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There are no aliases or two names for Festival Me, which is the trump card of Bathrub.

I guess that's because he doesn't have any noticeable merit and is only thought to be a magical user who just has a divine sword.

Of course, he's fortifying his magic armor with a divine sword, there's no way he's weak.

But it was helplessly plain compared to the rest of the trumpets.

The strongest swordsman in the upper layers of the Arcana kingdom, "Sword Saint of the Child's Face" Black and White Mountain Water, recognized by everyone.

The most powerful wizard to shake even the earth and till the sky, the 'Wounded Fool' Kobe Masashi.

Revolutionary, 'Dictator of the Gentiles' style Rikyo, who disintegrates the Domino Empire and captures and executes all the royal families.

And the only fitter who can fully use Pandora, "The Thinking Man," Floating Spring.

The faces on board Noah did not question whether it was worth being told in the same line as the four of them.

"It's okay, Happyne."

That's what Pallet Caputo has to ask.

It's only natural to worry about whether you can fight an uninterrupted opponent, the man who came to kill Suibok, the master of mountain water.

"It's okay, pallet. Saiga is... strong."

"Oh, strong"

Snae nods too. The man he had fallen in love with no longer had become strong enough to be unable to rise to the same plate.

I'm very proud of that, but on the other hand, I miss you.

"You can't lose to that evil fairy."

At least, Festival I was in a situation with a chance.

Thoon had fought and uncovered that way of fighting, which had allowed him to narrow down his predictions to some extent.

The important thing in Turtle Kok Fist is the wealth of means that can be used.

If there are few options for action, however good a prediction of the future can be, the conclusion that we will be defeated by snowpacking will no longer be covered.

Even in that sense, Festival I was willing to spare no effort to fight.

There are three of us here, there's no need to run weird anywhere. Especially to me, Fuukei no longer seemed like the one I could handle.

"Run, Mr. Thoon. I'll take the lead and fight. Don't miss the gap, let's roll it up."

Hands on Eckezax, start predicting.

I was trying to consume star blood, the energy supposedly of temporal power, to find out what I would do best.

The certainty is that the opponent is solid and highly skilled. Defeat is imperative, no matter how you raise it, if you try to push it off by force alone.

That is why that action forecast is to be eliminated from the outset. There's no point in predicting that, so I don't make predictions from the start.

And......

"Magic, Great Bright Armor. Divine down, werewolf beauty. Magic, Maximum Burning Seoul. Mad Warrior, Begin"

Armor that consumes sacred power to defend itself, by Wang Qi, obtains the factor of the beast in his own body. Burn your sword by magic to further strengthen yourself by evil blood.

And they were all enhanced and amplified with Eckezax.

"Shadow down, mirror dance!

Shadow Qi creates only a single identity and runs out at the same time.

An incapable of changing movement along the way, having already been entered a determined movement, was a full doll whose results had been confirmed by prediction, however.

"... what power is this?"

"Ahhhhhhh!

Too many phenomena are occurring in parallel.

Fuukei, slightly confused by the situation, nevertheless intercepts the offering by waving without delay Vajra, reinforced by the Qigong sword.

"Quick, heavy. But...... sweet"

Naturally, obtaining predictive abilities does not improve my physical skills.

Of course, I know the best way to move my body by virtue of the bad blood, but it's not as appropriate for a boulder as a run.

In addition, the opponent is a samurai who spent a long time working out. That body technique, even if fought straight, would cross the toon.

"Because it's sweet, what! Say it!

Still, Festival I amplify the double physical strengthening. On top of that, an equally fast-paced person continues to behave optimally.

Even in a situation sandwiched by both of them, I look at Fuukei, who is almost intact and scowling, but still can't turn to counterattack.

No matter how skilled Fuukei is, the number of arms is different in the first place.

Perfect pinching with a combination of predictive abilities and discernment moves does not give Fuukei a chance to fight back.

"I won't let you do anything!

Mountain waters may take a distance once in shrinkage, but Fuukei, who needs a moment of preparation when performing shrinkage, is not left to trample.

Still, it was just perfect to avoid the attack by the burning flames from the festival me typing in from left to right and back.

Even though he is acting perfectly by the prediction of the future, he did not mean that he cannot be exposed to a single machete, which meant that that is all Fuukei is strong.

It is precisely the protection of the tablet stone. Wherever he attacked from, he had the skill to take it completely.

In a way, I suspect he meant to practice that he didn't mean it when fighting the Solemn Qing Squad.

"You suck, swimmer."

Fuukei, who tries to turn into a counter-attack, but fails to unleash an attack before the real festival our departure.

Festival of Divorce I storm with abandonment, as had been predetermined. The real thing was defending itself with a wall of spell as it lowered back a lot.

"Power."

its size, power, scope and range. All of them were different from the onset of mountain waters.

A wave of immortality emitted from your whole body and shaking your surroundings.

He was blowing up his split body, which was protruding a burning sword on his body, and letting it disappear as it was.

"That whole thing, it seems to take a while to produce. Why don't you crush it before then?

Huukei turns to the wall of spell in shrinkage and targets his neck with a shaken vajra.

The prediction is generally correct. It was indeed necessary to concentrate on forecasting for as long as possible in advance in order to produce identities incorporating forecasting.

