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The driver was terrified and clearly disoriented. It's very difficult to communicate with someone whose SAN value is zero; the old butler spent a great deal of effort to understand the situation.

“I see…it must be Miss Kanon.” Unlike the driver, Ito didn’t believe in supernatural things. He knew Kanon’s abilities very well; it would be too easy for a top expert to leave the car silently.

However, this didn't mean the old butler wasn't worried. He was concerned for Hanon: "There's so much blood in the back seat of the car, the young lady must be badly injured. Did she leave the car because she saw me walk by? Hmm, I hope she sneaked back home instead of leaving alone."

"Sir, thank you so much for bringing my young lady back. Here is the fare; please accept it." The old butler quickly slipped some money to the driver and rushed back to the Eagle Wind Residence. Hua Yin was injured; he had to find her and make sure she was alright!

As for that driver, he's supposed to be the most pitiful person tonight... just kidding!

"Ghost, ghost, ghost... um?" The driver, who had been babbling incoherently, perked up after receiving the money, stopped his muttering, and began counting the money: "Ten thousand yen, twenty thousand yen, thirty thousand yen... two hundred thousand yen, two hundred and one thousand yen... five hundred thousand yen..."

His eyes grew brighter and brighter. If the fare that Kanon had given him before was just a high price within the normal range, and was cash that Musashi had lent to Kanon for living expenses, then what Ito was giving him in a hurry to get rid of him was a real windfall.

"That's enough to buy my car—hahaha, tonight was truly exhilarating!" As the saying goes, money can make the devil turn the millstone, and the millstone can also turn the devil! Ghosts, demons, tentacles, ancient gods—none of them matter before the power of money! This money-worshipping driver, or rather, someone who has experienced the hardships of life and knows the struggles of ordinary people, has become fearless!

The driver restarted his beloved taxi and returned to downtown Tokyo full of energy. From then on, another terrifying story was added to the tale of a taxi driver who took a young girl home late at night, only to discover she was a bloodied ghost. In Japan, a country said to have eight million gods, another urban legend has been added...

After seeing off the taxi driver, whose role was clearly too prominent, Butler Ito hurriedly returned to the Takakaze family mansion. He searched inside and out twice but couldn't find Kanon. In the end, he had no choice but to go to the study, dejected, to report to Kirito.

But as soon as he reached the study door, the door opened and Huayin came out.

"Ah!" Ito exclaimed in surprise. Kanon was too elusive tonight!

"Ah! Good evening, Grandpa Ito." Kanon remained calm, greeted Ito, and then took her leave: "I just finished bandaging my wound and feel very tired, so I'll go back and rest now."

After seeing Hanon off with suspicion, the old butler knocked on the door and entered the study. Takakaze Kirito was in the room, holding a wine glass and looking at the bright moon outside the window.

"Master, Miss, she..."

"No need to say anything more." Kirito's back was to the old butler, so his expression could not be seen. "I already know about Kanon's situation, and I agree with her next steps."

"Ah, this..." Ito was dumbfounded. Why was everyone acting so strangely? Wasn't Kirito always the one who was most opposed to Kanon fighting with others? He thought he was siding with Kirito this time, but now it seemed like Kirito was trying to persuade him not to persist.

“That child’s eyes this time… are very different…” Qieji shook his head and sighed, “She has never been so full of fighting spirit. Looking into her eyes, I really couldn’t stop her, because I knew that it would be useless to say anything.”

"Master..." Ito didn't know what to say. Now that he thought about it, Kanon did indeed have a unique aura, which could be interpreted as fighting spirit. In that case, Ito felt a pang of heartache for himself. He must have made a huge decision to allow Kanon to fight Musashi.

Just as the old steward was about to say a few words of comfort to Qieji, someone else suddenly said, "You did the right thing."

Huh? Was there a third person in the house?

Yes, that person sat alone on a sofa in the corner, drinking. He had black hair and a black beard, and wore a black Taoist robe. He was dressed entirely in black, even his name was "Black"—[unclear text].

