Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"You just need to do as I say."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden skeletal arm behind Senjumaru began to operate various instruments and equipment, and the powerful spiritual pressure, as vast as the ocean, began to surge like waves.

Colorful fabrics hung from the ceiling, their vibrant patterns transforming the entire laboratory into a sea of ​​color.

The curtain fell.

Senjumaru is like a god who controls cloth; the cloth dances freely according to his thoughts, creating a fairytale world unique to silk.

"Release the spiritual pressure shield."

An elegant and gentle voice rang in Ruyueming's ears, and the next moment a thick spiritual pressure shield appeared beside him.

boom!

A heavy thud followed.

A piece of cloth was wrapped around Ruyueming's body, and a slender sewing needle moved swiftly along it. In just a moment, a pure white garment was wrapped around her body.

next moment.

Gather your clothes!

The spiritual pressure shield let out a mournful cry of despair, and before it could last three seconds, it shattered with a crash, turning into countless points of light that scattered all around.

A slight tingling sensation appeared on the skin, like being touched by a hedgehog.

Senjumaru, positioned in the center of the equipment, frowned slightly, staring intently at the changes in the data on the screen, his golden fingers frantically typing on the keyboard in front of him.

Like a canyon pianist protecting his family.

"The spiritual pressure depth index is stable, but the metamorphosis law has been distorted. The 3.60 index needs to be adjusted..."

Senjumaru corrected the collected data, analyzed and summarized it, and finally obtained two improvement plans for the Ultimate Garment.

"Again!"

She took a deep breath and looked at Ruyueming again.

The boy shrugged and did not refuse.

This requirement posed absolutely no challenge for him.

Time and again, Senjumaru's demands were insatiable, as if there was no limit.

However, Ru Yueming was so sleepy during this seemingly endless experiment that she could barely keep her eyelids open.

so boring.

All he needs to do is place a spiritual pressure shield next to him, and then place another one, only to have it break again, repeating this process indefinitely.

Later on, the attack power of the cloth was no longer able to cause him any pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Ruyueming was shaken awake, and the first thing she saw was the smiling face of Senjumaru.

"Young man, thank you for your help."

"The construction of the ultimate garment is basically complete."

"Next, we can talk about compensation."

Upon hearing this, Ruyue Ming immediately came to her senses and quickly explained her requirements for the Death Knight Armor.

"Are its main functions self-cleaning and automatic repair?"

Senjumaru nodded slightly, "It's not difficult, but before I start sewing, I need to measure your body measurements again."

"After all, a boy like you grows very quickly."

Ru Yueming: "..."

He finally understood that the madwoman was just setting the stage; she simply wanted his body.

We haven't gotten revenge for last time, so we absolutely cannot let Senjumaru succeed this time.

Ru Yueming shook her head and refused.

Before he could even speak, the overwhelming spiritual pressure poured down, instantly suppressing him. The cloth suspended from the ceiling transformed into a massive torrent, engulfing the room in an instant.

But soon, terrifying high temperatures rose from the torrent, and deep purple became the dominant color in the world of color. Countless pieces of cloth turned to ashes in the flames, with no possibility of being mended.

A battle to defend dignity has begun!

Asuka Akira was full of confidence. This time, he would not fail because of the exhaustion of spiritual pressure and fall on the road to victory.

His unique attribute, "Abundant Spiritual Energy," will be the key to his victory!

But soon, Shutara Senjumaru also noticed the abnormality, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It hadn't been long since she stripped Ru Yueming naked, yet his strength had increased so dramatically.

Moreover, this resistance was particularly fierce, even putting her under considerable pressure.

Whether it's spiritual pressure, spiritual strength, or other aspects.

"Well, I don't like boys with too much stamina."

A terrifying spiritual pressure erupted like the collapse of the heavens, instantly increasing the gravity in the room. The spiritual pressure seemed to solidify, pressing in from all directions.

Ru Yueming let out a muffled gurgling sound.

His spiritual pressure is indeed a weakness; with only a fourth-grade spiritual power, he would be suppressed even when facing Lou Julang.

However, because the spirit is powerful, the suppression of spiritual pressure is often directly ignored.

This level of oppression has only been felt when facing the old man of the mountain, or when facing the corrupted Retsu Unohana.

"Solution—"

"Satakkara-shitara-tsuji!"

The moment the words fell, Ru Yueming's vision went black, as if he had entered another world, where countless stars shone in the sky.

A godlike figure stood at the forefront, and as the golden skeletal arms behind him merged, a massive golden machine began to operate in this world.

The sound of gears turning and the red cloth hanging down added an unusual splendor to this dark world.

Looking at the horrific scene before her, Ru Yueming slowly typed a question mark.

Why is this crazy woman so obsessed with his body?

So you're going to unleash your Bankai just to take off his clothes?

He attempted a final struggle, but as the red cloth wrapped around him, the overwhelming spiritual pressure also descended.

A suffocating sense of oppression instantly enveloped his entire body. Even with Ru Yueming unleashing his full power, igniting crimson lightning and azure flames, and releasing all his spiritual pressure, he still only lasted for less than a minute.

Then there is no more then.

Then everything went black, and he lost consciousness.

…………

"teacher!!"

A voice as clear as the moon rang out from the first team.

As Yamamoto was writing, his eye twitched and a vein bulged on his forehead, but it quickly subsided.

After so many times, I should be used to it by now.

But the usual reprimand is inevitable.

"You idiot! You're already the captain and you still don't act like one. What kind of behavior is this, acting so recklessly!"

Yamamoto put down his brush and angrily rebuked, "To temper your character, I happen to have a task for you!"

Ruyueming: "?"

Is there something wrong?

Chapter 151 Yamamoto's Plans

Ru Yueming was furious.

He was the one who arrived first, so how could Old Man Shan have gotten there first?

"We'll talk about the task later, Master, please let me vent my frustrations first!"

Ru Yueming skillfully pulled out a brand-new tea set from under the tea table, poured himself some tea, and then sat down opposite him with an air of nonchalance.

Looking at his foolish disciple who had no manners whatsoever, Yamamoto sighed deeply.

If this guy had even half the shrewdness of Kyoraku, he wouldn't have had such a hard time choosing a successor for the Captain-Commander.

Ru Yueming can be said to be the most talented student he has ever taught.

none of them.

Only someone like him could protect the Thirteenth Division and Soul Society as well as he did.

After all, strength is the only true measure of success.

Just as he was thinking this, Ru Yueming began to accuse someone of their brutality.

For example, releasing Bankai without permission within the Seireitei; attempting to commit indecent acts against young men, etc.

Yamamoto felt a headache coming on.

He was completely unaware that his foolish disciple had already formed a connection with Senjumaru.

However, judging from the description, this Shinigami who is about to be promoted to the Zero Division seems to be very fond of his disciple?

Also, isn't this communication skill a bit excessive?

First, she seduced the current head of the Shihōin family, then she maintained a long-term master-disciple relationship with Captain Unohana, and later she got involved with Shutara Senjumaru.

Yamamoto was startled!

It seems that Akira has maintained friendly relations with more than half of the captains. In addition, the most powerful of the five noble families, Kuchiki and Shihouin, have both received his favors.

How did this seemingly simple-minded disciple, who has no cunning and not even a brain, manage to build such a wide network of connections without anyone noticing?

It seems that even I, the captain, am not as good as him. Who is the real captain?