Do not engage in melee warfare against opponents who beat each other with physical skill.
It's not a precise one-point focused attack, it doesn't leave a avoidable place with a face-control move.
As for direction, you were very right. A chunk of air falling directly from the top. It leaves no gap for humans to do it over.
Swivok, who did not have the skill to escape the attack, no, did not escape, was open to the attack.
"Awesome..."
It was the man who originally belonged to the close guard, who was getting in Noah so crushed.
In Arcana and Domino, magic is generally widespread. Naturally, the magic of manipulating the wind existed, as did attacks caused by the pressure of the wind.
But standards are literally different. The wind is fast but light. Even if we can push humans to fly, we can't crush them.
Well, it can't be human moves, such as having enough power to deform the surface.
Unlike mountain water fairy art, which is specialized in combat, the original fairy art is the art of manipulating natural phenomena. Everyone was experiencing what that meant.
"Use Vajra so far...!
Rikkyo, who was also a user of Vajra, understands again.
Why did the weathermanipulating immortal seek Vajra? Both Vajra and Immortal were inherently unsuitable for fighting against individuals because of the massive technique of manipulating the weather.
But the combination of the two gives it an improbable immediacy. At least, Ryukyo, an amateur, suspected that the attack was inevitable now.
"Why don't you control the tip with shrinkage?!
Festival My question was a natural idea for Bathrub and Sopede humans.
Certainly the attack itself was inevitable, but the beginning of the attack was visible. If it were mountain waters, not swimbok, they would have jammed the attack faster than their opponents would have dropped air.
Unlike the shrinkage of Fuukei, the shrinkage of Suibok, which was taken over by the mountain water, does not present any preliminary operation. It is transforming the shrinkage that moves in an instant into an even more inevitable fast-track.
I couldn't think of a reason why I wouldn't do it.
"That's... you're probably trying to take it"
Just like Suibok, the palette felt sorry for Fuukei.
The clash between the two, which is too pathetic, is a tragedy for her too.
That's why I felt I had to take it.
"Whatever it used to be, Master Swibbock is very mature now. I guess I can't keep interfering with Master Fuukei's behavior while pleading guilty to my crimes."
If you want to do it, you can seal it off without doing anything. And that has already been demonstrated.
But whether deducting Fuukei from being immortal or hosting an inexhaustible sense of immortality, I guess that's psychologically difficult.
So I dare to allow Fuukei to attack. I guess you're letting Fuukei attack you and deal with that. That's what she was feeling.
Of course, I understand both Suibok and Pallet when such care is more oiled by the flames of Fuukei's anger.
"... perhaps Suibok escaped by diving into the ground."
Eckezacks explains that.
Understandably, the more I get explained. Certainly seemed like a fairy talent could do it.
"Immortality has a technique of diving into the earth like diving into water. Naturally, you can't travel fast, but once you dive, you can use everything on the earth as a defensive wall. When this happens, even fairy art is hard to pull out. It's only antagonistic."
"Then it should be even more convoluted from here."
To Eckezax's words, Dinesleif adds.
Yes, they are both immortals and immortals. We should know what we can do to each other.
At least Fuukei has been prepared to defeat Suibok. The development of diving into the ground and dodging against wind pressure attacks from above to the surface was assumed and natural.
"Yes, I thought I would avoid that!
In response to that word, Fuukei continues his surgery.
The opponent dived to the ground, I see. It's hard to handle.
But that's a normal Immortal story. It doesn't fall into the category of Fukai right now.
He dominates the earth around him by its inexhaustible immortality.
That means that we can supplement the position of Suibok lurking in the earth, as well as floating the earth around it.
"What do you say, you can't run anymore!
Suibok's lurking earth, lifting only its surroundings up.
That was, in other words, an act of suppressing Swivok's pillow of movement. No matter how much genius I am, I must first get out of the isolated earth to act from here.
This meant that Fuukei could win if we didn't get him out of the dull earth.
"Landscape Stream Immortal Heaven and Earth Law Unstoppable,“ Pangu (Banko) "Heaven and Earth Chaos!
Vajra and Immortal Art cause a stiff breeze to grind the earth.
Its windy cages, which make any dull surface smaller at high speeds, leave no gap for humans to escape.
That meant that Suibok, who lost his escape not far away, would feed on the wind.
"No more running away! I won't let you slap me for nothing! I'm gonna cut you off like this!
