Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Because of Nakano Serizawa's change in posture, his sword changed from a straight thrust to a vertical position with the tip pointing upwards, bypassing the obstruction of Hanazawa Nana's scabbard. Instead, he used the force of her forward charge and was about to strike her entire upper body.

Kashima Shinto-ryu: Kasumi no Tachi!

Her body moved like flowing clouds or drifting rosy clouds, swirling with the wind.

Hanazawa Nana realized that it was too late to move the scabbard to block Nakano Serizawa at this point. Even if she caught up, she wouldn't have enough strength to block it and would only be cut by the scabbard as well, which would naturally result in her defeat.

and so……

Hanazawa Nana gripped the scabbard with her left hand and suddenly exerted force, ignoring the blade that was slashing towards her. The hardwood scabbard slammed into her own right upper arm, slamming her taut right arm downwards. The katana she was holding in her right hand naturally slammed down onto Nakano Serizawa, who was kneeling below.

The blade swiftly drew near, and both Hanazawa Nana and Nakano Serizawa widened their eyes, staring intently at their weapons.

Who will be faster...?

hum!

A bright golden light appeared, and the upgraded arena was equipped with spells to protect the contestants from fatal injuries, in order to avoid the kind of accident that happened before. However, once this golden light was triggered, it meant that the winner had been decided.

Hanazawa Nana was a bit slow. She didn't know Thunder Breathing, and her strength was just that of an ordinary female college student who had undergone systematic training, so her sword-wielding speed was a little slower.

"The victory is decided!"

"The winner! Fushinkan! Nakano Serizawa!"

Hirahara Daichu looked at Harunobu with a smug expression, about to make a sarcastic remark, when he heard Harunobu speak sincerely first: "As expected of the new headmaster of Kashima, even the master of the ultimate level can take down my good-for-nothing first disciple."

Pingyuan Dazhong's sarcastic remarks suddenly choked in his throat.

Yeah, that girl down there is only a beginner; I heard she's only been learning swordsmanship for a little over a month.

Nakano Serizawa was an advanced disciple who had studied swordsmanship with him for ten years. Are you so proud of beating someone who was only a beginner? Are you even smug about it?

But... but...

Damn you!

Pingyuan Dazhong sat down uncomfortably, and the expressions of the others around him were also very strange, with a hint of resentment.

However, Harunobu was too lazy to care about them at this point, because Hanazawa Nana had already walked over.

Seeing the lazy dog's pitiful look, Qingxin waved her over impatiently: "Come here! I'm not going to eat you!"

"Teacher..." Hanazawa Nana pouted, feeling wronged. "I could have hit him, it was just that golden light that got in my way!"

Indeed, without defensive spells, even if Hanazawa Nana is hit first, her sword will still strike Nakano Serizawa. In a real sword fight, the result would be that Hanazawa Nana is disemboweled, while Nakano Serizawa has half of his skull sliced ​​off.

"Don't think about taking someone down with you. This isn't the kind of swordsmanship I taught you." Harunobu cracked his knuckles. If it were a kitten or Hirako, he would have slapped them on the butt.

However, there are alternatives.

Harunobu gave her a look, equally worried about Hanazawa Nana. Saten Yoko, who was half-dead from being frightened by Hanazawa Nana's aggressive fighting style, immediately grabbed her wooden sword and moved closer.

Hanazawa Nana wore a bitter expression, but instead of running away as usual, she muttered under her breath, "I was trying to help you win, Shifan..."

Qingxin said coldly, "Life is the most precious thing. To give up one's life for such a trivial matter of face is not only unwise, but also extremely foolish! Not to mention that it involves gambling with the life of one's own disciple!"

"You're punished by having to do fifty extra sets of meditation when you get back. Ye Zi, you keep an eye on her!"

"Yes! Normal!"

The person who risked his disciple's life for a mere matter of face stared wide-eyed at the righteous and awe-inspiring Qingxin.

No, it was clearly my disciple who won, so why are you acting like I'm the loser?

And why do I feel like I've lost?!

No one paid any attention to Hirahara Daichu. Harunobu's words were so righteous and noble that even those who disagreed with his reasoning did not jump out to refute him. Instead, they all looked at him with approval, as if they thought the same thing.

Hanazawa Nana was pulled back to Harunobu's side, and the family quietly discussed serious matters.

"Why are you working so hard? Our relationship isn't that close." Harunobu was genuinely curious about this. He wasn't surprised at all that Kitten and Hirako were working so hard for him; he was just touched. He could understand Hosho Amu, and he even wanted a reason for Saten Yoko.

