The defeat of Haozanji Retsu sent shockwaves throughout the Higashikumo Academy.
Yoruzen Sō of the Magic Club had defeated both Fūkirin Rei of the Swordsmanship Club and Haozanji Retsu of the Martial Arts Club in quick succession. With the fall of two of their top warriors, the Four Great Clubs could no longer afford to overlook the once-forgotten Wizards' Club.
But before the excitement could settle, an even more stifling challenge arrived: "Yoruzen Sō, accept my challenge.
The Vice-Captain of the Swordsmanship Club, Shirakawa, had arrived in person!
Crowds of people had gathered in the academy's courtyard, eagerly awaiting the match.
Shirakawa - Vice Captain of the Swordsmanship Club, third dan in kendo. His strength far exceeded that of Fūkirin Rei. His sword was quick as lightning, his technique precise to the extreme, earning him the title of "Phantom Blade".
Slowly, he drew his sword, his icy gaze fixed on Yoruzen Sō. "Fūkirin lost because he was too arrogant. But you... you have some skill."
Yoruzen Sō grinned slightly, spinning a playing card between his fingers."Oh? You want to try?"
Shirakawa nodded slightly. "Not to try-" In the next instant, his figure disappeared.
"-But to knock you out right now!"
-Whoosh!
The air itself seemed to be ripped apart as a flash of sword light sliced through it!
Yoruzen Sō instinctively jumped back, but Shirakawa's blade was already upon him - its edge sharp enough to send shivers down one's spine!
"Phantom Blade: Instant Step!"
Shirakawa's swordplay wasn't just fast, it surpassed human dynamic vision. His afterimages lingered in the air as he approached like a phantom!
-cry!
Yoruzen Sō flicked a playing card, trying to confuse him with illusion magic. But Shirakawa was unimpressed.
"Useless," he said coldly. "Your cheap tricks are too slow for my sword."
Before his words had even finished, the second blow came slashing down!
Yoruzen Sō's heart tensed. He quickly retreated and scattered several playing cards - "Phantom Barrier!"
The cards intertwined in the air, forming an intricate visual maze designed to confuse Shirakawa!
But Shirakawa just laughed. His foot pressed lightly against the floor.
-Whoosh!
His blade sliced through the illusions with pinpoint accuracy, aiming straight for Yoruzen Sō's chest!
Yoruzen Sō twisted his body at the last moment. The sword grazed his clothes and tore off a piece of his sleeve!
"You excel in deception," Shirakawa remarked indifferently, stepping forward, "but against absolute speed, all illusions are meaningless.
Yoruzen Sō exhaled deeply, his expression becoming serious.
He knew that ordinary illusions wouldn't work against Shirakawa - his sword was simply too fast, leaving him no time to strategise.
But magic wasn't only about illusions.
With a flick of his finger, Yoruzen Sō sent a playing card flying.
Shirakawa sneered and cut with his sword. The card was immediately cut in two.
But - snap!
The cut card exploded in mid-air, releasing a blinding flash of light!
"Magic Explosion: Blinding Flash!"
"!!" Shirakawa's pupils constricted. His vision was momentarily blinded by the brilliant light.
And in that fleeting moment - Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several spinning playing cards shot towards him, each connected by invisible threads like the strings of a puppet!
"Damn!" Shirakawa clenched his teeth and tried to escape, but the threads had already wrapped around his wrists and ankles!
Yoruzen Sō smiled slightly and gave a small tug - snap!
Shirakawa's movements were violently stopped!
It was over.
Yoruzen Sō raised his hand and twirled the last playing card between his fingers before he flicked it forward - Magic Slash.
The card sliced through the air, stopping just short of Shirakawa's throat. A faint, razor-sharp pressure made him freeze.
The arena fell into dead silence.
"..."
Shirakawa let out a slow breath and closed his eyes. Then - clang!
He let go of his grip, dropping his sword to the ground.
"...I yield."
An earth-shattering roar erupted from the crowd!
"Yoruzen Sō... won?! Three consecutive wins?!"
"Is the Magic Club... really making a comeback?!"
"Even the Vice Captain of the Swordsmanship Club lost?! What is happening to this Academy?!"
Standing at the centre of the battlefield, Yoruzen Sō retrieved his playing cards and swept his eyes over the crowd.
