At this moment, Feng Shen Huateng suddenly became entangled, did he have spiritual power?

From the time he traveled to "Death" until now, his hunger has not been very strong, and he has not noticed the existence of spiritual power in his whole body——

Recalling the words of the white-clothed swordsman in the Blade Zen space, he had some hope: Maybe it's because I am a "no mana consumption" god of death and rely on accumulating anger to use my skills?

But……

Fengshen Huateng looked at his hands worriedly and thought to himself: The standard for admission is second-class, which means that after the spiritual power is applied to the test props, indigo is reflected——

If you can't measure your spiritual power, won't you have to be kicked out of the Jingling Court?!

As a "god of death", I can neither return to the present world nor live in the Seireitei. I can only live in Rukongai. I can neither beat the king nor reach the starting point. I compete with wild dogs for food all day long...

That feels so bad!

Feng Shen Huateng couldn't help but shuddered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't degenerate like that, so he found the blond boy Tatsuma just now and asked directly: "Hello good friend! How can I release spiritual power?

"

Chen Ma was whispering to Ah Chu when he was interrupted by Feng Shen Hua Teng. He felt unhappy and replied coldly:

"Looking at your clothes, you must have just come from this world, right? Have you ever pooped before you died? Just push where you want!"

"Do you recognize my clothes? Could it be that... you are also from this world?" Feng Shen Huateng said in surprise.

"No!" Tatsuma shook his head and looked at Feng Shen Huafu and said: "You are wearing such weird clothes. You are neither a noble nor like Rukongai. Naturally, I know that you are from this world."

"Oh! That's how it is..." Feng Shen Huatu thanked Tatsuma, then leaned alone under a cherry blossom tree, waiting while secretly accumulating power in the palm of his hand, trying to release the spiritual power.

At this time, a green-haired boy in loose and shabby clothes, but with a heroic spirit between his brows, came over, nodded to Feng Shen Huateng and said: "Don't worry, I believe you can become the god of death!"

"Oh..." Feng Shen Huateng looked at the boy in surprise, his eyes lingered on his green side bangs for a few seconds, and he replied unnaturally: "Thank you for your encouragement! I believe you can also become a candidate.

grim Reaper!"

"Yes!" The green-haired boy nodded solemnly, then stared at Feng Shen Huafu and said seriously: "My name is Yujia Ou Xu, and I come from District 76 of Higashi Rukongai, Nikoku District."

"Hello, my name is Feng Shen Huafu, and I come from Nishi Rukongai District 3, Lifushan!" Feng Shen Huafu nodded and replied.

"Oh? Lifushan?" A strange color flashed in Yujiao Xu's eyes, and he said in a rather exciting tone: "Then do you know the Shiba family? They are the Shiba family, one of the original five nobles?"

"Uh! To be honest, I just came to Soul Society not long ago..."

"Ah! So that's it! I'm really sorry, I was rude just now! Then..."

Only then did Ouch realize that the T-shirt and jeans on Feng Shen Huateng were incompatible with the surroundings, so he took out an old black robe from the bag on his back and handed it over: "If you don't mind, put on this clothes for now.

stop!"

"This... is so embarrassing! You... aren't very well-off either?!"

"Fuugami-kun, you and I are both from Rukongai, and we may study in the same class in the future. We all help each other, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about!" Yuga Ouch handed the black robe to Fuushen Hua Fujido again.

"Then... ok! Thank you!" Feng Shen Hua Teng also accepted the kindness of Ouchi Ouchi and put on the black robe outside his clothes, and suddenly a Japanese-style boy with a pussy jumped out.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, several wooden bangs suddenly sounded in front of Examination Room 6, and then a Shinigami teacher in kimono held a locust stick in one hand and knocked on the wooden sticks on the wall with the other, shouting:

"The exam has officially begun. Enter on the 1st and prepare on the 2nd! Others will line up according to their serial numbers!"

Fengshen Huateng looked at his number plate, which read "6-168", and realized that he was in the 168th position, and there were 167 candidates in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief: As long as he is not the first, it will be fine.

!

"Well, Feng Shen-kun! I'll go first!" Yuga Ouchi was number 2, so he went to the front of the team early, while Feng Shen Huafu stood behind No. 167——

The strange thing is that No. 167 is obviously the blond boy named Tatsuma, but the red-haired girl named Achu is standing side by side with him, and Feng Shen Huatou is just behind them.

But those two people didn't pay much attention to the arrival of Feng Shen Huateng, probably because there were so many candidates today and he didn't look very eye-catching, so they probably had forgotten the latter's appearance.

However, surprisingly, the test that was originally thought to take a long time went very quickly. In just a short while, it was Feng Shen's turn to draw the vine.

So he walked into the examination room and immediately saw a table in the middle of the empty dojo. On the table was a colorful stone, which should be an object produced by the 12th Division.

Behind this table, there were five Shinigami teachers in black kimonos sitting. They were like interviewers in a modern factory. They ordered without any emotion: "168, put your hands on the psychic detector."

On the stone, release your spiritual power!!"

"Hi..." Feng Shen Huateng walked to the test stone and put his right hand on it. While praying in his heart, he used all his strength to imagine gathering spiritual power into the palm of his hand——

"The colors from strong to weak spiritual power are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple! Then... I at least want to make the test stone turn into indigo!"

Fengshen Huateng's right hand was placed on the test stone, and he felt it was cold and biting, but he did not dare to let go, and used all his strength to release spiritual power into the palm of his hand——

"laugh!"

The test stone suddenly lit up purple, and the faces of the five Shinigami teachers all changed, and their eyes shimmered with disbelief, but the next second the test stone turned yellow, as if the purple just now was just an illusion!

"Fuck! Fifth level spiritual power!" Feng Shen Huateng let go of his hand. Although he was very tired, he was happy in his heart: He was only one level worse than Shiba Haiyan back then! It seems that I am also a genius!!

"168, third class, first year (17) group." The teacher in the middle put a red stamp on Feng Shen Huateng's identity plate, and then continued to test the next candidate.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the number plate in his hand, Feng Shen Huateng suddenly realized that he seemed to have been deceived by that Tatsuma!

It turns out that the colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple represent the change of spiritual power from weak to strong! When the spiritual stone encounters spiritual power, the orange color is the second level!

But……

My spiritual power is only at the third level, and I almost failed!

From the looks of it... I might just be a Shinigami soldier waiting to die in the future!!

The overjoyed Feng Shen Huateng slowly found the large room marked Year (17) Group in the teaching building. There were already many people inside, and it was estimated that their spiritual power was between the second and third levels.

between.

Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, this class is the birthplace of popular death gods: if you are lucky, you can become a chief officer, but if you are unlucky, you will just be an ordinary god of death for the rest of your life——

Because in the setting of "Death", the size of spiritual pressure represents their strength, and the upper limit of spiritual power determines the strength of spiritual pressure...
Chapter completed!