"You take the captain and vice-captain too simply, they are as powerful as monsters! I'm confident, but I'm not arrogant enough to replace them. "The shooting range raised his head and looked up at the sky, the pirate who didn't want to be the Hokage was not a good death, he had never rejected his ambitions, and he had enough self-knowledge. Even if there are vacancies in these positions now, it will not be his turn to sit there. However, he was not discouraged, he was patient and convinced that one day he would become one of the thirteen.

"So you want to hone yourself in Team Eleven?"

"Yes! There's no better place to hone me than the Eleventh Brigade at the forefront of the battle. ”

"Then I will wish you success first, if you are injured one day, you can come to me, and I will help you heal."

"Can't you just say a blessing or something like that? If I could, I wouldn't want to go to the fourth team, and I won't comment on your level of medical care for the time being. ”

"You didn't hear your words well there! And you said before that the captain and vice captain are as strong as monsters, can I understand that, your mother...... Lady Shooting Field is a monster in your eyes? ”

"Huh!? How can you understand that? This is clearly taken out of context......"

"The next time I meet my aunt, tell her this sentence as it is."

“……”

In the mutual ridicule of the two, the teacher who presided over the ceremony soon announced that the graduation ceremony was about to begin. In the center of the No. 1 training ground, the six returning students who graduated this year stood in a neat formation and lined up in a square line. A bunch of people had gathered around, and the number was still increasing, and soon all the students of the entire academy came over, and there was a lot of water around the inner and outer floors.

After the teacher who presided over the ceremony said a few words that did not hurt or itch, he invited the most heavyweight of the day to come up. Seeing the four captains on stage, the crowd suddenly surged, wanting to squeeze to the front, and the messy scene was like a fan meeting.

The leader is a bald old man with his eyes lowered and seems to be kind and kind. On the right side of the head there is a cross-type scar, long white eyebrows, and a well-manicured white beard with a purple band that reaches to the waist. Inside, he wears the Grim Reaper's exclusive Death Tyrant outfit, and on the outside, he wears the feather weave of the captain of the Ichiban team, and holds a wooden cane with his hands together.

Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku!

The founder and captain of the thirteen teams of the Protectors, and the captain of the first team, is also the founder of the Mao Spiritual Academy, and the first headmaster, who has absolute authority in the corpse soul world, and is also the supreme commander of the thirteen teams of the Guardian Court. His life is almost equivalent to the history of the Corpse Soul Realm, and he is known as the strongest Grim Reaper in the Corpse Soul Realm.

Slashing fists and ghosts, the four major skills of the god of death have reached the extreme, and the most terrifying thing is his slashing knife - flowing blades like fire! It has the highest attack power and combat power of all the slashing knives in the Corpse Soul Realm, and it is the strongest and oldest of the hot ones! After being dissolved, its power is enough to evaporate the water in the Corpse Soul Realm little by little, and it is a slashing knife that can destroy the entire Corpse Soul Realm.

The three captains behind him are the captain of the fourth team, Uno Hanari, the captain of the eighth team, Kyoraku Harusui, and the captain of the eleventh team, the tenth generation of Kenpachi - Oni Yancheng Kenpachi.

"Today's children are so enthusiastic! However, they are so lively...... The old man will be angry. Isn't that right, Captain Unohana? Listening to the shouts and screams coming from the crowd, the uncle's Jingle Chunshui pulled the hat on the top of his head and asked the quiet and silent U Zhihua Lie beside him.

Jingle Chunshui has an embarrassing beard, two fancy hairpins, and the captain Haori also wears a pink fancy coat...... Quite agitated. All in all, this is a man with a story, and maybe there are a lot of jokes.

U no Flower Lie ignored it, still quietly looking ahead. After eating a closed door in front of the old-timers, Jingle Chunshui shrugged his shoulders and looked at the other side, and the ghost Yancheng Jian Bazheng glanced at the crowd aimlessly, and he also looked like he didn't want to answer.

"Really, why is Ukitake in poor health today? Why did he ask me to help him with his shift? Jingle Chunshui sighed, what he wanted to do most now when he hated work was to find a shady place to lie down and sleep beautifully.

"Boom! Boom! ”

The captain slammed his crutches on the ground twice, and only then did he open his eyes and whisper slowly, "Today is the day of your graduation and the first day you become a god of death...... Let me briefly say two words......"

"Let's go...... Let's ......."

"Why am I here for this ceremony?" Jingle Chunshui sighed, as the first student to become the captain among the graduates of the Mao Spiritual Academy, and also one of the favorite disciples of the captain. He is well aware of the unique hobby of the captain, every time the graduation season of the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts, the old man will come to the scene regardless of the wind or rain, and he has never been absent once in the past two thousand years, in order to have a vigorous graduation speech.

At this moment, Jingle Chunshui finally knew why Ukitake was suddenly in poor health, why Captain Unohana had a dead face, and why Ghost Yancheng Kenpachi would ...... Well, this is no longer in the picture!

