I'm just very confident.
I coldly grasped his power. An impressive man with trained muscles in his early thirties. It is, of course, a muscle that I have never seen before.
The hair color was yellow and the beard seemed to be scratching whether it was just shaved.
Overall, I had a bit of a fist.
"Hah. I don't trust our criminals. Who do I trust? All right, let's make a representative of both of you to compete."
The guild leader said so and sat on the couch again.
"I'm Michael."
"My name is Teron."
Two Mutu assailants stand before me.
It bothered me to be convinced of victory, but I greeted them simply because it was a progressive and respectful attitude. I said I would fight a stronger opponent of both.
At that point, they started talking about something in the back. I guess it's about who's going to fight me. Waiting for it, I went to the side of the guild leader sitting on the couch.
"Are you sure? No matter how strong an intermediate offender is, it doesn't look like you're going to win against five lower offenders at the same time?"
I can do it.
But it would be too much for them.
He turned his head to the side and looked up and down. The guild leader blurted his chest bones with his hands.
"You're a jerk. Unlike what you look like?"
"What do I look like?"
"And I was begging for that, and my attitude changed in an instant."
"Because there's no reason to bend now."
There is no reason to bend.
"Because I'm going to win."
I win.
"... tsk. It's hard to think of the same thing as dealing with five weaknesses and one strong one. Win? Intermediate and senior? That's all that attitude is. I made fun of my mouth, but I'll see if I lose. Get ready for me, motherfucker."
"I'm sorry."
I simply stretched as I turned my shoulders.
"Thousand Horses," said Kim Kat. "
I don't fight losing.
"I'm going to run."
If you feel like losing, you run. If you think you're going to lose, you run. Therefore, we only have to fight to win. That's who I am, Cheonma Gimkatt.
"Never lost."
It is clear that I have decided to fight in such a way.
- proving that there is a multiplication.
The opponent is set.
It was Michael.
The tall, small man, who introduced himself as Terron, returned to his place and sat down. As you can see, Michael seemed stronger.
"... even if you win, there's still a senior assassin. Michael. I don't think I'm going to lose. Do your best. This is a matter of guild pride."
"Got it."
I stood right in the middle of the gym with Michael.
"Examiner. I understand that you have specialized in martial arts. But there was no system. I don't know if I heard the sword, but I'm naked. I don't think you're gonna win."
He smiled bitterly and said,
You don't have a system?
I didn't know where the confidence was coming from.
"You speak well. Do you have any real experience?"
But no matter how you look, it doesn't look like a murderer.
I'm a man with good eyes. I am a murderer and not yet a murderer. And I can distinguish those who are not murderers to my liking.
Michael was a safe man, to say the least.
"Lots-"
- Whew!
And then the bell rang.
- Pa.
I stuffed the ground with the intention of ending it with speed. Crush it once with a small consumption of Mana. You need to be a little bold to defeat a senior assassin.
Take some damage and win.
I aim for his jaw.
"--it's not over yet!"
- Yikes!
A confident punch cleaved the air. I don't know if I avoided my movements with my eyes or if I predicted and avoided the orbit, but I avoided it anyway.
That's better than I thought.
Prepare for the match immediately.
"It's my turn, Inspector!"
After dodging my attack, I quickly punch him to see if he intends to blow the counter. Immediately, he digs toward his body and blocks the attack with his left arm.
- Got it!
It hurts like a fist in the forearm.
It's like this without a gauntlet, guys!
"Anet?!"
When the counterattack failed, he hurriedly tried to take a defensive stance.
- I always fight with enemy evasion and countermeasures in mind.
Attacks are not 100% edible, and the enemy is always preparing. You have to think constantly. The moment I stop thinking, I get knifed.
Examination lives on the blade all the time.
If it gets dirty, it dies.
If you make a mistake, you die.
So be vigilant to make mistakes, to supplement skills.
My senses, trained with murder and manas, are not behind anything.
"Did you catch the foam in front of the headquarters with that skill?"
On the elbow, on the forearm, on the wrist, on the finger. Load Mana. Trained muscles. And a manna soaked in bones and flesh. It was condensed and then compressed.
It explodes instantly.
"Asuraphahemia."
- Quang!
Like a file driver, a gunshot wound went into Michael's side. The prosecutor always thinks up to five years ahead. Counter to counter.
Michael was premature than me.
You Mutugas don't know the real fight for life. Of course, Mutugas will kill and kill one pup. However, the ferocity is not as sharp as the sword.
So, I win.
"Argh!"
After exhaling, he quickly retreated for about six seconds. The sensation left in the fist is unusual... Critical.
It must have cracked at least the ribs.
"How are your ribs? If it breaks, take it off and make Eve a dick. It's nice to have a girlfriend."
"Argh...! Faster than I thought!"
"More than I thought?"
- Borz-bornz!
"Deooo-clothes!!!!"
Immediately, I swivel my fist like a windmill and run to him. Then a light of panic appeared in his eyes. This technique, one of the most violent herbicides in real estate law, is certainly a ridiculous technique.
But wasn't the advantages of the real estate law called 'change'?
This was a herb.
In other words, it is a pace technique to confuse the enemy's eyes and then convert them to deadly castration! Michael is in position to see if he's determined to fight back! It was like a punch on the face right now!
Asshole! You're fooling me!
That's exactly what I've been looking for!
"Don't, Private Michael! That's a trick!"
At that time, Mariel shouted.
No, you bitch, you can't say that!
"Deception...! I see!"
"Fuck!"
Though I tried to cast the ultimate Feast of Reverend Naked Choke, Michael, who knew my intentions, quickly teased me and avoided me.
"Yay, Mariel! I'm looking for Nin, you cheeky bird! How dare you get into someone else's fight!"
