Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"The first examinee is a first-time test taker, Aizen Sousuke!"

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, a figure slowly walked to the center of the dojo and bowed to Yamamoto and the other spectators on the high platform.

His humble attitude earned him a lot of praise.

Most people treat polite teenagers with kindness.

The person in charge of assessing Aizen was still a seated official, but he could be considered a familiar face.

The seventh seat of the Kido sect, following in the footsteps of Tessai Wakabishi.

There is Zhaotian Bogen.

Because both of them had very gentle personalities, they remained polite even though a fight was about to break out.

The two sides exchanged greetings.

Then, to Aizen's surprise, Ushōda Hachigen drew his Zanpakutō and attacked him first.

Straightforward and powerful.

Without any fancy changes, the fierce offensive was like a thunderbolt.

Aizen looked surprised and countered with a standard, textbook move.

As an outstanding student in his class, everything he did at the Spirit Arts Academy strictly followed the textbook.

Whether it's theoretical knowledge or basic combat skills like the "Slash Fist and Walk Ghost" technique.

What is shocking is that while maintaining his standard character design, Aizen's offensive tactics are also extremely fierce.

Like a sword unsealed, its sharpness is so dazzling that one can hardly open their eyes.

Blades rained down like a storm, filling the field of vision.

In an instant, a strong wind howled and the momentum surged, making one feel as if they were on a real battlefield.

Watching the two figures locked in combat, the Grim Reapers in the stands were shocked, their understanding of the level of the early graduates being refreshed once again.

Despite it being only his first time, his spiritual pressure and swordsmanship were impeccable, reaching a level of perfection.

On the high platform, Retsu Unohana nodded in satisfaction.

She still had some impression of Aizen; he was very skilled in swordsmanship and was kind and polite, a good kid.

Moreover, she seems to have a pretty good relationship with Akira Kisaragi. If given the chance, perhaps she could be tricked into... recruiting into the Fourth Division.

These days, there are fewer and fewer outstanding talents willing to join the Fourth Division.

Just as she was thinking this, Aizen, who was fighting in the center of the dojo, was clearly at a disadvantage and was being suppressed by Ushōda Hachigen.

Despite being the seventh seat of the Kidoshu, his swordsmanship is comparable to that of a middle-ranking officer in the Thirteen Divisions.

At the preparatory table, Ru Yueming cupped her hands into a megaphone shape and shouted loudly:

"Master Lan, don't fight head-on."

"Dive into his mid lane!"

Hearing the sound he least wanted to hear at that moment, Aizen lost his composure, his perfect swordsmanship techniques went awry one after another, and he was almost finished off by Ushōda Hachigen's smooth combo.

Left with no other choice, they finally resorted to the Ghost Path to barely turn the tide.

Although he had already planned out the outcome of the battle, Aizen did not want to be defeated so quickly.

Only by demonstrating sufficient talent can one gain enough influence in the squad they join in the shortest amount of time.

When Aizen once again displayed some of his strength, even Hachigen Ushōda felt a bit strained, and his tall figure retreated step by step.

They realized that if they continued like this, they might lose.

He directly unleashed his Zanpakuto, the sharp blade transforming into an iron rod in a flash of white light, making his already heavy attack suddenly become exaggerated.

With a single swing, Aizen was sent flying several meters away.

"Aizen-kun, please be careful."

Yuzaki Hachigen kindly reminded, "After the Double Strike is released, it will become extremely heavy when attacking the enemy. If you can't withstand it, please withdraw from the assessment as soon as possible."

"Your performance is good enough for you to graduate smoothly."

Even now, he has not used the demonic arts he is most proficient in.

Aizen nodded, said nothing more, and then drew his sword again, using Shunpo to step forward and launch another attack.

The battle lasted for a long time.

It didn't end until the audience's palms were sweating and their sleeves were damp.

Genjiro Oki personally announced the end of the battle, and the two combatants put down their Zanpakuto and bowed slightly in acknowledgment.

At this moment, whether they were students of the Spirit Arts Academy or Shinigami from other divisions, their gazes toward Aizen were filled with shock and admiration.

Strong people are worthy of respect no matter where they are.

"Is this the difference between geniuses and ordinary people? It's truly enough to make one despair."

