Then, the members of the Eleventh Division saw their captain being led away by a gentle woman, heading straight for the dojo behind the Fourth Division barracks.

Driven by curiosity, the group followed to watch.

Then they saw a scene that they could not accept.

Unimaginable battle scenes unfolded continuously, with the violent and rampant spiritual pressure seemingly poking a hole in the sky.

Even the entertainer Kyoraku Shunsui was shocked by this and exclaimed that the older generation is still the older generation.

In terms of spiritual pressure alone, it far surpasses his.

Not to mention their combat experience.

Although Kyoraku Shunsui believed that his number of battles was already among the best of all the captains, he was still somewhat inferior to the one who was currently beating up his junior brother.

After a fierce battle.

The invincible captain of the 11th Division, the chief priest of the Shrine of Rebellion, the heir to the Genryu, and the most influential figure in Seireitei, lay prostrate on the ground, unable to rise again.

"What? Impossible!"

"That woman beat Commander Ruyue to her knees, could it be that she wants to..."

"Hey, don't do that! I don't want to see it!"

Hearing the frantic wails in his ears, Kyoraku Shunsui's lips twitched, and he immediately felt that the Eleventh Division had been corrupted by his junior brother.

They're all supposed to be tough guys...

Looking at the boy lying on the ground, having completely given up resisting, Retsu Unohana sighed helplessly.

She wasn't too angry, just annoyed by the boy's self-righteousness.

Even though he was beaten black and blue, he remained steadfast in his beliefs, which made Retsu Unohana waver.

Thinking back to their usual sword fights, his once firm belief began to waver.

The road ahead, which was clear, was suddenly covered by a thin layer of thick fog.

Perhaps, we could give it a try?

Unohana Retsu left with a slightly uneasy feeling.

As the voluptuous figure disappeared before her eyes, Ru Yueming sprang back to her feet with a quick, agile movement.

"Hmph, with just a little self-inflicted injury, this strategist can easily outwit that vicious woman!"

"This is the application of amazing wisdom!"

Seeing this, Kyoraku's lips twitched, and he reminded him:

"Junior brother, you'd better go to the First Squad."

"Otherwise, Old Man Shan might come looking for you with Ryujin Jakka..."

He didn't quite understand whether it was wise or not, but Kyoraku knew one thing: if Asuka continued to act recklessly, he would become quite a sensation.

Also, the fact that he can withstand a full combo of Unohana Retsu's attacks and still be so energetic shows how tough he is.

Even Vastod the Hollow couldn't do that, right?

If this continues, Kyoraku even doubts whether the old man's sword can cut through Kisaragi.

…………

First team team building.

"This is utterly ridiculous!!"

A powerful roar echoed in the room, nearly blowing the roof off; it didn't sound like someone who had lived for thousands of years.

Its imposing presence even surpasses that of Kyoraku Shunsui and Kenkan Ukitake.

Even someone as strong as Yukimatsu had to admit defeat in the face of an enraged Yamamoto.

They could only pretend to be ostriches in danger and bury their heads in the sand.

"As the captain of the 11th Division, he not only abandoned his post without authorization, but also privately mobilized hundreds of Shinigami soldiers. If this had happened during the time when the 46th Chamber was in charge."

"You'll at least be convicted of treason!"

Despite Akira Kisaragi's explanation, Yamamoto remained furious.

"Didn't all 46 chambers go down?"

Asuka Akira muttered under her breath, "Now that the First Division is in charge, any power you don't use will expire."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto was furious.

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Chapter 167 Disaster from the Future

Eleventh Division.

As the moonlight shone brightly, he sat at the very front of the grass, carefully examining his three newly recruited followers.

Kaname Tosen, Sajin Komamura, Kenpachi Zaraki.

They all looked more ferocious than the last. Tosen and Zaraki still looked human, but when it came to Komamura, they just appeared with dog heads on their heads.

