I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Judging from the results, Qingdeng perfectly implemented the principle of "monkey's cry" - to shout at the top of his lungs to boost his courage and intimidate the enemy.

His roar was so forceful that it completely distorted his appearance.

His face flushed red, and veins like earthworms bulged out from his face and neck.

Qing Deng could actually use the "monkey cry," and at such a high level that the sound waves were so loud they made people's eardrums hurt. The Shigenryu swordsman, who was caught off guard, was so frightened that he stopped in his tracks and slowed down his movements by half a beat.

How can we let such a golden opportunity slip away?

Qing Deng's body, which had been slightly tense, suddenly relaxed, his upper body straightened, his lower body stepped forward, and he charged straight at his opponent.

Along with the attack, a lightning-fast strike also charged towards the opponent.

The Shigenryu swordsman instinctively raised his sword to block, but his hastily constructed "defensive circle" was no different from a piece of Xuan paper that could be punctured with a single stab under Qing Deng's sword.

With a single strike, Qing Deng broke through the Satsuma-ryu swordsman's defense, and then, with the remaining force of the bamboo sword, struck the Satsuma-ryu swordsman's shoulder, knocking him to the ground.

At this moment, the depths of Qingdeng's mind were finally no longer silent:

[Ding! Talent detected]

[Successfully replicated talent: "Sharp Teeth"]

[Talent Introduction: Teeth are not prone to disease]

--teeth?

Qing Deng raised an eyebrow slightly with a strange expression.

—My teeth are not prone to disease... Well, that's a useful talent, reducing the risk of dental problems in the future.

Due to the limitations of the era, dental medicine was far from perfect. Not to mention Japan, which was still in a feudal society at the time, even in Europe, which had already completed the Industrial Revolution, it was difficult to find a reliable dentist.

Anyone who has ever had dental problems knows very well how torturous it can be.

Even the most common tooth decay can cause excruciating pain.

After fighting for so long, he finally achieved something... Overjoyed, Qingdeng transferred this elation to the bamboo sword in his hand—the sword moved with a light and graceful rhythm.

……

When he took down the 20th person, Qing Deng was still in control and his breathing was steady.

The weapons used by the members of the Third Division are mostly swords.

However, there are a few exceptions.

For example, the ninth opponent did not carry any weapons; he fought bare-handed.

"Lord Tachibana! I am not skilled with weapons! The only martial art I have learned is Tang Shou! I hope you will not look down on me!"

Qingdeng nodded slightly, indicating that "whether you take a weapon or not, and what kind of weapon you take, is up to you"... Then, Qingdeng sent him off the field with just one sword strike.

[Ding! Talent detected]

[Successfully Replicating the Talent: "Minor Success in Self-Defense"]

[Talent Introduction: The White-Handed Talent Amplification is 2 times the average level]

……

By the time he had taken down the 30th person, Qingdeng's breathing had become somewhat rapid.

"Lord Tachibana! I'm so sorry! Drink... cough pfft! cough cough! cough cough cough! Wait, wait a minute! I surrender! I surrender!"

“Hey, listen up, Tachibana Aoto doesn’t seem to be good at dealing with mid-lane attacks. Try to cut into his mid-lane later.”

……

[Ding! Talent detected]

[Successfully Replicating Talent: A Prodigy in Music]

[Talent Introduction: Musical talent is boosted by twice the average level]

……

When he defeated the 40th person, Qing Deng felt his body's oxygen demand surge, so he had to open his mouth wide and inhale the oxygen around him through both his mouth and nose.

"Ugh—! Drink—! Ugh ugh ugh…!"

"Look, Tachibana Seiden's steps are out of control. He must be very tired now. Let's focus on attacking his lower body next."

……

[Ding! Talent detected]

[Successfully Replicating Talent: A Young Prodigy in Painting]

[Talent Introduction: Artistic talent is boosted 4 times the average level]

……

By the time he had taken down the 50th person, Qing Deng was already out of breath.

Although his subordinates weren't very skilled, there were still a total of 60 of them.

Not only did they have an absolute numerical advantage, but they also took turns attacking Qingdeng in a relentless, endless barrage, which placed an enormous burden on Qingdeng.

Qingdeng often had no time to catch his breath before he had to face the next opponent.

Even with Qing Deng's physique, which had been subjected to relentless training and enhanced by talents such as "Strong Muscles," he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed after fighting 50 people in a row.

Only 10 people remain who have not yet taken to the field—and without exception, their expressions are extremely solemn.

Although they could all see that Qing Deng was panting heavily and his joints were visibly sluggish from fatigue, no one dared to underestimate him because of this.

So far, quite a few people have rushed forward to confront Qing Deng because they feel that "Qing Deng is tired and has become easy to bully" and want to claim the credit for "defeating Qing Deng"—only to be easily knocked to the ground by Qing Deng.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the 51st opponent rushed up.

Qingdeng heard a series of footsteps coming from behind him, seemingly coming from afar.

