He narrowly avoided the Captain Commander's punch!
Since this old bastard was pushing him too far, he couldn't blame Yamabuki Chidori for getting rude. Yamabuki Chidori got serious. Yamabuki Chidori charged in at full speed! Yamabuki Chidori was instantly defeated by the Captain Commander!
"As long as you can force this old man back a single step, I'll consider you qualified!" Yamamoto said calmly. "Your movements are fast, but your strength is too scattered! You must concentrate all the power in your body into one point. Only then can you deliver the greatest damage!"
Yamabuki Chidori recalled those martial arts instructional videos from his previous life. Why were the ones he watched most often about Lightning Five-Whip...? Was there nothing more serious? He couldn't possibly use a peerless technique like Lightning Five-Whip against the Captain Commander. What if he hurt him?
"Remember, power in fist techniques begins in the legs, travels from the legs to the waist, then to the shoulders, and finally to the fist!" Yamamoto said.
This was actually the foundation of fist techniques, but Yamabuki Chidori had not even learned the basics yet.
"Start with the legs?" Yamabuki Chidori suddenly stomped off the ground. Power surged from his legs to his waist, then to his shoulders, and finally to his fist as he threw a fierce punch at Yamamoto. Yamamoto raised both arms to block.
Bang!!!
The instant their arms collided, it was as though a bomb had detonated inside the training hall. Yamamoto's body did not move an inch, but a flicker of shock passed through his eyes. What a heavy punch. The force behind it had nearly reached the limit of a Lieutenant! He had grasped the technique of throwing a punch so quickly!
"As expected, this old man's judgment was not wrong. You truly are a prodigy! Ultimate Body Technique Secret Art, Twin Bone!" Yamamoto decided to push Yamabuki Chidori's potential even further.
Yamabuki Chidori immediately felt overwhelming pressure crashing down on him and could only use the defensive technique he had just learned to block with all his strength.
Boom!!!
The instant Yamamoto's fist struck his arm, his mind went blank. By the time he came to, an irresistible force had sent him flying. He tumbled and scrambled, crashing through two walls in a row before finally stopping!
"Captain... Captain Commander... are you trying to kill me?!"
Yamamoto calmly withdrew his fist. "What are you panicking for? Aren't you still alive? Hurry up and heal yourself. You've already grasped the basics of hand-to-hand combat. Next, I'll teach you swordsmanship."
Yamabuki Chidori lay on the ground and healed himself. Perhaps because he had used Kido too often, he discovered that the Reiatsu in his body had increased considerably.
Three minutes later, Yamabuki Chidori sprang up full of energy!
Kido really was convenient!
Of course, Yamabuki Chidori had no intention of promoting it on a wide scale. After all, ordinary people had limited energy.
As long as one excelled in any one of the four skills—Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō—one could become a fairly capable fighter. Learning too much would likely lead to biting off more than one could chew.
When it came to swordsmanship, Yamabuki Chidori was brimming with confidence.
Aside from giving him a title, that damned system had also given him Swordsmanship Mastery. After several real battles, he was extremely confident in his swordsmanship.
In terms of technique alone, he was no weaker than Gen'en Kinra or Saito.
"Come! Attack me!" Yamamoto shouted.
"Hmph! Since you said so, then I won't hold back! I'm getting back all the face I lost just now! Regret it, Old Man!"
Yamabuki Chidori used Flash Step, driving his sword momentum with the speed of Flash Step to unleash tremendous damage in an instant.
Both of them held wooden swords, so Yamabuki Chidori was not worried that the sword in his hand would hurt the Captain Commander.
Yamamoto lightly flicked his wooden sword, knocking aside Yamabuki Chidori's attack.
"Mm, your swordsmanship is far stronger than your fists and kicks! In swordsmanship alone, you are no weaker than anyone in the Gotei 13—except me!" Yamamoto said.
Was he praising me or showing off himself?
Yamabuki Chidori was too embarrassed to call him out on it!
He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and brought the wooden sword in his hand down toward Old Man's shoulder.
Yamamoto gripped his sword with both hands, then lightly swung it, sending Yamabuki Chidori's wooden sword flying from his grasp.
"A one-handed sword is indeed more flexible, but the power of a two-handed sword is far beyond that of a one-handed sword!" Yamamoto said. "But with your comprehension, you should learn it quickly, right?"
Indeed, the instantaneous explosive power and speed of a two-handed sword were far beyond what one hand could achieve. Yamabuki Chidori's swordsmanship had sacrificed some attack power in pursuit of extreme speed, which was unavoidable.
