I Bound Aizen

What's the confusion?

Looking at the villain in front of him, Yamamoto was a little annoyed.

He was accidentally killed for a moment.

Although there were reasons for my own negligence, I was still very unhappy.

Kicking Mikami Yuu away, he stood up and swung his Zanpakutō with a roar, and the flames drew a gorgeous arc.

"Boy, come again!"

"oh!"

Mikami Yu nodded.

On the side, Jingraku finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he really thought Mikami Yuu was going to kill Yamamoto.

That unabashed murderous intention was definitely not disguised.

But then, the junior brother came back to his senses, and the murderous intention disappeared instantly.

It's very confusing.

Isn't it because you were so exhausted from dealing with so many official duties before?

If you think about it, it's really possible.

He is obviously a fool on weekdays, but when dealing with official duties, he seems to be a different person, efficient and reliable.

for exchange,

Yamamoto squinted his eyes and stared at Yu Mikami with all his attention.

This time, I will never let this kid be proud again.

Save the dignity of being a teacher today!

As he watched, Mikami Yu suddenly moved.

Attack from the left?

Yamamoto chuckled.

This kind of starting move is nothing if you hit it many times!

Facing Yu Mikami's attack, he swung his sword to meet it.

when!

As soon as he raised his hand, Yamamoto noticed Komamura's discovery. Mikami Yuu was actually faster than him. He swung his knife and slashed at the position where he raised his hand in advance, and directly suppressed his own knife!

Sure enough, in the battle just now, this boy's inexplicable suppression of him was not an illusion.

There's something wrong with this kid!

Yamamoto exerted a fierce force and launched an even more fierce attack than before.

This time, he deliberately used some moves that he didn't usually use often, and made slight adjustments to his techniques.

However, Mikami Yuu didn't panic at all.

With his Zanpakutō in hand, he slashed several times, each one landing on Yamamoto's most uncomfortable point.

There were many moves that he himself did not expect to have such flaws, and Yu Mikami found them instantly and suppressed them!

Yamamoto became more and more confused as he fought.

What's going on here...Did this kid gain some kind of ability to predict the future?

The problem is, in such a fast-paced battle, even if you really know how you are going to attack in advance, it is impossible for a normal person to think of how to solve it in an instant, right?

Just like in audio games, even if you are told in advance what shape of buttons will appear later, when the game speed reaches a certain level, there is no time to think about it.

Mikami Yu not only came up with countermeasures in an instant, but also studied the weakest point of every move and every move he made.

Facing the **** disciple in front of him, Yamamoto couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

My whole person has been completely seen through!

Although he had fought against this boy many times in the past one or two hundred years, it was a bit evil to understand him.

Under Kyoraku's surprised gaze, Yamamoto took a step back.

Then, comes the second and third steps.

The old man's wrinkled face was full of red light, either because he was angry or because he was roasted by the blade like fire.

He kept using various moves, all of which were easily resolved by Yu Mikami.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Yamamoto roared angrily, and his spiritual pressure suddenly burst out.

"Drink!!"

With an explosive roar, he held the knife in both hands and, covered by the flames, slashed at Mikami Yuu's shoulder at an extremely weird angle.

In the firelight, Yamamoto seemed to be glaring at King Mei with anger.

The light of the sword seemed to reflect that the entire dojo lost its color and turned into a black and white world!

However, halfway through swinging the knife, Yamamoto's expression suddenly froze.

At some point, Mikami Yu had already stretched out his Zanpakutō.

The tip of the knife was poking at the side of Liu Ren Ruo Huo.

Yamamoto's ghostly sword was stopped like a prophet.

Interrupting the moment of Yamamoto's attack, Mikami Yuu did not hesitate at all, and rushed directly into Yamamoto's arms with a short body. The Zanpakuto was held in the backhand, and it was once again placed in front of Yamamoto's neck.

This time, not only Kyoraku, but also Yamamoto was surprised.

Just now, it could be said that he was not completely serious.

But this time, he was holding back and giving the evildoer a severe lesson, without mercy.

Even so, was he still defeated so easily?

How could this be?

Are you really too old to eat?

