Unexpectedly, there was a word in my head.
'You don't have to concentrate. If you concentrate too much, you can't see.
The words of Ray's father, Redick.
"─ ─ ─ Huh...?
A sword that was supposed to have been held in his hand was piercing the ground.
His eyes, which gradually regain their original radiance so that his pupils close, are blindly opened and directed towards scarlet flames that have left his own hands.
Relaxed state.
The phenomenon in front of me was difficult for Ray to accept.
The reason is simple.
For a moment, Ray was aware that he was going to make sure he regressed. That day, when I was immature, for just a few moments, I overwhelmed the enemy I couldn't possibly beat.
Why don't you open the lid?
It was easy to get up there. Play the score. Fly away, an obvious defeat for whoever sees it.
My mind refuses to understand. I felt like my eyes were covered with darkness.
Ray stood up on the spot, even though he had his sword pointed at him.
Look at that, King Yingjie moves. Drop the sword tip to the ground and reach gently over Ray's shoulder.
─ ─ Ton 'and Ray returns to me for a mild impact.
"You were about to be drunk by a sword, boy"
Said, Ray shook his body bikly.
A sweat flowing down his cheek from his forehead falls from his chin tip. The body trembles in small pieces, its expression as if it were frightened from the side.
But Ray wasn't afraid. It was unacceptable.
The fact that I was at the pole of the sword and lost in sword moves.
Absolute pride can sometimes be a sword of all blades. In Ray's case, it was my father's absolute trust in the sword that was it.
I must have followed my father's teachings and met the poles of the sword. That's why we were able to beat Elgranda the Demon King.
It can't be good to lose with sword moves again.
Too much longing, but the late Goto. Ray had more difficulty accepting that his father's sword had not arrived than his defeat.
But Ray is wrong about one thing.
King Yingjie grabbed Ray's chest barn and pulled him in gleefully.
"Are you going to tell me that you left yourself to the sword and that you were content with it?
Exactly, even without words, those shaky eyes speak.
"Boy, you're too small. Then can't you be stronger than that sword?"
Ray opens his eyes to words unfortunately spun. It's the first time I've noticed that since I was told.
King Yingjie's hand leaves Ray.
"Apparently the Devil's Sword was still too early for you. It's like a toddler wielding a great sword, really funny, dangerous. You still don't deserve that demon sword."
Ray was just relying on the power of borrowing. Reliance on the sword is not the same as asking the sword. Relying on it is nothing more than admitting that you are inferior to the sword.
How can I recognize such a master as my master?
"Let's be clear here. Redick's sword was far higher than yours. He's the only one who's been able to scratch my face in the last hundred years. And the person you want revenge on is stronger than him."
Even if the sharpness of the sword may fall, the sharpness will not increase. In Scarlet Flames, you can't kill the Demon King. Ray was able to win the battle ahead only because, for one thing, he had the advantage of magic power and Redick was hunting down the Demon King.
Leave it to the sword that will not grow, and it is not a vengeance that can be fulfilled.
Ray noticed it as he slowed down. And I found out that my father's sword was even higher.
"Let's hear it again now. Do you have my help?
The inquiry is sweet, and terrible.
Now if we give this hand to him, he will receive it without saying anything. And I suppose you will necessarily represent me in vengeance.
A man who is said to be closest to God.
Anna might be convinced by that. Whoever was deprived of someone in that day's battle, or even more so by Elgranda the Demon King, may be content with it.
But can Ray ever be satisfied with revenge he can't fulfill with this hand? ─ No, the answer is a long time ago.
I can't.
This battle is because the hatred that killed my father is not all I want.
"... I don't need it. This is my revenge."
What I saw in King Yingjie's eyes was not the weak expression or anything else that was losing its will to despair, but the laughter of the boy who pursues his dreams.
Ray didn't realize he looked like that, he just said his peeping eyes back.
"Why, laugh?
"Laugh...?
Ray glanced at his cheek with his hand, a little surprised. Suspended cheeks and raised cheek meat.
Oh, I was laughing, indeed.
Where were the laughing elements? Ray laughed and smiled at himself, thinking the same thing as King Yingjie's question.
"I don't know... I guess it's because my father taught me. When fighting, laugh. When it's hard, laugh. When you talk about dreams, laugh. Anyway, I was told to laugh and live like that."
Well, if you ask me if I remember each and every one of them in detail, no, but the only thing my father said loudest was probably the word laugh.
"What else did Redick teach you?
