Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

A dueling ground for the Yamato powers. It is the unique establishment of this country created solely to carry out the duel. One theory also says that because there were too many duels all over the city, we went out of our way to set the rules and prepare the place, but its history is ancient and it has long been normal to duel in this place. That's what you can tell by looking at the wood with the season in it, and the duelling ground itself is aging, especially as rough as it can be inside where intense fighting takes place. On the ground is also called a crack, and the wooden fence that separates the slaughter trail from the surrounding audience does not play its part.

But that's not true if you're asked if you're leaving it, and there are a few carpenters who are repairing the fence from the outside between duels as well. Apparently it's broken from where I fixed it. Because of this, the repair is really simple, and it just seems to punch the wooden plate against the original fence.

On the other hand, the roughness on the ground is terrible. Not at all, no repairs seem to have been made. I don't know if that's what I'm looking for in anticipation of practice, but if I don't pay attention to my feet, I might be exposed to a glitch.

I was facing each other, feeling rough on the ground, right behind my feet.

That opponent, of course, is Singen, who has brought a duel with a sense of security like tea time.

"How far can you go with no magic restrictions... did you lose with that before"

Temporary enhancements, including physical enhancement, require magic. I mean, we can't make the usual moves in this fight. Happiness or unhappiness, a gift of daily training, my physical strengthening is out of skill level bounds.

Probably one of the reasons why I can overwhelm the others, which would be A-rank adventurer equivalent in terms of ability of the vegetables.

First, this is sealed.

Next, the skill system you specialize in consumes a lot of magic without leakage. In a way, I guess that's the most appropriate skill line for me with a Magic Mass Specific type, but if they're all sealed up, I know I won't be able to widen the battle without doing it.

Previously, it could be used with a small amount of magic, but this time it was completely zero. So the original local power is tested.

But Singen has the same conditions. It's no excuse when you lose. Well, I'm not even going to lose.

"It's too simple, but it's too difficult..."

Though I worried about what to do, I can't come up with a vision of beating Singen outside of the sword. So the Lord's Army is determined by the sword, but the Devil's Sword does not fit the spirit of this battle.

After I was troubled, I took three swords out of the storage space, one of which pierced the ground in front of me and the other two lowered to both hips. The two are inexplicably spare, but Scarlet Flame decides to carry them on his back just in case it all breaks. Well, if you pull out, you almost lose at that point...

Then, considering that storage space was also unavailable, about 20 daggers were set on chest and foot holders.

Can I have something like this?

"Is that enough?

"... oh, wait. Sorry, I've never had a duel like this before, so I still can't grasp the rules. It's stuck."

To confirm Singen, I looked over lightly, did a final check and then nodded.

"You never mind. It also takes time to prepare, because it's serious. It would be a mistake to blame an awkward man for waiting for a serious battle."

"... I'm starting to think that Singen is older than me."

Sadly, at the same age and rebirth, I laughed bitterly that Singen's words were ambitious and that the spirit seemed far more mature than mine.

At first glance, Singen's arming was the only knife he had put on his hips. Well, it's extra rare to be chatter-armed, like me, but I'm very anxious that I'd only have one.

That's all, I guess Singen trusts the knife, or her own arm, but the only thing I can be proud of about is the scarlet flame in the grey zone. Given the fact that relying too much on storage space has become an enemy or that we find ourselves in a situation where there are no weapons, I want to put a lot on my body. Not enough to damage the movement, but heavy in vain.

Singen, on the other hand, is truly a light outfit. In a short kimono with a short hem, it doesn't look very much like you're planting armor. I just have a restful salad wrapped around my chest.

He looked so nostalgic. Think of it, he was probably the most aggressive when it came to outfits alone. He won the quarterfinals with only one knife in his hand, not even his chest. Now that I think about it, this may be the standard for warriors in the Yamato powers, but the swordsmanship that comes through the billies is far stronger than it once was. If you think it's the same, I'll be the one to lose.

When I closed my eyes and cut off the extra thought, I switched it on quietly.

"... then let's get started"

Visual, auditory and tactile to clarify. Even the small motion of pulling out the sword fills the head with too much information. Thousands of different things, I pulled out the sword that pierced the ground and slowly walked out.

