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PART 1
A maelstrom of cheers and applause could be heard from far away. Both figures walking on the bridge towards the platform seems to be unfazed by it though. Their sharp gazes gazes seem to be unbreakable by anything. The only that could stop their strong determination should be the apocalypse itself.
Safllee Opendays was walking on the right, strong and mighty. Her footsteps are of those who had walked this earth for many decades. Her golden blonde hair glistened as it was swaying in the winter air. No one would dare say heer outfit today would look ridiculous.
As for Kamijou Touma,
His footsteps seem to lack as much determination as the one on his left, but it still holds a mighty presence to some extent. His expression was not different from how he normally looks—only his gaze seems to have a different light than it normally does. As if he was about to crush something completely.
In general, these two seem impregnable.
Which is ironic in this city since these two would be considered the powerless.
Kamijou and Safllee looked at each other simultaneously as if clock-work, and examined each other. One was an experienced fighter, while the other, a strong but weak highschool student.
"Not too late to throw in the towel." Saflee gave her opening satement. "No offense, but I think you're the most easiest to take down out of all the people in that whacked shrine."
In a way, she doesn't know what she's talking about. Kamijou may be portrayed as weak to most people, but he has actually beaten about half of the guys in there.
For instance, Misaka Mikoto could not even land a clear hit on him; not even once. Until this day she has yet beaten him in an all-out battle(A reason maybe because he always runs away when she involuntary puts him in what he calls railgun catch).
He may have not properly defeated Cendrillon, but he sure could go at it with her on even grounds if he were learn some type of martial art properly(but that won't happen anytime soon because Kamijou is busy feeding Index while Cendrillon, as she isnow his ally, will probably loseon purpose).
Mugino Shizuri may also be added to this category, but is not certain that he will gain victory a second time. Unlike the basketball match where he negates all her attacks properly and disgards her electromagnetic arm.
The best example should be Accelerator. Not only is he the number one of Academy City, a city full of espers and intriguing fighters, he is also one of the two people in the entire world who could awaken and have the power that can be varied to an artificial angel.
The only one there who Kamijou has fought and was unable to gain victory should be Shokuhou Kinsei. Since the Calvary match, Kamijou found no solution in countering his energy roulette. His hand will not work either because his power allows his body to be medium to transfer and transform energy into a lethal weapon. To put it in short: he is EXTREMELY hard to deal with.
Kamijou shook his head a bit before responding to her.
"I may not be the strongest in there, heck, I might even be the weakest...but that is not what's important. What's important is that I have the tenacity to push forward and wish to win everyone. And no one can tell me otherwise."
"...Such resolution." She whispered that to herself. "What reason pushes you go this far anyway? If there wasn't that prize money for grabs, I would've already gave up half way through."
That was absolutely a lie. No way a person as tough and strong-willed as Saflee would ever give in half-way through. She had only said that to test kamijou's confidence and see whether or not his conscience will waver or not. But instead he answered.
"For credits so that I won't repeat a year."
"...Come again."
"I came here to gain credits so that I won't flunk this year and end up being the only repeat of my entire class."
"You've got to joking." She scoffed.
"Well, there was also a friends request to enter and help out, but I think they can take care of themselves...anyways, education is supposed to be the most important thing a highschool student should be thinking about right?"
"True. But you're saying that while attending a match where the strongest of the strong are here to massacre each other. No matter how you look at it, this isn't what a normal highschool student would do."
"For your information, I quit being norm since the day I woke up in the hospital and lost my memories." Kamijou says it without much care. He used to talk about his memory loss with an uncomfortable air around him, but after it being revealed by Fiamma, he now does not put much thought to it. "And for your information, I don't think you're that normal either."
"Hey, I think I'm pretty normal compared to the messed up minds in there."
"...Er..." He couldn't really deny that even if she's talking about his comrades. There are people ranging from a white haired psychopath, who is also a lolicon and sadist, till yanderes with a bad eye and arm.
"I have a feeling we should talk about this sometime later." Kamijou suggested as he brushed through his hair once again. As he said that, they were already inches away from the platform.
Just then, Haruno had already started announcing once again.
"Here you go people! Kamijou Touma and Safllee Opendays!"
The sound from the audience got amplified a dozen times more than it was before. If Kamijou or Saflee were any closer to the spectators seats, they should be deafened by the loud noises.
It was really no surprise that these two would be the viewer's favorites. Not because they were strong, but because of how they were able to come this far through other means than talent. In other words, they are the underdogs of this entire sports day event. And these two had their own unique traits that gained appeal from the others.
Step!
Both took their positions on each half of the platform. Saflee was leisurely crossing her arms and stood sideways before Kamijou. While the boy took a boxing stance without footwork, and only his right fist was clenched.
(Bring it.) Saflee thought. (This stance looks as if I'm full of openings, so feel free to be the first idiot to get counter-attacked. Even if the one I beat up back in Baggage City was a fake, it should have been based on the real ones battle capabilities. That means a sharp blow to the occipital lobe should end it beautifully.)
Saflee tapped the floor with her heel a few times and heard a hollow sound from beneath. That means there's nothing below the floor but the lake.
(The floor is literally made of wood? Good then. If this was concrete or reinforced steel, a single throw could take out all of someone's organs. That should be more dangerous than some idiot with a knife or a gun.)
