readytorunbook Chapter 743 - 743
Chapter 743 - 743
The silver-haired beauty shifted her gaze toward the chaotic battle arena.Perhaps because they were being controlled by the same person, the Sword God and Twin-Wings coordinated with flawless synergy—one striking with a sword, the other with a blade—forcing Eiji into a continuous retreat.
"They do seem rather well-matched…"
Edelweiss found herself nodding subtly.
There were many exceptional individuals in the world, but only Eiji stood as her equal on a global scale.
Their sword techniques, in particular, were so strikingly similar they seemed cast from the same mold.
Watching them fight side by side was a visually pleasing spectacle, an almost perfect pairing.
"Ugh, how did I get swept into this train of thought?"
Edelweiss quickly snapped back to reality, shaking her head in mild frustration.
For the past couple of days, Nangou had been whispering suggestions in her ear, and without realizing it, her thoughts had veered off course.
"Speaking of which, he's probably about to win," Edelweiss remarked casually, deliberately steering the conversation elsewhere.
"Yeah, those puppets' flaws are too glaring—far too obvious for the kid to miss," Nangou Torajirou chimed in, opting not to tease her further, though a hint of regret tinged his voice. "If he wanted to, he could easily dismantle those puppets and secure victory."
Edelweiss nodded in agreement.
That was right.
He could win with ease.
That was the shared assessment of both.
"Seems like breaking through to Demon King is out of reach for him now."
Yet, it was precisely because of this that Nangou Torajirou felt a pang of disappointment.
Clearly, the pressure Sara exerted wasn't sufficient to ignite the determination within him.
To ascend to Demon King, a worthy rival was indispensable.
Based on the patterns observed in those who had broken through, Blazers with formidable rivals tended to have higher success rates.
Take Nangou Torajirou himself, for instance, or his disciple, Saikyo Nene.
"He's noticed it."
Edelweiss raised an eyebrow, redirecting Nangou Torajirou's attention to the arena.
Within the battle zone.
In less than half a minute of combat, the trio had unleashed hundreds—if not thousands—of vacuum slashes, transforming the entire arena into a no-man's-land where no living being dared to tread!
Even Shinguuji Kurono and Saikyo Nene, stationed at the lowest level of the spectator stands and ready to intervene at a moment's notice, watched with a mix of awe and trepidation.
Not even they would dare venture into that deadly zone now; doing so would instantly reduce them to mincemeat under the onslaught of countless vacuum slashes!
No one in this world would dare face the world's strongest sword techniques head-on!
And Eiji, confronting two of the world's strongest, was under pressure beyond imagination!
He even considered summoning the Black Holy Sword to obliterate the entire coliseum and be done with it. Unfortunately, pinned down by the two powerhouses, he had no opportunity to draw his sword and charge an attack.
With vacuum slashes saturating the surrounding space, he couldn't recklessly use Sword Step to create distance either—one misstep could send him colliding into a vacuum slash, with irreversible consequences.
As the vacuum slashes grew increasingly dense, his room to dodge and maneuver dwindled rapidly.
Under the relentless assault of the two strongest, Eiji was swiftly cornered into a tight spot.
The two puppets closed in from left and right, skillfully avoiding the vacuum slashes as they delivered their final, decisive strikes.
"As expected, it's not working…"
Eiji let out a disappointed sigh.
Facing the two strongest opponents at once was indeed too much.
Pushed to his limit, Eiji tried to retreat as the two strongest closed in, but suddenly his foot slipped, causing him to stumble instinctively.
In that careless moment, he left a huge opening.
Twin-Wings immediately leaped into the air, spreading her twin swords like wings, her entire form resembling a colossal falcon blotting out the sky, her beak-like strike aimed at him as the swords shimmered with meteor-like flashes.
The tips of the swords pointed directly at his exposed chest!
"Thud!"
The sharp tips instantly pierced through the barrier of flesh, stabbing straight through his heart!
Twin-Wings froze for a moment, silently lowering her head.
"Wh-wh-wh-wh-what?!"
A disbelieving shriek pierced the eardrums of countless onlookers.
"What's going on? He was at an absolute disadvantage, yet it's Twin-Wings who got stabbed through the chest?!"
That's right.
On the battlefield, the one with a pierced chest wasn't Eiji—it was Twin-Wings!
In the spectator stands, countless viewers were equally stunned.
Many of them had thought the Sword God was about to lose, but at the brink of defeat, he pulled off a stunning reversal?
On the field.
Eiji stabbed his blade through Twin-Wings' chest, then immediately flung her toward the Sword God with a backhanded toss.
The Sword God swiftly dodged, showing no sympathy for his ally, and attacked from the side like a precisely programmed machine.
Eiji's foot slipped again, leaving several more glaring openings.
The Sword God didn't hesitate to strike at those weaknesses, but Eiji quickly righted himself, easily evaded, and with a single swing of his blade, cleaved the Sword God in two at the waist!
In the blink of an eye, both puppets fell one after another.
"I've been trying my hardest to ignore your flaws," Eiji sighed wearily, his face full of frustration. "But in the end, fakes will always be fakes."
To reach a higher realm, one must face sufficient pressure.
Under that pressure, one must burn with determination, fortify their will, and thus push open the gate to that realm.
But there's a precondition.
That pressure must be genuine.
False pressure won't work.
Just like now.
With the two world's strongest closing in, Eiji appeared to be under immense pressure.
But that was only from an outsider's perspective. In truth, Eiji knew from the start that he couldn't possibly lose.
Because he had known the weakness of Sara's puppets from the very beginning, and had the means to secure victory all along.
No matter how much he tried to ignore that weakness, he never felt any sense of crisis, never viewed these two puppets as a threat to him.
Thus, without any driving force, he couldn't ignite his own will.
And so, he couldn't break through to that realm.
"Flaws? What does that mean?" The commentator remained puzzled, tentatively glancing at the veteran beside him.
"I can grasp a bit of it," Kaieda said, having watched the slow-motion replay just once before understanding dawned on him. "Bloody da Vinci—her ability, Fantasy Caricature, can perfectly recreate any Blazer from her memory, even replicating their Blazer abilities. It's truly fearsome! But unfortunately, those recreated Blazers are ultimately just puppets, lacking the adaptability of humans!"
"Adaptability?" The commentator scrunched up his face, repeatedly studying the footage.
"Exactly, those puppets execute commands too mechanically. They attack even deliberately exposed openings without hesitation, completely incapable of considering whether it might be a trap. While possessing strong combat techniques, they've mastered none of the wisdom in battle!"
Kaieda offered this explanation, then suddenly sighed with a complicated expression.
"Of course, this is only possible because both sides are evenly matched. If an ordinary Blazer were to come, they'd likely be instantly defeated by the Sword God or the Twin-Wings replica before even noticing such an opening."