Female Swordsman Training Dojo

It seems the dragon's self-healing ability can't quickly restore its flesh, or is it not self-healing at all, but some kind of ability that allows its scales to grow rapidly? Or is it even possible that the scales themselves are independent of the dragon?

One of the reasons Harunobu was watching the show was to deduce the abilities of the demonic dragon through Suzuki Ryuichi, a dragon-man, and now it seems he has indeed gained some insights.

However, it seems that's where it ends. Although Suzuki Ryuichi is not dead yet, in Harunobu's eyes he is already a corpse.

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"Impossible... How could you possibly be faster than me..."

Nako Tachibana, who had retreated, remounted Chidori-maru and taunted with unbridled pleasure, "Want to know? Then experience it with your own body! Remember this! Finally, go to hell and ask Enma!"

Chidori-maru stirred up a curtain of water, the heavy current obscuring Tachibana Nako's figure, causing Suzuki Ryuichi to panic and spread his wings. But in the instant he tried to gain altitude, Tachibana Nako's figure had already appeared behind him.

Suzuki Ryu instinctively kicked backward, his sharp claws plunging into the water with a splash.

Timely rain, blue swallows flow, the ninth form, reflecting the rain.

By stirring up the water, one's own image is reflected on the surface of the water behind the enemy, causing the enemy to misjudge the situation, and then one can take advantage of the situation to launch a surprise attack!

Chidori-maru thrust forward again, the turbulent water flowing onto the sword, precisely striking Suzuki Ryuichi's throat, and—breaking through the scales on Suzuki Ryuichi's throat.

Water Breathing - Seventh Form - Shizuku Ripple Strike!

It should be this move, but why does it include water flow? Did Tachibana Nako use the special effects of Shigure Soen Ryu on a Water Breathing technique?

Harunobu was finally dumbfounded.

No, how did he do that? Both of his sword techniques are taught without permission, so it seems impossible for him to do that.

Is it just a thought?

Harunobu shifted his attention from Suzuki Ryuichi to Tachibana Nako, and unsurprisingly, sensed something unusual about the young mother. It was similar to the feeling he had received from the samurai who had used their mental powers before; it wasn't entirely the same, in fact, quite different. But that's how mental powers are; no two minds are exactly alike.

No, why?

How do you control thoughts?

Harunobu was slightly on the verge of a breakdown. Ever since the Asakusa Shinken trial, he had been trying to master his mind, but without much success. He had even asked Hojo Amu and Hirai Sachiko, who had mastered mind control, but the methods they suggested were equally ineffective.

Now, Tachibana Nako has mastered mind control right in front of him, and the only change that can be considered is that he just taught Tachibana Nako the Shigure Soen Ryu.

It’s really a headache.

Harunobu was already having a headache, and Suzuki Ryuichi was naturally having an even bigger headache.

Chidori Maru had already pierced his throat; the cold steel pierced through warm flesh, ruthlessly severing his life force. The crimson flames and putrid acid churning in his gaping mouth gradually dimmed and vanished.

"Great!"

In the meditation room, Juyouzi jumped up, excitedly waving her little fists.

On the deck, Tachibana Nako breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out Chidori Maru.

Harunobu stepped on Suzuki Ippei's head, interrupting his escape route, and clapped his hands with satisfaction.

The afternoon sun shone down on the deck, which was covered with bright red liquid, illuminating the scattered limbs and waterlogged corpses before slowly receding into the distance.

In the midst of this harmonious atmosphere, just as the ending CG was about to be released, Suzuki Ryuichi, whose throat had been pierced by Chidori-maru, suddenly moved.

Crimson flames erupted from his single lower eye, creating a powerful propulsion that instantly propelled him high into the air. His wings, which had already unfolded mid-air, transformed into rudders, adjusting his direction.

This is his escape route!

Facing Tachibana Nako, who possessed the ability to ignore his flames, Suzuki Ippei knew that his special move couldn't defeat her. Therefore, ever since he was slashed in the side, he had already decided to use his secret technique to escape—his breath wasn't just limited to what could be exhaled from his upper mouth!