Only Hanazawa Nana, that lazy dog, would be willing to die together with him just to save face for him?

Hanazawa Nana scratched her cheek shyly and blinked her big eyes at Saten Yoko: "I said it's because I like teacher training—"

Several sharp eyes made Hanazawa Nana immediately change the subject: "Actually, it's because of the swordsmanship you taught me, Master. That's definitely not the kind of swordsmanship you can learn for five yen a month, and you even got personal instruction from you. I can learn to this level in just over a month. If I don't repay such a great kindness, even I, Nana, won't be able to sleep."

"Just because of this? I'm going to have to look at you in a new light." Harunobu acted as if he were meeting Hanazawa Nana for the first time, which was pretty much true. Before, his impression of Hanazawa Nana was just that of a brainless lazy dog.

"Hehe~" Hanazawa Nana scratched her hair and said cautiously, "So, what about the extra practice just now...?"

"Yoko, add a hundred sets." Harunobu briefly instructed Saten Yoko, then turned to Hanazawa Nana, "Since you know how excellent the swordsmanship I taught you is, then work hard and stop thinking about playing any suicide tactics! Look at Yoko, she came to learn with you, and her talent isn't as good as yours."

"Goo-"

Hanazawa Nana frowned as she listened to Harunobu's long-winded explanation, but when Saten Yoko looked over, she secretly winked at her.

While the reasons I just mentioned do play a part, there's an even more important reason... Little Leaf, you'll have to thank your dear Sister Nana later, hehehe~

Miss Nana, I performed so well in front of the teacher's college this time, I'm sure I'll be valued, and maybe I'll even be taught the Thunder Sword. But I'm a lazy dog ​​who doesn't strive for progress, and I'm too lazy to learn.

If the teacher is a good person, he will definitely compensate Ye Zi, who is closest to me, so that Ye Zi can improve faster and become stronger!

And in this way,

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Xiao Yezi was able to spend more time with Ping Qingxin without any problems. Oh dear, Xiao Yezi tried to keep it a secret, but her adoring gaze couldn't be hidden.

Hanazawa Nana smiled foolishly, pleased that her perfect plan had been perfectly executed—a plan without any risk whatsoever.

After all, with defensive spells and a master watching over them, the safety level is already extremely high.

Yes, everything is going according to plan.

This was the original plan!

With her hands tightly entwined in the wide sleeves of her kendo uniform, Hanazawa Nana convinced herself.

The original plan was definitely not to win as easily as everyone else, to surprise the teachers and make them pay more attention to me.

Harunobu's lecture finally ended, and he reached out and patted Hanazawa Nana's head: "Alright, I should thank you for your hard work, thank you, Nana."

"..." Hanazawa Nana stood there, stunned.

Harunobu waved his hand in front of her, displeased: "What's with that look of surprise on your face, like you've seen a Yamata no Orochi?!"

"No...it's just..." Hanazawa Nana lowered her head, covered her face, and said in a cheerful tone, "I didn't expect that having a teacher's college representative wasn't enough, they even went after me—"

"Ye Zi, drag her away and beat her up."

"Yes! Normal!"

The wailing Hanazawa Nana was dragged away by Saten Yoko. Since this wasn't the first time Hanazawa Nana had been dragged away and beaten by Saten Yoko while crying, no one thought there was anything wrong with it.

But the people outside the Aozorakan...

Anyway, Kujou Ryuzuki is smiling happily~

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Author's note: I recommend adding an extra chapter on the last day!

Although it's not easy to stop updating here...

In short, I'm asking for votes and rewards for this 4K-word chapter!

Chapter 97: You've Been Enhanced

The commotion on the judges' panel did not affect the competition below. In the first place, the real sword trial competition did not need judges' comments. The one who was knocked down lost, and the one who stood up won. The reason for setting up Harunobu and his team as judges was just to establish authority and to use their fame for publicity.

So soon it was time for the disciples of Qingkong Pavilion to take the stage again.

"Winner's Group No. 18! Aozorakan! Tennen Harshin-ryu - First Disciple! Hosho Amu!"

"A showdown!"

"Number 232! Otsubo Dojo! Katori Shinto-ryu Okuden! Otsubo Saburo!"

Hosho Amu looked at the short, stocky man on the opposite side with some regret. He wasn't from the Fushinkan. She had wanted to help Nana get revenge and also share the burden of the teacher.

Although those clowns probably aren't something that teachers need to worry about.

He bowed slightly, paid his respects, and stepped back.

Hojo Amu gripped the hilt of her sword, looked at her opponent who had assumed a mid-stance, and let out a thunderous roar.

Be focused and calm.

