Comprehensive: a New Identity is Superimposed Every Month

　　The exaggerated power spread around the wide-angle range, and the frost brought by the ice wheel pill immediately shattered inch by inch.

　　Hitsugaya Toshiro only felt as if an invisible and solid wall was rumbled over, unable to maintain the shape of the swastika any longer, and the whole person vomited blood and fell from the sky.

　　"Too weak..." Hyuga Makoto complained again.

　　system hint:

　　If the player defeats Hitsugaya Toshiro, the skill experience will be increased by 1000 (please assign it to any skill), the kendo skill experience will be increased by 500, the spiritual skill experience will be increased by 500, and the skill Hironimaru (Purple) will be obtained, and the skill point will be increased by 10.

　　Sure enough... by defeating these Shinigami, you can turn the Zanpakutō held by the opponent into your own skills!

　　Makoto Hyuga hesitated, and then his eyes turned to Niyin Meng who was holding Jizo Jizo...

　　"Hyuga-kun?"

　　Miss Death didn't know what was going on in his heart, and tilted her head in confusion.

　　"Nianyinmeng, why don't we have a fight too?"

　　"?"

　　Nie Yinmeng seemed startled.

　　"Fights that cannot be won at all, I refuse!"

　　Silently sensed the spiritual pressure of another dimension in the opponent's body, she said without hesitation.

　　"Hey, I'm on, please be careful!"

　　But Makoto Hyuga didn't hear it, the sound moved, and the figure instantly came to the front of Nieyinmeng, raised the knife and slashed down!

　　The blade brought the wind sound and stopped a few centimeters in front of Nieyinmeng.

　　Miss Death stared at him blankly with her big bright eyes open.

　　"What, you don't even resist... Aren't you afraid that I will really slash?"

　　Looking at the system, and seeing that there was no hint of defeating Niyin Dream, Hyuga Makoto couldn't help sighing.

　　Turning around, Hitsugaya Toushiro, who was originally injured, had quietly left Kuchiki Byakuya at some point.

　　"Let's go home too."

　　Makoto Hyuga dispersed Zanpakutō's state of liberation, and the terrifying Reiatsu within his body gradually returned to normal.

　　He put the knife back into its sheath, a little unfulfilled.

　　"Although tonight's test was not perfect, I finally figured out my position in this world a little bit."

　　Just with the strength of the Reiatsu after the first release, it can almost swept away a group of captain-level death gods, even the chief captain of the Jingling Court, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni.

　　Thinking about it, he should be considered the best among the human beings in this world, right?

　　What's more, his strength is still growing.

　　You can look forward to the future.

　　The two silently swiped through the sky with a loud swivel, and Nieyinmeng suddenly asked in a low voice:

　　"Why did you help me when I met the death god of Jingling Court just now?"

　　"You are my tenant and have already paid the rent."

　　Hyuga Makoto glanced at her and said naturally:

　　"I'm not a black-hearted landlord. The tenants hurriedly evicted people before they stayed for one night... Rest assured, if Nieyinmeng is not willing to return to Jingling Court, you can stay at my house in the future, if those gods of death dare to appear again. ."

　　He smiled and waved the Zanpakutō.

　　"Tonight's test, I really have no idea what to do."

　　Niyinmeng was silent for a moment.

　　"Call me Yinmeng, Chengjun, you have such a huge spiritual pressure, but you don't seem to be very proficient in ghost realms. I will try my best to favor ghost realms for the next rent... From 1 to 99 ghost realms, including many banned It's all recorded in my mind."

　　"Eh, isn't it?" Hyuga Makoto was waiting for the full version of the ghost information, and said in surprise, "That's great!"

　　The figures of the two quickly swept across the entire Meguro area.

　　After arriving home, Nieyinmeng saluted seriously and spoke in a low voice.

　　"Thank you, Chengjun."

　　"Thanks, no need, I really just want to try Zanpakutō tonight."

　　Makoto Hyuga's spirit body returned to his body, yawned, and waved his hand indifferently.

　　"Remember to go to bed early, please help me close the door.".

Chapter 49

　　Jingling Court, the meeting room of the Thirteenth Team of the Guardian.

　　Except for Aizen and Ichimaru Gin, who were "unfortunately badly injured" by the virtual siege, all the captains of the Shinigami were listed.

　　In the corner of the conference room, Uno Hanaritsu was squatting in front of Kuchiki Byakuya for treatment.

