"Well, it's a success in breaking noodles."

Ichimaru looked at the works of himself and others with satisfaction, "It can be called perfect." ”

"Silver, to correct a point, there is no such thing as perfection in the world."

Aizen put down the blood-stained scalpel, a gentle smile appeared on his thick face, and the eyes behind the lenses shone with a little depth.

"Captain Nirvana once said that perfection means absolute failure."

"Whether it is the Grim Reaper, the Great Void, or the Broken Face and the Mask that merge the two powers, when they are advertised as perfect, they are already doomed to the fate of failure."

Geo Wieg remained on his side, feeling the tremendous power that was constantly flowing in his body, and gradually, his eyes glowed with a bit of obsession.

That's right, that's it!

This is the power that the real Great Void should have, and this is the original destiny of my Lord Geo Wigger!

Stupid Grim Reaper, you have no idea what you have done!

What you have done has angered a sleeping beast!

The rising pressure makes the metal operating table crunch.

In this regard, Aizen and others did not take it to heart.

In the process of the face-breaking experiment, the consumption of the operating table is not much less than that of the big void.

It's just a small price to pay on the road to success.

Compared to those unnecessary sacrifices, a few operating tables are nothing at all.

"Geo Wig, please release your spiritual pressure with all your might."

Aizen smiled and said, "I need to record the relevant data to facilitate the next face-breaking experiment." ”

As soon as these words came out, a hideous and murderous smile suddenly appeared on Geo Weig's face:

"Okay."

As the words fell, the muscles around his body suddenly swelled, and the green tendons squirmed frantically under his skin and flesh like a small snake, and a large amount of blood filled his body, like blowing up a balloon, instantly magnified several times.

The overwhelmed operating table suddenly collapsed, and the shackles that had imprisoned Geo Weig were torn apart by it, and his burly body stood in front of Aizen like a hill.

"You don't even know what you're doing, stupid Grim Reaper!"

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

I saw two huge palms the size of a pu fan, suddenly striking towards the location where Aizen was, and the violent air currents escaped and rushed between the fingers, turning into a violent wind to blow away the tattered ruins around them.

"After gaining several times the strength before, does your confidence suddenly swell?"

In the face of the sudden attack, Aizen stood in place, not making the slightest movement, as if what was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Just as the attack was about to fall on him.

Buzz –

The terrifying spiritual pressure like the sky fell violently, and the gravity seemed to have multiplied dozens or even a hundred times in an instant, and Geo Weig's mountain-like body slammed to the ground, directly smashing the white stone floor into a huge depression.

Little by little, the feeling of suffocation ate away at what few of his sanities, and instinctive fear poured out like a flood that burst the embankment, instantly flooding his mind.

At this moment, Geo Weig was sobbing, no longer having the pride and conceit he had before, and the despair of death enveloped every inch of his skin, flesh and blood.

"Ah......h

Ichimaru Silver stood on one side, and the spiritual pressure of materialization surged around him, resisting the terrifying coercion that suddenly descended.

Even if Aizen didn't target him, it still made him feel an unprecedented threat.

The gap between the two is like a moat.

The slightly narrowed eyes stared nonchalantly at Taurao's natural blue dyeing, and the blue pupils flashed with undetectable jealousy and worry.

The sudden powerful performance made the originally confident Ichimaru Gin's heart a little more gloomy.

It's completely different from what I expected.

The spiritual pressure of the blue dyeing is so powerful that it is a little excessive.

Geo Weig's massive body clings to the pit, rubble and metal shards digging deep into his flesh and blood, trying to merge with it.

Saliva mixed with blood continued to flow from the corners of its mouth.

Under intense coercion, his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

Incomprehensibly powerful.

Even if the strength has swelled several times or even dozens of times, it is still as weak as an ant in front of Aizen.

The gentle twist of a fingertip is enough to wipe it out of the world completely.

However, at the moment when he was about to die, the terrifying spiritual pressure like the sky dissipated instantly, and with the relaxation of the tight strings in his heart, Geo Weig also completely lost consciousness.

"Yes, have you collected the relevant data?"

Aizen said lightly, as if what had just happened was just a trivial matter.

"All the data has been recorded."

Dongxian stared at the huge screen in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Geo Weig's success is not accidental, and the experiment of face-breaking has been thoroughly perfected. ”

"Indigo-sama, we can start the next steps."

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on the blue dyeing face again, like the first rays of sunshine in spring:

"Then let's start according to the original plan."

"I hope Mole Chengshuang is ready, otherwise, this play will be too boring......"

…………

Corpse Soul Realm, Lingling Court.

The Kuban team house.

A month has passed in a hurry, considering that the three of them have thoroughly mastered the technique of sealing the core, plus the hidden spiritual pressure device jointly developed by Nirvana Li and Yamada Kiyonosuke.

Su Feng temporarily allowed the three of them to follow him and get to know him better.

