infinite death song

As for those with more than 100 years of experience, except for the captain and vice-captain, there is no one, and all of them are new faces who have joined the fifth team in the past [-] years.

Team member Hirako had already considered which division of Goutei [-] team he would join in the future when he was at the Shino Academy of Spiritual Arts.

His selection of the fifth team was not accidental, but an inevitable result.

Then again, he hates trouble.

I took a fancy to the Fifth Division as a rescue force, so I specifically applied to join it.

He hates trouble, but he also hates doing nothing. He does things seriously when necessary, and can be lazy at ordinary times. This is his criterion as a god of death.

This type of person is very suitable for growing up in the fifth team.

Normally, the [-]th squad would not receive any missions, and would usually be left idle, practicing in the team building, or handling chores.

Only when the rest of the team encounters difficulties or encounters a crisis in the mission, will the fifth team be sent to rescue.

This is the meaning of the existence of the Fifth Division.

It's laid back, but not completely out of touch with combat.

What's more, the vice-captain of the fifth team likes to use a knife to slash with the team members, which is called training chopping skills...

The members of the [-]th team should have gotten used to this matter long ago.

In the case of severe flooding, Team Pingzi only lasted for a few seconds before being knocked to the ground. At the same time, it marked a perfect end to today's daily training.

"It's a pity that the deputy captain doesn't serve in the [-]th team."

Captain Hirako said this in a joking tone.

Compared with the "old-age" team like the fifth team, the eleventh team is a group of lawless fighting madmen.

He also knew that even if he practiced for hundreds of years, it would be impossible for him to surpass Qian Tongzi in the chopping technique.

"What are you talking about? Hundreds of years ago, I retired from the [-]th team. If I go back to my post, Captain Yamamoto will not agree."

"Eh?"

Qian Tongzi's answer exceeded the expectations of Captain Hirako and other members of the [-]th division.

"What, don't you know?"

"Of course not. Hundreds of years ago? Isn't that an old topic?"

"Well... About 200 years ago, I was still in the [-]th team. I really miss those days. I could apply to go to the battlefield to fight every day, killing Killian and Yachukas as much as I wanted. When I was lucky, I would It was super fun to be able to slash with Varstord and get bloody at the end."

The expression on Qian Tongzi's face loosened a bit, apparently beginning to miss those unforgettable days.

With the violent team of the eleventh team, in the virtual circle, in the world of souls, and in this world, they almost cut it all over.

Recall now that there is a bit of a state of repeated blood in the body.

"Let's just ask, Vice Captain Jiumu, what was your position in the 200th team [-] years ago? The third seat, or the vice captain?"

Captain Pingzi was in a cold sweat.

He hoped that Qian Tongzi's words just now were bragging.

Killing Killian and Yachukas was difficult for the vice-captain.

Regardless of Killian for the time being, it is no longer a level that ordinary seats can handle.

Yachukas' strength even surpassed the average level of the vice-captain.

More than 200 years ago, it was a bit unrealistic to say that Killian and Yachukas were killed at will, as a vice-captain.

"—Neither of them, Qiantongzi was the captain of the [-]th team at that time, the second Kenpachi after the first Kenpachi."

The person who eavesdropped on their entire conversation walked in from the training room.

"team leader!?"

"Wow, how did this happen?"

"Are you okay?"

"Do you want to go to the Fourth Division for treatment?"

The person who appeared at the door of the training room was Bai Ye who had not returned to the team for eight years.

At this moment, he was dressed in rags, and even the captain Yuori was gone. When he was speaking, blood flowed from his mouth, and he looked like he was about to be unable to hold on.

"It's okay, I just consumed too much spiritual pressure, let me rest for a while..."

After speaking, he fell headlong to the ground, making the surrounding Fifth Division members even more flustered.

Qian Tongzi rubbed the aching brows.

It's not that I'm worried about Bai Ye's injury, it's just a simple skin trauma and overdraft of spiritual pressure, and he will recover after a few days of rest.

What she was worried about was whether Bai Ye had mastered the swastika.

The sooner the Vientiane Zhanpakutao practiced the swastika, the better.

The longer the time dragged on, it would turn into an embarrassing situation that could never be resolved.

Now this scene seems to have happened before, probably because he was violently beaten by his own Zanpakuto and thrown out.

Chapter 35 Aizan Going to School ([-])

--do you know?

— It is difficult to smile sincerely to strangers.

——especially the eyes.No matter how much you smile on your face, if the movement of your eyes is not in place, others will stay away from you.

——So, I put on my glasses just in case, I don't want others to see how indifferent and heartless the eyes under those glasses are.

——It’s not because there is a problem with the eyes, but because I can’t make eye contact with a smile.Glasses are a good cover up.

—That man probably thought so too.

——Because of what he thinks, I become more and more deceptive, and I become more and more capable of disguising myself.I took on the color of that man.

