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Chapter 6 Introduction (ask for monthly tickets at the end of the month)

Ten days later, night.

"Roar!

"

In the silent but invisible trembling roar, a monster as tall as two or three stories tall, wearing a ferocious mask and with a huge hole in its chest was running and wreaking havoc on the street.

The powerful force brought by its size caused damage and cracks on the road, and even a street lamp was scratched and knocked down by it, but it did not stop it in the slightest.

The person being chased by it was a bald middle-aged man who had just died suddenly while working overtime. At this time, his face was full of fear and he was panicking. However, he had not exercised for a long time before he was alive, and his speed was not good after death. He saw the huge monster getting closer and closer.

, he let out a desperate 'Help!



At the same time, he fell to the ground and suddenly saw a black shadow passing through the night sky, like a big bat with wings, and then the monster chasing him let out a miserable howl.

He lay on the ground shivering, not daring to look back, and it felt as if his sight was blocked by a white smoke.

It wasn't until the roar disappeared for a while that he tentatively raised his head and saw two feet wearing wooden clogs and white socks falling in front of him. He exclaimed: "Ah——!"

"It's okay." Rukia Kuchiki made a gentle expression, put away her hang glider and squatted down: "The monster has been killed. Excuse me... did you see the appearance of the person who killed the monster?"

The middle-aged man slowly calmed down and turned around to confirm that the monster was indeed gone: "You, who are you? Can you see me?! Then, didn't you kill that monster?"

"It wasn't me. Two minutes before I came, Xu's spiritual pressure disappeared." Lucia said: "If it were me, I might not be able to save you in time."

"But before... I should have seen you flying over my head with that thing, and then... the monster screamed..."

That thing flying from above is a hang glider? Lucia was startled, but I was flying from another direction.

She hurriedly asked a few more questions, but couldn't find out anything more, so she had no choice but to ask the middle-aged soul to be buried. She was wondering: It wasn't the perfectionist, but another god of death who passed by and killed Xu? Then why not also kill him?

How about burying the whole soul?



Not far away, Nakamura Que looked at Ji Xing in amazement. This was only his second actual battle, but he was so skillful, could he deal with a Hollow almost effortlessly?

He was really surprised by the person he had joined the organization ten days ago, Kouki Hirakawa, who had been meeting people after being a minor for three years.

Not to mention the speed and method of mastering the art, his enthusiasm for fighting and his instinctive potential are also higher than expected. A child who cannot pass high school should have average intelligence and concentration, but his seriousness and speed of progress are once again

It broke his stereotype for the first time and his mentality was very stable.

The first time he fought with Xu, he was really in a hurry, but he didn't need to help him. This second time, he was even calm and his face was just a little red with excitement. The progress was very obvious!

On the contrary, he seems to be the one who always likes to make a fuss, which is really evil.

"Did you just see it, Gongshu, that girl is the God of Death. Although she looks similar to you, she may be older than our grandmother."

He walked away with Ji Xing like passers-by, pointed at Ji Xing's Zanxu Chuchu and said: "The Death Overlord costume and Zanpakutō on her body are signs of their identity. I have seen her several times, she should be

The Shinigami who is currently stationed in Karakura Town, do not provoke her in normal times, and try not to let anyone else know that you are a Fullbringer."

According to Nakamura Sparrow's previous explanation, the enmity between Perfectionists and the Shinigami comes from a hundred years ago. At that time, the ancestors followed a Shinigami to fight with other Shinigami, sacrificing their own lives. However, they were abandoned by the Shinigami they followed after suffering serious damage in the battle.

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As for the Death Gods who once fought against them, they will not treat them. They have been strictly supervising them for decades. I don’t know why or when they will be targeted. Therefore, it is difficult to count the battles and silent casualties!

Because of this, most Perfectionists are hidden in the market. Salespersons in shopping malls, white-collar workers in clubs, high school students and college students, and even aunts buying vegetables in the market may all be them.

Except for X, a special combat force formed with the participation of the top leaders of the organization to fight against the God of Death, other perfectionists are relatively loose. For example, with a special identity like Nakamura Kakuzo Roku, the total number of perfectionists he knows is less than 20.

Prevent the radish from being dug out and bringing out the mud.

In the ten days since he joined, Ji Xing has never seen a perfectionist other than Nakamura Kaku, but he only takes half of Nakamura Kaku's words seriously.

It's not that I doubt this 'teacher', it's that Nakamura's status is not high enough, and what he knows may not be true.

Seeing Ji Xing nodding and listening to his emphasis, Nakamura smiled and said: "Let's stop here today. I will introduce someone to you tomorrow."

Ji Xing was startled and made a surprise gesture: "Human? Is he a Perfectionist like us?"

Only at this time could Nakamura Que show some dignity as an elder. He smiled and said, "You will know tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest."

