The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[The game starts in 180 seconds.]

I felt a little overwhelmed as soon as I entered the stadium.

I deserve this.

With continued surrender, I was able to go straight through the semi-finals without a single punch.

And now in the semi-finals, I finally meet someone who may not be able to surrender.

“You can't just surrender, can you? ”

“I don't think so. ”

My semi-final opponent was the bearded man of Japan.

I will not surrender.

How can I convey my gratitude?

I don't think so

The semi-finals were a little longer waiting time to run with the previous main stage.

Differences do not include multiple matches at the same time.

In other words, the only thing going on in this giant stadium was me and that guy's semi-finals.

“You can't just declare surrender on a stage with so many people watching. I've seen and heard that your skills are overwhelming, but I will do my best. I'll show you Japanese pride! ”

Pride freezes to death.

However, I feel welcome to do my best.

Since the semi-finals are solo, the stadium was bewitched by augmented magic and magnified magic.

I could hear Mr. Mustache's voice from a distant audience, and I could see our movements with close vision.

Obviously you can't just give in to embarrassment on a stage like this.

Oh, and by the way, if I had asked you to surrender, it would have sounded provocative.

Everyone in Japan is listening.

The bearded man steps forward and bows his head.

I said hello to the mess too.

Are you greeting me before the fight?

This is good.

Just like a simple greeting before a duel in Taekwondo, it would be okay to oblige such a greeting before a duel.

A salutation of respect for others, basic courtesy, and sportsmanship.

Although few people care about such things and are merely culinary activities without great significance, culinary activities can be useful in their own way.

I'll deal with you later.

I was thinking about it, but the bearded man pulled out the Japanese degree with his back.

That was a pretty reasonable move.

Is there any skill in swordsmanship?

“Ahjussi, did you use a knife before you came in here? ”

It could be an athlete, but it could just be a Yakuza I've touched in Japan. I asked him bluntly.

“The only knife I ever held before I got here was a knife. ”

That's a reasonable move.

Did he learn it from another challenger?

However, the tutorial is not a great place to learn from other challengers for a long time.

I have to tear and break up from time to time.

And no matter how much I washed my eyes and looked, there was not a single bearded man on the Japanese server.

When I asked him my question, he became a handsome face.

I just had a big look on my face.

“Well, let's be honest. I saw it in a cartoon. I liked it. ”

Yes?

“Following the swordsmanship in a cartoon? You look like a reasonable person for that. ”

“I've been practicing and improving my moves, and it's getting more and more natural. ”

Huh... I never thought of that.

Following a cartoon character.

Unlike what he looked like, he had a flower garden in his head.

“When I first came to this tutorial, I was really embarrassed. I was drunk, so I didn't remember where I was going. ”

Same case as me.

“I was forcibly brought into this world and despaired of it for a long time. But, well, I don't know. I've already been trapped here. So instead of desperate, I set a new goal. That's what I used to think of as a cartoon character. It's absolutely impossible in real life, but isn't it possible to become superhuman like a cartoon character while climbing the tutorial? So I want to use this tutorial to fulfill my childhood dream. ”

There could be cases like this.

When I thought about it, I understood it in my own way.

When I was a kid, I wanted to shoot the Energies from the Dragon Ball.

In fact, I have practiced alone in the room.

Maybe when I get beyond 100 floors into reality, I can really use the Energy wave.

That guy adapted to life in this tutorial world with that idea.

It was a peculiar motivation, but I was passionate about growth, and I was able to grow like that.

It was childish, but that's as romantic as it gets.

Especially in the fact that I can speak up while so many people are watching.

[The match begins.]

“Aren't you going to take out your weapons? ”

I just nodded.

Honestly, it's against my rules to use a weapon here.

I am a fair man.

“Then I'll be going. ”

You're not going anywhere, baby.

I pressed down on the wanting to bet other things that were not fun, and watched the bearded man rush towards me.

Once inside the gap, the bearded man quickly swings his sword and starts attacking.

Ah, I'm starting to wield my sword. The gap looks plentiful.

