Kurogane Ouma, title 〈Sword Emperor of Wind〉, had the wind manipulation elemental ability.
Drake knew something about him; he was the third A-rank sword master in the Seven Star Sword Festival, after Drake and Stella.
Drake knew Kurogane Ouma was Akatsuki Academy’s strongest; he could sense it through ki.
Tatara Yui’s rebound, Mikoto Tsuruya’s Death God’s Evil Eye, were strong abilities. Kazamatsuri Rinna’s Collar of Subordination and Sara Bloodlily’s Brush of Demiurge were almost cheating.
But compared to Kurogane Ouma, their abilities were flashy. Kurogane Ouma’s strength was genuine; his steel-like body and sharp ki declared his power.
Drake had encountered many enemies; he understood that those who relied on techniques and abilities would falter in unexpected situations.
Drake understood Kurogane Ouma’s strength was flawless.
Drake was similar. He learned various abilities, but he never stopped honing his body and magic.
Kurogane Ouma ignited Drake’s fighting spirit.
Kurogane Ouma held his Device, 〈Dragon Claw〉, a nodachi longer than a normal katana.
"Finally, we meet!" A smile appeared on Kurogane Ouma’s cold face.
Drake moved his fingers. "Do we know each other?"
Kurogane Ouma shook his head. "This is our first meeting, but I’ve anticipated this day!
I initially joined this operation because of the Crimson Princess, but then you appeared!"
"Oh!" Drake’s expression turned dangerous; he waited for Kurogane Ouma’s explanation.
Kurogane Ouma said, "A sword master’s magic represents their destiny! I pursue overwhelming power beyond my reach—the gap created by destiny.
The Crimson Princess, with the strongest magic power, is the only one who could make me feel helplessness and despair again; only by facing that fear can I overcome it!
But the Crimson Princess is too naive; I’m struggling to train her. Luckily, you appeared; your magic power surpasses hers; you’re a better opponent!"
Drake said, "Am I a whetstone? Be careful; I might break your blade."
Kurogane Ouma’s strength surpassed Tatara Yui’s; Dragon Claw, with a sharp wind, attacked.
Drake countered with punches; his gauntleted fists and the blade clashed, creating deafening sounds.
It was unimaginable how much force they used.
Kurogane Ouma’s strength and swordsmanship were high; he could keep up with Drake’s attacks.
Drake parried Kurogane Ouma’s thrust, but he quickly shifted to a horizontal slash. The blade scraped against Drake’s armor, creating sparks.
Drake pressed down, embedding Dragon Claw in the ground. He kicked Kurogane Ouma in the chest.
Kurogane Ouma, holding his Device, flew back, crashing through numerous trees before stopping. Read full story at novel·fıre·net
Drake admired Kurogane Ouma; during their clashes, Drake had used Cicada’s Cry several times.
Even Ikki Kurogane would need time to recover; Kurogane Ouma endured with his strong body and willpower.
Drake felt like he’d kicked steel, not flesh!
But even steel could be broken; Kurogane Ouma, walking again, was unscathed.
"Your body?" Drake frowned; he sensed something.
Kurogane Ouma grabbed his kimono; with a rip, he tore it open, revealing his upper body.
Not just Drake; everyone was shocked.
With advanced regeneration technology, wounds healed without scars. But Kurogane Ouma’s body was covered in scars—bullet wounds, cuts, even animal bites. It was unimaginable what he’d endured.
Drake noticed other anomalies.
"The air around you is unusual; you used that to block my attacks, right?"
Drake’s tone was certain.
Kurogane Ouma nodded. "Correct. This is my ultimate technique, 〈Kusanagi〉; I applied about 500 kilograms of air pressure to my body.
Enduring pressure and pain, I evolved. My bones, organs, and muscles are as strong as steel.
To show respect for this death match, I’ll remove this."
A powerful shockwave emanated from his body; the remains of the broken trees were blown away.
Kurogane Ouma, free from Kusanagi, moved at several times his previous speed, slashing at Drake, forcing him to bend his knees.
