I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

"—Is purity even useful?"

Uesugi Tetsuya was stunned when he heard this. He looked around and realized that it was actually Ririko who said it.

?

Uesugi Tetsuya's expression was strange: "It sounds really weird coming from you."

"It was just a casual remark."

After all, when you're defeated, you can't exactly yell at your opponent in a fit of anger and frustration, like, "Your purity is just too low."

They certainly didn't do this just to insist on something like purity.

Ririko stuck out her tongue.

—Ririko has changed. That's right, she must have changed because of Kenshin Tomei's transformation.

In the past, Ririko would only say such things to herself; she really loved the pure act of wielding a sword, the pure progress and improvement.

Uesugi Tetsu thought to himself, slightly worried that she might suffer some aftereffects from breaking through in battle.

But after observing for a while, he found that the sword heart that Ririko "presented" to him had become purer, clearer, and more fiery and brighter than before.

It became more like a... real sun that had contained its light.

So, I was just overthinking it?

Having dispelled his doubts, Uesugi Tetsu refocused his attention on the field.

Despite Kitada's defeat, there was little commotion in the arena.

the reason is simple.

Because the barrier to entry is too high, people can't understand it.

Indeed, such a sword duel, where every move is deadly and every strike is incredibly skillful, is something that the general public, who have never been exposed to swordsmanship, cannot appreciate.

However, the comments on the live streaming platform were polarized, with one side analyzing the situation logically and the other saying that Kitada Kei had messed things up and was completely unworthy of his position.

It perfectly matches Uesugi Tetsuya's vision of the internet.

In conclusion, although Kitada Kei lost, he seemed to have gained a lot, as he had a smile on his face.

Yuan Jingshui returned to her seat expressionlessly, as if she were the one who had lost.

Uesugi Tetsuya didn't challenge directly, but waited for the other contestants to start their matches first.

Yanliu, whose mentality collapsed, dropped several places again.

After conserving his energy for a while, Yagyu Akira unleashed a flurry of powerful strikes, securing 25th place with his masterful Yaegaki technique, seemingly having made a breakthrough in the previous battles.

and also……

A slightly unexpected figure caught Uesugi Tetsu's eye.

Kuzuha Chihaya.

At this very moment, the opponent whom he had fought so hard to defeat during their real sword duel was now barely managing to fight for sixtieth place.

Furthermore, it seems that even their sixtieth place is in jeopardy.

Uesugi Tetsu stared at it for a while, and then his body trembled when he realized that a feeling called "boredom" was rising in his heart.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The world changes so fast... it's almost impossible to keep up.

At that moment, the Kaga Kiyomitsu at his waist sensed its master's emotions and trembled slightly.

A ray of bright, warm sunlight was precisely released from that sword heart and fell upon him.

In the midst of the noisy silence, Uesugi Tetsuya let out a soft breath, a slight smile playing on his lips beneath his mask.

Fortunately, I still have you all.

……

More than an hour passed inside the Sky City Arena, and the vast majority of players had already exhausted their one-time challenge attempts.

Ryuichi Saito easily secured a spot in the top 5, standing like an impregnable wall that blocked all those who dared to challenge him.

Despite suffering nearly ten consecutive defeats, Yan Liu, nicknamed "the easy target," regrouped and returned to the 14th place ranking after showing extraordinary respect for his subsequent opponents.

On the contrary, Tokugawa Haruhiko's face could not be healed, and his mentality was truly broken. He dropped all the way to twenty-second place, becoming the lowest-ranked contestant among the noble families.

Yagyu Chi, on the other hand, unleashed his limit and surpassed himself, winning by a hair's breadth over the twenty-fourth place, and then predictably lost to the twenty-third place.

His high ranking far exceeded the expectations of Shifan Dai, Yuzao, and even himself.

Before the elimination rounds began, Yagyu Akira thought he would be eliminated around 40th or 50th place.

He thought to himself, "I'll have to thank Uesugi-kun and Ririko properly later."

As the final "chicken fight" came to an end, the once bustling venue gradually quieted down, piece by piece.

The number of simultaneous viewers on live streaming platforms and the viewership of television stations have also rebounded.

Compared to just over an hour, it has increased by a full 50% and that's not even all.

Countless gazes within the venue simultaneously fell upon Uesugi Tetsuya.

The miracle fell upon this man, who came from an ordinary background, had no noble blood, and was just like any other ordinary person before the wave arrived, yet repeatedly created miracles.

Expectation, hope, wish, fear, resentment, jealousy...

Too many people, far too many diametrically opposed extreme emotions and thoughts, all fell into Uesugi Tetsuya's heart as his gaze fell upon them.

Then, he gently brushed it away.

Uesugi Tetsu lowered his head.

"Little Jia, are you ready?"

Kaga Kiyomitsu flicked out a half-inch of his clear, cold blade. It neither trembled nor hummed; only a viscous pale white and pitch black swirled within the scabbard.

