I haven't had an appetite in five hundred years, and I haven't had guts in five hundred years.
It's been five hundred years, so everything is delicious. That's right, I ate it thinking.
As I was eating, my gaze from Blois and Rain was hot.
"This is the real Sansui..."
"This is the real dad..."
Why does that happen? Did they both think I was a fake before?
The way it's grown now is nothing more than a temporary appearance by Kim Dan's technique.
Or now it is also a state of lust towards Blois, and the point is strangely expected.
He has been a virgin for five hundred years, a wizard rather than a immortal. Chicken first or egg first......
"I haven't slept with my body on fire in five hundred years."
"I suppose so, if you don't spit out the bite, you go to bed inside."
It was a place without too many good memories for me.
In the palace, the dueling ground. This is where I once fought the Kingsguards of this country.
You used to be in the audience, but now you don't either.
I was facing my master when the sun set.
I know what to do.
"Well, think about it"
That was the word I said earlier, but now it means a little different.
"Non and you never fought."
"Right."
Face each other in between, pulling out the wooden knife on your hips.
If you try it on me, it was both my first experience now and the master in front of me.
That's why I can say it makes sense. Otherwise, there's no point in fighting.
"Well, shall we?"
"Yes, thank you"
Confirm your current physical abilities. That was very necessary and needed to be done as soon as possible.
Or it also feels like my master is in a hurry with less.
Otherwise, yeah, it wouldn't line up a lot of tricks.
……
Still, it was a figured out story, but there's nothing I can do to get sick of fighting my master.
Anyway, they're my masters. Unlike anyone I've ever fought, no matter where or how I type, I don't feel like I can guess.
I guess this is what it feels like to be a master or someone who has fought me. That makes me feel a little sorry.
But, well, this was a game and an exam.
Make sure my flesh is fortified, it's necessary action. At this point, you don't have to worry about getting hit or being prevented.
In the meantime, wield and wave down the sword held by your right hand alone.
Typing in without jumping, just stepping in normally.
"Uhm."
"Oh."
The master was taking it like, "Oh, I knew it". I'm holding both ends of the wooden knife with my hands and getting my upper cut.
I admired it. My body is getting heavier, faster and stronger. As a result, the accuracy of the movement is diminishing. I'm not used to changing my shape. It needs to be adjusted.
"Phew..."
"No."
My master was using his power to stop my attack.
That means I took the blow I swung and shook down with more force than that.
In other words, my master needed to defend the attack with both hands.
My left hand is empty. He was releasing his palm bottom to his face as he stepped in.
"Mm."
"Ugh."
The Master must stop this with force.
Normally, I would respond by suppressing my arm before I hit the bottom of my palm, but that won't be my test.
So I take it with a wooden knife. The master protected his face with a wooden knife vertically.
My wooden knife has lost both kinetic and positional energy due to being taken. Blades make some sense, but they're each other's wooden knives, so it's impossible for my wooden knife to strike a deadly blow from here.
I'm not supposed to hit the bottom of my palm with a blade, but I don't hesitate to hit it with a wooden knife.
However, I felt strongly that my hands and feet were stretched and out of balance.
I stepped deeper than I thought, and my elbows didn't grow longer than I thought.
"Mmmm..."
"Would the stretching of your body have caused a lot of problems?
"Yes...... nevertheless, I can't read the intent. Why are you in such a hurry now?"
Pushed to the bottom of my palm, the master was somewhat distant. On top of that, it is rearranged again.
"I saw a saiga, a toon, a run that teaches you"
"Yes."
"You're very good at teaching."
Now the master punched in.
Grab a wooden knife with both hands, and punch it straight in from the upper section.
Hold both ends of the wooden knife and protect your head, just like your master, but that's not enough. If the Master's intrusion continues to be received in the most powerful of moments, there is a possibility that he will not be able to protect it.
So pack it up slightly in time to attenuate the power slightly.
Still, when I actually took it, it weighed. I mean, I also felt like this was the first time I'd ever taken an opponent's attack with force.
"The run is getting to beat you, and Thoon is getting closer to that level, and Saiga is losing him"
"The three of us are very talented."
Naturally, the master punches him in the face with both hands with a wooden knife in his hand.
