I Bound Aizen

Sure enough, Mikami Yuu snorted when he heard Aizen's words.

"Of course, you don't know that there are still many things I'm good at."

In the past, Aizen might have taken this as a joke.

But in the recent period, Mikami Yu really gave him "surprises" again and again.

Maybe, this guy really has hidden abilities, but he's usually too low-key to show it off?

Thinking of this, Aizen's eyes twitched.

No, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't associate Yu Mikami with the word "low-key".

After confirming that Mikami Yu was fine, Ukitake made a decisive move and asked for his writing to go.

Mikami Yu didn't care about this.

This word was just written by him casually, and the level of seriousness was less than one-tenth of the time he submitted for the Lanting Award.

Seeing that Aizen was silent, Mikami let out a hey hey.

"What's the matter, Soyousuke, could it be that you are so shocked by my strength that you can't speak?"

I thought that after saying this, Aizen would definitely fight back.

Unexpectedly, Aizen's expression was complicated, and after a few seconds of silence, he really nodded.

"Indeed, I was shocked."

Before, Mikami Yu had refreshed his cognition in all aspects of spiritual pressure, talent, learning ability...

But those add up, not as strong as today's impact.

Under Mikami Yuu's surprised gaze, Aizen seemed to have made up his mind.

He put down his pen and bowed to Yu Mikami:

"Misami, please teach me calligraphy in your free time!"

Mikami Yu blinked, feeling like a dog for a while.

In front of Lanran, I pretended to be so aggressive by relying on my strength, but the effect was mediocre.

I didn't expect to play casually today, but Aizen had such a big reaction.

Obviously won, but it seems to have lost...

In the next few days, Yu Mikami opened his eyes.

Kinoshita ran to the dormitory, his face was full of excitement.

On weekdays, the devil teacher, completely disregarding the dignity of the teacher, took Yu Mikami's hand and insisted on a picture.

Seinosuke Yamada put down his job of studying medical skills and came to ask him for words.

The next afternoon, Jingle Chunshui sneaked into the school and asked Mikami Yu to help him write.

Even Uzhi Hualie specially invited him to participate in the internal tea party of the fourth division, and asked Mikamiyu to help leave the book.

Walking on the streets of Seireitei, Yu Mikami fell into deep thought.

These gods of death don't study swordsmanship well, they always think about these elegant things every day.

No wonder he was beaten into a dog by the Quincy during the Millennium Blood War.

Depraved, so depraved!

Fortunately, unlike these superficial guys, Captain Yamamoto has a pattern.

Even though Yu Mikami's calligraphy was well-known in Seireitei, Yamamoto never mentioned it.

...

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"Sorry! Commander-in-Chief, I'm late!"

Yu Mikami stretched out his hand and opened the gate of the Dojo, and saw Yamamoto standing in the center of the dojo with his back turned to him.

"I'm sorry, Master Chief, I practiced sword last night, it was a bit late."

In fact, he didn't practice sword last night.

Last night, Aizen sneaked out again in the middle of the night.

Mikami Yuu was curious about where he went again, and stayed up most of the night, staring at Aizen with the tracking ghost path.

From the route of Aizen's actions in recent times, he has roughly analyzed the location of Aizen's stronghold in Liuhun Street.

West Liuhun Street, District 74.

From seventy to eighty, almost no grass grows, and starvation is everywhere.

The Shinigami of Seireitei would hardly go to these places, unless there was a Daxu invasion.

It is not surprising that Aizen chose this place as his base.

After peeking at it all night, just less than two hours after lying down in the morning, Yamamoto sent a voice transmission to Yu Mikami, asking him to come to class.

Back and forth, accidentally a few minutes late.

"Ok."

Yamamoto nodded, not pursuing it.

On Mikami Yu's side, he noticed that Yamamoto had set up a table in the dojo.

Seeing this table, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, under the watchful eyes of his Japanese dog, Yamamoto turned around.

"Ahem, the old man heard that you have done a lot of research in the course of calligraphy."

"Before the class, the old man will check your calligraphy level first."

"Paper and pen, the old man is ready."

Mikami Yu: "..."

