[LN] Volume 4: Chapter 4.3

[LN] Volume 4: Chapter 4.3

Volume 4 Chapter 4.3

With the Strength of Our Bonds Part 3

Translator : PolterGlast

Unaware that his friends were trembling with fear at the killing power of the [Core Piercing] they were being exposed to, Nozomu simply let out a sigh of exasperation.

"He is unharmed, huh?......"

Jihad emerged from the dancing remnants of Qi and shattered pieces of metal. Although there were numerous scratches and cracks on the greatsword in his hand, he himself has no noticeable wounds.

Due to its nature, the penetrating power of the [Core Piercing] was reduced when the Qi-Blade exploded. In fact, Nozomu's[Core Piercing] exploded in front of the greatsword raised by Jihad, and as a result, it was unable to penetrate his defenses.

"My shield was pierced, and even my sword was shattered, huh? Looks like I'm getting old."

Nevertheless, the damage done to the greatsword was serious. The Qi-blade that exploded at close range had deeply gouged its thick blade.

Jihad threw away the greatsword, whose blade had been cruelly gouged out.

The blade, which had reached its limit, snapped in half the moment it fell to the ground.

Jihad, who looked apologetically at the now-shattered greatsword, suddenly looked down at the armor he was wearing. The silver-white mithril armor had numerous scratches on it caused by the aftermath of the [Core Piercing].

"Moreover, it's been a while since someone scratched this armor to this extent."

With a wry smile on his face, Jihad patted his armor. The clacking sound drifted through the quiet Martial Arts Garden. Jihad himself probably did not expect to have his weapons shattered and his armor scratched by a student. In fact, not only Irisdina and the rest of her classmates, but also the distinguished guests in the spectator seats, the upperclassmen, and even the teachers were not entirely prepared for this outcome.

"I never expect you to go this far......."

"Look, you're totally unscathed, so what are you talking about? Aren't you being a little too unreasonable?"

Nozomu, on the other hand, was already using one of the most powerful techniques in his arsenal. He had unleashed three different types of Qi-jutsu in a row, and yet Jihad was able to survive unscathed. As expected, Nozomu was feeling a little depressed.

To make matters worse, Nozomu had consumed a lot of Qi in the battle so far, and he was beginning to feel a sense of weariness in his body.

He cursed in his mind that it would be nice to at least inflict a scratch on his face, but then he remembered that he was dealing with a master-class monster and let out another sigh.

"I'll have to find a suitable weapon if this is the case......"Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Jihad's gaze turned to the huge black sword [Jaw Drop] that was thrust into the ground.

Shivers ran through Nozomu's body. The sense of urgency that he felt in his body made him shake off the weariness that enveloped his entire body, and he moved toward Jihad at once. He then swung his katana without hesitation.

However, just when it seemed that his katana would reach Jihad's body, his figure suddenly disappeared from Nozomu's vision.

A flash cut through the air.

"~, above, eh!?"

Nozomu looked up and saw Jihad literally leaping through the sky.

The destination of his leap was his treasured sword.

For a moment, Nozomu was transfixed by the impossible leap of a person wearing full body armor, but quickly regained his composure and fired a Qi-blade toward Jihad's landing point. The Qi-blade, which flew through the air, landed with perfect timing just as Jihad was about to plant both feet on the ground.

"...... No good, huh?"

However, Nozomu's Qi-blade never caught Jihad's body. Although the timing was perfect, Jihad grabbed the hilt of the [Jaw Drop] as soon as he landed, and slipped into the shadow of the giant sword while pouring in his Qi.

The giant sword, which has survived long battles alongside the heroes of past wars, easily repelled Nozomu's [Phantom], which could easily cut through even steel, and stood tall without a scratch on it.

"Hmm, you sure are quick to react."

With an impressed tone, Jihad haphazardly pulled the [Jaw Drop] from the ground and lightly swung it as if to check its condition. With that alone, Nozomu felt the wind pressure as if his body was being pushed.

"Alright."

The Qi went all the way to the tip of the giant sword. At that moment, [Jaw Drop], which had been propped up on the ground as if it were a spectator, became a definite participant in this battle.

