Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Harunobu's family status was promoted quickly. After the competition yesterday, Tanaka Yu delivered a beautiful certificate, which even bore the seal of Emperor Taisho. It was unclear whether it was the real Emperor's seal or the seal used by the Prime Minister.

But that's not important. What's important is that after becoming a member of the royal family, Harunobu would have a "territory," and to protect that "territory," besides the lord, soldiers would naturally be needed.

The dojo master's soldiers are, of course, his disciples, but the soldiers can't exactly go to the battlefield with wooden swords used for practice, can they?

So, although it wasn't explicitly stipulated, the fact was that samurai of the Goken class could apply for the right to carry swords for their disciples. Even though it was a stripped-down version, a privilege limited to the Goken territory, it was still a privilege!

Besides, as long as nothing major goes wrong, generally no one will make a fuss about it even if the knife is taken out of range.

What do you think of this?

Saten Torato Yusuke was still somewhat hesitant, but Saten Yoko had already excitedly agreed, "Teacher! Please let me do this!"

"And me too~ Teacher's College! I like you the most!"

"Just stay still."

Harunobu held down Hanazawa Nana, who was about to pounce, and Hirako naturally stepped forward to take over, suppressing this arrogant junior sister.

Satenko Yusuke shook his head helplessly, then knelt down properly and bowed to Harunobu: "Thank you, Master Taira!"

"Did I do anything?" Harunobu blinked. "Mr. Saten, are you misunderstanding something?"

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding." (Zuo)

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Yusuke Tenko straightened up, speaking cheerfully, all the worry in his eyes gone. His daughter was already wielding a real knife to catch criminals, so the troubles at his company were nothing to worry about.

"But what about Hanazawa? You don't mind?"

Satenko Yusuke thought of something else and said it directly: some things are easier to deal with if pointed out in advance than if discovered later.

Haruno shrugged: "That depends on what Nana does. If that lazy dog ​​is willing to go out and catch people, then I don't care."

Anyway, once Hanazawa Nana is able to carry a real sword, her father won't be able to force her anymore.

Furthermore, since she wasn't the only one carrying a sword, there was no issue of scandals. The only ones who would be intimidated by this were those who were already shady characters. Regardless of whether they attacked Hanazawa Taiga or not, Harunobu would make trouble for them.

So, in the end, Hanazawa Taiga's future development will depend on his own efforts.

"I admire you, no wonder you're Master Ping!"

Satenko Yusuke gulped down his tea, letting out a satisfying sound: "You really don't seem like someone who hasn't been to school!"

“That doesn’t sound like a compliment, Mr. Saten,” Hiraharu said, eliciting a burst of laughter.

Then, time began to pass.

Chapter 103: The Reconciliation of the Dragon Society == Third Update

Applying for the right to carry a sword takes time, and during this time, the real sword tournament in Asakusa Ward becomes increasingly heated. The disciples of Aozorakan maintain an undefeated record, all of whom have advanced to the round of 16 and are now preparing for the round of 16 to 8.

Because the competition needed to be completed before Lunar New Year's Eve, the round of 32 to 16 and the round of 16 to 8 were scheduled for the same day. Asakusa Temple even set up a magic circle to restore physical strength, and judging from the pained look on the face of the master craftsman of Toshogu Shrine, this must have been a huge expense.

But it was worth it, because the competition had become a top trending topic in Tokyo, with both the quantity and quality of viewers constantly increasing. Harunobu even saw many important figures he had only seen in newspapers before.

For example, an administrative officer in the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare, or a general in the military.

"I never expected it to escalate this much," Harunobu complained. "I thought it would just be a bit of a scandal in the Asakusa area at most."

The master craftsman of Toshogu Shrine touched his bald head and said with a smile, "Who says otherwise? This is all thanks to Master Taira."

The fact that the female disciples of Qingkong Hall were undefeated in every battle certainly played a significant role in this, but the real reason for this popularity was the inexplicable promotion after the first competition, which attracted a bunch of established dojos with their own fan base to participate—and then the popularity of Qingkong Hall disciples constantly winning against them.

After all, the value of a winning streak in Bronze is completely different from that in Diamond.

"However, this competition is finally coming to an end. The final should be tomorrow?" Harunobu asked.

“That’s how it was planned,” said the master craftsman of Toshogu Shrine, getting to the point. “Speaking of which, Master Taira, what are your thoughts? Regarding the Demon Dragon Association that we talked about before.”

"Are you talking about the match-fixing thing?" Harunobu asked bluntly. "It's fine to specify that he should fight Sachiko, but I want to see just how strong the strongest member of the Demon Dragon Society really is, since they don't have to hold back."

