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He turned his head sharply to look at Saeko Busujima's resolute profile.
Getting in the way?
Yeah... In my current state, what else can I do besides venting my emotions?
It will only worry the minister and Zhou Jun, and disappoint my colleagues.
Was the purpose of Zhou Jun's special arrangement of this battle simply to make me display my weakness and incompetence in front of the enemy?
Do not!
Absolutely not!
Kiba Yuto's chest heaved violently. He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, the bloodshot in his eyes had faded, leaving only a cold resolve.
He stretched out his hand and made a grasping motion in the air towards the ground.
In an instant, all those chaotic demonic swords turned into specks of light and vanished.
Instead, a simple, long-bladed knight's sword appeared in his hand.
The sword was imbued with solidified magic, its sharpness concealed.
His entire demeanor transformed from that of a raging lion into that of a calm yet deadly cheetah.
He raised his head, looked directly at Irina Zifang, and gave a cold smile.
Anyone can talk trash.
"I wonder if the sword in your hand, like your mouth, is just all bark and no bite!"
"You only know your own strengths and weaknesses after you've fought them!"
Before he could finish speaking, Kiba Yuuto's figure had already transformed into a black lightning bolt!
[Lightning Speed]!
He pushed the knight's speed to its limit, cracking the ground with his stomping, and charged straight toward Irina with an indomitable momentum!
"Well done!"
Irina's disdain vanished, replaced by the excitement of battle.
The golden soft sword in her hand moved like a serpent emerging from its hole, drawing a tricky arc as it met Kiba Yuto's sword.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Saeko Busujima watched as Yuto Kiba rushed out and chuckled with satisfaction.
She slowly drew the sword "Murasame" from her waist; the blade reflected an eerie, cold light in the white light of the space.
She turned her gaze to Xenovia, who had been watching her intently from beginning to end.
"Then, Miss Sister."
Saeko Busujima's smile turned bloodthirsty and fanatical; she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked her lips.
"Let's start fighting too."
"I can't ask for it!"
Xenovia growled, raising the massive sword that was completely disproportionate to her petite frame. The terrifying, holy aura of the [Holy Sword of Destruction] erupted as she slashed down at Saeko Busujima!
That aura seemed to cleave the entire space in two!
when!
The crisp yet piercing metallic clang echoed throughout the arena.
Kiba Yuuto's knight's sword clashed precisely with Irina's soft sword, creating a visible shockwave.
Meanwhile, facing Xenovia's devastating attack, Saeko Busujima advanced instead of retreating.
With her feet moving in a strange footwork, her body turned to the side at an incredible angle, and the Murasame sword in her hand transformed into a streak of light, precisely slashing at the broad side of the Destruction Holy Sword.
boom!
The greatsword's slashing trajectory was forcibly deflected, crashing heavily onto the arena floor and creating a huge crater.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
Having missed her first attack, Xenovia didn't linger and immediately retreated, distancing herself from Saeko Busujima, her face filled with seriousness.
What incredible speed! What a cunning swordsmanship!
This woman is no ordinary person!
In the audience, Sona pushed up her glasses, her eyes behind the lenses gleaming with a data-like light.
"Amazing. Saeko Busujima's swordsmanship has transcended the realm of mere skill; it's more like an instinct. Every step, every strike, is so precise it's as if it's been calculated a million times, yet it's also full of wild beauty."
Rias felt a little relieved. She looked at Kiba Yuuto, who was now fully engaged in battle, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face.
"Yu-Dou, you can do it."
Only Greta Daquata looked more pale than ever before.
She stared intently at the four people in the room, her heart churning with turmoil.
The intelligence is completely wrong!
The magical power that Kiba Yuuto unleashed when he lost control of his emotions far exceeded the level that an ordinary reincarnated demon knight should have!
The woman named Saeko Busujima was neither a demon, nor an angel, nor a fallen angel.
She didn't possess any aura of supernatural power; she was just a human!
How could a mere human, relying solely on swordsmanship, actually manage to directly confront Xenovia, who wields the [Destruction Holy Death Sword]?
how can that be!
Griselda's gaze involuntarily shifted to the man who remained calm throughout, as if watching a play.