Keep breathing.

The faint rumble of thunder excited not only the spectators at this arena, but also those near the other two arenas.

"This voice is..."

"Oh! It's the Thunder Sword of the Natural Sunshin Style!"

"Is that the lightning-fast sword-drawing technique that's said to kill with a single blow? I'd really like to observe that closely."

Across from Hojo Amu, Otsubo Saburo licked his lips, observing her with a serious expression as she assumed the Thunderclap Flash stance. The same posture she adopted as when Hirai Sachiko instantly defeated the enemy last time made him feel extremely heavy-hearted.

But the power that surged from within his body quickly dispelled the heaviness, restoring his confidence and giving him the courage to complete the mission.

Saburo Otsubo is also one of the assassins of the Demon Dragon Society and one of the failed products of the demon transformation surgery. However, the power he gained was relatively weak. His resistance to poison became stronger, but the side effect was that his body was always in pain from the poison.

In short, he originally had no chance of fighting Hojo Amu with his strength, since he was just a beginner, but things are different now.

After the last competition, the Dragon Society knew that they couldn't achieve their goal by relying solely on failed attempts. So they conducted further experiments on these failed attempts, granting them even greater power—along with more painful torture.

Saburo Otsubo is one of the better enhanced ones. He can even bend an iron rod with his bare hands and withstand direct hits from ordinary blades with only a scratch. More importantly, he was originally only resistant to poison, but now he has become a monster that can secrete highly toxic substances.

His blood, urine, saliva, and even sweat are highly corrosive. If he finds the right opportunity to do this to the beautiful woman in front of him, she will die on stage, screaming as if she had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid.

With a calm and composed expression, Saburo Otsubo, like an ordinary swordsman, let out a loud kiho and charged towards Amu Hojo.

The attack was ordinary and had many flaws. The judges watching had already judged the outcome. This level of skill was not even enough to beat Hanazawa Nana, let alone Hosho Amu. The female warriors of Hosho Dojo were actually quite famous in the local dojo community.

However, Hojo Amu did not immediately activate Thunderclap Flash, but continued to maintain Thunder Breathing, keeping this state of abundant power.

Are you planning to replicate Hanazawa Nana's disguise playstyle from before?

Many people thought this way, including Saburo Otsubo. His pupils dilated slightly. Although it would be great to kill Amu Hojo with his enhanced power, the reward would probably be even better if he could defeat her head-on!

Most importantly, that way he wouldn't expose his strangeness, lest the monks and witches around him discover that he was no longer human.

Although he didn't dislike this power, Saburo Otsubo didn't want to become a monster that everyone hated.

With his mind racing, Saburo Otsubo moved swiftly to Amu Hojo's side and entered her attack range without hesitation.

brush--

boom!

The sound of the blade being drawn and the sound of feet pushing off the ground rang out almost simultaneously. The moment he stepped into Hojo Amu's attack range, the 1.5-meter-tall Saburo Otsubo's muscles bulged, and he leaped towards Hojo Amu as if he had been thrown by a catapult, while simultaneously thrusting out the knife in his hand.

The exaggerated explosive power stunned everyone. A faint golden footprint even appeared on the floor of the arena, proof that the golden light spell protecting the arena had suffered an extreme attack.

If he can do this with just one kick, then what exactly is his sword capable of...?

The master craftsman of Toshogu Shrine clutched the rosary around his neck with a pained expression, ready to throw it away at any moment.

But it's no longer necessary.

No Outflow - Secret Technique - Fang Thrust!

It's not the Jab Thrust Zero that relies purely on the upper body for explosive power, but rather a very standard Jab Thrust that uses the whole body to concentrate the power at the tip of the blade, in exchange for absolute penetrating power and explosive speed.

This is a secret killing move that can be compared to the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash of the Flying Sword Style.

However, it should have had its own stance. At least the sword would have been drawn from its sheath first. This was a thrusting technique, not a sword-drawing technique. It shouldn't have been easy to use with such a lightning-fast stance. But Amu Hojo's movements were exceptionally smooth, as if every muscle in her body was being controlled individually, yet they achieved a seamless and harmonious coordination.

Then, he thrust out with his sword.

The Golden Light Mantra finally lit up, but Otsubo Saburo had already been pierced and sent flying backward, crashing onto the floor.

“He’s not dead.” Hosho Amu flicked the blood off the tip of her sword and said to the monks who rushed to her aid, “Besides, something seems off about him.”

Under Amu Hosho's watchful gaze, a corner of the knife tip visibly disappeared.

Unfortunately, her reminder came too late, or rather, it was too late for Senso-ji Temple.

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