Chapter 20 - I Have Zanpakuto - NovelsTime

I Have Zanpakuto

Chapter 20

Author: dao jian
updatedAt: 2025-06-20

"Just no one, try to create spiral pills back!"

    Zhang Han could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He stretched out his right hand full of wounds and slowly injected spiritual pressure.

    In the college, I have learned the most basic way of returning. Therefore, Zhang Han is no stranger to the Lingzi arrangement of returning.

    Not long ago, a small light green ball appeared in the palm and kept rotating.

    At this step, Zhang Han began to carefully absorb Lingzi and inject it into the spiral pill. This time, it''s not as violent as breaking the Tao. The gentle nature of returning the Tao ensures the stability of the spiral pill.

    As Lingzi absorbed more and more, the light green ball in his palm became larger and larger and rotated faster and faster... When Kankan reached the edge of his five fingers, Zhang Han stopped absorbing Lingzi, which had reached the limit that Zhang Han could control.

    "Just don''t know how powerful it is. Try it!"

    Zhang Han squatted down, turned his right hand and gently pressed it on the ground.

    Silent

    The light green spiral pill sinks rapidly, the hard floor is cut like tofu, and a round hole the size of a palm is formed under the palm. The spiritual pressure sensed that the spiral pill dissipated because of the depletion of energy until it was about five meters underground.

    succeed!!!!!

    Even if Zhang Han did his best to show the crescent sky rush, the gully would be five or six meters deep. Unexpectedly, the created huidao spiral pill can have such strong destructive power!

    Different from the direct impact and explosion of breaking the Tao, Zhang Han felt that huidao spiral pill was a little similar to the dark strength in martial arts novels. It broke into the opponent''s body and directly damaged the opponent''s internal organs. This is definitely a surprise attack and assassination!

    "What are you doing? Zhang Hanjun!"

    A gentle voice came. Zhang Han couldn''t help shivering. His body felt as if he had been stared at by some kind of wild beast. The cold and darkness enveloped the body. It seemed that if there was a slight change, it would be swallowed up by it.

    Zhang Han stood up slowly, endured the goose bumps on his body and grinned awkwardly.

    "Sister Hua, you''re here..."

    The advantage of frequent injuries in the past six months is that they have become familiar with the people of the sifan team, and so is Mao Zhihua lie.

    "What I asked is, Zhang Hanjun, what are you doing here? Why do you want to destroy the team house of sifan team?" Mao Zhihua asked again with a calm face.

    "Ah? This... This..."

    Zhang Han opened his mouth awkwardly, his mouth was mushy, and fine sweat had seeped from his head.

    Although Mao Zhihua lie has always been very calm and hasn''t even released the spiritual pressure, who knows whether he will directly untie the braided braid on his chest, incarnate eight thousand streams of Mao Zhihua, draw his sword and poke hundreds of holes in Zhang Han''s body in the next second.

    Glancing at the round hole on the floor under his feet, Zhang Han was in a hurry, turned his right palm, released a return spiral pill again and pressed it on the ground.

    "That''s how it was destroyed!!!"

    It''s like a mother asking a child, ''how did you break the bowl?'' the child directly picked up the bowl and threw it on the ground, ''that''s how it was broken''!

    When Zhang Han made a round hole of the same size on the ground, he fell into the bottom of the valley and was ready to be poked with hundreds of holes.

    "Eh? Is this... A reply?"

    The flower of Mao is very frightened and uncertain. The light green ball is clearly the spiritual pressure of returning to the Tao, but it has such terrible destructive power!

    "Yes, sister Hua, this is the non singing ghost Road, spiral pill I created with Hui Tao!" Zhang Han stretched out his right palm, condensed a spiral pill in the palm, and showed off in his mouth.

    "The non singing ghost road is created by using the principle of high-speed rotation and the softness and stability of the return road."

    Mao Zhihua saw the principle at a glance. He turned his palm and tried several times to successfully condense a spiral pill.

    Looking at Mao Zhihua lie''s easy use of spiral pills, Zhang Han''s eyes are almost staring out.

    Hello, sister Hua, is it really good to brazenly plagiarize each other''s research results in front of the original author and not even ask for instructions?

    "It has reached the level of advanced ghost way." Mao Zhihua tried several times with great interest, then dispersed the spirit pressure and said happily, "I didn''t expect that the way used for treatment can also have such great destructive power. Zhang Hanjun''s idea is really unique and surprising!"

    "No, if it weren''t for Yongyin''s reminder, I wouldn''t have thought of using huidao to create spiral pills." at this point, Zhang Han could only reply with a bitter face.

    "Thanks for Zhang Hanjun''s contribution to the sifan team!" Mao Zhihua turned his voice and narrowed his eyes. "Although I can use it, it''s because the control of spiritual pressure is relatively high. I think Zhang Hanjun has his own cultivation method. Then, please tell me the method of cultivating back to Tao spiral pill!"

    what?!

    Shameless! Outrageous! Bullying people with potential

    Zhang Han wants to use all the bad words created by human beings on each other. Of course, he doesn''t dare to say it

    After a year''s hard experiment, I made wedding clothes for others!

    The baby''s heart is bitter, the baby doesn''t say! I dare not say!

    In front of him, he is called the greatest villain in history. If Zhang Han dares to say "no" to meet him, it is definitely the terrible 8000 flow sword technique.

    ……

    The next day, Zhang Hancai fled and left the Magic Cave of sifan team.

    reason?

    According to Mao Zhihua lie''s saying, he destroyed the sifan team house and tried to repair it by himself.

    Due to the obscene power of sister Hua, Zhang Han had to repair the two underground holes before leaving.

    "Damn it! I gave such a small thing to my spiral pill, hum!"

    His mouth was indignant. In fact, Zhang Han had already laughed in his heart.

    There is no other reason. The pamphlet in his hand is Mao Zhihua''s experience in cultivating kendo. This legendary artifact is not comparable to a mere spiral pill.

    In the corpse and soul world, most of the gods of death mainly practice soul chopping sabres. Therefore, they major in fencing, white fighting and instant step. As for ghost Dao, it only plays an auxiliary role. After all, no matter how powerful the ghost road is, it is still a little not enough to see the beginning and end of the soul chopping knife.

    In Zhang Han''s mind, the spiral pill without changing its properties is just a semi-finished product. It''s definitely profitable to exchange a semi-finished product for Mao Zhihua''s experience of kendo.

    Of course, in Mao Zhihua''s heart, the value of spiral pill is immeasurable.

    Spiral pill has the advantages of instant, no singing, low consumption and great power. It can be used from the captain level God of death to the ordinary God of death.

    Compared with the strict requirements of advanced ghost Road, spiral pill is more conducive to promotion.

    What''s more, the spiral pill created by Zhang Han uses the principle of huidao, which breaks the inherent cognition of the whole corpse soul world. Huidao, which was originally only used for treatment, can also be used for combat!

    It''s like everyone knows to eat with chopsticks. Few people will think of killing with chopsticks, not to mention turning chopsticks into swords.

    With the spiral pill, the members of the sifan team can also have a certain combat effectiveness in the future.

    Therefore, in the heart of Mao Zhihua lie, the value of spiral pill is greater than his own Kendo experience.

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