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Chapter 55: 2 Against 8! The First Deathmatch! (Part 2)

"The anti-foreign faction..." Qing Deng's expression darkened slightly, "They've arrived much faster than I expected..."

The eight "radical anti-foreigners" blocking Qingdeng's way all wore straw hats with deep brims, making it difficult to see their faces hidden in the shadows beneath.

After cursing Aoto as a "traitor to the country," they drew their katana from their waists, kicked at the snow on the ground, and surrounded Aoto and Saito in a formation of four in front and four behind.

"Hey!" someone shouted at Saito, "Hey you tall guy! This is none of your business! We only want to take the head of that traitor Tachibana Aoto! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

In response to this person's "well-intentioned reminder," Saito glanced at the "radical anti-foreigners" surrounding them with an emotionless look.

Then, without saying a word, he brought his left hand to his mouth, breathed hot air into his left palm, drew the katana hanging from his right waist, turned his body to face the four enemies standing behind Qing Deng, and used his back to reach for Qing Deng's back.

With his broad back pressed against Aoto's back, Saito whispered to Aoto in a voice only he and Aoto could hear:

"When the battle starts, try to hide behind me."

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Qing Deng glanced at Saito behind him out of the corner of his eye and chuckled softly: "...Alright, if I ever need to hide behind you, I will."

Seeing that Saito not only ignored their "well-intentioned reminders" but also drew his sword, the "radical anti-foreign faction" who surrounded Ao and Saito all drew their swords.

"Ju Qingdeng!" A "radical anti-foreign" figure, as thin as a bamboo pole, sneered at Qingdeng with disdain. "So you, this traitor, are you really that afraid of death? You even found yourself a protector..."

"Shut up."

Before Zhugan could finish speaking, Qingdeng interrupted him with a cold and indifferent tone.

"When did you bloodthirsty, indiscriminate killers become so long-winded?"

Back to back with Saito, Aoto slowly lowered his center of gravity, raised his left hand, pressed down on the part of the scabbard near the guard, straightened his thumb, pressed against the guard, and pushed forward with force, pushing the blade out of the scabbard by about an inch.

Clang clang clang...

Qing Deng slowly drew the sword from its sheath, making a crisp sound like raindrops striking stone.

It evokes the image of a halo of sunlight emanating from the blade of a drawn sword!

"I have nothing to say to you bunch of lunatics who kill people for ridiculous reasons."

"Although your attack came much earlier than I expected."

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

"You'll all turn your blades on me again sooner or later anyway."

"In that case, the sooner I kill all of you lunatics, the sooner I can have some peace and quiet."

Qing Deng held the knife in front of him.

"Bring it on!"

Qing Deng's words thoroughly enraged these "radical anti-foreigners".

"How dare a mere traitor who once worked for barbarians be so arrogant!"

"Have we ever committed indiscriminate killing? What's wrong with executing you scum who work for the barbarians?"

"Go! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Heaven will punish you!"

……

The eight "radical anti-foreigners" who surrounded Aoto and Saito started to move together.

They brandished their knives, shouting as they charged toward the two surrounded men!

As the "radical anti-foreign faction" mobilized, Saito also began to act.

Saito took a deep breath and then, without taking a running start, leaped low into the air towards the four enemies surrounding their rear!

As he leaped up, he swiftly switched to gripping the knife hilt with both hands, assuming an upper stance.

Saito's attack came too fast and too unexpectedly.

The man at the very front hadn't even had time to react before his skull was shattered by Saito's sword, which he used to strike with the force of gravity.

Blood, brain matter, and fragments of bone were scattered everywhere.

A drop of blood mixed with brain matter splattered onto Saito's cheek. Without even blinking, Saito quickly sheathed his sword, then turned his cold gaze and the blade together to slash at the next enemy.

This man clearly lacked combat experience. Faced with Saito's slashing sword, he frantically swung his own sword at Saito's chest, trying to force Saito back.

Saito didn't even flinch when the man attacked his chest.

Saito realized that the man's sword had no chance of hitting him.

Saito is 1.8 meters tall, while this guy is only 1.5 meters tall.

The significant height difference between the two also resulted in a considerable difference in their arm lengths.

In sword fighting, arm length is directly equivalent to attack range.

Saito's sword could easily cut this man, while this man's sword couldn't even touch Saito's vital points.

