The main battle begins at last.
There are many spectators who expect the first battle to be a battle between mad warriors, a rarely seen spectacle.
Out of a hundred people who rent the school's experimental grounds is greatly boosted by the reputation of public matches that have been played for a long time.
The guests were quietly prepared to see a game that was somewhat chilly but could determine the fate of the world.
"Ohon."
Using the treasure of loudness, Eckezaks begins his oath toward the audience with the players already in line.
"By the battle ahead, Miz Saiga, my lord, lost his power to fight. Therefore, we must decide on a new Lord."
Beside her stands Run, the temporary Lord.
"By Saiga's recommendation, I'm predominantly a Silver Ghost Fist Run so far... but that's only a tentative story. Lan also mentioned a great deal of martial arts medals in the war ahead, but it is not enough to prescribe them as my Lord. Above all, I am the strongest sword. Many have the right to challenge as candidates"
The strongest is what many should seek.
At its strongest, which many do not seek, it is of no value.
Because the strongest is only the goal.
"All the hundreds of warriors gathered here deserve me."
Everyone deserves to try.
Of course, they'll take the right test.
If the goal of the strongest is the only one, do not pray to be rewarded.
We must drive down, trample and ravage those who share the same desire, and become just one winner.
"Win the run! There is only one condition in my hands!
Hearing the words, the venue boiled.
The athletes also gave a drink as if they had become winners.
"Well, that's my last confirmation. I'm going to repeat a one-on-one match with a hundred people..."
Eckezacks explains the wins and losses in this game.
That condition was absolute, and he said with his eyes that it was not going to be used by the different.
"Being one-on-one. Permit all equipment, drugs, and poisons, as long as they comply with it. Whether you poke your eyes or attack a steeple, you're free to kill. Of course, it's forbidden for Lan to use me."
Too easy, too obvious an arrangement.
That reads the intent of the organizer that even if all the participants, including the runs, are dead, it doesn't matter at all.
Conversely, it means the challenger cannot be 'defeated against the rules'.
Well, I'd say it's fair and fair.
"It's a win or loss at heart, needless to say if you kill your opponent, it's a win, but if your back goes to the stone floor, or falls off the stone floor, you lose"
The place where the match takes place is clear on a hard stone floor.
If he falls off that step, or if his back is on, he says he's defeated at that moment.
With regard to this, it may be possible to say that it depends on the referee because video records cannot be kept.
Maybe I can just get on my shoulders, not my back, or get away with it.
Though, there would be no point in arguing more than it is Eckezacks who makes the decision.
In the first place, it's similar if you put it on the floor, shoulder or back.
"Then, after a certain amount of time, this shall be a one-sided loss for the challenger"
The only provision that clearly places the challenger at a disadvantage.
After game time, they are forced and unilaterally defeated.
But no challenger disputes this.
There are a hundred of them at any rate, and if they all take cow walking tactics, they won't move on late.
First, then players who can fly are too advantageous.
"Not until we run out of sand on the big hourglass here, though. Whatever it is, you can try it for one game... well, it won't be necessary."
In addition, the hourglass that was available is bigger the more eye-catching even the audience can see.
It would also be possible to use rare magic to make it faster or slower, but that didn't seem as meaningful.
As long as we do that, we just need to make the time setting more obscure.
It's a stipulation to prevent escape while facilitating the game, so just say, 'Warn me if I've been away for a long time, and still lose if I keep running'.
"These are already as pre-arranged. If you're unhappy, don't hesitate, just walk away."
Unilateral provisions which have not been discussed, decided by the Kingdom of Arcana after obtaining the understanding of Eckezax.
While there were no irregularities, he was unable to sleep. And to the point that it seems trivial, the run is unlocked for all gear.
A bunch of 'handy' tools that allow even just civilians to unilaterally kill trained military personnel.
You can come with as much gear as you like, it was hard to think of losing.
"... runs are hard"
"Yeah, that's right"
The mountain waters take Bulova and Baas and sit side by side to watch the game.
Of course, it is a different seat from the general audience.
Baath, who is often misplaced, manages to distract himself by speaking to the mountain waters.
Note that Blois. Sure, it's not a fun thing to see with my family, but it was a complicated heart to put my daughters aside a man who just attacked me all this time.
Neither mountain water nor baas are insensitive enough to notice the atmosphere.