This also means that using submission moves won't be as effective as she had hoped. Because if Kamijou were to be slammed to the floor, he would sustain very low damage, or go through the floor and dismiss the flow of battle.
Other than that, Saflee also looked closely at how Kamijou was standing. It may look like he's used to battles, but in a professional's perspective like Saflee, Kamijou looks like a disciple level martial artist.
First, his footing is too much focused to his back heel, he maybe planning to use it for acceleration.
Second, obviously exposing your right fist as your weapon of choice clearly means that you will use that hand; Safllee can, with pleasure, anticipate a right hook.
Third, he's placing too much stress in his shoulders so that he won't sustain much damage once hit. But he's applying it wrongly. He's using the defense of Karate users where one must place their thighs together and elbows next to their bodies. But Kamijou is separating his elbow from his body and only straining his shoulders.
And lastly, he's placing too much focus to Saflee's temple. His eyes are clearly looking at it. Saflee can plan to have the right hook that he may have been preparing to land right there. So she acts as if she is not protecting her head at all.
She is truly a professional.
(This battle is in the bag...problem is: how'd he survive this far with this much of an amateur level of fighting skills?)
"Now since we're all ready..." he coughed slightly before raising his hand into the air. "Let's get ready to rumbleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Kamijou wasted no time at all and placed force in his back heel and pushed himself forward like a bullet. He used the force he gained from the floor to increase his speed to Saflee. The distance between them was shortened to nearly 0 in a matter of seconds.
Kamijou hurled his body back and swung his right hand in a hook to Saflee's temple...like she expected.
(This guy is too predictable.)
Saflee bent her back backwards at a 45 degree angle and easily avoided Kamijou's hook. Then she used her long legs to swipe Kamijou's legs. With no training in his lower boy, Kamijou's legs flew in the air.
Gaining the opportunity she wanted, she swung her head back and slammed her knee at the boy who was still airborne from her leg swipe. He should be flying a few meters away by now.
But he didn't.
Kamijou held her knee as it was coming in, and tried his best to plant his feet on the wooden floor. He changed from holding the knee with two hands, to using only his right hand. With one free hand, he used it to send a clear uppercut to Saflee's lower jaw.
Her head was swung to the back once again, this time at a more ferocious speed. Kamijou's grip at her knee was loosened, Saflee immediately retracted it and took a step back.
Kamijou followed her right away and closed the distance once again. He pulled his right hand back and clenched it into a fist.
But Saflee was faster.
She gained back her balance and sent a quick jab to the boy's face. It was a soft hit, but it disrupted his attack and slowed down his right hand. But since it didn't stop completely, his right hand was still going towards her. Saflee now just ducked to avoid the slow fist and hammered many fists into Kamijou's upper body.
With a cry of pain, Kamijou lifted both hands above his head and held them together. He then dropped it down to the woman who was hammering his torso and abdomen. It was unavoidable from her position, so she received it completely with the back of her head.
Her head immediately slammed into the hard floor. The taste of blood and wood got inside her mouth. But she doesn't have the time to think of that just yet. She quickly rolled to her left. Saflee luckily avoided Kamijou's foot that was aimed for her head.
Stomp!
Kamijou's foot had now double it's original strength due to him wearing thick-soled sandals, so his foot crumbled the floor he had just stomped on.
Saflee didn't roll for long. She applied force to her hands and lifted her legs into the air. From her hand-stand position, she pulled back both legs and kicked them hard to Kamijou's chins.
Bang! With the stiff sound, Kamijou staggered to the back but stil lable to maintain his balance and hold his chin with his left hand.
Saflee thought best to keep the distance and keep her defense. So she's using her time to reexamine the boy she underestimated.
(His moves maybe rough...but it's still quite impressive to be able to hold back my knee back there...and his counter back there was very decisive...)
Saflee adjusted her posture and wiped the wood chips stuck to her lips. But it seems that the rusty taste of blood won't escape her mouth so easily.
"Looks like a straight forward method won't work." Saflee's got caught by Kamijou's single sentence. "So, let's try this!"
The moment Kamijou shouted this, Saflee's attention was diverted onto Kamijou's words.
But at this moment,
While she was distracted, Kamijou charged in at Saflee. So this was his plan.
"!"
Completely shocked, Saflee sent a right jab towards the charging figure of Kamijou Touma, but it was too late. Almost sticking to Saflee, Kamijou twisted his abdomen and swung his arm with all his weight. However, he was not using his fists to punch like an ordinary fighter, but an elbow at Saflee's chest. This hit that was infused with all of a person's weight could break ribs and pierce through a heart. It was a complete killer blow.
And Saflee Opendays.
Facing this hammer-like blow that was about to hit her unguarded chest, she decided to make a simultaneous strike with a hook to Kamijou's left cheek and a knee at his waist. This counter may not hurt him that much, but atleast Kamijou would slow his speed down to lessen the speed of his elbow.
BAM!
What rang out wasn't the sound of a fist or knee hitting Kamijou's body, but the impact of an elbow.
"Eh?"
Puzzled, Saflee inadvertantly opened her mouth.
Kamijou wasn't afraid at all. He didn't turn his head away, he wasn't stiff. he stared at the enemy straight in the face and slammed the hammer-like elbow straight into the enemy's face.
Saflee fell backwards by the impact and fell on her back. Being the professional she is, Saflee quickly pushed the floor with her right elbow, and bounced back up. She abruptly thought of a way to continue the battle flow back to her appeal.
