The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"... Ku, it's humiliating!

Elmar screamed.

For a young girl, the power is inside, and the appearance of the blues floating and pimpling in Cricket Valley is clearly visible to her indignation.

"The concubine is the head of the proud battle nation Elf! In spite of that, you said 20% against this concubine? There's more to ridicule than that!

A burning flame rises in those golden eyes.

And the golden aura overflowing was certainly unparalleled and powerful.

"... well, it certainly didn't seem like a story, paranoia, etc. that up until earlier it was half the strength"

"Naturally - in this case, your concubine will also show you 100% power out of 100%!

"Ko, this spiritual power, indeed, Master Elmar is serious - you shouldn't! Everyone, please get away from here now! You'll get caught up in this!

"Well, you're back in tune! What are you gonna do?

"I am - the proximity of Master Elmar. You can't just run away in here."

"... Elchas -"

"Besides... don't let such a cute child go ~"

"No, you're the real deal..."

It was a peach where the emotions that were about to be reviewed seemed to be foggy at once.

"Look, something's not shaking worse than just now. This?

"Hii, no, no! It's a natural mutation. - Whoa! He's gonna die. Uh-huh!

…………

"It's the end of the world! Come on, we have to get out of here!"

And there was a strong swing that was clearly different from earlier, and the boulder oak panicked.

Buhee! Buhee! and a rough nose.

"Eh! Shut up! I don't know if it's herbivorous, but Nagare's working hard for you, so trust me and take a good look!

But for such an oak, Peach pointed his eyes and yelled up.

An incomprehensible oak of humanities, but I stopped moving perfectly if I was drunk by the atmosphere.

"... Dear Peach"

"Heh, heh! I won't let you dress up alone. And you said that earlier, didn't you? I believe in Nagare!

With his arms together and his cheeks dyed in a peachy color, Peach turned Nagare's strong thoughts into words as they were.

Orc, who was in a panic next door, is now turning again to the battle between Nagare and Elmar.

And...

"Put everything on this blow. Lord, even if you die, don't resent me."

From the light that dwelt in the eyes of the young girl, the readiness seeped out.

The air tends to stick to a serious face that is unparalleled before.

And - that's when the shake subsided, Elmar threw a nagare-style grave.

"It's bad for the Lord who devised it, but the concubine doesn't need it anymore."

"I don't mind. More than that, I'm looking forward to seeing what you can do."

…………

Silence. Loss of mouth, dwelling in eyes, eyes of determination. The killing spirit of living is real. Meditate and mumble something.

At that moment, it changes to Elmar's right arm.

Expansion - My arms enlarged tens of times at once at an overwhelming rate.

The appearance is like that of a giant - it is, at first glance, the momentum she had shown earlier, which also seems to be an enhancement of muscle strength by the Spirit of the earth.

But no. That was obviously not by the flesh. The same is true of the part of the earth that is the power of the Spirit, but not of the muscles, but of the surrounding soil gathered together, and it was steeled by higher heat, and it was wrapped around Elmar's right arm.

And that doesn't end there. Now the golden oxen eroded into the arms of steel that swelled up into Elmar's bread, and the muscular sole began to ripple like a blood vessel.

The myriad stretches of golden twilight across his fist and his gigantic arms emit a golden glow all around him.

"... what could that be? The boulders aren't what they used to be."

"Yes, Master Elmar definitely means it. There is a massive amount of spiritual power in that fist. The creation of fists by earthen spirits, and hardening by fire spirits. The Spirit of the tree makes you crawl and make your fists tough. And that golden light is still by the Spirit of Light, too. It allows the speed of light to enter, and it also increases its power at the bottom."

An elf is a species that originally admires the Spirit and is admired by the Spirit.

We may say that we are in a coexisting relationship where we cooperate with each other.

But still, no matter how many elves, there is about one kind of spirits that can be handled at a time, if normal.

There are rarely even things that can handle the two types at the same time.

But the boulder is the head of the inner circle, also known as the only fighting nation of the Elves.

By becoming a complete body, He made the forces of fire, the earth, the trees, and the light, four kinds of spirits in total, gather in their right arms.

And naturally a blow that gathered so many spirits, its power is immeasurable.