Singen didn't move off the spot. Pull one leg, lower your hips deeply, and put your right hand in front of your face. With your left hand attached to the sheath of your left hip, you can step in at the same time as you pull out a knife at any time. ─ As soon as you get in time, it's going to be a very heavy, fast blow. Suspicious if you can take it without physical strengthening.

I walk and take out my dagger with my left hand. And just before you get into time, pitch it toward Singen. I jumped my body in that straight line.

Meanwhile, Singen stepped in almost simultaneously. The hand and the sword hide in his body at the front. I predicted the orbit of the hand from my shoulder movement and lowered the system with the momentum to roll to the ground.

and at the next moment, a silver line plunders the tip of the hair on the back of the head. It also captures the central part of the dagger and bounces it far. I just checked the sound and shook up my sword. A body that fell off his left shoulder. Singen, half-stepping and slashing, returned the blade and shook it down at me at his feet.

"Huh...!

By rolling down the ground, I jump my body with the force of my arm. And when he landed with his back bent like a cat, he instantly kicked and pierced the ground.

The acceleration of the hind leg rides the hips, which is transmitted to the left arm with the knife. Singen also sticks his cutting edge out here in the same way.

Swords and knives, bodies and bodies intersect. Keep one piece of cloth at a distance, unlike Singen. Singen was laughing. Maybe I'm laughing with my teeth out too.

Attack and evasion. Me and Singen, who went between moments, took turns sliding through each other's sides.

And without getting my hair in, me and Singen clashed again.

Return your body and hit each other with your sword and sword from the front. I was slightly faster. But the force was higher on Singen.

I respond to Singen, who returns a lot of trouble using moves and cuts, by recieving them without being forced to take them.

But the power that could not be recirculated as the pickpockets sounded disturbing.

"Chip..."

Tongue-in-cheek, I hoisted my sword up so I could dig up the ground.

Fragments of crushed ground raised. Close your eyes, Singen. However, there was nothing like stopping the arm that was hanging from swinging down, and he kept swinging it down.

"─ Huh!

The sound of Singen's knife slamming the ground. Singen who opens his eyes and is taken aback.

I didn't look like me there.

"Too bad, this way"

I was right above him. That's three meters overhead.

Distance between reaching, even with swords and swords stretched out from one another. This one floats without [fixed space], versus Singen with ground to tread on.

But I'm the one who set it up.

"─ Is that what you're coming for!

I had already pulled my bow when Singen reacted to my voice and looked straight up. An arm squeezes to its limit and ejects an arrow directly below it.

The oversized arrow that popped instantly devoured the subtle distance that opened between me and Singen and fell.

The figure of Singen pulling herself away from the overhead ambush and dodging in time is covered in rising dust. I threw a dagger into the dust twice and went back to the ground.

Immediately pull the sword that crushed the surrounding ground from the ground.

and thrust through the dust that rose there, and the shadow of Singen loomed.

Again, this battle forbids the use of magic. I mean, in all this dust, which is usually nothing, you have no idea what they look like or how they move.

If you're not a fool without a thought, jumping into it yourself is either confident that you can handle it, or you've come to the battle knowing everything.

I jumped backwards instantly. The knife that slashed the sky momentarily returns it immediately and slashes it twice. Released at a tremendous rate, it blows dust and clears vision.

I saw the second slaughter end empty, and now I'm going in myself. Once I pulled the knife, I stuck my sword tip out again to Singen, who took the stand to poke me.

Your body crosses with the momentum intact. Oddly the aim is the same, the base part of the hand with the sword. In other words, stretched to the limit towards the right shoulder of both, they tear the clothes, leave a shallow residue on the skin, and stagger. I got blood all over my shoulder, Singen's around my side.

But without reacting in any way, the moment we circle into each other's backs, we suddenly stop with the legs in front of us and rotate our bodies. Decent, also slashing from right rotation, the blade staggered from the front again.

Kickin '!

The sound of a dull and sharp sword trident plays, sparks scattering. But its stiffness is instantaneous, and it immediately stops impending, not from either side, stopping at close range, and engages in slaughter.

