The Branded Female Fencer

"Begin!"

With the signal of the referee, Bergay rolls out a preemptive positive fist thrust in an instant. Until now, Bergay had fought in such a way as to teach him somewhere while being attacked by his opponent. It was also a task to confirm one's own power, and in view of the difference in power with the other, it was just a battle that ended in an instant, but really because if we ended it in an instant, we wouldn't have anything to gain from each other.

This is not killing each other. Bergay was aware that it would take some time to fully demonstrate each other's power. That's why I've never taken the lead, and I've never put a kill in my fist. This tournament, for the first time, I set it up myself, and I really put it in.

That's what Seite said. I looked at Bergay as Seite ascertained how his belly felt.

"If you'd been in there properly, you'd have died of a gut rupture, wouldn't you?

"You can still hit it with your hand-minded fists? But the real fist was avoided."

It even hit Seite's body surface. From there Seite avoided Bergay's fist. It was a terrible reflex nerve and skin sensation.

"(With all this feeling, if you learn, you'll be able to hit it all you want later, and if you focus on avoiding it, you'll be able to pass intact through the army. With training, it will probably beat Gora, the 'fist saint' of the Five Wise Men as well.

But I'm stronger now!

Bergay releases his temper. Right hand up, left hand down. Feet lightly opens about shoulder-width apart and raises the heel of your left leg. It is a small structure for a large, muscular Bergay, but Seite's hair muscles turned upside down when he saw the structure. Seite also raised his fist and took a firm stand.

"Seite set it up, didn't he?

"You've never seen it before."

As the beasts know, Seite's structure is always natural. Sometimes it looks like I put my fist up gently, but I've never made anything like a mold. The movements and fists are quick and clever, but if combined, they can be restrained. It was such an assessment among the troops of the Beasts, far from the mighty.

But right now, Seite is the only beast man in the Jaeger who has won until Game 5. The beasts discussed it.

"Is Seite strong?

"No, me and my score is about five minutes."

"I'm winning."

"I'm just a little overbeat."

"I mean, aren't you and almost anyone else mutually?

The beasts roar.

"You mean you're not good at it."

"On the contrary, it's five minutes for both of us."

"It's compatible with weird weapons, and it's clever."

"You and the squadron leader do each other, don't you?

"But before this, you lost to Hira's crew, too?

"I don't know anymore."

More beasts roared, but Yao has a slightly different impression. Seite always comes in from the grasp when he's in a pair. Unlike the beasts who want to take the lead, look closely at these hands.

At first I thought it was just passive, but for that, I'm watching this hand carefully. When observed, sometimes Yao also feels chilly. And one in three would be taken, but given that even Near would only take one in ten, the score against Seite was a startling figure.

"(That too, what happens if Seite is serious, huh...)"

Around the hunch working that if Seite was serious, it wouldn't be weird to be taken more than five minutes, Yao was also failing to measure Seite's strength again.

And in front of those beasts, Bergay took the lead.

"Fast, as the wind -" Instant Step ""

The large Bergay body disappeared all the time. And when he shows up behind Seite, he now releases an unstoppable blow to his eyes. Hit it and disappear, show up and release it. As that series of motions continued, it seemed as if multiple Bergays were rarely hitting Seite from all directions.

Continued