Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Yamamoto's points about the drawbacks were particularly insightful.

As mentioned before, the Shihouin family's secret hand-to-hand combat style and their way of doing things complement each other and achieve mutual success.

This also resulted in most of their clansmen having a spiritual structure that was different from that of ordinary people.

In contrast, Akira, who now fights with his clothes ripped off at the drop of a hat, is not on the same wavelength as the Shihouin family at all, so it's normal that they are not compatible.

This is not just a matter of stylistic differences.

Instead, it consists of countless tiny, indistinguishable details, such as height, weight, the length and width of the limbs, the size of the steps, and so on.

It takes at least three to five years to work out and find the best fit for yourself.

Even if Ru Yueming had a cheat code, he would still need to waste a lot of time and energy on this.

"understood."

Ru Yueming sighed and said helplessly, "I'll try to avoid using it in the future."

Yamamoto shook his head: "Actually, I have a better way."

"Tell me in detail!" Ru Yueming perked up.

"It's very simple."

Yamamoto's bald head swayed from side to side, making a chilling cracking sound, and his tone carried a hint of barely perceptible pleasure; even the corners of his mouth curled into a subtle, ferocious smile.

"The best way to correct errors is not to fill them in."

"Instead, it crushes it with the most ruthless and unsolvable force, just like a leaning building."

"All we need to do is tear it down and rebuild, and we can fix everything!"

As bright as the moon...

So all this old man said was just to beat him up?

Ultimately, Yamamoto simply wanted to toughen him up because he had been living too comfortably before.

Although what he said made a lot of sense, Ru Yueming insisted that there were a lot of personal grudges involved.

Seeing that Ruyueming did not object, Yamamoto directly took off his upper body shihaka and tied it around his waist, revealing his terrifying body covered in scars, and his fierce and domineering aura was overwhelming.

Very good, it seems we'll have to add Yamamoto to our list of grudges.

Seeing that Ruyue Ming had taken his stance and made all the preparations, Yamamoto loosened and clenched his five fingers, unleashing a surging wave of burning wind and heat. He unexpectedly changed his usual approach and chose to strike first!

In an instant, that aged face was right in front of him, followed by a fist the size of a clay pot.

Ru Yueming's pupils suddenly contracted, before she could even react.

boom--

The nightmare begins!

After an unknown amount of time, the entire dojo was reduced to a dilapidated mess. Looking around the spacious area, there was hardly a single intact floorboard in sight.

Even the walls were riddled with holes, as if they had been sieves.

As the moon shines brightly, she lies amidst the ruins, her eyes lifeless. Instinctively, she raises her only still-movable right hand, releasing her inner energy to heal herself.

In contrast, Yamamoto, who was not far away, looked relaxed, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but otherwise unharmed.

Even with all her might, Ru Yueming couldn't inflict the slightest damage on it.

Although the person was severely beaten, the effect was indeed quite good.

As Yamamoto said before, if the house is built crookedly, then it should be torn down and rebuilt.

It took Yamamoto a whole afternoon to completely shatter all of Akira's bad habits. If her spirit hadn't been strong enough, she probably would have been torn apart.

Now, Ruyue Ming's combat awareness has been completely overhauled, and he has been completely transformed.

It just looks terrible on the outside.

Moreover, during this period, Yamamoto repeatedly demonstrated to him the way "Ichikotsu" exerted its power and the trajectory of its spiritual pressure, patiently explaining and analyzing it to him while forcefully beating him.

This is a fighting style that combines spiritual power and spiritual pressure; the stronger these two are, the more destructive power they can unleash.

It can be said that it was tailor-made for Ruyueming.

The only problem is that, with his current foundation, he cannot execute it perfectly. If he were to force it, it would result in a severe consequence of harming the enemy by a thousand while injuring himself by eight hundred.

Yamamoto slowly walked to the ruins, reached out and pulled out Kisaragi Akira who was buried inside. He casually patted off the dust that was on his body, shook it off, and after making sure that nothing was damaged, he casually threw it back on the ground.

