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

"That redhead, what a man..."

"Absolutely, you stand up eating all that moves..."

Praise comes from the Imperial Knights around. And Megmi, who watched as well, was the thought of his chest getting hot for the first time in that fight.

Yes, when Peach was playing a fierce fight with Arkenis in the back of the woods, there was still another fierce battle going on here between the red-haired double-swordsmen and the skeletal swordsmen.

"Ghost Bone Stream Swordsmanship Six Knives Stream Unbroken!

Six arms pour down on Flem. Ashram said, the depths that inflict severe pain on the target and reflux blood from all over its upper body.

If you have ever suffered this attack, the blood in your body will blow up as the fountain - surely dying.

Flem who received that unbroken second time (...). I mean, I'm not dead for sure, but anyway, I definitely cut off the second Righteousness, and let him try all six of those swords, and slap in a further counterattack with a double sword.

"Mmm, you've decided to beat me to nothing, and then fight back."

"That's why you're telling me the moves you showed me once don't work, Boquete!

"Am I right? What the hell, Temehe! It's busy to see through our attacks on human habits, Gora!

"Shut up, I only use moves that make me look great. I'm sorry about Temehe, you bone! Bones!"

"Shh, awesome, but they both have bad mouths..."

Megmi praised the battle between the two, but could not even appreciate its humanity (skeletal nature). So much so that I accidentally looked at it with a frightened eye.

"Well, only two of them have arms, and inferior species are busy."

"It's creeper to have one or six. What are you gonna do with that arm, Cora, when you shake hands?"

"Do you shake hands with human flair? Especially the red-haired mountain monkeys. Instead of shaking hands, they'll chop everything up!

"Am I quitting, Cora?

"Whoa, I'll kill you as much as I want, this time in eight!

"It's the tunnel to do what I'm saying, either way, Olah!

"I'm gonna bust you, you fucking monkey!

Cursing each other, and bumping into each other. It's called attitude, it's called tone, it's called temperament absurdity, these two, they're actually quite similar to each other.

The other guy is a bone, but maybe he's actually a brother, so much so that Megumi's going to get it wrong. However, if you calm down, the other Ashram is a bone, and has one or six arms.

"... if you look closely, you don't look exactly alike."

"Ha...?

A knight shows his questionable face to a grunting megmi. However, if you look at it, such as the appearance characteristics do not completely overlap, you can see it, but maybe that means that the more sumptuous the character array is similar.

"Haunted Bone Stream Swordsmanship, Eight Knives Stream, Eight Breaks -"

And from the impending eight-to-two, Frem took a distance once - Ashram's moves as if he had aimed there.

A high-speed thrust by eight arms struck Flem without breath. A spike so sharp and fast that it lightly leaves the sound behind.

And it's not just fast. That one poke, one poke, possesses tremendous power, despite the seemingly simple hand of a series of pokes, inferred by the storm that winds through it, the deep, goofy ground, these phenomena.

The knights watching around me accidentally swallowed a streak of solids. Perhaps if we were to get a little closer to the two surroundings now, the aftermath alone would cut us apart into bad knights.

But despite that, Frem was laughing. For some reason, he looks like he's having a lot of fun even though he's being attacked.

"That's a second tour, I'm through!

And so whine, and now Flem turns to fight back. To be honest, I can't believe I'm standing even though I'm getting that kind of violent thrust on me.

Moreover, it is now turning from there to a counterattack.

"-Ch."

Then Ashram rang a tongue-in-cheek sound with his tongue-free mouth and lowered back so that he could play.

"... I didn't know you were going to lay a cut on my poke - and you were going to do everything along the way."

"Naturally, right? Don't make me say it again and again, you'll never get through my cut again."

Talk obliquely. Moreover, the punch received at the first glance missed the point brilliantly, so it did not lead to that much damage.

It's just - it was even with Ashram. To a certain extent, it shows a surprise bare gesture against Flem, but honestly, it's hard to believe it's connected to damage.

"Still, he's tough on the bone."

"Well, I'm a boner."

Return, meshing the upper and lower jaws and rattling.

"That said, I'll give you a compliment. And I'll admit it to you. I didn't know you were gonna use all my arms."

To that word, huh? and Megumi opened her eyes. If we keep going, we'll say ten next.

"What, you're going to use another six? You mean you stopped working small jobs."

"Well, even if I add a little more to you, it won't be obvious. And no matter how many good eyes you have, you'll never see through my six-six swords."

Ashram affirms. The face of only the elusive bone of the expression, but it nevertheless gave me an absolute peek of confidence.

"Well, I hope that's not too harsh."

"Hung, tell me, let's go, ghost bone flow sword technique one, six swords flow fantasy one, six kills -"

Ashram's arms spread all at once. And it came to pass, that sixteen arms were clenched in their hands, and their fangs were now stripped.

