Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"Tsuoooooooop!!!"

He jumps constantly as if the competition were good. He was also preparing to come. And there was nothing missing until the right help was closed.

- When it comes to spirits.

"Ahhh! Pylete!!! It's a really high level aerial sword!!! But what are you doing all of a sudden during the game?!! If you get ambushed like that, it's a big deal! A signal that it doesn't matter if you ambush?!! Or is that sword itself a counter move?! Then it's a great skill!!"

The moderator in the clown hat shouted as he ran into the room. I hear more clearly than the roar of the audience what a magical loudspeaker is.

"Haaaaaaaaah!!"

I also watched the sword of the pileader.

- Damn it, Bruce.

"How do you dance so well?"

Dancing is good.

- Tuwook.

Remove the gauntlet that was mounted on your forearm and place it on the floor.

"Par, paladin!!! Paladin of the Bronze Astronomical Society suddenly began to take off his armor!!"

When he starts to take off his armor, the moderator screams. The competition brokers seem similar wherever they go.

Anyway, if I knew this was going to happen, I wouldn't have come in armor from the start. - Tuwook. Take off the gauntlet and put your shoulder blades on. Take it off, then take off your chest armor.

- Whirlick.

Finally, take off the quilted armor and release the grip. As such, pants and shoes. I wore only Nashi. The Sword with Büghal is also released and put down.

"Oh, my God!!! Look at that body!! Ah! The nobles are blindfolded!! That's too irritating for a female audience!!!"

Strength flows from the forearm.

- A real forearm.

Dancing means the same thing as fighting.

Isn't it?

Numerous musicians and bards in human history. And when the writers tried to defeat the singer on the other side, they applied for a battle, and the pile of bodies was mountainous.

- History of blood is the reverse of blood.

This is called Dance Kill in professional terms, but there is still a prevalence in the American Harlem family of murderous robberies that pay attention to such traditions, where writers are forcefully winning battles with anyone, and then taking and killing everything, so it is a social problem.

They don't cover their opponents.

Children and boys ignorant of dancing. And there is no mercy for grandparents or grandmothers who cannot dance because of osteoporosis.

In the end, it's like that.

Irrational destruction and looting.

And the battle against murder.

- I hated dancing like that.

It's destructive when used, but it shouldn't be. Dance should be beautiful. You have to defeat them beautifully. Peace. Yes, peace. A world where you can end a fight without direct violence, just by dancing.

"When you're a Tsukcheon, Kim Kot."

I dreamed of such a world.

"That's the flesh of a warrior trained with faith!!!!! How cool would that be!!!! That wild look!!! But why did you suddenly take off your armor?! A provocation that you can win without armor?!?!"

Anyway, I need it to spread it out.

It's like a muscle.

- Manada.

In the case of love, Tsukcheongma Kim Kot understands that better than anyone else. But it's not just those two things that matter.

One last thing.

Oh, yeah.

It's pulmonary output.

Inhale immediately.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I shout with all my heart.

- Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

At the same time, a whistling mana burst out of my body and burst my nash. As a result, Nash, who was instantly scattered into pieces of white cloth, sat down like snow on the ground of the stadium.

- Static.

And a brief static visit.

- Stop it.

The filer also stops his sword and looks at me.

"..."

I can feel all eyes being drawn to me. It's familiar to me. I've done it a few times already.

How dare you drag him in front of the killing angel of this Arena, Kim Katt? You're from the guild? Then I'm from the Arena Dastar.

"Well, well, well! What!!!!! Your clothes are exploding!!! What the hell is that?!"

The performance of the outfit exploded was quite good. My inhumanely polished muscles were cool to anyone. The moderator also shouted whether he was quite surprised.

Of course, this is not the only thing I will show you.

"A true aggro."

When it's true, it's written in the soul.

There are no limits.

"This is how you turn it off."

- Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Adjust the Mana to "Pants".

"...!"

It became a pantywind in an instant.

To hold my club, I inevitably need strong panties, and strong panties are very efficient in carrying out combat. That's why I came out wearing it today.

Leave only panties and shoes and burst all clothes.

"Kimcott."

- It was unveiled under 10,000.

"Descent."

I'll just put on my panties.

"Three, three, three, oh, my God, oh, my God! What the hell is going on!!! Paladin's undressed clothes exploded and became a piece of cloth!!! No, more than that! Why do you only wear pants more than that?! What the hell is that look?! More than that!!!"

The moderator was surprised and shook the cabin.

- Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

- Whoaaaaaaaaah!!!

- Yiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

An audience-like roar erupts from the audience seat.

A cry of excitement. The majority of the audience wants stimulation. I've known him since he opened his sword. Confrontations are important, but things to see are also important.

Audiences are like that.

If you show me something cool, it's a fantasy.

"And so this celestial creature is the audience of Kim Kot."

Such creatures.

"Well, what are you...! You blew up your clothes all of a sudden!"

The fileter's face was distorted to see if it was furious. Then he points his sword at me. Is this it?

Then it's my turn.

From now on, this is my field.

"Look."

When I write.

"Miioooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

- Cheeky!

Explodes the power of the whole body, causing the muscles to swell as you shout. Absolute confidence from a strong body!! As long as this is on me, there is no defeat!!

- Pa!!

At the same time, he speeds up the ground, casts a helping closure, jumps higher than anyone else, and flies like a bulb with wings spread out.

