Chapter 683 676. ‘Failure’

"Roar--"

A roar like a wild beast suddenly came from Kurosaki Ichigo's mouth.

Including Hiyori Sarugaki, who was facing Kurosaki Ichigo, everyone was caught off guard by the sudden Hollow.

boom--

Ichigo Kurosaki pounced on the dazed Hiyori Sarugaki like a wild beast, grabbed her head and pushed her to the ground with a powerful force that even crushed the mask on her forehead to pieces in an instant.

"!!"

At this moment, everyone in the Masked Legion finally reacted.

Accompanied by several sonorous sounds of drawing swords, seven figures swarmed up in an instant, suppressing Ichigo Kurosaki to the ground. Seven Zanpakutō were staggered and placed near Ichigo Kurosaki's neck. It seemed that if this guy could not recover, they would

I will cut his neck without mercy.

Click——

Fortunately, with a crisp cracking sound, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to have regained control of his body, his mask shattered, and his whole body returned to its original state.

"call……"

Seeing this, Hirako Mako finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from Kurosaki Ichigo who was lying on the ground.

"That's it for now..."

As he said that, he looked at Hiyori Sarugaki, who had not yet recovered from what had just happened, "You don't have any doubts about this kid's potential now, do you? Hiyori."

"..."

Hiyori Sarugaki remained silent and did not speak.

Mako Hirako took it as her acquiescence. He lowered his head and looked down at Kurosaki Ichigo, who was lying on the ground, a little afraid that he would completely turn into a Hollow: "You should have noticed it, right? Ichigo. I want to suppress the Hollow in your body,

It’s completely impossible to imagine the fire in your head and experience it with your body! So don’t try to be clever... But we recognized your potential, and you passed! Next, I will give you the method to suppress Xu. As for you

It's up to you whether you want to join us or not... To tell you the truth, we don't have to tie you to our camp. Our purpose is just to fight against Arrancar and Aizen. Regardless of whether you join us or not, the effect is actually the same.

the same."

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo was silent for a moment, then lowered his head.

"Feel sorry."

"Don't come here, I'm not that stingy."

Hirako Mako looked at the knife in the sheath and tapped her shoulder with an indifferent expression.

"But let me tell you my ugly words first. Although I promised to teach you the method, I can't guarantee whether it will be successful or not. If you die midway, don't blame me."

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The next day, noon.

There were heavy breathing sounds from the abandoned factory.

It was Ichigo Kurosaki who was treading on the treadmill specially made by Hiyori Sarukaki with a depressed look on his face.

I heard that this is the so-called ‘special training’.

However, he didn't quite understand the difference between this thing and the fitness equipment used by old men in the park.

He almost forgot how long he had been stepping on this thing, and he was very tired anyway. The people in the Masked Legion on the side were doing their own things leisurely as usual, which made him angry just looking at it.

"Ha~" Hirako Mako yawned, and then returned to the position of lying on the ground with her chin propped up, looking at the magazine with a leisurely expression: "Why hasn't lunch arrived yet? Hiyori, go cook something first.

Come and eat?”

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Why me?" Hiyori Sarugaki looked disdainful, "Even if I did it, I wouldn't give it to you!"

"Luo Wu, do you want to listen to the new song of Prince of Darkness that was released before?" Hobashi Rojuro, who has long blond hair, seems to have completely integrated into the modern life, and is even very interested in pop music, he said as he spoke

He took off his headphones and was about to pass them to Aikawa Luowu who was standing aside to share his joy.

"Haha!" Aikawa Ratake looked at the comic in his hand and laughed, "Roz (Hongqiaolou Juro), have you read this week's comic series?"

"Um, no, show me~"

"Okay! Hahahaha! Let me listen to your new song too!"

As they talked, the two of them exchanged the Walkmans and comics in their hands, as if this was a normal daily routine.

Kurosaki Ichigo became even more depressed watching these guys chatting.

Why is it that I am the only one doing this unexplained 'special training' here, when all these guys are so relaxed?

By the way, weren’t these guys once all Gods of Death!? They no longer look like Gods of Death at all!

"Lisa, you're on duty today, right? You have to keep an eye on that god of death, because that guy might become invisible again." Rukuka Kennishi didn't seem to forget the existence of Kurosaki Ichigo, looking to the side.

