The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

The assumption is that every hour is horrible.

I would never feel the same way about them in front of me as I did one day at the festival, but I still couldn't sympathize with them.

"I don't know if I'm a disciple."

To the two of you who still don't understand the current situation, I will speak quietly.

It is not cowardly, despicable or irregular to be cut off on this occasion now, but it is not a victory.

I haven't worked out to win easy, I've worked out to hurt.

"You are mistaken about the Great Heavenly Dog and the Master"

Nothing else. I don't have a deep understanding of my master myself.

I've known my master for 500 years.

For five hundred years, I only dealt with my master until I picked up Rain.

To me, 'the world' meant the woods I spent with my master, and that was it.

But I barely knew what my master used to do.

He didn't tell me if I asked him in detail, and I guess it's because I didn't ask him too often.

Eckezacks was the same.

Thousands of years of dating, yet I knew very little about it before.

Still, the relationship was in place, I guess, because that's all we were idolizing our master.

Eckezacks as' ideal user 'and I as' master character '.

Probably because we only thought it was convenient for us, with no past.

"I guess everyone admitted that the best craftsmen thought they couldn't possibly dye their hands in contraindications"

Just stop and think, and you'll soon find out.

That neither the Master nor the Great Heavenly Dog, unlike us trump cards, are the "best" created at the whim of God.

"Don't take a sweet look at the best, at the strongest, at the predecessors that led to it."

I want to be the greatest jeweler in the world.

I want to be the strongest in the world.

With such low aspirations, there is no way we can reach that high.

If you can be the best and be satisfied with it.

That's the only way I can keep living for 4,000 years.

"No matter how well nourished you were, no matter how immortal you were, no matter how long you lived."

After Mr. Fuukei, they brushed their fangs that could certainly reach them.

But even so.

I'm making mistakes about Master Suibok and the Great Tengu Cell.

"From the beginning, I wasn't reaching my present strength"

Those two aren't spoiled by it, even if it's their pride to be the best.

We have reached an area where we do not allow other followers because we are not happy with ourselves today.

"Even if it is never to be praised, the unceremonious upliftment is the greatest force that reaches the realm of the 'gods' beyond the top"

I would not say to them in front of me that they have no madness or obsession.

But don't think that's just for ourselves.

Aim for the apex, you can burn to the apex, the mind trying to cross the apex.

That is certainly a strong propulsion.

But still, they're looking up.

It's the best, the strongest, the least focused on the pinnacle.

Even though there's no one to fight, no one to compete with, no one to kill, no resentment, no jealousy.

Still going up even.

They are always looking for more than they are now.

"As far off the road, immersion in superiority is an immature extreme. My master and the Great Heavenly Dog are so extreme, even the outer roads."

Both the master and the Great Heavenly Dog are still doing their best to train in a solitary state.

Especially my master, though he also studied the art, is a man who has been barebacking even all day for a thousand years.

There's no way a man like that is decent.

Because it is not decent, I have been the strongest in the art of fixing swords, and I have seriously worried about knitting the art and renouncing it.

I did not allow anyone to follow me from the beginning. I'm just asking you to work so hard on your own that nobody feels like following me.

To be clear, you're out of your mind.

I didn't happen to be the strongest by chance, I wasn't given the strongest seat in someone's favor, and I keep going for more than the strongest, even though I don't have the goals I want to achieve.

So if I had lived for over four thousand years but not trained, I would now have gained this much power.

If you only look at the results, there's no way you two would notice the upliftment.

"... that's all I'm trying to say"

Gallu was not disturbed anymore.

Again, you're facing me.

There is no sense of superiority or indignation until now, it just makes me feel like a murderer.

Cut the opponent from the front and kill him. Only that readiness is in him.

A superb swordsman comes to kill with all his might.

Well, it's hard to experience.

"It's a mess and what I said in vain. You're gonna send me some salt?

"No, no, I would have received salt"

"Then let's bump it and give it back"

Again, confront.

"This is an oath."

Again, I calculate the opponent's power.

Measure the extent of this as compared to the opponents you have fought so far.

"The wounds slashed with this knife will be stone."

To be clear, I'm not that extreme strong.

Fight the Knight of Thunder and you have a good chance of defeat.

"And the wounds of those who possess this sword also become stones"

You won't even beat Lloyd. Those are almost certain.

Because, at any rate, we have no means of ranged attack, we cannot fly in the sky, and we cannot travel instantaneously.

But still, he's a strong enemy to me.

Whatever the other weapons are, God stool ghost poison sucks.

Perhaps in principle, it is not so different from noise bells.

It emits' waves' around the perimeter and has a disturbing effect.

He also said the person who made it, but I guess it was originally a treasure to disturb Mr. Fuukei's gathering.

There are two stages to agitation. Something that attracts attention from the surroundings that we go unconscious from time to time, something that sensitizes us to the signs of the surroundings as a stage on it.

Mr. Fuukei was extremes of the former, constantly replenishing the inexhaustible immortality.

That's like stopping an enormous river flow, and I guess I couldn't let it happen.

But it is highly effective when it comes to gathering energy that I and my master have extremed and feel signs around me.

It's like jamming radio waves, jamming sound waves, if you like.

A delicate sonar is disturbed by noise.

It just makes shrinkage impossible.

It is also natural that the master praised, the effort is trivial but too effective.

Or if they mass-produce this, we're lucky.

This will require measures.

Nevertheless, it is polite to fight like this now.

Their 'welcome' obliges them to fight as they are now.

"Well, let's get back to it."

"... right"

Obviously a body made of bones and a body shaped by darkness.