Clearly, this man has never learned the sword well.

I don't know if I have any skill with swordsmanship, but I learned the basic concepts from the knights on the 16th floor.

In my view, there were many holes in the bearded man's sword.

The movements look cool on the outside, but there are too many useless wastes between the movements.

It's cluttered and inefficient.

In other words, it is not practical.

It was just a crude series of cool moves.

Of course, as I keep mentioning, it looked cool.

This bearded man seems to be the one who has made Japan popular with Japanese servers.

Nevertheless, the bearded man's black was quite powerful.

A superhuman who can break rocks with his bare hands and jump to the top of apartments 2 and 3 floors with his legs.

No matter how clumsy you are, you swing your sword fiercely and confidently, and you can't see it.

Of course, it wasn't a threat to me.

I thrust my spear, and with a large motion I dodged the incoming attack by stabbing myself in the left shoulder.

And I cut off his chest with my fist for a short time.

I felt a tingling sensation through my fist.

Must be a rib.

After the attack, you clear a little distance.

Like the match with Kim Gyeong-sik, I'm going to give you face to face.

The bearded man is the face of the Japanese server, but there is no need to break his neck and hurt the Japanese mental facial hair.

And the only Japanese to make it to the semi-finals.

Besides, Mr. Mustache was kind of cooperative with us.

In people's eyes, it would seem that I've managed to avoid and take on Mr. Mustache's mayhem, and managed to strike back and spread the distance at once.

But Mr. Mustache himself would have realized the difference between me and himself during the brief workshop.

I knew there was a big difference.

It's not just that I'm less skilled than I am.

Of the four challengers to the semi-finals, that bearded man is the worst.

I had a bit of luck.

The bearded man stood still for a moment and was silent.

I opened my mouth and thought I'd say something, but I kept my mouth shut about what I thought was inappropriate to say onstage.

Should we wait?

After enough space to make sense of the struggle between the great masters, the bearded man opened his mouth.

“You're better than I thought. ”

I'm willing to think about it and move on, but I speak with my own mouth.

Tsk.

The bearded man presses down on his chest to confirm and re-posture.

“Can you show me your power for once? ”

“That would be dangerous. ”

“I'll take some injuries. ”

It's better to end up looking neat than to fight while watching, so it's better to save face.

“Okay, I'll show you my power. ”

I took the toilet out of my inventory and turned it into a longsword.

I put an error on the longsword and pushed it forward.

The bearded man swung his sword big once with a cool move, and pushed forward to get into position.

“Shinpei Nakajima. ”

What the hell, man?

Did you say your name?

Wow, I'm creeped out.

“Hojae Lee.”

But a man has no choice but to answer that childish question!

I'm a babe, too!

A bearded man with a name longer than I thought and more memorable than I would ever remember, used his sword and skills at the same time, swinging at the same time as his feet.

[flashing]

I flew a black, bearded man's sword into the air, swinging at the exact moment it flashed.

The blade dug through half of the bearded man's wrist, and the tip of the sword cut his chest long.

I was told I can control my strength, but I'm still not used to it.

The bearded man's blood was on the floor.

“Sir, are you okay? ”

The bearded man just nodded and took a few steps back.

“… What's your name? ”

I just told you my name.

Then why do they ask for names again?

When I looked suspiciously, the bearded man replenished his words.

“The name of the technology I just used. ”

... I don't have one of those.

I think this guy gives each skill a name, and he's the type of person... who shouts out loud whenever he uses it.

Reminds me of the college girl I met in the first-floor lounge.

I don't remember his name or face, but I do remember being frightened when he used to chant a strange name or spell every time he swinged his sword.

That's what this guy was.

I thought about it for a moment.

I had to think about it.

Do you want me to give you a name for a move or a skill, and tell you how much entanglement can have an adverse effect on combat?

Or do you want me to be a little nicer to that serious, childish guy?

After finishing my worries, I opened my mouth.

“Blinking (Cut 28472; Cut 28357;). ”

“Nice technique. Good battle. Surrender. ”

The bearded man left with a sudden attitude like the rival character in Part 1, who is sure to appear in Part 2 again.