In his stunned eyes, Mikami Yu raised his head and grinned at him:

"Teacher, you can't kill me without using swastika."

"My set of moves has been used nearly a thousand times on my back. How can you block it?"

Yamamoto frowned slightly.

He didn't understand anything this idiot apprentice said.

But one thing is obvious, this kid has definitely come up with something new.

His spiritual pressure shook and he pushed Mikami Yuu away.

Then, she sheathed the sword and frowned:

"Boy, what happened just now?"

As Yamamoto and Kyoraku watched, Mikami Yuu hummed and told the two about his ability to simulate combat.

After listening, even though Yamamoto was well-informed, he couldn't help but open his old eyes.

Judging from the fact that Mikami Yu blocked all his moves in advance, this guy's simulation was definitely not just a guesswork.

Coupled with the "Superman Medicine" he just mentioned, when he has enough information about his opponent, he is simply invincible!

But soon, he thought of a way to crack it:

"No, boy, although your ability is powerful, the opponent's fighting style simulated in your mind is fixed. If the enemy finds that you have mastered all his moves and temporarily changes his fighting style, your ability will be destroyed. Is it cracked?”

Mikami Yuu shook his head:

"Every time the opponent I simulated fights with me, the combat experience can be transferred to the next simulated object."

"Although I cannot simulate the changes they may make when facing other opponents, at least I can predict the changes they may make when fighting me."

"The method that the teacher just thought of has been put into practice by the simulation body in the fourteenth battle in the simulation world."

"The teacher who fought me for the first time, the teacher who noticed that I can break my moves, the teacher who noticed that I can break the moves after changing my moves..."

"Three thousand battles, all changes have been engraved in my physical memory."

Speaking of this, Mikami Yu crossed his arms and showed a proud smile:

"Now I can be said to be a special attack weapon against teachers."

"The nickname given by the Jianghu people is Yamamoto Killer!"

Kyōraku's eyes lit up.

Wonderful!

Just as he was about to grin, Yamamoto seemed to notice something and turned to look at him.

Kyoraku quickly shut up.

In the end, Mikami Yu passed the test, and Yamamoto assigned him a homework. A week later, he had to fight a **** battle with himself in the mountains of Rukongai.

Mikami Yu naturally had no objection to this.

What is learned in the simulated world is ultimately "book knowledge".

If you don't put it into practice, you always feel like something is missing.

Jingraku Shunsui failed the exam. From now on, he will go to practice under the waterfall for four hours every day, under the supervision of his deputy captain.

In addition, the team's official duties must also be handled as soon as possible. If there is a delay, the waterfall practice time will be extended.

Kyōraku, who wanted to have fun just now, couldn't be happy at all now...

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With the first ray of sunlight, Mikami Yu opened his eyes.

The broken bee who slept with me last night had quietly left at some point.

After getting dressed and arriving at the martial arts arena, I saw an unexpected visitor.

Wearing a white haori, Niryuri has strange oil paint on her face.

Seeing Yu Mikami, Niruri opened his mouth, revealing the pale white teeth that could stop a child from crying at night.

"Your Excellency Mikami, long-awaited greetings... How are you doing recently?"

Seeing Niryuri's strange respectful attitude, Mikami Yuu was stunned for a moment.

Then, he looked astonished.

"Is there something wrong with Nemu?"

Nie Shuli rubbed his hands like a philistine businessman, showing a smiley expression.

It is really difficult for him to force himself to act respectful.

Seeing Yu Mikami getting straight to the point, he quickly continued:

"As expected of Mikami-dono, you guessed the situation right away!"

He showed a somewhat troubled expression and seemed to be thinking about his words again.

After a few seconds, he said awkwardly:

"Mikami-dono, that's it."

"In the previous soul-changing incident, I took advantage of the chaos to collect some soul-changing soul pills left behind after the death of the God of Death."

"After repeated research and confirmation of its dangers, I drew some ideas from it and used them in the transformation of Sound Dream."

"But... after the transformation, Yinmeng seems to have had a little problem."

"Now, you have to take action personally before it can be solved."

Hearing Niryuri's words, Mikami Yu couldn't help but sigh.