After saying that, without waiting for Ji Xing to ask again, he waved his hand and smoked a cigarette and left gracefully. Watching him disappear, Ji Xing shook the cloak that concealed his hang glider, grabbed his pockets with both hands, and returned to his home.

When passing a building, he paused briefly for two seconds and frowned slightly.

That's 'Kurosaki Hospital'!

"It's weird. Did Vice-Captain Aizen, who abandoned all the genjutsu practitioners more than 80 years ago, still synthesize and study Xubai? That's not very reasonable."

Not exploring the mystery here for the time being, Ji Xing returned to the house left by his 'dead parents'. He hung up his hang glider cloak, and a piece of black feather fell off from the cloak. He clicked on several buttons while dancing.

The lamp shattered and disappeared.

"The recovery speed of strength is not bad, and that matter can almost be completed!"

Ji Xing sat on the sofa, closing his eyes and meditating.

The physical death god transformation has the same principle as the full manifestation technique. The perfect manifestation technique transforms the glider into a spirit child and changes its form. The physical death god transformation is to transform one's own physical body spirit into a spirit child and stabilize it into a god of death.

call--

A Death Tyrant costume suddenly appeared and covered Ji Xing's body. He opened his eyes, stood up, walked a few steps, and stretched out a finger towards the light switch.

‘One of the broken paths: Chong!’

Snapped!

A stream of light hit the switch, with just enough force to turn the room into darkness again, and Ji Xing's clothes returned to their original state.

"It's okay, the ghost skills are not developed yet."

The first physical death state is not stable enough for the time being. If it lasts for a long time, there is a risk of not being able to change back to a human being. However, after ten days of hard work, I have finally taken a small step, and then... I can make a big leap forward!



On the other side, there is an abandoned warehouse base.

"Predator 'Black Feather'? The guy we have been searching for for a long time has come to Karakura Town?" Kunan Bai looked at the team members in front of him with wide eyes, but his voice was very low: "Okay, I understand, don't tell

Vice-captain Hiyori, please quickly find Kuroba’s location and then quietly...tell me..."

The team member's blinking actions caused her words to become choppy. When Bianzui turned around, she saw Hiyori standing silently behind her, and immediately hugged Hiyori's arm.

"Hiyori-chan, just give it to me once, my Zanpakuto is almost rusty..."

"When have you ever used a Zanpakutō?" Hiyori curled her lips and said ruthlessly: "Others can do it, but this 'Black Feather' can't!"

Kunan Bai was startled, and soon figured out the reason, and muttered: "Okay, okay, Hiyori-chan should be careful not to make too much noise."

"You have the nerve to remind me."

"hey-hey--"



Early the next morning, Ji Xing's house.

At less than 6:30 in the morning, Ji Xing was awakened by a knock on the door. He put on his slippers and opened the door, only to see a strange man.

He was about 30 years old, tall and thin, with a fair face and no beard. He was wearing a white coat and had a kind smile. He said: "Hirakawa Kouki? Right."

"It's me, you are..."

"I'm Gouliu's friend. Didn't he tell you that I would come to see you today?"

"Ah...oh!" Ji Xing suddenly said: "Didn't Uncle Nakamura come with you? Are you the same as us... come and sit first?"

"Gouliu has something to do and may not be able to take you today. He told me about your general situation, so he entrusted me to train you for a day. It seems that I came too early. Do you want to give you some time to wash up and tidy up?"

the man asked.

"Ah, that's it, no need, no need."

Ji Xing turned around and got into the bathroom: "Just give me three minutes, it will be quick!"

"Haha, don't worry." The man smiled, looked at the glider cloak on the hanger, and his smile became a little deeper.



Half an hour later, the master of the art came to the izakaya.

A man nearly two meters tall, with an extremely strong build and brown skin walked in. He had brown curly hair, covering one eye, and the other exposed eye had a warmth that was inconsistent with his physique.

"Sister Miyuki, hasn't the teacher arrived yet?"

"Ah, Sadatari." The yawning Komayomi smiled when she saw the visitor: "You're here so early, well, Brother Mizoroku hasn't come yet. Did he say he wanted to introduce you to a friend, Kouki?"

Chadu Taihu nodded silently.

"Haha, Gongshu is also a boring gourd. He usually talks very little, but he is a little better than you. And let me tell you, he mastered the Wanxen technique immediately after understanding Wanxian, which is better than you who used it for three days.

Much faster."

Komatoyo Miyuki was talking with a smile, then suddenly sighed: "Oh, that's great. Unlike me, you guys haven't mastered the art of manifestation in four years..."

"Sister Miyuki..."

"It's okay, I'm used to it. Maybe it's a good thing that I can't control it. Like you, danger will come to you without knowing when."


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