The activation of the evil blood itself was not so difficult.

The magical initial step was to get water and fire out of your fingertips, but in the case of bad blood, activation is basic and last.

Strengthens the flesh, strengthens the senses, regenerates the ability. They activate at the same time.

In time, the effect of evil blood itself speeds up the mastery of surgery. If so, in a way, there's nothing more to teach.

"All of a sudden, you're all five successful. Same thing happened to me, but it's easy..."

"In your case, you already had mental qualities."

The five of them were currently burning their hair silver inside the dojo.

I've been sleeping in my body before, a force I didn't know how to use.

By its activation, everyone, including John, was exalted.

It is a face that was more or less fed up with the fact that magic could not be used at all.

Its own activates rare magic that can only be used because magic cannot be used.

In contrast, it wouldn't be possible to be told not to get excited.

"This is the silver ghost fist...!

"If I can control this, I...!

"Wow...... I see a lot of things well"

"Yay... Yay!

"Activation of Bad Blood......"

My first 'magic', the real feeling that I've become special.

If you add the exciting action of evil blood to it, it's not surprising that it's rampant.

"... sounds like fun"

"Just for the first time, I'll be bored soon"

"I didn't really have that kind of thing, so I'm jealous."

The two of them looking at the five that looked like fun didn't talk to them for now because they thought it was a bad idea to give them water.

If you're not gonna bust it, that's fine. Sometimes I wanted him to be as positive as possible, and he decided to give me a taste of the most enjoyable moments.

"Is it fairy art? That's tough, I can't believe I had to train for decades and centuries."

"Master Suibok used to train efficiently, too, because he went around and trained his spirit through inefficient immortal training."

"What was the result? Are you confused?"

"Yes, it's cheeky and confusing. Wait a minute..."

Look at the little paper, check it out.

"Yes, Inkflow Immortal Art, Total Military Law Absolute, Ten Bull Diagram Fig. 10 in Drop hands, self-sustaining sword Immortal, as in, is a puzzling frontier"

"It's already a hassle from the name of the move."

"That's right, I think it's okay to be in the middle of something."

It's a move that Suibok took three thousand and five hundred years to reach and teach, but as usual, his disciples are unwilling to remember his name.

Suibok himself didn't give his name properly to the mountain water in the first place, so it's natural.

It's not the name that matters, it's the spirit.

"Oh, that...?

The first time evil blood ran out and it was Arabi Agam who vanished so that his hips could fall out.

The state of excitement was solved in an instant and he was in his first state of depletion in his life.

"Ugh..."

"Ku......"

"Ha... ha..."

Then John Marci, Detran Sopede and Stemper Sopede collapsed with almost no difference.

"Oh, um...?

Still, what I could afford was the youngest casein sopede.

Apparently, the amount of bad blood is quite high.

Though not as extreme an example as Run or Masazo, he seems to be talented in a way.

"Dear Kasein, you can have it now."

"Duh, what do I do?"

"Take it easy, please"

Mountain water was analyzing the evil blood flow of casein.

And he was pointing his finger at the area that would be the steep point.

"Power."

"Wow?!

At the same time his whole body was lightly numb, the evil blood was still.

The silver hair quenches the fire and the activated brain marrow returns to its origin.

"It's okay. You can go back on your own next time."

"Oh, uh... Lord Sansui, may I, uh... are you talented?

"Yeah, the amount of bad blood is the best in the world."

Just a fact, Mountain Water compliments the boy.

I wouldn't tell a boulder to 'no, it's not a big difference compared to a run or Easter' or anything white like that.

Of course, I think the other four are 'inferior to such a child', but this is a pure number and there is no point in denial.

Number one, if you pull out the run, everyone will just snap. At least casein alone should please you.

"It's tough, but let me tell you something first"

Mountain water has already won trust from the state.

But from the five people in front of us, we do not gain direct trust.

What mountain water has to do now is first earn the trust that 'the word of mountain water is true'.

While I do not lose my courtesy, I say without hiding the words I need.

"The result now is everything. Just as magic and holy power are, the total amount born can be worked out, while there are limits. It's roughly double. Right."

To be clear, there is no narrowing of the difference in bad blood at the moment.

Everyone makes an effort, so only the difference in total quantity will never change.

"In the case of immortality, by pouring immortality into the land on a millennial basis, you can make the land itself your own flesh, but that is an exception. Just as magic does, the amount of qi and blood that resides in your body is directly linked to your ability to fight."

If you are going to live with the same type of qi blood, it is decided that more is stronger.

If this is magic, the position will change again due to the talent of the sword, etc., but in the case of bad blood, it is directly linked to the ability to fight, so if there is too much difference in the total quantity, you can't even make up for it with your physique.

"But that's not important this time. I don't want you to fight or duel, I want you to play a game."

Again, he says he doesn't want anything short-circuited like being strong or winning.

"What if they throw you in the battlefield and fight the multitude against you? What if you get stuck and you're going to fight an unexpected enemy? What if you get a blow from defenselessness and you're going to fight back from it? You don't have to think about that. With sufficient preparation, we must fight the opponents we knew in the provisions… to satisfy the audience"

The amount of bad blood is not an issue at all.

There are several things in the Arcana kingdom, such as the means to do something about it.

What matters is the game haul itself.

There are as many things you need to think about seriously as you need to mourn talent that can't be helped.

"We rent a witch's way more than a secret border. You will fight Mr. Bowbai as soon as you receive your supply from him."

