Tenmei Ryo smoothly wrapped his hand around the hilt of his sword with Mio as the target of his blade. His stance was masterful similar to what one would see in a textbook. He held that position and was as still as a statue.

“I never thought I’d be able to watch this duel in person.”

“One of the 5 Heroes from the past versus one of the top 100 fighters in the present. Who do you think is stronger?”

“Don’t you think the Sun Sword would win? The fighting style itself already has the upper hand…”

“I’m bored anyway. This seems entertaining.”

Players gathered in twos and threes and took a spot in the schoolyard. Perhaps the news had spread on the Community forums as well since it had become a major event with thousands of spectators.

“Their level of focus is amazing.”

“Yeah. They’re taking a long time reading[1] each other.”

Reading an opponent was something master fighters did before a fight. With just their sight, hearing, smell, and instinct, they would grasp their opponent’s capabilities. But that was what people often said to make it seem fancy. In simpler terms, they just stared each other down.

The members of Sky Soul tilted their heads. Tenmei Ryo was usually arrogant, but now, he was finding it difficult to make a move.

“The captain doesn’t seem like himself today.”

“Yeah. He’s taking really deep breaths.”

“Wait, I think his hands are shaking as well. Do you think he’s nervous?”

“That’s impossible. Since his opponent is his little sister, he’s probably concentrating so that...