Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

With his feet firmly planted, Black Iron King Horse used the force of Haramura Makoto's attack to suddenly twist his waist.

Instantly, his legs and spine made a cracking sound as if they were misaligned, his body twisted to its limit like a pretzel.

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, all the misaligned bones were restored to their original positions.

Then, using the elasticity of the dislocated bones to restore their original state, I guided all that elasticity out and multiplied my power to unleash it with my spirit armor.

At the same time, he manipulated the wind in front of him, separating all the airflow.

This is the fastest strike that Black Iron King has ever delivered.

However, Makoto Haramura, who was originally charging towards Kurogane Ohma, simply held his sword horizontally in front of his chest.

"Chong-"

However, to everyone's surprise, the Black Iron King was sent flying backwards.

"—Secret Sword: Seamless Clothes"

I casually learned this greeting from Ayatsuji Kaito.

A sword that counters sword techniques.

The highest level of sword technique that Makoto Haramura has ever seen so far, which counters the opponent's force while simultaneously deflecting it.

Kurogane Ohma used a tremendous amount of power, and Haramura Makoto retaliated with twice that amount of power.

So it's not surprising that Black Iron King is like this.

"It's awesome."

"At first I thought it was a battle I would win easily, but I didn't expect it to be a battle where I was suppressed."

Black Iron King Horse stood up again; it was hard to imagine just how resilient this guy's body was.

"It seems my sword is no match for yours."

Black Iron King readily admitted his defeat, stood up, and raised his sword.

"In that case, I'll show you the world's strongest sword technique that I've learned over the years."

Then he slammed his right foot into the ground, launching himself like a cannonball in front of Makoto Haramura.

"—'Qinghai Wave'!"

The first move of the Sixty-Two Styles of the Crane Style: Kurogane Ohma's attack pattern is not difficult to see through, so Haramura Makoto is preparing to use another combo to kill him.

But the next moment, Makoto Haramura felt a chill run down his spine.

He had already lost sight of the enemy's sword.

"Pfft-"

Chapter 106 The Model in My Dream

There was absolutely no trace of the blade's trajectory; it was as if it had suddenly vanished from Haramura Makoto's sight. The six-foot-long dachi had already slashed through Haramura Makoto's chest.

Blood splattered like water droplets as Kurogane Ohma's nodachi rose into the air.

Makoto Haramura had already retreated to a position five meters away.

The lining of the school uniform was completely ripped open, revealing a shocking wound from the lower abdomen to the chest. Blood seeped from the exposed white flesh, completely staining the school uniform red.

"what happened?"

Even Makoto Haramura didn't understand what had just happened.

Honestly, if it weren't for his sixth sense telling him to step back, Black Iron King's strike would have severely injured him, instead of just looking terrifying on the surface but actually causing only minor injuries.

"boom--"

We haven't received an answer from Makoto Haramura yet.

Black Iron King Horse had already closed in.

Makoto Haramura's bullets naturally missed their mark, but they did change the direction of Kurogane Ohma's advance.

"Chong-"

Amidst the piercing, sharp clanging sound, the knife in Haramura Makoto's hand was deflected with a wide arc.

Immediately following, another flash of light slashed down.

There was still no clear direction; all that could be seen was a fleeting flash of white light.

This attack was enough to instantly kill Makoto Haramura.

"—Draw it all in, ten times the speed!"

My inner alarm bells rang loudly, and the nerves on my scalp felt like they were being pierced.

Martial arts and superpowers erupt simultaneously.

In that instant, Makoto Haramura's body suddenly gained speeds far exceeding the speed of sound. He only retreated a little, but in the blink of an eye, he had retreated nearly twenty meters.

Black Iron King's second sword strike went wide.

"That's it again."

"The sword suddenly accelerated."

Having learned his lesson the first time, Makoto Haramura was slashed by Kurogane Ohma's sword.

But no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, after watching it two or three times, you can still see some clues. Otherwise, he would be a failure as a swordsman, and all the teachings he received from Nishikyo Ningon and Nango Hikojiro would have been for nothing.

"—'Time Rejection'!"

The magic was compressed towards the eyeballs, and a faint yellow, clock-like phantom appeared in Makoto Haramura's eyeballs.

Another flash of sword light disappeared in an instant, and still the sword could not be found, nor could its trajectory be seen.

With the same combination of a full draw and ten times the speed, Makoto Haramura reappeared ten meters away.

"I see, I see."

Black Iron King's sword is indeed very fast.

