Defeat with one blow. Well, that's something you can't do unless you're strong.
Defeat in an instant. Well, that's something you can't do unless you're strong.
Defeat without letting them defend you. Well, that's something you can't do unless you're strong.
Defeat without letting them attack. Well, that's something you can't do unless you're strong.
The question is, is that 'the aim is to defeat the enemy' or 'to please the audience'?
Naturally, the mountain waters were not very good at fighting to please the audience.
No offense, no defense, no playback, no agility. It was often said that the shrinkage and qigong swords, the period when only motivation and light body strength could be used, i.e. when only minimal fairy arts were mastered but therefore 'tactics' were extremely limited, were plain.
Of course it was plain but it was the strongest, but it didn't do what it wanted.
Bowbai is a completed success story, although the amount of bad blood is scarce.
In this situation where the amount of bad blood is irrelevant, there is no reason anywhere to lose to beginners who have just learned bad blood.
This is only archaeology, which is why we teach the 'game' of evil blood.
"Rest assured, Master Detran"
It can operate optimally.
High performance of the flesh.
The injury heals.
Don't mistake me for being the strongest to that extent.
Instead of being comparable to trump cards, even mountain water students are not far off.
"I'm much stronger than you think."
A student who admitted that mountain water had reached a certain stage, a man who is still recognized as a martial arts guide.
Bowbai was sitting back exactly as a finished example to aim for.
"Please try everything you can"
I just avoided it, I just rearranged it.
Detran was pleased with Bowbai for showing off his differences in character just that.
"It has to be like this......!
Mountain water students appreciated by the public. That they are, really strong.
In addition to the exciting action of evil blood, the natural temperament exalts the chest.
(How do we attack? Towing, or targeting the void? Anyway, it moves here!
If you put weight in your fist, it will increase in power.
If the fist gets heavier, it will also be stronger against the force from the side, making it harder to distract.
On the other hand, it is unsuitable for a series of attacks.
Though it can be faster, if the opponent is also faster, it is no different than just fighting.
"Ooh!"
A mild attack to hit, difficult to avoid. Detran had chosen a continuous attack by fist.
In doing so, Bowbai carefully defends himself. With his fist in his arms, he avoids attacking the steeple.
Naturally, the steppers are watching the attack.
See up close, the battle between those who are expressing evil blood.
That was exactly what was going on in plain sight for the four amateurs as well.
Detran's fast blow as it disappears has all been taken by Bowbai as well.
I don't think the human body is bumping into each other. The sound echoes in the dojo, and it continues in a time not too short.
On the other hand, there was a clear difference in expression.
Obviously there is room for a bow by and not for the look on Detran's face.
It's something I can tell because it's close range, but I'm obviously looking to get annoyed.
During the offense, Bowbai slightly bent his knee.
On top of that, my jaw was exposed.
(Shima......!
A blatant invitation without this. Nevertheless, Detran, who was frustrated by a bow-bye that would not collapse after any time, tried to put a blow in there.
Contrary to consciousness, Detran's fist, which thrust in optimal motion, had reached Bowbai's cheek.
And naturally Bowbai deals with it.
(Huh?!
What I did was simple, just turn my neck.
It was slightly off the beating point and beautifully mitigated the attack.
Only a moment of miracle, only mountain water and detran saw it.
But the attack at the next moment was obvious to everyone.
Bowbai's fist captures Detran's jaw.
Exactly, it was a beautiful attack.
It captures a complete gap, a blow whose power pushes it through to the brain.
It wasn't just crushing his jaw, it was raising Detran's entire body as if it were a joke.
"Wow!
"Hino!
"Hey!"
"Ahhh......!
Detran, who was unilaterally attacking, dances the universe with a Bowbai counterattack.
That's all the four of us figured out. There's no way we can figure out what kind of rush there actually is and whether Detran was outdone or not.
But it's not important there. The certainty is that Detran attacked at a rate beyond what was known and Bowbai fought back and defeated it after receiving it.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Witch Road people. Finish the supply as soon as Mr. Bowbai has been treated."
Mountain water had marked the end of the game.
Fighting any more is what doesn't hold the face of witchcraft.
The training of bad blood is difficult to add or subtract, so we needed to work out a plan in the long run.
Even in that sense, I guess the practice environment is difficult.
With that in mind, the mountain water walked over to Detran, lying between the boards, taking his hand and letting him stand.
"How was it, Silver Ghost Fist?"
"... Awesome"
"Really?"
The mountain water was relieved to see Detran impressed.
After all, he's the only one, sure.
He had already positioned himself in the strongest position he should aim for a silver ghost fist.
Then I'm not anxious about anything.
"Lord Bowbai, you did a great job."
"No, you can't lose if you're just expressing bad blood for the first time."
Detran pays tribute to Bowbay.
They were showing us what it would take if both of them made high-speed, optimized moves to fight.
"And, well... I'm finally a little happy to show off my silver ghost fist"
"Really?
"Yeah, it's rare that someone needs a silver ghost fist."
Again, lecture before the five.
As Lan showed strength, Bowbai was also showing everyone his instrumentality as an advanced.
If you do poorly, Bowbai will explain in a situation that is more respectful than mountain waters.
"Let's assume that you all fight the Kingsguards one-on-one right now. If you haven't hardened your whole body with armor, you can defeat it in an instant."
Of course, this is a slightly skewed assumption.
Without such an overly advantageous premise that the opponent is not wearing protective equipment, that the opponent is not eating ginseng fruit, or, more importantly, is close to making an agreement, it will not be established.
"I can move fast, I have strong powers, I can unconsciously do my master's movements, I have excellent sensations. And that's all they're good for."
To put it to the extreme, it's like fighting a stopped opponent.
If this one can move five or six times while the opponent is moving once, there is nowhere to be a battle element.
