Once, near the kingdom of Majan, fought each other with vast amounts of evil blood and king temper.

One regenerates whatever wounds he suffers, a ghost of hundreds of manpower that will be deserted.

One is a giant lion manipulating humanities, which I don't even think is a human child.

Together we believe ourselves to be the strongest and unsuspecting, lifelong undefeated monsters to each other.

The armament went up on the side of a lion manipulating the humanities.

The flesh of the robust beast of God was never shattered after the fierce assault of a ghost.

The silver ghost, thought of as a bottomless immortal, finally succumbed by the claws and fangs of a giant lion.

The mighty beast, who preceded the ghost corpse, said he had put a roar of joy and mourning on the earth for winning even his greatest and mightiest enemy in his life.

Later, he said, the giant lion found in man a man who lived in the same temper and blood as himself, and gave him his own strength and blood.

That makes it the royal ancestor near Majan, but too far back in the day.

If the battle between the dragon and the first eight is a myth, the battle between those who transcend the knowledge becomes a legend.

Everyone in the game venue was shaking their bodies in a clash of shivering speeds and muscles that they didn't even think humans and humans were fighting.

The nobles of each country, who had been chilling until not long ago, also felt the heat and cold as if they had remembered that they were human beings.

He now understood that the mightier and fiercer warriors of destruction were not trapped in cages.

"It is not easy to speak of advantages and disadvantages if you are something that resides in a different power. But if you live in the same blood, and you are the same warrior, then the advantages and disadvantages are obvious."

"I guess..."

If we were to talk only about talent, Easter would prevail over Run.

Run has a surplus of rare magical talents, but Easter has physical talents in addition to that.

In addition, the advantages of "moves" called unattributed magic were quickly buried.

This only leaves a difference in physique.

"How does Bulova fight if his opponent is in character?

"Mm... don't say anything mean..."

For Bulova, he was just a thunderous knight.

Swordsmanship, magic and, naturally, stature were won by their opponents.

Speaking of how you fought those opponents......

"It would have ended well."

"That's not what I meant..."

"If you have to win a situation, do you mean?

roughly, whatever their abilities were.

The most troublesome thing would be the complete superior compatibility, the opponent who outweighs all of himself.

"Probably not helpful. In the case of wizards, the side that hits the target first wins if you polarize them. Unlike a magician, I don't like to protect myself, and I can't cure my injuries."

Still, wizards have some eyes for each other.

Lucky punch, because sometimes trivial coincidences can lead to fatal beatings.

But between mad warriors, that's not it.

Because each other has the ability to self-heal, which presupposes attacking each other.

It becomes a battle of strength because each other's attacks can't be special.

"What about you like that, Sansui? How do you fight Lord Swibbock?

"Ha ha... this was taken one. Though, this is now Wu. It's also fun to think about how to fight against an opponent who doesn't have a chance to win."

"Don't you have a plan... well, I know you won't win"

Baas sees the two in the game again.

In a way, this is what the samurai should aim for.

As with many people, you swallow and frighten them.

It amazes me that there is such a strong samurai. Exactly a big battle on the big stage.

"but ahhhhhhhh!

It was also a suspicious scream that human beings were already emitting.

The faces of the mountain waters, who have often seen them fight against the miscellaneous soldiers, are also swallowed up by their power.

They were remembering, wondering what it meant to be strong.

Strong means big, heavy, rough and ambitious.

Rigid arms, suspicious power, rigid perseverance.

One little girl is being attacked by a big man, as the strength demonstrates.

It's unlikely, but the little girl was strong again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Roaring like a big man, he does his best to attack.

But I guess it's sad, there's too much difference in arm length.

Being tall means making plenty of time.

Depending on the type of move, of course, that is also a good sign.

But for a meeting with a blow, the intermission and stubbornness will still be a fitting result of your physique.

Even if defended with all his might, his body is struck by the opponent's full attack.

Run with a working out body, but it's the same with the other guy who's working out.

As we already knew, Run was raising the corner of his mouth against an opponent who wouldn't stay.

Strong enemies are what you want.

Beating a weak opponent doesn't prove a trump card.

"Strike your feet!

Running, he hits a thrust from the back of his foot.

By the fast travel caused by it, Run tries to flirt with Easter.

The audience tries to find a run that moves to disappear while crushing the floor, with their eyes black and white.

