Inferior ability user's return from the demonic realm

"What, that brother, you're so strong!? What is it? What is it? Really Rank D? Absolutely lying, I can't believe you're so strong and rank D!

Autumn Hua sounded pleasantly noisy as she was surprised, putting her hands on the shoulders of the harp sounds that were somehow acting together after breaking up with her own squire and eunuchs.

"Su, wow...... Don Du"

The harp noise is also actually my brother, I can't hide my surprise because I was watching Yuto's 8th game venue about after the first game of water weight.

It is both the sound of the harp and the end of the capable. You will find that Bagator, who became the opponent of the Blessed One, is a very powerful man. It was instantly stretching through the traps of all that spiritual power, conveying a wealth of manipulative spiritual and practical experience.

Nevertheless, if you look only at the results, the instantaneous killing of Yuto...... is indisputable content.

Still, although it is an unknown harp sound but over the monitor, it also feels like a tension in action, so much so that the force of that battle has forgotten to breathe.

"No, I wasn't expecting anything at all, but maybe it's okay if your brother really loses that one ~"

"... Huh? Qiuhua, is that..."

"But it's been interesting. I didn't expect you to be that strong. Oh, yeah! I'll get your brother's contact details later."

"... Ah, Mr. Qiuhua?

Confused and unintentional in staring at Qiuhua, Qiuhua turns his face to the sound of Qin.

"Oh, how's Mr. Qin Yan's brother?

I learn the indescribable feeling of Autumn Hua coming to hear more about other people's brothers than my own brother, but the harp sounds respond to erasing their expressions.

"My brother will be fine."

"Really? Was it game one?

"Yes... worrying about my brother is meaningless"

Qiuhua tilted his neck slightly in reply to the unchallenged sound of the harp.

Hisae branch and Alfred remain silent and arm in arms with the Shitenji family Heavy Town, who confirm the footage of the Battle of the Blessed Man many times.

And then again, Ming Liang's hand stopped trying to do that motion with instructions to rewind that footage.

At the same time, Hisae and Left Horse Nosuke suddenly raise their faces.

"What!? The spirits......!

"This is as if the Spirit were... ruled"

Suddenly, seeing the senior spiritual users in front of him stiffen his expression like they felt something at the same time, Alfred frowned, shifting his gaze toward the larger monitor.

"Ah...... sorry! There's movement in the venue of the first game -! No. Any moves in the second or fifth venues, too?

The host, who is also a spiritual user, restarts the reality for a moment as loud as it was delayed, and the large monitor shows Alvaro, an opponent to the 3,000 hospital water weight.

In contrast to one invisible water weight in nature, the rough breathing Alvaro confronted each other at a distance of about fifteen meters.

"This is who I am...!

Alvaro hates and stares at the water weight.

I can't see room or calm in Alvaro's expression right now. Instead, he was losing confidence and being pushed into a situation where he couldn't find his way to victory.

Alvaro is a capable person of Spanish origin and belonging to an institution. He belongs to the French branch, and within the branch he is also said to be a man of strength recognized by everyone and even one of its main powers.

The rank in Alvaro's institutions, even said to be its main force, was B.

However... its strength is acknowledged by the French branch executives.

For what reason?

It was Alvaro's failure to face the exams involved in rank advancement and his refusal to advance to rank by merit. Therefore, Alvaro's rank is B.

Alvaro's character is often belligerent, provocative, and shows an attitude that looks down on his opponent, which remains the same in the midst of battle.

However, what's interesting is that Alvaro's ability to be good at it feels like something far from that kind of Alvaro personality and attitude.

It is a reflection, induction, and counter of the opponent's abilities.

Without calmly discerning the target's attacks and instantaneously analyzing and grasping the characteristics of the target's abilities, it is an artistic matter that cannot be done, and with it requires very flexible spiritual control.

The ability to conflict with Alvaro on this surface often pokes at the opponent's outsiders, the ability to make representations, and has achieved results in numerous requests.

For the first time in the battle, the two names of Alvaro were [bullfighters].

But I can't see that face in Alvaro right now.

"Ooh, boy with all the names! If you're not coming, we're going this way!?

Alvaro invites the water weight out loud.

The water weight did not move one eyebrow, and despite the quasi-minute battle, which is said to be unfit as a spiritual user, he showed a gentle fist-gripping motion.

Alvaro understands that it is the activation of the procedure. But I don't even know if that got on my provocation or not.

Alvaro once again took out his cloak knitted with spiritual power and prepared it for the attack of water weight.

Earlier, in order to be manipulated by the wind from all sides at medium range, and to continue to receive that uninterrupted attack close enough, the counter was smooth and desperately feathered to defend itself anyway with guidance by the cape of spiritual power.

But now I'm not a good ranger for spirits. Close range.

Water weights approached themselves, whether they were on track or inexperienced in action.

(You bastard...... But if it's this distance... I'll scatter it well and get into this honorable man's pocket!... what?

For a moment, Alvaro doubts his eyes. Because the water weight is turning its back on itself and trying to leave this place. That's like just saying I'm just here to see what kind of guy I am.

"Oh, my God! WHERE... WHAT NOT!?

Suddenly, water blows up from the surrounding ground where Alvaro is located and wraps Alvaro up.

The hasty Alvaro jumped up, spreading his cape downward, and a great deal of water from above struck him as if he were a creature.

"WOW! With this stuff!?

Alvaro calculates the movement of water from all sides and tries to invite it to places other than his own.

But that massive amount of water stopped shortly before it came into contact with Alvaro and followed a spreading, omnidirectional, holeless spherical shape, which turned into a ball-shaped prison of water.

The water goes up, down, left and right, gradually approaching Alvaro from 360 degrees, and the water continues to be supplied and the prison of water gets even bigger.

There was no more fighting Alvaro.

Alvaro wields his cloak desperately inside that water prison. The water does not allow Alvaro's voice to reach outside.

In the silence of the courtyard of the Four Heavens Temple family, Alvaro and after a while the movement stopped and completely lost consciousness.