The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

Eventually, the run ended up being closed on this day.

On top of that, I'm supposed to have the face of the tempera perform martial arts instead of rice and inn.

Every time it was familiar, it was a vast athletic field. Wouldn't it be better for the Colosseum already?

"What a foursome rare magic user I don't even know at all this time!

Dean of the school, it's really Norinoli.

Well, as a researcher and educator, I would be heartened by a completely unknown technological system.

Even I have more fun fightin 'the way I desperately thought I'd fight than dealing with a developing genius.

"An explosive poison fist that hosts immersion, a booze fist that hosts intoxication, a quadruple fist that hosts jade blood, and a fog shadow fist that hosts phantom blood. You have these four, don't you?

"Um, naturally. Those who fought my users 2,000 years ago. It is surprising that it was destroyed two thousand years ago and is still alive."

As an assistant, Eckezacks, who was the other side of our master, was the commentator.

He's the one who actually fought and defeated him, so he'll be good at explaining it.

By the way, Run, a mad warrior, is sitting beside me. Of course it's a VIP seat, so the lady's with us.

If I rumble out, I'm supposed to crack it down, but is there no problem with the lady?

I don't know about it as an escort, but they're actually judging me to be 'safest' by my side.

If it's not stiff, I just need to grab my head and pull it off.

"Then could you explain Eckezacks, their magic, their fist tricks?

"Um, then my lord. Explain the four fists that hold the blood, the detox fists that hold the blood, and the jade fists that hold the blood, so build a wall after using me."

He was suddenly saying something absurd.

Hearing that, I think everyone in the school is stunned.

Especially when I looked at the festival and wondered if it was okay.

"Come on, don't just let them attack the wall."

"Oh, oh... Maximum Brightwall!

What I was trying to do was simple.

Just create a wall of light and let it attack.

Even if they fail, they only get lightly injured.

"Should I attack this wall?"

"Do you have this kind of fisting skills..."

In front of the wall, two girls stood.

What they both have in common is that they have nothing on both hands and feet.

Yes, my bare hands are barefoot anyway.

I was just saying that this already has something to do with both legs.

Plus, looking at both hands doesn't make the wound noticeable. Not that it isn't, but it's slightly too pretty to fight with bare fists.

More importantly, the signs were other than magic, and he was a special user no matter what he thought.

So I was knocking him down fast.

"Toxic Fist... Bankruptcy Open!

Peetan, and the girl with the explosive poison fist puts her palm against the wall.

In doing so, the twitching and the invasion of blood in her is poured into the wall of light.

The wall of light discolored so much that it could be seen and seen in anyone's eyes.

"Spray!"

Get your hands off me, get your distance.

When I was tempered, the wall of light was blown up.

Like the wall of light itself turned into a bomb, it was smashed and scattered.

Human beings in this country better understand what that means.

Majan's brothers and sisters are a little surprising, but not a stunner for this country.

They were crushing the walls of light that could not be penetrated except by the magic of heat and thunder.

"My genre can use explosive poison fists only for those who live in blood invasion! No one goes out to the right of our genre when it comes to killing!

"... it's too late. You're more immature than I thought."

Eckezacks was turning a chill at her for cutting a lot of people in front of her.

Girl with explosive poison fists stiff as a throat or face. Apparently, she's pretty weak among the same users.

"As you can see, explosive poison fists stain the objects they touch with blood and blow up fists. You have to touch it with your hands or the back of your feet, but the effect is as you can see. Longer touches are more powerful because of the nature of the moves, but if things are walls and gates, it's suicide that touches people for a long time. Hence, stain it while the shorter the contact the master '

Certainly would be. Anyway, if you're going to assassinate me, you're only going to be touched for a fairly short time when it comes to fighting.

Well, if some parts of the human body are to be blown up, I think a narrow range would be enough, but it would still be more advantageous to be short.

"Look, get the wall again."

"Oh, oh."

Build walls to be broken. That's a sabotage test.

"... Four Fists, Right Wrist Gun, Spike!

The user of the quadriplegic fist took the stand of the piercing hand with his hands open.

Cover that hand with aura, or ball-blood, and cling to a wall fortified with a divine sword.

Then an object of extremely brittle structure, a human finger, was pierced against the wall.

"Wah, my genre... is a genre repaired by those who dwell in jade blood... with a fist of blow slaughter that weaponizes the limbs of the human body..."

'... weak. Two thousand years ago, the user made me spill a blade reinforced with a Qigong sword. "

Oh, my master didn't kill me?!

How much was it, the user of Four Vessels Fist 2,000 years ago?

It's a high hurdle to be told you're weak even though you're piercing the walls of enhanced magic.

"It must be easy to see. Approximately, for a combative magician, it's a natural enemy. I'd say it's more aggressive than magic, with the potential to destroy even the Divine Treasure as long as it hits. The weakness is that... well, the time is short."

