March Simulation: I Pushed One Piece World Sideways

Chapter 142 Development
It is to go to the present world for soul burial practice.

The hungover Sheng was in good spirits, and he couldn't tell at all that he was so drunk last night that he occasionally went crazy with alcohol.

After receiving the lower-level Zanpakuto, we followed the teacher who led the team to the present world through the world-transmitting gate.

The students in a class were divided into four groups, and of course Sheng was the captain of our group.

The work of soul burial is actually very easy, as long as you control your own abilities, you can complete it perfectly.

However, we did not expect that at the end of the soul burial, Xu suddenly appeared.

Although they have received five years of education, the students are still a little flustered-although there are many people and strength.

But Xu is not something that can be dealt with casually, and someone even hid directly behind Sheng.

Shouting "You, you are the captain! You must protect us—" and pushed Sheng forward.

Sheng was caught off guard, staggered and stood still, before he could draw his knife, he was swept away and hit the wall next to him, which collapsed and buried him inside.

"Sheng—"

I was shocked, and in order to gain time, I gave up Yan Ling and directly used Po Dao: "Po Dao 33, Canghuo Pendant!"

Although the power was halved, it still made that Xu retreat three or four steps.

At this time, the timid students had already left us to find the teacher, and there were only five people left, including me and Sheng.

I seized this gap, swept away the pile of stones with Zanpakuto, and "dug" out the Sheng inside.

Sheng's body is stronger than that of ordinary people, and there is no serious injury on his body, but the cut on his head is bleeding continuously.

I didn't have time to heal his wounds, so I could only deal with it urgently, then stood up and rushed towards the ghost.

Draw a knife, chop, be dodged.

Zanpakuto that doesn't belong to him can't play much role at all.

"You guys, help me stop it a little bit!"

"Understood!" Although the other three were wounded, they still tried their best to resist Xu's attack after knowing my purpose.

"Bones of beasts scattered all over the place! Spires, red crystals, steel wheels. Movement is the wind, stop is the sky, and the sound of long spears striking each other fills the empty city. The 63 of breaking the road, thunder roaring cannon!"

The lightning wrapped a large amount of spiritual power, knocking off most of Xu's body at once.

The ghost howled a few times and disappeared in front of us.

Be vigilant, tense the muscles of the whole body, and even the sound of his own breathing can be heard.

suddenly!The sound of cutting the air came from behind me, and I instinctively twisted my waist and dodged to the side.

I thought my reaction and action were fast enough, but I still got a long bloody gash on my back from that blow.

what happened? !Hasn't it already given it a serious blow? !

why it-

The puzzled gaze turned into disbelief after turning around—that Xu, devouring Sheng's body while recovering itself.

Completely losing my composure, I drew my saber and rushed forward, not looking at the other party at all, only wanting to cut off the points stuck in Sheng's body and absorbing soul power.

Sheng has already woken up, grabbing the part that was buried in his body with his bleeding hand, and yelling at me: "Idiot! Go away!! Leave me alone!!!"

I turned a deaf ear and continued to attack.

It was useless, every blow was easily blocked, and Xu who had absorbed Sheng's power became stronger.

As for me, I can only watch Sheng gradually blur in front of me - that is the phenomenon that the soul is about to disappear!

At this time, the teacher leading the team came with the elite of the students, and the Zanpakuto belonging to the teacher solved the Xu that had not fully recovered its strength in two or three strokes.

However, Sheng could not be saved——

Blood trickled down from his forehead.

Tears, blurred vision.

The gap in strength is so obvious - I'm not strong enough, not strong enough to protect important people.

The scene five years ago was repeated, and the pain of losing again was as if it could forcefully cut through the flesh and blood, and the tearing pain was twisting in my heart.

It turned out that I was still so weak.

Not just physically, but mentally.

"Xiawang, it's time to find your Zanpakuto."

"Yes."

After that incident, I learned a truth that people who perform too well will end up with no good results.

Sheng, it was because of his outstanding ability that he was pushed out like that.

However, if I hadn't left his side that day, if I had paid more attention to him, if I had put him far away beforehand.

But there are not so many ifs in this world, and there are not so many regret medicines to take.

I am still alone.

The difference is that I don't allow myself to be too good.

Seeing Sheng, who is called a "genius", leave me like this, I learned a truth.

Learning to hide my strength was the biggest lesson I learned after that incident.

The fringe land of the soul world is as barren as ever.

Large tracts of barren land were blown by the wind and brought up layers of yellow sand, which was extremely dry.

Your own Zanpakuto needs to be found by yourself, it may appear anywhere in the world of souls.

Resonating with the spiritual pressure of Zanpakuto, I came to the edge of the soul world.

There's nothing here, where will my Zanpakuto be?
How long has it been.

Urahara leaned against the door, staring blankly at the slightly poisonous summer sun, he looked up.

Below, to the left, to the right—there's nothing, and I can't help showing a childlike disappointment: there's nothing.

"Ah, boring."

He waved the fan more rapidly, as if he wanted to blow himself away. If the wind blows, he doesn't know how fast.

He sighed secretly, the expression of despair and loneliness came out on his face, which was quite dramatic, but fortunately his group of trouble-loving shop assistants were all out on business.

Otherwise, you will laugh out loud.If they were here, wouldn't they feel so bored?

As Urahara thought about it, the fan slapped harder.

With a "snap", the poor fan seemed to have been sentenced to death, tragically ending the fate of the fan.Looking at the broken fan, Urahara felt even more depressed.

It's been 33 days, and he silently counted the days when she would leave, frowning: This is the first time she hasn't come here for more than a month.

Although, she is usually more than three months old.

Can't come back in such a short time.

He played with the broken fan, thinking carefully, if he came back, maybe old man Yamamoto would open karaoke tomorrow in Soul Soul Realm?
Or did Fuzhu work for three days without falling ill?Or is Captain Unohana getting married?
The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, but then, he unconsciously laughed out loud.

It's like this every time anyway.

He will worry about when she will come back, and feel that something big will happen if she comes back too early, and then start to conceive a series of "big things" in his mind.

At first, it was just such trivial things as Captain Aizen choking on laughing in front of everyone, or Captain Kuchiki dancing ballet while standing on the table.

Later, it even developed to the point where Captain Yamamoto proposed that the entire soul world should pursue skinny beauty.

Now, he even thought of Captain Uzhihua getting married, he had to admire his amazing imagination.

I don't know what expressions the protagonists in the above incident would have if they knew about it.

Suddenly, a slight vibration disturbed him, and he stood up abruptly, staring straight at the corner of the street.

(End of this chapter)