The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 694 - 694

The arena was surrounded by a cacophony of noise. Spectators and vendors gathered at every intersection, passionately discussing the matches and clogging the surrounding roads.Moving against this bustling crowd, a silver-haired woman approached.

Her beautiful features resembled those of an exquisite doll, and her long silver hair gave her the ethereal radiance of a moon goddess. Though dressed casually in a T-shirt and trousers, she still carried an untouchable, sacred aura.

She gazed into the distance at the crowd, her figure weaving through them like a swimming fish.

No one saw her, nor did anyone notice her.

It was as if she didn't exist in this world at all.

In mere moments, she effortlessly slipped past the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd and entered the arena.

Without paying for a ticket.

Inside the arena.

"Well done! As expected of my adorable disciple!"

In the spectator stands reserved for Hagun Academy, a white-haired old man suddenly popped up.

"You scared me! Could you please not be so startling, old man?"

Renren Tomaru nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Master? When did you get here?"

Touka was overjoyed.

The old man wore a loose black kimono and leaned on a cane. He appeared to be in his eighties or nineties, yet he was full of vitality. This was the legend of the knight world, the God of War Nangou Torajirou.

"The old man's been here from the start," Saikyo Nene scoffed.

"Little junior noticed it too."

And he'd noticed even faster than she had, which annoyed her somewhat.

"You did really well, Touka-chan. To defeat that spear boy, you must have worked hard this past year."

Nangou Torajirou smiled warmly.

"Junior helped me a lot too."

Touka scratched her head somewhat sheepishly.

If not for her junior's last-minute special training, she might not have been able to defeat Yuudai Moroboshi.

"The little brat has grown up, huh? Now he knows how to help others in return."

Hearing this, Nangou Torajirou sighed with deep emotion.

For the first fourteen years, he had always been the one receiving help—especially from him, who had bustled about for over a decade, exhausting all his connections. Now, at last, the little brat had grown into a towering tree that could provide shelter from wind and rain.

"But we'll only see just how much he's grown now."

Nangou Torajirou muttered to himself.

A week ago, he had fought Twin-Wings and successfully learned her swordsmanship—a technique that surpassed human limits, one even he had been unable to master.

What level had he evolved to after a week? He was quite curious about that.

"Oh my, it seems I'm not the only one concerned about this match's outcome!"

Nangou Torajirou suddenly let out a light exclamation.

He cast a meaningful glance toward the arena entrance.

"Hmm?"

Saikyo Nene followed his gaze.

Then her entire body jolted.

The figure of the silver-haired woman was clearly imprinted in her field of vision.

"That woman...! Why is she here too?"

Saikyo Nene immediately grew restless, as if needles were poking her from beneath her seat.

Just looking at that woman made her feel uneasy, with an urge to flee!

"Like I said, she's concerned about the little brat!"

Nangou Torajirou showed a mischievous smile.

"Ah, if only I could make little Ai my disciple's wife!"

"Old man, are you deliberately trying to annoy me?!"

Saikyo Nene's eye twitched as she shouted loudly.

"Daughter-in-law? Who?"

Touka was startled, immediately becoming tense.

Could there be someone more suitable to be the disciple's wife in her master's eyes?

She quickly scanned her surroundings but couldn't find this supposedly more suitable candidate.

"Don't be nervous, you can both be together! That kid would definitely be happy about it!"

Nangou Torajirou covered his mouth while laughing heartily.

"Shameless old man!"

Saikyo Nene glared at him fiercely.

"Ahaha..."

Touka could only force a laugh.

Her junior brother was such an innocent person - he definitely wouldn't accept such a suggestion.

...Right?

What's going on?

Why did she feel so uncertain about this?

Kanata Totokubara secretly glanced at the group.

She wanted to say something but swallowed her words.

Elsewhere.

A silver-haired woman stood before the railing.

Though she stood there plainly, no one around noticed her, all too busy venting their passion toward the arena.

"Let me see how far you can evolve."

The woman thought to herself.

...

The battle arena was paved with white stone bricks made of special materials, possessing astonishing hardness that could even withstand cannon fire.

On this mere hundred-square-meter battlefield, amid the host's passionate introduction.

Eiji walked in slowly.

Across from him, the figure of a man with black long hair and loose martial attire was clearly visible, the slender nodachi in his hand reflecting a faint cold light.

"Surviving under Twin-Wings' sword is worthy of praise."

Kurogane Ouma held his ever-present nodachi, his expression cold.

"But don't think that was due to your own strength. That woman has always had a soft heart - anyone can survive against her as long as they don't offend her... She might even save strangers just because they're children."

He closed his eyes, as if recalling some unpleasant memory.

"Perhaps you're right."

Eiji pondered, agreeing with Kurogane Ouma's assessment.

That woman - one could indeed see mercy in her sword.

"However, my true strength isn't for you to judge."

"Hmph, still stubborn."

Kurogane Ouma seemed amused.

"Then let me teach you a lesson, to make you understand that your strength means nothing before true power!"

"I'd like to see you try."

Eiji also smiled.

His gaze seemed to look at a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Both sides, deploy your Devices!"

Shinguuji Kurono's voice rang out.

Eiji silently extended his hand, a silver-white katana with shimmering, wave-like brilliance gradually materializing in his grasp.

Shinguuji Kurono's expression was extremely serious.

These two were the most outstanding swordsmen of their generation - the slightest mistake could lead to tragedy, so she had to remain absolutely focused!

She glanced at the two competitors on the field, confirming they were both ready.

"—Let's go ahead!"

The moment her hand swept down, the large screen suddenly turned crimson.

The words "MATCH START" burst into the audience's vision with tremendous impact, instantly igniting everyone's passion!

"Shiiing!"

The moment the battle began, Kurogane Ouma drew his nodachi.

A single blade swung out in a shaky arc.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere was torn apart, and a vacuum crack abruptly appeared in the air!

"Wind Blade!"

A massive atmospheric blade pressed forward from the front toward the opponent.

"Incredible! The Gale Sword Emperor launched a fierce assault the moment the match began! He sliced through the atmosphere to form a Wind Blade—what a swift move! Is its speed comparable to Touka's Raikiri? A supersonic slash? How terrifying!"

Exclamations of astonishment erupted from the commentators' booth.