Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

This is just a feeling of resentment from my childhood.

"Yes, I'll tell you now, Ikki."

“I’m telling you now, everything your father did was wrong. He wanted to solidify class distinctions, which in a sense was denying human evolution.”

"Only when people have desires can they continuously move forward."

"Human beings without desires will only turn society into a stagnant pool."

"So tell me now, as a son, what should you do if your father is wrong?"

There's no need for me to say anything more; Ikki Kurogane is now capable of realizing the truth on his own.

He had figured it out himself; he understood exactly how to wield his sword.

Makoto Haramura stood up and gently patted Ikki Kurogane on the shoulder.

"Yikki, I look forward to your new growth and evolution tomorrow."

Yes, Father was wrong.

Since the father was wrong, the son should correct that mistake.

"Makoto, you'll see tomorrow."

"I have forged a new path with the sword in my hand."

Chapter 092 The Guardian Sword

Helicopters hovered over the arena, and several drones carrying cameras were scattered throughout the arena.

This is the First Arena.

It is the largest arena in the entire Po Jun Academy. The number of spectators it can accommodate is not only all the teachers and students in the school, but also outsiders who want to come and watch the game.

However, today, the place did indeed live up to its reputation as a bustling and grand spectacle.

The stands were almost full, with the majority of the spectators wearing Po Jun Academy uniforms, a small number wearing faculty and staff suits, and a group of reporters and people from outside the school with cameras and microphones.

Seated in the VIP section, Shinomiya Kuroko narrowed her eyes involuntarily as she looked at the bustling crowd before her, and murmured mockingly:

"This is quite a grand spectacle."

"It seems that guy wants to crush that kid Black Iron in one fell swoop, leaving him no chance to recover."

Sitting next to Shinguji Kurono, Nishikyo Nene stared with her crimson eyes, gently fanning herself with her iron fan.

She hadn't had much contact with Ikki Kurogane, so she didn't have much to say about his situation. The reason she came here today was to watch her handsome new junior brother's match.

However, she still felt a deep aversion to Akaza's actions.

"Haha, Principal Shinguji, you flatter me. I am far from worthy of your praise."

A short, stout man with a sinister face, dressed in a suit, slowly walked up the steps and sat down in the row in front of Shinguji Kurono's seat, which was the best position to observe the game. He wore a kind but hypocritical smile on his face.

Under these circumstances, Shinomiya Kurono's lips suddenly curled up.

"Akaza!"

"Hmm, what instructions does Principal Shinguji have?"

Akaza was a little confused, but he assumed that Shinguji Kurono was expressing her anger towards him.

For someone like him, the anger of his enemies is the most gratifying spiritual nourishment.

"The result of today's game may be as you wish, but the final outcome will definitely be beyond your expectations."

"I really hope that you and your master can withstand the pressure when the time comes."

……

Such a little incident occurred in the spectator stands.

However, on the field, the match was indeed ready to begin, with Makoto Haramura and Ikki Kurogane already in their positions.

"They're here, they're here, they've finally arrived."

"The final round of the Po Jun Academy's internal selection competition will once again be commentated by our familiar friend, Yue Du."

"The other commentator is Yuri Oreki."

"Hello everyone, cough cough—"

"Oh dear, is Ms. Yuri Oreki really alright? If she is unwell, it would be better to have another teacher take over the class."

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I can manage today."

"Cough-cough-"

"This is really not a very convincing statement, but the competition is about to start, so let's turn our attention back to the competition."

The announcer, named Tsukuyomi, cleared her throat to make her voice carry more clearly through the loudspeaker.

"Mr. Yuri Oriki, Makoto Haramura and Ikki Kurogane are both your students in the current competition."

"As the teacher of these two people, do you have any unique insights that you can share with the audience?"

That's right, the reason we dragged Yuri Oreki, that sickly guy, into the commentary booth today is for this very purpose.

After all, Akaza has already generated unprecedented buzz for this match.

Everyone was very curious about the result of the competition and the two contestants.

But continuing to introduce the previous information is obviously pointless. The contestants who have made it to the final round have all had their information introduced fifteen or sixteen times, and nobody wants to hear that kind of stuff again.

"Well, I can't really say there's anything special about the two of them."

"Both of them are excellent students in class, but if I had to say something, I recently learned a little secret about Haramura and Kurogane."

"Furthermore, I have obtained permission from Haramura and Kurogane to speak about this matter."

Blood continued to spurt from the air, and Yuri Oreki's face grew paler and paler, her upper body swaying precariously as if she could collapse at any moment.

"Oh, there really is new information. What is it?"

Although Tsukuyomi was quite worried about Yuri Oreki's health, fearing that her colleague might just die on the commentary stage.

