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"Chong-"

The vibrating buzzing sound sounded again, and sparks continued to burst out from between Haramura Makoto and Moroboshi Yudai.

“It’s very tiring.”

Zhu Xingyudai kept waving his gun to block.

However, his defensive posture looked very awkward, and he could only use the back half of his golden gun barrel to block Haramura Makoto's slashes and bullets.

Every time he wanted to create distance again and launch an attack again.

However, Haramura Makoto refused to let him go and fully utilized the advantages of his crane-folding combo.

He retreats and he advances, he advances and he retreats.

He perfectly controlled the distance, keeping Moroboshi Yudai firmly within his attack range and suppressing him madly.

Thanks to this too.

There was no good spot on Zhu Xingyudai's body now. The long sword had scraped his clothes until they looked like rags made of strips of cloth pieced together. Blood was oozing from his body, staining his clothes blood red.

"So, are you going to admit defeat? Seven Star Sword King."

"You can't use your powers, and I can't use my powers either."

"When two people close the distance, your close combat ability is just like this."

"Or do you have any hidden tricks that you haven't used yet?"

Haramura Makoto cannot use his magic power outside his body, otherwise Hu Shi could destroy it at any time, which is why he does not use his domain.

However, he can still use his supernatural powers, such as being able to see the future one second later and using time rejection and increasing his own movement speed, normally.

So, from the very beginning, Yudai Moroboshi was already at a disadvantage when facing him.

"In that case, I'll let you see it for yourself."

Zhu Xingxiong laughed loudly, and the corner of his mouth even pulled the wound on his face, and the wound that had stopped bleeding began to bleed again.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see my 'Broom Star'?"

I saw that Moroboshi Yudai's arm trembled, and Haramura Makoto felt as if a flash of light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

"——『Broom Star』!"

The gun barrel was originally very hard, and it did not bend even when Haramura Makoto chopped it with a sword, but now it actually bent into an arc.

(one!)

At this moment, Moroboshi Yudai's speed in putting away the gun seemed to have surpassed everyone in an instant. When he turned around, the stab was already heading towards Haramura Makoto's forehead.

However, this attack was not difficult to dodge.

It was just like the feeling of dodging the triple stars before. With his current acceleration, he could easily avoid it.

(two!)

The speed slightly increased, but it was still within the reaction range of Haramura Makoto.

This was caused by a bullet piercing his heart. Haramura Makoto, who had never stepped back before, took a step back for the first time today.

This is the subconscious optimal solution. After all, moving backward is always faster than moving horizontally.

"coming!"

The first two attacks were all just ordinary, but in terms of strength, they were indeed much stronger than the triple stars.

But the strength is limited.

This level cannot be Yudai Moroboshi's ultimate move.

Then, the most dangerous thing must be the last shot he has not yet fired.

In this one hundredth of a second.

"Secret Sword——"

The aura of Haramura Makoto suddenly changed, as sharp and dazzling as a sharp blade.

"——『Swallow Return』!"

The long sword instantly drew a sharp trajectory in the air like a flying butterfly, turned into a flash of light, and then seemed to be split into two, and slashed directly from three directions.

(three!)

The tip of the gun shot out directly, staring at the center of the blade that was spinning like a windmill and crashed directly into it.

"Pfft-"

A tearing sound was heard.

That was the sound of a double tear.

The tearing of clothes, the tearing of flesh.

He had clearly heard this sound countless times before, after all, this sound all came from his own body, but this time the sound seemed particularly harsh to Zhuboshi Yudai.

Bright red blood was floating in the air.

The wound, about 40 centimeters long from the chest to the lower abdomen, looked shocking.

Moroboshi Yudai was completely silent for several seconds.

"……Wonderful."

Following this expression of admiration, Moroboshi Yudai slowly fell to the ground.

"The winner has been decided, medical personnel, hurry!"

Without thinking, Shinguji Kurono raised his spiritual outfit and shot Moroboshi Yudai, stabilizing Moroboshi Yudai's injuries and stopping his time. The medical staff also quickly carried him off the scene.

"So strong, really strong."

"The undisputed champion of this game."

Voices of admiration rang out from all around, and all the spectators gave their applause to this battle.

Watching this game, they seemed to see the replacement of the new generation of kings with the old generation of kings.

……

The first round of matches will all be concluded today.

After all, there are three venues at the same time, and there are only thirty-two players in total. On average, there are only five groups of competitions in each arena.

