"Also! You...remember to put on your clothes before coming over here!!"

Fujimiya Makoto, on the other hand, looked at himself with some confusion and muttered, "An old fellow who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, would actually be shy about this?"

"Isn't that natural?"

Kirinji Tianshilang walked over and tapped him on the head with a wooden ladle. He complained, "Even if you live a thousand years with a child's perspective, you won't understand things you haven't experienced!"

"Besides, a fool like Saito who does nothing but eat and fight might have a brain even simpler than my neighbor's kid."

"Don't take advantage of her poor brain to do anything bad!"

"You'll definitely die miserably!"

"Eh?!"

Fujimiya Makoto was quite surprised by this outrageous statement.

"And more!" Qilin Temple poured another bucket of hot water on him and shouted to him, "Get out of here now that your injury has healed! Don't stay here and flirt with girls every day!"

"You are so heartless, you bastard." Fujimiya Makoto complained loudly.

Then he was thrown out along with the bucket.

However, thanks to Kirinji Tianshilang's recuperation during this period, the losses in his body caused by the exploitation of his spiritual body have basically been made up, and he is even stronger than before.

At the same time, because of the existence of the [Wall of Sighs], Fujimiya Makoto could clearly feel that after a life-and-death battle with Shihouin Chihiro, his willpower was obviously more than one level higher than before, and he felt very "full" in spirit.

Whether it's bone hitting or steel breaking hitting, the power will definitely be much higher than before.

Thinking this, Fujimiya Makoto quickly changed his clothes in the locker room, hung the pair of pink tabi on the bottom of the scabbard, and secretly glanced outside.

While Kirinji was repairing the roof, Unohana teacher was secretly tearing open the wound of the unconscious victim, carefully observing the traces of Huidao repair techniques inside, and then restoring it.

After making sure the repair is almost complete, I will continue to observe the next unlucky person.

"You are truly a great villain."

"This is too bad."

Seeing this scene, Fujimiya Makoto grumbled softly, then immediately changed direction, took a long detour, and headed towards the training ground quietly.

If he were discovered now, he would definitely be made a respected cadaver teacher by his master.

......

When we arrived at the place, we saw Saito Fulaubusi standing there barefoot, with his hands on his hips, looking very heroic.

If her face wasn't so red, it might be more suitable.

"What's so good about it!!"

Noticing that Fujimiya Makoto's gaze lingered on her face, Fushigi-chan immediately started yelling in frustration as if her weak spot had been hit.

Fujimiya Makoto first subconsciously wanted to speak, but suddenly thought of what Qilin Temple had just said.

Is there any way to communicate well with stupid kids?

He thought about it, organized his words, and smiled gently:

"Because... Saito is actually a very cute kid?"

"what?!"

But it is obvious that this flattery has blocked his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Saito Bulaobushi immediately clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, and a sinister smile appeared on his face:

"Just Fujimiya Makoto!!"

"It's just that it's a little bigger, and you dare to laugh at me?!"

"Hey!"

"Are you ready to be beaten to death by me?!"

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 43: Sword Zen

After the war, the smoke settled.

Makoto Fujimiya was lying on the training ground, his whole body slumped on the ground in a "太" shape.

The death suit on his body was tattered, there was a big swelling on his forehead, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The only three doomsday questions left in my head now are who I am, where I am, and what I am doing.

His eyes were blank.

It looks like it's about to be broken.

Is Saito this guy actually this strong? !

"..."

"Hey! Makoto!"

However, Saito Furuobushi still looked dissatisfied and shouted, "——You guys, you really are hiding your strength, right?!"

"Show me your momentum! Momentum!"

"It's that kind of momentum when fighting with the little black guy, as if he was going to eat him up!"

"You don't have the urge to be ravaged by others right now!"

"I can't fight anymore..."

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto looked like a middle-aged man who had fallen into a sage state after hardworkingly paying his dues.

Immerse yourself in a state of having no desires and accepting your fate.

Before the fight started, I thought I had the upper hand. I was too arrogant!

