People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

“good!”

“You are very good!”

Unohana Yachiru looked at the young man in front of her. Her eyes, which were always gloomy and cold, finally met Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes as if talking to a living person.

She was still holding the only weapon in her hand. The finger-length knife was praised in a tone that seemed to be appreciative:

“You are the second person I know who has made such rapid progress in the art of swordsmanship.”

“Want to live?”

“Pooh!”

Fujimiya Makoto spat in a low voice.

He didn’t know whether it was the other party’s bad taste for playing tricks on the cat or a simple appreciation from the heart.

However, after killing so many people in this ghost place of Zaraki, he has not yet I have never seen someone who can let others go so simply.

If so, he will probably get a knife from the back later.

All those born here after death are the most evil people in life, and they are only one step away from hell. Haruka.

Zaraki is such a cruel place.

So…The act of raising the blade in his hand already showed his answer.

More than just wanting to survive?

Even if he faces an invincible strong man, faces an inescapable danger, fights to the end in an almost certain death fight, and bleeds the last drop of blood, he must live!

And live better than anyone else.

In this life, I know the plot in advance and have a golden finger!

It would be a pity if he had just entered Novice Village and died in a place like this!

“very good.”

Unohana Yachiru looked at his firm eyes, and the smile on her face became stronger. The finger knife in her hand was thrown aside casually, and she slowly pulled it out from her waist. A woman’s voice Still soft and gentle, slowly making people feel like a spring breeze

“in every way you can think of”

“As long as you can touch me once, even if it’s just a piece of clothing, you win.”

“Please me.”

Almost the moment the woman finished speaking, a shuddering sense of fear suddenly emerged in Makoto Fujimiya’s heart.

The next second, terrifying spiritual pressure like a tidal wave continuously erupted from the body of the woman in front of him. , forming a strong low pressure that is more terrifying than a tornado. The entire field of vision seems to be pulled and crushed by invisible gravity, forcing the weak to kneel in front of the strong, and its existence with spirit sons as its essence is filled Every inch of space he could perceive.

Then, the woman’s figure suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes were blank for a moment, and the sharp sword light suddenly tore apart the scene in front of him.

“Zhizhizhi-dang!”

Sparks flew, metal collided with metal, and a series of crisp iron sounds were made. Fujimiya Makoto used all his strength to raise the shallow strike to block the opponent’s casual knife, and was immediately pressed by the knife to carry the back of the knife on his shoulder. The friction between the blades lit up the dazzling fire and made bursts of harsh sounds.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

The sound of striking iron became a series of explosions.

However, facing the young man who was struggling to resist in front of him, there was no hesitation in Unohana Yaqianliu’s eyes. Each movement of swinging the sword was more neat, crisp and heavy than the last time. The oppressive feeling can almost crush every inch of Fujimiya Makoto’s body. Even just resisting movements gradually become unsustainable.

Constantly adding force!

Although Fujimiya Makoto had already overestimated this possibility as much as possible before. A woman who stayed in Zaraki, but he realized now that he still underestimated her strength.

Even if he didn’t see her first explanation, based on the performance in the original work, it is estimated that this guy’s strength is at least as strong as a high-ranking official. ?

The only good thing is that the stronger the oppression, the faster Fujimiya Makoto progresses

【Use force! Hurry up, big sister! Don’t pity me just because I’m a delicate flower!】

【Cutting skill +10】

【Trash fish! Big Sister Zongyu! Wouldn’t it be possible to push deeper? You have to squeeze every inch of flesh and blood out of my body! 】1

【Cutting skill +10】

【Faster! Sister Zayu, please be more powerful! My body can still hold my mouth and teeth!】

【Slashing Technique +10]

Under this series of oppressive blows, Fujimiya Makoto’s strength increased at an almost soaring speed.

【Cutting Technique: Level 6↑】

【Bottleneck period of beheading technique·Second stage】

【Fighting to the death, breaking through the bottleneck of beheading skills↑】

【Cutting Technique: Level 7↑]

The upper limit of his talent has not yet reached its peak.

However, the more he fought quickly under this near-extreme pressure, the more Fujimiya Makoto felt the terrifying gap between himself and his opponent, which was almost as deep as the ocean.

The more I fight, the more frightened I become!

Judging from the system panel, he was already progressing at a flying speed, but this speed still made it impossible for him to see the end.

It was as if the woman in front of him was a bottomless pit that could take everything she wanted.

No matter how much sweat and energy pours in, it will never be filled, let alone overflowed.

What’s even more frightening is that no matter how you judge it, the spiritual pressure, speed, reaction, and strength used by the other party seem to be at the same level as him.

What a terrible control.

Cat playing with mouse!

She was just having fun!

In Soul Society, can even such a terrifying and powerful man only stay in this corner of Zaraki?!

In this moment of distraction, his vision suddenly broke into the skirt of the woman in front of him that had been inadvertently blown open by the wind. His eyes suddenly rushed into the wide front skirt of the pale feather coat, which was swaying and jumping like a water ball.

What is it… his eyes subconsciously glanced over

“Distractions!”

Unohana Yachiryu spoke coldly, interrupting Fujimiya Makoto’s chaotic thoughts. She still had some peace of mind at this critical moment of life and death. Was she very at ease?

The next moment, she saw the Zanpakutō in her hand was fierce again. Increase the speed to a new level

“laugh——”

Merely distracted in the blink of an eye, the shallow blow in Unohana Yachiru’s hand had already penetrated Fujimiya Makoto’s seemingly airtight defense, and cut straight through the edge of his clothes, slashing diagonally. It opened his chest, leaving a long bloody mouth.

