Chapter 51: Become Sword 8

　　 "What? Just relying on swordsmanship... Captain Uozhihua, are you joking?" The captains didn't believe it, and the deputy captains were shocked. If this is the case, then Duke's strength may have to be reassessed.
　　 "I testified, Captain Onohana didn't make a joke! It really only relies on swordsmanship!" Jingle Chunshui's words caused a huge wave to rise in everyone's mind, and it was not calm for a long time.
　　 "Doesn't that mean that our tenth-generation Kenpachi took its own humiliation and provoked a real "Kenpachi"?" Shiba single-mindedly hit the mark.
　　 "Cut, who knows what that fool's head is thinking." Broken Bee mocked.
　　 "In other words, they are also colleagues who work together. To describe it as an idiot, it is too rude, Captain Broken Bee." Ai Ran, the first warm man in the corpse soul world, persuaded that everyone should unite and love each other, and not fight internally. It's a pity that these principles are the same as they didn't. Broken Bee responded with two sanitary balls.
　　 While they were talking, the battle between Duke and Onigenjo Kenpachi had entered the final white-hot talk.
"Captain Guiyancheng, your strength is getting weaker and weaker. Are you still going to die? Give up! I don't want to have the notoriety of killing the captain before entering the 13th team." Duke felt the other party gradually. The falling spiritual pressure couldn't help but speak. Killing the ghost Yancheng Kenpachi means inheriting the name of the'Jianpachi'. Although the title of the eleventh generation Kenpachi is very attractive to a swordsman, the squad can't flatter him, Duke. I don't want to put a steel plate behind my fart every night when I sleep.
"Bastard! Don't be too arrogant! What do you think my spiritual pressure is getting lower and lower?" The spiritual pressure of Jianba Guiyancheng suddenly increased when it dropped to the lowest point, and the condensed spiritual pressure burst out with a bang. , The black mist filled the enchantment, leaving only the scarlet eyes full of killing intent shining in the dark.
　　 "Go to hell! Asura Purgatory, King of Ghosts!"
　　 Reiatsu rises to the sky! From a distance, he saw a three-sided, six-armed, ugly Hell Shura born in the dark, showing sharp fangs and claws, rushing towards Duke with impenetrable power. Just one departure, it brought countless strong winds, splitting the enchantment arranged by the four captains, and the black wind rushed out, trying to smooth the Central Spiritual Academy.
　　 "Not good! This lunatic!" Upon seeing this, the captains spread their spiritual pressure, forming an invisible protective wall to resist the wind. At the same time, he yelled at the ghost Yancheng Jianba and released such a powerful attack at the Central Academy of Spiritualism, which is beloved by the captain. Do you want to live?
　　 Duke did not dodge, and there is actually nowhere to avoid it. He closed the sword and his waist, and when the ghost king Asura's minions were close to him, he severely cut out a gorgeous sword light.
　　 "Merry Wuming God·Bai Yihu!"
　　 With his unyielding fighting spirit and unfailing soul, he has turned into a white tiger that absolutely wants to kill its prey. The wind...No, the atmosphere of the entire sky is controlled by Duke, transforming into a lifelike king of beasts. The open fangs and claws were as powerful as they roared into the wind, and soon passed the six arms of the ghost king Asura, and threw them on the light curtain of the enchantment.
　　 boom
　　 Shura and Bai Yihu, ghost king and fierce god! When the two collided, the sky and the earth lost its color instantly. Immediately after the white light flashed, the gust of wind burst, Bai Yihu tore the Asura to pieces, the light curtain behind it also shattered, and the aftermath of the impact spread out like ripples!
　　 "Be careful!" The enchantment was shattered, and the entire Central Spiritual Academy was exposed under this tiger's claws. The captains did not care to hide their clumsiness, and burst out of spiritual pressure, and tried their best to escape the ghostly way to protect the buildings and people behind them. Entrained in the storm, with sharp sword aura, dinged and dinged against the spirit pressure barriers of the captains, and almost a continuous explosion of sound echoed in the sky above Seireitei, one after another, continuously. The dazzling degree is almost impossible to look directly at, and its destructive power is far beyond everyone's understanding.
　　 The captains joined forces to block behind him, and another gust of wind swept over him. The captain pushed aside the deputy captain of the sparrow who was blocking him, and pulled out the crutch that had not seen the sun for many years.
　　 "One style·Chop!"
The scorching pressure of the sword spewed out from the stream of blades, with a devastating aura, splitting the wind into two halves with lightning speed, and using the afterwave of sword energy to disperse the sword hidden in the wind. gas.
　　 When everything calmed down, everyone's eyes focused on the battle center. There was no trace of the original martial arts platform there, and a fan-shaped gully plowed the ground. Duke stood there with a knife in one hand, his opponent Guiyancheng Jianba fell to the ground, his huge body changed back to its original shape, with terrible injuries covered in divisions, he did not know his life or death, he seemed to be lost. awareness.
　　 He won! This thought could not help but surfaced in the hearts of everyone, although they had anticipated the ending when the white tiger rose into the sky, but in the end they couldn't help but be frightened. The captain of the eleventh division, the tenth generation of Kenpachi, was defeated by swordsmanship in an unscathed manner...