"Don't try and think about it..."
Kamijou closed the distance between the two and slammed another fist at Saflee's guard. The woman was shaken, but strengthened her lower body just in time to resist the impact.
BAM! Kamijou let out a stomp underneath her foot. But this isn't the sole landing on the
floor.
But the foot.
Saflee's foot got stamped on by Kamijou Touma. The loud stomping sound was actually
a cheap blow.
"Ka...AHHH!"
Saflee feels that her foot got nailed and inadvertently tries to back off, but her foot got held,
and she can't move. Saflee's body sways, unable to do anything, and her eyes look down at the
foot that got stomped on.
But this is a fatal mistake.
The moment Saflee looked down, Kamijou smashes his head down from the blind spot
above, and the hard forehead slams onto Saflee's undefended skullcap.
GONG! With the sound of this intense hit, Saflee's feet lose balance. It's like she got hit by
some concrete block or some glass ashtray.
But Kamijou doesn't step.
Kamijou's right hand starts to move. Saflee can roughly see Kamijou's right hand
take a large swing at her hand. In boxing terms, it's a hook. The sure-kill boxing technique moves
in a horizontal manner as it's aimed at Saflee's temple.
With her foot stepped on, Saflee couldn't back away, and her dazed brain can't see the attack
clearly and dodge. Thus, she can only just her hand to block the side of her head.
Shu! The punch missed.
(...?)
This less-than-a-second blank causes Saflee to be stunned. Both of them are so close that their
noses can touch each others, so there's really no need to swing a missed punch. Why didn't
Kamijou's fist hit in such a distance?
It's not that he didn't hit, but he deliberately missed.
Saflee got the answer in less than a second. Kamijou's punch passes the side of Saflee's head and is aimed at the back of her head. It's as if his hook is aimed at hugging the neck.
The back of the head.
Even if it's karate or boxing, it's illegal to hit here as there may be aftershocks.
BOOM! A huge impact.
"Gy...aa, a!?"
This hit causes all the strength in Saflee's body to vanish as her body tumbles down. The 2nd
punch that Kamijou sent out fizzes past her head from above.
But Saflee is unable to make use of this chance.
Because of these savage illegal attacks, Saflee couldn't take it and collapses onto the floor. Her
wrists are moving irregularly. Her brain loses balance, not knowing where to stand towards. The
moment the strength in her abdomen relaxes, something seems like it will flow out from her
stomach.
If she compares the man with a satellite dish on his back and the Kihara girl's attacks to slamming the entire body onto a huge metal plate, Kamijou's attacks are like the nails that are smashed into the main 'vital spots' on the skeleton.
Front back left right up down far near. Though she's facing Kamijou, Saflee feels that she's
being stared at by numerous people around him.
"I've got to thank a friend who taught me these techniques."
Looking down at Saflee, Kamijou spoke.
There was an uncomfortable difference between Kamijou and Saflee.
Kamijou should have the fighting abilities equivalent to that of a street thug, but he actually was able to close all the openings that could possibly be made by every amateur.
It was as though he was an expert that has been through many battlefields and gotten stronger every time he survived a life-threatening battle.
"...uu, ahh...tsu!"
Saflee frantically tries to get even.
Even though she's forcing herself to even move her fingers, she's still trying to stand up.
"It's useless. Because of how the human body is constructed, there are some parts that
can't be strengthened no matter how much training you make. For more information, please read
the Kaitai Shinsho."
In other words, those are vital spots.
"AIDS can't be healed through willpower, the Ebola virus won't be healed through
patience, everyone knows that, right? It's the same logic, right now, you can't stand up, it's not a
mental issue but an anatomical issue."
Saflee spat a drop on the floor and glared up to Kamijou's face.
"Ugh...the way you talk sounds different...and those moves aren't official tactics right?"
"Good guess." Kamijou smiled. "A friend that I told about used to pummel me like this and gave that annoying speech. I may have gotten used to that habit of his and used some myself."
"So...you have friends who use cheap tricks?"
Cheap blows.
Even though numerous people in the past have confirmed its effectiveness, the destructiveness is
too powerful that most people abstain from using it out of consciousness. However, these have
become Tsuchimikado Motoharu's favourite weapons.
And currently, Kamijou is using it against an enemy who his right hand will have no effect on.
As all sanely reasons are concerned, there was no thought of Kamijou even wanting to use such vulgar and dirty fighting techniques. But the situation held no time to have such meaningless thoughts.
Even if he's criticized as being despicable and dirty after this, Kamijou won't even frown.
Tsuchimikado and Kamijou fights on the battlefield with their lives on the line.
To all members of the Delta force, defeat will mean that everything they promised their lives protecting will be lost.
Two shadows of boys could be seen overlapping Kamijou. Both of which are taller than him and wearing a childish smirk. But one had blue hair and piercings, while the other had blonde hair and blue sunglasses.
"...-u"
Saflee looks up at this strong opponent who's looking down at her.
But Kamijou shows a gentle smile that shouldn't be used in this situation at Saflee.
No matter what reason Kamijou is making that smile right now, Saflee only sees it as proof of weakness. She could feel her fists throbbing and her heart racing. The bloodthirst she had been bottling up this whole morning is ready to pop out any second.
(Da, damn it...!)
