Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Compared to Ying Qin Guan, Fu Han Wen's reaction was much more natural and appropriate. She smiled gently and tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear.

"Yes, what a coincidence... And what about those two gentlemen?"

"They all have things to do," Ying Qin Guan answered instinctively, but then felt that this made him seem like a complete slacker, so he added, "Of course, I have things to do too, but this guy is hungry."

As he spoke, he looked at Shenxin, only to find that she had stopped eating sometime earlier and was sitting upright in her chair with no food scraps in front of her. Her face showed an expression of "no desire to eat." After seeing Ying Qin Guan's actions, she hesitated for a moment before picking up the blackboard and chopsticks.

"Yes, it's what I want to eat."

Suihu picked up a piece of rice cake, stuffed it into her mouth, and made a face of difficulty swallowing.

Mommy Siba!

Godheart, you've schemed against me!

Ying Qin Guan was truly careless. For a long time, he steadily suppressed Shen Xin, relying on his two divine skills, Consciousness Slash and Stealing the Blackboard. He was allowed to curse Shen Xin but not Shen Xin to curse him. Shen Xin had not been able to put up any effective resistance, which led Ying Qin Guan to mistakenly believe that this guy had been tamed.

I never expected... that they would secretly sabotage me at a time like this!

Damn it, wouldn't that make me look like a despicable person who's clearly greedy but tries to blame it on a child?

Ying Qin Guan was sweating profusely. Just as he was about to shout that Shen Xin was spouting nonsense, the understanding Miss Fu Hanwen lightly brushed the matter aside.

"Now is a good time for afternoon tea. I've come here to take something back with me." She paused slightly and said, "You all left in a hurry earlier, and there were some things we didn't have time to say. Now that we've met again, we must say a few words. Today, I met an old friend and was helped out of a predicament by Mr. Hishimura, so I should treat you all to a meal. However, business has been slow lately. Fortunately, I have a cook at home who knows some cooking skills. If you don't mind, you can have this meal at our pawnshop this evening. You all know where it is."

Ying Qin Guan looked at Shen Xin and Shen Jiu, but Shen Jiu was quietly lost in thought, while Shen Xin was looking at him. This made Ying Qin Guan suddenly realize, "Oh, so I'm the one in charge." He didn't think too much about it at the moment, thinking that it didn't matter where they ate, so he nodded and agreed.

"That's fine, but Himura went out and I don't know when he'll be back this evening."

"Then let's wait for you all to arrive before we start cooking." Fu Hanwen took the food she had ordered from the snack shop owner. "See you later."

-

Himura Tanzaku is a ruthless person.

When he said he was just out for a stroll, he really meant it.

He wandered around hoping to find some clues, but he knew that the chances were slim. If he really wanted to find something, he should go to Yingqin Pass.

But sometimes... life is full of such coincidences.

Hiyomura Tanzakura, who was walking on a deserted street, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Although he was strolling around, he wasn't just randomly searching. He was constantly circulating his cultivation technique, his vast inner energy surging to enhance his hearing and sense of smell... As for sight, it wasn't of much use here.

With the enhancement of this powerful internal energy, Himura Tan's hearing and sense of smell were amplified to an unbelievable degree. Every moment, countless noises and various disgusting smells flooded into her ears and nose. Ying Qin Guan could also do something like this. But he rarely did it, as it would be very uncomfortable, like scratching a blackboard with extremely long fingernails, so hard that the nails would bend over completely.

No one likes this feeling.

However, it was no accident that Hiramura Tanzaku had reached this point. He possessed extraordinary talent, an exceptional will, and remarkable endurance and execution. Even when surrounded, he remained unfazed and used his own body to shield Shin-9 from attack. While these noises and odors were unbearable, they had not yet crossed his bottom line.

There's a saying that goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves." He received a small reward.

Bloody smell!

Himura Tanzaku turned around. He could smell a faint scent of blood over there, about a kilometer away!

He set off, took a few quick steps, then leaped onto the roof, running and flying towards the scent of blood.

The closer he got, the stronger the stench of blood became, which further solidified his suspicions.

Ying Qin Guan was right. Hishimura Tan Sakura was indeed a speed-type athlete. He was even faster than the Shadow of Bird City, whether on a straight line or a curve!

boom!

With a light tap of his toes on the wall, Himura Tanzaku shattered half of it. With a sharp turn, his inner energy surged, and with a backhand strike, he smashed the wall in front of him, breaking through the wall and entering!

A bloody scene came into view.

In the cramped, dimly lit room, an ordinary man knelt with his abdomen ripped open. Judging from his injuries, he had essentially lost any chance of survival. Two masked men stood on either side of him, and on the ground was a totem of the Earth Mother Goddess. Perhaps because of the dim lighting, Hiyomura Tan's senses were that the totem of the Earth Mother Goddess seemed even more lifelike. When he saw it before at the Sea Sand Gang, he felt as if the totem had a life of its own, and now, that feeling was even stronger.

The situation was critical, and Hiyomura Tanzaku didn't have time to think too much before looking at the two people standing there. Clearly, they were the focus right now.

At that glance, Himura Tanzakura spotted an old acquaintance.

