hero?it must be me

but……

"It seems that you like this dress."

"It worked great, thank you."

Seeing Zheng Qi walking steadily in front of him, and hearing Zheng Qi's thanks, Kisuke helped his hat, and an embarrassing smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

As the maker of this special costume, although he has already made mental preparations, Kisuke still couldn't help feeling emotional when he actually saw that Zheng Qi could move freely in this suit.

Although the effect of this costume seems to be quite a lot, in fact, there is only one real function, or the core principle.

That is to consume and devour the special spiritual pressure emitted by Zheng Qi unconsciously as much as possible.

Whether it is self-healing or hiding, it is actually done by devouring the special spiritual pressure emitted by Zheng Qi.

However, if you encounter someone who is extremely sensitive to small changes in spiritual power and spirit particles, the hiding effect of this special costume will be greatly reduced.

the reason is simple.

The special spiritual pressure emitted by Zheng Qi unconsciously is really too "thick".

There is no way, this is a product made with all the resources that Urahara Kifu has at his disposal.

Theoretically, if a Reaper with a spiritual pressure below the captain level puts on this suit, let alone take action, it is possible to lose his soul on the spot.

Even Kisuke himself, once put on this suit, rarely said that he would peel off his skin.

To put it bluntly, this can already be regarded as a powerful [instrument of torture] against spirit bodies, or even a powerful [weapon].

Zheng Qi was wearing this kind of thing, practicing the spiritual pressure concealment method he learned from Ye Yina.

...To be honest, when making this costume and handing it over to Zheng Qi to wear, Kisuke had some...thoughts.

However, judging from the results, Zheng Qi got the clothes that can repair itself, and Kisuke further realized the power of Zheng Qi, everyone has their own gains, and everyone is happy.

All are happy.

"As long as you are satisfied."

Kisuke smiled and compared to Ichigo next to him: "This is Kurosaki Ichigo, I told you before. Kurosaki-kun, come here, let's get acquainted, this is Mr. Zheng Qi."

"Uh, hello."

Looking at the back-haired man in front of him whose muscles seemed to burst out from under his clothes in an instant, Ichigo greeted him politely.

He thought that Chadu was tall and strong enough, but he never thought that there were such people.

The kind of muscles that look like heavy rubber tires are usually only seen in shonen comics, right?

And this height...

Looking up, Ichigo felt that Zheng Qi in front of him looked like a giant creature of a different species from humans.

"Hello."

Zheng Qi replied.

Ah, maybe Chadu is really the same type of person.

Seeing Zheng Qi who responded gently to him, Ichigo couldn't help but think this way.

"Are you going to start special training?"

Zheng Qi asked Kisuke.

"Are you interested in watching?"

Zheng Qi nodded.

"Then let's get started."

Hearing what Kisuke said, Ichigo was about to turn his head when he saw Kisuke's crutch poking towards him.

Before he could dodge in time, Ichigo was hit on the forehead by the cane.

Under this blow, a figure with chains on his chest was pushed out of Ichigo's body.

That was obviously Ichigo's soul.

"cough!"

Ichigo's soul fell to the ground unexpectedly, and when he saw his body limp, he wanted to sit up.

"Um, this, this what—"

Ichigo gritted his teeth.

He now feels like he just finished a marathon, exhausted, and then locked up by his father with a cobra, feeling uncomfortable all over.

This is strange.

It was not the first time for him to experience the soul leaving the body, but it was really the first time for him to experience such an uncomfortable feeling.

"It's hard, isn't it?"

Kisuke looked at Ichigo who stood up tremblingly: "It's okay to be uncomfortable, your soul sleep and knots have been cut off, and now you are just like an ordinary human soul."

Kisuke's words made Ichigo's heart sink.

With such a body, let alone fighting, even standing up...

"And our next training is to restore your lost spiritual power first."

Kisuke pointed at the crutches: "First of all, your first one is to fight Xiao Yu."

