MTL - I Bound Aizen-Chapter 82
After a good night's sleep, Mikami Yuu came to the first team's team building early the next morning after washing up.
After becoming an official disciple, he no longer attends a regular class every week as in the past.
He's at least twice now.
To use Yamamoto's saying - since you learn quickly, learn more, so you don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills.
To Mikami Yu's surprise, he didn't feel any resistance even though his schoolwork was getting heavier.
Every time I study with Yamamoto, I feel that I am getting stronger a little bit, and that sense of fulfillment makes him feel happy.
Although the speed of becoming stronger is far inferior to the power that is occasionally synchronized from Aizen, it is undoubtedly his wealth.
Aizen's power will not overwhelm this wealth, but will increase the speed at which he accumulates wealth.
It is indeed a good choice to lie flat and enjoy the benefits brought by indigo dyeing.
But Mikami Yu is more willing to use this welfare as a foundation to cultivate a taller and harder self!
In the spacious dojo, Mikami Yu held a bamboo knife in his hand and launched a stormy attack on Yamamoto.
Yamamoto's face was calm, and he blocked Mikami Yu's attack one after another.
After dozens of rounds, he found a flaw and struck out with a sword, hitting Yu Mikami's wrist and knocking down the latter's bamboo knife.
Putting down the bamboo knife, he showed a strange expression.
After thinking about it, Yamamoto also dropped the bamboo knife.
"Next, practice white fighting."
Hearing this, Yu Mikami shook his head vigorously: "Oss!"
Under Yamamoto's gaze, he pulled his chest, took off his clothes, and tied them around his waist.
When he first crossed, he was of a slightly thin figure.
Since exercising, his body has changed a lot.
A piece of muscle has already appeared on his body.
Although young, he already has the charm of a man.
According to etiquette, he bowed slightly.
Then, with a sudden step on the floor, his figure came to Yamamoto in an instant, and he punched out!
The fist full of spiritual pressure has the powerful destructive power not inferior to the cannonball.
If it hits an ordinary **** of death, a blood hole will be made in an instant!
Yamamoto also raised the Reiatsu, filled the surface of his body, and punched him.
For a moment, the figures of the two kept colliding in the dojo, and the spiritual pressure burst to the surroundings, setting off gusts of wind after gusts.
Constantly swinging his fists, Yu Mikami couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure—
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
He roared, speeding up his fists.
The word "don" appeared on Yamamoto's forehead.
I have told myself countless times, don't make these strange noises when you hit consecutively.
Not only is it embarrassing, but it will also vent your anger and affect the output.
Just when he was thinking about this and his mind was a little distracted, he suddenly felt something.
Yamamoto quickly recovered himself.
At some point, the shadow under Yu Mikami's feet disappeared.
He made an indiscernible power-up movement, and punched Yamamoto—
is that one!
Yamamoto's eyes lit up.
With a low growl, his muscular arms suddenly swelled up again.
Accompanied by the powerful light of Reiatsu, Yamamoto swung an even more violent punch.
boom! !
Outside the dojo, Sparrow Minister Jiro stood there quietly.
Looking at the dojo whose roof was almost lifted, he silently looked up at the sky.
The cost of repairing the dojo seems to be increasing again...
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I owe two chapters
I have to make it up before the evening, lest I be scolded by you when the post is unblocked
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Chapter 98: Invitation from Deadwood Silver Ridge
snap!
Mikami Yu put his hands on the ground, and with a sudden force, he pulled his head out of the wooden floor.
Standing up slowly, the spiritual pressure on his body shook instantly, and the sawdust in his clothes and hair were blown out.
After doing this, he snorted, wiped the blood from the top of his head, and wiped it on his clothes calmly.
"Captain, that's all."
Yamamoto ignored his disciple's insane remarks.
He frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
He only looked over after hearing Yu Mikami's words.
"Boy, I found a problem with you."
"The talent is too high, beyond the scope of what you can teach?"
