Yamamoto was very surprised. He was already ready to give first aid to his apprentice, but he didn't expect that Lin Nan actually avoided Ikkotsu.
Moreover, at the moment when they passed each other just now, Yamamoto felt Lin Nan's even and restrained spiritual pressure, like a piece of armor, taking away most of Lin Nan's attack power.
This surprised Yamamoto: Lin Nan obviously started later than Kyoraku, but in terms of scale and utilization of spiritual pressure, it has now begun to surpass Kyoraku.
Moreover, using spiritual pressure to form a high-density Reishi barrier around the body? Interesting, most people would never think of this! This tactic can not only reduce the enemy's perception range of oneself, but also become another layer of protection for the body.
Yamamoto was the best genius of Soul Society more than two thousand years ago, and is also the most powerful Soul Reaper among Soul Society now. The temperament exuded by Lin Nan gives him a very familiar feeling--
Just like how I made others feel back then!
However, Lin Nan is very well hidden. Apart from himself, not many people may be able to detect it.
Will this kid become the heir of my Gen Style in the future?
While he was treating Lin Nan's right arm with an unfamiliar reply, he looked at Lin Nan carefully with his narrow eyes and asked tentatively:
"You actually traded your right arm injury for a chance to escape. Have you never thought about how you would fight if you injured your right arm on the battlefield?"
Lin Nan has long been used to getting hurt, so he doesn't care about this little skin injury:
"I would have died if I had resisted the punch just now; if I had given up my right arm, I could have survived. If I could have survived, I would have had a chance to fight back and have the possibility of winning. As long as the result is worth it, what's the price of using an arm?"
Yamamoto moved slightly. Lin Nan's answer made him feel a little relieved, and his love for this junior could not help but grow stronger.
"This guy's answer is quite interesting." He thought to himself.
He continued to reply and asked calmly, "Then how do you plan to defeat the enemy when your right arm is injured and only your left arm is left?"
Lin Nan said nonchalantly, "It's not just Hakuda that can defeat the enemy. Kido, Zanjutsu, and Shunpo can also defeat the enemy if they work together."
Yamamoto nodded, this answer was what he expected, so he asked again, "What if your other moves are not that strong?"
Lin Nan paused for a moment, and from Yamamoto's narrow eyes, he was sure that the other party was deliberately teasing him. He simply pointed to his right shoulder. "Of course I learned it from Master."
"Huh? How to say it?"
"It's okay to use it even if it's not that strong, as long as it works - you don't seem to be that skilled in replying, so why don't you just use it to treat me..."
Yamamoto was stunned, looking at the unstable reply in the palm of his hand, and a smile that was extremely difficult to detect appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I haven't experienced such a casual master-disciple relationship for many years. I really miss it...
"Master, I want to ask you something." Lin Nan looked through the window at the busy Soul Reapers in the Spirit Arts Academy and said silently.
"Say."
"Spirit Arts Academy has become such a mess today, are you sad?" Lin Nan asked in a low voice, remembering the somewhat lonely figure of Yamamoto at the opening ceremony.
Yamamoto was slightly startled, not expecting Lin Nan to ask this question:
"The current Spirit Arts Academy is out of my control. But my original intention when creating it was never to let it become what it is today."
"What is your original intention?" Lin Nan continued to ask.
Yamamoto's hand trembled slightly as he released the reply, "Of course, it is to guard Seireitei; at the same time, let Soul Reaper become a professional existence focused on extraditing souls and no longer make a living by killing;
Let Spirit Arts Academy cultivate more talented people and jointly protect Seireitei and Soul Society."
Lin Nan nodded slightly and did not ask further. Even if he had not joined Soul Reaper, he had already heard:
The Soul Reapers are still fighting on the front lines of the civil war; and the Spirit Arts Academys have almost become a barracks exclusively for nobles. Both teachers and students are thinking about how to get a bigger backer.
All this is completely opposite to Yamamoto's original intention.
Moreover, at this moment, a new question suddenly appeared in Lin Nan's mind:
Why is Soul Reaper, who is responsible for extraditing souls from World of the Living and fighting against the virtual, called the "Gotei 13" team?
And when the first generation Gotei 13 was founded, wasn't it just a pure killer group? When did they change their responsibilities?
The skin trauma on his right arm had gradually healed. Lin Nan moved his arm and buried this question in his heart.
His intuition told him that this question was not suitable to ask in front of Yamamoto for the time being.
At this time, a loud knock on the door suddenly came from outside the dojo:
"Sir Captain-Commander! I have something important to report to you!"