Lisa Yakinamaru of Indescribable Publications reminds.

But it seems that this group of people really don't care about the identity of the 'former Shinigami'. Even calling Ichigo Kurosaki is just 'that Shinigami'.

"You don't need to remind me, I'm watching." Lisa Yakinmaru answered without raising her head.

"Nonsense, you are obviously staring at the H book!" Liu Che Quanxi was speechless. To be honest, he didn't understand why this guy was interested in same-sex publications even though he was a woman.

"Shut up, don't bother me!" Lisa Yakinamaru still looked perfunctory, "Isn't there Hiyori watching? After all, she was the one who invented that thing, right?"

As he spoke, the perspective returned to Kurosaki Ichigo who was desperately pedaling on the treadmill.

It wasn't that he wanted to step hard on the crappy thing, but that he felt that he had been tricked, and he felt irritated and depressed and needed another place to vent.

The more he stepped on it, the more he felt that the thing under his feet looked really familiar. Maybe it was actually a piece of fitness equipment that had been dismantled from a nearby park and remodeled.

"Hey, hey, hey! Didn't I tell you? I want you to count while stepping on it!" Hiyori Sarugaki stood in front of Kurosaki Ichigo and pointed fingers, "A number like 'one or two' needs to be

Shall I teach you how to count!?"

####!!!

When Ichigo Kurosaki heard this, veins popped up on his forehead.

With a 'bang' kick, the treadmill under his feet was thrown out and hit Hiyori Sarugaki.

"How many farts!"

"Hey, hey! What are you doing, kid!?"

Hiyori Sarugaki caught the treadmill and placed it gently on the ground as if she treasured her own invention. Then she raised her head and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of her with gritted teeth, "How can you pay for it if it's broken!? Give it to me!"

Training! If you dare to mess around again, I want you to look good!"

"That's what I'm going to say!"

Ichigo Kurosaki pointed at Hiyori Sarukaki angrily, "Are you kidding me? You said before that you would teach me how to control Hollows! But it's been a day! Why are you still letting me step on this weird machine?

Homemade treadmill!? I’m so stupid to actually believe that this is training!”

"Yes, you are stupid! Not only are you stupid, you are also bald! If we don't call it training, will you follow it honestly!?" Hiyori Sarugaki also became angry and scolded without showing any weakness.

Went back, if Hirako Mako hadn't been pulling him behind, another battle would have been unavoidable.

"Good guy, you are really kidding me, right? You won't act anymore, right!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked fierce, "Also! Who do you think is bald!? Didn't you see my yellow hair!?"

"Bald man! Bald man! Bald man! Just a little bit!!"

"hateful!"

"Um...what happened after I just left for a while?"

At the entrance of the factory, Shoda Hakugen and Kunan Bai, who had returned from buying lunch, looked at their companions inside with some doubts.

"Ah, the bento is back!" Hirako Mako no longer bothered Hiyori Sarukaki, but ran to the side and opened the pocket that Akita Hachigen had brought back.

After Sarukaki Hiyori broke free from the restraints, she pounced on Kurosaki Ichigo like a hound breaking free from the reins, and the two immediately struggled with each other again.

However, this time they all seemed to have a tacit understanding that they didn't understand the knife and were just messing around.

"Um - okay, stop making trouble." Mako Hirako asked the two people to stop while eating, "Let's explain to this guy why he was allowed to step on that tattered Hiyori

treadmill'."

boom!

The slipper hit Mako Hirako on the head and almost fell into the lunch box, but luckily he caught it quickly with his quick eyesight and hands.

"I said it's 'Super'!" Hiyori Sarukaki, who was rolling around on the ground in a ball with Kurosaki Ichigo, threw a shoe and explained angrily, "It's the 'Super Hiyori Treadmill'

!”

"Ah yes yes..."

Mako Hirako threw away his slippers in disgust and continued perfunctorily, "Listen up, kid, this 'shabby Hiyori treadmill' is the basis for your next training. How many days you can keep on it will determine your future training."

Level! I think you should continue to step on it honestly. If you want to learn how to suppress the void, you must be able to step on it continuously for at least three days."
To be continued...