The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

Everyone on the spot was breathtaking.

A desperate situation surrounded by four of the best powerful in this country, including trump cards.

A man in there just grabbing a wooden knife in his right hand and lowering it sloppily.

If he hadn't been a mountain water master and the most powerful man in the world, he wouldn't even have thought it would be a battle.

"... Well, let's start with me"

The more obvious to everyone's eyes, the three others besides the mountain waters had constricted.

It's an impossible story, if you look where Suibok fights with all his bills exposed, you can't help it.

After understanding how the teacher was suspended, the mountain water moves forward. Because no matter how strong they were, it doesn't change what they can do after all.

"Do you want me to say that it's good or good? You want a compliment?

"I'm not a child..."

"Phew, from the perspective of Non, you are a young man. Still too much to teach."

While treading heavily, the mountain water tried to swing the wooden knife down.

In contrast, Swivok tries to hit the torso.

It is a natural swordsmanship in itself, but Swivok's speed is unusual.

An unenhanced mountain water carries out attack operations at speeds as different as double speed. It was something I didn't even have to think about, like what kind of settlement that would be.

"Slow"

But mountain waters have shrinkage. Whatever the posture, it was possible to travel instantly, whether in the ground or in the air.

No matter how fast you say your improvisational work is, it's just fast. That's also much slower than a run. It was enough for the mountain water to react and shrink.

But that's the same thing with Swivo. Even though mountain waters are recognized by Swibbock as swordsmen, the shrinkage of mountain waters is only catching up with Swibbock. Evasion of mountain water and the pursuit of Suibok, both shrinkages were almost simultaneous.

"but right"

It was supposed to end here, if I had one of my opponents.

The only advantage for mountain waters is that they can choose where to move. At the end of the shrinkage of the mountain water was directly beside me a feast that could be predicted.

The festival that predicted it, moving in shrinkage beside myself, I had already wielded Eckezax.

And the run didn't miss that swinging motion. The festival had already rushed out after watching my attack.

"Ooh!"

"Ha!

"Fast, but Unextendable"

I naturally saw out the two signs, too.

Instead, I know from the beginning that mountain water shrinks beside me. That's why we pursued it, so there's already a way to dodge it.

Use heavy duty and weigh yourself down. In addition, subterranean travel, which is the basis of the geodynamic method, was used.

Both my legs sink into the ground at once.

With their low profile, the attack between the two was completely empty.

But that's not particularly surprising to both of us.

Originally, I knew that Suibo would sink to the ground. Plus, I knew they couldn't have been attacked much in the first place.

Without stepping on it even after I finished emptying, I tried to chase it to Swivok in such a posture that if I hit the bottom kick, it would hit my head.

"Shit!"

But something tried to happen.

Festival I perceived it. I leap away greatly and take my distance, and the runs learn from it too.

"Rotate" some of the ground that is the scaffolding for the two of us, and Suibok's terrestrial moves attempted to distract the orbit of the attack. The festival that predicted it, me, and the run that saw the festival, were responding instantly.

"Better, move well"

I'm not a toon trying to shut that up.

He was about to slash the triplets. It is possible to respond even if it is moved in shrinkage next to itself because of the separation that sets the motion in advance and moves.

"But this is still too late"

But Thoon's separation is slow.

Swivok cut off the attack trajectory of those three divisions and slowly dodged them as they rose above the ground.

"And so are you."

To me, the mountain water is slashed again.

I don't think there's a gap, but if I punch it in and cut it off, the situation never moves.

In addition, it was an attack that gained an opportunity that could not be fought back by instant kung fu. Swivok actually takes it with a wooden knife.

"Qigong sword method, from the guiding force... force method, whale wave"

The mountain water I should have punched in was shocking all over my body.

Through the wooden knife I was holding, my whole body was shaken and my body's function was mahi.

"From..."

"Let it!

Suibok is trying to put a stop to the mountain water, which he can no longer move. When he saw it, Lan hit him as he penetrated.

I was going through my core, I couldn't avoid it, my fist had already touched Swivok.

"Lightweight method, virtual core rotation"

Run, who should have hit him, was most surprised.

But I also had to be stunned to see Suibok, who was supposed to have been beaten by a run in the surrounding faces.

