From the perspective of a passerby, compared to the people in Qingto's camp and the people in the Ronin camp, the contrast in combat power between the two sides is simply subtle.

Not only are all the ronin at their peak of strength, but each one of them is wearing a bright knife on his waist. They also have an absolute advantage in terms of number. There are 13 people, nearly three times the number of young people who only have 5 people.

Join a group.

On the other hand, Qingteng and others... 3 out of 5 people are women.

Among the three women, only the very beautiful woman was an adult, while the other two looked like little girls, and they looked like they were just over 10 years old.

The only two men carrying weapons were Aoto and Tokugawa Iemo.

Although the former's face cannot be seen, judging from his body shape and his voice, he should be a mature man.

As for the latter... his immature voice and facial features that have not fully grown out all declare that this person is just a half-grown boy who is probably less than 15 years old.

A pair of adult men and women + a pair of lolita + a shota... Such a lineup does not look like it can compete with the Ronin group opposite.

At least most of the onlookers thought that Qingdeng and others would definitely suffer.

Some of the more timid people even closed their eyes beforehand, for fear of seeing the cruel scene of scattered limbs and blood splattering.

However... the scene that finally unfolded shocked everyone present.

Qingdeng's group had a wonderful lineup. Not only did no one die, but no one was injured, and they won a great victory.

On the contrary, the prodigals were quickly knocked down as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables.

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Ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to witness the heroic posture of martial arts masters when they take action. Have they ever seen such a scene of one against ten, one against a hundred?

Therefore, it is only natural that the rioting crowd gradually calmed down due to shock.

A series of eyes filled with astonishment, surprise, and disbelief focused on Qing Deng, who had almost single-handedly defeated so many ronin.

This atmosphere of silence did not last long.

After a while, the surroundings, which had been so quiet that one could clearly hear a pin drop on the ground, gradually regained their voices and movement.

The crowd stirred up without too much fanfare.

It's as if the suspended time has started to flow again.

"Hey, hey, who is that person? What a wonderful skill..."

"Looking at their attire, they should be travelers from other places."

"Traveler? But the accent I heard when the master spoke was a very standard Edo accent."

"Maybe this person is a bodyguard and guide hired from the local area?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing..."

"It's so, so powerful... One day, I want to become such a powerful swordsman."

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The chatter and gossip of others flowed into Qingdeng's ears continuously.

Qingden had experienced similar scenes countless times, so his mood was not affected at all by the exclamations and praises pouring in from all directions. He calmly turned to look at the last three people who had not yet arrived.

The defeated ronin.

Sensing Qingdeng's gaze, the three ronin turned their heads in unison and looked at each other.

Three of you, look at me and I look at you.

In the next breath, the two of them made the same move in unison - without even saying hello, without even having time to put away the knife, they turned back in a uniform movement and were sure to escape from this place.

If their opponent is only Qingdeng and adopts the strategy of splitting up and escaping, then at least one of them may actually escape successfully.

After all, no matter how fast Qingdeng steps, he is still the only one in the end.

There are no magical spells such as cloning and teleportation in this world.

If you chase two people who are running away by yourself, you will always end up in a dilemma where you are unable to catch them.

It's just that... the prerequisite for this to be true is that their opponent must be Qingdeng.

The next moment they turned around, out of the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of what seemed to be an extraordinarily petite figure crawling under their bellies.

Before they lowered their heads to check the situation——

"Cough! Cough cough!!"

"Pfft! Well..."

The two sisters who were always paying attention to the battle situation, when they saw someone trying to escape, they immediately stepped forward and got under the bellies of the two ronin who were trying to escape. They both flew up with their legs, and their two small insteps were aimed squarely.

Imprinted on their chests.

As two screams of pain and groans fell, the two ronin who failed to escape and died before leaving the battle, their cheeks were swollen red from the pain, they tightly covered the area where they were kicked, and their bodies bent like shrimps.

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There is only... one ronin left who has not yet been subdued.

