"Ma, whatever. I can't trust you for now, so why don't you just sleep here until the festival's over? I don't want to get attacked from behind. Holle, I'm gonna put you to bed gently."
It was an artillery blow.
A plunged red lotus returns to dust the slightly nagging Duen's hair, several of them. Mixed with hot air, the annoying smell of hair burning noses.
Relentless shelling, by Dino, who broke off from trusting Duen.
The head of the spear, who flipped himself, speaks with one sigh, eyes lacking in colour.
"It's not compulsory… but I think it's important to prepare for participation in the event by building up your knowledge beforehand"
"Uh?"
"- Ignorance is a sin, Mr. Dino. You should have known about my face and... my personality."
Low voice. Erosion was a moment.
Duen Akelone, who should have been at the middle distance. The man with the hungry wolf's appearance was approaching Dino's present at a rate that surpassed the wolf. He stepped on his left foot and is already in an offensive position.
――
Fast. Different quality speed.
Not like a big stride grudge demon or a brunette boy who had excellent pure leg strength. While I didn't know it, I had the illusion that time might have flown.
Still, I caught Dino's red ball eyes. Fine braces.
Coming. Left fist.
Dino Gailroen recognized it that way: 'After I've already had my fist twice'.
Right cheek, and jaw tip. It plays as if it's a beat late, a series of shocks. Tingling pain.
……――
Coming, not. By the way, he misidentified the fist that had been struck and already pulled back as a preliminary motion.
Against his will, his knee leans, and a flashing remnant hits the corner of his vision.
Face up aggressively. The figure of Duen entering the pursuit behavior, faster than a blood splash pouring from the edge of Dino's mouth dripping onto the ground.
(..., ya... lol...!
It increased the percentage of physical enhancement poured into vision, where it could finally be recognized.
Left foot stepping in. At the same time, the left fist being ejected. A fist that flies the shortest distance in a straight line, remaining in the 'vertical shape' it has set up.
Dino leaned on his neck, and now he completely flaunted this thrust...
For a moment, I was feeling a dull shock in my stomach.
……――
Enlightenment. Left fist, eh?
The main fate is - the right leg.
The protruding Duen toe was deep into Dino's belly.
"..., g -!"
That's not all that stays.
The right leg plugged into the ribs draws an overly refined semi-circle as it is and goes up. Dino's body was launched straight up.
"but blah!"
He is kicked up as high as five miles and hits his back hard on a pulsating branch of the great tree. If you hang on to the branches amidst the dangling green leaves,
"Ha, ha"
Laughter leaked unexpectedly.
Duen was approaching as he ran vertically up the trunk of the tree.
Dino fires off a heat wave and uses recoil to fly to the big tree branch next door. The branches of the giant tree are stiff and thick, and they are not frightened to ride on top. It was spreading interfering with other stretched branches and seemed to even be able to fall asleep. It's like an attic full of gaps. It would suffice as a scaffold.
Duen, on the other hand, jumped from branch to branch one after another, as if he were running up a spiral staircase, and stepped down beside Dino.
A thin branch of tree that rings.
――――
Dino unexpectedly opens his red eyes.
What Duen is scaffolding is not a sturdy branch. of the tree next door, a young branch that is likely to break even now. That's also the tip. Keep your feet neatly aligned, arms horizontally spread out, as if as a butterfly lingering in flowers - quietly, gently standing.
"Kuk, you don't break well, Sole. It's a big show."
"The man you shot... is named Enrokaku. He was compared to me every time."
Both wings of the refe. Wind and thunder gods. Which is up there? It's Enrokaku. No, it's Duen. He said that such prying and interest on the part of people was endless, and often went into the ears of the Duanese.
"He himself... seemed eager to see Mami with me. But as far as I'm concerned, I wasn't interested."
"Hmm?"
Then why? If you ask that out of the blue,
"- Without having to compete. 'Cause I was so proud to be up there."
A spear-like kick to the right protruded.
Tilt your face only, Dino makes this look.
Duen scaffolds a branch that is likely to break just by touching it and repeatedly kicks alternately with the right, left. What reason? The fine branches only shake tightly and there is no sign of even breaking. Duen remained at such an unstable, extreme tip that he showed a light body swell as a result of the dance.
"Kuku, the steering committee member banned violence, but he was too smart to be cool."
Dino giggles furiously as he continues to giggle.
"Totally wolfish! Oh, my God!
It produced flaming double fangs and slapped them down.
In a moment, Duane disappeared.
Only the thin branches that the man was scaffolding are cut off and disappear without waiting for the fall to the earth to turn into black ash.
……
- When you feel like you've lost it. In unexpected positions...
It wasn't as fast as it was in time. Even the thought was redundant.
Super zero distance. Duen, who was bending over and diving into his nostrils, lifted Dino's body with his shoulders.
"G, uh-!"
Flew.
The diagonally blown dino hits the trunks and branches one after the other, like a ball-piercing, and rides up further into the upper branches.
