In Soul Society, love and bond begin

With a shallow twist, he just used the hilt of the sword to push the tip of the wooden sword away. Pingzi took a step forward with his left foot, and the original reverse kasaya slash turned into a forward stab. There was a sharp stabbing sound in the air, but it was lightly opened by the wooden sword, leaving behind a crisp metallic knocking sound.

From the beginning to the end, the wooden sword always kept a distance from the sharp edge, but it was able to deflect the shallow blows in Pingzi's hand every time, and the counterattacks were more fierce and swift than the last.

However, Mako Hirako seemed to have long since adapted to such training, and no matter how many attacks she launched, she was not discouraged at all.

The two men fought at a fast pace. If someone stood nearby, they could clearly see that Hirako Makoto's figure surrounded Aizen, almost forming a circle of afterimages, completely surrounding him.

Whether it's the steps, posture, or sword moves, they are all extremely precise and ruthless.

Although he is still a student, his level of slashing skills alone has surpassed most of the active Shinigami.

It was not until after more than ten rounds that a flaw seemed to be discovered.

Hirako Mako suddenly thrust the blade forward.

However, the wooden sword, which was almost exhausted, was kicked up by the toes and swung along with the force of the kick.

"Boom!"

It hit Pingzi on the head again as usual.

"once."

Aizen's tone remained nonchalant.

Pingzi paused in his attack and let out a long sigh:

"I'm talking to you, bastard."

"You really don't give me any chance at all."

Seeing his discouraged look, Aizen thought for a moment and comforted him:

“Today’s performance was pretty good.”

"It actually allowed me to move a step. This is an unprecedented breakthrough."

"you..."

Pingzi's veins suddenly bulged.

However, looking at Aizen's gentle smile, he felt powerless again.

This guy definitely thinks so from the bottom of his heart.

"You monster!"

Pingzi sheathed the Asado sword in despair and said, "Let's go. Class will start soon."

"Today is a field training course that lasts all day."

"If I go too late, that bastard Ze Yue will definitely target me again."

"Speaking of..."

Suddenly, Hirako Mako, holding the scabbard at her waist, turned to look at the classmate next to her:

"How strong are you now?"

Although Aizen did not show it in front of him, Makoto Hirako could still vaguely feel it.

As he continued to grow stronger, the guy in front of him was also growing stronger at a faster and more rapid pace than him.

Nowadays, he feels that his level is not much worse than that of Mr. Zeyue, who used to be the chief official.

But what about Aizen?

"..."

Aizen casually put the training wooden sword back into the weapon rack, turned around and smiled.

Don't look meaningful.

"Who knows."

......

Chapter 213 Field Training Course

Squad 12, Soul Society Supervision Office.

On the huge screen covering the entire wall, several fifth-year students of the academy, equipped with formal training, led a team of four second-year students behind them and advanced rapidly in the wild forest.

With spirit particles wrapped around his feet, he pressed the physical strength of the younger students behind him at a speed that was just enough for them to keep up.

Since four years ago, the curriculum of the Shinyang Spiritual Arts Academy has added such a "field training course" that guides the younger ones with the advanced ones.

The main training items are searching for targets in primeval forests, rapid movement in the wild, quick judgment and team combat command in emergency combat situations.

It is an unconventional course with different requirements for students of different grades and a very strict assessment level.

At the same time, in order to let these fledglings in the ivory tower who have not yet spread their wings see blood, during the course, simulated micro and small virtual objects made by professional reapers will often be released into the relevant areas of the course from time to time.

If you are very unlucky, you may even encounter a group of small Voids.

For these prospective Shinigami, most of whom have only just started fighting, and the strongest of whom may not even have completed sword Zen, this is already a huge test.

Not to mention, as a second-year junior student, in theory he only needs to take on the task of containment during the squad's command and operations.

For this reason, they didn't even have real swords, but were only equipped with training swords that had a certain amplifying effect on spirit particles.

Naturally, this is a great test of the senior students' team command ability.

However, because of this, serious injuries often occur in this course, despite the fact that there are often several instructors with the ability of at least low-ranking officers on standby in the surrounding area.

However, this monitoring room located in the 12th Division was not designed for this course.

"It's really rare."

The wheel under Shutara Senjumaru's feet made a subtle sound as it slid across the stone brick floor.

The classical beauty extended a metal bone hand from behind her, lightly covering her lips. Her narrow eyes glanced sideways at Fujimiya, who was concentrating on watching the screen, with a hint of mockery in her eyes:

"In all these years, this is the first time I've seen Cheng Jun care so much about a child."

