Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The last person sentenced to incarceration was the captain of the 11th Division, Soya Azashiro.

He did nothing wrong, yet he was sentenced to more than 20,000 years in prison.

Compared to him, Kuchiki Hibiki felt he was much luckier.

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First Division, Dojo.

"Teacher, why did you call me?"

Looking at Yamamoto, who was shirtless and exuded a terrifyingly strong aura just by standing there, a fawning smile immediately appeared on Asuka's face.

"We haven't caused any trouble lately."

"You helped me eliminate the nobles and quell the rebellion. Even if you didn't achieve anything, you certainly put in a lot of effort."

"You mustn't do things like cooking the hunting dog after the rabbit is caught, or putting away the good bow after the birds are all gone..."

Yamamoto let out a disdainful snort, raised his hand, and the muscles on it immediately bulged, releasing a scorching heat into the dojo, causing the temperature in the air to rise directly.

It makes you feel like you're sweating profusely.

"I have only heard some rumors."

As it opened its mouth, the temperature in the dojo continued to rise, and wisps of crimson spiritual pressure swirled and lingered around its muscular body.

"What do you think of my Zanpakuto?"

Ru Yueming was taken aback for a moment, then immediately gave a thumbs up: "Powerful! Dominant! Strong!"

Yamamoto frowned: "It seems to differ somewhat from the rumors I've heard."

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming's forehead immediately broke out in a cold sweat:

"Teacher, please let me explain..."

However, Yamamoto was closing in step by step, his wild spiritual pressure surging wildly, and rolling heat waves rose in the dojo, as if an active volcano was moving forward.

"late!"

Before they could escape or call for help, the muscular old man unleashed a powerful spiritual pressure, raised his iron-like fist, and charged forward.

The nightmare began.

"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What the hell am I doing?"

An hour later, Ruyueming lay paralyzed in the ruins of the temple, struggling to raise her hand, attempting to use the Returning to the Dao to restore her numb body.

It must be said that Yamamoto has become increasingly adept at controlling the force he uses when beating his apprentice.

After a thorough beating, he didn't show any serious injuries, but his spiritual pressure and strength were completely depleted, leaving him utterly exhausted, like a dried-out salted fish.

I thought I was already a master.

Even those like Kyoraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro, such as Tsunayoshi Tokinada, were beaten to death by his own flurry of punches, utterly powerless to fight back.

But this confidence, which had only been building for a few days, was shattered by Yamamoto.

Massacre!

A brutal massacre with no suspense whatsoever!

The gap is too big.

Or, it may be impossible to measure the specific difference between the two.

What you can't see is the most terrifying.

All I can say is, your grandpa is still your grandpa.

As Yueming collapsed to the ground, questioning the meaning of life, Yamamoto was no better off.

When they heard from Kyoraku that the two of them hadn't contributed much in the battle at the Tsunayo residence, and that Tsunayo Tokina had been beaten to death by Akira Kisaragi.

Yamamoto was quite surprised.

After testing her in actual combat, he was surprised to find that Ruyueming's combat power had improved again.

It hasn't been long since he was beaten up, but this kid's strength seems to have skyrocketed as if he's taken hormones.

At this rate, it seems that it won't take him more than a few hundred years to reach his current level.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto looked at Asuka Akira and gestured:

"Kid, interested in a promotion?"

Ruyueming: "?"

…………

Facts have proved that ginger is still spicy.

Akira realized that he had been tricked by Yamamoto once again.

The promotion the old man mentioned was merely from the third seat of the eleventh division to the captain of the eleventh division.

It may seem like my status has changed, but in reality, it's not very useful.

Anyway, his position as the third seat is no different from that of the captain.

Only Gosuke cried his eyes out upon hearing the news. In his words, it was a case of tears of joy, a bittersweet relief.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Someone with skinny arms and legs like him is simply not suited to be in the Eleventh Division.

If it weren't for the lack of a captain, Gosuke would have applied for a transfer long ago.

Eleventh Division.

"Transfer?"

Ru Yueming glared at him, "I disagree!"

"Captain, no, Lord Miyaji, please let me go!"

Gosuke, completely disregarding his image, clung to the thigh and let out a heart-wrenching wail.

"I've suffered enough these past years."

"If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I won't have many years left to live."

Actually, he joined the Eleventh Division entirely because of Kuruyashiki.

Gosuke, who hails from Rukongai, is not skilled in combat.

If it weren't for Kuruyashiki entrusting Souya Azumashiro to take care of him before he died, he wouldn't have become the vice-captain of the 11th Division with his mediocre abilities.

During this time, he was constantly on edge, worried that he might be attacked by a disgruntled squad member or officer while walking at night.

Now I'm finally free, and I must be transferred immediately.

Just as Gosuke was about to smear his snot on his pants, Ruyueming quickly kicked him off the ground:

"Okay, okay, I agree!"

"Draft your own transfer request and go wherever you want."

Wu Zhu left in high spirits.

Then it was Ruyueming's turn to worry.

Although the Eleventh Division is a combat division, it does have little to no paperwork, and as the captain, he also has a large amount of official business to handle.

Just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.

"We must find a suitable candidate to serve as the vice-captain and share the burden with me!"

Once Akira made up her mind, she immediately left the Eleventh Division.

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Division 12.

A figure darted quickly between the buildings, heading straight for the private laboratory.

"Sousuke, please help me!"

The laboratory door suddenly opened, and Ru Yueming rushed in, her pleading voice echoing in the empty room.

Aizen's right hand trembled, nearly ruining the experiment he was conducting.

He let out a helpless sigh and asked irritably:

"what happened again?"

"Old man Yama is still determined to kill me, and he secretly pinned the position of captain of the 11th Division on me."

Ru Yueming said in a very fast voice, "Now that the Fifth Assistant has been transferred, I no longer have a vice captain."

"You can be my vice-captain!"

"With our combined intelligence and strength, we can definitely make the Eleventh Division bigger and stronger. When I defeat Yamamoto and become the Captain-Commander, I'll appoint you as..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ruyueming was dragged to the door by Aizen, and then—

Kicked him out.

Dogs bark.

It's a wonder he even had the brain to think of appointing a civilian employee as the vice-captain of the Eleventh Division.

After being politely rejected, Ru Yueming squatted there for a long time, and finally found a suitable candidate in the corner of her mind.

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Second Division, Executive Office.

Because Yoruichi is still attending the noble council, the team's official duties are temporarily being handled by Ōmaeda Kinosugu.

"Kisuke Urahara?"

Xi Zhijin pondered, "It's not impossible, but this kid is very lazy. Can he really handle the position of vice captain?"