Saflee glares at Kamijou's face as the count for her defeat was already starting. She grits her teeth and tries to get up. However, her wrist trembles as she moves, and she can't support her own weight.
Also, there's a mistaken feeling that if she uses too much force, blood will be lost from her weight.
Even so, she still has to stand up.
She has to!
(...Come on you piece-of-trash arms—move!)
Saflee grits her teeth, forcing her muscles that are like cut wires and aren't following orders.
The fingers grab the floor, gradually increasing in power.
(LET THIS EXHILIRATION LAST FOR A LITTLE LONGER!)
A cracking sound can be heard within Saflee's body.
But she doesn't mind. Besides, her body doesn't feel too much pain now.
She crouches down, barely forcing her upper body up.
"Want to continue?" Kamijou asked the woman who is gradually coming to her feet.
Saflee's eyes are glaring at the highschool boy who's looking down at her.
"Let's end this Touma...and let's get some of that tempura you Japanese are so proud of. It should leave a good after-taste."
Saflee spoke nonchalantly as the countdown stopped at 9. She may have been hammered with many attacks, but she still views Kamijou as a formidable rival instead of a detestable enemy. Kamijou doesn't see her as any of that, but he still fights her as a friend.
"Wo...WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
!"
Just like that, Saflee Opendays roared as she ran forward.
Just this action alone makes Saflee's muscles, bones, organs and blood vessels cry out in agony.
In this narrow distance between them, Kamijou and Saflee are calcuting their attack ranges. In Saflee's case, she has the advantage of her longer legs and superior lower body stremgth, but Kamijou himself should have some stalling tactics that will exhaust her. But he doesn't seem like he's going to use them though.
He must beat the enemy. He must beat the enemy at this moment.
Right now, the smile disappears off Kamijou's face as though he's being respectful to the
enemy. His arms get into a boxing pose, swaying about slightly and looking like he's going
to go all out. For a battle between an expert and an amateur, this may be too reckless, too merciless,
but Saflee smiles. To Saflee, it means that Kamijou's willing to go all out.
Saflee clenches her limp fists and silently raise them.
A second of blank.
Kamijou and Saflee's fists tap each other.
At that moment, the fight restarts.
BAM! Kamijou immediately dashes up at Saflee.
This time, Saflee takes a step back, and so didn't get her foot stepped on.
But the momentum Kamijou has when charging hasn't changed.
In such a short distance, where the noses can touch each other, Kamijou swings his fist.
The right hook takes a huge semicircle—it looks ordinary, but it's another attack to the back of
the head!
"...!"
But Saflee immediately brings her left hand to the back of her head to protect it. If the brain
that maintains the balance gets hit, one hit will be enough to knock someone out. That's really a
killer technique.
Dong! The impact was the same as being hit by a steel pipe. But she was able to hold back the pain and swing her knee right at Kamijou's hip.
His body swayed slightly before he pulled back his arm to guard his face from another fist that was launched to his face.
But unexpectedly,Kamijou's left and right hand that's defending doesn't take any impact.
Looking closely, Saflee takes back the right hand that's swung halfway and launch into
another attack.
(A feint?)
Crash! She swirled her body to gain enough centrifugal force and slammed a round house kick to Kamijou's unguarded left flank.
Kamijou gave a painful grunt before placing his left foot to the back, and pulled back his foot to give him enough pressure to make another hook to Saflee.
"Hmph!"
Saflee instinctively raised her left arm in front of her as to make a shield for the right arm that was about to come; because this punch, too, was certainly a one-hit KO fist that will determine the entire match.
Swoosh!
Her face was full with shock as the fist that was suppose to hook her face twisted amazingly mid-way and barely grazed her guard. Kamijou pulled back that arm abruptly and prepared another attack in her blind spot.
That's right.
A move that can beat an opponent can't be called a killer technique. A real killer technique is one
that makes enemies fear its name alone without even using it, one worthy of the title 'sure-kill'.
But the moment Saflee realised it, it's too late. In such a short distance, Saflee pulled a hand
back, meaning that he left the entire body unprotected, sold to the enemy.
In contrast, Kamijou doesn't have any unnecessary moves.
Kamijou isn't clenching his left hand. The open hand cuts an arc at an amazing speed and
smacks onto Saflee's ear. PA! The impact passes through the ear into the eardrum and the
three semicircular canals. Saflee's legs weaken as they lose their sense of balance.
"Ge...ku-Ah...!?"
Her senses are not far from losing. Saflee staggers a few steps to the back, and her arms swaying from side to side like a drunk. Kamijou wasn't someone to waste this opportunity. He crouched down and quickly dashed to the position under her arms.
His prepared left arm was bent outward; his elbow aimed at Saflee's unguarded stomach. He used the help of his right arm to push his elbow to increase the damage. Once everything was ready, he unleashed his strongest elbow strike he ever made since the beginning of this match.
"Gack!?"
Saflee's stomach acid must be moving in an awkward motion. She spewed some food she ate before the match while Kamijou's elbow was still at her gut. If this elbow was aimed a bit higher, it may have been able to stop her heart.
But Saflee wasn't finished yet.
While Kamijou didn't pull his hand back, Saflee's feet left the floor and wrapped Kamijou's left arm that was stuck to her. It was entwined like a vine around a tree-branch. Kamijou was too stunned by her effort that he didn't pull that arm back.
Snap!
