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Titles aren't something one gives themselves; they are recognized by everyone. Regardless of who coins them, as long as they gain enough popularity, they can become a Blazer's title.
At Hagun Academy, only the most exceptional individuals earn their own titles. Once someone has a title, it signifies that they have become one of the academy's notable talents.
For instance, Senior Sister Touka's super electromagnetic draw technique, "Raikiri," is so renowned that it has become her title, symbolizing her status as the strongest in the academy.
Then there's the rich lady Kanata's "Scharlach Frau" and Stella's "Crimson Imperial Princess," all of which are emblems of status and fame.
It's not surprising that Ryoji received a title, but the fact that it wasn't something cool-sounding like "Aurora Swordsman" but rather a visual-style nickname like "Broken Wings Angel" is rather odd.
He was certain that some girl had come up with this title, and it quickly spread throughout the campus, gaining the approval of most of the female students.
Sigh, once you become famous, many things are no longer under your control.
"Next, emerging from the blue gate is another highly popular contestant, as evidenced by the cheers from the audience. Ranked within the top ten in the school, he is known as the 'Heavy Tank,' contestant Momotani Takeshi! Using his rare armor-type inherent Spiritual Item (Device), 'Goliath,' he employs gravity impacts to send countless opponents flying out of the arena. Will we see his signature move today?"
"Go, Momotani! Don't lose to that pretty boy!"
"I'll remember you; don't expect to find a girlfriend for the next three years!"
Someone in the audience shouted out of envy, but their voice was quickly drowned out by a chorus of angry shouts from the girls.
The girls united in the "Broken Wings Angel Fan Club," ensuring that the guy wouldn't find a girlfriend for the next three years.
Ryoji's charm was rated at 46 points, which could already be considered extraordinary and refined. Among humans, it was nearly impossible to find someone who could compare in charm.
However, since it wasn't a full 50 points, it didn't mean he could charm everyone. There would still be a small portion of people who felt envious of him.
After all, the human heart is the hardest to predict.
Ryoji shook his head and focused his attention on his opponent.
About twenty meters ahead of him stood a burly man over 1.9 meters tall. His body was clad in thick, overlapping layers of armor, indicating extremely high defensive power.
With every step he took, the ground beneath him trembled slightly, suggesting that his weight was astonishing, likely several hundred kilograms.
"First-year freshman, I've heard of your reputation!"
Momotani Takeshi lowered his body at the starting line, assuming a charging stance.
"You've defeated the Director and the academy's second, but you're no match for me because my ability counters yours even more than 'Scharlach Frau'!"
It was clear.
The defensive power of his armor must be incredibly formidable, possibly even capable of withstanding supersonic impacts, rendering Ryoji's "Absolute Divine Speed" useless.
While the rich lady Kanata's ability counters him, there's still some room to maneuver.
But Momotani's ability truly nullifies his special ability, especially since his current Magic Power was so low. Even if he delivered his most powerful strike, it probably wouldn't harm Momotani.
In the world of 'Rakudai Kishi', using any Blazer special ability consumes Magic Power. Sufficient Magic Power is required as fuel to maximize the power of a special ability.
This is why the total amount of Magic Power is the most important metric for measuring a Blazer's strength, often referred to as the power of fate.
If Ryoji's Magic Power weren't F-Rank, even if it were just the average E-Rank or D-Rank, his Blazer level would at least be upgraded to C-Rank or higher.
In that case, the Lightning Flint he delivered with all his might would likely have an impact force several times the speed of sound, leaving Senior Sister's "Raikiri" far behind.
However, against an opponent like Momotani, he didn't need particularly strong Magic Power.
"——Let's go ahead (the match begins)!"
The moment the match began, the buzzer sounded loudly.
"Hah ah——!"
At the same time, Momotani let out a shout, then stomped the ground with his right foot and charged toward Ryoji.
Seeing the heavy armor on his body, one might assume his movements would be very slow, but that wasn't the case.
He condensed Magic Power under his feet and detonated it, turning it into a propellant of Magic Power, allowing him to dash forward with the speed of a cheetah.
His charging force was undoubtedly comparable to that of a speeding truck, which is why he ranked among the top ten in the school and became one of the C-Rank knights.
Envy.
If he had that much Magic Power, he would at least be a B-Rank knight by now.
As Ryoji thought this, he calmly stepped forward, effortlessly dodging the charge with a simple sidestep.
A gust of wind rushed past him, tousling his hair and clothes, eliciting a scream from the audience.
Then, he swung his blade backhandedly, striking precisely at Momotani's side.
The timing was so perfect that it made it seem as if Momotani had charged at him to be cut.
However, that wasn't the case; he hadn't even used his intuition.
His eyes possessed an incredibly terrifying insight, allowing him to quickly analyze the key points and essence of any technique, even if he had never seen it before. If it were sword techniques, he could instantly replicate them in his body.
The moment Momotani moved, Ryoji had already calculated his trajectory, knowing exactly when, at what angle, and with what force he would reach him.
Once he grasped all this information, dodging Momotani's movements and even countering with a strike was incredibly simple.
"Useless, useless!"
However, Momotani halted, laughing heartily despite having been struck.
"Your blade is too weak; it's impossible to pierce my armor! Accept your fate; you cannot win against me!"
Momotani felt he had already secured victory.
After all, the compatibility of their abilities was indeed too poor. For him, the opponent's special ability was almost non-existent, and the strike he delivered left no mark on his body.
"Mortals' wisdom."
Ryoji smirked, revealing a cold smile.
A classic line, charm points +1!
The fangirls in the audience began to scream again, some even opening their student handbooks to jot down his famous quotes.
"To defeat you, I don't even need to use my special ability."
Ryoji swung his blade backhandedly once more, striking at Momotani's body as he charged again.
This strike was positioned exactly the same as the first.
Confident, Momotani ignored it and continued his charge.
He believed that as long as he exhausted his opponent's stamina, he would win this battle.
"Cough ha——!"
However, after repeating this three times, Momotani's truck-like momentum suddenly faltered, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose beneath his mask.
(End of Chapter)