"What? Just rely on swordsmanship... Captain Maozhihua, aren't you joking?" The captains didn't believe it, and the deputy captains were shocked when they heard this. If this was the case, then Duke's strength might have to be re-evaluated.

"I testify that Captain Maozhihua is not kidding! It's really just relying on swordsmanship!" Kyung Le Chunshui's words made everyone's hearts burst into huge waves, and they had never calmed down for a long time.

"Didn't that mean that our tenth generation of Jian Ba ​​humiliated himself and provoked a real Jian Ba?" Zhibo's words hit the nail on the head.

"Tsk, who knows what that idiot is thinking in his head?" Broken bee mocked.

"After saying that, it is also a colleague who works with each other. It is too rude to describe it as a fool. Captain Broken Bee." Aizen, the most warm man in the corpse soul world, advised that everyone should unite and advance together, love each other, and not fight within. Unfortunately, these big principles were just like not saying that, Broken Bee responded to two sanitary balls.

While they were talking, the battle between Duke and Gui Yancheng Jianba had already entered the final hot topic.

"Captain Gui Yancheng, your strength is getting weaker and weaker. Are you still going to hold on? Give up! I don't want to kill the captain before entering the Thirteenth Team." Duke felt the gradual decline of the opponent's spiritual pressure and couldn't help but speak. Killing Gui Yancheng Jian Ba ​​means inheriting the name of "Sword Eight". Although the title of the 11th generation Jian Ba ​​is very attractive to a swordsman, the gay team is really not a favor. Duke doesn't want to put steel plates behind the butt every night when he sleeps.

"Bastard! Don't be too arrogant! Why do you think my spiritual pressure is getting lower and lower?" Gui Yancheng Jianba's spiritual pressure suddenly increased when it fell to the lowest point. The condensed spiritual pressure burst out with a bang, and the black mist filled the entire barrier, leaving only scarlet eyes full of murderous intent shining in the dark.

"Go to die! The Ghost King Asura Purgatory!"

The spirit surged into the sky! From a distance, I saw a three-faced and six-armed hell Shura, who was born in the dark, showed his sharp fangs and claws, rushed towards Duke with an indulgent momentum. Just as he set off, he brought countless strong winds, splitting the barrier arranged by the four captains. The black wind rushed out, trying to wipe out the Central Spiritual Art Academy.

"No! This madman!" Seeing this, the captains spread their spiritual pressure one after another, forming an invisible protective wall to resist the strong wind. At the same time, they cursed Gui Yancheng Jianba in their hearts and released such a powerful attack at the Central Spiritual Art Academy, the captain's beloved Central Spiritual Arts Academy. Do you want to live?

Duke did not dodge, and in fact there was nowhere to avoid it. He put his sword and his waist down, and when the ghost king Asura's minions approached in front of him, he slashed out a brilliant sword light.

"The God of Ignorance, Bai Yihu!"

With his unyielding fighting spirit, his undying soul turned into a white tiger that would definitely kill his prey. The strong wind... No, the atmosphere of the entire sky was controlled by Duke and turned into a lifelike king of all beasts. His open fangs and sharp claws were invincible, and he roared and rose in the wind. He soon passed the six arms of the ghost king Asura and threw him on the light curtain of the barrier.

boom------

Shura and Bai Yihu, the Ghost King and the Fierce God! When the two collided, the heaven and earth were also lost in an instant. Immediately after a white light flashed, the strong wind suddenly rose, and Bai Yihu teared Asura into pieces, and the light curtain behind it also shattered, and the aftermath of the impact dispersed like ripples!

"Be careful!" The barrier was broken, and the entire Central Spiritual Art Academy was exposed to the minions of this tiger. The captains did not care about hiding their shortcomings, and burst out spiritual pressure, using all their strength to protect the buildings and people behind them. In the storm, with sharp sword energy, ding dangling and hitting the captains' spiritual pressure barrier, almost connected to the sound of explosions echoed over the Lingting Court one after another, continuously. The dazzlingness was almost impossible to look directly, and its destructive power was far beyond everyone's understanding.

The captains joined forces to block the back, and the strong wind was pressing across the other side. The captain pushed away the deputy captain of the Que team who was blocking his body and pulled out the Liuhuo blade that had not seen the sun for many years from the crutch.

"One-style ·Puzzle!"

The hot sword pressure gushed out of the flowing blade like fire, with a devastating aura, dividing the strong wind into two halves with lightning speed, and using the aftermath of the sword energy to disperse the sword energy hidden in the strong wind.

When everything calmed down, everyone's eyes were all focused on the battle center. The original martial arts platform was nowhere to be found, and a fan-shaped gully on the ground plowed the earth. Duke stood there with a knife in one hand. His opponent, Gui Yan Cheng Jianba, fell to the ground, and his huge body turned back to its original state, with a terrifying injury full of fragmented body, and his life and death were motionless, as if he had lost consciousness.

He won! This thought couldn't help but come into everyone's hearts. Although they had already expected the ending when the white tiger soared into the sky, they could not help but be frightened. The captain of the 11th Team, the tenth generation of Jian Ba, was defeated by someone using swordsmanship in an unscathed crushing posture...

