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“Aside from its spiritual pressure, it doesn’t seem to have many Hollow characteristics.”

Ru Yueming smiled and answered truthfully:

"Nothing much, I just took over Las Noches, became the king of Hueco Mundo, and have countless elite soldiers under my command, ready to sound the horn of war against Soul Society at any time."

"As for the Kuraton, it is a broken mask."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto's heart skipped a beat.

As a wise man who had lived for thousands of years, he was not unaware of the concept of the broken face.

Legend has it that when a Hollow breaks the mask that symbolizes its identity, it will gain unprecedented power, enough to easily destroy the world.

But isn't this just a legend?

Yamamoto looked at Akira with a puzzled expression: "Where did you find the Arrancar?"

Upon hearing this, Ruyue Ming puffed out her chest:

"Naturally, it was discovered using my extraordinary wisdom."

"Use the power of the Shinigami to break the soul limits of the Hollows, and then it's done!"

Utter nonsense.

Yamamoto glared at him, annoyed.

You call yourself a genius? What else could you possibly have in your head besides muscles?

With you around, the average IQ in Soul Society drops by several points!

Although it was somewhat of a stretch, Yamamoto still managed to make a rough judgment based on his rich life experience and understanding of his wayward disciple.

Unsurprisingly, this Arrancar was definitely developed by his vice-captain, Kisuke Urahara.

Given that someone has already risen to the position of the second-in-command of the Wandenreich, a mere Hollow is nothing.

And judging from the appearance of that barn pig, it's pitifully weak.

It poses no threat to Soul Society at all; just consider it a pet that a wicked disciple has raised.

Yamamoto shook his head and did not pursue the matter further.

As for the talk of Hueco Mundo and the King of Hueco Mundo, he dismissed it all as mere rambling from a disloyal disciple.

He had seen Barragán before.

With his power of time, he could even corrupt the flames of the Flowing Blade, making him terrifyingly strong.

Now, thousands of years later, it must be even more terrifying.

While Akira is indeed very strong, it's still far too unrealistic for him to aspire to become the King of Hueco Mundo.

Yamamoto lowered his gaze and glanced at his wicked disciple who was about to steal his roasted sweet potatoes:

"You've been spending all this time in the Invisible Empire, have you neglected your daily cultivation?"

Ru Yueming looked up blankly: "What cultivation?"

Yamamoto: "?"

I'm getting angry!

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Chapter 238 A Master and Disciple Who Lack Martial Morality

"Will you win?"

While munching on the large melon that the sparrow had brought to entertain the guests, Kuraton asked nervously.

Chojiro glanced at the overly familiar Kuraton and vaguely saw the shadow of Ruyueming in it.

To be fair, as a Hollow, even though he has become an Arrancar, shouldn't he show fear when he comes to Soul Society, which is full of Shinigami?

Aren't you afraid that the Grim Reapers will gang up on you?

Or has someone's meme virus completely infected the Hollow named Kurapika?

Despite having a thousand thoughts in his mind, Sparrow adhered to the gentlemanly principle and calmly answered Kuraton's question.

"We will lose."

"Don't be fooled by Lord Yamamoto's advanced age; that's just an appearance."

"You must learn to see through appearances to the essence of things. Just by standing there, Lord Yamamoto gives people a feeling of fierce aggression, like a blazing sun hanging in the sky."

"Although Captain Kisaragi is very strong, he is still a thousand or a hundred years away from defeating Lord Yamamoto."

Thinking of how quickly Asuka Mei rose to power, Chojiro Sasaki swallowed back the words he was about to say.

A thousand years from now, someone will probably be going to the Spirit King's Palace to kill the Spirit King.

Lord Yamamoto is indeed a bit stronger, but he is still the strongest Shinigami, powerful in every way.

In contrast, it is as bright as the moon.

Ha, having a knife instead of using your fists, is that what you call the Grim Reaper?

