Are These Two Probably Super Saiyans?!

"A school of thought I've never heard of..."

A glint of light flashed in Okita Soji's eyes. "In that case, it's my turn to make the attack."

As he spoke, he slightly adjusted the Wooden Sword in his hand, pointing the tip directly at Fujino's left eye.

"The Heiqing Eye, Okita Soji's signature move."

Fujino glanced at the opponent's sword moves with interest. "Same name, even the same sword moves, interesting."

"Yes, after all, I am the sixth Okita Soji. Here you go!"

Okita Soji spoke, he struck the opponent's Wooden Sword.

Fujino used his left leg to quickly stand up, pulled the Wooden Sword back, and then slashed horizontally with a backhand.

Okita Soji then stood up and moved to the right, dodging the backhand slash.

At the same time, he gripped the Wooden Sword tightly and thrust it towards Fujino's mask.

Fujino noticed that the other party had anticipated his prediction.

Then, he turned to the side, his gaze fixed on the Wooden Sword that was only one centimeter away from his mask, and quickly retreated.

Okita Soji's offensive was not over yet.

After retracting the Wooden Sword Wooden Sword, he turned around and delivered another stabbing attack.

The Wooden Sword thrust forward in a crescent-shaped arc, aiming for Fujino's chest from bottom to top.

"Three-Stage Water Moon Stab..."

Fujino murmured, recognizing the opponent's move. He quickly raised his right hand and smashed the Wooden Sword that was thrust at him.

After blocking the opponent's thrust, Fujino quickly retreated.

He then swung the Wooden Sword from below him in a backhand slash, launching a counterattack.

Okita Soji swayed slightly as the Wooden Sword grazed past his front, before Fujino lifted it back to the middle of his upper body.

"Not bad!"

Seeing that his Three-Stage Water Moon Stab had been interrupted, Okita Soji did not continue his attack. He raised his Wooden Sword to the middle and confronted Fujino's Wooden Sword: "Interrupt my Water Moon Thrust, then use a backhand vertical slash to create distance, so that I can continue to perform the third thrust."

"Call..."

Fujino took a deep breath and looked directly at his opponent. "You're not bad either. You fought me to a standstill with your sword skills. Is this what they call talent?"

"Talent?"

Okita Soji laughed heartily, "Speaking of which, an old man once said that I was quite talented."

"It seems the only way is to crush them with sheer strength..."

Fujino murmured, his eyes slightly narrowed, the Wooden Sword in his hand hanging naturally, his gaze fixed on Okita Soji.

Okita Soji's swordsmanship gave him a sense of pressure.

This sense of pressure doesn't stem from feeling inferior to others.

Rather, it was Okita Soji, this prodigy, who seemed to learn from and see through his opponent's swordsmanship in every encounter.

That's terrifying.

No wonder Okita Soji a sword, was ranked as an A+ character by the old scoundrel Aoyama.

To defeat such an opponent, one would probably have to use a method like Kyogoku Makoto's, overwhelming the opponent with sheer physical strength and raw power.

Is it coming?

Okita Soji frowned, his expression turning serious.

Just as the other party lowered the Wooden Sword.

He suddenly felt a sense of oppression welling up from within.

He even vaguely sensed a black mist rising behind Fujino in front of him.

Murderous look?

How can this guy have a murderous aura? Isn't that something only people who have taken several lives have?

Rising Dragon Slash!

Before Okita could react, Fujino slammed his right foot into the ground, and in the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot like a ghost.

"Disappeared?!"

Okita Soji's pupils widened slightly in surprise.

Suddenly he felt a murderous intent surge up behind him.

Behind you!

Okita Soji realized what was happening and quickly turned around.

Suddenly, Fujino appeared from behind, his Wooden Sword slashing rapidly upwards in the shape of a full moon.

"Hateful!"

Okita Soji gritted his teeth slightly, suddenly feeling a surge of pressure.

He quickly brought the Wooden Sword in his hand to his front, blocking the attack.

"Bang!"

A loud bang followed.

Okita Soji's body was thrown into the air by this enormous force.

Beichen Leiya!

Fujino leaped forward, charging straight at Okita Soji, who had been launched into the air.

"Again?!"

Okita Soji adjusted his body in mid-air and was surprised to see the figure rushing towards him from the ground.

However, he quickly regained his composure, gripped the Wooden Sword tightly with both hands, and charged forward.

In less than a second, the two exchanged seven or eight slashes in mid-air, each strike colliding perfectly with the other.

"Snap!"

It was accompanied by a crisp, clear sound.

The Wooden Sword in their hands shattered almost simultaneously from their internal expansion.

Fujino originally intended to add a kick, but after realizing this wasn't a real match, he abandoned the idea.

"...?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Okita Soji's eyes.

As a kendo athlete, he has extremely high observational skills.

Fujino knew exactly where he was going to kick.

He felt that the other party was absolutely terrifying.

I suddenly felt a chill in my groin.

"Thump!"

The wooden scabbard fell to the ground.

The two landed at the same time.

Okita Soji performed several backflips to dissipate the impact of his fall, stopping just behind him at the edge of the white line.

Fujino, on the other hand, withstood the impact and slid backward a distance after landing before finally coming to a stop.

"..."

For a moment, the venue fell completely silent.

The referees standing around the field, observing the match, were also completely dumbfounded.

After all, what just happened was just too outrageous.

Several referees witnessed one of them use a teleport to flash behind the opponent, then slash the opponent into the air with a single blow, before rushing in to attack again, eventually destroying the Wooden Sword.

Even within the Conan World, this is perhaps a bit too far beyond the scope of the curriculum.

At least they rarely see them.

Is this still a kendo competition?

Is this something a human being could do?!

Are these two some kind of Super Saiyan?!

"Ahem!"

The referee was the first to recover, clearing his throat and announcing, "The match is suspended due to the breakage of the equipment used by both competitors!"

"Call..."

Okita Soji breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze towards Fujino somewhat complicated. "Hey, you weren't just about to use your foot..."

"I'm so sorry."

Fujino chuckled sheepishly, "I accidentally went too far and almost brought out my professional habits, but thankfully I managed to pull back in the end."

Okita Soji: "..."

Is this some kind of professional habit?!

What profession has a habit of causing someone to be childless and unable to have children?

If that kick had landed, things would have really gone horribly wrong!

"The game continues!"

At this moment, the referee brought over two more Wooden Sword and then shouted, "Contestants, please prepare!"

"Hey, Okita, how about a showdown?"

Fujino weighed the Wooden Sword in his hand and looked at Okita Soji opposite him. "If neither of us uses our full strength and we continue to fight, it would be a waste of time."

"Yes, continuing is indeed a waste of everyone's time."

Okita Soji took the Wooden Sword from the referee and nodded in agreement. "It seems you haven't used your full strength either. In that case, show me your full strength!"

The referee standing to the side. "..."

I feel like neither of you two takes me seriously.

He wanted to say that this was against the rules of the game.

But after thinking about it...

Alright, alright, I'll stop rambling.

If one of those two beasts gets angry and 'accidentally' slashes him, he'll probably die on the spot.