"What a terrible sword technique! This sharp sword... is like the real sword eight!" Kyung Rakura picked up the straw hat on the ground, shook the dust, and carried it on his head. Everyone was a conscientious person. In front of Duke's ghost-like sword technique, the glory of the "10th Generation Sword Eight" carried by Sword Eight of Gui Yancheng was like a funny joke, which was so clumsy that it was disgusting.

The other captains also expressed their surprise. The extraordinary swordsmanship made them feel inferior. As for the deputy captains, they had already looked at Duke with a shocking look. Among all the captains, only Kaori Mao said nothing, holding the hilt of the Zanpakura tightly, narrowing his eyes into slits. If someone looked closely, he could find the scorching fighting spirit in her eyes.

"I actually won like this..."

"The strongest Jian Ba ​​in the Soul Realm actually lost... he lost!"

What a joke!!! In the distance, the god of death who could still stand stood up with the ruins and the broken walls. I couldn't believe it. The captain of the 11th Team was defeated and the opponent seemed to have enough energy. It was incredible.

"Duke... are you so strong?" He wiped his sunglasses at the shooting scene, looked at Duke in the distance, and silently sent his blessings, while secretly making up his mind.

In any case, Gui Yancheng Jianba was defeated under the witness of all the captains, and his opponent was an unknown graduate. This news will spread throughout the Lingting Court and set off a craze!

If you can defeat the tenth generation of Sword Eight with the Six Rebirth, Duke will undoubtedly become the focus of the entire Soul World! And Sword Eight of Gui Yancheng will be tragically nailed to the pillar of shame. From today on, people will comment on him like this: Even Six Rebirth cannot beat him, and he is the weakest Sword Eight in the history of the Soul World!

Putting away the Zanpakura, Duke was about to suppress the boiling sword intent, and suddenly he noticed a strong fighting spirit from behind. The murderous aura mixed with the fighting spirit was unprecedented. Duke quickly turned around and looked back, and saw a group of captains wearing white Haori looking at him, with curiosity in his eyes. Of course, there were other expressions, such as Aizen smiled gentlely at him...

I'll grin! What's going on? Duke was laughed by Arashi and tightened his anus, his body shook, his waist numb, and his sperm... Cough cough, the last one was not, and his hair stood up. Death was only halfway through, Duke knew the true face of this super boss. Don't look at him who was dressed like Bae Yongjun, he pulled his hair at a critical moment and turned into a super boss in minutes!

Speaking of Aizen's transformation... Duke really wanted to ask, what brand of hairspray he used... Did he apply it on his hand in advance?

When he came back to his senses, the fighting spirit had disappeared. Duke could not confirm which captain the fighting spirit came from, so he had to scratch his head and smiled at the captains: "Haha, the weather is good today! The moon is quite round!"

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Who is this silly boy? Everyone was absolutely unable to associate the stupid boy in front of him with the sword master who abused Gui Yancheng Jianba. What about the heroic posture of holding a knife? What about those eyes that shot straight into the depths of the soul like ghosts?

The captain walked over slowly and ordered everyone to send the injured students to the school building in an orderly manner, and arranged for the fourth team members to come for treatment to ensure that they were not in trouble. As for the matter of the graduates joining the team today, after seven days, he drove away the captains who still wanted to watch the fun and drove them back to their respective posts. As for the Gui Yancheng Jianba who was still thrusting blood, he didn't even take a look at the eleventh team members, and did not mention letting the No. 1 medical saint in the world of corpses stop bleeding or something.

"Your name is Duke, right?" Yamamoto Tsori Yugeki took the application from the deputy captain Quebu, looked at it and put it aside, half-squinted his eyes, and said in a very old manner: "Why is it the Fourth Team? Isn't the Eleventh Team better? Become the Sword Eight! With your swordsmanship, you won't shame this name."

The old man in front of him seemed to be in twilight, but Duke did not dare to be careless at all. The other party's strongest god of death was not a random fabrication. It was made of real hard work, 100% original and without any additives. Besides, Duke saw it clearly just now. The sword energy that the captains joined forces to resist was destroyed by this old man. Of course, there are also reasons why the captains did not work hard. Unless the matter is at the forefront, they will never exert their efforts easily.

"Uh..." Duke scratched his head. The captain's words were self-evident. The meaning was very obvious. He wanted him to be the next generation of Jian Ba. But Duke really had no idea about this. Each generation of Jian Ba ​​is the captain of the 11th team. If he becomes the new Jian Ba, what should he do if Mitsuki? Become the captain of another team? Don't tease... Not to mention whether the plot will collapse. The beautiful scene alone makes people dare not look at it directly.

Besides, Duke agreed with Gengmu Jianba's strength from the bottom of his heart. He won by a slight advantage last time, but Gengmu Jianba still left him an invincible impression. No one is more suitable for the captain of the 11th team than Gengmu Jianba. The title of "Sword Ba" was born for that man.
Chapter completed!