I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

“Ajin, I have deeply appreciated your noble spirit of ‘prioritizing caution’ and ‘being willing to sacrifice yourself to ensure the success of the mission’.”

Miss Jin breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Just when she and everyone else thought Qing Deng had approved of her plan—

"However—"

He suddenly changed the subject:

“I’ve decided to act in accordance with the name of my school of thought—to follow my heart and let things take their natural course.”

After saying that, he swaggered out of the dark alley and headed straight for the warehouse not far away.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed!

Miss Jin, who always presented herself as "calm" and "strategic," finally "broke her composure" at this moment.

She was speechless, her pretty face paled slightly, and her features distorted slightly.

"Aki, what are you going to do?"

Her question was nothing but a jumble of nonsense uttered in a moment of panic.

Anyone with eyes and a brain could guess what Qingdeng was going to do after seeing his actions.

Faced with this scene, Ebina Ye and the female ninjas were simply shocked.

In comparison, Miss Sumire's expressions were much more complex.

Her comical appearance, with even her facial features distorted, seemed to say:

I've been talking for ages, repeatedly emphasizing "caution" and "avoid rash actions," didn't you listen at all?!

Fortunately, Ziyang's fans aren't here.

Otherwise, after seeing her amazing facial expressions, I'm afraid I'll be disillusioned again.

Because they were afraid of letting the enemies inside the warehouse hear them, they dared not speak loudly, nor did they have the ability to stop Qingdeng.

And so they could only watch helplessly as Qingdeng rushed toward the warehouse.

Qingdeng first took small steps, then gradually increased his speed.

Small steps, big steps, jogging, slow running, sprinting!

Once he reached his maximum running speed, he swiftly drew the Vairocana sword from his waist.

Just as the warehouse door was within reach, he leaped high into the air, then plummeted like a shooting star—

Boom!

Just as his body was about to crash into the door, he swung his sword several times in one breath, slicing the warehouse door into countless pieces. Then, he smashed through the shattered door panels and, accompanied by wind, dust, and moonlight, burst into the warehouse!

"What's that noise?!"

"What happened?!"

"Ah! Someone has broken in!"

"What did you say?!"

In an instant, chaos erupted inside the warehouse.

Shouting, yelling, yelling... a noisy commotion.

The patriots, like cockroaches, emerged from every dark corner and gathered at the gate.

Upon arriving at the scene, the first thing they saw was scattered smoke and dust, and a tall figure holding a long sword, with moonlight cascading over his shoulders.

Because of the backlighting, his face was in relative shadow, making it difficult to see his features.

Amidst this tense atmosphere, as if facing a formidable enemy, the patriots heard a cold, emotionless question:

Which one is Yoshida Toshima?

Although Yoshida Minoru's portrait is widely circulated, it lacks distinctiveness due to the artist's insufficient skill and the fact that his appearance is not particularly outstanding.

At this moment, someone finally saw Qingdeng's clothes clearly.

"A light blue haori! It's the Shinsengumi!!"

Upon hearing the words "light blue haori" and "Shinsengumi," the assembled patriots reacted as if on high alert, their faces instantly changing color and the atmosphere shifting dramatically.

A certain patriot lowered his stance, placed his hand on his sword, and while preparing for battle, loudly questioned:

"Boy! State your name!"

Qingdeng took a leisurely half-step forward, emerging from the dim light to reveal his young yet dignified face.

"Natural Rishin-ryu, Shinsengumi Captain General, Tachibana Aoto."

Whoosh!

The instant Qing Deng finished speaking, everyone saw a flash of purple lightning—Qing Deng suddenly hurled the Vairocana sword in his hand, the blade drawing a straight line in mid-air! Cutting through the atmosphere! It struck a certain patriot squarely on the head.

The knife tip pierced through the forehead and emerged from the back of the head effortlessly, like a hot knife stabbing tofu.

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng leaped into the air like a roc spreading its wings! In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of more than ten meters, his speed so fast it was as if he were teleporting!

When the patriots came to their senses, Qingdeng had already appeared in front of the man whose head had been pierced, and was holding the Vairocana aloft again.

With a soft thud, Qing Deng drew his sword, and using the centrifugal force from the draw, he spun around once and slashed down the warriors on his left and right sides in one go.

