Both of them looked ready to go, waiting for the referee's command to start.

"I guess not many people have any hope for me."

"Actually, I don't think I have much of a chance of winning."

Holding the short sword horizontally in front of him, assuming a thrusting stance, Kurogane Shizuku looked at Sarah and suddenly spoke.

"In that case, are you going to admit defeat?"

Sarah, too, already had her brush on top of the paint, ready to begin painting as soon as the referee gave the signal.

"Let's forget about it."

Kurogane Shizuku let out a long sigh of relief.

"Although I have no obsession with the 'Seven Star Sword King' or with victory."

"I came to the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival just to keep my brother company."

"However, I still owe Haramura Makoto a few favors."

An unprecedented concentration of energy was focused and locked onto Sarah.

"If you lose here, you can say you've lost your bet with Makoto Haramura."

At that moment, Kurogane Shizuku's lips also curved upwards in a smile.

"Besides, I also know your weaknesses."

Chapter 115 The game begins

"The first match! — Let's go ahead!"

The referee, dressed in a black suit, walked onto the field and waved her hand.

"I was wondering where that woman was, and it turns out she went to be a referee."

Makoto Haramura's eyes narrowed, and he retorted without holding back.

"Well, after all, Xiao Hei's abilities are very suitable for being a referee."

Suddenly, a sweet, giggling voice rang out directly above Makoto Haramura.

Makoto Haramura's head was immediately covered in black lines.

In a flash, a figure floated down from the sky.

Her large red kimono, red bow hair ornament, sturdy iron fan in her hand, and petite loli-like figure all pointed to her identity.

"Also, you clearly remember that Xiao Hei didn't come, but you completely forgot about us. You need to be punished."

"Junior Brother—"

Before he could react, that light, airy body was already pressed against his thigh. Nishikyo Ningyin, with her head held high, was only an inch away from Haramura Makoto's body.

Makoto Haramura's eyelids drooped down.

“I remember it very clearly, and also, get off me.”

……

"—'Crimson Blade'!"

The moment Shirogane Shinguji gave the order, it was as if a drop of water had suddenly fallen on a vast lake; Shizuku Kurotetsu vanished instantly.

Instantly, alarm bells rang in Sarah's mind.

It has nothing to do with anything else, just a judgment of the situation and a belief in my own premonition.

"—'Guidance of Pure White'!"

Sarah unleashed the fastest hand speed she had ever achieved in her life, plunging her paintbrush directly into the white paint. Her concentration was astonishing, and the speed at which she wielded the paintbrush was comparable to the speed at which Makoto Haramura wielded his sword under normal circumstances.

"The white area of ​​rejection, I know it."

“I’ve already seen it once, but when it comes to speed, I’m still faster.”

A flat, emotionless voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of a snow-white blade.

The snow-white blade pierced through the last millimeter of the white line drawn by the paintbrush, and stabbed straight toward Sarah.

"Bah-"

Blood splattered in the air as Sarah's body slammed violently onto the court.

"The puncture was too shallow."

Having succeeded in her attack, Kurogane Shizuku frowned as she looked at Sarah, whose left shoulder was bleeding profusely from the wound.

Sarah's powers are undoubtedly powerful.

No one can deny that.

However, in a proper competition, Sarah's powers have a fatal weakness.

That means it's too slow when you start at full speed. No matter how fast you go, it still takes time to finish a drawing from the moment you put pen to paper.

Kurogane Shizuku knew this very well, so she chose to launch a quick attack at the start.

Use your fastest attack mode to try and completely cripple Sarah at the beginning, or at the very least, cripple her hand that she usually uses for painting, so that she can no longer wield her paintbrush.

But she misjudged the situation.

They misjudged Sarah's speed in that instant, causing her absolute defensive domain to almost complete.

There was no other way; she could only manage to stab at the last gap.

As for now?

It's no longer necessary. Look at the white lines surrounding Sarah; this is a defense that an assassin like her could break through in an instant.

To break through this defense, she needs to prepare a stronger attack.

After all, she's not Stella, that violent dragon girl, whose casual basic attack is equivalent to someone else's ultimate move.

"—The Sealed Green!"

