I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

It wasn't until recently that Qingdeng truly understood the meaning of this section in his high school geography textbook...

Startled awake by the cold, Qingdeng opened his eyes and stared blankly at the thatched roof he was already used to seeing. He opened his mouth and hissed, a cloud of white mist billowing out from his mouth and nose.

"It's so cold... What's going on..."

Qingdeng casually threw on a few clothes, jumped out of bed, and stormed out the door.

The glaring light forced Qingdeng to lower her eyelids and use her long eyelashes to filter the light.

After his eyes had adjusted to the light outside, Qingdeng slowly opened them—a pure white world.

"It's snowing...no wonder it's so cold..."

"Ah! Mr. Tachibana!"

A pleasant female voice sounded beside her—Jin Zeqin, dressed in men's clothing, was carrying a cotton coat and running excitedly towards Qingdeng.

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All the martial arts-related videos on Bilibili, whether it's the bullet comments or the comment section, are a complete mess! There are so many self-proclaimed "sword saints" on Bilibili! One minute they're criticizing the sword's alignment, the next they're saying, "It's not as good as the old man practicing swordsmanship in the park near my house." I'm speechless.

Chapter 305 Tachibana-kun! Marry my sister! [6600]

The ground was covered with fine, silvery snowflakes, as fine as salt. Jin Zeqin trudged through the snow, her steps uneven.

"Good morning, Ms. Kanazawa."

"Good morning, Mr. Orange!"

"It's so cold today..."

Qingdeng brought his palms to his lips and breathed hot air into them forcefully.

"Yesterday the sky was clear and sunny, but today it's snowing."

After saying that, Qingdeng looked up at the sky.

A faint ray of sunlight pierced the earth through gaps in the clouds, the sky darkened, and the surroundings became exceptionally quiet.

The morning mist, mixed with snow, spread out. Looking around, all that could be seen was a gray haze.

The snowflakes fell heavily and gently.

A few snowflakes touched Qingdeng's face and neck, and immediately melted from his body heat, turning into a small puddle of warm water.

The cool, refreshing touch instantly dispelled the last vestiges of drowsiness from Meng Huoqing's mind.

"Yes, it is indeed very cold today."

Jin Zeqin shrank her gracefully curved neck.

"That's why I came here especially to bring you this cotton-padded coat!"

After saying that, Jin Zeqin gently picked up the neatly folded cotton coat from his arms with the movements of holding a precious treasure.

"Hmm? Miss Jinze, where did you get this cotton coat?"

"Stolen from my brother!"

"Aha?"

"Haha, I was just kidding."

Jin Zeqin chuckled a few times, looking at Qing Deng, who had a surprised expression, with a delighted look on her face.

"It was given to me by my grandson! The cotton-padded clothes that my grandson requested a few days ago were delivered very promptly this morning. I've been eating and drinking for free in the military camp for so many days, I'm almost going crazy with boredom, and I was just worried about having nothing to do, so I volunteered to help deliver the cotton-padded clothes!"

Because they hadn't anticipated that winter would come so quickly, the expeditionary force didn't carry any supplies for protection against the cold when they set out.

Fortunately, a few days ago, my grandson, who has some knowledge of weather and seasons, keenly sensed that the temperature in Kai would drop sharply in the next few days, so he sent a fast horse to the nearby post station to urgently request clothing and equipment for keeping warm.

Qingdeng nodded slightly: "I see..."

"Come on, Mr. Ju, let me help you get dressed!"

"Ah? No, no, it's just a cotton coat, not some kind of twelve-layered kimono that's so troublesome to wear."

The twelve-layered kimono: a court dress worn by high-ranking female officials of noble birth and above in the Kyoto imperial court. It was named for the many layers of clothing worn on it.

As soon as Qing Deng finished speaking, Jin Zeqin shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

“Mr. Ju, the injury on your right arm hasn’t fully healed yet. The doctor said to avoid moving your right arm until the wound is completely healed. So let me do this for you.”

The "injury on the right arm" that Jinzeqin mentioned was naturally the cut left on Qingdeng's right arm four days ago when Yokokura Keinosuke suddenly attacked.

After being diagnosed by the military doctor, Qingdeng was very lucky. Although his artery had been severed, his tendons, bones, and other vital parts of his hand were not damaged. He only needed to rest and recuperate for a while and eat more blood-nourishing foods, and he would recover in no time.

At that time, the military doctor praised Qingdeng's amazing physique—his artery had been cut and he had lost so much blood, but apart from being a little pale, he had no other abnormalities.

This is all thanks to the talents "Berserker" and "Yuan Yang +1".

"Berserker" has two main effects:

Firstly, the more pain the body experiences, the more it can stimulate the hidden power within the body.

Secondly, the tolerance to pain and blood loss is greatly improved.

This is why Aoto was able to calmly bandage himself when he was injured by Yokokura Keinosuke—because he didn't feel much pain or discomfort.

