disarm,” Mochishiro Kana reminded him.

Kensei Muguruma's opponent is Tomoya Aman, a more flexible and versatile opponent.

"Understood. Dealing with him won't take much effort." Kensei Rokusha nodded confidently and walked towards the ring.

Amanmon Tomoya stepped onto the ring. He had a shaved head, was short, and had a pointed face, resembling a monkey holding a knife.

Amanto Tomoya stared cautiously at Mukuro Kensei's hands, his entire body tense.

When Kensei Rokusha placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, Tomoya Aman immediately flipped over and jumped away from his spot, constantly moving rapidly around the ring, never staying in one place for more than a second.

Kensei Muguruma's eyes twitched. Tomoya Amanmon was too fast; he couldn't lock onto Amanmon's position at all. He defeated Amanmon directly with a Thousand Pieces.

Kensei Rokusha simply stood still, waiting for Tomoya Aman to make a move. He couldn't keep jumping like that forever; such rapid movement was very tiring.

Just as Kensei Muguruma had predicted, Tomoya Aman couldn't hold back any longer when he saw that Muguruma hadn't drawn his sword.

He swiftly leaped behind Kensei Rokusha and thrust his sword at his waist.

Kensei Muguruma had been using his intuition to track Tomoya Amanmon's movements. When Amanmon appeared behind him, he reacted immediately, leaping into the air to dodge the attack and drawing his sword.

Amanmon Tomoya's thrust was a feint. Seeing that Mukuro Kensei had reacted, he rolled on the ground at an extremely fast speed.

After getting up and looking back, he was surprised to find that Kensei Muguruma had not used that terrifying Iaijutsu.

Kensei Rokugurashi pressed his left hand against the back of the sword, imbuing the blade with his spiritual pressure, and grinned:

"Fade to ashes, Earth-Shattering Wind!"

Kensei Muguruma's Zanpakuto glowed with a blue light and transformed into a short dagger.

"He's used his Shikai!" Amanmon Tomoya was shocked. He had watched Kensei Rokusha's later matches and hadn't used his Shikai. He thought that Kensei wouldn't use his Shikai so quickly when facing opponents who didn't know how to use it.

"Very agile, huh? Then let's compare speed with the wind?" Kensei Rokusha brandished his short-bladed dagger, the wind swirling around it, transforming into sharp, linear blades, and flung it toward Tomoya Amanmon.

Amanmon Tomoya had no time to dodge; he felt a chill on his abdomen, and then a horrific wound suddenly appeared.

"I surrender!" Amanmon Tomoya was terrified. The speed and power were too terrifying. He couldn't dodge at all and almost had half of his body cut off.

"Kensei Rokkaku wins!" July announced the result of the match.

Chapter 122 The Battle of a Real Man

No one was too surprised by Kensei Muguruma's performance. After all, he had already mastered Shikai, which gave him a huge advantage. In the eyes of the audience, Kensei Muguruma was now a seeded player who could make it to the finals, just like Sōjun Kuchiki.

Next up for the match are Kotsubaki Jin'emon and Iba Jiro.

"Yo, finally I get to fight you. I've been looking forward to this battle for a long time." After drawing his Zanpakuto, Iba Jiro slung it over his shoulder, exuding a wild and untamed aura.

"It seems we're the same type." Kotsubaki Jin'emon drew his Zanpakuto. "Come on, Kotsubaki Jin'emon, please teach me!"

"Iba Jiro, reporting for duty!" Iba Jiro rushed forward and swung his sword at Kotsubaki Jin'emon.

clang--

After Kotsubaki Jin'emon raised his sword to parry, he judged that the opponent's spiritual pressure should be about the same as his own.

Iba Jiro is a tough opponent!

Kyoujin'emon became excited. His dream was to become a powerful swordsman like his teacher. He was not afraid of fighting. This kind of evenly matched battle was exactly what he longed for!

Kotsubaki Jin'emon pushed away Iba Jiro's Zanpakuto and stepped forward, intending to thrust his sword out.

At the same time, Iba Jiro also used his family's sword technique, twisting his body and throwing his Zanpakuto with all his might.

Flying Dragon Sword!

