Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

"Gu...! Ugh....................."

A good construction on one knee, a massive amount of sweat that begins to float on its harsh "naughty" face. Collapsed faceless expression. A tooth row eaten up by all the crushing indicates the degree of pain and damage.

……

Meanwhile, I can't even stand up for drift protection. Impact on the jaw. A power that can't be killed without a neck. Driven by the urge to stay down.

My flank also hurts slightly. So much so that I thought I might have been drilled.

But the response I got is also huge. He hit the liver with a few ribs.

Being on your knees on both sides, about a dozen seconds.

Tencount has been superior. If this was some kind of legitimate game, it would have been a draw.

But this was a 'match'.

It must have been one hand of each other that split the light and the dark, or was it done? It would be the difference.

Whipped to his trembling knee and stood up - driftshield.

Looking down at his opponent was Arisu Current Protection.

"Uhh, no, uhh.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

They took a few ribs together.

No more cold outside air, no more unpleasant sweat coming out of the next.

But that's all. To that extent.

There is still life. He's not dead.

Ryozo Kirihata decides so.

",... fu...!

Look, there's a current shield standing. I can't do this forever. There is no way we can end this supreme hour to this extent.

I won't make you wait any longer.

Stimulate yourself and put your strength into your knees.

"Ha-ha-ha, that's good, Yoshizo, I like it. Shall I show you? How far can you go with such a stoic? '

I can go. I can go anywhere.

I answered that.

Exactly now is the moment to prove it.

However,

"Gu, no,... ugh,"

Pain, the cerebromedulla is sending out a warning. The flesh is refusing to receive orders.

Five well-built bodies that have been worked out and polished have a hunch.

End of visit before continuing.

Death.

(That's... what's up... ugh)

It won't end. This is not just a stand-up for Ryozo Kirihata. A scattered battle awaited. It's supposed to end here.

We're done here. Come on, Kirihata.

Rough breath protection of the sea currents tells the overlooking.

Don't be stupid. Coming up.

Even so, the only thing that comes out of the throat of Good Builder is bitter ringing.

"From here on out... it's irretrievable."

"Match" turns into "Death Match". That's what I'm saying.

"Even if you win... you don't get it. Well,"

bitterly, exhaling white breath. Still, he showed a strong light in his eyes, and Liu Xiao said so.

"If I'm going to get in the way... I'm going to get over it."

Strong. Strong will overflowed, it was the eyes of a warrior.

Brilliant.

"Up, etc... Wow"

It yells at me. It has to be.

If you went on, it's no longer strange to see the worst end come of it, apart from winning or losing.

but I don't mind.

The good construction that just bit my teeth to pieces,

(Dead, so... also...)

So I hissed.

What happens when you die. Consciousness interrupts and returns to nothing. That's it.

(Finish, Ri...)

That is.

It means that you will never taste such a supreme struggle again.

Zo, I'm sorry.

Such a fun and intense time.

Never again, I won't be able to experience it.

I was pushed to the limit interval and felt that 'fear' for the first time. I've never thought about it before. Ryozo Kirihata stands on a cliff on the verge of falling.

In an attempt to win or lose, such an end awaits... nothingness.

If you go into the dead zone and continue, which way will it end?

(... f, feminine... na)

Desire to continue this stand-up at all costs.

The fear that if you die, you will never be able to fight again.

Both sides meet in good construction.

(… think…… not even)

Yes. At the very least, we have enough time to grind.

If this is a rules-behind fight, we're running out of counts, etc. And you can't help spitting out words. Meanwhile, drift protection is already treading the earth on both feet, preparing for the next trend.

That is.

(I... already am.)

I've already been put under more than this.

Good construction still can't get up. You can't stand up. An unparalleled clean hit from Hihanachi. The feeling of snapping a few of the ribs together remains in the right knee of the fluid shield strong enough to remain paralyzed. but

(No, this guy...)

I'm sure I can't. But I'm coming up. Until I die, I can continue the fight.

It holds such a broken part together, as a matter of course.

How does such a man move? Can I still handle it?

Still working on his trembling knee, Lifeguard watched his opponent's trends.

"... f"

A good, one-kneeling construction forced him to hoist one end of his mouth with a distressed look on his face.

I can feel no heart or signs of serenity on that face.

"-My... losing"

Somewhere, with a look even sunny. Ryozo Kirihata said so.

The samurai seemed to have pulled out the force that was still on his knees trying to get up. On the grid that was inside my heart, I looked like I folded it.

……

Lifeguard looked slightly at the proclamation, while

"... betrothal ninja"

He cut a cross with his arms and bowed his head toward a man who was a formidable enemy until he was sober.

Sitting down, the good creature exhales loudly.

"… there is the sea. The last blow..."

"For once, it's one of the depths of Wuyue Liu. As for" Hihanachi ", sew the opponent onto the spot and set up three choices: head poking, fisting or knee kicking... Seriously, don't move, the broken bone will stab you one way or the other. Seriously, you're gonna die."

