Chapter 96: Remember Today’s Grudge First

Ruyue Ming naturally knows Yigu, and it can even be said that he is very impressed.

One punch is enough to collapse mountains and rivers. Even the ten-blade Arrancar Daxu cannot withstand it at all.

He remembered it very clearly.

Yamamoto, who had the Blade Ruohu sealed, almost disabled Wanda Wise with one punch.

The two bones with full firepower directly smashed it into meat dregs and destroyed it instantly.

Although Wanda Wise's IQ is somewhat low and she has also lost her language ability, she has gained great strength in exchange.

Absolute ten-blade level.

Even so, he was still instantly killed by Yamamoto.

It's evident how strong Yamamoto is.

As he said himself.

Why has he been able to serve as the captain of the Gotei 13 for a thousand years?

Because, even after a thousand years, no god of death stronger than him has appeared.

Although the power of Bai Da largely depends on the user, it also reflects the power of this move from the side.

Ruyue Ming has been looking forward to this for a long time.

"How to learn?"

Ruyue Ming took off his clothes excitedly, and tied the brand new death tyrant uniform directly around his waist.

"Sparring like before?"

Seeing this, Yamamoto's face darkened. Who did he learn from who had the bad habit of taking off his clothes when he talked about fighting? Moreover, his temper was too impetuous, and he would suffer disadvantages sooner or later in the future.

"Go to the dojo first."

An old man and a young man were walking in the corridor of the team building one behind the other. The team members next to them were busy with their work as if no one was around, paying no attention to the two of them.

It is no secret that Akira Kisaragi joins Genryu in the First Division, and it is vaguely spread among the Seireitei.

The elite members of the first team could see scenes like this almost every week, and they were already used to it.

Spacious and bright dojo.

The brand new floors are filled in an orderly manner, outlining a simple yet grand pattern.

Ru Yueming sat down cross-legged and looked at the old man in front of him expectantly.

"After these days of fighting and studying, you have made up for a lot of your shortcomings, but you have also exposed new problems."

Yamamoto put his hands behind his back, looking like a master, and his deep voice gave people a feeling of calmness and self-power.

"It is not difficult to analyze from your previous battle with Shiraki Shinichi. The actual combat experience is acceptable, but the basic skills are still sparse, and the consciousness and operation have been deformed to a certain extent."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers and suddenly closed them at an undetectable and terrifying speed. The air was instantly crushed in the palm of his hand, creating a heart-stopping wind:

"If it is an opponent of the same level or evenly matched, you can also use the advantage of the spirit body to crush them."

"But when you meet someone who is really good at fighting, it's hard to tell the outcome."

Kisaragi Ming frowned slightly, somewhat disapproving of Yamamoto's words.

But for the sake of his fist, which was bigger than a casserole, he decided to bury this idea in his heart for the time being.

"Your talent is quite good."

Yamamoto did not pay attention to the change in the boy's expression, but said to himself, "After peeling off the tough spirit body, it is Captain Unohana's Death Sword Style, the basic style taught by the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"And the Sifengyuan Secret School of White Fighting, which is completely incompatible with you."

"Don't forget, the Sifengyuan family is in charge of a secret mobile force, and their behavior and fighting style are mainly assassination."

"Of course, being able to complete a journey that would take an ordinary god of death several years or even decades in such a short period of time can already explain a lot of things."

"Indeed, the purpose of mastering these is to fight. In terms of combat performance alone, you can definitely be called qualified or even excellent."

Having said this, Yamamoto paused and deliberately observed Kisaragi Akira's expression, fearing that the boy would become complacent because of his compliment.

When he found that Akira Kisaragi didn't react much, Yamamoto relaxed and continued:

"Actually, your current state is somewhat similar to wearing someone else's clothes and shoes. Although the size is suitable, there will always be a psychological gap."

"If it were before, you might not be able to detect it."

"But after I really get into Yuanliu and master the hand caressing and blasting, I think..."

"You should have noticed something is wrong yourself, right?"

Ruyue Ming was silent for a moment.

It can only be said that he is a veteran who has lived for thousands of years, and he can see his problem at a glance.

Although there was only a slight sense of discomfort and disobedience, it was still easily noticed.

Today, he will indeed make mistakes in battle due to these problems.

Otherwise, in the previous entanglement of Senju Maru, he could have persisted for at least five more points.

The disadvantages pointed out by Yamamoto are even more striking.

