I formed the strongest swordsman group

From the perspective of passers-by, the comparison between the people in Qingdeng's camp and those in the Ronin camp is simply subtle.

The rogues are not only young and middle-aged who are at their peak of strength. Moreover, everyone wore bright knives on their waists, and even the number had an absolute advantage. There were 13 people, nearly three times that of Qingdeng's group, which only had 5 people.

On the other hand, Qingdeng and others... 3 out of 5 people are women.

Among the 3 women, only the very beautiful woman is an adult, and the other two are completely little girls, and they look like they are just over 10 years old.

Those who carried weapons were the only two men, Qingdeng and Tokugawa Iemo.

Although the former couldn't see his face, but judging from his body shape and his voice, he should be a grown man.

As for the latter... the immature voice, the facial features that have not yet fully developed, all proclaim that this person is just a half-grown boy who is probably under 15 years old.

A pair of adult men and women + a pair of Lolita + a young lady... Such a lineup does not seem to be able to compete with the opposite ronin group.

Among the onlookers, at least half of them believed that Qingdeng and others would definitely suffer.

Some people who are less courageous have even closed their eyes beforehand, for fear of seeing the cruel scene of severed limbs scattered and blood splattered everywhere.

However... the scene that was presented in the end surprised everyone present.

Not only did one of Qingdeng's team survive, but the other was not injured, and they won a complete victory.

On the contrary, the rogues were quickly brought down like chopping melons and vegetables.

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Ordinary people seldom have the opportunity to witness the heroic posture of martial arts masters when they make a move. Have they ever seen such a scene where one is against ten and one is against a hundred?

Therefore, it is only a matter of course that the rioting crowd gradually calmed down due to the overflowing shock.

Bunches of gazes full of astonishment, astonishment, and disbelief focused on Qing Deng, who almost single-handedly knocked down so many ronin.

This silent atmosphere did not last long.

After a while, the surrounding area, which was so quiet that one could clearly hear a needle dropping to the ground, gradually recovered human voices and movements.

The crowd agitated without being too ostentatious.

It was as if the paused time started to flow again.

"Hey, hey, who is that person? What a wonderful skill..."

"Looking at their attire, they should be travelers from other places."

"Traveler? But the accent I heard from that expert was a very standard Edo accent."

"Maybe this person is a bodyguard and guide hired from the local area?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing..."

"Too, too powerful... One day, I want to become such a powerful swordsman."

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The gossip and gossip of other people continued to flow into Qingdeng's ears.

Qingdeng had already experienced similar situations countless times, so his state of mind was not at all affected by the amazement and praise pouring in from all directions. He turned his head calmly to look at the last three remaining The downed ronin.

Sensing Qingdeng's gaze, the three ronin turned their heads in unison and looked at each other.

The three of you look at me, and I look at you.

In the next breath, the two of them made the same move with a tacit understanding - they didn't even say hello, and they didn't even have time to withdraw their knives, they turned around in unison, and they were ready to escape from this place.

If their opponent was only Qingdeng, and they adopted the strategy of escaping separately, then at least one of them might really be able to escape successfully.

After all, no matter how fast Qingdeng's footsteps are, he is the only one in the end.

Magical spells such as avatar and teleportation do not exist in this world.

Chasing two people who are running away separately with one's own strength is always easy to fall into the dilemma of being powerless.

It's just...the prerequisite for this matter to be established is that their opponent must be Qingdeng alone.

The next moment when they turned around, out of the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of a particularly petite figure that seemed to have burrowed under their bellies.

Before they looked down to check the situation——

"Cough! Cough cough!!"

"Pfft! Mmm..."

The double sisters, who were always paying attention to the battle situation, immediately stepped forward when they saw someone trying to escape, and respectively got under the belly of the two ronin who wanted to escape, and both of them flew up with one leg. imprinted on their chests.

With two cries of pain and groans falling, the two ronin who failed to escape and died before they left, their cheeks were swollen red from the pain, they clutched the kicked parts tightly, their bodies bent like shrimps .

The ronin who has not been subdued is... one.

Qingdeng, Sazhong and Yae raised their gazes one after another, focusing on the last survivor—after a closer look, Qingdeng found out that this person was still a handsome uncle.

About forty years old, with a broad face, a square mouth, a dignified appearance, and a burly figure.

Although the face is covered with vicissitudes of life, the traces of these years not only did not damage the beauty of this person's face, but also added to him a feeling of "experienced countless joys, sorrows and sorrows in the world". Mature charm.

However... the fly in the ointment is that this person's complexion is too bad.

Sunken cheeks and a sallow complexion—signs of a long absence from regular, regular meals.

Eye bags are large and puffy, and the eyes are cloudy—a sign of excess sex.

The handsome uncle did not run away, nor did he surrender.

He had been holding the knife since just now, and standing still, he quietly turned his eyes around, and after scanning the faces of Qingdeng and the second sister, he faced Qingdeng, raised the knife, Put on a posture of mirroring your heart and being wise.

