Slowly raising the bamboo sword in his hand, he switched to the upper stance.
Hoo—!
Step forward, strike!
The exact same move as the last match.
Next followed the exact same scene as the last match...
Seeing the rapidly enlarging tip of the bamboo sword in front of him, Morioka's pupils suddenly shrank. His arm instinctively lifted, wanting to block Aoto's sword, but his movement was half a beat slower, and Aoto's sword struck directly on his head.
Morioka's helmet was hit heavily, causing him to retreat several steps backward.
Compared to Adachi in the last match, Morioka's performance was slightly better—he wasn't directly knocked to the ground, and after retreating several steps, he steadied his posture.
But that was of no use, being struck on a vital spot meant losing.
Two referees immediately extended their arms toward Aoto, loudly announcing Aoto's victory.
Just as Morioka was instantly defeated by Aoto's strike, a series of system sounds rushed through Aoto's mind—
