Since his time travel, Qingdeng has always wanted to "take action" on his relatives and friends around him.

Maybe someone will have a strong talent hidden in them.

But because he couldn't find any opportunity or time, among his relatives and friends, Aoden has only successfully "taken" against Kyuubi until now.

Qingdeng found a reason to compete with Jiubingwei the day before yesterday.

But the result was not as expected by Qing Deng: this ordinary old servant had no talent.

Now that there is a new member in the family, why not hurry up and see if there is a special talent in his body?

Qingdeng has been practicing swords in the Trial Guard Hall for a day today, but he really can't adjust his energy and mood to compete with others in the swords.

But fortunately - copying talent from others does not require serious martial arts competition with others.

Previously, when he copied from Okita's body to "Sword Yicai", he had proved that he could also copy talent from others with some not-so-serious means.

"..." Looking at the hemp rope in Aoden's hand, Saito's brow frowned slightly.

Looking at Saito's frown, Aoden suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time he saw Saito posing a look other than "expressionless".

"Don't worry, it's very soon." In order to convince Saito to come and be tied up by him... Ah, no, it was to persuade Saito to come and help him "try the move", Aoden said quickly, "Just just practice one move with me."

"...What should I do?" Saito asked.

"Nothing needs to be done. Just pretend to be a prisoner who refuses to arrest and attack me."

"I can't fight with bare hands."

"It's okay. Just call me."

"...I understand. I will only practice with you for a while."

Seeing that Saito finally nodded and agreed, Aoon was overjoyed: "Then come to the yard with me."

Qingdeng's 60-square-meter yard is for two people to compete and fight. It is more than enough.

After removing the sword from his right waist, Yu Qingdeng stood in front of him, Saito put on a fighting posture that looked very amateur at first glance.

Looking at Saito's standing posture at this time, Aodo couldn't help but say in his heart:

——The fighting posture of a left-handed is indeed completely different from that of a right-handed…

Whether in the past or present life, Qingdeng is the first time he has seen a left-handed martial artist.

When seeing the warrior who was left with a leeway for the first time, Aoden could not help but look at Saito with curious eyes.

——I don’t know if it will be copied from him to become a left-handed talent...

After he thought so in his heart, Qingdeng tightened the hemp rope in his hand

"Okay. Saito, you can attack here."

Seeing that it was time to start, Saito nodded and punched Aoden in the chest.

Well, from Saito's actions, we can see that he was not very serious.

It's completely a "cache" mentality.

But this makes Qingdeng convenient.

——3…4…5…6…

While dodging Saito's fist, Aoden was counting the time in his heart.

To replicate talents, you need to fight with the opponent for 10 seconds, so Aoden cannot subdue Saito immediately.

After counting to 10, Aoden took a deep breath. After another attack from Saito, he rushed towards Saito and tied the hemp rope in his hand to Saito's body.

Saito was paddling to the end. After Aoden rushed over, he didn't struggle much, and let Aoden tie his body tightly.

【Ding! Scan to talent】

【Successful copying talent: "Left Hand"】

【Talent introduction: The left half of the body is more flexible】

——It really replicated the talent of becoming a left-handed person...

He actually guessed the talent he copied correctly, and Qingdeng couldn't help but blink his eyes a few times.

A stream of warm current surged out of Qingdeng's dantian at this moment, wrapping around Qingdeng's left half of his body.

After the warm current faded, Qingdeng grabbed his left palm a few times.

The hand is still the same hand, and the foot is still the same foot.

But Qingdeng clearly felt that his left half of his body had become much more flexible.

——I'm a double-handed person...

Qingdeng laughed in silence.

The left half of the body is now as flexible as the right half... It is a very useful talent.

Now that I have become a two-handed man, it will be easier to gain benefits whether in daily life or when fighting with others.

Especially when fighting, if both hands are equally flexible, the available combat methods and combat methods will become more abundant.

Qingdeng is now gradually accustomed to the existence of the system. After accepting the "Sword Yicai" and the "Sleeping God" and the "Sleeping God", the "Leoshou" and other talented talents, which are not particularly outstanding, can no longer make Qingdeng's mood have any more exciting ripples.

After calming down his emotions, Aoden said to Saito, "Thank you for your training" while loosening Saito.

...

...

There was a new member in the family - but Qingdeng's family did not become more lively because of this.

Although when Aoden saw Saito for the first time, he saw that the young man was serious.

But he didn't expect that he would be so serious...

If you don’t take the initiative to talk to him, he will never take the initiative to talk to you.

Even if you talk to you, you can express your meaning clearly with 4 words, and you will never use 5 words.

During dinner, I was alone in the meal and did not participate in the chat between Qingdeng and Kyuubi.

By the way - although Saito is a big and tall man, he has surprisingly little appetite.

According to Aoden's calculations, Saito's appetite seemed to be half as high as his.

After dinner, Saito held his sword and sat by the door of the house, helping Aoden guard the gate.

From the time from dinner to the time when entering the room to sleep, Saito only took the initiative to say something to Aoden.

After seeing Qingdeng start exercising, he took the initiative to ask Qingdeng: What are you doing?

After receiving Qingdeng's reply "I'm training", he stopped talking and continued to silently guard the door of Qingdeng's house...

The "Sleeping God" allows Qingdeng to sleep for only 4 hours a day now, so he can be energetic so that he doesn't need to take a nap the next day.

Qingdeng's current schedule is to fall asleep at 22 o'clock in the evening, then get up at 2 o'clock in the morning, and after waking up, he ran to the yard to practice swordsmanship or exercise.

At 2 a.m., after he woke up in full spirit, Qingdeng lifted his sword as usual and happily went down to the first floor yard.

When he sets off and prepares to start today's "morning exercise"-

"...What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?"

Saito's voice suddenly sounded from Aoden's side.

"Hmm?" After Saito's question fell, Aoden quickly turned his gaze.

Saito was standing in the corridor connecting the house and the yard with his sword.

Although the expression on his face was still expressionless, he could see a little confusion between his eyebrows.

"Ah, I woke you up?"

Due to his duties, Saito did not sleep in the room, but instead held his sword directly, leaned against the corner of the wall, and slept by the door.

"If you don't have the ability to wake up even if you have a little movement, you can't be a bodyguard." Saito said lightly, "Do you still have the habit of getting up at Muha (2 am) to practice swords?"

This is the longest sentence Saito has ever heard from Aoden today.

"Well... it's almost the same." Qingdeng smiled, "I only need to sleep for 2 hours a day to recover."

"So I'm basically used to getting up at Muba and then exercising in the yard until dawn."

"...Don't it take a long time to sleep...it's a convenient talent."

After saying that, Saito held his sword into his arms, sat cross-legged on the ground, leaned back against the wall behind him, and then closed his eyes.

"Are you going to sleep here?" Qingdeng was stunned.

"My task is to protect you." Saito said without raising his eyelids, "Since that's the case, I will follow you wherever you go."

"No need to worry about me."

"Just practice yours."

Since Saito said so, Aoden no longer cared about him.
To be continued...