The head where Lan hit him headed to the ground drawing loneliness and, in turn, his legs were stretched towards the sky.

It was as if there was a core through the waist area and Swivok was absorbing the attack like a toy spinning on the spot.

"Power method, bun"

Swibbok, who had regained heaven and earth after a spin in tune, was grabbing each of the runs that were out of shape and the necks of the mountain waters that were stuck. That was all, the battle was already completely on.

"If the opponent is not wearing protective equipment, well, this is the way it is. Nevertheless, it is still quick to scratch your throat with a short knife"

It was completely ineffective from the neck down. The two collapse powerless onto the ground as they are.

I couldn't miss that moment.

No matter how it moved, no matter how I predicted it, no matter how I knew I could outdo it all, I had to move in direct view of the moment when the run and the mountain water collapsed. At the very least, it is slashed while defending itself with magic armor.

Likewise, the thon is slashed while disputed by a large number of identities.

This is a game, it's just gently and gently knocked down. Still, it was the biggest part of my life for them.

"shrinkage method, cattle towing"

But for Swivok, it is in the palm of his hand.

Originally, shrinkage is a very delicate task, and the tow that moves the opponent requires a special concentration.

Being able to use this for battle, or pulling two moving opponents at the same time, was a stunt because it was Swivok.

"Foreign Gong Dynasty, Mountain Throw"

Thoon's neck was grabbed. It was all over at that point.

At the same time, Festival I was being grabbed by the waist.

Festival I could not cope with it, understanding that it was lightened as it was at some point.

As the Lord fell to the ground, but the toroidal split released was still in motion.

Towards it, throw the sacrifice at me. In the case of the light work of mountain water, the weight returns when it is away from hand. Unlike that, the festival I still remained light.

I was on the verge of crashing into the splinters and felt the weight go back through.

"Heavy duty increases power dramatically. But that means more recoil for this side of the attack as well. When I was younger, I broke my own treasure. Well, if it's a weapon, you can procure something new, but not when it's a finger."

Suppose you clash with your opponent while weighing ten times more. In that case, the pain to myself also jumps tenfold.

In addition, simple blunt strikes were not something even armor could prevent.

Thoon's body was lightly extinguished, and the sacrifice was immobile.

Festival I understood what it meant to have a heavy whole body. Simply, it doesn't mean that the weight comes on top of me. It means it gets heavy until it reaches the internal organs of the body. The burden was remarkable.

"Again, it is preferable to weigh the opponent and use it as a throwing move"

I was picking up the wooden knife I was letting go, and I was punching it over my falling festival armor.

It was also a nostalgic feeling for me. Even the second time he fought against the mountain water, he was plunged into the steeple over the armor of magic.

"Well... we all fought well... but that would be it now"

The battle was too light than I imagined.

To that sight, once again, everyone had to breathe into the simple Swivok ability to fight.

Naturally, the tempera present inside the Arcana kingdom was also blocked from daylight by dark clouds by Fuukei.

The inhabitants trembled anxiously, but it was the face of the turtle claw fist that held their heads more than that.

They had made a prediction. Two thousand years ago, the immortal, who devastated this immortal in its entirety, with further strength, "may visit this immortal."

It's not about harmlessness or anything like that. We must avoid whatever happens because there will be a rough God without metaphor exaggeration.

Please don't do anything, don't come. Besides asking for it, there's nothing I can do.

Or, as a mere fact, Suibok is the object of faith in this land. A company of treasures, built by Swivok himself and endowed with immortal properties, is normally offered.

The unusual state in which the man who perished this inner city offered an offering to the company that he had built sorry to perish. As a descendant, it is a no-thanksgiving because we are here to make further apologies for this.

So the face of the tortoise fist sends out the four people who were around the run, in the form of cutting up a little training.

"Um, Sansui's master..."

"That he was the Lord before Eckezax..."

"You took out the guy who made the dark clouds..."

"What kind of bucket..."

If you put it into four, it's more than just a mountain water master. It's a monster.

I politely declined because the compound might come back in here, and you guys should never come back.

Exactly nothing more than a personal statement, but the four of them had taken on quite a bit. Life in there was a narrow shoulder, and there were burdens just to be made.