"... right? of Wuyue Liu..."

"Oh...... so I'm in trouble if they get up. Even for me, it was one of them."

"... what a shame. I didn't know the moment of supremacy I was waiting for would end in an instant..."

"You've got enough. The moment I got my fist, seriously, I saw a running light. I..."

"Huh, ha..., huh"

"Do you want me to call an ambulance?

"I don't need it. I don't want to break this aftertaste..."

The expressions of good construction are not those of earlier fierceness. He smiled like a possession had fallen, arguably age-appropriate.

"... well. I'm sorry, but I'm going now."

Live in the fluttering legs, the drifting guard heads to pick up the luggage he has left behind.

"... Kirihata. I'll thank you."

"What?"

"I'm about to have a place to go... something to do. If you lose there, those around me could be sacrificed, too. That's not true. It's the world."

I conveyed my sincere words to the good creation of listening silently.

"I'm confident. Look at you, Bakemon. That's all I got. I don't feel like losing to anyone anymore."

Oh, and I laugh.

"Don't be proud. You're gonna get your feet kicked."

Words were back-bellied, and good construction also gave a gentle thin grin.

"Ha, I know. Practice more...... be stronger.... Bye."

Finally, the knee tremor has subsided, and the drift protection rushes the leg.

There's no mistake.

"Arihai. Let's fight again someday"

I heard it from the back side, such a voice.

"..., oh. See you someday..."

If that doesn't happen, I know it.

Remembering a bit of loneliness, he returned it to his enemies.

"Belle child"

The deep corner of the park. Discovering a girl knight standing near an implant behind the toilet, Lifeguard stops by for a small run, vigilant around the area.

I noticed. She also hurried over.

"Lugo! Are you okay?

"Oh, I can handle it......,"

"Who just..."

"See you later, I followed you and broke up. That son of a bitch, at the end of the day, I tried to keri on the cause and go home refreshed, but he's fucking strong... Stay."

"So, are you okay?

"Ooh, ooh, ooh"

From here, look at the outdoor clock, which looks much smaller, and narrow it down. The short needle was almost nine and the long needle pointed to the middle of ten and eleven. Until nine o'clock on the designated night - five minutes and a little.

The place... didn't have any detailed instructions, but this is in the park. That's also the point that was thrown out when I came back to this world.

The criteria for designating the person in the example should be met. All you have to do is wait here.

(In time.... even so)

Now my body is trembling.

It was a flimsy presence.

Even though we said we were bare hands with each other, I feel like we were confronted with swords and guns. Were old samurai and gunmen in this mood?

Honestly, I don't feel like I won.

As it were, into the realm ahead… what would have happened if I had entered a struggle that risked my life?

…………

It must be impeccable to even think about it now.

Anyway, I was lucky my jaw was safer than I thought. I am relieved that there is no hole in the belly where I ate the outer gate top elbow. Safe to say that the bullet released just didn't die by chance, like it didn't crush the flesh by chance.

……

Drop your gaze in the palm of your hand. Flashly inserted into the implant, the pieces of clothing are flaking.

Naturally unconscious, I used Hihanachi. It's like a bomb that was planted deep inside.

The other world was that heavenly banquet in the Lefe Witchcraft Kingdom, a monster in the shape of a man named Enrokak Stije who clashed there. Temporarily in that confrontation, the drift guard overlapped the man with the good build.

He fought Enrokak, became aware of his intention to kill him, and unleashed the exterminating Boumetsu.

It feels like that was cut off and some shackle inside me......

(And, um...)

Probably half-conscious. By The Invisible Fist unleashed by Good Buildings.

Between then and activating "Hihanachi", it was like "Strawberry Lung" that was heard in my head......

(Me, where did you hear that...? Naturally, my body was moving...)

Thousands, tens of thousands. Like repeated training. Completely, it was stained with flesh.

"There's blood from my head...... Did you hurt your jaw, too? Let me see."

Bellette's thin fingers are gently directed to the wound.

"Oh... so, but Belko. You can't use the Divine Chant" Oracle "..."

"Mm-hmm. Still, I was wondering if I'd get some rest."

A fine body, coming in. Sweet aroma and the tickling feel attached to the jaw.

……

Though dodgy, he was a boy who felt a little relieved of his pain.

At the same time, it seemed to be keyed to something in my heart.

"Phew.................."

Good construction, sitting on one of the curbs surrounding the promenade, exhaled slowly and deeply. My right flank hurts as I echo, but I also accept that as a commandment.

Earlier staggering, rewards during settlement are played back in the brain.

Not until you hit out the right, capture the subject with a combination to the neck and toenail tread, and make him aware of head poking and right fist - left knee.

The left arm of the shield passed directly beneath his right arm, making it difficult to see the knee and not receiving the rash in time.

Stops the opponent from sewing on the spot, makes defense difficult, and then presses for three choices in the moment.

(... Hihanachi, huh? It imitates the flavor…)

Technically, were you also bad at preventing the last minute elbow? Those were a series of streams.

