I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

After all, for women, without exceptional talent, it is simply impossible to compete with men in the field of martial arts and make a name for themselves in a place like the Chiba Kendo Hall, where there are many masters.

As Qing Deng secretly marveled at Jin Zeqin's exceptional talent, the system's voice continued to echo in his mind.

Qing Deng didn't pay attention to what the system voice in his mind was saying.

He felt that the voice message was simply reminding him that "your talents have merged, and your swordsmanship talent has become even stronger."

An unexpected situation occurred in the very moment that Qing Deng was "careless".

[Ding! Detected that the host already possesses a talent of the same type]

[Beep beep beep beep beep beep!]

[The "Sword Prodigy" has met the upgrade requirements!]

[Ding! Talent upgrade begins!]

[Please wait, host... Please wait, host...]

—What is that...?!

Qingdeng almost cried out in surprise.

Fortunately, a mask covered his face; otherwise, the onlookers would surely be wondering why Qing Deng, who was perfectly fine just a moment ago, suddenly changed his expression.

—Talent upgrade?

Qing Deng didn't have time to manage his current expression and emotions. He quickly focused his mind and listened carefully, afraid of mishearing or missing any of the system's next words.

The system did not keep Qingdeng waiting for too long.

Qingdeng patiently listened as the system repeated "Please wait a moment, host" four times in a completely emotionless tone, until finally he heard a "ding"—

[Ding! "Sword Prodigy" has been upgraded to "Sword Saint"!]

[“Sword Saint” Talent Introduction: Swordsmanship talent is amplified 106 times the average level, with the potential to reach the highest realm of martial arts]

[Beep beep! The talent that "amplifies swordsmanship talent by 2 to 9 times the average level" means that the "minor mastery of swordsmanship" can no longer undergo talent fusion.]

[Only those with a "Sword Master" or higher-level talent of the same type can proceed with "Talent Fusion"]

After the system notification ended, Qingdeng waited a few extra seconds.

After confirming that there was really no more content to listen to, Qingdeng quickly opened his personal system interface.

The original entry for "Sword Prodigy" has now been changed to the more imposing and prestigious "Sword Saint".

Qingdeng felt his breathing become heavy.

He instinctively reached out to rub his stiff, hardened face, but instead touched a cold mask.

Talent upgrade... This was the first time Qing Deng had heard such a system notification.

Qing Deng took several deep breaths, trying his best to suppress the shock, surprise and other emotions in his heart.

Once his emotions had calmed down a bit, Qingdeng began to try to recall the audio content he had just heard.

The series of unfamiliar system notifications that just rang out came from two places, and Qing Deng was most concerned about them.

The first place is the last two sentences – “Sword Master” or a higher-level talent of the same type, only then can “Talent Fusion” continue.

The meaning of this sentence... is not difficult to understand.

Simply put, from now on, when copying to "Minor Mastery of Swordsmanship", talent fusion will no longer be triggered.

Although Qingdeng has never copied "Sword Master", based on the precedent of copying "Bow Master" before, "Sword Master" should be "sword talent amplified by 10 times or more the average level of ordinary people".

In short, if Qing Deng wants to further improve his swordsmanship talent, the difficulty will increase dramatically.

Qingdeng smacked his lips, thinking to himself:

—It seems... the fusion of talents isn't entirely without limits after all...

In theory, he could still enhance his swordsmanship talent to thousands or tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary person... but the difficulty of doing so would be as high as ascending to heaven.

Those who possess the "minor mastery of swordsmanship" are already rare little geniuses among the common people.

Even a prestigious swordsmanship school like the Chiba Sword Academy has most of its apprentices who are just ordinary people with mediocre talents.

How could Qingdeng possibly have the opportunity to frequently encounter super geniuses whose swordsmanship talent is ten or even dozens of times greater than that of ordinary people?

That's all...

Qingdeng took a deep breath and composed himself.

—My current swordsmanship skills are already ridiculously high.

