The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

"Whoa, whoa!

"Ohhhh!

The first thing that Festival Me and Run did around the corner was fight in a frenzied warrior burning silver hair state.

Keep your bare hands on both sides, and even meet. Each other's speed range was what captured the occasion, and that was why the beating of each other had been established.

"It's late!"

"What!

Naturally, as a simple mad warrior, qualities do not extend to runs.

But Festival I have the power I have built up so far.

Defend yourself with magic, bring your flesh closer to the beast with divine descent, and predict more attacks with divination.

Of course, Lan was born a resident of the machine. As with mountain waters, she can act accordingly if she starts to make festive moves based on predictions.

But the present festival allows me to act according to the changing future.

Though it is a pause meeting, an attack has been established while spotting each other's attacks.

In other words, it is not a battle against the divine descent overwhelmed by the weight difference, nor is it a battle against the immortals who have gone far above it with skill.

A good battle had been fought, almost mutually.

"Oh, um... can I stop now?

"Stop, it is my judgment, so keep your lord still."

Faces watching it awaited the agony of watching the tragic battles between mad warriors.

Tsugar, who had the role of restraining the two by spell, is not allowed to pass out, but that she just wanted to stop now.

So much so that nervousness runs when you watch. Because they are both insane in the eyes.

"As I said earlier, we have to let them use up their powers without causing injuries first. Only Sansui can do that, but he says he should kill Run. I can't leave it to such a man, if so... well, it would be desirable for my Lord to beat each other up, including getting used to the vicious possession"

each other, in a state of extreme excitement, concentrating on each other, for better or worse.

Looks like we're having so much fun, we're beating each other up with everything we can.

Back to back with that look, the two had a polite defense.

The operation itself is a perfect mad warrior, hence the clean hits were avoiding each other.

Anyway, if the balance tilts on one side, the offense will be over once and for all.

He would push it down as crazy and keep hitting it on horseback rides.

The defense had become polite because you would understand that.

"Besides... in training that's just hard, my mind gets tired at some point. Immortals solve time, but those two don't have that. You'll also need time to have fun beating each other up"

Seeing the sight, Snae was feeling teethy.

It's not like I didn't want this situation. As a matter of fact, my man is aiming for further frontiers.

What's more, he was more powerful than he is now when it comes to runs.

And... I couldn't beat myself to this festival. That's what I regretted.

"A man in love gets stronger. I'm glad to hear that, but I think I've gone far."

"... Fine, better than rotten"

To Snae's stupidity, Hapine does not agree.

In a way, I didn't catch up with him from the start.

I don't know about hanging out with women other than myself, but it sounds like fun for now.

That is very important.

"... I can't believe we can beat each other up with Run"

"Awesome..."

"This is the trump card of this country"

"Sounds fun..."

The faces in the tempera were also surprised and delighted to see the battle.

In a way, this is probably the sight I wanted to see the most.

An overwhelming strongman, Run fights and hits his opponent.

I was glad to hear that.

"Well it will be prolonged not while healing the injury, but that's about as good as it gets. Naturally, it's self-healing that killer possession consumes the most evil blood."

To be clear, the 'life expectancy' of a mad warrior is greatly increased simply by being able to fight while containing the bullet.

They fight without knowing their limits and die as they are when they reach their limits, they are not even aware that they devote their strength to healing injuries.

That's why even at this point now, Run had grown to be a strong man beyond the madmen of history.

"Defend carefully to fight fun opponents for a long time. If you do that in everyday auditions, your resistance to defense and waiting will also diminish. Sang-sui also said that because I try to do something nasty, my body becomes stiff."

Ideally speaking, it's best to be able to act whether you like it or not. But that would take a huge amount of time.

If so, it was a very short cut that I would like the defense and be able to do it on a daily basis.

"If we have to fight something that can handle forecasting, we will be delayed when forecasting is broken. Even in that sense, you'd call it a good opponent."

At the stage of remembering the operation of evil blood, the present festival I gained overwhelming power even without Eckezax.

And he feels strongly that he must do it.

It won't just be fun, there 'll be hard times. That is why we must immerse ourselves now.

