Tomoyuki

Richard Huang, by bravely sacrificing himself, is given a new chance at life. In a world filled with technology so advanced that it is indistinguishable from magic, and overrun by monsters from another dimension. Following the footsteps of his adopted father, he enrolls in Jing Tian Magic Academy to become a summoner.

Wait, what? Summoning is not viable? The current meta is all about fast, aggressive burn spells or lockdown and control strategies? Getting defeated by swift combat techniques before I can summon my giant monsters?

...sucks to be me, I guess.

Warning: contains a lot of parodies of other stories (most noticeably Battle Frenzy) and fourth-wall breaking. If you hate Deadpool, you'll probably hate this story too.

Summoner Sovereign

The moment the commentator signaled the start of the match, Kureha Franklin wasted no time lunging forward. Her sword swept toward my neck, intending to decapitate me in a single stroke, but I parried it with both Hei Yue and Bai Ri.

We dueled fiercely across the arena, trading over a hundred blows in under a second. Kureha's fluid movements flowed like water, the silver flash of her sword the only proof that she was wielding metal. I struggled to keep up with her – fortunately, while my mana was near exhausted, I still had enough stamina to fight physically.

Even so, Kureha was the Sword Saint. Her superlative skill with the sword far surpassed mine – hell, she was superior to even Kuf Van Peer. Blood leaked from my hands, shoulders and chest when I found myself unable to completely deflect her swords. Huffing, I fought as best as I could, both of my swords weaving through the lethal pattern of strokes and figure-eights that Kureha carved.

Chapter 423: Sword Saint