"Uh, uh...! That's it, that's it! I'm sorry! It was a reflection!"
"What a reflection, you son of a bitch!"
"I'm sorry! I apologize! It wasn't intentional!"
You bitch!
- Yikes!
"Don't blink!"
Michael kicks out like he's aiming for a gap. Quite a confusing kick. The trajectory is unusual. Do you deal with each other better than Mariel?
I stopped trying to stop him with my arms.
Fuck. My gauntlet.
"God damn it, you prick!"
Angry, I just stepped on a thousand horsepower and stuck a thousand horsepower in his chest!
- Bummer!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
You son of a bitch! You need to avoid the attack! You can dig before you touch it, but avoid anything!! No matter how good the critically-hit guy on the side kicked, he ripped off the sparrow leg!
- Quang Guang!
In the aftermath of the murderous thousand horsepower, Michael flew away and was thrown into the wall. - Bloop, it's like a slut thrown in a glass window.
Oh, fuck!
I couldn't control it for a moment!
Mana, who escaped all at once, shook his sights for a moment.
Fuckin '... this is gonna make me harder to catch.
"Don't worry, Michael!"
"I'm flying this far with my wings...!"
"Senior assassins! Senior assassins!"
"It's a great martial arts...!"
Mutugas admired Michael's condition at the same time. Are you sure you searched? Seeing you vomit blood, I don't think I've searched. You almost fucked up, Ceipal. Marielle almost got fucked over this bitch.
I didn't want to search.
Anyway, I won.
I shook my head and shouted loudly.
"I won!"
The Mutuga Guild's middle-class assassin has not been my opponent.
"To me surviving the Dosan Swordsmanship is nothing but a prank! Is there any real talent? Is there anyone who can defeat this thousand horses with the 'Strike of Martial Arts', not the 'Weapon'!"
I blundered to show that I was still rebuilt.
"Guild Leader! Bring the Senior Warrior!"
"..."
The Guild Leader didn't answer.
He was looking at me with a serious look.
I noticed a tremendous shock.
"And Mariel, when this son of a bitch is done, follow me out!"
"Why, but why! Like you said, we weren't friends! Don't say anything scary!"
"Who's your friend, you crazy bitch!"
"Hiiq!"
That bitch is causing a setback in mana control.
This might be a little hard. Maybe I'll lose... damn it! Decisive mistake! As the excitement of the battle cools down quickly, the anxiety begins to overwhelm.
It was a side effect that consumed Mana.
Not even half of Mana tried to take my courage out.
"... this is unexpected. I didn't have a lot of Mana. I just thought... you. You seem to be very capable of managing Mana."
Exactly.
No, he was more aware of my manna than that?
That's why I look so shallow. My manatong is so much smaller than I thought. I was just Kaba with a lack of managing skills.
The mastermind is a mastermind.
"So, where's the senior assassin?"
"Take a break. I'll get him right away."
Is there no place here?
"Are you not here?"
"Where are you going?"
"So I'm not allowed to go? If you're not here, it's over."
"Bullshit. And you. Do you still think you can walk out?"
The guild leader opened his eyes like a snake.
What, fuck Lynch and kill him? That's fucking scary.
"If you win, we'll let you go. You don't think I hit him? In front of so many people?"
"What a goo. Of course I intend to. But in order to do that, you have to beat a senior assassin. Mariel. Bring her in."
"Oh, I see!"
Mariel, who answered as forcefully as a soldier, quickly opened the door. She? Is the senior assassin a woman? Then welcome. My chances will be a little higher.
"Take a break. Mariel will bring you."
"Uh-huh, can I rest? Restores health."
Anyway, I had nowhere to rest, so I sat down by the guild leader.
"... a superior assassin can't beat you anyway. Get ready to go through all this bragging."
But somehow this guy has a similar mood to Karin.
If Karin feels like he's clueless, this side pretends to be old-fashioned, but it actually feels like he's clueless.
"No, but why is it so similar to our guild leader with some tone or action?"
"What, what? Don't be a dick!"
I think I'm right because I see you screaming.
He said he was floating.
"Guild Leader. Can't you let me go? In the first place, this happened because of your mistake, and I wanted to be honest with you. Mutu didn't do this to me innocent to cover up guild wrongs. You know the Guild Leader.You 're being ridiculous."
I tried to convince her.
Fighting is no longer a loss.
I don't know if Manathong solves it, but if it's more than half consumed now, I honestly can't guarantee a win. The superior assailants will be a dozen times stronger than the middle-class.
"Stop before you're humiliated. I will spare you this. What if I win a senior assassin?"
"You speak well. Well, I admit he's a gangster. But is there anything in this world that takes precedence over common sense?"
"That's far away."
"Close."
The guild leader said small.
She listened to me. At the same time, I felt a hot breath... and then I lifted my head for a while and whispered to me.
"Money."
She knew something.
"It's money."
Money is more important than common sense.
"I couldn't see you because of my bowl problem."
The guild leader said that and smiled.
"..."
"You're here."
The door opens and someone comes in with Mariel.
I can see a short hair coming down to the burning scarlet... wild shoulders. She felt like a red male lion and was a good woman.
- Red chiffon dress.
The blue eye of the killer was as indifferent as it was, and there was a longitudinal scar on the side of the eye. Wounds? Are you the one who turned to Mutuga with a knife?
"Rijet. I don't say long. Chew this guy up, please."
My vigilance resonates with extreme obedience.
Stomach, no, it was just the same fear that my heart would break.
I looked at my face with my fingers, and the guild leader said one last time.
"I'm going to lose, but I'm also secretly excited. Beat it if you want to live."
This is...
If you don't pull all the power stored in the wrinkles.
- Lose.
It's chewing.