Fuukei was, indeed, feeling signs of Swivok.
In the dull earth, there is Suibok. The person is in the dirt, not in disguise.
If we keep this up, we can kill for sure. The must-win mould that Fuukei created over the course of three thousand years was truly trying to kill Suibok.
"More than hard work?! But once you catch it in the wind, I'll cut you to death! Even if I extend my life with the art of ginseng fruit, I'll crush you to the point where I can't catch up!
Suibok's strength, its backbone was in his combat sense. At least, it's been that way for over 3,000 years.
Swibbock needs to be attacked first. That was uninterrupted difficulty and distress. If only that were possible, I could kill him, Fuukei stood on that border.
To get to the present state, Fuukei had spent three thousand years.
"Come on, what do we do! What are you gonna do, Swimbok?
You can win this, you can kill this, that's it.
I am trying to achieve the feat that I have been aiming for a long, long, long time.
So light, I went into a form where I could kill Suibok, who I should have hated.
Funny, there's no way I can kill this easily.
I think I can kill this, and despite all my desperate training, my heart goes off that I can't die so lightly.
"Come on, what do we do, what do we do!
Fuukei's expression was riddled with fear of what if this move, which he had drilled for many years, was broken, rather than a grin convinced of victory.
"If you go into this shape, you have no way to live!
However, it was wrapped in a tornado, but a lump of dirt. Fuukei maintained that 'shape' as he fought the imaginary Suibok.
"Fuukei......"
In the earth was darkness. The earth was so clueless that the sun that appeared under the dark clouds could not reach it.
Swivok, who sinks in it, was soaked so uncomfortably with the roar reaching his ears.
"I'm sorry... I'm really, really sorry..."
He was on the outside, and as Fuukei sensed me in the earth, even when I was in the earth, he felt Fuukei.
Where are you and what are you doing? I was feeling it all.
"It's my... my sin that has transformed you so much"
Particularly sad is the spirit of Fuukei. Completely ill, unable to move due to self-contradiction.
I'm obsessed with killing Swivok, even though it was supposed to be meant to discourage Swivok. I was eliminating the reason why I wouldn't do it from my brain.
"Oh... oh..."
He pretended he was seeing but not seeing, he pretended he was hearing but not hearing, he pretended he was noticing but he wasn't noticing.
"How immature, I..."
Swivok uses immortality while letting seeping tears suck into the soil.
In itself, it was a non-deflective technique. It was such a trivial technique to consolidate the soil and turn it into stone.
"Ha! Now you're stone dungeons! It's late, it's late! Can you make a rock big enough to protect yourself from this storm with that technique now! You'll never make it!
The words that Suibok crushed do not reach Fuukei, blocked by the fierce wind. However, Fuukei, concentrated inside the soil, felt that in the shredding soil, a number of stones could be made.
I see, it takes more time to sharpen the stones than the soil. But that only extends life.
Immortality is not the art of producing possession from scratch. Even if we can turn the soil that is already there into stone, we cannot suddenly produce iron or the like, nor can we increase the soil mass internally.
Whether you could shrink the dirt and turn it into stone, or protect yourself with it, it only extended your life for a few seconds.
"Admit it, you can't breathe without seeing the sun as it is!
Fuukei was about to forget. I was trying to assume that this result was my strength. I mean, I was trying not to think about what Suibok said earlier that I could give him my neck.
Because that's nothing more than denying your training.
"He thinks you can kill him."
I'm not having a conversation. But Suibok in the dirt was feeling Fuukei.
I was wondering what he was thinking.
"But I'm not going to 'show' you when they kill you..."
I was disciplined.
I decided to fight, but I wasn't going to let him kill me.
If so, it should have been 'slashed and done' in the earlier offense.
No matter how unintentional that turned out for Fuukei, he was going to do his best to fight.
And for Swivok today, this situation is neither shard nor predicament.
This situation is in form. There is inevitability and intent in form.
No matter how this technique is carried out by divine treasures or by immortal qi outside common sense, it does not end up using the power of nature.
I see, Fuukei has spent three thousand years killing Suibok. As a Immortal, I've been thinking about how to kill a Immortal.
I lose my mind in that obsession, and I think I'm different.
On the other hand, Suibok also has a deep understanding of immortality. Never thought about how to attack a Immortal, but I kept thinking about how to kill a person in Immortal Art.
Some of them naturally use these techniques.
"My friend, you have something missing. That's..."
