Ti was like quicksand between fingers, passing away unknowingly.
Ever since the invasion of the Annihilation Zerg Clan ended, Lod suddenly had so free ti. Either way, he was currently unable to improve, so he decided to train his mind and stayed in the Modern Realm for about a month.
During this ti, he and Nemu took turns to teach Tony and death god the four basic skills, naly, Zankensoki (cut, fist, run, spirit)!
After a month of inhumane training, he struggled on the edge of life and death almost every day. Tony's progress could be described as rapid as a day. As expected of the genius he carried, even Nemu praised him for being smart.
The only regret was that Tony seed to be a little biased.
His swordsmanship and white fighting skills were barely passable, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a tragic sight.
But in contrast, Tony showed amazing talent and interest in the two skills of Kido and Hoho. In a short month, he could skillfully use Kido below sixty, and he could even instant-cast Kido below thirty.
Although Tony did not show his talent in front of Hoho, he could not stop his interest from rising. This guy rarely did not rely on his brain. Instead, he relied on hard work to cultivate his Hoho to a level comparable to the third seat.
This desire to live made even Lod speechless.
However, Tony did not know it. He even planned to rge Hoho and Kido into his God-Killing ch.
Ding, ding, ding, ding.
In the amusent park under the Seireitei, two black figures crossed each other.
When sword's blade collided with each other, brilliant sparks burst out. Along with the piercing sound of tal clashing against tal, the strong wind created by the collision between the two groups of Spiritual Power raged and howled, causing cracks to appear on the flat ground.
Nemu sat on top of a protruding boulder, her fair and clear little feet swaying slightly. In her left hand was a four-story hamburger that was bigger than her face, and in her right hand was a big coke filled with ice. She enjoyed the intense battle between the two parties.
The two sides of the battle were Lod and Tony.
This was the 'graduation exam' that Lod had set for Tony. As long as he could last for three minutes under his command, then Tony's training would be perfect.
If not, then he would continue to train.
In this one month, Tony had to learn a lot of knowledge every day, and he had to endure high-intensity battles.
Fortunately, Lod was proficient in replying, otherwise, before the training was completed, Tony felt that he would have to die a hundred to eighty tis.
If there was a dicine for regret, Tony could not wait to cross over to the past and give himself a hard slap. He wanted you to have a cheap mouth and co here to suffer!
In order to end this trip to Hell, Tony could be said to have put in a lot of effort. He had to pass the test at all costs. If he was trained by Lod for another half a month, he even suspected that he might beco crazy.
"Co on, big pervert!"
Nemu saw the excitent and raised the cola and hamburger in his small hands, shouting for Tony, "Don't lose to big brother. If you hold on a little longer, you will pass the test soon!"
"I know!"
Tony only focused on answering Nemu, but in the end, he accidentally made a mistake, and there was another bloody wound on his chest.
"You are quite brave ---When you fight with , you dare to be distracted?" Lod waved sword to get rid of the blood. There was a faint smile on his face, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He said, "If there is a next ti, it will not be as simple as just a wound."
"Gulp."
Tony swallowed his saliva and quickly raised sword to assu a posture. "I... I got it!"
After a month of interaction, he knew that Lod was serious. If he dared to be distracted again, Lod's next target would definitely be his neck.
"This is the end of the entertainnt program. Show your true ability. Otherwise, you will die." Lod held the short sword that was only a few inches long, his eyes narrowed into a line, and there seed to be coldness surging in them.
At this mont, Tony felt a chill run down his spine.
A cold and sticky feeling crept up his muscles inch by inch, like a poisonous snake hidden in a bush, finally revealing its cold fangs.
Although that sword looked short, Tony did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
In the few battles he had fought in the past month, the abnormally fast sword blade almost made him suffer. There were at least seventy to eighty holes in his body, all of them pierced through by this sword.
"Phew. I understand!" Tony did not hesitate and chose the Shikai. "Show yourself, Hephaestus!"
Boom!
Spiritual Power, who had been accumulating for a long ti, suddenly exploded like a fire mountain!
The surging flas mixed with the gushing lava, instantly raising the temperature in the amusent park by dozens of degrees. The tal substance extracted from the ground was gradually lted and ford under Tony's control.
"Huh?"
Lod was slightly stunned, and his expression was a bit strange.
It was not because of Tony's Spiritual Power, but the shape of the tal that had been remodeled by the flas. It looked very much like a cannon!
The tal material that was brought out from the ground had been remodeled by the flas of Hephaestus and turned into a dark giant cannon. The height of the cannon was about fifteen ters, and the length of the cannon was astonishing fifty ters. The diater of the cannon was about eight hundred milliters.
This thing looked a little familiar?
Lod thought for a mont and suddenly rembered that this was not the Ancient Cannon created by Hitler during the Second World War.
"Hehehe."
Tony jumped onto the giant cannon and revealed a sly smile at Lod. "Have you ever heard of this saying? A caliber is justice and a cannon is the truth?"
"..."
Lod looked down at his sword, and then looked at the battery comparable to a war beast. His heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
I thought Soi Fon's Bankai was exaggerated enough. Now it seems that the most exaggerated is still Tony. With this guy's zanpakuto and IQ, he will not really make hundreds of nuclear bombs in the future, and then see who will co to wash the ground with a wave of artillery?
It seems that there is such a possibility!
Lod suddenly felt a little pain in the ass. If Tony is crazy in Soul Society, Seireitei will not be razed to the ground!
"Soone once said that the best weapon is a weapon that doesn't need to be used." Tony clenched the burning Helian Feis and looked at the book. The color of gold flowed in his eyes. Spiritual Power gathered on the black hamr like a storm. He took a deep breath and said, "But I don't think so. The best weapon should only need to be used once!"
"Let solemnly introduce it to you. This is my latest invention!"
"It belongs to the God-killing system, and its power is comparable to the cannon of 'Zeus' - Hercules!"
"Of course, I also integrated a little gadget, such as... Kido!"
"Kido?"
Lod raised his eyebrows and showed an interested look. "Then I would like to see how powerful this move of yours is."
"I will satisfy your wish!"
Tony grinned and began to chant an incantation. "Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and beco the wind, stop and beco the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle, Hadō #63. Raikōhō!"
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