Running away directly is impossible. Even if Tachibana Nako can't stop him, Hiraharu Nobu definitely can. He needs to create an opening. In just a moment, using the explosive power of his secret technique, he can reach a position that even Hiraharu Nobu can't reach.

However, before he could even feign death, Tachibana Nako unleashed a combo attack that far exceeded his expectations, nearly killing him. He was just one hit away from death; if it hadn't pierced his throat but instead decapitated him, he would have been truly dead. This further solidified Suzuki Ryuichi's resolve to escape.

Then, just as he had hoped, Tachibana Nako and Hiranobu relaxed because of his death.

So he transformed into a jetpack fighter.

Now, he will have freedom!

Seeing Suzuki Ryuichi transformed into a starburst, Harunobu pulled out a loaded M1911 from his pocket. He had picked it up and reloaded it after Tachibana Nako dropped it. That's why he let Suzuki Ryuichi play dead—he still had "Fear" on his head, buddy.

However, before pulling the trigger on Ryuichi Suzuki, who was thirty meters away from the deck, Harunobu first looked at Nako Tachibana. For the first time, he saw "a berserk killing intent that seemed to be real," a killing intent twice as ferocious as the strong woman version. Nako Tachibana gripped the Chidori Maru tightly, slicing through the bright red water on the deck.

The mental fluctuations that Harunobu had previously sensed suddenly expanded, unfolding in a way he couldn't comprehend. In reality, as Tachibana Nako swung her sword, crimson water shot into the sky, instantly surpassing Suzuki Ryuichi's height, condensing into a giant crimson swift.

"Natural Clear Heart Style - Water Sword - Secret Technique - Azure Swallow Chasing Dragon!"

As Tachibana Nako spoke coldly, the swift swept past Suzuki Ryuichi's body. Just like that classic metaphor, like a hot knife through butter, it easily severed Suzuki Ryuichi's head and limbs, and carried his body back to the deck.

The swifts dissolved back into water, and Tachibana Nako, radiating murderous intent, took a deep breath and plunged her hand into Suzuki Ryuichi's chest, tearing his heart out.

"finally……"

Naoko Tachibana sighed softly, her voice filled with a sense of vicissitude, before crushing the dark heart. Instantly, the murderous intent that had filled her vanished, and she transformed back into the gentle, tender young mother she once was.

No, something has changed.

Although she still exudes a gentle aura, there's something about her that's relaxed and comfortable. Is it because of her successful revenge?

Harunobu looked at the "pleasure" mark above Tachibana Nako's head, stroked his chin, and decided to deal with other problems first.

For example, releasing those "goods," or signaling Hijikata Souji to come out and clean the ground... well, although just now, in order to give Tachibana...

Chapter 205

Nako was demonstrating the Shigure Soen Ryuu when she accidentally wiped out all the small fry. But the sheer number of guns on the ground was enough for the Asakusa police to make a great contribution, not to mention that Suzuki Ryuichi had just transformed in broad daylight.

The crowds on both sides of the Sumida River are almost as large as those during the Asakusa Ward Sword Tournament. At this moment, Hijikata Souji makes a dazzling appearance with the police and rescues the innocent people who have been kidnapped by the evil monster. This is a great achievement!

Harunobu hummed a little tune and kicked Suzuki Ippei again—well, this time he didn't run away, mainly because he was used to it—then walked into the cargo hold.

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Author's Note: Sorry for the late post. My younger brother got drunk last night and fell into the toilet. We took him to the hospital and he didn't get back until 7 a.m., then he had to catch up on sleep until now. So, drinking really does cause trouble. Luckily, I don't like drinking. I've recorded all of my brother's ramblings from last night, and I'll play it for him later. It's sure to give him a huge surprise! www And as for the 10,000-word update requests from you guys, I really can't meet them today; I'm completely out of time. Finally, please vote! Next week will be another week of going broke!

Chapter 191: The Time of Demons

The situation inside the cabin was not good; a lot of blood had seeped in, and there was really no one left inside. It seemed that Hijikata Souji really had no more heads to cut off.

Down in the cargo hold, the situation was even worse. Although there was no blood, the sight of nearly a hundred people crammed into several iron cages was indeed striking. And besides them, there was also a lot of real cargo, which didn't smell very appealing.

