Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Soul Society is divided into two parts.

One of them includes the Seireitei in the center, where nobles and Shinigami live.

The second one is the two parts of Rukongai surrounding the Seireitei where other souls live.

Further outside, there are borders, where voids often appear and appear. Generally speaking, part of the responsibility of the God of Death is to eliminate such borders.

At this time, in the 78th district of Minami Rukongai, Kusaka, an empty door suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a figure jumped out of the door.

Because this door disappeared in a flash and was not discovered by anyone.

Fang Lang tried his best to stabilize his body in mid-air, but the spirit body was very unfamiliar and weak. It didn't follow his will at all and smashed directly into a big tree.

"Tsk, damn, this spirit is too weak." Fang Lang frowned, endured a little pain, and got up from the ground.

This spiritual body is just like the once weak physical body. It is absolutely impossible to jump two meters high. He fell from a height of ten meters before and it hurt him so much.

After patting the dust on his white kimono, Fang Lang looked around and saw the shadow of a bungalow. Overall, it looked like a rundown and dilapidated scene.

"In short, if you want to become a god of death, you must go to the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy and learn to slay ghosts with fists." Fang Lang walked a few steps and left this place. As he walked, he thought about countermeasures, "Slashing is the way of the sword. I He's already a great swordsman, so it's easy, so it doesn't matter. Fists are useless, this is the close combat technique of the Shinigami, just learn it casually. The problem is walking and ghost, that is, Shunpo and Kidō, this doesn't matter. You can never learn it through human education.”

The question is, how can I enter the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy?

Since it is a school, you naturally need to register, and there seems to be an assessment that must be passed in order to pass.

"In that case, find someone to ask where the assessment point is." Fang Lang immediately had an idea and took action immediately.

District 78 of Minami Rukongai is called Solu. The larger the area code, the more chaotic the law and order.

Rukongai is divided into four areas, southeast, northwest, and each area has 80 areas. It can be said that area 78 has been chaotic to a certain extent.

Fang Lang was wearing a pure white kimono. When he walked on the street, many people immediately looked at him.

It's just that he has a Zanpakutō hanging on his waist. Maybe these peepers don't understand, but they don't dare to provoke him.

Fang Lang walked around and got a general understanding of Rukongai.

To put it simply, it is a slum. It is rare to see people with glowing faces, but there is no one who is hungry and emaciated.

"These souls have no spiritual power. They can survive by relying on the spirits in the atmosphere without eating." Fang Lang touched his chin and felt that he did not feel hungry. "Do I also have no spiritual power?! Only people with high spiritual power , you will feel hungry!"

Fang Lang confirmed again and again that he really didn't feel hungry. Of course, it was possible that he wasn't hungry now.

Shaking his head and not thinking too much for the time being, he waved to a man cowering in the corner and said, "I want to ask you something."

"W-what do you want to say?" The man was dressed in tatters and looked at Fang Lang warily.

"An Xin, I don't mean to hurt you, I'm just asking a question." Fang Lang said calmly: "I want to sign up for the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy. Where is the registration point?"

"You?" The man showed a strange expression, shook his head and said, "Go forward, the most beautiful house is at the very front of this street."

"Oh," Fang Lang nodded clearly, "Is there a registration point in every area?"

"Yes."

"Okay, thank you." Fang Lang smiled and followed the direction indicated by the other party.

After walking a few steps, he took out his cell phone and put the enchantress away.

He is not a Shinigami now. What if someone asks, where did your Zanpakutō come from?

There was no words all the way. After about twenty minutes, Fang Lang finally saw a two-story building with a sign hanging outside the door.

Registration point in South District 78.

Without hesitation, Fang Lang walked in.

What came into view was a drowsy middle-aged man. He seemed to hear Fang Lang's footsteps. He woke up, squinted his eyes and said impatiently: "Ganggun, I don't have any water here. If you want water and food, buy it yourself.”

"I'll sign up." Fang Langquan pretended not to hear and said softly: "This is the registration point for Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, isn't it?"

"Sign up?" The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, showing some enthusiasm, "You should have said it earlier, over here."

He waved to Fang Lang, who followed him to a table with a transparent spirit ball on it.

"The content of the assessment is very simple, as long as the spiritual power reaches a certain standard." The middle-aged man chuckled, "You put your hand on it, and you will pass as long as it reaches level 3 strength."

Hearing this, Fang Lang looked at the table on the table. It means that level 1 is no spiritual power, level 2 is weak spiritual power, level 3 is the passing line, which is average spiritual power, and the highest level is strong level 6. Spiritual power!

In fact, the assessment is not that simple. It's just that the middle-aged man found it troublesome, so he only kept the simplest one.

Fang Lang could probably guess some, but it didn't matter, hello, me, hello, everyone, he had the right to pretend he didn't know.

Press your hand on the spirit ball, and after a moment, the ball begins to glow slightly, with a faint blue light.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's smiling face suddenly collapsed, and he snorted coldly: "Level 2 weak spiritual power, get out of here, you are unqualified!"

After saying that, he turned around and cursed: "Waste my time, how can there be qualified people in District 78!"

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows. He did nothing but put his hand on it, and then drew level 2 weak spiritual power.

"Tsk, tsk, this spirit body is weaker than it appears. Is it really because the physical body is too strong?" Fang Lang shook his head, secretly thinking about how to get through it.

"You still won't leave? Get out of here!" The middle-aged man frowned and said impatiently.

Fang Lang glanced at the other party coldly, but this glance made the middle-aged man shudder.

By the time he reacted, the person was already gone.

Fang Lang left the registration point and prepared to go to the next assessment point. There were so many places anyway, it didn't matter this one.

Just as I was walking, I saw a familiar person.

A cute girl wearing a domineering outfit.

"Hinsen Tao?" Fang Lang showed a smile, "I'm sorry, little girl, I need to use you."...