"... what, whoa... oh?
If you look down while in shape, the ground is no longer far away. A dozen miles won't go down. Dino accidentally blew out a phenomenon he'd never tasted before: climbing up while crossing dried goats.
"Ha, I didn't come to climb a tree."
Back the trunk, look up into the sky. The trees around us are high and this is still only as good as inside. The waves of lush leaves were pulsating, so much so that the blue sky could not be seen.
It faintly swayed the branches of the tree that swung opposite each other, and Duen came up to the same height. Paris, and violet electricity dances around the man.
"... Ha"
Even naturally this man crosses between trees. Monkeys are also bright blue.
Better than the chanter Mage, the martial artist.
It's not like a dark-haired boy again, but it's completed in the realm to the horror, a single martial arts. A sophisticated body technique, as if avoidance and attack were one. Therein the divine chant of thunder, Oracle, combines for explosive speed and destructive power.
"I guess I woke up a little"
"I haven't slept well since the beginning."
We only exchange words with each other, standing in separate trees.
"As long as you follow the rules and compete for the strongest of the given framework,"
"The strongest one is to confirm it yourself, and then do it on your own in a second-place decision, except for Sole... you think?
Return it to mockery, and the man known as Lefe's strongest has returned a nickel and an inorganic grin.
"K, kuk...... ha-ha-ha-ha! Yes, they do. The strongest one has to be. I'm the best, stronger than anyone."
Dino laughs when it's worth crushing.
He said, "I don't want to follow your advice."
"That's not advice. It's provocation."
"Too bad. As I said earlier... I thought you were the winner of this martial arts festival."
"Motiron, I'll let you win."
"You're disqualified here. Let me take that ring off."
He said, "I'm going to bust Duane Akelone, the best in the refe, and I'm going to make him a real winner."
"I'm not willing to pull it off while I'm already convinced I'm Duen...... Whatever you want, Huff. If you can."
Thin. A red light so bad in his eyes, far below Duane's foot - passed diagonally through the trunk of the tree.
――……
What the length of the spear felt was a faint vibration that was too fine.
Immediately after.
The world slipped.
――――
Impact so illusory. By the fire line unleashed by Dino, the very trees of Duen's nest are felled and collapsed with a flashy roar.
(The stiff trees of this forest are so easy to accommodate... this is the power of the "evil one" -)
The moment I let myself leap into space to jump from a collapsing scaffold to a neighboring tree while chewing on its substandard abilities.
Dino, who lived in ecstasy, pulled the tail of the flame and slipped away.
Flame columns to the enormous, provided on both of its arms. approaching with a sprinkle of firepowder on the rear. That, while still flaming wings.
"-Ch."
I can't move in the air without a minor duen and a pre-retention of the surgery. That's what we're after. Cross your arms and tighten your defenses.
"Shah!"
A flaming pillar slammed against him easily bounced off Duane. Splashing firepowder and white thunder. Due to the lack of scaffolding to trample on, the man of the spear dances through the universe with the shock he has been subjected to.
"Gu, -... no"
My arms, my shoulders lift up my blemishes. An aggressively developed defensive technique - a flaming fang that does not take the Thunder Kings as its own. If you were a concurrent user, you would have been doubled up and down without the art of exchange. Though unintentional, it still seemed necessary to have at least one defensive technique at all times.
Duen flies like a sphere but flips, landing on the nearest giant tree.
"Ha, that's good, you have to endure it! Let's go get another one, Olah!
impending shadow. It thrusts through the sand and dust curled by the collapsed tree and intercepts Dino Gailroen, who even flew naturally.
Duane received flashing columns from the left and right, each crossed in the palm of his hand. It intersects with firepowder and white sparks colour the space.
"Hehe... this is my first time. The one who stopped me right in the front."
"I'm surprised, too. Crushing every scaffold of an enemy, dancing in the sky…" The evil one "is more cod than you can imagine."
antagonize. Flaming columns trying to pinch and crush. Thunderclap to stop pushing.
"- Whoo."
To tilt the balance, Duen exhaled.
Conversion from defense to attack, which takes place in the realm of Ashiya. dressing while undergoing surgery. If it's slightly different, if it's late, it's chewed up by flaming fangs - manipulation of death and adjacency.
Thus Duen switched the thunderbolt, which was at best in tune with the flames, from defensive to offensive.
……
Dino slightly frowns when he feels uncomfortable with the response to the procedure he's pressing. Something like horrible talent to look into?
- But. It's too late.
"Psst"
Release.
Tapping your ears is a creaking explosion.
He was rough trying to pinch Duen, two pairs of flames. The red lotus blade misted without even leaving a trace.
――――――
Red balls eyes to be opened.
If the art of your place is crushed, there are not many who will be stunned. but Dino's reaction was different. He crossed his arms and took the defensive stance.
Continuously, there comes a blow that leaves his own weapon unattended. I guess that's what you decided. They are arrogant at first glance, yet have a terribly callous ability to judge situations. It should be strong.
