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

Dunkelgoblin was defeated by Nagare's temper.

Now I'm having pimple cramps right near the ink.

It's almost a bug breath.

"Damn! You too! You mutt!

Abominably speaking, Inki kicked his servant's goblin.

Guru, and somewhere sadly Dunkelgoblin rings.

"... wasn't that goblin special to you?

Nagare asks Inki as she slightly carves a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

And then, ha! And Inki laughed with her nose like she made a fool of herself.

"Sure, it's the first goblin I ever made a servant of, and I treasured it because I could use it inside, but it doesn't look like I'm gonna lose to you or anything. It's just a miscellaneous fish! Totally missed expectations. After all, it was just a goblin!

Put your foot on your head and step on it gritty.

Although demons are supposed to be the ones I've walked with so far, I can't feel respect, gratitude, or fine dust.

I guess for Inki today, he's with the demons and other tools that made him his servant.

"- Is that what you think?... Either way, what you did is not acceptable. Then at least let me make it right for you one last time."

Damn! and biting ink, but at that moment Nagare's body was imminent in front of him.

But when he admitted it, Niyari and Inki hoisted the corner of his mouth, and - let the current gush from his entire body.

"You idiot! You thought I couldn't fight without a demon? It's sweet! I can add demon power to my stats! Demonic skills can also be used! All right? If the strongest demon is not stronger than the demon you can obey, bu-ha-ha. Yeah!

On his way to speaking immersed in joy, Nagare's flat-handed, or binta, flew and beat Inki's cheek.

It blew up to the side, hitting the ground and spinning fast as it was, bouncing more than thirty times, rolling gobbly and finally stopping.

"Ah, gi, na, why, current, but -"

"That doesn't work for me"

Nagare said it all the time.

In fact, Nagare has no current damage at all.

Naturally, even the current flushes to the ground.

Nagare herself is like earth.

By the way, such a nagare is also possible to continue to shed the electric shock received if you want to do it, creating more powerful electricity.

"Ugh, it's a lie, yes, I am, I am the strongest demon!

Inki gets up. And I've been shooting flaming bullets at Nagare from both hands.

It is a series of bullets that exceed 100 excellent. Normally, I'm sorry if we eat it properly - naturally, Nagare recieved it all and re-orbited it. The flaming bullets bump into each other in the air, explode flashly and look a little like fireworks.

It was a flashing ink to it, but once again Nagare was fleshy - when she was astonished, she received the motion that reacted with a victory, and focused the swollen shock thousands of times on her right hand to visit Binta again.

Again Inki bounces and rolls the ground, and stops moving.

Still manages to get up, but my breath gets rough and looks pretty painful.

"Come on, why, like, number one, why all the bintas! With such an attack, I, this me!

"Binta is enough for you."

When Nagare returns it, what? And though Inki speaks surprisingly.

"You are weak. That's because your spirit is no different than that of a young child. You're only weak because the kid in question is just enjoying finding extra toys in his hands. You are weak because every word is light. Your strongest is nothing like the words your child is stretching out and mouthing. That's why I'm teaching you. You can't even beat my binta, you can't name the strongest. Very weak. Vulnerable. He seems to be strong with the help of demons, but he was much stronger gay than you or something -"

Rin's voice, an attitude that raised absolute confidence, prestigious, says Nagare.

To that appearance, Inki bit her lips so tight that blood seeped through her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm kidding. Uh-huh! To you, to you, to you! Aikido is such a joke like a woman's whole thing! Me, me! There's no way I'm gonna lose! Die, die, die! Damn you, you busy bastard, you should be screwed by me, right here, right here!

pointing to Nagare, shook up his anger, and, uh, ha-ha, calmed his rough breath one by one...

"Okay."

Yep, one whine, and spin more words.

"I can't believe we're going to be using trump cards here. The truth is, when I did this, I didn't want to because of all the risks, but when this happened - I had no choice!

Hidden in his hood, he turned his murderous eyes to Nagare, and spread his hands and Inki shouted.

