Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 122 Evening Inn White Weird Underground Training Ground

This one has been prepared and practiced around the prep. It combines perfectly unattainable procedures for people, the order in which people can see but not react while poking at the void in their sight, and hits them by concentrating and saturating attacks that people can never deal with in their reactions. Structurally unavoidable of the human body even in an attempt to cross it, a formation of over-attacks that exceed the limits of a person's perception. That's...

"On top of each other, triple! Don't make a getaway!

"" "Roger (Yar)!

(Pico!) (Pico!) (Pico!

Follow with your eyes. Follow what is pictured in your eyes with your thoughts, no matter how fast your thoughts are, no matter how good your eyes are, it doesn't make sense alone... it's the first time you can see them all together. And if you can't react, it doesn't even make sense to see out, the ability "Skill" is what activates you, but if your body can't react, you're just watching, then you're just seeing...... (Pico!

(Pico!) "Stop the sword that cries pico for training!

"Yikes!" (Pico!

(Pico!) "Why?!

It tells that the pico, the distracting sound and the faint current have been slashed, and it tells of its own death. Overwhelming output differentials, pure output differentials that have nothing to do with usage or efficiency or attributes, are the LVs, the forces that crush both small craftsmen and reason, and that doesn't make sense.

(Pico!) "Why don't you hit me again!

(Pico!) "Yikes... that's a pico noise annoying!

"Wow, why?" (Pico!

That output is the difference in absolute force said to be the wall of the LV, the difference in magnitude of the amount of ruthless force that even if sturdy, the bike is unilaterally crushed if hit by a car and the car can't resist dump cars either. And that comes with speed and the ability to manipulate it, even though there is an inherently insurmountable difference.

(Pico!)

Unable to capture - the demonic eye that even reflects the possibility of the future, the "Luo Jin Eye" beyond the divine eye, it is a cursed eye with a turbulence of information that is insane and burns down the brain.

(Pico!) (Pico!

The ability of "wisdom" to oversee ultra-fast parallel thinking that scrutinizes, classifies and infinitely parallelizes its vast and enormous amount of furious information should oppress the spirit, but that ability divides and terrifies one's brain.

(Pico!) (Pico!) (Pico!

It is wrapped in heavy air and reacts with blunt "cursory" to manipulate the slow-moving body, and Shura fights while manipulating and breaking the body directly from the outside that is not forced to move. A catastrophe that possesses the frenzy of "Skills", an effect of controlling and manipulating the body to be destroyed in a spirit capable of burning it to bitter pain, wrapping the body with the flux of destruction and regeneration and turning madness into a murder weapon and rampant with the frenzy of "Demon ", a mad guide that destroys the whole body. (Pico!) (Pico!

Cursed. A tragic force whose tragic ability only seems to destroy the body and erode the spirit, the extrahuman insanity that combines and mixes it together to compound and multiply it. (Pico?)

The strength of a fraudulent "bastard" master who turns destruction and regeneration into moves, combined with conflicting effects, manipulates and weaves a number of vicious effects "skills" that are uncontrollable as if they were magicians dealing with curses. (Pico!?)

Originally, the ability "Skills" that people can't even activate. It is intolerable to a person, something abnormal in being itself.

The usual appearance of weakness and apathy, walking unmotivated with a vague face, but the atmosphere is full of voids that have disappeared. Awkward motion that has lost all walking, physical, martial arts and even the body is natural but has changed...... a magical move just for a moment.

Instant Strike - - The women's group works perfectly together, the tactics are instantly assembled just by looking each other in the eye, interlocking and jumping into a blind spot full of gaps, towing and guiding them to ensure they attack without letting them deal with it. It should have been a complete procedure to always pack the must-win winners, the definite annihilation, no matter how you respond!?

I caught it. At the moment everyone thought so, the shake of the moment, the wind pressure caused by the instantaneous rapid wind caused by the turbulence of "Nabi" Kuryu-like soft but wind-dancing body surgery, martial arts "skill" light qigong even erased its own weight, even the signs diffused and spreading to nothing.

