Since Feng Shen Taiyi is a "legal resident" of Jing Ling Ting, the consistent Bansi Danfang just lowered his head and glanced slightly before letting him go. Then he saw that the four murderous stone walls as big as hills disappeared again...

"Da da"

"Da da"

Taichi Feng Shen walked slowly on the way to the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw several noble Shinigami in gorgeous clothes walking towards him.

Among these Shinigami, there were men and women, some were talking and laughing, some were strangers, and there was also a familiar face. It was Tsunayashiro Tokio who "parted ways" with Taichi the Wind God that day.

So after bumping into Fuugami Taichi, Tsunayashiro Tokio was slightly startled, and subconsciously wanted to say hello, but saw the former walking straight past him as if he hadn't seen him at all.

"..." Tsunayashiro Tokio had no choice but to put down his intention of "reconciling" with Taichi the Wind God, and continued to walk forward with the other trainee Shinigami in silence...

"Eh? Did I read it right just now? That guy had two knives on him? It doesn't look like he was a casualty..." someone suddenly asked.

"Ah? That can't be a Zanpakuto, right? How old is that guy? He seems to be the same generation as Tokio, right?" After the other person finished speaking, he looked at Tsunayashiro Tokio again.

"Ah..." Tsunayashiro Tokio's mood at this time was very complicated: Although Fuugami Taichi was born in Rukongai, after all, he had a "life-long" friendship with him, and they got along for a while, and they felt pretty good——

I really want to break off the relationship, but I feel quite uncomfortable...

But if you want to apologize, where does your pride as one of the four nobles lie?

"Hey, hey, Tokio? Tokio?" The person who asked the question before saw that Tsunayashiro Tokio had been silent, so he called out twice.

"Ah... don't worry about him! The banquet is about to start, let's rush there quickly!" After Tsunayashiro Tokio said, he led a few people slowly through the street and disappeared under the bright early sun.

…

…

Two days later in the morning, a drizzle suddenly began to fall in the Soul Society. It hit the No. 10 dojo of the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, making a crisp sound like mung beans being sprinkled on the bottom of a blue and white porcelain bowl.

"Waiting is a fighting method of attacking the enemy with bare hands - although we, the God of Death, don't use it very often, I ask you to at least master some skills of using without!"

Yagyu Kyubei is a white-collar teacher in the first-year class, but he is a short-built, middle-aged uncle with a hideous face:

He was wearing a pure white martial arts uniform with a brown breastplate on top. From a distance, he looked like a Ninja Turtle with a mustache.

"Hi!" More than 80 trainee Shinigami in the dojo suddenly lost interest and responded feebly when they heard that "fighting for free is not a common practice."

"Asshole! I'm just saying it's useless, but I don't mean it's useless!"

Yagyu Kyuubei sternly scolded: "Remember! The Death God's Zanpakutō is not omnipotent!

If one day your Zanpakutō cannot be used, tell me, how will you continue to fight?"

"Kidō!" Although Renji Abarai is not good at Kidō, he can't stop his desire to show off.

"Idiot!" Yagyu Kyuubei also yelled mercilessly: "You must be the Feng Shen Taichi who said something stupid like 'one hit kills' in Mr. Saito's class, right?

When I met you today, I realized that you really live up to your reputation, and you are indeed hopelessly stupid!!"

"Hi..." Renji Abarai lowered his head in shame, but a very ugly smile appeared on his face. Apparently it was because he was in too much pain to hold back his smile...

"..." Fuugami Taichi laid down his gun for no reason. When he saw everyone looking at him with sympathy in their eyes, he secretly greeted Renji Abarai's 18th generation from the bottom of his heart.

"I emphasize it again!! Although the ghost path is powerful, in a real battle, you will be killed by the enemy before you can chant——

Maybe, there are idiots like 'Fu Shen Taiyi' who will make excuses and say something unintelligible like giving up singing, instant ghost path, killing with one strike, etc.——

So I solemnly emphasize one point here: the power of the ghost path that abandons chanting is greatly reduced, and may even be only one-tenth of its original power!"

After a pause, Yagyu Jiubei continued: "If you want to give up singing, you must be particularly proficient in the ghost path you cast, so that you can quickly and accurately deploy spiritual power to achieve instantaneous release!