The moment the handsome uncle set up the knife, Qingdeng and the Erzhong sisters raised their eyebrows at the same time because they saw the interesting scene.

In the martial arts world of the Edo period, there was a common term called "dojo sword".

As the name suggests, it is the swordsmanship honed in the dojo.

Proficient in dojo swords - this matter itself is understandable, after all, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he is trained in the dojo.

However, being too proficient... or being too used to dojo swords can easily lead to a problem, that is, not knowing how to use real swords.

There is an essential difference in weight between bamboo swords, wooden knives and real knives.

Therefore, when holding these two kinds of knives, it is necessary to adjust the center of gravity of the body to different degrees.

People who are accustomed to using dojo swords suddenly change their grips to real swords, often because they are not used to the weight change of real swords, resulting in the inability to exert their original strength well.

That's why there are always so many people who have excellent practice results in the dojo, but once they start a real sword duel with others, they lose ugly.

In order to prevent the apprentices from being reduced to the embarrassing situation where they can only play swords in the dojo and cannot use real ones, many dojos will be equipped with specially aggravated bamboo swords and wooden knives.

For example, in Qingdeng’s Happy Hometown: Trial Guard Hall, there is a giant wooden knife nearly 1.5 meters long, with a blade thicker than an adult’s arm.

The weight of this knife is almost the same as that of a real knife. It is specially designed for advanced apprentices with a certain level to exercise their arm strength and get used to the weight of real knives.

Whether it's Qingdeng or the Erzhong sisters, they are all warriors who have neither martial arts realm nor actual combat experience, so it can be seen at a glance that the handsome uncle is not someone to be taken lightly.

I saw the handsome uncle's two feet, like twisted tree roots, firmly tied to the ground.

Especially the heel, which fits closely with the red earth ground.

People who only use dojo swords on weekdays often make a wrong habit, that is, when standing, the front of the foot is on the ground, and the back heel is floating.

And what the handsome uncle is currently adopting is a person who clearly knows the weight of the real knife, so he will choose a more stable posture to tie the lower body.

"...Junior." Yae said, "Do you need our help?"

"No. No need." Qingdeng smiled, and answered without thinking: "Leave it to me."

After finishing speaking, Qingdeng used Xia Duan's structure to stabilize the knife.

Obviously he has become a bare-handed commander, and he is at such a disadvantage that he has to fight with one enemy and three, but he still has the courage to fight with a sword... unexpectedly he has a lot of backbone.

In response to Uncle Shuai's bravery, Qingdeng decided to meet him in person.

"Haha!"

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, the handsome uncle yelled, and slashed at Qingdeng with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, his blade approached Qingdeng's forehead.

Sure enough, as Qingdeng and the Erzhong sisters expected, this handsome uncle is indeed a master swordsman who does not lack experience in using real knives.

Just the whole set of movements from his stepping close to hitting Qingdeng's face with a knife is enough to make most of the swordsmanship practitioners in the world far behind.

Qingdeng raised his eyebrows, relying on his "Eagle Eye + 1" eyesight, he accurately captured the uncle's sword path in an instant, and raised his knife to block it.

Just listen to the intersection of gold and iron, clang.

Sparks fly in the afternoon sun.

In the next breath, Qingdeng took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack, swinging his saber at the left shoulder of the handsome uncle who had just stood still.

Although Qingdeng used the back of the saber, the thick and hard back of the saber was basically the same as that of an iron mace.

Being hit on the shoulder by such a big piece of iron is no joke.

If the handsome uncle hadn't erected the blade in time and blocked the blow with the blade, he would definitely have suffered a broken shoulder bone.

As soon as the attack was neutralized, Qingdeng retracted the knife quickly, and then sent out a second attack.

When Qingdeng slashed over for the second time, the handsome uncle dodged away.

I saw that in his dodging movements, the power of pursuit was stored.

The moment he took a step back and hid from Qingdeng's blade, he stepped forward and slashed at Qingdeng's waist.

However, at almost the same time that the handsome uncle's knife was slashing, a gleaming and shiny back of the knife rushed up from bottom to top like a waterfall against the current!

The back of this knife that rushed up was much faster and sharper than the knife that the handsome uncle struck! It can be called unstoppable!

Qingdeng's upward thrusts parried the handsome uncle's knife, and then the back of the knife went straight to the handsome uncle's chin without losing momentum.

The commander-in-chief turned his head to the right as if trying to wring his own neck, barely dodging Qingdeng's attack.

The cold back of the knife brushed against the handsome uncle's cheek, and there was a burning sensation on his face.

The postures of the two are a little messy now. In order to regroup, both of them jumped away at the same time, drawing a distance of four steps.

The two of you have gone through so many tricks, it seems like a long time has passed. But in essence, the above-mentioned fierce battles only happened between the fingers.

The onlookers who were watching around forcefully were all stunned at the moment.