Blood is flying and flowing like a gush.

The moment the blade passed by, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously rolled against the ground. At the same time, using the cover of his body, he pressed his free palm on the sand, as if he had caught something.

Just this short distance saved him from being split into two parts sideways.

Unohana Yachiru stood on the spot, raised the blade in his hand, stretched out the tip of his tongue and lightly licked the blade, tasting the unique taste of the young man’s blood, and the sickly smile on his pale cheek became more and more satisfied:

“escaped again”

“You are better than I imagined”

“It’s like I’m making progress every time I swing the sword”

“However, those who wield a sword just to survive will always die in the battle.”

“Only those who can devote themselves wholeheartedly to fighting and constantly savor the endless excitement between life and death can live alone until the end.”

A calm smile slowly appeared on Unohana Yachiru’s soft face, she opened her arms in the direction of Fujimiya Makoto, and ordered:

“Swing the knife!”

Fujimiya Makoto held the knife in both hands with a tense expression.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a large amount of sand and dust under his feet, and his whole body drove Shunpo to rush towards the direction of the woman in front of him at an almost extreme speed.

The blade of the knife sliced in the air. A dazzling arc of light passed through.

Unohana Yazenryu smiled with satisfaction and stabbed out the shallow hammer in his hand simultaneously.

“laugh!”

The blades of both sides crossed each other in mid-air.

Fujimiya Makoto’s movements suddenly stopped.

The sharp blade penetrated the young man’s young chest, bringing out large handfuls of dripping blood wrapped on the blade.

And he The shallow blow in my hand failed to touch the woman’s clothes in front of me in the end.

“Still a little worse?”

Unohana Yaqianliu looked at the shallow stick that was slowly hanging down from his side, and sighed in a somewhat disappointed tone, and even his charming and narrow eyes dropped.

Just looking at the appearance and figure, he was clearly mature and beautiful. It was as if she could squeeze water, but the expression on her face was like that of a child who accidentally broke an interesting toy.

However, this was not the first time.

Weak people are always fragile.

Just as she sighed softly, she planned to When she shook off the rotten meat on the blade,

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly grabbed her wrist and dyed her clothes red.

Unohana Yachiru frowned slightly.

She didn’t like this after the game. , and also behaved in a reckless manner.

Then, I heard Fujinomiya Makoto say in a weak tone:

“Hello!”

Fujimiya Makoto held her wrist and slowly raised his head, with a bloody smile on his handsome face and fierce eyes.

He said:”It’s a pity, the drop-shaped…I quite like it.”

When Uozuka Yachiryu heard the words, she seemed not to understand, or it was simply unexpected, which made her subconsciously feel dazed for just a moment. A child like this child would forget his life for some charming thoughts. This was her first time meeting her opponent.

However, it was just this brief moment of contempt.

Fujimiya Makoto’s right hand suddenly tightly grasped the woman’s hand, enduring the pain of tearing in his body, and let the handle penetrate him. The blade of his body moved forward half a step. As he leaned forward, his free left hand suddenly stretched out forward. It seemed that he didn’t even care about his life. Even if he risked his life, he would touch this evil woman hard. Almost at the same time, a slightly familiar small short sword suddenly appeared from the opponent’s palm.

Unohana Yachiru’s pupils suddenly shrank.

This is…The moment he just rolled down……

“tear apart——”

The knife, which was only as long as a finger, suddenly tore open the woman’s clothes and stabbed her down fiercely.

However, this seemingly fatal knife suddenly stopped.

Fujimiya Makoto lowered his head.

The tip of the knife cut a”wound” so small that even a drop of blood could not be seen on the surface of her round, drop-shaped skin.

No progress

“……”

This woman is so hard.

Makoto Fujimiya looked at this scene, and the last bit of spiritual pressure remaining in his body was exhausted, and his whole body was crumbling from exhaustion.

Blood poured out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his eyes widened with anger.

Looking directly at Unohana Yachiru’s soft and beautiful face.

Only the corner of his mouth still had a difficult smile, and he cursed in a low voice:

“…Distractions!”

The last breath he held in his chest came out. Fujimiya Makoto suddenly felt that all the strength in his body seemed to have been taken away, and even his consciousness quickly became blurred. His head gradually drooped.

He fainted.

Uzuki was left alone. Hua Baqianliu stared blankly at the young man who fell in his arms after delivering the last blow, still holding the small short knife tightly in his hand. He was inexplicably lost in thought.

Thinking of the scene that just happened, this woman first The corners of his lips were uncontrollably raised, and he slowly spread an unstoppable smile. He couldn’t help but make a sound, and then there was a series of rare heartfelt laughter, which made his whole body tremble with laughter..

It was as if he had encountered something very interesting.

Unohana Yachiru did not care about the blood stains all over his body. He hugged the young man lying on his body tightly with both hands and took him completely into his arms, just like a real Motherly, while lovingly stroking his blood-stained delicate hair, she put her fair cheek against his forehead with a soft expression, and whispered excitedly:

“That’s right! Progress is not enough…This is how fighting should be!”

“Don’t stick to one pattern and use whatever means necessary!”

“You are really a surprising gift.”

……

【Event: The bond level with Unohana Yazenryu has been increased.↑】

【Reward: Lingwei level +1, talent point +1】

【Obtain bond trait: Swordsmanship Genius】

【Lingwei: seventh level·upper→sixth level·lower】

【Bond trait·Swordsmanship genius: The maximum level of the swordsmanship talent is increased to ‘Level 12’ (ignoring the bottleneck), the speed of acquiring swordsmanship attributes is increased, and there is a certain probability of understanding one’s own swordsmanship and style]