I saw Xiaoyu walking out from behind Kisuke holding a bunch of protective gear.

"what?"

Ichigo was dumbfounded.

He looked at Xiaoyu's slender arms and legs, then at Xiaoyu's waist height, and immediately stared: "How could I fight her!"

"Don't say that, among us, she is the most suitable."

Kisuke shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course.

"What are you talking about! How old is she! Another girl! After all, why do you want to fight her to restore my spiritual power?"

"Because something like spiritual power is the easiest to increase when the soul is in danger."

"That--"

Ichigo's eyes swayed from side to side in the group of people.

"—he is not more suitable!"

"..."

Kisuke's fan, which was waving happily, stopped.

With a subtle look, he looked at Ichigo who was gesturing to Zheng Qi with his thumb.

"Ok?"

Zheng Qi, who was just watching the excitement, raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to help you with rehabilitation training?"

"It's better than fighting with a little girl..."

Ichigo sighed.

"That's true."

Zheng Qi nodded.

"Okay, I'll help you."

"...Wait a minute, please wait, Mr. Zheng Qi."

The smile on Kisuke's face finally couldn't hold back.

He looked at Zheng Qi, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and said, "Kurosaki is really just an ordinary human soul now, as the opponent of the first test, aren't you too..."

"You made me this suit and I gotta give something back."

Zheng Qi walked up to Xiao Yu, squatted down, took out the protective gear from Xiao Yu's arms, and threw it to Ichigo.

"Don't worry, it's just the Education Bureau, I have experience."

"Hey! Don't you wear it?"

Before Kisuke could say anything else, Ichigo was already wearing a protective gear while shouting at Zheng Qi.

Facing Zheng Qi's physique, Ichigo, who knew that his body was inconvenient, would naturally not push him too hard.

But he still reminded Zheng Qi.

"Good intentions, but there is no teaching bureau that still wears protective gear."

Zheng Qi turned around, facing Ichigo who was wearing the protective gear.

He looked Ichigo up and down.

"Now you, uh..."

Afterwards, Zheng Qi stretched out two fingers of his right hand.

"This is enough."

He hooked his index finger at Ichigo: "Come on."

Ichigo felt that he had to retract his words.

Cha Du would not make such an outrageous move.

Staring at Zheng Qi whose left hand was still in his pocket, Ichigo said in a deep voice, "Don't blame me for not reminding you—"

He ran towards Zheng Qi.

"There has to be a limit to looking down on people!"

Today's Ichigo is indeed not as capable as before, but compared to most human souls, he is still good.

Ichigo did not choose to punch Zheng Qi in the face.

Although it is said that an attack on the face can often have the first effect, but in Ichigo's view, it is not necessarily a good idea to fight against a character like Zheng Qi who knows at a glance that he has a lot of fighting experience. Good choice.

He chose Zheng Qi's upper right abdomen.

That is where the liver is located.

This is a good choice, not only suitable for force, but also can minimize the range of motion when shooting.

Obviously, facing Zheng Qi, although Ichigo was angry because of Zheng Qi's words and deeds, he was not dazzled by anger, but thought calmly when he made the move.

only--

"Snapped."

The fist that was swung was missed by an index finger.

Immediately afterwards, Ichigo was stabbed in the chest by a middle finger.

——He immediately flew upside down.

"Cough, cough, uh!"

(What, what's the situation...)

Clutching his chest and coughing twice, Ichigo, who had rolled on the ground for two weeks, raised his head subconsciously, looked at Zheng Qi who was still standing there, pointing two fingers at himself.

"Don't stand still, it's just being pushed somersault, stand up and continue."

Looking at Zheng Qi's calm face, Ichigo finally understood.

I was not underestimated.

The man in front of him is serious.

He seriously felt that facing himself now...

Two fingers and that's enough.

And Ichigo himself, in that short confrontation, was vaguely aware of it.

——Zheng Qi, you are right.