Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Arima Ichiro felt his heart clench; he hadn't even had time to react to Hirahara Harunobu's sudden attack! In other words, he was completely powerless against Hirahara Harunobu!

But looking at Ping Qingxin's calm face, he dared not say he wanted to surrender. Even a fool would know that he had completely offended Ping Qingxin. If he surrendered now, not only would the commission he had taken on fail completely, but the reputation of Baosheng Dojo would also be damaged. At that time, even his master Baosheng would not let him off the hook!

Now we have no choice but to grit our teeth and go all the way!

Raising his wooden sword, Arima Ichiro announced his name once more: "No Outer Stream, Middle School! Arima Ichiro!"

Qingxin glanced at him disdainfully: "You're not worthy of my name. Open your eyes wide... trash."

Such blunt and crude words immediately attracted more attention. People stared wide-eyed as Harunobu adopted the same iaido stance as Hirako earlier.

"Breathing of Thunder, First Form: Thunderclap Flash".

After reading the entire passage in a straightforward manner, Harunobu appeared in front of Arima Ichiro, easily knocking the wooden sword from his hand, leaving him defenseless.

Harunobu spoke again: "Thunder Breathing, Second Form: Inari Soul".

Five bolts of lightning flashed, and Arima Ichiro's body made a cracking sound. His limbs twisted into shapes that no human could do almost simultaneously. Sharp pain assaulted his mind, causing him to let out a wail of agony.

But then, as Qingxin's calm voice rang out, he suddenly felt no pain. He had to stop feeling pain; he had to speak!

"Thunder Breathing, Third Form: Gathering Mosquitoes into Thunder".

Harunobu's body moved with such speed that it almost created afterimages, and the wooden swords in the hands of each figure were all aimed at Arima Ichiro's head.

Until he finally overcame the excruciating pain, he howled and roared, "I give up!"

The wooden sword stopped above the top of his head. His roar pierced through the thunderous breath that had dissipated from Seishin and reached the ears of everyone around him, causing a huge uproar. The disciples of Hosho Dojo looked at Arima Ichiro in disbelief, and then, as if their spines had been ripped out, they lowered their heads in dejection.

Qingxin sheathed his wooden sword: "My Qingkong Hall shouldn't have any grudge against your Baosheng Dojo, right? Why are you here to cause trouble?"

Arima Ichiro swallowed hard: "It's because of...it's because of what happened at the Women's Dojo. I...I'm jealous that you can become a samurai. I think I'm better than you."

This is indeed a real reason, but it's only one of them. The real main reason is something Arima Ichiro wouldn't dare say even if he were beaten to death.

Harunobu didn't think so, but since even someone like Ma Ichiro wouldn't say anything, he couldn't possibly take the blame for murder for someone like that. He could only shake his head and say, "Get lost, you piece of trash. It seems that's all the Hosho Dojo is capable of."

Arima Ichiro got up and walked away from the crowd without saying a word, but as his monotonous footsteps gradually became louder, he eventually stopped and stood there blankly, like a dog kicked out of a pack of wolves.

The other disciples of Baosheng Dojo gripped their wooden swords, stubbornly craning their necks to look at Qingxin, surprising Qingxin with the effectiveness of his taunts.

However, he has no intention of continuing the fight like this.

"Get out of here, you losers! You weaklings who couldn't even defeat my disciple have no right to challenge me."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Casting a Long Line to Catch a Big Fish

Under Harunobu's mockery, the disciples of Hosho Dojo clenched their fists, feeling extremely unwilling, but unable to refute him.

Harunobu has already demonstrated his strength. Even Arima Ichiro, the strongest among them, is like a child in Harunobu's hands, and his mental defenses are even broken. With so many people admitting defeat in front of him, they are certainly no match for him.

But they didn't actually want to defeat Hirahara Harunobu; they just wanted to show their indomitable spirit and wash away the shame of Arima Ichiro's surrender after being beaten—even though those who were defeated by Hirahara Sachiko, and Hirahara Sachiko herself, had preferred to be injured rather than surrender when they were defeated!

However, Ping Qingxin did not give them this opportunity, and it was reasonable. As the head of a dojo, not just anyone could challenge him. Just like if someone wanted to challenge the head of their Baosheng Dojo, they would first have to show strength that surpassed that of their disciples.

