While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

Thus, a power comparison was made in the square.

It would be easier if it were arm wrestling or something, but at some point there was a huge blue body dragon lined up all the time. They do it in battle format with bees.

Almost every human being in the settlement seems to be out there. There are even people inside who remain in pajamas, and there are even people waving huge flags.

A temporary tent was built near the square, and that meant our holding room.

"Master, you can have the basics bogged down. Because I won't be resented for fighting and losing. Just don't touch the corners alone. Guys, when you become your husband's servant, the settlement will collapse."

"Yeah, that reminds me of my liver..."

Lycra looked sinister, watching as she was thriving.

"Dear Azsa, please get rid of me so badly. Otherwise, you might be more insulted there."

Lycra's gaze turns to Flattorte.

That's possible. If I'm not a big deal, then the flattorte I lost to me is not a big deal either. The family must be prevented from being insulted.

"Besides, if you think maybe you can win, I'll come back to compare my powers. There is an infighting treaty exchanged between the dragons, but there is nothing between them and Lady Azsa. Like every day, you are likely to come to the plateau house in your spare time to compare your powers."

"Squeeze your strength and fight."

So, we don't have to go to battle, let's make him recognize that it's never going to work. That's all I have.

"Sounds like it's time, then. The referee will be Atashi, Flattorte."

"I think there's a problem with fairness, but should I prevail"

I'm going out to the square. The cheer is amazing. Because it's cool that it's in dragon form. Some people are trying to watch the game while floating in the sky, so there are huge shadows everywhere.

"Game one, you're Flattorte's mother. Cainless, cainless!

The dragon that was in the front comes out a step forward.

"All of a sudden, you're too much of a parent!

"I knew I wanted to do it fresh before I got tired, so I asked my daughter to put it in this order"

I wonder if you're asking the referee to speak up. Also, the expression fresh is like sashimi, and I'm a little concerned.

"So let the game begin!

I run right for the dragon. They'll be running over there, too, so it was just fine.

This is cold air. Don't throw up.

"No! No! No!

I punched him in the stomach before that.

Cancer! Just the right impact of elasticity comes to my arms.

And the dragon flew all the way to the other side of the sky - too much to say - but I drew a parabola and fell around the outside of the settlement.

"Okan, can you stand or can you stand? You can't stand up. All right, it's your husband's victory!

Flattorte raised my hand high. For one thing, should I continue like this?

A loud cheer (almost a growl because it's a dragon) comes from the audience. If you seem to enjoy it, shall we?

"Alright, our next opponent is Armesitan, the father of Flattorte, Armesitan!

You'd better think about fairness or something! Or can you say that you are, instead, square and square?

"It's been a long time since I've been busted! Witch, be prepared!

Those are really bloody people...... The Red Dragon's struggle is also oblivious.

My next father has been attacking me with cold air from the start, so I prevent it with the magic of flames.

"Become! He said it was this power without chanting or magic formation!

Someone in the audience made a statement that sounded like a commentator.

"It is indeed a common way to prevent cold braces with the magic of flames. But for the most part, we can't create magic formations or chant in time, so it's less powerful than stopping a cold brace that can be used immediately. After all, that witch, you're a real strong man!

I don't know who it is, but thanks for the commentary.

Well, I can't help but keep it from happening all the time, so pack the distance from here at once and kick after accelerating!

Now it didn't mean it was going to blow up, but my body leaned and my parents went straight down.

"Kuh... what a power... My daughter can't win either... No questions asked..."

You seem to understand, more importantly.

He also said, "Wow!" What a voice. I somehow understand that power is justice. He doesn't think it's humiliating at all if I take down the Blue Dragon. There's even such a thing as being forgiven for doing anything if you're strong.

"All right, let's keep going - Baldando, Baldando who will be Flattorte's uncle next."

"Flattorte, choose by edge, I wonder if anything is extreme!?

I can't help it. I just have to get rid of all these dragons now. This is all because of Flattorte too - I have no idea whether or not, but there is no falsehood in the part where we have to fight.

Then again, I fought extensively to achieve fifty.

I wasn't counting in detail, but someone in the narrative position said, "Finally, I did fifty out! 'Cause you taught me.

By the way, I'm not particularly fatigued. Because it's almost decided in one blow. You can't get a single shot of KO with an attack you unleashed without using your strength, but if you run in tight and try to take on all your weight, that's a special blow.

"Well, you're running out of opponents to fight. Your husband's strength means he's real."

Flattorte looked more doomed than I did. For once, you, the referee.

I haven't fought yet. There are still dragons left, but I hear voices saying that I can't if it seems like I lost. Maybe there was a powerful man in the Blue Dragon world among the defeats.

"Then I guess this is it. I'm glad I'm done."

But - an unexpected person comes into the opponent's possession once upon a time.

That was Lycra.

"Dear Azsa, compete with me"