"Come in!" Yamamoto put on his clothes and called out the door.
An Soul Reaper walked in, whispered something in Yamamoto's ear, and then exited the dojo.
Yamamoto put on Yuori and glanced at the three apprentices in the dojo. "You are all dressed up and come with me to meet someone."
Kyoraku asked curiously, "The people who come to meet you are probably talking about official business. Is it appropriate for us to go?"
Ukitake did not speak, but expressed the same question with his eyes.
Lin Nan changed out of his damaged Daoist uniform, put on his own college student uniform, and asked casually, "Who is the other party? You want to meet us college students specifically?"
"He is here to assist in the investigation of the Zanpakuto case."
Yamamoto casually pointed to the Zanpakuto that was worn on the waists of several people. "The knives in your hands were also made by him - his name is Oetsu Nimaiya, Royal Guard from [Spirit King Palace], known as [Sword God]."
Oetsu Nimaiya was sitting lazily in front of his desk, with his feet on the table, and he was flipping through the books on the table boredly. When he saw Yamamoto and several people coming in, he quickly put down his feet and stood up, raising his hands in the air to greet him enthusiastically:
"Hi! Hi!! Hi!!! Yamamoto! Long time no see~"
The distinctive speaking rhythm and extremely exaggerated body language made Kyoraku and Ukitake stunned.
Is this person Royal Guard? Why does he look so crazy?
But the ten Royal Guard soldiers standing straight and uniform next to Oetsu Nimaiya clearly showed that this man who looked a little abnormal was definitely the real Royal Guard.
Lin Nan has long been mentally prepared for Oetsu Nimaiya's style. Although Oetsu Nimaiya hasn't started learning rap yet, this character is really incompatible with the Soul Reaper uniform he is wearing.
Yamamoto seems to have become accustomed to Oetsu Nimaiya's way of speaking, and just responded with a concise hum:
"Are you here to help find Zanpakuto?"
"Ha! Of course! Losing so many knives will also pose a certain threat to the Spirit King Palace." Oetsu Nimaiya replied dancing on the spot,
"Otherwise, do you think anyone else in Soul Society can sense so many Zanpakuto at the same time?"
Yamamoto was a little disgusted with Oetsu Nimaiya's babble. "Then what happened?"
"It's strange~ I searched Seireitei all day long, and I didn't find any trace of the missing Asauchi - they are like being sunk into the water and can no longer be seen~"
"Even Sword God can't sense those Asauchi?"
"I'm just good at casting Asauchi, and by the way I have a little ability to sense Asauchi~ But I have to make sure that the distance between me and Asauchi is within the range of one spirit to determine their location~ Otherwise I can just sense whether they exist."
Oetsu Nimaiya stretched out his fingers to pick out his ears and said nonchalantly, "I'm not a monk, I know everything~"
Yamamoto's face looked a little ugly. "Then how to find the lost Asauchi?"
"It's hard~ It's hard~" Oetsu Nimaiya stretched out a finger and drew a circle in the direction of his head. "Now, I can't feel the existence of those missing Asauchi..."
Not only Yamamoto, but also the three people listening on the sidelines also changed their expressions.
If you can't feel its existence, does it mean... the knife disappeared out of thin air?!
Oetsu Nimaiya's face became a little more serious. "The matter is more serious than imagined, Yamamoto. The enemy may have transferred Asauchi to Rukongai long ago, and placed a barrier in Seireitei in advance to isolate my perception."
Yamamoto frowned, suppressing the anger in his heart towards the unknown enemy, and said, "Then why do you have to pay a special visit to the Spirit Arts Academy?"
"I want to hear how things were discovered. Maybe I can find a clue..."
Yamamoto pointed in the direction of the Lin Nan people behind him. "Then ask my apprentice! It was Lin Nan who discovered it first."
Oetsu Nimaiya walked up to the three people casually, his expression as exaggerated as ever. "Can you tell me about the situation at that time?"
Compared with Oetsu Nimaiya's jumping-off attitude, Kyoraku is simply synonymous with quietness and introversion.
Lin Nan found it a bit boring. Repeating the situation of that day over and over again did not seem to bring any useful help. But for Yamamoto's sake, he still recounted what happened that day.
Oetsu Nimaiya was noncommittal after listening. Instead, he moved his face closer to Lin Nan's chest and stretched out his ears as if listening to something. "Eh~ Weird, weird~ Mr. Lin~!"
He stood up straight and pointed directly at Asauchi in Lin Nan's waist:
"Your Asauchi~It's very excited~"