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This woman's abilities were far more outrageous than he had imagined!

The moment the knife fell, his life seemed to be cut into a small piece, and an inexplicable void appeared.

A violent spiritual pressure fluctuation suddenly erupted from under Fujimiya Makoto's feet, and his figure flashed towards the opponent.

"Type 1·Modified·Arc Light Attack!"

With a flash of white light, Fujimiya Makoto used the transformation technique he learned from the brat to the fullest extent.

However, the woman opposite still did not evade or evade, and asked:

"Why are you pointing your sword at me?"

At the same time, the blade in the woman's hand fell almost synchronously.

In an instant, there was a very brief pause in Fujimiya Makoto's movements.

The 'line' connecting him and this woman also showed an extremely subtle cut mark and broke quietly.

The urge to kill the other party and the desire to seize the Shikai suddenly disappeared from the depths of his heart.

The white-haired woman leaned slightly to the side, easily dodging his dull blade.

She asked calmly:

"What's the reason that supports you to learn to wield a knife?"

At that moment, countless figures who were killed by him or defeated him suddenly appeared in Fujimiya Makoto's mind.

That intensive connection with others almost covered his entire life for the past two years.

However, as the woman opposite her blade fell.

All my connections with these people were quietly severed.

Fujimiya Makoto stood still, his eyes vaguely revealing a hint of confusion and emptiness.

The blood and courage that he had gained from fighting day after day for years, which had trained him from a rookie to the decisive swordsman he is today, seemed to have faded at this moment.

Human beings are individuals formed by the accumulation of countless experiences and results.

If you lose all of this, you will naturally become a worthless person...

Empty shell.

The woman still looked at him quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Dang Cang."

The knife in Fujimiya Makoto's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Make a crisp sound.

His steps began to stagger, but he still staggered towards the woman in front of him.

But the opponent just raised the bladeless blade in his hand.

I raise it to Fujimiya Makoto.

She asked calmly, "Even after losing so much, do you still want this power?"

Fujimiya Makoto looked up at the white-haired woman.

Her expression remained indifferent and calm, without any fluctuation from beginning to end. She was just like a machine completing its task, quietly waiting for his answer.

"Remember your original intention."

"Fujimiya-kun."

Somehow, the voice from myself was suddenly awakened from the memory not long ago.

It seemed to penetrate deep into his brain.

Original heart.

As if realizing something, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly forced a smile onto his face.

He slowly raised his foot, hesitating at first, but by the time he put it down, he had become decisive, and then his steps became bigger and bigger, rushing straight towards the woman who was holding a knife towards him.

The woman still asked calmly:

"You are now..."

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly shouted and interrupted:

"No need to say it!"

He dodged the bladeless knife, and even though he had nothing in his hands, he rushed towards the woman in front of him recklessly, grabbed her collar tightly, and swung his fist with all his might with a grim smile on his face.

With a 'bang', it hit the woman's face.

Fujimiya Makoto seemed to want to shout out his most authentic and pure side, and said without hesitation:

"There are so many reasons why!"

"Even if it's just to overtake you, I have to punch you!"

"Damn it, where's my knife?"

However, seeing his reckless look, the woman who had been hit hard by the punch suddenly showed a faint smile on her face:

"Were you not deceived by the 'cause and effect' in your memory?"

"not bad."

"But it's still not enough."

Hearing the woman's whisper, Fujimiya Makoto paused.

The next moment, the woman suddenly stretched out her hand, appeared in front of him, and touched the center of his forehead.

Suddenly, the spreading spiritual pressure waves spread out in all directions.

Fujimiya Makoto's vision suddenly went dark.

Until the end, only a gentle voice remained in my ears:

"Wait until you reach your limit."

"Come and take my power again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world before him began to ripple like mist and gradually disappeared.

When Fujimiya Makoto opened his eyes again.

Suddenly, he felt a soft, warm touch on his cheek.

A slender hand landed on his head, gently stroking his long hair.

The vision was still completely dark.

It also has a very light scent of yarrow.

Having just exited the sword meditation, Fujimiya Makoto's consciousness was still a little fuzzy. Almost subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and hugged the slender waist connected by the thighs, as if he wanted to feel the warmth more deeply and wanted to sink into it.

But the next moment, a familiar voice sounded in my ears:

"Are you awake already, Makoto-kun?"

The voice was equally warm and loving, as if one could 'hear' the kind smile on the other person's face as the words fell.

but.

Almost subconsciously, Fujimiya Makoto felt a strong chill in his heart, as if he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

He jumped up and regained consciousness from the warm lap pillow.

Unohana Yachiru was holding a cup of tea in her hand, with her long hair loose. She seemed to feel his gaze and looked at him quietly.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Fujimiya Makoto's forehead.

damn it.

I almost forgot it was Unohana-sensei!

……

Chapter 70: Be Frank

"Unohana-sensei..."

Fujimiya Makoto was sitting across from him on the straw mat. He looked cautiously at Unohana Yachiru, who was smiling kindly in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"I, didn't say anything weird just now, did I?"

"Also, I'd appreciate your help in entering the Dao Zen realm."

When talking with Unohana Yachiryu, or when practicing occasionally, Fujimiya Makoto always maintained great respect and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Of course, this is entirely out of respect for strength.

It had nothing to do with the fact that he had stabbed her with a knife, that the little broken knife was occasionally spitting at her, or what he had just done in his inner world!

Unohana Yachiru, on the other hand, looked at him calmly, his face still showing his usual calm expression, and he seemed to be a little puzzled as he said:

"So in Cheng Jun's eyes..."

“Am I such a cold and aloof teacher?”

No, this is not a question of indifference or not, right?

Didn’t you see that those ordinary Grim Reapers looked like they were scared to death just by standing in front of you?

For the first time, Fujimiya Makoto discovered that Unohana-sensei seemed to have no awareness of his reputation as a villain.

But the words that came out of his mouth said the exact opposite.

He rubbed his fingertips on the corner of his clothes, looking a little embarrassed. He glanced at Unohana-sensei's thighs.

"It's just that my sword Zen method is a bit weird..."

"It's really a bit embarrassing."

Unohana Yachiru then slowly smiled again and said calmly, "That's not a big deal."

"Also, when Cheng-kun was practicing sword meditation, his body would occasionally twist and turn on the ground like a dead fish with its head cut off."

"It still looks cute."

"But when it got to the middle, it stopped for some reason."

"..."

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes suddenly widened.

what? !

Can his behavior in his inner world actually be reflected in his body?

Almost at the moment he heard Unohana-sensei's words, Fujimiya Makoto realized what he had been doing in there during that time when he was 'staggering like a dead fish'.

Isn't that just me 'teaching' that brat?!

"Please make sure to forget that memory—!"

Fujimiya Makoto turned 380 degrees on the spot and got down from the seat with a forward bend.

"Is this so?"

Unohana still looked at him with interest: "Then this time, Cheng Jun should have made considerable gains in sword meditation, right?"

"Has the Shikai been completed?"

"No, not even close."

Fujimiya Makoto answered honestly, "Once the spiritual power grows a little more, it will be almost done."