I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

After his bamboo sword slashed at his opponent's body, a blur of motion, like a paperclip, retracted the sword—this action of retracting the bamboo sword was also an attack, enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

As a result, Shintaro Tojo's bulky body twisted nimbly once again, dodging Aoto's slash.

Immediately afterward, a loud shout rang out, and Shintaro Toujou sprang up and down like a spring, his bamboo sword whistling in the wind as he launched a fierce and relentless attack.

The two resumed their fight.

The two exchanged blows, their positions shifting repeatedly, creating a dazzling spectacle.

The sounds of bamboo swords clashing against each other, "snap snap" and "bang bang," rang out continuously and incessantly.

Overall, Shintaro Toujou's offensive was the most intense.

Nearly 70% of the attacks were launched through him.

For the vast majority of the time, Qing Deng focused solely on defense and did not adopt an aggressive offensive stance.

Anyone with eyes can see that Qing Deng has not yet exerted his full strength.

He squinted, scrutinizing Shintaro Toujou from head to toe, his eyes gleaming with an "observational" light.

A moment later, he suddenly frowned, as if he had discovered something...

……

……

The apprentices standing by the dojo were all wide-eyed and speechless, their attention and minds completely captivated by the intense battle before them.

At first, most people had only one thought when faced with the sudden appearance of Shintaro Toujou—who is this guy?

For the vast majority of ordinary people, "Sadamachi no Kōri" is already considered a very high-ranking official, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to recognize such a high-ranking official.

Suddenly, a large, fat man of unknown origin appeared and stole their precious spot to "fight against Niou," which would make anyone unhappy.

Who would have thought... they were so blind!

The crowd was initially shocked by this unexpected "battle of the titans," but then became excited and thrilled!

To witness a duel between masters of this caliber is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

As a result, all the apprentices present stared wide-eyed, carefully observing, afraid of missing a single scene or moment.

The intense back-and-forth between Aoto and Tojo Shintaro was incredibly exciting for them.

At the same time, they gained a completely new understanding of the specific strengths of Aoto and Toujou Shintaro.

Honestly, there isn't a single person who dares to confidently say they can defeat Shintaro Toujou!

Shintaro Toujou's strength has already reached this level.

Qing Deng, who has been able to fight him to this point without even breaking a sweat, is even more unfathomably strong!

Suddenly, at that moment, Kondo Shusuke stroked his smooth chin, a puzzled look on his face, and muttered:

"Hmm? That's strange..."

The apprentices around him all heard his muttering.

Someone asked the question proactively:

"Master, what's wrong?"

While keeping a close eye on Shintaro Toujou not far away, Shusuke Kondo muttered to himself:

"This person's grasp of 'distance' is really too strange."

At this point, he released his hand from his chin, adopted a more confident tone, and said, enunciating each word clearly:

"This isn't the sense of distance a 'swordsman' should have; it's more like..."

……

……

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The fierce shouts emanating from the dantian and the resounding clang of bamboo swords clashing firmly dominated every corner of the dojo.

Even now, Qingdeng's breathing remains steady, and he hasn't even broken a sweat—nor has his opponent.

Both of them acted as if nothing had happened, showing no signs of fatigue in either their expressions or actions.

In an instant, Shintaro Tojo unleashed another attack.

He leaped into the air, his sword whistling as it hurtled towards Qing Deng's head.

Qingdeng twisted his body slightly to the right, stepped forward, and swung his sword upwards—not at the opponent's body, but at the bamboo sword in his hand.

Another deafeningly loud noise followed.

This time, Qingdeng used a lot of effort.

While deflecting the attack, they directly forced Shintaro Toujou to retreat.

The opponent retreated several steps before finally regaining his footing.

Just as he was preparing to launch another attack, Qing Deng's emotionless voice interrupted his actions.

"...Mr. Dongcheng, stop pretending."

As Qingdeng spoke, he relaxed his stance and stood normally.

"Show me your true skills!"

Upon hearing this, Shintaro Toujou's facial expression subtly changed.

However, he quickly regained his composure and asked in return:

"Real skills? Tachibana-kun, what are you talking about..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qingdeng raised his bamboo sword, pointed the tip at his feet, and interrupted him:

“During the fight just now, you were deliberately increasing the distance between you and me.”

"In many situations, the distance you create has far exceeded the optimal attack range required by swords and blades."

“A seasoned swordsman would not do such an unusual thing.”

"Clearly, this 'deliberately widening the distance' footwork has become a personal habit that is difficult for you to correct."

At this point, Qingdeng paused, then solemnly and earnestly said:

"Mr. Dongcheng, your most proficient weapon is not a sword, but a spear, isn't it?"

"..."

Shintaro Toujou remained silent.

A moment later, he curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, just like Aoto, he dismounted, stood up straight, and turned to look at Kondo Shusuke not far away.

"Master, do you have any wooden guns here?"

Kondo Shusuke immediately replied:

"Of course!"

Then, he turned his head and winked at the apprentice beside him.

The apprentice was quick-witted; he immediately agreed and then jogged away from the dojo.

Before long, he returned to everyone's sight, holding a wooden spear with a thick cloth wrapped around its tip.

He took two steps at a time and walked towards Shintaro Higashijo, handing him the wooden spear.

After receiving it, Shintaro Toujou casually handed the bamboo sword back to him.

To confirm the length and condition of the spear, he swung it forcefully several times, then aimed it at the air in front of him and demonstrated several thrusts.

Even a complete novice who knows nothing about marksmanship can tell at a glance how swift and precise his thrusts are.

The whooshing, whooshing, whooshing sounds of the wind seemed to be cutting the atmosphere apart!

Qingdeng wore a solemn expression and silently raised his bamboo sword.

Kondo Shusuke's facial features became increasingly taut.

The apprentices present swallowed hard, realizing that "a bigger and fiercer battle was about to begin."

The sound of the spear slicing through the air grew increasingly sharp... even the air nearby seemed to tighten, and the feeling of tension intensified.

At the same time, Shintaro Toujou's expression became increasingly focused.

Before he could react, he assumed the standard "medium-level" stance and stared at Qing Deng expressionlessly.

"Shintaro Tojo, please come forward."

In the next instant, the spear tip, as big as a fist and covered with a thick cloth, rapidly magnified in Qing Deng's field of vision and struck straight at his face!

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Chapter 706 Qing Deng: "Bring me the gun!" A duel of spears! [4300]

Qing Deng felt a gust of wind rushing towards him.

By the time he could see the true form of this "wind," the spearhead was already at his face!

There was simply no time to think.

The body acts before the mind!

He held the bamboo sword with his left hand, and with both hands exerting force, he slashed upwards diagonally—with a loud crack.

Sword and spear clashed violently! The air surged!

The bamboo sword remained completely still.