There are countless people with their mouths so wide that their jaws seem to be falling to the ground.

Their eyes couldn't keep up with the movements of Qingdeng and the handsome uncle.

They couldn't see clearly how Qing Deng and Shuai Shuai swung their knives.

From their perspective, they only saw the handsome uncle approaching Qingdeng first, and then saw a bunch of afterimages swaying between the two of them.

When he came back to his senses, the two in the battle had already staggered.

Common people in the city who haven't seen the world much are easy to make a fuss.

For example, Tokugawa Iemo, Tenzhangin and others who were used to seeing masters duel, their expressions were very calm.

——Worthy of being a swordsman of Jingxin Zhizhi, whether it is the movement of attacking with the sword, or the posture of defending with the sword, they are all so elegant.

After feeling deeply in his heart about the high-impact style of Jingxin Zhiliu, who is often hailed as the "most beautiful school", Qing Deng breathed out, and then slowly raised the knife held in front of him in the middle section , Switch the stance to full attack power, but the waist is completely defenseless, and the opponent will take advantage of it if you are not careful, causing the upper part of the waist to be injured.

After the brief confrontation just now, Qingdeng already has a certain grasp of Uncle Shuai's skill level.

What is certain is that the handsome uncle is quite outstanding.

According to Qingdeng's personal estimation, Uncle Shuai undoubtedly possesses a strong and solid sword enough to be exempted from passing on and open a hall to teach apprentices.

It's just...although the skills are there, the physical strength is quite insufficient.

One is because of advanced age. Physical strength is greatly weakened by aging.

The fist is afraid of the young - the sword is also afraid of the young.

Second, because of the long-term rogue life of lack of food and indulgence, the body of the handsome uncle was hollowed out.

When the handsome uncle slashed at him for the first time, Qingdeng already noticed that his footsteps were very sloppy.

Moreover, after only swinging the knife a few times, his breathing began to become short of breath.

It is an unchanging truth that the weaker party needs to make quick decisions as soon as possible before his physical strength is exhausted.

It is impossible for a swordsman like Uncle Shuai not to understand this, and Qingdeng is sure: Uncle Shuai definitely wants to decide the winner quickly.

The reason why Qingdeng switched the sword-wielding stance to strengthen the attack power but weaken the defensive ability is to deliberately lure the handsome uncle to attack, and force the handsome uncle to show his flaws or flaws.

Sure enough, after seeing Qingdeng's change of posture, the handsome uncle's brows twitched immediately, and his expression suddenly changed.

He looked at Qingdeng's feet, it seemed that he was visually measuring the distance between himself and Qingdeng, and was thinking about how to knock Qingdeng down.

The second stage between the two unfolded suddenly and silently.

Crack——!

The handsome uncle stomped on the ground, rubbing the soles of his feet on the ground, shortening the distance between him and Qingdeng.

He was about to lift up the knife dragged on the left side of his body, and perform a reverse cassock cut.

Unexpectedly, a knife with a speed higher than him slashed down from above his head, the knife's momentum was like a rainbow!

The handsome uncle snorted coldly, slid his feet lightly and sensitively, and moved his body half a step sideways, while avoiding Qingdeng's "Splitting Huashan with Strength", he slashed at Qingdeng's Tianling Gai, with the audible sword on the blade. A frightening cold murderous look.

Qingdeng tilted his body to the side, dodging the handsome man's attack, and then delivered the first counterattack and the second counterattack with smooth and flowing movements.

The continuous slashing and attacking made the handsome uncle's movements of his hands and feet gradually become chaotic.

Uncle Shuai wanted to temporarily withdraw from the chaotic war, so he pretended to be defeated and sold Qingdeng a fake move—but his attempt was completely seen through by Qingdeng.

Qingdeng took a sharp step forward - the next moment after that, everyone saw the handsome uncle flying out sideways.

The handsome uncle who soared in mid-air for a moment landed heavily on the ground three meters away.

"Uh...! Uh...!"

The handsome uncle clutched his left side of his abdomen, while rolling on the ground like maggots, he let out a painful cry as thin as a mosquito.

After a while, his body stopped moving - he passed out completely.

When Uncle Shuai sold a fake move in order to get the step back and distance himself from Qingdeng, trying to cheat Qingdeng's tricks, Qingdeng, who saw through all this, moved much faster than Uncle Shuai, Take a big step forward with your right foot and insert it between the legs of the handsome man.

He hooked the handsome uncle's left foot and pulled it violently.

The disadvantages of being short of body and frivolous in footsteps are fully displayed at this moment.

Qingdeng didn't use all his strength, just pulled it normally, and the handsome uncle's left foot was pulled crookedly.

The handsome uncle, whose center of gravity was momentarily unstable, fell in the direction of Qingdeng.

Taking advantage of the situation, Qingdeng swung his saber horizontally, the back of the saber hit the handsome uncle's flank, and sent the handsome uncle flying like a baseball.

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