Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

"what!"

A golden clock phantom appeared behind him, its hands having somehow already moved to position VI.

"—'The Sixth Hour: The Boundary Between Carbon and Gold'!"

Golden light shone down after the pointer had completely set.

"Qiang——!"

A thin silver film instantly coated the blood-red blade, and the sound of metal clashing rang out in the next second.

What seemed like an overwhelming attack, capable of cleaving the world in two, was actually blocked by Makoto Haramura.

Moreover, they blocked it without paying any price.

Kanzaki Kaori's pupils suddenly contracted.

But then, she took a step forward, lunged forward, and brandished her extra-long sword, slashing mercilessly at Haramura Makoto's chest.

"Not bad, was that sword strike at your full power in this state?"

The silvery substance receded like a tide from the blade and Haramura Makoto's wrist, and his arm moved accordingly, directly blocking Kanzaki Kaori's attack.

"No."

As if she were sparing with words, Kanzaki Kaori silently uttered these two words, but then exerted even greater force on her arms once again.

"That's right."

"If you swing the sword with your current strength, you can probably unleash a stronger sword beam."

Makoto Haramura chuckled, but his expression immediately changed, becoming playful.

"But you dare to close the distance to within three meters? Do you think your weapon is longer than mine, and therefore you have the advantage at this distance?"

The sword used by Makoto Haramura is a standard Japanese tachi, measuring 90cm in length.

Kanzaki Kaori uses a type of sword called a Reito, which is rarely used in Japan.

These swords are typically used in Japanese Shinto rain-praying ceremonies, and their length is generally over two meters.

In close combat, weapon length can indeed be an advantage.

After all, the difference between me being able to hit you and you not being able to hit me is simply a matter of attack range.

"Now I'll show you."

Accompanied by a cold shout from Makoto Haramura.

Haramura Makoto flipped his wrist, changing from blocking to rubbing, and while rubbing against Kanzaki Kaori's longsword, he suddenly leaped forward, instantly closing the distance.

"Bosa Slash!"

The move, which had not been used for a long time, reappeared in Makoto Haramura's hands at this moment.

Kanzaki Kaori's reaction speed was also extremely fast; the moment she held the scabbard in her other hand, she swung it towards the empty space beneath her.

call!

The rushing sound of the air currents created by the flying body abruptly stopped, and the blurry figure quickly changed the trajectory of the blade.

The reverse version of "Basha Slash", "Reverse Basha", is slashed upwards, and the sharp blade instantly slices through Kanzaki Kaori's short-sleeved jacket.

"Let me show you the Infinite Combo Style, Zhehe."

The magic power within Makoto Haramura flowed rapidly to his limbs and bones.

"Aha——"

As Yu Yue maintained this angle, with Haramura Makoto exerting force with his leg again, the blade slid down, rubbing against Kanzaki Kaori's hastily parried sword, and a large number of sparks fell between the blade and the sword.

A blinding red light quickly enveloped the entire battlefield.

A constant clanging sound came from inside.

Absolutely no gaps!

No, that's not right. It can't be described as airtight anymore.

Kanzaki Kaori used almost all her strength, wielding her extremely long sword, to continuously defend against Haramura Makoto's tricky attacks from all angles.

"Qinghai Wave!"

"'Meibei Mountain'!"

""fly wing to wing"!"

"Hana-ju!"

As Makoto Haramura used Rain Moon to draw various exquisite arcs in the air, he muttered the names of his moves to himself.

Come to think of it, I clearly no longer have the habit of saying the names of my moves when I fight. The fact that I'm like this now can only be attributed to the fact that I've been assimilated by the people in the Land World.

Countless blades struck Kanzaki Kaori.

An incredibly fierce battle of offense and defense is unfolding here.

The current battle scene would likely leave ordinary people completely bewildered.

Without slowing down the camera, you probably wouldn't even be able to see the blade.

After all, those two people were moving incredibly fast.

Take Kanzaki Kaori for example. In her normal state, it's fine, but after releasing her Stigmata, her movement speed can reach one-hundredth of a second.

That kind of movement speed is terrifying.

This means that Kanzaki Kaori's every move and every offensive and defensive battle breaks the sound barrier.

Note that this is not her burst of speed, but her normal speed as a Godslayer after activating her Stigmata.

But even at that speed, the man opposite her kept up with her.

Moreover, he didn't use any of Academy City's so-called superpowers; he genuinely caught up with her speed using only his physical body, just like himself.

