Chapter 8: first name

　　 Lu Ojin looked at the Zanpaku Knife in Hongjiang's hand, his eyes were red. It turned out that this Diezuka Hongjiang was right, and his hand was not the best shallow punch.
　　 I really want it, no, in Luwei's view, this knife belongs to him. It was only obtained by Hongjiang using despicable means, and now he wants to make up for the mistake and take his own things.
　　 "What does that idiot want to do?"
　　 "He doesn't want to take a Zanpaku knife, right?" Another teenager shook his head, and said with a smile: "The civilians are the civilians, who can't help the mud on the wall."
　　 "Not all, isn't Hong Jiang an exception?"
　　 At this time, Hong Jiang’s impression in the new life has quietly changed. This kind of monster that can be transformed into a Zanpaku Knife with just a shallow fight is enough to let the nobles like them let go of their prejudices.
　　 The leader of the team in the stands was already laughing so hard that he could not close his mouth. He knew that this Tetsuka Hiroshi was a genius, worthy of being the closed disciple that the captain looked after!
　　What does that kid want to do? At this time, the teacher noticed Lu Weijin's actions. He wouldn't want to seize the Zanpaku Knife from Hongjiang's hand, right?
　　 "What an idiot!" The teacher yelled in his heart. He raised his heel slightly to stop him. He still wanted to see if this genius could not make a bigger breakthrough, such as the beginning of solution.
　　 Of course, as soon as the Zan Po Dao was transformed, it was able to communicate with the sword spirit and begin to solve it. Hard or hard, but what if it will be done? He does not allow any artificial factors to affect Hongjiang at this time.
　　 At this time, the field changed again, and the teacher's raised foot was put back again, it seems that there is no need to make a move by himself.
　　 Note that there is more than one teacher in Hong Jiang. As a buddy, Kisuke Urahara and Yaichi Sifengin also hope that Hong Jiang can go further.
　　 There are still two steps left by Luwei Jin to touch the Zanpodao he wants, but with these two steps, he can't get out.
　　 At this time, Ye Yizheng Hirayama stood between the two of them. Looking at her, as long as Lu Wei Jin took another step, she would slash the sword without hesitation. Lu Wei Jin had no doubt about this.
　　 But this is not the main reason. A sword is already in front of Luweijin, the blade is less than an inch from his neck, let alone any further, it will end up with a separation of head and head even if you move it.
The owner of 　　 Sword is Urahara Kisuke, the smile on his usual face has long since disappeared, his squinted eyes have also been opened, and the whole person exudes a dangerous breath.
　　 "Go back,,," Urahara's sword moved forward again, directly on the deer's tail throat. Without a trace of emotion in his eyes, he said coldly: "Otherwise, I will kill you!"
　　 "Retreat, I retreat,," The coldness of the neck finally made Luwei regain his senses, and Urahara's eyes that looked like a dead person made him feel terrified. His hands trembled over his head, and he stepped back as if he had surrendered.
　　 When the deer's tail had retreated by nearly fifty meters, Urahara took the sword and came to Ye Yi, with a smile on his face again.
　　 "What kind of possibility do you think?"
　　Yaichi knew what Urahara was asking. Although the three of them had never seen each other's Zanpaku before, they all knew that each other had Zanpaku, and they had already understood it.
　　 And now Hong Jiang is indeed holding a Zanpaku Knife, or Hong Jiang is lying to them, but this is not necessary, so it is impossible.
　　 Either Hongjiang has two different Zanpaku knives, logically this is the most likely situation.
　　 But this is also the most impossible thing at the same time, no one can have two different Zanpaku knives at the same time, it is absolutely impossible!
　　 Ye Ye couldn't figure it out, and shook his head and said in a low voice: "I can't guess, let him say it by himself at that time, and kill him if he doesn't say it!"
　　 At this time, Hong Jiang naturally didn't know how much trouble he was causing. He is very well now, and this kind of experience still fascinates him even if it is one more time.
　　 He is now in a big room, of course it is not the main body, but his consciousness. The candlelight in the room flickered, and the surrounding Prajna masks sometimes smiled slyly, sometimes hideously, as if they were alive under the candlelight.
The transformation of 　　 asana into Zanpakuto is a sign of becoming a of death. Zanpakuto has its own name and unique name.
　　 Communicate with your Zanpakuto, and finally learn its name. This process is called the beginning solution, which also means that you are out of the category of low-level death.
　　 This process may be longer or shorter, and it varies from person to person. Some people only learned the name with a flash of inspiration, and some people heard the sound of the knife and were told the name. No one knows exactly which step is needed to get the name to complete the initial solution.
　　 But if you can see the entity of your Zanpakuto, then you can definitely complete the initial solution. This was how Hong Jiang was at this time, the entity of his own Zan Po Dao was in this room.
　　 And if there is no accident, it is the dark armor in the innermost, a strange armor that seems to be worn by a transparent person.
　　 "Are you me?" Hong Jiang asked, looking at the Prajna mask hanging in the air.
　　 "You should know that you can come here to prove that I am you." A hoarse voice came from the mask, and it sounded like a breathless feeling.
　　 "It's refreshing this time,," Hong Jiang shrugged and said to himself, stretched out his hand and continued: "It's all to this level, I don't think you won't lose my appetite?"
　　 "Your name?" An arm armor clasped Hong Jiang's hand tightly with a hoarse voice, "Don't forget, my name is..."
　　 In the sword room, Hong Jiang opened his eyes quickly.
　　 "Isn't it a dream?" Hong Jiang muttered softly, looked at the short knife in his left hand, and shouted: "Grab him,,,"
　　 "A ghost!"
　　 The short knife that Hongjiang had firmly grasped in his left hand disappeared. Everyone in the field rubbed their eyes, and he didn't even blink, but the short knife was still there for a second. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
　　 moved his gaze to Hongjiang's body slightly, and saw that his left hand had a black glove, his fingertips were slightly bent inward into a hook shape, and the back of his hand was thick with Prajna relief.
　　 The forearm was also covered by glossy black armor, which was dull and not like metal but insect-like armor. It looked simple and unpretentious, but it gave people a sense of killing and insidiousness.
　　 "Shijijie, this must be Shijijie!" The teacher on the stone platform had come over long ago, his face flushed, and he kept mumbling while looking at the armband of Hongjiang's left hand.
　　 "Good job, genius, true genius! Worthy of being a disciple who is valued by the captain!" The teacher kept patting Hong Jiang on the shoulder, and the words of praise were endless.
　　The new students onlookers in the field also made a loud noise when they heard this.
　　 "This is a monster!"
　　 "That knife is called Jiagui, isn't it? Looks so handsome!" said a girl with her face in her arms.
　　 Of course not all agree, there are also different voices.
　　 "It's fast, but it's a bit ordinary."
　　 "It looks like it is a direct attack type, so it is probably very weak."
　　 "I think so too, the momentum is too small."
　　 This also includes Lu Wei Jin. Seeing Hong Jiang's Zanpaku knife is so ordinary, he feels refreshed.
　　 Qi Fei praises and suspicion, but it is undeniable that at this moment Hongjiang is the most beautiful boy among the new students, the point that will be paid attention to by all parties for a long time in the future.
　　 He only said during the spiritual power level test that it was his last stage, and he didn't expect to hit his face so soon.
　　 Seeing Ye Yi and Urahara's doubts on their faces, Hong Jiang couldn't help but feel distressed.
　　 It's cool to be in the limelight, but the limelight is a bit too big. For him and for the old man, this is seriously beyond the plan, enough for them to have a headache for a long time.