"Come on, I'm here! Second Class League Game 2! I will send you the facts from Emily O'Hara, Class B, Unit 37!
Four days after that - Elvis game day came again.
The playing field has been increased and overcrowded before.
A large audience was packing up to see the rumored 'Prince Genius' game at a glance.
Much of it, it's just a matter of interest. It would be a must-see mountain.
Class league games are an important educational system for the college, as well as entertainment for the students.
That's why we have a flashy reality.
But some don't.
Those who explore Elvis' tactics.
Not just the same second-grade students, but first-grade students, also paid attention to Elvis.
Because in the near future, we are very likely to be fighting in the same league.
Me, Phil, and Ruby are also the people who took Elvis for information.
The fabric for this has already been struck...
"Windsor level two has now appeared on the playing field! Whoa, cheers from the audience! Beautiful boy with no complaints in addition to his status as a prince, and even overwhelming strength! This popularity is about nodding too! Windsor Level 2, which will be the 2nd Battle of Enrollment, can you decorate White Star again!?
Today, it shouldn't be that easy.
Four days after that, everyone's been building up research.
Most importantly...
'Come on, the game is about to start! Windsor Level 2 is winning the Strength Test on admission, as well as the first match the other day and then just after the game starts! I can't even look away for a moment - Yikes!!
Needless to say, we focused on Elvis and his opponents across the field.
And time is running out.
"Match - here we go!!
Moments later, behind Elvis emerges the Spirit, who flames and sways, looking like a neutral human being.
"Pimont of the disturbance to watch".
At the same time, you have a crater on the floor of the game field and your opponent is quickly crushed - that's the usual pattern.
But.
"Ahhh! Fast forward!
Elvis' opponents stuffed up their time before it did.
That's the current Elvis countermeasure.
I passed through Ruby and spread these rumors to the other second-degree students.
- Elvis' spiritual art cannot be narrowed down.
- So if you pack the distance, you won't be able to use it for fear of suicide bombing.
The point is, it's the same measure Azerea was hit with.
In fact, that atmospheric pressure attack shouldn't, in principle, be clever enough to take yourself off target alone.
Now Elvis has to hit another hand.
... Now, how do we get out...?
The opponent's man carries a dagger in both hands one at a time.
A form entirely dedicated to melee warfare.
There is also a difference in age with Elvis. Advantages and disadvantages due to stature should not be so negligible as to say how a genius prince......!
The dagger in his right hand was shaken - ripped open the sky.
The dagger on my left flashed quickly - tearing the sky apart.
Torn the sky.
Torn the sky.
Torn the sky.
I tore the air into the atmosphere, the void into the void, into nothing.
Two daggers.
Rolled out at an unnoticed speed.
But - still.
The blade does not reach Elvis' skin at once.
'Avoid, avoid, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck!!! Windsor level 2, avoid dagger onslaught and avoid it and avoid it!! Oh, my God! How is it possible for humans to do this?! I doubt my eyes now!!
I also know what makes you want to doubt your eyes.
It was like a dance to be played on the playing field.
Of course, opponents are desperate.
Trying to hit even one shot, increase speed, put in a feint, and be creative enough to cover the back a little bit -
Still, all of it is written on a piece of paper by Elvis.
But I don't think that's possible.
The frequency of daggers approaching is several times a second.
How is it really possible to keep track of all that and avoid it in the best possible motion?
Because I doubt that, I think...
It's like a dance, he said.
He said he seemed to be taking the decided steps from the beginning.
The opponent wonders if Elvis's predetermined choreography is just being bewitched.
"... it's that... I don't know what that means..."
Ruby grinned with a half-laughter look, but shuddered her voice.
I know what it's like to say that.
If you look at this, you can no longer even imagine the sight of Elvis collapsing under attack...
That's why I missed my gaze.
I wanted to put the terrible sight aside and reset my consciousness.
So.
It was by chance that I witnessed it.
"... na..."
Absolute sentence.
More than Elvis, who keeps avoiding attacks, there's a sight beyond comprehension.
In the sky, it was spreading.
Eyes.
A giant eye floats to cover the sky and looks down on this one.
Inconsistent mugging, it was a nightmare sight when I had a cold.
What the heck - that.
I'm not the only one seeing it.
