Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"This is..."

Blance unexpectedly frowns at the tournament table shown.

And that was the same for Lord.

"As you can see, the first game of Game 1 is Avan vs. Morgan. Ow! The second game that follows is Visor vs. Formate. Ow! Game three is Blance vs. Carona. Ow! And the fourth game will be Cosmo vs. Balquette!

That's a combination as if the mighty were crafted so that they wouldn't hit each other in the first round.

In due course, Lords and Visors in Game 1 of Game 2 will win Blance and Cosmo in Game 2.

"It's very convenient again..."

"For once, I'm not doing anything, am I? This is only the result of a rigorous draw."

"What do you think..."

"Well, weren't you glad as the host? Because if me and Mr. Visor, for example, hit it in Game 1, the game that follows will be terribly boring. It's like I'm single-handedly flirting with someone..."

"Ugh... that confidence or self-esteem... pull wow"

"Hehe... whatever. Well, you won't have to worry about this anyway. However, if you make a mistake, in the first round... don't lose or anything, right?

"Ha... meh"

'Then the game will begin shortly, so if you are not Avan and Morgan, please return to the modest room!

"... that's why. I'll see you in World War II."

Shortly afterwards Cosmo disappeared in an instant, and Blance, after exhaling one, walked over to the bottom of the road.

"Did you hear that?

"Yes. Well, this could have been the other way around"

"Well."

In combination, if the two were to bump into each other, the final.

On that point, I can even say it's more convenient.

Besides, Lord wanted to hit with the visor if he could.

Whatever the reason, it's nothing more than knowing his past.

"Well, it's time to go. Oh, I know you don't have to tell me, but don't be alarmed, okay? Your opponent..."

"... Yep"

The gaze of the two is directed towards Morgan.

The man, who boasts a giant body 250 cm tall, was a shameless figure in the name of the "devil", staring down at the load not only to say you were my prey.

"Oh come on... good luck with that."

"Ah, Mr. Blance."

"Am I?"

As Lorde approached Blance softly, he ears at him with his left hand hiding his mouth.

"We don't even have time, so be brief. I saw it several times and was convinced, after all, that Mr. Cosmo's magic is not a metastatic system. And that... Mr. Apple must..."

"... oh, I know. Focus on yourself. Well, now it's time to go... see you."

"Yes......"

After all, somewhere on the back of lonely Brance, Lord gives an anxious look.

And shortly after--

"... n"

Feeling the intense magic drifting from behind, Lord slowly looks back.

Then he opened his blood-running eyes, further protruding his teeth, and confronted Morgan, who waited now or now for the start.

"Cook Cook...... hey it's time for some fun! Hey nigga! Let me have some fun at best!?

Lorde doesn't respond, he just looks at Morgan.

Long mustache covering around the mouth on long, clearly untreated blonde hair.

Also, that figure, dressed in brown armor made from fur of beast-shaped demons, without any weapons, except armor that stretches from fist to arm, is exactly the beast.

And it was also obvious from the magic that flowed out that it was not overshadowed, and Lord gripped his hidden left fist hard in his cloak.

"Dude, are you kidding me?!?... here we go. You'll hear it soon... your screaming! Ha ha!

"Sparks are scattering early, but heh! Both of you...... are you ready?!?

"Yes."

"Anytime you want. Heh!!

"Yes, I did! Now let's start the first game of the first game of the afternoon in the club! Both...... set it up!

Stand with your arms open, against Morgan, who releases strong magic, while Lord suppresses magic, putting forward the right side without arms and standing on your half.

And deep and quiet...... exhaled.

"... Begin Yep!

At the same time as the start, Morgan comes forward a lot.

And...

"Ohhhhhhh!!

"Huh!"

Approaching at an unimaginable speed from its gigantic body, a special fist swung down as it was shattered the brick of stone that was forming the playing field.

"Whoa!? And the playing field is... shattered aaaaaaa!?

'Hey... I'm surprised. Sure, it was the steel stone that was used, wasn't it?

"Yes! The same is true of resistance to shocks, but it is also highly resistant to magic and is an excellent building material often used in castles! Nevertheless! I didn't get one crack in the morning section. I didn't know it would crush easily! He's still a great destructive owner. Ah!

'Probably a body strengthening system... but this power... plus that speed... hmm...'

No wonder Olgren wonders.

Morgan's magic is "rigid arm magic".

It is, as its name suggests, just magic that strengthens the arm.

There are two main types of magic in the body strengthening system, divided into an overall strengthening that strengthens all of the body and a partial strengthening that strengthens a part of the body.

The overall enhancement depends on the proficiency of the user, but since the arm strength, leg strength, reflex nerve, motion vision, etc. are also bottomed up, it is possible to improve combat skills in a balanced manner, which can be described as excellent magic with few holes.

On the other hand, however, it was well balanced, often lacking in decision-makers, and in addition it had the disadvantage of being susceptible to user combat techniques.

In contrast, partial enhancement strengthens only one point of the body, so if you look only at the enhancement value of that part, it far exceeds the overall enhancement, and elevates to what can be called a special.

For example, if the overall enhancement wizard and the leg enhancement wizard run the same distance, the leg enhancement side is at least twice faster.

But if we simply hit each other, the overall reinforcement side would be stable and win.

Except if you include kicking moves.

In short, although there is no sense of stability like overall enhancement, it far surpasses it in certain areas… that is partial enhancement magic.

However, things are slightly different in Morgan's case.

The destructive power of the fist by "rigid arm magic" alone is a threat, but even more so its overprivileged stature and heaven had given him… useful skills.

The name of the skill given to him is "Handsome Foot".

Yes... this is also, as its name suggests, simply the power of faster feet.

In so doing, he has run through the earth with handsome feet that do not look great on a giant, wielding excessively powerful arms, based on an unusually sized body.

In previous battles, he has not even had the experience of struggle rather than losing, and he has won all of it.

Character distorted into that overprivileged life, and gradually he moved away from people.

As a result, a monster called "the devil" was born.

'It was a terrific blow indeed... but Avan! Brilliant evasion of Morgan's offense. Wih! I got the distance in the backstep. Ahh!

Among the rising rubble, Lorde calmly distanced himself and again stood halfway and clenched his left fist.

Morgan's mouth angle hangs on that figure.

"Ha-ha-ha! Nice move, baby! Most of them. Now I can kill Butch... Looks like I'll enjoy it!

Morgan shouted happily so, kicking the ground again with those huge legs.

"Ohh!?

... Yes, I did kick it.

Just that my body didn't move at all.

And right in front of me as soon as I realized... he was there.

"Huh!?

"Pretty fast".

"Left fist".

"They're targeting the torso".

"We have to defend".

Behavior to come to mind.

But I couldn't do anything.

"Hawwwww!?!?

The arms were tied to something, the legs held to something, and the armor that was protecting the torso had disappeared for some reason.

The only thing I understood was the power of that blow.

"..................................................."

Lorde's fist pierced by a dovetail.

Shortly after it fell out, the giant collapsed to the ground.