I've Got It!

Busujima Saeko was startled; this speed had exceeded her dynamic vision.

"God of Thunder's hammer!"

Dekomori Sanae leaped into the air, her swaying hair accompanied by a thunderous roar as she crashed down as heavily as if struck by a hammer.

The Thirteen Sword Techniques to Steal Life technique emphasizes offense over defense.

Busujima Saeko could only unleash her fastest sword-drawing technique, slashing towards the sky.

"Whoosh!"

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The instant the hammer clashed with the sword, a surge of electricity coursed through the blade and into his body.

The previously deadlocked forces suddenly broke the deadlock as the body became paralyzed.

Busujima Saeko immediately withdrew her strength and retreated. At the same time, Sanae Dekomori, who was Dekomori Sanae by the recoil, launched a second attack, and electricity burst from her body.

"1000 volts!"

Busujima Saeko body was already sluggish from the electric shock, was unable to dodge and had to take the hit head-on, her body emitting black smoke from the electric shock.

Is this all?

Dekomori Sanae landed gracefully on the ground, saying with a smug expression.

But at that moment, a Sword Qi aura slashed through the air, struck the invisible shield, and disappeared.

Standing still, the girl slightly tilted her head, a strand of hair had been cut off, but she still wore a confident smile.

"Looks like we can continue."

"Call..."

Busujima Saeko was panting heavily, looking exhausted, and her emotions were complicated.

She had relied entirely on her strong will to suppress the pain in her body and unleash this attack, but she hadn't expected it to be dodged.

The subsequent battle goes without saying; Dekomori Sanae, with her speed and attack range advantage, exhausted Busujima Saeko's stamina and won the victory.

After being treated by Hasegawa Izumi, Busujima Senpai recovered her strength and returned to her peak condition.

In the second match, it was Nibuya Morika who took the stage.

In this battle, Busujima Saeko lasted even less time.

Nibuya Morika demonstrated exquisite use of Kido techniques, seamlessly blending Hado and Binddo, making her appear like the ancient sorcerer she admired.

In the third battle, Busujima Saeko was plunged into despair.

Faced with an invisible double, she couldn't even retaliate; she could only rely on her inexplicable sense of danger to defend herself.

In this situation, she quickly revealed a weakness and was struck hard, falling to the ground.

Three consecutive losses.

Although she had expected that the Ability User who could gather with Izumi-kun would not be weak, Busujima Saeko's mood still inevitably soured.

The final battle.

Takanashi Rikka blinked, and within her blood-red pupils, two tomoe slowly rotated.

Then, to Busujima Saeko's horrified gaze, she used the same sword technique.

"Snap."

Something looks broken.

11

Chapter 11 I've figured it out!

The Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User the Sharingan to copy swordsmanship almost perfectly, from the way he swings his sword to the rhythm of his breathing.

This gave Busujima Saeko the feeling of fighting another version of herself, someone who even understood her swordsmanship better than she did, always choosing the best sword technique to counter her attacks, causing her to quickly fall into a disadvantageous position and eventually lose.

With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.

What's the point of all the swordsmanship I've learned over the years?

She looked at the hand holding the knife and murmured to herself.

After four consecutive defeats, her sword spirit was almost shattered.

Is the swordsmanship I once took such pride in really so insignificant in the face of an Ability User?

She seemed to grasp the despair in that person's heart.

Human joys and sorrows are not shared.

Compared to the ecstatic Busujima Senpai, the girls of the Far East Magic Society had a completely different feeling.

They had previously witnessed the battle between Busujima Senpai and the Club President; at that time, they had only recently mastered their abilities and considered themselves inferior.

Now, those who were once invincible have become their defeated opponents, which can be seen as a testament to their growth. Their mindset has been elevated, and they have become more well-rounded.

We've become stronger.

The girls exchanged excited glances, as if they were on the same wavelength.

Then, they received the praise they most desired.

"Excellent. It seems you haven't been slacking off lately; you've all been diligently cultivating, gaining a deeper understanding of the essence of spiritual energy, and your mastery of it has improved..."

Hasegawa Izumi clapped her hands.

The girls repeatedly said that it was all thanks to his excellent teaching.

"Well, do you realize how insignificant you are, Busujima Senpai?"

Natsukawa Masuzu approached Busujima Saeko, her eyes cold and somewhat arrogant.

"I do have many shortcomings."

Busujima Saeko lowered her head, her tone still relatively frank.