But everyone's interest has clearly been piqued, and we need Yuri Origami to fill in the gaps in the sales pitch.

"Haramura-kun is actually a disciple of the God of War."

Yuri Oreki coughed violently again, but while everyone was still in shock and hadn't recovered, she continued to drop the real bombshell of the day.

"Also, Kurogane is a direct descendant of the Kurogane family, the son of the current head, Kurogane Yan."

……

"Ikki, I knew I wasn't wrong. You won't let something like this break your spirit."

"One night is short, but it's enough."

Looking into Kurogane Ikki's bright pupils, Haramura Makoto nodded in satisfaction.

Why did he spend so much time talking to Ikki Kurogane yesterday?

Normally, if someone were truly a friend of Ikki Kurogane, they should only bring up issues that could shake his composure after an important match has ended.

The problem is that he had already sensed it during Kurogane Ikki's battle, and he sensed that Kurogane Ikki's sword was becoming dull due to his confusion.

If his sword hadn't become dull, he wouldn't have been in such a difficult battle with the opponent he faced the day before yesterday.

There's no way Ikki Kurogane could beat him.

Even if he were to stand on the field, it wouldn't make any difference, so he might as well take a gamble.

Failure would simply mean the same thing as now.

As for success?

Isn't Kurogane Ikki's current appearance the best proof?

"No, it's already broken."

Kurogane Ikki shook his head, a look of emotion appearing in his eyes.

"However, because of you, Cheng, my heart has been reshaped."

"Just like you said, I have many things worth protecting, and enough reasons for me to reshape my inner self."

Kurogane Ikki stretched out his hand, and in the pale blue light, he grasped the unremarkable black katana.

"Then, just as you requested, today I will show you my new sword and my new path."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Makoto Haramura raised her hand, and with a surge of magical energy, a katana radiating an eerie red light that rippled like water appeared directly in her hand.

"So I won't hold back, I'll use all of my abilities."

"Just as I wished."

"Boys, take your positions."

The referee stepped between the two men and looked at the countdown timer on the side screen.

“—The game begins!”

A figure darted out, as if responding to the countdown. The moment the timer reached zero, Kurogane Ikki had already taken the initiative to launch an attack.

"—First Secret Sword Technique: Rhinoceros Strike!"

He exerted all his strength and power, pouring it all into the tip of his sword.

Makoto Haramura possesses his own unique swordsmanship.

So, Kurogane Ikki, who had no master but possessed the strongest swordsmanship talent, naturally also had his own swordsmanship.

The so-called Seven Secret Swords are the secret swords that he created himself after leaving the Black Iron Clan and honing his skills over many years.

The First Secret Sword - Rhinoceros Strike is such a sword technique.

Using Kurogane Ikki's superhuman body control, he concentrated all his power into one point to unleash his strongest attack. This strike was the most powerful of all his sword techniques in terms of sheer power.

In other words, whether it was the inertia brought about by Kurogane Ikki's own acceleration, or the power brought about by the movement of his hands, feet, and all other joints, it was all transmitted to the tip of his sword without reservation or waste.

If he were to use this attack, even without activating a Shura spell, he would still be able to damage the protective magic power of an A-rank knight.

"呲-"

The air was pierced directly, producing a sharp screech.

Makoto Haramura's eyes lit up.

Magic surged wildly across his body, radiating a tangible blue light. He shifted his stance, raising his right arm, which held the knife, upwards.

"Chong-"

Then, the two standard Japanese swords clashed directly together, one for stabbing and the other for slashing.

Two completely different trajectories, yet seemingly intersecting, caused countless sparks to scatter from the point where the two blades met.

It wasn't just blocked, its power was neutralized.

Kurogane Ikki's astonished gaze fell on Haramura Makoto's wrist, but in that instant, he immediately understood how Haramura Makoto had managed to deflect his sword so perfectly.

The secret lies in her extremely flexible wrists.

Using wrists with far greater dexterity than normal people to mitigate the impact of force.

His attack was indeed deflected, but Kurogane Ikki was not discouraged. Instead, at the moment he deflected, he twisted his waist forcefully and turned his body, unleashing several more sword beams in an instant.

The impenetrable net of swords instantly enveloped Haramura Makoto.

"Chong-"

very heavy!

It doesn't seem like the kind of power Ikki could use.

"Qiangqiang-"

Kurogane Ikki kept swinging his sword, while Haramura Makoto immediately followed up with his own sword to defend.

Although Kurogane Ikki's sword techniques are very sophisticated, Haramura Makoto is always able to perfectly block them.

However, during this blocking process, Makoto Haramura sensed something was wrong.