He turned around, sword in hand, and stared intently at the figure: it was none other than Midorikawa Gosaburo, whose face always wore a frivolous smile.

Midorikawa often hung out with Akabane... who was the fat guy who harbored the deepest hostility towards Aoto, so Aoto had a deep impression of him.

Midorikawa fights unarmed—his martial arts are quite rare in contemporary Japan, particularly in the form of leg techniques.

Green River's two long legs were as swift as whips and as ferocious as battle axes.

As Qingdeng turned to face him, he saw him leap high into the air, his muscular right leg spinning once before sweeping fiercely towards Qingdeng's shoulder.

The force of his legs intertwined, creating a powerful gust of wind that whistled and ruffled Qing Deng's hair.

Qing Deng's eyes lit up slightly. Thinking back to his past life, he was a specialist in free-style fighting!

Qing Deng has always held a first-love-like feeling for this martial art, which can be said to be the oldest martial art in human history.

Even after transmigrating to this era, he did not abandon the martial arts he had been practicing diligently since his student days.

He often sparred and exchanged martial arts skills with Hijikata and others who were also quite interested in Hakuda.

Experts see the details, while laymen only see the spectacle. Qing Deng could tell at a glance that Lü Chuan had excellent skill in leg techniques and was no ordinary person.

Seeing how skilled Midorikawa was with his legs, Aoto couldn't help but feel itchy to try his hand at it.

He simply loosened his grip on his right hand, threw the sword aside, and then rushed forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Midorikawa!

Without saying a word, Qing Deng lowered his head to dodge Midorikawa's kick, then assumed a punching stance before unleashing a powerful burst of energy! He struck Midorikawa squarely in the chest!

His fist pierced the air, his sleeves trembled violently, and he made a loud "whoosh" sound.

Seeing that Qing Deng had actually abandoned his sword and picked up his fist, a look of astonishment flashed across Lü Chuan's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

As a fellow expert in martial arts, he instantly realized: Qing Deng's punches were not to be taken head-on! Taking one would be the end of him!

Midorikawa's judgment was undeniably accurate.

From a certain perspective, Qingdeng's hand-to-hand combat is even more terrifying than his swordsmanship—because physical enhancement can bring the most direct and obvious improvement to the martial arts prowess of hand-to-hand combat!

"Steel Bones" to improve bone toughness, "Tiger Arms" to enhance the explosive power of both arms, "Left-Handed" to improve the flexibility of the left side of the body, "Ambidextrous" to enable multitasking... Qing Deng's body has been enhanced by so many talents.

With this series of innate talents, every part of Qing Deng's body is an excellent killing weapon!

Even a simple straight punch can easily shatter bones and cause serious injury!

A serious expression appeared on Midorikawa's face at a visible speed. He stepped back to the left, dodging to the right of Qingdeng's punching path.

Qingdeng's fist grazed past Midorikawa's chest—a strong gust of wind, like a knife, blew Midorikawa's clothes so hard they trembled like flowers in a storm.

Startled by the power of Qing Deng's punch, Midorikawa's clothes on his back were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

While calmly retracting his punch, Qing Deng lowered his entire body, then spread his feet and changed his stance—his right foot slammed forward into a lunge position, squeezing out Midorikawa's footing, while his left hand shot out like a snake emerging from its hole!

Midorikawa narrowly dodged again. In the next instant, he seized the opportunity to retaliate, his left leg rising from the ground and whipping towards Qing Deng's right shoulder.

Qingdeng raised his left arm, and the two men's legs and arms crossed, producing a loud sound of bones clashing—so loud that one couldn't help but wonder if someone's bone had broken.

As it turns out, neither of them broke any bones, but Midorikawa was in a lot of pain.

Qing Deng, who blocked Midorikawa's whip kick, was neither knocked to the ground nor had his arm broken; only the skin where it touched Midorikawa's leg turned slightly red.

On the other hand, Midorikawa was wincing in pain.

For a moment, he wondered if he had kicked a hornet's nest.

Midorikawa's feelings are not entirely wrong.

With the support of "steel bones", Qingdeng's bones are indeed unusually hard.

The powerful reaction force was like a surging wave of air, rushing wildly through Midorikawa's right leg. Bones, blood vessels, muscles... everything was churned up and thrown into disarray.

As if scalded by boiling water, Midorikawa quickly pulled his leg back.

He probably never imagined that... his kick not only failed to harm Qingdeng in the slightest, but also gave Qingdeng a buff.

My left arm hurts a bit... I activated the god-level talent I acquired the day before yesterday: "Berserker"!

Bang!

A massive fist, even more powerful than any of the previous blows, hurtled straight toward Midorikawa's body...

There is a saying that "one force can overcome ten techniques" and "practicing martial arts without internal strength training will lead to nothing in old age."

In the face of absolute power, any skill is nonsense—the clash between Qing Deng and Lü Chuan at this moment profoundly illustrates this statement.

Due to his limited physical abilities, Midorikawa was not only completely unable to withstand Qing Deng's attacks, but he also couldn't deal any damage!