"Hey, Suibo, you're home."
"Yes, Master Kacho. I've completed medicine! We're all getting a waiver!
"Hmm, are you okay with such shallow school? You've only learned about it in about thirty years, haven't you?
"Well, you and I don't have the same head."
"Suibok, turn to me, my brother. What is that!! I can't believe you worked disrespectfully on someone else at that rate!
"You don't know who you are, why do you think we're dealing with you and the other immortals together?
"This is it, Swibbock. You are so noisy, why don't we take our time and have dinner now? It's bean rice today."
"Yes, Master Kacho"
"Wait, Master Kacho! I'm going to feed this fool, etc... it's a gift from a good people, right?!
"Fuukei, what is your lord? Gracious crops, offerings, etc. …"
"That's right, Fuukei, if you want to be so much Buddha, I'll kill you"
"Hey, Swimbok!
"You can't do that right now, Fuukei. And don't tear it up when I'm scolding you."
"Ha ~ i"
"Swimbok! The reply to my teacher is such a cliché..."
"Fuukei, isn't it the Lord who is being reprimanded by his master?
"... sorry"
"Totally...... well noisy is proof of good health. As for turning the novel later... why don't the three of us have a pot of rice for a long time"
"Sui Bok, Sui Bok! Wake up!
Suibok, who ate the surprise, had passed out although he was barely holding the Eckezacks.
He wasn't dead, but he was completely defenseless.
In contrast, he was not a fist fighter out of hand.
"Don't call it cowardice! You're the one who stepped in here knowing it was a battlefield!
A fist man who jumps and lands on the earth.
Are you going to do an acceleration, I went a long way at one end.
I can't see him as he is, and as he is, he calls back and approaches me again.
"Ugh, gu..."
I barely get up, Swibbock.
But consciousness is about to hang out, and it's not about intercepting enemies.
"Chewing punch! Sun Wheel Demon!"
The fist fighter is in trouble with the swimming pool.
I tap my knee kick into my jaw with my other leg as I step on Suibok's knee.
"Swimbok!"
Glancing with his jaw shattered, Suibok finally releases his hand from Eckezax.
The scream of my sword is not in my ear, and I am about to fall as-is.
"Chewing punch! Neck rope throw!
A fist artist who wraps one arm around its neck and swims through its surface as it lands on the ground.
Swivok is kept away from the sword in his hand as he is dragged around the earth.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
A fist artist swimming screaming.
Dragging Swivok around at high speed, he releases his arms along the way.
Dive one end deep into the ground to Swivok, which falls powerless to the ground, and take off from between the crotches as it rises.
"Chewing punch!
Grabbing both my legs, I rise above.
And then they fall to the ground on their own.
"Heavy blast drop!
Swivok gets hit from his back to the ground and gets all of the air out of his lungs.
And there you finally regain consciousness.
"Gu... ma, not yet...!
Understand the seriousness of the situation by going far without Eckezax in your hand.
On top of that, I get up somehow.
"Mm, unconscious, you were using hard work... but... it's time for the peach effect to run out..."
Check your whole body.
The pain is severe, but naturally we can still fight.
"... I am"
On top of that, one inspires oneself.
I don't think so.
Deny the weakness in yourself.
The true strong will never be afraid.
The true strongest is never lost.
The most powerful man in the world never... regrets anything.
It's supposed to be.
"No way, it is!
A thousand years have passed since I left the flower bills.
No matter how the immortal dwells, there will be a replacement.
The immortals who know themselves and have guided them must have already returned to nature.
"I'm the strongest!
I'm sure neither my master nor my brothers are already in this land. There's no way he's here.
I'm still in the middle of a quest, but those two should be so relieved.
"I'm the strongest!
So, no more.
Nowhere in this world is there a place for me to go.
So it doesn't make sense anymore.
There's no point in going back.
So this weakness, it's just a dream.
Past memories just floated in the back of my brain.
"If you're strong, there's no weakness!
So too is the nostalgia that rubbed on this chest.
You should get over it, it's nothing short of weakness.
"If you can kill me!
Fiery, burning, crazy.
My own inertia, my own unconsciousness, is unforgivable to me.
"Kill him!
"Oh, I'll kill you!
A fistfighter who butterflies the earth, as he responds to the roar.
After enough acceleration, he takes off like Tobiuo and sticks his arms in with them crossed.
"Chewing punch! Crossfire!"
"The Power Method! Strike your feet!"
The track is simple, as long as you know the direction, then you only get the opportunity.
Not that I could change delicately along the way, and Swivok was completely cut off and intercepted.
"Hey?! All of a sudden they're coming together?!
"Lick, hey, hey, hey!
Swibbock has nothing to do with physical surgery.
Simple combat experience does not have to be spoken of, nor is that talent unusual.
No matter how far from full, it was possible to deal with it if it was simply quick.
"Grr!"
A big blowing fist artist.
He landed on the ground as he was, diving deep.
(What a ability to learn while being sturdy!
