As soon as the cold system sound faded, Aoto felt warm currents envelop his ears, forehead, and the top of his head.

Immediately, Aoto noticed his hearing had become extraordinarily sharp.

To describe Aoto’s current sensation vividly... it felt like "swimming out from underwater, out into the air, with no water wrapping around his ears anymore," making the whole world particularly vivid due to the enhanced hearing.

Wind Sensor... both the name and the actual talent effect are exceptionally powerful.

Having copied such an awesome talent, Aoto couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows slightly in surprise and joy.

With the face-marked opponent fainted, only three enemies now stood before Aoto.

Perhaps feeling the situation was tricky, and seeing that their leader, Face-Mark, had already been defeated by Aoto, the remaining three had lost the will to fight.

Their expressions changed abruptly, and they swiftly turned to flee.

Having already drawn weapons and engaged in combat, Aoto couldn’t possibly let these three leave just like that.

He stepped forward, gripping the wakizashi with both hands and slashing forward forcefully, striking the back of the one who was a step slow in starting, eliciting a scream of "waa" as he collapsed to the ground.

Taking advantage of Aoto momentarily dealing with the slowest runner, the other two had already gained a distance of nearly five steps.

Five steps... such a small gap, unless they were particularly skilled runners, they couldn’t shake off Aoto, who now possessed Take the Lead.

And judging from their running posture and speed... it’s clear—they are not particularly skilled runners.

Aoto nudged the wakizashi next to the foot of the face-marked opponent with his left toe, then caught the wakizashi in mid-air with his left hand, and chased after the two who were fleeing, wielding dual wakizashi.

In just an instant, Aoto, whose leg power was far superior to ordinary people due to Take the Lead, caught up with the two.

As he closed the distance to merely two steps from these "deserters," Aoto threw the wakizashi in his left hand with force at the fastest one in the lead.

Such a short distance... if it didn’t hit, it would be incomprehensible.

The wakizashi Aoto threw had immense power and speed—after all, he had the talent to enhance finger strength and dexterity: Skillful Hands.

The wakizashi spun in the air, "whoosh, whoosh," and accurately hit the fastest one’s back.

Although it was the handle rather than the blade that struck him, the unexpected strike caused him to stumble and fall to the ground.

The sudden fall of this guy made things tough for the one running behind him, who tripped over him and fell flat on his face.

Aoto effortlessly caught up with the two who had already fallen, pouncing on them and subduing the remaining two enemies.

With his own enemies fully dealt with, Aoto quickly turned his head and raised his gaze to check the battle situation on Mukiwa’s side.

As his gaze shifted, Aoto’s tense nerves immediately eased significantly.

Mukiwa’s battle situation was far better than Aoto had imagined.

Despite being one against four, Mukiwa was relying on her excellent hand-to-hand combat skills and the advantage of the terrain to take down the four enemies blocking her and Aoto’s retreat one by one.

Unlike Aoto, who was actively attacking the enemy, Mukiwa faced an attack from the enemy.

The four samurai charged at Mukiwa, shouting "wuwuwuwu."

Leading the charge was a tall, muscular brute.

This brute swung a powerful and heavy horizontal slash at Mukiwa.

Mukiwa remained calm and collected. She swiftly thrust her hips upwards, leaning back until her head almost touched her voluptuous hips reminiscent of Water Honey Peaches, hands touching the ground—managing to dodge the brute’s slash with this high-difficulty backbend, as the sharp blade grazed past her slender midriff.

Mukiwa’s body was incredibly flexible, as if she had no bones. Such a high-difficulty backbend was executed with ease.

In the next moment, as she supported herself on the ground and dodged the brute’s attack, Mukiwa’s slender waist exerted a sudden force, her right leg snapped upward like a broken koto string and kicked powerfully upward.

The petite toe struck the brute’s chin—regardless of size, the chin, unable to be trained, is a vulnerable spot for anyone.

Mukiwa’s kick was immensely powerful. With a loud "bang" and the sound of bones cracking, a massive spurt of blood and several teeth flew from the brute’s mouth.

The teeth were directly kicked out... the pain was imaginable—this brute fainted from the pain.

Using the momentum from her upward kick, Mukiwa smoothly performed a backward flip, quickly returning from the backbend to a normal standing posture.

"One down..." Mukiwa resumed her fighting stance, right fist in front, left palm behind, looking at the remaining three enemies.