The Zero Division in the Lower World

"Well..."

Number 360, whose posture was rather unseemly, almost fell over because of Dōsan Hanyū's words.

Seeing Dōsan Hanyū's still indifferent expression, Number 360 scoffed, "Who cares about you?"

Is what this woman is saying true?

Sōji Sanjō's lower eyelids twitched as he analyzed the intelligence he had gathered over the past few days.

Nobles, the Thirteenth Division, the Central 46, the Five Great Noble Clans.

Sōji Sanjō began to piece together this information.

Where does the danger come from?

This was still too far from Shūhei Hisagi, who was looking at the Shūhei with a puzzled expression.

"Next is the kendo lesson. Everyone, please take out your Asauchi and Zanpakuto."

Although Number 360 was lazy, he still obeyed orders and followed behind Dōsan. As for Shūhei, he was even more serious.

The black blade flashed like lightning; even though Dōsan Hanyū wasn't particularly skilled in swordsmanship, he still managed to suppress the three of them, rendering them unable to move.

"So strong."

Shūhei is not yet Asauchi and can only wield a wooden sword. Compared to the other two, who are consciously honing their swordsmanship, Shūhei wields his wooden sword somewhat haphazardly, striking Dōsan Hanyū's sword, which is based on the principle of Law of Causality.

Shūhei gritted his teeth. Mr. Hanyū's Spiritual Pressure control was on par with his own, yet he could suppress the three of them with just that little bit of Spiritual Pressure.

Shūhei hadn't even realized that each time Dōsan Hanyū black swords emanated Spiritual Pressure, it was enough to make him take several steps back.

But despite such an overwhelming attack, Shūhei's wooden sword did not break!

Shūhei's current Spiritual Pressure control is insufficient to cover the surface of the wooden sword with Spiritual Pressure, meaning that his wooden sword has no defense whatsoever.

Even so, Shūhei's wooden sword didn't even show a single scratch.

Not only Shūhei, Sanjō and the other two were also holding back their anger. The three of them began to coordinate rhythmically, but they still couldn't suppress Dōsan fraction.

The strongest, this is the strongest in Soul Society.

Sōji Sanjō grinned from ear to ear, all his previous worries gone.

As for Number 360, she was suppressed in her specialty, swordsmanship.

However, Number 360 in the battle showed enough composure. Her imagined enemy was Yamamoto, and the opponent in front of her, Dōsan Hanyū, was a worthy opponent.

Real combat is not like children playing house.

"One-Sword Style: Nameless Divine Light!"

A Spiritual Pressure, like the wind, rose from the blade of Number 360. Sōji Sanjō gritted his teeth, his body trembling violently. The Shūhei beside him was even more overwhelmed and almost fell over.

Previously, when Ichimonji Tsunayashiro was in charge of the Artificial Soul Corps, he made a grand plan, intending to integrate these Artificial Soul, starting from the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, into the entire Seireitei.

Therefore, although Number 360 became a student of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, she was the strongest member of the Artificial Soul Corps and the Shin'ō Noble Guard.

Sōji Sanjō reacted quickly, grabbing Shūhei and retreating while cursing under his breath.

Standing opposite Dōsan Hanyū

Dōsan and Number 360 had fought before, and he could sense that his female student hadn't used her full strength. Even so, this strike still demonstrated the strength of a vice-captain.

However, the swordsmanship of Vice-Captain-level was like a mosquito tickle to Dōsan at his current level. Just as Dōsan was about to retaliate, another idea came to mind.

The slender blade of sword Number 360 was drawn and aimed directly at Dōsan Hanyū's throat, but the blade could not advance even an inch, just Dōsan inches from Dosan's throat.

How could that be?

The three stared wide-eyed, especially Number 360, who couldn't even draw her Zanpakuto.

What's frightening isn't the outcome.

At this moment, the Spiritual Pressure displayed by Dōsan Hanyū was no higher than Spiritual Pressure of Shūhei.

There's no logic to it.

Even the opponent, Number 360, couldn't understand it.

Why?

But that's just how Dōsan Hanyū is!

This is Dōsan Hanyū, who is qualified to challenge for the title of strongest.

What followed was a tedious lesson, but the three of them listened with much more enthusiasm than before.

For Shūhei Hisagi, as long as he learns even a little bit, he will be able to successfully complete his first life's training.

For Number 360, who is proficient in all sword techniques in Soul Society, mastering this particular sword technique would increase his strength many times over.

Needless to say, Sōji Sanjō, wanting to follow in Lord Hanyū's footsteps, couldn't afford to miss any opportunity to improve himself.

Although most of the students have left, the courses that need to be offered will still continue to be offered. At least half of the students are still attending the courses that Dōsan Hanyū doesn't teach.

However, this time the three of them had no interest in the other courses.

To repay the doll's kindness, Dōsan had no choice but to grit his teeth and teach it.

This training lasted for three days.

Seireitei, First Division Captain-Commander's Office.

"Captain-Commander -Chief, the Noble Council, chaired by the Central 46, has convened. Representatives from Four Great Noble Clans are present," reported Chōjirō Sasakibe respectfully.

Devour

Although Yamamoto could not be considered a traditional nobleman in the true sense, the fact that he was not informed of this council, which involved the entire Seireitei, was unprecedented in a thousand years.

"Don't worry about it."

Yamamoto was very aloof.

The Four Great Noble Clans?

Let's not even talk about the fact that half of them are on our side.

Even if the Four Great Noble Clans were all enemies, plus those minor noble families, in Yamamoto's eyes they were nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs.

However, he did not have the authority to directly change the structure of the Seireitei. To avoid direct intervention from the Zero Division, Yamamoto repeatedly tolerated them.

Some guys really think they're something special.

His only concern was Dōsan Hanyū.

The "betrayal" by his old teammate Unohana also made Yamamoto realize the truth. Indeed, Dōsan Hanyū had never shown any malice towards him.

Despite being hailed as the strongest man in a thousand years, he killed a child. Yamamoto has indeed reflected on his actions these past few days.

Um?

Yamamoto raised an eyebrow and glanced to the right and back.

"Hey, Yamamoto, you've really fallen from grace; you can't even solve this simple problem."

Without any prior notice, a sharp voice rang directly in Yamamoto's ears.

"Lord Tenjirō Kirinji." Sasakibe bowed respectfully.

Yamamoto glanced behind him. "Are you alone?"

"Huh? What do you mean? Isn't one of me enough?"

Ignoring Tenjirō Kirinji's smugness, Yamamoto spoke to himself.

"If Dōsan Hanyū refuses to join the Zero Division, I hope you will join forces with me to imprison him in Muken."

Tenjirō and Yamamoto exchanged a glance without speaking. Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's reputation was earned through a thousand years of hard work, without a trace of exaggeration.

What made him so serious, even to the point of wanting to team up with me?

Tenjirō Kirinji, the most outstanding physician in Soul Society, was excited for the first time in a long time.

The Seireitei is also quite adept at using the tactic of imprisoning comrades in the Muken because of their overwhelming strength.