The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

I defeated Garius in the first round-the second round that follows.

"Yachi no Sword-Yatagarasu!"

"Nup!?, But ..."

Lightning fast at the same time, the opponent sank in just three seconds.

"Rommerdo-Gora is unable to fight! @ Allen-Roadrut winner!"

When the live commentary declared victory or defeat, the Arena was shrouded in disturbing air.

"Oh, hey, hey ... what's that guy ... isn't it too strong?"

"Anyway, it's fast and strong ..."

"If you lose next time ... What's our loss ...?"

Let's exaggerate the live commentary as if to fuel the air.

"In the castle of Vesteria, a famous swordsman is indeed a two-time defeat !? A mysterious foreign swordsman, Allen-Rordle !? Who is he? Oh, oh !?"

While such strange air was flowing, I was staring at my palm.

(Wondering power is coming up .... In this case, I can go ...)

"Well, this is the final match for today's special match! The last is this person! The commander of the Royal Guard's exclusive guards! Claude Stroganoff!"

At the end of the announcement, Claude appeared from the east gate in front.

"Kuu, Claude Oh oh!"

"Thank you! I only rely on you already ...!"

"Please bury Nikkin Allen-Roddle ...!"

The audience seats were the most exciting today.

As expected, it is a terrible popularity of the SS Commander.

"Hentai monster bug ..... I guess I'm not going to do this ...... it was unexpected."

"... Is you last, Claude?"

"Hm. Be prepared. I'll give you plenty of borrowed yesterday ...!"

That's why she pulled out the sword even though it was not yet started.

Combined with yesterday's case, the motivation seems more than sufficient.

"Now! This is the start of the final game today! Are you ready for both ?!"

Simultaneous with the start signal.

"Haou-Ryu-Gougeki!"

Mr. Claude squeezed the space with me in an instant and released the cut-down from the top.

(After all, did you come ...?)

I was predicting this behavior from her aggressive character,

"--Hah!"

I intercepted with a sword with enough acceleration in the sheath.

Each other's swords collide violently and sparks soar.

"Well, shit! ... what a ridiculous power ...!?"

"How about that ...!"

"Wow !?"

I won the battle, and went half a step ahead to pursue the pursuit.

But,

"-Don't lick!"

She flipped in a streamlined and lean motion and fired a sharp, horizontal stroke.

"What?"

I was leaning forward and took a quick backstep-avoiding that blow.

(…… skillful)

The connection between techniques is exquisite.

It seems that Claude's defense cannot be broken with the slightest “breaking” like today.

"Well, it's a good useless response ..."

"Claude was a wonderful body kid."

"Fun!"

Then we developed a fierce sword fight.

Her sword is faithful to the basics.

Whether it's undercut or Yokoginagi shown earlier-each of the basic actions is a beautiful sword that is as sophisticated as an example.

Furthermore,

"Hao-ryu-Destruction!"

"Guh !?"

There was a certain strength among the delicate and precise.

This sharpened swordplay must have been acquired at the end of severe training.

But, but-.

"--Huh!"

"Guu ...!?"

There was a big difference between each other's physical abilities.

(I can go ... I can push it out ...

(How powerful is this guy ...?! Is he really the same person ...?!?)

Strength is the basis of all swordsmanship.

If the skills are almost equal-the simple difference in muscle strength is what matters.

"Hmm!"

My robe cut,

"... Kuh, damn !?"

Mr. Claude was pushed by his power and blew greatly back.

"... perverted insect"

She was passive while rolling on the ground, completely killing the shock.

-Immediately after that I got up and held my sword-I'm not overlooking this big gap.

"Ichi no Sword-Tokage!"

As one of the pursuits, release a flying shadow that can be set unilaterally from a long distance.

"Flying slashes ...?!?"

She managed to cancel the approaching slash-it's just a diversion.

"It's gone ...?"

"--Back."

"Now !?"

I made Tokage a cover, and took Claude's back.

"Sakuraka Ichiryu Mystery: Kyokazazan!"

Four strikes from left and right, like a mirror match-eight slashes attack her.

"Guh ... hey !?"

She shot down five slashes with phenomenal reaction and sword speed, but ...

Pia was unable to handle everything from that position, and suffered three slashes on his right shoulder, abdomen, and thighs.

But,

(……Just as expected)

All are shallow.

She opened her eyes to the last minute, cut off the slashing, and twisted her body in order to avoid profoundly.

"Hello, you ..."

Ms. Claude, who was injured, jumped far behind and kept a distance.

He seemed to have blood rising for a moment, but he took a deep breath and recovered his calm.

"... I'm sorry, but it doesn't seem to be just a judge."

She mutters with a look like crushing a worm.

"... I'm not a judge at all."

I corrected it for the time being ... but it won't be very effective

"You, as a person, are the worst metamorphosis dobworms-it's no exaggeration to say" the enemy of a woman ", but the Allen-Rodol swordsman-deserves respect."

"……Thanks"

I'm not sure if you're being praised or offended ...

"I'm sorry for that ... Allen. You don't have" talent. "

Mr. Claude affirmed.

"... it's quite clear."

I know best that I have no swordsmanship.

However, when I say this to my face ... it's a bit tight.

"I'm sorry, but this is true. I have been leading the SS since I was ten years old, and my swordsman has taught slightly more than 50,000, so I am confident in seeing the swordsman's talent. There is.- I affirm, you cannot learn soul dress. "

She said so as to stab her.

"Your 'effort' is certainly marvelous. Despite being such a talented person, it is an excellent swordsman who plays the same sword fight against me, a well-trained body. Probably more than ten years (...) He must have survived hellish training, and his mental power that deviates from that common sense is no longer a "monster."

To be precise, it's a billion years (...), but ... well, that would be nice.

"But there's never going to be a great swordsman."

Ms. Claude continued in a light tone.

"The strength of a swordsman depends heavily on the power of his soul. This is a common sense in this world."

"... well, of course you know."

"If you can't master your soul, you'll probably keep trying until you die. It's a painful path of shura ... but you'll surely get it done. But at the end is" nothing. Just betting waits for the desperate reality of 'I could not learn soul dress'. ''

"……That may be the case"

Only a handful of excellent swordsmen can express their souls.

And a handful of them ... I wouldn't be in it.

"If you can walk the path of hell, let's stop here-cut off the path of your sword."

That's it, she pushed her right hand forward.

"Breath (Avio Troup)>!"

At that moment, a swinging sword appeared from an empty space.

Long blade-a sword called choto.

"..."

"Oh, this is 'talent'"

She replied shortly and quickly cut the stone pavement on the stage three times.

Three emblems of pale light emerged there.

(……what?)

At the next moment, a part of the stone pavement made a crackling sound and changed its appearance.

The fist-sized stone goes to the swallow and the crow.

A stone as large as a barrel has transformed into an owl.

"Cheech jichi!"

"Guagh ...!"

"Fluororo ...!"

They cried as if they were alive, and flew freely around her.

"This is ... what is the ability of the operation system ...?"

"Huh, what? I'm not so sweet that I'll bother to teach my abilities."

Speaking of that, Claude turned the cutting edge of the long sword here.

"Let's go-Allen-Roaldru!"

"-Come on!"

The actual performance starts here.

Here is the final battle ...