"I guess there's more to what I've seen and learned. But... I remember the day you first taught me the sword, all of a sudden I was told the extreme."
"Right. So, have you met the ultimate?
"No..."
Spitting words to deny, Ray remembered his father's words.
"One thing... you haven't met him. I thought I'd met him."
"Right. That's good."
"Oh."
Ray gripped his fist in a good way and nodded quietly.
Finally... I felt like I was finally able to grab it. of my father's teachings, its foothold.
"I didn't think it through."
Always, be natural. Don't relax and overindulge. Concentration narrows the horizon.
So even if you listen to the voice of the sword, you must not leave your body to it. That concentrates too much on the voice of the sword.
Don't stick to your moves either. The idea that if you decide on this move, you can win, narrows your choices.
Finally, could I chew on my father's teachings? Ray doesn't know that yet, but there was only one thing I could say.
What my father taught himself was not independent extremes.
Listening to the voice of the sword.
Abandoning moves.
Being a natural being.
That's three, one.
And then don't forget to smile. Ray can't say yet how that gets tangled up in its extremes.
However, Redik never forgot to smile at any time, and it was natural.
Maybe that makes sense.
"Ha-ha-ha!
So I decided to laugh for a second.
I shouted like an idiot and decided to laugh with all my might.
He laughs like that right after his defeat - he may think he touched his mind, but Ray laughs if he doesn't mind. Ray laughed when he made himself laughable and even louder.
"Sounds fun, boy. You got something?
"Oh, well, that's the most fun. I feel like I've seen my father's back for a long time."
"Right. I'm glad to hear that."
I couldn't help but laugh at King Yingjie's face.
So Ray stopped laughing and abruptly mouthed the thoughts that came to his head.
"King Yingjie, can you seriously punch me in with one shot"
The spot freezes for a moment in words that are sword-slapped and yet do not seem sane pronounced beforehand.
What the hell do you think such words come out of your mouth when you don't know the difference in strength in earlier battles, and you won't be weak?
"All right, boy! What are you thinking?
"No? I'm just interested. To the seriousness of what is said to be the most powerful adventurer."
Chronic, I'm not sure I am. Where was the element of chronic mindfulness?
So, Ray's right, are you just interested? If so, what reckless-- no, I don't know.
King Yingjie still says he only uses magic fill.
"Challenger has enough of that too. Yikes...! The chief once broke through the hierarchy!
"Of course I know such a famous story."
I want you not to lick it. Ray is probably on a level where he claims he doesn't have as many adventurer lovers as he does, and that already knows all sorts of stories. I'm a pathologically adventurous nerd.
"That's why I want to test this guy's performance with the power that puts him through that hierarchy."
Ray sticks his thumb up against his body - precisely the demon costume.
"I haven't tested my hatred and endurance yet. Can't you, King Yingjie?
"No, if you want to try, I have no differences. You're just gonna let me go with my fist."
King Yingjie put his sword back on his hips.
However, the arm strength of the hierarchy is still alive and well.
Common and fractured. In the worst case scenario, Roana felt anxious that the neighborhood would break into the labyrinth and tried to stop them.
But that's where King Yingjie's eyes shoot through Roana.
It's like when you're in a labyrinth. From the usual blurry atmosphere, with serious eyes that you can't even imagine, Roana can't even utter a word and steps on the spot.
"Come on, boy, you ready?"
"Oh, sure. But is your fist okay that way? The explosion won't scratch, will it?
Ray, looking up to cross his arms and peek in from there, worried about King Yingjie, who was opening and closing his right hand to make sure he was gripping.
"Don't worry. I have this."
With that said, King Yingjie broadly extended his right hand to the side.
"─ Dragon costume"
Kazu Yingjie's right arm glowed. It's a light that I recognize somewhere - no, not the other way around, Ray knows well.
"Dragonization, only part of it."
Ray was stunned and unintentionally untied the arrangement.
It should also have been covered in dragon scales in the arms of King Yingjie, whose luminescence had subsided. Plus, partial dragonization that Ray can't do. Only the arms protect King Yingjie's arms as if they were caged hands.
"Surprised... could King Yingjie also use protection"
Calm down, there's nothing funny about it. I even think it's stranger to think I can't use it the other way around.
But to those ray whines, King Yingjie seems to have learned to catch on a little bit. He has a kick-ass face.
"Nothing I can use, I'm the one who devised this?
"What? ⁉ Do you think so? ⁉"
I'm surprised to see you again. But it's also a story that I can convince somewhere.
