I'm having fun in Tokyo

Morikawa Yu responded in a deep voice.

He strode forward, his bamboo sword slashing directly at Daitamamaru. The speed was so fast that a sharp whistling sound echoed in the air, and the blade transformed into an elusive afterimage, arriving in front of Daitamamaru in an instant!

At the same time, Otamaru also made a move.

The moment she placed the bamboo sword at her waist, she lowered her center of gravity and charged forward, the bamboo sword drawing a pale white light as it slashed towards Morikawa Yu, blocking his bamboo sword.

The moment their bamboo swords clashed, they were both deflected by the opponent's immense force.

Morikawa Yu gripped the bamboo sword, raised it above his head again with even more force than before, and slashed down suddenly. The wind forced the air apart, aiming straight for Daimamaru's face!

Demonstration flow, two hits in a row!!

Daitamaru's bamboo sword also changed direction, drawing it forward and slashing directly at Morikawa Yu's arm as he swung the sword!

With a resounding crash echoing throughout the hall, Morikawa Yu's bamboo sword struck Otamaru's helmet, while Otamaru's bamboo sword struck Morikawa Yu's arm guard.

The referee stared at the two men in astonishment for a long time before regaining his senses.

Without hesitation, he raised the flag in his right hand.

"Sakuragawa Academy Kendo Club Vanguard, Tobon!"

Although it appears that both players hit each other, hitting the head and hitting the arm guard are completely different concepts, so this round is considered Morikawa Yu's winning point.

At the end of the round, Morikawa Yu retreated, and Ootamaru also retreated.

She shook her head: "Tsk, if it were a real fight, I wouldn't have lost."

Once the demon race reaches the level of a great demon, their head and other vital organs are no longer weaknesses; even if their head is cut off, they can still fight.

On the other hand, Morikawa Yu's fighting ability will be significantly reduced after his sword-wielding arm is severed.

In this way, she actually benefited from the situation.

Morikawa Yu remained unmoved.

He said in a deep voice, "But what if my strike keeps going downwards and cuts you completely in two?"

Daiyu Maru's eyes narrowed.

If you were to cut her in half, even if she were a demon or a god, it would still be considered a serious injury.

Moreover, she knew that Morikawa Yu possessed the power to suppress divinity, and the wounds he had inflicted would be difficult to heal.

She was cut in two, so she really became two halves.

If he could endure the pain of losing his arm and continue his pursuit, he could easily cut her into pieces.

Even if she were a ghost or deity, it would be difficult for her to be resurrected in a short time.

She stopped talking.

The referee maintained his cautious and respectful expression, while pretending he hadn't heard anything.

He shouted again, "Second test, begin!"

Morikawahata attacked first again, stepping forward and slashing.

He has already won one round. If he can get the ball back, he will win. Even if he can't get the ball back, he still has match point and doesn't need to worry about losing directly due to a mistake.

Daitamaru charged forward, his bamboo sword aimed at Morikawa Yu's bamboo sword.

The two clashed again, resulting in a stalemate.

Morikawa Yu kicked Otamaru's shin directly, and then pressed down with his bamboo sword, aiming for Otamaru's neck.

The referee was momentarily stunned.

That's... a foul.

Kicks are not allowed in competitive kendo.

However, remembering what Chairman Kamiizumi and Vice Chairman Tanida had said, and considering their identities, he still didn't dare to shout "player foul" and stop the match.

Furthermore, the conversation between Morikawa Yu and Daitamaru during their battle made him afraid to speak.

One minute it's "the pain of losing a horn and being beheaded," the next it's "cutting you in half." What if I try to stop them, and they get so caught up in their fight that they end up cutting me up?

He took a few steps back, away from the area.

In front of Morikawa Yu, Daitamaru's calf was kicked by him.

She was already a head shorter than Morikawa Yu, and her figure was also more slender.

As he pressed down on the bamboo sword with its cross-bladed handle, the blade came incredibly close to her neck, about to sever it.

A chill ran through her, and she leaned back, pulling her bamboo sword in front of her to block Morikawa Yu's bamboo sword.

Morikawa Yu continued to press down, and Daimamaru's body immediately leaned back, forming a strange curve and posture.

If she were an ordinary person, her back would probably be broken by now, or she would have fallen to the floor. But she is not human; she is a monster, a high-ranking monster, and even a former deity.

Not only did she remain steady, but she even unleashed her demonic power to support her body and deflect Morikawa Yu's bamboo sword.

Before Morikawa Yu could react, she suddenly lunged forward, raised her bamboo sword, and thrust it at Morikawa Yu.

Morikawa Yu used a forward slash to barely sidestep her thrust.

She sheathed the bamboo knife and held it protectively in front of her.

Morikawa Yuya adjusted his stance, took a step forward, and the two became afterimages, colliding again and separating after a brief touch.