Zhou Ye.
Was all of this within your calculations?
No, it's not just about calculations.
Were all these monstrous people trained by him?
This man, the power he represents, the potential he possesses…
For the first time, Griselda felt a chill rise up her spine.
This time, it seems the church has provoked someone it absolutely shouldn't have.
Zhou Ye felt her gaze, turned his head, and gave her a bright, harmless smile.
But to Griselda, that smile was more terrifying than the whispers of a demon.
Chapter 180 The Lost Holy Sword Wielder
Inside the arena, swords clashed.
Saeko Busujima's sword is as fast as a startled swan, yet as steady as a rock.
Chop, thrust, parry, twist, block, push, and parry—every basic sword technique is transformed into a deadly art in her hands. Her "Muramasame" always appears at the most tricky angles, deflecting, redirecting, or even countering Xenovia's wide-ranging slashes in the most energy-efficient way.
The more Genovia fought, the more alarmed she became.
Her Holy Sword of Destruction is renowned for its power and destructive force; each strike contains divine power capable of shattering rock. However, against her opponent, this power is like a heavy hammer striking cotton—utterly ineffective.
Her opponent's blade, like a persistent leech, always managed to stick to her sword, using a strange force to deflect her attacks.
"You woman!" Xenovia's sweeping attack was easily deflected by Saeko Busujima with the back of her blade. Using the momentum, she retreated, her anger surging. "All you do is hide like an insect!"
"Your swordsmanship is too clumsy." Saeko Busujima's voice carried a hint of enjoyment in the battle. "You have strength, but no soul. You're just wielding a sharp piece of iron."
"How dare you insult my lord's holy sword!"
Xenovia was utterly enraged. She abandoned any attempt at a melee with Saeko Busujima, raised her greatsword high with both hands, and a resolute glint flashed in her blue eyes.
Divine power poured into the greatsword without reservation!
The true power of the Holy Sword of Destruction - Excalibur Destruction is activated!
It wasn't aimed at Saeko Busujima, but rather slammed heavily onto the ground beneath her feet!
"boom--!"
An invisible pressure erupted from the sword, shaking the entire arena. The white bricks beneath Saeko Busujima's feet instantly turned to dust, creating a massive crater over five meters in diameter!
The immense force even affected the stability of space, creating a temporary gravitational field.
However, just a moment before that power erupted, Saeko Busujima had already touched the ground with her toes, her body as light as a weightless feather, and leaped high into the air, perfectly dodging the powerful area suppression.
Looking down at the panting Genovia and the massive 700 crater below, her smile grew increasingly fervent.
"Gravity suppression? Is this how the [Holy Sword of Destruction] is used?"
Saeko Busujima's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
"What a waste! Your holy sword is weeping."
"Oh wow, Saeko's sarcasm is absolutely devastating. She's completely negated the other person's worth." Zhou Ye, watching from the audience, shook his head. "This 'Saintess' is probably going to have a heart attack from all this anger."
Rias watched the arena nervously and whispered, "Saeko... she'll be alright, won't she? That's a holy sword after all..."
"Don't worry." Zhou Ye patted the back of her hand reassuringly, "Didn't you see? Saeko is teaching her how to use a sword. It's free, you know."
The battlefield on the other side was equally fierce.
Kiba Yuto has completely shaken off his previous trauma. His knight's sword is as fast as lightning, and every thrust is precisely aimed at Irina Shidou's weakness.
The Mimicry Holy Sword in Irina's hand is ever-changing, sometimes appearing as a tough whip, sometimes as a pair of sharp swords, but no matter how it changes, Kiba Yuuto always anticipates it and breaks through it with even greater speed.
"Why is your sword so fast?!" Irina exclaimed in disbelief as she frantically parried the attack.
She was well aware of the characteristics of a demon knight, but the speed of the man in front of her had exceeded her understanding of the "knight" class!
"Because," Kiba Yuto's figure left afterimages as he moved at high speed, his voice coming from all directions, "what I bear is not just the weight of myself!"
He stopped abruptly and planted his knight's sword in the ground.
"【Creation of the Demon Sword】!"