I Bound Aizen

Aizen folded his arms and stood aside, looking at him quietly and not in a hurry.

Mikami Yu nodded:

"I have seen through your methods!"

"good."

Aizen nodded: "Come on, try it."

The two came to the field and started fighting again.

Aizen raised his hand with the same moves as before.

However, at the end of the first session, he did not stop. Instead, he held the knife in his backhand and raised the blade upwards.

Snapped!

Mikami Yu grinned, and used Rippei Nirvana to directly smash Aizen's sword back.

Aizen nodded imperceptibly and hooked his fingers.

A ghost path that he had placed in advance emerged from the ground in front of Mikami Yu.

Mikami Yuya had already expected this, so he stepped on it.

The moment he landed, he used the same Kidō as Aizen on the soles of his feet. The moment the spiritual pressure of both sides collided, it produced the effect of "anti-ghosts killing each other" and they were both annihilated.

If the raising of the sword just now can be explained by Yu Mikami's on-the-spot performance, then this anti-ghost attack was undoubtedly the result of preparation in advance.

After fighting for a few more moves, Aizen pulled away and retreated.

If you continue to follow this routine, you will be embarrassed.

Looking at Yu Mikami in front of him, he felt a little complicated.

Yu Mikami was not aware of the little trap he had hidden in the details of his actions in real life.

After simulating it in his mind for more than ten minutes, he deduced all his actions.

Could it be that this guy is really a genius?

Putting away his Zanpakutō, Aizen thought for a few seconds.

"It turns out that your ability to simulate combat is indeed very strong."

"Being able to conduct a large amount of simulation training without consuming the opponent's resources is the best way for you to improve your strength in a short period of time."

"If combined with superhuman drugs, the amount of simulation can be increased thousands of times."

"Although the spiritual pressure has not increased, the growth brought to you by this massive combat experience is by no means inferior to the spiritual pressure itself."

"As for your spiritual pressure, just leave it to me. I'll help you increase your spiritual pressure."

"What we need to solve now is the burden on your body caused by accelerating brain operation thousands of times under the influence of superhuman drugs."

"The first is heat dissipation. This can be solved by soaking in liquid... No, your heat is too high. Unless you soak in a lake or sea water, there is not that much coolant available."

"Nutritional consumption is also a problem. The brain is the organ that consumes the most energy. Depending on how you use it, you may run out of nutrients soon..."

Hearing this, Mikami Yu suddenly thought of something.

"Speaking of cooling, I have an idea!"

…

…

Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, a certain classroom.

Hitsugaya Toshiro sat in the classroom with a serious face, listening to the teacher above and taking notes from time to time.

With his personality, it would have been impossible for him to study so seriously.

However, in order to repay someone's kindness, he had already made up his mind and would persevere no matter how hard or tired he was.

Just becoming a **** of death is not enough.

At least, like that blond and dark-skinned woman, she must become a strong person who can make Daxu fearful. Only then can she be qualified to repay that guy's kindness.

While sorting out his notes, Hitsugaya Toushiro mentally communicated with his Zanpakutō.

In the past, when he lived at his grandma's house, he always thought that this was a monster living in his body, and he did not dare to have any in-depth communication with it for fear that the monster would escape.

After going to school, he finally understood that this was not a monster, but the spirit of the Zanpakutō.

When he no longer resisted the sword spirit, but communicated seriously, he soon gained the latter's power and learned the beginning.

Hiyo Kinoshita, who had been promoted to director, was immediately overjoyed when he learned that there was a little genius who could solve the problem in the first grade.

He specifically talked to Toshiro and cared about his physical and mental health.

After a conversation, he was overjoyed.

Although he is a bit arrogant and has a cold personality, this Hitsugaya-san is obviously a good boy who works hard.

He is infinitely better than that **** who deliberately hid his clumsiness and made himself look bad.

After the conversation, he asked casually:

"Speaking of which, Hitsugaya-san, have you ever thought about which division you want to go to in the future?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro nodded:

"I'm going to the 11th Division and become Captain Mikami's subordinate."

