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"I know."

As he said this, Noel was still staring at Kurogane Ikki with burning eyes.

He really wants to know the answer now, but he believes that his master will not harm him. Since he is not allowed to know, there is a reason why he must not be allowed to know.

However, even so.

He still saw some clues.

He saw that Kurogetsu Ikki seemed to have undergone unspeakable changes from within, which seemed to be changes in the level of life.

"But it's a lot more fun this way."

"In addition to Stella, there is another worthy opponent."

In fact, this Seven Star Sword Dance Festival was quite boring for Haramura Makoto.

After he attacked from Akatsuki Academy and defeated the Black Iron King, Haramura Makoto could still regard the entire Seven Star Sword Dance Festival as an opponent, leaving only Stella, whose strength was growing rapidly every day.

As for the Black Iron King's so-called catching up later, he had never taken it seriously.

The opponent he caught up with only ended up being far behind him. The opponent only deserved to look at the back of his head in this life.

but now!

Kurogane Ikki already has the same or even greater power than he and Stella.

Even if he and Stella faced such Kurogane Ikki now, the outcome could be said to be extremely low.

Then Haramura Makoto's eyes fell on Shinguji Kurono in the center of the venue, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"Principal Shinguji, this victory really puts the Academy in ruins."

It's obvious.

The three strongest people left now, Stella, Haramura Makoto, and Kurogane Ikki are all students of Pojun Academy.

No matter who wins, it will be a victory for Pojun Academy.

Shinguji Kurono will probably receive a lot of praise afterwards.

It only took one year to bring the already dilapidated Pojun Academy to this state. Whether it was luck or a real education, the result is here.

Then we have to acknowledge Shinguji Kurono’s achievements.

"Hey, you have such a strong fighting spirit."

Nango Hikojiro's smile was very cheerful.

This is what he needs. What he needs is his disciple. If he wants to break through to that realm, this kind of high fighting spirit is essential.

Afterwards, Nango Hikojiro stopped his smile and looked gloomy.

"In that case, let me help you again, old man."

"A temporary victory is not a real victory."

……

In the medical room!

Kurogane Ikki, who had just walked out of the hospital, returned here again, staying in the same ward as before.

"Back to the hospital again."

He did win, and he won very beautifully.

But don't forget, before he won, he suffered very serious injuries. Almost all the internal organs in his body were bleeding, and many bones had cracks.

The fact that he was able to continue fighting was because he was too determined.

If it had been other people, they would have been lying limply on the ground.

Just now, he troubled the pharmacist Wuzi to treat his body. If the pharmacist Wuzi hadn't helped him treat it, he would never have woken up so quickly.

Oh, right!

Medicine Master Kiriko lost because of insufficient magic power and was wasted abruptly.

Of course, this is also because Yakushi Kiriko doesn’t want to fight. She is afraid that if she fights, there will be injuries on the field later, and she will not be able to help treat them in time.

In this way, he owed the pharmacist Kiriko another debt of gratitude that he had to repay.

"But what was the power just now?"

Frankly speaking, his memory is not very clear anymore.

He had forgotten what he had done just now. He only remembered that he seemed to have vaguely broken something serious.

Then all the strength in his body came out.

It's just that he doesn't know what he did to be in that state.

"That power is the devil, and what you break is the shackles of fate."

In the medical room where Kurogane Ikki was supposed to be alone, the voice of an old god suddenly sounded.

Kurogane Ikki was startled.

He didn't notice anyone else approaching at all. Even though he was unable to move, it didn't affect his senses.

But when he saw that figure, he felt relieved.

"Senior Battle God."

He couldn't stand up, so he could only wave his hand gently to express his welcome.

Wearing a soap-colored kimono, holding a cane in his hand, with sparse white hair, and wrinkles all over his face, he looked old and decrepit, but in fact, his pupils that should have been cloudy contained sparkle.

It was none other than Haramura Makoto’s master, the God of War, Nango Hikojiro.

"Senior please give pointers."

Ikki Kurotetsu met Nango Hikojiro once with Haramura Makoto, so he still remembered Nango Hikojiro's appearance.

He knew that this man was as famous as his grandfather.

"There's nothing to advise. Since you want to know, I'll tell you."

Nango Hikojiro waved his hand indifferently.

"Black Iron Boy, you know that."

"The so-called magic power of the sword-cutter symbolizes destiny. Its total amount is innate and will never change. Therefore, the destiny carried by each sword-cutter has its limit."