There was no hesitation at all. Saflee disloacted Kamijou's left shoulder instantly by twisting both her legs at the correct angle. Kamijou squealed in pain as Saflee released the now useless arm and planted her feet on the floor.
Kamijou still effortlessly swung the dangling arm like a whip to slap Saflee. It hit it's target, but that light attack won't knock this young woman out. Instead, she swiped that away with her left elbow.
Saflee continued her combo. She placed her fists next to her abdomen and prepared to attempt to do a simultaneous thrust. Kamijou was still grunting in pain, but he had enough consciousness to cross both arms around his abdomen so it could shield him from an attack at this range.
But that's not what she's aiming for.
Saflee lashed out both arms at the same time. The simultaneous fist thrust into Kamijou's defenseless knees. The boy's eyes widened as a shocking pain reached his nerves. Hecouldn't keep up his balance and bent down.
Just as Kamijou's kneecap bends down, at the moment he's about to kneel down, Saflee's
right hand attacks again. It's not a fist, but a hammer-like elbow. Kamijou managed to see it, but
the limp and tired limbs are unable to accept the commands. The hard hit isn't aimed at the face
or the chest, but at Kamijou's chest.
DON!
Kamijou was still to escape this by slamming his right fist to her elbow. But by doing so, his middle and pinkie snapped. Saflee thinks of this moment as bad, and jumps backward to calculate another battle plan.
Kamijou tries to straightly kick the fleeing woman, but he only kicks the air as Saflee had already anticipated this attack.
Saflee did not want Kamijou anytime to breathe, but she herself knows well that it is reckless to attack rashly at him at Kamijou's current state of mind.
The boy took this chance to regain his composure. He reached for his arm that was dislocated and...
Crack!
…..Pushed it back to it's original position.
He did the same to both his broken fingers. His face was drenched with blood and pain, but it's better to feel this pain rather than having a useless limb in this intense battle; that was atleast his opinion.
A steady stalemate was once again present between the two.
Neither of the two had sustained any bleeding, with the exceptional of blood spewing from the mouth and internal bleeding in the ears. There were only bruises and swollen parts all around. Most of the wounds are internal and can't be seen by the naked eye.
These twos exhaustion has nearly reached it's limits. Anymore would just lead the to their own limbs self-destructing.
Pant! Pant!
Both were having hard and short breaths. It seems that even their lungs are just an instant away from bursting. But their strong gazes never left each others.
"...To think..." Kamijou paused because he felt some pain running through his thighs. "...that you'll also use cheap tricks..."
"I'm no amateur you know." She revealed a playful smile despite having a painful expression. "Before I became the person I am now, I joined lots of underground matches and learned a thing or two. Trust me when I say this, those guys have more way to cheat than you can ever imagine..."
Kamijou didn't respond to that. He just looked at Saflee one more time before checking the clock.
5 minutes remaining before it ends.
"Looks like we won't have enough time to drag this on."
"Yes...looks like this prolonged destruction will finally reach it's closing chapter." Saflee said so with a hint of grief in her tone. "...that's why I hope for you to pull it all out in this last parry."
"...Let me guess, you want an extravagant ending?" Saflee didn't answer, but Kamijou knew what she wanted to say by the childish grin and squinted eyes she's making. "...Fine."
Smack!
Kamijou bumped his own fists together creating a thunderous roar. His body was enveloped with a sense of power and dignity, even his expression has changed to be more calm and collective. The shadow of an expert martial artist was cast over him, as if that will protect him in this last few minutes.
"...Then I'm pulling out all the stops."
"Fine by me!"
Kamijou spat some spit and blood before walking to the center of the platform. Saflee nodded and followed suit.
It took a few seconds, but these two were now a footstep away from each other right in the center of the platform.
Stomp!
Both of them planted each of their right foot in between the others legs as a form of a leg-lock. Neither of them were injured by this, but what followed after was something really different.
Bang!
Both unleashed a strong jab to each others faces. They both were taken back by the force of their own fists, but the legs that were holding them together pulled them back up to their orginal position.
Once back, they set another punch again, this time twice as fast as the previous fist. A loud thick sound of fist+face was heard, but both held their heads at the exact same position, and their gazes were always locked on to each other.
WhaM!
Crash!
Thud!
Three consecutive hits each rained down on the two at the same time; each of which came from one of the 8 limbs of either side. The problem is that it's hard to determine whether what they used as a weapon due to their speed.
Crash!
In the turmoil, Kamijou slammed his forehead into his opponent. It made her head jolt backwards, but she pulled it back just as fast as it was swung backwards. She quickly returned the blow by sending an uppercut to Kamijou's jaw. The boy gritted his teeth just in time, but because he placed too much in decreasing damage to his face, he was pummeled in the body with an array of nearly 10 attacks.
With a roar of pain, he twisted his body and thrust his hand right in the center of Saflee's face. He could feel the cartilage shattering beneath his fingers. But the two were still able to swing more blows to each other.
Bam!
SwoosH!
GacK!
Thud!
Smash!
Plack!
Uck!
Thud!
Bam!
SwoosH!
GacK!
Thud!
Smash!
Plack!
Uck!
Thud!
The two kept exchanging fists between each other in close range; gaining more speed each time their fists hit it's designated target. Their fists now are replaced by shadows of arms moving at light-speed. The aftereffects of their fists was at the point of making a fog on their opponents.