"Similar teaching methods may be used every now and then."

Yamamoto's first words almost caused Akira to lose her composure, nearly crippling him in one go. If this happened a few more times, they might have to restart the game.

"Of course, that's assuming you have new weaknesses."

"If you have any questions about the details of the One Bone, feel free to come to the First Squad and ask me. Do not act recklessly."

"You did quite well today, so we'll let bygones be bygones for the mistakes you made before."

Ru Yueming slowly typed out a question mark.

When did he make a mistake?

This old man clearly has a problem with him!

Due to the difference in strength, Ruyueming could only mark Yamamoto's name on her grudge notebook again.

Sooner or later...

"And one more thing."

Yamamoto changed the subject, his expression becoming much more serious.

"Do you still remember the assassination attempt on you at Shanding Temple?"

As the moon shone brightly, she tried hard to recall, and after a moment:

"I remember now, the assassination squad sent by the rebels, despicable and underhanded, attacked me when I was exhausted..."

Yamamoto remained silent.

Can you call that exhaustion?

I beat you up all afternoon and you're still full of energy, but you're exhausted after killing two ordinary Hollows who aren't even Hollows?

"Actually, after you left, the Thirteenth Team sent out several squads to Zenjoji Temple to investigate the reason for the appearance of the Great Hollow, and at that time a group of men in black appeared."

"They are clearly here to kill and silence witnesses, so I suspect that the appearance of the Hollow in Rukongai may be related to the rebels."

As Yueming listened with great interest, even the bruises didn't hurt as much anymore:

"and then?"

Yamamoto glared at him irritably and continued:

"The Seireitei suffered heavy casualties, and the rebel forces that came to assassinate them were completely wiped out."

"The covert mobile force has launched an investigation into the matter."

"Judging from the traces left at the scene, a third person may have been present at the time."

"Judging from his spiritual pressure alone, his strength is at least at the level of a vice-captain."

Ru Yueming seemed lost in thought.

It turned out that uncontrollable factors were discovered during the investigation.

Thirteen factions, rebel forces, and then an unknown force appeared.

In addition, there were power struggles among nobles and wars of rebellion between them.

Even without external invasion, the Soul Society is still in complete chaos...

"Not long ago."

Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "A case of disappearances has occurred in Rukongai. The missing persons include Shinigami and civilians, and similar spiritual pressure traces have been found in the area where the missing persons were active."

“I originally intended to have Kyoraku take charge, but he had an urgent mission, and Ukitake is bedridden and unable to fight.”

"so……"

His gaze fell upon Ru Yueming, who looked completely bewildered.

"Since you have some free time on weekdays, why don't you go and investigate this matter?"

Ru Yueming's eyes widened: "Me?"

Has the old man finally gone senile? He actually let a member of the Eleventh Division do such a meticulous investigation.

"Any questions?"

Yamamoto exuded an imposing aura without anger; his aged voice was filled with oppressive force, as if if Yueming dared to utter a single word of dissent, his fist, as large as a sand pot, would fall upon him.

"彳庍口巴..."

Ru Yueming took a deep breath and reluctantly accepted the task.

Yamamoto had been very devoted and sincere to him.

If I keep taking without giving back, I'll feel a little guilty.

Since Yamamoto entrusted him with such an important task, it means that the old man truly considers him one of his own.

You treat me with sincerity, and I will repay you with my heart.

"Don't forget to go to the Fourth Division first."

Just as Ruyue Ming had barely regained her mobility and was swaying as she prepared to leave the dojo, Yamamoto's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Let Captain Unohana examine you to prevent any internal injuries..."

The aged voice gradually faded into the distance until it could no longer be heard.

Turning her head to glance at the empty dojo behind her, Ru Yueming's lips curled up slightly, as if she had thought of something to be happy about, and even her steps as she left became a little lighter.

…………

Fourth Division, General Medical Center.

After Akira Kisaragi arrived, Retsu Unohana temporarily put aside her work and took the time to examine him.

In the ward, he lay there listlessly, telling the gentle woman beside him about Yamamoto's evil deeds.