Only Saito said it without hesitation!

"Genryusai isn't that weak yet."

Finally, it was Unohana Yachiru who stood up and made the final decision, "Also, if there really were so many peerless masters in the heavens, Yuanzi Academy probably wouldn't have reached this point today."

"what?!"

Saito Furobushi said loudly in dissatisfaction: "You haven't been to the Soul King Palace, how do you know there is no such thing?"

"Yachiryu, don't think that just because Genryusai is dead, you can become the chief!"

"I absolutely don't accept you!"

"Saito obviously can't beat Unohana, right?" The executor Taketsuna was not afraid of the situation at all, and was even fanning the flames.

"She's only slightly better than me! She's nowhere near as good as Yuan Liusai!"

"I won't give in even if you beat me to death!"

Saito-chan is quite righteous.

Unohana Yachiru cast a dangerous look at her, but in return he received a wave of eager expressions.

It's not just them.

Except for Yan Yuanjinle who was still calmly pondering the pros and cons, the other teachers all looked nonchalant and indifferent.

have to say.

The top combat force of Yuanliu is indeed a motley crowd forcibly brought together by Yamamoto.

After Yamamoto was gone, they immediately showed a tendency to quit and disband.

What’s the good of being controlled by others every day?

It would be better to go back and be the boss of Rukongai like before.

Fujimiya Makoto quietly scanned everyone's expressions.

Until the end, he suddenly stood out from the crowd and said fearlessly: "Dear teachers, you don't still think you have a choice, do you?"

"..."

As soon as these almost provocative words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

Yan Yuanjinle frowned and looked at him, while the remaining ruffians all sneered and looked down on him. Saito also wondered why this kid suddenly acted a little silly today, while Unohana was a little surprised and seemed to be thinking about something.

Fujimiya Makoto continued, "Let's not talk about what would happen if Genryūsai-sama returned alive. Even if he were truly dead, if a royal emissary stronger than Genryūsai-sama returned to Seireitei and saw the current scene, what do you think he would do?"

Everyone present looked at him quietly.

Being targeted by a powerful person who could easily kill Genryusai...

Just thinking about it makes one feel cold.

"Cheng boy! You will suffer if you talk nonsense."

Ni Gu Cai Zang, who looked even older than the old man in the mountain a thousand years later, spoke slowly, staring at him with his snake-like eyes.

Fujimiya Makoto fought back without fear:

"Now, speaking is a dead end, and not speaking is also a dead end, so what does it matter whether I speak or not!?"

When Nigu Caizang heard this blunt retort, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Fujimiya Makoto continued to look at him quietly.

In the end, Ni Gu Cai Zang looked away.

The reason for doing this is not only because Unohana Yachiru, a strong and protective woman, is present.

At the same time, it is also because Fujimiya Makoto's position in Motojijuku is actually quite special.

In just two years, all the teachers witnessed with their own eyes that a kid with only seventh-level spiritual power grew step by step in battle to his current level of spiritual power close to third-level.

Not only that, even his skills of cutting fists and walking ghosts have reached a considerable level.

This is a true genius.

The speed at which he became stronger was almost outrageous.

Genryūsai even spoke to him personally.

Judging from many training details, Yuanliusai intended to consider him as a candidate for the next general manager.

In addition, he is also Unohana's disciple.

The two strongest people in the entire Yuanliu were both indebted to him for teaching him.

The backstage is as hard as granite.

In addition, Ni Gu Cai Zang had also heard the rumor that this kid had once forced back a Vastod with his own hands.

If it is not necessary, even these "big villains" don't really want to stand against this kid.

Who knows how strong he will become in the near future?

"Then what do you want to do?"

In the end, it was Yan Yuanjinle who stood up and gave Ni Gu Cai Zang a way out.

Fujimiya Makoto's expression was stern, and he deliberately sounded alarmist. "You teachers have been fighting the Seireitei nobles for years, and your hands are already stained with their blood. If I and others were to switch places with the Seireitei people, I think you know better than I do what they would do."

Hearing this, many people present had serious expressions.

Like I said before.

Among them, there are many big thugs in Rukongai who are already entrenched in the area. Naturally, they know very well what kind of people the nobles are like.

So, there is no point in running.

Seeing that they had at least taken his words to heart, Fujimiya Makoto continued, "Although we still don't know the exact relationship between the Spirit King Palace and the nobles, since someone wants to protect them, it means that these nobles are still necessary for those in heaven."