As for "Yuanyang +1", it goes without saying.

The abundance of kidney energy makes Qing Deng Shen Long Ma strong and powerful, and also greatly enhances the body's recovery ability and resistance to weakness.

The fact that Yokokura Keinosuke also possessed the top-tier talent of "Primordial Yang" surprised Aoto.

However, upon closer reflection, it seems quite reasonable—Yokokura Keinosuke, despite his pig-like stature, could move swiftly through the complex mountain terrain, which is excellent proof of his physical condition.

Since discovering the concept of "Yuanyang," Qingdeng has increasingly felt how much the quality and abundance of kidney qi affect a person's physical condition.

Whether it's eating, drinking, walking, or sleeping... I have boundless energy for everything I do.

The synergy between "Yuan Yang +1" and "Sleep God" makes Qing Deng's sleep quality and daily energy levels exceptionally good.

I wake up every morning feeling incredibly energetic. I don't even need an afternoon nap; I can stay this energetic until night.

Qingdeng hasn't experienced what it feels like to "not get enough sleep," "feel more tired the more you sleep," or "feel dizzy and lightheaded after waking up" for a long time.

However... having too much kidney energy can also have a few side effects...

Recently, Qingdeng has been changing his loincloth very frequently... Those who know, know.

After declaring in an unquestionable tone, "Please make sure I do it for you," Jin Zeqin unfurled the cotton coat in her hands without further ado, stepped forward, stood closer to Qingdeng, and awkwardly draped the coat over Qingdeng's back.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Jin Zeqin otherwise, Qing Deng could only helplessly raise his arms horizontally so that Jin Zeqin could dress him.

"Mr. Ju, how is your injury recovering?" Jin Zeqin glanced at Qing Deng's right arm.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm almost fully recovered."

"Okay, that's good." A cheerful smile appeared on Jin Zeqin's cheeks.

A moment later, a thick cotton coat wrapped around Qingdeng's upper body, and the cold subsided.

"Mr. Ju, how is it? Does it fit?"

"Yes, it fits perfectly. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I only did a very small thing."

While making polite small talk, Jin Zeqin extended her slender, pale fingers to smooth out the wrinkles on her blue cotton coat, and unconsciously said:

"Mr. Ju, your body is indeed very strong. Every muscle is as hard as a rock."

"?" Qing Deng raised an eyebrow, looking at Jin Zeqin with surprise at her sudden ambiguous remarks.

"!" Jin Zeqin's expression changed drastically. Her mind slowed to realize just how audacious her words were in terms of the values ​​of this era.

"Hugs! I'm so sorry! I overstepped my bounds! Please forgive me!"

Jin Zeqin took two steps back, clasped her hands in front of her, and bowed deeply to Qing Deng, revealing the back of her snow-white neck.

To help Jin Zeqin out of that predicament, Qing Deng smiled and said in a relaxed tone:

"Haha, thank you for the compliment. Being physically strong is one of the few strengths I can be proud of."

Knowing that Qing Deng was trying to help her out of a difficult situation, Jin Zeqin slowly straightened up and gave Qing Deng a grateful, shy smile.

“Haha, thinking about it carefully…” Jin Zeqin looked around, “This seems to be the first time I’ve been alone with you, Mr. Ju.”

When talking about the word "being alone," Jin Zeqin suddenly started stammering.

At the same time, a wisp of misty red glow appeared on Jin Zeqin's delicate face.

Standing at 1.7 meters tall, taller than the vast majority of men in this country today, Jin Zeqin has always presented herself as a "cold and beautiful female warrior".

If someone familiar with Kanazawa Koto were present at this moment, they would be quite surprised to see her like this—Kanako Koto, who is devoted to swordsmanship and always maintains a solemn and aloof demeanor, and is often teased as "Little Sanako" by the students of the Chiba Sword Hall, actually has such a... gentle side.

"Huh? Is that so?" Qing Deng was taken aback.

Qing Deng didn't really notice whether he had ever spent time alone with Jin Zeqin before.

“…Hmm.” Jin Zeqin raised her gaze, glanced at Qing Deng, and nodded slightly. “At this moment…it is indeed the first time we have been alone together since we met.”

At this point, Jin Zeqin suddenly stopped talking.

She seemed to recall something... a bad memory, and a layer of melancholy clouded her eyes.

"After all... when you usually visit the Chiba Sword Hall, you mainly interact with Ms. Sanako... I can't find an opportunity to chat with you..."

Qingdeng: "..."

Jin Zeqin: "..."

Neither of them spoke.

An awkward atmosphere filled the air around them...

A moment later, Jin Zeqin hurriedly tidied her hair at her temples, her eyes glancing sideways at the empty snowfield in the lower left corner.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I said something strange, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Qing Deng gently interrupted Jin Zeqin's repeated apologies:

"It's alright...no need to apologize..."