Makai Hongi

General Tourato has packed the distance with his big strand.

That's the Cyclops. My body is just big, it looks like it's moving slowly and its fruitful fast.

I gently shook up a huge battle axe.

"Whoa!?

And swing it down luxuriously.

I thought it would arrive from that distance, my arm stretched.

No, an illusion.

The motion is huge, so I might have misjudged it that way.

I've been trying to take General Tourat's first blow since before I fought.

I actually wanted to see how powerful it was.

- Gaggy.

Hex sticks and battle axes collide and scatter sparks violently.

I was flown backwards more than ten meters with my stomped legs.

"... that's impossible."

I was able to strengthen my body, but it didn't seem to be enough.

General Tourato has seen it as a winning opportunity or has unleashed a series of hits.

The battle axe cleaves the wind, raises it and strikes.

Well, one hand at a time is heavy. It is extremely destructive.

I guess there is not only the power of the person, but also the performance of the weapon.

"But I'm a little short."

As far as I've been dealing with out of standard, you can't just beat a guy who specializes in power.

"Shh!

Pay the battle axe to be struck down and slide the surface of the hexagonal stick.

The ground shocked my feet so much that I trembled. Instead, deep into the earth, the blade of the battle axe is engulfed.

By then, I'd have dropped my weapon and circled beside General Tourato.

"When you have big figures, you have a lot of blind spots."

Move quickly to the armpit.

Grab General Tulart's elbow with both hands and pull him down full of strength.

Naturally the balance is out and the body swims.

That's enough for me. Anyway, the general is covering his chest and head with armor.

If you catch your leg in good time, you'll fall right in.

Roll General Tulart off his back.

Not letting go of a weapon in that condition is something I looked up to, but here's a bad hand.

When I twist my weapon, it even follows me to my wrist.

You can hear a creaking voice from under your armor, but naturally ignore it.

Put him to sleep on his depression, twisting his arms up.

"And then..."

Hang your arms on the fold with full body strengthening.

I can't stand it from a bowed position... it should, but it's well tolerated.

My full strength and general's joints. It's a fight which is stronger.

- Boki.

No, it breaks, normal.

I haven't worked out how to get out of my arthropods and sleeping moves, so scratching my foot after they decide on my arm will only buy me time to break.

Now I broke my elbow, but that won't be enough yawning for the General to lose his fighting power.

"Then this way."

I feathered where I tried to get up and put my foot around the general's neck as I took another arm.

The way he stomps his neck bone broken is hilarious, but as a General Tourato, I guess he means it.

"Too bad, now it was this way"

When you slowly twist your arms and apply force at the tip of the spin......

- Cockroaches.

My shoulder joint is coming off.

"You don't know how to fit a detached joint. So the rest is my turn."

I picked up the hexagonal stick I was throwing out and I stuck my teeth out and laughed.

I dared not use all my moves this past month when I was dealing with those who had challenged me.

I haven't shown you everything about me.

I thought you wouldn't think there was anything else, like how to fight, but you were right.

Arthroplasty is the first reveal. You must be surprised.

By the way, I have many patterns in mind on how to fight the Three Generals.

"From here, it's always been my turn. Huh!

It was almost a one-sided battle from here.

Was it a battle?

The General's heavy armor was beaten with a hexagonal stick reinforced with a magic vegetable.

That's time and time again.

I shrugged so much that the armor stopped clamping its original shape, and there were areas that flew away somewhere.

Still, I won't stop.

"Hyah!"

Keep hitting him as he absorbs the magic from his opponent.

If you've even recovered the magic vegetables, you can keep beating them with a thousand or two shots.

It's an easy permanent institution.

At the end of the day, it became a world where I just stubbornly continued to slap General Tulart, who became an iron crumb armor and a borough rag.

I concentrated too much and thought the surrounding noise didn't go in...... the venue was quiet as it hit the water.

The audience was pulling back and forth.

"Hyah!!

I give you pneumonia and keep beating you up even more.

It was my victory at a time when General Tulart's body was halfway into the ground.

No one applauded me for putting the hexagonal stick up high and posing for victory.

"... Isn't that too much?

From General Farnese, I was looked at in earnest.

"The battle is the luck of time. It could have been me rolling over there by now."

"Right..."

I thought I could have said something good, but I didn't seem to impress General Farnese very well.

"It's the general's turn next, isn't it? Good luck."

"Oh... I don't know if I can be that thorough. Okay, I'm coming."

General Farnese kicked a ton of ground and rose lightly.

The opposing General Daldaros... had already waited over the arena.

Who uses aerial methods of warfare? Based on my position earlier, I think I'm used to this kind of battle.

Excitement from the previous game? battle of bees by the two generals began as they took control of the venue.

From the results, General Farnese lost.

It feels like General Daldaros was controlling the flow of the game all the time.

I could even afford to cut it.

"What is it, isn't it overwhelming? General Daldaros, have you ever played the Triad?

The game is overwhelmingly well carried, while also gaining competence.

The magic was not only shooting ahead, but the little moves were crossed, shifting the timing, crossing an invisible blow, and shooting out into a flash of gaps in the blind spot.

"Such a craftsman was in this country."

I knew he was a match craftsman, but before General Farnese could draw on his opponent's strengths, a settlement was reached. Too bad.

"... I lost"

General Farnese is back after the game.

I can't say "That was a shame" or "You were almost there".

I was overwhelmed all the time, and I was humbled.

It feels like he was knocked down before he could do anything.

That's all the difference, even though it's the same general position.

"I'm sorry for the impudent battle."

"No, now I know I have to get my mind together"

You were hiding Melvis, and there were some powerful people.

"Something seems to be waiting for me, so I'm going"

When the battle was over, only General Daldaros did not leave the arena.

Floating in the arena, waiting for me.

Then why don't we respond?

"... hey, better this way"

I'd rather have a speeding deep-sea dragon's machete this time.

I grabbed my machete and went down to the arena.