It was kick-ass that Ray learned about dragonization that Dragon God taught him. At that time, Dragon God did say it was a technology knitted by people. It is surprising that it was King Yingjie, but there is an anecdote that far before Ray was born, King Yingjie had the Dragon God recognize his power.
Even then, the protectionisation may have passed on to the Dragon God.
"By the way, partial adherence is an application of qigong. It is a move that acts on the bond between the mind and the flesh, so it becomes such a composite move."
"Oh... Really?"
That's pretty laid up. According to Singen's story, the expression of qigong takes as early as a few years. It's not the kind of skill that acts on talent, it's the technology that will be honed over time. Speaking of how much Ray updated World Records, it won't be overnight.
"Don't you like qigong in that way? It's unusual for you to be versatile, but it's also a pleasure to try. That's right, and it's time to punch in, okay? Roana and her spirits are exhausted."
If you look me in the eye when you say it, Roana and the others watching around you were blue-faced wondering how long the city should endure the tension that might collapse. But still, now that King Yingjie is concerned about the ride, it would be against the only absolute code in this city to oppose it. To disobey, King Yingjie must be screwed down with force.
No one can do that. At least to those who are here.
Inevitably, there's nerves running down that way about what to do when the city collapses and how to contain the damage when it comes to trouble.
So tell him to hurry up.
Even if it collapses, it's cute compared to monsters in the deep end, so tell them to hurry up.
Roana and the others had complained silently.
"Okay, let's do it."
Ray crossed his arms again and dropped his hips deeply.
"Then..."
King Yingjie also wields his fist wide.
"Let me be serious - - Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Billy temper. It had mass and was inexorably scattered. And, as if Ray were wrapping his demonic costume, his body overflows with magic, and the field tends to feel the air hurts.
"That idiot chief! I don't know if you feel comfortable...!
Saying, Roana looked at the position of King Yingjie and Ray, then the two of them, and made a prediction.
"Everybody, turn around behind the boy! That's where you're gonna take it!
No one will dispute Roana's instructions to read the situation as soon as possible, and in a truly unmistakable move, gather behind Ray and build a wall in front of the men with shields.
Meanwhile, in the center of it, the magical light that burst with the roar converged on King Yingjie's right arm, and King Yingjie was ready for a serious blow.
Magic, chi, protection, and all of them converging right arms, the colors were faint and white brilliant.
"This is the move that crumbled the hierarchy..."
- One.
There's something Ray didn't know.
That the blow that King Yingjie had crumbled the hierarchy was not by the sword, but by the fist.
"- Bamboo Fist"
A move that weighed only on destruction was directed at Ray without a clue or anything.
A crystal of immense power looming in front of you. A man who blocks the opponent's movement with a few things - moves.
The condensed chi and magic even influenced the protection of the dragon god, and the stinging and disastrously growing dragon phosphorous resembled Ray's demonic costume very much.
In the strengthening of the arms, as I said it was optimal, the shape of the moves arrived at from a separate point of view was very similar.
No matter, there's a difference.
There was nothing about the feint. Necessary, rather than made to a premise in the first place, has loomed linearly and telephonically punchy.
Probably all I can think about is smashing it in stupidity. It's not particularly fast, there's nothing you can't avoid if you want to avoid it. Too crude for a move.
But Ray doesn't know such a complete move.
Supporting the battle is a different way to build a demon outfit in the first place.
If the demonic costume was created to cover everything too well, then the White Collapse Fist is only extremely destructive.
But what do you think?
If you're only pursuing destructive power without putting any feints in it, can you reproduce fist pressure like if you just touch it and it's crushed by a meteorite?
With such a pinch of thought, Ray stepped his crossed arms into the cushion, and sprayed his magic all over the rear.
The forehead is placed against the intersection of the arms, facing the white and shining arms, countered by a reverse force.
The demonic costume was still intolerable. Plated by the power of Ray and King Yingjie, he ran hives many times, but Ray can repair and carry.
But on the other hand, Ray's body was retreating to the fist pressure of destroying the hierarchy.
To be honest, Ray's purpose had already been achieved. Even the sincere blow of King Yingjie is critical but bearable. As far as performance is concerned, it can be said that it is much higher than assumed and the point of extension is gained. However......
─ ─ I want to see how far I can go.
A place where you can test performance that probably won't happen again. If so, it's people's minds that they want to try.
Ray chanted this in his heart, gushing with strength all over his body.