"Highest of Sturdiness - Fire Thunder!"
Unlike Ikki Kurogane, Kurogane Ouma received traditional Kurogane family training; his swordsmanship was Kyokujitsu Isshin-ryuu, passed down since the samurai era.
Kurogane Ouma struck Dragon Claw’s spine, instantly increasing its power. Drake was forced back.
Kurogane Ouma pursued, unleashing several vacuum blades.
Vacuum blades were basic for wind-type sword masters; magic created sharp blades—fast and sharp.
But Kurogane Ouma’s vacuum blades were larger and sharper.
Drake stopped, his arms moving like boneless whips, shattering the vacuum blades.
But several cuts appeared on Drake’s clothes.
Drake saw the damage; Kurogane Ouma’s attack included another one.
It lacked magical fluctuations; it was purely from the force of Kurogane Ouma’s swing! The power was inhuman.
Kurogane Ouma was surprised; his slashes hit Drake, but caused no wounds.
Drake hadn’t used any defensive techniques like Heavenly Dragon Armor.
"My attacks can’t pierce even ordinary magic defenses... I found the right person!"
Drake smiled; he’d limited Dragon Force’s power to prolong the fight.
But this power wouldn’t quickly defeat Kurogane Ouma.
Drake released his Dragon Force’s limit.
"Good, I’m fired up!"
Kurogane Ouma stared at Drake; Drake vanished.
"Blade Steal?" Kurogane Ouma recognized the technique.
Blade Steal was easy for someone like Drake to learn.
Kurogane Ouma reacted quickly; he tried to find Drake, but Drake appeared before him.
Drake hadn’t used Blade Steal he’d simply moved too fast to be seen.
"Fire Dragon’s Iron Fist!"
Drake’s fiery fist struck Kurogane Ouma’s chest; even his steel-like body was burned; his ribs were broken.
Kurogane Ouma flew back; Drake’s hands blazed; he threw a combined flame attack.
"Fire Dragon’s Blazing Flame!"
Kurogane Ouma landed, planting Dragon Claw.
A whirlwind rose, blocking the flames.
But Drake’s flames weren’t easily blocked; even with the wind, the heat curled Kurogane Ouma’s hair.
Before Kurogane Ouma recovered, a figure pierced the flames; two different gauntlets tore through the Wind God Barrier.
Kurogane Ouma raised Dragon Claw, blocking the punch.
A metallic clang echoed; Kurogane Ouma felt like he was being hit by a giant demolition hammer.
Gritting his teeth, Kurogane Ouma focused his remaining strength, blocking Drake’s punch.
Seizing the opportunity, Kurogane Ouma raised Dragon Claw high.
Sword techniques usually have limited range to avoid openings.
But Kurogane Ouma’s movement was different; it dislocated his bones and joints.
"Kyokujitsu Isshin-ryuu, Ultimate Speed!"
This strike contained all Kurogane Ouma’s power; even the recoil from his bones and joints was used.
The blade flashed, cutting Drake’s clothes, creating a wound on his chest.
But Drake didn’t retreat; he kicked Kurogane Ouma with a Fire Dragon’s Hook Claw.
Kurogane Ouma’s arm broke, but he stood.
Steam rose from Drake’s chest; the wound healed instantly.
Kurogane Ouma felt like that day again—being crushed by overwhelming violence, the opponent looking down from a throne.
Fear of death tore at his heart, but Kurogane Ouma smiled.
"Next strike, we decide the winner!" Drake said.
Kurogane Ouma nodded, raising his Device.
"Heavenly Dragon Severing Moon Claw!"
"Fire Dragon’s Roar!"
Kurogane Ouma unleashed a powerful wind blade, like a dragon’s claw.
But this powerful attack was countered by a dragon’s breath.
The fiery pillar shattered Kurogane Ouma’s ultimate technique, hitting him.
The flames cleared, revealing Kurogane Ouma, still standing.
This stubborn man wouldn’t fall, even unconscious.
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