Later, it was found that a rare magical user whose existence was not known to be widespread in this country was coming to the land.

(Boulders! I can't believe you borrowed a rare magic user from a secret place where you don't know if it's an underground world!

Stempers get excited as they weaken.

I'm more excited about the man's connections in front of me than about the bad blood, etc.

(The best treasure maker in the world, the Great Heavenly Dog! A hell of a man who can make anything a magic tool! If you can get close!

And on the other hand.

"Dear Detran,"

"... Yes"

"If you don't mind, I'd like you to fight for me."

"Okay!

In his heart, he won't have to talk about it.

Approximately ten or so users of witchcraft entered the dojo to provide supplies to Detran and Bowbay.

That alone, both Detran and Bowbai were recovering their bad blood in an instant.

More than full of qi and blood, Detran was enriched because he understood he was expected.

I had also forgotten about the four people I was touring, or being vastly inferior to Casein with bad blood.

(Lose and deserve the game...... I'm not willing to get out of hand, but being organized that game proves I'm mentally inflexible!

Assuming John is suddenly fought and beaten, that's the only way he can escape through the rampage.

There is a degree of trust that losing won't snap. I was just so happy with that.

(Do the number, hit the wall, borrow your breasts on the grid...... well the opponent is a success in every sense!

I was not mistaken to say that Bowbai has prospects.

Detran was very positive against games that were certain to lose, or were taken for granted by losing.

I don't have that kind of backwards feeling that I'm being insulted or that I'm supposed to be weak.

In a sense, it can be said that we are already in an appropriate mental state.

Seeing that look on his face, Bowbai was sure his prospects weren't wrong.

He's fine in front of me, almost certainly a success story.

(Problem is, the other four)

As Stemper said, all five people participating in this attempt are neither competitors nor competitors. They are all colleagues who aspire to success.

Nevertheless, I want everyone to succeed as a position to coach.

Regardless of whether silver ghost fists are popular or not, I want the five of you in front of me to have a bright future.

(Well, that also means you're a martial arts guide)

Explore the right way to teach. It is also the role of a mentor.

Special, it doesn't mean I've been pushed to do a different job than before.

"Ha!

Get in the mood. Detran was using the power he had just gained to fist Bowbai.

I'm not that good at bareback moves, but I'll be a touchstone, including that.

A head that gets excited and hot in a double sense.

But on the other hand, there was still reason to wait for the game to begin.

(Oh, you've got a lot on your mind already. You bet, but you're calmer than your old run)

(Don't talk fast and help, I really like Suzi)

Just that, the two people who coached me were impressed.

I'm not talking about getting hot, I'm sticking to the rules in the heat.

It's like half-successful at the time it's done.

Perhaps the other four will need considerable time to get here as well.

Nevertheless, the first half (...) from here is not easy.

"Well, go ahead."

"Ha!"

Detran had already figured out how strong he was when he moved out.

I'm not simply accelerating, my senses are in time in that speed.

My hands and feet are too fast and I can't catch up with my head.

On top of that, it looks good around.

I see them, and I know my body.

The joints of the whole body, the muscles, are all conscious.

Tensioning or relaxing muscles that change visibly in motion.

That's what I can be sure of, not with reason, but with feeling.

The moment I took it just a step ago, I was getting the same optimized behavior as Mountain Water and Swivok.

That's something only mountain waters and bowbays know though.

The only four people watching are just puzzled by the fact that Detran, who should have activated the evil blood just now, is already getting a rate similar to Easter.

"Ooh!"

Wave your fist.

In one of those movements, joint drives to maximize fist speed, weight movement, etc. are modified in an instant.

He easily releases the attack of dying in one blow.

If you hit it, you'll die, while you're impressed with yourself for being able to shoot that attack.

"Huh."

Bowbai handled it lightly.

Avoid Detran's fist as he remembers when Run and Mountain Water once fought.

Nothing, first the speed is equal, the senses are equal, and the first blow.

No matter how optimized you say it is, it's just between the constant masters, and the other guy suddenly punches his fist in with all his might without thinking about it later.

It was an awkward attack, even in a master's move.

That's why when you get dodged, you're in a state of distress in an instant.

Detran's brain was in a hurry at once because he had been dodged a major swing.

(Am I stupid?! Why did you go in there all of a sudden without a traction?! Were you going to borrow your chest because they are superior?! No, this is the exciting effect of bad blood!

If your opponent is activating bad blood as well, there is no way you can miss this gap.

That's what I thought. Detran ate his teeth and was ready for the pain.

(Strike your head and cut your consciousness with one blow?! Or a series of attacks from collapse?! No, and the possibility of momentum!?

Detran who had already given up dodging, but the hand Bowbai struck against it.

(Huh?!

Shoulder watermark, I just took the time wide.

I didn't step back a lot and dodge, I dodged one end and then I slowly stepped back in front of Detran, full of gaps.

But all I found out was the face of the witch path and the mountain water.

The four people on tour only looked like Detran attacked at high speed and Bowbai backed down and avoided it.

"Don't hesitate, Master Detran"

Whether you stun them with a single blow or knock them into a series of attacks, you don't know what happened to the 'customers' you're touring.

Ending the battle in an instant doesn't teach you any lesson. We don't need to knock them down now. Instead, we shouldn't knock them down now.

I know the reason. But as a single boy, I got angry that I was being left clueless.

"... I see, I'm getting annoyed"