Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

Kent in the middle of the arena is squeamish. I don't jump in. Calmly and securely slide your feet together. Do not lower the arms (guards) raised on either side of your face.

On the other hand, Kent-kun is not surprised, he's making time out of his own pocket.

Turn it around to the right and throw the left low kick down on the left leg you stepped out of. Kent, who was a little frightened when he was stopped from moving forward, turned to the right and released a right low kick to the back of his knees, quickly descending to widen the gap.

As Kent turns towards us and approaches us again, he will now turn left and slap the left low kick on the inner leg of his left foot.

Kent, who was twice thwarted, was on alert, and now he won't move. [M]

So I'll fill the time from here and gently hit the restraining jab on my face. Close your eyes for a moment and throw a low kick at Kent's left leg. [M]

You must have noticed that the boulder is targeting your left foot, Kent.

Less than ten seconds ago.

An audience that knows about yesterday's flashy battle may be twisting their necks. Because it's too plain. But this is my countermeasure to Kent, no, the Goddess of Victory. This is the only way.

But what can I do to beat lucky Kent? Other than 'bringing luck into the battle of full strength without intervening'. It's not mahjong, it's shogi and acer. All you need is strength. That's the only way to fight.

Calmly determines where the opponent is coming from, accurately and reliably counterstrikes, does not strike back at all if possible, steadily deals damage, and knocks them down to the end without interruption. Challenge that kind of robustness.

If you do it in combat, it will be a very plain match between a middle-to-long range jab or low kick. It's not flashy at all.

I'm happy to know how many places and exercises I've had, but it's also a bad way to fight for amateurs. Today's audience may be dissatisfied.

However, there are plenty of gaps in punches and kicks that look flashy. The Goddess of Victory on Kent's side won't miss a chance. The moment you let me out, my defeat will be confirmed. I'm sorry to the audience, but I want you to be patient with this game.

"What's wrong? If you don't come out front, it won't be a game.

"... I knew it was strong. I was careful not to be fooled by my appearance."

"Thank you. But you were ready for that, weren't you? You can't beat me if you don't give me a hand. Or do you want to run out of time and get lost?

"No way! Fight and win! That's why I'm here!

Because it is overwhelmingly unfavourable for me to lose time, I want to settle it in time anyway. Luck is not the enemy. Fortunately, Kent seems to have low Taunt Immunity. [M] It caught me easily. It's blue.

Kent keeps his head under guard with both hands. [M] Yes, stay away from the edge of the table, where you're lucky to get out.

When you lower your posture, your hips will bend and your feet will get farther, so it is hard to hit the low kick. So, take a distance by turning left without dealing with the opponent properly.

Kent was reading that, too, and he's reaching out to catch me on the run. There's a difference in weight, so if you get caught, I'm at your disadvantage. Well, it's hard to be lucky with ground defense, so it's an ant.

But unfortunately, my speed is still not like this. I haven't trained Date in high gravity. In an instant, I circled right behind Kent and dodged Kent's hand, releasing a right roakick behind Kent's left knee.

The moment I kick, I turn further left, and I throw a left low kick down into my left leg. Kent puts a jab on your nose, turns right and low kicks in your left inner leg, reaching out to catch me.

Low kick.

Jab.

Low kick, low kick.

Jab, Low Kick, Low Kick, Low Kick, Jab, Low Kick, Cat Deception, Low Kick, Low Kick....

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Kent, who bled his nose, is rolling with his left foot on the stage. The left leg of the leather bread is bread bread. I think it is swollen due to internal bleeding. It may be too swollen to take off. I might have to cut it, so I'll give you a change of leather bread.

The venue is as quiet as it was when it hit the water. Don't pull? I know that. This is also what martial arts do. Well, it's hard to be so thorough and just low-kicks and jabs.

"That's it! Winner, Beat-Face!! Stretcher, stretcher! Hurry!!"

Wow!!

Oh, I'm surprised! A sudden cheer exploded in the referee's proclamation! Is that it? Is that the one who was watching you breathe? Wasn't it a drag? If I had cooled down the venue in today's first match, I would have been saved because the king would have told me later that I hated nethiness.

There are only a few big hourglasses left to measure time. It would have fallen out in about three minutes. I'm glad I managed to take it down in time. Kent was very persistent.

I bow to the audience and the royal seat and get off the stage early enough. There's still a lot of cheering. His Royal Highness saw Princess Wanpaku about to jump out of the window. You were in that position before you started, weren't you? Just keep it that way for a while?

Kent got off the stage on a stretcher. [M] Even though it's supposed to hurt enough to cry, it's praiseworthy that you're eating your teeth and enduring the pain. It's delicate. It's a man. Let's put in some ice.

On the way down from the stage to the waiting room, Alisa and I cross paths to the next game.

"I got you to show me something good. I look forward to seeing you next time."

"That's Domo. But I'm not next. If you're going to climb the mountain (win the tournament), you'll have to watch your step instead of just looking up."

"I see, that's true. This is your advice, Kajina-san. Then I'll keep my guard tight and help you."

"Yeah, good luck with that."

With a smile, Alisa walked to the stage. I'm the one looking all the way up! 'Cause it's for a good life with Woo!

I told you to be careful, but I'm sure Alisa will win. I can only think of myself or the Vicomte. It is difficult to beat a martial artist with pride of power alone.

Speaking of which, I feel like I'm the only strong enemy in this tournament. When did you get to the main character route? I thought that was the role of the Vicomte. I want to live easier.

"Su, that was amazing! I saw a lot of Beats!!"

"Oh, my God! How could you move like that without magic!? Just tell me, Beat!

"Umia, it was as fast as I used magic."

"... speed is strength"

"Convinced"

"Pfft! Daddy, wow!

"(Kokoku)"

Everyone was greeted in the hallway leading to the waiting room. The words of praise are famous.

I see. That's what I looked like when I took the limiter off. Even though the attack was plain, it looked flashy because it was fast. I understood the meaning of the audience boiling.

"Thank you, Kent. You've been tough, so I'm serious."

"Oh, you didn't look like that, did you?

"That's right. You didn't get a single shot, did you, sweetheart?"

"I might have been able to do it in one shot. I bet if I was careful, I'd have lost."

"Hmm, is that what this is about? I don't know what you're talking about!

Seriously, I didn't have such a hard time doing it. Anyway, instead of being alarmed, I can't even see a slight gap. It was more powerful than a giant claw bear in the big forest than a flying dragon on Raptor Island.

"Kikka, go and see him later. I'm sure you're depressed."

"I don't know, if you let me do anything up there and lose, I think Metcha is already depressed. I'm going to hang up a little bit."

In the meantime, I gave you a chance, Mr. Kent. If we don't make any headway, I won't help you anymore!

"Well, Ken, you're hot, and now you want the nurse's sister to cheer you up? Ahahaha!

Oh, no, he was handsome! Never again!