Along with Marine's signal, gays fleshed out to Nagare.
This speed, boulder b-rank superior, and Nagare loosened her mouth just a little bit.
Whatever you say, you've come to a different world around the corner, but you've never been very satisfied with Nagare before.
Therefore, the fight against the powerful for a long time exalted Nagare's feelings.
"I'm coming!
Screaming, the hammer that was at some point gripped in the gay hand is shaken up.
(Is it a strike weapon? But the pattern is still short......)
Nagare also understood that it was the battlehammer that was being held in gay hands.
And the pattern is still large but short when the part of the head is done.
Because humans in this world are not familiar with long-held weapons.
He also said that only spears dedicated to spikes are used as long patterns.
But that's why this gay guy didn't treat his scores like he did when he was in Bair.
Sure, the pattern is short, but the gay flesh is soft against appearance.
A gesture that utilizes its flexibility is enough to convey its power to the core.
"Huh!
Replacing the man's sole from the Oneh word, a blow that simultaneously gave him momentum hit the flank of Nagare.
The peach I was looking at screams.
"Hey! You're too gay!
Marine shouted together. In its sight, the figure of Nagare dancing through the universe.
But - Nagare spins with Kurli and decides to land brilliantly.
"Hey! Nagare, are you okay?
"Yeah, I'm fine. That's about it."
Her face filled with surprise when Marine unexpectedly asked whether Nagare was cheap or not, but replied with a cool face.
"... it hurts a little, you know!
And plunged into the placid Nagare, a further blow to the gay.
Shaking down Nagare's shoulder gavel from the diagonal top, it also strikes without precipitation, but Nagare's shoulder shrugged and lowered, thinking that the heavens and earth were still flat on the earth as they turned and showed lateral rotation.
"Sounds like we're gonna do a little bit!
From there, the ramblings by the more intense gay hammers persist.
But all the attacks have hit Nagare, but no matter how much they hit, Nagare won't give in to the ground, and besides, I don't feel damaged at all.
"What the hell is going on?"
Gay stared at Nagare as she breathed on her shoulder.
Unlike at the beginning of the exam, the light that dwells in its eyes also dwells close to the intention to kill, but at the same time the expression also felt confused.
But that won't help either. You must have already noticed that you are gay.
How much you attack is like pushing your arm against a warm curtain, and yes, it doesn't convey the feeling of a blow to his hand at all.
It feels as if you continue to fight an air opponent, and thus also increases the fatigue that accumulates in your body.
"Totally, I've been doing exam officer work for a long time, but I've never done anything like this before. But that's why I'm a little excited. Wow."
"Really, but I'm just a little sorry. I thought I'd enjoy it a little more..."
Nagare dropped her eyebrows and told the gay with sincere regret.
To the words, gays stick their consternation to their faces.
"No, I've been licked for a long time..."
"No, your talent feels great. I should say boulder b-rank superior. But there's a lot of waste in the movement. And you rely too much on muscles. Because of this, there are many things that are big and easy to understand in your hand. Corner, that's all flexible bodies are there, so why don't you take advantage of that property a little more?
Nagare has no particular offense, and she's not going to be fooling around with her opponent.
I'm only saying it with kindness, but I guess it felt like even a little fool to gay people.
Blue muscles float all over his face, rippling with pixie.
"Hey, hey, gay! Don't forget this is an exam!
"I know, Marine. It's all right. It's just that a little education is needed for a petty rookie."
I don't feel very calm from gays who say it with a pulled smile.
"Hmm, apparently you have a little bit of a brittle spot in the mental part. You don't have any body, you're talented at the corner - you don't have a choice, do you want me to give you a little archery?"
"I'm not missing it. - Whoa!
Without precautions, a cut gay finally popped up in a momentum rushing through angry hair to Nagare, who repeated what he did not think was the very side to be tested.
Then he waves a hammer toward Nagare, but is struck by a horizontal giraffe. Now he recieves it with his hands and takes the gay back as he flips.
"You just did, didn't you? The shake is too big. It would be more effective for you to open up your power more compactly, at the moment of impact."
"Holy shit!
"I'm not using my hips. You're just gonna hurt your back, aren't you? And you'd better use your knees softer."
"So!"
"You've seen your opponent too much at the moment of the attack. You don't see the whole thing as much as you can, so you lose sight of them."
"What the hell, you!
"You're getting much better. But it doesn't seem to have a little bit of endurance. It's a breathing problem, a little more..."
"Hey, come on! Do you know that? I'm the examiner!
I wiped my jaw with my left hand, and it was finally the gay man who shouted at me like that that that I couldn't stand.
Then Nagare said, oh, and a word.
"Sorry, I had a habit when I was a teacher. Before I became an adventurer, I was also in a position to teach people."