That is, to gain the same power as "Sword Saint" over a master, who gently and lightly hurts the monster who can finally fight reciprocally by rotating the evil blood, temporal power, king chi, and holy power in full.

"... it's time. Tsugar, stop it."

"Yes! Both of you, disarm the Mad Warrior!

Teary-eyed tsugars were screaming.

And so they finally realize who they are going to petrify and sit back at the same time trying to somehow fit in.

Festival Although the magic and divine descent can be immediately removed, it took a little time for the silver-dyed hair to be released.

On the other hand, the run, which has just learned how to restrain itself, is further delayed in converting to ground hair.

It's this with a lot of bad blood consumed, so I don't have to imagine how dangerous it is when it's full.

"Phew...... thanks, Tsugar"

"I'm so scared! You two have become mad warriors! I thought this one I was watching would die!

Returning to the festival one foot ahead of the other, I twitch.

After all, mad warriors today don't have the skills to contain themselves. It was essential to curb the spell.

At least, it is where the development of restraint moves awaits.

"... Okay, you got your hair dyed"

Run to see and confirm my hair for a long time.

There's still going to be a lot of bad blood in me, but that's compensated for by a comforting fatigue there.

If fatigue recovers quickly as a mad warrior, that also means that evil blood is used for it.

"My hair is dyed, not back to its original color."

"Well, if hair that was born silver turns into tea, so do I."

Run, slightly calmer, was shaking hands with me again at the Stand Up Festival.

We had a great time, we can continue to have it. Thank you for that fact.

"Thanks"

"Fine, I enjoyed this one too"

It is an offering that responds to shaking hands, but fatigue is thick on boulders.

Saying that we will dwell in every power does not go far to the run in terms of the amount of evil blood.

That's why it was normal to try with other forces before the run.

Probably would have fought for a while longer and stayed put.

"In my case, I need to be a Frequent Mad Warrior to increase the amount of bad blood... bad that way if it stays this way"

"Hehe... don't say that. I didn't think I could fight a user with so many different fists so far. Wait a little... training, I guess."

Life that had nothing to do with training, nothing to do with fulfillment. It certainly didn't make sense, it was an empty life.

If I had been killed by mountain water then, I'd be living the days I couldn't taste right now.

At least Run liked the days now.

"That's right, you were in this world, too. There's a Tortoise Fist user living in" Star Blood. "

In a chat, Lan remembered the person he had fought and tried to fight in the tempera.

To be honest, he was a very boring opponent, and I didn't care.

"Right, Run. That was a turtle claw fist."

"There was a tortoise fist user outside."

"That's funny."

"Tortoise fists are also strong when combined with other fists."

For the first time in just a while, words popped up that I hadn't heard at all.

No star blood, no tortoise fist, I've never heard of Bathrub's face.

I generally have an idea what that means.

"Tortoise Fist... is this about rare magic?"

"That's right, Saiga. I don't know what they call it here, but in my hometown, there was a fist technique that stood around in advance of enemy movements. Can you do that, too?

"You mean temporal force and fortune? Sure I can use it... but I only have about a book left, actually."

"Well, did you restore the disconnected genre? It's a big deal... to be honest, it was like an extreme boredom genre to me, but if it goes hand in hand with other fists, you can call it a threat."

The two that speak loudly about each other. The difference between the percentages and the light words will be bridged and understood.

In tempera, what is called fist magic is called rare magic in Arcana and Domino.

With that degree of difference, Occupancy and Turtleclad Fist are probably separated.

Well, it's not like the occupiers were fighting.

"Star Blood... Turtle Armor Fist? What, is that such a user in the tempera?

I wouldn't have thought anything of anyone else saying that.

But everyone was surprised that Eckezaks, the only other creature, said so.

"Even if the name of the genre has changed over the years, you've never heard of the use of temporal force producing physical surgery that incorporates prediction. A newborn genre in the course of two thousand years?

Approximately, the bottom is in the tempera, the secret of knowing.

I had finally been able to figure out about the legendary hiding place where there was nothing more to know.

That meant that sooner or later we would have to visit our land for full control of the temporal forces.

"No, what if... what's left of the tempera... is that what happened?