The battle between the swordsmen is not the same as the battle in One Piece.

Everyone in there is extremely tough, and they can fight for a whole day at a time.

Generally speaking, a battle between swordsmen can determine the winner within ten minutes.

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

Stella's battle ended a little faster than Haramura Makoto's. Her opponent was not very strong, and she herself was completely over the top.

So now it is Haramura Makoto and Stella who have qualified.

Unfortunately, Kurogane Shushizuku was eliminated by Sarah.

"How amazing! As expected of the time-space freeze, it was able to eliminate the Seven-Star Sword King without any injury."

"The Red Lotus Princess is also incredibly strong. Her dragon roar is still making my scalp tingle."

There was a bustle all around the arena, with spectators and vendors almost blocking the surrounding roads.

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

"Boy, I'm here."

Across the crowded crowd, an old man in a loose soap-colored kimono waved his hand.

He was leaning on a cane in his left hand. Although he looked to be in his eighties or nineties, he was in good spirits.

This person is none other than the legend of the current Neon Knight world, the fighting god Nango Hikojiro.

"Master, you said you were going to watch the game, but you're only here now?"

Holding Stella's hand and followed by an expired loli in a kimono, Haramura Makoto quietly emerged from the crowded crowd and came in front of Nango Hikojiro.

"Why, Xiao Cheng, is your game over?"

Nango Hikojiro didn't seem to have any intention of apologizing. He was smiling playfully, and his eyes were already on Haramura Makoto's hand that was carrying the bag.

"Oh my, what a filial disciple! He knew that the master hadn't eaten, but he still helped the master prepare breakfast."

Without even waiting for Haramura Makoto's consent, Nango Hikojiro used his veteran speed to take the box of takoyaki from Haramura Makoto's hand, put them into his mouth one by one, and ate them in big chunks.

"It was over long ago."

"It's my match with Moroboshi Yudai. If you're late any longer, you won't even be able to catch up with my senior sister's match."

Looking at the box of takoyaki in Nango Hikojiro's hand, Haramura Makoto's forehead was filled with black lines.

"Also, this isn't breakfast for you. This is the lunch I bought for you later."

"It's all right. It's all right."

Nango Hikojiro always looks cynical.

Perhaps it is because of his condition that he is still so healthy and able to fight at this age.

You know, apart from the immortals in the ancient country who have special methods to prolong their lives, there is actually no difference in lifespan between the sword-fighting people and ordinary humans.

The most typical example is that Black Iron Ryuma, who is also a pillar of the country, has been dead for many years.

Nango Hikojiro can still maintain his strength at about 90% of his peak.

It's time to get started, nothing will be delayed.

"Forget it, let's go, old man."

Saikyo Ningyin sighed softly, walked up from behind Haramura Makoto, and was ready to take Nango Hikojiro into the venue.

"No, wait a moment."

"There's another person who wants to go with us."

It sounded like Nango Hikojiro spoke a little slurredly, after all, there were a lot of octopus balls stuffed in his mouth.

"Anyone else?"

At the beginning, Stella was very respectful to her master, Makoto Haramura.

After all, at the beginning, she chose to study at the Swordsman Academy in the remote place of Neon because she wanted to emulate her idol, Kurogatsu Ryuma.

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

But after one contact, she understood it completely.

How disrespectful is Nango Hikojiro? Although she still respects Nango Hikojiro's character and strength, as for other aspects, don't expect her to show any respect.

"Yes, she is here."

Nango Hikojiro let out a light exclamation.

He looked towards the other exit of the arena and gave a meaningful smile.

"Ok?"

The three people present all looked in the direction of Nango Hikojiro.

Then, Xijing Ningyin and Stella shuddered.

The figure of a silver-haired woman came into their sight.

"This woman...why is she here...?"

Xijing Ningyin suddenly felt as if there were thorns in her back. Just looking at her back, she actually had the urge to escape from here.

Her beautiful face was like an exquisite doll made in a factory, and her long silver hair made her look like the goddess of the moon. Today, she did not wear the pure white armor she usually wore, but just a simple outfit for going out. However, her whole body still exuded that sacred and inviolable sense of holiness.

She looked across the crowd and her eyes met Nango Hikojiro's.

The next second, she had crossed the crowd and came in front of Nango Hikojiro.

The hair on Xijing Ningyin and Stella's bodies was about to explode. Although they did not summon their spiritual outfits, their bodies were already in the most suitable postures for dealing with the situation.