Boom! Boom!
Sudden explosions shattered the tranquility of Kyoto's early morning.
Kyoto's night market was bustling, but it also left many feeling mentally drained in the morning.
Although the explosions were outside the city, Yuhito was still startled awake.
He instantly got up, and his personal guards were already standing by.
"What's that noise?!"
A man in a reformed military uniform walked in from outside and said to Yuhito,
"Your Highness, the Ninja who was keeping watch says the train tracks outside the city were blown up, and the suspects haven't been found yet."
Yuhito rubbed his temples to relieve the pain of his hangover.
Kyoto was a place of prosperity with many geishas. He couldn't have Muzan, but he wouldn't hang himself on one tree either; he could still indulge in pleasure.
He pushed away the Woman in his arms, let the guard dress him, walked to the door, and looked out at the place where the fire and smoke were rising.
It was quite far from where he was, so he didn't pay it much mind.
Although the Meiji Restoration was progressing well, there were always some stubborn and pedantic people who believed that these roaring trains had deprived them of their land and rule.
They seemed to think that by blowing up the train tracks and getting rid of these roaring trains, life could return to how it was before.
Heh, foolish.
Whether Yuhito indulged in pleasure or was infatuated with Muzan's beauty, essentially, he was actually very "progressive." He embraced more advanced and powerful forces and existences at all costs.
Whether it was the Western reforms or Muzan's Blood Demon Art, those were the powers he desired!
"Your Highness, the Tsuchimikado family seems to have sent someone who wishes to see Your Highness."
Tsuchimikado, this was also a prominent family with a long heritage.
They were a famous noble family who had once dominated with Onmyodo.
Unfortunately, that kind of thing, Onmyodo, along with the demons, monsters, spells, and evil arts of the Heian Era, fell into decline.
Yuhito didn't want to see them. He guessed that such people were nothing more than wanting to continue getting a share.
It was a pity that the current era was the era of warlords; only controlling military power was the most important thing.
Even the emerging industrialists who rose with the Restoration were looked down upon by Yuhito, so how could he focus on the remnants of the old era?
He waved his hand, about to have them dismissed.
But suddenly, a dark, round object was thrown from a great distance.
Yuhito watched as the object flew in from somewhere outside the courtyard, landed on the ground at the base of his four-story building, and rolled a few times.
"Be careful, it's a firearm!"
A figure instantly appeared from behind Yuhito, grabbed him, stomped hard on the ground, and flew backward with Yuhito.
Boom!
The destructive power of the high-explosive grenade was far beyond the firearms of this era; just one instantly blew up the exquisite wooden building.
About two hundred meters outside the courtyard, a group of people stared blankly at Bai Cangshu, who had thrown the grenade. Because of the long distance, they didn't realize at first that Bai Cangshu was throwing a firearm at the Prince's palace.
When the huge explosion occurred, everyone's faces changed.
The next moment, the minister who had brought Bai Cangshu in turned pale.
"Tsuchimikado, how dare you..."
Pfft!
Bai Cangshu's speed was extremely fast. His recovered right hand flicked like an afterimage.
The minister's windpipe instantly shattered, and he stumbled backward, collapsing.
"Baka!"
Amidst the angry roars of the group, some raised their guns, and some drew their swords.
But Bai Cangshu stomped down fiercely, and a terrifying force erupted.
Bang!
Second Tiger Style · Fire Heaven Form · Wildfire!
The ground flagstones instantly cracked, and a large number of fragments flew in all directions.
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
"Ah!"
The group of people seemed to have been baptized by shrapnel; their bodies were instantly cut with numerous wounds, bleeding profusely.
Bai Cangshu couldn't yet condense his force dozens of meters like Tao Bai Bai, but combined with his innate terrifying physique, instantly unleashing his force in combat not only made his burst speed a notch higher than Clown Ivins but also allowed him to injure enemies around him.
Bang!
Bai Cangshu's figure charged out wildly like a raging fire.
