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

I who defeated Claude's

"Huh oh oh oh!"

I started running to settle this battle.

"Come, don't get close, oh ...!"

She made a bunch of bombs in a hurry to prevent it-and fired them all at once.

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More than twenty swallows and crows.

"Huh!"

I cut it off one after another.

A small series of blasts shoots the whole body, but heat waves, blasts and stone shards now feel no pain.

"This is a monster!"

Mr. Claude, who realized that the bomb would not work, immediately switched his mind and challenged a pure negotiation.

The combination of the Haou-ryu, which has a strong blow, and the long sword, which can easily carry weight, is powerful.

But with simple swordsmanship and physical abilities-I will win!

"-That's it!"

"Guh !?"

My rounding up breaks Claude's guard.

Although she didn't let go of her sword, her hands were completely lifted--exposing her empty torso.

"Oops!?"

Mr. Claude's torso, which is now empty.

"This is the end ...?!"

At the time of trying to release the last blow-I felt "unusual."

I jumped down in a hurry and looked down at my hand.

"Th-This is……!?"

If you look, the root of the blade seems to have been melted with acid, and it was almost broken.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of a swash from inside the sword.

(What's going on ...?!?)

While I was puzzled, the sword melted at a glance, and finally-the blade dropped to the ground with Potri.

This sword can no longer be used.

(Is this also Claude's soul dressing ability ...?!?)

... No, no.

If you look closely, you'll see that something like white powder is in the blade.

(The only person who does this is "that person ...")

When I raised my face-Majesty Gris, sitting in a grandstand, distorted her face.

(Guhahahaha ... !! At last, you noticed or a fool! Your sword is loaded with a powerful medicine that reacts to “heat” and emits strong acid! It works best with Claude's bomb! That's why I said, "I can never win you!"

This reaction ... This preparation seems to have been ordered by His Majesty.

(Damn ... mm. If you want to win, do you go this far ...?)

When I looked back, Claude had a complicated expression.

(…… the work of His Majesty, maybe he was working on all the weapons in the waiting room ……)

She noticed her gaze and opened her mouth weakly.

"... It's not what I want to win with such a sneaky hand."

And

"But this body has already been dedicated to Leah-sama .... To protect your Highness, let's do whatever sneaky things ...!"

She said clearly with a determined face.

"Well, that's fine."

Just like I have my resolution, Claude has Claude's resolution.

"Allen, you did really well. He was a great swordsman far beyond my imagination, but now that he has lost his sword ... he has no chance of winning.-Give up and surrender. I don't want to slash with my bare hands ... "

She turned the cutting edge of the long sword to this, with a bad expression.

(Sure, in this situation where I have lost my sword, my victory is hopeless ...)

However,

"Mr. Claude .... I'm about to lose my sword-do you think I'll give up?"

What about it?

I've always been fighting in overwhelming disadvantages.

A duel with Dodrier at Gran Swords Academy.

There was an isolated difference between a genius swordsman and a failed swordsman.

Death fight with Mr. Sido at Daigo Holy Festival.

Natural physical ability and powerful soul dress, far superior opponent.

A match against the chairman in the club war.

There was a big difference in the skills of pure swordsmanship.

(I was always a challenger, a reckless fight ...)

Even this time is just an extension of that.

Then

"Allen, it's okay ..... it's enough .... It's suicide to fight Claude without a sword ...! I don't want to see you hurt anymore ..."

Lear watching the battle under the stage, she cried with tears around her eyes.

"... Well, can I hear one?"

"What, what?"

"What do you want to do with rear?"

"……e?"

"I ... I want to be with you. I'll always continue to-enhance each other's swordsmanship."

I clearly spoke of my wishes, and quietly waited for Leah's answer.

"Wow, I want to be with Allen ... I want to be with you forever! ...!"

She said loudly and clearly.

"I see ... thank you"

Enough.

That's enough for me to fight.

"... I'll go, Claude."

"You are sane ...?"

"Yes. I will win you-get a life with Lear. No matter what ... absolutely!"

No matter how desperate it is-never give up.

After experiencing billions of years in hell, I know that the importance of not giving up is better than anyone.

"... I guess your opponent is your bare hand, but you will not forgive the enemy who is coming?

"Well, I want it."

My eyes and Claude's eyes mixed, and she quietly shook her head.

"... I can't see it. Let's reverse the previous statement-you deserve the respect as a swordsman and, above all, as a" man "!"

She praised her for letting go,

"Respond to your heart-intercept with my strongest sword!"

The sword was held horizontally and the cutting edge was pointed here.

The tight air dominates the Arena.

And

"Woooooooooooo!"

"Huh oh oh oh!"

I and Claude started running at the same time.

"Happiness!"

I put out my whole right straight,

"Hao Ryu's Mystery: Ha Ryu Blade King!"

She released a sword cut making full use of the advantage of the long sword.

The blows with each other's feelings intersect.

However,

(... shit)

After all …… I do not reach.

Right arm and long sword-The difference in range is obvious.

Before my fist reaches, her sword will cut me down.

"Allen ..."

I heard a screaming rear voice.

(Yet ... yeah, still from here ...)

Extend your arms.

Kick the ground.

Squeeze out all the power ...

(Fast, fast, fast, fast, fast ...)!

For a few seconds in the comma-ahead of the moment ...

Absolutely win ...

"Uoooooooooooooooooooooo!"

(That's stupid, accelerated from this state !? Avoid-Impossible. Defense? Impossible .... Death? -No, not yet!) "

The moment the blows cross each other.

"Explore-!"

She exploded her soul.

"Wow !?"

"Gaga ...!?"

The sudden explosion caused us to be blown away.

I'm already used to the explosion

"..."

Quickly get passive and rebuild your posture.

Mr. Claude, on the other hand, may not have been passive enough to respond.

Rolled like a ball on a cobblestone.

"Guh ..."

She manages to stand up with her trembling legs while breathing on her shoulder.

(Why a suicide bomb there ... ?? Misjudgment ...?)

She must know well that an explosion can't be an effective hit against me.

Actually, I'm almost intact even after the current explosion.

On the other hand, Claude was exposed to heat waves and blasts, and his breath seemed to be extinct.

If you look at it, it's clear that the body has had a number of tears and has taken considerable damage.

And above all-her long sword has been broken in half.

(Anyway, this is a chance ...)

The next moment when you have solidified your fist in order to take advantage of a thousand chances.

"... this will surrender."

"……e?"

"... you're the winner, Allen-Rodol"

Claude said, and let go of the broken long sword.

Immediately after that,

"This is the end here! Claude-Stroganoff has declared surrender! Therefore, the winner of today's special match is Allen-Rordol!"

When the live comment proclaimed victory or defeat-a small applause came from the audience.

It gradually grew and eventually turned into a giant one like a ground noise.

"It's great ...! It's a battle, it's a fight ...!"

"Oh no doubt! It was the best duel ever!"

"I'm gonna do that, Allen-Rodol!"

An enormous shout of applause and finger whistle.

Thus, I succeeded in defeating the three swordsmen released by His Majesty Gris.