Kuchiki Hibiki, the son-in-law of the Kuchiki family, is a powerful figure known as the Grim Reaper.

He had killed a large number of rebels during the war and laid the foundation for victory on several occasions, thus gaining great fame and becoming well-known in the Seireitei.

When I was in the same hospital room as Kuchiki Sōjun, I heard the name Kuchiki Kyouka quite often.

For Kuchiki Sojun, Kuchiki Hibiki is the goal he strives to achieve.

If one can become someone like Kuchiki Kyouga, the Kuchiki family can also achieve new glory under his leadership.

"His Zanpakuto is named Muramasa."

Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "It can awaken the consciousness of other people's Zanpakuto and amplify their emotions."

"If you wish, I can summon Kuchiki Kyoga to help you awaken the consciousness of your Zanpakuto."

Upon hearing this, Ruyueming shook her head repeatedly without even thinking.

"I'll rely on my own efforts."

"There's always a sense of unease about the power you gain by relying on the help of others."

That's what it says.

But in reality, it's a different story.

No one understands the power of the Zanpakuto Muramasa better than him.

Muramasa not only awakens the consciousness of other people's Zanpakuto, but also comes with mental attacks, memory reading, and brainwashing of the Zanpakuto.

The main focus is on a god-like figure in civil war.

It's practically a weapon against the Grim Reaper.

Moreover, his memories are filled with too many taboos; seeing too many of them could drive him mad.

For the sake of Kuchiki Hibiki, let's just forget about it.

Yamamoto nodded, unusually not refuting the statement.

"In that case, you may continue practicing the Sacrificial Sword Zen."

"Communicating with a Zanpakuto is a gradual process; rushing it will only backfire."

Clearly, he was also aware of Muramasa's side effects.

Unless absolutely necessary, Yamamoto would not want to take such a shortcut as Kizuki Akira.

"But there's no need to worry about it too much."

Yamamoto suddenly spoke up, "Even without a Zanpakuto, one can become a true strongman."

“Like the great demon master, Tsukasa Rinpoche, he can hold his own against other death god captains and even suppress and defeat them using only his demonic arts.”

Ru Yueming raised her eyes and looked intently at the old man before her:

"So, between him and you, who is stronger?"

Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively, "It should be me, after all, I'm getting old, and living longer means I'll have more experience to learn."

Ru Yueming sighed.

As expected, the path of the ghosts is a dead end.

Even if you instantly cast the Ninety-Nine Ghost Paths, you still can't beat Old Man Shan.

"Why are you suddenly so eager to become stronger?" Yamamoto asked, puzzled.

Ru Yueming explained, "Because I have another enemy outside, but the difference in strength between us is too great, and I can't beat him at all."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto became even more curious.

He was fairly clear about this wicked disciple's strength; even if he couldn't unleash his Zanpakuto, an ordinary vice-captain wouldn't be a match for him.

For Ruyue Ming to say that the difference in strength between herself and her opponent was too great, one can imagine how strong that enemy must be.

"I understand."

Yamamoto didn't press further. "In that case, I'll help you out again."

"I remember when you fought Shinichi Shiraki before, you used the Hand-Soothing and Bombardment techniques."

Ruyue Ming nodded.

Although these two moves are somewhat complicated, after being hit a few times, I managed to master them.

"These two moves are the basic techniques of the Yuanliu style."

Yamamoto stood up and took off his captain's haori and hung it on the hanger. His bulging, exaggerated muscles were faintly visible beneath his shihachi uniform.

"Besides that, there are advanced techniques, which are called..."

"One bone!"

Chapter 96 I'll remember this grudge from today.

Ru Yueming naturally knew Yi Gu, and it could even be said that he had a very deep impression of him.

A single punch is enough to shatter mountains and cleave rivers; even a Hollow of the Ten Espada level wouldn't be able to withstand it.

He remembers it very clearly.

With his Ryujin Jakka sealed away, Yamamoto nearly crippled Wonderwiss with a single punch.

