kingnovel Chapter 698 - 698
Chapter 698 - 698
Kurogane Ouma charged forward like a high-speed train.Within the Vacuum Boundary, there was no air resistance, allowing Kurogane Ouma's power to manifest in its purest form, far surpassing any previous limits.
Moreover, due to the lack of air, oxygen couldn't be replenished, causing the oxygen in their lungs to deplete rapidly.
For individuals with their physical prowess, holding their breath for half an hour posed no difficulty. However, once engaged in intense combat, oxygen consumption would drastically increase, reducing their active time to just a few minutes!
Indeed, when it came to swordsmanship, Kurogane Ouma admitted he was far from Eiji's match.
But in terms of pure strength, Eiji was absolutely no match for him!
Strength wasn't something that could be rapidly enhanced within a few days. Even if there was some improvement, it wouldn't be significantly greater compared to a week ago!
As long as he sealed Eiji's sword technique that could slice through vacuum layers, Eiji would be unable to break through his defense!
And within the vacuum domain, it was impossible for Eiji to execute that vacuum-slicing technique!
He could win!
Holding onto this belief, Kurogane Ouma swung his blade once more.
Kurogane Ouma's calculations were spot on.
In fact, his strategy itself was flawless.
However.
"Comparing strength with me?"
Seeing this, Eiji instead showed a peculiar expression.
Facing Kurogane Ouma's strike, Eiji didn't retreat a single step. Instead, he actively advanced.
"—!"
In an instant, their blades clashed.
No sound was produced, only several layers of smoke rings rippled outward.
Eiji's expression remained unchanged—this strike was straightforward, relying purely on raw strength.
Kurogane Ouma, however, suddenly changed his expression. His arms trembled violently, and a numbing sensation assaulted half of his body.
"What a pity, I surpass you in every aspect!"
From Eiji's silently curved lips, Kurogane Ouma read these words.
Eiji gave a light, effortless smile and raised the Bling Blade high.
Kurogane Ouma's pupils contracted. Gritting his teeth, he instantly assumed a defensive stance.
Eiji swung his blade down fiercely.
Countless flashes of blade light shimmered like brilliant clouds, covering Kurogane Ouma's entire field of vision with a dazzling, god-like speed.
In that brief moment, no one knew how many strikes he had delivered.
It could have been hundreds, or even over a thousand.
In just one encounter, Kurogane Ouma's body was sent flying backward like a ragged sack.
While still in mid-air, his unimaginably sturdy body began to bleed profusely from countless wounds, staining the ground beneath him crimson like a blood-soaked cloth.
Upon closer inspection, his entire body was covered with innumerable blade marks, blood spurting out as if it cost nothing.
"Woah! He's heavily injured! Referee, hurry and help save him!"
The host was so startled he nearly dropped his microphone.
"No... I'm afraid it's not necessary yet."
"What are you saying, Mr. Kaieda? That's a severe injury!"
"It's not a severe injury."
"Huh?"
On the field.
Shinguuji Kurono's gaze swept over Kurogane Ouma like a hawk's.
After a moment of contemplation, she chose not to intervene immediately.
Similarly, Eiji's attention remained locked on Kurogane Ouma, not relaxing in the slightest.
This was because the fighting spirit within Kurogane Ouma had not yet faded.
"You really are incredibly tough."
Eiji shook the blade in his hand.
"In a vacuum domain with no wind resistance, my blade speed approaches multiple times the speed of sound, yet you can still stand... Are you really even human?"
Across from him.
Kurogane Ouma's body swayed slightly, his figure seeming ready to collapse at any moment, yet standing as straight as an ancient pine.
Though drenched in blood, his upper garments completely torn, countless blade wounds covering his body, the light in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest.
"Since I can remember, I've been pursuing strength."
Kurogane Ouma's voice was low, as if answering Eiji's question, yet also as if giving himself perseverance.
"After discovering that others couldn't provide me with even the slightest pressure no matter what, I learned to pressure myself - for example, by constantly compressing my body with near-vacuum air..."
"But under normal circumstances, humans can't possess a body like yours, no matter how much they train."
"Correct. But I evolved."
Kurogane Ouma staggered slightly, his vision gradually blurring.
The massive blood loss from his entire body had already left him severely anemic, ready to collapse at any moment.
Yet he didn't use air pressure to seal his wounds. Theoretically, applying air pressure to the wounds could stop the bleeding, but he deliberately refrained from doing so.
"Just as humans learned to flexibly use their limbs over tens of thousands of years, my body has undergone a qualitative transformation of similar magnitude."
"You're saying that a few years of your effort has matched tens of thousands of years of human evolution?"
"Exactly."
Eiji fell silent.
Though outrageous, there was no other explanation.
His bodily hardness existed in a completely different realm from ordinary people.
Even Eiji had to admit his own defensive capabilities were far inferior. At the very least, he couldn't withstand multiple-supersonic slashes with only flesh and bone injuries.
His ascetic practices had allowed him to accumulate what would take humanity tens of thousands of years to achieve, accomplishing a miracle akin to species evolution!
Blazers truly cannot be measured by ordinary standards.
"The remaining strength you have should only be enough for one final strike."
Eiji raised his long blade, its tip pointing directly at Kurogane Ouma.
"I'll give you this opportunity. Come at me!"
Though enemies, he possessed an admirable spirit.
"I won't hold back."
Kurogane Ouma lifted his head, divine light seeming to brew within his eyes.
His fighting spirit rose to its highest point yet.
"BOOM!"
Immense magical power erupted from him as the center, then poured entirely into the nodachi in his hands!
The density of that magical power formed a veritable gale, even refracting light to make his figure appear indistinct like a mirage!
He hadn't suppressed his wounds precisely because he wanted to channel all his magical power into this final strike!
Upon the blade, violent winds surged intensely.
Chaotic air currents howled throughout the entire arena, the gale force making it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open!
Holding nothing back!
Giving everything!
As a pure ascetic pursuing strength!
"—Kusanagi (Severing Moon Heavenly Dragon Claw)!"
Kurogane Ouma roared with a voice like a raging storm.
The hurricane descended like a colossal sword, strikingly similar to the legendary dragon's claw from myths!
Under that strike, any steel, rock, or flesh would be cleaved apart as easily as splitting bamboo—without any exception!
This was Kurogane Ouma's full-powered sword strike.
A strike that poured all of his magical power into it, holding nothing back!
"Protect the audience, now!"
Shinguuji Kurono's expression changed abruptly as she urgently shouted toward the spectator stands.
At the same time, over a dozen Blazers rose from various spots around the audience seats, joining forces to deploy a massive barrier that enveloped the combat area.