Yellow Springs Doji (Yomotsuhegui) and his right arm, but the former would be higher if they were actually limited to interpersonal.

With that guessing, we were bumping into each other so we could play.

"Strike, shock leg"

"Powerful, shocking legs. Inner kung fu, heavy body kung fu"

The body that was supposed to have shaped the void was, however, bumping into each other with a human bone knife.

Yes, a great heavenly dog who is supposed to be the best treasure maker, but I didn't know anything about jade blood.

I can only think of it again. Hardening by ball-blood even withstands the fracture of space.

On the contrary, I even felt like this one was losing the hit.

"Gu...!

"Phew!

Still, it was Galiu who blew it up.

Even if you are winning by force, you are losing by weight. That's why I can't step on it and blow it back a lot.

Heavy duty is mediocre immortality. That's what even a master can reproduce in the form of a heavy belt.

Even though the experts had full backup, it was far too unnatural not to be equipped with it.

But I already know why.

"Momentum."

Gallu responds to me when I start the chase.

Reproducing divine descent, he was exerting his power to go on top of the simultaneous use of transient and haughty and hard work.

Besides, its fuel consumption is very good. If used continuously even for a short period of time, it is a difference between cloud mud and immortal self-enhancement, which quickly wears off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Ohhhhh!

Roaring like nothing else, I wave the blade of the void.

The knife and the knife collide, and the swordsmen holding each other push each other.

This one blows it up big, but still the opponent works faster.

Besides, the force hurts when the opponent holds a knife made of the master's bones a few steps up.

Still, we have a minute here.

If it's a long fight, it's definitely you who survives.

To avoid that, I will do everything in my power to reach a short-term showdown.

The other person is getting a short showdown with a toothpick because they are also guessing about it.

Hilariously, I saw Goku holding his fist firmly in the corner of his sight.

Yes, he was cursing his helplessness.

One more push, one more push. If I could support Gallu, I would have gained an overwhelming advantage over me.

He was cursing himself because he knew it.

"Um, what if Goku couldn't prepare pan peaches or carrots?

I heard Hussabis.

Yes, me and my master knew from the beginning, but Gallu didn't eat pan-fried peaches or ginseng fruit.

"Oh well, Mr. Goku is an evil immortal... he's broken, so you couldn't conveniently"

Zen is right.

Pan peaches and ginseng fruit are precious items, whether they are in a secret cell or in the Great Eight States.

Even though I say I can make it, I don't get as much.

If so, there is no way that Goku, who is only a treasurer, can procure it, regardless of the great Tengu, who is the supreme power, or the master who can make it himself.

So I'm just standing around with the treasure I'm using right now.

No matter how fuel-efficient you say it is, if you use the 'Four' treasures in parallel, Qi Blood will quickly bottom out.

I guess I couldn't have used any other treasure on this.

Divine descent, spells, quadruple fists, fairy arts. Activate them simultaneously.

Although it was possible for me to sacrifice him, he had more than one temper in his body.

Even if each one was not particularly significant, the burden was dispersed for the use of multiple types of surgery. It's practically just using one technique.

But that's festive my reason. Whatever the skill, it's a lame story for Gallu, who only has the amount of air and blood in the crowd.

Or if you had lived in vast amounts of extreme temperament blood, like Run or Genzo, or you could have used countless treasures at the same time.

Or if you make a treasure out of Mr. Fuukei's bones like I do, or.

Nevertheless, that is not necessarily the case.

"Exactly, it won't last long."

I heard my master.

But I can't exactly feel the signs.

"I don't care which one wins."

But I know.

My master is not sure of my victory.

I have a part similar to my master.

Especially tactical decisions, which can almost be imitated.

That's why uh-huh.

"Rewind Stream"

I can't see beyond this battle.

"Kawahagi"

He thinned the ho and was slashed to stroke.

Usually it's where the blood flows, but happiness or unhappiness or not.

Yellow Springs Doji (Yomotsuhegui) is a knife that petrifies the "slashed" area.

On top of that, I can cut everything without resistance by jade blood.

If so, you don't have to put your hips in and slash them with your weight.

And with that in mind, Gallu was polishing his swordsmanship.

I only got this knife the other day, and this knife is not the only weapon I need to hit.

Likewise, it is a knife that can sever the universe, so you do not have to put your hips in without even touching the target's sword.

And my arm was already close to its limit.

"Is this the first time you've crossed the dead line?

Gallu keeps a rugged face, hunting me down.

"Surely the days spent on the sword will be better on you. But you'll see, you fought like crazy in death, and you're inexperienced.

The ghost of a sword that boasts a hundred wars of sharpening plays my sword.

My arms are getting number and heavier.

"You know, the concentration. Your thin training won't get you past my hot track record!

Because it's antagonistic, because it's a short-term showdown.

I was clearly inferior to him.

"I don't know about your master, but your performance is inferior to mine!

Experience in action, that divides wins and losses.

This was such a battle.

"Kasako, Kasago!"

On the forehead, a single letter line runs.

I would have bled to the point where I can't see before, but fortunately I am escaped by petrification.

But more and more bodies are engraved.

Freedom keeps falling.

Short-term showdown, but in collapse.

He is sharpening and sharpening and stretching cloth stones to a settlement without haste.

Except for me, I'm sure it's a stone statue that's been cut off.

That makes me laugh.

"... hey, it was worth getting stronger"

If you did it to hurt me, I'm sure it was for this time.

I was feeling destined.

This must be a very miraculous moment......

I guess it's a harder moment than boredom to spend without meeting the enemy.

"You can die."

I know my body.

Although some of my face is petrified, I can still make expressions.

And I am.

I was laughing as usual.