Chapter 630 - 3: Aoto vs. Inoue Genzaburō, Copying the Strong Essence Talent!

Chapter 630: Chapter 3: Aoto vs. Inoue Genzaburō, Copying the Strong Essence Talent!

"Tonight, it’s finally time to fulfill my wishes."

Inoue Genzaburō shifted his gaze, giving Aoto a quick glance from head to toe, then laughed heartily a few times.

"Mr. Tachibana, you are much more handsome than I imagined."

Aoto smiled modestly and said:

"Mr. Inoue, you flatter me."

"No need to call me ’Mr. Inoue.’" Inoue waved his hand forcefully, "We’re all part of Shiwei Hall, so there’s no need for such formal titles."

"Just like the young master and Toshisuke, you can call me ’Uncle Gen.’

"It’s both pleasant and easy to say."

As Inoue spoke, his gaze swept over the faces of Aoto, Saito, Nagakura, and Harada one by one. This gesture naturally meant "all of you can call me ’Uncle Gen’."

Inoue’s amicable demeanor slightly surprised Aoto.

Compared to the Great Sword Dojo, Inoue gave off the impression of a friendly old grandpa from the neighborhood.

After Aoto and the others introduced themselves, Zhouzhu resumed chatting with Inoue about various miscellaneous matters.

"Gen, you’ve been back home for quite some time, haven’t you neglected your Swordsmanship training?"

Inoue chuckled and answered without hesitation:

"Grand Master, I’m still a swordsman, after all."

"During the months I was back home, not only did I not slack off in training, but I’ve also gained new insights in my step technique."

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhu was visibly delighted.

"Oh? New insights? What kind of insights?"

Most of the people in the room were martial artists, naturally having a deep interest in topics related to martial arts.

Inoue’s words immediately captured the attention of the majority in the room, including Aoto.

"Hmm..." Inoue raised his hand to touch his throat, "What kind of insights... It’s hard for me to put it into words."

After saying this, Inoue lowered his hand from his throat, a grin forming on his lips.

"Grand Master, just explaining with words won’t clearly convey what new improvements I’ve made to my step technique."

"How about this, Grand Master, I directly demonstrate my new step technique for you to see."

"Once you see it with your own eyes, you’ll likely understand the differences in my step technique compared to before."

"Ho ho ho!" Zhouzhu lightly slapped his thigh, "Alright! Let’s go to the dojo. Let me take a good look at what new insights you’ve developed in your step technique!"

Though Zhouzhu always seemed cheerful and unreliable, he was essentially still a swordsman, the Third Generation Leader of the Natural Reason Heart Stream, and the current Hall Master of Shiwei Hall.

In matters related to ’disciple cultivation’ and ’Swordsmanship,’ Zhouzhu always maintained a high level of enthusiasm and passion.

"Hey." Abi furrowed her brows, glancing at Zhouzhu and then at Inoue, "It’s this late, and you still want to go to the dojo?"

Outside the window, the moon hung high in the night sky... The time was just past 10 PM.

In this era, such a time was undoubtedly late at night.

"Ho ho ho, dear lady."

The usually henpecked Zhouzhu, for once, spoke firmly.

"My disciple’s skills have improved... As a teacher, how could I not see it at the first opportunity?"

"..." Abi seemed at a loss for words at Zhouzhu’s remark.

She gave Zhouzhu a sidelong glance, then wordlessly closed her mouth, saying no more.

"Ah, speaking of which..." Inoue suddenly tilted his head, recalling something as he looked at Chokata, "Toshisuke, when you helped me open the door, I noticed you and Mr. Tachibana were wearing armor. Were you practicing Swordsmanship in the dojo?"

"Ah, yes." Chokata nodded, "Mr. Tachibana and I were just about to practice a bit. We had just put on our gear when Uncle Gen, you arrived."

"I see... hahaha, then I must apologize for interrupting your practice."

With that, Inoue pursed his lips in thought.

"...Mr. Tachibana."

Inoue pondered for less than two breaths before raising his head, smiling at Aoto.

"Mr. Tachibana, would you mind sparring with me now?"

Upon hearing this, Aoto’s face showed surprise.

Before the astonishment on Aoto’s face could fully form, Inoue continued:

"I am eager to personally experience your abilities, so highly praised by both the Grand Master and the young master."

"My new step technique is best demonstrated during combat."

"So why not kill two birds with one stone?"

"Let’s spar directly. I can showcase my new step technique to the Grand Master and everyone while also having a chance to test your skills."

"I wonder... what do you think?"

With Inoue’s words, everyone’s gaze turned to focus on Aoto.

Aoto’s eyes flickered as he moved his gaze between "reality" and "thought."

Aoto did not keep everyone waiting for long.

In the blink of an eye, Aoto let out a long breath.

"Then, please... Uncle Gen, I humbly request your guidance!"

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The group moved from the room to the dojo.

Aoto, standing on the left side of the dojo, was the first to gear up.

After thoroughly checking the bamboo sword in his hand to ensure there were no cracks, Aoto lifted his gaze, scrutinizing the still gloved Inoue through the gaps in his mask.

In Aoto’s eyes, the clear reflection of Inoue’s figure... A surge of curiosity and spirited fighting intent emerged from within his dark pupils!