——Chasing unrealistic fantasies, thinking about it carefully, meeting that man, it feels quite unreal.

——As if he had never appeared in his memory.But every time I put on these glasses and put on a fake smile, I will think of those days a few years ago.

——This simple appearance, ordinary dress, even showing a slightly indifferent face without emotion.It is also to get closer to that person.

——That man's smile is like a flower in a mirror, a bright moon reflected in the water.Hazy and real.

——You think so too, right?

Walk on the wide road of Mao Lingju Academy.

The girl had long hair that almost reached her waist, tied into two braids, and placed it casually in front of her body.

When she was walking, she raised her head with a gentle smile on her face. Through the light reflected from the lens, it could be seen that her eyes were very sincere and innocent.

Always holding about two to three heavy books and periodicals in his hand, he walked towards the library of Mao Lingshu Academy.

Paired with plain black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, it is a very standard female student model.

Asahi, which slanted into the white band around his waist, has transformed into the form of Zanpakutō.

The not-so-glamorous green hilt has a dull luster, and its name is 'Mirror Flower, Water Moon'.

Is a very well behaved child.

Also a very deceitful kid.

The birth of Zanpakuto was something she did not expect.

After spending six years indifferently, waiting for her graduation, she left Maou Academy of Spiritual Art unnoticed.

Obviously, she deliberately didn't touch Asahi, and didn't go to the sword Zen training. It lasted until the third year, that is, when she was in the third grade, this Zanpakuto awakened without deliberate contact.

After awakening the Zanpakutō, naturally he couldn't stay in the ordinary class of the third class, so he was transferred to the first class.

Now she is a prodigy student in Class [-], Grade [-], one of the few 'geniuses' who awakened Zanpakutō in this year's Maou Academy of Spiritual Art.

In the eyes of some people, she is a genius who can awaken her own Zanpakutō in school.

Others believe that this only shows that her sword Zen practice is good, but the basic spiritual pressure is still slightly insufficient.

This kind of thing also happens occasionally. Among ordinary students, there will be talents who awaken Zanpakuto in advance, which can only mean that she has talent in this area.

After all, after being transferred to the first class, Qingli's grades are still at the same level, ranking in the upper middle position, which is a good proof of this point.

Compared with other talented students who have awakened Zanpakutō in school, occupying the top positions all the year round also proves that this argument is correct.

Maybe the opponent's Zanpakuto ability is very weak, so he woke up early.

It's a headache to think about.

Hmm... the eyes on both sides are getting more and more dazzling.

"Look, that's Aizen-senpai, a fifth-year gifted student who awakened Zanpakuto at school"

'The future will definitely be a big shot at the vice-captain level'

"Would you like to say hello to her, it may be useful in the future"

"I am so handsome and she is so simple, I must be able to confess my love to her successfully"

"What a genius, just happened to awaken a very weak Zanpakuto"

'good luck guy'

'Maybe the future will be just the last seat'...

Phantom sounds like this kept ringing in my ears.

It's really annoying.

But I still have to put on a smile on my face, and receive everyone peacefully.

Solve their doubts patiently, help the younger students to cultivate, comfort them when they are down, and let them not be proud when they are happy.

What, just a bunch of stupid kids.

It's so annoying, can you come closer to me?You are annoying, if you don't leave, I will chop all of you into mincemeat.

But such words could not come out of his mouth.

After crossing the road in the school district, I finally came to the library of Mao Lingju College.

This quiet paradise is the only place where she can feel at ease.

School life is not as interesting as imagined.

Did that man think so when he was here?

Qingli unnaturally compares herself with the person in her heart.

It's just that she can't know the truth about this part. What happened hundreds of years ago is still too long for her.

Compared with this, what she needs is to learn, to absorb the knowledge in this Maoyang Academy of Spiritual Art.

When I came to the reading area that I usually like, it was a very quiet place, bright and spacious inside, and hardly anyone came over.

Put the finished books in your arms on the original bookshelf, then select a few books that you are interested in again, hold them steadily with both hands, and walk to your own specific reading area.

There was a clean desk, piled with books and notes beside it, with only a small space to put a book on it.

If there is any problem, the desk is too high, and the seat is also a bit high. When she sits on it, her legs hang down naturally, and she can't touch the ground with her toes.

This is probably what girls are most dissatisfied with.

Two hours later, the girl's attention was completely immersed in the book, and occasionally she would subconsciously push the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose with her fingertips to prevent them from slipping off.

The book is already two-thirds thick when it is opened, and it will be almost over in an hour.

But suddenly a calm male voice came from my ear:

"Do you want to study the difference between Xu and Daxu? Anyway, this is not a topic that a fifth-year student at Shino Academy of Spiritual Art should do."

Yes.

Although there is a lot of knowledge in the library, some things are really beyond the outline.

The topic of research on Daxu is a difficult topic that only gradually begins to deepen after graduating from the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art.

During the period of Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art, there were very few topics about Daxu.