[You have won the Main Semifinals.]

With the victory message, I was moved back to the audience.

As soon as I moved, Kim Min-hyuk's dying voice welcomed me.

“Hey, Blinky Boy Lee Ho-jae. ”

“Do you wanna die?"

Aaaaah!

It's embarrassing.

“Min-hyuk, don't mock me. It was kind of cool, Dot. Bae. Khh... khh... ”

He teased Park Jong-seok who was sitting in the back seat when he arrived.

Kim Min-hyuk and Park Jong-sik looked at each other seriously.

And...

“Park Jong-sik.”

“Kim Min-hyuk.”

“Khh... I thought you were a boy comic, Hojay. ”

“I thought this was a scene from a Western movie. Puhahaha.”

Dammit, I think Kim Min-hyuk and Park Jong-sik will be worried about their work for a long time today.

I don't have one or two black historians.That's why I'm moving on.

“What? Why isn't it responding? Be a little more ashamed, Hojay. ”

Park Jong-seok, who was trying to mock me over the same repertoire for almost 10 minutes, grumbled as if I didn't continue to react.

Meanwhile, there were two other challengers in the semi-finals.

It was a duel between Lee Jun-seok of the Korean server and that black Hell difficulty challenger of the Australian server.

Black Challengers won a victory after more than an hour in the long run, dragging the fight against Lee Hyung-jin.

After that, he made it to the semi-finals.

Battle between challengers on the 6th floor of Hell and emerging new challenges on the Hard difficulty level.

It was a match-up that captured many people's expectations, but the content of the match was one-sided.

Lee Jun-seok was just playing with the black challenger.

“Isn't that stronger than the end brother? ”

Park Jong-seok answered Kim's question.

“No! Ten years is a long way! ”

In my view, Lee Jun-seok looks at least equal to Park Jong-seok.

Joon-suk Lee had gifted an item to help with his magical circuit skills on the day of his previous conversation.

It wasn't like that at the time.

That's a lot of growth.

Lee Jun-seok placed a wide range of electric fields around him.

The black challenger couldn't even get near Lee Jun-seok.

Despite risking and trying to run for the electric shock, Joon-suk spread his distance, striking an electric harpoon, tying his feet, and continuing to do damage.

However, being out of range will expose Joon-suk to ranged skills.

Eventually, the black man was running hard through the stadium like a rat being mauled by a cat.

“Hojay... About him. ”

Park Jong-seok rarely asked me out.

“You want me to step on it? ”

“Huh."

Joon-suk Lee is a challenger Park Jong-seok loves.

Among the challengers on the hard difficulty level.

It is Joon-suk Lee, who can be seen as the direct line of Park Jong-sik.

To trample on Lee Jun-seok is not to trample the sprouts.

When you're drunk on your own growth, show your contributor an overwhelming defeat.

I think that's what I need.

Right now, I can clearly see Lee Jun-seok jumping because he is drunk.

He's going to die.

I have to apply the brakes once for Lee Jun-seok.

“Is he okay with Mental? ”

“It's okay. Once broken, it's not like he sold the dungeon. I have my temper. ”

That's nice.

As long as Park Jong-seok continues to wear it next to him, that fellow, Lee Jun-seok, seems to be coming up pretty high.

Park Jong-sik glanced at Kim Min-hyuk.

“Well, if Doomsday wants it, there's no argument. I was in charge of my brother in the first place. It's not my place to interfere. ”

Park Jong-seok looked at me next.

“Can I handle this a little harder? ”

“You'd better smash it once. ”

Very good.

Very, very, very good.

One of the challengers gathered here will be listed as a strong opponent.

I smiled unknowingly at the satisfaction of that fact.

At that time, Lee Jun-seok, who had confirmed his victory, looked around the audience.

Whether it was just a coincidence or just looking at where we were, the eyes of me and Lee Jun-seok met.

Seeing the self-confident smile on Lee Jun-seok's mouth, my satisfaction and expectations inflated.

It's gonna be a stressful day.