Even if it becomes difficult to improve further in the future, it won't be a big problem.

106 times that of an average person... Qingdeng thinks that such a number is quite exaggerated, both in ancient and modern times.

After shifting his focus away from the issue of "talent fusion," Qing Deng quickly concentrated on the second point in the system message he had just heard that he was particularly concerned about.

This refers to the talent effect of "Sword Saint".

The phrase "106 times that of an ordinary person" in the first half is just the literal meaning and there's not much to say about it.

However, Qing Deng really didn't understand what the latter part, "hoping to reach the highest realm of martial arts," meant.

—The highest realm of martial arts? What the hell…

A multitude of questions arose in Qingdeng's mind.

It has the title of "supreme"...it feels so awesome.

But I have absolutely no idea what it is.

The system's explanation was vague, and there was no "free Q&A" function that allowed Qingdeng to ask it questions. Qingdeng could only guess what this "supreme realm of martial arts" was.

But it's obvious that Qing Deng couldn't possibly figure it out.

Qing Deng had never heard anyone mention or introduce the "supreme realm of martial arts" to him before.

Moreover, whether the "supreme realm" recognized by the system and the "supreme realm" recognized by others are the same thing is still a question...

At this moment, the increasingly intense clamor and shouts pulled his thoughts back to reality.

Jin Zeqin, who had been stabbed down by Qing Deng, had already retreated to the sidelines, realizing that she was no match for him.

The 18th win... This marks another significant achievement for Qingdeng today.

The male apprentices stared at Qingdeng with eyes that held even stronger expressions of admiration and envy... or even stronger expressions of resentment and jealousy.

The female apprentices, on the other hand, shouted even louder.

Hearing the cacophony surrounding him from all directions, Qing Deng turned all the complex thoughts in his mind and all the complex emotions in his heart into sound with a "whoosh."

—Let's think about these complicated things later.

—Let's focus on the competition for now.

Qingdeng turned his head and looked around, searching for the next person to step forward and challenge.

However, after looking around, Qingdeng discovered that no one was going to play anymore.

The cacophony of sighs and shouts gradually subsided.

In the blink of an eye, the dojo went from being a place of bustling activity to one where you could hear a pin drop.

Quietly... the onlookers craned their necks, eagerly anticipating seeing a new brave soul daring to challenge Qingdeng.

But their expectations were dashed.

The dojo remained quiet, and no one dared to break the silence...

Qingdeng waited quietly for about a minute.

Seeing that no one wanted to challenge him anymore, Qingdeng silently handed the bamboo sword to his left hand, freeing his right hand to remove the mask from his head, revealing his face, which was already drenched in sweat.

Since no one dared to go up anymore, Qing Deng naturally had no reason to continue standing in the dojo with his sword drawn.

Shock, anticipation, resentment, frustration... The crowd stared intently at the young man who had achieved an extraordinary feat that day, their eyes filled with a variety of emotions.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qingdeng silently held his mask with his right hand, tucked his bamboo sword into his left waist with his left hand, and then bowed slightly forward.

"You flatter me."

……

……

With his arms crossed, Chiba Jutaro gazed intently at Aoto, who was bowing and captivating everyone's attention.

To say that Chiba Jutaro was looking at Aoto... seems a bit inaccurate.

To be precise, Chiba Jutaro was looking at the dense beads of sweat on Aoto's face.

In that instant, as if he had suddenly thought of something good, his eyes gleamed with an intriguing light.

"Sanako."

He turned to look at his younger sister.

"Take Tachibana-kun to the inner courtyard to rest."

"The inner courtyard?" Sanako was taken aback.

Chiba Jutaro nodded solemnly.

"After bringing Tachibana-kun to the inner courtyard, Sanako, have him use the well in our inner courtyard to wash his body properly. He's sweated so much, if he doesn't clean himself up properly, he'll easily catch a cold."

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Chapter 205 "What do you think about letting Aoto and Sanako get married?" [7200]