Harunobu easily found Nenko in a separate cage and broke the lock on the iron cage.

"Thank you so much, Lord Ping." Nianzi stepped out of the iron cage and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Although the smell was unpleasant, and actually the same as the smell inside the cage, the feeling of breathing outside the cage was different from breathing inside it.

Qingxin sheathed the shallow sword: "That was agreed upon, but you don't have any magic left?"

Nianzi pursed her lips and shook her head: "I guess so. I can't be sure, but at least we'll be safe staying on this ship."

“I understand.” Harunobu nodded. “I have other things to attend to, I’ll contact you later… Oh, Hijikata-san, you came so quickly.”

Hijikata Souji, dressed in a sharp suit, walked over, followed by Tachibana Nako and a group of police officers. However, the police officers were quite sensible and were trying to break the iron cage, so only Hijikata Souji and Tachibana Nako came to Harunobu's side.

"This is all thanks to you, you cleared the road for me." Hijikata Souji's tone was somewhat sarcastic, after all, Harunobu had told her to catch some small fry to take back, but now...

"The Yakuza, like cornered beasts, fought desperately, colluding with monsters; the Imperial Police, fearless in their sacrifice, annihilated a hundred enemies..." Harunobu casually remarked, attracting many ears to perk up. Hijikata Souji, however, showed little change in expression. Indeed, such simple distortion of facts and reversals of right and wrong were basic maneuvering for such politicians.

However, the deed was done, and it didn't have much of an impact, so Hijikata Souji didn't dwell on it. Originally, she was only somewhat dissatisfied with someone's preferential treatment.

His promise to his disciple was to complete the secret sword technique even if it meant demonstrating it on the spot, allowing his disciple to personally slay the enemy. His promise to her, however, was simply, "Oops, it was just an accident~," which made her fist harden.

If she weren't outmatched, she would definitely have shown Taira no Shinji the power of Matsudaira-ryu karate.

Realizing he was no match for this bastard, Hijikata Souji immediately deflated: "Fine, I'll take over here. Is this your friend?"

"Yes, and he's also the kitten's benefactor."

"I understand, I will take good care of her."

It had been agreed beforehand that these unfortunate "goods" would be handed over to Hijikata Souji for disposal. This was both to reward the police for their service and for the good of these people. Who knew if they carried any other spells? It would be best for the police to find the spellcasters to check and confirm. Besides, these people weren't all innocent victims; some were double-crossed, and some were even losers in the Dragon Clan's struggles. After all, the Tongxin Society didn't seem to be picky about the source of their materials.

As for these kinds of people, Harunobu doesn't intend to let them happily start a new life. Let them all go to the oranges and get soap or peanuts.

Of course, minor offenses like Nenko's (illegally operating a sex industry) can be handled on a case-by-case basis, but Haruno is too lazy to deal with these; he'll just leave them all to Hijikata Souji. He's done his job after receiving the credit, even though he was paid.

"So, where is Suzuki Ippei? He was deliberately left alive, so it's time to interrogate him now."

"I had them dragged down, since it's not appropriate to torture him in front of so many people," Hijikata Souji said, just as four policemen dragged Suzuki Ippei, that real fat pig, over.

Don't be fooled by how casually Qingxin handled this guy earlier; he weighs at least 300-400 pounds, as fat as a ball! When he rolls, it's like a human bomb impact; when he jumps, it's like a golden fall shock. Without a gun, most police officers probably couldn't withstand his brute force and size.

However, after being bled dry by Harunobu, kicked in the head, and forced to drink a large amount of water from the Sumida River, he is now basically on the verge of death and has no strength left to move.

"Suzuki Ippei, is there anything you want to say? Now is the last chance." Harunobu looked at the fat pig that the police had thrown in front of him. The pig still had the "Resentment" mark on its head. It seemed that it was still quite energetic under its dying appearance.

As expected, upon hearing Harunobu's question, Suzuki Ippei's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted a curse: "Damn bastard! Baka! Inferior mortal—ooh!"

Qingxin wasn't going to tolerate this fat pig, so he kicked him directly, ruining his manhood.

