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(You don’t need to care about survival instincts. What you want is to completely break the limitations of your own life and pour everything you have into this knife.)

(The real thing, a knife that spares no effort and concentrates on it.)

"——"One-sword Rakshasa"!"

The moment I took my own steps.

The world in front of him instantly turned into black and white, and all colors and sounds left him.

The joints and bones all over the body were creaking, and the blood vessels in the thighs, arms, etc. were ruptured.

It doesn't matter even if your body is broken into pieces.

All he needs to do is to pour everything he has into this moment, swing his strongest sword in an instant, and end this battle.

The jet-black sword light turned into a bright meteor, dragging out a light tail like a comet, and swung his sword in a world that was silent, devoid of any brilliance, and seemed to be a dead space.

"awesome!"

"Sure enough, not only am I making progress here, Ikki is also growing up."

Kurogete Ikki had appeared behind Kirihara Shizuya, with blood all over his body, and he was kneeling on the ground.

The winner has been decided, Haramura Makoto stood up directly.

He didn't hear the name of that move, but from the intensity of the magic burst, the degree of concentration, and the pressure on the body.

It probably feels like an advanced version of One-Sword Shura.

Originally, during this period of time, he had developed his abilities and become familiar with combat techniques, but now he has surpassed Kurogane Ikki in all of them.

But as soon as this move came out, the outcome between the two of them was still unclear.

"What are you going to do, Makoto?"

Looking at Haramura Makoto who had already stood up, Stella asked curiously, ready to stand up and follow Haramura Makoto.

"Teacher Ning Yin from Xijing has something to do with me. Stella, please go back first."

……

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, President Dongtang."

After walking out of the stadium, at the entrance of the audience, looking at the girl with brown double-tailed braids and brown-rimmed wide-rimmed glasses, Haramura Makoto waved hello.

"Nothing."

"I was watching Kurogane-kun's match just now, so I don't count as superior to you, junior brother."

Dongtang Daohua pushed up his glasses and smiled slightly.

Is this a close feeling?

Anyway, compared to the cold and selfless look when I took notes for him last time, I feel better now.

"You can't even be considered a junior brother."

"After all, I haven't received permission from the God of Fighting, and I haven't officially become my disciple yet."

Haramura Makoto kept up with Touka Todo, about one step apart, and managed to maintain a certain sense of distance.

"I have heard the specific situation."

Dongtang Daohua walked with light steps, and his tone seemed a little brisk.

"Senior Sister is Master's favorite disciple."

"Since Senior Sister has said this, it means that Junior Brother, you must have something that can impress Master."

After going around several corners, Touka finally stopped in a location similar to a training park.

"So it's basically impossible to fail the test."

"Touka-chan!"

"If you tell me now, I won't be able to test him at all."

Silently!

Haramura Makoto didn't notice the slightest sound, and the old man in gray kimono appeared directly behind Haramura Makoto and Todo Touka.

From the wrinkled face, it can be seen that the old man is very old.

But from the introverted eyes and straight back, it can be judged that even at his age, this old man's strength is still unimaginably terrifying.

"Hello, God of War, Master Nango Hikojiro."

Turning around directly and facing the old man, Haramura Makoto bowed respectfully.

The answer was figured out the moment the old man appeared.

He is so powerful that he can appear directly behind his current self.

He is already very old, and the special footwork he used just now is the pumping foot. In addition, Todo Touka did not show any hostility.

Besides the person he originally came here to meet, could it be anyone else.

"Hey, Touka-chan has already said that, and you still call me that?"

"Does it mean that your child is a very stereotyped person?"

The old man was smiling playfully, looking very out of place.

There is a big gap with the impression in Haramura Makoto's mind.

"Forget it, this kid is not that kind of person."

"He did it on purpose, old man."

Nishikyo Neine appeared next to Haramura Makoto in almost the same state, but he could feel Nishikyo Neine's aura when she appeared.

"Pumping enough is the threshold to enter the teacher's school. If you can learn the steps of pumping enough, you are already qualified."

Also dropped was the iron fan belonging to Ning Yin of Xijing.

