In the face of the invitation, the corners of Ichimarugin's mouth were raised, and his narrow pupils narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see the change in his eyes at all.

"Captain Tracing the Wind, you have to be merciful!"

There is no trace of sincerity in the hypocritical words.

"Well, this kind of thing, it should be your subordinates who are merciful."

Su Feng stretched, "I'm ashamed to say that as the captain, I haven't mastered the swastika yet. ”

"It's a bit reluctant to rely on the first solution."

During the conversation, the two of them flashed from the high platform and appeared in the center of the dojo at the same time.

At this time, the dojo was empty, and even the Shinigami and the students who had watched the battle before were moved to the audience on the side.

At the same time, in the sky above the dojo, there is also the opening of the ghost path enchantment, so as to avoid the bad impact caused by the outbreak of spiritual pressure.

"Vice Captain Ichimaru Gin, please give full play to your strength in this assessment battle, and the captains will judge whether you are qualified to be the captain based on your performance."

"If necessary, you can perform the slashing sword!"

The words of Minister Jiro of the Sparrow are the meaning of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, and they are also the result of the deliberations of several captains.

"The assessment begins!"

"Captain Tracing the Wind, please advise."

Ichimaru Silver restrained his smile a little and straightened his attitude, "Be careful!" ”

"Shoot him, Sharpshooter!"

At the beginning of the explanation, above the dojo, a dazzling white light flashed, and the air was filled with high temperature caused by high-speed friction.

Wow –

It wasn't until the moment when the sharp blade was about to touch the wind that the sound of the knife was belated.

Tracing the wind retreated instantly, and at the same time, he pulled out the slashing knife at his waist with his backhand and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Bite!

The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding sounded above the dojo, and seeing this, everyone outside the dojo couldn't help but widen their eyes.

On the blade of the narrow slashing sword, a cold light several meters long bloomed, and the end of the light was tightly held in the hand of Ichimaru Gin.

The tip of the knife is pointed on the blade, forming a rather strange scene.

The captains weren't too surprised, Ichimaru Gin's spear was no secret to them as it had been shown many times in battle.

On the contrary, the faces of the courtyard students and the gods of death were full of shock, and their eyes widened one after another, for fear of missing the details.

This may be their only chance to watch the captain unleash the slashing blade.

The Wind Trace arm shook slightly, and the power and spiritual pressure burst out at the same time, instantly forcing the elongated spear back.

Before Ichimaru Silver could react, Lan Yin raised it high and immediately slashed down, and the crescent-shaped sword pressure fell to Ichimaru Yin's position along with the recovered Lan Yin.

Rumble!

Above the dojo, billowing smoke and dust were raised.

In the first temptation, the two sides did not find out each other's strength.

But from the point of view of prudence, both of them are wary of each other.

Su Feng has never underestimated any Grim Reaper with captain-level strength.

In the face of old silver coins like Ichimaru Silver, I am even more vigilant.

In case this guy can't think of it, give him a shot of a sharpshooter fragment, and I'm afraid that Su Feng will return to the arms of hell.

The light flickered one after another on the dojo.

Standing on the edge of the dojo, Ichimaru Silver unleashed the spear one after another in the way of leaning back to the ghost path enchantment, and its momentum was so rapid that it almost formed a gorgeous light curtain on the dojo.

Su Feng constantly swung his sword to resist, and stabbed all the incoming spears at a delicate angle, all of which were resisted outside his body.

For a while, the dojo was filled with the sound of gold and iron, as if composing a high symphony.

I have to say.

Compared to opponents such as Tosenyao and Kazuhiro Takehara, Ichimaru Gin's fighting style is completely different.

Each of his slashes seemed cautious, like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, and it exploded instantly when it saw the right time.

If Su Feng was still the previous ten-dan of the sword, he would inevitably fall into a scorching battle situation.

It's nowhere near as easy as it is now.

"Vice Captain Ichimaru, let's show real strength."

As an assessor, Su Feng has no hard indicators for winning or losing, "If you only have this level, it will be difficult for me to let you pass the assessment." ”

"Ah, Captain Tracer's defenses are really airtight."

Ichimaru Silver stood with his knife sitting, the corners of his black clothes stained with a little dust, and the spiritual pressure lingered all around.

"Say it in advance, my swastika speed is very fast, be careful."

"Captain Windtrace!"

As he spoke, Ichimaru Silver held the hilt of the knife with both hands, the end facing his chest, and his slightly narrowed eyes stared at Sufeng at the other end of the dojo.

"Solution—"

"God Kill Gun!"

Scold!

Before the words fell, the brilliant sword light flashed in mid-air, and between the lightning and flint, a brilliant blade burst out in Ichimaru Gin's hand, and the rapid speed even exceeded the limit of vision.

At this moment, it was as if the air had been cut open in an instant.

Sufeng seemed to have predicted this, and before Ichimaru Silver released the swastika, he cast an instantaneous step to dodge the attack with an undetectable gap.

Rumble!

Above the sky, the ghost path barrier of the dojo was instantly defeated, and a huge hole appeared in the sky above the barrier.

The sharp tip of the knife appeared at the end of the sky.

The moment the spiritual pressure converged, it flashed back at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and turned into an ordinary short knife again, which was held in his hand.

"Ahh

There was a hint of apology in Ichimarugin's tone, "I beg your pardon, Captain Tracing the Wind, my control of the swastika is not perfect enough. ”

"That's enough."

Su Feng commented, "The speed of the swastika shooting is dozens of times that of the first solution. ”

"If I hadn't anticipated it, I would have been hurt by it."

His words were quite sincere, without the slightest adulteration.

In the case of similar spiritual pressure, Ichimaru Silver took out the swastika solution, and he was not even prepared for the first solution, and he was not killed in seconds at the first time, because Su Feng was familiar with the ability of the slashing sword divine spear.

"If it's just a captain's test, you should be qualified by now."

Tracing the wind sideways, he glanced at the high platform, and Yamamoto Motoyanagisai looked at the dojo expressionlessly.

Apparently.

The captain had no intention of stopping, perhaps because the strength shown by Ichimaru Silver was not enough to satisfy him.

"It's a nuisance." Su Feng gently shook the Lan Yin in his hand, and a violent wind suddenly set off on the dojo, "If the old man doesn't speak, this assessment battle can't end." ”

"Vice Captain Ichimaru, please be careful, I'm going to get real next."

The hunting wind howled in the sky, and the spacious dojo was full of the shadow of the wind, which directly turned into the field of wind.

Fighting in such a narrow realm, Wind Tracing has a unique advantage.

The mighty spiritual pressure exploded, condensed into a pillar of light and soared into the sky, landing on the ghost path barrier, and suddenly made a tooth-aching creaking sound.

Su Feng held Lan Yin in his hand and met the provocation:

"Slash the Void!"

(End of chapter)