"... what, what's that move?

Flem seemed uncomfortable with the huge difference from before.

And that's the same for the knights around. Megmi, of course.

Until now, Ashram's movements have all been aggressive, with roughness reminiscent of wild beasts.

But the movement I'm showing you now is different. Sixteen arms were changing in a slow, very slow motion.

However, what is very different is that the range of motion of the arm is obviously wide. At the same time, comparing the reach of the sixteen arms again, I notice that the lengths of each are different.

On a step-by-step basis, each fist is about one minute different, but when I put it together, I found that there was quite an opening between the shortest arm and the longer arm.

Its arms were showing a loose, very fantastic movement. The spread of the range of motion and the difference in length were causing the arms to overlap and interact with each other, but also to show fragmented movements so that each and every one of the arms was moving under a completely different will.

"Okay, let's go!

And then, a change from some lax, gentle movement, Ashram drove along with the hanging voice.

The motion was unparalleled, and in an instant, sixteen of its sword triumphs reached before the flem, poured down to the flem - Ashram ran through its sides.

- Silence, it came shortly after Ashram passed. The skeletal swordsman stands still in a sword-shaven outfit, and Flem temporarily solidifies while he also takes his stand.

But that's just about a beat. Shortly after the touch and some breeze from somewhere passed between them, Gaha! and raised the blood smoke, and Flem knelt.

"Phew, Mr. Flem!

"Don't panic! It's all right!"

Megmi, who almost popped out by accident, but Flem controls it and stands up.

And turn that bloody wet body back to Ashram, though.

"This is a scratch."

"Kakakaka, as strong as that is, I can tell. Unlike before, it cut me pretty painful. It would have helped a little with the blunt mountain monkeys."

Ashram is right, surely the damage is not light. Throw away the blood accumulated in your mouth and wipe the blood dripping from the edge of your mouth with your arms, but you can't stop it until it's bleeding out of your whole body.

"Previously, I've been flat on that Ashram attack, but so far... is this so different when they're serious"

"Oh, you wouldn't have that much if you were bleeding all that"

Anxiety is also spoken out by the knights around them. Until now, something that had been tried with relative reassurance completely changed the situation. Megmi also looks worried about watching the fight.

I would have liked to join the help, but I was overwhelmed by that battle and my body didn't move as much as I thought it would.

"Hmm, the Knight of the Empire is messing with you. If it helps, shut up and watch. You bone bastard, I'm gonna beat you up."

"Strength just looks like an idiot when you get that far, too. Well, he doesn't look smart at first, but he's cute."

"Hmm, just the boulder bone. Stirring is also sucky. That's not who I am."

All right, though, Frem, I'll take the stand. Though its eyes are serious in themselves and overflowing with the will to see through Ashram's movements only next.

"Hmm, my eyes aren't dead yet. But it's over next time. If it's the second time, it'll destroy the fantasy of being able to see through and so on, fantasy 16kill!

And then again, my arms snap out of it. From a relaxed movement - acceleration at a turn. A bunch of unmistakably unleashed swordspears.

I took it, and now Flem's body blew wide above me. He then falls hard to the ground as he rubs and rotates, raising his groans.

The look drew blood from Megumi's face, and the knights around him breathed.

"Kakaku, now my sword has captured you more deeply than just now. I don't suppose we'll ever get up again, kakakah."

Ashram proclaims victory as he bites his teeth. Sure, Flem's bleeding is even worse than the first time, and it doesn't seem like he could stand up very well.

Yeah, I don't think so.

"What do you think Temehe won?

"Mr. Flem!

Megumi's voice reaches Flem, who rises slowly.

Ashram looks annoyed.

"You're a monkey for dying."

"Hey, where the hell are you? You said it was a scratch."

Frem distorting the mouth at. But it was clear from around that the words were painful on the boulders. It is very painful to watch such things as blood all over your body.

"If you'd just shut up and slept, maybe you'd have helped. You want to rush to death so fast, monkey?

"Ugh, bone bastard. I'm not trained enough to fall for something like this. At this point, my teacher would laugh at me if I was throwing up a weak voice."

Flem speaks as he glances at the castle where Nagare headed. Then he stuck his sword tip toward Ashram and went on.

"Besides, I just saw Temehe's moves. I'm not gonna get hit again."

"... what? You think I cut it off?

"Ho, is that true, Mr. Flem!

To Flem's proclamation, Ashram shows some surprise, and Megmi utters his words in some exciting tone.

Look at that, heh, and leak a word.

"Oh, I've cut it off, the fact is I can't see through Temehe's moves."

And for some reason, it was Flem who said that on the face of Doya.