After joining the Sixth Division, I started swaying

"Exactly, I want to ask you for help with some things, I think, you should not refuse the request of the 'savior'?"

Probably because he was used to being pinched and talked by Ye Yi, Nagasawa slowly straightened his tongue.

I just don't know why, seeing the weird smile on Nagasawa Masa's face, Urahara Kisuke suddenly felt a little panicked.

But if it is poured out, it is water that is thrown out.

Obviously, Kisuke Urahara at this time has not yet evolved into the unscrupulous profiteer who will have no lower limit in the future, so he just nodded and said.

"No problem, if you need any help from me, just ask."

It wasn't until this moment that Masa Nagasawa reluctantly patted Yoruichi's hands pinching his cheeks away, put her arms around Kisuke Urahara's shoulders, waved her hand to Yoruichi, and made a "boys Whispering, don't follow me" expression.

Then he and Urahara Kisuke walked aside and whispered something.

Leaning slightly, after Nagasawa Masa finished telling her request, Urahara Kisuke couldn't help showing a strange look on his face.

He only hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

"That's fine, but what do you want this thing for?"

Hearing this, Chang Zeya suddenly showed an unfathomable expression on her face, lowered her voice, and said in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about it."

"Oh, by the way, I heard that you have a laboratory of your own in the secret mobile unit. I wonder if you can show me around."

"I think, you will definitely not refuse my request as a 'savior'?"

"Jie jie jie jie!"

...... cut......

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Chapter 61 Exploding Clothes

"Nagazawa, come to class."

In Nagasawa Masa's small courtyard, I don't know if I was dreaming. As Nagasawa Masa was lying on the bed, I always felt that I had dreamed of Mr. Yamamoto chasing after him with a sword like fire and slashing at him.

Frowning tightly, he was startled and sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Is it a dream..."

It wasn't until he sat up that the somewhat sleepy Nagasawa scratched his messy hair and murmured to himself.

However, in the next second, Yamamoto's voice penetrated his cochlea as if it came from his ear.

"You are limited to report to the first team building within 10 minutes, otherwise, the old man guesses that you don't want to know the consequences."

This time, Nagasawa really heard clearly.

Startled, he suddenly widened his eyes, and his face lost all drowsiness in an instant.

It was Yamamoto who was communicating with Skyra Sora.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked outside the house.

Only now did the sky in Seireitei become bright.

It's not even 5 o'clock!

Nagasawa couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"Do today's elderly people like morning exercises so much..."

"You still have 5 minutes."

However, before he could finish his complaints, Yamamoto's words rang in his ears again.

Hastily, in the blink of an eye, 5 minutes are gone.

Was it eaten by a dog?

The sentence "MMP" was already in Nagasawa's mouth.

He didn't dare to speak his heart out, hurriedly put on his clothes, and teleported directly to the first team's team building.

At this time, nearly two days have passed since Saraki Kenba made a big fuss in Seireitei.

Thanks to Yamamoto, when there were still more than ten hours left on his experience card, he remembered his cheap apprentice.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how he could get to the first team from Noble Street in 5 minutes.

Speaking of which, this is already the third time that Nagasawa has come to the team building of the first team.

Just different from the previous two times, this time he no longer entered through the gate, but appeared directly at the training ground where Yamamoto was.

Just kidding, I'm the captain's new closed disciple, who dares to stop me?

And when he just appeared on the training ground, as if he had expected his speed, Yamamoto threw a wooden knife over and said in a flat tone.

"Since I promised to teach you the chopping technique, then let the old man test your level first, just attack it."

As he spoke, Yamamoto assumed a stance with a knife in his middle.

After catching the wooden knife thrown by Yamamoto, Masa Nagasawa first glanced at Saebujiro who was sitting in the corner with a serious face.

Then he set his eyes on the opposite mountain itself, and couldn't help showing a dignified look on his face.

It was obviously just a very ordinary mid-section wielder, but he couldn't see even the slightest flaw in it.

Perhaps, this is the profound meaning of the chopping technique.

"call......"

Gently spit out the turbid air in his chest, unlike Yamamoto who holds a sword in both hands, whether it is the [Entry-Level Slash Mastery] he bought, or the aftertaste left on him by the peak sword skills of Uno Hanauri, one-handed Even holding a knife made him feel more comfortable.

Without relying on the ability of the experience card, nor using even a little spiritual pressure, just relying on the physique of the spirit body, Nagasawa Ya, who holds a knife in one hand, bullied her.

The wooden knife in his hand seemed to have turned into a wandering dragon at this moment, attacking directly towards Yamamoto.

However, facing the violent storm of slashes, Yamamoto was like catkins blowing in the wind. He just waved the wooden sword in his hand left and right, and all his attacks were neutralized.

"What a violent swordsmanship. Although there are rules, there is no sword intent. Your sword has no heart."

After all, Yamamoto, who had been squinting his eyes slightly, suddenly opened them.

Also did not use even a little spiritual pressure, and also only relied on the physique of the spirit body, but unlike Nagasawa Yana's slashing like a storm, Yamamoto just held the knife with his muscular arms, He swung a knife at Nagasawa Ya.