The floor itself vibrated as each fist sent by one another was no different from a miniaturized seismic quake. But the two never got more than a meters' distance because both of them anchor each other by the two legs that are intertwined.
But no matter how many times they get hit by each other, they never lower the speed of their tempo. As if they they are placing everything they've got in this battle.
PART 2
The atmosphere at the spectators seats also changed remarkably. When this match began, they were all cheering their lungs out for the competitor they were routing for. But now, silence ruled over them as the match was reaching it's climax.
No one said a word, no one blinked, no one even tried to breathe loudly as to not disrupt their attention from the epic battle currently erupting at the platform.
The battle wasn't as extravagant as what everyone sees in Chinese martial art movies, nor was it filled with the excitement of flashing powers of elements or someone flying which was the main attraction of Academy City. But the resolution and decisiveness of both their fists were able to captivate this group of 500 into never looking away from this battle.
"Tsuchimikado..." Kanzaki broke the silence in their group by calling the blonde boy sitting in front of her. "...How is this going to end?"
"...Hard to tell." He spoke quietly. "When this whole thing started, I thought Saflee had the advantage by superior techniques, but the battle flow went to Kami-yan's side once he started using my moves...but it changed once again when Saflee also used cheap blows and feints."
"So what you're trying to say is that Kami-yan and Saflee-neechan is actually on equal terms." Aogami who was sitting crossed armed next to him concluded what his friend had said.
"You can call it that. But the two are actually in different fields. Like two geniuses with different majors." Tsuchimikado started explaining once more.
"Kami-yan for one has the upper-hand of the more better build than hers. He's been through many battles until his body has turned into something more sustainable than human. So I can say it freely that Kami-yan can take hits better than most people. Not to mention his strong-will."
"But Saflee-neechan is still very dangerous. Her skills are a variety of techniques that came from different parts of the world. There were the double thrust in Karate, the enemy twist in Jujitsu, even the knee slamming in Muay Thai. Her fists are also harder than Kami-yans because she had proper training, unlike Kami-yan who never ever trains his moves."
Tsuchimikado paused once again after speaking so many words at once. All of the Necessarius' members nonchalantly listened to him and gave an understanding nod. Even some strangers in the back seat turned their heads to listen his analysis of the two brawlers.
"Then it's going to be one heck of a gamble. These two decide to end it all with a good-old stand off. So frustrating nyaaa." Aogami complained and swayed his arms in dismay.
"No..." Kanzaki said while looking intently Aogami.
"Touma will win...we know it."
PART 3
The exchanging of fist continued furiously inside the platform. Their speed did not decrease by a little since their first exchange. But some fists grazed each other even though none of them dodged at this distance. It must mean that they must be weak to a level that their own peripheral vission is starting to worsen.
But these two still recklessly swung their fists at each other.
These two won't stop their fists until the bell is rung.
This is fight where each of their pride is on the line.
Each one fighting for their one belief.
Saflee's belief is based around around pure destruction, pure as in not involving or bringing anything unnecessary when destroying something, like collateral damage, and the exhilaration that comes from it. She entered the tournament to prove that those with special abilities aren't the ones to set the standards and was willing to get the help no matter what.
That is why she must defeat Kamijou so that she can prove that she is above Academy City.
Kamijou's belief is to protect everyone he can. Kamijou is the type that acts before he thinks. He can never just sit around upon seeing someone in a pinch and will go to great lengths to protect or help the person. This he does at great risk to himself, which typically results in him being hospitalized for several days after each confrontation.
That is why he must defeat Saflee so that he is capable of bringing happiness to everyone.
Ting! Ting!Ting!Ting!Ting!Ting!Ting!Ting!
And the artificial bell was rung.
Both competitors stopped their fists and each took a step back. Saflee Opendays immediately sat on the floor and took a deep breath. As for Kamijou, he placed his hands on his hips and stared at the skies above.
"Since this battle was ended without a victor, we would like everyone to mail in your votes on who will win." Haruno, who has been absent this entire time, began his announcements once more.
Saflee looked at the spectators stands and saw that everyone brought up their phones and started to mailing the Tokiwadai committee.
"No regrets right?" Kamijou called Saflee as she was sitting. "No hard feeling if either one of us loses right?"
Saflee didn't answer right away. She gave Kamijou a solemn expression and peacefully closed her eyes. In a few seconds, she opened them again and looked straight at the beaten up Kamijou.
"Yeah...but you're paying for the tempura if you lose."
"But if I win, buy me a carton of eggs. The one free-loading in my house just finished my last batch two days ago."
Then there was laughter.
The two figures battling out to their deaths was now a thing of the past. These two are now changing laughter and joy as if they were life-long friends.
But that's just how these two are.
"And now we've got everyone's votes!" Haruno shouted through his mike. Kamijou and Saflee abruptly went quite and held their breathes to anticipate the upcoming votes.
"Saflee Opendays..." He dragged his voice in an exaggerated fashion.
"...3,467 votes!"
Roooooooooooooarrr!
A maelstorm of cheering came once again from the distant crowd. A smile went across Saflee's face as she can see the signs of victory nearing.
"And Kamijou Touma..."
Everyone went quiet once more. This score will determine who will go forward and who will lose. Kamijou Touma found it hard to swallow his saliva at a time like this; maybe a person like him fears defeat the most.
