I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Upon realizing this, Qingdeng felt a powerful force welling up within him.

"Xiao Si, why don't you think about this again? Don't ruin your lives!"

"No! We really have to call Brother Rong and the others over!"

"Ugh... this is such a headache..."

The ward was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

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10 days later—

On the morning of March 22, 1861 (the first year of the Bungu era) —

Edo, the Thousand Things Shop—

With a whoosh, Qingdeng skillfully pushed open the shop door.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mr. Kiryu sitting behind the counter, writing something.

"Good morning, Mr. Kiryu."

"Well, good morning."

Kiryu put down his brush and smiled in agreement.

After exchanging brief pleasantries, Qingdeng turned his head and looked around.

"Mr. Kiryu, where's Mai?"

"She went out shopping with Makimura."

"Mr. Makimura is here too?"

"Yes, he will stay in Edo for a while longer before leaving."

"So... Kiryu-sensei, what exactly are you going to teach me?"

Five days ago, Qingdeng was discharged from the hospital.

Yesterday, Kiryu suddenly approached Aoto and said, "Tachibana-kun, come to Senjiya tomorrow. I want to teach you something really powerful."

Qingdeng immediately asked what it was.

Kiryu smiled meaningfully and replied, "You'll know when you come tomorrow."

At this moment, Kiryu revealed that meaningful smile once again.

"Tachibana-kun, come with me."

Aoto obediently did as he was told, following closely behind Kiryu.

"Ju-kun, have you been following the lung strength training method I taught you before every day?"

Qingdeng nodded:

"Yes. I do it every day without fail."

On the day he became Kiryu's apprentice more than half a year ago, Kiryu taught Aoto a method to effectively train his lung capacity and specifically instructed Aoto: This "lung strength training method" must be done at least once a day, and he must persist in training his lung capacity without ever slacking off.

Although Qing Deng didn't understand why, he still obediently followed Kiryu's instructions and insisted on doing this "lung strength training method" every day without ever slacking off.

"Kid Orange, take a deep breath now, until your lungs are full."

"what?"

"hurry up."

Urged on by the Kiryu boss, Aoto took a deep breath.

The airflow, like a storm, penetrated straight into his mouth and abdomen.

With his relentless daily training and the added advantage of his innate "Iron Lungs +2", Qingdeng's lung capacity has long since reached a terrifying level.

"Hmm, not bad. This level of lung strength... should be acceptable."

"Kiryu-sensei, why are you suddenly checking my lung capacity?"

"Hehehe... You'll find out soon enough."

As they spoke, the two arrived at the garden of the Senjiya.

"Hey, Tachibana-kun, here you go."

Kiryu pulled out two bamboo swords from somewhere, keeping one for himself and throwing the other to Aoto.

"Kiryu-sensei, are you... going to teach me a new sword technique?"

"Tachibana-kun, have you ever been sent flying by the 'Sword of Selflessness'?"

"Huh? What... ugh?!"

In the blink of an eye, the white leather rapidly magnified in Qingdeng's field of vision!

[Note: The tip of a bamboo sword.]

With a loud thud, Qing Deng was sent flying.

As he was free-falling through the air, he saw a beautiful light shimmering in Kiryu's eyes.

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Of course, Qingdeng couldn't possibly escape this ordeal so easily.

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Qingdeng twisted half a circle in mid-air, displaying a superb recovery technique, and landed steadily on the ground.

A burning pain shot through his chest, causing Qingdeng to wince involuntarily.

--What's this……?

He raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Mr. Kiryu in front of him.

Kiryu, the boss, walked towards Aoto at a leisurely pace, as if taking a stroll in a garden.

They did not adopt a fighting stance.

He did not show a frightened expression.

He simply let his arms hang down naturally, allowing the tip of the bamboo sword to drag on the ground.

He simply maintained a calm and composed demeanor, his eyes gleaming with a strange, piercing light, his chest rising and falling in a very odd rhythm.

The more Qingdeng observed the other person, the more astonished he became.

You can't feel anything about Kiryu-sensei.

It possessed neither the sharp, knife-like killing intent nor the passionate, stirring fighting spirit.

This was the first time Qingdeng had encountered such a situation.

He looked back on every battle he had ever fought—no matter how weak the opponent, they should have at least shown some fighting spirit, a desire to win and an attempt to attack.

However, looking at Kiryu at this moment, he was utterly empty.

Yes, that's right.

Nothingness! I can't feel anything!

Qing Dengzhi felt that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but an elusive fog.

Unable to grasp the specific shape.

The detailed flow cannot be controlled.

It was clearly just a cloud of "fog"... yet it gave Qingdeng the illusion that he was at the bottom of the deep sea!

The suffocating water pressure pressed towards Qingdeng from all directions.

Skin feels tight.

My hair stood on end.

My breathing became rapid and uncontrollable.

Talents such as "Lone Warrior +3", "Focus", and "Berserker +4" were activated immediately.

Despite having many buffs, Qingdeng still felt a persistent sense of crisis.

In the blink of an eye, Kiryu's figure suddenly transformed into a blur.

At that moment, Qingdeng felt a wave hundreds of meters high crashing towards him!

—Here it comes!

Qingdeng instinctively braced his bamboo sword and assumed a defensive stance.

However, Kiryu's bamboo sword had already bypassed his defenses and swept towards his left shoulder.

Bang!

"Well!"

Qingdeng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain.

It was as if he had been hit by a big truck; the "shockwave" that Pei Mo could not resist spread throughout Qing Deng's body.

He stumbled back three steps before finally regaining his balance.

No sooner had he stood still than Kiryu's pursuit began.

The bamboo sword drew an arc as it approached.

Qing Deng once again attempted to raise his sword to defend.

But a scene remarkably similar to the one just now occurred again—before Aoto could even raise his bamboo sword, Kiryu's bamboo sword had already struck his body.