However, I can responsibly tell you that even if a captain-level Shinigami abandons his chant and activates the ghost path, the power will hardly be half of its original power, let alone the stupid saying of 'one hit will kill'!"

"..." When Feng Shen Taiyi heard the words "kill with one hit", he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, raised his hand and asked: "Teacher, what if instant Kidō + Shunpo?"

"That's even more stupid! My classmate, your idea is very dangerous!" Yagyu Kyuubei looked at Fujin Taichi seriously: "Whether it's ghost path or Shunpo, it will consume a lot of the Shinigami's body.

spiritual power——

And consuming a lot of spiritual power in battle is the biggest taboo! Once the enemy notices that your spiritual power is empty, your only end will be death!!"

"Sorry, I, Renji Abarai, am a stupid ass!!" Fuugami Taichi shouted back, resolutely ignoring the raging anger in the eyes of a red-haired monkey next to him.

But in the bottom of his heart, he began to think: Because the God of Death cannot absorb spiritual power from the outside world, he can only rely on his own spiritual pressure...

So, here comes the question: Why can Quincy absorb spiritual power from the outside world?

Moreover, the Quincy's Static Blood Armor and Blood Dynamic Armor sound awesome. It would be awesome if my Death Tyrant Armor also had these two abilities!!

"Then, let's practice white fighting in groups!" After Yagyu Kyubei explained the key points of white fighting for a while, he began to divide into groups of two to practice white fighting——

As a result, the students from the first class of the year dispersed in groups of two and fought with bare hands. They came and went, fighting inextricably...

The target of Fugami Taichi's free fight was Momo Hinamori. He knew that the latter was good at Kidō, but she might not be very good at free fights. After all, she was petite and thin, and it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

"Taiyi-kun, please give me some advice!" Hinamori Momo bowed slightly to Feng Shen Taiyi, then made a starting gesture, and shouted to Feng Shen Taiyi: "Then, one gram of whoosh!"

"This title is too strange, Taichi-kun... Well, come on -", before Taichi, the god of wind, could finish his "bar", he saw Momo Hinamori's figure stagnant, and she had already jumped to her side, and raised her foot to strike.

Flying kick——

"Snapped"

The moment Feng Shen Taiyi hit himself with a flying kick, he could barely block it with his elbows, but his whole body flew out under the force, smashing into the wall of the dojo with a "boom"...

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect Taichi-kun to be so careless..." After Hinamori Momo pulled Feng Shen Taichi out, she bowed and apologized repeatedly.

"No, it's because my ability to fight in vain is too weak..." Feng Shen Taiyi told the truth:

Since he entered school, he has been studying the one-sword swordsmanship of "Shunpo + Draw Sword" and the auxiliary combat ability of "Left Hand + Instant Kidō", so he is relatively weak in white fighting...

"Hey, Taichi, you are too weak, just like killing a chicken in vain!" After Renji Abarai kicked his opponent Moonlight Tornado away, he put his hands on his hips and laughed at Fuugami Taichi.

"Cut, one of the binding paths: plug!" Seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, Taichi Feng Shen raised his left index finger and pointed at it. Suddenly, a rope composed of blue spiritual power seemed to be a living thing, and Renji Abarai was

His hands and feet were tied tightly, and he fell down with a "plop" and the dog gnawed on the mud.

"What?! Taichi-kun——" Hinamori Momo looked at Abarai Renji who was tied up like a dead pig in shock, and then looked at Feng Shen Taichi, with an unbelievable expression on his face: Could it be, could it be

you did it……

"Shh!", Feng Shen Taichi raised his right index finger to his mouth, making a silent gesture, then released the binding, and said to Hinamori Momo: "Call me Taichi! Then, please continue!"

"Hey! I will definitely try my best!!" Hinamori Momo secretly regarded Feng Shen Taiyi as that kind of "low-key master", so she didn't dare to look down upon her anymore, and she had already exhausted all her strength when she took action again——

"boom"

There was a sudden loud noise in the sky, and a large hole in the shape of the word "Tai" appeared on the ceiling of the 10th dojo of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy...

In order to let everyone remember this "negative lesson", Yagyu Kyubei deliberately left this big hole in it without repairing it.

Many years later, after learning about the embarrassment of the "Legendary Captain" Fujin Taichi, the successor of the white-collar teacher Yagyu Jubei also deliberately failed to repair...
Chapter completed!