"Fucking ruthless!!!"

Immediately, Nagasawa let out an embarrassing scream and flew away on her back.

Seeing Masa Nagasawa flying upside down, for some reason, Jiro Sparrow, who was sitting in the corner, had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But before he could think about it, Yamamoto over there had already put away his wooden knife, looked at Nagasawa Ya, and said with a bit of resentment.

"Compared to your Zanpakuto ability and Reiatsu, your basic combat ability is simply a mess!"

"The slashing techniques are so common and common, it must be no better than fighting for nothing."

"If it weren't for the fact that your strength exceeds the standard by too much, I would really like to throw you into the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy and let you learn it all over again!"

Hearing this, Nagasawa who stood up scratched her nose in embarrassment.

Because even the only commendable ability and Reiatsu do not belong to him.

He couldn't help defending himself, and said embarrassingly, "That...mainly because I'm small and weak, once I practice Reiatsu..."

However, before he finished speaking, Yamamoto over there interrupted his next words with a loud shout.

"To shut up!"

"What's the matter with your expression!?"

"What's the matter with your eyes!?"

"I don't know why you asked me to teach you the chopping technique and white fighting, but with such eyes, what can you do!?"

Listening to the scolding in his ears, Nagasawa couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, but for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

That's right, the reason why I have the cheek to ask Mr. Yamamoto for advice on how to cut and fight in vain, isn't it to be able to protect myself in this cruel world?

If even at this time you are fooling around, what else can you do?

Thinking of this, Chang Zeya couldn't help closing her mouth about to complain, and even the expression on her face became more serious.

Although, old man, you made me feel like I went to the wrong set, but ah...

I'm really on fire!

Seeing that Nagasawa Masa was stunned by his own words, a look of satisfaction flashed in Yamamoto's eyes.

"Very good, very spirited!"

After simply affirming Nagasawa Masa's attitude, Yamamoto threw the wooden knife in his hand on the ground, and the wooden knife that had not been sharpened was actually inserted into the floor under his feet.

Immediately, Yamamoto slowly stretched out his arms from the collar of his jacket, allowing his jacket to hang around his waist, revealing his muscular muscles and the criss-crossing scars on his body.

Looking at the body that had been tempered for thousands of years, Nagasawa's pupils shrank to the size of a needle in an instant.

Old man, your clothes are blown away.

I saw Yamamoto over there, picking up the wooden sword at his feet, and said in a deep voice to Nagasawa Masaru.

"Since you asked to learn the chopping technique and white fighting without using spiritual pressure, then on the basis of your mess, I will first teach you the fighting skills that two moves are enough to kill with one blow."

"First, its name..."

"Ghost fire!"

Chapter 62 I fused Kyoraku Shunsui with Ukitake Shishiro! Fusion Summon!

As Yamamoto's voice fell, Masa Nagasawa seemed to feel something passing by his face.

He looked back subconsciously, and saw that on the wall behind him, at some point, there was an extra hole about the size of an adult's fist.

The smooth edge seems to describe the weapon that excavated it, what a magic weapon it is.

But Nagasawa knew that it was just an unsharp wooden knife.

When he turned his head again, Yamamoto over there was standing with a knife, and the wooden knife in his hand was pointing at him.

Obviously, the stunning thrust just now was Yamamoto's masterpiece.

"This is a blow made by the old man relying on his own physique. The intention is to catch the enemy by surprise and defeat the enemy with one blow."

"Your physical fitness..."

"Forget it, don't mention it."

Speaking of this, Yamamoto couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

He has two very famous disciples, one named Jingle Chunshui and the other named Ukitake Shishiro.

Through the battle just now, he could see that Masa Nagasawa was simply a combination of Shunsui Jingle and Shishiro Ukitake.

Beneath the frivolous appearance is a vain body.

He couldn't help but continued with some headaches.

"With this move, you can control the amount of spiritual pressure according to the strength of the enemy. Even if you don't have the physique like the old man, you can still play an extremely good effect."

"As for whether you plan to improve your physical fitness, I don't care about it. After all, I just agreed to teach you chopping and fighting for nothing."

"Next, the old man will demonstrate the details for you, you watch and learn with your heart."

After all, Yamamoto started from the footwork, disassembled and crushed the skills related to the use of [wild fire] such as the way of exerting force, the timing of using Reiatsu, and demonstrated it to Masa Nagasawa three times.

Nagasawa Ya's mind said, I have learned.

But his body said, you learned to be a ghost.

At this time, Nagasawa really hoped that someone would come over and let him bind and synchronize.

Seeing Nagasawa Ya showing a pensive look, Yamamoto didn't bother, just watched him quietly, until after a while, when Nagasawa Ya's sight refocused, he continued .

However, he did not ask Nagasawa whether he had learned the [Wisp Fire] move just now, but casually threw the wooden knife aside, then sat down on his horse, twisted his waist and closed his fist.

"The second trick, to be honest, the old man actually doesn't think it's very suitable for you now."

"With your current physical fitness, even if I teach it to you now, it may become a constraint for you."