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“Clang——”

The trembling hum echoed once again, sparks constantly erupting from between Haramura Makoto and Moroboshi Yudai.

“This is tough.”

Moroboshi Yudai continuously swung his spear to defend.

However, his defensive posture seemed very disheveled. He could only use the rear half of his golden spear shaft to block Haramura Makoto's slashes and bullets.

Each time, he wanted to create distance again and launch a new attack.

However, Haramura Makoto wouldn't let him get away, fully utilizing the advantage of his Origami Crane Combo.

He retreated when Moroboshi advanced, and he advanced when Moroboshi retreated.

He perfectly controlled the distance, keeping Moroboshi Yudai firmly within his attack range, launching a relentless suppression.

It was also thanks to this.

Moroboshi Yudai's body was now a mess. The long sword had shredded his clothes into strips, resembling a patchwork of rags, and blood seeped from his body, dyeing his clothes crimson.

“So, will you concede? Seven Star Sword King.”

“You can't use your ability, and neither can I.”

“Once we close the distance, your close combat ability is only this much.”

“Or do you still have some hidden tricks you haven't used yet?”

Haramura Makoto couldn't apply his magic power to the outside of his body, as Tiger Bite could shatter it at any moment, which was why he didn't use his domain.

However, he could still use abilities like Future Sight that allowed him to see one second into the future, and abilities that enhanced his movement speed, as they were applied directly to his body.

So, from the beginning, Moroboshi Yudai had been at a disadvantage when facing him.

“Since that's the case, then I'll show you.”

Moroboshi Yudai smiled, the twitching of his lips even pulling at the wounds on his face, causing the wounds that had already stopped bleeding to seep blood again.

“Didn't you say you wanted to see my『Comet』!”

Moroboshi Yudai's arm shook, and Haramura Makoto felt as if a fleeting light flashed before his eyes for an instant.

“——『Comet』!”

The spear shaft, which was originally very hard and didn't bend even when Haramura Makoto struck it with his sword, now curved into an arc.

(One!)

In that instant, Moroboshi Yudai's speed of retracting the spear seemed to surpass everything. When he turned around again, the thrust was already coming towards Haramura Makoto's brow.

However, this attack wasn't that difficult to dodge.

Just like dodging the Three Stars earlier, he could easily avoid it with his current acceleration.

(Two!)

The speed had subtly increased, but it was still within Haramura Makoto's reaction range.

This was a thrust towards the heart. Haramura Makoto, who hadn't retreated before, took his first step back today.

This was the subconscious optimal solution, after all, retreating was always faster than moving sideways.

“Here it comes!”

The first two strikes were all ordinary, and in terms of strength, they were indeed much stronger than the Three Stars.

But only slightly stronger.

This level of strength couldn't be Moroboshi Yudai's ultimate move.

Then, the most dangerous one must be the last thrust he hadn't made yet.

In this one-hundredth of a second.

“Secret Sword——”

Haramura Makoto's aura suddenly changed, as sharp and dazzling as a sharp blade.

“——『Swallow Return』!”

The long sword instantly drew sharp trajectories in the air like a butterfly dancing, turning into a flash of light, and then it seemed to be divided, launching slashes from three directions at once.

(Three!)

The spear tip directly ejected, hitting directly into the center of the rotating blade that looked like a windmill.

“Pfft——”

The sound of tearing rang out.

It was the sound of double tearing.

The tearing of clothes, the tearing of flesh.

Although such sounds had been heard countless times just now, after all, such sounds were ringing out on his own body, this time the sound seemed particularly harsh to Moroboshi Yudai.

Bright red blood fluttered in the air.

The wound, about forty centimeters long from the chest to the abdomen, looked shocking.

Moroboshi Yudai was completely silent, for a full few seconds.

“...Wonderful.”

Accompanied by this heartfelt admiration, Moroboshi Yudai also slowly fell to the ground.

“The victory is decided, medical personnel, hurry!”

Shinguuji Kurono directly raised her Device without thinking and shot Moroboshi Yudai, stabilizing his injuries, stopping his bleeding. Medical personnel quickly moved him off the field.

“So strong, really so strong.”

“The undisputed king in this match.”

Sounds of praise echoed from all around, and all the spectators gave their applause to this battle.

Watching this match, they seemed to see the changing of the guard between a new generation of kings and the old generation of kings.

...

The first round of matches will all end today.

After all, the matches were being held simultaneously in three venues, and there were only thirty-two contestants in total. On average, there were only five matches in each arena.

The battles between Blazers weren't like the battles in One Piece.

Everyone in there was incredibly durable, fighting for a whole day at the drop of a hat.