When I let him do it, I stepped forward and let go of my right hand from the wooden knife and hit the palm bottom with his right hand.
Of course, the master was well spread aside and off track of my attack, but he could still push the master.
"Regardless, if you choose your hand, your win won't move. Whether it's their victory or not, they fought Baidu once."
"My master does not think that there is a difference in strength. Me, too."
"My frontier is infinite, I took it over to you... not enough. To them, you're not becoming infinite."
Stepped in at the same time, collided. There is no wooden sword for each other, but they are in the same position.
"It's a good thing. Evidence that they are approaching my frontier"
"naturally, that is the living sword, it can be said that it is"
Both hands are blocked from each other, and the time is extremely close.
This antagonistic state cannot be said to be too good. But when we were in this state, it was well conveyed through a sword where the movements of each other's forces were bumping into each other.
"Against my friend, Lan was viciously possessed but restrained himself, Thoon showed no shadow down moves, and Saiga even overwhelmed him. A thousand and five hundred years ago, I had Eckezax, and I was crossing that line with Fuukei."
"Were all three strong enough for the master to acknowledge"
"Oh... by contrast, you are... without dramatic enhancement"
Surprisingly, the master has pushed in with force. I've decided I can't go against that. I go down a lot on that force. But the master tried to get into the torso before I could land.
"Don't get me wrong, you're not wrong. You are growing up in this world without being weird, distracted, bent or distorted."
"... Still, you think it's not enough?
I shrunk backwards without my feet on the ground.
Like following me, my master shrinks and punches me in the throat.
Finished landing, I'll take it with a wooden knife.
He was firmly capturing the core of his master's spike, and the tip of the wooden knife had been cut off without them.
"To be honest, my disciple... Non wants you to be the strongest"
Stay away from each other and re-compartmentalize.
Each other, there's no disturbance in breathing.
"Rather than... so was the strength of my friend, but there are many powerful enemies around you who once did not get a snout. It may be inconsistent... but I want you to remain the strongest."
I have someone I can't win.
I have someone I can't defeat.
Or that kind of situation is emerging.
"Of course, you are taking over the ideals of Non. Nor can we ever deny that we have gained comparable strength to the one we had five hundred years ago. But... it's about philosophy, not numbers"
Now the master went ahead with the shrinkage.
He's taking my right side and swinging up the stairs and punching me in.
It grabbed the pattern with both hands as it turned back to the side.
I could still take it this way for not being a blow in a big step.
"You're talking about moves, not techniques?
"Ranri"
Master shrinks behind my back. Now he's coming in for my flank.
Instead of turning around behind me, I was taking it with a wooden knife as I fronted the blow to the side.
"The philosophy of Non is that those who prefer to fight will be able to enhance their relationship with each other. That also means pulling up the opponent. You seem to be getting more skilled yourself... even if you're too far from immortality"
"You think I'm drowning in sword moves?
"Naturally, as a swordsman, I'm standing high, but I can't let the sword drown me and the fairy talent wander away. The realization that if a disciple grows up, he doesn't mind being crossed... is an injustice to the disciple"
Suddenly, the wooden knife that should have been cut was gaining weight.
It blows big as it is.
"Heavy Duty, Honor Duty..."
"Ranari... my disciple Sansui. You are still immature, I know the joy of disciples approaching themselves as mentors... but that is not the strongest. Remember your beginnings, your apprenticeship."
Only for a moment, my master was activated.
It already fits, but that would be part of the moves you want to teach me.
"The strongest thing for you is that you don't want to beat anyone, do you? Be mean, be jealous, be aroused. Don't make excuses, stick with the strongest."
There was a shrunken master's wooden knife cut through my throat trying to get in shape.
The posture has changed before and after the shrinkage. This was just one of the master's special moves.
"I'm not saying we compete to teach unilaterally."
……
"Sure, I ordered you not to come back until I raised that girl in public... but at the time I deplored my immaturity, at the time I had someone I might lose, wasn't it necessary again to go back to the way I was?
That may have been it.
No, I'm sure it was.
"O disciple of Non, beloved disciple. Unlike Non, you're right, but you're just right. More fully, seriously, take pride in the sword that betrayed your life. Because he tries to win after holding onto it..."
"The sword, it's fun. Right, Master."
"It is a natural"