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

The fierce battle between Ashram and Flem continued as Megmi and other Imperial Knights watched.

And finally Ashram frees one or six arms. Ghost Bone Flow Swordsmanship One Six Blade Flow Dream One Six Kills causes Flem to fall and be pushed to the point where he becomes bloody all over his body.

But in the meantime, Flem said he'd lost Ashram's fantasy of sixteen killings.

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

"Ho, is that true, Mr. Flem!

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

…………

There was subtle air flowing on the spot. It's because of Flem's statement, of course.

"- Ha, you don't sound surprised."

"I'm frightened!

As Flem smashed the subtle air, for some reason, he said it off with a doyer face, but Megumi twitched under him. Sure enough, the Imperial Knight I've admired so far also has a look like a poker, oh, this guy is an asshole after all.

"Kakakaka, apparently you were a real dumb mountain monkey"

"Am I right, bonehead? I didn't say anything strange, until I told you some characteristic facts!

"But maybe you wanted to call it an objective fact?

Megumi says as he narrows his eyes. Flem who speaks well while poking his finger at him, but is also a boulder around making mistakes at the heart.

"Hung, I mean, you admitted defeat to me."

"What? You're not admitting it. I just can't see through it. I don't care if I watch it, I'm just confused by the strange movement of my hands."

To Flem's remarks, Ashram's bones react with Pickle.

"Besides, that preliminary motion slows down the opponent's movement, and it accelerates at once and knocks in sixteen slashes, but that doesn't have the same pattern as one in the first and second. I'm afraid that's not so easy to spot."

Yes, Flem assures me. But on the contrary, he doesn't have measures like this, which is what he reveals.

"Kakakaka, you're pretty much right, for sure. But isn't that like you're falling apart from yourself if you don't have your hands or your legs? Nothing but a declaration of defeat, right?

"Ha, you're the one who says stupid things. Look, unless you can see through it, you can't tear it apart."

"... So you're trying to tell me that you can break my dream 16 kill?

"Oh, you're right. Can you believe that? Then give it a try."

Though he said his whole body was covered in wounds, Frem says it's clear.

Though Ashram looks at it still.

"... okay, say devil. I feel samurai too, I dare you to ride that provocation! If you lose, try to break it!

And once again, a move that perplexed every opponent - but at that moment, what a close Frem closed both of those eyes.

"... you said you closed your eyes?

"Oh, this way, at least I won't be confused by Temehe's first move"

That's what I'm gonna say. Sure, Flem's right, though he never watches the other guy move as long as his eyes are closed.

"But you can't even see the opponent's attack!

"... no, maybe he can use [the mind eye]"

The knights state in a flamboyant manner. But I spoke as if Megmi had guessed something.

And the knights around them are amazed. Apparently, there is an ability in itself to be the mind eye, but yes, it's not something you can get to meet, and you're surprised by that.

"Well, let's see how far you can go with that!

He raised his voice, a sudden acceleration from it, a slaughter of sixteen struck Flem, and - again, Flem's body blew up loudly.

"Gu Hu!"

Flem beaten to the ground and vomiting blood. Even the third time on a boulder, it doesn't get stylish.

Besides, I didn't even think to stop watching Megmi.

"Oh, my God, I can't believe I can't even look at you."

"Oh, my God, then nothing's changed."

"Oh, was it all that euphemism, and it was still impossible to break it? You can't do it with your heart?

"And, naturally, even our Imperial Knight can't see his sword lines completely. Whatever it takes..."

"Oh well, you're messing with me... I don't even remember my mind eye in the first place"

But Flem stood up once again, hastily with knights and megmies elsewhere.

But I rounded my eyes uniformly to his remarks. No way, I didn't know you didn't remember, yet why did you meditate on your eyes? and the knights also look surprised.

That said, thanks to you, Flem is in pretty lame shape. A situation where the word "full-blown creation" fits perfectly.

And Ashram looks back at Flem - but there's no look like he made fun of Flem there, and he puts up one of his arms and talks.

"Well, if you can't see through, throw away your guard and try to take this arm, so be it. That's exactly why you closed your eyelids so you wouldn't be confused and put them only on the counterattack the moment they were cut, or let them cut the meat and break the bones."