"Next week's homework..."
"I'm sorry I was wrong!"
Looking at Mikami Yu who bowed and admitted his mistake, Yamamoto felt that his blood pressure was a little high.
After taking a deep breath and calming down, he said slowly:
"Your slashing technique is really improving very fast. Every time you compete, you can feel that you are getting stronger."
"But... from your sword, I can't feel your enthusiasm for the way of swords at all."
"This old man has lived for more than two thousand years, and this is the first time I have seen a strange situation like you."
"A swordsman, if he doesn't have enough passion for the sword, it stands to reason that it is impossible for him to get to your step."
"In a sense, your kendo talent is indeed ridiculously high."
Hearing this, Yu Mikami was slightly taken aback.
"Old man, you are purely slandering me, I spend at least one hour practicing sword every day!"
In fact, unless he is too busy, most of the time, he spends more than one hour practicing sword every day.
Whether it is forceful style or handsomeness, the sword is far beyond the way of ghosts.
It's like a certain janitor, who obviously has only the same strength, but insists on relying on his superb swordsmanship to play a master's temperament.
Mikami Yu practiced sword every day, and one of the biggest motivations was that one day he would be able to swing a sword in a calm manner like the gatekeeper, and when the screen changed, the enemy fell with blood.
I am so hardworking, how can I not have enthusiasm?
Under Mikami Yu's unconvinced gaze, Yamamoto didn't talk nonsense.
With a thought in his mind, two "paintings" condensed by spirit particles appeared beside him.
Both paintings are Yu Mikami.
One, neatly dressed, with a bamboo knife.
One is half-clothed and beaten in white.
"This is what you looked like when you fought the old man just now, without any processing, it is completely restored."
"Look for yourself, what's the difference?"
Yu Mikami leaned over curiously.
After looking around, he showed a surprised expression.
"When you put on clothes, you have an elegant beauty, and when you take them off, you have a wild beauty."
There was a dangerous light in Yamamoto's eyes.
Yu Mikami bowed and apologized.
Straightening up, he looked at the two Lingzi diagrams again.
He was fighting with a bamboo knife, his face focused, like a student taking an exam.
When he uses his fists, he has a villainous face...ahem, with a positive smile.
Mikami Yu was lost in thought.
Do you prefer direct hand-to-hand combat than using a sword?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
A gentleman like me who regards elegance as his motto and always keeps it in his heart is absolutely impossible to have such hidden attributes!
After thinking about it, Mikami Yu felt that he must be not strong enough in swordsmanship now.
When the sword technique becomes stronger and it is comfortable to use, you will naturally have hot emotions.
Starting today, urge Aizen to practice swords well!
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After leaving the first team, Yu Mikami came to the second team.
With a clear purpose, he went straight to the dormitory area.
In the yard, a straw-colored young man with messy hair was sitting cross-legged under a big tree, chatting with another person.
The one listening to him was none other than Hualing Tiezhai who had met once before.
Seeing Yu Mikami, Kisuke Urahara was slightly taken aback.
Before Mikamiyu could say anything, he hurriedly said, "I'm not being lazy, I'm just cooperating with the investigation..."
Mikami Yu ignored him.
Urahara Kisuke is the best at being lazy, he came over ten times by himself, and eight times he was groping.
He looked at Hualing Tiezhai curiously, not knowing why this guy came to the second team.
Kisuke Urahara was just about to introduce to the two of them, but Hishitsusai had already stood up and leaned slightly towards Yu Mikami.
"Long time no see, Mikami-san."
"Hey, do you know each other?"
Kisuke Urahara was a little surprised.
Holding Ling Tiezhai nodded: "We met once."
After a brief chat, Yu Mikami understood why the two got together.
Like Mikami Yu, Wahiro Tetsusai will also have a new job recently.
In order to better obtain information from all aspects of the Ghost Dao, Ye Yixiang recommended Ling Tieshai there.