I'm so sorry, Immortal-chan.

Who could have known, who could have known that Saito would be so crazy and powerful when he got serious about fighting?

He had clearly activated the [Injury-Free Circle], but when he took a defensive stance, the petite Saito-san broke through him with her strength, and his shallow attack and arm were chopped into his chest.

The bone was almost broken again not long ago.

"No."

"Not at all!"

However, just as he lay on the ground and turned his head, the little feet of the Immortal Sauce stepped on his head with a "snap".

The snow-white arch of the foot, which outlined a perfect arc, rubbed his cheek, and the little toes like pearls were slightly curled, almost poking into his mouth while shaking, pulling the corners of his mouth to the side.

"Hello? Makoto!"

"I'm talking to you!"

"Don't play dead, you bastard!"

Saito's immortal little face showed a look of dissatisfaction. He put his hands on his hips, leaned forward slightly, pinched his face with his two little toes and pulled it to the side, and raised his voice in displeasure.

"hateful!"

Fujimiya Makoto couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, he immediately slapped her feet away and loudly retorted righteously:

[A gentleman can be killed, but not greedy! ]

"I'm telling you, Immortal-chan! If you keep doing this, I'll bite you!"

"You're using this cute little ice cream bar to test our senior staff at Yuanzijuku? Huh?"

[Which cadre can withstand such a test?!]

【Look, I'm going to give you a mouthful...】

Just as Fujimiya Makoto opened his mouth, the little broken sword began its unique high-speed chanting again.

The main feature is that the pronunciation is fast and accurate. It can pronounce ten sentences in the time it takes for an average person to say one!

He is a master of laning who can be called the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang.

"Shut up!"

Hearing the angry roar from the depths of Xiao Podao's soul, Fujimiya Makoto could no longer hold back and immediately blocked its broken mouth.

However, when he raised his head and saw the subtle expression on Undying-chan's face, he couldn't help but shut his mouth in the same annoyed manner.

Xiao Podao, my mouthpiece in Soul Society.

Thank you so much, damn.

"You guy, you actually still have this kind of interest?" Saito Fulaubusi lifted up his little feet and looked at them. He couldn't understand what was so good about feet...the same goes for tabi.

It's obviously easy to get dirty there, right?

The girl looked down at her feet, then looked at Fujimiya Makoto who had an innocent expression on his face, and seemed to be weighing the pros and cons between fighting and eating her feet.

Finally decided.

"Okay!"

Saito's immortal single eye revealed a hint of excitement, and he clapped his hands and made a decision: "If you can defeat me, it doesn't matter if I let you have a taste!"

"But, I'm going to use my Shikai this time!"

"Otherwise it wouldn't be satisfying at all!"

"?"

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes widened.

"Who, who made such a weird request?!"

"Don't make me sound like a foot fetishist who collects girls' socks, okay?"

For the sake of his own dignity, Fujimiya Makoto immediately interrupted loudly.

"Ok?"

"Do you want to push your luck further, you bastard?"

Saito frowned, and a sharp murderous look burst out of his one eye.

However, he glanced at his lower abdomen a little unnaturally and said viciously:

"I'll kill you!"

The girl's face was full of threats.

"What I mean is..." Fujimiya Makoto paused and said awkwardly, "I haven't learned Shikai yet."

"How did you win this?"

Saito Bulaobushi's expression froze, and he looked at him in disbelief, as if he had heard some very bizarre story:

"ha--?"

......

"...Anyway, that's what happened."

Fujimiya Makoto sighed deeply, stood up and sat up straight, and roughly explained the situation of his broken sword.

Only when a girl is in great danger or has smelly feet will she suddenly speak.

When there are many people around, he likes to spread outrageous remarks everywhere.

On the contrary, when it came to Dao Zen, he simply ignored him.

Not to mention finding out its 'name'.

Saito Fulaubusi looked at him suspiciously, with an expression of great doubt.

With his arms folded across his chest, his eyebrows raised.

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