"As long as you reach this limit, no matter how hard you try, you can't get any stronger, because this is a shackles from fate! Fate does not allow this individual to transcend its own control."

Kurogane Ikki nodded.

Anyone who is a swordsman will know this kind of thing, maybe from their own family, maybe from school, in short they will all talk about it.

He just hated this.

He hates that fate has bound him here.

"You should have encountered the door and pushed it open."

Kurogane Ikki nodded again. He thought the dream was fake, but now that Nango Hikojiro also talked about the stone gate, it proved that his dream was real.

"That is the stone gate transformed by fate. For the swordsman, it is both a shackles and a kind of shelter."

Nango Hikojiro's voice suddenly became a little more serious, as if he had reached something important.

Kuroyuki Ikki also spoke calmly, and the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious.

"Pushing open that door means that the swordsman has broken the taboo of fate."

"At this time, the swordsmen can no longer be regarded as pure humans. That is because they have embarked on the process of inhuman monsters. In terms of existence and life form, they are very different from humans. They are a fatal crisis for ordinary people. To the devil, it is just a matter of course, to ordinary people, it is a miracle, to the devil, it is a destiny that can be changed with just a wave of the hand."

"In general, the fate given by the world itself is a kind of shelter for the swordsman. Now that you have broken away from that shelter, your destiny will be out of control in the future, and anything is possible. …”

Nango Hikojiro's expression was a little emotional.

It is precisely because Kuroyuki Ikki is very weak and can easily reach his own limit that he can touch the door of destiny so early.

According to his estimation, Noel is probably still struggling in the pool.

"Is it because I broke my so-called destiny that my magic power surges up again?"

Kurogane Ikki raised a new question.

He used a Rakshasa sword at that time and poured everything he had into the last sword.

There is no doubt that he has used all his magic power, physical strength, and spirit.

But after he pushed open the stone door, he found new magic and physical strength coming to him.

To be honest, the reason why he was able to sit up so quickly was thanks to the new magic power that just came to him.

"good."

Nango Hikojiro nodded matter-of-factly.

"In the final analysis, the amount of magic power symbolizes the amount of destiny you carry. The fate that everyone carries is unchangeable. Therefore, the magic power is the same as the amount you are born with throughout your life. It cannot be increased through acquired training. But now that you have broken the shackles of your own destiny, this equation naturally cannot be established."

"In other words, starting from today, your magic power can grow without limit."

"Although this growth rate is very slow, your magic power will indeed change."

Very good!

Kurogane Ikki waved his fist excitedly.

Although he is used to having only F-level magic power, if he can change his weakness in magic power, he can become stronger.

"Don't be too excited. Your qualification disadvantages still exist."

"Even if the magic power can grow, the growth rate is very slow, just like me."

"It has been nearly 70 years since I became a demon, but my magical power cannot surpass that little fire dragon girl."

Kurogane Ikki quickly waved his hand.

"That's enough."

"It's good for me to be able to get rid of the magic of F level."

Kurogane Ikki is not dissatisfied at all. It is a blessing for him to have a little change now.

"Of course, you don't have to be like this. The increase in magic power is just a trivial by-product for the devil. His real power is in the control of destiny."

Nango Hikojiro chuckled, stretched out his finger and shook it.

"Manipulation of fate?"

"Does that mean it has the same ability as Murasaki Nomiya Amane?"

Speaking of destiny manipulation, Kurogane Ikki thought of this person almost instantly.

He knew very well how much trouble Zi Nao Gong Tianyin's destiny control ability had caused them.

"Well, that's more or less the case."

Nango Hikojiro nodded.

"However, for someone like him, it can only be said that he has mastered a small part of his destiny."

Chapter 125 I’m afraid he’s a born devil

"You just thought about it when you were fighting against the Black Iron King. You must win."

The old man shrugged, moved a stool in the room, and sat down on it.

The black body Ikki nodded.

This was indeed his belief at the time. If he wanted to win, he must win.

He must defeat the Black Iron King.

"Actually, do you think your sword speed and the sophistication of your sword moves just now really surpassed the Black Iron King's horse?"

"Can you really defeat the Black Iron King in that state with one sword?"

Nango Hikojiro's words directly caused Kurogete Ikki to fall into a state of deep thought.

Yes, was the sword move I just performed really that sophisticated?