When he and Shen Jiu went to the Holy Alliance to seek a sword from the master swordsmith of Southern Qin, they were ambushed by a mysterious group of five people. Two of them were slightly stronger than the other three. At the time, Hishimura Tan's wife was unarmed and had to protect Shen Jiu, so she was having a tough time. Fortunately, one of the opponents had a sword, and Hishimura Tan's wife managed to snatch the sword from the unfortunate man, killing three of them. The two stronger ones escaped.

The other party... is this unlucky guy.

Even though he was wearing a mask and had changed his clothes, some things you'll never forget once you've seen them.

This guy is nothing to worry about. Back then, Himura Danzai had to protect someone, and he was no match for her. At most, he could only play a supporting role.

What made Himura Tanzakura slightly uneasy was that the man next to this person, wearing a hideous black demon mask, was tall and straight, exuding an aura of a drawn sword. His gaze was like a steel knife scraping through bone, sending chills down one's spine.

Even though they haven't fought yet, Himura Danzakura has already realized it.

This guy... is an unparalleled master.

Chapter Thirty-Eight Fierce Battle

The level of a peerless master is rather vague.

The term "peerless masters" initially referred to those between the super-elite and god-like levels—far stronger than ordinary super-elite individuals, but not quite at the god-like level. Whether they themselves would accept being ranked alongside super-elite masters is another matter; the general public, who love to argue about combat power, certainly wouldn't. As everyone knows, the two most protracted conflicts in human history are factional strife and combat power disputes. These two are fundamentally incompatible. An A/B pairing is A/B pairing; if you say A/C, I'll argue with you. Similarly, if XX and XXX are both strong, then XX is stronger; if you say XXX is stronger, I'll argue with you.

—It's not like XP. When it comes to XP, everyone is more tolerant. Even if you control Armstrong Cyclone Acceleration Armstrong Cannon, I will just think that people's XP is free, and I will stay away from you, but I will not force you to control the Giant Mushroom.

To better inflict conflict and to highlight that "the person I'm talking about is different from ordinary top-tier individuals," the level of "peerless master," which lies between the realm of deities and top-tier individuals, came into being.

However, things are unpredictable. Many things, after they appear, will gradually deviate from their original intention. Just like making oral liquid, it inexplicably becomes a beverage. The definition of peerless masters has also gradually changed from being between the top-tier and the divine to being a group above the ordinary top-tier.

Himura Tanzaku narrowed his eyes. Normally, when a person narrows their eyes, their eyes should become even smaller. However, when he narrowed his eyes, his pupils, which were completely hidden before, opened slightly, exposing his blue pupils to the air as he stared directly at the demon man.

The middle-aged man whose sword had been stolen by Himura Tan's sword, leading to the annihilation of his entire group, saw Himura Tan's sword. A chill ran down his spine; that attack had left him with a painful memory, even when his opponent was burdened. Now, seeing her in her cherry-colored ronin attire, he felt no will to fight. He roared, "Go!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man wearing the demon mask charged straight at Himura Tanzaku!

go? !

Rush!

On the arm of the demonic man, violent internal energy flowed, containing a terrifying power capable of tearing everything apart. Wisps of black energy spread, exuding an ominous aura.

This punch went straight for Himura Danzai's forehead!

His movements were swift, but Himura Dan's were no pushover either. He forcefully sidestepped the astonishing punch. However, this demonic man was like a persistent plague; missing his first strike, he threw another, relentlessly sticking to Himura Dan's grasp. His movements were incredibly fast, his attacks ruthless, each move aimed at killing. Sometimes, he would even force Himura Dan's defenses wide open, knowing that if Himura Dan attacked, he would surely be severely injured. In a one-on-one fight, this would be a small gain, but it would be a Pyrrhic victory. Meanwhile, his own reinforcements were nowhere to be seen, while the enemy's reinforcements were right there on the sidelines.

Himura Tanzaku was unwilling to trade blows with her opponent, and since she had no weapons, she was quickly entangled and unable to break free.

The middle-aged man was terrified by Himura Tan's attack. But it was only a moment, and now that he saw Himura Tan being overpowered by the demon man (in reality, they were evenly matched, but Himura Tan didn't want to get hurt, so it looked like she was being overpowered), he felt much more at ease, drew his sword, and joined the battle.

With another person added to the battle, the pressure on Himura Dan's character increased significantly. Although the two's coordination was only average, and the middle-aged man was struggling to keep up, at their level, they possessed a tacit understanding befitting experts. Coupled with the demon man's reckless fighting style, Himura Dan's character gradually found himself at a disadvantage. Had his martial arts skills not surpassed theirs, he probably would have collapsed by now.

Why is it said that among the group of peerless masters, Himura Tan's Sakura is the least skilled in group battles, or in fighting multiple opponents alone?

Because he lacks the tolerance for error.

This weakness is not obvious when facing ordinary first-class and top-class masters. For example, when he was surrounded by five people, he was injured as usual, but it was not a big problem. However, when he faced a group of peerless masters, he dared not exchange blood like that.

Because he cannot afford the cost of a blood transfusion.

