The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

One case settled on this first.

The work on the field was done and we needed to get to the report from now on.

In the city directly beneath Noah's woods, four wizards of the wind, guards of the shrine, are taking pallets.

In the meantime, the face of the occasion was to wait on the woods until Noah woke up or morning.

"Munya......"

Suibok, who was totally out of his mind, was returning to the appearance of a child.

It was the language of mountain waters that night is what sleeps, but that seems to be the same for the master.

"Why don't you put a 3,000-year-old avenger in your teeth... you monster"

Dinesleif's words were the proxy of everyone on the spot.

Like I said, I could kill anytime I wanted to. But that's just what Suibo said I was avoiding.

If you try it in person, you won't like it, but Swibbock proved that he can't beat anyone who's trained longer than himself.

"Well, that's not to say, it's Dinesleife. It's not like revenge has been discredited!

"That's right..."

"In the end, we know the extent to which those who are unwilling to live can accomplish it, that's all. In that sense, I guess Fuukei wasn't a true avenger!

The Holy Grail Elixir was comforting his colleagues.

Surely, from her presence for the Avenger, it would have been too brutal a consequence.

The object of vengeance has reached an enigmatic frontier and has been completed as a immortal and a samurai, offering his neck without having to use polished moves. Besides, if I tried to fight it, I wouldn't even have been opponent. There is also so much in an unacceptable ending.

"If Fuukei really wanted revenge and a one-handed victory, that's what he should have done once he pulled back and further refined. As Suibok said, Fuukei had lost much of his victory in concentrating on losing. My Lord would not hesitate to back down for a convincing vengeance!

Rikkyo, who overthrew the nation, was not a hundred battles and a hundred victories.

Just to insist, before checking success or failure in all parts of the Domino Empire, they were starting a revolt anyway.

No matter how much the people die and the National Army triumphs, they thought they could win with it if they eventually exceeded their processing power.

The end of it was the overthrow of the nation. But what would you have done if it hadn't worked? I must have chosen another way.

"I have weighed my training in vengeance more than my goal of achieving vengeance, but it is the end of the late. As a immortal or a samurai, there is no winning chance you were losing. No...... If Sword Sen is the ultimate frontier of Suibok, it will reach the same place if it is extreme! Well done. I've polished it up so far. I am so self-absorbed!

It weighed three thousand years of preparation more than a thousand years of resentment. That's what caused this upside down.

Even if the opponent was getting stronger, he admitted he was not strong enough to give him his neck. As Suibok says, I could have avoided this ending if only I had the courage.

Yes, if you don't even tie yourself to your heart.

"Elixir, I'll be brief, but that's very difficult. I know exactly how Mr. Fuukei feels."

The festival I fought so desperately until earlier, I no longer thought of Fuukei as a criminal or an evil man or an enemy.

That's what I thought was a respectable ancestor and my own predecessor.

He was not a convenient enemy to confirm his training. He wasn't a 'boss' who could knock him down and make him feel good, to boast about his strength.

"I used to challenge Mr. Mountain Water three times. I played a game in a public place and fought Mr. Yamamizu foolishly, thinking that he had been shamed even though he didn't use cowardly means."

Having eaten peaches enriches my strength and strength.

But the mood was sinking helplessly.

"Unlike Mr. Fuukei, I had no grudges against Mr. Yamashui. As embarrassed as I am to compare myself to Mr. Fuukei, I thought I was awesome in terms of a bit of ingenuity and effort. That still is. I... haven't grown a bit."

I admit I'm immature. I admit they are strong. Accept the results.

I know how hard it is.

Who can blame Fuukei for sticking to this moment now, without pulling back?

"If I had been done by an old Mr. Suibok a lot of angry things, even if it was one time or a day, I certainly wouldn't have allowed it. On the contrary, I think he had it in his roots that he no longer had anything to resent in particular"

Festival I became stronger. At least that's where everyone admits it.

Assuming that the mountain waters were on this occasion instead of the feast, could they have protected the runs and the toons? Of course, mountain waters would try to stand around on their own, but would they have protected it if they had fought alongside Blois?

In that sense, Festival I stood around almost perfectly.

Without being rigid about the contents of the prediction, I had responded even when I was forced into difficult circumstances to predict, which had led me to surpass Swivok a thousand and five hundred years ago.

It's just still weak. Or it was immature. Much remains to be improved.

"Including that point, where Lord Sansui and Lord Suibok have now arrived is probably the ideal place for what enhances them"

It was those who belonged to the Kingsguard who said so.

Shamed before the king, it was a stepping stone for mountain waters, those who were considered the best in this country.

"Kill if you need to, but not if you don't have to. Avoid it as much as you can, even if you have no choice but to be resented for more than fighting. Instead of exaggerating your power, behave humbly. including such a sacrificial technique, the tenth figure, I suppose."

Everyone in the Kingsguard hates mountain water. Of course I hate the sopeds that ordered it, but I can't help but make the mighty man named Mountain Water raise hatred.

I guess that's because I know mountain water behaves correctly beyond hatred, even though it means that mountain water is strong enough to hate it.

Because of the contradiction, we can't break it off.

"Even if we have to kill each other if we have a conflict of interest, if we don't, we fight to avoid hurting our opponents as much as possible. Leaves room for the other person to back off, to give up and be admitted. Prevent decisive cracking. In words, I know it's expensive again..."