Author's Note: After a chapter or two of buffering, we'll move on to the showdown with Musashi.

Section 853, Chapter 844: The Scheming Master and Disciple Exchange Techniques Again

Was Hanon's gaze filled with fighting spirit? She herself didn't even realize it...

But that is indeed true.

After experiencing so many battles and training, Kanon's strength is beyond doubt. Then, with the opportunity of her life-or-death struggle with Musashi tonight, and with the opportunity of her recent battles against Pikachu and Musashi to "protect" everyone, Kanon's mental state has also been elevated.

A noble person, a pure person, a person who has transcended vulgar interests... Perhaps not that great, but Kanon has indeed taken a big step forward, unknowingly becoming a reliable person who can persuade her stubborn uncle with just a look!

After her wounds were bandaged that night, Hana didn't think about or do anything; she simply fell into a deep sleep. Her injuries were quite serious, and she had exhausted a lot of energy. She needed rest; she could deal with everything tomorrow.

Actually, nothing special happened the next day; it was just a few quiet moments.

"That Mr. Kuroki is back again, just like always, not one to talk."

"But Miss Hanon is most behaving herself when she is training with him; she often causes trouble when she is alone in the dojo."

"Shh, Mr. Ito is coming!"

The maids were gossiping when Butler Ito passed by. They scattered like startled ducks, leaving only a string of soft laughter. In the pleasant atmosphere, the Takakaze family returned to its usual tranquility.

The morning sunlight shone through the gauze curtains onto the tatami mats, only to be obscured by the shadows of two people in the dojo. Kanon and Kuroki were warming up, doing their own exercises.

"The last time we sparred was in Alaska," Kanon recalled. Back then, after winning the "Sikorsky Battle," she gave the death row inmate to Rito as a practice spar, and then took the opportunity to spar with Kuroki herself. "Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye; I wonder how much Rito has improved~"

"Ichiro is very hardworking and talented." Kuroki remained stern, suggesting that Rito must have been quite frightened during his training. However, he was gentler with Kanon, both because Kanon was a girl and because Kanon's talent and strength were far superior, to the point that "with such a disciple, what more could one ask for?" He continued, "But while I can control Ichiro's rate of progress, I cannot ascertain your strength. When we fought in Alaska, we were evenly matched, but if we fight again now, you may have already surpassed me."

"Not at all, you'll always be my teacher~" Kanon said sincerely, "I will be fighting Miyamoto Musashi in a few days, please guide me!"

Kuroki nodded: "No need for formalities. Let's spar a few times and get to know each other better."

"Okay~" Hanon nodded: "I'm sorry."

As she spoke, Huayin had already started, using the action of nodding to apply a push to her body. Although it was extremely small, it was enough to make "Wufang Huanbian" even faster. "Wufang Huanbian" was already one of the fastest attacks in all martial arts in the world, and it became even more difficult to catch after being accelerated.

"So fast!" Kuroki Gensai was also startled by the speed. Even with his "Front Feather" stance, which was mainly for defense and counterattack, he was struggling to cope. In just one turn, Kanon's "Demon Spear" had already left a bloody mark on Kuroki's body.

"Roar—" Kuroki groaned. How many people could make Kuroki make such a sound upon first meeting him?

Kanon was honored to be one of them, but she wasn't content with just causing a few scratches. She landed a successful blow, but her offensive was far from over. The power of "Unparalleled Illusion" lay not in its initial speed, but in its acceleration and change of direction during the second launch. For a moment, Kanon continuously unleashed "Unparalleled Illusion," her figure flickering like a phantom in the small dojo, searching for an opportunity to attack Kuroki.

However, such frequent and rapid movement is risky for top-level players. Just like Mirai Zero, who was defeated by Kanon in the final elimination tournament, speed can become a double-edged sword that destroys oneself once the opponent has grasped the rhythm of the attack and made advance predictions and responses.

"Hmm, still... a little impatient." Kuroki, seeing Kanon's hesitation, had a similar opinion. Suddenly, his eyes widened: "Now!"

