Chapter 12
From the outside, Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy is a very impressive building.
There are various areas divided inside.
There are ghost rooms, kendo rooms, etc…
The square at the entrance of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy is unimaginably large, enough to accommodate thousands of people standing here at the same time without feeling crowded at all.
There is a plaque at the entrance of the academy with the words”Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy” written in large characters. The handwriting is vigorous and strong, and it penetrates the wooden back. It gives people a feeling of majesty like a lion and as thick as a mountain. It should be Yamamoto Genryusai Shige. Written by the state.
When you walk into Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, you will see many buildings. There are some chairs for people to rest on both sides of the road. Many students wearing white Zhenyang school uniforms walk under the trees.
In an executive room, Kuranosuke Kiyota, the teacher in charge of the elite group of Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy, was processing documents.
There were several teachers nearby who had no classes for the time being.
At this moment, two footsteps were heard, approaching from far away. Kuranosuke Kiyota looked up and saw that it was Rangiku Matsumoto, the deputy captain of the 10th Division.
“Matsumoto, why are you free to come to the academy today?”
Matsumoto Rangiku put her hands on Su Chen’s shoulders and stood behind Su Chen,”Today’s protagonist is not me, but him.”
Su Chen took out a letter.
Kuranosuke Kiyota was a little confused. Whose letter was it?
After taking it, he saw that there was a chrysanthemum mark of the first team on the envelope.
Kuranosuke Kiyota looked serious, and the letter of the first team Letters are rare
【Now there is Su Chen, a commoner of Rukongai, who is extremely talented.】
【He arranged for him to enter the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy without taking any tests. 】
After reading it, I couldn’t help but look at Su Chen a few times.
What is so special about a person that can be recommended by the captain?
“I understand, since it was recommended by the captain, there is no need for a spiritual pressure test.”
Matsumoto Rangiku naturally understood why Kiyota Kuranosuke showed such a surprised look.
The assessment of Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy is very strict. The Shinigami who graduated from Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy have to face the battle of life and death, not in the ordinary sense. It’s a play school.
Therefore, few people can enter without taking the test, unless their spiritual pressure is so strong that no test is needed.
Matsumoto Rangiku was suddenly shocked.
In the room just now, Su Chen could sense the door while standing inside it. There is spiritual pressure outside, but he didn’t notice anything.
Although the spiritual pressure of the Shinigami does not need to be seen with the eyes, it makes no difference even through the door.
But the premise is that the other party releases his own spiritual pressure. If it is collected in If it is inside the body, then this spiritual pressure is difficult to detect.
In other words, is Su Chen’s spiritual pressure perception stronger than that of his vice-captain?
Matsumoto Rangiku looked at Su Chen’s back and was secretly shocked.
Kiyota Kuranosuke Open the drawer, and there are many tokens in the drawer. The top is a triangle, and the bottom is a rectangular wooden sign.
The spiritual power is stored in the fingertips, and the wooden signs are carved and painted.
“This is your student ID card.”
Su Chen took it and took a look. On the front of the wooden sign, Su Chen and a group of elites were engraved. On the back of the wooden sign, there were also miniature carvings of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.
“There are several sets of Mao school uniforms in various sizes. You can choose one that suits you.”
Before Su Chen had time to pick, Matsumoto Rangiku couldn’t wait to pick it up.
There was a wooden box in the corner, which contained various models of Mao’s school uniforms.
The boys were blue and white, and the girls were red and white.
The chest of the school uniform There was also the emblem of the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy on it.
Matsumoto Rangiku picked up a set and pointed it at Su Chen’s body, then shook his head,”No, this set is too small.……”
“This set is too small. Su Chen should get a bigger one.”
“This one should be fine”
“It seems that your figure is more suitable for Su Chen. Hurry up and try it on!”
It seemed that Rangiku Matsumoto was more concerned about what Su Chen would look like after changing clothes than Su Chen.
She pulled Su Chen all the way to the bathroom and pushed Su Chen inside.
After a while, Su Chen came out after changing clothes.
Matsumoto Rangiku couldn’t help but widen her peach blossom eyes when she saw Su Chen coming out of the locker room.
Su Chen was always very good-looking, but before he was wearing a hemp shirt from Rukongai, now he was wearing a decent pure white one. After taking the Zhenyang Academy uniform, he really looked like the prince charming walking out of the painting.
And Su Chen not only had a good-looking face, but more importantly, his figure. It could be said that he was a heavy-boned God Hantian Temple weapon, and he was absolutely extraordinary at first glance.
Then he discovered that Su Chen’s There was an unsmoothed wrinkle at the collar, so he subconsciously stretched out his bare hands to smooth it out for Su Chen.
“So lovely.”
Matsumoto Rangiku looked around and felt that Su Chen was perfect. It wasn’t until she found that Su Chen had been staring at her that she suddenly asked:”What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?
Su Chen reminded:”Aren’t you the vice-captain of the 10th Division?” You’re not free enough to take classes with me, are you?”
Matsumoto Rangiku said with a smile:”Don’t tell me yet, it’s really possible. I can be a teacher. I can teach you whatever you don’t know about cutting, boxing, walking, and ghosts. I won’t hide anything.”
“Well, I’m joking, but if I have time, I will really come to the academy to play with you.”
“Bye~”
Matsumoto Rangiku put her palm against her charming red lips, then closed only one eye and gave Su Chen a blowing kiss. It was indeed Matsumoto Rangiku…
After Matsumoto Rangiku left, Su Chen walked around the academy alone. Take a walk and take a look.
The area of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy is much larger than imagined. Not only are there various buildings in the academy, but there are also patches of secluded woods.
Occasionally, I felt a unique spirit. Pressure.
Out of curiosity, Su Chen walked over and took a look.
He saw the words”Ghost Path Classroom” written on the plaque at the door.
Su Chen pushed the door open and entered.
What he saw were two distinct places.
One was a rectangular wooden floor extending from Su Chen’s feet. It was polished until it was shiny. A group of students knelt on the wooden floor.
There were four painted red pillars at the four corners of the rectangular floor. There is a roof with an eaves that slopes forward.
Beyond the floor and roof, there is a barren grassland, which looks like it has been destroyed by ghosts many times. A hundred meters away, there are many pictures with red hearts. Target.
At this time, there is a petite girl Shinigami.
Although it is difficult to say whether she can be considered a girl at the age of the Shinigami.
She is wearing a Shinigami costume and has short shoulder-length hair.
Her legs are slightly apart, shoulder width apart, and her right hand is stretched forward. , holding the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, he was looking at the target in front of him attentively.
Although he only saw a back figure, Su Chen still felt that her body was full of seriousness and tenderness.
Su Chen did not make a sound, just so silent. Standing quietly behind everyone and watching, the girl was seen chanting:”O King! Masks of flesh and blood, things that fly high, things that bear the name of human beings! Amid the heat and chaos, we are heading southward across the sea, moving forward with every step.……”
Following her crisp voice, a hot red fireball gradually condensed in front of the palm of her outstretched right hand.
The surrounding wind also converged towards the fireball, and the huge energy made the fireball restless and beat continuously.
“The Thirty-one Red Cannons of Breaking the Way!”
The fireball flew out in response, accurately hitting the bullseye hundreds of meters away, shattering it.
The girl turned around with a sweet smile,”This is the chanting formula for the Thirty-one Red Cannon of Breaking the Road, Did everyone remember it?”
“Remember, Mr. Kuchiki.”
Yes, it is Rukia Kuchiki of the 13th Division who is teaching at the Zhenou Spiritual Arts Academy at this time.
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