As for continuing to challenge Hirako?

That would probably allow them to fight Hiranobu directly, but that wouldn't wash away the shame of cowardice; instead, it would only add to their reputation for taking advantage of others' misfortunes and bullying the weak...

"Get lost, you Hosho Dojo guys. If you still want a challenge, go find some stronger guys."

Qingxin spoke with disdain, his expression full of sarcasm, even expressing regret that the problems of the times prevented him from using the Six Arts of a Gentleman from his past life memories—of course, he wasn't doing this because he suddenly had a fit of chuunibyou, but simply because he wanted to test something.

Something related to those two previous side quests.

On his way back, he checked the details of the two side quests:

Side Quest: Challenge the Dojo

[Mission Description: Those arrogant fools have challenged the world's number one dojo! Beat them to a pulp! Crush their pride! Etch fear into their souls!]

[Task Rewards: 25 Diligence Points per beginner, 50 Diligence Points per intermediate, 100 Diligence Points per advanced, 300 Diligence Points per master]

[Challenge Reward: If a disciple defeats the challenger, the corresponding reward will be doubled.]

Incidentally, Harunobu has now obtained 50+100+100+50 points. The first three are the three that Hirako defeated, and the last one is Arima Ichiro, whom Harunobu defeated himself.

Then comes another side quest.

Side Quest: Counterattack

[Mission Description: Launch a counterattack against the foolish forces that dare to offend the world's number one dojo, and show them who truly is the world's number one dojo!]

【mission rewards:

Victory in the bloody battle: 500 Study Points

Slight advantage: Diligent Study Points * 500

A resounding victory: 1500 Study Points

Dominate and conquer: 1000 Study Points, 1 random gym building blueprint

[Challenge Rewards: If the entire challenge is completed by the disciple, 1000 Diligence Points and 1 Disciple Talent Advancement Opportunity]

He noticed that neither of the two tasks had a time limit, and the rewards were only based on the number of participants and the results. In particular, the two tasks were clearly linked, which meant that as long as people kept coming to challenge him, he could keep racking up points.

Well, the former might not work, since this isn't a recurring mission. It might just end after defeating these idiots. But what if someone else comes to challenge us again? Will we get this mission again?

So he wanted to mock them mercilessly, so that after they lost, they would feel resentment, anger, and unwillingness, and they would also have the courage to call on others to come and lose. So although Qingxin was very reluctant, he gave up the idea of ​​beating all these people up to get points. What if they were beaten so badly that they dared not come back?

Similarly, the matter of kicking down Baosheng Dojo's signboard should also be postponed for now, lest these walking diligence points stop being delivered.

As for the possibility of losing, even if they manage to draw a super big shot, such as the headmaster of the Wuwailiu family, there will be no punishment if they lose, and their reputation will not be damaged.

Just kidding. What level is Natural Clear Heart Flow? What level is the Wuwai Flow main family? It's only natural that he lost. If he won, that would be called reversing the Heavenly Gang!

Of course, this is also because Taira no Yukiko was unharmed, otherwise Harunobu wouldn't have calmed down so easily. Now we'll see how things go... Hopefully these guys will step up their game. I'm not counting on them to reach the level of a Grandmaster, but it would be good if they could find more Grandmasters.

Watching the disciples of Baosheng Dojo slink away amidst the jeers of the onlookers, Qingxin returned to the dojo. The onlookers, having finished their gossip, gradually dispersed, but judging from their excited expressions and enthusiastic words, the matter was about to spread quickly.

Harunobu closed the door again and looked at Hirako. She was sitting in the corridor behind the door, her straight legs bent to her chest, pressing against her firm figure under her loose clothing, leaving a wide gap.

On her beautiful face, her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her red lips were tightly pursed. She endured the pain coming from her calves and arches, and her slender fingers continued to rub her feet, which were turning an eerie red.

For her, using Thunderclap Flash, Rice Soul, and Mosquito Swarm Thunder in succession had exceeded her limit, and as the adrenaline subsided, the accumulated pain naturally came knocking.

"Let me see how badly you're injured?"

Harunobu sat down beside her and skillfully reached out to grab her two delicate, round little feet, placing them on his thigh. Hirako instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Harunobu's large hand was already pressed down on them.