Aoto, Saege and Yae all raised their gazes, focusing on this last survivor - after taking a closer look, Aoto suddenly discovered that this man was a handsome uncle.

He is about forty years old, with a broad face, a square mouth, a dignified appearance, and a burly figure.

Although his face is covered with ravines full of vicissitudes of life, the traces of these years have not only not damaged the beauty of this person's face too much, but have also added to him a kind of "experienced countless joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world".

Mature charm.

However... the only drawback is that this person's complexion is so bad.

The cheeks are sunken and the complexion is sallow - this is a sign that you have not eaten properly on time and in the right amount for a long time.

Large, puffy bags under the eyes and cloudy eyes are signs of overindulgence.

The handsome uncle did not run away or surrender.

He had been holding the knife since just now and stood still. He quietly moved his eyes around and scanned the faces of Qingdeng and the Erzhong sisters. He then faced Qingdeng and raised the knife.

Put on the posture of a mirror-minded person.

The moment the handsome uncle readied his sword, Qingdeng and the Erzhong sisters raised their eyebrows at the same time as they saw a concerning scene.

In the martial arts world of the Edo period, there was a common term called "dojo sword".

As the name suggests, it is swordsmanship honed in the dojo.

Mastering the dojo sword - there is nothing wrong with this matter. After all, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he is trained in the dojo.

However, being too proficient...or being too accustomed to the dojo sword can easily lead to a problem, that is, not knowing how to use a real sword.

There is an essential difference in weight between bamboo swords, wooden swords and real swords.

Therefore, when holding these two types of knives, you need to adjust your body's center of gravity to varying degrees.

People who are used to using dojo swords suddenly switch to holding real swords, and are often not used to the weight changes of real swords, resulting in their original strength being unable to be fully utilized.

This is why there are always so many people who obviously have excellent training results in the dojo, but end up losing ugly once they start a real sword showdown with others.

In order to prevent apprentices from being reduced to the embarrassing situation of only being able to use dojo swords and not being able to use real swords, many dojos will be equipped with specially weighted bamboo swords and wooden swords.

For example, Qingdeng's Happy Home: Trial Guard Hall is equipped with a giant wooden knife that is nearly 1.5 meters long and has a blade that is thicker than an adult's arm.

The weight of this knife is almost the same as that of a real knife. It is designed for advanced apprentices with a certain level to exercise their arm strength and get used to the weight of a real knife.

Regardless of Qingdeng or the two sisters, they are all warriors who lack neither martial arts realm nor practical combat experience, so it can be seen at just one glance that the handsome uncle is not an ordinary person.

I saw the handsome uncle's two feet, like entangled tree roots, firmly planted on the ground.

Especially the heel fits closely with the red soil ground.

A common mistake made by people who only use dojo swords on daily basis is to stand with the front of the foot on the ground and the back of the heel floating.

The handsome uncle is currently using a posture that is more stable for those who know the weight of the real sword.

"...Junior," Yae said, "Do you need our help?"

"No. No need." Qingden smiled and replied without thinking, "Just leave it to me."

After saying that, Qingdeng used the structure of Xia Duan to stabilize the sword.

Even though he has become a polished commander and is at such a disadvantage that he has to fight one against three, he still has the courage to fight with his sword... Surprisingly, he is very brave.

In response to Uncle Handsome's bravery, Qingdeng decided to come and meet him in person.

"Haaah!"

Soon enough, the handsome uncle shouted and struck Qingdeng with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, his blade was close to Qingdeng's eyebrows.

As expected by Qingdeng and the Erzhong sisters, this handsome man is indeed a master of swordsmanship who has no shortage of experience in using real swords.

His entire set of actions, from stepping close to striking Aoden directly in the face with his sword, is enough to put most kendo practitioners in the world beyond their reach.

Qingden raised his eyebrows, relying on his "Eagle Eye +1" vision to accurately capture the uncle's sword path in an instant, and raised his sword to block it.

Just listen to the clanging sound of gold and iron intersecting.
To be continued...