Niou has arrived—regarding this matter and the person before them, the warriors on the scene vividly demonstrated what it means to have "different expressions."

Now, for those who respect and oppose the righteous, "Renwang" is actually a synonym for "killing god" and "living Yama"!

Some people are filled with fear.

Some people are distraught and lost.

Of course, a considerable number of people gritted their teeth and showed a resolute expression as if they were ready to die.

"Go on!"

Someone shouted, raised his knife overhead, and strode towards Qingdeng.

Before he could bring his sword down, a blue-green flame suddenly erupted in the air—Qing Deng slashed diagonally from the lower right to the upper left, striking the opponent's sword directly from the side and shattering it.

The broken half of the knife bounced violently up and stuck into a wooden pillar next to it.

In the blink of an eye, three figures pressed down on Qing Deng.

Qingdeng glanced at them—

The talents "Lone Wolf +3" and "Foresight +9" are activated!

[Note: Foresight +9: Possesses an extremely strong ability to sense impending dangers. The level of perception increases with the severity of the danger. However, this talent does not trigger for people or things that the individual does not perceive as a threat.]

After copying the talent "Foresight +9", Qingdeng rarely used his five senses to perceive the battlefield situation, instead relying on his more convenient and sensitive intuition.

In an instant, with the blessing of "Foresight +9", Qingdeng's intuition quickly determined the landing point of each attack, as well as which attacks would arrive first and which would arrive later.

Next, it's time for "Speed ​​+6" to unleash its power!

Qingdeng deftly twisted his body, dodging all the attacks, and then lightly leaped backward, creating distance.

The retreat was only temporary—in the blink of an eye, Qing Deng jumped back and killed one of the patriots who had attacked him earlier with a single blow.

Then, like a whirlwind, he charged forward, plunging directly into the enemy ranks!

Such a scene is like "the waves and the rocks".

The waves crashed against the rocks again and again, but in the end, they could do nothing to the rocks. The rocks remained unmoved, and the waves were only reduced to pieces, turning into countless droplets of water—these droplets were blood beads.

Squeak squeak squeak...!

With the sound of the bowstring being pulled taut, Qing Deng felt a chill run down his spine as "Prophecy +9" was activated.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye—a patriot was hiding in a secluded corner, holding a bow and arrow, aiming it, and a cold, gleaming silver light was aimed directly at him.

In the blink of an eye, the bowstring snapped open, and a sound of air being pierced rang out!

In the blink of an eye, the arrow was already three inches in front of Qing Deng's nose.

However, after reaching this position, it did not move forward, but instead stopped abruptly in mid-air.

The arrow was held in a large hand.

Qing Deng freed his left palm, swung it upwards, and with a gentle, sweeping motion, easily caught the arrow that was shooting towards him.

His feat of catching the arrow with his bare hands shocked the entire audience!

Even the enemy, even those in the midst of battle, couldn't help but cast incredulous and shocked glances at Qing Deng.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qingdeng waved his hand again—the arrow returned along its original path and struck the archer squarely on the top of the head.

……

Now that things have come to this, there's no point in feeling unhappy or indignant.

Perhaps because she was used to intelligence work, Ms. Sumire always adhered to the principle of "caution is the best policy".

She utterly disapproved of reckless and impulsive behavior driven by emotion and sheer audacity.

Therefore, when Qingdeng ignored her plan and barged into the warehouse alone, she puffed up her cheeks like a hamster, turning into a "puffy" shape.

Atao looked at her with a worried expression.

"Um... Miss Sumire..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Miss Jin bit her lip lightly and said with a frustrated look:

"What are you waiting for? Let's go! We need to go and support that guy!"

With that, she took a big step forward and rushed toward the warehouse with the speed of lightning.

Ebina Ye Zong and the female ninjas immediately followed.

Instead of going through the main entrance, they prepared to act as Qing Deng had just instructed—to storm in through the window and launch a surprise attack on the enemy from the side.

When they moved to the window and looked inside, the sight inside horrified them.

The warehouse had become a tragic battlefield!

A dozen or so loyalists stood ready, clearly possessing an overwhelming numerical advantage, yet they all wore expressions of fear, their steps were hurried, and their movements were tense.

A samurai wearing a light blue haori casually and easily walked into their encirclement.