From this day on, the Wizards' Club would no longer be the laughing stock of the Higashikumo Academy.
But he could also sense it - from the shadows, even stronger opponents had begun to target him.
剑与魔术的极限对决!即将展开!
豪战寺烈的落败,让整个东云学园彻底炸开了锅.
魔术部夜见苍,一连击败了剑术部的风切凌,格斗部的豪战寺烈,两大战将的败北让四大社团不得不重新审视这个被遗忘的社团.
然而,还没等这场议论平息,一道更加令人窒息的挑战降临——
"夜见苍,接受挑战吧.
剑术部副部长,白川,亲自现身!
中庭的训练场上,人群汇聚,所有人都在等待这场战斗的开始.
白川,剑术部副部长,剑道三段,实力比风切凌高出不止一个层次.他的剑快如闪电,技巧精准至极,被称为"无影刃".
他缓缓抽出佩剑,目光冰冷地锁定夜见苍:"风切的失败,是他自己太过自负.而你...的确有些本事."
夜见苍嘴角微微一扬,手中轻轻转动着一张扑克牌:"哦?你想试试?"
白川微微颔首:"不是试试——"
下一瞬间,他的身影消失了.
——"而是直接斩杀!"
——嗖!
空气仿佛被切裂,一道剑光闪烁而出!
夜见苍猛地后退,然而,白川凛的剑已经逼近,剑锋锐利得让人心生寒意!
"无影刃·瞬步!"
白川的剑法不只是快,而是超越了普通人的动态视野,他的身影在空气中残留出淡淡的幻影,宛如鬼魅般袭来!
铛——!
夜见苍挥出一张扑克牌,试图用幻术迷惑对方,但白川凛却完全不受影响!
"没用的."白川冷冷道,"你那点小把戏,对我的剑来说,太慢了."
话音未落,第二道剑光已经劈下!
夜见苍心头一震,立刻拉开距离,同时洒出数张扑克牌——
"幻影障壁!"
纸牌在空中交错,如同无形的屏障,构建出错综复杂的视觉迷宫,企图扰乱白川凛的判断!
然而,白川只是淡淡一笑,脚步轻轻一踏.
——嗖!
他的剑锋竟然精准地穿透幻影,直指夜见苍的胸口!
夜见苍迅速侧身,剑锋擦着他的衣服掠过,衣角被削断!
"你很擅长欺骗,但在绝对的速度面前,任何伪装都没有意义."白川的目光冷漠,步步逼近.
夜见苍深吸一口气,眼神变得认真起来.
夜见苍知道,单纯的幻术对白川无效,因为对方的剑太快了,根本不给他时间思考.
但魔术,并不只有幻术.
他手指一弹,一张扑克牌骤然飞出.
白川冷哼一声,剑光一闪,扑克牌直接被切成两半.
但下一刻——
啪!
切开的扑克牌在空中炸开,一团炫目的光芒绽放!
——"魔术爆破·炫光闪!"
"!!"白川的瞳孔猛地一缩,强光让他的视野短暂丧失.
而就在这一瞬间——
嗖!嗖!嗖!
数张扑克牌如飞刃般旋转袭来,每张牌上都带着无形的丝线,仿佛操纵傀儡的细线一般!
"可恶!"白川咬牙,脚下一踏,试图脱离战场,但丝线已经缠绕上了他的手腕和脚踝!
夜见苍微微一笑,轻轻一拉——
啪!
白川的动作瞬间被强制停止!
结束了.
夜见苍抬手,最后一张扑克牌在指尖旋转,他轻轻一挥——
魔术切割.
扑克牌划过空气,直接停在白川的脖颈前,一股微弱的锋利感让他僵住不动.
场面,陷入死一般的沉寂.
"..."
白川缓缓吐出一口气,闭上双眼,随后——
啪!
他松开手中的剑,剑刃落地,发出清脆的响声.
"...我认输."
全场爆发出震耳欲聋的欢呼声!!!
"夜见苍...赢了?!
"三连胜?!魔术部...真的要崛起了?!
"连剑术部的副部长都败了?!这还是魔术部吗?!
夜见苍站在擂台中央,收起扑克牌,目光扫向围观的众人.
他知道,从今天起——
魔术部,不再是东云学园的笑柄.
然而,他也能感受到,在暗处,还有更强的对手,已经开始关注他了.