"You win and they fight your natural opponent a hundred times, don't you? So, if you lose, it's a shame."
"It is the fate of those who benefit from the nobility. If you're not sure, you just have to stick to your excessive position."
"... that's right"
It is an insult that if you lose, you look pathetic.
What I wouldn't realize if they didn't say such obvious things would be that they were so stuck on the subject.
"Me and Sansui both had excessive expectations when we were escorting them. If you want to be held by a nobleman, you must have the strength to live up to it."
Long after retiring already, Blois was a genius magical swordsman with a combined sword and magical talent.
I did that girlfriend, and she had a hard time with the demands from Doowe.
"I see that strength is important, ma'am. You can't just play dumb."
In a situation where you don't even know who's listening to the boulders, all nobles are damned, I don't care.
If you do that, you'll be disrespected by the mountain waters. If you're going to be killed by mountain water, it's the main hope, but the reason is too ridiculous.
"Ma'am... yes, ma'am"
A whispering designation, not a stomach or anything.
Stubborn samurai's, full of honor.
Just hearing that, the mouth angle of the blower was slightly up.
"... Hey, Mr. Sansui."
"... I curse my powerlessness"
I know finding a little happiness every day is the trick to living a good life.
But even so, wouldn't it be too whispering, her happiness?
Even though she is the wife of one of the strongest swordsmen in the country, she is too hungry for a whisper of happiness.
Baas doesn't have the power to read the signs and doesn't know the maiden mind, but he does know how mountain water usually deals with her.
"Anyway, except the runs are tough."
"Oh, well."
"She's allowed all kinds of equipment, but that's not why she's allowed to do anything. It's unacceptable to expose a hundred people, and you have to think carefully about how to fight and decorate a grand victory."
"... is that what you and your equal warriors want?"
It's natural for trump cards, such as beating a hundred opponents.
It is not about winning itself, but its achievements must be suspended from the rest.
That's all the audiences, the guests, the nobles of this country want from Run.
"Like you, you chop off everyone's neck?
"If you do that in a game, you'll be upset. First, how would you like to praise the decapitation of the challenger?"
"You're not saying you can't..."
"If you just drop your neck, you can do it as soon as you practice. It's easier than cutting up to your crotch."
"I've never been in custody of killing."
If you do have some arm strength, it's not hard to drop your neck.
A single blow, never fails, uses as little power as possible, and during combat, the difficulty changes to the extreme.
Nevertheless, it is also true that it is not appropriate for this occasion.
"This is a game, if it is, you have to play defense. Especially if you're the opponent your surroundings expect…"
"Sure, you're a tough guy."
Again, see the match venue.
There's already only Eckezacks and Run, and a big mad warrior who's an opponent.
The audience grows.
It is no exaggeration to say that first and foremost, everyone in the audience was eager for this fight.
At the same time, it is a game in which the instrumentality and true value of a silver ghost fist (...) run are questioned.
"First challenger, Easter!
"Totally... for a long time, you keep me waiting!
"Totally, it's a good and patient thing. I admire you because you're one of a kind."
With Eckezax's voice, Run's long hair burned silver.
Although it is inherently a desperate situation for almost every human being, the opponent has shaken his short hair in the same way from the start.
A battle between those who can be the ancestors of an extremely rare, bloodline.
It is also a battle between those who live in the exact same qi blood.
Plus, bad blood. In addition to fighting and regenerative abilities, the worst force to frenzy the host in bringing even the ability to learn.
The two masters, more than a hundred times more powerful than the masters considered to be leading the way, had the suspicious look of being able to wait for the signal of Eckezax.
"Damn... that's a good story. All you have to do is twist one little girl like you, and the booze and the woman are all you want!
In an excited state, it should be noted that Easter, who was supposed to be partitioning the bandits, was laughing.
"Little girl, I wonder what time they say that"
The burning run was laughing without showing weakness.
But to see, the advantages and disadvantages were obvious.
Its strengths and weaknesses tend even further because of its too different physique.
"Let's do this with our bare hands."
Lan threw the sword down from the stone floor, which was lowering to his waist.
That means she's all about a hundred fights and can no longer use that sword.
In addition to that, I'm pretty sure she can no longer use her weapon in this game.
If you just win, if you just kill, if you just fall for it, you had as many choices as you wanted.
