In the early morning, a ray of light was revealed, shining on the dewdrops, reflecting dazzling colors. Several early bugs crawled on the ground and encountered the grass. The dewdrops rolled down from the tip of the grass and fell to the ground, splashing dust. The birds chirped on the branches to welcome the rising sun.

"Swish~Swish~Swish~" A sound of sword waving came. He Muyang stood under the tree and looked forward with a serious look, as if there was an enemy in front of him. He held the Zanpakura's hands tightly, showing his seriousness.

As He Muyang waved the Zanpakura in his hand again and again, a trace of undetectable breeze circled around him. Unfortunately, He Muyang was deeply immersed in the wonderful feeling of almost uniting with the Zanpakura when he swung the knife, and did not notice anything happening around him.

At some point, Kimura Kazuma appeared quietly behind He Muyang. He watched He Muyang wave the Zanpakura in his hand seriously again and again, without any impatience or impatience, nodded with relief.

"Yeah?" He noticed the breeze surrounding He Muyang, and Kimura Kazuma thought: "Is this the power of his Zanpakura? It seems to be wind-attributed."

"After several years of training, the spiritual pressure has already achieved results. I guess it is no less than the deputy captain now, and the instant step has become more exciting. Although it is far inferior to those who are secretly maneuvering. Although I didn't teach anything in vain, with his physical fitness and reflex nerves, I can still be considered a careless person. I have nothing to teach in terms of ghost realm, so I can only rely on himself. When he goes to Zhenyang Academy in the future, I should be able to learn it."

"As for Kendo," he glanced at He Muyang who was waving the knife seriously. Kazumaki's eyes were full of pride, "Even compared to those captains, they would not be at all disadvantages, and they even won."

"Oh, old man, when did you come?" He Muyang said without looking back at the sheath of Zanpakura.

"It's great. Now I can catch my figure without my eyes."

"That's right, geniuses like me are completely pressureless to do this." He Muyang said shamelessly.

"Did you feel your Zanpakura?" Kazuma Kimura ignored He Muyang's boast and instead asked him such a question.

Hearing Kimura Kazumaki’s problem, He Muyang’s face suddenly collapsed, “Don’t mention it, I haven’t felt it yet, what’s going on.”

Rubbing his chin, Kimura Kazuma said inexplicably: "Reasonable, this shouldn't be the case. According to you, you had entered your inner world more than ten years ago and had a communication with Zanpakura. Although you didn't ask for the name of Zanpakura at that time, you should have almost reached the threshold for the initial understanding."

"What's more, you are more than ten times stronger than when you first came here a dozen years ago. Although your strength is still a long way from the captain, if you face the deputy captain, you will basically win steadily, except for the stubborn fool around Yamamoto Tsunryuzai."

"Ale, I'm so powerful now!" He Muyang thought beautifully that he could already win the vice captain, "Who is the stupid fool around Captain Yamamoto you mentioned?" Could it be Minister Jue Jiro? Look at his weak appearance in the original work, he doesn't look like it!

"That fool, that's a big fool." Kimura Kazuma showed a look of memories on his face. "Although he is a hopeless fool, he still has to say that he is an amazing person."

"Hey, hey, old man, don't show your remembrance, don't be out of mind, let's talk about the topic!"

"That was more than a thousand years ago."

Can you stop talking about it thousands of years ago? How long has this old man lived?

"At that time, he was still a young man with high spirits, and Yamamoto was already a famous figure in the Soul Realm of Corpse. At that time, Yamamoto was not called Yamamoto Fenryu Sawa, but Yamamoto Shigeko. He was the ancestor of Yuanliu and the head of Yuanzijue. Because of the scars in the shape of the 'Yuan' on his forehead, he was called 'Yuanzi' and spread throughout the Soul Realm of Corpse."

"At that time, he was like crazy, admiring Yamamoto Shigeki, determined to be Yamamoto's right-hand man. Although he was not a student of Yuanziju, he would go there almost every day to ask for Yamamoto's meeting. Even if Yamamoto scolded him, he insisted on visiting him every day. It's true that people hate him very much. Although Yamamoto said that, everyone knows that he actually admires this tough fool."

"Then, after he was scolded by Yamamoto, he did not go to Yuanziju for a month. Everyone thought he had given up. But a month later, he went again, taking his struggle within a month - Bankai!!! In just one month, he learned many areas that the god of death could not reach in his life. Then, as Yamamoto's left and right hand, he kept fighting for him and sharing his worries. In this process, his daimyo also spread throughout the corpse soul world."

"He is Minister Jiro, who is currently the deputy captain of the First Team of the Guating Thirteenth Team. He has held this position since the establishment of the Guating Thirteenth Team. Although he is only the deputy captain, as a person who has learned Bankai more than a thousand years ago, his strength is definitely more than half of the captain of the Guating Thirteenth Team."

He glanced at He Muyang in a faint glance, and Kazuma Kimura continued: "Although he has not used his Bankai for thousands of years, with your strength, he can only serve as a food delivery person."

"Hahaha~~" He Muyang laughed dryly, recalling the plot in the anime. No matter how you look at the old man, he is not a powerful character, he is really that awesome? It's not the same name, right? Although it's unlikely. Next time you see him fighting with him, you shouldn't be serious about that guy.

Seeing He Muyang looking eager to try, Kimura Kazumaru sighed in his heart, indeed, he was unstable!

"Boy, I warn you not to provoke him, do you know!!"

"Hey hey hey~~ Old man, why are you here again? I know." He Muyang said perfunctorily, "By the way, look at your look of remembrance when you talk about him, do you know each other? Is he your gay friend?"

Kazuma Kimura suddenly fell silent.

"No, right? Did I guess it?? Really a friend?"

"Fart!!!" Kazuma Kimura roared, calming down his mood. Kazuma Kimura suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, boy, have you always asked me to practice with you? Come on, let's gesture."

"Why are you suddenly...?" The sudden change in Kimura Kazuma's attitude made He Muyang feel irritated. He didn't have time to think too much, and he was dragged over by Kimura Kazuma.

"Come on, take action, attack me."

"Don't you draw your sword?" He Muyang said puzzled as he watched Kimura Kazuma stand there like that.

"When it's time to draw the sword, you will naturally draw it."

"Damn, old man, you look down on me!!"

With his feet moving, He Muyang disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Kimura Kazumaki the next moment. With the whistling sound of the wind, he slashed at Kimura Kazumaki's waist with a knife.

"Where are you aiming?" A joking laughter came from behind.

"Oh no!" He Muyang quickly let go of one hand and attacked the place where the sound came, but it was empty.

"This kind of slow movement is not good." Kimura Kazuma stood 10 meters ahead of He Muyang with his hands behind his back, "It must be like this."

As the words fell, Kimura Kazumaru suddenly disappeared from He Muyang's eyes, and then appeared beside He Muyang. Without any time to react, he had already kicked He Muyang hard. Before He Muyang could land, he kicked him back.

He slowly got up and looked at Kazuma Kimura who was still standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. He Muyang rubbed his chest and said, "Don't be so cruel, old man, you should at least put some water." He couldn't help but be shocked by Kazuma Kimura. The gap in strength is really big!!!

"Tsk, I've let the water go, otherwise you would have died long ago."

"Old man, it's not good to speak loudly, I'm not serious either."

"Is that true?" As he said that, a powerful spiritual pressure burst out from Kimura Kazuma's seemingly old body.

The feet became soft and He Muyang almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!