At this moment, Jingle Chunshui remembered the nightmare that had once dominated all the gods of death in the Lingling Court for thousands of years, that is...... The captain's speech lasted for more than two hours!

"Well! The new blood of the entire Lingling Court was terrified of a thousand years of horror...... It's time for you fledgling kids to see for yourself! "As a devastated person, Jingle Chunshui has the psychology of 'I'm not happy, don't think about being happy', and he looks lively. Not to mention, with a different way of thinking, the captain's words are no longer so noisy!

"Isn't the captain's speech different every year?" Duke secretly asked the shooting range beside him, he had been watching the previous graduation ceremonies from a distance, and found that the captain had left with a long and hard speech, and he really didn't pay much attention to the content.

"Actually, every graduation speech in the past six years has been different...... "The shooting scene was excited, and admired: "It's really amazing to be the captain of the 13th team!" ”

"Isn't that amazing?" Duke rolled his eyes, young man, you are too sweet, where did the captain of the day have the time to prepare the speech, presumably someone must have taken care of these clerical tasks for him. Leader! Just sign it. Secretaries ...... The vice-captain does it, and there is nothing to do the vice-team...... Ahem!

"If you think about it, the Central Spiritual Academy has been established for almost two thousand years, and if the speech of the chief captain is different every time...... What does that mean...... Moreover, the lecture was given in an unscripted state. "The shooting range suddenly adored beyond measure.

"That's amazing!" Duke was also shocked, not by the captain of the chief who had written his 2,000-year-long unscripted speech, but by the vice-captain who had written the 2,000-year-old speech. The vice captain of the Ichiban team, Minister Jiro, really didn't show up. In the future, it must be because the body is hollowed out due to long-term code words, it must be so!

Jingle Harusui, who has good ears, heard the conversation between Duke and the shooting range below, and secretly smiled. What do the two rookies know, the old man has a total of six speeches on hand, and there is a reincarnation every six years, of course you haven't heard of it.

And so it was two hours...... At a time when there is nothing to love in all life, the captain ended today's speech with a hoarse voice.

"Hooray, it's finally over, long live the captain!"

"Woo...... I want to go home! I miss my mom! ”

"Hahaha......"

"Oh no, Yamada-san's crazy......"

"Ahh Someone is incontinent......"

There was a lot of chatter, and the crowd was in a mess. On the stage, seeing the students crying with joy and shedding sincere tears, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: I take time out to attend the graduation ceremony every year It is really a wise decision, I think everyone will love the Lingting Court even more after listening to my speech, and I am relieved to see them join the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court with such passionate enthusiasm!

"Shooting range, you're right, the captain is really ...... It's amazing! Duke held on to his feet and stopped his still shaking feet.

"What do you say...... I couldn't hear clearly, I seemed to see my grandmother just now...... I'm talking to her! It's so strange, why did you turn your face into you? Hey, what's wrong with everyone? The shooting range came back to his senses, saw the various situations around him, and wondered.

"It's nothing...... the corners of Duke's mouth twitched, and he persuaded, "If you are looking at your grandmother next time, help me say hello to her old man, and ...... If you can't talk to her, try not to say it, if you can't do it, just make a long story short. ”

"Okay, I'll say hello to you next time. It is said that every time I hear the captain give a speech, I will meet my grandmother...... What a faux pas! "I was very disappointed not to hear the full speech at the shooting range, and I was very ashamed of my desertion.

"You're going to be an amazing man, I'm serious, Shooting Range!" Duke gave a thumbs up, his lips still a little pale. For six consecutive years, you have been hovering in the dying of life and death, and you can survive every time, and your vitality in the shooting field is comparable to Xiaoqiang, just rush this, and if you don't support the wall in the future, you will be served.

"Ahh What the hell is going on......" The shooting range has not slowed down, I don't know why.

After the captain finished his tearful speech, the six students who had completed the course followed the four captains to the closed No. 7 training ground under the leadership of the gods of death of each team. Here, they will apply to Xinyi's team to join the team, and be reviewed by each team, and if they succeed, they will become a glorious god of death today. If they fail, then they have two ways to go, one is to go back to school to re-study and wait for the next year, and the other is to be directly sent out of the Lingling Court and return to Soul Street. Of course, as long as the talent is not so bad that it is sensational, or it is a rotten person who does not learn and has no skills, he will generally not encounter the second treatment, at least Duke has never heard of anyone being sent back to Wandering Soul Street. Of course, those noble children who eat and wait for death are not within the rules, these noble children come to the academy purely to mix diplomas, and they will not risk their lives to become the god of death. In the Corpse Soul Realm, there are other professions to do besides the Grim Reaper, and the huge Corpse Soul Realm is the same as the human world, and there is no shortage of three hundred and sixty lines. If it is mixed well, it is not impossible to enter the central forty-sixth room.