The scalding heat invaded her sensitive limbs, which had never been touched by anyone before, and expanded wantonly. This should have been a very unpleasant thing. At least, Hirako had never thought that someone would touch her there. In fact, even now, the thought of someone else touching her made her feel disgusted. But... except for the teacher's college.

A tingling sensation overwhelmed the previous stinging pain. The familiar yet long-lost pleasure brought a misty haze to Hirako's eyes. Her white teeth instinctively pressed against her bright red lower lip, silencing any unpleasant sounds. Her limp body tensed, suppressing her instinctive reactions.

Qingxin carefully examined the pair of jade feet in his hands, feeling them thoroughly inside and out, before finally feeling relieved: "It's alright, there's no major problem, it's just overloaded, it'll be fine after a little rest."

As he spoke, he raised his head and took in the beautiful sight of Hirako's flushed cheeks, slightly moist eyes, and her gently biting red lips. He was momentarily lost in thought, but then he suddenly felt Harunobu's gaze, especially when that gaze suddenly became intense. Hirako couldn't help but let out a cute little whimper, and her ten toes curled up awkwardly.

Qingxin felt a slight itch in his palm. The familiar, delicate touch even made him automatically think of those pink and lustrous pearls. He couldn't help but swallow. The touch that he had become accustomed to suddenly became tempting. It felt as if he was holding not a light foot, but a treasure weighing more than a thousand pounds.

"Sachiko..."

Qingxin was a little nervous. Was it really appropriate for him to be so violent on their first meeting, given the atmosphere and attitude?

Speaking of weddings, should we choose a ceremony before the wedding ceremony or before the Shinto ceremony? Should we wear a white kimono or a wedding dress...?

No, you're thinking too far ahead!

Harunobu raised his lower body and leaned forward, slowly but firmly approaching Hirako. Her unsupported jade feet slid onto his thigh, and the sensation of rubbing against his hard object made Hirako flinch shyly, but she did not resist further. Her face simply became even redder, making Harunobu think of that classic description—a red apple that makes you want to take a bite.

Harunobu couldn't resist the temptation either, and lowered his head.

The tender red lips were violently bitten. The impulsive mood and clumsy movements caused a slight pain to both of their lips at the same time, but it quickly dissipated in excitement. Qingxin clumsily stuck out his tongue and entangled it with the pink prey. The slightly sweet saliva slid down the corner of his mouth as he sucked, pulling out sticky silver threads.

Harunobu couldn't help but reach his hand towards the depths of Hirako's thigh, but the subsequent cry of pain brought him back to his senses.

The injuries caused by Hirako's overloaded use of Thunder Breathing weren't limited to her calves and feet; her thighs and other parts of her body were also damaged. If she were to do anything further under these circumstances...

Harunobu glanced at the tension on Hirako's head, reluctantly withdrew his hand from inside, and lowered his head again.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Arriving Because of Its Reputation

"Hey hey~ Leaf~"

In the spacious classroom, Yoko Saten, a first-year student at a Japanese women's university, put down her pen and stopped her friend from rushing towards her. "What's wrong now, Nana?"

However, as always, Hanazawa Nana's attention quickly wandered: "Why do you look at me like I've done something wrong again?"

Saten Yoko poked Hanazawa Nana's round face hard with her five fingers together: "Shut up! You idiot! Get to the point! Otherwise, you'll have to do your homework yourself today!"

"Huh?! How could this happen... I had even come up with some jokes..." Hanazawa Nana collapsed onto Saten Yoko like a punctured balloon, and then, under the increasingly dangerous gaze of her friend, she finally got down to business.

"Alright~ alright~ since you're begging me like this, Yoko." Saten Yoko ignored this nonsense; if she continued like this, it would never end.

"It's that women's dojo I mentioned last time~ It's been making headlines again lately with some pretty big rumors."

"Is it the one in 'Blue Tide'?" Saten Yoko remembered the magazine that Hanazawa Nana had proudly presented last week, and poked her cheek again. "Stop fooling around, just tell me."

"They're really impatient... To put it simply, another dojo called Hosho went to cause trouble for that women's dojo, but they were defeated by the female disciples of that dojo, and in front of a lot of people."

Saten Yoko was slightly surprised: "Really? Is she the female swordsman whose photo was published in the magazine?"