But it's not enough. Because of his youth, he has the knowledge to break the unforeseen. Because of his strength, he has battle experience with superior enemies.
(This defeat... sure, will be your food)
Consolidated defense. Above Dino's arm, Duen accompanied by his right palm. Be gentle with him.
Exhale.
This technique was called more so in the Lefe than in ancient times.
Buzzing violet electricity. Pan, buzzing pleasant sounds.
Its applause, released from above the defense, 'penetrated' Dino Gailroen. Defense moves through your arms and flesh and through your back.
"…, …………………………!
White smoke blew up from Dino's back, bouncing on the impact. Torn top clothes scattered all over the leaves of the tree.
"Akelone plays Witchcraft, Back, and Lu."
Because it is a plain move in appearance, Daigos at a young age did not show much interest in a single hand. But that reality is the ultimate surgical logic that destroys the opponent from the inside out. Watching Dino fall at the forefront, I put my thoughts into such a bundle of memories...
I realized that the way it fell was unnatural,
――
If you look up.
At Duen's moment, the legs to be swung down - the heels of the shoes were imminent.
Above all, deflecting his neck faster, the descending right heel wears Duane's neck like a fang.
"Guh......!
That's a heel kick as you rotate forward. On an unstable branch, a knack after making it look like it fell. The man who let go - it can't be the defeated one - the supreme laugh on Dino Gailroen's face.
Good Duen and Dino who let go of the kick. At the same time, both sides fall from the branches that were scaffolding.
"Chip."
The spear leader kicks the trunk, grabbing the young branches and getting in shape. Follow with your eyes Dino flying around between the tree crowns by a spray of surgery while holding down his dull and painful neck muscles.
Immediately, into the next chant of art. I can't stop thinking for a moment.
(... I think he... sucked on the paralysis venom of the iron machine curse "Balghan," and you were flat)
In addition to that, the stubbornness endured the thunderbolt flashing spiritual palm. Forward kick of the moment.
There must be reinforcement through physical strengthening, which is what we are gaining, but it is too proficient. Most importantly, the activation time is too long. It feels active all the time, at least during this fight.
It may be possible because of the "evil one," but why does a superman who can do whatever he thinks in the first place meet with such skill as physical strengthening?
Such a Douen question. Approximately,
"- That's right. Here it is. This is what it is."
The voice of the flying prison flame is a wooden spirit.
"This is the kind of struggle I was expecting, I 'm-!"
A man of the Red Lotus, transformed into a mass of flames, flew in as a comet.
"Phew..."
Wipe the sweat off your forehead, and the flowing guard takes a small sigh of sigh.
Dark forest landscape I'm no longer tired of seeing. I look up at the sky from the gaps in its branches, but now I can't see the 'launch artillery' that was blinking like competing. Are you finished fighting each other and resting? Maybe the numbers have been narrowed down considerably.
"Give me more lift. Yeah, yeah, all the time."
Small and solitary, crossing large, wavy roots.
As an unavailable boy, such as the Divine Chant Oracle, we can only wait for someone to launch and head to the spot. It's time to end wandering around the woods looking for enemies without a destination. I just wanted to keep my strength warm and ready for a settlement with Dino and Enrocak that would undoubtedly remain.
Try taking out your pocket watch, four and a half hours from the start. The time limit is only two and a half hours away. but there were concerns.
(... How dare you get so worn out...)
If you look down at your own body, you can unintentionally sigh zero. Torn and torn clothes everywhere. Red stain seeping through 10,000 times.
A number of wounds that have never been light, sustained in the struggle so far. Those sores are currently only suppressed by the leaves of Arsilegna. If that effect expires, fatigue and pain will erupt.
First of all, no doubt - until the end time, it won't last.
Walking forward with such slight anxiety to your chest,
"... hmm? Oh."
The forest opened abruptly and exited at a promising cliff. Green grass spreading beneath your eyes. Comfortable breeze blowing through.
"-... ah"
My voice leaks unexpectedly from the mouth of the drifting shield that was looking at the landscape.
One of those corners overlooking the green field below. There was a man on the edge of a remote cliff, nestled in a calm atmosphere. He would have reached through the forest road in the same way, staring at the view.
Thick, short hair. Big physique. A giant with a tattooed atmosphere, characterised by thin threads that do not know if they are open or closed.
- You're the Lord.
The man, Digos Akelone, looked back.
Noticing a soggy feeling, he turned his gaze down.
In the dim earth where the end-strengthening branches cast their shadows, the red and black liquids scattered and the masses, large and small, are rolled. It was a corner of the woods with a vivid smell that could stand in and a look like hell, but he was as indifferent to them.
Round your neck, notice.
to the fact that I am now free to move.
That's all I recognized.
He began his journey from the spot as he looked around with Kyoro Kyoro.
For one thing - go in the direction of the continued bloodstains dripping down into the earth.