It is also true that there was optimism that something could be done.

The mountain water that he was a disciple of Suibok made sense and respected his employer. The fact that the run was dangerous meant that the mountain water itself thought it should kill people from inside the tempera, but still gave priority to the intention of the batlabs protecting the run.

Because the mountain water is decent, Swivok himself would be decent now. Such optimism kept them back in school.

"" "" "Run, Thoon and Saiga are getting hit?!

That optimism had been betrayed lightly.

Such facial rashes, including Festival Me equipped with Eckezacks, had been beaten in the Blue Sky Swordsmanship class in front of the school.

"" "" Or even Sansui?!

Masters without a soul lined up in the world, the mountain waters that were thought to be so were also rolling plain.

One man standing on a soft meadow looks extremely qualitative, as does mountain water.

"Including the battle with my friends, let me appreciate it."

The faces around him stared at him in awe and amazement.

It is something that the man already knows, such as someone.

"Saiga is sweet in prediction and doesn't read enough. There is nothing more than a threat when it comes to shadow-dropping split manipulation, but I use up star blood immediately because I have been reading too much extra choices. With experience, such waste will be swept away, and if you learn not only to predict but also to read normally, you will not have to change your responsiveness when star blood runs out. That must be the mystery of Kameko Fist."

Again, they're all down on the ground, but they're conscious, and there's no noticeable trauma.

It was extremely polite, gentle and defeated.

"I put too much of my heart into the fight against the mighty enemy. Don't put too many enemies or long battles behind you. It's gonna cloud your genius."

"Yes......"

"When it comes to runs, there is nothing in particular that can be said about both cardiac bodies. It can be said that the reading is shallow, but it also seems to be being compensated for. Probably the strongest heinous possession in history already at the moment"

"Ugh..."

"In your Lord's case, perhaps you should explore the possibility of evil blood. Regardless of your physical skills, there may be a further frontier if you push through the surgical logic of evil blood."

This sight alone conveys strength so much that I'm sick of it.

This man is nothing more than Swibbock.

"Thoon and Sansui don't have enough numbers. Even if we can spot some movement, we can't handle it. Non's instantaneous kung fu can't be said to be as fast as it is, and his auspicious kung fu is not far from the run again. But still faster than the two lords. Technically, mentally, both parties have no complaints, but I miss you too much to give up here."

"I'm here..."

"It's a boulder, master..."

"Sansui, if the Lord learns to do his improvisational work and be ours, he will not expose himself as he does now. If you learn how to do heavy work, you will also be able to give me an effective beating at the Festival with Eckezax. The difference between Non and the Lord is no longer only the amount of skill you have mastered. The challenge is obvious, so encourage it."

Eckezaks, who was frightened, rushes back to the human form to confirm the Lord.

I couldn't move, but still didn't seem to have any scratches.

"As for the toon... yes fine, there is no room for me to work out"

……

"Not to mention swordsmanship and flesh, and shadow unloading is not easy to create new techniques from here in the fields already pioneered by our forefathers. If so, focus no longer on tools. There's nothing else to improve."

Lie on your back with the thon that was lying down and unravel the paralysis.

On top of that, he had two wrist bands in his hand.

"The Lord has already reached a certain stage, there is no stray in giving this. By obtaining this, the Lord enters a further stage of training… but it does not keep the woman waiting. This can be said of Saiga and Sansui."

Um, he nodded and applied the release of the paralysis to other faces.

"It doesn't make a woman wait for the convenience of an extra man. I don't mind going for further heights, but there are some things that need to be done before that. Don't give me too much priority in trying to catch up with Non, or else..."

Like a good man, like an innocent child, like a rigid young man, the man is laughing.

"Your woman will stab you, and you won't laugh."

With a smile, the man looked at the four.

He had just returned, a messenger from inside the tempera.

"The lords are the descendants of the tempera… I have heard from Eckezaks. I'm so sorry, it's a shame that Nan survived. Anyway, those in there were really strong... spared to destroy. At the time, even with Eckezax, we could rule without killing..."

The man was speaking out of kindness as he stabbed a wooden knife in his hip.

"Now, as you can see, I can give you an audition."

All four, it goes without saying no.