In the second war, Busuke goes up to the ring.
On the fox side, a magnificent man emerged with a bearded little macho reminiscent of a dwarf, Mukimki's macho, even though it was low on the back but wide on the side. However, I don't have an axe, and I think I'm over 150 centimeters tall at once.
"Is that the fleshbullet type again?
"I don't know."
Sylvia and Li Mei look at the enemy and say: Another hand-to-hand fist.
"Getting Started"
"Funnnnnnnnnnn!
When Tyrone issues the decree of initiation, the little bearded macho gives a moody roar, with fox ears from his head and fox tails jumping out of his hips.
(Are you the type of person who doesn't like the appearance transformation itself? But the copy of the ability is strengthened. You're the same type as Tyrone)
Tired decided so when he saw the fox parts coming out of his mustache macho.
"Ha, ha, ho!
With the call, the little mustache Macchio steps hard from the blood and waves as he steps.
(Are you doing your tricks with dancing)
Busuke immediately spotted him and tied his mark himself.
Causes certain paranormal forces in a particular way - that's what they call surgery. The method is also described as "opening the channel," etc., but aside from the most popular method, the spell, some are due to signs like Busuke, while others open the channel with dancing, like the little moustache macho in front of me, which is rare and rare.
Busuke does not rush, but slowly knots the mark.
(That's a bad habit of Busuke. Always go in a little late from the art of defense to see how the enemy comes out first)
Tired watched Busuke move and was frowning. The method is certainly a safety measure that increases survival, but its passive way of fighting, from a tired point of view, does not seem a good hand to tilt the course of battle towards itself.
Tired once fought Busuke many times, but not once or twice before the difference in local power, because of this way of fighting Busuke, he suppressed Busuke almost to one side of the defense to complete it.
"Whoops!
In keeping with that timing, when the little bearded Macchio shouted out loudly, Busuke also assembles his last mark and completes the procedure.
Shortly after the appearance of a wall of light in front of Busuke, something like a shockwave emerged from his feet, and Busuke's body danced heavily into the universe.
The attack doesn't necessarily fly in front of us. I was aware of that as a low-suke, but I was nevertheless surprised that the power had been activated from my immediate vicinity.
Busuke blows up to the off-site and falls off his back. Of course, I'm passive.
"Yes, yes, hey, hey"
In the meantime, little mustache Macchio enters the next dance and keeps screaming.
The shock struck Busuke's body again when he tried to get up. Busuke's body, devoured by the shock of being battered and blown away by invisible force, hits both guests. The cushion was good for the customer.
(The technique by that dance is full of gaps with lots of preliminary motion, but for that matter, if activated, the attack will fly from close range. I don't know if I can prevent it. The technique of Tzu or that muscle Dharma is the type that works best in more versus more battles than one-on-one. Even the wizard wind of the game? But it's ridiculous to show that in a one-on-one battle with such a spectacle)
Look at the little mustache macho technique, Sylvia thinks.
"Hey, ho, do, ha, fuck!
The dance and shouting led to a third attack, but shortly before that, Busuke had finished tying his mark while falling.
The whole body of Busuke is wrapped in light, transformed into a giant light sphere as if integrated with light, and surfaced all at once to the ceiling.
"Mmmm!?
Attack averted, little mustache Macchio roars. And look up at the glowing light sphere near the ceiling.
Everyone in the hall looks up at the giant light sphere and narrows their eyes. There's nothing I can't look at directly, but it's pretty dazzling.
Light spheres fall at high speeds with little mustache machos.
Chibi Beard Macho tried to rush away, but while the light sphere was huge, it curved in line with the movement of Chibi Beard Macho, despite its fast speed, and hit him directly on the body.
As if an explosion of light had occurred, a dazzling light is emitted at first sight, and many close their eyes.
The light faded beautifully and refreshingly, and on the ring, there was a little bearded macho falling on his back and fainting, and a figure of Busuke kneeling one knee in the form of a ride on it.
"There's a battle. Handsome Win '
Tyrone gives you a winning name. I don't know what it is. I'm being made to see a paranormal battle, so no cheering happens.
"I didn't expect you to use it to the depths..."
I give a shout of tiredness and feelings to Busuke as he descends from the ring.
"'Cause it didn't work like that."
Busuke looks down tired, smiles embarrassed, and waves lightly.
"Ugh... mindless"
Little mustache Macchio stepped down the ring on his own as he rolled.
"You can't even kill them, you pathetic bastards. And this one came at a time of pity. Oh, boy."
Let go of the microphone, Tyrone takes a big sigh.
"That's two wins...... We won the side, didn't we? Even if I lose to you, it doesn't change the result…"
When tired told Tyrone, Tyrone laughed.
"Ha-ha-ha, I'm tired, I'm stupid."
"Are you going to make a difference?
"I have not said a word that if your lords win, they will give up their plans. I told you if your lords won. Therefore, if your lords do not win all, they will not give up their plans, and they will be tired and consoled."
White air drifts across the hall on the tylon taking the microphone and twisting the rules with a rear out.
"The seco king......"
Apricots said with jito eyes.
"Ha-ha-ha, call me cunning and allow me to honor you."
Without losing to the air and cowering, Tyrone laughs with dignity.
Tyrone goes up on the ring first, looks down tired, and invites him to go up.
Tired of going up to the ring with no choice.
The moment I go up to the ring, I become aware that all the human gaze in the hall is poured out and atrophies as much as I want.
(What the hell...? I'm nervous about the bees...... What, you don't like being on this stage? I didn't know you were on the tired side... Or maybe it changed while we were seeing each other?