And what's with this guy's changing moves?

Why was it that no matter what, his moves could be connected without interruption? She had never seen such sword techniques before.

"What's going on? Are you a saint too?"

With a grinding sound as she clenched her teeth, Kanzaki Kaori's mind was filled with confusion.

Unlike those magicians who knew nothing about Academy City, she made a point of learning about the city's espers because she was frequently traveling there recently.

First, a superpowered individual can only possess one ability that they have developed themselves.

Multiple ability users are impossible.

Secondly, even those with enhanced physical abilities, even those who reach the highest level of superpowers, could never move at the speed of sound.

Even if all impossibilities are eliminated, no matter how outrageous or unbelievable the truth may be, it is still the only truth.

The only explanation we can find now is that Makoto Haramura is a saint.

The saint mingled in Academy City, and that spatial teleportation ability was his special magic spell.

"But it is not."

"I'm just an ordinary human being."

"But Ms. Kanzaki, how long can you maintain this state?"

Makoto Haramura's breathing was also slightly rapid.

This kind of high-intensity offensive and defensive battle is also a test of his physical fitness.

After all, moving at the speed of sound once is completely different from moving at the speed of sound continuously.

Of course, this level of exertion is not too bad for him.

Who can blame him when his speed has already surpassed the sound barrier?

Moreover, unlike Kanzaki Kaori who achieved this through the release of her Stigmata, he genuinely reached this level through his own physical body.

Putting aside everything else, she could easily spend another half hour with Kanzaki Kaori.

The scene was filled with the glint of swords and the emanating light of the blades, which even cut the surrounding environment into molecular shapes.

"Nine minutes left, so I'm going to use my ultimate move."

"If it's you, this is the only thing I can do."

"Bah!"

The sound of flesh tearing rang out the instant after Kanzaki Kaori's voice fell. Kanzaki Kaori, who had been enveloped by Haramura Makoto's sword technique, also instantly appeared far away from Haramura Makoto.

"Even if it means getting injured, you must take this opportunity to escape my attack."

His right arm hung down naturally, and bright red blood beads slid down the sharp red blade, dripping onto the ground.

Makoto Haramura looked at the wound running across Kanzaki Kaori's abdomen and said with some emotion.

"Very decisive."

This is about being willing to suffer temporary harm in order to distance yourself from yourself.

After all, if this continues, the usage time of Kanzaki Kaori's Stigmata will definitely not be as long as his.

Once she exits the Stigmata state, we're doomed.

"Take this move. It's a technique I can only use in this state."

Calm your rapid breathing and pour all your strength into your hands.

Kanzaki Kaori now has a very clear understanding of herself.

That means I am far inferior to this man in swordsmanship.

That makes sense. Although she uses a longsword, she is actually more focused on magic and spells.

He carries a knife, but he relies more on his superior physical strength to overpower people with sheer force, without any particular skill involved.

But she discovered that this man's swordsmanship was so exquisite that it was simply beyond words.

Or perhaps she had never seen such superb swordsmanship before.

Swordsmanship with all sorts of tricky angles and smooth transitions, leaving one breathless.

Therefore, she could only use the strongest move she currently possessed.

"Feel sorry."

The words had barely left his lips.

A sharp, piercing cry, like a blade piercing the clouds, resounded throughout the space.

The soaring blade of light sliced ​​through the heavens and earth.

Explosions followed one after another.

A stunning line ripped through the soil, tearing the earth apart and making it look as if a furrow had been plowed into the ground.

In an instant, gravel flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and a shocking scar was carved into the ground.

This was the decisive sword strike.

This is a fatal strike.

In terms of speed alone, this is already far beyond the sound barrier, a strike that is almost at the level of a god.

Any life, no matter what it may be, would probably be cut in two by this sword.

To put it more simply, Kanzaki Kaori's sword strike just now was fast enough to rival Kurogane Ikki's use of the secret sword technique, Chase Shadow.

The only difference is that Kurogane Ikki, being a demon, possesses the power of destiny inherent in him.

"Again, only flash."

With a shout, he unleashed another lightning-fast slash.

"choke--!"

The whistling sound of blades echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The slash, which even the nerves couldn't keep up with, tore through the air in the blink of an eye, transmitted through space, and directly caught up with the vertical slash that had already traveled most of the distance and was about to strike Haramura Makoto.

The horizontal and vertical slashes overlapped, creating a cross-shaped attack in the sky.