Then the evil spirit laughed.

Uesugi Tetsu looked up and spoke to the young man who seemed to have become one with the three-foot-long blade in his hand.

"Kitada-kun, I want to sit in the 'number one' position."

The evil spirit, with impeccable manners, asked in respectful language,

"So, could you please move aside?"

Kitada Kei lowered his head and gave a reply that couldn't be more brief.

"No."

Chapter 303 Two-footed warriors take the stage, a righteous two-on-one battle! No match for Yuan Jingshui, he activates his ultimate state!

"Lord Che, please let me go on stage."

This time, as Uesugi Tetsu stood up, a small, smooth, white hand, almost like a piece of raw jade, grabbed the hem of his clothes.

He turned around and saw the solemn-faced, two-foot-tall man.

"Yeah."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled and took her hand before the beam of light fell.

"—Then I'll leave it to you, Erchi."

"Two feet, I will certainly not fail Lord Che's trust."

……

The gleaming cross-shaped spearheads drooped down, reflecting the dazzling lights of the arena along with the shimmering silver armor.

On the arena, a woman who was eight feet tall held a cross-shaped gun that was several meters long, blocking Uesugi Tetsuya's path like an armored mountain.

His gaze was sharp, his features like knives.

The protective aura extended outwards, causing Kitada Kei, who had once again merely drawn his sword and hadn't even released his protective energy, to frown slightly.

"I'm sorry, Kitada-kun."

Uesugi Tetsu's voice came from behind the Eight-Foot Bodhisattva: "I am not Minamoto Shizumizu, nor do I have such a broad mind as her."

Without hesitation, Uesugi Tetsu refused Kitada Kei's request to fight.

As the master finished speaking, the cross-shaped spear tore through the air and was raised high, aimed directly at Kitada Kei's eye socket.

The location was locked onto Kitada Kei, and then shared with him by two feet.

Kitada Kei blinked, smiled helplessly, and his powerful aura flowed like silk threads across the arena surface.

"Uesugi-kun, you really are..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of deep purple lightning exploded in front of Kitada Kei, sending up thick smoke and dust.

The next instant, the heavy cross spear tore through the dust with a violent whistling sound, colliding with the three-foot blade in Kitada Kei's hand.

Kitada Kei looked up.

His pupils reflected the eight-foot-tall Bodhisattva who had somehow regained control of his second cross-shaped spear and was charging towards him, as well as the dense lightning rising beside the distant demon.

Weapons clashed, thunder roared!

—Next up is the righteous two-on-one battle.

……

Kitada Kei, who only practiced swordsmanship and nothing else, was naturally defeated in a two-on-one situation, with one being close-range and the other long-range.

—After exhausting his inner energy, he was stunned by an explosion from a plain spear infused with the Five Thunder Technique.

Uesugi Tetsu won by sacrificing only a few ordinary guns, plus losing 80% of his health and suffering minor injuries himself.

He lowered his head and wiped away the faint line of blood on his chest with his fingertips.

If that two-foot blade hadn't reached the other side, it would have penetrated at least three inches into the flesh, and might have even slashed me to the point where only skin and flesh remained.

Then, they'll suffer a whole host of "fatal abrasions."

At this moment, the two-foot-tall adult, whose body had become semi-transparent, rushed over, his lips pursed in self-reproach.

"Lord Che...we failed to protect you."

"No, two feet."

Uesugi Tetsu intended to pat her head as usual, but realized that with his current height, his arm would only reach her chest.

So he could only offer verbal praise.

"You did very well."

Facing the disbelieving look in the eyes of the two-foot-tall man, Uesugi Tetsu glanced at the flashing prompt beside him and solemnly said,

"—If it weren't for you, I might have had to reveal an even bigger trump card."

"po... Lord Che, as long as we're of use, that's enough."

After realizing that the words were true, the two-foot-tall man chuckled, revealing a hint of naivety amidst his originally dashing demeanor.

—Uesugi Tetsuya won against Kitada Kei, which was taken for granted by the audience.

So after this victory, there wasn't much cheering in the stadium; instead, there were worried whispers.

"The two shikigami that made their first appearance in the battle were injured in a one-on-one fight... Minamoto no Shizumi was completely unharmed just now."

"Yeah, it might be hard to win this time."

"Yes, indeed."

The audience sighed and groaned.

But soon, someone else looked at things from a different perspective.

"Forget it, forget it. That Minamoto no Shizumizu is from the Minamoto family. The Minamoto family, the Minamoto family that produced Minamoto no Yoshitsune in the Heian period!"

They are a legitimate, ancient family with a history spanning thousands of years. Hey, the blood flowing in their veins is extremely noble, something that has nothing to do with us commoners for eight lifetimes!

"It's already quite impressive that Uesugi-kun was even able to exchange blows with her!"