"Well, since it's the first day of school, we're not going to class! However, there is one thing to announce on the teacher's side, which is about the selection of representatives of the Seven Star Sword Martial Arts Festival, please take out the student handbook. ”

Hearing Origi-sensei's instructions, Emiya Shirou and other students took out their student handbooks.

Unlike Emiya's student handbook in his previous life, it is not in the shape of a small notebook, but an LCD device similar to a mobile phone.

The student ID card of the Broken Army Academy is a machine with excellent performance. There are quite a lot of functions, which can be used as proof of identity, wallet, mobile phone, PDA, etc.

Although the chairman of the board of directors also mentioned it at the opening ceremony, the teacher repeated it again. Until last year, the Broken Army Academy was based on the ability value as the standard to select the representative players. ”

"However, since this year, the aptitude selection system has been abolished and replaced with a practical selection system that all students can participate in! All students will conduct a selection battle, and six students with excellent grades will be selected to participate as the representative of the contestants! ”

"Wow~ What an exhilaration! The itinerary of the competition will be sent to each student handbook by the selection executive committee. Please check the time and go to the designated place on the designated date. Those who do not arrive will be judged defeated without a fight, so please be careful ♡. ”

"And what about the interval between games, Xiao Youli?"

After listening to Mr. Origi's explanation, Kuroti Kazuki, who attached great importance to the selection of representatives of the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival, hurriedly asked.

"Time? It's about every three days, and everyone has to play more than 10 games. ”

"That's it!"

Hearing the detailed explanation of Mr. Origi, Kurotetsu Kazuki was finally relieved.

After all, his sword stunt can only be used once a day, and if he has to fight every day or even twice a day, the situation will be very difficult for him.

And now, the three-day battle couldn't be better for him.

"Well, is it so troublesome?"

"Indeed!"

"To be honest, I don't really want to participate in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival."

At the same time as Teacher Origi Yuri finished explaining, the discussion in the class gradually sounded.

Unlike the fantasy form of the usual training, the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival will be in the form of a real image.

As a weapon made of souls, the inherent spirit suit can switch back and forth between fantasy form and real form.

In the fantasy form, the Bladeblader's attacks will only reduce the opponent's physical strength, but will not endanger the opponent's life.

In all of their previous training, these future Bladecutters have been in fantasy form.

And the real form is the real form.

The battle in the real image form is the battle of real swords and guns, and it is a battle of flesh and blood.

Under such a premise, many students could not speak of the courage to go to war.

At the same time, Emiya Shirou, who was holding his face in a daze with his palm, couldn't help but think about his own affairs.

As for whether or not to participate in the Seven Stars Sword Dance Festival, Emiya Shirou can only say at will.

After all, with his strength, he is definitely the strongest existence among the student knights.

Even Heitie Kazuki and Stella, who will reach the final stage in the future, can only barely compete with themselves.

It can only be said that they are unlucky, these two people are not good with themselves.

and Stella, who is immune to fire damage because of Loki's protection.

With this alone, Stella's strength will be greatly reduced.

The only thing she can compete with is her world's number one magic.

As for Heitie Yihui, it is even worse.

Kurotetsu Kazuki can read other people's sword skills, and even other people's way of thinking.

And you can read other people's experiences.

A sword Shura or something, you may not be able to learn it.

Coupled with the crushing of all attributes, tsk!

Although Emiya Shirou's data on the entrance test is not conspicuous, those data are not valuable at all.

In those data, it really wasn't possible to manipulate Emiya Shirou with magic power, and he admitted it.

But the total amount of mana is just a lot lost when the mana is fused and transformed, or it won't be long before his mana comes back.

As for the other attributes, it's a matter of rating.

All of the world's stat ratings are related to mana.

Attack is the attack power under mana enhancement, and defense is defense under mana strength.

To be honest, even if these things don't use magic power, their physical bodies alone are several times stronger than their magic power.

But people don't look at this!

As for physical fitness, Emiya Shirou can only say A-level, the upper limit.

If physical strength 10 is A-level, then physical strength 20 is also A-level, and Emiya Shirou's physical strength of 100 is also A-level!

Can this A-level compare to A-class?

In terms of physical fitness alone, Emiya Shirou can completely blow up the opponents in this world.

But the world also has things to learn.

That's skill and intrinsic clothing.

Although Emiya Shirou was able to read the experience in the weapon, it did not make him a step to the sky.

These experiences can only enable him to get started and grow quickly.

But none of his skills have reached a very high level, and he can only be said to be proficient.

Except, of course, for bows and arrows.

But isn't it an international practice for archers to be proficient in close combat?

This is a different world, where there are many people who have learned their weapons to the top.

Here, Emiya Shirou will hone his true skills.

And besides, is there a better place than this world for Emiya Shirou?

Everyone has an inherent spiritual attire.

These things can be called treasures.

This inherently spiritual costume that fills the world can definitely make one's infinite sword system even more powerful.

And you only need to look at it to copy the inherent spiritual costume yourself, and you don't need to fight the other party in person at all.

On the contrary, the time of the game has delayed me watching the game a little.

After all, you need to be there in person, and it is useless to watch the video.

But if you don't participate, it's a pity, after all, the competition or something, it's still quite interesting.

"It's a bit hard to choose!"

As for whether to participate in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but get entangled.

And when Emiya Shirou was entangled, the teacher Origi Arari above was also constantly solving the confusion for the students.

After all the classmates had no problems, he himself had problems.

"Then students, in the next whole year, you must study hard with all your might! Ladies and gentlemen, let's cheer and vomit together!! (vomiting blood)"

"Little Youli !!"

Looking at Mr. Ararito Oriki, who was vomiting blood, all the students shouted loudly.

And Emiya Shirou and Kurotetsu Kazuki also quickly rushed to the podium to check on Mr. Oriki, who was constantly vomiting blood.

The sudden tragedy caused panic among the students.

As a repeater, Kazuki Kurotetsu, who is familiar with Oriki's teacher, comforts his classmates while holding Oriki's shoulders.

"Don't worry too much, Origi-sensei is really just quite weak."

"It's strange if you don't worry! The teacher vomited a big puddle of blood!? ”

Hearing Kurotetsu Kazuki's comfort, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but spit out.

"Ahem, ahem, Heitie-san is right, it's okay."

Mr. Oriki coughed and smiled faintly at the anxious students, as if they would pass away at any moment.

"Teacher, I've been vomiting about one liter of blood every day since I was a child!"

"How can this be okay!?"

"Ahem! Ahem, oops, after all, the teacher has been dragging this body for more than 20 years, and he is still strong. Hehehe, that's amazing, right? ”

"Please don't show off such a pathetic thing. Uh, anyway, I'll take the teacher to the infirmary first, and please clean up the pool of blood first. ”

"Okay, leave it to us!"

A girl with golden peach hair nodded. Seeing this, Kurotetsu Kazuki took Origi-sensei's shoulders and went to the health room.