Kaname Tosen's expression was very calm, his eyes were closed, but he was not lacking in awareness of the outside world.

Because of his good talent in spiritual power, he can still perceive the outside world through special means even without strong spiritual pressure.

He could not hide the slightest movement or disturbance from the outside world from his eyes.

Komamura's face showed a slight tension. Joining the Eleventh Division was somewhat inexplicable and confusing, although so far, he hadn't had any bad experiences.

As for Kenpachi Zaraki, he was directly entangled into a mummy by Seinosuke Yamada, the vice-captain of the Fourth Division.

Although he did not meet the criteria for discharge, he was released at his strong request.

Accompanied by several members of the Eleventh Division, Kenpachi Zaraki arrived at the Eleventh Division and attempted to request another duel with Akira Kisaragi.

Then he got a good beating.

After this battle, Ru Yueming suddenly realized that one-sidedly crushing noobs might actually be a pretty good experience.

No wonder Yamamoto always looked refreshed after beating him, his wrinkles completely smoothed out, and he looked five hundred years younger.

While Zaraki hasn't fully broken his seal yet, let's beat him up while we can.

Kisuke Urahara stood next to Akira Kisaragi, looking every bit the cunning strategist.

He glanced at the bruises on his captain's face that were still swollen, and felt a sudden ache in his gums.

Only someone with such thick skin and tough flesh could maintain such a mental state after going through so many arduous battles.

Despite being slashed by Unohana Retsu and then beaten by Yamamoto, Akira Kisaragi was not concerned about these mere superficial injuries.

Because of the power of the spirit, its recovery speed is also top-notch.

Even without using the Hellfire Hot Springs and the Return to the Source Healing, you can recover to your original state in a short time.

"Kisuke, what do you think?"

Ru Yueming turned his head and asked aloud.

Kisuke Urahara paused for a moment before realizing that Akira Kisaragi was asking about the arrangements for the three of them.

Upon hearing this, he immediately felt a headache coming on.

He's the type of person who likes to slack off and take it easy; he can't even manage his own life, so how can he manage others?

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."

Akira waved his hand, "Tosen and Komamura can just train with the others. If they don't understand anything, just ask our vice-captain—"

"Urahara-sama."

Under their watchful eyes, Akira patted Kisuke Urahara's shoulder quite forcefully, almost causing him to develop uneven shoulders.

Kisuke Urahara was on the verge of tears.

From its initial role as a file processor to its later role as a team building machine, it now has added childcare as a new function.

That wicked Ruyueming, he really takes advantage of every opportunity to fleece us!

If this continues, he's really worried that he might die from overwork one day.

No, I need to find someone to exploit.

"Yes, Captain!"

Asuka Akira waved her hand: "No need to be so formal, our Eleventh Division doesn't have that many ugly rules."

"As for you..."

The scrutinizing gaze fell upon Kenpachi Zaraki.

A single-minded beast, a reckless brute whose mind is filled with nothing but slaughter.

To be honest, Ru Yueming was somewhat surprised that he could stay so obediently in front of her.

Just then, Kenpachi Zaraki spoke, his slightly hoarse voice suggesting that his vocal cords had been injured during the battle:

"I won't leave."

"I will stay here until I officially defeat you."

A fiery glint flashed in Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes, his soaring fighting spirit burning fiercely within them.

Although he only spent less than a day in the Eleventh Division, he was surprised to find that the environment there perfectly matched his ideal world.

The Grim Reapers would start fighting each other at the slightest disagreement, hacking and slashing at each other, and they wouldn't stop even if they were covered in blood.

The only pity is that these people are still too weak.

The only ones worth noting are Ruyue Ming, who beat him up before, and the pale-faced lackey standing next to him with a fawning expression.

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, you won't regret this decision!"

"You should know that the Eleventh Division has a complete organizational structure, with full social insurance and housing fund coverage, fixed annual leave, double pay at the end of the year, and additional year-end bonuses."

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