Tiron cheeks when he sees how tired he is. Somehow I felt like I did something wrong.
Boy and girl with the same face relative, one full of room. schematic that the other one is shrinking.
"What is this... have you decided to compete before you fought?
"Oh... it looks that way to me too..."
"If you're inspired and tired of it, or..."
Sylvia, Li Mei speaks of pessimistic things, and Busuke speaks of hopeful observations.
"So... here we go!
Promising the battle, Tyrone threw Mike away.
"Cannibal Fluorescent"
Tyrone activates the procedure first. Tired is a little late and hurries to cast his spell.
Tyrone emits a bright light in all three moonshines, but tiredness shifted in space and appeared forward of Tyrone, eyes and nose tips.
Surprised, stiff for a moment, with Tyrone's abdomen, Tired taps into the knife pattern he had in his hand at some point.
"Guuuuuuuu..."
He beats the pigeon tail with a knife pattern as much as he wants and breaks it into a tyrone body letter. With the creaking groans, the air falls out of your mouth.
Tired was immediately moving on to the next action. Once you go into battle and get on fire, you don't even care about fine dust such as the sight of the crowd.
"Red Dumplings"
The bright red baby's head blended together countlessly and irregularly, and I wondered if a meat tower had appeared, wrapped around Tyrone's body.
"It hurt!
Tyrone screams unexpectedly as the babies laugh and bite.
The cannibal fluorophores return utterly, attacking from left to right to tired and red dough. Tired jumped backwards and dodged, but the red dough was hived by the cannibal fluorescence and simultaneously extinguished with a dissatisfied voice.
"Well, don't you..."
Tired and laughing invincibly Tyrone.
"No matter how much I try to copy my abilities... I won't be able to copy them until my experience in battle. For that matter, I'm on top..."
I am tired of lying, but on the other hand, I am anxious. While I am clearly weakened, Tyrone copied it because it was me at the height of my life - when I was the strongest.
"Rainbow Earthworm."
From both hands of Tyrone emerges an indeterminate and translucent that is neither liquid nor gaseous in rainbow colour, and stretches toward exhaustion.
"Twisted Boy."
A giant meat spring emerges from the feet of tiredness and stretches out at high speeds in a way that surrounds tiredness. The tip has something that looks like a boy's face, and the stretched torso is properly dressed with something that looks like a cunt.
Just before the rainbow bulged translucent reaches the spring of meat...
Seven colored lights are emitted at countless angles with twisted hands. I care not to go beyond passenger seats.
While the twisted boy was filled with holes, Tired made a spatial metastasis, behind Tyrone, waving a knife with his back of his head.
I was reading that on a boulder.
Tyrone giggles and shakes her tail up as much as she wants.
The demonic power that was stored in the tail is converted into material power and released from close range toward the tired body. Tired did not anticipate this attack at all, and he was properly exposed to it.
A tired body glances back wide and floats in the universe, blowing straight outside the ring, slamming it from back to floor.
"Say it!
Tyrone cheered, bounced loudly, spinning backwards as it was, jumping over the rope, his tired abdomen under the ring and greeted him with a foot stamp.
Tired sprays blood reflexes from his mouth after a shock to his abdomen that Tyrone had just eaten, not from the pattern of a knife to the dovetail.
"Not yet!
Tyrone screams and rotates backwards from the tired belly to the low sky, placing the tail binta on the tired head.
After taking a powerful blow to his head, which also had the power converted from demonic power, his tired consciousness flew and passed out as it was.
"A light victory," he said.
Tyrone looks down at her fainted tiredness and laughs comfortably.
"For the book... you've been lightly hit"
"You have the same face, but you're stronger that way at all"
Sa Chest and Apricot groan in flashes.
"What is he doing?"
Li Mei rushes over to the ring watching Tyrone pull up her fainted tired body on the ring.
'Don't lay your hands on me. Have your promise fulfilled. This is going to be a tiring public gang rape show. Come on, come on. "
Calling with a microphone, doors open all over the hall, and beautiful girls in underwear appear one after the other on the fox ear fox tail, killing them to the ring.
"What begins..."
"No, as declared, you're pathetic..."
To the groaning Busuke, Sylvia said.
On the ring, Tyrone is tying his tired hands behind his back and restraining him. There are also monkeys so that the technique cannot be used.
After a while, I woke up tired.
"Huh, have you woken up? Let's squeeze in plenty of energy and medicine until the red balls come out. And you'll get plenty of humiliation. Our grudges are a little clearer now. Come on, get ready."
Tiron took off his clothes when he grabbed the microphone and threw it all the way there. The legion of fox-eared girls up on the ring also take off their underwear and surround their tiredness.
For the record, a red ball of cessation is a theory that an over-ejaculated man becomes sexually incapacitated after he has put something called a red ball of cessation out of his genitals. There is also a theory that the stones were covered in blood and it seemed so.
"What, is that... I don't care what you think of heaven."
"Hmmm...... you're unwilling to help"
"Can I leave this alone?
Sa Chest, Busuke, and Apricot each say.
"Hey, you're not going to take your life, are you?
"Rest assured. I'm not going to go that far at the moment. In the name of the king, the protection of his life shall be exhausted. I'll let you go when the show's over."
When Li Mei inquired, Tyrone replied, looking unwrapped.
"Then go home..."
"I saw it..."
"If there's no danger to your life, okay... It's all air to stop something..."
Limei, Sylvia turns her back on the ring as she blatantly says, and Busuke groans in a frightening mood.
The tiredness on the ring was dropping off the gap between the beautiful girls who surrounded themselves, like the five of them were just pulling up, with resentful eyes.