"...3 thousand..."
Haruno dragged it on forward, giving more agitation to Kamijou.
"...570!"
Rooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOar!
A more louder roar than Saflee's was heard. Drinks, foods, and hats flew in the air at the stands. Everyone was congratulating Kamijou on his success.
Kamijou himself was nearly crying with joy. But he only smiled widely and swung one arm in the air. He then went to look at Saflee Opendays,the one he had just beaten by a hundred points or so.
The young woman's face was filled with shock for moment, but her mouth then formed a warm smile. Saflee gave Kamijou Touma a thumbs-up and her official wink.
…...Then she collapsed on the floor.
Kamijou didn't help her up immediately. He knew well that she just needed some sleep after a hard battle. He'll be the one to help her up later anyway. And then they will...
"If your already done, stop hogging the arena. Other people's got to use it too you know."
PART 4
Kamijou was caught by surprise. A tall figure suddenly was standing behind him and was talking with a terrifying voice. Terrifying enough to make Kamijou's blood run cold. The boy quickly leaped forward and looked back at who it was.
A red gi and dirty blonde hair.
"Kakine Teitoku."
"Right." The boy who was also the city's number 2 spoke with the same terrifying tone. "Now we know each other, so get off now. It's my turn to fight."
Kamijou was a loss at words. He didn't have time to savour his moment of victory, and he's being chased by some guy he barely knows. Even if it's a person such as him, he can't ignore it.
"Oh, take this one with you. She's ruining the floor." Kakine grabbed Saflee by the hair and threw her towards Kamijou with enormous arm-strength.
Kamijou caught her, but he slid on the floor because the force was too strong. Once he was able to brake, he stared at the young woman in his arms. He immediately looked back at Kakine.
That was the last straw.
"Why you!?"
Kamijou was going to go strike Kakine, but his shoulder was held by a very large firm hand. He looked back at who it was and found someone familiar.
"Knight Leader?"
It was Knight Leader.
The captain and leader of the Knights of England, one of the three organizations in charge of Britain's magical affairs along with the Royal Family and Necessarius, is now stopping Kamijou from doing reckless acts.
He wore green cargo pants and a light yellow flak jacket. He also had glasses with no lens giving him a more intelligent look and his normally well-kept hair was turned into an exaggerated hairstyle consisting of a large forelock of blond hair. The glasses are not necessary for him to see, and appear to be purely cosmetic.
"Leave that for later. Right now, we are having a match. So may I ask you to please leave the premises." Knight leader looked at the boy with knowing eyes and reprimanded that he should leave.
"But-!"
"Don't worry...I'll defeat him in your stead." Knight leader stated as he swung a steel metal pipe from behind him. It was a lot different from the swords he normally wields, but it was still glowing with an aura of power and significance.
"Grrrrr..."
Kamijou was struck with a conundrum of duty versus wanted to beat Kakine, but he had to leave due to obligation and rules of the tournament. But he looked at the one in his arms.
(I wouldn't stand a chance now...and I need to bring Saflee to the infirmary fast.)
His decision was then made. He nodded to Knight Leader and then ran back to the shrine with Saflee in his arms.
"And now that these two are already here...Knight Leader Vs Kakine Teitoku..." Haruno started announcing again, but Kamijou was too distracted in running than to listen to him.
Kamijou himself was also very tired.
There was no severe bleeding, but he's as beaten as the one he's holding. His legs are on the verge tearing apart, the kneecaps smashed by Saflee were aching, even his spine feels like jelly. But he must force himself for a little longer.
The boy finally reached the shrine. He walked in to it and found a medical team right away. They were on stand-by in the shrine in case something like this were to happen. They opened up a stretcher and confirmed Kamijou that they were going to transport her to the infirmary on the second floor.
After Kamijou left Saflee in good hands, he heard the voice of Haruno announcing the beginning of the fight. Kamijou quickly denied the first-aid from the medical team and ran back to witness the fight between those two monsters.
He didn't take that many turns, so it only took him a few seconds to meet up with Accelerator and Miska who were at the competitor's viewing stand. Kamijou approached the rails and looked at the platform in the center of the lake.
"6...7...8..."
(What? Why is Haruno-san counting already? Didn't he just announce the beginning!?)
Kamijou quickly moved his eyes to the bodies of the fighters. Kakine was leisurely picking his ears with his pinkie while whistling a tune Kamijou couldn't hear. And as for Knight Leader...
He was on the ground.
His clothes were completely torn as if they were left in a shredder, blood soaked his entire body, his pupils dialated marking that he already lost his consciousness, and and limbs sprawled apart. His steel pipe was no where to be found at first, but Kamijou soon found it jammed into Knight Leader's abdomen as if Kakine was trying to pin him to the wooden floor.
(All that happened in the 3 second gap I was gone?...)
Kamijou was struck by fear.
As long as he can remember, he had faced many incredibly indestructible people. People whose powers were as if came from a story book or a one-shot manga. And Knight Leader was one of them.
As a knight, he is a skilled swordsman who fights wielding his sword. When he had the Blessing of Archangel Michael that was given by the Original Curtana, the Knight Leader shown great skills and was capable of defeating Kanzaki Kaori with absurd ease, not even needing to draw his own sword: he was capable of moving at speeds even the Saint can't match; managed to capture the 'Nanasen' (Seven Flash) steel wires with one hand, scrunch it up into a steel ball then thrown it back as an attack against Kanzaki; and managed to stop Kanzaki's 'Yuisen' (Single Flash) attack that was said to be capable of even harming Christian Archangels with only the other hand.