"If you want to die more easily, then tell me something useful, like what's going on with your modifications? And who else is in the Tongxin Society?" Harunobu twisted his toes, making Suzuki Ippei shout even louder. "Of course, you can continue to be so stubborn, anyway, you won't waste my time."

Several short policemen, who had been eagerly preparing for the day, laughed in unison, their eyes scanning Suzuki Ippei's obese body with longing. They whispered among themselves from time to time, like butchers preparing to divide the meat.

Suzuki Ippei's body trembled. As the director and organizer of human experiments, he was well aware of the extent to which humans could torture each other. Moreover, he knew even better how low the limits of humanity could be, especially when it came to dealing with him. Hijikata Souji and Hiraharunobu, those two madmen, would have absolutely no morals whatsoever.

But if he were to speak out here… the Tongxin Society wasn't exactly a friendly and harmonious organization; leaking secrets would mean more than just physical torture. Thinking of the fates of the traitors he'd seen and heard about within the organization, Suzuki Ippei, who was already about to speak, held back. In those encounters, being utterly destroyed was perhaps the best outcome!

Moreover, he hasn't completely failed yet... there's still the dragon!

“Alright, he’s yours, Miss Hijikata.” Harunobu was somewhat troubled. He really didn’t have any skills in torturing people, and Suzuki Ippei, that fat pig, might even have key clues about the demon dragon.

In the end, we had no choice but to trouble Hijikata Souji: "Please hurry. We could try water torture, which involves covering his face with a cloth and continuously pouring water over him. Or we could try slow slicing... skinning him alive..."

Qingxin didn't mention any specific punishment, but instead explained the methods in a slightly more detailed way. The police officers listened with their eyes shining, while the "goods" who had just come out of the cages remained as quiet as chickens.

Only Hijikata Souji and Tachibana Nako remained calmly standing beside him, and together with Harunobu, they looked at Suzuki Ippei, who was trembling like a leaf.

It seems we can now directly make inquiries.

Just as Harunobu was about to speak, a series of screams suddenly came from outside the ship, more than just one or two.

Chapter 206

A huge group of people screamed at the same time!

Without any orders from Harunobu or Hijikata Souji, a policeman standing by the porthole immediately reported the situation. His tone was filled with disbelief and fear: "Lord Hijikata, Lord Taira, there are monsters outside! So many monsters!"

The cargo hold was silent until Ippei Suzuki's maniacal laughter broke out.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Success!"

"Dragon! My dragon has been resurrected!"

"At the time of demons, a hundred demons roam the night!"

"You will all die!"

Suzuki Ippei roared with immense pride, even though he was still tied up, thrown on the floor, and bleeding from his wounds, he remained incredibly arrogant.

So Qingxin stabbed him.

The right arm that had detached from his shoulder served as a stark reminder of Suzuki Ippei's current predicament: whether his demonic dragon had revived or not, if he continued to howl, he might not have another chance to revive.

However, his eyes remained stubborn and unyielding, revealing a resolute spirit.

Harunobu shook his head and leaned closer to his fat head and big ears: "Do you think the ninjas in Shiranui have found your dead demon dragon yet?"

Suzuki Ippei was taken aback at first, then his greasy face quickly twisted into a ferocious expression.

"No, no! No—you fucking can't do that!"

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Author's note: Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone~ I was supposed to give you an extra update, but I have to go on a blind date today, so I can't guarantee it will work out. I can only say I'll try my best to catch up.

Chapter 192: The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

Amidst Ippei Suzuki's screams, Harunobu went to the porthole and observed the situation outside—the situation was not optimistic.

The crowd that had initially been drawn by the battle between Tachibana Nako and Suzuki Ippei was now screaming and scattering in all directions. Countless deformed monsters roamed the streets, and against the backdrop of the blood-red setting sun, it truly was a hellish scene of a hundred demons walking at night.

Although those deformed monsters were not real demons, but rather demonized humans, to ordinary people, such strangely shaped things were definitely demons.

Hijikata Souji, who was also observing the situation, frowned and drew his M1911 from his waist: "Everyone, follow me!"

"Oh!"