Just as the man and the rat were arguing, they arrived at the dojo, which had been rebuilt countless times and resembled the Ship of Theseus.

The two stood a distance apart, their eyes locked, their powerful auras clashing and creating visible air currents.

Yamamoto observed Kisaragi Akira across from him and noticed that the boy was somewhat different from usual.

"As expected of the King!"

The hamster exclaimed excitedly, "Just looking at its stance, it seems invincible!"

"Strong and powerful teeth!"

"Smash that old man's head!"

Yamamoto suddenly turned his head, his blood-red eyes filled with intense killing intent staring intently at a large Djungarian hamster.

The hamster was so frightened that it could barely hold the melon in its hand.

I almost forgot that this white-bearded old man is also a ruthless person.

Fortunately, Yamamoto didn't care too much. In his eyes, it was perfectly normal for pets to resemble their owners.

Given that the wicked disciple's brain is all muscle, his pet can't be much smarter either.

There's no need for me to argue with an idiot.

When the two had built up their momentum to its peak, under Yamamoto's gaze, Asuka Akira slowly drew his Zanpakuto.

Yamamoto nodded slightly and drew his sword with a backhand motion.

This is a teaching challenge, not a life-or-death battle.

His immediate attack, tearing off his clothes and throwing punches, was somewhat inconsistent with his doctrine.

Without any hesitation, the moment the sound of the blade rang out, Ru Yueming had already vanished from the spot.

A nimble figure instantly rushed in front of Yamamoto, unleashing a downward slash of the robe, the sound of tearing cloth echoing through the air.

Chojiro Sasaki and Kuraton stood on the viewing platform outside the dojo, protected by a Kido barrier.

He frowned when he saw Ru Yueming's agile slash.

Sure enough, after three days apart, one should look at him with new eyes.

The moves and techniques are completely different from before, and even the most fundamental aspects have changed.

The way it moved just now must have been a flying scythe kick, right?

Sparrow knew some of the inside story, but he didn't expect that Akira Kisaragi would be so bold as to use Quincy techniques so recklessly in his teaching.

Wasn't he afraid that Lord Yamamoto would be enraged and kill this unfilial disciple with a single blow?

Oh, I almost forgot.

It seems that Lord Yamamoto is no longer able to kill this little monster.

Faced with the powerful slash that was brewing with fighting spirit, Yamamoto raised his sword to block without hesitation.

The blades clashed, creating a deafening shockwave that spread outwards, only to be instantly suppressed and controlled by the spiritual pressure of both sides.

This prevented the aftershocks from destroying the temple.

This teaching challenge has only just begun; it's not time to destroy everything yet.

The interplay of blades gave Yamamoto a strange feeling.

It was as if he had returned to three thousand years ago, to the time when he had just made a vow to become the strongest person in the Soul Society.

At that time, he encountered the first formidable enemy of his life.

A great swordsman from a noble district, whose mastery of swordsmanship far surpasses his own.

Each change in the slashing technique nearly resulted in its complete annihilation.

The power emanating from the blade had a weighty quality, almost like the force of a mountain collapsing.

How did this kid become so strong?!

Yamamoto frowned, attempting to use his newly developed swordsmanship techniques to temporarily force his prodigal disciple back, hoping to gain a brief respite.

As if she could foresee the future, Ruyue Ming displayed the Death Sword Style inherited from Unohana Retsu to its fullest extent, instantly blocking all of his blind spots for dodging, and even drawing her sword to get close and attack his right shoulder.

when!

It was another clash of blades.

Sparks flew and a loud bang erupted.

Yamamoto was taken aback to find that the immense force of the impact from the blade made him feel like he couldn't hold onto Ryujin Jakka.

Compared to before, Ru Yueming's slash was even more powerful.

It was clear that not much spiritual pressure was used, but this power was so overwhelming that it made one's scalp tingle.

"Great! The King is invincible!"