"Separation is not the only art"

Combined use of identity and prediction is not appropriate in this situation. Then I just had to use that. Vajra of Fuukei comes for her neck on a horizontal giraffe. The blade was sharpened by a Qigong sword. If you take it in Eckezacks, you can't say for sure you're going to take it all.

"Poison fist, smoke."

"No?"

Consume and do the blood invasion, explosive poison fist. With my hands on the wall of magic that I created myself, the Festival, which had already finished preparing to blow up, I detonate it.

Naturally, the whole wall isn't suddenly blown up. I can only blind myself to the sight of Fuukei, who has stepped in.

That was still enough. I shake up a burning Eckezax with my other hand while protecting my neck with one hand.

"With that fine arm, do you think you can take it out?

Even if you can't see it, the Immortal has the power to read the signs. By doing so, Fuukei swung without hesitation.

Impossible, ripping open the fortified armor of the spell with Eckezax, Vajra slams me on the wall of the spell that was still there.

"Stupid......"

It was Fuukei who was most surprised by the fact that he lightly hit me against the wall.

The slaughter he unleashed with the intention of cutting off the sturdiness of his opponent's armor and dropping his neck has stopped with his arms.

Four Fists, Shield Arms.

Four vessel sword that cures limbs, done by consuming jade blood.

Even Eckezax, where Suibok once amplified his qigong sword, has such an abnormal fist technique that it caused a blade spill.

If you strengthen it with Eckezax at an immature age, you will naturally be able to take the blow of Vajra reinforced with a Qigong sword.

"Burning......"

"No."

Even if Fuukei wins in weight, in muscle strength, festival my excellence. If you scaffold the walls, the feast will not be pushed as it is.

Fuukei packs her time against the festival that cuts in as she gets in shape.

Do you pour energy with your bare hands, or do you use the Vajra pattern to attack? I don't even know that.

"... Shit!

"Knuckles!"

Because Fuukei, who sees my fist burning at the festival with Eckezaks, tries to back down with regret that he jumped inside between swords.

But the newly created wall of spell behind it was blocking Fuukei's exit.

"Gu!"

No matter how you protect yourself with hard work, if you get a burning fist on your face from someone with more arm power than you, you can't help but damage it deeply. It would have been natural if the back had been a wall and the fists had been punched out.

"If I'm defending myself with my magic armor... I don't have a problem with that fist burning!

It was considered impossible, flaming armor. Using it aggressively in action, Festival I had completely erased the walls of magic as I jumped out of the way.

"It's over!

Now it's time to amplify and tap into the Magic Sword of Fire with the best offense.

So far away from the festival, I was in a stash of attacks.

"That's it, don't lick it!

"You're the one who's too crazy about Saiga."

Skills, speed, muscle strength. A run above them was knocking the kick into his head from behind.

A normal human being would have taken a blow that would have broken his neck or shattered his head without causing it to be slight.

"Heavy... but say immortal. Do you have any entities, naturally...!

"Little girl..."

Unexpectedly, Fuukei, who is strengthening his body, does not move.

I was holding onto my leg, slapped into my side.

But if they grab my leg, the run won't move. Without landing, I see the other foot as a chase with the grabbed foot as a support.

"I know it's fast and powerful... it's light"

"You're just heavy for nothing, you blunt bastard"

Mountain water uses more moves to lighten himself, but this man uses more moves to weigh himself in reverse.

It makes sense in battle to weigh your body more than the fact that a human attack power cannot be unrelated to weight even if you use a weapon. Especially if you have the muscle to manipulate it freely.

However, whether it's a high defense or a high playback capability, this attack can be hit.

That was what made Lan look lightly at Fuukei.

"It's okay to be light. That's what my Lord Sang-sui told me... no, he told me."

"Thanks for your help, Thoon."

A cut in thon was slashing him on Fuukei's finger grabbing Run's foot with a sophisticated sword move.

No matter how hard your flesh is and how hard you grip it, if the swordsman slashes you to your fingers, your strength naturally looses.

Of course, Lan didn't miss that gap and was gently dodging like a cat.

"This doesn't seem to be the same as earlier identities. Wouldn't you be in trouble if they slaughtered you?

Thoon unleashed an exquisite sword. Of course, there was a decision that Run could make an immediate comeback even if he had his worst foot amputated, but still, Toon did cut into Fuukei's fingers.

Unlike a puppet that would be manipulated by the main body, he decided that he was a vajra and swept away unwrought.

I stepped in with all my might, and the toon I cut in was a dead body.

He was unable to move from the place, he had no choice but to be defenselessly slashed.

"Exactly, unlike earlier identities, 'identities' can only be put out in one piece at a time. Nevertheless, there is no special difficulty in being slashed"

The most advanced classification that allows the operator to share even the senses, instead of becoming defenseless.

Thoon, who used it to save Run, creates more separation after the division that ended the role was cut off.

"And this is the same split as before.... the dance of my heart!

The ten identities created cling to Fuukei without any arts or snares.

I almost wanted him to fall if possible, but there's nothing wrong with staying standing.

"I don't really like protective gear either, you can cut in easily now. Don't worry, punch me in."

The point is, you just have to put the other person in custody on the spot.

No matter how much Fuukei has the muscle strength and velocity to cross the thon, if as many as ten thon splits persist, a beating gap will arise.

And already, Festival I was ready for the biggest attack.

"Maximum Comet!

Simply tap into the maximum firepower with all your weight.

Festival All the power I could hold was capturing Fuukei, cleaving Thoon's body like paper.