Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

― ― Izna Sicienzan is a former [Eight Flashes in the Heaven] Taiyuki (...).

Hammeraxe and martial arts.

The heretical style of battle fascinated the audience, and its power was even more splendid when it reached the top of the world.

Deal with both perspective and crush any opponent.

If I let him go, it's a unique fighter sword that's called the Izna Original.

That was, I suppose, his climax.

Reaching the champion was never going to happen.

And I was overtaken by a bunch of thugs coming after me.

It is not that he was old.

Rather, he was amazing when he arrived at the Eight Flashes of Heaven when he was still called a boy.

But even if you knew that.

"Shit, shit, shit!!!

The age remained the same, and it was only humiliating for juniors who were slower than themselves to blossom their talents as gladiators to be pulled out one after another.

We can win at first. The "gladiator" who fights Izna for the first time can't keep up with his style with any opponent.

But one after the other, the talented thugs respond, remember, and pierce his hole.

So in time, Izna Sicienzan will no longer be admired for her ideal combat style. Instead, it became known as the first trial of the Eight Flashes under Heaven.

Hammeraxe and martial arts.

If we don't beat him, we won't survive the Eight Flashes.

--This is supported by the fact that Prim was able to beat him in the second half.

Become told that way.

With regret, continue your workouts. Reach out to catch up with me again on my overtaken back.

Still, I couldn't.

After all, heretical styles cannot beat royal highways.

Izna struggled desperately, feeling like she had been put to an end to the way she fought, believing she was the strongest.

Hammeraxe and martial arts. He said he fought brilliantly on both sides.

To prove it.

But...

Winner!! A demon who is free to change!!! Futaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

--It wasn't battle style that was weak.

I was told it was me.

Looking into his dimming consciousness, the man said he wasn't interested in himself at the earliest, and walked into the waiting room with a mallet axe that seemed to have no attachment.

Don't joke.

You're kidding me.

That's my style.

The song you used for today only, it's something I've done a lot.

I've always boiled the audience.

I wonder how much you've been training.

I wonder how much you've been thinking about that.

Wash your neck and wait, Futa.

Someday, use everything I can.

I will defeat you.

--Two years later.

Fouta was banished from Colosseum.

"I can't. The winning rate is 0%. Run, Master!

Izna scratched her head to scream.

"How many times can I win a zero percent?

"Even if I do it 10 times, I can't win once!!

"Hahaha. You're an idiot. Then you're going to do it 100 times."

Hold the hammer axe.

The blade that matched Tsubaki fell apart, and the man who was ahead of his gaze put the cross back to hand - fufu, the color of his eyes returned.

"--Prim, can you do a little more?

"Oh, yeah. The weapon was shattered."

Well then, use this.

"Are you sure?

He handed the cross he had brought to Prim.

And finally. I slowly turned my gaze to Izna.

"- Hey, it's been a long time. Champion"

"... that's right."

In a few words, two people who opened a little distance and opposed each other.

Looking up at Izna worriedly, he - champion Huta - glances at him.

The winning rate is 0%. I will never win.

Her expression continues to be strong and she insists on retreating with Izna.

"What about her?

"It's hot."

I see.... don't you want to pull it? I just want to protect them. "

…………

Izna closed her eyes.

The one I've always wanted to defeat, the one I've been looking for.

Of course, I was the only one who thought so.

After a long time of reunion, I'm the only one who's burning the will to fight.

That day, for the champion who left the waiting room.

For those who have overtaken themselves once.

For those who can only see their backs.

Izna Sicienzan is only worth that much.

I understand.

"Oh, I'm not pulling. But don't worry."

"Killing that old man is secondary. The prize you get for killing that old man is what I need to live with tomorrow. But I need to live with you today."

"... is that so?"

Liuta closes her eyes to think of something.

Prim put his shoulder down and murmured, "I told you."

"I pray to you, who can only live in the struggle, but who was our biggest wall on the road. Please don't run away."

Fouta exhaled lightly.

"Okay."

I see.

Gu, hold my fist and tell him.

"Right now, I'm putting a lot of pressure on you. Don't think I'm a coward."

It's not the same as when it came to Prim.

It is not used to break down obstacles for the sake of soothing.

However, I challenge Futa with this power just for my own sake.

The effect time is still sufficient.

I don't have to worry about getting cut on the way.

--When I first experienced her power.

I thought this was it.

What you need to build on yourself.

Someday, what you should have.

The result of the exercise that I have to go beyond the foot.

Strong, desirable power.

Yes, it is.

This is an advance.

Tell yourself this is an advance.

― ― Izna Sicienzan is not strong.

Young and blooming talent. Sounds good, but I didn't have enough experience.

There was a shortage. Big, yeah. The frustration, the experience of getting up from there.

