Chapter 60 The Big Exam Is Approaching, What Is Your Choice?

A huge thunder fell, swallowing up everything in front of it.

Hurricane, sickle, black figure...

There was no time to even scream, and all the life was gone, leaving only a body that was so blackened that it could not be identified, lying quietly in the big crater blasted by lightning.

Seeing this, the shadows were stunned in place, unable to regain their senses for a long time.

The leader was already the strongest among them, but he was instantly killed by the opponent's breaking path of the Abandonment Chant.

This difference in strength is enough to make anyone present despair!

There was not much hesitation. When everyone reacted, they were ready to flee the battlefield.

But their movements were still a step slow.

Use the most powerful way to deal with the most threatening person, and then focus all eyes on yourself.

The figure hidden in the curved light turned the Zanpakutō downwards, pointing the tip of the knife to the ground, and sparkling waves of light rippled on the blade.

In an instant, everyone's movements froze, and the air seemed to be stagnant, as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Break it into pieces, Jing Hua Shui Yue."

The calm and calm voice echoed in the empty battlefield, and the flames burning at the edges became stagnant, and the amplitude of the swaying slowly decreased.

In the silence, a crisp, broken sound sounded.

next moment.

The moment the confusion disappeared from everyone's eyes, he instinctively pulled out his Zanpakutō and struck towards the black shadow beside him.

Blood flowed gurglingly, gathering into a river on the ground until it was covered in charred black.

At some point, the figure retreated to the edge of the battlefield, a pair of brown eyes calmly watching the scene of fighting, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Rebels, nobles, interests, power..."

Aizen said to himself with a calm expression, "Is this the essence of Soul Society?"

"It's really dirty."

"Although that guy doesn't look smart, he seems to see things more clearly than anyone else."

"This is probably just intuition..."

The battle situation became more and more anxious. It was not until all the enemies in the eyes of everyone were dead that the survivors woke up from their daze.

They looked at what was happening in front of them in astonishment.

Several figures covered in black clothes lay scattered on the ground. The bodies seemed to have been cut by countless blades, almost turning into flesh.

Blood gurgled underneath him, dyeing the charred ground crimson.

"Did we do all this?"

"How, how is it possible? I, I am a scientific researcher!"

"Don't look at me, I can't even get out of No. 10!"

In shock, a group of people quickly compared their confessions and finally determined the reason.

There is great terror between life and death.

It was this terror that inspired their potential, and then killed the group of shadows who came for a sneak attack and assassination.

"So I'm so strong?"

One of the researchers stared at his blood-stained hands and said in a daze.

"Then do some scientific research on hammers!"

"I want to join the 11th Division and fight on the front line!"

"Second, let's do it together!"

The survivors, blinded by the fruits of victory, howled and showed great excitement.

Most of them are unable to join the official establishment of the Thirteenth Team due to lack of strength, and can only conduct some grassroots experimental research in the Shutora Research Institute.

Now that his potential has been discovered, he naturally wants to move towards a better future.

After some discussion and meeting, everyone decided to report to the 11th Squadron tomorrow!

Aizen didn't care about the consequences of his own mirror, and whether that group of people could survive didn't have much to do with him.

What he was concerned about next, besides the streamlining and research and development of the ghost path pattern, was another very important thing.

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Comprehensive first aid center, ward three.

"What did you say?!"

Kisaragi Ming's eyes widened, "There are still final exams at the Spiritual Arts Academy?"

Aizen had already anticipated someone's reaction, so his expression looked very calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"this……"

"It should be common sense."

Kuchiki Sojun who was on the hospital bed next to him said with a smile:

"Didn't Teacher Feng tell you?"

"No, absolutely not."

Ru Yueming shook his head in denial, he had no impression at all.

"It was explained in the first class."

Aizen said with an expressionless expression, "Because you and I participated in two missions, we were approved to pass the practical class with full marks."

"Although I didn't contribute much these two times."

Ruyue Ming's eyes widened even more, like bells.

"I know what you want to say. I have already prepared for you what you may be tested on in the final exam. You only need to memorize it to pass the exam."

Ru Yueming immediately beamed with joy and called her a good brother.

Immediately afterwards, Aizen moved a twenty centimeter-high stack of books onto the hospital bed.

See it.

Ru Yueming's smile suddenly stiffened, and she asked with a trembling voice:

"so much?"

"This is the catalog, over there is what needs to be memorized."

Aran pointed out the window. Books were piled up into a small mountain, almost filling the corridor.

""Three Histories of Soul Society", "The Origin of Team Thirteen", "The Nature of Hollows", "Structure and Analysis of Spiritual Body", "Soul Burial and Purification"..."

Ruyue Ming looked at the familiar face in front of him in shock, and listened quietly to him naming the book title for nearly a minute.

"These are the most basic theories."

Aizen sighed, "I've tried to simplify it for you as much as possible. If you can't even remember these, then you have no choice but to give up the exam."

"how about you?"

"Of course I remember them all."

Aizen was helpless. With Ruyue Ming's talent, it only took a little time to master this knowledge.

But this guy would rather go under the waterfall with a heavy chopping knife than memorize a word.

In his words, if you memorize these things, you won't become stronger. Wouldn't it be useless to memorize them?

The capacity of the brain is limited, and he must allocate the limited space reasonably. Only in this way can he stand on the top of the sky.

Although I don’t understand why a college student who has not yet graduated suddenly has such lofty ideals.

But seeing that this guy was determined, Aizen didn't have much to say and could only let him go.

"hateful!"

Ruyue Ming was furious:

"Having the answer in your head, doesn't that amount to cheating?"

"Do you dare to compare your luck openly and openly!"

After the words fell, the ward fell into silence.

The two looked at the angry young man with strange eyes, and for a moment they didn't know how to talk to him.

After a moment of silence, the good old Kuchiki Sojun opened his mouth to persuade:

"Actually, there is not much to memorize in one lifetime. There is still some time before the final exam. You just need to..."

After chattering for a while, Ruyue Ming tried to calm down and started to remember from the table of contents.

But he soon gave up.

Even though the text on it was streamlined to the best, Ru Yueming felt a headache once she thought about needing to write down so many useless things.

Obviously it will not help the future of life at all...

Ever since.

Ru Yueming put down her books and took out a series of sacrificial supplies such as incense candles, royal coins, and sacrifices from under the hospital bed.

Then, with puzzled eyes, he started the sacrifice.

"Is he always like this?"

Kuchiki Sojun said doubtfully.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Aizen's eyes and he nodded.

Sure enough, there was no surprise at all.

Between doing the questions and cheating, this guy chose the method...