Makoto Nii first walked to the wooden rack and chose a suitable wooden sword.
Then, imitating Hisagi Shuuhei, he bowed to Madarame Ikkaku.
He stepped forward in a flash and slashed horizontally. Madarame Ikkaku, who had looked somewhat careless before, instantly realized this examinee was not ordinary. His lazy expression vanished as he became serious.
He raised his sword horizontally and blocked Makoto Nii's heavy strike.
Then, adjusting his breathing, he gripped his sword with both hands and charged forward with excitement.
Madarame Ikkaku instantly shifted from defense to offense.
Who is testing whom here anyway
Watching Madarame Ikkaku fully immersed in the fight, Makoto Nii could only complain silently.
That said, he himself was enjoying this battle. After all, although his main body had used a Zanpakuto for a long time, it had only been for slaughtering Hollows in the Great Hollow Forest.
The only true Zanjutsu master he had ever fought was Ito Kai, who had become a lingering obsession in his memory.
Now, to fight Madarame Ikkaku, it could truly be called meeting a worthy opponent.
His Zanjutsu is absolutely not inferior to Ito Kai's
The more Makoto Nii fought, the more shocked he became. Madarame Ikkaku truly deserved to be the Third Seat of the Eleventh Division. His Zanjutsu was not inferior to Ito Kai's at all, and might even surpass it.
Makoto Nii's foundation in Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Kido, and Shunpo all came from Ito Kai's memories. He was still inferior to Ito Kai, let alone Madarame Ikkaku standing before him.
Gradually, Makoto Nii fell into a disadvantage. Since this was only an entrance examination, he also needed to hide his strength properly. So he seized an opening, pretended to falter, and deliberately loosened his grip.
Clatter
Makoto Nii's wooden sword was cut in half.
Only then did Madarame Ikkaku come back to his senses. He stared at Makoto Nii for a long time, as if looking at an old friend he had not seen in years.
Good kid, your name is Ito Makoto, right You even share the same surname as that man Your fighting style is also very similar to his
If I did not know he had no family, I would think you were his son You must come to the Eleventh Division after graduation
Madarame Ikkaku laughed loudly. He had not been this excited in a long time. The last time he felt this happy was when he sparred with his own Captain.
With pleasure
Through this battle, Makoto Nii also witnessed Madarame Ikkaku's strength. Naturally, he yearned for the Eleventh Division, the legendary battle-crazed division, and even more for the even stronger Zaraki Kenpachi.
After thinking it over, Makoto Nii believed that joining the Eleventh Division after graduation and experiencing endless bloody battles was the fastest way to grow stronger.
Hearing Makoto Nii accept his invitation, Madarame Ikkaku burst into hearty laughter, completely carried away.
Uh Examiner, you still have not given me my Zanjutsu score
Makoto Nii sighed helplessly.
Madarame Ikkaku slapped his bald head, picked up his pen, and wrote on the assessment sheet.
Ito Makoto, Zanjutsu one hundred points
After that, Makoto Nii bid farewell to Ikkaku and headed to the next test.
He rushed straight to the third room. This room was very small, only a few square meters, so examinees could only enter one at a time.
Makoto Nii waited for a while before entering.
Condense your spiritual pressure into your palm and try to materialize it
A hunched old man with white hair and wrinkled skin, wearing a soul reaper uniform, slowly came out from behind a curtain.
Makoto Nii did as told. He casually circulated a wisp of spiritual pressure into his palm, and a dark golden glow instantly formed there.
Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly.
Not bad, not bad Truly worthy of Five Tier Spirit Power
With a sweep of his brush, he wrote.
Ito Makoto, Kido ninety points
Makoto Nii had deliberately not aimed for full marks. If he were too perfect in every aspect, he would surely draw Aizen's attention. At this stage, keeping a low profile was best.
After all, compressing spiritual pressure was only the most basic step of Kido. Anyone who could use Kido could do this.
Now he had finished Zanjutsu, Hakuda, and Kido. Only Shunpo remained.
Makoto Nii went straight to the fourth room. The Shunpo test checked movement skills. The classic one was Shunpo itself.
But since most examinees had never learned Shunpo, the test was not too harsh.
Makoto Nii stepped inside. The room was filled with wooden dummies arranged strangely, each swinging its arms to block the path.
A capable short-haired woman in soul reaper uniform stood there, clearly the examiner.
Pass through the puppet array within five minutes and reach me to pass
Makoto Nii did not waste words. With swift dodges and movements, he passed through in less than ten seconds.
This was because he was hiding his strength and not using Shunpo. If he used it, he could finish instantly.
Seeing the examiner give him ninety five points, Makoto Nii smiled calmly.
Indeed, this academy test is nothing but child's play to me now
That afternoon, all those who passed stood in formation outside the academy.
Soon, Yano Masahiko, wrapped in white robes, appeared on the platform.
Students, welcome to the Spiritual Arts Academy I hope you achieve much, join the Gotei Thirteen, serve Seireitei, and fight for Soul Society
Cheers erupted.
Tsukada Shinji stared at his report card showing Zanjutsu sixty and the other three at twenty, trembling.
Am I dreaming I can pass with this
Yano Masahiko's voice sounded again.
From this exam onward, once you pass the Spirit Pressure Test, you are already admitted The later tests only decide class placement As long as you do not withdraw, you all pass
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After the exam, students had to wait half a month for term to begin. They could return home or stay in the dormitory.
Makoto Nii, I already arranged a single dorm room for you If you need anything, just call me Oda You is always at your service
Oda You followed Makoto Nii like a puppy wagging its tail.
Oda kun
Makoto Nii yes
I still prefer your old wild look Please go back to it