Soon after, the round of 16 began.

Hirako was the first to step into the ring.

Opposite her was an excessively thin man, practically a wooden frame draped in clothes, making one worry that he might be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Aozorakan! Natural Harushin-ryu - Communication University of China! Hirai Yukiko!"

"A showdown!"

"The Demon Dragon Society! I, Honda Shin!"

"The battle begins!"

Without any unnecessary movements, when the host shouted "start," Honda Makoto had already rushed in front of Hirako. His slender body suddenly expanded at that moment, and his perfectly streamlined muscles made his clothes bulge, providing him with terrifying speed.

Even the Golden Light Mantra couldn't keep up with the speed at that moment. Honda's real sword had already reached Hirako, and his pitch-black eyes were reflected on the shiny blade.

won.

Honda's brain worked somewhat clumsily, and he came to a conclusion.

After another experiment, he entered the hell of despair a second time and gained the strongest power: the special power to manipulate his body at will!

Although the price is a halved lifespan, a damaged soul, and a slower thinking speed, it doesn't matter!

Strength is the proof of the strong!

The strong are born to crush the weak!

Die, you weakling!

At the height of his emotions, Honda suddenly had a flash of inspiration that struck him like a thunderclap: "Huh, is my mind still this sharp right now?"

Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Fire Thunder God!

Honda's real sword pierced through the air, falling off the ring with him and crashing into the floor of Sumida River Park. Only then did the real thunderous roar arrive.

It rained heavily.

Kneeling on the ring, Hirako gritted her teeth and struggled to get up. Her hands reached around Hirako's knees and neck and lifted her up.

Kujou Ryugetsu was the first to arrive after Harunobu, showering down magical light as he muttered, "Little Harunobu, you should use this kind of trick less often, it's too harmful to your body."

The second master craftsman from Toshogu Shrine arrived, his face extremely grim. Even a fool could see what the Demon Dragon Society meant by so-called reconciliation; what they had sent was not a target for Harunobu to vent his frustrations on, but an assassin.

Even Harunobu originally disagreed with doing this, only agreeing to designate an opponent out of respect for Harunobu's status as the head of the Toshogu Shrine. Now, this situation is tantamount to the Demon Dragon humiliating him.

good very good.

The master craftsman of Toshogu Temple took a deep breath, pulled two prayer beads from his neck, and their light shone so brightly that it even pierced through the rain. A beam of light fell on Hirako, quickly stopping all her injuries and restoring her to a completely healed state.

The other beam landed on Honda, who had fallen off the stage. The pure light was meant to bind him, but as soon as it touched him, it made a sizzling sound like hot oil being poured over meat.

A jet-black mist burst forth, and Honda's originally robust body instantly collapsed and mutated. Fine scales and long hairs rushed up every inch of his skin, even vying for his attention.

The strong thigh joints flipped over, the feet became horseshoe-shaped, and the fingers of both hands spread out and connected with each other, eventually becoming sharp, mantis-like blade arms, with the fingers being the sharp tips of the blades.

The face that originally exuded a fierce aura had been swallowed up by a huge eye, leaving only a vertical eye on his face.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then erupted in the most enthusiastic cheers—"Monster! Aaaaaaah!"

Before the crowd could panic and flee, causing a stampede, the head priest of Toshogu Shrine took action: "Silence!"

The incantations drowned out the panic in the crowd, and the calming Buddhist light took the opportunity to soothe them. The other spellcasters also quickly cast spells to create a barrier that separated the crowd from something that had once been Honda Makoto's.

The torrential rain poured down, but it was no longer able to create chaos.

Harunobu asked Kujou Ryuzuki, "What's going on?"

“The end of the Tokoyo disease.” Kujou Ryugetsu shook his head and sighed, “The body is completely corrupted by demonic energy, collapsing and twisting into a demon, but humans cannot become demons like that. In the end, he will still die, and very soon.”

Indeed, very quickly, the moment Kujou Ryuzuki finished speaking, the thing sealed by the barrier completely collapsed, like building blocks that had been forcibly joined together, falling apart instantly after losing the control of an external force.

"Dragon Society, have you given me a huge gift?" Qingxin

Chapter 107

He instinctively felt that the demonic dragon was behind this, but Kujou Ryugetsu denied his guess.

“Patients in the final stages of the Omnipotent Disease are uncontrollable. Their thoughts and actions are completely chaotic. Even if the Demon Dragon Society were insane, they wouldn’t dare to use something like this to cause chaos in this kind of situation. Even if they succeeded in harming your wife, the consequences would be far more severe than they could accept.”

