Tower of Karma - Chapter 392

It was from the king that began to move. It does not show the color of the alert at all, it just rushes the distance. I have not put on the teeth, such as the sword that has defeated many warriors with a blow.

Black silver dumplings. The march of the king.

“Hey, it’s a scum bug!”

The king was too defenseless. The challenger’s presence is heard. The bluff we were showing at this place was used before. However, no one said that with that.

The seeds sown at that time, here and now-

“Oh, I guess. Temee, I used to pull out just a little at that time, too”

reap. Aoi Tsuji’s presence was even faster than he had shown before, and a sharp blow was supposed to beat the opponent’s torso. At the moment when the match was released, Lionel showed a response from the timing when no one was in time. And he was given the power of God to express his thoughts earlier than anyone else in the body.

The words that float in Alfred’s mind are a word of genius. The man expresses it off with his whole body. Ikai is not the strongest attack method. Because it is a long-awaited tactic and the source is limited, the trajectory of the sword flash is also limited. Measures are easy. Even if it is that of Godspeed, it can be prevented if it has the spirit and the accuracy of the sword that can pass through the spirit and reason.

In fact, it didn’t work for Kyle, and Mira looked after it a couple of times and did the same.

However, the capture method of the man who says Lionel makes a line with them. See the moment they were released and fend off when the orbit is known. Simple but this man made it in time in a way that would not be in time if it were human response speed.

“… I’m going. I’m going.”

“Leice”

As Lionel gets out of his position, he regains his position only with the strength of the trunk and swings the sword with that force. The aim is-Alfred’s second shot. Forced to respond to the two-stage stance at the sheath that would have been set up from the beginning.

An impact that bursts at the center of two people. It may have been broken unless it was a sword for swordsmanship. Even so, this is a battle, and it is inevitable that the sword and the sheath will be tight.

“That’s not good enough. It’s tough.”

“Does this stop it?

Self is advantageous in power. It is a fact that is already clear. In addition, Alfred is the opposite of the dominant arm, the left hand. The pressure is in this case the area of ​​Lionel. Use pressure to secure superiority. It can only be done by those who excel in power.

The first stage was won-

“But, the third step-”

Alfred smiles. Lionel saw the smile. However, his knowledge is not enough to grasp the meaning of a smile. No, no one in this place knows that everyone except Ark, who regularly matches the sword, knows it.

“–do not know!”

So it passed.

勁 勁 勁 勁 勁 勁 な い な い な い モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ モ ノ. It is transmitted to the sword.

“Break!”

At first glance. The shattering pods, Lionel pushed in and forced back, and Alfred, who has three lines, win the first stage.

“… I went there”

“Cut your mouth. If you think you can’t do it, you can’t.”

But there is no smile on Alfred’s face.

(This is true, though)

Three steps of the fierce battle that put all. If it is an ordinary opponent, it will get squeezed at the first strike. If the opponent is in the mind and has taken measures, it will be finished in the second shot. It is natural that the third row is completely exclusive to Lionel, and there can be no pressure after the second row except for him.

That didn’t produce much effect. Alfred thought that about 30% could win with this attack. Use the pieces that you can hold at once, and finish in a quick battle. As it is inferior in physical ability, it was ideal to decide at the beginning of the round.

(…… … the same as a fist strike at that time. The reason is not clear, but if you look at your feet, it’s a must)

The power of mystery to fill the power difference with you. However, as with the sign that I showed it last time, it takes a step so that a crack may occur in the foot of a stone pavement. In other words, just look at it and deal with it. You can handle it from there. If you understand it, you are not afraid.

“Don’t you still have a head?”

“Sorry, how is it?”

A cheering ensues in the exchange of the two.

The audience will hardly have any idea what kind of communication was done in this moment. Still I understand that it was a great exchange. Both eyes passed through the dead line with unstoppable premature work. The thrill is transmitted to them.