- Loosen up!!

Inhuman muscles and the power of Mana! And proper help shuts my body out in the air! Rotate your body as you fly!

- Fangrrrrrrr!!

Fifteen spins in an instant!

"More spins!!!"

But it's not enough!

"More spins than anyone else!!!"

Higher!

More!

In the meantime, my body soared into the sky like a rocket, and soared twenty times. And as he crashed again, fifteen times, he vomited a donation that he was rotating 35 laps.

- Quang!

So after landing using only the palms of both hands.

"First of all, the windmill is tightened."

- Whirlick!

"Biboyingdejaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!"

Spread the inhuman windmill, spinning like a snail, overwhelming the space and capturing the audience!!!

This is the quality of a Tsukcheon horse!

"Oh, ooh!!! What the hell is that?!!"

"Palladine in panties is making a crazy spin!!"

"He's a savage! He's from a savage!!!"

"Arghhhhhh!! We have to stop the match!!!!!!!! Call the guards!!!"

"Unbelievable!!"

"This isn't real!!!!!!"

"Stop the match! Stop the match!!! You must stop the competition!!!"

"I can't believe that dance exists in this world...!!!!"

An inhuman roar bursts out of the audience seat, look!!!

In my case!

- Whirlick!

I crossed the speed of rotation over and over again. Madly rotating body. It's accelerating and finally clears sight and sound.

- The mojo of dancing.

No one can stop me!

"Oh my...! Here we go! We'll end this in one breath!!"

In the meantime, I was able to recognize the enemy perfectly. The sound was brief, and the pileader began to rush towards me.

Very fast.

I'm as sure as I'm good at it.

"How dare you do good in my field!!!!"

But it doesn't work!

- Pull!

As George was spinning the windmill, I immediately jumped with only the force of my forearm and shot myself 'like a harpoon'. `

- Weepleepleepleepleepleep!!!

"Thousand horse-drawn tankieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"

A body that flies like a missile! Focus on that toe, then aim for the heart of the Frenzied Pyleader with the sword on it!!!

"Huff!"

Kick fired at a speed he can't cope with.

- Quaang!!!

I priced Pylether's breasts. An inhumane sensation has been conveyed at the tip of the sole of the foot with a gentle blow.

It's a perfect hit.

"Kueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

- Huh-huh!

The kicked pilot flew away with his body bent as a rider.

How dare you run away.

"I don't tolerate overtime."

It is absolutely unacceptable.

- Kueung!

Immediately after landing, I hit the ground, and the pileader frequencies the space faster than the speed at which it flies and heads behind his back.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Wide stadium head. From there, I waited for a pilot to fly towards me. The one who was completely incapacitated was just flying like a cannonball.

- Arrest.

Hold position.

It's like the disc throwers of ancient Greece.

"What the hell!!! I don't understand!!! What the hell is going on!!! Paladin, wearing only his panties, defeated the Philadelphia player with a strange move...!! What the hell!!"

- Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Grab the backboard of the pileader that was flying towards me, grab the collar.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

Rotate my body and throw it into the air!! Defend the outpost with it! He will never lose until the end of my time!

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The highly-flying pileader screams.

He will now fly towards the other side of the stadium.

"Don't miss out!"

- Loosen up!!

Immediately, he crosses the stadium casting a devastating tumbling and inhumane windmill at 100-fold speed!

"Irresistible impulse!!!"

So, in a blink of an eye, he touched the other side of the stadium again.

"-Waaaaaaaaaahh!!"

I grabbed it with my body and hugged it so that the fallen trailer could not be overwhelmed.

"Gehhhhhhhh...!"

I heard the man in my arms die, but the game is not over yet.

"I don't forgive you!!"

Finale was the arrival of Brutal Angel Gimcott.

Immediately, after grasping both of his wrists and casting a Giant Swing to get mad rotation, we fly like that.

- Heeung.

I really flew away.

No, it's a helicopter, exactly.

After casting the Giant Swing, the helicopter was completed simply by jumping to the ground.

"Hahahahahaha!!!!"

Laughter bursts out of the air.

"Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

A tombstone of a thousand horsemen. It is the limit of firing and blowing. After winning, I beat up all the Mana because it was the end of the fight once a day.

That's why I was able to fly the sky with crazy jumping power.

That's how I look down at the Arena while spinning like a propeller with him in the air. The audience was resilient as they grabbed their heads in this crazy situation, and the moderator hesitated to sit down and looked up at us with disappointment.

Then I saw the statue, where the princess and the Swordmaster were still sitting and watching us.

- Tspot!

I felt like the Swordmaster had sent me a glance at the moment, but I couldn't get a good look at it because it was spinning.

- And land safely.

"Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

The pyleader fainted with a burst of bubbles, but there were no wounds except in the area hit by my superficial force control.

I lay him down and stood right in the middle of the stadium, raising my arms and shouting.

"Lord Verde is looking down on this world!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

As Ambassador Verde, I should promote the Bronze Astronomical Society.

"S, winner!!!! Nace Paladin Gimkatt!!!"

That's how the first game went back to my victory.

- Ohhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

- Whoaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!

- Arghhhhhh!!!

Screaming from the audience seat.

"Join Verde!!!!!"

We are now living in an era of inhuman screaming.

However, there is nothing to be afraid of with Verdenim.