"Mm! I already have a preliminary understanding of your abilities. We'll stop here for today. As it happens, I have a mission for you." Yamamoto said.
Yamabuki Chidori used Flash Step and ran off immediately. You beat me up this badly—can't you at least let me rest for an afternoon?
Then Yamamoto caught him and dragged him back with an even faster Flash Step!
Trying to run? What a joke!
"The mission I'm giving you is simple. Although the Gotei 13 has been initially established, these newcomers' combat abilities are still far from sufficient. I want you to serve as their instructor and teach them the techniques of Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō." Yamamoto said.
Train recruits?
That was a thankless and exhausting job!
Yamabuki Chidori said with a cheeky grin, "Captain Commander, Captain Shihōin and Captain Saito don't seem to have much to do every day. Wouldn't it be fine to let the two of them train the new recruits? I still have plenty of work on my hands. Why make me face those greenhorns every day?"
"If you don't want to... that's fine. We're friends, after all. I won't force you to do something you don't want to do. Starting tomorrow, you can train with me for eight hours every day..."
"The Gotei 13 has only just been established. Training new recruits is a duty I cannot shirk! How could I possibly refuse? I guarantee I'll train the piss out of those brats! Don't worry, Captain Commander. At most, in one month, you'll see the results of the training." Yamabuki Chidori said righteously.
Yamamoto barely held back his laughter, keeping a stern face. "As expected of my confidant. Go on. In one month, I want to see results! Let these newcomers know that battle is no game. Oh, right. I happened to write two calligraphy pieces. Put them up at the training ground later."
Yamabuki Chidori accepted the two calligraphy pieces.
"A squad member should die for the Gotei!"
"Anyone who harms the Gotei must die themselves!"
Yamabuki Chidori circled the two pieces of calligraphy. He intended to use them to properly intimidate the newcomers during training tomorrow!
"Then I'll be going! Just wait for the results!" Yamabuki Chidori fled as though he were escaping for his life, only to be caught by Yamamoto again halfway through.
"Oh, right. There's also Genryūsai. There are no Teachers there right now, so I'll have to trouble you to play the role of a Teacher as well."
Triple the Work, But Not Triple the Pay
Yamabuki Chidori's face twisted bitterly. He only wanted to slack off in peace. Why was that so hard?
Before he had even finished training the recruits, he was being made a Teacher for a bunch of little brats too?
"Captain Commander, can I get three salaries?"
"No. Is there a problem?"
"N-No." Yamabuki Chidori staggered back to his residence. "Forget it. There's always a way when the cart reaches the mountain! With a brain as clever as mine, I'll definitely find a way to slack off! Keep it up!"
The next day, all members of the Gotei 13 gathered at the training ground.
This was a specially approved plot of land dedicated to training Gotei 13 personnel.
Looking at the more than one hundred Soul Reapers before him, Yamabuki Chidori stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a big boss.
So... how exactly should I train them?
He did not know much about Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō himself!
Yamabuki Chidori might not understand it, but he could pretend.
"Is everyone here?" Yamabuki Chidori asked with a cold expression.
"Everyone is here, Instructor!"
"Mm!" Yamabuki Chidori racked his brains. What should he teach them?
Looking at the hundred-plus people before him, he suddenly thought of an excellent idea.
"Everyone, go get a wooden sword!" Yamabuki Chidori said.
Each of the hundred-plus students received a sword.
"The first lesson I'll teach you is how to survive! From now on, every person beside you is an enemy. Have a free-for-all. The last person standing will be the captain of you newcomers. When I'm not around, you will listen to him! Now, fight!" At Yamabuki Chidori's command, the hundred-plus people froze for a moment before immediately attacking their companions beside them.
More than a hundred people instantly turned into a chaotic mess!
They used every dirty trick they could think of!
This was a battle to establish their status!
The unluckiest were two girls, who huddled together and trembled. This training method was nothing like what they had imagined!
Most of these people had around Fifteenth-Grade Spiritual Power, with very few standing out. Only Hachisato, relying on Ninth-Grade Spiritual Power, shone brilliantly. He rampaged through the crowd, with no one able to withstand even a single exchange against him!
After more than half an hour of bitter fighting, he emerged victorious.
Even the two young girls cowering in the corner had each received a forehead flick from him.
How ruthless! As expected of an assassin!