And those who knew it had a greater impact than theirs. The sharpness of the first hand, the corresponding Lionel, and the second hand as if they were known to correspond were all over the understanding of Lionel’s super response, the last third hand.

“Hyeh, you’re not kidding, Lionel’s bastard”

“Who is that Loran. No way, that man.”

“That end is a mouth shut. I don’t know where my ears are.”

“… Well, indeed, it’s interesting!”

“Hey, maybe it’s a different thing. That girl, it’s a genius in a different direction from Lionel.”

The man whom I recalled was a man who was far from the word of genius. The flowering in a true sense was a long time after it came out to the world, and it can be imagined that it took a magnificent time, including the preparation period before that.

Soon Lutethes will know. That that boy and that man are different existence-

“Good, well, again, the atmosphere has changed a lot.”

Beyond Loran’s eyes-

“I will borrow, Mira”

There was a figure of Alfred who attacked Lionel by unusual movement. Flexible, endlessly, the weird sword was too far from the knight’s mark. A sword comes out of a place where it is not expected. Mass of battle sense, movement which can only be called so.

“Have you gotta see that … you won’t win”

“There is no table of contents. I don’t feel like I can beat either of them.”

“… don’t plan. I can’t win either.”

Arsene was freezing in the spine. They are so strong that the knights who have been brought up to Teshio and the proud men of their men are jealous. And they both look young. If you’re a teenager, if you’re a teenager, no one can beat your men, even if you think about growth.

“Gu, still more!”

“It’s been a long time ago, it’s an opportunistic move”

Overrun Irregular, it is Lionel which does not get tired even after the avalanche of battle sense. As if it were easy, we drove Alfred’s sword imitating Mira. It will be a foul as it will look and move, look and move, and be in time.

The odd trunk and physical abilities also play a role in it. The man who says Lionel somehow is a genius. You can’t beat it with a replica of Mira, the same genius.

(Is it real, how about it?

Probably this won’t win. Even the original is subtle. There is no win in degraded copy.

(If it’s weird and you can’t do it, you can play at the speed!)

It is Claude’s moth to imitate. The sword with a main thrust is very similar to that of Lambert. The type that can compete with the number of rotations, the speed of attack and the hand, if this-

“Ha! Ordinary people are!”

“Sh!”

The battle between the two will overheat.

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Alfred laughs at the wall, the cliff of talent that can not be exceeded by the effort. Alfred was the first to see a wall so high. Of course, I have seen my back too long like my father or Kyle. They came there after a loss of talent, effort and immeasurable.

But the man in front is not. He has not lost anything. I do not think that it is necessary to stretch the power given by God, or just to stretch it. He knows. From now onwards, those who reign over the eyes now on the eyes will change their power relationships in a few years. There is no need to do anything. You become strong and they become weak.

Ten years later I am myself. I have that as a conviction. And that would be correct. In terms of personal force, he will surely be, and that is why he does not make an effort. I do not feel the need to do.

“… Are you out of stock?”

Alfred’s attacking hand is exhausted. I knew that I could not attack with my own hand. A weird sword, a sword specializing in rotation speed and speed, is the same as a kid in front of his eyes and body.

“If so, next is my turn.”

Lionel accelerates a lot and jumps into the pocket at once. The hand claps you back and throws your hand away, and as you change it, the sword comes out of its unnatural position. Even if you avoid it with a single layer of paper, Lionel will close the distance as usual, and will laugh at the nose.

“Temee’s turn will never turn again”

Alfred’s sword is watching well though it is ugly. It responds to the moment it starts to move, and by the time it arrives it can’t break even its shadow. On the contrary, it is a business that flies from an odd position to a powerful counterattack. It was a great show for the audience. Thrilling, yet stylish.

The movement of Lionel accelerates further whether the condition came out. Dodge, fight back, chase after another, pass through the deadly line and get helpless prey in the range.

Exactly the champion, winning pattern of the absolute champion.

