Training Ground

Hearing Hirako Shinji's question, Muyang smiled.

"The next period of time can not be as relaxed as now."

"It has been a hundred years of actual combat."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Muyang's mouth, Hirako Shinji looked bitter.

"This is really troublesome."

"However, my body is indeed stiff. I really can't go on like this. I really can't help it. Next, I'll have to experience the feeling of fighting for a long time."

"I'm going to trouble you, Ushoda. The tasks for the next period of time may be very tiring. After all, it is not a simple matter to completely isolate the fluctuations caused by the captain-level battle."

"It's nothing."

There is a simple and honest expression on Ushoda Hachigen face, "Just as I need some exercise, listening to you, I am afraid it is not good to exercise."

"Well, that is it, from tomorrow on, everyone will be busy."

"Well, although it is not very clear what you are talking about, you seem to be planning something, and it seems to be very troublesome."

Stark did not know when he had taken off the hat on his head. At this time, he was rubbing his head and making a mess of his originally neat hair.

Slowly walking over, Stark had a helpless smile on his face.

"Although your things sound very troublesome, and I hate troublesome things the most. But since this is your business, Kimura, I think I still have to help."

"Oh?" Hirako Shinji looked at Stark in surprise, "The lazy Stark will take the initiative to help. It's really unusual!"

"Well, you are not qualified to say that to others. It is something that can't be helped. Although I am afraid of trouble and don't like things like fighting, but it also depends on the situation. If it is Kimura's matter, even if you feel troubled, you still have to bite the bullet. "

"But what I care more is that Aizen is really as powerful as Kimura you say?"

Muyang smiled and said to her, "In any case, if you were at your level, you would just be delivering food. You would probably be killed in an instant."

"You!"

Hearing Muyang's answer, Hiyori's face changed. She shouted and rushed forward to teach Muyang a lesson.

"Wait. Hiyori!"

Hirako Shinji quickly hugged Rishi and did not let her rush forward.

"Let me go, you bald man!"

Being hugged by Hirako Shinji, Hiyori could only bare her teeth at Muyang, which could be considered to vent the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Lord Kimura, what can I help you with?"

Hearing the discussion here, Harribel came over and said respectfully to Muyang, her tone was as respectful as ever, just like when they first met a hundred years ago.

"Harribel, this is our battle. It is a battle that has nothing to do with you. You don't need to be involved."

Muyang looked at Harribel and shook his head. This battle was between himself, Kisuke, and everyone in the Visored Legion and Aizen. This battle had nothing to do with Harribel and the others. They had no need to be involved in this battle.

"But Stark..."

"There is no need for Stark to participate."

Muyang interrupted Harribel's words. Not to mention that they have no reason to fight, let's say Aizen. In the absence of Stark and Harribel, I don't know how his Espada can go. They should be enough to deal with them. There is no need to let Stark and Harribel fight.

"You don't like fighting. Although you're strong, you have an inherent rejection of fighting. A peaceful and stable life is what you like. There is no need to force yourself to participate in unnecessary battles."

"But..."

Harribel hesitated.

"But..."

"Although you do not need to participate in the battle, I still have something to ask of you."

"Please tell me!"

Hearing Muyang's words, Harribel said without hesitation.

"I may have to trouble you and Stark to help us cultivate during this period of time. After all, it has been hundreds of years away from actual combat. If you want to recover your combat effectiveness, there is nothing better than fighting a strong opponent."

"Understood."

Harribel nodded and said nothing more, but the expression on her face showed her will.

"That's good. Get ready to close the shop."

Muyang picked up the cup on the table, raised his head and drank it all. Then he stood up and said to Harribel.

"I knew it!"

Hirako Shinji slapped his forehead with a bitter look, and his face was full of helplessness.

"It is really in line with Kimura's style of doing things. He is always so swift and decisive."

Hirako Shinji's bitter face was different. The moment others heard Muyang's words, they already understood his plan. Just as Muyang finished his words, everyone was ready. And the other three people had already cleaned up the shop outside. At this time, the door was closed.

"Let's go, Baldy Shinji!"

Everyone dashed into the small courtyard behind them. When they saw Hirako Shinji, who was still holding his forehead and sighing bitterly, Hiyori slapped him on the face without any politeness, leaving a big slap mark on his face. Then, regardless of the two streams of blood flowing out of Hirako Shinji's nose, she grabbed his collar and pulled him to the backyard.

"Let me go, Hiyori, you musclehead!"

Being pulled by the collar of Hiyori, Hirako Shinji shouted with dissatisfaction, but it did not work at all. Hiyori pulled Hirako Shinji's collar as if she did not hear it, and walked back without caring about the dissatisfaction of Hirako Shinji.

"Shua ---"

The door of the backyard was suddenly pushed open. The people who had been doing their own things over there had all stood up at some point. The lazy aura on their bodies was swept away, and they were all rubbing their hands. All of them were full of energy.

Looking at everyone, Muyang's mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the people standing there. "It seems that everyone is ready."

"Of course, we have never forgotten what happened in the past. I remember it clearly in my mind. We are going to face a war. How can we continue to be indifferent? I am waiting to see Aizen again and send him a big gift."

Seeing the undisguised hatred on the faces of the few companions present, Muyang's eyes were also a little heavy. The damage that Aizen caused them could only be washed away through his blood.

"A few months is enough. Let's prepare a big gift for Aizen. Of course, the reward is his life."

"Kusu, Ushoda."

"I know."

Ushoda Hachigen responded softly, then put his hands together, a yellow thin wall opened from his palm, and then suddenly expanded, covering the whole coffee shop. With a dark light flashing, the whole coffee shop became looming. Although there was no change over there, people who walked outside would unconsciously ignore the place.

Suzuki Kusu stretched out her hand and clenched it. It was as if she had grabbed something in the void. With the entire coffee shop as the center, invisible threads spread out and hid in the void. They could not be touched or sensed.

Muyang looked at Suzuki Kusu. After getting her answer, he turned to nod at Ushoda. The latter walked to an inconspicuous place in the backyard and squatted down. He reached out to touch the ground and grabbed a place. He suddenly pulled.

As Ushoda pulled, something on the ground was pulled open, revealing a bottomless hole hidden below. There were neat stairs at the entrance of the hole. Although the hole was hidden very well, the stairs leading to the bottom were repaired very generously.

"Let's go. Speaking of which, I haven't gone down for a long time."

When he saw the hole below, he took the lead and walked down the stairs. As he stepped into the ground, the lights on both sides of the stairs lit up, illuminating the stairs very brightly.

"Kimura, you're really something. It's just a staircase down, but it's actually built so beautifully."

Walking on the stairs, Hirako Shinji looked at the neatly built stairs and could not help but twitch his mouth and complain.

"No, I think the stairs are very beautiful."

Kuna Mashiro slowly followed the crowd and reached out her hand to feel the things on both sides of the road curiously. She looked like a curious baby. Hearing Hirako Shinji's words, Kuna Mashiro looked away from the corridor on both sides and looked at Hirako Shinji.

"You didn't come down to repair yourself at that time, so of course you said that. At that time, we took a long time to fix it."

Looking at the innocent face of Kuna Mashiro, Hirako Shinji really did not know what to say to her. At that time, she did not do anything, and now she was still here to make sarcastic remarks. However, she still had a pure and innocent look on her face. He really did not know how to say that she was good.

In the midst of teasing and playing, everyone had already finished the flight of stairs and arrived at the training ground located underground.

"Ushoda, set up ten strong barriers first, and isolate all the spiritual energy fluctuations here."