Swivok had made a number of stones in the earth mass.
But it was not created in the palm of his hand, but in a place away from himself, on the outside of the earth mass.
It wasn't to defend itself, it was to prepare for the attack.
"There are too many, I can't say enough in one word"
In the dirt, release the momentum.
Naturally, vibrations of momentum are transmitted even in the soil. The transmission was higher than in the air.
The waves that push out spread at high speeds. It goes bare through the soil. It also reaches the stone, naturally.
And the stones, slower than the soil to be shredded, were firing like bullets.
"Fuukei, you may have heaven in your hands... but you were the one who taught me that it was disgraceful..."
Excavation by operating the atmosphere. That means we're using wind walls aggressively.
Magic or fairy art, defensive walls by the wind exist. Neither, as a general rule, is taking an attack.
No matter how strong the wind manipulates, it doesn't mean taking the opponent's attack head-on. It is only to weaken or divert the opponent's attack.
Sometimes arrows don't fly far or aim in strong winds. But it doesn't stop suddenly in the air, and it doesn't mean it's going the other way.
"It's a misery!
Fuukei was watching the stone bullet released as he broke through the cage of the fierce wind.
After watching, I ignored it. Indeed, the stone bullet broke through the wind that seemed inescapable.
Both Fuukei and Suibok can observe each other's positions. It would be possible to set a goal.
But the wind scraping around the dirt mass was altering the orbit of the stone fired. It never flies in the direction it was prescribed.
"... crap?!
"You're the one who's suffering, you're also trying to confuse... you"
If it is not a wind created by magic, but by vajra or fairy art, then it is a natural wind. That was a breeze that was easy to read for Swivok, the immortal. That's enough to read how it works, even from inside the soil.
"It was easy to think which direction and at what speed it would hit you because it would attack me for a long time"
There was a stone crashing against the side of Fuukei, about half of the human head.
That was a completely unexpected blow. For example, if you shot a few times and corrected the orbit, you might have felt a sense of crisis that you might be hit. We might have thought that if we fired in large quantities, we would have hit one.
But I had no idea that all the bullets of stone released in all directions would hit the face, knees, abdomen, etc.
"Taking time is not always a good thing. Well, you were telling me."
Fuukei is immortal. But also frightened if attacked. If you use surgery, you're going to be interrupted.
The art of floating the earth continued, but the wind cage subsided due to the relationship that used Vajra.
Suibok, who was reading it, gently escapes from the bottom of the earth mass.
"He also taught me not to run into cheap thoughts, and he told me not to forget nature's observations"
I dare to fall loosely and defenselessly without hurrying down to the ground.
He was looking into pity as he spoke a language that was too late, too far away.
"When I got stuck and gave me a way, I remembered the bitterness from you. A thousand or five hundred years after I broke up with you, I finally realized how grateful you are. I've never forgotten about you in a thousand or five hundred years."
No longer will I say a word of gratitude that will only be ironic.
It's too late now, but I wanted to say thank you.
"I told my disciples a lot of your words. So I guess, my apprentice grew up to be a very honest immortal... I really appreciate you..."
"Swimbok...... Swimbok! Swimbok!"
Fuukei's distant consciousness slowly resurrects.
The injuries received were treated and Fuukei had already returned.
But my form of killing Swivok is broken.
It was resurrected without anything in particular. The moves that sandwiched the must-win special had been broken at first glance. It was foggy without any particular difficulty, without creating a sense of crisis.
"You... oh, that's the kind of guy I was!
"You're no different. It was the root part, very serious."
Fuukei was furious.
You're hitting hate, but only returning grief.
He's trying to kill me, but he keeps getting confused.
The moves that gave the name of God had been broken, however, by moves with the name of enlightenment.
"You are such a...!
Release a blade of wind that can't even hit me, toward Swivok as he descends at his leisure.
A blow of anger far from calm doesn't think you'll hit it by playing Fuukei.
I was going to look at how it would be avoided and deal with that next action.
Avoid up by the wind, accelerate down by heavy duty, or change your posture and stay on the spot.
Swivok had disappeared from Fuukei's sight trying to push him by it.
"Stupid...... you say shrinkage in the air?! Isn't that the art of concealment?!
We can't use boulders from the ground... but we can use shrinkage in the air.
"Yamahiko's technique...?! Show yourself!