Left with no other choice, Kotsubaki Jin'emon could only unleash a Shunji (instant strike) at the incoming Zanpakuto.

clang--

Iba Jiro's Zanpakuto was knocked away, but he seemed to have anticipated the direction in which it would be knocked away. The next moment, he was already at the point where the Zanpakuto would land and caught it.

After receiving the Zanpakuto, Iba Jiro immediately threw it at Kotsubaki Jin'emon.

Instead of blocking the incoming Zanpakuto, Kotsubaki Jin'emon chose to dodge it by turning to the side.

However, as if he had anticipated Kotsubi Jin'emon's movements, Iba Jiro had already used Shunpo to get behind him, caught the Zanpakuto, and instantly thrust out a sword.

Flying Dragon Return Sword!

Kotsubaki Jin'emon's expression changed slightly. It seemed that his reaction had been anticipated by Iba Jiro, and he had completely fallen into Iba Jiro's rhythm.

He gritted his teeth, turned slightly, and used his left arm to meet the knife.

Iba Jiro's sword slashed a bloody gash across his left arm. Just as Iba Jiro was about to turn and slash horizontally, his biceps suddenly bulged out, and together with the muscles in his forearm, they clamped down on Iba Jiro's blade.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiro Iba's eyes. He quickly drew his sword, only to find that it was firmly clamped by Kotsubaki Jin'emon and he couldn't pull it out immediately!

Despite the pain, Kotsubaki Jin'emon seized the opportunity while Iba Jiro was unable to break free and swung his sword at Iba Jiro with his other hand.

Left with no other choice, Iba Jiro had to raise his left hand to block the blow.

puff-

Kotsubaki Jin'emon's sword strike had ended, and it was stuck in the bone of Iba Jiro's shoulder.

If it weren't for the fact that Kotsubaki Jin'emon's position was sideways to Iba Jiro, making it unsuitable for slashing and preventing him from fully unleashing his slashing power, Iba Jiro's left hand would probably have been severed.

Jiro Iba raised his hand and clamped the blade of Tsubaki Jin'emon's sword, preventing him from drawing it.

Both of them were injured, and both injured their left hands.

They were locked in a stalemate in an extremely strange posture, neither able to gain the upper hand.

"How about we all step back?" suggested Kotsubaki Jin'emon.

"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kotsubaki Jin'emon and Iba Jiro simultaneously drew their swords and retreated.

"A man of his word!" Jiro praised. If Kimiemon had cheated when he let go, he probably would have lost.

"You too! A real man keeps his word!" Kotsubaki Jin'emon became even more excited, sheathing his sword. "I'm going to use my strongest sword technique now. I only recently learned this move, so I might not be able to control the power well. Be careful!"

"Come on—" Iba Jiro laughed loudly, "Let me see your strongest swordsmanship!"

Kotsubaki Jin'emon lowered his body, his muscles tense, and his spiritual pressure gathered in his right arm, waist and legs.

Then, Kotsubaki Jin'emon's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Shikatori-ryu·Shunpo Iai!

The next moment, Kotsubaki Jin'emon's figure suddenly appeared behind Iba Jiro.

Iba Jiro slowly turned his head and uttered two words: "So fast..."

puff--

A cloud of blood suddenly burst from his abdomen, and his body fell limply backward.

Kotsubaki Jin'emon swayed slightly, but he still managed to plant his Zanpakuto in the ground to support himself and prevent himself from falling.

He looked down at his abdomen, where a Zanpakuto was stuck, blood flowing from the blade.

"Your sword is very fast too..."

Jiro Iba was too exhausted to get up, and in the end, Jin'emon Kotsubaki won by a narrow margin.

"Kotsuba Jin'emon wins!" July announced the result, and four members of the Fourth Division immediately came over and carried the two away.

Class Two won another round, much to the surprise of the audience.

Kyoraku Shunsui exclaimed, "None of Shikatori-kun's disciples are weak! Even the younger brother of the shooting range's vice-captain couldn't beat him!"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni asked Kotetsu Ayane for the results of the last assessment and found that Kotsubaki Jin'emon had not been particularly noteworthy before:

"Kotsubaki Jin'emon's performance in the last assessment was mediocre, and he was eliminated in the knockout stage. It is truly remarkable that he was able to make it into the top four in this assessment."