Fortunately, as a speed/skill/competition type of athlete, Hiramura Tanzaku was able to concentrate her entire body on the turntable when faced with this situation.

Finally, Himura Tanzaku seized an opportunity and unleashed a slash of consciousness at the middle-aged man.

His mastery of the Consciousness Slash was far inferior to that of Ying Qin Guan. He was also making a hasty move, and he was facing a top-notch expert like the middle-aged man. The effect was minimal, and it only made him feel dazed for less than 0.2 seconds.

But 0.2 seconds... is barely enough!

Himura Dan's bare hands disarmed the man, closing in on him. With a backhand grip on her sword, she slammed into him, sending the middle-aged man flying and disarming him once again. At this moment, the demonic man attacked, but Himura Dan's response was much more composed. The opponent threw a powerful punch, seemingly attempting to exchange blows with Himura Dan's. However, this Himura Dan was no longer the same. She chose to withstand the demonic man's punch head-on. As blood gushed forth, her inner energy exploded. She drew her sword and brought it down with a fierce slash, cutting from his left shoulder to his right hip, blood splattering everywhere!

Himura Tanzaku was punched in the chest and almost couldn't catch her breath. But seeing this scene, she couldn't help but almost burst out laughing.

Are you trying to get a blood transfusion from me right here?

I'm injured, but you've lost your life!

He was knocked back several steps by the punch, and the demon man was also knocked back several steps after being slashed. Both of them regained their balance, and Hisumura Tanzaku spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, picked up her sword in the backhand, and charged forward again.

But while he wanted to fight, the demon man opposite him didn't want to fight anymore. The sword strike from Himura Tan's attack had caused him immense damage. He couldn't understand why the middle-aged man had suddenly froze for a mere 0.2 seconds, and his sword had been taken away. Although he tried to change his move afterward, it was too late.

Despite being slashed so severely, the demonic man remained completely unfazed. Knowing that all was lost, he stomped his foot on the ground, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread. The already dilapidated house collapsed under his stomp, with rubble and tiles falling from the ceiling and dust billowing out.

Himura Tan's guess was that the other party was probably trying to escape, and coupled with her high skill and daring, she wasn't too afraid. However, she didn't dare to rush in recklessly. After taking a few steps, the aftereffects of the punch she had taken earlier flared up, causing her internal energy to surge uncontrollably. Himura Tan's continuous circulation of nourishing techniques was enough to barely suppress her internal injuries. When she chased after them again, the two had already disappeared without a trace.

"Humph.."

Himura Tanzaku managed a narrow victory against two opponents, but her mood was far from pleasant. The appearance of these two had complicated matters: the man-made ritual, the disrupted scene, the guy she had met before, and this madman who appeared out of nowhere, fighting as if his life was borrowed and would have to be returned when it expired, a madman who wouldn't hesitate to use it if he didn't want to.

However, when it comes to the experts, Hiramura Tan's wife is not too worried. One of them is not enough to deal with the two of them, not to mention there is a hidden boss over there.

What truly made him uneasy was the aura emanating from the demonic man.

That feeling... was somewhat like that of a rebellious ghost.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: You won't encounter any stronger masters!

Himura Tan's abilities don't include the ability to sense other people's races. It's just that in his early years, during a trip, he accidentally discovered a small hideout of a different race and fought against many Oni, thus becoming extremely familiar with the racial characteristics of Oni.

The Rebellious Demons are emotionally detached, ruthless, and indifferent to everything. They don't trust anything except themselves, including weapons; the only thing they believe in is themselves. Therefore, none of the many Rebellious Demon martial artists that Hiyoma Tan's character encountered used weapons.

Even in this era, the rebellious demons remain fervent believers in the unarmed combat style.

Because of their numerous encounters, coupled with Himura Dan's exceptional observational skills, he became extremely familiar with everything about the Reverse Demons, including their movements, expressions, and aggressive tendencies. Some things flowed from their instincts, and Himura Dan was able to see through those instincts.

The demon man he encountered this time gave Himura Tanzakura a feeling of being a demon... but he wasn't sure.

When Hiyomaru first met Ju Qiuming, Hiyomaru was immediately certain of his status as a rebellious demon. Ju Qiuming was practically the king of rebellious demons, the most rebellious of all demons; he was instantly recognizable. But this time, although his fighting style was similar, Hiyomaru still couldn't be sure.

The opponent's playing style was a bit too "selfish".

While Gyouki's punches are indeed fierce, they are not this kind of fierceness. There is an extremely subtle difference between these two kinds of fierceness, which only someone as perceptive as Himura Dan's can perceive.

A typical rebellious ghost would say, "I'll guarantee my own survival and kill you," but this guy... he's just...

'I'm going to kill you, even if it means I die too.'

It's like a combination of a fanatical believer and a rebellious demon; the clash of these two conflicting natures leads to this subtle difference.

Unfortunately, it remains just speculation.

Unable to find an answer, Himura Tan's concern didn't dwell on it. The important thing now was to summon Shinshin and have her observe the scene. If the number she saw was 35, then at least two things could be confirmed.

First, this number truly signifies the number of times sacrifices were performed.