As mentioned before, the Sifengyuan family's secret white-fighting school and acting style complement each other and achieve each other's success.

At the same time, it also caused most of the tribesmen to have spiritual body structures that were different from ordinary people.

On the other hand, Ru Yueming, who nowadays often wears clothes and fights, is not on the same channel as the Sifengyuan family at all, so it is normal for them to be a bit different in compatibility.

It's not just a matter of style.

Rather, there are countless details that are so small that they are difficult to distinguish, such as height, weight, length and width of limbs, length of steps, etc.

If you want to adjust to the level that suits you best, it will take less than three to five years to achieve.

Even if Ru Yueming opens the trap, he still needs to waste a lot of time and energy on it.

"Understood."

Ruyue Ming sighed and said helplessly: "I'll just try to avoid using it in the future."

Yamamoto shook his head: "Actually, I have a better way."

"Elaborate!" Ruyue Ming became more energetic.

"It's very simple."

Yamamoto's bald head swayed from side to side, making a scalp-numbing bone crunching sound. There was a hint of unnoticeable joy in his tone, and even the corners of his mouth curved in a slight ferocious arc:

“The best way to correct a mistake is not to fill it in.”

"Instead, it was crushed with the most arrogant and incomprehensible force, just like a leaning building."

“All the problems can be corrected by just tearing it down and rebuilding!”

Ru Yueming "..."

After the old man said so much, you just wanted to beat him up, right?

In the final analysis, Yamamoto simply saw that he had been too moist before, and then wanted to increase his strength.

Although what he said made sense, Ru Yueming insisted that there was a lot of personal grudges involved.

Seeing that Kisaragi Akira didn't object, Yamamoto took off his upper body Death Armor and tied it around his waist. His terrifying body covered with scars was revealed, and a fierce and domineering aura hit his face.

Very good, it seems that Yamamoto has to be added to the list of grievances.

Seeing that Akira Kisaragi had set up his posture and was fully prepared, Yamamoto loosened his fingers and released a raging foehn heat wave. He actually changed his normal attitude and chose to attack first!

In just an instant, the old face approached, followed by a fist as big as a casserole.

Ru Yueming's pupils suddenly shrank before she could react.

boom--

The nightmare unfolds!

After an unknown amount of time, the entire dojo was bombarded into a tattered mess. Looking at the spacious venue, one could barely see a complete floor.

Even the walls were lined with large holes, as if they had been beaten into a sieve.

Ruyue Mingcheng was lying in the ruins, his eyes were dull, and he instinctively raised the only right hand that could still move, and released Huidao to heal himself.

On the other hand, Yamamoto, not far away, looked relaxed, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but otherwise unscathed.

Ru Yueming tried her best, but could not cause any harm to it.

But although the person was beaten severely, the effect was really good.

As Yamamoto said before, if the house is built crookedly, then it must be torn down and started over.

After spending an entire afternoon, Yamamoto directly broke all of Kisaragi Akira's bad habits, and even if his spiritual body wasn't strong enough, he would have been beaten to pieces.

Now Ru Yueming's fighting consciousness has been directly redone, and his whole person has taken on a completely new look.

It just looks a lot worse on the outside.

And during this period, Yamamoto also showed him the power generation method of "One Bone" and the trajectory of spiritual pressure many times, and while beating him hard, he patiently explained and analyzed it.

This is a fighting method that combines spiritual power and spiritual pressure. The stronger the two, the more powerful the destructive power they can exert.

It can be said that it is tailor-made for Ruyue Ming.

The only problem is that with his current foundation, he is still unable to perform it perfectly. If he breaks out forcefully, it will cause serious consequences of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and damaging himself by 800.

Yamamoto slowly came to the ruins, stretched out his hand to pull out the Kisaragi Akira buried inside, casually patted the dust on his body, shook it off again, and after making sure that nothing was damaged, he threw it back to the ground.

"Similar teaching methods may come once every three to five."

Yamamoto's first words almost made Kisaragi Akira unbalanced. He almost knocked him out once, but if he tried a few more times, he might be able to start again.

"Of course, the premise is that you have new shortcomings."

"Regarding the details of Yigu, if you don't understand anything, please come to the team at any time and ask me. Don't mess around."

"You performed pretty well today. I won't pursue the mistakes you made before."

Ruyue Ming slowly typed a question mark.

When did he make a mistake?

This old man clearly has a problem with him!

Due to the disparity in strength, Kisaragi could only draw a mark for Yamamoto in the book of grudges.

