"Well, let me go first. I need your help if I'm in danger."
That said, the least combative toon of the three came forward.
Run, who wanted to fight first, is slightly screwed up in the nose, but he was sending it off in a disgruntled but silent manner.
A man who lived four thousand years, challenging one nation.
I challenge him. The recklessness makes me frightened myself.
After all, I wondered if I could beat him even longer than the respected mountain waters.
"Whatever the technique, whatever the method of training, it should naturally be stronger if it has been going without a thousand or five hundred years. Didn't I? '
Whether you can win or not, you can't give up fighting. That was fake sincerity.
If you've really lived four thousand and five hundred years and never lacked a workout, you'd be as strong as you deserve.
I've become stronger through my training. If so, he will surely be stronger that long and not old.
'That being said, I'm sorry I seem to deny the earlier example, but then there's both the magic and the hedgehog. At least Non has been worried so much. Assuming those who live longer than Nan show up and fight, they're not going to be ready to lose. Isn't that just a comparison of patience? If you can only beat something younger than yourself, it's still far from surgical logic'
Yeah, but that's intoxicating. At least what Suibok says, Thoon believes.
Longer training wins, so you don't even have to fight. If that is indeed the only decision to make, it is just a comparison of patience.
I don't want to risk my life to compare patience, I don't want to compete for patience.
"Um, Non thinks he raised his disciple in public, as a swordsman as a immortal. If so, he wants the disciple of Non to try to raise a human swordsman '
'So, please, even from Non. Please take over the sword of Non's disciple and tell him next. That's what I call a living sword.'
I'm proud of myself. I have the pride of being relied upon in that mountain water.
Even though that was a sign of feeling and immaturity, I was still very happy. My heart is not false.
Therefore, Thoon moves forward. Just a master of shadow descent, just a master of swords, just a representative of the 'disciples' of mountain waters, he moves on.
"I have no grudges against you, but this is also on the brink of death. Let me slay you."
"... apparently, the best of the three. Is it good?"
"Kuku..."
It's kind of frightening. I see, I seem to be seen much higher.
On top of that, I understand one thing. He is very different from mountain water and swimbok.
"Unfortunately, I am the weakest on this occasion. Your eyes seem cloudy if you can't spot them."
Place the one-handed sword brought in from your hometown in the middle.
On top of that, I was remembering Kaoru, who had received it in the past like a running lantern.
'... first, the moves of separation. If this is available, the operating method is narrowed down into two parts. In other words, is it surrounded and slashed at the same time, or is it a push from restraint to special by attacking with a time difference? It will always be one of them'
'Your identities were not all slashed at the same time, but clustered together every few of them. I mean, it's something that limits and directs the escape route, you can guess. And I predicted the end of that lure after watching the movement of the separation, and threw my sword toward where it was slashed. Your massive identities have hidden my movements.'
'No, I had prior information. You fought a nobleman named Nuri. They all suffered a lot of wounds. That was either cutting everyone to their opponents… spreading widespread slaughter like doing with the magic of the wind. But you were definitely measuring your time. Then at least we stepped on no random ranged attacks.'
"Plus, even if you slash and tie everyone to your opponent, you can't be unharmed if you're chambering a large number against them. I said," I didn't even seem to be consolidating myself with magic or anything. "That makes no sense to carefully measure the intermission. If you can travel fast, you don't have to chamberlain. Then it will be natural for you to think that your slaughter has increased or that you yourself have increased. '
'Yeah, I know how to travel fast myself, so it was easy to imagine around there. So I was quite concerned, too, and I thought I'd rule without using' magic 'as much as possible'
When he defeated himself, the mountain waters were logically nursing the art logic of shadow descent.
I've thought since then that he was a swordsman who could very logically spot his opponent's weakness and explain it without hiding it.
Now, once again, Toon analyzes the person in front of him.
"... ho"
"I'm not that big of a guy"
First, it is bleeding from the attack of the Solemn Qing Squad. He wasn't wearing protective gear, and it didn't seem like he was hiding it in his clothes.