Gay rounded those eyes to Nagare's explanation.
Whatever it may be from his perspective, Nagareth is still fifteen or so young men there.
I proclaim that I teach people in spite of that, I guess I can't help but doubt my ears.
"But you are a rough sharpener, but the muscles are still good. It's been a lot better in the last few moments."
"... thank you"
Gays return words with a busty look.
But it was gay to be told so far by a man far younger than himself (from his point of view), but at the same time thankful.
In any case, all the advice Nagare had conveyed to gays during this exam was appropriate, and because of it, it was true that gays felt that their movements were getting better on their skin.
Gays, to tell the truth, were feeling limited by the recent rise in levels here.
This is also a wall that stands in the way of anyone if they are human beings in this world.
Levels are not given to everyone in equal parts. Some people will stop growing at level 20, while others will still improve even up to 200.
The fact that gays were able to become B-ranked superiors is, of course, due in large part to the fact that their levels have risen so high.
That would seem terribly envious from the bottom adventurer.
But he had his own troubles. Being a top-notch adventurer you can't outdo, that's the level wall you need to make a name for yourself in Class A S.
I have worked hard with him to get over it. I don't know how many times I've challenged someone stronger than myself to death.
But still, it didn't work out. No matter how many powerful enemies you defeated or muscled, you couldn't find a way to break the limits.
But now, just for a short time with this Nagare, yes, despite all that, he was able to feel a crack in the wall he had ever felt.
And - naturally all these circumstances were also being nursed by Nagare at the time he took his first blow.
That is why he did not dare to set it up from himself, but devoted himself to reciprocating his attacks, attracting differences in strength, before switching to archery.
Nagare is a man who, of course, dreams of fighting powerful enemies he has yet to see, but at the same time is pleased to nurture them if they are talented.
And gays had enough of that talent. I felt it was a wall to the point where it collapsed and collapsed due to trivial triggers.
I'm sure through this battle he will lift himself up to further heights.
"... Well, by the way, what shall we do with the exam?
After some silence with each other, Nagare asked the gay.
At any rate, this is originally a test to determine whether Nagare qualifies as a Class B.
"... well, we can't just admit you like this."
"... Really?"
"Yeah, 'cause you just took it and you didn't blame it once. I'd like to see your blame too. Otherwise, promotion would be very unacceptable."
"... is it my fault? It feels dirty, and it feels so tough."
"Oh my God, is this an exam?
As Peach and Marine watched with some chilling eyes - the gay finally moved.
"Come on! Show me your blame, and let me pass away!"
A gay hammer that jumped into position to capture Nagare jumps up its jaw hanging.
But Nagare looked calm and put her hands on the head.
"So! Just take it, huh?
At that moment when Nagare's body rose and plugged to the apex, his body spun around and vertically.
It was like the momentum of a rough carriage wheel, and the hand remained firmly in touch with the head, involving the gay giant in its rotation.
Yes, Nagare took a complete view of the target's attack trajectory and, having fully mastered the flow of force, flushed it with a quiet mind, reversing the force and beating his heightened mind there between moments and bouncing the shock.
"Ghah!"
The moment - a groan leaks from his mouth slammed against the ceiling.
Though suppressed for once, it is such a shock that its body is buried in the ceiling. The damage would be considerable.
Stone pieces are falling apart from the ceiling.
But...
"Pfft, it worked, it's already going to pass. But I'm willing to be an exam officer and a B-rank superior! At least about a blow, I'll have to let you decide!
At that moment - the gay struggle exploded.
"Hey, wait a minute! Gay, whatever that move--"
"Now take it! This gay maxim's biggest skill!
Marine screams desperately to stop his act, but the hour is already late, pulling the buried body off the ceiling, kicking it in the stream, and plummeting toward Nagare with one hammer in his hand - and.
"Beautiful Stone Flower Dangerous!"
Scream out the name of the move and at the same time slap the hammer towards the earth, not Nagare.
At that moment, the floor of the test site stretched radially, and sharp rock petals bloomed around it, I wondered.
It is certainly like a petal, but it is also like a spear.
Either way, if you ate properly, it was a desperate blow to wind holes all over your body.
Well, if it was meant to be...
"I see. No, I'm a little surprised by this. A simultaneous attack from the top and from the bottom - brilliant."
Gay eyes open to surprise. That voice of Nagare was pouring out of his head.
And naturally, Nagare doesn't look like she suffered one wound.
Whatever it was, Nagare was riding ahead of her nails with an extra look on that sharp petal she poked up.
"... hehe, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! All right, all right. All right. Lost, my defeat, I have to admit it to the boulders. The winner is Nagare, you..."
And after a laugh, Gay finally admitted his defeat - Nagare's exam came to an end...