The mask ZERO had so carefully prepared shattered with a crack!
He could not even see how he had been sent flying.
His entire body became a black meteor, tracing a graceful arc at an even greater speed than he had approached, sailing straight out of the ring and slamming into a distant wall with a thud, where he lost consciousness.
Once again, the entire venue fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded, at the man in the ring as he slowly lowered his leg and struck his classic "Nice Guy" pose again.
From the start of the match to its end.
The time elapsed...
Was not even one second.
[Winner-Might Guy!!!]
Only when the system's announcement rang out did the spectators snap out of their daze, erupting in cheers mingled with laughter and amazement!
Inside the box.
Perona, Fubuki, and Hinata all had their little mouths open in an O, their faces blank.
That was it?
What happened to his "absolute power of command"?
What happened to his "surefire way to win"?
Ye Chuan leisurely lifted his black tea, took a sip, and offered his final assessment:
"So, there you have it."
"Against absolute speed, any flashy trick that requires chanting or charging up is nothing but useless juggling."
As the figures of the next two contestants slowly appeared in the ring, the atmosphere throughout the Arena grew rather peculiar.
Because in this match, the two contestants' dispositions were so similar, yet entirely different.
[Seventh match:] [From the Soul Reaper universe-Substitute Soul Reaper: Ichigo Kurosaki!] [VS] [From the Demon Slayer universe-Demon Slayer Corps swordsman: Tanjiro Kamado!]
On one side of the ring.
Stood a boy with a scar on his forehead and sun-patterned hanafuda earrings hanging from his earlobes.
His eyes were clear, his bearing