The guards stationed around the palace were still looking at the collapsed palace after the explosion. Hearing the violent footsteps behind them, they turned around and saw only a hand twisted to the extreme, spiraling towards them.
Fox Shadow Style · Rakshasa Palm!
Pfft!
How terrifying was Bai Cangshu's strength at this moment? With one palm strike, the guard's sternum instantly shattered. He could feel the opponent's internal organs and muscles twisting together in his palm, then erupting violently.
Boom!
The guard's body spiraled out, knocking away several soldiers who had just climbed out of the rubble.
Bai Cangshu's footsteps didn't stop for a moment. He charged directly into the smoke, stomped hard, and his figure was as light as a crane. He lightly stepped on the rubble of the wooden building, which was less than three meters after collapsing, instantly leaped out of the smoke, and saw the few people behind him who were protecting Yuhito as he retreated.
Dragging Yuhito with one hand was a Ninja completely wrapped in a night suit. This person was extremely agile; he heard the light sound of Bai Cangshu's steps, turned around, and swung his single hand.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of air breaking instantly rang out.
Bai Cangshu had nowhere to exert force in the air, but he twisted his waist, spun rapidly in the air a few times, changed direction mid-air, and landed on the ground.
Thud, thud, thud!
The shuriken embedded themselves in the wooden building rubble with considerable force.
This person was a master.
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The Ninja completely ignored Bai Cangshu, blocked the enemy with one strike, and quickly continued retreating with Yuhito. He knew very well that since the Tsuchimikado family dared to cooperate with an assassin like this, those few "old-brand" forces in Kyoto were probably unreliable.
He had to take Prince Yuhito to that Woman!
Behind them, two men wearing Xuan Se military uniforms stopped and both drew the katanas at their waists.
As personal guards, they trusted their swords more in close combat.
When Bai Cangshu landed from his spin, his force flowed freely. Using the spin in the air, he had dispersed the violent forward momentum of the Wildfire steps. When he landed from the spin, he didn't make a sound.
Seeing this scene, the two swordsmen frowned.
"Be careful, he's a master!"
Bai Cangshu landed on the balls of his feet, his heels off the ground, and simultaneously bent his knees. His figure leaped high again, like a crane spreading its wings.
Both were stunned at the same time. In short-weapon combat, jumping into the air was the most taboo because there was nowhere to exert force in the air.
One immediately stepped forward, gripped his sword with both hands, raised it high, and exhaled with a shout.
"Ha!"
This was the so-called Shishinryu style. It relied on terrifying strength and momentum, completely disregarding all of the opponent's techniques.
My sword, only slashes!
He fiercely slashed at Bai Cangshu, who was lightly descending from the air!
The sword momentum was terrifying, and the air wailed and roared.
But Bai Cangshu's heart was beating faster at this moment, his pupils dilated, clearly in a state of extreme excitement.
He didn't like boring and rigid combat; he often challenged himself during battles.
Just like this moment, because of several jumps, he suddenly felt that he had somewhat grasped the essence of Tao Bai Bai's movements.
A Martial Artist was not an ordinary fighter.
A Martial Artist could do things that ordinary people could not.
Bai Cangshu breathed continuously through his mouth and nose, and his Ripple circulated rapidly.
In the air, he saw that grand and imposing slash. Suddenly, he twisted his waist and abdomen, flipped over in the air, and stepped forward with his left foot.
Not a millisecond faster, not a millisecond slower.
Bai Cangshu stepped on the tip of the Shishinryu swordsman's sword, just as he had used up his strength from the slash. His arms spread out, like a crane displaying its wings.
Ito Hiroyuki's pupils contracted. Feeling the weight transmitted from his sword, he could hardly believe his eyes.
"How... could this be..."
How could a tall human stand in the air with wings spread on the sword he had just slashed out?
How could a human change their weight?
[You have gained insight. Your Martial Arts have improved. Martial Arts Specialization has increased. Current: Lv3]
[Martial Arts Specialization Lv3 - Lifting Heavy as Light, Center of Gravity Like Mercury, Force Emission Smooth and Seamless]