Sooner or later...

"And one more thing."

Yamamoto changed the subject and his expression became much more serious.

"Do you still remember when you were assassinated at Shanding Temple?"

Ru Yueming was confused and tried to remember. After a while:

"Remember, the assassination team sent by the rebels was despicable and attacked me when I was exhausted..."

Yamamoto was silent.

Can you also call yourself exhausted?

I beat you all afternoon and you still look full of energy. Killing two ordinary voids that are not even big voids will make you exhausted, right?

"Actually, after you left, Team Thirteen sent several teams to Shanding Temple to investigate the cause of Daxu's appearance, and at that time another group of men in black appeared."

"They are obviously here to kill people and silence them, so I suspect that Daxu's appearance in Rukongai may be related to the rebels."

Ruyue Ming listened with great interest, and even the bruises no longer hurt so much:

"Then what?"

Yamamoto glared at him angrily and continued:

"The Seireitei side suffered heavy casualties, and all the rebel forces who came to assassinate them were wiped out."

"The covert mobile unit launched an investigation into this matter."

"Judging from the traces left at the scene, a third person may have been present at the time."

"Judging from the spiritual pressure alone, his strength is at least as strong as the vice-captain's."

Ruyue Ming is thoughtful.

It turned out that uncontrollable factors were discovered during the investigation.

Team 13 forces, rebel forces, and then unknown forces appeared.

In addition, there are also interest struggles between nobles and rebel wars between each other.

Even if there is no invasion by foreign enemies, the Soul Society is still a mess...

"Not long ago."

Yamamoto said solemnly, "There has been a disappearance in Rukongai. The missing people include Shinigami and civilians, and similar traces of spiritual pressure have been found within the scope of the missing persons' activities."

"Originally, I was going to let Kyōraku take charge, but he has an urgent mission and Ukitake is bedridden and unable to fight."

"so……"

His eyes dropped and fell on Ru Yueming, who looked confused.

"You happen to have nothing to do on weekdays, so why not go investigate this matter."

Ruyue Ming's eyes widened: "Me?"

Has Old Man Shan finally become an old fool and actually asked a member of the 11th Squadron to do such a delicate matter as an investigation?

"Any questions?"

Yamamoto was not angry, and his old voice was full of coercion, as if Kisaragi's fist as big as a casserole would fall if he dared to say no.

"彳庍口巴..."

Kisaragi Ming took a deep breath and reluctantly accepted the task.

Yamamoto treated him wholeheartedly and sincerely.

If I just keep asking without giving, I will feel a little bit guilty in my heart.

Since Yamamoto entrusted him with such an important task, it meant that the old man really regarded him as one of his own.

You treat me with sincerity, and I repay you with my heart.

"Don't forget to go to the Fourth Division first."

Just when Kisaragi Akira barely regained his mobility and was staggering about to leave the dojo, Yamamoto's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Let Captain Uzhihua check you out to avoid any internal injuries..."

The old voice gradually drifted away until it was no longer audible.

Turning his head and looking at the empty dojo behind him, Ru Yueming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he had thought of something worth being happy about, and even his footsteps became a little brisker when he left.

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Division 4, Comprehensive Rescue Center.

After Kisaragi Akira came here to report, Unohana Retsu temporarily put down the work at hand and took time to check on him.

In the ward, he lay weakly and told the gentle woman next to him about Yamamoto's evil deeds.

Later, I also mentioned the mission.

Not surprisingly, Unohana Retsu knew some of the details.

"The members of Division 12 who were sent that day behaved very strangely after they came back. They excitedly said that they had discovered their potential and become stronger."

"Then they applied for a team transfer and took the initiative to choose Team 11."

Hearing this, Ru Yueming's mouth twitched.

He could already imagine the consequences.

Team transfer is not something you can just talk about. It needs to pass an assessment or the consent of the two captains before it can be completed.

A group of people engaged in scientific research went to confront the reckless men.

I'm afraid my brains will be hammered out.

Uozhihua Lie smiled and stretched out his hand, turning Kisaragi Ming over on the hospital bed. His slender white fingers were dipped in special ointment and evenly applied on the bruised area, exuding bursts of coolness.

I have to say, the effect is outstanding.

The bruises are fading visibly, and even the soreness in the muscles has been reduced a lot.

"If you want to investigate related matters."

Unohana Retsu smiled gently and said slowly: "You can go to the 54th District of North Rukongai first and have a look. Maybe there will be clues..."