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

She could only try to reduce the amount of spiritual pressure injected, which made the swordfish-shaped wooden sword much heavier, but this also greatly consumed her physical strength.

"Huh???" Cilantro closed her eyes, swung the swordfish knife forcefully, and shouted, "Only 20 minutes? It feels like a whole day has passed!"

Cilantro became excited, and even her speech became fluent again.

"Just hang in there a little longer, I've already put the rice in. Once it's cooked, I'll go stir-fry the vegetables," July encouraged. "You can't eat it if it doesn't meet the requirements!"

At this moment, July was wearing a pair of specially made leg armors, which he had just found in the warehouse. The material of these leg armors was similar to that of the sailfish wood sword, and they could be used to train the spiritual pressure control ability of the legs, which would help improve his Shunpo level.

Cilantro perked up her hands again when she heard it was time to eat.

"I'll do my best!"

Chapter 12 Kensei Rokujo's Confidence

After a week of training, the duration of Cilantro Mochi's solo performance finally increased from half an hour to one hour.

On the first day, she still couldn't last an hour. Even with the incentive of delicious food, she only lasted an extra 10 minutes.

However, this was within July's expectations. He deliberately made the training time a bit longer and set a higher goal so that coriander could persevere a little longer.

She has now grasped the basics of how to properly allocate spiritual pressure.

[You have given a lesson to your disciple; reward settled.]

[Reward: 40 Swordsmanship Experience Points]

[Bonus Reward: 10000 Rings]

[Your disciple, Kana Azashiro, has made initial progress in spiritual pressure control techniques; additional reward awarded.]

[Gain 1000 swordsmanship experience points]

After Cilantro initially mastered the technique of controlling spiritual pressure, her feedback experience doubled, allowing July to gain 40 points of swordsmanship experience in one go.

With the feedback I received from teaching and instructing Xiangcai this week, plus the extra 1000 swordsmanship experience points, her swordsmanship level should be able to improve again in July.

Moreover, the rich woman has been getting more gold coins. In July, it was discovered that in addition to experience feedback, the guide coriander would occasionally receive other extra rewards.

Rings are the currency unit in Soul Society. He has already received several currency rewards from Kana, which has greatly eased his financial situation.

"That's all for today. From now on, you'll practice Suzhen for an hour every day. Starting tomorrow, I'll teach you swordsmanship," July said.

"Yes, teacher, I'm going to serve the dishes!" Cilantro nodded vigorously, put down the wooden sword for the marlin, and ran towards the kitchen.

"This kid from the Zhicheng family is really interesting. He's very motivated just by being encouraged with delicious food." When he had nothing to do, Ba Yunzhai would often sit on the side of the eaves and watch the two of them cultivate.

“Yes, I’m starting to suspect that the Mole City family isn’t feeding her every day,” July laughed. “But it’s good this way. With delicious food as an incentive, Xiangcai will work hard to cultivate. Her cultivation progress is quite fast now.”

“This child is a promising talent, but unfortunately she belongs to the Zhicheng family. Even if she trains like this every day, she won’t be valued by the clan. I’m afraid she will only receive attention from the clan when she truly matures,” Ba Yunzhai said softly.

"Why? Is there anything special about the Zhicheng family?" July raised an eyebrow.

July didn't know much about the Mole City family; from the story he knew, the Mole City family hadn't appeared.

"The Mochishiro family was originally a noble family known for its swordsmanship and demonic arts, but due to the descendants' indulgence in pleasure, the Mochishiro family has declined significantly in terms of martial prowess. For many generations, no one has even produced a combatant of the rank of Seat Officer. Many family members cannot even achieve the Shikai Zanpakuto."

Ba Yunzhai continued, "However, they were very successful in another direction. They acquired enormous wealth by investing in certain industries. They replaced 'force' with 'financial power,' using their vast financial resources to expand their business empire and accumulate even more wealth."