"Dean Kotetsu, I heard that this assessment is being held in such a grand manner in order to determine the candidate for the head of the swordsmanship department."

"I think we don't need to consider it anymore. Shikagori Shichi's teaching results deserve recognition, so let him take on the role of head of the swordsmanship club."

Kotetsu Ayane smiled and said, "Captain-Commander, you are right. I think so too. It is most suitable for Shikatori Nanatsuki to serve as the captain of the swordsmanship club."

After Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni spoke, the position of head of the swordsmanship club was thus decided, and no one objected to his decision, because he was the founder of the Shinigami Academy.

Those who knew the inside story couldn't help but look at Tsunayo Tokinada and Vice Dean Tsunayo.

Both of them were pale-faced and felt as if they had swallowed flies.

They essentially shot themselves in the foot this time.

The original plan was for Class 1 to take the majority of the top eight spots, and then showcase Class 1's strength in front of the captain, so that Tsunayoshi Tokinada could rightfully take the position of captain of the swordsmanship club.

As a result, only four students from Class 1 made it into the top eight, and two of them have now been eliminated.

These outstanding students from Class One became stepping stones for Shichigatsu's disciples to showcase their strength!

Before the competition was even over, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni had already appointed Yamamoto as the head of the fencing club.

The Tsunayo family's scheme to appoint the head of the swordsmanship club has failed.

Chapter 123 Seeded Players

The next match is between Shinji Hirako and Noriyuki Omaeda.

Kyoraku Shunsui glanced at the two's scores: "They both made it to the top four in the last assessment, so it should be a closely contested battle."

Department Head Nakano shook his head: "Omaeda Kinosuke often goes to the Covert Force for special training. His strength is probably beyond Captain Kyoraku's expectations."

"Although Shikatori-sensei's disciples are all very good, if it comes to beating Ōmaeda Noriyuki, I'm afraid only Kensei Muguruma has a chance."

"Could it be..." Kyoraku Shunsui stroked his chin, "that Ōmaeda Kinoshin has also learned Shikai?"

Department Head Nakano smiled mysteriously, keeping everyone in suspense: "You'll find out as you read on."

Everyone knew that Captain Nakano was the instructor of the Covert Force, and they all had high expectations for the performance of Noriyuki Omaeda.

Vice Dean Tsunayo felt a sense of relief. If Ōmaeda Noriyuki had truly mastered Shikai, he would have been able to crush Hirako Shinji.

Although he has lost the chance to compete for the position of captain of the swordsmanship club, he can still put a damper on Shikamori Nanatsuki's arrogance.

Below the arena, Shinji Hirako was discussing countermeasures with his companions.

“I’ve fought Noriyuki Omaeda before. He’s a power-type opponent, so try not to grapple with him,” said Kana Azashiro.

"The teacher said that Ōmaeda Kinoshin was hiding his spiritual pressure, and that his spiritual pressure was already very close to that of Kuchiki Sōjun. Therefore, the teacher suspected that Ōmaeda Kinoshin might also have mastered Shikai," said Rokugaku Kensei.

"I'll be careful. If he really does use Shikai, then we'll have to change our strategy." Hirako Shinji thought of the sword techniques he had learned during the holidays.

The match time arrived, and Hirako Shinji and Ōmaeda Kinosuki stepped onto the ring.

Ōmaeda Kinosugu was still dressed very conspicuously, with a brown pompadour and a thick gold chain around his neck. Combined with his massive body that was over two meters tall, he exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Ōmaeda Noriyuki grinned: "I watched a few of your matches, and you're pretty good, but unfortunately you had bad luck and drew me."

Hirako Shinji also gave a disdainful smile: "Does being bigger mean you're more arrogant?"

"Sharp tongue and sharp tongue... too bad you can't beat me..." Ōmaeda Noriyuki drew his Zanpakuto. "I won't hold back anymore..."

"Smash him, Wolf Fang!"

Hirako Shinji's expression tightened as he saw Ōmaeda Kinoshita's Zanpakuto glow faintly, transforming into a thick spiked club!

"Trouble!"

The teacher guessed correctly; Ōmaeda Kinosuke has also mastered the Shikai!

With his enormous spiked club in hand, Ōmaeda Kōnosuke, like a moving mountain, rapidly approached Hirako Shinji.