The first team building of the Protectorate, the swordsmanship dojo......

It can be regarded as the most luxurious dojo in the thirteenth team of the court, whether it is the wood on the floor or the display in the dojo, it is far from being comparable to the swordsmanship dojo of the eleventh team building......

However, there were not too many soldiers who came to the dojo to train in this vast sword dojo, and as far as the eye could see, there was only one person standing on the wooden floor in the empty dojo, like a tireless machine, constantly waving the wooden sword in his hand! Sweating ......

This person is none other than the leader of the first team of the Protectorate, and he is also the captain of the thirteenth team of the Protectorate, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku! Since Araki admonished Yamamoto about the dangers and dangers of the Exterminator a few months ago, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, who is the chief captain of the 13th Imperial Court Team, has not gone out of this dojo, and he is constantly training and improving himself, so that his body is in the most suitable state for battle......

However, with a cold spiritual pressure, through the ventilated windows of the dojo, it blew into the dojo with the breeze! It was as if he was always tireless, constantly waving the wooden knife in his hand, and the captain of the Thirteenth Guardian Team, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, seemed to notice something, and he suddenly stopped his constant swinging of the knife......

"This spiritual pressure is from Chojiro and Araki?!"

Yuan Liuzhai put down the wooden knife in his hand, picked up the towel wrapped around his neck, gently wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and came all the way to the edge of the dojo, looking into the distance through the window used for ventilation at the edge of the dojo.

"Chojiro, is this a swastika? But there is a high probability that Chojiro will still lose to Araki's little ghost! ”

"I just hope that Chojiro can gain something with the help of that little ghost in Araki!"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku's eyes were like torches, he looked into the distance, shrouded in the sky above the eleventh team building, the overwhelming dark clouds, and in an instant, he understood almost what was happening outside.

Although Yuan Yanagisai is always moody on weekdays, no matter who he treats, he is extremely harsh, but in private he is still very optimistic about Minister Jiro, and at the same time, he also hopes that Minister Jiro can find his own way to become stronger......

On the other side, the eleventh team building, in the open space outside the swordsmanship dojo.

As Araki disarmed Minister Jiro and took away Minister Jiro's sword, the dark clouds in the sky of the eleventh team team that had been summoned by Minister Jiro's sword gradually dissipated......

"Do you want to continue?!"

Araki held the sword he had snatched from the Sparrow Minister Jiro's hand, and asked the Sparrow Minister Jiro who had fallen to the ground.

"Don't fight, don't fight......"

After listening to Araki's words, Minister Jiro shook his head again and again.

Nonsense, he even took away the sword from Araki, and he didn't have a swastika to fight Araki, what else did he use to fight Araki? Leaning on the head iron?

"You can't do this! ...... of the finches"

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you're still pulling ...... like this"

Araki was slightly disappointed when he heard the finch admit defeat......

Immediately afterwards, Araki threw back the sword that had been snatched from the finch in his hand, and the finch was still lying on the ground.

"Poof!"

I saw that the slashing knife thrown by Araki kept flipping in the sky, and cut an incomparably graceful arc, and then inserted it into the soil less than five centimeters away from the most important 'little brother' of the finch!

"Araki, be careful! Near, my brother is dying! ”

The finch looked at the slashing knife that emitted a cold light and inserted half a foot into the soil, and his face turned pale with shock.

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

"Anyway, you don't need that thing, so you might as well cut it~"

"In this way, you can concentrate more on improving yourself......"

Araki said, turning around and walking towards Team Eleven's team building.

"Hey! A few of you, I've seen enough, I've gone back to training~"

Before leaving, Araki hadn't forgotten and reminded the group of soldiers of the 11th team who had peeked at him fighting with the Sparrow to immediately go back to the dojo to train.

"Okay, Captain Araki! You walk slowly......"

The eleventh team, who had been silent since Araki's fight with the farrow, tried their best to reduce their sense of existence and pretended not to exist, and after hearing Araki's words, they got up from the ground one after another, straightened up, and bowed to Araki at a ninety-degree level.

The eleventh team members bent their waists like right angles......

"Hmmm......"

Hearing this, Araki nodded slightly, stopped looking at the group of members of the 11th team, and walked towards the head room of the 11th team that he used to take a nap.

"...... Araki"

"We're not done with our training yet, are we?!"

Seeing that Araki was leaving, he suddenly became anxious, and he still wanted to let Araki continue to train him!

"You're too weak, even if I train you, you won't get any ...... to grow"

"And my way of fighting, it's not for you! If you fight my way, you'll probably die faster on the battlefield! ”

Hearing this, Araki finally stopped, and he turned sideways to look at the dusty finches, and spoke helplessly.

"Really?!"

After listening to Araki's words, the finch looked slightly stunned, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, the thousand words in his heart were only reduced to two words.

Yes, originally the finch department still wanted to refute Araki a few words! He didn't think that he couldn't learn Araki's fighting skills, even if he didn't have talent and needed to put in a thousand, ten thousand times the effort, he would learn to show Araki......

However, when the finch remembered that just now when he was fighting Araki, he obviously stabbed Araki's body with the sword in his hand, but Araki was unharmed, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth again, and he really couldn't learn that technique.