It is to the extent that it is fought and attacked by a Solemn Qing Squad where magic can be used and still suffers a hand injury, which also does not leave a noticeable trauma.
If so, it can be inferred that he has a defense that does not rely on protective equipment just like magic, or that he has the ability to restore flesh just like a mad warrior, or both.
"Hehe."
Yeah, that's all I can do anymore.
On second thought, there was no way I could win anything that manipulated magic that boasted the best offensive power I could ever know but shadow it down, such as an opponent who could only cause a hand injury.
Still, still, still.
"Let's get started then! My name is Thoon! It's just one swordsman thon!
I have no chance of winning, so I'm here running away. I wasn't going to run any further.
Brushed shadow down, releasing his own identity.
"Funeral dance!
Releasing while measuring an intermission is a discarding division that allows you to line up vertically and go straight so as not to interfere with your vision.
Before that, Fukai and I were trying to observe how it worked.
"You're a real person."
It doesn't look like anything, cut off normally with the vajra I have in my hand. That velocity was clearly beyond human limits.
Fuukei has repeated all the time a wave that would break the human body and annihilate his body in one blow.
Speaking of what that means, it's nothing more than self-enhancement, just like crazy warriors.
Yeah, I couldn't stop laughing when I thought I wasn't the one to win at all, no matter how.
"Narrow circle dance!
Yes, but the fact is, he's wounded by the Solemn Qing Squad against him.
At least, is it hard or is the wound healing fast, or both? I just want to be sure with my own sword.
The ten branches released by Thoon surround Fuukei by a circle formation. And he tries to stab you to death by throwing himself away as he is.
Fuukei had escaped the attack, which was extremely simple but deadly.
"Are we done?
A faithful reproduction of the long-lasting thon, he flies over gently. Fuukei swinging it down on the upper level as it is.
Imagine the weight of that blow and the chill runs thong, but naturally it's not going to kill me or anything.
"No, no, no way"
Though it was manipulative, Thoon avoids it by jumping in and turning forward and lowering his posture while moving.
Fortunately, the earth that Masakazo cultivated also had some hardness in the boulder, and his body was never buried in the extreme.
They attack as they leap forward. That was a means for the users of divine descent to do well, which is why avoidance was only easy.
"... ho"
"Your skill is certain, too, to see the big swing earlier. He manipulates the Heavenly Spear Vajra brilliantly. But to see its physical abilities...... not so extreme"
A well-positioned toon once again evaluates the opponent.
Sure, fast is fast, but at least not as fast as a run.
Naturally, it is true that immortality is a technique that can be applied extensively, but it is nevertheless a human skill.
Just as the strength of mountain water does not depend on the magnitude of energy or physical ability, it is only natural that even if Fuukei had drilled for a long time, it would not be as good as Run, a genius in genius.
"Though you are strong... at least you don't seem to shudder off with outrage, like a 'scratchy fool'"
"Good turning tongue, good eyes"
As always, the opponent is pale.
Neither that my attacks were avoided nor treated somewhat lightly seemed to me to be a problem.
And I showed some omens.
At least, all those on board Noah saw it.
Fuukei, who was upright and immobile, had slightly bent his knee and changed his posture.
Very focused, doing such preliminary motion.
"So how about this?
Shortly afterwards, Fuukei's appearance had suddenly disappeared from Thoon's sight.
Everyone on the spot knows what that means.
"Dance of disobedience!
Everyone but Toon saw that Fuukei, who moved by shrinkage, appeared behind Toon.
To him as he hoisted Vajra behind it and tried to swing it down as it was, Toon was flying forward without turning around, releasing a split that thrust him and a split that hit him.
Despite the fact that the adult man hit his body with all his weight, Fuukei continues the attack intact without changing one complexion and without breaking his posture at all.
A spear blow cut into the diagonal ends empty-handedly by Thoon, however, thrusting himself into a split.
"... well, you know shrinkage. Naturally."
"No, this is the first time I've seen the shrinkage of 'Now'"
Obviously, I was in shape.