"Perhaps they are being used as tools, perhaps due to some ancient contract, or perhaps the existence of these nobles is essential... Or perhaps, Heaven is conducting some kind of negotiation with Genryūsai-sama."

"Whatever the outcome, it shows these people are useful."

Fujimiya Makoto swept a stern gaze over all the teachers present, his voice as cold as ice: "Since that's the case, then we'll start with the great nobles. Kill off the strong, the great nobles, and those in important positions first. Once we've killed them all, we'll take some of the young bloodlines of the direct lineage as hostages."

"It has to be as fast as possible."

"If, Genryūsai-sama is truly dead, and someone from heaven comes down..."

"The extinction of the nobility has become a reality. The dead are worthless! Besides, someone will have to take control of the world for them next."

"Is it us, or the nobles...does it make any difference?"

"If the guys in the sky still want to kill us all, then we should use the hostages as shields and run as far as we can."

His proposal was quite simple, almost copied from the model of the killers present.

In fact, apart from this simple method, Fujimiya Makoto didn't think these people could do anything more complicated.

They are a bunch of killers. If they can't be the Lin Dengwan who changed the world, can they be the Huang Chao?

Of course, Fujimiya Makoto was just saying this in front of these teachers who were about to disband.

From the perspective of a "later generation" with foresight, Fujimiya Makoto knew very well that Hyoshube Ichibei actually didn't care about the lives of the nobles at all - all the monk needed was stability in the overall environment of the three realms.

This time the old man from the mountain came to the Palace of the Spirit King with him, probably just to have a talk, it was unlikely that it would come to a point where victory or defeat was decided, or life or death was involved.

If that were the case, there would be no need to establish the Gotei 13.

Since there is no danger, Fujimiya Makoto must seize this opportunity to strike hard at the power of the nobles.

At the very least, the Central Forty-Six, who stood above the Gotei 13 and defecated wantonly, must not be allowed to remain.

Fujimiya Makoto's goal is quite clear.

He didn't ask for anything more.

After hearing what he said, many people around looked at each other, subconsciously revealing slightly subtle expressions. Their eyes gleamed, their mouths widened, and they nodded vigorously, agreeing with him.

"That makes sense!"

"Kill them all first."

The first generation of the Gotei 13 was probably like this.

A true murder gang!

Chapter 5 Please Give Me a Face (k)

Faster! It has to be faster!

Fujimiya Makoto led his team and rushed towards the largest courtyard in the distance according to the previously assigned area.

The same goes for all the Elemental Death Gods behind him.

Although when Chief Master Yamamoto was suddenly attacked, the Elementary Shinigami seemed a little confused for a moment.

However, after receiving clear orders, these executioners, known as the Murder Group, are the most powerful executors in Soul Society.

Especially, when it comes to killing nobles.

"Ghost Path Squad! Break the barrier!"

Fujimiya Makoto shouted orders, brandishing his sword and pointing it at the gate in front of him with the plaque of "Kyoraku Clan" hanging on it.

However, the nobles of Seireitei are not just good-for-nothings.

Although they have lost a lot of their enterprising spirit after living a stable life for many years, they are still willing to put in the effort to protect their own property.

Even with the joint efforts of several high-level Elemental Death Gods, this barrier managed to hold out for nearly a quarter of an hour.

"Click——"

The door was broken, and Fujimiya Makoto led his men into the house.

However, all I saw was an empty house.

"Fujimiya-sama!"

"There are signs of spatial interference nearby!"

The members of the Ghost Path Squad immediately discovered some traces.

Fujimiya Makoto's face darkened slightly.

For these upper-class nobles, neither the time-space interference ghost way nor the world-breaking shuttle technology is actually a secret.

Under the current circumstances, the best option is to run away.

There's no stopping it.

They had seen similar situations several times along the way.

Every failure makes one wiser. Fujimiya Makoto slowly let out a sigh of relief.

"Gao Shan this time!"

"Yes!"

A determined-looking Elemental Reaper walked out of the team, with a vertical scar running through his right eye.

Fujimiya Makoto quickly ordered, "Divide the teams now! You will lead Team Two and the Ghost Path Squad to investigate the vacant houses."

"Ryoma! You take the rest of the people and come with me."

"Yes!"

The small Kurayashiki Ryoma answered loudly.

Turning around, Fujimiya Makoto pointed directly to the largest courtyard on the west side of Soul Society.

That is the homeland of the Tsunamiyo clan.

There's no use searching around like a headless chicken.

In that case, let's just find someone who knows where the others are.

......

"Broken Dao No. 91: Thousand-Hand Bright Sky Shooting Cannon!"

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