After circling around several times, Kanon finally spotted an opening in Kuroki's defenses and launched a surprise attack. At the same time, Kuroki placed his fist in Kanon's inevitable path—in just a few breaths, Kuroki had adapted to Kanon's incredible speed; truly worthy of being a grandmaster!

But just as Kanon was about to collide with Kuroki Ken, her figure vanished without a trace.

The next moment, Hanon appeared beside Kuroki and thrust out the "Demon Spear".

Since Hanon had already experienced the battle against Yu Lei, she naturally understood the flaws of rapid attacks. The previous circling was a trap. She deliberately slowed down her launching rhythm and only used 90% of her strength to mislead Kuroki, so that she could accelerate extra during the final attack and catch him off guard.

Time seemed to slow down. In the blink of an eye, Hanon felt as if the whole world had entered slow motion. Her fingertips slowly moved toward Kuroki's armpit, but Kuroki's attention was on the front of him. It looked like this attack was about to succeed!

But suddenly, Kanon's eyes caught Kuroki's gaze, and she saw that although he was facing straight ahead, his eyes were turning to the side...

"Not good!" Hanon sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. Kuroki's hand had moved out of nowhere and grabbed Hanon's wrist. And that wasn't all. Kuroki blocked Hanon's attack, then turned his body and swiftly swung his other hand—not to attack, but to push out a palm from in front of his stomach, which also grabbed Hanon's other hand.

It turns out that after Kanon deceived Kuroki with the time difference, she not only delivered a "Demon Spear" but also a "Blowaway" punch!

As a half-disciple of Kuroki Gensai, Kanon knew Kuroki's strength all too well. How could she dare to underestimate him just because she had become stronger? So from the very beginning, Kanon did her best, using all her strength, speed, skills, and intellect to demonstrate an exceptional level of skill.

Well, unfortunately, there's still nothing we can do about Kuroki...

"Clever, but still can't fool me." Kuroki has the ability to predict the future, rich combat experience, and a cautious attitude. These qualities are not physical strength, but they are crucial to the outcome of the battle, and are what make Kuroki truly powerful.

After intercepting Kanon's three attacks—one feint and two real—Kuroki's fluid movements didn't end there. He grabbed Kanon with both hands and spread them to the sides, leaving Kanon wide open. Then, he stretched his neck forward and delivered a powerful headbutt!

Because there was no prior preparation and Kanon hadn't had a chance to encourage him, she's probably going to lose this head-on collision with Kuroki... if they really have to go head-to-head.

Just as Kuroki's headbutt was about to reach Kanon's face, Kanon's "One-Handed Blowing Fist," which he had been holding, suddenly released its grip and let out a "pop" sound.

This punch is not only "Blowing Away the Wilderness," but also "Strange Dragon," and "The Way of Emptiness." Kuroki Gensai is on the third level, but Kanon is on the fifth!

Author's Note: Hmm, after doing some calculations, it seems like two chapters aren't enough to complete the preparatory plot, since there are others after Kuroki... But Kanon and Musashi will definitely fight tomorrow... right?

Section 854, Chapter 845: War, War Again, War Again and Again

The air bomb exploded with a loud bang, piercing Kuroki's eardrums and slowing his movements. Even though he gritted his teeth and slammed his head down, he only missed, as Kanon dodged it by tilting her head.

At the same time, Kuroki's two palms suddenly felt a sharp pain. It was Kanon who initiated "muscle acupuncture," which, along with stimulating Kuroki's acupoints and exerting her own strength, allowed her to break free from the restraints.

The headbutt missed, the grab failed, but the blows that Kuroki suffered were not over yet. One after another, before he could recover, a strong wind swept across his face again—"Supersonic Fist"!

The ultimate version of "Supersonic Punch" can actually create a small sonic boom, severely injuring even Pikachu, demonstrating its extraordinary power. However, people often overlook the fact that its power comes from super speed, which surpasses human limits—this attack is not only invincible but also possesses an almost guaranteed hit attribute!

Even Kuroki Gensai was caught off guard.