But now that even Run, a handsome foot, is accelerated by the repulsive force of his momentum, it was finally time to follow the shadows.

"Shinchaku... you know what?

But Easter eats up lightly at that speed.

Likewise, it releases a burst of energy from the back of his leg and chases him to the run.

"Whoa, here's the thing!

Simply, the stride is different.

Easter mimics Run's stunt lightly and 'pokes' with his elbow if he doesn't allow him to escape.

"Guh!"

Even if I say poke small, elbow iron from the opponent who is traveling fast and weighs differently.

Stand promptly on both feet as you take your passive so your back doesn't get to the ground.

Still, I get shot in from the front, eating Easter's 'forward kick' in the chest.

Staying undefeated from the stage, yet many of his ribs were still broken.

"This isn't Kiri, is it?!

I'm going to punch my fist in so much fun, a silver ghost.

The silver ghost you receive, you still have to laugh.

"Nice! That's how it goes!

"What do you say, Run! I don't feel like fighting more mad warriors than I do!

"Easter! You are the Lord of the new Eckezacs!

"Kill him as you go!

As always, deaf cheers are reaching your ears.

Remember later, some words, but you should keep your mouth shut here.

I'm not an irrational curse, I'm retaliating against myself.

"It doesn't mean there's no kiri. You think I'm gonna lose, motherfucker."

"Ha ha! Kill him!"

Run, which has been on the side of the war.

Though I'm doing the right defense, I'm really losing my strength.

The big man in front of you is more genius than a run who has left his strongest wanting in his hometown.

Apparently he had a thief's head up in some mountain, but that was a convincing force.

"What's up, what's up! Isn't one fistbone enough to kill one of these little girls! You don't see that figure!

"You're kidding me! Yeah, he's dead!

No, it's also incredible for Run that this many men fit into the bandits.

Maybe he was lifting Easter that his surroundings were delicious.

There may have been a large number of cunning men using mad warriors while offering literal sacrifices.

Well, that must have been a tough one.

While I guessed so, Lan was withstanding the attack.

Still, I can afford the evil blood in me.

However, if we continue to reduce it, the runs will surely drain before Easter.

Because self-healing is what consumes the most bad blood, runs that are normal but healing injuries consume more intensely.

Of course, I take pan peaches and ginseng fruit beforehand, but there are still limits. And Run can't just take down one Easter, and he's not allowed to replenish pan peaches or anything along the way.

The foot of the run is dyeing more and more red.

The blood spilled from Run's body is flowing to the stone stage, which is crushing.

"A little girl like you is going to be on par with me, yeah?!

"There's no way we're even!

Avoid the fist you've punched in and punch a lower kick into the foot you've stepped into.

It is a blow that was originally inflicted by force, but because it was focused on the attack, it passes through with vegetables.

"Wu?!

"You're a paranoid warrior! You're nothing but a bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty beast!

Hit the bottom kick alternately from the inside, from the outside.

It was temporarily, though, taking the stomping away from Easter's body.

Of course, it's temporary.

"I'm not the enemy of the Silver Ghost Fist!

And with that temporary, it's enough.

By foot payment, Lan was letting Easter put his butt on.

"Guh!"

"Don't worry, Mad Warrior"

Of course, in an instant, the foot injury will heal.

But the fact that you're sitting on the ground doesn't change.

"Even if my little girl rolls you over, you can't lose if you put your back on it, can you?

And the fact that the standing run was looking down was also a fact that could never be overridden.

"Fuck you. Ohhhhhh!

"Come on, Mad Warrior. Think of no more flowers for you to hold!

Easter hitting hard and exploding.

Naturally, fortification by evil blood is a continuation, and even though you've lost your cool, you can't capture the run's movements.

"Die. Yes!

But Easter, with blood on his head, only thinks of killing the run.

Instead of a fist to 'hit' the run, if you hit it, you can only 'kill' the fist.

Nevertheless, the blow of a mad warrior. Its speed is unusual and its preliminary operation is extremely low.

It goes without saying that it is difficult to avoid unless it is a run of its kind.

"Sweet!"

That if there are shortcomings in strengthening bad blood, it is really easy to get dramatically high.

I'm in a state of excitement from time to time, and yet if I get furious, I keep rambling.

If the amount of bad blood is low, we can do everything we can. But the Mad Warrior lives in a vast amount of temper and blood, so he can't do anything unless there's so much left to do.

That is why it is annoying from around.