If the mountain water had killed even one Solemn Qing or SS, it would not have had anything to do with it now.

The commander-in-chief decided to hide, but that only stemmed from defeat, not that he sustained injuries.

Pay the person you came to kill with all your might, to the point of stunning if you don't need to kill him. No matter who or how many there were, it would be accomplished without any failure.

I guess that's the ideal image that Swivok reached at the end of his misery.

"If so many men are strong enough to admit they are the strongest and send them away, they are our well-informed Sansui"

And it was impossible for those who had sinned in the past.

In that sense, I couldn't take it back.

"We must be lucky."

A number of forbidden hands that Suibok gave to his friends. I know it's awesome, but that was awesome because Suibok has already reached the tenth figure.

He also said that if you are confident in your strength as it is, you do not need any "Palm of Liberation", "Nanao Tenkai Blade", "Sword, No Until You Can Hand It Over", or "Question Sanya".

The opponent who needs to be killed can be killed without having to use special moves.

If your opponent is a single person, you can kill him normally without having to use an indefensible sword.

If you are confident in your moves, you can slash them slowly without having to make an inevitable fast attack.

If you want to talk to your opponent, you can talk to them normally, even without absolute defense or anything.

Of course, I think it would have taken a 'relief clap' to kill Fuukei, but that would be only a theory of results.

"Even cutting it off made sense. That's why Lord Suibok stands now at this height. And it was certainly an empathetic truth"

The strongest path, spoken of by the person.

Speaking of what that meant, it was a journey of desperate search and finding the answers that were supposed to be right there.

At least, from the standpoint of living in this age, it was the only conclusion I could conclude with respect.

"Fulfill, if Lord Suibok had compromised somewhere, if he had made a separation somewhere, I don't know if he would have become Lord Sansui, whom we know"

Suibok's failure is repeated by his disciple, Mountain Water.

That would certainly have been a nightmare. For anyone else.

"... everything, I guess it was necessary"

Eckezax looked pitifully at the man who had abandoned himself.

I was already the one who reconciled, but I was looking at him who became the more complicated one now that I knew everything about what had happened before I met myself and what had happened since I broke up with myself.

"I needed to learn all the fairy arts in my hometown in the sense that I couldn't go anywhere until I got everything I could learn in the land. The days of gaining and fighting me from it, as well as treading everything on the earth, were essential in order to overlap the experience caused by the battle in action. After that, the basement to let me go and immerse myself in training will finally be able to reach the present heights"

Firstly, firmly, conduct seating and training in the study hall.

Gain real-life experience after going out into the field and learn what kind of opponents there are in the world.

On top of that, we cage in the woods to self-drill for further heights.

I see that the necessary steps were followed exactly.

In that sense, it is not surprising at all that Suibok has gained his current strength.

"Fuukei... probably continued his training in earnest in his hometown until he reached his present frontier. In that sense, it was certainly no more annoying than Swivok, but there was a fatal shortage of experience in action. Even though I've hardly actually fought, I've set the ultimate goal for my training. I guess that's what it is when it comes to defeat."

Fuukei was self-repairing even when it was the carburized corpse until Suibok used his release palm.

If the goal is to get an inexhaustible source, it doesn't have to be that 'automatic', but I guess it was the least I could do to prepare Swivok to die instantly.

As Suibok praised, in the sense of the difficulty of mastering fairy arts, Fuukei's gained moves may have been much higher.

But it was a losing frontier based on the premise that, as Suibok pointed out, muddling in enduring warfare.

"Stupid, well blah blah..."

Masazo sees the sight of his crushed earth becoming even more unusual.

There, literally, there's not even an original form left. After the destruction without any more, it was overwritten with further destruction.

"It must have been too late. Fuukei is a lot stranger at the point where Mr. Suibok is strong enough to train until he's stronger than Mr. Suibok."

That is what the most powerful wizard who has already destroyed the village will say.

Hearing the words, the remaining Saint Knights were quietly nodding. Caputo hasn't done anything for no reason.

Sure, Swibbok did as evil as Fuukei thought, but Fuukei saw it in Fuukei.

For three thousand years before I caught up, I truncated that I had no choice but to do whatever Suibok did.

And in fact, Swibbock did whatever he wanted for a thousand and five hundred years.

Assuming that I was still rampant today, the atrocities of three thousand years are already irrevocable.

"Fuukei... I didn't want to stop Mr. Suibok, I wanted to beat Mr. Suibok. If I hadn't, no matter how badly they treated me, I'd have gone after Mr. Swibbock, who left my hometown. I should have kept telling you nearby how neglected I was. At least that's what I got from... people around me."

No matter how personable Suibok was now, the sins of the past will never go away.

Similarly, no matter how much Fuukei trained, the sins committed by Swivok in the meantime will never disappear. The lost items will not be returned.

"Suibok reflected and stuck in the woods. You're with me, and so is this guy. That's what I meant. Then Fuukei was even worse off for not reflecting until the end."

Fuukei, like Swibok, had only done what he wanted to do. That was the truth.

The wounded fool sighs of relief when he sees the clear night sky.

Again, thanks to the people of Caputo, who lean on the mighty beyond their power.