The result was obvious—Saito's horizontal slash cut open the man's throat, and blood gushed out like a high-pressure fountain from the severed artery.

Only two survivors remained to block Qing and Zhai's escape route.

Both men were stunned by Saito's extremely violent fighting style, where every strike resulted in bones and brains splattering everywhere or blood gushing out.

The two people have very interestingly opposite body shapes.

One person is very short, only 1.4 meters tall, while the other person is quite tall, at 1.6 meters.

Seeing their two companions die under Saito's sword in the blink of an eye, the two men reacted differently after a moment of stunned silence.

The color drained from the dwarf's face quickly, and then, howling in pain, he turned and ran away...

The taller man, after a moment of stunned silence, did not run away. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and then, brandishing his sword, he resolutely charged at Saito while shouting "Heavenly Punishment!"

As he attacked Saito, the tall man didn't forget to turn back and cast a disdainful glance at his fleeing companion.

His companions were being hacked to death like melons and vegetables, yet this tall man still bravely charged forward, which was quite courageous.

But courage can never bridge a huge gap in strength.

Saito slightly shifted his body to the side, thus dodging the tall man's slashing blade.

In the instant he dodged, Saito's body glided forward, quickly passing by the tall man. A flash of cold light appeared in the air as the white blade in his hand sliced ​​off a piece of the scalp covering the straw hat, which flew into the distance.

The tall man swayed a few times before collapsing heavily to the ground.

From leaping up to taking down the three men, only five seconds passed in total.

Saito glanced at the fleeing dwarf—perhaps it was the will to survive, the dwarf was running incredibly fast, and in just a few moments he had already put nearly 10 meters between himself and Saito…

Saito did not pursue the dwarf.

Firstly, the short man had already created a considerable gap between them, and it would take some effort to catch up.

Secondly, Saito's mission was not to exterminate these "radical anti-foreigners," but to protect Aoto.

After glancing at the fleeing dwarf, Saito quickly turned around to prepare to support Aoto.

But as soon as he turned his gaze to the battlefield on Qingdeng's side, he was stunned.

Because he discovered that Qingdeng's side no longer needed his support at all.

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"Heavenly Punishment" was a slogan often shouted by these "patriots" during the late Edo period when they assassinated others.

The literal translation of this phrase is "acting on behalf of Heaven" or "punishing you on behalf of Heaven."

The reason why he likes to shout "Heaven will punish you" while killing is twofold: firstly, it emboldens him, and secondly, it allows him to justify and legitimize his assassinations—"I'm not killing indiscriminately, I'm punishing you, the wicked person, on behalf of Heaven."

Chapter 56 Two Against Eight! The First Deathmatch! (Part 2)

Aoto was quite confident in Saito's abilities.

After all, Arima had found the bodyguards for him. Based on Qing Deng's understanding and trust in Arima, it was impossible for his superior to let some mediocre nobody protect him.

If Aoto wanted, he could indeed hide behind Saito and let Saito take care of all the enemies for him. He could just stay hidden, cheer for Saito, and wait to win without lifting a finger.

But Qingdeng didn't want it to be like this.

Saito couldn't protect him forever.

If you want to protect yourself, the best way is to make yourself stronger as soon as possible.

If you want to gain enough strength to protect yourself as quickly as possible, it is impossible without experiencing blood and fire firsthand.

Moreover, Qing Deng was also slightly excited when faced with this group of "radical anti-foreigners" who suddenly appeared.

He was quite happy to use these "radical anti-foreigners" to test the results of his special training over the past few days, as well as the power of his current divine skills and talents in actual combat!

As Saito, back to back with him, leaped into the air and charged at the four enemies blocking their retreat, Aoto launched an attack on the four people blocking their front at almost the same time!

Qingdeng yanked off his straw hat and threw it at the enemies.

The straw hat was piled high with snow, and when it was flung off, the snow scattered everywhere, which could be used to obscure the enemy's vision and harass them.

Qingdeng's little tactic was quite successful.

The short man at the front, who was only 1.4 meters tall, had his vision obscured by the snow splashed from his straw hat. He screamed and stopped in his tracks.

Qing Deng followed closely behind the straw hat, leaning forward.

—Like wringing out a towel…

While silently reciting the tips that Okita had taught him when he was teaching him "Suzhen"—the tips for maximizing the power of "Suzhen" without injuring his wrists—Qingdeng swiftly raised the knife in his hand above his head.

puff!