Ashram said, moving one arm with a twitch.

Admit it, chip, and let Flem try to tongue.

"Kakakaka, but the calculations seemed sweet. As you can see, my arm is safe. It is true that the two swords captured this arm brilliantly, but naturally you can't use one or six knife streams if even one is cut, but unfortunately, my predecessor originally had strong resistance to sword opponents. It's not compatible, in the first place."

Ashram speaks with a cleverly mocking grin on his opponent with a bone face.

Though Frem sees it with a serious eye.

"But I didn't know my eyes were dead yet. A busy mountain monkey. But it's time to admit it. In the first place, you and I have different levels. In a literal sense. Still, I guess I was fine with my attack because I had that cut off from you. But if you throw me out, throw me out, throw me out, you'll definitely die."

Speak as Ashram tells you. But I'm sure Flem himself feels this is the right thing to do.

It is also understandable from the fact that previous attacks have had little effect on Ashram opponents.

"Heh, sure. But even I wasn't just being shut up about it. My sword won't do any damage. I knew that. But then we'll just change our methods of warfare. My body's warming up just fine."

"Kakakaka, are you strong again?

"If that's what you think, take a look at it. Direct from Dr. Nagare [Temperature Adjustment]!

When he raised his voice, the smoke rose from Flem's body. The blood that was flowing heavily boiled and evaporated.

My skin stains bright red and the ground starts making juicy noises.

"Huh? What the hell is that, thermoregulating, no way, raising your temperature?

Megumi pats her eyes and squeals. She seems to have decided that it must be some kind of skill, but the way the temperature goes up is nonetheless unusual.

However, thanks to its increased fever, the wounds apparently received in the body are disinfected and, furthermore, the wounds are blocked by their own heat.

For a few seconds or so, but after about that time, the bleeding could not disappear from Flem's flesh, leaving only pure red-hot skin behind.

"... Hmm, sounds like we're going to use some weird moves, but what's up with that? Just because the body temperature has risen doesn't mean anything will change"

"Don't rush, this move is from here or at the heart of it. Let's go! [Partial sweating]!

Flem continues to exercise some moves. At first glance, however, there seems to be no particular change such as this, and the knights around them go out of their way.

But only Megumi had noticed the phenomenon. Yes, there is an unusually large amount of sweat coming out of Flem's arms only.

"And here it is!

Thought so, Flem rubs the blades and blades of the double sword together at high speed. An obvious change in the double sword at that moment.

"That's, ho, flame -"

Yes, from Flem's twin swords, a melamera and a scorching flame appeared, and wrapped around the blade.

It is as if the magic sword exercised by Megmi itself.

"Even if, for example, the attack with the sword itself does not make sense, Temehe is a metaphor. You're vulnerable to flames, aren't you?

That's what Flem says, sticking out the blade painted on the flame, and telling Ashram off.

But if you bite your upper and lower jaws.

"Absolutely, you're disappointed if you think of anything. I'm really disappointed that you're counting on such a handyman."

Make sure to stare at Flem and say it clearly. It's like, I'm just saying that it doesn't work for me, like, flames.

"No, Mr. Flem! There is no flame in that demon, I tried it too, but I couldn't!

And as Ashram proved his words, Megmi shouted up.

Flem glances at her, but soon returns to her gaze, and the flame keeps it intact.

"Come on, you ignored what you told me about the corner. No way, you don't believe me?

"It's not like I don't believe you, but that guy and I are different flames. There is no doubt in Temehe that this flame passes. My eyes are telling me that."

Frem declared clearly with a serious eye. And Ashram looks surprised.

"Apparently, Temehe doesn't know how to teach you with his body. You sound like an idiot."

"I'll give you that word back exactly the way it was. I'm going to carve my flames into Temé."

"... say it! Dream 16, kill!

Then again Ashram takes the stand with sixteen arms, and Flem closes his lid. Acknowledging that, and realizing that there was already no point in carrying out the preliminary motion, Ashram accelerated immediately, and sixteen sword germs struck Flem again.

Flem is ready to get attacked from the start, there's no point in such an opponent being a bad smallworker or anything like that, a cut from a head-on battle. What controls it triumphs.