About 20 times we hit the sword and knife, and each time we scattered sparks and blood, both of us went into battle with a 21st round slash without being able to strike a decision.

Until then, the attack was focused on speed, but I pull my sword deep once, releasing a blow with my hips on it. Singen, on the other hand, slashed off with both hands from the upper section.

I lowered my hips deep on the way down, and at the slightest amount of time I could, I slaughtered with all my strength.

"─ Brilliant. It is really full. Once, physically, I felt there was a minute for the awkward, but now it is completely antagonistic. I guess they've built up extraordinary workouts."

Forecasting the moment when the force antagonized and the movement stopped, Singen grinned and uttered praise.

"I refocused the weak once. I had a verse that neglected my basic abilities because I was too blessed with skills. But thanks to working out again from scratch, I managed to keep up with Singen's moves."

Yeah, I'm trying to keep up. A lot of it comes out later because Singen is still only slightly above me. And in the unusable conditions of magic, it appears to be quite a big difference.

"I didn't mean to work out half a dozen ways. I admire you honestly. I knew Singen was strong."

That said, I pushed my sword back and jumped backwards.

"No more, this sword. If we meet a few more times, we'll be sure to smash it."

The blade is rattling, even thin cracks run on the sword surface, and it is about to break anymore. On the other hand, Singen's knife is superior in making, but not a single scratch on the blade itself, either because it absorbs more force than that.

For once, my sword is a luxury piece of misrill use, but the difference in damage to this weapon just seems to represent a difference in the skill of the user.

Perhaps even if we keep doing this, I'll lose.

I threw my sword backwards.

"Are you changing your weapon?

"Oh, maybe it's cowardice, but this is how I do it"

I cross my empty hands and hold the pattern of my sword on my hips.

"Never mind. Instead, the awkward are concerned about the sword on his back, which is emitting its unusual signs. Still, to pull it out, it's unworthy..."

"No, that's not true. This sword is a raw and demonic sword. Besides, you can use magic on your own, or this guy's confidence holds magical power, so it's not for this fight."

To put it badly, it's out of control. Run wild on your own.

For once, you wave this guy, but you talk about cutting back or not killing him, because of that.

Pity story, I haven't gotten to the feeling of being one with the sword, like the first time I got this guy.

But knowing no such circumstance, Singen heard of the Devil's Sword and looked out for it rarely.

"Oh my God! Was it the Devil's Sword? Awkward, this is the first time I've seen it. I know this is a bad idea, but you want to skip it."

With an intriguing eye, Singen sees a scarlet flame pattern stretching out of my back. Without a heart or a voice, he plays and looks really fun.

Again, when I get that look on my face, I raise my mouth.

"Then let me pull it out. If this breaks, I'm gonna pull this out, even if I don't want to."

"It's funny! It is also a pleasure to tie the knife with Lord Ray. Take it and stand."

Singen grinned thinly, tightening her face. As tension increases more than before, I won't make it slightly mobile. It's like watching the movement, and then, in retribution, I don't pull my sword out of the sheath, while Singen sets up the blade of the sheath.

─ And Singen kicked through the ground.

A fleshy knife. With that, the body is approaching again at considerable speed.

Strike down from interruption. Be wary of the duplicity, or its punching is shallow and likely to bounce easily.

I only moved my left arm. Pull out the sword on the right and let the slash flow straight through your chest... it seemed like it suddenly caught on gawking.

"Huh...!

Stunning in Singen's eyes. But the hour is already late.

A right-hand sword, pulled out by a time difference, strikes Singen.

"Gaha!"

That's a sword without a blade. A sword to strike, not slay enemies. That's a critical hit on the flank of Singen, who was caught by his own sword and collapsed his body forward.

The distressed voice leaks. Singen was blown away far as she vomited blood reflexes.

Flipping in the air, Singen, who managed to rebuild and land, holds down his flank and lands on his knees.

"Damn... what is it, that sword..."

Singen stands up to support the sword, distorting his face. Foot that looks a little unbundled. Evidence that the damage taken is still there?

But still he stood up, the tip of his gaze - a distorted sword held in my right hand. I laid it down in front of my chest.

"I don't have two in the world, it's a bespoke sword."