"- Magic nucleus! Absorbing!"

At that moment, the nucleus of the demon rose and was absorbed into the body of the ink from the demons that Inki was waiting for and from the Dunkelgoblins that remained fallen on the ground.

I wonder, the flesh of the ink changed rapidly, the body that was small became huge as if it were a mountain, the fangs grew out of his mouth and his ears pointed, and when it came to his eyes, it grew to four, and even more five gnocchi and his head grew, and the face of the demon he absorbed rose in his torso, and his skin wrapped in a hard scale beyond steel.

"Ha ha ha ha! You freaked out! This is my true power! If this happens, we can't stop you anymore! Kill you, destroy the city completely! This is my kingdom! I'll ravage everything!

The body had become huge, and its voice had also changed something very noisy.

Words spoken so good and barking have probably reached the city of Hamma as well.

The guards who were watching were trembling.

"Oh man, now you're playing monster"

But Nagare shook her head and told her off as if she was heartbroken.

Naturally I don't feel any fear, even if I see what it looks like.

"... a strength! Talk about your strength! You're really scared! Is it horrible? But we've already attacked! You're the one who ripped me apart."

"Fine...... it's time to end it. To re-beat your, your mistakes, your immature spirit with a whole lot of what you say - the secret of Divine Xu Liu..."

"What's the secret! Fuck you! Die, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"Amitabha Punishment Palm."

Inki's fist is waved down toward Nagare.

Then, quietly, Nagare shrugged so, and turned her arm and flushed her opponent's fist, amplifying its power, jumping up, and hitting that perfectly hydrated or other inky face with a clap.

"Hogey!

The first palm causes the face to flow sideways and the body to collapse.

But I won't let Nagare do that.

When attacking an opponent, it naturally impinges on his body as well.

Nagare flushed even that with empathy, and decided on an even more momentous palm.

"Gah!"

Nagare's temper never stops. With the palm of the ginseng, the palm of the four and each repetition, the power and momentum of the clapping (binta) increased, and finally its arm rose behind the thousand polar books, the nagare, at too much speed.

The look of it is so divine...

"Ah, ah." Oh, come on. - "

"Come on, it's real from here."

The moment I say so, the clapping of a thousand polar books hits the ink one after the other.

This move of Nagare gives the left cheek when the recipient hits the right cheek, but is sucked into the palms where nature and body are imminent due to empathy.

Inki's consciousness flew in the palms, palms, palms, and thousand shots that struck him all over his body, but he woke up that consciousness in the first of a thousand shots, tears in the 10,000 shots and begging for forgiveness did not subside, and at the first of a thousand shots, he was told by him in despair how long the hell it would last.

"We haven't even reached the percent yet."

That figure of Nagare, which I'm sure looks divine around, is also something like a ghost in Inki, or the Great Demon of Hell?

And Nagare's clapping continues. Whatever the thousand poles, even the poles, ten forty-eight times, despair from about one kyo, the first is compassionate -

And when he had crossed the load and finally reached the pole - he had already lost his will to resist him.

I would have lost my temper to even think about the strongest things.

Thus, at that moment when Nagare's thousand-pole clapping finally captured him, Inki finally realized his mistake and groaned with regret.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

"... Really? But you were too late to notice. There would have been as many opportunities - unfortunately!

The last blow by Nagare captured the ink, the impact transmitted the earth, and the world wobbled only for a moment.

And Inki's body was buried on the ground, and the figure, which had turned out to be a monster, had returned to its original size, but the coat had disappeared, the bones of his whole body had been shattered, his face had become bumpy, and, in one sense, it had turned out to be another monster - although, naturally, this was still the addition or subtraction of Nagare.

Though it is an unlimited majority of minutes, if you were serious at all, it is because the first shot has wiped out its body without leaving any dust.

And Nagare opens her mouth again looking down at Inki's face.

"... Speaking of which, in the end, I couldn't see your true face -"