The Strongest Transcendent In History Is The Strongest

  Chapter 5: The Semi Finals

  Timeskip To The Semi Finals-

  As the exhilarating atmosphere of the arena crackles with energy, Zen'nō, the impartial referee and tournament organizer, calmly announces the next match-up. With a voice that carries authority while maintaining a sense of calmness, he declares, “Next up, we have Kiro versus Shiro.” The crowd buzzes with anticipation, eager to witness the showdown between two formidable competitors.

  With a steady confidence, I step into the arena alongside my opponent, Shiro. He has a striking appearance that captures attention; his white hair flows like a silver river, contrasting sharply with his intense blue eyes, and he is dressed in a stylish black and white school uniform that consists of tailored black pants and polished school shoes. The design of his outfit hints at both professionalism and youthful bravado.

  As we stand across from each other, Zen'nō raises his voice once more, uttering a simple yet decisive, “Begin!” His words echo in the charged air, signaling the start of our battle.

  Shiro and Kiro two skilled combatants, took their positions on the training ground, each adopting a distinctive stance that illustrated their unique fighting styles and philosophies. Shiro, with a calm yet assertive demeanor, settled into a low, grounded stance, known as the 'Iron Lotus.' This pose involved a slight bend in the knees, feet positioned shoulder-width apart, and hands poised at chest level, ready to strike or defend. This stance symbolized Shiro's emphasis on stability and control, suggesting that he values a strong defense while waiting for the perfect moment to counterattack, his posture full of determination as he exclaims, “Let’s get started, shall we?”

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  I respond in kind, taking my own stance, I embraced a more dynamic and agile stance called the 'Wandering Wind.' With one foot slightly forward and his weight shifting on the balls of his feet, his knees were lightly bent, and his arms flowed outward, mimicking the movement of a gentle breeze. This stance illustrated my philosophy of adaptability and speed, showcasing his readiness to dart in and out of range, striking swiftly and evading potential threats. Together, their contrasting poses highlighted not only their individual strengths but also the complementary nature of their partnership in combat, each bringing a unique approach to their shared goal of mastery, while analyzing his movements. “Yes, indeed we shall,” I reply, my heart racing in anticipation of the clash.

  In a flash of motion, Shiro launches a fierce roundhouse kick aimed directly at my head, declaring, “Take this!” The crowd gasps at the speed of his attack, but I am quick to react. With precise timing, I catch his leg before it can connect, leveraging the momentum to drive my elbow into his solar plexus. “Nice try,” I comment, maintaining an air of composure despite the intensity of the moment.

  Shiro, undeterred, quickly recovers from the blow. “Not bad at all,” he responds, a hint of respect in his voice. I can't help but be intrigued; it was impressive that he managed to withstand my punch, showcasing the tenacity that defines a true fighter.

  With renewed determination, Shiro takes another stance, this time taunting me as he urges, “Come at me!” His challenge reverberates through the arena, igniting the crowd’s excitement. “Very well then,” I reply calmly, steeling myself for the next phase of our duel.

  I rush toward him, focusing my energy as I prepare to execute a kick aimed at his head. He anticipates my movement and blocks the strike effectively, but I have a contingency plan. I seamlessly transition my kick into a roundhouse maneuver, redirecting my attack with precision and catching him off-guard. The impact connects, knocking him to the ground with surprising force.

  As Shiro hits the ground, the audience roars in response to the dramatic turn of events. Zen'nō’s voice cuts through the noise with calm authority as he declares, “Shiro is out; Kiro wins!” The arena reverberates with applause, celebrating the intense showdown they had just witnessed, while I stand, my chest heaving with adrenaline and satisfaction from the hard-fought victory.

  To be continued...