Jihad's gaze was suddenly directed at Nozomu. His sharp eyes were reminiscent of a bird of prey and along with the [Jaw Drop] in his hand struck Nozomu with a much stronger sense of intimidation than before.

The fighting spirit that incomparable to anything he had ever felt before. While cold sweat was running down Nozomu's spine, Jihad suddenly lifted the giant sword in his hand.

The iron mass, which was bigger than the user's height, was easily raised like a twig.

The scene was so unrealistic that even Nozomu was momentarily taken aback.

"......Nnn!"

Jihad exhaled slightly and activated his Flash Step. The speed of Jihad coming straight at Nozomu was so fast that it was hard to believe that he was carrying such a gigantic sword. The [Jaw Drop] was swung downward from overhead.

A sense of danger ran down his spine, prompting Nozomu to jump to the side as quickly as he could.

The giant sword sliced through the air and struck the ground with a thunderous impact. The impact was transmitted throughout the arena with a deafening sound.

The pseudo-trees shook, and a cloud of dust and smoke, blown up by the impact, engulfed Nozomu, blocking his vision.

Having lost sight of Jihad, Nozomu tried to focus his concentration and desperately tried to calm his mind.

The flow of wind felt by the hairs on his skin, the sound of the ground he stepped on, and the minute changes in the dust and smoke reflected in his field of vision. Using all the techniques he had cultivated in that forest, he searched for signs of jihad.

"............"

Without moving his center of gravity at all and despite feeling his own katana, which was gradually becoming heavier on his arm, Nozomu waited patiently for the moment when his opponent would make a move.

Time passed quietly. A buzzing sound rang in his ears.

The moment Nozomu's foot on the ground slightly ruffled the scattered gravel, the wind shifted.

With the slight sound of the earth being stomped on, a mighty Qi exploded behind him. Then, something roared out and came at him from the side.

"Kuh!?"

Instantly, Nozomu crouched so low that his body touched the ground.

"Haa, haa, haa......"

He managed to raise only his upper body, and his body was already at its limit. His breath was ragged, and he could no longer even think properly.

And then, the worst situation occurred.

A torrent of Qi erupted in the arena like never before. Nozomu, with a look of shock plastered on his face, saw Jihad staring at him with a huge sword raised in the air.

Both feet hammered into the ground crushed it, and the bulging muscles of his entire body made a creaking sound inside his mithril armor.

The huge sword he held up was filled with an enormous amount of Qi that made Nozomu himself feel like a grain of mustard, and it glowed with a dazzling light.

"!?"

Nozomu's instincts rang a loud alarm, and his heart pounded so fast that it felt like it was about to burst.

The Qi converging on Jihad's huge sword, raised in the air, seemed to be surging as if it would explode at any moment.

Faced with this clearly abnormal sight, Nozomu put all the strength he had left into his legs and tried to leap away from the place.

"Ah......."

However, Nozomu's legs refused to move according to his will, and he fell to the ground, crouching in place.

Then Jihad swung his [Jaw Drop]. A huge Qi-blade, so huge that it completely enveloped Jihad's body, especially for a heavy fighter, was released toward Nozomu.

[Qi-jutsu・Single Strike]

This is the only technique that Jihad has named by himself. It is a simple strike of putting Qi into the blade and swinging it down, but Jihad's strike with an extraordinary amount of Qi transforms such a simple slash into an ultimate sword strike.

As if to say that no need for any unnecessary tricks, the Qi-blade sped in a straight line, crushing everything in its path into tiny pieces. It has a power that surpasses even Tima's all-out magic.

"Crap......"

The moment the Qi-blade was released, Nozomu knew that it was impossible to avoid it completely.

The Qi-blade was surrounded by surplus Qi leaked from the Qi-blade itself and a vacuum blade.

Even if he could avoid the Qi-blade by a hair's breadth, he would still be torn apart by the swirling Qi and the vacuum blades.

"Kuh!"

Even so, Nozomu tried to resist, squeezing out his remaining Qi and focusing it on both legs in front of the [Single Strike] that was already in front of him. He threw himself to the ground, enduring the dizziness and weariness that assailed his entire body.

The next moment, a shockwave struck him, blasting his body into the air.

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