Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

“I have never lacked for resolve.”

“It's just that, in my opinion, there are very few things worth fighting for with my life on the line.”

Dispelling the spirit armor in his hand, Makoto Haramura slowly squatted down.

How could he possibly lack resolve?

After all, he had fought his way up from the very bottom of Academy City, from a small-time hoodlum to the leader of a powerless organization.

He had experienced countless battles and even more dangers.

If he lacked resolve in so many dangerous situations, how could he have survived and turned misfortune into good fortune?

“But, that's a pretty amazing sword.”

“I almost couldn't hold on.”

“…But I still lost.”

Bitterness mixed with his unwillingness.

In this situation, Ikki Kurogane chose to concede.

He had completely reached his limit, exerted all his strength, even created new techniques, and used his Seventh Secret Sword within Itto Shura.

But no matter what, he didn't surpass Makoto Haramura's limit.

That's why he lost.

An undeniable defeat.

He truly exhausted everything he had, but Makoto Haramura's strength indeed surpassed his full power.

It had only been a few short months.

Makoto Haramura had already grown to this extent, surpassing him.

However.

However!

Although, although he wasn't unconvinced, he was still unwilling.

He thought that after the new chairman took office, he would finally get a chance to participate in the Seven Star Sword Art Festival, but he was in such a sorry state that he wouldn't even have the chance to participate, let alone win the championship.

Although he no longer cared about gaining his father's approval.

Being able to obtain a license and officially become a Magic Knight was still his current ideal, the goal he wanted to strive for.

Moreover, there were so many classmates and friends waiting for him to break the established hierarchy and support them.

“Kurogane… concedes!”

The announcer, with a flushed face, directly announced the result of the match in front of the microphone.

“Ladies and gentlemen, after this extremely fierce battle of offense and defense, with the end of the battle, Kurogane has chosen to concede. The victor of this match is Makoto Haramura, therefore, Makoto Haramura is the final qualifier for the Seven Star Sword Art Festival selection tournament.”

“Ooooh!”

“That was amazing, that battle.”

“Although I didn't understand why, it was indeed a wonderful battle.”

Cheers came one after another.

The audience in the stands generously offered their applause and cheers.

This was a wonderful match that exceeded their imagination, even difficult to see in the real Seven Star Sword Art Festival.

“…Hahaha, a loser is a loser.”

“As expected, he lost.”

In this arena full of cheers, a wanton mocking voice was very clear.

“How jarring…”

Makoto Haramura slowly straightened his body, his sharp gaze accurately locking onto Akaza, who was stepping on the protective barrier with one foot, twisting in arrogance.

“It's better to sweep this kind of guy into the trash as soon as possible.”

Makoto Haramura's face didn't reveal his emotions.

“Although I'm not a pure swordsman, I know that a swordsman's duel should be more pure.”

“Even though you completely changed yesterday, in the end, the time was too short.”

Ikki Kurogane smiled wryly at this.

Indeed, the change in mindset could only be said to have strengthened his conviction, but it didn't mean that his state had changed.

“Why are you making that expression?”

“It's not like it ends here.”

Makoto Haramura shrugged his shoulders and said to Ikki Kurogane with a smile.

“Yeah, you're right.”

“I can only wait until tomorrow's Seven Star Sword Art Festival. I just don't know if I'll have such an opportunity at that time.”

The Seven Star Sword Art Festival is only once a year.

They are only in their first year of high school, and theoretically, they still have at least two chances to participate in the Seven Star Sword Art Festival.

After another year of hard work, he will definitely be much stronger than he is now, and it probably won't be difficult to win the selection tournament by then.

However, he has already failed this year.

Will Principal Shinguuji continue to protect him under pressure? Perhaps the pressure from the Kurogane family will become heavier and heavier.

It's hard to say whether he can continue to attend school next year.

“Wait until next year?”

Hearing Ikki Kurogane's words, Makoto Haramura laughed directly.

Akaza also jumped directly from the stands, arriving triumphantly in the battle circle, so it was unknown whether Makoto Haramura's laughter was directed at Ikki Kurogane or at Akaza.

“Just a lowly F-rank knight, yet you want to subvert everything, Ikki Kurogane, have you recognized your fate?”

“Fate, fate.”

“Shut your mouth, trash.”

Kicking out directly, it felt like kicking a pile of fat.