But Ashram wouldn't have been able to imagine how he would lose. Overwhelming level difference, plus the opponent has thrown away his defense, and a simple slash doesn't even achieve scratching one of its bones.

Besides, it doesn't work on Ashram like a magic flame. That has also been proven in the Megmi battle - so his victory won't waver, that's what I would have thought.

"Well, four burned, and now I don't know if I can stand."

But there was an obvious change there. Successful slaughter and slaughter, intricately intertwined attacks have four Flems, one or six Ashram, and Ashram is overwhelmed on top of the maneuver.

However, the wound inflicted on the flem is immediately blocked by its intense heat and the bleeding also evaporates.

That's why Flem now looked back at Ashram without falling and continued to point those burning eyes towards the skeletal knight who was standing as well.

"I see, at first glance, it looks safe - don't lick my life. We had a response, didn't we mean we weren't damaged at all? The truth is, you can't possibly fall down now, can you?

"Stop being so patient, your arms are burning."

Ashram's words that are unleashed to attack. But in a strong tone, Flem returns the word.

He was right, in Ashram's arms, four were still burning with melameras. Burning flames envelop four of its arms.

But I don't feel like I'm panicking to Ashram.

"Kakakakaka, Azuma. As I said earlier, I don't get magical flames. I'm surprised a mountain monkey like you could have used magic, but that's what that woman did too. But in vain, things like this disappear at times."

"What the hell are you talking about? It's not a magic flame."

"... what? It's not magic flames, is it?

"Yeah, well, look at that. That arm's turning into black charcoal."

"- Huh!?"

I came here and finally changed to Ashram's expression. Obvious wolf.

"Damn, damn it! Stupid! Oh, yeah! Other than a magical flame, you can't possibly produce a flame that burns my bones!

"That's what I can get out of it. I can't go wrong with my teacher's direct moves. My sweat contains lots of Ri, Ri, Rin Rin Ya La La La La La La La!

"What, about phosphorus?

Flem apparently remembered the ingredients, but Megmi noticed immediately.

"Ah! Well, so you let a ton of sweat out on your arms only and adjusted it to flow to your double swords!

And we also get to Flem's solution to the flames he created. Indeed, Flem had dripped the sweat he shed onto his blade before wrapping the flame around his sword. And massive.

That's why Flem rubbed both blades together once. To create flames with friction.

That said, the degree of perspiration wouldn't burn so hard if it were meant to. Because it doesn't even contain that much phosphorus.

However, Flem's exercised technique is a technique that also makes sense, and this special thermoregulation improves Flem's temperature to the point where the skin becomes red fever.

This also results in significant changes in the composition of the body and a significant increase in the amount of phosphorus in sweat - a phenomenon that is also well known as aesthetics common sense.

Also, for the record, phosphorous produced using these kinds of temperament mechanisms is a little different from what exists in nature, and is sometimes referred to as temperament phosphorous, and therefore burns well.

The flames wrapped around Flem's sword have so much heat that they can't even beat the magical flames because of these circumstances.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Ha, you were too hard on the bone crust. No, it's bone, so it's hard? Either way, this flame wasn't born of magic.

That's it. Flem twisted his little neck out. Apparently, the words don't come out well.

"And anyway, this flame is a normal awesome flame, Goraa!

"Yep, yep, yep, yep!?"

Megumi raised her voice full of surprises. Somehow I seem to understand that she wants to say that Flem is a natural flame, but I guess that doesn't make it seem amazing in a way that it can reopen so far.

"Hmm, awesome flames, for sure. But say you've lost four arms. I'm proud to be the devil. I'm not just vaguely listening to the Lord's orders! The woman there has a reason to just kill her!

The words shook Megumi's shoulders vividly. And I lay my face down like I couldn't be there.

"... you don't look like that. The doctor decided to help you. Then there must have been a reason for the teacher to just help. Or were you thinking the same thing as the other guys that that bastard called the commune said?

"Well, that's, I..."

Megmi palates and does not give a clear answer to Flem's question.

But you seem to have stopped turning away from the battle between the two. I'm going to turn my eyes firmly on you again.

"... well no. If there's a reason I can't leave, I'll have to settle for it in the end."

"... kakah, you're right, kid. I still have one or two of these. That's enough."

