Pirate's Prison

The next game is his game. Watching a few people leave the field, the thin boy walked towards the center of the field with heavy steps.

Thinking back to what Madarame Kazuki said before leaving, it is true that even if I lose, Mr. Kazuka will avenge me, but...

What appeared in the vicinity was just an ordinary Daxu, the lowest-ranked Kirian.

With the appearance of the leader-level and vice-captain-level Reaper, it is easily eliminated.

Madaramu's corner looked a little disappointed, "It wasn't the broken face made by Aizen using the Bengyu, it's actually some scumbag."

Then I thought that the kendo competition at the school was still going on, and now was not the time to say these words, so I hurriedly ran back.

In the arena, the thin boy obviously lost to his opponent, and was pushed to the edge of the arena several times by his opponent, but he still persisted.

"Escape! Escape!" Keigo Asano shouted at him from outside the arena, "If you don't escape, just lose to him at the same time, don't force it, Shinji."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Asano Ruihui suddenly kicked up from behind, kicked Asano Keigo to the ground, pressed him and said loudly, "What nonsense are you talking about, this is a gift for the Red Emperor Academy. Punish it!"

"Even if you lose, won't Mr. Yijiao win?"

"Crap!"

Hearing Keigo Asano say this off the court, the thin boy's fighting spirit is even stronger, because if he hadn't won, it would have no meaning at all. He must defeat his opponent and become a man.

Once again forced into the corner by the opponent.

"If the other team members of yours escaped as fast as you, it wouldn't have happened. If you knew that you would be killed like that, you wouldn't have to lie in ambush to plot against you."

"Damn... Senior and their hatred..."

In the final roar, as Madarame returned to the venue again, the thin boy hit his opponent in the head with a sword.

"Win, win!"

"real or fake……"

Afterwards, there was a burst of cheers from the Kakuzacho No. [-] High School.

"Friendly match between Kakuza-cho No. [-] High School and Red Emperor Academy." The referee began to announce the result, "Three-to-one, Kakuza-cho No. [-] High School wins."

"Wait!" Madaramu ran to the referee and said, "Then what about my appearance."

"We have already won." The thin boy rushed out and said, "Mr. Yijiao didn't have to make a special appearance, we won. I will never forget every word you taught me in my life. I am very grateful."

"That's fine." Later, Madaragi looked like the referee again, "What about my appearance?"

"Three to one." The referee explained: "Karazacho No. [-] High School won, so you don't have to play."

"What are you talking about!" Madara's eyes suddenly burst into flames, feeling dissatisfied that he couldn't play, a wooden sword directly knocked on the referee's forehead, pointed at Hongdi Middle School and shouted, "Where is the general! I want to kill it. you!"

Asano Ruihui immediately ran to the side of a long-haired boy who was sitting there, pointed at him and said, "It's this guy! This guy is the general, Ichikaze."

"Miss?"

"This guy is the bad guy who dumped me before!"

"Is this the eldest sister's personal grievance, is it to avenge the eldest sister, eldest brother!"

No matter what his ex-boyfriend was, Madaramu slashed directly at the boy with a sword, but cut off a wig, revealing a bald head as shiny as himself...

"You bastard, what did you do to our captain's hair!"

"Come on, get rid of you all in one go."

Afterwards, there was a riot at the game venue, and the result was predictable...

"Stop! Stop!" the referee's voice.

"The more you fight, the more brave you are..." This was the voice of Ayasegawa Yuki

"Mr. Kokukaku, what are you doing." Keigo Asano's voice.

"Too stupid, go back." The voice of Captain Hitsugaya.

"Dear, it's awesome, as expected of a man I like." Finally, Asano Ruihui's voice...

That night, the inner palace of Xuye Palace.

At the end of the corridor, there seems to be an endless white wall. The floor is polished and the wall is as white as snow. The footsteps of a blue-haired shattered "click" sounded, continuing until the other end of the white door. , stopped the footsteps, the footsteps stopped, the silence was suffocating.

Bromian slowly opened the door. There were no lights on in the spacious room, but when he looked into the depths carefully, he could see a faint blue light.

The broken face slowly approached the blue light.

"As expected, it's here." In the blue light, it was Bengyu that appeared, and when he was about to take it out with both hands, another voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"What are you doing?" Su Yi appeared at the door after breaking the face, and there was no footsteps like "click", as if he had been waiting there long ago: "There is no permission from Aizen here, it is No entry, Padoras."

The blue-haired broken-faced Padoras turned his head and looked at Su Yi and said, "It's really annoying, you keep saying the same thing."

"What is it?"

"Lord Aizen, Lord Aizen, and the other Ten Blades are the same. I can't understand it. I'm very upset. He is a god of death, although you used to be too." Padoras slowly stepped forward and leaned on Su Yi. In the past, "Why do we have to listen to the god of death?"  …

Chapter [-]: Take Beng Yu

Su Yi stood in front of the open door, and the lights in the corridor came in directly, but it was difficult not to illuminate this spacious room. The platform with the collapsed jade in the depths of the room emitted a slight blue light, but for the It's almost useless for the vast darkness.

Padoras walked within the range of the corridor's lights, looked directly at Su Yi, and said slowly, "Why do we have to give up the old work that eroded the soul and smashed the god of death? Why did we take away our Freedom, for something like that!"