Hearing Mako Hirako's question, Muyang Kimura showed a smile on his lips.

"The next period of time will not be as easy as it is now."

"A practical battle that has been missing for a hundred years."

Seeing the smile on Muyang Kimura's mouth, Mako Hirako's face turned bitter.

"It's so troublesome."

"But my body is really stiff. It's really not possible to continue like this. There's really nothing we can do. Let's feel the feeling of fighting for a long time."

"I'm going to bother you, Xiao Ba. The tasks for the next period of time may be very tiring. After all, it's not easy to completely isolate the fluctuations emitted by the captain-level battle."

"nothing."

Akita Boxuan showed a honest expression on his face, "I also need some exercise. After hearing what you said, it would be impossible not to exercise well."

"Okay, then that's it. Everyone will be busy from tomorrow."

Muyang Kimura made the decision, and then looked at each other with a smile in his eyes. They all saw each other's decision.

"Well, although you are not very clear about what you are talking about, you seem to be planning something, and it seems to be very troublesome."

Stark had taken off the hat he had worn on his head at some point, and he was rubbing his head and messing up his hair that had been neatly maintained.

As he walked slowly over, Stark had a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

"Although your affairs sound very troublesome, and I hate troubles the most. But since this is your business for Kimura, I think I still have to help."

"Oh?" Mako Hirako looked at Stark in surprise, "The lazy Stark would actually ask for help on his own initiative, it's a strange thing!"

"Well. You are not qualified to say that to others. - That's not possible. Although you are afraid of trouble and don't like fighting, it also depends on the situation. If it's Kimura's business, even if you feel troublesome, you still have to bite the bullet."

"I said, Stark, don't say it so sensational, okay. It seems like there is an affair between you two. If you continue to say it, I think Nan will be jealous."

Rishili came here at some point. He looked at Stark and said with disgust.

Hearing Hieri's joke, Muyang Kimura and Naruto Suzuki's faces did not change at all, and Stark had no reaction at all, as if he had not heard it.

Seeing these three people, they were not moved. It seemed as if they hadn't heard it. Rishili curled his lips boredly, it was really meaningless.

"But what I care more is that Aizen is really as powerful as Kimura, you said?"

Hearing Hieri's question, Muyang Kimura smiled and said to her: "Anyway, if you have the same level as you, you can just deliver vegetables and you will probably be killed instantly."

"You guy!"

Hearing Muyang Kimura's answer, Riseri's face changed and she shouted that she was about to rush forward to make Muyang Kimura look good.

"Wait. Rishili!"

Hirako Mako hugged Hiroshiri quickly and did not let her rush forward.

"Let me go. Mako, you bald man!"

Being hugged by Hirako Mako, Hirato could only vent his dissatisfaction at Muyang Kimura, slightly venting his dissatisfaction.

"Sir Kimura, can I help me?"

Hearing the discussion here, Helibel walked over and said respectfully to Muyang Kimura, his tone as respectful as before, as when he first met a hundred years ago.

"Hribel, this is our battle, a battle that has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to get involved."

Muyang Kimura looked at Helibel and shook his head. This battle was a battle between himself, Urahara Kisuke and everyone from the Kamen Legion and Aizen. There was no relationship between this battle and Helibel and the others, and there was no need for them to get involved in this battle.

"But Stark"

“Stark doesn’t have to be involved.”

Muyang Kimura interrupted Helibel. Not to mention that they had no reason to fight, just talk about Aizen. Without Stark and Helibel, I don’t know what else his Ten Blade Legion could do. He should be enough to solve them. There is no need to let Stark and Helibel fight.

"You don't like fighting at all. Although you have strong strength, you are born with rejection of fighting. A peaceful and stable life is what you like. There is no need to force yourself to participate in unnecessary battles."

"but"

Helibel hesitated, but he stopped talking.

"but"

"Although you don't need to participate in the battle, I still have something to ask you."

"Please give me instructions!"

Hearing Muyang's words from Kimura, Helibel spoke without hesitation.

"I may have to ask you and Stark to help us practice during this period. After all, I have been away from actual combat for hundreds of years. If I want to restore my combat effectiveness, nothing can be better than fighting a powerful opponent."