Essentially, there are only two kinds of moves in the Xuan Bite Fist.
It is a combination of blows after jumping up at the highest speed and some speed reduction.
Although the attacks vary slightly from one application to another, once they are cut off, no similar attack can be made again.
(I can't help it...... assemble for my legs and keep fighting! Even if they say they can fly, if they hit a tree, they won't be intact!
Dive deep in the earth with no lights at all and float at once at an angle.
"Chewing punch!
I was setting up an interception on the spot, eating from that foot of Swibbock.
"Lower Thunderstorm!
Straight ahead as he captures his ankle.
And hit the forest tree exactly as you aim.
"Huh?!
But I feel uncomfortable there.
I do grab it, and I did hit it.
The acceleration was also sufficient, and its power was in the realm of speciality.
That's not it.
"Inner Kung Fu... Light Kung Fu!
The art of lightening yourself and what you are touching yourself.
It is one of the basic techniques placed in the art of immortality.
It was activated at the point of standing on the ground, thereby reducing its own weight to the extreme.
On top of that, I also lightened the weight of the fist artist I had assembled on myself to the extreme.
"We're lighter than air, each other. Throwing moves that utilize weight in such a state, etc."
"Oh, you, to that!
"I don't remember saying I couldn't! Foreign kung fu, throw mountains!
After using the technique of lightening the objects I touched once, I shake them off.
It can be said in roughly every body surgery, but if it floats in the universe, it is unlikely to use any moves.
Though the users of the fist of the birds that would chase even the flying birds as long as they dived into the earth, they were full of scratches if they floated in the universe in the woods.
The carp of the plate is no longer used, even though it bites as much as the carp, and eats the carp.
The right to be deprived of life had been completely transferred to Swivok.
……
Suibok, who became sloppy as a result of an ambush caused by his bite fist, moves to silence with no mercy whatsoever.
……
Keep your fists shut and slowly move the fistfighter over your head.
In contrast, the boxers had accepted their fate.
I never closed my eyes and waited quietly for it.
"... brilliant!
The technique of throwing mountains is optionally heavy after lightening the opponent once.
Swibbock, who stood directly beneath it, was preparing his hard work and seismic legs.
The fistfighter floats parallel to the ground in a form that looks up to heaven.
What it meant was a blow to heaven breaking the spine.
"Ha...!
The fist artist, whose stiffness and very lethal area had broken, had fallen straight to the ground and stopped moving.
Without seeing it through, Swivok kneels.
"Really...... brilliant! And I'm immature!
Far from being his ideal swordsman, such as being ambushed.
Well, that's what shouldn't have happened, like being ambushed when you were detecting signs.
For once, I'm not talking about beating one.
If we don't make up for this' shortcoming ', that's why we can't take any rest in the future.
"Shit, shit! Eckezax, we need to get Eckezax back!
I have removed the strongest sword, which I sought as the strongest swordsman.
It also significantly harms Swivok's self-esteem.
I couldn't afford anything physically or mentally.
There were no such elements in Swivok today.
I had no more optimism before I came here.
There is so much hatred burning against my immaturity and alarm that I want to kill you.
"He has... I'm the only one!
I remember five hundred years ago when I came to the throne of God.
I still remember her, who seemed happy to welcome herself in that place.
"I'll pick you up!
Fortunately, her signs fell within Swivok's range of signs perception.
I never heal my injuries with the immortality I have left in me, and I try to get there with a blur.
"No, no, I'm surprised. Heaven is clear."
And before the mightiest swordsman who has lost his mightiest sword, a sixth boxer appears.
"Unfortunately, he didn't say anything wrong."
A workout, musculoskeletal big man who was as full as he deserved and who naturally provoked hostility.
Her upper body is naked and her hands are wearing gloves.
The lower body was a fist practitioner close to naked, just wrapped in a simple cloth.
"Well, especially. You don't look like you can pull out ten people."
Step on four large strands.
There is no alarm whatsoever against Swivok, who is injured.
"No way, wait, don't say that."
"... of course"
"All right, all right, we have to do this."
Suibok also stays on hand and turns to interception.
You fight like this, you lose, you die like that.
But if I wanted to show my back to my enemies, I'd rather die.
I didn't hate you, but I didn't hate the people you killed.
The man with the giant body was indulging in strength in the stand-up.
"Strong blood, storm wind fist master."
No longer, no wait.
It was popping up so that the spring that was shrinking to the extreme could play.
"Stormwind fist, waterfall!
A body hit from the head, with full body weight.
In contrast, Swibbock spends his time on the ground using his heavy duty.
"Gu..."
"Did you avoid it?"
Thick trees growing in the woods, lightly breaking about ten of them, the fist artist returns slowly.
In front of me, a handless swimbok with significant fatigue had managed to get up.
"It's a big deal, really."
"Shut up... don't look down on me!
"I'll admit I'm losing..."
To that swimbok, Stormwind fist goes into attack preparation again.
"Well, you're the one who loses."