That's why, when I was overtaken by juniors, all I could do was train.

The way it works is very similar to the young man in front of you.

I had no choice but to train.

Because that's why I've been here so far.

I don't know why it suddenly stopped going well.

No one will tell me.

Nobody notices the pain because they are active as the Wu no Tai Knife.

Because the exterior is good and bright, I don't notice that depressing feeling.

I don't have bad sexual roots. A man who can help a strange girl in return without looking beyond.

So, so? So what?

That kindness is not linked to the strength of the mind.

Everyone thinks so. He doesn't do anything wrong. Don't look over there straight (...) or (...) you won't do anything wrong.

That's what people do when they run against each other.

You should say that it was thanks to the power of the motorcycle that we met.

Even if you saw a force that wasn't a scratch.

Tell me if Izna Sicienzan didn't take the hand.

I'm sure that would be a lie.

"--This is an advance."

I see.

Fouta nodded lightly.

And stand by. Give me that fist. Just my fist.

"I don't mind. I don't care what you do. I will do everything in my power to defeat me, and I will not deny you anything."

Hmm...

I got a shoulder watermark, no.

Izna's heart was set on fire, affirmed as it is.

Whatever. Call me.

"Hah...."

Exhale. And hold the hammer axe.

"I told you.... look at my power!!!

Izna rushes in like a jump.

"--I 'll keep my temper down, Futa. It's a tag match."

Ah.

Pyung, the prime disappears from behind the lid.

But it wasn't in Izna's sight as early as possible.

The target is Huta, and a hammer-axe blow is fired so as to crack the sky.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!!

The fastest way to shake the earth is to shake it down.

Motsuke's Magic Strength strengthens Izuna's strength to the limit.

It can't be avoided.

When avoided, it is not intact.

Yes, I was thinking.

Mimic: Izna Sicienzan-Black Eagle Karate: Spiral Strike

"Hmm!?

A fist wrapped around the wind scratched Izna's face in a hurry.

"Brr...."

"Not yet."

Mimic: Izna Sicienzan-Black Eagle Karate: Spiral Strike

Followed by the right fist, left.

The hammer-axe pattern prevents the blow - Izna is blown away.

"Guuuu!!

Rub the ground on the back of your shoes in a slippery fashion, and the stationary izna looks at the foot.

"Not yet!!

Shake the hammer axe.

It does not hit the lid.

Izna shook up her fist to match the fist she shook.

However, I was kicked off by a phrase that I met with at each other's angles.

Why?

The distanced lizard hung his hammer axe off.

Jump of the Fountain. Push and hold the razor blade in the middle and jump it up. That kind of strength is just a standard for Izna. If you can't do that, you can't be a hammer axe player.

However, he kicked the hammer-axe pattern, and Huta slipped into her pocket even after stepping back.

Fast. How fast?

Even though my current self is on the brink of strengthening.

"Oooooooooooo!!!

Hold it with your fist. I can avoid it. I've been watching.

I mean, no matter how you look at it now, it's faster than you.

"Why?"

I accidentally mouthed it.

The gap of that moment took its toll.

A swinging fist had to blow up every Izna who covered her abdomen with her arms.

Why is that?

Why are you faster than yourself?

"You have the power."

It shouldn't have.

When asked by Izna, who opened her eyes, Huta told her.

But I'm counting on you.

"... what?

I didn't know what it meant.

I can't understand what Huta is saying when he holds his fist.

"It's on me, what?"

"If your body is being strengthened, you just have to (...) move to suit you"

"Such imitation!!!!

Can you do it!!!!

Move fast. Wear strongly. The benefits of physical strengthening are mainly there.

But after all, it's "body" strengthening.

That brain, that technology has nothing to do with it.

The motion of the lid, which continued to avoid the hammer axe being shaken, was so quick that it was suspicious that it was being reinforced.

"That's what I'm supposed to get!!!

Blackhawk Karate: Spiral Strike

He shook his pride fist at Huta, who was scratching his hammer axe.

However, the fist of Futa was held together, and his eyes hit Izna.

"For example, if this was your prerequisite for gaining power."

Mimic: Izna Sicienzan-Black Eagle Karate: Spiral Strike

The fist meets the fist, the air wall cracks, and the storm spreads around like a ripple.

"When you try, everybody does."

"Nh!!!"

The power of the fist and the fist are mutually reinforcing.

If they hit each other, the rest of their hands would be hammeraxes or fists.

It is obvious which is faster.

Mimic: Izna Sicienzan-Black Eagle Karate: Spiral Strike

"Gu, fu...!!

With a heavy blow to her stomach, Izna blows away.

Izna fell on her feet and still stood up.

"Damn it... damn it"

I didn't have to tell you, but I knew.