─ ─ Limit sublimation.
Not instantaneously, but permanently, Ray exerted even more pressure on the demonic costume while adjusting the output with magic power.
Start by continuing to supply 10% of the upper limit to the limit sublimation.
Next, 20%, 30% and Ray follows the stage to increase the output. To match it, the force that transcended the limits to be reduced to the flesh increased geometrically and functionally the force that hung on the demonic costume. As a result, the speed at which the demonic costume is destroyed also accelerates to proportions, eventually extending to dragon phosphorous.
Output is roughly 60%. Still, the momentum of King Yingjie's fist has not been stopped.
But to tell you the truth, this is the limit of the demon costume. If we raise the output any further, we must be prepared to scratch the flesh. But Ray took that step in full bloom.
"Haaaaaa!"
instantaneous increased pressure. With 100% output, Ray stepped out vigorously. The moment, the shattering dragon phosphorous. I don't chase down magic refills or anything.
There was a sense of fist eating into the meat. Something hard felt like bone twitching.
There is no longer any protection. Only my body. Yes, only the body.
"─ Huh!
Moment after moment, Ray stopped completely. As if time had stopped, not only the movement of the body, but also the retraction of the body had stopped again.
Everyone doubted their eyes at the sight of the moment. Even King Yingjie, who struck his fist, opens his eyes.
"Brilliant."
What leaked was pure praise everywhere. Against the power that crumbled the hierarchy. And it was a compliment for standing intact.
─ ─ Hardening
Skills that explosively enhance endurance instead of inability to move for a few seconds.
The effect of [the unshakable] originally applied twice as much correction to endurance.
Breaking the limits of protection, so to speak. Though that was for a moment and on the verge of the arm being completely stretched out, it is Karakuri who received the full strength of King Yingjie.
And it has been demonstrated here that its defense outperforms the demonic costume. There is no difference between once a day limit sublimation and another restriction, which means that you have a bill that is too valid.
Ray unwittingly loosened his cheeks...
"─ Ghoo... Huh!?
I blew it towards Roana and the others as Ray leaked his distressed voice so I could play it.
"Become... ⁉"
To Ray, who blew up at a time no one predicted, Roana and the others, though stunned, showed the primary explorer's maintenance and managed to take it to hold him down with a shield.
"Oh, long! What are you..."
Roana unwittingly absurds her voice that there will be no accidental hitting at the time when the performance test is finished. But for some reason, King Yingjie, who looked surprised, took away the angry words along the way.
"This move is a bunk..."
The second step is - as the saying goes - an exciting one.
Close to shock waves from super close range, called one-inch punches, etc. King Yingjie's, it even involves an explosion of air.
A move that crushes everything with the first blow and blows us all away with the second. That's the White Collapse Fist.
"Don't say that beforehand! You're eating moro! Are you all right, boy?
"Hmm... I'm sorry about that"
Although it was taken with a shield before it blew up in the city, no cushions or anything like that are available. It's taken hard by shields and bodies, and attacks by force penetrate Ray's defenses and the interior of his body is a mess.
To the lazy ray, Roana rushes over and worries, King Yingjie turns to a face where punishment looks bad.
Ray raised his bluer face.
"Seriously... give me a break..."
The horse fell on the ground with Batan when he said it was too much.
The shield still devoured Moro for a blow that collapsed the hierarchy of the Labyrinth. To the point of suppressing the shot through the belly and squatting, there was damage.
"I did something I'm really sorry about, boy. I thought I'd take it. I don't know what to apologize for, but let me tell you how I was doing my workout."
"Ya... workout...?
"That's right. It's a sword workout. For once, you should try to fight with blunt like you can't even cut grass. Absolutely no skills to improve the slashing taste. I don't like it, but my sword arms go up."
"Ha ha... that's... okay... I'll try"
And, finally, saying so, Ray dropped Patari's head to the ground and lost his mind.
"Hey, chief, how reluctantly did you break in?"
"No, because that was his hope..."
"You douchebag! I guess it's an adult job to scold him for that kind of kid growth! I don't care about you anymore, go somewhere! I don't know what they're gonna do.
"Shh, sorry."
Thus, after Roana kicked King Yingjie's ass out of the home for the 'Ocan of the Top', Ray, who had lost his mind, was entrusted to the Tower of the Top and treated.
Incidentally, however, during that time, King Yingjie looked up at the sky in front of the home and stood flat, the story said he had entered the ears of Roana and the others later from a neighborhood clan.