My Gang of Swordsmen

Chapter 739 -26: All Masters of Shiwei Hall vs. Dual Swordsmanship Great Sword Hero Chiba Daisaburo

“Beichen Dual Swordsmanship Style, Chiba Daisaburo.”

“It’s on…!”

Swish!

Chiba Daisaburo’s rear foot scraped the ground, pouncing towards Aoto like a predator!

As Aoto’s vision was momentarily blinded by a blink, a tachi that filled his entire sight was sweeping towards him!

Aoto’s pupils constricted sharply, and driven by muscle memory and instincts, he hurriedly raised his sword to defend.

Clash——!

The bamboo swords grated against each other, emitting a sharp noise that nearly tore through the sword and eardrums.

——Such tremendous strength!

Aoto, through the crossed swords, cast a surprised glance at Chiba Daisaburo, who was inches from him.

Though he was wielding the sword with both hands, and Chiba Daisaburo with one arm, he couldn’t gain any advantage in the strength contest!

Whenever he exerted more strength, Chiba Daisaburo would immediately match it—both sides were in a stalemate, unable to overpower each other.

“Mr. Tachibana! Watch out for his other sword!”

A loud warning came from Toshisuke on his right side.

But Toshisuke’s warning was hardly necessary.

For Aoto had already noticed—a short, narrow shadow was surging from the corner of his vision towards his waist!

It was Chiba Daisaburo’s left-handed wakizashi!

Feeling the impending danger, Aoto quickly shifted to the left, moving himself and his sword to Chiba Daisaburo’s right side, voluntarily withdrawing from the strength contest.

A cold bamboo wakizashi skimmed past his abdomen.

The proximity of Chiba Daisaburo’s surprise attack to his body allowed Aoto’s abdominal skin to distinctly feel the wakizashi’s first blow.

At this moment, Aoto belatedly remembered: it seemed this was his first duel against a swordsman proficient in dual swordsmanship.

Chiba Daisaburo is a swordsman capable of multitasking, able to attack like a “dual-person attack”—this information about Chiba Daisaburo, previously heard, quickly raced through Aoto’s mind seemingly with its own consciousness.

At this moment, Toshisuke and the others arrived.

Toshisuke, Kondo, Hijikata, and Inoue were closing in on Chiba Daisaburo from four directions.

Chiba Daisaburo slightly turned his face, caught a swift glance at Toshisuke and the others’ positions with the corner of his eye, then his tall figure spun like a windmill!

The torso was the “windmill’s” axis, the dual swords in his hands were the “windmill’s” blades.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh…

The incessantly swinging bamboo swords stirred up gusts of wind, one after another.

The dual blades, at times, slashed in the same direction, at other times, split apart, unleashing fierce chops in different directions.

The “windmill” spun faster and faster… making it impossible to get close.

Intending to rush forward to join Toshisuke and the others in besieging Chiba Daisaburo, Aoto could only hesitate in the face of the increasing speed and terrifying momentum of the “big windmill,” forcing him, like Toshisuke and the others, to retreat rapidly, widening the distance from Chiba Daisaburo to avoid getting entangled in the “windmill’s” blades.

The “windmill” spun a full ten circles before finally stopping.

At this moment, Aoto and the others were precisely surrounding Chiba Daisaburo in a formation resembling a “pentagram.”

Now, Aoto and the others all wore expressions and eyes serious and solemn beyond words, staring intensely at Chiba Daisaburo, whom they had encircled.

Perhaps not fully aware as he had just joined the battle against Chiba Daisaburo, Aoto might not have noticed, but Toshisuke, Kondo, and the others saw it quite clearly—compared to when they were desperately entangled with him before, Chiba Daisaburo’s sword speed and strength had all greatly improved!

“You…” The hot-tempered Hijikata growled with a stern face, “Were you holding back earlier, not showing your true skills?”

“Not at all.”

Chiba Daisaburo gently shook his head.

“I was fighting quite hard earlier.”

“I used quite a bit of effort just to barely fend off your four-pronged attack.”

“But now it’s different—I will hold nothing back.”

Chiba Daisaburo repositioned his left-handed wakizashi to the lower rank while holding the right-handed tachi in an upper rank stance, his eyes flashing with an intense fighting spirit.

“Even I wouldn’t dare to be complacent while dueling all five of you.”

“I will give my all… to crush you!”

An immense fighting spirit, along with surging “momentum,” burst out from Chiba Daisaburo’s body!

“Is that so…”

Facing this staggering wave of oppressive aura, Aoto calmly readied his sword.

He smiled.

A straightforward smile.

“That’s great! I can’t wait, come at me!”

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In the “audience seats”—

“Considering Chiba Daisaburo’s real strength is so formidable, why didn’t he start fighting Chokata and the others with all his might from the beginning…?” a certain swordsman from the Little Chiba Sword Dojo murmured in confusion.

Upon hearing the swordsman’s murmur, Chiba Dingji softly replied:

“…He was likely waiting for Mr. Tachibana to be free to fight him.”

“Ha…” Chiba Shigetarou chuckled dryly, “That’s truly Brother Dao’s style…”

Chiba Dingji lifted his face, his eyes buried within the wrinkles, attentively observing the events on the field, he softly said:

“Because my third nephew is always so reticent and indifferent, many people forget: my third nephew is the most competitive one of the Chiba family…”

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Clash! Clash! Clash! Clash! Clash!…

On the field, the sound of bamboo swords clashing echoed repeatedly, incessantly.