Generally speaking, battles between Blazers could be decided within ten minutes.

Just like the battle between Haramura Makoto and Moroboshi Yudai just now, it was actually only five minutes.

Stella's battle ended even faster than Haramura Makoto's. Her opponent wasn't very strong, and she herself was completely beyond the norm.

So now Haramura Makoto and Stella have advanced.

Kurogane Shizuku was unfortunately eliminated by Sarah.

“So amazing, as expected of Temporal Stasis, to be able to defeat that Seven Star Sword King without a scratch.”

“Crimson Princess is also terrifyingly strong, her Dragon's Roar is still giving me goosebumps.”

The area around the arena was bustling with noise, and the spectators and vendors had almost completely blocked the surrounding roads.

They were all enthusiastically discussing the matches, while quickly eating something to replenish their energy.

“Kid, I'm here.”

Through the crowded people, an old man wearing a loose-fitting gray kimono waved his hand.

His left hand was holding a cane. Although he looked to be eighty or ninety years old, he was full of vigor.

This person was none other than the legend of the current Japanese Blazer world, the War God Nangou Hikojiro.

“Seriously, Master, you said you were coming to watch the match, but you're only here now?”

Holding Stella's hand, followed by an expired loli wearing a kimono, Haramura Makoto quietly squeezed out of the crowded people and came to Nangou Hikojiro's front.

“What's wrong, Makoto? Did your match end already?”

Nangou Hikojiro didn't seem to have any intention of apologizing, and was grinning. His eyes were already on Haramura Makoto's hand that was holding a bag.

“Oh my, what a filial disciple, knowing that Master hasn't eaten, and even prepared breakfast for Master.”

Without even waiting for Haramura Makoto to agree, Nangou Hikojiro showed his old and quick hands, directly taking the takoyaki box from Haramura Makoto's hand, putting them into his mouth one by one, and gobbling them up.

“It alweady endth.”

“It was my match with Moroboshi Yudai. If you were any later, you wouldn't even have made it in time for Senior Sister's match.”

Looking at the takoyaki box in Nangou Hikojiro's hand, black lines fell from Haramura Makoto's forehead.

“Also, this isn't a breakfast to show respect to you, it's a lunch I bought to eat later.”

“No difference, no difference.”

Nangou Hikojiro always had this cynical look.

Perhaps it was because of his appearance that he was able to reach this age and still be so healthy and capable.

You must know that, apart from the immortals in the ancient country who have special methods of prolonging life, Blazers and ordinary humans actually have no difference in lifespan.

The most typical example is that Kurogane Ryoma, who was also a Pillar of the Country, has been dead for who knows how many years.

Nangou Hikojiro was still able to maintain his strength at about ninety percent of his peak.

He could still move his hands and do anything without delay.

“Forget it, let's go, old man.”

Nishikyou Neene gently sighed, walked up from behind Haramura Makoto, and was ready to take Nangou Hikojiro into the venue.

“No need, wait a little longer.”

“There's one more person who's going together.”

Nangou Hikojiro's speech was a bit slurred, after all, he had stuffed many takoyaki balls in his mouth.

“Who else is there?”

At first, Stella was very respectful of Haramura Makoto's master.

After all, in the beginning, she chose to study at a Blazer academy in the distant land of Japan because she wanted to emulate her idol Kurogane Ryoma.

Similarly, Nangou Hikojiro, who was also known as Kurogane Ryoma at the time, was of course also an object of her admiration.

But after meeting him once, she completely understood.

How disrespectful Nangou Hikojiro was. Although she still respected Nangou Hikojiro's character and strength, as for other aspects, don't expect her to show any respect.

“Yes, she's already here.”

Nangou Hikojiro gave a light sigh.

He looked towards the other exit of the arena, revealing a meaningful smile.

“Hmm?”

The three people present all looked towards the direction of Nangou Hikojiro.

Then, Nishikyou Neene and Stella shivered.

The figure of a silver-haired woman broke into their field of vision in this way.

“This woman... Why is she here...?”

Nishikyou Neene suddenly had a feeling of pins and needles on her back. Just looking at her back, she now had the urge to escape from here.

Her beautiful face was like a delicate doll made in a factory. Her long silver hair made her like a moon goddess. Today, she didn't wear the pure white armor she often wore, but just a simple outfit for going out, but she was still exuding that sacred and inviolable sense of purity.

She looked across the crowd, her eyes meeting Nangou Hikojiro's.

In the next second, she had already crossed the sea of people and arrived in front of Nangou Hikojiro.

Nishikyou Neene and Stella's fur almost stood on end. Although the two of them didn't summon their Devices, their bodies had already adopted the most suitable posture to respond.