“But in Soul Society, without ‘force,’ it’s hard to protect wealth that’s beyond one’s capabilities…” July stroked her chin, not quite agreeing with the Azajo family’s approach.

July believed that without corresponding strength, such actions would sooner or later attract the attention of powerful enemies, and at that time, their enormous wealth would become a death knell for the Mole City family.

"The Soul Society still has the Gotei 13..." Baiyunzhai felt that with the Gotei 13 suppressing the situation, the Seireitei was relatively safe.

"Here comes the chicken soup~"

Cilantro from Mochi City came over with a plate, and the two stopped discussing the topic.

I went to the market today in July and saw someone selling old hens, so I bought one to make chicken soup.

Many places in Soul Society are not much different from the human world; they also have farmland, forests, and animals.

The only difference is that everything here is made up of "spiritual particles," while things in the real world are made up of "physical particles."

"How does it taste? I haven't tried it yet." July glanced at the oil stains on Cilantro's lips and knew she had secretly drunk some.

“Delicious!”

...

The Spirit Arts Academy, the main classroom.

The entire grade was taking general education classes in a large classroom.

"This question is very simple. I'd like to ask a student to help me answer it." The general education teacher pointed to the spot where the mole-covered coriander was. "The student who nodded, please answer this question."

Cilantro from the city of molehills nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Hey..."

"Hey!"

In the hazy light, Cilantro from Zhicheng seemed to hear a few shouts coming from behind.

She ignored it; half asleep, she seemed to see Shikato-sensei making chicken soup.

The general education teacher was nearsighted and didn't notice that Kana was dozing off. He thought she hadn't realized he was calling her. He glanced at the seating chart on the podium and said, "Kana, tell me your thoughts."

Cilantro Mochi was still in a half-asleep state when the girl next to her nudged her with her elbow, which startled her awake.

"The teacher is asking you a question!" the girl next to you kindly reminded you.

After waking up, Cilantro answered without hesitation, "Delicious!"

After Cilantro finished speaking, the entire classroom fell silent.

Then, the classroom erupted in laughter.

The general education teacher's face darkened. With his rich teaching experience, he knew perfectly well that the student had just been dreaming.

"Zhicheng Cilantro! Go back and copy this problem a hundred times! Hand it in before the next class!"

Cilantro turned pale and looked utterly dejected.

After class, Kensei Rokusha stopped the dejected Kana Mochi.

"What are you doing? Don't block my way. I still need to go back and copy it a hundred times!" Cilantro Mochi frowned.

"Hahaha, who told you to ignore me? I've already reminded you twice!" Kensei Rokusha couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, it's you..." Only then did Kana Mochi notice the silver-haired boy, who was the classmate she had fought with at the beginning of the semester.

"I am Kensei Muguruma," Kensei Muguruma introduced himself.

"Coriander from Mole City," Cilantro politely introduced herself.

"I know," Kensei Rokusha said, barely suppressing a laugh.

"I thought so too." Cilantro rolled her eyes. How could she not know? The entire grade probably remembered who Cilantro was just now.

"Machi, we didn't settle our score last time. I heard yesterday that your wooden sword broke because the wooden sword in the sword room was of poor quality. I don't accept that victory. We need to have a rematch." Kensei Muguruma felt that the previous fight was unfair, so he found two decent wooden swords and wanted to fight again.

Although that battle wasn't the one he wanted to fight, since it had already begun, he had to see it through to the end.

Cilantro's defeat to the wooden sword was an unfair victory for him.

"Huh? No way, I'm in a hurry." Cilantro thought this person was crazy; that matter was already over, why did she still come to challenge her to a fight?

She didn't have time to play with him. Besides being punished by copying books, she also had to go to Shikatoshi-sensei's place for training (and free meals).

Kensei Rokusha grinned and said confidently:

"Don't worry, it won't take up too much of your time."

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Chapter 13 Door-to-Door Delivery

Kensei Rokusha held a wooden sword, staring intently at the woman before him.

