Contact-Type Cast Jamming

"I will definitely defend the stone tablet well, Koushu, you can go ahead without worry!"

Jumonji Takeshi and another student from First High School stood in front of their own stone tablet, making a promise to Kudo Mitsunobu.

"Okay, Xiao Gang, keep an eye on George Shion's movements. If he breaks into the battlefield, you take him down."

"Yes!"

Just as both teams were waiting for the starting bell to ring, an elderly man appeared in the uppermost stands, prompting all the members of the Tournament Committee to stand up and pay their respects.

"Mr. Kudou, you've come to watch the game live!"

Retsu Kudou, who usually watches the games on a screen in the VIP room at the conference headquarters, suddenly appeared in the guest seats.

"Well, after all, it's my son competing against a kid from the Ichijo Family, so I figured the atmosphere would be better if we watched it live."

Retsu Kudou nodded in response to the conference committee members who were rising to greet him, and then sat down in the leather chair that had just been hastily prepared for him.

"It is our honor to watch your grandson's match with you."

The signal to start the match rang out, Ichijo Masaki was already prepared, raised his CAD and pulled the trigger three times in a row.

A long-range magical attack.

The distance between the two sides is approximately 600 meters.

This distance can definitely be considered long-range, as it exceeds the effective range of pistols and submachine guns. Only long-range firearms like sniper rifles can achieve accurate shooting at this distance.

Three magic circles simultaneously formed above, to the right rear, and to the left front of Kudo Mitsunobu.

However, Kudo Mitsunobu seemed oblivious to the three attacks that were already poised to strike him, and continued to stroll leisurely toward Ichijo Masaki.

"Damn it, so this is the Kudo Family's [Parade of Disguise]! They're really troublesome."

Ichijo Masaki watched helplessly as his three compressed air bullets pierced through Kudo Mitsunobu's body and slammed into the ground.

The three craters in the ground proved that he had indeed been attacking, and wasn't just firing blanks.

Unsuspecting viewers might think that Kudo Mitsunobu used self-acceleration just before the compressed air bullet hit him to dodge the attack.

But he knew very well that wasn't the case.

[The Parade of Disguise]—this was information he had specifically obtained by calling his father yesterday. Although his father's description already suggested a tricky situation, the reality of encountering it was far more challenging than he had imagined.

"I'm out of options, let's try the method my dad taught me!"

Having found himself in Ichijo Masaki bit his lip and decided to try the solution that Ichijo Goryu Takare had given him.

I picked up the CAD file again.

This attack involved far more attacks than the last one, and Ichijo Masaki's finger was still constantly pulling the trigger, while new magic circles were continuously forming in the air.

"9, 10, 13."

Kudo Mitsunobu still had the leisure to count how many attacks were aimed at the phantoms he had prepared.

"It seems someone taught him how to find my true form."

Of course, this Ichijo Masaki released more than just these dozen or so attacks; the number of magic circles condensed in the air had long exceeded thirty.

His attack this time was a wide-range sweeping fire, attempting to pinpoint his location through relentless bombardment.

This can be considered one of the drawbacks of the [Parade of Disguise] class, as the phantoms created cannot be more than ten meters away from him.

From the current attack angle, there are two attacks that could hit him.

"There's no other way!"

For the first time since entering the arena, Kudo Mitsunobu activated his CAD, aiming the gun at the magic circle that was targeting him. Two blue electric currents shot out and collided with the air bullets in mid-air.

A deafening explosion rang out in the air, and a slight look of relief appeared on Ichijo Masaki's anxious face.

For the first time since he hadn't even figured out his opponent's location, he discovered his true target.

The distance had been reduced to about 400 meters, Kudo Mitsunobu could now see Ichijo Masaki's facial expression.

"Want to relax? Aren't you overthinking it?"

Kudo Mitsunobu's lips curled into a smile as he pointed his gun at Ichijo Masaki.

The instant the trigger was pulled, dozens of arcs of electricity erupted from the muzzle of Kudo Mitsunobu's gun.

The azure arc of electricity, like a twisting electric snake in the air, sped toward Ichijo Masaki at a speed of 100 meters per second.

Targeted by the electric snake, Ichijo Masaki quickly activated CAD to block all the attacks.

Unlike the current emitted earlier, the current in these arcs is only enough to paralyze the human body and does not possess any powerful destructive force.

"What an exciting battle!"

Sitting in the stands, Kitayama Shizuku couldn't help but speak up.

The scene of electric currents colliding with compressed air bullets on the field captivated her, and the calm and composed expression of the blond boy on the field during such an intense match also made her heart race.

"Yes!"

Mitsui Honoka parted her cherry lips slightly, and said with some surprise.

As a huge fan of "Monolith Code the Monolith Code", Kitayama Shizuku watches the Nine Schools Competition every year. As her friend, she has naturally been dragged along many times.

But she had never seen such an intense competition before. As a member of the Light Element family, she was actually better able to see the movement of particles in the air.

A storm of thoughts swirled in the air, accompanied by the deafening roar of clashing magic.

These scenes were enough to capture the attention of someone like her, whose emotions outweighed her reason.

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Chapter Sixty: Contact-Type Cast Jamming