“…”

The next day, Kinoshita Hiro felt as if he had fallen in love with Komamura.

Another good prospect is about to be turned into a fool by the 11th Division.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Just when Hitsugaya Toshiro was concentrating on communicating with his Zanpakutō, the classroom door was suddenly opened.

Everyone in the classroom turned their heads to look.

I saw a group of tall, mighty, ferocious-looking guys standing there menacingly.

These tough men in death-defying uniforms quickly scanned the crowd with their eyes.

"Who is Toshiro Hitsugaya!"

The students subconsciously looked at the little white guy sitting in the back row.

Because he had been concentrating on studying and practicing on weekdays, Toshiro didn't make any friends.

The students have always kept a distance from this mysterious young man.

Seeing that Toshiro had provoked the God of Death at this time, no one dared to say anything.

With everyone watching, Toshiro slowly stood up.

He looked calmly at the door.

"What's up?"

At this time, the teacher standing on the podium realized what happened.

He hurriedly came over, showing an angry look, trying to stop the violence.

However, before he could speak, he saw these big guys divided into two rows:

"Hisugaya-dono! Brother Mikami invites you!"

"Please follow us to Squad 11!"

Toshiro: "..."

? ? ?

Brother Mikami, you mean Yu Mikami?

Mikami Yu, ask yourself to go to the 11th Division?

His eyes lit up.

Could it be that that Excellency heard about him and wanted to recruit him into the team in advance?

After a brief moment of excitement, he became a little worried.

Although he has mastered Shikai, his combat ability is not outstanding, and his grasp of various knowledge about the God of Death is not firm enough.

Is it really okay to join the team at this time?

With some anxiety and the surprised and envious looks of the students behind him, he followed these reapers to the 11th Division...

…

…

Toshiro felt complicated.

In front of him was a large box like a coffin.

The man he was thinking about was lying inside, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Various tubes were inserted into his body, transporting green liquid inside.

And he, holding his Zanpakutō, was waiting at the side.

In the coffin, Mikami Yu's body turned red.

A lot of steam came out of him.

Beside him, a large number of ice cubes prepared earlier began to melt at an extremely fast speed!

Toshiro quickly raised his Zanpakutō.

When the ice cubes were almost melted, he waved violently:

"Sit upright in the frosty sky, Hyōrinmaru!"

As he swung his sword, a blue ice dragon condensed out of thin air, rushed into the coffin, formed a layer of solid ice, and wrapped Mikami Yuu.

Mikami Yu, whose temperature was rising rapidly, gradually cooled down.

Toshiro raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Since he arrived here, the same operation has been carried out dozens of times.

In the words of Yu Mikami and the man wearing glasses next to him, this is his training.

Although the effect is indeed good, is this kind of practice really okay?

One is cold, the other is hot, the other is cold and the other is hot, are people really okay?

He couldn't help but look at the man named Aizen Sosuke next to him.

I saw the latter with a smile on his lips and reflective lenses, looking like the villain boss in the LSP game.

Horrible, terrible.

With heavy psychological pressure, he raised his Zanpakutō again.

"Sit upright in the frosty sky... Hyōrinmaru!"

New lumps of ice rushed into the coffin with a clatter...

Although he is young, Toshiro's Zanpakutō has already shown the potential of Soul Society's strongest ice element.

With the help of Hyōrinmaru, Mikami Yu's special training progress began to advance rapidly.

Every day, in the spiritual world, he and Yamamoto engage in a life-and-death battle at all costs.

At the beginning, he only fought Yamamoto, who was just beginning to understand.

Gradually, as he became familiar with the battle of life and death, Mikami Yu began to free Yamamoto from restrictions.

Until... allow swastika!

In the spiritual world, Mikami Yu holds a metal claw and the shadows twist under his feet.

In front of him was Yamamoto Shigekuni, who was holding an ashes sword and looking neither happy nor sad.

This was the 3,000th confrontation between him and Swastika Yamamoto.

In the previous two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine battles, he had lost two thousand one hundred and twenty-eight times.