The infusion of spiritual pressure is slow and long. Similarly, the faith of the **** of death does not mean that it can be formed in a short while. Since ancient times, the **** of death, the fastest condensing Zanpaku Sword, also needs several years of training and cultivation. Even Hisugaya Toushiro, a rare genius in the soul world for hundreds of years, took two years to truly condense his Zanpaku Sword.

The reason why Marugin Nakaichi was able to graduate from the Mao Spiritual Academy in one year in the original book is entirely because he was discovered by Aizen early and started training. As for Kurosaki Ichigo's opening, it was purely because of Aizen's whiteness that caused Kurosaki Ichigo to be born with a Zanpaku Knife when he was born. It was an exception.

"In that case... I will show you my faith with my fighting spirit with all my strength!!" Xingtao said softly, retracting the shallow beat into the scabbard, got up, and walked out.

When she left the house, Linglong just walked out of the room. She smiled and walked to Xingtao's side: "Let's go together!"

...

Seireitei, the battlefield of blood.

The Blood Arena was a venue specially used to deal with internal disputes in Seireitei's early days. This venue was quite large, with a radius of more than one kilometer, and the surrounding area was surrounded by murderous stones, which was adequately protected. For thousands of years, the blood of countless gods of death has dyed this venue a dark red.

At this moment, the entire area was surrounded by countless gods of death, nobles, and some students from the Mao Spiritual Academy, all discussing the next battle. Even the captains and deputy captains of Seireitei's active duty came.

"Matsumoto!" a man with a short stature, white hair, and captain Haori said to a beautiful blond woman next to him, "This honor battle has brought many nobles, pay attention to patrols, and there must be no riots!"

These two are the captain of the Jufan team Tosushiro Hisugaya and the deputy captain Ranki Matsumoto. The squadron's duty is to patrol and guard, and the security and order maintenance of the entire blood arena is the responsibility of the squadron.

"Yes, Captain!!" Matsumoto Ranju said sternly. Although Matsumoto Ranju has been lazy in private, she is still very serious in public.

"Captain Hisugaya is really hardworking!" Suddenly a gentle voice rang.

"Captain Aizen, do you have time to watch this kind of battle today?" Hisugaya Toushiro asked, looking at the visitor.

Lan Ran smiled and said, "The Battle of Honor hasn't appeared in more than a hundred years. If you don't look at it, I don't know how long it will take to see it. You won't blame me for pushing the team affairs to Young Sen. Come on!" As he said, Lan Ran suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and said, "Captain Uozhihua and Captain Kuchiki are here too!"

Hisugaya Toshiro followed Aizen's gaze, and saw Kuchiki Byakuya and Uunohanaru at the same time walking over with their deputy captains.

Kuchaki Byakuya's sixth division team is exclusively for the nobles, and this team mainly deals with matters between the nobles. So when it comes to the battle of honor of the nobility, he is here. And in this battle, the sixth division team still appeared as the host and referee.

And Uozhihuareel came here because she had to prepare for rescue.

Kuchaki Byakuya nodded, said hello to Aizen and Tosushiro Hissugaya, and then stood quietly to the side. Uozhihuareel also greeted Aizen and the others, and then stood quietly to the side.

As time approaches, there are more and more people around the entire blood battlefield. Almost every team of the Gotei 13th Division has some seat officers to watch the game. As for the captains, there are only Hisugaya Toshiro, Aizen, and Mao. The four of Hanaretsu and Kuchiki Byakuya.

On the other side, as the Asakura family came over, many death gods suddenly exclaimed.

"That old man is Takashi Asakura. He was the deputy captain of the sixth division hundreds of years ago. He retired three hundred years ago. I don't know how strong he is now!"

"And that bald man, he is the deputy captain of the tenth division who retired two hundred years ago!"

"There is also the person with sunglasses. He seems to be the deputy captain of the seventh division who retired 180 years ago. I didn't expect that he would also come. Didn't he join the Asakura family? How could he appear in the Asakura family? ?"

"I heard that the Asakura family once owed a favor to the Asakura family... Is it possible that the Asakura family used this favor for this honor battle?"

"Asakura's team is really strong!" A **** of death exclaimed, "I didn't expect to be willing to pay such a price in order to deal with such a student who is still studying at the Mao Spiritual Academy... It seems that the genius named Xingtao... Doomed to escape!"

"Isn't it, this kind of team... I am afraid that only captain-level people can deal with it! What's more, a little devil who doesn't even have ZanPai Dao cohesive!!"

...

Chapter 18

"Is this the **** battlefield used by the Soul World for the'War of Honor'?" Xingtao looked at the huge square building in front of him.

This is a huge building. The building is square. The entire building is made of white murderous stones, with strange ancient textures inscribed on it. These are ghost inscriptions, which should be to prevent too intense battles from hurting spectators.

"It's so big!" Linglong also said with emotion, "and it's still made of murderous stones. It seems that the corpse soul world spent a lot of effort to create this blood battlefield!"

Murderous stones are considered to be relatively few ore in the Soul World. They are generally used for the construction of some important buildings. Nowadays such a large blood arena is entirely made of Murder Stones. It can be seen that the Soul World built this blood arena in the past. Consumed manpower and material resources.