Eckezacks, who became a human figure, praised the genre, about his fists.

Is it not surprising that there are manipulations that destroy it more easily than magic is manipulation?

It made Eckezax spill a blade, it was hard to imagine what the master was in like at the time.

"By the way, the use of explosive poison fists is barefoot to blow up the ground. Even if you blow up the target directly, you can limit it by filling the scaffolding. It's much less powerful than a direct bombing, but it's not enough to deal with vegetarian humans."

Eckezax explains the taking and the other's hand.

Two people who should have come out of their secrets, but if they did, they'd be explained in detail and look indescribable.

Um, pity. This is also due to their lack of training.

"The Misty Shadow Fist that lives in phantom blood is not flashy, let me show you something."

"Uh... Oh, yes..."

The user of Misty Shadow Fist was wearing loose clothes.

Maybe he hid a dark vessel when he was "in production".

Though I may have already morphed it.

"Misty Shadow Fist, eight-body projection!

Bubble, and eight identities appeared from her body.

Look at that, the students and teachers in Colosseum...

Mostly, it was unresponsive.

Unlike the two of us earlier, there's even a clap that says, uh, this is all.

"The!? What is it?!

"phantom blood can create phantoms. It's fundamentally different from the shadow mind that creates the separation."

Yes, from what I've seen, it won't be so different from shadowing down.

But in fact, her created identities are just illusions. I can't attack that one, and I can't defend it.

"In the case of shadow lowering, it requires delicate manipulation to have an entity, but phantom blood is perfectly fine to move it appropriately for the absence of an entity. Anything can be projected into the hollow."

"Oh, don't be so easy on me! This is tough, isn't it?!

"Unlike shadow unloading, which creates a split body, Misty Shadow Fist, which creates a phantom, can be altered at the will of the operator. On the contrary, the surgeon has to build his own illusions."

I hate to say it, but why did I try to make it fist?

I think the first two will have to fight with their bare hands, and they'll be stronger that way.

But this one, I don't know what it means to fight with your bare hands. I mean, I don't know what it means to fight.

Well, I think it's strong to be able to feint and hide their sight.

"On the other hand, in the case of shadow descent, my vision is blocked from my body, but the phantom created by phantom blood is clear to the operator. He's pretty tired, but he literally covered his surroundings with fog."

"It's... it's profound."

I'm sorry for the injustice, but I and my master are sensitive to the signs, so maybe it didn't make sense.

"A drunken, bloodthirsty drunken fist... this was the most hand-burned genre 2,000 years ago. It created a force field around me that disturbed my sense of equilibrium and used it to dominate throwing and assembling moves. I was able to exert a powerful effect as widely as I could with excellent usage. I tried to knock him down with my sword, but when I came here in large numbers, I gave up everything and knocked him down with a stone throw... I miss him."

"They explained everything about my school orally..."

Eckezax talks about his master's memories.

On the other hand, she looked indescribable when she was told all about it, including how to deal with it.

Or perhaps the master will give up...

"Hey Sansui, how did you get her?

"I threw the other four who passed out"

In response to a question from the lady, I answer yesterday morning.

I lightened it up with light work, threw it away, and bumped it. That is all.

Because it was openly a waiting style, and I was trying to keep other users out of it.

Observation eyes are important, and overconfidence in yourself is proof of lack of training.

In that sense, I guess the master who was about to be done and defeated in melee was still undertrained.

"It's really plain..."

"Embarrassing......"

Maybe when the master throws a stone, he'll crack his opponent's head...

If you defend it with your arms, you'll break your arms, and you can't do it if you think in their hearts.

But defense against stone throwing is fundamental, so remember, if you're going to fight, not a game.

Conclusion, lack of training. Yeah, training's important.

First, if you can use a move to tumble an approaching opponent, the opponent will try to attack from a distance.

If you can't deal with that, you're one handed down.

"Well, it would be nice to eat it in person when it comes to this. You should build and experience the people you want."

"Oh, that's utterly true! So, guys, let's experience it!

Following the words of Eckezaks, many students and teachers enter the athletic field.

Well, eating it once would be a good experience. I'm in class.

"... I want to ask you"

Run next to me opened his mouth in disgust.

Perhaps, for the first time in my life, I kept this quiet.

"You must be the most powerful swordsman in this country."

"Yeah, well. If you're dealing with someone other than your master, to the extent that you're unwilling to lose."

In fact, some opponents won't win.

Even so, I'm not going to go looking for him.

The same goes for Masakazo, but if you think about it, it's because he doesn't have the chili.

And the days of disillusionment await me, as my master did, before I carried it out.

It would be too barren.

First of all, I'm still enjoying my training.

"So I guess..."

"What is it?"

"That's why you're alive."

She's alive because I'm here, because I didn't kill her.

I should have killed him, and now I regretted it.

While I'm at it, I don't have enough training.