But these three guys didn't have much interest in the Lingting Court.

Instead, they use their great talent to capture the residual scent of the Wind Tracer in the air, trying to get a more detailed understanding of the environment they live in.

Snakes, deer, lions.

The unique talent advantage allows these three guys to wander around like lonely ghosts in the team house of the Jiuban team.

If it weren't for the death overlord costume, plus the spiritual pressure was forcibly hidden.

The three of them were afraid that they would not be arrested by the other Reaper soldiers in the first place.

"It's a pretty strong smell."

Sunsun covered her face with her hands, her slender water sleeves covered her small chin, and her light purple pupils revealed an unconcealable look of jealousy.

Following her gaze, the other two also found the vice captain of the Jiuban team walking in the corridor.

"Ugly cow, won't this guy trip over himself when he walks!?"

"Can I understand that you said this out of jealousy?"

Apache and Mira quarrel again.

The former is red-faced, vigorously denying Mila's statement, and trying to explain the disadvantages in terms of posture, daily life, and combat.

And the latter just repeats the phrase "you are jealous" lightly, which makes Apache furious, and even gives birth to the urge to return to the blade and kill the guy in front of him.

In fact, compared to the captain of a certain re-team, Apacchi's figure is already good.

But compared to Mira and Matsumoto Ranju, it's a little bit meaningless.

While the two were arguing, Sunsun glanced down at his chest without leaving a trace, and the jealousy in his eyes became a little stronger.

Obviously, she was the worst of the three.

Matsumoto Ranju also noticed these three guys, and immediately frowned, and doubts flashed in his heart.

A Death Overlord outfit without any team badges.

Where did these three people come from, and why did they give themselves a strong sense of danger?

Inadvertently, her hand was already pressed on the slashing knife at her waist.

"Which team are you three from?"

Matsumoto Ranju adhered to the duties of the vice captain, stepped forward and locked the three of them with spiritual pressure.

"Hey, hmm, it's probably Team Nine, right?"

Sunsun hid her face and chuckled, trying to suppress her jealousy in the bottom of her heart.

"That's right, it's Team Jiuban!"

"We were brought back by Lord Wind Tracing Wind."

"You stupid monkey, Lord Sufeng has clearly explained, don't talk nonsense!"

"You're a stupid monkey, this guy in front of you has too much smell from Lord Shufeng, and it's clear that you can trust your own person!"

Since completing the face-breaking, Apache and Mila's way of scolding each other has evolved from a doe and a big man to a stupid monkey.

The out-of-tune words made Matsumoto Ranju a little more vigilant in his heart.

Just as she was about to make a move, a familiar voice came from behind:

"Don't be nervous, Ranju." Tracing Wind appeared from the side hallway, "The three of them can be trusted. ”

Hearing this, Matsumoto Ranju's originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed.

She can trust no one, but she retains 100% trust in Sufeng.

As long as Sufeng says it's okay, then it must be okay.

…………

The Captain's Exclusive Dojo.

A group of five people appeared here.

Sunsun and the others looked curiously at the intricate ghost path incantations engraved on the walls, as well as the precious murderous stones piled up in the solid masonry.

They had seen similar structures in the Technology Development Bureau.

It's just that the trio, who have a very shallow understanding of the common sense of the corpse soul world, don't understand its preciousness at all.

Regarding the identities of the three Sunsuns, Sufeng did not tell Matsumoto Ranju what he meant.

As a Shinigami who has undergone the traditional education of the Mao Spiritual Academy, her receptivity is not as strong as that of the members of the Technology Development Bureau.

If you tell her too many secrets, it will only become a burden on Matsumoto Ranju's heart.

One carelessly, one may even make the wrong decision.

"As for the basic combat skills of the Grim Reaper, you should have a preliminary master."

Su Feng coughed lightly a few times, and once again assumed the identity of Yan Shi, carefully observing the trio who were unusually well-behaved in front of him.

"Watch and study hard."

"Next, I'm going to try to teach you some advanced techniques."

"For example, Broken Path Thirty-One: Red Artillery."

A scorching flame appeared in the palm of Su Feng's palm, erupting in a raging heat, rapidly evaporating the water in the surrounding atmosphere.

"Although the Red Artillery is a low-level breaking path, it is difficult to learn, has low release requirements, and its power will change with the difference in spiritual pressure."

"It is suitable for most battles and daily life, so it is also called the Universal Breakthrough ......"

Matsumoto looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and the confusion in his heart became more and more intense.

Normally, the Grim Reaper who graduated from the Spiritual Academy should have mastered a low-level breakthrough like the Red Cannon.

Could it be that they are from Soul Street?

Looking at the figures and appearances of the three people with different postures, for some reason, Matsumoto Ranju suddenly had a strong crisis in his heart.

It always feels like the captain is going to be snatched away......

(End of chapter)