I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

He was most likely sent to hunt down the Shinsengumi captains, and the murderous aura emanating from him was terrifying!

Seeing that his previous slash had failed to take Inoue Genzaburo's life, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

However, he quickly adjusted his stance, and then his figure transformed into a shadow, pouncing forward like a tiger, attacking Inoue Genzaburo once again!

Inoue Genzaburo gritted his teeth, struggling to raise his sword to meet the attack, relentlessly fighting against Nakamura Hanjiro and against the desperate situation!

This scene was clearly and distinctly reflected in the eyes of Aoto, Yamanami Keisuke, and others.

Yamanami Keisuke swung his sword like a madman, trying to force back the enemies in front of him so he could go to Inoue Genzaburo's aid.

However, the vast number of enemy soldiers formed layers of obstacles, and the intersecting network of fire prevented him from advancing an inch.

Qing Deng was also heading towards Inoue Genzaburo's location.

Although some Southern soldiers stepped forward to block them, their fate was like powder meeting boiling water—it was wiped out in an instant.

However, due to the great distance, it would take him at least 5 seconds to reach Inoue Genzaburo.

Five seconds... Although it was a very short time, it was enough for Nakamura Hanjiro to kill Inoue Genzaburo!

clang!

In an instant, their swords clashed again in mid-air.

In the first round of sword fighting, Inoue Genzaburo mustered all his strength.

Because of injuries to his legs and abdomen, his speed was greatly reduced, and he was no longer able to dodge the opponent's slashes.

The Natural Rishin-ryu school is a school that advocates for strength and explosiveness.

However... when it comes to the pursuit of power and explosiveness, the Shigenryu style is even more extreme!

Nakamura Hanjiro delivered a powerful slash, and Inoue Genzaburo's sword was knocked away in less than half a second, exposing his naked midsection.

Nakamura Hanjiro skillfully raised his sword overhead, adopting a stance positioned at the upper right—a classic posture of the Jigen-ryu school.

"Waaaaaahh ...

With a piercing scream, Nakamura Hanjiro swung his sword with all his might! The blade cut through the air, heading straight for Inoue Genzaburo's chest!

Judging from the sound of the wind being cut, it's not hard to tell that if this strike lands, it will definitely cut Inoue Genzaburo in two!

As the white blade rapidly approached, a dark look first appeared on Inoue Genzaburo's face, then transformed into a serene expression that seemed to indicate he had seen through everything.

—Gentlemen, I'm sorry...this old man can no longer serve as your "vanguard".

With this thought in mind, Inoue Genzaburo furrowed his brows, his eyes flashing with resolute determination!

He abandoned his defense, adopted the Kasumi stance, lowered his waist, and gathered all his strength like a spring. The tip of his sword was pointed diagonally upward at Nakamura Hanjiro's chest, and then he lunged forward with his sword!

He decided to risk his life for his injuries!

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well make the most of our last moments and be pioneers for everyone one last time!

In this way, when Aoto, Yamanami Keisuke, or someone else faces this guy later, it will be a little easier.

All of the above happened in an instant.

Surrounded by enemies, Yamanami Keisuke looked on incredulously as he watched Nakamura Hanjiro's sword draw ever closer to Inoue Genzaburo.

At the same moment that Nakamura Hanjiro delivered the fatal blow, Aoto, who was far away, immediately took action—he drew the wakizashi from his waist with his left hand, then flipped his left wrist, changing his grip to an inverted grip, assuming a "javelin" posture.

At the same time, a wondrous light appeared in his eyes.

Just as he channeled all his strength into his left arm, preparing to throw the wakizashi, he suddenly stopped and his expression changed as he sensed something.

Suddenly, a clang of a drawn sword shattered the sky.

A petite figure suddenly appeared from the side, swooping down on Nakamura Hanjiro like a raptor hunting its prey, displaying a fleeting moment of heroic prowess!

Nakamura Hanjiro couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but goosebumps rose all over his body as he sensed a strong aura of danger!

Without thinking, he pulled the knife back to his side and held it to his chest—

clang!!

In that instant, Nakamura Hanjiro had the illusion of being "rammed by a warhorse at full speed"—the terrifying force that could not be resisted surged along the blade! His face instantly changed color.

Even if you try your best, it will be to no avail.

He was thrown back, his feet dragging two long furrows on the ground, sliding backward for several meters before finally coming to a stop.