"Bang—" The familiar sound came from a sonic boom. The strong wind pressure wrinkled Kuroki's face, making this grandmaster look comical. But comical or not, at least he wasn't actually disfigured. Hanon's fist didn't actually strike, but stopped in front of Kuroki, stopping short of disfigurement.

A cheerful shout came from beside her: "Hee hee, Master Kuroki, I won!"

Yes, Kanon won. If that punch had landed, the battle would have ended. Even if Kuroki could fight again, he would be no match for Kanon after suffering heavy injuries. As for any clever tricks or secret techniques that might come out in the subsequent fight to turn the tide... please, this is a master-disciple sparring match, not a life-or-death struggle.

"Yes, you win." Kuroki Gensai was no narrow-minded person; he generously acknowledged Kanon's victory. In fact, his feeling of "having such a disciple, what more could I ask for?" intensified. Kanon was only eighteen years old, and she was already this strong at such a young age. How far could she go in the future... Even Kuroki dared not imagine.

Kanon on the other side was even happier. She didn't even need to use "Valkyrie Mode" to achieve such results with her full strength in normal state. Not to mention when she first came into contact with martial arts two years ago, even when she won the championship in the elimination tournament a year and a half ago, she couldn't have imagined it!

Looking back, one can't help but feel moved. It truly is true that what you keep in mind will eventually come to pass, and even small steps forward each day will eventually yield results...

Hey, don't get carried away with your imagination. Let's calm down and see what happens after we've exchanged blows.

To be honest, Hanon didn't know either. Although her knowledge was already quite extensive, she was still far from being able to establish a school of thought or become a god in martial arts theory. Just like Michael Jordan, who was invincible on the basketball court, he was a mess as a coach, owner, and scout. Everyone has their own expertise, and no one is omniscient or omnipotent. Some roles require years of experience and accumulation to be competent.

So she looked at Kuroki, hoping this mentor would guide her, and Kuroki never disappointed her: "Kanon, your moves are so novel, making full use of your talent and skills. If we were to meet suddenly, I believe there is no one in the world, no, in history, who could handle you..."

"Hehe, you flatter me~" Kuroki directly elevated Kanon to a historical level, which made Kanon feel flattered and embarrassed. She scratched her head and felt a little embarrassed - after all, this was Kuroki Gensai's praise!

"But," Kuroki changed the subject, asking Kanon a question, "you've met Miyamoto Musashi, haven't you?"

"Hmm, otherwise we wouldn't have arranged this fight."

"So, how many times have you fought each other?"

"Well, we really do start fighting as soon as we meet. We've already clashed three times so far."

“Alright, three times.” Kuroki nodded, took two steps back, and resumed his “Front Feather” stance. “Now that Musashi has seen these techniques of yours three times, our next encounter will be your fourth. You will both be familiar with each other’s methods. Next, we will simulate this scenario and continue to spar, to see what will happen once I am familiar with your techniques.”

Ah, as expected of Uncle Kuroki, he quickly pointed out a problem. For Kuroki, who has been wandering and training overseas for more than a year, Kanon's techniques are very new. But new techniques are often just "first impression kills". What if Kuroki became familiar with these moves like Musashi? Perhaps that would be closer to the scene of the final battle in a few days.

"Alright, let's continue!" With that thought, Kanon adjusted her stance and launched another attack on Kuroki...

Time passed, the sun moved westward, and the maids of the Eagle Wind family finished their busy half-day and began to head to the dining hall for their midday rest in twos and threes.

"I'm hearing all sorts of noises coming from the small dojo again. I wonder what Ms. Kanon and Mr. Kuroki are doing."

"What else could it be? Haven't they been sparring all along?"

"Oh my, how scary! Miss Hanon is so beautiful and has such a good family background, why does she have to fight and kill all the time?"

"Isn't this what rich kids are after? Anyway, with Miho-no-san around, are you worried about Hanon-san not getting married?"

"Hmph, of course Miss Hanon will never get married! If anyone's going to get married, it'll be Miss Mieko..."

"Shh, Mr. Ito is here again!"