Judging from their last encounter, this is an opponent he should take seriously.

However, he is very confident of winning this match.

He is stronger than his opponent, and if he makes good use of this advantage, he can end the battle as quickly as possible.

With a loud shout, Rokusha Kensei gripped his wooden sword tightly and charged forward, slashing upwards from the right side.

thump—

A dull crashing sound sounded.

Liu Chequanxi was sent flying backwards.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Kensei Rokusha collapsed to the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

Kensei Muguruma couldn't accept this result. Last week, when school started, he was fighting his opponent to a standstill, but today he was defeated in one move!

Kana Mochi rested her wooden sword on her shoulder: "Hey~ I've been working like crazy lately... practicing swordsmanship!"

Kensei Muguruma felt a sharp pain in his hand and couldn't understand: "How could your strength have increased so much in just one week!"

Kensei Muguruma felt that his spiritual pressure and strength were stronger than Kana Azajo's, but the current result was completely the opposite, which he could not accept.

"That's because I've mastered the technique of controlling spiritual pressure. I use my spiritual pressure better than you!" Kana Mochishiro was beaming. Her hard work over this period of time had paid off, and she felt quite pleased with herself.

"Spiritual pressure control techniques? Tch, truly a family tradition. I've lost this time." Kensei Rokusha was bored and got up to leave.

"What? I learned at the Shikatori Dojo, it has nothing to do with my family." Kana Azaki corrected Kensei Rokusha before turning and leaving. "Goodbye, I'm going to the dojo for a free meal...time to train!"

After the battle, Kana Mochi had forgotten about being punished by copying lines.

"Wait!" Kensei Rokugurashi called out to the other person, "What does the Shikatori Dojo you mentioned have to do with Shikatori-sensei?"

...

"Is this the Shikatori Dojo?" Kensei Rokusha looked at the somewhat dilapidated entrance.

The "Shikatori-ryu" plaque above the gate looks quite old, with many of the carved wooden characters missing.

If he hadn't witnessed the results of Cilantro Mochi's training, he wouldn't have believed that one could actually learn something from such a dilapidated training ground.

When he learned that Kana Mochijo's training at the Shikatori Dojo had been so effective, he couldn't sit still any longer.

He has a strong competitive spirit; once he loses, he really wants to win back.

Therefore, Kensei Muguruma decided to follow Kana Azuma to the Shikatori Dojo and beg Shikatori-sensei to accept him as a disciple.

“Yes, this is the master’s dojo.” Kana Mochi saw that the door was unlocked, so she pushed it open and called out, “Master, I’m coming in!”

"Come in, the door is not locked."

The voice of Shikatoshi Nanatsuki could be heard coming from inside the house.

Kensei Muguruma felt a little uneasy, fearing that Shikatori-sensei would refuse to take him on as a disciple.

Unlike Kana Momoshiro, who was born into nobility, he came from Rukongai and was penniless, unable to afford the tuition for apprenticeship.

The two passed through the entrance hall and walked along the side wall to the courtyard behind the temple.

The backyard wasn't big, and as soon as they entered, they saw Shichigatsuki in the yard.

He looked up and was gazing at the red maple tree in the yard.

"The teacher is practicing swordsmanship, let's wait a bit," Cilantro whispered a reminder.

"Sword technique?" Kensei Rokusha observed Shikatori's movements expectantly.

July ignored the two of them because he sensed the wind.

I placed my hand on the knife handle as a gentle breeze carried away some slightly withered leaves.

Clang——

The sword light suddenly rose, and the leaves floating in the air all appeared with neat cross-shaped cuts, splitting into four pieces, which drifted away in different directions.

"Hoo—" July exhaled, flipped her wrist, and sheathed her sword.

After his last encounter with Unohana, his understanding of "Thousand Pieces Unloaded" deepened, and he gained some insights.

In order to grasp this feeling, he has been intensifying his practice of "thousand pieces unloading" these past few days.