The sudden change in the scene caused the entire room to fall silent.

Whether it was the newly formed team or the "Southern Army," everyone present stopped what they were doing, their astonished gazes wandering in mid-air.

Unable to unleash his final, desperate attack, Inoue Genzaburo, still half-crouched, raised his gaze in a daze, looking at the petite woman standing in front of him with her back to him.

In her left hand she carried a long object tied with old strips of cloth, and in her right hand she held an ordinary katana. She wore a purple kimono, white hakama, and a light blue haori tied around her waist. Her short ponytail, tied with a purple ribbon, swayed in the wind.

Just by standing still, she exudes a chilling and heroic aura, like the winter wind!

“Little… Tsukasa…?” Inoue Genzaburo stared wide-eyed, muttering incessantly.

The shocking truth left Inoue Genzaburo stunned... No! Not only him, but also Aoto and Yamanami Keisuke.

Their brains went completely blank, and they blinked repeatedly, as if trying to confirm whether their vision was normal.

Suddenly, she moved—she turned half her face to the side and teased Inoue Genzaburo behind her:

"Uncle Yuan, how long are you going to squat here? Stand up now."

During her conversation with Inoue Genzaburo, the people around her finally recognized her.

After all, her pretty face, short ponytail tied with a purple ribbon, and superb skills are just too distinctive.

In a split second, the two sides reacted in completely different ways.

The members of the new selection were overjoyed.

The Southern soldiers were devastated!

Amidst the panic, someone screamed her name:

"It's Okita Souji, the captain of the first division of the Shinsengumi!"

Okita Souji—for the "Southern Army," this name also carries strategic-level deterrent power!

In an instant, an atmosphere of fear spread among the Southern soldiers.

They consciously stepped back, moving away from the headquarters, and the area centered on the headquarters instantly became a deserted "vacuum zone".

Nakamura Hanjiro frowned and stared straight at her.

"...You are 'Heavenly Sword' Okita Souji? As far as I know, weren't you seriously ill and recuperating?"

A look of apprehension appeared in his eyes... but besides that, there was also a gleam of eager anticipation.

Although he raised a question, Souji completely ignored him, saying nothing and only responding with a cold look.

Nakamura Hanjiro was not discouraged and continued on his own:

“Okita Souji, I have long admired your name.”

"It is said that you are the strongest swordsman in the Shinsengumi besides Tachibana Aoto."

"I believe I have some skills."

"Since we have the opportunity to meet, please do not hesitate to offer your guidance!"

The instant he finished speaking, he steadied himself and raised the tip of his knife.

"Showing Flow"

Nakamura Hanjiro

"Come on!"

As he loudly announced his home address, he strode forward and charged at the commander, knife and all.

The commander took off like a butterfly, then twirled backward.

In the instant she dodged, a sharp, swift white blade swept across.

Seeing that Souji easily dodged, Nakamura Hanjiro grinned maliciously:

"He does have some skill after all... *gulp*"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt some liquid rush up his throat, rendering him unable to utter another word.

He instinctively raised his hand to touch his throat—with a soft "plop," his finger plunged directly into the wound…

The pain arrived a beat late, with intense, sharp pain shooting from the throat to the brain, repeatedly stimulating the nerves.

Pressing his aching throat, and watching the gushing blood, Nakamura Hanjiro's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his expression a mixture of horror and disbelief.

I got slashed...?

when?!

Souji looked indifferently at Nakamura Hanjiro, who was caught in the chaos.

"You didn't even realize you'd been slashed. How dare you challenge me?"

The instant she finished speaking, she placed the knife in her right hand diagonally against her left hip and slightly crouched down—

call out!

The snow-white light of the blade enveloped Nakamura Hanjiro.

It sounds like only one sound of wind being cut, but it's actually three slashes! The sound is created by the speed of the slashes combining into one!

The three consecutive slashes swept across Nakamura Hanjiro's neck, chest, and abdomen.

At that moment, he seemed to be frozen in place, as if under a "freezing spell".

The next moment, like a skyscraper collapsing, his body rapidly "collapsed"! Parts scattered and fell to the ground!

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P.S.: Liao Hua in this book didn't die because Zhao Yun came. By the way, Qing Deng is Lü Bu, specifically the Lü Bu from Dynasty Warriors.