The all-powerful middle schooler

Saeko Busujima was startled; this speed had exceeded her dynamic vision.

"Thor's hammer!"

Sanae Tokomori leaped into the air, her swaying hair accompanied by a thunderous roar as she crashed down as heavily as if struck by a hammer.

The Thirteen Deadly Swords emphasize offense over defense.

Saeko Busujima could only unleash her fastest sword-drawing technique, slashing towards the sky.

"Shh!"

"Zizzizi..."

The instant the hammer clashed with the sword, a surge of electricity coursed through the blade and into his body.

The previously deadlocked forces suddenly broke the deadlock as the body became numb.

Saeko Busujima immediately withdrew her strength and retreated. At the same time, Sanae Dekomori, who was thrown into the air by the recoil, launched a second attack, and electricity burst from her body.

"1000 volts!"

Saeko Busujima, whose body was already sluggish from the electric shock, was unable to dodge and had to take the hit head-on, her body emitting black smoke from the electric shock.

Is this all?

Sanae Dekomori landed gracefully on the ground and said with a smug expression.

At that moment, a sword aura slashed through the air, struck the invisible shield, and disappeared.

Standing still, the girl slightly tilted her head, a strand of hair had been cut off, but she still showed a confident smile.

"Looks like we can continue."

"call……"

Saeko Busujima was panting heavily, looking exhausted, and her emotions were complicated.

She had relied entirely on her strong will to suppress the pain in her body and unleash this attack, but she didn't expect it to be dodged.

The subsequent battle goes without saying. Sanae Dekomori, with her speed and attack range advantage, exhausted Saeko Busujima's stamina and won the battle.

After being treated by Izumi Hasegawa, Busujima-senpai recovered her strength and returned to her peak condition.

In the second match, it was Nibuya Morika who took the stage.

In this battle, Saeko Busujima lasted even less time.

Nibutani Morika demonstrates exquisite use of Kido techniques, seamlessly blending Hado and Binddo, making her resemble the ancient magician she admires.

In the third battle, Saeko Busujima was plunged into despair.

Faced with an invisible stand, she couldn't even retaliate; she could only rely on her inexplicable sense of danger to defend herself.

In this situation, she quickly revealed her weakness and was struck hard, falling to the ground.

Three consecutive losses.

Although she had expected that the ability users who could gather with Izumi-kun would not be weak, Saeko Busujima's mood still inevitably soured.

The final battle.

As Rikka Takanashi opened and closed her eyes, two tomoe slowly rotated in her blood-red pupils.

Then, to Saeko Busujima's horrified gaze, she used the same sword technique.

"Click."

Something looks broken.

11

Chapter 11 I've figured it out!

The Evil King's True Eye uses the Sharingan to copy swordsmanship almost perfectly, from the way he swings his sword to the rhythm of his breathing.

This made Saeko Busujima feel like she was fighting another version of herself, someone who knew her swordsmanship better than she did and could always choose the best sword style to counter her, causing her to quickly fall into a disadvantageous position and eventually lose.

With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.

What's the point of all the swordsmanship I've learned over the years?

She looked at the hand holding the knife and murmured to herself.

After four consecutive defeats, her sword spirit was almost shattered.

Is the swordsmanship that was once a source of pride really so insignificant in the face of a superpowered individual?

She seemed to understand the despair in that person's heart.

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

Compared to the ecstatic Busujima-senpai, the girls of the Far East Magic Club had a completely different feeling.

They had previously witnessed the battle between Busujima-senpai and the club president. At that time, they had not mastered the ability for long and considered themselves inferior.

Now, those who were once invincible have become their defeated opponents, which can be said to be a testament to their growth. Their mindset has improved dramatically, and they have become more well-rounded.

We've become stronger.

The girls exchanged excited glances, their minds in perfect sync.

Then, they received the praise they most desired.

"Good. It seems you haven't been slacking off during this time. You've all been cultivating diligently, gaining a deeper understanding of the essence of spiritual power, and your mastery of it has improved..."

Hanase Izumi clapped her hands.

The girls repeatedly said that it was all thanks to his excellent teaching.

"Well, do you realize how insignificant you are now, Busujima-senpai?"

Natsukawa Masuzu approached Busujima Saeko, her eyes cold and somewhat arrogant.

"I do have many shortcomings."

Saeko Busujima lowered her head, her tone still quite frank.

