Lu Li looked at the old man with a white beard and a purple belt in front of him, feeling excited but also a little surprised. He was excited because he saw one of the most powerful people in the world, but he was surprised because he thought the captain seemed...a little short. Maybe he didn't pay attention when he read the comics, and the author's style of painting made the characters look slender. He always felt that the captain was quite tall, but now that he looked at it, he seemed to be less than meters tall. Sure enough, people will shrink when they grow old. At this time, every student in the dojo was in high spirits. After all, standing in front of them was a strong man who was equivalent to the history of Soul Society, the pinnacle among the Shinigami, the captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Team, and the dean of the Shino Spiritual Arts Academy. long. No one would have thought that a small first-grade class would be taught in vain by the captain. Let alone the dojo at this moment, the entrance was crowded with people, and there were at least ten pairs of eyes behind every window, just to witness the elegance of Soul Society's strongest Shinigami. Just as everyone was excitedly preparing to listen to the captain's teachings and perform well in this free class, the captain raised his hand and pointed directly in one direction. "Boy, I heard that you have good results in Baidu. That boy Sunagawa can't even teach you. Why don't I practice with you?" sight.
There are sights coming from all directions, and many sights contain various meanings. Some people are surprised, some are envious, and some are sympathetic, but most people are gloating. As the most influential person in Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy in the past two months, Lu Li's name is now known to everyone. He punched Shifengyuan and slashed Fujimoto Pillar with his sword. This guy's talent was like a bottomless pit. There was nothing he couldn't do, so many teachers said they couldn't teach him. It's better now, and I can finally see Lu Li deflated. The commander-in-chief took action personally, why didn't he beat you into a pig's head? Everyone standing around Lu Li backed away, including Aizen who was hiding his joy and Yoruichi who was gloating about his misfortune. Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Li did not have any stage fright, grinning and said: "It would be great to get the teachings from the commander-in-chief." He stepped forward, tightened the belt around his waist, and then took off the Taoist uniform from his upper body, hanging down beside him. The gi at the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy was too wide, and he always felt that when he moved his hands, it was not refreshing and neat enough. What he had to face was the pinnacle of the gods of death, and he had to go all out. After a long absence, Lu Li felt the blood in his body boiling, urging him to climb the mountain in front of him. "Wow... Lu Jun has such a great figure..." "If you look carefully, Lu Jun is really manly, masculine and handsome." "These abdominal muscles, these back muscles... I really want to touch them..." Many students looked at Lu Li who had taken off his shirt. It was a standard way to look slimmer when dressed, but slimmer when undressed. Viewed from the front, the muscular lines like ancient Greek sculptures seemed to be the creation of God, and the students standing behind Lu Li were even more amazed. Because Lu Li's back muscles are extremely developed, the perfect symmetry seems to form some kind of pattern, which is a kind of violent beauty. There were no noisy sounds in Lu Li's ears, and all he could see was the old man in front of him. "Well, that was a good workout."
The captain looked at Lu Li's figure and gave him approval. Then the wide feathers on his body took off, and his muscular upper body was revealed after the fall. After the captain took off his shirt, many young students discovered that this was a kind-hearted little old man. Every inch of that muscular upper body was made of steel-like muscles, and the scars left over the years showed how many deadly battles this old man had experienced, exuding a ferocious aura. When Yuzhi fell to the ground, the captain took a step forward, and at this moment, Lu Li felt that his body was a little stiff. In Lu Li's eyes, the captain's figure seemed to be rising infinitely. He clearly did not release any spiritual pressure while standing there, but his invisible aura seemed to be almost destroying him. There was a mountain to climb in front of him. This was clearly a world-destroying tsunami bearing down on him! "Boy, cheer up..." The old man stared at Lu Li with his tiger-like eyes, "Then grit his teeth." After a brief moment of stiffness, Lu Li felt the rhythm of his heart. Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom... It's like a war drum is beating, and the fighting spirit rises along with it. The excitement of facing a powerful person overcame that damn feeling of suffocation. Where Lu Li couldn't see it, his dark eyes contained a hint of deep purple. boom-- It was like a punch that opened the sky. The floor under Lu Li's feet shattered due to the unloading force, and his body flew out and hit the wall behind him. "Oh? The response is pretty quick." The captain was standing where Lu Li was just now, slowly retracting his old fist. Lu Li leaned against the cracked wall and lowered his arms to protect his face. There was an obvious dent on his right arm and a red fist mark. The pain did not frighten him, but instead made the fighting blood in his body warmer. He moved his hands and feet as he stepped forward, making a popping sound when his neck turned, with an excited fighting spirit in his eyes. You don't need to ask to know that the captain controls the spiritual pressure, otherwise he can be reduced to ashes with one punch. In other words, the captain only used about sixteen levels of spiritual power, but he almost broke his right arm when he had successfully defended. Although his right arm was not broken, its function was seriously damaged. When Lu Li moved forward, his left hand glowed and placed on the depression of his right arm. After a few seconds, the depression was filled up, but there was still a red fist mark. "Hui Dao? Such a slow repair speed will not be useful in actual combat." The captain did not continue to attack, but commented. He did not say that Hui Dao was useless in combat, because he knew that Mao Zhihua could use Hui Dao in combat, but Lu Li was not yet fully practiced. Lu Li grinned and said, "It's just giving myself a chance to challenge you at the peak state." He lowered his body slightly, and the next moment, he disappeared in the eyes of ordinary students. Bang—— The sound of fists and feet intersecting sounded, and when Lu Li's figure solidified again, it was in mid-air. His right leg intersected with the captain's wrist, and the strong wind blew the old man's beard, but his figure did not move at all.
During this short time, the captain didn't even look at Lu Li above him. He just turned his wrist and grabbed Lu Li's ankle, then smashed Lu Li into the ground like swinging a battle axe. The students watching the game didn't dare to make a sound. They were shocked that Lu Li, the top white-fighting strongman among the students, was vulnerable to the captain's blow, and they were also shocked that the captain was merciless. With such a heavy blow, Lu Li wouldn't be killed directly, right? But in the next moment, in the flying wood chips and smoke, an arm stretched out like a snake, which made the captain's eyes look a little surprised.