Yul managed to stop.

I was fortunate that the "momentum to come forward" was strong.

Even though they took the back, the second dozen went shallow.

I can't stay that way, so I'm going to look back somehow Yul.

The opponent was on his way to Yul again.

"When it comes to a slow game, the difference between stature and muscle strength sounds.

Sensei Mashimura speaks as if she were going to tell her surroundings.

"But neither are you, Yul.

The old master narrowed his eyes.

And Yul, who was once struck, thought he might flinch, and went forward without punishment.

Also, it developed similarly.

The double-whipper jumps into Yul's right hand side with an axe and swings one whip as he rushes through.

Neither is Yul a fool who treads the exact same.

The axe-waving track had been changed from vertical to horizontal rotation.

If you can give it a blow, it's Yul's win.

Still, the opponent wiggles the axe.

Once again, the blow of the whip is decided.

Yul was taking it in the "protective area".

Whiplash damage, which is a blowing weapon, sounds all the way into the armor, though.

Still, they're trained in archery between heavy axe users with a blow, it's Yul.

He looks as if nothing happened.

I didn't have to lose my posture, so I didn't even eat the chase.

"It's the same development as your game with Senior Hilo.

Sarah was talking to Dr. Reinen.

"If even a single blow can be decided, it would be a lot different. They cut me off, they send me away. Instead of sending him away, he steps in.

"Right. There may be similarities to the use of swordsmanship.

The third was the same development.

Yul's axe is enough to plunder his opponent.

But it doesn't hit, and it takes another blow.

"The instructions in the second are accurate. That's a user, isn't it?

"General Umaya is the leader of the double whip.

Everyone peeks into the brochure once again into the words of Dr. Maki and Sarah.

The second name is Shereen (abbreviated) Umaya.

And the name of the player is Latifah (abbreviated) Umaya.

They say they're sisters.

Shereen Umaya under her eyes, looks like her mid-twenties.

"For a general, aren't you young?

I tried to tell you, I noticed.

Come to think of it, even Master Alex, was 25.

"The Umaya family is a royal family who has descended to the throne.

Fritz explained it to me.

Well, then, even if you're born early because of your high level of personality, naturally.

And before this one asked, Fritz added a further explanation.

"As for my original personality, I'm higher than the Beckenbauer family. As we entered the military side, it would be equivalent or somewhat lower in rank.

Hmm. But an earlier mouthful.

Looks like the best person you know about the Umaya sisters is Sarah.

"Do you know Sarah?

"Yeah well... at the end of the royalty. Seniors Ethan, Raina and Philia should also be familiar......

If you are highly qualified, do you mean there is interaction?

But I have a bad tooth cut.

"Hiro is impudent again. If you turn your back on that question, Sarah's in trouble! Don't make the lady look like that!

"Mr. Raina, because Mr. Hiro is a family member of the Goddess of Curiosity. Give it up.... Hiro, being a royal but military official is a weak faction, if you say it without words.

"Filia. That is to say, rebelling against the Mel family, the largest faction in the Far East. Small and weak, we are close to the Meadier family. And is that a good thing?

So I guess I didn't even see it in the exercise during this time.

"And if you look at it as a weak faction, it means that you're not close to the undesirable civilian twa either.... Hiro, if you want me to say it without clothes on my teeth.

"I was frightened. You're not going to be rude until Ethan!

"So, Tachibana, especially His Excellency the Count, said he hated military personnel in the first place.

"Senior Hiro, would you like to introduce me to your friends in glasses as a staff member?

While the nobles engage in such conversation.

Magnum, the new hero of the common man, was groaning.

"Royalty is going to martial arts tournaments as an athlete. Plus, that light outfit that doesn't fear injury. Plus, you're a girl, right?... Oh, no, in this way, the girls at school might rebel.... Anyway, I think it's splendid.

"Yes, Magnum. Here comes the nobleman. He's going to take the lead and face the difficulties, blue blood.

Snook's words, for some reason, boast.

Fritz looked down.

Proud snook and embarrassing frizz.

"Right" as a nobleman (?) Which one is it?

A few more matches.

Not necessarily rushing through, Latifah Umaya was always challenging the battle, on Yul's right-hand side, near the axe.

