Kuroi had been away for a while. An Extended Patrol in Africa, Just what he needed to soothe his nerves. Not only that, but the patrol in egypt had allowed him to practice controling more and more sand with his shikai. In a sense, He was invincable in a desert such as hueco mundo or the Sarhara.
Kuroi had been training hard, but now that he was relived and back in soul society he was teaching. Teaching kidou to the students who had little to no expericence. In effect a tutor of sorts. Kuroi had been teaching shinigami hopefuls to grasp kidou all day. Now it was time to unwind.
Kuroi walked out to one of the larger, and be cause of the frequented combat here, a barren and sandy place.
"This is probably the most sand in soul society" Kuroi mused.
Kuroi made sure that he was in a place where he wouldnt catch any fledgling shinigami in his shikai's power and decided to give it a whirl.
"Hakai Shinasai, Mudashu!" Kuroi shouted, making dust spray up as his undrawn zanpaktou elongated and started the familiar glow of his "life sand". Kuroi settled the sand and made it orbit around his feet, requiring little to no effort. He smiled, He would have fun doing during this training session even if he was by himself.