Immortals are also human beings. I have a unique perception, the ability to feel signs, but I am basically biased towards my vision. If it was a battle, it would have been a battle.
In the first place, the Immortal has no goal of fighting, so the ability to feel signs is only to feel nature.
The fundamentals are the same for Fuukei. If you are feeling how intense the signs are, or if you are strongly aware of someone who is no longer visible to your eyes' should be there ', you can feel them even if they do not exist in your sight.
But if the person you were capturing in your sight suddenly disappears, it will also be difficult to detect signs.
Even when the mountain waters were fighting the runs, they are able to grasp the signs while distinguishing the faces they are watching, except because they mimic the frontiers reached by Swivok for the battle.
In other words, that is Swibok's stunning move and original. Suddenly it's not something Fuukei can do even if he wants to imitate it.
"No matter how powerful, you have to be right. You told me what time there was nothing better than right.
"You... don't want you! Whether I'm right or trying to make you right, I've broken everything, you don't say!
Humans, rather than monocular organisms, basically narrow their horizons when they try to look far away. The same is true when staring at certain objects, which makes it very difficult to see the whole thing.
Even when you have a conversation with someone, you may not be able to hear too many other sounds that focus on that conversation, or you may be less attentive if you don't make so much noise.
The same applies to the detection of signs, which can get really cluttered if you're excited during battle.
You lose sight of your opponent in the wide open, and if you try to detect a wide range, it's really hard to find.
"That's why I wanted to be you!
I know that, too. If Suibok gets serious and hides, finding it is extremely difficult.
That's why I'm on alert for approaching. Give up detection and prepare for the raid.
It was also a common humiliation three thousand years ago.
'I miss you, I used to make fun of you for catching a piss on me... No, I'm really sorry. Somehow, it seems I've been beautifying my memories with you for a long time... don't be bothered to apologize too much... >
I'm ashamed that all I can remember is pissing them off, trying to tell them old memories. Swivok.
By the art of Yamahiko, who speaks from afar, his position is as if he could not be grasped.
"I've been with you for a thousand years... for a thousand years, I was going to, but there's no way you can forgive me for that with a word or two of apology or one of my necks..."
"Shut up!"
"You seem to want to win over me... but you seem to want to fight and defeat everything you can... and I can't do that either. It's really annoying... >
……
Don't rush, you have to calm down.
Being flirted with like this is not what started just now.
This is how they used to tease me more than three thousand years ago.
……
I try to calm down, but I don't.
Whatever someone else is dealing with, Fuukei has been working out just to kill Suibok.
That's why, as Suibok said, Fuukei has a massive grudge against Suibok.
He could not calm down in this situation where he was being flirted with by Swivok, who had used that as a driving force for his training.
That's what makes a hateful apprentice's barbarity cross his brain.
Yes, I used to...
"No way?!
If Fuukei hadn't been 'focused' on looking for me at this time, he might have noticed.
The faces aboard Noah may have felt the flow of consciousness, paying attention to Swivok lurking over Fuukei's head.
He had a bright red face and a belly, he might have been uncomfortable with the signs of Doowe.
"I used to step on your head a lot."
When Fuukei looked up over his head, the sun created by Makzo was blocked by man's shadow.
"I honestly miss it and wanted to step on it, but I thought it was bad for boulders..."
Fuukei's face looking up into the sky was covered with opposing Swivok palms.
From a third party's point of view, it would only appear that Suibok over Fukai is making a one-handed upside down with a hand that hasn't grabbed the wooden knife.
"As a result, this has taken a rude form"
"Oh man..."
"Sorry."
Heavy duty.
I can't use mountain water. I can use it as a matter of course.
Fuukei, in an attitude he tried to look up with a big glance, is constantly activating heavy duty. In addition to its weight, Swibbock's weight occurs on his head when he switches from light to heavy work at once.
Weight on your head in a non-stomping position. Even though his neck remained connected, it meant that Fuukei's head fell to the ground.
"As punishment, I accept if you want to kill me as retaliation... but I cannot give you victory as a result of the battle"
The head I was grabbing was crushed.
The knee bends with the soles of his feet grounded, and Fuukei, in a falling position behind him, repairs the damage at high speed.
"You're stronger, but you're wrong. I can't beat the wrong strength."
Earlier than that restoration was over, Swivok, who let go of his hand from his collapsed face, floated lightly to get in shape, while finally getting off to the ground.
"You made a mistake. And I'm making a mistake. So... you can't win"