A cause that stunned Singen and made him add a blow that if serious, made him into two. That is only in a distorted shape that is not normally possible.

Groove dug between sharp blade and blade. It is also apparent from the shape of the horned hole that it is not a coincidence product. Furthermore, once captured, lateral grooves stretched out of vertical grooves that are not easily escaped. Take a look at the sword from the side and you'll see that at a glance. It is the spread of holes, as if they were nests of ants, that have captured Singen's sword and created a deadly gap.

"I see, was that how it worked? All of a sudden, the sword fell and was about to take away… The Awkward never came true to Lord Ray, not just in terms of sword moves, but also in terms of building up ideas and drilling for such weapons"

"It's not even that big a deal. Just a thought, a substitute for being born."

If you want to play the attack, you can shield it. I just can't say the treatment is top notch, I just made that replacement with a sword. The vertical and horizontal grooves are the result of my delusions.

And the only time such a tricky attack can be decided is at the beginning. If you are a skilled user, it is not that difficult to target anything other than grooves.

But more than that...

"─ Okay, now it's our turn."

I felt from that temper that it was impossible for Singen to decide again.

"Ha!

A gushing voice of temper. And a body wrapped in pale light.

That was very much like Dick's aura, but something similar and non-existent. But it 's--

"Huh...! There is no magic."

"Whatever. But this is not reinforcement by magic, it's qigong"

"Qigong......?

Is that you?

Are you talking about a guy who can destroy a star or fly in the sky?

"Qigong is a technique that temporarily enhances the bond between the flesh and soul and strengthens the flesh"

... Apparently not.

"Can I do that, too?

"Qigong is expressed only through long training, otherwise mastery is impossible. The awkward learns qigong from childhood and expresses it at the age of 10. It was only a few months ago that I was able to strengthen my whole body."

"Too bad... you don't seem to be able to do it in two weeks"

I dropped my shoulder deliberately.

I felt it wasn't as easy as it would have been to wear right from the beginning, but if Singen had practiced since he was a little girl and been able to use it completely the other day, it would take a long time. During my stay, I can't seem to do anything about it.

"... So, I mean, is that an ant?

"It's an ant. Qigong does not use any magic, and because of the significance of the duel to test the achievements of training, Qigong does not fall under the prohibition."

"I see... then I have no choice"

In my head, I was remembered for the day I once exchanged swords with Singen.

Singen's fast-moving moves showed at the quarterfinals. Even from Singen's statement that it could only be enhanced in part, that's probably Qigong. That's the whole body this time. Though I don't use magic, the bondage of no magic is very tight as I am experiencing the annoyance of qigong with myself. but when I go into town, I say follow the town. I'm sorry I didn't learn qigong.

(But... this is...)

Cold sweat flows down my forehead. I don't feel like I can win anymore.

Perhaps I won't be able to keep up with Singen's movements. Before perception, the body.

Even if I foresaw the movement, it would be the same. You're the one who takes all the time off.

I'll put my right hand forward and my left foot behind me and take the stand. He put his weight on his heel so that he could turn at any time, and his consciousness was more alert to being taken behind him than the forward singen.

"─ Coming!

After all, Singen's movements were not comparable to those of earlier times. But it's still perceptible. If it's magical, it's never possible to keep up with it.

But without magic, the body still doesn't follow the movement.

There is an overwhelming lack of simple speed rather than reflexes, and simple power to take the slash off.

"Knock..."

I managed to keep my foot down every time I bumped into him, even as I followed Singen's movements. Until earlier, the sound of the sword trident, which was mutually reinforcing, turns into a clearly biased sound on one side.

Pushed, pushed, pushed.

Bounced, bounced, bounced.

Disturbed, disturbed, disturbed.

I was almost in the same place, flirting like a dancer.

"You should definitely ban it, this!

Or we should be magical!

But what a pointless cry that is. It just sounds like a loser howling.

"It's because I recognize Lord Ray's strength. Lord Ray still has the hidden balls, doesn't he, Awkward?

"Oh no, things, hey!

I rotate and play the sword that looms from behind me. But it's also bounced back the other way, and I'm in a volatile position, moving backwards, defending myself against the next attack.