Withdrawing the foreword, Sei Lingting is hopeless.

Under Yamamoto's gaze, Mikami Yu started to write with a pen.

The wife's relationship, admiring the whole life...

What he wrote was "Lanting Collection Preface", known as the best running script in the world.

The previous part of the story was removed, and only a paragraph of sentimental content was intercepted.

In this way, even if Yamamoto can understand Chinese, he will not find any problems.

Because he has written it countless times, he didn't take his mind off when he wrote it, and just followed his physical memory to write it quickly.

Finish writing early and start class early.

Seeing Yu Mikami's words, Yamamoto first showed surprise, and then couldn't help but smile.

Unexpectedly, the cheap student I received was really capable in calligraphy.

Just looking at this word, I couldn't help being a little excited.

In the past few years, Sei Lingting has been full of bad things, and he hasn't been this happy for a long time.

Seeing Yamamoto's expression, Mikami Yu was slightly taken aback.

The writing that was not very careful at first has gradually become serious.

Chapter 28 Aizen's Crisis

As if sensing the changes in Yu Mikami, Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and gave him a strange look.

Seeing the serious look in Yu Mikami's eyes, he was a little puzzled at first.

Then, it seemed to understand something.

The old man raised his mouth slightly.

Although this kid, like Jingle, makes people worry, he is really good-hearted.

When Yu Mikami finished writing, he picked up the paper and looked at it.

"Well, it's really good."

"Next time, write carefully from beginning to end, and I will keep it as a collection."

While talking, Yamamoto called his subordinates and ordered the words to be made into scrolls and kept in a safe place.

Mikami Yuu's eyes widened: "Master Chief, how can you defile someone's innocence out of thin air? This is the work of my painstaking efforts!"

Hearing this, Yamamoto rolled his eyes angrily.

Ignoring Yu Mikami's speech, he took off the white haori and threw it aside casually.

Haori drew a light and fluttering trajectory, which happened to hang on the wall.

Then, Yamamoto took off half of Shiba's costume and tied the clothes in a knot at the waist.

His muscular upper body was exposed to the air.

Under Mikami Yu's gaze, Yamamoto clenched his fists and nodded in satisfaction.

"I didn't have time to confirm your practice progress last time because of a temporary incident."

"Since you have mastered one bone, let's have an actual battle today."

"If the performance satisfies the old man, I will teach you the skills of double bones!"

Hearing this, Yu Mikami's eyes lit up.

He also followed Yamamoto's example and took off his upper body clothes and tied them around his waist.

After clenching his hands into fists and looking at Yamamoto for a few seconds, Yu Mikami moved his feet and rushed over.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of physical collisions resounded continuously in the dojo.

Sensing the change in Mikami Yu's moves, Yamamoto couldn't help but be speechless.

The last time Mikami Yu used a bone, his skills were still at the beginner level.

Although there is no problem in general, there are actually many mistakes in the details.

Originally, he planned to start teaching based on this today.

Unexpectedly, in just one week, this kid's "one bone" has become proficient.

Some obvious mistakes have been fixed.

There are only a few unnoticeable areas that need to be improved.

You know, I have never taught him the "one bone" technique before, Yu Mikami is completely self-taught.

Although he has seen Yu Mikami's perverted talent more than once, Yamamoto still can't help feeling unreal.

If he was given enough time to grow up, this kid might not take three hundred years to take over his title of "The Strongest God of Death".

Thinking of this, Yamamoto couldn't help but look forward to it.

After confirming Yu Mikami's strength, Yamamoto punched him into the floor casually.

While Yuu Mikami struggled to pull his head out from the floor, Yamamoto put his shirt back on.

"The performance is not bad, barely satisfactory."

Yamamoto turned his hands behind his back, and pointed out to him the problems he discovered from Mikami Yu just now.

Mikami Yu squatted next to the hole he made, took out a small notebook from his arms, and wrote down everything Yamamoto said.

Seeing Yu Mikami listening to the class seriously, Yamamoto looked satisfied.

Although this kid is a bit out of line at ordinary times, he is still very serious in his lectures.

With such a learning attitude, coupled with talent, it is no wonder that he can improve so rapidly.