"... as the chief ruler of the elves in my midst, and as a parent (...), you can't lose this battle! This is what my concubine is all about! Spiritual (Elemental) Combat (Battle Style) Ultimate Deep (Special Arts) Golden (Golden) Giant Fist of the Tree Land (Gaia Titan Blow)!"

The moment - a special attack unleashed over the jumping Elmar was shot down at Nagare.

The blow emitted at the speed of light produced intense shock waves and overwhelming violence spread all around.

Peaches, elusives, and orcs are desperate not to be blown away.

The fist landed in Nagare's time the moment he was thought to have shot him.

Nagare's temper and Elmar's spiritual mass (fist) twist together.

Space was complicated by collision forces (spiritual forces) and forces (empathy).

The blow slightly but exalted Nagare's feelings.

The blow of Elmar's determination lifted its power to 60%, albeit an unlimited majority.

The moment - Nagare's temper disappears.

Right after he whined about something.

Elmar's expression loosens slightly. Your moves broke through the walls of Nagare.

I'm sure that's what you thought.

But no - Nagare's formation wasn't broken, he solved it himself.

"You don't have any body..."

That's what Nagare said just before he broke the line.

Therefore, the shaken fist is inhibited by the hands of Nagareth.

The power in his fist conveyed Nagare's palm and ran through his entire body.

The earth explodes and even the atmosphere cracks.

But even with that, Nagare's grin won't break.

No, on the contrary, Nagare enjoys that blow and even takes the opponent's full strength across her body.

And at that moment when Elmar's power reached its maximum output - the force diverted by Nagare's temper was amplified, and now Nagare herself pulled his back leg, pulling her huge arm through her half body, but with the same momentum, she slammed every Elmar she was in the air to the ground.

Reaching Nagare's ear is a young scream. But I didn't know the momentum would stay, and I pulled Elmar's body around again and again to circle right after I slapped him, and from there, this time I decided to throw like a single bearer on the opposite side and slammed him, pulling him around again, and on the reverse side - where I decided on a total of ten sets of it, Nagare interrupted the attack once.

"Phew...... no, I enjoyed your determined blow, inside. That made me a little hot, but - what do you want to do? Do you still want to go on?

"No, Nagare, she's alive, isn't she?

Peach that I unexpectedly visit anxiously. I guess I got worried about Nagare's relentless blame.

Whatever the case, the other person looks like a young girl, even though she is the head of an elf.

"Gosh, don't kill me on your own."

However, although it seems rather painful, Elmar's consciousness still seemed to have been preserved and he wakes up his upper body and complains that he is fine.

"Heh, heh, not yet to this extent. The concubine can still fight."

"No, you won't be able to do it on a boulder anymore. It's also losing a lot of power, and this won't make it a battle."

Indeed, the breath is rough, and it is obvious that it is possible to stand up with small hands on the knee, and that the line is strong.

"Oh, shut up! I really need an oak! Besides, as the head of the inside, you can't beat a young man like you!

"... No, you're much younger now if you look..."

It is a peach that I accidentally penetrate, but it is certain that having the real age of Nagare does not extend to the foot of Elmar's original year.

Only if you look at the number of years you've lived.

"You sound like a deaf kid. It's fine to be mean... but I can't help it. Besides, it's true we were fooled by you, too. Sounds tough, but let's punish him a little."

"What, punishment?

He opens his eyes and obviously has a glimpse of the color of agitation in Elmar.

Then Nagare instantly reaches Elmar's sight with her usual deeds.

"Nah!?"

Stunning young lady - though.

"Kamikaze Jujitsu Deep/Reverse Flow Punishment -"

Then Hyoi Nagare lifted her toddler, Elmar, to her front seat, and put her on her lap, one hundred beats! and spin words.

At that moment, Passy, ooh! The pleasant sound rings around.

"Of, bye-bye! It hurts! Hey, what are you doing? Stop it!"

"Unfortunately, this is a punishment. Then we have ninety-nine to go."

"I'm not coming! Stop... Hi-no-no! You got it! Admit your defeat!"

But Nagare's hand went on slapping the toddler's ass without resting.

Note - Nagare's hundred beats is actually a hundred beats at a time.

In other words, one beating (a hundred times) was actually a set of 100, and as a result, Elmar's ass would be beaten 10,000 times by Nagare's hand - that Elmar's screams continued to sound in the woods for a while...