Pirate's Infinite Wings

Uo Zhi Hua Lie is different from ordinary women, a beauty like a mandeshiko, Fang Lang has no idea at all if she wants to get her heart.

"Headache, you can't be cute or pretending to be tender. Use your strength to get the other party to face it, and she won't eat this one." Fang Lang touched his chin, frowning slightly, "May I ask for help? Forget it, or not for now. Urgently, with my current strength, I will only be regarded as a junior. The prerequisite for liking is equality, at least reaching the captain level first, and before that, I will gain favorability."

Mindful of this, Fang Lang temporarily left this behind and began to observe his opponent.

Compared with one-year-olds, six-year-olds are very strong, and there is not much difference between them and ordinary death.

Although it is not as simple as the first Xing Army Reserve before, there are only two ways to beat these people without being limited to kendo.

First, quickly learn more advanced ghost ways, reaching at least 30.

Second, quickly Zeng Qiang's own spiritual pressure is at least equal to that of the opponent, so that he can use his rich combat experience and swordsmanship to crush these people.

"The first point is difficult to say, simple is not easy, or the second point is more realistic. In that case, go forward together." Fang Lang thought secretly.

When he was about to leave, Fang Lang's cell phone vibrated.

As he walked, Fang Lang picked it up suspiciously. As soon as he was connected, his sister Fang Le'er's voice came from the other side.

"Asshole brother, where have you been, haven't been home all day!"

Fang Lang was startled, this call could be made from the earth to the corpse soul world, it was incredible.

As for the whole day his sister said, Fang Lang already understood that one day in the earth world is almost equal to one month in the two-dimensional world.

"I'm going to be the god of death, and I will go home after a while, and I told Hancock, didn't she tell you?"

"Reaper?" Fang Le'er's voice paused, and she suddenly became interested, "What is that?"

"Ha... don't think I will take you to play with you. If you want to study hard, then hang up first." Fang Lang's eyes twitched, Fang Le'er only needs to push his butt, and he knows what his sister wants to do. Rejected and hung up.

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That night, there was a secret room somewhere in the Seorei Garden Fifth Division.

The results of the competitions of each grade and group of the Mao Spiritual Academy have already come out. At this time, the report of the results has been placed in front of Aizen.

"That kid really made it." Ichimaru Gin whispered from the side, "To be honest, it was unexpected."

"Interesting, now that you have qualified, you can observe it in the next grades." Airan said with a smile: "The average annual is definitely not his opponent."

After all, one group per year is a special improvement class, which belongs to the top group, and the first place in this group is almost equivalent to the first grade.

"Do you want to arrange it?" Ichimarugin asked.

"Already prepared." Aizen smiled gently, turned and opened the door on one side, and walked into a room that looked like a basement.

Inside, a college student was sitting on his knees.

"Captain Aizen, Captain Ichimarugin!"

"What's your name?" Aizen said softly.

"Return to Captain Lan Ran, my name is Yanghui Xiangjing. I am a one-year-old. In this class match, I won the first place in the three groups." The man claiming to be Yanghui Xiangjing was excited. Given his potential, when he thought of joining the fifth division immediately, he couldn't help himself with excitement.

"Academy student Xiang Jing Yanghui, I watched your game. Your potential is very good. Would you like to join the fifth division?" Airan asked with a magnetic voice.

"Yes! I am willing to follow your footsteps!" Xiangjing Yanghui threw his head to the ground excitedly.

Ichimaru Gin looked at everything with a smile and said nothing. He knew that Ai Ran wouldn't like this kind of college student with mediocre potential. All this was for Fang Lang to test the other's potential.

"Look up, there is no need to lower your head." Ai Ran said warmly, "However, it is not enough to be the first in the class. You need to get the first in the grade. You have to defeat other opponents."

"Want to get first in grade?!" Xiangjing Yanghui seemed to be poured cold water.

"Don't worry, your biggest opponent is one team per year. Before that, I will train you. Come and look here." As he said, Ai Ran slowly withdrew the Zanpaku Knife from his waist and acted as Xiang Jingyang. When Hui's eyes locked on it, Aizen whispered, "Broken it, Jinghua Shuyue!"

As he finished speaking, Ai Ran took out a shiny diamond the size of a thumb.

After a while, everything was calm.

Ichimaru Gin's eyes squinted and glanced at the Bengyu in Aizen's hand. After a while, he whispered, "Now that kid is going to suffer. It's really exciting. What will happen..."

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A week later.

In the forest to the north of Seorei Garden, almost all annuals gather here.

A group of Mizuki Mizukawa stopped outside the barrier this year, and said to Fang Lang beside him: "I will explain to you the rules of this grade competition. Take this first."

With that, he handed out a wooden epaulette with a ribbon tied to it, which seemed to be tied to his arm.

Fang Lang took a look, and on the top of the epaulette, the words "one group per year" were written.

"This thing must not be robbed by other contestants." Mizuki said seriously: "Once you are robbed, you will lose your qualifications. This time, the match is not one-on-one, but a forest melee of 32 people. The way to win is also different. Only get more than half of the epaulettes."

"So troublesome?" Fang Lang was startled slightly, "Something's wrong, this seems to be aimed at me?"

"It's not for you, it's for a group of each grade." Mizuki patted Fang Lang on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "If you are in a one-on-one arena, there will be no suspense in the competition, and there will be no chance for others to perform. , This time, you may face multiple opponents."

"I will become everyone's primary goal. I understand this." Fang Lang grinned, he couldn't ask for it. The more people look for him, the faster his promotion will be. "Then, I will go first."

Putting on the epaulettes, Fang Lang stretched out his hand and pressed it on the void, and suddenly disappeared as if he passed through an invisible barrier...