This was truly the first time Sarah had suffered such a serious injury; she felt like she was about to faint from the pain.

The paintbrush stuck to the green paint and lightly drew a line on the wound on his left shoulder.

The wound that was bleeding was instantly sealed.

It's not that it's completely healed, but rather that the wound feels like it's been sealed off.

"Shh!"

Sarah didn't say anything more or respond; all that could be heard was the hurried sound of air being flung to the east.

The empty space was quickly filled with various colors of paint, and the outline of a human body was created in just a few seconds, appearing in the eyes of all the onlookers.

Sarah was concentrating intently on splashing paint, her expression one of utmost focus.

But the same thing.

Kurogane Shizuku wasn't idle either; a burst of pure white smoke enveloped her entire body.

"Wow—"

Finally, Sarah completed the final touch, the finishing touch that brought the painting to life.

The next second.

"Ha ha……!"

Sarah began to breathe heavily.

However, the tasks created by her seem to have moved from the paper to reality.

The same face, identical attire, and a spirit dress as smooth as a mirror.

"It's 'Time Freeze'! Sarah chose to copy the one from Makoto Haramura of the Po Jun Academy."

The host instantly started shouting wildly.

What was originally a conflict between Akatsuki Academy and Pojun Academy has now turned into an internal war within Pojun Academy thanks to Sarah's abilities.

In fact, not only the audience, but even the commentators responsible for explaining the game now feel that the atmosphere is too tense.

"on!"

Sarah, who had been barely able to maintain her standing posture, stumbled and nearly fell.

His magical power, which was at least A-rank, was mostly depleted after he materialized into Makoto Haramura.

But without a doubt, the results were gratifying for her.

She really didn't mean to provoke anyone.

On that day, in the battle between Makoto Haramura and Ohma Kurogane, Ohma Kurogane lost.

In her eyes, Makoto Haramura is now the strongest swordsman she can emulate.

Since Haramura Makoto has already made a promise with her, she must do her best to win every match and use all her strength.

The fake "Makoto Haramura" immediately kicked off the ground after receiving Sarah's order.

All his strength was channeled into a single burst, released from his heels, instantly achieving maximum acceleration. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Kurogane Shizuku and slashed at it with his sword.

Not only do they look alike, but they even use the same way of exerting force.

Faced with this strike, Kurogane Shizuku showed no fear whatsoever, and didn't even offer any resistance.

He just stood there, stunned, as if he had been frightened by Makoto Haramura's phantom.

Kurogane Shizuku's crimson lips parted slightly.

"—'Water-Colored Reincarnation'!"

The phantom directly severed Kurogane Shizuku's body.

Strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed from Kurogane Shizuku's body.

The snow-white blade seemed to cleave through the smoke; Shizuku's body was only briefly separated, but it immediately returned to its original state.

Her figure was ethereal and hazy in the smoke, appearing and disappearing intermittently, but she did indeed appear before everyone intact.

"You are indeed very strong, but you can't hurt me now."

……

"Your sister is working too hard, Ikki."

Seeing what was happening on the field, Makoto Haramura clicked his tongue in admiration.

To be honest, what just happened not only shocked the other audience members, but also Stella and the others in the VIP seats.

"You saw right through me, Makoto—"

Kurogane Ikki looked at Haramura Makoto with some emotion.

He was once again impressed by Makoto Haramura's keen eye.

"What? What? What?"

"what is going on."

Stella immediately displayed her inquisitive nature, bombarding the two with questions.

"Black Iron Sister vaporized herself."

"He vaporized all the material components of the human body, including his bones, flesh, muscles, organs, and internal organs."

With a gentle wave of her iron fan, Nishikyo Ningyin offered her equally astute and accurate commentary.

"That's right, 'Water Color Reincarnation' is such a technique."

Kurogane Ikki nodded, confirming the answer.

"Shizuku was actually thinking about this during group practice. Although her fighting skills were very flexible, she lacked decisive power."

"She was pushed to her physical limit and ultimately suffered a fatal injury."

"So in the end, we came to the conclusion that injuries happen because of the body; if there were no body, there would be no such trouble."

"This tactic arose spontaneously from this."

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