Mao Spiritual Academy Training Ground.

"Hey, I'm not dead, I'll step over your corpse if I'm dead." The long black straight hair of No. 360 had been tied up, and he was squatting on the three general divisions, and his somewhat disobedient eyes blinked one after another.

The general secretary of Sanjo lay on the ground aggrievedly, and when he remembered that he had just gotten carried away and said the bold words, he was even more embarrassed to raise his face.

Obviously, I have worked hard, why is the gap so big.

White fighting, ghost path, swordsmanship, three points completely crushed, and the three general directors who were full of ambition because of the re-meeting with Hanyu Michizo were hammered.

Not to mention three, the other four students were also confused.

The name of the three general divisions, they know, the first person in the three rebirths, cultivates for more than ten hours a day.

And isn't number 360 at the bottom of the class?

Isn't it something that can't be done, the first place in the gas teacher?

Being late and absent from school is considered a good student mode.

Paint the lake under the seat of the classmate and teacher, and put bugs in the ordinary mode.

She's so strong.

In the past six months, the righteous soul has been completely established, and at the same time, it has joined the Grim Reaper battle system.

However, the run-in between the Righteous Soul Legion and the Grim Reaper is not good.

It's not just discrimination, or only a small part of it stems from the Grim Reaper's discrimination against righteous souls.

More or more unbearable.

Every time they fight, their comrades-in-arms around them are gambling with their lives, and if the battle situation is slightly weak, the righteous souls will use some desperate moves.

There is no way, because the birth of the righteous soul was meant to play such a role.

After a long time, which god of death can accept it.

And in order to expand their influence, some righteous souls who were carefully selected by Tsunayoyo began to infiltrate the Mao Spiritual Academy.

Insiders look at the doorway.

Just now, No. 360 and Sanjo General Division, that sword attack, even Hanyu Dao San's heart moved.

Although Dao San is not good at kendo, he can also see that the 360th sword is extraordinary.

No. 360 seemed to notice Hanyu Michizo's eyes, and cocked his nose proudly, "Does Hanyu-sensei know about Yachiryu?" ”

Eight thousand streams?

Hanyu Michizo's head naturally thought of the pink-haired Lori with her little feet and couldn't remember people's names.

"Eight thousand streams, learned the eight thousand schools of sword dao in the Three Realms, and killed countless beings, so it is called eight thousand streams."

The students were also shocked, and Hanyu Michizo was also shocked.

The students were shocked that there was such a character.

Hanyu was shocked, that milky voice, pink-haired loli is so terrifying?

The eight thousand streams are very strong, and Hanyu Michizo can feel it, but he has killed countless such ......

Imagine the scene of Yachiryu holding his little hands behind his back, smiling cruelly, and then seeing corpses all over the field in front of him.

Hanyu thinks it's really possible!

Also, mixed around Kenpachi, how can it be harmless to humans and animals.

Don't blame Michizo, Hanyu Michizo usually cultivates and reads, but the other Eight Thousand Streams who have killed countless beings are too old, and Hanyu Michizo is not at all able to come into contact with them.

But I have some insight. ’

Number 360 said secretly and pointed at himself, "When I was born, my soul was edited with the sword instinct of the Eight Thousand Streams, and it was completely a weakened copy of the Eight Thousand Streams. ”

"Hiss......"

Looking at the arrogant appearance of No. 360, the students were also exclaiming.

The Tsunayoyo family has been able to do this?

Although, the battle is mainly based on spiritual pressure, but if the skills and experience of the strong can be edited in the body of the righteous soul, how strong will the righteous soul army of the Tsunaya Dynasty be!

And as people of insight, there are a few people who have realized the disadvantages of the righteous soul technology.

If the Righteous Soul technique continues to develop, the Jingling Court will really be dominated by their group of people.

If the righteous soul who is not afraid of death launches a rebellion, what will become of the corpse soul world?

As for the performance of No. 360, Dao San nodded, and he also felt a pressure.

"Hanyu-sensei."

Following the voice, Hanyu looked at the person who was speaking.

She is an aristocratic girl, and the original Xia Dalu Liyue Ji is more like the eldest lady of the current consortium family.

The female student in front of her was obviously wearing a student's standard dress, but she had some aristocratic decorations on her head, but her demeanor was very good.

There was even a circle around her, and the gap between her and the surrounding students was like mud.

"Hanyu-sensei, I also hope that you can defeat the three hundred and sixty with kendo and prove that you can really be our kendo teacher."

The female student did not shy away from speaking.

Dao San glanced at her, do you think I want to be your teacher?

He couldn't be happy if he could get paid for nothing.

Even, it's okay to be locked up in that luxurious prison in Room 46.

Eat and eat, drink and drink, and there is no pressure.

"Hanyu-sensei, you agree with Princess Kyohime."

"Hanyu-sama, if you're as strong as you, you shouldn't be afraid of losing."

"Hanyu-sensei, if you don't agree, we won't agree to you as our kendo teacher."

Not to mention that Hanyu Michizo has lost the trust of the thirteenth team and has been relegated to the Mao Spiritual Academy.

Even when Hanyu Michizo was in full swing, there were still people who dared to degrade Hanyu Michizo and flatter the Tsunayo family.

"Hanyu-sensei wants to point me out?" Number 360 shows off his big white legs.

Although he didn't know who Kyohime was, Hanyu didn't hesitate much, every time.

In the world of Jingling Ting, in the end, it still has to rely on strength to prove itself.

Wasn't that the same when I joined the second team?

Hanyu Michi-3 and No. 360 each held wooden knives,-for-tat.

"Drink!"

No. 360 doesn't talk about morality, and draws the knife directly.

Kendo is now generally played by nobles, and simple kendo competitions are generally done first.

The wooden knife was on the light side, and Hanyu Michizo was actually a little unaccustomed to it, especially since he had just been locked up in Room Forty-Six for three months.

The knife of No. 360 was quite fast, and it was Hanyu Michizo's side waist.

Dao San easily dodged it.

Kendo competition, no spiritual pressure, the competition is skill.

But strength, reactions, vision, these are things that cannot be concealed.

The sword of No. 360 has been done quite impressively.

"Be careful, Hanyu-sensei."

Hanyu Michizo was not in a hurry, his backhand crackled, and the wooden sword went straight to the wrist of the three hundred and sixty.

At this rate, it must have been Hanyu Michizo who hit his wrist first.

No. 360 knew that he had no choice but to backhand, and turned from attack to defense, wanting to block Hanyu Michizo's blow.

"Smack."

In terms of strength, the difference in physical fitness is irreconcilable, and with one knife, the wooden knife of No. 360 falls.

"Hanyu-sensei, if you rely solely on strength, then this fight is meaningless, after all, you are the former captain of Hanyu."

This time, the sound was a little annoying.