"Chong-"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the buzzing sound of gold and iron resounded.

I don't know when, Haramura Makoto's inherent spiritual equipment also appeared in his hand, blocking Nishikyo Nene's iron fan.

"So, do you think I passed your test?"

With this posture, Haramura Makoto turned his head and looked at Nango Hikojiro with burning eyes.

"Hahaha--"

Nango Hikojiro laughed loudly.

"Of course it passed, and I have been observing you for a few days."

"In terms of character, he is also quite qualified."

"So I accept this disciple of yours."

Although he already knew that the answer was largely yes, at the moment when he was truly confirmed, Haramura Makoto could not hide his excited thoughts.

After all, in a sense, this old man currently represents the pinnacle of magic knights in this country.

Battle God!

This is the only Neon man who has ever won the Fighting God Cup held at the China Dragon Temple.

There are not many world-class events that swordsmen can participate in. Excluding events like the Olympics, there are only the KOK competition hosted by the alliance and the Fighting God Cup hosted by the China Shenlong Temple.

It’s just different from KOK, a league with high security.

The competition system held by Shenlong Temple is very cruel and primitive. Whether it is conspiracy or outside moves, anything that can be used can be used.

After winning, you won't get any other reward except the title of God of War.

It is because of this cruel competition system and the number of masters in Shenlong Temple that almost no foreigners have ever won in this competition system.

Nango Hikojiro was called the God of Fighting because he had won once.

That's why Haramura Makoto was excited to become Nango Hikojiro's disciple.

"master!"

The specific apprenticeship process here is not very clear, but Haramura Makoto bowed honestly again.

"Okay, okay, I don't have such a complicated ceremony here."

As expected, Nango Hikojiro was not the kind of person who valued red tape just as he had shown earlier.

To be honest, this is a rare thing in Japanese society.

Especially for such an important matter as becoming a disciple, there should normally be a lot of ancient etiquette.

"Well, let me think about it."

Nango Hikojiro stroked his well-groomed white beard and looked like he was thinking.

After thinking about it for a while, his eyes finally fell on Dongtang Daohua.

"Touka-chan, do you have any competitions in the next three days?"

"No master."

"I only have one last victory left before winning the trials."

Dongtang Daohua responded sternly.

"In that case, training has begun. You two will go out with me."

"No, wait, old man, it should be my job to train him."

The gravity field was released unintentionally, and Nishikyo Neine looked at Nango Hikojiro with evil eyes.

Nango Hikojiro waved his hand impatiently.

"Your strength is beyond the limit, there is no need for you."

Chapter 087 Double Standard Attitude

Time passed by slowly.

Before you know it, the selection competition is coming to an end. After a few more rounds of competition, the participants of the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival will be officially decided.

And here is the dome training ground of Pojun Academy.

There was no one in the surrounding stands, only one person on the edge of the training ground, and a red-haired female student in the center of the training ground.

"Let's get started, Stella."

Shinguji Kurono skillfully lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, looking at Stella holding a sword in both hands in the center of the training ground and shouted.

"I see."

Stella took a deep breath and agreed sonorously.

"Dong dong..."

At this moment, Stella's chest suddenly heard a strong beating of her heart.

"Bam—!"

At the same time, Stella's gorgeous hair like a red lotus floated directly, and the phosphorescence of the flames spread out from the ends of the hair. An astonishing temperature suddenly erupted from her body, and even the surrounding air was distorted. Let the terrible light and heat roll over the entire place.

The princess of Familion was radiating a strong light from the bones of her body to the seams of her bones, matching the sound of her powerful beating heartbeat, extinguishing one by one, jumping and stopping.

Then a diamond-shaped red crystal appeared on Stella's forehead.

Behind it, the shadow of a giant western dragon also immediately appeared.

immediately……

"Laaaaaaa—!"

Stella opened her cherry lips, revealing her cute tiger teeth, and let out a harsh roar.

The roaring sound turned into a huge wave like a roaring wave, condensed and formed, and it felt like a storm rolling around.

This is not something that human voices can do.

This is Stella's true power.