Lionel! Lionel! Lionel!

A voice of honor for the king echoes in the hall. The time of execution came.

“The amount of exercise is going up, not falling”

“The strength of the body, the super-reaction overwhelming, the strongest prestige?”

Loran smiles with exclamations, and Lutes looks at the genius of the affair with a complex look. There is so much quality. I am still a teenager, and that’s about it. The numbers are justice, whether they are thugs. Power gathers people and forces people to obey. That is also a good talent.

That power has been completed here, that the person is good with it, that is not good for Lutethes, and there is a repulsion against the innocence of their own who can not correct it. It can not be exceeded without effort, because it could not even be made to recognize it.

“It’s a good talent. There’s a man who says that Lionel gets more than I thought, but I don’t think he’s inferior in terms of his talent.”

Lydianne is not a warrior. That is why you can peek at the essence without looking at the superficial part. Certainly it would be ideal. If it is a warrior, it will be such a talent. That is why they are only slightly overcast.

The eyes of the challenger are increasing – far from breaking.

Because I did not notice here.

“I’m out of breath. I’m going to play so much, but after all, I think it’s Kas,”

“Ah, ah, oh yeah. It’s kind of kind to wait.”

“It’s the end of the next. It will not stop until it’s over. So, I’m thinking about listening to the loss loneliness. It’s the king’s mercy. Thank you very much.”

“Well then, let’s get it to me without hesitation.”

This breath does not return with a little softness. Fatigue is accumulated in the body. As a result of trying so far, he has received one of the best talents in the world and one of the world’s top-class powers in one point. It turned out that I can not break open myself.

Don’t let it go. The thing to do is one point.

“You’re strong. The first time you see it, you find it special.”

“Even if you give it up now, I’m sorry.

“Today, I’ve put together my blade and my feelings have become stronger. You’re strong, special. So I think it’s frustrating. Now I’m convinced. I like you. I like you, like you. I do not like

Zokuri, Lionel felt the coldness of the battle on his back. The light seen from under the mask, in the depths of it, is incomparable to that of a greenhouse-grown sweet-abyss.

“I have power but don’t make use of it. I didn’t think it was such a horrible sight when you look at it. You are stupid. You are ugly. What an eye for a stagnant talent?”

Zero flickers in the eye. The audience also calmed down little by little. Something strange, everyone begins to detect changes in the atmosphere.

All Ian and warriors were watching it.

“Stimulate me no more, what exactly does Temee do?”

“… nothing else, just looking at me through you, I just thought I was at a loss, I could do more. I was angry with myself who was looking for a reason, I was kicked out of being unbearable, ugly, unbearable to look at, that’s all! Thanks Lionel, thanks to you, I can know me done!”

“I don’t know what it means. And, as I said before … … Temee knows what I am!”

It is the day of humiliation that floats in the mind of Lionel. Those who were inferior to themselves were beaten, kicked, sip mud, crawled around the earth and survived just because they were born. The hell comes to look like the birth winners knew. It was-more angry than being ridiculed. Anger runs around the whole body. Questions and answers are no longer necessary.

“Don’t you get enough? You’ll die soon”

This was the last time I saw it from the first time I saw it.

That’s surely-

“I don’t think there are people who understand you more than I do.”

It is a repulsion to the contrast existence-

“Death!”

It was also a disgust.

“But I want to understand more”

Lionel stepped into Alfred’s range. But, unlike before, Alfred does not even make tremors. Do you give up, or do you have any intentions-

(… Anyhow, what can we do to this ordinary person from now on?)

Lionel switched thinking to attack. At that moment, Alfred also started moving. A blade that can be received at the shortest distance as if it were traced thinking. A chill runs on the back of Lionel. I can not stop feeling bad feelings for the strange feeling transmitted from my palm.

“This is my turn to see.”

The light goes out. Abyss came out before.

Lionel did not know such a cold thing.