Seeing is remorse, and exaltation.

There's a current shield.

Sure, the mould of foundation to be called 'karate' might have been disturbed, but as a fighter, it was reaching higher heights, you mean?

"I'll be back. Fluid protection is a must. '

One day the words of the old man became real, and there was no mistake in his sense of being attracted to the protection of the sea currents.

All in all, just about a few minutes staggered. But a few minutes worth the wait.

It's a shame. - What a shame. My immaturity, which I was unable to cope with, is teething.

Good construction just can't help but think so.

Lose.

Even if it kept going like that, it would surely have been defeated.

"... fu"

Drop your gaze on your own right fist. Hands swelled up by workouts after workouts and shaped far from that of the constant to see.

(I didn't know... they would do it)

I struck out. It was a blow I was sure I would win. I've been polishing it up scattered, even encased a blue-smelling dream.

But that was supposed to be a must-win. That didn't arrive.

Definitely. I've had equivalent fists before. Therefore, I was able to react immediately.

(Damn, how many opponents have you confronted...... interesting part)

It's cash, I mock myself.

Hoping for a life-taking struggle...... and defeating, I remember an unparalleled sense of fulfilment. If I were, I'd be dead if I lost.

Nonetheless,

"Arihai. Let's fight again someday"

Now I'm surprised. That those words came out with their own mouths on.

Taste the pain and satisfaction of your abdomen, as well as the remnants and your own immaturity, and often entrust yourself to a comfortable night breeze on your lit body.

"... Mm"

Dim, quiet promenade starts to sound like a busy noise.

If you look to the source, someone was just walking in and out of the park, far away. Good construction that doesn't show much interest in others, but I paid a lot of attention this time. Because the way the person looked was so crappy.

That's a female student in uniform.

Full force disease as if to spare a moment. But at last, the roots are exhausted, and the feet are fluffy and indeterminate. Contrary to temper, do not proceed as late. Due to the outfit and atmosphere, it wouldn't be possible for jogging or anything like that.

He shakes his long dark hair, distorting his righteous face in a painful way even when compared to those of his generation, but goes on hard. They come a little closer.

And before the good building sits on the edge of the curb, it passes in the footsteps that are still going to fall...

"Huh!?

For the first time since I got here, the girl seemed to notice the existence of good construction.

Her feet stopped completely when she accidentally stunned her body.

Too surprised - and harsh to smile at.

A park for nights without the popular "Hitoshi". If a tough wind person like yourself were sitting where no one thought he was, even an adult man would wander, Good Buildings mocks himself.

This girl should pass in front of herself like a razor. Raw hatred, pain in the flank is causing me to suffer and I can't move right away. I just hope they don't call me suspicious guys sitting in the park.

"Oh, um, excuse me..."

Instead of running away, however, the girl has spoken while letting her breath out.

If you look up slightly surprised, you'll see her with a face that can be described as sad.

"In this park... Didn't you see people? Uh... he's about my age, he's a boy... He looks like a grown-up plain face, he's not very tall..."

Characteristics are too vague to search for people. There must be enough people to sweep and throw it away, such as people who look like that.

but

"In this park, did I say?

"Yes, sir"

And then, at this hour.

As long as I've been running this far through the grounds, I haven't seen anyone like it. Instead, he didn't look like anyone.

Except for the Arima Current Protection, which fits perfectly with that condition, and the exotic girl I was with.

But whether the searcher is the man or not. The same goes for the fact that I had a strange girl, but it wasn't the wind being chased by a human being who looked so chopped up. In the first place, such a human being would not respond to a long duel.

Nevertheless,

"Probably someone else, but I saw it if the man fits that trait. I walked into the back of the park."

That judgment is not something that good construction should do. To present the truth as it is, point to the depths of the disappearing parks of the drifting guardians.

If you have something to correct, instead of "I saw the man," I just said "the man defeated himself and moved on," but that would have nothing to do with the girl in front of me.

"Oh, thank you very much......!

Keep your head down. No, the female student rushed out, holding her own breasts to bitterness. He says he can't deny the possibility of a difference, but he runs to whip his exhausted body.

Oh man, the good build with his gaze down, where he discovered something pompous falling in the middle of the promenade.

Stand up while sheltering your flank and pick it up.

It was a student notebook.

Until now, nothing like this has fallen. If...

I turn my gaze ahead of the girl running away, but I don't see that anymore.

I turned the notebook over and there was a picture of the girl's face now and the name that would be 'Lotus Castle Colorful Flowers'. I remember the school name. This is the high school where Current Protection attended.

If so, was she still looking for shelter?

Whatever.

"... ku"

I thought I'd chase you to give me this drop, but it's tough in this body.

Is it best to deliver it in some way at a later date?

With that in mind, the legs of good construction were oriented towards nature and the depths of the park. If you're wandering around looking for people, another encounter might be possible.

He may have tasted and exalted the supreme struggle. I rarely want to take care of people, etc.

The leg was starting to move, as if - led by something unseen.