Still, a wizard still has eyes. If you're going to fight in broad time, it's because you can burn out wide ranges in one go while the Silver Ghost Fist user moves six degrees to fill the time.
But when it comes to fighting, there are very few things we can stick together.
"I'll hit you close, this is all I can win. Really, that's enough."
If we can move fast, we can make it.
If the other person is human, it's still excessive.
Besides that, it has optimal operation and playback capability, so there's almost no problem with the population being the other person.
"There, you don't need technology"
The five of you breathed.
Regardless if the divine descent is around the common Majan, near this Arcana kingdom, it has too much power for the human opponent.
It's strong enough already. As long as you're running away from the face that can be considered an exception, no one can defeat the five one-on-one. If you can't beat most opponents one-on-one, that would be the strongest enough.
"Then why was a silver ghost fist born? That's for one thing, to fight opponents who can't win."
The five look at the mountain waters.
of ourselves at the moment, fully superior compatible.
If you fight normally, you'll never run out of bad blood, Mad Warrior Run.
The most powerful man who caught up to that girlfriend, in front of the public, beating down the beating and crying to give it away.
No matter how violent anyone is on this scene, I can contain them without even hurting them.
Everyone believes and does not doubt it, the strongest sword saint.
"If you poke me,"
Bowbai showed everyone his clenched fist.
"Silver Ghost Fist is created to burn evil blood and beat an unbeatable opponent."
I haven't seen him since the beginning, such as a natural opponent who can win.
For the weak bully, you don't need a fist technique or anything.
To challenge the stronger (...), Fist is born.
"In that sense, it's so much easier to get thrown into the battlefield and kill your enemies. You can do it now, as long as you can secure the amount of bad blood."
Weak enemies, becoming more or less human beings in this world, can win at this point already.
But that's only the starting point, learning from here means challenging the strong, though natural.
That would also be fundamental to martial arts.
"But that doesn't make me any different than a fool who's spraying the magic of fire all around me. You have to prove in that game the 'Silver Ghost Fist' that I just showed you"
Casein and Arabi, whose eyes were shining, were remembering.
In that game, about the strongest trump card ever wrapped in a drink.
He overwhelmed himself with an overwhelming and overwhelming enemy.
"Specifically, we take avoidable attacks without avoiding them. Do not defeat an opponent with one blow at a time, one blow at a time. After showing how strong they are, they show that they are stronger. I don't do my best to win, I do my best to compare. It is the purpose of this time that we should be able to practice such practices without causation."
In the text, it is a difficult story.
Stempers and the like are positive (if that's the goal, we need to be able to do it), but does John have to (think a lot and feel the pain I give you?!).
Needless to say that John is common sense, in this case he had to give up because there was no escape route.
"... well, naturally, I think a lot of people don't like it"
Bowbai dares to express, I think, a lot.
In fact, I'm more of a minority of people who don't like it, but I feel sorry for John too much when I say that.
"Needless to say... it wasn't, I told you, Silver Ghost Fist is very dangerous. If something you can handle spreads maliciously, it won't be a lot of things. That's why the people up there only want to hold someone they can trust. That's why..."
Prepare clear bait for that John.
"You are supposed to be able to offer rewards to the extent you are allowed!
I can't hire a lot of people, I can't teach many people, that's why I can promise you benefits.
To the extent that it can be applied to a minority, it is permissible to assume substantial remuneration.
"Mr. Sansui."
"... Yes, you're right. There are limits, of course, but I don't cut empty bills. If you talk to me in advance, I will answer you, and I will try my best to meet your expectations."
Mountain water says that word. Its meaning is extremely great.
For Stemper and Detran, the very words I was rightly hoping for.
Mountain water can pass all kinds of endurance if you want to, but it doesn't bother you first.
It is the only connection with the secret borders and the Great Eight States, and naturally can be negotiated directly with the leading players in the land.
In addition, the Great Eight States and the Secret Border are opponents of Arcana who, like in Tempera and the Kingdom of Majan, do not rise their heads.
You can't yell out loud at Arcana for flushing prohibited products.
But still, mountain waters obey the laws of Arcana in discipline.
Until then, if Arcana says no, I am not particularly unwilling to be impotent.
That's why they trust me, but on the contrary, there was a chance they wouldn't listen to the demands from the students.
That's not the case this time.
Of course, it is essentially the leading Sopeds who bear the burden, but the mountain water directly asks the Great Immortal and the Great Ten Dog, which will solve it quickly.
Detran is simpler. Because there is no reason not to be allowed, such as a grief to become a disciple of mountain water.
John at heart was somewhat dissatisfied when he heard that. Instead, I was desperate to read in depth that I wanted to succeed in this exam that far.
If you fail only yourself under all these favorable conditions, there is only a dark future, even if you never die.
Seeing that look on his face, he was convinced of both the mountain waters and the bowbay.
Because, in a sense, it is a common sense reaction.
(Well, you don't want to be that successful. Hey, some guys don't gut if they're born good)
(It's a big difference to see and do... suddenly you don't want to be told to hit each other because you're talented, normal)
Nevertheless, both sides still have to do their utmost.
Even though the other five were born upstream or middle-class, most of the wishes are said by the people above.
There's nothing you can do about this if you say you don't like the people down there.
"Oh hon. Anyway, I mean, full training starts tomorrow. So..."
Even now, mountain waters are noble.
Since the mountain waters welcome five people, including the upper-class humans, I must say a proper greeting.
A proper greeting in this case means introducing the family we live with.
"Both of you, come in."
"… it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Blois Silochro"
"Hi, it's Rain Silochro."
And now, though.
Originally, Rain was born unexpectedly, in good nutritional condition, and with a sense of elegance.
Blah, she was a beautiful girl.