Every time Gakun and his sword collide, he is struck by the shock of losing his shoulder. Is it only a matter of time before the settlement is reached?

Singen stood around taking advantage of his overwhelming speed, and didn't come in deep with the groove wary of the carved sword. Instead, flirt with me with the blade with the number of bouncers for sure.

And that time came right up.

Quinn...

Two silver lights dance in front of me, who crossed the sound of the slaughter of Singen in front of my head. An unexpected but stiff slaughter swung down my back at the sight.

Absolute hit. They definitely take the back and never make it back, such as fighting back. Avoidance and so on.

There is no longer anything left to be done but mindfulness about the pain in the meagre amount of time before it is slashed.

But... that was then. A blast of flames blew up on my back.

"Oh, my..."

A stunned voice is swallowed by the flames and I am pushed forward by a sudden impact from behind.

The wind pressure of the explosion blows through the area. Red dragon tattoos dancing in a circle on that wind. Leaving my hand and moving alone, it unleashes a fire overflowing from its body towards Singen, who blew it with an explosion.

"Knock... this is the Devil's Sword...!

Burning waves approaching Singen. ground that melts out like lava.

That was clearly emitting calories beyond the allowable limits I could handle.

"Stop, Scarlet Flame! This is a game! We're not killing each other!

I got my hands on the ground and I woke up and screamed.

Seeing, the whirlpool of fire was looming in front of Singen.

But did that cry arrive, and just before, the scorching wave alone avoids Singen, breaking into two parts. Right through the side of Singen, melting the earth. Plus, cold spines.

(Now... I almost killed Singen...)

To that fact, I set myself up as a user.

"Eh... bad, Singen. I haven't been able to use him yet."

"No, you don't have to apologize. It's awkward that I said I wanted to see the power of the Devil's Sword, so Lord Ray is not to blame."

I take the scarlet flames that have been arcing off the circle and the sky and put them back on my back.

"Let's keep it around here today. The battle is my loss. The last blow was definitely decided."

"No, it's a draw. Awkward man, for the last moment, fearful of the rough fire, he used his magic. The rules must be mutual."

I smiled at the honest Singen, and when I said yes, I offered my hand.

"Thanks. We'll do it again someday. And by then, I'm gonna try to use this guy."

"It's where I want it. The awkward will also continue their studies in the land."

Renew your promise, I swear to God.

Pulling out this sword in the person's hand is not until it can be used. Until then, I will never bring up this sword again when I deal with people.

Thus, the first duel in the Yamato Power engraved me with the danger of scarlet flames and closed the curtain.

─ ─ It's about that night.

There was a tragedy at the inn where we stayed.

"No, please don't. Yikes!

Spring trees tied with rope and screaming.

"I haven't seen it all out yet! A knit, a childhood tame, you'd understand, wouldn't you? To see it, I'm not exaggerating to say I stayed in this world!

A collection more conceded than Gilk was slapped and cracked in front of him, who believed in the hand and heart of childhood taming and cried out.

"No!

On the other hand.

"No, don't! Don't fish my stuff! There's nothing there..."

Similar sights were spread in the room next to it. Next door, right now, where Haruki screamed like an extinct demon, all the culprits tied up as well when they heard it, Gilk, had paled his face to many of the collections that came out of the bag.

"Oh, calm down, calm down, Charstena. You shouldn't have been like Ray doing things with no blood or tears like that. So put it back in the bag."

Charstena smiled at Gilk begging for his life, slapping them with her sword as much as she could.

"Novo! The supreme stuff I've ever collected hanging from my life. Ah!

Gilk screamed and fell forward. And were you satisfied with those two beaten down, the women send their contemptuous gaze to the two of them, and then they leave.

I whispered softly in Gilk's ear inviting the man's sympathy after a while.

"─ Isn't that the only thing you've been hiding?

"Why did you... ⁉?"

In one word, Gilk fought.

But in the words that follow shortly, refresh your attitude.

"Hey, Gilk. I think I can provide a stash that no one can find.

Yes, a secret stash that no one will ever find.

"Are you still on this side?"

"All the men are on that side"

"Well, that was something I didn't even have to ask. My best friend."

I exchanged my second hot handshake with Gilk today.