"Didn't that dojo's advertisement say they only have this one disciple?" Hanazawa Nana shook her head, pressing Saten Yoko's hand under her chin. "So..."

"I refuse." Saten Yoko reflexively rejected Hanazawa Nana, who always had whimsical ideas, but she quickly realized what she was doing and looked at Hanazawa Nana nonchalantly.

Hanazawa Nana grinned and continued, "So, Yezi, why don't you go take a look too? Haven't you always wanted to learn swordsmanship?"

"That women's dojo looks really strong. I heard from the neighbors that the disciples of Hosho Dojo couldn't even last three rounds against them."

Saten Yoko pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "I really can't do anything with you, so I'll just go with you."

"Hehehe~"

The female college student versions of "No-Brainer" and "Grumpy" started their usual sticky, playful bickering again, while not far from their seats, Amu Hojo relaxed her perked-up ears and looked at the magazine spread out on the table.

"Does the Aozorakan... still have the Natural Harushin-ryu style?" The daughter of Hosho Ichijo, the head of the Hosho Dojo, murmured, then put away the "Blue Gourd" manual, took out her textbook, and gave the instruction as the teacher walked into the classroom:

"stand up!"

……

Soon, the day's classes came to an end. The workload at the women's university wasn't heavy, so Saten Yoko and Hanazawa Nana successfully boarded the train and arrived at Aozorakan-ji, easily asking for directions to Aozorakan.

Hojo Amu followed behind the two of them and walked up the slope.

Before they even reached the Blue Sky Pavilion, a cacophony of sounds reached their ears. Hanazawa Nana looked curiously in the direction of the noise, while Saten Yoko pulled her hand and quickened their pace.

But Amu Hosho slowed down her movements: "That voice... is it Hayama-senpai?"

When she reached the top of the slope, the first thing she saw was a solid wall of people, followed by Hanazawa Nana shouting and yelling, and she actually managed to make way for the wall of people.

She took a deep breath and quickly caught up. Her identical school uniform to Hanazawa Nana allowed her to successfully squeeze into the fast lane and into the human wall.

Then she saw Ye Shan Yangtian—a middle-level disciple of the Hosho Dojo—facing off against a woman in a kendo uniform, his expression unusually serious, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Hosho Amu looked at the female disciple in surprise. The loose kendo uniform made it impossible for her to see Hira Sachiko's body clearly, but judging from her exposed hands, she should be an ordinary woman. Although she was tall, her fingers were slender and her calluses were very thin, indicating that she had not been learning swordsmanship for very long.

Is this woman, who looks like a complete novice, really the female swordswoman with superhuman strength who defeated characters like Yamashita Gobei and Suzuki Kuno?

Amu Hojo watched the duel intently.

Hirako maintained her mid-stance stance, sizing up her opponent, a tall, muscular man whose kendo uniform was stretched taut by his muscles. The wooden sword in his hand was an extended and thickened version, clearly indicating a strength-based type, and his explosive speed was probably not weak either.

Moreover, after giving his name, he immediately became calm and composed, showing that he has a strong mentality and is a formidable opponent.

Adjusting her breathing, Hirako didn't plan to use Thunderclap Flash. She couldn't count on her opponent giving her a chance to charge up her power; she could only try using Inari Soul or Mosquito Thunder to finish the job...

In the silent standoff, time slowly passed. In the end, it was Ye Shan Yangtian who lost his temper first. He had done his research before coming to challenge them and knew that the Tianran Qingxinliu had a very powerful Iaijutsu, but it required charging up.

So in the blink of an eye, he launched his attack!

Ye Shan Yangtian was about 1.8 meters tall, and the wooden sword in his hand was about 1.2 meters long including the hilt. Therefore, he only took two steps forward before bringing Taira Yukiko into his attack range.

"what!"

A loud snort erupted, transforming into a heavy slam of the wooden sword as it charged forward. However, Hirako was not surprised at all, nor was she intimidated by the snort; it was even louder than Harunobu's breathing!

She calmly raised her wooden sword and met the enemy's attack.

Snapped!

The two wooden swords collided in mid-air. Hirako's wooden sword sent Hayama Yoten's wooden sword flying high into the air. Then, she immediately twisted her wrist and chopped the horizontal wooden sword vertically towards Hayama Yoten's head. Her movements were swift and sharp.