　　Beside the two of them, Kuchiki Rukia looked at her brother with a worried expression, which seemed strange again.

　　She was the only vice-captain who was specially allowed into the conference room.

　　Kuchiki Byakuya, a nobleman, was seriously injured and dying. After all, he needed someone from the Kuchiki family to take care of him.

　　If he really died during the treatment, he wouldn't be able to tell.

　　"...That's probably what happened."

　　Hitsugaya Toshiro stood in front of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Sayakukuni with an embarrassed look on his face, and explained in detail his journey to the world tonight.

　　Then he bowed his head deeply:

　　"I'm very sorry, Captain Yamamoto, I couldn't complete the task of bringing back Niyin Dream..."

　　Yamamoto Yuanyugai Shigekuni closed his eyes slightly and did not say a word.

　　After a while, his low voice sounded slowly.

　　"You said that human has a Zanpakutō that can be liberated, and also has the innate ability 'Ringzhuan'?"

　　"Yes!" Hitsugaya Toshiro said with certainty: "In addition, the human is not very old, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, but the spiritual pressure is extremely large. Under normal conditions, it has surpassed Captain Kuchiki by nearly ten times."

　　"After the first solution of Zanpakutō, the spiritual pressure suddenly expanded to more than [-] times its normal size!"

　　His words caused bursts of exclamations in the conference room.

　　"Toushiro, are you kidding me?" Shirou Ukitake coughed violently a few times: "Normal can reach ten times the Reiatsu of Captain Byakuya... Even the captain is nothing more than that!"

　　What's more, after the initial solution, the spiritual pressure suddenly expanded by more than [-] times...

　　Shirou Ukitake couldn't imagine it at all.

　　In the thousands of years of history of Jingling Court, there has never been such a powerful death god.

　　Can a human teenager really do it?

　　At that level, I am afraid that it is almost equal to the Spirit King!

　　Shiruro Ukitake had the right hand of the Spirit King in his body, and he had a more accurate understanding of the power of the Spirit King than other Death Gods.

　　"I'm not joking." Hitsugaya Toshiro's tone was very serious: "That human boy is really that powerful!"

　　Shigekuni Yamamoto, who had been silent for a while, suddenly knocked on the table.

　　"Captain Hitsugaya, please describe the human's Zanpakutō ability."

　　Hitsugaya Toushiro was startled and blushed.

　　Can he say that he was crushed by that terrifying spiritual pressure without even knowing the general ability of the opponent's Zanpakutō?

　　With such words, it is already foreseeable that he will be nailed to the ranks of the humiliating god of death in Jingling Court!

　　At this time, Kuchiki Byakuya, who had regained consciousness, spoke with difficulty:

　　"His Zanpakutō ability...unknown."

　　"With our strength, we can't force him to use the Zanpakutō to liberate him..."

　　"it turns out--"

　　The captains of the death gods in the field were surprised again.

　　Unoka Lie, who was concentrating on helping Kuchiki Byakuya's treatment, raised his head slightly, and a smile flashed on his pretty face.

　　"It looks like I've been taught a bad lesson. I can easily defeat Captain Kuchiki and Toushiro with just the boosted Reiatsu... I have a lot of interest in that human boy."

　　"Me too."

　　Zaraki Kenpachi also split his mouth.

　　"Speaking of which, have you forgotten? Today we sensed the existence of an extremely powerful force in the world." The second team leader, Broken Bee, said lightly, "I always thought it was from a certain god and Buddha, but now I think about it. I think, maybe it has something to do with that boy!"

　　This speculation made the discussion among the gods of death even louder.

　　"Quiet."

　　Yamamoto Motoyanagi Sakura sat in the first seat with a blank face, his eyes swept over the death captains present, and then looked at Hitsugaya Toshiro:

　　"Captain Hitsugaya, use the ghost way to accurately draw the appearance of that human being."

　　Hitsugaya Toushiro nodded.

　　He quickly found paper and pen, closed his eyes and imagined Makoto Hyuga's face in his mind.

　　Under the action of spiritual power, the pen on the table moved quickly.

　　After a while, a vivid black-haired boy appeared on the white paper.

　　"It's unexpectedly cute." Uzhihualie picked up the painting and commented like this, with a wider smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's the type I like."

　　Yamamoto Motoyanagi Syoguk glanced at her.

　　"Captain Hitsugaya, please describe how you and Captain Kuchiki fought the enemy tonight. In addition, it would be better if you could describe his character."

　　"Very strong human."