At This Moment, There Are Still 72 Hours Left Before the Fusion Collapse!

As long as the captain's position is sacked, the battle is a success!

This wave is stable!

"Of course I am willing, then you can do it."

Rukia twisted her hands together and lowered her head weakly.

"No, what about me?"

At this time, Matsumoto Ranju suddenly slapped his forehead.

on the list of captain training programs.

Hitsugaya Toushiro is someone who has never heard of it.

Rukia was an apprentice Grim Reaper who became a member of the [-]th Division only a month ago.

So what about yourself?

Sure enough, he was forgotten by this little bastard without a conscience?

Think of this.

Matsumoto Ranju's eyes suddenly flashed a scarlet light.

Hunting time is on!

"Bastard God, you did it on purpose, didn't you?!"

"It's enough to train Rukia, I don't mind, but why would you rather train a guy like Hitsugaya Toshiro who has never heard of it, but you don't want to raise me, bastard!"

Look at my face, look in my eyes!

Is it that I am not beautiful enough, or am I not obedient enough, and do things poorly?

Touch your conscience and speak your mind, bastard!

Am I just not inviting you to meet me?

With Rukia's trembling expression, Matsumoto Ranku turned black on the spot.

"Ranju, listen to me, your situation is different from theirs."

Kamiji struggled for a while, then gave up resistance.

Staring straight at Matsumoto Ranju.

Not to mention, it's pretty eye-catching.

"Where are you looking, bastard, go to hell!"

Ranju Matsumoto shaved his scalp, then sat down, his chest heaving constantly: "I want to explain, I need an explanation!"

So unscrupulous!

What do you want to get up early and get up early, ah?

He gave everything to himself, but he ran out to fish, and in the end there was a captain training plan, and he forgot about himself?

So aggrieved.

Want to cry...no wonder!

At this time, of course, I have to kill two people to calm down!

"Cough, listen to me first, your situation is really different from theirs."

Shinji held Matsumoto Ranju's shoulders and looked into her eyes sincerely:

"I'll do an investigation. You were attacked when you were young, and it was that attack that caused some problems with your soul and spiritual pressure."

"Your spiritual pressure is incomplete."

"You can't learn to interpret it like this, you should understand what I mean?"

After speaking, Shinji paused slightly and waited for this.

"Ah...you know." Matsumoto's mood was a little down, she laughed at herself, and gathered the long golden wavy hair on her forehead: "When I was very young, I was indeed attacked once, it turned out to be Did that attack "lost" part of my Reiatsu?"

So, is that so?

This is the real reason why I haven't been able to learn the swastika for so many years.

Obviously the talent is not bad, and he is also very hardworking, but he still can't learn how to solve it.

So, it's not that Shinji hasn't thought about himself, but has he already thought about himself?

Thinking of this, Matsumoto Ranju's eyes gradually softened.

"Your situation is a bit special, I will think of other ways to help you solve it."

Shensi's eyes were deep and he said slowly.

The truth, he didn't tell the whole story.

Indeed, as Shinji said, Matsumoto Ranju's Reiatsu is incomplete.

But didn't find it.

The original solution of Matsumoto Ranju is that the blade turns into dust, and the real form of Ichimaru Ginjie is to turn the blade into dust.

Their Zanpakutō abilities are similar.

The spiritual pressure of Matsumoto Ranju actually comes from Ichimaru Gin.

Just as Rukia gave Kurosaki Ichigo her own Reiatsu.

It was Ichimaru Gin who gave Matsumoto Ranju the qualification to become the god of death, and gave her part of his spiritual pressure.

"Spirit King... ah."

Shinji's fingertips brushed against his chest, his eyes deep.

The Reiatsu of Matsumoto Ranju was taken away by Aizen.

But Aizen's real purpose was never to take away Matsumoto Ranju's Reiatsu, it was just incidental.

The real reason he did this was to take the fingertips of the Spirit King from Ranju Matsumoto's body and use it to create Bengyu.

That's right, the fingertips of the Spirit King are indeed in Matsumoto Ranju's body.

In other words, a part of Beng Yu's power actually came from the fusion of the power of the Spirit King.

"So, if you get the body fragments of the Spirit King, will it also speed up the evolution of Bengyu and me?"

After a brief pondering, Kamiji shook his head.

Caution is required in this matter.

The body of the Spirit King was sealed in the Spirit King Palace.

Limbs and internal organs, as well as other body parts, are left behind in all walks of life.

Most of them already have hosts, and their identities are very sensitive.

And the captain of the thirteenth division, Shirou Shirou, has the right arm of the Spirit King in his body!

"Need to get stronger!"

"The "collapsed three fusion state" needs to be faster..."

Shensi's eyes were firm, and his palm pressed slightly on the collapsed jade.

As if echoing the "heart" of Shensi, the progress of the fusion of Bengyu and Shensi began to further accelerate, and more power continued to merge.

"Captain God?"

"Shinji little bastard?"

"Heartless?"

At this moment, Matsumoto Ranju suddenly stretched out his hand and dangled it in front of Shinji.

"doing what?"

Grabbing Matsumoto Ranju's hand, Shinji asked suspiciously.

"Well, I really see that you have been distracted, and I am very curious about what you are thinking."

Matsumoto Ranju didn't care that his hand was held by the gods, instead he winked at the gods, and threw a wink generously: "The captain of the gods, I will ask you for my solution."

"Ah, I understand." Shinji nodded, and suddenly stood up in Matsumoto's suspicious eyes: "Hey, Ranju, do you want to come with me?"

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Go and start my paddling...my captain training program, and by the way, I will transfer Rukia's ownership to the tenth division."

......

Liuhun Street, in a wooden house in a remote corner.

"Xiao Bai, come to eat dried persimmons."

Hina Morita held the dried persimmon in her hand and walked into the room with a smile.

"Idiot bedwetting peach, don't call me Xiaobai, bastard, and I don't eat dried persimmons!"

Hitsugaya Toushiro, who was lying lazily on the floor, rolled over and roared loudly.

"Ah Le, don't you want to eat dried persimmons? It's obviously delicious."

Hinamori smiled.

Of course, Hinamori Tao knew that Hitsugaya Toshiro's most hated food was dried persimmons, but she couldn't help teasing him.

After sitting cross-legged.

While eating the dried persimmon, Hina Morita said coquettishly, "You know, a lot of interesting things have happened in the Soul Realm recently. It's obviously a broken face of the mortal enemy of the God of Death, Achukas, but it turns out that it can be called vice captain."

"Are you the captain of the tenth division again?"

Hearing this, Hitsugaya Toshiro rolled his eyes.

Since this time, he has heard about the deeds of the tenth division captain more than ten thousand times.

In the captain's assessment, the two captains were strongly defeated, and one of the captains who violated the ban was killed on the spot.

after that.