"So, before you plan your revenge, get a little stronger, lest you cause trouble for our Club President."

The Greedy Witch approached and whispered in her ear.

How to put it? From Hasegawa Izumi's perspective, it feels like a villainous character deliberately provoking the protagonist to become stronger.

"Alright, Club President, please point out our shortcomings in the battle just now!"

Turning her head, Natsukawa Masuzu squinted her eyes and put on a bright smile.

Several hours later, the club members left.

Hasegawa Izumi finally had some time alone with Busujima Senpai again.

"Busujima Senpai, are you alright?"

Do I look bad?

He carefully observed the senior's expression; her eyes narrowed, and her brows furrowed in a twisted smile.

They've all shown off their 'pretty good looks'!

"Senior, what do you think?"

He cleverly countered with another question.

"Actually... it's alright. After calming down, I accepted the result. After all, that was true extraordinary power. As an ordinary person, I only managed to enter this realm by chance with the help of Izumi-kun. Failure is normal."

Busujima Saeko took a deep breath, her tone returning to its usual gentleness.

"If that's what you think, then it's a real shame."

Hasegawa Izumi let out a soft sigh.

After repeated setbacks, Busujima Senpai has lost confidence in kendo.

This is indeed a very normal thing. The sharpness of a sword is easily broken once it has been sharpened, and few people become stronger after setbacks.

"What does Izumi-kun mean?"

Busujima Yako, frowning.

"Busujima Senpai, do you know what the pinnacle of kendo is?"

He changed the subject.

"Can everything in heaven and earth be a sword? But a sword is just a sword; the way of the sword cannot achieve that."

She remembered something she had heard before.

"Senior, you may have misunderstood something... In my eyes, there is no distinction between high and low among the myriad paths in the world. The way of the sword can also reach the divine. Whether it is the power of nature or anything else, it can be comprehended and used. One sword can create all laws, and one sword can break all laws. It is nothing more than that."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

At that moment, Busujima Saeko seemed to see a galaxy in those eyes, encompassing all living beings.

Although it was absurd, she believed it, or rather, was willing to believe it.

"But even so, it's still too unrealistic for me. Only Izumi-kun could do it."

She closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.

"A person's strength comes from their belief; when you believe you've reached your limit, then you truly have reached your limit..."

Hasegawa Izumi repeated a sentence she had said before.

"Like right now, senior, did you ever imagine you could become this strong?"

"Oh yeah, I'd forgotten."

Busujima Saeko suddenly realized that she had become much stronger than before without even noticing, and her once astonishing abilities were no longer surprising.

At this moment, she regained her confidence, but still had some reservations.

"But no matter how powerful my sword becomes, what if I face an ability like Takanashi-san's..."

"While Rikka's eyes are powerful, they're not as powerful as you imagine. In reality, she can only replicate movements that she can understand. If they exceed her physical capabilities or incorporate other powers, such as sword intent, she's powerless to do so. After all, it's just a side effect of those 'Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King'."

"I see, thank you for your explanation, Izumi-kun."

At this point, Busujima Saeko finally broke into a bright smile.

Destruction precedes reconstruction; re-enter the Sword Heart Realm!

"Senior, you've been an opponent who has amazed me. I hope you can go even further on the path of kendo."

"Words are no proof, so let me demonstrate the profound mysteries of sword intent to you, senior."

How much you can learn depends on your comprehension.

Hasegawa Izumi took a sip of warm tea, then stood up.

"I am honored to witness Izumi-kun's divine swordsmanship."

Busujima Saeko followed her outside.

Standing in the courtyard.

Hasegawa Izumi gripped her sword, freely displaying her swordplay with fluid, graceful movements, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

"Judging from the movements, it seems to be a very basic routine..."

Busujima Saeko's gaze was fixed intently.

That's why, after seeing the surface at first glance, she noticed other aspects.

The person wielding the sword gave her a constantly shifting 'temperament,' sometimes like a gentle spring rain, sometimes like a scorching sun, sometimes like a chilling autumn wind, sometimes like a cruel winter wind, just like the changing seasons.

There are no colorful sword techniques, no dazzling Sword Qi energy, only pure 'intention'.

"So this is sword intent..."

With the sword sense that had been praised by Hasegawa, she gradually gained some understanding, and then became immersed in it. Her eyes slowly lost focus, and only a sword remained in her mind.

After a long while, dawn broke.

The swordsman had already left.

The silent figure slowly opened its eyes.