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But what he didn't know was that Feng Run was even more surprised at this moment.

As the class teacher, Fengrun was very familiar with the abilities of each student, including Ruyueming, who often angered others.

Ruyueming's previous unarmed fighting skills had already given him quite a surprise.

I never expected that this kid's swordsmanship would improve to a higher level in such a short time.

Is this what they call a genius?

Thinking of this, Feng Run couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for his talent, and then...

They've become even more ruthless!

A sapling won't grow straight if it's not pruned, and a person will become squeaky if they're not disciplined.

As an elite teacher, I must guide every genius back onto the right path!

This is his duty!

The sudden increase in pressure made Ruyue Ming suffer unbearably. While gritting her teeth, she tried hard to think of a way to break the deadlock.

It's impossible for me to admit defeat.

Because even if you admit defeat, you'll still get beaten up; that's just how straightforward Teacher Feng is.

"Wake up, kid."

Feng Run increased his strength again, and with each step he took, he forced Ru Yueming to retreat repeatedly, until he was less than three meters away from the wall.

"Go and properly repent for your mistakes, and then get back on the right path!"

With a roar, Feng Run also held his sword in both hands and swung it down forward with the force of splitting a mountain.

It's a move devoid of any fancy tricks, consisting solely of pure power and speed.

And, a negligible amount of spiritual pressure.

As the moon shines brightly, the divine heart is brought to its fullest potential, and MAX-level talent is instantly maximized.

The world in his eyes seemed to stand still at that moment.

In an instant, Feng Runye's moves were broken down into dozens of parts, including power generation techniques, spiritual pressure direction, strengths and weaknesses—all of which were mastered in the shortest amount of time.

The moon-like eyes seemed to sparkle with light, as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

I don't need to be better than you; with just a moment's carelessness, I can seize the rhythm of victory!

He gripped the bamboo knife tightly with his five fingers, and the handle creaked and groaned as he exerted all his strength on it, causing the bamboo fibers to snap and burst open.

That blow was blocked!

Ru Yueming, with her legs slightly bent and arms crossed, blocked Teacher Feng's sure-win attack in an odd posture.

Looking at the boy's face so close to his, Feng Runye's gaze suddenly froze; his teaching objective seemed to have failed.

Ru Yueming raised her head and grinned:

"Teacher, have you ever lost?"

A strange sense of foreboding spread through his heart. Before Fengrun could answer, Ruyueming leaned in and slid down with bamboo knives, causing countless bamboo fibers to burst open.

Feng Run's eyes widened, an expression of disbelief in them, as a violent roar echoed in his ears.

The broken bamboo knife landed directly on his chest.

The next moment, Feng Run also swept past countless shocked gazes at the end of the dojo, drawing a beautiful parabola before finally landing on the wooden door at the entrance.

boom! !

On this day, Ru Yueming became famous in the Spirit Arts Academy.

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Chapter 10 Sword Zen, Shallow Strike, Communication

In the classroom, the Shinigami teacher on the podium is spitting as he recounts the history of the Soul Society.

From the glory of the royal family to the rise of the five noble families, to the establishment of the Gotei 13, it even mentions the war between the Shinigami and the Quincy hundreds of years ago.

Even today, Quincy still roam the world.

Below the podium, however, lay a rather bizarre scene.

Over 99% of the students sat neatly at the front, listening attentively to the teacher's lecture.

At the back of the classroom, several rows of seats were empty, and two slightly thin figures sat at separate tables.

One of them listened attentively, just like the other students.

The other person buried their head in their arms, seemingly entering a state of hibernation.

The teacher on the podium also noticed this scene, hesitated to speak, and finally could only vent his anger in the classroom, even raising his voice several notches.

However, such commotion seemed like a lullaby to Ru Yueming.

When the powerful voice reached his ears, he...

I slept even better.

Aizen glanced sideways at his friend beside him, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps this is a true reflection of the saying that interest is the best teacher.

Ever since Akira Kisaragi cleaved Junya Kaede in half during a kendo class, his quality of life has skyrocketed.

Countless elite students witnessed his true strength and developed a deep-seated awe for him.

Wherever you are, the strong are always respected.

The Academy of Spiritual Arts is no exception.

The news spread like wildfire and quickly reached the entire Spirit Arts Academy.

Everyone, from teachers and students to the dean, knew that a true genius had emerged from Class 1, Grade 1.

Having been admitted to the hospital for only a few months, he was already able to easily defeat his teacher, and his spiritual pressure even surpassed that of ordinary Shinigami soldiers.

A true genius, as bright as the moon.

But this guy just doesn't play by the rules. Even though he listens attentively in the Chopping Fist, Ghost Walking, and practical combat classes.

But when it comes to academic classes, he falls fast asleep, showing absolutely no arrogance or attitude that a genius should have.

He's always grinning like an idiot, and his mind often comes up with unexpected ideas.

Examples include raiding the Shin-o cafeteria at night, altering disciplinary notices, and performing exorcisms on female classmates.

The problem is that it would be fine if he did it alone, but every time he's about to do something bad, he drags me into it.

To paraphrase Ru Yueming, good brothers share happiness and hardship.

Although it's unclear where he heard these unorthodox ideas, he always carried them out very strictly.

That's all for today.

On the podium, the history teacher had a serious expression.

Below the podium, Ru Yueming looked sleepy and disoriented.

"is get out of class over?"

"Our final exams are in a month. Although practical combat is the most important course for us Grim Reapers, we can't neglect our academic studies either."

"Any student who fails this exam will be given a major demerit and placed on probation!"

Upon hearing the punishment, Ruyueming suddenly awoke, then looked pitifully at Aizen beside her:

"Sousuke, we're good brothers, right?"

Aizen remained silent.

"You can't bear to see me fail my exam, right? You saw me during the exam..."

Asuka Akira, without anyone noticing, sat down next to Aizen, casually putting her arm around his shoulder, and as usual, devised a terrible idea.

"The next lesson is Sword Zen, so you should think about how to master the most basic Sword Zen first."

Aizen rose from his seat and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, as of last night, you didn't seem to have been able to complete the first step of the Sword Zen."

"Failing academic subjects is one thing, but if you can't have your own Zanpakuto, even if you graduate smoothly, you won't be able to join the Gotei 13."

"Perhaps, your only choice is the Ghost Path..."

Ru Yueming was stunned; his good brother's sudden betrayal caused him immense heartache.

But now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Although the exact reason is unclear, he seems to be inherently incompatible with his Zanpakuto.

From the initial choice of shallow striking to the current understanding of sword Zen.

Even the worst student can vaguely sense the power of a Zanpakuto, yet he is unable to complete even the most basic sword meditation.

Not to mention unleashing the power of a Zanpakuto.

Isn't it said that Zanpakuto are forged based on the souls of Shinigami? Then why are you and your own soul inherently incompatible?

Could it be that he is a pure stubborn person?

With trepidation and doubt, Ruyue and Aizen arrived at the Sword Zen Dojo together.

The spacious room exudes a Zen-like tranquility.

A faint, refreshing fragrance lingers in the air, inducing a hazy, intoxicating state, making one feel as if they are floating on air.

This is a unique spiritual fragrance exclusive to the Sword Zen Dojo, used to assist students who have just obtained their Zanpakuto, enabling them to enter the state of Sword Zen more quickly and thus successfully communicate with their Zanpakuto.

Of course, this kind of spiritual fragrance is not very effective for people with strong willpower.

Like the bright moon, like indigo dye.

The two sat cross-legged on the prayer mats, assuming a meditation posture, and began their sword meditation.

Like the other students around him, Aizen quickly entered a state of sword meditation.