Bouncing Uncaptured (Pico!) Retreat under pressure (pico!) Dance like a turbulent (pico!) Fantastically free to run away (Pico!) (Pico!) But in the circle dancing around is a dead place (Pico!) I'm tired of stepping in and being picky! (Pico!) (Pico!) (Pico!

Flashing suddenly, it's a super-responsive exchange of flashes. (Pico!)

There is no escape whatsoever under the command of Mr President of the Commission, nor is there any discrepancy in that collaboration. Yet disturbed, super close brawl intrudes, Pico Pico knocks him down and goes (Pico!) (Pico!) (Pico!

Disturbed movements are joined together. Disrupted and collapsed while caught in an unusual act of swinging in a chimney, stepping out (pico! Pico!) Crossing (Pico!) Turn (Pico!) Turn (Pico!) Turn (Pico!)............ (Pico!) annoying (pico!

And I'm right in front of you. Thoroughly inhibited the movement, crushed the escape, disrupted the attacker, and wiped out all possibilities, but there was a pico sword in front of you-- (Pico! Pico! Pico! Pico!

"Why am I the only one who beats you three times? Ha! Men are mean to their cared daughters..."

"Now, all this time, you've been extensively mean to me, you've been directing behind it! And the Otas are King Harlem, saying it's a mean theory to the child you care about! BL, though? Yeah, homo? Well, now I finally have a penny... it's been forever."

Total annihilation. Irrational battle power differences have been insanely crushed, organized and aligned as you see them and uncovered the phenomenon from the analysis. The instantaneous reaction rubs through to guide, limit and limit the direction of the wind, causing the orbit to change indefinitely and unable to keep up with the combination of thousands of changes. A mock fight for your sermon has crushed the perfect measure to remind you of your weakness.

"That wasn't true, was it? Just forcing the demon to open it completely?

It's not an effect, it's like body surgery and doesn't look like a move.

"Uh, that? Something with a one-size-fits-all feel? We can't choose activation over here, so it's gonna be subtle in and out, melee, so why don't we wear armor? That thin, tight-fitting, melee fight with Mr. Spatts is a one-shot crisis in boys' high school. It's hard to step in with a single hair, right? Yeah, you're horny, huh?

Cunning! After that my "organizing" and the "directing" of the chairman of the committee were rubbed through and mixed up and brought into a turmoil and devastated while not being able to be crushed...... they can't be captured, even if caught in time, rubbed through and beaten with a pico pico when they step in.

That stops at the inside of the critical with minimal chi work, so close. The distance of that step is a long distance away, between special occasions that have been battling and killing each other in a much more dangerous position.

When the body is out of control but it can be slaughtered just right When the "timing" comes, only steps in for a moment when it can be slaughtered... Mocha Mocha Mocha and Mocha Mucha Mucha Much more than the Mocha Mucha who stay in between enemies, reckless and madness Mocha who continue to expose themselves to the midst of a desperate less than critical place of death.

But the threat, the unusual proximity of Yaoi-kun's interval is troublesome for the women's group, and the interval between the swordsmanship and the swordsmanship to be broken into and pulled to the inside of the swordsmanship is too close to be allowed. If you escape, a step in is an instant slaughter.

The mystery of sword moves that unite the sword with the arm as an extension of the arm, wielding it as part of the body. The super close range, which coincides with the sword that wraps each body around itself as one, is slashed into the most fearful knife technique, pressed and slashed.

It's no longer Moga, it's crazy, it's foul after foolishness. Only a special death fight that suddenly falls into a dead place without even a sword combined, turning it into the ultimate victory for those who are likely to die if one hand passes. If you are frightened, you will die, a slight patrol will not be allowed, and you will be forced to make constant judgments and decisions, the closest place to death, the abject intermittence of death where the streak of tension erodes your spirit - the place of death.

I don't know what you think your life is, it's always crazy, but you choose a place of death without even fear, and you stay there without any consideration of fright, error or fright, even plainly and naturally accept it completely naturally. Instead, you step further in and crush, ravage, invade, take over the place of death and you're fully willing to live there.