No, I was worried about it.

At the time I told myself it was an advance, I already knew.

"Shit! Oooh!!

I can't admit it, but even if you complain about the calm part of your deceased self.

Still, I can't give up because the apex is right in front of me.

The swinging hammer axe also cut through the sky and was blown away by the fouter.

Repeat that.

I can't help it. I have no hands or feet.

"Why?"

Different and resurrecting memories.

I told myself that I was strong.

I kept saying to myself that I was not stupid.

The best we can do for the battle has yet to be released.

It was good luck that I met Fouta here.

That's why I've traveled so far.

Training was repeated. Same as when I was in Colosseum.

But... even though it is.

Izna was blown away by a blow.

"So... what am I supposed to do?"

Stagger and still hold the hammer axe.

The era of Colosseum, which has been pushed through by force. I could not cross the wall, whether I continued my training or not.

So what do we do now?

I can't stand in Colosseum with a dim will enough to give up and live a life afterwards.

I don't want to end up here. The rest of my life is sparse, with more back to chase.

Dialogue like throwing up was never directed at Futa.

The man standing right in front of me has a winning rate of 0%. I understand.

There's nothing I can do about it. I can't even think of a strategy to break down.

What should I do if I can't count on the power I have in my hands?

"I don't know."

But the murmur had an answer.

"I didn't know. I don't know what to do. So I was banished."

――

"But now I can live like this. Don't even give up your dreams."

"Why..."

"I couldn't do it alone."

Loosening and shaking her neck, Futa's eyes were as cold as ever.

And, unlike that time, he was staring straight at Izna.

"I can feel your training. Maybe I know how you feel. I wanted to trust something. Because I was weak."

I wanted to scream, "Stop."

I can't believe you're weak. I don't want to hear it the most, I don't want to be pushed the most.

That day, my consciousness was distant and I saw my back inside.

The backs of those who overtake themselves.

They must have talked on their backs. Stronger than you.

I can't forgive that. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do.

The only goal was to beat the champion somehow.

He was desperate to prove his strength with hammeraxes and martial arts.

"What to do now is fine. I have someone to guide me, someone to support me. Also, some people are annoying but reliable. And many more. Thanks to these people, you may be able to reach your dreams."

So...

"First things first. Let's find someone who can talk about everything."

――

Someone who can talk about everything.

Everything about me. I'm sure that's the last thing I want to be touched by - my own weakness.

He exhaled.

"... thrill!

Motsuke turned to shout, bound by Prim.

"--Stop that force."

"On the orders of the Master."

I wonder if that's okay, but the master Izna's orders are absolute.

I feel the power relaxing from Izuna in front of Futa.

Gripping the open fist again, Izna sighed.

I don't think I can beat Futa with this. But...

"Hey, Futa."

"... are you sure?

Ah.

Fouta and Izna collide.

Hammeraxe and martial arts. Fist by Fouta's imitation.

After being beaten again and again, Izna challenged Futa with a roar.

I was just staring at the sight.

― ― Izna always said so.

I'm strong. I'm not stupid. "

I can't understand the current scenery when I've been told that and continued my journey.

"Why dare you disadvantage yourself?"

I'm not stupid, I'm not weak. Why is that guy doing this unilaterally?

Well then, I'll tell you.

"... Prim"

Looking up, the girl staring at the fight as well.

"This is the sword."

"... this is the sword?

A variety of scenes are reflected in red jewel-like eyes. This is the sword.

"The sword and sword collide. The feeling of wanting to exceed the other party. And then, the blade that came out."

That is, the battle of will and will.

There is no interference with the power of others.

"Ha ha ha. I see, is this the fighting sword?"

"Mr. Wind, are you okay to stand up?

"Hey, I'm feeling better."

Lined up next to Motsuke, Wind said.

"I was watching the whole thing. I can see that. After all, there must have been some impossibility."

Can't you?

Wind nods to ask Prim.

Proof of this is that you didn't use your power against Primes from the beginning.

I don't really want to use it. He said that because he thought he was cowardly of the power he borrowed.

The man in front of me who didn't mind pretending to win couldn't even afford it.

But after all, Izna Sicienzan is a gladiator.

I can't help it. I'm a gladiator.

There is nothing more to want than to be a just winner and cheer.

Izna murmurs to herself from time to time.

I'm sure that's what you think.

Big, Izna blew up.

"Master!!!

The screaming moths rush.

Izna, who had been knocked on the ground over and over again, couldn't stand up anymore.

There is no doubt in the judgment of the motivation.

Fading, in your consciousness.

Unlike that day, you can look at us forever.

And then...

"I'm sorry, Motsuke."

"Master...."

Izna laughed at her worriedly, without any help.

I'm weak.

- Right there.

The carriage arrives.