"If Kiryuu saw this, he'd probably get jealous."

Fujimiya Makoto didn't care about Senjumaru's little yin and yang at all. He tore open the mochi snack on the table and took a bite. He pulled out a long strip of the sticky paste, revealing the sweet red bean paste inside.

However, even if he had food in his mouth, he couldn't shut his mouth.

"Isn't that natural?"

"If it weren't for this old vinegar, who would make this plate of dumplings?"

Although the time is still short, only a few years.

But many times it only takes a short time to see the effect of some deliberate guidance.

"To put those little ones in such a dangerous place."

"Don't worry."

"Of course." Fujimiya Makoto said complacently, as if he had been praised by someone, "That's Sosuke."

"I don't remember any praise for Cheng Jun in what I said just now."

"Just say it!"

Senjumaru didn't continue arguing with him. He stretched out a bony hand in a very familiar manner and snatched a piece of Kiryu's special festival mochi that had never been touched from Fujimiya Makoto's mouth. He took a small bite of it under the copper-bell-like eyes of a stingy guy.

Kiryu's craftsmanship is as outstanding as ever.

Unfortunately.

Senjumaru glanced at Fujimiya Makoto with increasing dissatisfaction.

She was clearly a little girl that they took turns raising, but every time they made snacks, it was only Chengjun's share, and had nothing to do with her.

What a biased child.

Senjumaru bit off half of the mochi in one bite, and his seemingly elegant and gentle smile revealed a different meaning.

It seems that I need to keep the child with me more often to develop a good relationship with him.

"By the way, what should we do with this guy?"

"Do you need any more information?"

Since the day before yesterday, she has been stuffing a large piece of garbage into her lounge. It's not a big deal.

She ate slowly while turning her head to look at the man who was tied up in a cage no more than 1.4 meters high. He was still wearing a death suit and was obviously curled up, but he was still sleeping as soundly as a baby.

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at it and said casually:

"Not urgent."

"Let's finish watching this one first."

......

"Ah."

Miss Hikifune, who was working overtime in a laboratory somewhere, couldn't help but sneeze softly.

Then he hurriedly covered his mouth and stared at the petri dish in front of him. Fortunately, he remembered that he was wearing a full set of protective equipment, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Who is it? It's so scary.

......

"The third target point has been found!"

In the dense forest, Yamada Seinosuke, dressed in a blue and white academy uniform, spoke in a clear voice and swiftly shot from the treetops to the ground where the target glass ball was.

As the palm passed through, it carried the spirit particles and tapped the surface of the glass ball lightly, and the word "one" appeared inside the ball.

“I’m the first one this time!”

His voice traveled through the invisible space, connecting with Aizen and Heiko's team, and Heiko's signature shouting could be heard in his ears.

"There are only three of us and you're already so arrogant! If it weren't for that bastard Sosuke breaking up the triangle formation, I would have already..."

After only a few complaints, Hirako was forcibly restrained by the caster of the "Talking with Foxes" technique.

"If this is just small talk, please save some of your Reiatsu for me, Hirako."

Although it was a low-level binding technique with a sequence number of twenty-three, used for maintaining short-distance communication, it was still quite exhausting for ordinary Shinigami to maintain a multi-person connection for a long time.

Of course, this is not the case for Aizen Sosuke.

He just didn't want to listen to Pingzi's loud voice chattering in his mental space.

"Who made me the arrowhead today?"

Unfortunately, after Yamada Seinosuke found out that Hirako was "silenced", he became even more proud.

The first team of students to check in on the target will score five points higher than the second place.

If he can continue like this this semester, his graduation grade for this academic year will be at least a B+, which is enough to apply for a scholarship.

"I don't remember organizing this formation just to show off to you."

However, Aizen's words immediately calmed down the complacent Yamada Seinosuke, who immediately replied: "Ahem, no hostile spiritual pressure was detected within three kilometers ahead."

"The preset fourth target path is passable."

"receive."

Sporadic feedback from junior students soon reached the communication channel.

Aizen was guarding the flank, maintaining the marching formation of the team behind him while quickly sensing the spiritual pressure reactions around him.

Because there is a high possibility of sudden attacks during the field training course, in order to protect his team from damage, Aizen pulled Hirako and Yamada into his team at the beginning of the course.

As long as there are other people leading the way, he can at least obtain the relevant intelligence before being attacked.