"I see."

Helibel nodded and said nothing, but the expression on her face had already shown her will.

"That's good, prepare to close."

Muyang Kimura picked up the cup on the table, raised his head and drank it all, then stood up and said to Helibel.

"I just know!"

Mako Hirako slapped her forehead, looking bitter and helpless.

"It really fits Kimura's style of doing things, and is always so decisive."

The bitter face of Hyeko Mako was different. The others understood his plan the moment they heard Muyang Kimura's words. As soon as Muyang Kimura finished speaking, everyone was ready, and Apachi and the other two had already cleaned up the store outside and were closing the door.

"Let's go, bald man!"

Everyone walked into the small yard behind. Seeing Mako Hirako who was still holding his forehead and sighing, Hirako Hirako unceremoniously slapped him on the face, leaving a big slap on his face. Then, regardless of the two blood flowing from Mako Hirako's nose, he grabbed his collar and pulled him to the backyard.

"Let me go, Rishiri, you fool!"

Hirako Mako was pulled on his collar, and Hirako was shouting loudly, but it didn't work at all. Hirako seemed to have an unheard of it and walked backwards, regardless of Hirako Mako's dissatisfaction.

"Swish~~"

The door of the backyard was suddenly pushed open, and the people who were originally doing their own things had already stood up at some point. The lazy aura on their bodies was swept away, and they were all ready to go, all of them looking full of energy.

With his eyes glanced at everyone, Muyang Kimura's mouth slightly raised, looking at everyone standing there, "It seems that everyone is ready."

"That's of course. We have never forgotten what happened back then. I remember everything clearly in my mind. I'm about to face a big war. How could I continue to be indifferent? I'm waiting to see Aizen again and give him a big gift."

Seeing the undisguised hatred on the faces of the friends present, Muyang Kimura's eyes also became a little heavier. As expected, the harm Aizen caused to them could only be washed through his blood.

"A few months are enough. Let's prepare a big gift for Aizen. Of course, the reward is his life."

"Nan, Xiao Ba."

"I see."

Akita Boxuan responded softly, then folded his hands together, a thin yellow wall spread out from the palm of his hand, and then suddenly expanded to cover the entire coffee shop. As a dark light flashed, the entire coffee shop became faintly visible. Although there was no change there, those who walked past outside would unconsciously ignore this place.

Suzuki Nan stretched out her hand and held her palm, as if she had grabbed something in the void. With the entire coffee shop as the center, invisible thin filaments spread out, and then hid in the void, unable to touch or perceive.

Muyang Kimura looked at Suzuki Naru. After receiving her reply, he turned around and nodded at Quanxi. The latter walked to an inconspicuous place in the courtyard behind him, squatted down, reached out to fumble on the ground for a while, grabbed a place and pulled it suddenly.

As the Quanxi stretched out his hand, an object on the ground was pulled open, revealing a bottomless hole hidden below. There were neat stairs at the entrance. Although the hole was hidden very secretly, the stairs leading to the bottom were repaired very grandly.

"Let's go, I haven't been down there for a long time."

Seeing the hole exposed below, Quanxi took the lead and walked downward as he spoke. As Quanxi stepped into the ground, the lights installed on both sides of the stairs lit up, illuminating the stairs very brightly.

"Kimura, you are really, just a staircase down. It's so beautifully built. Isn't it necessary?"

Walking on the stairs, Mako Hirako looked at the stairs that were well-built and couldn't help but curl her lips and complain.

"No, I think the stairs look so beautiful."

While following everyone, Kunanbai slowly walked downwards, he reached out and touched the things on both sides of the road curiously, looking like a curious baby. When he heard Mako Hirako's words, Kunanbai took his eyes back from the aisles on both sides and looked at Mako Hirako and said.

"You didn't come down to repair it at that time. Of course, you said that. We did it for a long time before we did it."

Looking at Ku Nanbai with a innocent face, Mako Hirako really didn't know what she should say. She obviously didn't do anything at that time, but she was still talking sarcastic about it, but she looked innocent and innocent on her face, which really made her not know how to say she was good.

Just as they were having fun and fighting, everyone had already walked through that section of the stairs and came to the training ground located underground.
Chapter completed!