"Yes, facing a monster like that, you simply can't muster the slightest thought of struggling..."

"I wonder which squad he'll join. I'm suddenly looking forward to the captains vying for him."

Not only were the Shinigami members shocked, but even the captains sitting on the high platform were quite surprised by Aizen's performance.

"Indeed, geniuses appreciate each other." Ukitake exclaimed.

He thought of his friendship with Kyoraku Shunsui again.

In Akira and Aizen, Ukitake seemed to see his past self and the shadow of Shunsui Kyoraku.

It's a pity that Kyoraku couldn't attend the ceremony today due to a mission.

I don't know if his mission went smoothly, but I hope nothing went wrong.

Aizen bowed to the platform again and returned to the preparation area.

"What a pity, Sousuke."

Ru Yueming looked regretful. "If you had listened to me and gone for his mid lane, you would have secured the victory."

Aizen ignored the madman and instead scanned the entire dojo with a puzzled look.

Normally, the last act should have made its appearance, but there's been no sign of it. Could it be that I guessed wrong?

With these questions in mind, Aizen watched as Akira entered the center of the dojo.

For some reason, looking at that figure's back, he felt a sense of desolation, as if there was a road of no return ahead.

really.

Spending so much time with this guy has made me a bit neurotic.

Aizen shook his head, clearing away any thoughts he shouldn't have.

No matter what, Akira Kisaragi was Yamamoto's disciple.

Even if it's very demanding, there shouldn't be any danger.

…………

When Ruyueming stood in the center of the dojo, he did not immediately encounter his opponent.

Then, Zhaotian Bogen appeared at the edge of the dojo, his hands clasped together in a mudra, chanting incantations as a massive and heavy spiritual pressure surged from his body.

The ghostly light, flowing like a river, instantly enveloped the entire dojo.

At the same time, several members of the Kido sect appeared at various corners of the dojo, injecting their spiritual pressure into the Kido light in the same manner, forming an indestructible barrier.

"Such a big show?!"

Ru Yueming hissed, sensing something was wrong again. "Could it be that Old Man Shan himself is getting involved?"

As if recalling some scenes of sparring with Yamamoto, his eye suddenly twitched.

As he was talking to himself, Genjiro Oki looked down with pity and reminded him:

"Kisaragi-san, please be careful, your opponent is—"

"The sinner from the seventh deepest prison of the Penitentiary Palace, the former vice-captain of the 11th Division, Shinichi Shiraki!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the front door was suddenly pulled open, and a tall, imposing figure emerged from the darkness, exuding a strong sense of oppression. He slowly walked to the center of the dojo and stood before Ruyueming.

Shiraki Makoto's physique is exaggerated to the extreme; his arms alone are thicker than Yueming's thighs, and the muscles all over his body are terrifying.

It's like muscles have become sentient.

Even if they do nothing, just standing there gives people a suffocatingly powerful sense of oppression.

Judging from his height alone, he is even much taller than Yushōda Hachigen, who is mainly responsible for maintaining the demonic barrier.

The sudden appearance of the monster caused an uproar in the spectator stands.

Some members of the Eleventh Division even recognized the former vice-captain and exclaimed in surprise.

"Shinichi Shiraki, he's still alive!"

"This guy has a violent and unpredictable temper. He often physically punishes his team members. It is said that during one mission, he brutally killed all his subordinates just because they were slowing him down. Surprisingly, they are still alive."

"Dean Genjiro actually appointed such a monster as an examiner. Does he have some unspeakable grudge against Kisaragi?"

In the center of the dojo, two figures, one tall and one short, stared at each other, neither willing to yield.

Looking at the frail boy who was much shorter than him, Shinichi Shiraki's lips twitched upwards, and under the pressure of countless muscles, the smile became particularly ferocious.

Like a demon.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Forget it, names don't matter. Do you know what they promised me?"

Shinichi Shiraki pointed to the group of spectators on the platform and said seriously:

"Killing my opponent will give me a chance to fight a true powerhouse!"

"I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!"

He narrowed his eyes, and a violent aura erupted from him. A powerful spiritual pressure surged forth like a tidal wave, making it difficult for the onlookers to breathe.

This is the effect after being weakened by the demonic barrier.