Talk, take the stand. At some point, he had changed from a mountain monkey to a kid, perhaps as a sign that he admitted to Flem a little.

And - Frem's attitude toward taking care of the setup, too. Megmi felt the look. The confrontation between these two samurai will be decided by the next blow.

"- I'm going to sign! Spiritual Swordsmanship - Shura - Flashing Blade!

"Doctor, direct! Flaming Double Sword Rotating Flame Dance!

The two shadows collide. At that moment, a tornado of flames poked heaven. Flem's rotation and flames must have combined to turn it into a flame tornado.

At the same time, however, the sound of a fierce sword trident spreads around, disappearing when several slaughters float in visible form.

Then we reached where each other was, and stopped the movement. Did Flem come to a limit with his current blow, his skin color reverted, and his body was engraved with a number of deep lacerations that he thought Ashram had put on, and his body was wet in blood again.

And Ashram was - burning, his whole body, his bones, wrapped in flames, roaring.

From that sight, it was more obvious than to see the fire that one triumphed or the other was defeated -

"... you were strong."

Talk, and Flem slowly turns back to Ashram.

"Cut it out, come on, it's not a pattern, I guess. Temé just needs to get up and behave like a fool. But it was fun."

He responded as he rocked his upper and lower jaws. The swordsman was a samurai until the end, although he was a figure who said he was full of bones.

He looks back at Flem and smiles satisfied with his burning face.

"- Oh, I'm sorry!

Then - as if something could have played in the back of his chest, Megmi, who popped up in front of Ashram, began to apologize to Ashram on his knees.

"I'm the bad one! Because I abandoned Satoru, that's why he was so hard and painful! But in the end, I couldn't do anything. No matter how much I regret it, I don't think it's to be forgiven. I am a cowardly woman, to our cuteness, what is justice, how can I not help but be murdered, and yet for my sake, we are all so hurt..."

Sue in tears with tears. Ashram then approached Megumi with his flame-coated body and shook up his arm.

"Hey! -"

Flem trying to stop it unintentionally - but you guessed something, so Flem stopped moving. Megumi shudders her shoulders bikly, but closes its lid with a grudge as she prepares.

But - the blade was protruded to the ground in front of Megumi.

"If you're going to apologize, they're different, aren't they, miss?

"... Huh?

Megumi gives you a face. Then, Humphrey, there's no ashram. Snort.

"I lost, only to scatter clean. I'm a little careless that I can't keep my promise to the Lord - but if that feeling is true, tell him with your mouth. That way, maybe how the Lord feels - no, it's extra or this."

"... you're an unusual demon. It's not like he was just in service and he had no choice."

Tell Ashram to ask Ashram, who gave up getting his hands on Megmi.

"Kakaku, if that's all that matters, I'm not going to be so hot either. Literally, hot though."

"... I never thought the devil could tell a joke, either."

"Kakakaka, he's the last skull joke. Well, I'm just finishing up my joke, see, sorting."

That's what Ashram says. He pulls out one sticking out in front of Megmi and throws it to Flem.

"... what is this?

"Kakakaku, even in this state, the unburnt remains, something I admit embodies. Even if you can't use it as it is, you can use it for materials that will rebuild that sword, keep it."

- I'll take it from you.

"Kakakaku, he's the one who won't lose his mouth to the end. Well, then it's time for my brother to leave - Farewell, Mountain Monkey."

"Shut up, bonehead. - Bye."

And Ashram could disappear from the burnout scene. Not even a single bone change was left, and when it was over, all were brilliant samurai even in their way of losing.

Megmi also leaks in tears, thank you. but that's when Frem collapsed on the spot with Dosari.

"Shit, man. I'm a little overwhelmed. Sorry, I'm already..."

"Then, fool! What are you talking about! I won the corner and I'm dead to you. What are you gonna do? Live! The teacher entrusted you! Don't die!

Then Megumi rushes over to Flem and complains desperately shaking its body.

But...

"Asshole! What the hell am I mistaken for? I'm so tired, I tried to tell you to rest! Put your teacher down, my apprentice, and I'll die first! Oh, my God!

"To?"

Flem screaming at you so loudly that you can screw it up. The way it looked, it looked better than I thought.