322 Er Kill

"I didn't expect the masonry to beat me up"

"I Didn't Think I Could Take It At Masonry's Hand"

One swordsman and one wave of sword were moving forward, though feeling bewildered in a different direction than expected.

The opponent is a strong user, that's all that matters, and it's not about caring what kind of surgeon he was.

Well, to be honest, it's true that I was surprised.

"It was my immaturity that made you spill the blade. I'm really gonna hate it."

'Don't worry about it that much. I hate fuzziness, too. Shouldn't we think about how we're going to defeat nine more people than that'

"Right...... well, there will be ghosts but there will be snakes"

Fortunately, Suibok himself is not so injured.

There was no anxiety in the streak, so he was moving forward with little rest.

"Well, everyone on the boulder never uses the same technique as the rhinos."

"I hope so, I'm thrilled that there are ten of them and they're all the same"

Four vessel fists that cause blade spills, even Eckezacks.

I guess it's a genre that keeps getting attacked by their opponents and on the contrary destroys their weapons, stuffing and attacking them as they are.

Still, I couldn't handle the instantaneous movement of the shrinkage.

Of course, because of the first glance, the opponent's handling was delayed, but without it, he couldn't defend himself perfectly.

In other words, Swibbock had already found a way to attack. I didn't feel like losing no more fights.

"You just defeated one of the masters of Four Vessels Fist, that's a lot of bullshit."

Before him, another man in boxing appeared again.

The man earlier had a lot of exposure, but he's hiding outside of his face in front of him.

He also wears shoes securely and, in a way, is properly armed.

"Ten Fists of Tempera."

"Anyway, he's the master of blood, puppet fists."

"The flower bill immortal, it's me. You're next."

Suibok laughing violently, the look on his face is not very much but he doesn't look immortal.

But the master of the puppet fist did not know the immortal, so he had received it.

"Come on, let's fight"

The blade spill is still not fixed, but Eckezax is still the most powerful sword ever created by God.

If the opponent is not properly armed, he can disconnect without any problems.

Swibbock stepped in aggressively, without any alarm.

"No, we're already fighting."

But I felt uncomfortable.

Swivok knows the length of his sword and naturally knows how to step in to cut into it.

Nonetheless, the distance between the fist artist and himself was too close.

"Huh?!

"Break!

In time to wave the sword, the fist of a fistfighter hits.

Even the iron plate was being planted, and the fist covered with gloves was inflicting more pain on me than it seemed.

"Damn......!

"Another blow!

Now my knees are in.

Again, it's harder and heavier than a raw blow.

But that's all I can say.

Suibok swung away the pain and took a great distance.

'What's the matter, Swibbock?!

"I don't know... he wasn't moving a step, but he was too close to me"

Attack itself was normal.

Perhaps the technique they are mastering does not have a direct effect.

But I don't know. I don't know, but I still fight.

"Momentum!

"It's no use...!

Fast travel first.

Swivok strengthens himself and packs his time with fine foot judgment on it.

If you fail when you step in big, carve out the distance.

On top of that, wave Eckezax.

"Huh?!

"I told you, it's no use!

Empty in front of the fistfighter. As always, the opponent is not moving at all.

And a fist I missed after the emptying captures Swivo's face.

"Your body is already my puppet!

One blow, two blows.

A heavy fist hits a face full of gaps.

"Hard work!

"Oops."

In an attempt to break that fist, Swibbock hardens his body.

But at the same time the technique was activated, the fist artist was down a lot.

"I see, can you even be hard"

Both Suibok and Eckezaks are finally losing track of who they are.

It can't be normal, such as seeing through hard work at first sight.

Anyway, nothing has changed visually.

"Eckezacks... you know, this guy's technique"

'I don't know... there's not supposed to be this technique I don't know...'

"Why can't I hit the offense, why can this guy see through my behavior...?

Earlier users were, in a way, easy to understand.

But this situation now is as if I don't know.

Swivok had deepened his suspicions about enemies using unknown (...) techniques.

"But then that's it!

The sword can not only be slashed, it can also be poked.

Suibok set Eckezaks in the middle to prepare for the spike.

Even if you can't make a thorough spike in time, you should still be able to attack your opponent.

"No way, you think my school doesn't envisage that?

Assault by spikes, with full force.

Suibok, who tried to do it, failed to step in and fell to the front.

"Hey?!

"Swimbok?!

"Sweet, sweet, sweet!

An iron plate would be planted, a kick by an iron shoe.

As for the ball trick though, a big shaken kick.

It captured the face of Suibo, who had fallen like no other.

"Boo!"

Swivok rolling and dodging pursuit.

The nose on that face was broken, but he slowly recovered.

"Well, if you think you're overpowered, can you also heal? But there's a limit to the total amount. I'll give you till you die."

The fist fighter had spotted the recovery from the effects of the carrot effect.

When I hear that, I'm finally confused.

"Why... can you feel the sense of immortality in me, even though I'm not a Immortal or a Tengu?

With his nosebleeds soaked, Swivok lays down his sword again.

"Stupid, I've never heard of manipulating their bodies."

Approximately, Eckezax, who is not exaggerating by saying that he knows all the techniques, didn't know why.

I have never even used monsters in the old world, such as the art of direct manipulation of the enemy's flesh.

If so, there's no way humans can do that. But it's actually done.

"I was saying before, is it the same as Pandora's function?

'No, assuming the arr is activated, you'll have to die as much as you... but it's similar if you say it's similar'

Even if it's not as good as Eckezaks, Suibok also has 2,000 years of combat experience.

Among other things, it was the first time I had been so disturbed by the pace.

"The first time I stepped in too much, the second time I swung empty, the third time I fell... was too much power?

Here, Suibok had one technique in mind.