The double-bone attack, at full power, pulverized the creature into minced meat, instantly obliterating it.

Although Wonderweiss had a low IQ and had lost his ability to speak, he gained great strength in return.

Absolutely at the level of a Tenth Espada.

Even so, he was still instantly killed by Yamamoto.

This demonstrates Yamamoto's strength.

As he himself said.

Why has he been able to serve as the captain of the Gotei 13 for a thousand years?

Because, even after a thousand years, no death god stronger than him has appeared.

While the power of the White Strike technique largely depends on the user, it also reflects the strength of this move.

Ru Yueming had been looking forward to this for a long time.

How to learn?

Ruyue Ming excitedly took off his clothes, and the brand-new Shinigami uniform was tied around his waist.

"Will it be the same kind of fight as before?"

Seeing this, Yamamoto's face darkened. Where did he learn this bad habit of taking off his clothes whenever he was about to fight? Moreover, his temperament was too impulsive, and he would suffer for it sooner or later.

"Let's go to the dojo first."

An old man and a young man walked one after the other in the corridor of the team barracks. The team members next to them were busy with their work and paid no attention to the two of them.

It's no secret that Akira Kisaragi has joined the Genryu and is in the First Division, and this fact is vaguely spreading throughout Seireitei.

The elite members of the First Division see similar scenes almost every week, so they've long been used to it.

A spacious and brightly lit dojo.

The brand-new flooring was neatly installed, outlining a simple yet elegant pattern.

Ru Yueming sat cross-legged, looking at the old man in front of her with anticipation.

"After these days of sparring and learning, you have made up for many of your weaknesses, but new problems have also been exposed."

Yamamoto stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority, his deep voice conveying an aura of authority without anger.

"Based on your previous battle with Shinichi Shiraki, it's not hard to analyze that while your practical experience is decent, your basic skills are still sparse, and your awareness and operation are somewhat distorted."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand, his five fingers spreading out and then suddenly closing with an imperceptible, terrifying speed. The air in his palm was instantly crushed, creating a chilling gust of wind.

"If it is an opponent of the same level or evenly matched, I can use the advantage of my spiritual body to crush them."

"But when you encounter someone who is truly skilled in combat, the outcome is hard to predict."

Ruyue Ming frowned slightly, somewhat disagreeing with Yamamoto's words.

But considering that fist was bigger than a clay pot, he decided to keep the idea to himself for the time being.

"You have quite a bit of talent."

Yamamoto ignored the boy's changing expression and continued, "After removing the tough spirit body, there is Captain Unohana's Death Sword Style, the basic style taught at the Spirit Arts Academy."

"And the Shihōin secret hand-to-hand combat style, which is completely unrelated to you."

"Don't forget, the Shihouin family's chief is in charge of a secret mobile force, and their style of operation and combat is mainly based on assassination."

"Of course, being able to travel in such a short time the distance that would normally take a Grim Reaper several years or even decades already speaks volumes."

"Indeed, the purpose of mastering these skills is for combat. In terms of combat performance alone, you can definitely be considered qualified, or even excellent."

At this point, Yamamoto paused, deliberately observing Ruyue's expression, afraid that the boy would become complacent because of his praise.

Only when he realized that Asuka Akira didn't react much did Yamamoto feel relieved and continue:

"Actually, your current situation is somewhat similar to wearing someone else's clothes and shoes. Although the size is right, there will always be a psychological gap."

“If it were before, you might not have noticed.”

"But once I truly enter the realm of Yuanliu and master the Hand-stroking and Bombardment techniques, I think..."

"You must have noticed that something's not right, right?"

Ru Yueming paused for a moment.

It can only be said that he is a seasoned veteran who has lived for thousands of years; he saw through his problem at a glance.

Although it was only a slight discomfort and sense of incongruity, it was still easily noticed.

These issues do indeed cause him to make mistakes in battle these days.

Otherwise, he could have held on for at least five more points while being entangled by Senjumaru.

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