There was definitely a preliminary motion to shrink.
It wasn't in the shrinkage that the mountain water would have taken over from Swivok, there was a prior preparation that Swivok lost by sublimating it.
"I see now is the original shrinkage"
Again, respect boils down.
I was experiencing with my own life how much what Suibok eliminated to the extreme meant in battle as a fact.
If that was the shrinkage of mountain water now, I wouldn't have been able to say it was done intact.
"It was ugly to fly or jump, but they let me put a blow in it for now. After all, you seem stiff. Plus, heavy."
Naturally, he also has a sword in his body that was struck by the dance of disobedience.
There is no point in that person clashing without daring to use his sword. He stabbed a one-handed sword into his abdomen as he hit him from his shoulder.
An extremely simple and untrained attack that is usually fatal. Take that, he didn't move at all. It wasn't that it didn't move, it wasn't that it was microscopic.
"Heavy duty, is that what it is? You were weighing yourself down to increase the power of the attack."
"Hmm... it doesn't seem like a mistake to draw on the flow of Swivo"
Not at all, the room doesn't collapse.
He's not in a panic, even though he's had a preemptive strike on his opponent who won't be alive for a hundred years, having spent an eternally equal amount of time building up his workout.
That's what I was just saying, nothing strange.
That was creepy in the faces watching the game from inside Noah, but it was a burning attitude as to what would be a loss for the 'three'.
"Hard, if you will, hard work. Fast, and if you come, instant kung fu. If you're going to use your powers, you're going to do great work. It was difficult for me to demonstrate all of them... '
Nothing else, Eckezaks, who was Swivok's partner, was reading their opponent's information from his current standing around.
Sure, I was looking at the original shrinkage she knew. The same gate of Swibbock, it seems true. He was quite a man of strength, similar to Suibok before he set himself apart.
'I'll tell you what, he's probably eating carrot fruit! Don't be alarmed if you drop your neck, it will be restored and resuscitated, whether it's damaged or burned down!
"How impotent..."
To Eckezax's thankful words, Thoon shuts up.
Again, I think about the person in front of me, or how I was once a monster.
It has solid spear moves, a hard, fast and heavy body, moves in an instant, and besides resuscitation abilities.
Such an opponent had Eckezacks. Well, come on. You must be strong.
"No problem, we just have to keep killing till we die"
Shake your silver hair and move on as the run laughs invincibly.
Yes, they're not as good as mountain water. I had seen at least a series of movements, and I could see out that that body surgery skill wasn't that good.
"Mr. Thoon, I'll get my hands on you too from here. I need backup."
"... oh, let's just say I leave it to my trusty brother-in-law"
Training up to today was not in vain.
Neither training in the motherland nor training received from mountain waters in this country is in vain.
At least, I can fight monsters who have spent a long time drilling.
It is counted not as a clump of feet, but as a definite force of war.
Thoon was at a great distance, chewing on that fact.
"All three, don't be alarmed! If he thinks Sansui's deterioration is more than just a true Swimbok gateway, he's going to kill you! He hasn't used Vajra's functionality or any decent fairy art yet!
Eckezaks, a hundred wars smell, warns.
Yes, as Rikyo was wary, the opponent in front of him is not moving.
Neither does it seem as if the opponent, who avoided his moves and moves by chance but by necessity, is in a hurry to enter the war between two men who have said they are stronger than he is.
"More than there are dark clouds in heaven, this is no longer his private arena! Don't think I'll spare you, even though my destiny is swimming! Rain, wind and thunder, as long as there's Vajra, think you can use it all you want!
Eckezaks knows Swivok two thousand and five hundred years ago.
I know Suibok, who already had the finished strength, who would not be as different as the time when Fuukei would know.
I don't know how to put it, but I didn't think Fuukei could win for sure by fighting Suibok, two thousand and five hundred years ago.
But this guy's got to have it. The arithmetic is that you can definitely beat Swivok, who would have been stronger than that time.
"This man is here after he's ready to kill that swimbok!