But that is also a drawback for the person in question.

If you fight in an equivalent speed range, you will be effectively hit if you are poked at the impression for even a moment.

"Gu......!

An extremely famous steeple, the Wednesday Moon. I mean, Mizo.

It is a steep point that makes the opponent temporarily breathless, but naturally an anomaly that can be recovered instantly for the Mad Warrior.

"Hmm!"

To the side of the head, a hook poke.

It is a head not protected by muscles, naturally steep.

This is also a steep point that should recover immediately.

"So no. Oh!

to the other side, an upper kick. This is also a blow to the side head.

"but......!

Easter's consciousness tries.

Of course it is only an anomaly that can be immediately restored and quickly recovered.

In the first place, if you're about to die after a blow to the steeple, the Mad Warrior is not so feared.

But the opponent, though small, is the same evil blooded genius.

In addition to the formula applied to Easter, which is unchanged from one person to another by the application of comparable enhancements, Run uses momentum.

It was even more effective than the first time, striking a broken opponent with force.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A series of attacks on defenseless opponents, carried out by those who host vast amounts of evil blood.

The biggest feature of that is that there is no beating fatigue.

That you can continue to strike a full-blown blow into an undefended opponent.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!

And above all, sadly for Easter.

In this game, the referee never stops the game.

Sometimes when a decision is made, the opponent doesn't fall.

Athletes who are winning in that case may continue to punch in unilaterally.

It can be said that it is the important role of the martial arts referee to stop it and prevent the loser from becoming completely irreversible.

But this match, killing your opponent, will never be against the rules.

strict and fair provisions, but was therefore cruel everywhere and very dangerous.

"What's up, Mad Warrior! Are you a Buddha already?!

A blow to the nose and throat. It makes breathing difficult and takes away even more of your thinking ability.

Of course, restore it immediately. But not instantly fresh oxygen runs through the brain.

I cheered.

A mad warrior who continued to carry out a onslaught is being attacked backwards by a small run.

The trump card of the Batlub defeats the mighty warrior.

"Don't lose! You can still do it!

"Step on it, do it back!

"You're a mad warrior, you'll heal soon, won't you?!

"Again, remember the attack of the run! That way, now is the time......!

The faces in the tempera were screaming.

But the decision to win has already been shot in.

"You won't hear me, but remember, Mad Warrior!

Shot in from an enhanced fist, the momentum that keeps getting shot in.

It keeps destroying Easter's gigantic body.

That means that vast, if not bottomless, evil blood continues to be consumed for recovery.

"Even if I remember it on the way to battle, it's already too late!

In Easter's life, he would never have been able to kill someone because he wanted to.

Easter, a genius, even more genius, than even Run, a genius in genius, should have been singing those days.

Because I am confident in my ability to learn and reproduce, I have never felt my limitations, and I have never had a sense of crisis or grasp.

I don't have the idea of hitting a steep spot. Because you don't have to attack the steeple to kill it.

I have no experience of being annoyed when attacked by a steeple. Because even if you get attacked by a steeple, it will heal quickly.

"Prior sense of crisis" is not nourished to come to the idea that when attacked by a steep force from the same species, it is at once convoluted and cannot be fought back or defended.

"Satisfied with the weak bully, give me something I wish I was pulling on the mountain!

When I get angry, I can't make a calm decision, when I can't make a calm decision, I get an effective hit.

I can't breathe when I get a good pigeon tail, I try to get kicked in the head hard.

Such common sense should be known before the game begins.

Remember that after the game starts, and then you win, etc., means that you don't study too much.

"I can't leave the trump card to you! Get lost!"

The opening of a silver ghost fist that blows a big man with shriveled silver hair with a forward kick.

Easter, passed out to see, rolled off the cracked stone stage and fell as-is.

"Winner, Silver Ghost Fist Run!

Easter, who met the prescribed defeat conditions, but would not be able to fight even if he continued the game.

No one disputes Eckezax's decision.

"Genius among mad warriors, unfortunately I..."

With a voice no one could hear, the run with silver hair snapped.

"I've lost before to a man stronger than you"

That was what was settled within me.

"I've only won because of my strength, there's no reason for you to beat me for wanting to lose and be strong"

It is now more than ever that strength is haunted.

There was no way Easter, who remained a Mad Warrior, could beat Run, the ancestor of the top compatible Mad Warrior, the Silver Ghost Fist.