"Among the audience members this time, there are people from the military."

Indeed, theoretically speaking, Kujou Ryugetsu is right, but what if the Demon Dragon Society can control it?

Harunobu recalled the demonized Yakuza of the Demon Dragon Society.

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Author's note: Third update complete~ And there are two more 3,000-word chapters, totaling 8,000 words, which is already the amount of four chapters!

So why not slap and feed the author?

That's about it for the match storyline; there will only be the final match going on, and it's been dragging on for a while.

One last thing: a storm is brewing tomorrow!

Chapter 104: The Witch from the Countryside

It wasn't until Honda was reduced to ashes that the crowd realized what had just happened.

The skinny guy who suddenly turned into a muscular man seemed about to defeat Hirako in an instant.

Suddenly, the scene changed to Hirako knocking the muscular man flying.

Then something even more outrageous happened: the muscular man turned into a monster, and an ugly one at that.

But before they could escape, the monster fell apart and was burned to ashes.

And all of this seems to have happened in just a few minutes?

It feels like a lifetime ago; that's probably how serious viewers feel right now.

However, besides the serious audience, there were also many unserious people present, such as the assassins from the Demon Dragon Society. They were extremely relieved that they had been eliminated and did not have to face that crazy woman.

With that speed and force, Honda's sternum would have been shattered before he even turned into a monster. He would have been dead even if he hadn't turned into a monster.

The most terrifying thing is that this move doesn't seem to require any charging up, directly eliminating what everyone previously thought was the biggest weakness of the Natural Harushin-ryu swordsmanship.

Fortunately, it seems this trick shouldn't be used carelessly.

But they didn't want to fight Heiwa Sachiko anymore; no, they didn't want to have anything to do with the Tennen Haruko style anymore.

Go back and abandon the mission... no, just run away.

They weren't the only ones trying to escape. After confirming that even the dust from Honda had been scattered, the military general naturally returned to his car, while the clergy used various methods to avoid the rain and prepare to leave.

The rain intensified, and with this incident, the competition had to be suspended. The head monk of Toshogu Shrine, his face as black as the bottom of a ten-year-old pot, led the monks of Senso-ji Temple to begin cleaning up.

The disciples of Aozorakan walked over with umbrellas. Hirako struggled shyly, trying to get out of Harunobu's arms, but Harunobu firmly refused. She could only press her face against Harunobu's chest in annoyance.

This happy face pierced through the rain and fell into the eyes of several people.

Heizaburo's family stood in the rain, holding a large black umbrella. Outside the umbrella stood a shrine maiden. Her already modified, revealing shrine maiden outfit was soaked by the heavy rain, outlining her impressive figure. However, no one was attracted by this sight.

"Your daughter is really something, Heizaburo." The shrine maiden said, licking her lips, the fishy taste of the rain making her slightly excited. "Then let's proceed according to plan. Shall we go, you or your son?"

“I’ll do it,” Heisaburo said without hesitation. The shrine maiden had no objections, but simply waved her hand. Heisaburo’s already aged face immediately became even more frail, turning him from a man in his forties into someone in his seventies or eighties. His once straight back bent over instantly, and he coughed violently.

The shrine maiden looked up at the sky: "This rain won't stop today, let it start again tomorrow. Judging from that Ping Qingxin's appearance, he probably won't allow your daughter to come out alone now."

"Even if we come together, you, Lord Miyaji..." The man, who was being protected by Heizaburo and his wife, suddenly spoke, but his voice grew softer and softer until he finally lost his voice completely under the calm gaze of the shrine maiden.

"They're clearly siblings, but the difference is huge." The priestess made no attempt to hide her disdain. "If you dare bother me again, I'll skin you alive."

Hirasadamaru trembled slightly and pressed his lips tightly together.

The rain grew thicker, obscuring their figures. Soon, only a few monks remained in Sumida River Park, checking the situation.

Moreover, just as the shrine maiden had said, the rain continued until late at night. Although the rain lessened considerably by midnight, it was still not suitable for going out.

So when the next day brought clear skies and he received news of the postponement of the competition, Harunobu decided to take his disciples out shopping—and incidentally ask Tanaka Mataichi about the Demon Dragon Association.

"But we still need to leave someone to watch the house, Yoko and the others will be coming to practice later... Amu?"

Harunobu looked at Hosho Amu. Of course, Hirako should be taken along, and it would be best to bring Kitten along as well, so he could only trouble Hosho Amu.

Amu Hosho nodded: "I understand, please leave it to me."

"Alright, let's go!"