So fast.

Get up quickly.

It's about to get up again, damn it.

The referee felt dizzy and couldn't keep up with Morikawa Yu and Otamaru's movements.

He stared intently for a while, and his eyes started to sting.

No, this isn't a human battle at all; trying to understand it is far too much of a stretch.

He took a few steps back.

On the field, Morikawa Yu suddenly stopped moving.

Daigomaru stopped two meters in front of him.

Morikawa Yu frowned deeply.

They're having a competition right now, and Emi and the others are watching. There are also a lot of people in the audience.

This rendered many of his methods unusable.

For example, there's Whirlwind Slash that can unleash a storm, or Gale Step that hides your form and enhances the damage of your first hit upon reappearing, or Summoner Spells.

These methods can be incredibly effective in real combat, but they are unusable now.

Sure enough, competitions are not as good as fighting, which is frustrating.

Ootamaru looked at Morikawa Yu and suddenly spoke: "Human, do you feel uncomfortable because you can't fight to your heart's content?"

Morikawa Yu nodded.

Ootamaru: "I'm also feeling very uncomfortable."

"This kind of restrictive competition is no different from dancing in shackles."

"I still prefer fighting, real fighting."

She raised the bamboo knife.

"So, let's not play these games."

"Human, unleash your sword intent, and I will unleash my demonic power."

"Let's have a real showdown."

Morikawa Yu frowned.

He nodded, brandishing his bamboo sword. The wind gathered around him, causing the skirts of his kendo uniform and protective gear to flutter.

Daitamaru stood still.

On the surface, she appeared unchanged, but in reality, gray-white ripples, invisible to ordinary people, appeared around her and swept outwards.

Soon, Morikawa Yu saw that the surroundings were completely different.

It was no longer a martial arts hall, but rather like an ancient battlefield, with a chilling, desolate wind blowing everywhere.

He frowned: "Realm? Domain?"

"Will you become stronger here?"

Daitamaru shook his head: "No."

"If I were still the complete ghost and god I was a thousand years ago, I could still unleash my power. But what you see before you now is just a pseudo-power."

"It exists within our consciousness, formed from your sword intent and my ghostly power."

"But you're right about one thing."

“I am indeed stronger here.”

The bamboo sword she was holding suddenly vanished, replaced by three katanas of varying lengths, slung at her waist.

As the cold wind howled, her figure suddenly changed.

No longer a slender young girl, but a colossal demon, over ten meters tall, with a massive gray-white halo swirling behind him, layer upon layer. Only one of the demon horns on his forehead was broken off, the break smooth and sharp.

Her three katana also extended and lengthened, making them perfect for her use.

"This is my ghostly form."

“I have always wanted to sever divinity, and I have always refused to acknowledge it.”

"But I realized a few days ago that the key is not whether I acknowledge it or not, but whether I can face it calmly."

"It is my past, a shadow I cannot escape."

"Since I'm going to abandon it, I'll use it one last time to fight a farewell battle and embrace tomorrow."

She slowly pulled out the large tube.

Morikawa Yu saw the "Severing Divinity" mark above her head flash with a dazzling golden light, incomparably brilliant.

He clenched his fist, the bamboo sword in his hand vanished, and Tsurumaru and Mikazuki appeared at his waist. He drew his sword and pointed it at Oogamaru.

She had her reasons for wanting to win, and so did he.

Regardless of what Daimamaru said, he had only one thought in his mind: to defeat her.

He came to Akita City to participate in the Kuisei Flag competition for Emi and Maki-sensei, for the Kendo Club, and for the championship. If he lost, then everything would have been in vain.

So, as she said, let's end this battle with a real all-out showdown!

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Tsurumaru slashed horizontally, unleashing a fierce gust of wind!

......

Martial Arts Hall, the organizer's grandstand.

Kensaku Uezumi looked at the two figures standing motionless with their eyes closed in the center of the east area of ​​the hall and put down the teacup he was holding.

"The battle is about to be decided."

Tanida Raima frowned.

Having practiced swordsmanship for decades and comprehended the unity of mind and skill, he could naturally sense that something was wrong with Morikawa Yu and Daitamaru, and knew that the old man was right.

This match... no, this battle.

The real battle is about to begin.

He looked at the two people in the middle of the field and suddenly saw Morikawa Yu and Daimamaru move.

Both of them had their eyes closed, yet it was as if they were open, as they rushed towards each other, swinging their bamboo swords and slashing at one another.

It was still a speed and movement that was difficult for ordinary people to understand and see; it was still a reckless and ruleless fight. But this time it was much more dangerous than before, leaving no room for the opponent.

He felt that if he and the old man were replaced by either of them, they would be instantly killed by the other, with no chance of survival.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that there seemed to be some kind of connection behind the two fighting with their eyes closed.