Other audiences gradually notice the 'eyes' above them and start screaming and fingering.
"Whew! What, that's frightening!
"Wow..."
Ruby and Phil, too, look up at the sky and beckon.
One 'eye' overlooking heaven.
Its overwhelming intimidation stuck my breath.
Was' seen 'such an intimidating thing?
It's like being ruled by every being.
Then that 'eye' that sees everything is just going to rule the world -
- Yes, like a king.
As soon as I got that idea, I put my gaze back on the ground.
Still, on the playing field, Elvis keeps avoiding dagger strikes.
I watched Elvis once and for all.
Oh...... I knew it.
Elvis's guy - close your eyes!
Naturally, it's not an attack that you can abandon your vision and keep avoiding.
He has enough sensory abilities to throw away his vision.
That's probably the 'eye' in that sky.
Both during the Strength Test and in Game 1, Elvis put out the Spirit Incarnation (Avatar) shortly after the game began.
I thought it was to exaggerate my power, my existence - no.
It was to distract us from that 'eye'.
From the point of his strength test, Elvis had seen that the rank battle presented a look at the intelligence battle.
That's why I distracted myself from something more important by distracting myself from the impactful information that I was Roost the "Pimont of the Unrest to Watch".
Perhaps, that 'eye' is the nucleus of Elvis' spiritual art [kingship of strife].
If you're going to win over Elvis, you have to figure out a way to do something about that 'eye' -
While Elvis kept avoiding the dagger and the audience was staring at the sky, the time limit for the game approached.
"Ten seconds left! Are you going to end up like this - Huh!?
The blade can't even touch Elvis' uniform, and a second, two seconds and time go by...
The moment you have one second left.
Elvis turned around and stepped into his opponent's pocket, slamming his palm bottom into the dovetail.
"Time Arp!! As time runs out, you will enter the judgment of the remaining spiritual powers! More will be the winner, but this is-!? '
Everyone knew.
Which victory, etc.
"It's Windsor level two! Windsor Level 2 Judgment Win!! The palm bottom of the last has become the deciding factor! But more surprising than that, Windsor Level 2, what a lot of time, didn't let them touch one finger!! The Genius Prince was perfect on offense as well as defense. Ahhh!!
The spirit behind Elvis disappears, as does the 'eyes' above.
It was a triumph as if to show strength.
If I don't have a minute to myself, it's like letting everyone know.
But - rather, there was hope for me.
Elvis was working a small piece of work to hide his spiritual art.
That is proof that Elvis himself does not consider his spiritual art perfect.
Looking down from the audience at the blonde genius prince...
I got eyes on the lid.
"Oops, Windsor level two! Don't leave the playing field right away...... whoa!? Oops! Whoa, whoa!!
Elvis, who's been gazing at me...
Straight, towards this way, I'm going to poke my index finger.
'Windsor level two is pointing to something! It's at the end of my finger. Jack Lieber, this is level two! Just like Windsor Level 2, another Super Rookie who hasn't made Level 2 entrance in years!!
I can only think of one reason to point out my classmates, who are also competitors fighting at the same level, at this time now!!
This is a grand, declared war - WHAT!!!!
- Me and you, which one of you is stronger?
I laugh faintly.
Elvis, too, looked like he was laughing.
"Ji-kun?
I turn my back on Elvis and head for the exit.
"I'm going first. - It's time for me to play a game."
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"Pressure, pour, pour!! Earlier, I received a Windsor Level 2 declaration of war, Lieber Level 2! We showed overwhelming strength and dominated WW2!! And - Huh!?
After I cleaned up the game, I pulled out the "sword of the sword" I lowered to my hips.
Because it is painted silver, the brilliance of the morning burn color characteristic of the hihihi-irokane is hidden.
But now, that's enough.
"Ahhh! Finally, I pulled out a sword that I had never pulled out while lowering to my hips! I turned to Windsor Level 2 in the audience!!
This is just a declaration of "I'm seriously going to knock you down"!! I received the declaration of war for Lieber II and Windsor II head-on. Oh -!!!
Thus, this semester's Spiritual Academy Level 2 league begins to look different from normal years.
Me - Jack Lieber and Elvis-Kunz Windsor's big rookie showdown got a lot of attention, both in and out of school.