　　 "It's terrible swordsmanship! This fierce sword... is like a real Kenhachi!" Kyōraku Chunshui picked up the minka from the ground, shook the dust, and carried it on his head. Everyone is a savvy person. In the face of Duke's ghostly swordsmanship, the glorious "tenth generation Kenpachi" carried by the ghost town Kenpachi is like a funny joke, awkward and disgusting.
　　 The other captains also expressed their amazement. Their superb swordsmanship made them feel ashamed. As for the deputy captains, they had already looked at Duke with shocking eyes. Among the captains, only Mao Zhihualie didn't say a word, tightly holding the handle of Zanpaku's sword, and his eyes narrowed. If anyone looked closely, she could find the burning intent to fight in her eyes.
　　 "I won like this..."
　　 "The strongest Kenhachi in the corpse soul world actually lost... lost!"
　　What a joke! ! ! In the distance, the still standing death stood up with the ruined wall. Unbelievable, the captain of the eleventh division was defeated, and the opponent seemed to have spare capacity, which was incredible.
　　 "Duke...Are you strong enough..." The shooting field wiped his sunglasses, looked at Duke in the distance, silently sent blessings, and secretly made up his mind.
　　 Anyway, it is a foregone conclusion that Onijoki Kenpachi was defeated under the witness of all the captains, and his opponent is an unknown graduate. This news will spread throughout the Sereikyo, setting off a craze!
　　Being able to defeat the tenth generation of Kenpachi as a Liuhuisheng, Duke will undoubtedly become the focus of the entire soul world! On the other hand, the ghost town Jianba will be sadly nailed to the pillar of shame. From today onwards, people will comment on him like this: He can't even be defeated in the sixth life, and he is the weakest Jianba in the history of the soul world!
　　 Putting away the Zanpaku Knife, Duke was about to suppress the boiling sword intent, and suddenly he noticed a strong fighting intent behind him. The murderous intent mixed in the fighting intent was so strong that he had never heard of it before. Duke quickly turned around and looked back, and saw a bunch of captains dressed in white feathers looking at him, with curious eyes. Of course there are other looks, such as Aizen smiled softly at him...
　　 Let me grin! what's going on? Duke was laughed tightly by Lan Ran's smile, the tiger's body shook, his waist was numb, and his essence was tingling...cough cough, the last one didn't exist, it was the chill. The of death only watched halfway. Duke knew the real face of this super boss. Don't look at the usual dressing up like Yongjoon Bae, he brushed his hair at critical moments and turned into a super boss in minutes!
　　 Mentioned Aizen's transformation... Duke wanted to ask, what brand of hair gel did he use... Was it applied to his hands in advance?
　　 Returning to his mind, the fighting spirit has disappeared. Duke could not confirm which captain the fighting spirit came from, so he scratched his head and smirked at the captains: "Haha, the weather is good today! The moon is quite round!"
　　 "……"
　　Who is this silly boy? Everyone was absolutely overwhelmed, unable to connect the silly boy in front of them with the swordsman master who abused the ghost town Jianba. What about the heroic posture when holding a knife? What about those ghostly eyes that shoot straight into the soul?
　　 The captain walked over slowly, orderly instructed everyone to send the injured students to the school building, and arranged for the fourth division team members to come for treatment to ensure that there was no problem. As for today's graduate students joining the team, seven days later, the team captains who wanted to watch the excitement were sent away by the way, and they were driven back to their posts. As for the ghost Yancheng Jianba who was still in blood, his old man didn't even look at him, so he asked the members of the eleventh division to carry it to the fourth division. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not mention the corpse. The first medical sacred hand in the soul world, Mao Zhi Hua Lie, stopped the bleeding or something.
"Your name is Duke, isn't it?" Yamamoto Motoyanagisuke Shigekuni took the application form handed over by the deputy captain Takubu, glanced at it and put it aside, half-squinted, and said in an old manner: "Why is it four? Team? Isn’t the eleventh squad better? Become Kenpachi! Your swordsmanship will not shame this name."
　　 The old man in front of him looked like a dying year, but Duke didn't dare to care about it. The name of the strongest death of the other party was not made up randomly. It was a real hard work. It was 100% original and does not contain any additives. What's more, Duke saw clearly just now that the sword energy that the captains had jointly resisted was wiped out by the old man. Of course, there are also reasons why the captains can't work hard. This bunch of lazy people, unless something is coming, they will definitely not make any effort easily.
　　 "Uh..." Duke scratched his head. The captain's words were self-evident, and the meaning was obvious. He wanted him to be the next generation of Kenpachi. But Duke really didn't have any thoughts about this. Every generation of Jianba is the captain of the 11th division. If he becomes the new Jianba, what will Mu Jianba do? Become the captain of another squad? Don't be funny...not to mention whether the plot will collapse or not, the beautiful picture alone makes people afraid to look directly at it.
　　 Besides, Duke agrees with Kenpachi's strength in his heart. He won by a slight advantage last time, but Kenpachi still left him with an invincible impression. No one is more suitable for the position of captain of the eleventh division than Kenpachi. The name "Swordpachi" was born for that man.
　　 The most critical point is also the one that Duke cares most about, the captain or something... Although Haori is handsome and stylish, it seems that he has busy business affairs to deal with every day, and he is really not good at this. As for how Mengmu Jianba handles it, only ghosts know!