Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"Whoa, whoa!

"Ugh!!

Fist and fist bump into each other, pah, and burst sound. And in that next moment, the burst sounds again.

Fists and fists clash together in a row. If you were a regular person, your bones would be shattered and your fists would be unshakable. But we keep hitting each other on the arena.

Both shouting and growling raise their voices irretrievably, and the two men clash together.

And when a loud noise sounded, it opened a great distance from either of them.

And Father Urgan just nodded that he was good at it.

"I see..."

"? What's it going to be?

When I asked, the priest in front of me sighed deliberately.

"Fist shooting is good... but how about it's time to use the score?

"Oh, you know what I mean?

"I get it. 'Cause that's exactly what we talked about with our fists right now."

"It's not like I wasn't serious. Then I didn't..., okay. I'll do everything I can."

It must belong to the players who participated in the demonic martial arts. Pull out a long sword about 90cm across the blade that was piercing nearby.

"Hmm, still a sword"

"Well, I figured the standard would be best."

Twist your torso from your opponent and put your back in front of you, concealing your sword behind you.

"Though the structure is not already basic?

"Hehe. At home."

"Fair enough. Forward, only to control."

That's a word I don't think came out of the priest's mouth. Hey.

I laugh harder at gripping patterns.

"Take it, my blow!

"I'll respond, that blow!!

In the next moment of verbal reward, even rock crushing rigid fists were looming in front of him.

Boom!!

Rigid fists roar past me right in front of my face.

"What!?

"I took it!!

I stretched out my arm, his fist just plundered me and it was over.

He pressed his right shoulder with his left foot to earn a moment like the moment his fist arrived, and then, during that moment, only one foot missed his upper body, avoiding a blow from him.

I wave up a medium sword in bad shape trying to cut off the arm of the guy who cut it off.

but

"Guh, uhh!?

Moves the shield, not the sword, to prevent the left fist of the guy slapped on the side.

No, I tried to prevent it.

"Huh!?

The shield is crushed, and his intense body brow slaps me as I crush the bones of my right arm in a vacuum.

My consciousness flew for a moment in severe pain, and in that moment I was knocked out of the field.

(Shit...!)

Shit, faster than you think, kicking the off-site wall, the audience seat, and flying off to Vulgaro.

"He shoots me down!!

Big twist on the hips, a blow of the wrecking priest rolled out.

A blow so bad that the wind pressure that occurs when you no longer swing it out is going to blow you away.

"Oh my gosh!!

Riding that fist, running over my arm, I slap him, a sharp kick that kicks the ball in Vulgaro's head.

……

Did you fall in one blow, a giant over two meters makes a noise and falls?

"I guess the world is big, not at all."

This priest would undoubtedly be the most powerful class of mankind in terms of his attacking power with hand-to-hand air fists.

I'm surprised there's still such a guy.

"Well, is Bernadette done? ……

With a breath, I finally noticed the abnormality around me as I tried to turn my consciousness to Bernadette.

We're fighting over this arena right now. There's one combination.

Bernadette and the fox.

And there are four people left, including me.

"Surprised...... those numbers of people, you knocked them down by yourself old man?

On the ring, away from Bernadette and the fox boys, who continued their fierce struggle, lay their hands on the patterned head of a sword that protruded as if they were waiting for me, and there was a man waiting.

Used knight armor, a little old after his epic years, the man with what is often called a middle-aged look, smiles and shoots me through with those eyes like an eagle.

"No, ha. Half of it is the aftermath of your battle."

A middle-aged knight who couldn't even put in a cross spear and was waiting for the battle between me and the priest to end.

Its looks that make me feel old and its temperament not to try to hide the fighting spirit "..." that sting my skin tingly as if it were inversely proportional to it.

Definitely. This guy is the same battle idiot we are.

He's such a master of warfare, who likes to fight and is likely to go see someone stronger than himself.

"I mean, you did the other half, right?

I guess I have a provocative grin that I wouldn't normally do right now.

But I can't keep it down. A streak against powerful enemies! This excitement, man, can't be contained!!

"I didn't even intend to go to the main battle and I was in the mood for an arms test... that's when I was being shown your battle in front of me. Makes me want to hit eight."

Send about half of the participants off-site in eight hits?

I don't know what I'm talking about, but this guy's inside too.

"You'll only be able to use one arm and not be free....... but this Farhat Enhancement. Let me defeat your lord, trying to be scolded as a coward!

"Wherever I want!!

Falhat, holding the long sword with both hands and taking the knight's stand, roars, and I cry out to respond to it, too.

"Push!!

Dah! and a knight kicked in the ground, wielding a silver sword.

"This guy...... Demon Sword!?

Silver sword to be waved down. To the heterogeneity of that sword, I instantly understood that it was the Devil's Sword.

- Gingy!!

Prevent the waved demon sword from meeting with a sword grabbed with your left hand.

Along with the high sound, the impact was transmitted to the arm, at the same time understanding the ability (ability) of the Devil's Sword.

"Oh, weight loss (lower cost), no, that's not all... this feeling is shock increasing (impact drive)!!"

"Ha, have you been cut off"

Boneless sword without gorgeous decorations. The power hidden in the sword is the ability (ability) to reduce the weight load on the holder, and increases the impact on the target.

The two abilities acted on each other and conveyed a tremendous shock to me.

If it's the most shock of all, it's better when Terrachio eats it.... But even if I could stand it, the low-quality sword broke down with a sound, pissilli, as if screaming.

"The Devil's Sword: Shelazard. Once a famous blacksmith struck a demon sword for a thinker. … is also our treasure sword"

When my body was crushed and I threw away my useless sword, the knight stuck a boneless demon sword to the ground without pursuing me.

And as I first waited, the knight lays his hand on the pattern and looks at me.

"I guess you have one, too. A sword no better than this one.... No, there's no way a master like you doesn't have a swordsman."

Definitely no longer. But I can see certainty in that word.

His knight realizes I have the Devil's Sword (...), for sure!!

"I want to have a good fight"

And to that word, the little anxiety that was in my heart, fear of "finding out," also blew away.

"Crystal Venom, a treasure sword.... my demon sword."

Stick the two swords of Aoyagi and Jade to the ground, and I confront the knight Falhat.