"Use my initial solution for you?"

Fengshaoyan stood there after hearing what Sifengyuan President Enlightenment, her eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, use your initial solution for me!"

Sifengyuan President Wu nodded slightly at Fengshaoyan and said.

"What a joke!"

"Don't you already understand my ability to solve it?"

"Even so...even if so, why do you still want me to use my ability to solve it?"

"Do you want to die at the hands of Shao Ling?"

After Feng Shaoyan confirmed the words of Sifengyuan President Wu, she looked a little anxious. She shouted at Sifengyuan President Wu.

Feng Shaoyan looked angry, and she did look like a little fur-fried little cat, which was so cute.

"It's okay~"

"I won't die, don't you believe me?"

Sifengyuan Zongwu gently covered the bee-tip silk, which was white and tender and tied with metal handguards, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and pierced his heart.

In an instant, a mysterious and beautiful tattoo that was full of literature slowly emerged like a black butterfly on his chest.

"Then the second strike..."

Sifengyuan Zongwu controlled Fengsui's small hand and was about to continue to stab his chest and activate Fengsui's Zanpakura's ability, called the ability to kill two attacks.

"Young Master Zongwu!"

"My Zanpakut's ability is a two-hit kill!"

"If you touch the same position by the bee in the hands of Shao Ling, you will really die!"

Fengshaoyan didn't understand why Sifengyuan always forced her so much and asked her to use her ability to solve it. She felt extremely painful inside.

"It's okay..."

Sifengyuan President Ji gently brushed the snow-white little face of Bee Shot Ling, then controlled Bee Shot Ling's little hand to tie the bird's bee's little hand and pierced it hard.

In an instant, the poisonous needle of the bee-skinned bee hit the beautiful butterfly pattern again...

"null!"

A terrifying spiritual pressure exploded, and then Sifengyuan Zongwu's body slowly fell down.

"Young Master...Young Master!"

Feng Shaoyan looked at the fallen Sifengyuan Zongwu. The tears flowing in her eyes could no longer control her slowly. She hugged Sifengyuan Zongwu's head lying on the ground, and gently placed her head on her knees on the knees, crying in pain.

"Why? Why does this happen? Is it really necessary for this Zanpakura, which will kill the Lord, to exist?"

Fengshaoyan took off the beech tied to her hands, threw it aside, and then kept crying, like a little cat who had lost its owner, weak and helpless.

"Pulululu~"

"I'm lying to you~"

"I said everything, I won't die~"

"Because I'm invincible!"

Just as Fengshao Ling was crying, Sifengyuan Zongwu suddenly grimaced at Fengshao Ling.

"Young Master...Young Master?"

"Are you really the young master?"

Feng Shaoling looked at Sifengyuan President Zunzu, who suddenly spoke, and was happy, but she was a little unsure.

"Of course it's true, stupid girl!"

Sifengyuan President Wu jumped up from the ground and gently dusted the dust behind him.

"It's really the young master...but why?"

"Didn't you bear the ability of my Bird Bee to kill two shots?"

After the joy, Fengshaoyan was filled with endless doubts.

"This is the stupid girl I want to teach you. Remember, although you can trust your Zanpakura, because it is part of your soul. Only your soul in this world will never lie to you, but you must not be too confident or even rely on your Zanpakura's abilities, because... although your Zanpakura will not lie to you, your Zanpakura's abilities may let you down!"

Sifengyuan President Wu rubbed Fengshaoyan's small flat head and said with a mess.

"I...I understand!"

After hearing what Sifengyuan President Enlightenment said, Feng Shaoling nodded slightly, her eyes seemed to be unaware of it.

"Anyway, just put this in a simple way.. When facing an opponent with too much spiritual pressure gap, no matter how strong your ability is, it will be invalidated! Because the battle of the God of Death is the battle of spiritual pressure! Do you understand?"

Sifengyuan President Wu patted Feng Shaoyan's little head gently and asked.

"Well! I'm afraid I understand this!"

A flash of light flashed across Feng Shaoling's eyes and nodded to Sifengyuan President Wu.

"It's really worthy of being Xiaofeng's smart."

Sifengyuan President Wu patted Feng Shaoyan's head and smiled slightly.

"Ga~Ga~Ga~Ga~"

A crow covered in black wings in the sky recorded the scenes now while flying in the sky.

“It’s so scary~”

"Is the battle of death the God of Death a battle of spiritual pressure?"

"Hahaha……"

On the rooftop of the teaching building of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, a brown-haired young man wearing myopia glasses chuckled gently.

"It seems that there is one other mountain in front of me, besides Captain Yamamoto..."

“This is really interesting~”

The brown-haired young man had a bit of gentleness on his face, just like the eldest brother of his neighbor's house, giving people a harmless feeling, but what exactly is hidden under this gentle skin? No one knows about it.

On the other side, Fengshao Aya was currently fighting with Sifengyuan Zongzuo while her Zanpaku was beginning to unravel.

"Quick! Need to be fast!"

"Your Zanpakura is too small to collide with those large weapons head-on, so from the beginning of your Zanpakura, you are destined to win by speed."

Zong Wu was dodging Fengshaoyan's attack while telling him.

"I see!"

Fengshaoyan focused on the attack and kept attacking Zongwu.

"Very good! Continue and cooperate with your instant steps to attack!"

"Very good! Then, with the help of the power of the ghost path, starting from the simplest white thunder, to make up for the shortcomings of your Zanpakura's too short!"

Sifengyuan Zongwu began to create a foundation for Fengshaoyan. Since Zongwu saw Fengshaoyan's Zanpakura liberation, Zongwu planned to hand over the move of Shushaoyan, the move of Shushaoyan invented by his sister to Fengshaoyan. In his eyes, Fengshaoyan, which is extremely similar to his sister, is really suitable for Shushaoyan's move.

In the following time, Sifeng Academy President Wu continued to sleep at school and teach Feng Shaoyan every day to fight after school.

Time flies, and it will take four years.

The training grounds of the Sifengyuan family.

A petite figure with half-length hair was looking at Sifengyuan Zongwu standing opposite her seriously, and at the same time adjusting his spiritual pressure and breathing.

"Soon coax!"
Chapter completed!