Coach, I Want to Learn That

"Wow, teacher, what kind of Kidō is this?"

"That's amazing!"

"Coach, I want to learn this."

Ignorance truly is bliss; 99% of these students failed to grasp the essence of this technique.

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The reversal of time and space—if the Kidō Chief saw this, he'd probably kneel down and call him "Teacher."

"Hey, Hinamori, what's that move?" Kira cautiously looked at Hinamori, the "class representative" of Hinamori (a type of Kidō).

Based on Renji's earlier guess, Kira subconsciously felt that this interesting Kidō was not simple.

Even whether this thing can be called the Kidō is debatable.

Hinamori felt no fear; she simply found it unbelievable that Kidō could achieve such a level of power.

Hinamori, who was still a student, was also unsure because Teacher Hanyū's Spiritual Pressure hadn't actually increased.

Hinamori now understands the true nature of the Soul Reaper.

The battles of Soul Reaper are battles of Spiritual Pressure.

Aside from its technique, the power of Kidō No. 90 lies in its Spiritual Pressure.

The Spiritual Pressure released by Teacher Hanyū just now wasn't high, so the difficulty of the Kidō) won't be high!

Momo Hinamori's eyes lit up. Although she had gone around in circles, Hinamori had come to a similar conclusion as her classmates.

"Coach, I want to learn this!" Hinamori's eyes lit up.

"Take your time, learn this move first." Dōsan Hanyū nodded slightly. Even after thirty years, Dōsan Hanyū was still a "genius."

Many of the students in front of him were probably older than him, and Dōsan inexplicably felt that he had aged considerably.

The Kidō) is becoming less and less valued by the Shinigami (Soul Reaper). This is only because Kidō monster like Dōsan Hanyū has emerged in recent decades. Otherwise, it's hard to say what the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts's curriculum would be like.

Over the years, Dōsan Hanyū made the Seireitei realize that Zanpakuto have limits, but Kidō) can do limitless things.

Despite the commotion, the students began practicing Kido (the Kidō) in accordance with Dōsan Hanyū's rhythm.

Dōsan would also occasionally reach out to give the students some pointers.

Dōsan Hanyū's assessment of these trainees was as follows.

"No talent."

There isn't even one person with passable talent in the Kidō); they might as well just stick to being Zanpakuto Soul Reaper.

Some of them do have the potential to be Captain-level; they could learn Bankai in two hundred years and Bankai it with the Spiritual Pressure of Vice-Captain-level.

Although Dōsan Hanyū didn't quite understand why this step could stop so many Soul Reaper, after all, when Dōsan's memories were clearest, he was already Captain-level Shinigami.

"You're Renji, right?"

"Yes." Renji Abarai's body suddenly stiffened.

Even though Dozo Dōsan Hanyū had been standing right next to him the whole time, Renji was still startled.

Dōsan smiled slightly; he really was an obedient and sensible top student.

"Your Spiritual Pressure control is too rough."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Dōsan Hanyū." Renji bowed ninety degrees, which made Dōsan chuckle.

"By extending his hands like this, Hades creates an image that allows him to relax completely."

Dōsan raised his hands together, as formally as students practicing. It was a rather peculiar feeling, considering he could easily unleash something like the Shakkahō with a fart.

"Yes, Mr. Hanyū."

With his hands clasped together, Renji's body trembled with tension.

"Do you really understand? Close your eyes and imagine, just like I imagine myself amidst towering mountains and flowing water."

"The Sovereign! A mask of flesh and blood, all things, soaring high, um..."

A red light emanated from Dōsan Hanyū's hands, but he suddenly stopped halfway through reciting the sentence. What was the second half of the sentence again?

It's no wonder that Dōsan's knowledge has become so mixed up; ever since he lost the power of Law of Causality, Dōsan Hanyū's memory has been getting worse and worse.

Never mind.

"Hadō #31, Shakkahō"

"Bang!" A perfectly executed Shakkahō struck the target.

What?

Is this even allowed?

Just as Dōsan Hanyū stopped halfway through his chant, some quick-thinking students ran away incredibly fast. They forgot the lyrics while chanting, and because they were so experienced, they couldn't control their Spiritual Pressure at all, and it would just explode.

Is someone with this level of skill even qualified to be a teacher?

It turned out they were really capable; they couldn't do it.

"So, Renji, did you understand?"

Now the pressure was back on Renji. Renji trembled slightly and nodded.

"The King! A mask of flesh and blood..."

He was so nervous that he forgot his lines.

The fireball between Renji's hands began to expand; both had forgotten their lines, but the results were two different.

It's about to explode!

There are exceptions, like Dōsan Hanyū. This time, the students didn't run in time, which could lead to injuries.

Dōsan remained calm and pointed his finger.

The Shakkahō in Renji's hand began to shrink and condense.

"Renji, sing it again."

"The Sovereign! A mask of flesh and blood, all things, soaring high, something bearing the name of humanity! Scorching heat and strife, sweeping southward across the sea, advancing step by step! The Hadō #31, Shakkahō!"

The fireball was launched and hit the bullseye.

But the students on the field remained completely silent, looking utterly bewildered.

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I did it.

Renji's restrained joy at this moment was genuine; this Shakkahō had truly tormented him for days.

"Teacher, can you teach me more?"

Dōsan nodded approvingly, "Renji, you have the potential to become a captain, but your talent doesn't Kidō."

Ha?

"Ha ha!"

The students laughed. Wasn't this a direct comparison to Renji's lack of talent?

Don't laugh.

Dōsan's voice was soft, but his imposing presence at that moment silenced the entire arena.

"This is not a joke, it's the truth. Everyone has their limits, which is why I only use Kidō, but I don't have Zanpakuto."

Although there's a tiny bit of falsehood involved, it's also true that he can't fully utilize his Zanpakuto.

"You must remember that human talent and energy have limits; don't try to master everything."

Since the establishment of the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, Soul Reaper Zankensōki has become a compulsory course at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts, mandating that students meet four graduation requirements.

For centuries, this academy has never truly produced a top-tier captain.

His best students were Sajin Komamura and Kaname Tōsen.

Characters like Kaien Shiba, Kisuke Urahara, and Dōsan Hanyū himself didn't really have much to do with the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts's growth.

The end result of teaching a little bit of everything is that you end up being a little bad at everything.

"Hey, really, Your Highness Hanyū, what are you doing here?"

In the distance, a woman wearing a white Captain's Haori stood on tiptoe and waved to Dōsan.

The more knowledgeable students were stunned.

That outfit... it's Captain Soul Reaper's outfit, isn't it?

A female captain, from the Second Division or Fourth Division?

Also, why does the captain call the teacher "Your Highness"?

This strange and unusual teacher of Kidō seems to have a more complex background?

Well, they could tell from the start that Dōsan was no ordinary person.