That is, aside from manipulating the other person's flesh, he was simply remembering the art of being able to read the other person's physical information.

"No way."

Here, I finally felt the sign of the other person using the gas collection method.

By doing so, Swivok had finally understood the power in his opponent.

"Really?!

"Well, can you even feel the power of this manipulation?"

"Eckezacks, the power in this man is Auxiliary! This guy's a witch road user!

'... stupid, why is the dragon bait beating me up?!

It was a technique manipulated by opponents who had never fought directly but had fought indirectly.

That is, a technique that allows you to bleed and supply air to a specific opponent.

A technique that allows you to learn more about the person you are connected to.

That was the witchcraft that existed in the secret cell, the witchcraft by Sukei.

"Well, was there anyone else in my tempera who lived in manipulative blood?"

"Don't be ridiculous! Why would a witchcraft user beat me up! There's something else like that!

"No, but the Great Tengu also said. Immature witchcraft users increase or decrease the amount of blood they supply to their opponents, which in turn inhibits their movement."

Suibok's body was indeed manipulated by a boxer.

It just wasn't directly manipulated. It was disrupting my movements in a way that held me back.

"You mean the art of putting unnecessary force on the target and inhibiting movement..."

"Yes, sir! Well done, you broke it!

I can put in the strength I need when I need it. That's why I can operate correctly.

With the necessary force already in place, the operation will be significantly disrupted if further efforts are made without authorization.

"By an invisible thread, manipulate the target. So fuck the blood, puppet fist!

Neither Suibok nor Eckezaks can block their open mouths against the discerning fist fighters.

No, Eckezax has no mouth, but he was extremely thoughtless about the confusion anyway.

Both Eckezax and Suibok thought that Auxiliary Power was the blood that focused on others.

That was the impossible idea, such as misuse of it, elevating failure to extreme physical surgery.

"If you use the art of self-enhancement, you are not the enemy of my puppet fist!

"... even if you didn't use it, is it the same"

"Naturally."

I understand the art theory, if it's witchcraft, I know it. Therefore, we will work out what to do from the principle.

"Certainly witchcraft can share perceptions with connected opponents. Even if I try to mess up at speed, I can catch the opportunity in tune... as I did earlier, but the instantaneous power is useless."

Suibok is a genius, a brilliant talent, and a warrior of hundred wars.

He has met almost all of the many fairy arts, and even has extreme qigong swords and momentum.

Among these mastered techniques, he was exploring effective techniques for his opponent.

"Well, you can wait like this, but not all you take is puppet fists!

Before I could find him, the fistfighter was out front.

"Hard work!

"And... hardened? But! It's not as iron, is it?!

In the form of a handknife, he punched me in the throat.

No matter how amplified in Eckezax, his body strength is not strong enough to withstand attacks on steep points.

Swibbock was trying to jump big... and fell backwards.

"I got it!

"Lightweight!

"Hey, can you even be light?!

Being lighter means not falling down.

The lighter swimbok was able to retreat to the rear as per the prospects.

Even if you can grasp that, fist fighters can only miss it.

"Chi..."

"The technique is grasped at the moment of activation. But I don't know until I activate it... even if I can sense preparation, I don't know until I activate the effect"

It is not expressed as a sentence, it can only be understood from experience and phenomena.

That was the same for fairy arts and witchcraft. For example, there are countermeasures.

"I'm not going to be your puppet till hours! Power method, shock leg!

Kick a tree in the mountains and fly forward through the universe with it lightened.

If you walk or run, your feet will be disrupted, but if you don't put your feet on the ground, you can't disrupt your actions.

The fist fighter hesitates slightly when he sees it, but still regains his mind.

(The opponent is a swordsman, he puts something into the sword, but the sword doesn't make sense if you shake it or poke it!

"Qigong swordsmanship, ten characters!

(If you poke, you have to dodge it, but if you shake it, let it empty again, until you strike back together!

"Inner kung fu, hard kung fu!

Swivok flies at high speeds by a rebellious force kicked in a tree, parallel to the ground and body.

The Eckezacks I had in my hand didn't poke in, they were swinging big.

And Swibok, obviously, began to swing out in front of the fist artist.

(Stupid, too soon! The surgery is activated in parallel at the same time?! How about a technique that can be activated even in the distance?!

A puppet fist is a technique that disrupts the movement rather than manipulates the other person's body.

Assuming your opponent doesn't move at all, that's what you can't do.

At the same time, if the opponent can attack a wide range from a distance, nothing can be done just to disrupt the movement.

(Puppet fists cannot be delayed, even if they can be activated sooner in surgery or movement! No way, you already nursed that?!

"Power method, crack!

The technique, activated in front of the fistfighter, is only a technique that produces shock waves.

That doesn't mean you can kill humans, even though it's amplified in Eckezacs.

At best, to the extent that it gently shivers the other's body.

"Ugh......!

"Even if it was connected by yarn!

Releasing his hard and light body work, Swivok wields Eckezax again as he puts his foot on the ground.

"You can't mess with me if you're trembling yourself!

A swing all over you.

It was mutilating the fist artist's body without sound.

"It was brilliant, Swibbock. That's the strongest swordsman you've ever had."

"Dude, if they weren't alone and had company... no, even if they weren't"

The opponent had certainly planted iron plates and the like, which could be called dark vessels.

But even so. I was basically fighting with my fists and feet.

"If I had a weapon, I would have lost just like that"

Earlier opponents made sense that it was their bare hands.

But they're different now. If you lack attack power, you should have used your weapon.

"... why mercenaries stick to their bare hands"

To the mutilated enemy's corpse, Swibbock was throwing a question about not returning.

Suibok, who won, couldn't help but pluck his sense of defeat, including injuries to his hands.