But it's not actually that fast as the speed of light. After all, if it really reached that speed, the Earth probably couldn't withstand her swinging a sword.

The reason his sword was so fast, as fast as light, that Haramura Makoto's eyes couldn't catch it, was because there was something wrong with his sword speed.

To put it simply, it's like he can instantly increase his sword speed from 0 to 100.

There is no acceleration in between.

One second he was in a state of exquisite skill, and the next second he had reached the limit of his sword-wielding speed.

Human visual nerves have limitations.

Even the fastest sword, the fastest attack, is still an acceleration process from 0 to 20, from 20 to 50, and from 50 to 100.

Human visual nerves typically capture the process from 0 to 20, transmitting this information to the brain to determine the trajectory of an attack.

The acceleration from 0 to 100 is so sudden that it's hard to imagine anyone being able to adapt to it. People might mistake it for the speed of light and find it impossible to detect.

It achieved maximum acceleration the instant it started, thus avoiding any energy waste. Every sword strike was flawless, unleashing its full power. Even if her sword was blocked in advance, it still achieved acceleration from 0 to 100.

This sword has transcended the laws of conservation of physics; it's hard to imagine that a human could do something like this.

But Makoto Haramura still saw through it.

Makoto Haramura still saw through the inhuman sword's trajectory.

Time is the most wondrous force in the world.

It controls the flow of everything. If it wants to move faster, it can increase its movement speed tenfold, gaining ten times its original speed.

He can even pause time in a region, slowing down the flow of time in that region. For example, if a person's original movement speed is 100, he can make it 1.

However, such a move consumes a lot of magic power and doesn't last long.

Even with his magical power, releasing such a move once a day is the limit.

So that's when he started thinking about it.

Whether one can lock onto a target and only slow it down momentarily.

Thus, this trick of refusing was born.

By applying the Time-Slaying Blade ability to the eyes, magic can be released to lock onto the location the eyes are looking at.

"That move is really impressive."

It was because he understood the principle behind this sword technique that Haramura Makoto exclaimed in genuine admiration.

The way this sword technique is used is to simultaneously engage all the muscles in the body.

To explain briefly, humans control muscles by transmitting information through nerve signals. However, the transmission of signals is gradual, so when humans control muscles, there must be a sequence, such as first activating the deltoid muscle and then activating the biceps.

But the current Iron King is not.

He seemed to be able to activate special electronic signals and simultaneously mobilize all the muscles in his body.

Even Makoto Haramura, who has been training his muscles since childhood, has not been able to do this yet.

no way.

Even the greatest talent takes time to develop.

Looking at Kurogane Ohma's current body and the scars on it, you can tell how much effort he put into replicating this sword technique.

"However, although I cannot defeat them, it does not mean that I have no way to deal with them."

"Since I can't do anything to you in close combat, I'll crush you with pure power."

Makoto Haramura's pupils revealed a mad glint.

The so-called world's number one swordsmanship is very interesting. Makoto Haramura believes that given enough time, he can replicate it and then apply it to his Origaku.

But it's clearly impossible to deal with it now.

So let's rely on superpowers then.

"This move can't be considered my original creation, but I've copied that old woman's special skill."

Rain Moon and Void Rift are both in hand.

The gun handle and the knife handle collided together as if they were spliced ​​together, and the magic power on Makoto Haramura instantly erupted. The muzzle of the gun flashed with a ghostly blue light, and the blade flashed with a demonic red light.

"Interesting, let's go."

Kurogane Ohma also knew that he had no chance to get close to Haramura Makoto.

Although he had mastered the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, he knew very well that he had only learned half of it by imitation.

If he hadn't been so thoroughly suppressed by Makoto Haramura in close combat, he wouldn't have used such a half-finished swordsmanship.

The hurricane circle surrounding the battlefield was dismantled by Black Iron King.

He retreated about fifty meters with the airflow, and then slashed his sword upwards from below.

"Boom——"

A massive amount of magical power emanated from him and spread outwards, before being poured into the nodachi in his hand.

The magic was almost tangible, and it even formed a real gale, reflecting light and making his figure blurry.

Why lift the hurricane circle?

He was going to pour all his magic into this strike, without holding back a single drop.

A violent gust of wind surged along the blade.

The chaotic air currents shattered everything around except for the Black Iron King Horse.

"—'Broken Moon Heavenly Dragon Claw'!"

The Black Iron King let out a roar of fury.

The raging wind carried the giant sword, making it seem like the claws of a dragon.

With such a strike, any kind of steel, rock, or even a human body would be cleaved in two.

"bring it on."