And each time, even if the damage is small, it definitely keeps taking a blow.

The audience is enthusiastic about the resolute and pathetic look of it.

Looks like Yul is starting to accumulate damage as well.

In particular, a few shots were decided on the leg, which is working.

It makes sense to aim for the ankle of a physically fit opponent.

If the instructions of the loud scene are brilliant, so is Latifah's arm to try to accomplish it.

Looks a little dull, too, Yul's move.

Still, I won't stop coming forward.

Run again, Latifah.

Can't afford to put a blow in the axe at last? Yul shrunk his right arm once he shook it up.

Drop your posture slightly, with your right arm, and take the whip.

On a dozen dozen dozen, Yul removed the axe.

"Ever. Looks like you're past your mark. Even if we compete a few more games, the reversal is no good.

Everyone thought so.

but the eyes of the old teacher and the two teachers were different.

"Whew!"

To that voice, stare at the match venue.

A seconded scene held his head.

Yul with the axe released from his right hand.

The shield on his left hand was accompanied by its right hand, swirling to his left with all his might.

Latifah was shaking up a whip on his left hand in an attempt to add a pursuit.

High posture.

There, the shield slap is punched in.

A luxurious body, okay.

"After all, is it hard for the person to do it?

Old Master Li's, idyllic voice.

"If that attitude, that physique, it should be blowing you away, Hiro.

Dr. Linen explained it to me.

"The moment you hit me, you were out of strength. That mind... you know exactly what I mean?

Did you also have a concussion or did you come to your legs?

Sister Shereen was throwing a towel at Latifah's feet as she fluttered but tried to take the stand.

The audience applauds Latifah in vain.

Exactly, there was no one who would let Yul take the blame.

To that fact, I lay down my chest.

Finals.

The opponent was a heavily armed night.

The armor is luxurious, with a sense of patterned beauty.

It was an orthodox night, similar to the third round.

But that look, I've seen it somewhere.

I checked the brochure and accidentally raised my voice.

Antonio Saccheri.

He was a lost player in Game 5 last year after a spectacular beating with Ethan.

I didn't realize it right away because it was getting bigger around me.

"I beat Ethan to death, is that him?

The tone of Magnum was not disdainful or disdainful.

It is Magnum's unique empathy, which continues to be challenged from time to time.

"A year, it would have been hard.

Ethan was the youngest player last year.

Compared to Antonio, it was also small.

He lay low on the spot, but being the heir of the Dexter family was also quickly elusive.

A knight of the same style, but beaten to the youngest and smallest (in comparison to Antonio) civilian.

Antonio's humiliation, is that all?

It is true that there was a difference in accumulated damage, but that would not have lightened his mind.

Still not rotten, keep working out for a year.

Again, now he's won the finals.

Antonio's gear coming to the finals stands alongside "Shield on a one-handed sword" and is considered the most authentic style for a night. That is, it was a "two-handed mace".

The opposing Yul is also an authentic style of Knight with an axe, a bi-handed war axe.

Both slowly step into the venue.

And then the game started.

Half the audience knew who Antonio was.

The game was unfolding, everyone, readable.

Ancient, itchy dueling style that stops at the feet and alternately puts one blow at a time.

Only take each other. I won't.

It will be the most spectacular development.

Antonio tried to express himself.

Last year, he boasted of his strength and strength, which he could not demonstrate, his natural stubbornness.

Yul also responded.

It wasn't a leg-moving game, but the feelings kept coming forward. I didn't pull it off.

He showed the strength of the axman and the tenacity of his forged body.

Same as last year.

A beating that could end whenever.

All you hear in the venue is the alternating dull hitting sound and the breathing sound that leaks out of your lungs.

Moreover, both the main actors in the beating are the owners of more than last year's stature.

How many shots would have been beaten?

It was still the difference in wear and tear that determined the game.

quarterfinals and semifinals, and Yul has continued to take damage.

Antonio, on the other hand, was winning less based on last year's reflections.

Yul falls behind.

Due to the sparse game, the presiding judge had refrained right next to the player.

The presiding judge rushes in, breaking it down, not punching it in the back of the head, supporting it.

TKO.

Yul's summer is over.