He was truly a figure of strength.
(But why is he reduced to this?)
Kamijou's mind is filled by only one question. HE tried to find out what it was and stared intently at the platform. He stared at it for a period of time until Kakine's gaze was looking at his.
That was a big mistake.
Swooosh!
A gust of wind past through Kamijou, and figure of the number 2 was standing on the rails right infront of him. It was like teleportation, the warping of the law of physics itself. Kamijou instinctively took a step back because there was an ominous presence enveloping Kakine.
The two boys looked into each other's eyes. Kamijou's form reflecting in Kakine's pupils, and Kakine's form reflecting in Kamijou's pupils. It was as if these two were seizing each other up.
" I see." Kakine started speaking. "Accelerator got beat twice by chicken-shit like you."
"...So? Got a problem with that?" Kamijou didn't feel comfortable having a conversation with this person. It's as if he doesn't see Kamijou as a human being—not that Kamijou sees him as one.
"Cocky bastard are you? I don't mind the attitude, but could you lighten up a bit. I'm not trying to kill you yet, so it's better that we're on safe grounds." Those were words coming from a guy who nearly murdered a British knight.
"Say whatever you want, I'll meet you in the last round to return it with interest." Kamijou said his word of challenge.
"Really?" Kakine mockingly smiled at him as his eyes surveyed the other competitors watching their conversation. There was still a nifty amount of strong individuals present despite 3 that had already been taken down. "Ya think that you'll beat all these bastards and fight me at the top?"
"I don't know if you have a superiority complex or if you were raised to be that way," Kamijou showed his clench right fist at the number 2, "But I'm sure that I won't lose to anyone until I kill that twisted illusion of yours."
This was the first time in this conversation that Kakine showed signs of shock. He knew better than anyone else how strong he is, so why is this level 0 not afraid of what he's packing?
Kakine turned his gaze to Accelerator. Unexpectedly, the Albino was quietly paying attention to the twos conversation. Kakine moved his lips to utter some words, and disappeared the same way he did before.
"...What did he say?" Kamijou asked Accelerator.
"You really want to know?" Kamijou nodded. Accelerator just sighed and scratched his head. "He said..."
PART 5
Saflee Openday's was gaining consciousness.
Her eyes slowly open to see the fluorescent light mounted on the ceiling. She tried her best to move her aching body, but the blanket covering made this effort twice as hard as it's supposed to.
After finally removing the blanket, she got up in a sitting position and looked around. It was like any hospital room you can find anywhere around the world. Everything was clean, steralised, and solely based on the color white. The only difference should be that there was a really large window on one side of the wall for the injured to see the match.
Saflee could see four other people present in this room.
One was Shirai Kuroko. She had a bandages wrapped around her foot and heel. Looks as though her tow that was snapped was already fixed by the doctors here. Other than that, she only had plasters and gauze at several places underneath her clothes. It also looks like she found some hairbands to tie her original pig-tails.
The bed next to her was occupied by Cendrillon. Saflee couldn't see her so well though because she was hiding herself under the blanket like a turtle. Saflee swore she hear Cendrillon mumble under her breath "I can't be Kamijou-sama's wife anymore".
She turned her eyes to the opposite direction and found a frog-faced doctor looking through his files with a nurse bringing some more for him. Maybe she took some time to examine his face, because he turned to look at her as if he felt he was being watched.
"Ah, Saflee! How are you doing?" HE spoke her language fluently, catching her off-guard. She quickly nodded in response, implying that she feels better.
"Good, I just injected you with a syrum I had just invented some time ago. It's designed to lessen bruises, restore fatigue, and reduce swelling. It could be a miracle medicine, who knows?" The frog-faced doctor gave her a smile. She couldn't help but smile back.
Then she heard a door sliding.
She turned to her right to see someone pulling the sliding door that was close to her bed. She examined the person coming in right away and recognized his torn black gi and spiky black hair in an instant.
"Touma, hey!" She waved at him, and he waved back.
"How are your wounds healing?" He asked with full concern.
"Doing well right now. My healing skills are of legendary level! No offense doc, your medicine also had a major part in it."
"None taken." the doctor said that and continued his paperwork. He left a syringe next to his table and grabbed a pen to make some notes.
Kamijou walked to the table and took the syringe. This may have been what the doctor wanted. He's been seeing this doctor as long as he can remember, so he's got a good idea what he's thinking.
Kamijou walked to the bed that was closest to the window and sat on it. He looked at the needle of the syringe for a second and tapped it with his index finger. After a thorough examination of the syringe, he injected it in his right arm.
A low grunt was made as the fluid traveled through his body, but he was patient and looked out the window. There was another battle about to begin.
There wraps another chapter hope you guys like it. I had to put it short this week because I have an AP biology test tomorrow and my mid-terms on Wednesday. Not to mention Military on Thursday. There's als oa high possiblity that I won't update next week's chapter but please be patient. I would thank all of you till now who's been giving me support. I hope you stick to the end. I may suck at statistics, but this will end in 8 chapters or so. Hope to see you soon. Kevslave signing out.
P.S. I'm still waiting for fanarts! Hahahahahhahahah!