"So, before you plan to take revenge, get a little stronger, so as not to trouble our minister."

The Witch of Greed approached and whispered in her ear.

How to put it, from Izumi Hasegawa's perspective, it feels like a villainous character deliberately provoking the protagonist to become stronger.

"Alright, Minister, please point out our shortcomings in the battle just now!"

Turning her head, Natsukawa Masaki squinted her eyes and put on a bright smile.

Several hours later, the club members left.

Izumi Hasegawa finally had some time alone with senior Busujima again.

"Senior Busujima, are you alright?"

Do I look bad?

He carefully observed the senior's expression; her eyes narrowed, and her brows furrowed in a twisted smile.

They've all shown off their 'pretty good looks'!

"Senior, what do you think?"

He cleverly countered with another question.

"Actually... it's alright. After calming down, I accepted the result. After all, that was true extraordinary power. As an ordinary person, I only managed to enter this realm by chance with the help of Quan Jun. Failure is normal."

Saeko Busujima took a deep breath, her tone returning to its usual gentleness.

"If that's what you think, then it's a real shame."

Hanase Izumi sighed softly.

After repeated setbacks, Busujima-senpai has lost confidence in kendo.

This is indeed a very normal thing. The sharpness of a sword is easily broken once it has been sharpened, and few people become stronger after setbacks.

"What does Izumi-kun mean?"

"Itsuki Yoko frowned as she spoke."

"Senior Busujima, do you know what the pinnacle of kendo is?"

His voice changed.

"Can everything in heaven and earth be a sword? But a sword is just a sword; the way of the sword cannot achieve that."

She remembered something she had heard before.

"Senior, you may have misunderstood something... In my eyes, there is no distinction between high and low among the myriad paths in the world. The way of the sword can also reach the divine. Whether it is the power of nature or anything else, it can be comprehended and used. One sword can create ten thousand laws, and one sword can break ten thousand laws. That is all there is to it."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

At that moment, Saeko Busujima seemed to see a galaxy in those eyes, encompassing all living beings.

Although it was absurd, she believed it, or rather, was willing to believe it.

"But even so, it's still too unrealistic for me. Only Izumi-kun could do it."

She closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.

"A person's strength comes from their belief. When you believe you have reached your limit, then you have truly reached your limit..."

Izumi Hasegawa repeated a sentence she had said before.

"Like right now, senior, did you ever imagine you could become this strong?"

"Yes, I'd forgotten."

Saeko Busujima suddenly realized that she had become much stronger than before without even noticing, and her once astonishing abilities were no longer surprising.

At this moment, she regained her confidence, but still had some reservations.

"But no matter how powerful my sword becomes, if I face an ability like Takanashi's..."

"Rikka's eyes are powerful, but not as powerful as you think. In fact, she can only replicate some movements that she can understand. If it exceeds her physical capabilities or incorporates other powers, such as sword intent, she is powerless. After all, it is just an additional ability of those 'Evil King's True Eyes'."

"I see, thank you for your explanation, Quan-kun."

At this point, Saeko Busujima finally broke into a bright smile.

Destruction leads to creation, and a return to the realm of sword heart!

"Senior, you are an opponent who has amazed me. I hope you can go further on the path of kendo."

"Words are no proof, so let me show you the mysteries of sword intent."

How much you can learn depends on your comprehension.

Hasegawa Izumi took a sip of warm tea, then stood up.

"I am honored to witness Izumi-kun's divine swordsmanship."

Saeko Busujima followed her outside.

Standing in the courtyard.

Izumi Hasegawa gripped her sword, freely wielding it with fluid, graceful movements, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

"Judging from the movements, it seems to be a very basic routine..."

Saeko Busujima's gaze was fixed intently.

That's why, after seeing the surface at first glance, she noticed other aspects.

The person wielding the sword gave her a constantly shifting 'temperament,' sometimes like a gentle spring rain, sometimes like a scorching sun, sometimes like a chilling autumn wind, sometimes like a cruel winter wind, just like the changing seasons.

There are no colorful sword techniques, no dazzling sword energy, only pure 'intention'.

"So this is sword intent..."

With the sword sense that had been praised by Hasegawa, she gradually gained some understanding and became immersed in it. Her eyes slowly lost focus, and only a sword remained in her mind.

After a long while, dawn broke.

The swordsman had already left.

The silent figure slowly opened its eyes.