But when it comes to surpassing, it's not easy.
Well, if you're going to fight with almost bare hands.
"No way, I'm scared of little girls with round hips"
"Ha ha! I'll kill you!
Easter used iron gold bars as a weapon.
A sturdy blunt weapon that attacks with weight, free of blade spills, resistant to breakage and not requiring that much care.
Easter threw it all over his head.
It held lightly, thrown lightly, it pierces deep into the ground.
"That'll be enough, Eckezacks!
"Oh, of course. Start!"
They were both popping up so they could play.
Even though it was World War I, the stone floor was cracked and fragments scattered just because the two popped up.
Even though I'm not using the magic of the wind, Eckezax's hair and clothes shake a lot.
Even though I'm not using the magic of fire, I felt the temperature of the venue had increased.
Even though they weren't using the magic of water, the audience felt their body temperature had dropped.
"Silver Ghost Fist, Power Method"
Something impossible happened in a normal fight.
The two of them, punching each other, hit each other in the fist.
"Crash fist!
And it wasn't an inferior run in weight or stature that blew it up, it was an Easter that beat on both sides of it.
"Hey, what the fuck? Oh!?
To the boulder, never blow too far back.
You never fall from your back to the floor, you never fall off the stone stage.
I flew a little and just got in shape.
"What the hell...!
Blood falls on the stone stage.
The fists of the two who smashed each other were crushing at each other's loss.
Since the human hand is made up of complex skeletons, it is difficult to fully heal if you have a liberation fracture.
It's hard, but the two fists had already completely healed.
There is nothing that the two of us have lost except the blood that has flowed.
"Shit!
Still, you two haven't lost anything.
"Ahhh!
The two, which were reaching an extreme state of excitement, were bumping the restored flesh together again.
"Silver Ghost Fist, Powerful Method... Strike Your Legs!
The little girl and the big man talk to each other and bump out of their shoulders.
A simple attack that compares stature to muscle strength.
Normally, runs were supposed to blow up the way they looked.
But it was still Easter that blew it up.
"Hey, okay!
"Push!
Release as a pursuit, normal force.
A vast amount of qi blood in the run, punched through the palms.
It was punched into Easter's defenseless body.
It's called unattributed magic, a power or qigong sword.
'Scale' is not the same as when mountain waters use it when used by runs that deal with vast amounts of qi and blood.
His muscle strength goes hand in hand, destroying the human body without having to hit a steep spot.
"Grr?!
Destroyed human body, but restored in an instant.
Run knows there are limits to that, too.
Above all, there is a limit to the size of the stone stage.
If we keep pushing it through, it will be a win by force as it is.
"Push!
A genius of evil blood is a genius of fighting.
"Push!
If unattributed magic is also considered a range of fights, her skill may be close to mountain waters and swimboks.
"Ha..."
"Hakkay!
But it was the same with Easter.
"Gu!"
"Was it? That's an interesting move."
That was one more push.
In the timing that I could push in a little bit, the run was played the other way.
Touch the chest plate with your palms and push flying force you punch in.
That was, in turn, blown away by the bursts released from the thick chest plate.
"You remember that already?
Convinced of his advantage, the silver-haired ghost laughs.
Yes, this is the threat of the Mad Warriors and those who are called vicious possessors, which can only be defeated by a number of violence and divinity.
If a run of its kind is capable of mastering a move, there's no way he can't use it for himself.
The certainty was letting him learn to spur.
"Ooh!
"No! Easter!"
"Hit and kill my little girl. Yes!
Well this will happen, I thought, Run laughs bitterly at the voice supporting the big man in front of him.
If you use moves, they steal, and your physical abilities are higher on the opponent.
I see, when I deal with them, they're the ones I don't like.
"What's up, come more. You fight with your fists, don't you?
"Oh, of course. Show anyone in this venue the battle of the Silver Ghost Fist Run!
But that's why Run surpasses him.
"Die. Yes!
"Die!
"Do it!
"Easter! You can do this!
"We're on!
"Win! Never lose!
To this cheer, in order not to lose.
When the Silver Ghost Fist beats the Mad Warrior, show it to the venue.
"Hey Sansui... why are the guys wearing similar clothes to Run backing Easter?
"Because she, in my hometown, hates me"
"Oh, yeah, well... that's it"