Looking at the groaning squad members, Yamabuki Chidori said coldly, "You can't take this already? The battlefield will be a hundred times crueler than this. You must always be prepared to die in battle. If anyone wants to quit now, get the hell out. I won't keep you! But if you don't quit now, it'll be too late to run in the future!"
Naturally, not a single person withdrew. They had fought hard just to squeeze in here.
"Mm, not bad! You've got some backbone. Split the remaining one hundred and fifty people into two teams. I'll call you First Squad and Second Team. I'll teach you Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō to improve your strength. Then, from time to time, I'll have you compete against each other. The losing team will become the winners' servants. If you want to preserve your pride and dignity, then work hard and become stronger!" Yamabuki Chidori said.
Most of this group of Gotei 13 members were nobles.
These people cared deeply about their pride. Losing a fight was one thing, but becoming servants to Low-Ranking Nobles or commoners for a day...
Fuck that! Just kill me instead!
"Alright, starting now, I'll teach you superior swordsmanship. Listen carefully!" Yamabuki Chidori shouted.
Quite a few nobles had entered simply to coast by on their naturally higher Reiatsu compared to ordinary people, but now they realized that coasting was not so easy.
In order not to lose face, every one of them desperately worked to improve their strength.
Yamamoto watched Yamabuki Chidori's teaching methods from afar and nodded slightly. This kid really knew what he was doing.
In just three days, the entire group's bearing had completely changed.
"You've all been here for three days now. Let's have a match. Treat the other side as enemies you are fighting to the death and do whatever it takes to defeat them. I would rather you be injured on the training ground than die in war! Treat your enemies as Hollows. As long as you don't kill them, beat them half to death!" Yamabuki Chidori was purely doing this to enjoy the spectacle.
Each team had seventy-five members. After training desperately over the past few days, all of them had improved by leaps and bounds.
When these people fought at the beginning, most of them simply threw wild punches. Now, some of them could already use Kidō.
Although they were only Low-Level Kidō, that was already no easy feat for them.
Even the two girls who had trembled in fear on the first day grabbed wooden swords and joined the battlefield. The best friends fought fiercely against each other so they would not have to become the other's servant!
Was this the legendary fake sisterhood?
The hundred-plus people beat each other senseless. Fortunately, Yamabuki Chidori had already invited Tenjirō Kirinji to provide medical support on the sidelines, preventing any deaths.
The scene was unbelievably brutal!
After their wooden swords broke, the pair of young ladies who had been so close on the first day gradually escalated their methods—pulling hair, tearing clothes, poking eyes. There was no trace of refined young ladies left in them!
Shunshun Shidō and Yamamoto stood at a high vantage point, utterly dumbfounded.
How had Yamabuki Chidori turned this flock of little lambs into a pack of wolves in just three days?
"Captain Commander... isn't this training a little too harsh?" Shunshun Shidō asked, somewhat unable to bear watching.
"Harsh? I think it's quite good! I didn't expect Yamabuki to have this talent. I really underestimated him before. By the way, what else has he never done? Let him try everything. Who knows what talents it might awaken!" Yamamoto looked at his employees with a cold chuckle like a heartless boss.
After the melee, only one person out of the hundred-plus students remained standing, and he was a member of Second Team.
The First Squad members looked exceptionally grim, especially the few students born into High-Ranking Noble families. Making them serve Low-Ranking Nobles... that felt worse than killing them!
"Instructor... can we change the punishment? I'll accept it even if you beat me up!" A young noble gritted his teeth and said.
Yamabuki Chidori looked at him indifferently. "Do you feel humiliated? Good. You should. Without strength, you deserve humiliation. Do you want to win your pride back? Then continue honing your strength, defeat every enemy, and win back every bit of face you lost!"
An unusual fire flickered in the young man's eyes.
"Instructor, I request that you increase the intensity of our training! Please!" The young man bowed with a determined expression.
The Soul Reapers of First Squad were equally resolute.
It did not matter that they had lost this time. Wouldn't it be enough to win next time?
This was exactly the effect Yamabuki Chidori wanted.
And now, it seemed that effect had been achieved!
"Mm, since you've made such a perverted request, I'll reluctantly agree. Good luck, kid!" Yamabuki Chidori patted his shoulder.
Fight, Boys!
In the blink of an eye, the training had reached its fifteenth day.
Over those fifteen days, the two teams had gone through two matches, each winning once.
Moreover, after fifteen days of desperate training, all of them had improved their strength by a small margin.
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