No, it can't be called a skill anymore, it's like some kind of unbelievable magic skill......

"Finch, I think you should choose to fight the enemy head-on, just like us and the others! It's better to maximize the advantages of your own slashing knife! Take advantage of the rapid nature of your slashing knife and do the work of assassination in the back! ”

"Anyway, once the enemy is really strong enough to need your team to participate in the battle! The battlefield in front of the Ichiban team is also a stage for the old man of the mountain, the enemy that the old man can handle, you soldiers of the Ibanban team will only get in the way, and the enemy that the old man can't handle, even if you gather the strength of all the soldiers of your team, you can't defeat it! ”

"Therefore, I think you might as well take advantage of the fact that the old man of the mountain is the sun to attract firepower, and like a shadow, go around behind the enemy, and then use the thunderous speed brought by your sword to instantly pierce the enemy's heart! Surprise and bless the enemy~"

Araki analyzed the characteristics of the Sparrow's sword.

"Like a shadow, detour behind the enemy and attack?!"

"I see! I finally got it! ”

After listening to Araki's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have captured some essence.

Maybe even Araki himself didn't expect that he was just mentioning one or two of the Sparrow Department based on the memories of his previous life, but he created the birth of the first sixth backstabbing king in the corpse soul world.

"If only you understood."

Araki looked at the confident appearance of the finch and nodded slightly.

"But the Sparrow, your instantaneous step, white fight, ghost path, and slashing technique, you can't fall behind in cultivation because the performance of the slashing sword is good enough! I think the old man should have told you that the most basic ability of the god of death is not in the sword slashing, but in the cultivation of his four foundations......"

Immediately afterward, Araki seemed to think of something again, and reminded the farrow.

"I see!"

Hearing this, he recalled his powerless 'ugly' appearance after his slashing sword was disarmed by Araki, and immediately nodded seriously, he decided that he must not fall behind in the cultivation of the foundation of the god of death in the future, and the next time he encountered the situation where his slashing sword was disarmed, he would definitely not be so embarrassed.

"Araki, regarding the training of 'slashing', 'fist', 'walking' and 'ghost', can you be my instructor? I think that if I can get your help, my basic ability will definitely improve by leaps and bounds......"

After making up his mind to practice 'Chop, Fist, Go, Ghost', he sent out an invitation to Araki, hoping that Araki could become his coach for the four foundations of the Shinigami.

"Forget my words~"

"But I found you a better teacher than me~"

"After all, you and I are good brothers! No thanks......"

When Araki mentioned the phrase 'a better teacher than me', he couldn't help but show a slightly playful and somewhat pitying look at the farrow......

As Araki finished speaking, he turned around and walked away without looking back. He Araki is kind-hearted, and he can't see other people's blood flowing like a river! So I just didn't look at it......

"A better instructor than Araki?!"

After listening to Araki's words, the director of the finch Jiro was stunned, he really couldn't imagine that among the eleven teams, there was any team member whose teaching ability was better than Araki......

"Allah~"

"Isn't this the vice-captain of the finch department? I didn't expect us to meet again~"

Just when the finch looked slightly stunned and a wave of doubt rose in his heart, a gentle female voice slowly sounded from the right front of the finch department.

"Are you...... Uno Hana Vice Captain?! ”

The finch looked at the visitor and subconsciously said hello.

Immediately afterward, the finch suddenly noticed the slightest bit of something wrong, and the alarm bell in his heart roared, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart.

"Which, Captain Uno Hana, may I ask you a question! I don't know what Captain Araki just said, when will the coach who is better than him come? ”

In fact, at this moment, the finch has already guessed what awaits him next.

But deep down in the heart of the finch minister, Jiro has a strong desire for life! The incomparably strong desire to survive made him unable to believe that what he was thinking was the truth.

"Ah~"

"Vice Captain of the Sparrow Department, you are laughing~"

"Isn't the person in charge of training you to slash your fists and ghosts stand in front of you?"

Hearing this, Uno Hana Lie showed a slightly weird smile at the finch......

I saw that Mao Zhihualie gently untied his long hair, and suddenly a jet-black hair like ink fell down along Mao Zhihualie's snow-white long neck......

It was also at the moment when Mao Zhihualie untied her long hair, her temperament changed suddenly, and the originally gentle and watery Mao Zhihualie seemed to have turned into a bloody rakshasa!

Yes, the person in charge of teaching the four foundations of the Grim Reaper of the Sparrow Department is none other than the former Sword Eight Mao Flower Lie.

"Are I in a hurry to go back now?!"

The Minister of Sparrow, Jiro, looked at the first-generation Kenpachi in front of him, who was full of bloody ink, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Suddenly, Minister Jiro regretted that he had come to the 11th team to train with Araki!

"Come on! Don't die! Sparrow Minister Jiro! ”

On the other side, after Araki returned to the first room of his team, he did not lie directly on the sofa to take a nap, but mourned for three seconds for his dear dear friend Minister Jiro!

"Thank you! Araki! ”

On the other side, Minister Jiro looked at the sea of blood covering the ground in front of him and showed an extremely ugly smile.