That one has naturally taken it upon itself to die and to be scared, and naturally I don't even think I'm afraid that death is right next to me. Mocha, you or the demon are frightened of death. You survive because you are sensitive to instinctive fear... the madness of stepping in and staying and dominating the death place, where no one can beat Yao, you can't keep fighting in such a horrible place. I wasn't growing at all and I wasn't even reflecting, I'm circling around again and picking a more dangerous place to die.

Worst. The most fearful vicious knife technique, the self-proclaimed "One Tail Knife (Laughter)" is a true knife technique. You're a nasty, forcible compulsive killer who cunningly kills only the opponent by killing the extreme opponent before he dies, but an annoying, extreme fraud conflicted killer who says he kills only the opponent before himself, a compulsive death that doesn't die because he only kills the opponent before you think about it. The ferocity to go beyond the dead and seek life there. I've stepped over Shura, and I'm kind of killing him peacefully.

Worst opponent if we kill each other. But this is training, right? Tell the chairman of the committee to keep an eye on him.

"Yaojun. Let's do it one more time, you still got room, don't you?

"Heh heh heh, he still wants to know the depth of a boy high school student like he loses. Okay, take it. Stand up, what do you bet next? It's just me, right? A penny from 100,000 ele to double the push, 200,000 ele!

Even training would have won, but this is a sermon. There is no loss, only crushing crushing is a decision.

"Fine. So this is a full order dress for everyone."

The enclosure collapses without the shaking black shadow being captured, dangling in the wind, and the formation is brought into turmoil and turmoil in scattering. Its center drew a spiral and turned it into a whirlwind, causing it to collapse and disturb, but encircled.

But I was just surrounded by the same super melee brawl that I had earlier...... hung up!

"When you get nostalgic, please hold me closely!

"" "Roger (Yar)!

Closer and narrower than the sword. Close knife intervals are handsets, fights. Super Melee Battle is the single-pitch of Yao's Tai Chi, that's why I won. This is stuffing.

"Hey! Oh, Ma, wait! That sucks! At least it's dangerous if you don't wear armor. Thin, perfect, Mr. Spatz. Tensioned munchies don't taste good! Hey! Ugh!

It's too strong. Tai Chi is very strong in different worlds because it is a kill and destroy move, so Yiu can't use it on us. If you seal a dangerous elbow and remove the steeple, the only position you can aim at is your chest or hips or thighs, where you can push with your palm bottom... even if you can win if you push it, you'll notice it. A heckle that pulls your hand in and escapes. Still looking for a way for us to go home, and we're not prepared to follow you, are we?

I try to go to the death place alone, I'm sure if that time comes again, I'll go alone without taking anyone. We are already ready to go after everything and catch up with everything, only the thought is not willing to lose to the Labyrinth Emperors in any way.

Soft meat densely presses and overlaps, meat presses and crushes with meat pressure. A huge ball of pressed competing buns, crushed by mountains of women's bodies, but drowns and sinks in a sea of meat. You won.

I've been to the Deep Labyrinth for some time, and I've heard that the team of adventurers didn't return.

Burning everything to blame myself like crazy, sprinkling vast amounts of magic to blame both the demons and my own body, purifying everything with fierce pain and flames...... I kept attacking and blaming them, looking good, regardless.

You noticed the hierarchical trap of the labyrinth that packs without magic, and you left only one magic wand at the bottom to understand and mourn that nasty trap and bury it all, didn't you? I've already heard it all.

So naturally, it's a mock fight for punishment, so there's no reason to wear armor, because crushing is the punishment, right? 'Cause I know the weakness, it's hectic.

I asked firmly. Because I don't want to be seen. I cried in the back and baked all the time, saying I've been burning my lips to the ground to blame as I chewed them up...... it's a big heck of a deal!

I don't know why I dress up and hold everything in by myself and blame myself, I don't even hear any excuses. It's a lie anyway, so scold me and spoil me and rub me.

We're not ready to die, are we?

If you're going to die, you're going to stand in front of it, right? There will be no way to let them get away with it. Come on, what do we do with the dress design? Oh, it looks like you've finally set up a sexual emperor...... JULU.