Using the most rude and unbearable tone to date, using violent movements, Makoto Haramura directly kicked Akaza away.

The entire arena instantly became silent, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say quiet?

No one expected that such a thing would happen during this celebration.

The chairman of the Ethics Committee was directly trampled underfoot by their prince.

“Let me go quickly, do you know what you're doing?”

“Even if you are a disciple of the Fighting God, if you dare to treat me like this, I will make you regret it.”

What does a narrow-minded guy like Akaza value most?

Of course, it is their face, because they often humble themselves in normal times, so they always want to prove themselves in front of most people.

If it was in private, it would be fine, but in public, in front of so many people.

Akaza only felt that his face had been completely torn off.

“Heh.”

Makoto Haramura snorted coldly, then directly applied magic power to his throat.

“Everyone, you have already seen the match just now, right?”

This was a voice that could be heard clearly and thoroughly throughout the venue.

In addition, because of Makoto Haramura's rampage against Akaza just now, everyone was already in a state of silence, so Makoto Haramura's words were spreading among the audience here, as well as the media that was broadcasting.

“The prince seems to have something to say.”

“Aiya, although it was a bit scary just now, I have a feeling that I want to be whipped by this prince…”

Although such voices were constantly coming from all around.

But everyone was indeed concentrating on waiting for Makoto Haramura's words, and his appeal was also demonstrated at this moment.

Strong strength, handsome appearance, plus the identity of the disciple of the Fighting God Nanjou Hikojiro that was revealed just now.

Such a perfect man was already the prince longed for by many girls.

So no matter what the men thought, at least the girls were absolutely obedient to Makoto Haramura's words.

“What is he planning to do?”

Nene Saikyouji really didn't know anything about this, but when she saw Kurono Shinguuji's calm and composed appearance, she knew that this guy must know a little bit of the inside story.

“Just watch.”

“Anyway, it's a very interesting thing, you just need to support it when the time comes.”

Just like what Nene Saikyouji saw, Kurono Shinguuji folded her arms and leaned completely on her back.

In the arena!

Makoto Haramura looked around for a week, and finally spoke again.

“I'll just ask you, after seeing the battle between Ikki Kurogane and me, do you really think this is just an F-rank knight?”

“Is it something that a waste-level that is recognized as unable to become a Blazer can do?”

The whole place was suddenly silent!

Whether they agreed with Makoto Haramura's words or disagreed with Makoto Haramura's words, no one dared to speak out against him at this moment.

Because just like what Makoto Haramura said, the naked reality was already there.

Although the time was short, Ikki Kurogane did indeed stage a wonderful battle of offense and defense with Makoto Haramura.

“I can guarantee that Ikki Kurogane's strength is definitely enough.”

“Even many B-rank knights may not be able to fight me to this extent, but Ikki Kurogane, this F-rank knight, can do it.”

Akaza's face suddenly changed, he seemed to realize what Makoto Haramura wanted to say, and wanted to stop Makoto Haramura, but he was stepped on hard by Makoto Haramura again, so he could only lie on the ground motionlessly, unable to make a sound.

“So—”

“Isn't such a competition system a bit unreasonable?”

Chapter 095: Dog Face Turns Green

“So, isn't this kind of competition system a bit unreasonable?”

Makoto Haramura looked around with hawk-like sharp eyes, and once again exerted force under his feet, stepping on the guy under his feet to death.

“Obviously, there may be excellent players with strength, but because of bad luck, because they met an opponent who restrained them, or because they met the strongest person, they were defeated in advance and were not selected into the big list.”

“I don’t know what you think, but I don’t think this kind of system is suitable for selecting the strongest six-member team from Hagun Academy to participate in the Seven Star Sword Art Festival.”

Makoto Haramura’s voice was not amplified by the amplifier, but it still echoed throughout the arena.

Every audience member could hear clearly.

Perhaps Makoto Haramura’s sudden words shocked them?

For a while, no one questioned or discussed Makoto Haramura’s words.

Until, after a full half a minute.

“Yes, yes, I think so too, I just met President Toudou in advance, if I hadn’t met President Toudou, I might have won if it were someone else.”

I don’t know where it came from, but the first voice finally rang out.

That’s how things are. Many things are afraid of having a leader. As long as someone speaks up first, others will put down their worries.

“Speaking of which, so am I. I just met Prince-sama first. If it were someone else, I would be confident that I could win.”

“Me too, me too……”