Bleach: In Soul Society, I just want to retire

Yamabuki Ditang had a bitter look on his face. I just wanted to take advantage of the situation; why is it so difficult?

I haven't even finished training the newbies yet, and now you want me to be a teacher for a bunch of little brats?

"Captain, can I get three salaries?"

"No, is there a problem?"

"No...no." Yamabuki Ditang staggered back to his residence: "Forget it, there will always be a way out when the car reaches the mountain! I am so smart that I will definitely think of a way to get away with it! Come on!"

The next day, all members of the Gotei 13 gathered at the training ground.

This is a specially granted piece of land used exclusively for the training of the Gotei 13.

Looking at the more than one hundred Grim Reapers in front of him, Yamabuki Ditang stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a big brother.

So how should we train them?

I don't know much about the art of fighting and escaping ghosts!

Although Yamabuki Ditang doesn't understand, he can pretend.

"Is everyone here?" Yamabuki Ditang, said with a stern look on his face.

"Everyone is here, instructor."

"Hmm!" Yamabuki Ditang racked his brains; what good thing should he teach?

Looking at these more than a hundred people, he suddenly came up with a great idea.

"Everyone go get a wooden sword!" said Yamabuki Ditang.

Each of the more than one hundred students received a knife.

"The first lesson I teach you is how to survive! Now, everyone around you is an enemy. Let's have a melee, and the one who can stand at the end will be the captain of your newcomers. When I'm not around, you have to listen to him! Now, fight!" After Yamabuki Ditang gave an order, the more than one hundred people were stunned for a moment and then immediately began to attack their companions.

More than a hundred people became a mess in an instant!

Use all kinds of dirty tricks!

This is a battle to determine your status!

The most unlucky ones were the two girls, who huddled together and shivered. This training method was not what they had expected!

The spiritual power of these people is mostly around the fifteenth level, and very few stand out. Only Suì Yuan, relying on the ninth-level spiritual power, shines brightly, acts domineeringly, and has no rivals!

Finally, after more than half an hour of hard fighting, he emerged victorious.

Even the two little girls hiding in the corner had their heads blown off by him.

How cruel! He is indeed an assassin!

Looking at the groaning team members, Yamabuki Ditang said coldly, "Can't you bear it? The battlefield in the future will be a hundred times more cruel than this. You must be prepared to die in battle at any time. If anyone quits now, get out immediately. I won't let him stay! But if you don't quit now, it will be too late to run away in the future!"

Naturally, no one would back out, and they had squeezed in with great difficulty.

"Well, not bad! You still have some backbone. The remaining 150 people will be divided into two teams. I will call you Team One and Team Two. I will teach you how to cut, punch, and escape to improve your strength. Then I will let you play competitions from time to time. The losing team will become the servant of the winner. If you want to save your face and dignity, work hard to become stronger!" said Yamabuki Ditang.

Most of the members of the Gotei 13 in this period are nobles.

These people are very proud. Losing a fight is no problem, but being a servant for these lower-class nobles or commoners for a day...

Damn it! You better kill me!

"Okay, from now on, I will teach you the best swordsmanship. Listen carefully." Yamabuki shouted.

In fact, many nobles came here to make a living by relying on their higher spiritual pressure than ordinary people, but now they find that life is not so easy.

In order not to embarrass themselves, everyone is working hard to enhance their own strength.

Yamamoto watched Yamabuki Ditang's educational methods from a distance and nodded slightly. This kid really has a way.

In just three days, the mental outlook of this group of people has been completely transformed.

"You have all been here for three days; let's have a competition. You must treat the other side as an enemy for your life and death and defeat the other side by any means necessary. I would rather you get injured in the training ground than die in a war! Just treat your enemies as virtual ones and beat them to death as long as you don't kill them!" Yamabuki Ditang came here purely to watch the fun.

Each team has a total of 75 people. After these few days of hard training, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

In the beginning, when this group of people fought, most of them used turtle punches, but now some of them can use ghost techniques.

Although they are all beginner ghosts, it is already very difficult for them.

Even the two shivering girls on the first day joined the battlefield with wooden swords. The good sisters fought each other to avoid becoming each other's servants!

Is this the legendary plastic sisterhood?

The brains of these more than one hundred people were beaten to pieces. Fortunately, Yamabuki had invited Kirinji to provide medical assistance on the spot in advance, so no one was killed.

Don't even mention how tragic the scene was!

The two sisters, who were very good friends on the first day, gradually escalated their attack methods after being interrupted by the wooden sword. They pulled hair, tore clothes, and poked eyes. They didn't look like grown-up ladies at all!

Shihōin Chika and Yamamoto stood in a high place with confused looks on their faces.

How did Yamabuki Ditang train this group of little sheep into a group of wolves in just three days?

"Captain... isn't this training a bit too harsh?" Shihōin Chika asked with some reluctance.

"Ruthless? I feel pretty good about it! I didn't expect Yamabuki to have this ability. I underestimated him before. By the way, is there anything he hasn't done? Let him try it all; who knows what kind of talent it will inspire!" Yamamoto was like a black-hearted boss, looking at his employees coldly.

After a melee among the group of students below, only one of the more than 100 students was still standing, and he was a member of the second team.

The faces of the members of Team One were extremely ugly, especially those who had some students who were from upper-class noble families. Asking them to be servants for lower-class nobles... that would be more painful than killing them!

"Instructor... can you change the form of punishment? I'll accept it even if you beat me up!" said a young man of noble birth, gritting his teeth.

Yamabuki Ditang looked at him calmly: "Do you feel humiliated? Humiliated. If you don't have the strength, you will be humiliated. Do you want to earn back your face? Then continue to hone your strength, defeat all the enemies, and earn back all the face you lost!"

There was a strange spark in the boy's eyes.

"Instructor, I would like to ask you to increase the intensity of training! Please!" The boy bowed with a determined look on his face.

The Grim Reapers in Team 1 also had determined looks on their faces.

It doesn't matter if you lose this time; you can just win it next time!

This is exactly the effect that Yamabuki wanted.

Now it seems that this effect has been achieved!

"Well, since you made such a perverted request, I will agree to it reluctantly. Come on, young man!" Yamabuki Ditang patted his shoulder.

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