At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Hey, ha."

Impossible shock to the chest, blowing far rearward.

He glides for a while, falls off his back on the ground and kills the rolling momentum, slaps the ground and wakes up his body.

There is no serious damage due to reinforcement and protection, but there is still a shock in the chest.

"Ooh, that's awesome. Do you want to react?"

A rock man who looks up at me and laughs with pleasure as he slaps his hand. Hey, Mr. Dodd.

For some reason, I'm in combat training with that guy today. No, actually, I just wanted to check on my powers in the name of training.

'Cause they brought me to a training ground looking square, and there's nobody around, and I'm the only one dealing with that guy.

"I went out with Byabya, and you're going out with me today."

Then they took him out.

I was writing yesterday's school report.

"I heard the story, but it's amazing, you."

"Well, why don't you just let it go at an acceptable rate and then say it?"

I was able to fall back so that I didn't eat critically and properly with triple reinforcement, but I could barely react.

I think a quadruple enhancement would help us catch up, but we're always on that speed over there. This one's got a time limit.

You can't win this.

Besides, it's not a hoarding thing because it's been adding and subtracting that movement.

Then I'll go from the right.

Mr. Dodd proclaims with his right arm groping. Probably right, right from him.

Forced to breathe, take a half-body stance that puts your usual right hand forward.

and at the same time he blew out of sight.

He feels chills from the bottom and reflexes his body backwards.

Plus, just a little late, the upper cut runs to the position where my face was, and I see him release a forward kick in time for the critical guard.

He stood still and suffered no loss of courage, but was nevertheless blown away again with a shock that paralyzed his arm. I thought my arm would break even though I took it as I stepped back.

"Oh, I knew it was awesome, take it."

He doesn't chase, he says like he was impressed to see me enduring arm paralysis.

This man is too strong. Same class as Mr. Mirka and Mr. Celes.

Maybe even with a four-piece enhancement, it's definitely easy to say.

But...

"Huh!!

Anyway, I already found out. There's no point hiding it, and do it!

Four reinforcements are made to penetrate with all the effort and strike while weaving the feints.

"Oh, wow, wow."

I'm doing my best to be serious, but he smiles with an extra smile.

On the feint, he was shown the difference in the clearly living timeline of playing the blow of fate.

I won't touch anything but his defensive hands. I can't even touch my clothes.

"Oops."

He gets a kick in the stomach like all he sees is remnants, much faster than the earlier attack, and is flown back.

I missed the point for once, but I knew it was a critical level of response.

He also rolls on the ground, jumps up his body and regains his posture.

"Yeah, yeah, good reaction. It's been a really long time since I've seen a kid who can't get in so far properly. Good for you, Uml heroes. I envy having a good apprentice."

At the same time he was impressed, he said smudged with a voice he seemed genuinely envious of.

I mean, is there not a human being in this country who could be called his successor?

"Aren't you in Ligarat?

Misleading the pain, he stands up and talks with patience about how hard it is to take a break.

I ate it in my stomach, so it's really hard to talk. But I want to take a break.

Once the quadruple reinforcement has been removed, it is positioned in the supplied state. Enough magic. Eh?

"Um, I have good muscles. Come on. Look, Rigalat's getting peaceful right now, and let's learn to be friends, 'cause the air's getting stronger. Come on. There aren't many kids who can work this way."

He talks as he grips his fist.

Right, isn't there much military stuff going on in Ligarat?

I think that's a little dangerous. Though other countries have recognized this country, they don't have any countries that look down on it as' subhuman 'yet.

Good for Mr. Geena and their survival, but I'm worried afterwards.

"And even if you have the power, you can't talk about it with a guy who doesn't have a heart. We don't need people who just wield power."

I felt questioned about the meaning of power by him speaking with such sharp eyes as chills.

I can't say I have the power with my heart, like he says.

Mental weakness and awareness.

"When that happens, few guys are worthy of teaching - come on. I'm so jealous. Wow."

Everything about the seriousness you've just had disappears, Mr. Dodd, and it's sloppy.

Aren't you there? But if I can't use magic, I'll lose a lot to the kids in this country.

Yesterday's tiger boy or whatever, he's definitely no match for power.

"Now, are you ready for a break?

I turned my gaze toward this one with the item dripping, and they asked me if I had had enough rest.

Time is running out of time.

"Yeah, well, I've managed to get paralyzed"

I didn't take it completely, but I can't move.

To be honest, it sounded pretty good on my stomach, and it's hard to move though.

"Yeah, that's good. Do you still have the guts to do it, even though it would be quite heavy and have an impact? It's really good to have a workout to the point of misleading the effects of a blow to the belly."

Ugh, you're also finding out all the effects of a blow to the stomach are big.

Well, it would be natural to think so if you were so thoughtful. I just managed to misalign the strike point, because I didn't flush it.

I feel confident I threw up when I was eating moro on River.

"Well, let's just go, shall we?"

I sincerely regretted what I said about his words and the attacks that followed.

I got a lot of attacks like the remnants of earlier, and they knocked me out almost irresistibly.

I already got it if I thought it moved, and I can't rebuild it or anything after I get it to come in a series of attacks.

There's nothing that I can't see at all, but I just couldn't handle it because it all seemed rash.

"Hmm, couldn't it be bouldered?"

When he regained consciousness, he said with a laugh of karakara.

I would have liked it at least to stop before my consciousness flies.

Besides, he doesn't seem to be good at magic, whether it's vegan performance.

With Mr. Nyong, with this guy, you really often thought about enslaving these people, old people!

"But it was still a good move. When I decided I couldn't take it and saw you eating it off so it wouldn't be fatal, I thought it was really well trained."

"Well, I'm used to being spilled by people who can't follow me."

Like Mr. Lynn or Mr. Lynn or Mr. Lynn. Like Mr. Later Lynn.

Because I'm gonna punch in at a rate I can't go about serious, that guy.

How many fractures have you broken and how many times have you gone around?

"You're firm and strong, maybe we're all just as strong on the face of exploring the ruins before this?

If you think about it, it could be a demon opponent's battle, but they must have been exploratory.

They weren't part of the team. I mean, it could be the worst situation to fight alone, and they still thought they could do something about it.

Mr. Geena was just too famous to hide in the shadows, and they're awesome too.

No, maybe they're famous in this country, too.

"Uh, Drawer and Feronia are stronger than me. Especially Feronia. Because if he's serious, he won't be stylish."

Seriously, is that non-talking person that strong?

What a country. Are you sure these people lived in an oppressed environment as slaves?

I think it's obviously more powerful to live as a free man.

"No one can beat Master Geena to the boulder."

Is Mr. Geena stronger after all?

That man, Mr. Lynn, is the one who knocked him down. You don't look the same.

But that's outrageous.

Speaking of which, the presence of Mr. Byabya in the site exploration facade means that he's strong, too.

But that guy, his pretty voice and image at school are too strong to imagine a place to fight.

I guess the others figure it out somehow.

"Oh, because the weakest of us is Sueli."

I say it with a mean grin, but this expression is somewhat reminiscent of Mr. Aroness's mischievous time.

You don't have to trust me very much. This.