"Let's go in!" Xingtao led Linglong step by step towards the gate of the blood battle arena.

When the audience in the **** battlefield saw Xingtao and Linglong walk in side by side, everyone was in an uproar.

"He is Xingtao? He is really tall!"

"The beauty next to me is the cause of this fight-Linglong? It is so beautiful, no wonder it can cause such a dispute, it's really a disaster!"

"This Linglong... is really outstanding! Her sweetheart has to face such a death fight, she still sticks by her side, and only Xingtao is in her eyes. It seems that she obviously wants to be with Xingtao. Life and death. How could such a woman look like Asakura's trash!"

"These nobles, one by one, have no abilities and are best at bullying others! It's a pity that this person, I heard that when he first transformed an ordinary soul into a **** of death, he burst out with a spiritual pressure close to the captain level. Such a talented person, unexpectedly To be driven to death by this little nobleman!"

The audience below saw Xingtao and Linglong walking into the arena, and they all sighed.

The event of the Battle of Honor spread quite widely, so most of the people who came here to watch the battle knew the cause and effect of this event, and basically had seen Xing Tao's portrait. At this moment, he immediately recognized it as soon as he appeared.

On the other side, Patriarch Asakura's gaze fell on Xingtao's waist, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, what he holds in his hand is still a shallow strike, and there is no Zanpaku knife condensed!"

What he feared most was that Xingtao could condense the Zanpo Dao during this time, even if it could not be solved for a while, but there was a completely different situation between his own Zanpo Dao and holding a shallow strike.

The Zanpae Knife can be said to be one with the Death God. The Grim Reaper holding his own Zanpae Knife is equivalent to a kind of alternative "Human Knife Oneness", and it is definitely better than the Grim Reaper holding a shallow fight. Big cut.

As he entered the arena, Xingtao looked around, and suddenly saw four Reapers wearing Captain Haori and three Reapers with deputy captain's marks tied to their arms: "There are Uo no Hanaru, Aizen, Kuchiki Byakuya, Hisugaya Toshiro watched the battle with four captains; there are also two deputy captains, Toru Toru Yuon and Matsumoto Ranju, who have long known from the original work!"

"But... who is he?" Xingtao suddenly looked at the person behind Kuchiki Byakuya, "Could he be the short-lived Ginigin Jiro in the original book? The former deputy captain of Asari Renji?"

After seeing the more obvious people on the high platform, Xingtao looked at other places, and suddenly saw a few acquaintances in the original work: the eleventh squad’s Madarame and Ayasegawa Yumi, one Shiro Okinawa in the third division of the squad, the deputy captain of the third squad Qiantie, and the fourth squad of the seventh division is Yikan Sakaji Loufang.

Looking around, Xingtao turned his head to look at Linglong, and said: "You go to the stands first, I will go back!" With that, Xingtao directly stepped onto the battlefield of the **** battlefield.

"Qiang!!"

Xingtao pulled out the shallow hit, pointed in the direction of the Asakura family, and said loudly: "The despicable villain of the Asakura family, get out and die!" By now, only one of Xingtao and the Asakura family can survive. Now, Xingtao will naturally not be polite to them.

"Damn it!!" Patriarch Asakura stared at Xingtao, his face pale, "Hanazawa Longjing, you go first!!"

Hanazawa Ryuui was the third place in the third division a hundred years ago. Because he was tired of the life of the **** of death, he was paid some price by the Asakura family, and then used the privilege of the nobility to bring out the **** of death from the third division. He is a **** of death who completed the initial solution more than a hundred years ago. Now that a hundred years have passed, his strength will not be much worse than the current deputy captains.

"Yes, Patriarch!" A burly **** of death next to him responded, and then he also walked into the battle arena.

Xing Tao glanced at this person. I saw his burly figure, and his whole body, a piece of muscle exuding a soft light, appeared all over his body, square face, his eyes looked extremely sharp, and his long light blue hair was flying in the back of his head wantonly. The whole body exudes a kind of chill.

"This kind of cold spiritual pressure makes me feel a bit like Hisugaya Toshiro. It seems that his Zanpaku Sword is of the ice type!" Xingtao glanced at him, his eyes sharpened, and the whole person seemed to be in the palm of his hand. The shallow fights merged into one, and the terrifying fighting intent and sword intent spread out instantly.

Xing Tao laughed wildly up to the sky, sipping coldly, tapping diagonally with his hand to the ground, exuding an awe-inspiring war intent, and at the same time, his spiritual pressure soared simultaneously with this war intent. He stared at the opponent in front of him and shouted: "Fight!!"

"Om!!"

Following Xingtao's phrase "Let's fight", the light strike in his hand seemed to resonate with him, and the blade was trembling slightly, as if something was gestating.

"What a strong fighting spirit!" The Hisugaya Toushiro in the stands couldn't help but stare at Xingtao with wide eyes.

"Not only fighting spirit, but sword intent!" Uozhi Hualie added, "This student named Xingtao...he has a kind of kendo charm in him. Even if he hasn't condensed Zanpakuto yet, Hanazawa Long Jing may not be his opponent either!"

"How...how could it..." Huaze Longjing felt the sharp spiritual pressure exuding from Xing Tao, and he could not believe it clearly appeared on his face.