“Hey, Theo. Did you predict all of this?”
Nike saw Theo, who had prevented his third stab at Irene.
As if he had seen the future, he accurately blocked his attack.
I had no intention of looking at it. I was thinking of ending Irene with an attack a while ago.
“It’s fun, it’s fun.”
Nike had a boyish expression on her face when she found a pretty shell in the sand on the beach.
It was a skill that I had never shown anyone, not even Philip, to predict this.
On the contrary, Theo had a calm face as usual.
“You have so much to say to my fiancee. I didn’t know you talked so much, Neike.”
“Ah. I’m sorry, Theo. I think I misunderstood, but it’s because it’s fun to compete with Irene. I really didn’t have any other intentions.”
Saying so, Nike immediately delivered the next stab.
The tip of the spear seemed to point towards Irene’s abdomen, then bent at a strange angle and aimed at the right thigh.
Chaeeng-!
However, that attack was also blocked by Theo’s long sword.
“Wow, can you stop this too?”
Nike let out a pure exclamation.
Naturally, I thought he would defend his abdomen, but Theo read his intentions as before.
“Irene, quickly grab your sword again!”
“Yes, yes! I see!”
At Theo’s cry, Irene tried to pick up her weapon, which was 15 steps away.
“Hahaha, I can’t let it be like that.”
Nike moved quickly and tried to follow Irene.
“Okay.”
However, Theo immediately stopped in front of Nike.
Its speed was actually faster than Nike.
“Wow, that’s really amazing. That’s the speed you showed during the match against Noktar. You looked very tired after the game, did you recover in the meantime?
Without following Irene any further, Nike stabbed Theo with a spear.
Irene’s hand was torn when she blocked it just twice, that attack.
No matter how Theo uses the amplified [Overlord], it is a stab with power that is difficult to block easily.
Whoops-!
But Nike’s spear tore only the pitiful air.
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Fortunately, the enhanced [Observer’s Eye] caught the tip of Nike’s spear without missing a beat.Theo didn’t stop, but rather went deep into Nike’s arms.
The space is so narrow that it is difficult to wield a long sword.
‘But Nike’s attack is also sealed.’
Theo shoved his left hand into his bosom, pulled out a dagger for fighting, and swung it towards Neike’s chest.
“Wow-!”
However, Nike tilted her upper body back, as if lying on her back in the standing position.
It was an impossible move without flexibility and a strong waist, but Nike did it naturally.
Whoops-!
Nike put her arms on the floor, lifted her legs to kick Theo, and then spins in midair.
Theo did not miss the brief gap in which Nike rotated.
After blocking the kick by crossing his arms in an X-shape, he immediately threw the dagger for dagger in his left hand at Neike.
“Wow wow.”
However, Nike hit the dagger flying through the spear even when she couldn’t see because she was spinning.
A defense close to a stunt that a criminal could not have imagined.
He only heard the sound and guessed the location of the flying dagger. This is the intuition that Nike had from birth.
“Wow, that’s absurd.”
“Look at the level of the game… Neike, did he have an eye on the back of his head?”
“Is Theo counting like that? You don’t get pushed by Nike? It seems like you’re putting pressure on him.”
The crowd looked at each other with wide-eyed eyes and murmured.
However, Nike and Theo on the pitch had no time to care.
The two never took their eyes off each other.
If you listen to the crowd for a moment, you will lie on the floor of the stadium.
“Theo!”
Irene picked up the sword again.
“Ugh!”
Irene frowned. The bare palms were sore.
Red blood flowed from the hand holding the sword again.
But there is no time to groan in pain.
‘I have to help somehow. Theo will soon be the limit.’
Irene immediately came and stood next to Theo.
“Hahaha. That’s great, Theo? Aside from the speed, the movements are so natural, like flowing water? Did you secretly gain experience in combat?”
Nike smiled and looked at Theo.
“·················ogue.”
Instead of answering, Theo chuckled.
He licked his tongue three times.
That’s a sign I had previously woven with Irene.
While you are facing each other, aim for a gap and score the final blow.
“No, I saw it with my own two eyes.”
Simultaneously with those words, Theo took out a dagger for sparring from his bosom and threw it at Nike, and then ran again.
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Breathe up to the bottom of your chin.
The muscles of the whole body scream for help and complain of pain.
My eyes are so bloodshot that they seem to pop out.
Theo knows better than anyone.
that you don’t have much time allotted to you.
Percussion-!
Nike simply slashes the flying dagger.
Again, throwing the dagger didn’t work for Neike.
Of course, I didn’t mean to be right. It was intended to hold his movement for a moment.
Theo, who quickly approached the distance he could reach when swinging his long sword, swung his sword with acceleration.
Whoops!
The sword drew a silver trail and aimed at Nike’s left shoulder.
However, it is simply blocked by Nike’s spear.
As if he knew that, Theo immediately turned around in place and aimed at Nike’s right shoulder.
A slash with additional rotational power without spilling acceleration.
“Aww!”
Nike let out a fair exclamation, and raised her spear to block the blow. A heavy attack that shook his lower body for the first time.
Instead of counterattacking, Nike took two steps back.
‘Even while avoiding, I can’t see any gaps.’
Irene looked at Neike’s back and bit her lips tightly.
···················Theo immediately followed Neike.
As the distance between the sword and the spear increases, the sword becomes at a sharp disadvantage.
‘Now is the last chance.’
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Flowing nosebleeds wet his dry lips and drips down his chin.There is no time to steal a nosebleed with the back of your hand.
Nike has a talent that is not enough to be given any praise or title related to genius.
Don’t give yourself time to get used to your swordsmanship.
Theo swung his sword crosswise.
“Haha, Theo. Don’t overdo it. My nose is bleeding. I was wondering because the movements are so extreme… It’s the ability to draw on your future self.”
Nike leaned over to avoid Theo’s cross-slash.
“············”.
Theo didn’t say anything, and kicked a soccer kick with his right foot to Nike, who had his head bowed down.
As Theo had done earlier, Nike crossed her arms in an X to block the kick.
“Ugh!”
Sensing the attack from behind, Nike immediately fell to the floor.
A few strands of hair were cut. Irene’s sword passed over her head.
But Nike still holds the spear. He swung the spear low, as if sweeping the floor straight away.
Theo and Irene jumped. Simultaneously with the leap, Theo pulled out a dagger from his arms and threw it at Nike.
“Ugh!”
A dagger was stuck on the floor where Nike’s head had been a while ago.
Nike is about to wake up right away, but a dagger is flying in succession.
‘This cannot be avoided.’
Nike looked at the flying dagger. And the moment the dagger hit his forehead, he bowed his head strongly.
The dagger pierced the floor as if nailed with a hammer.
A feat that would not have been attempted if it was a dagger with a real blade, not a dagger for daggers.
But it’s not without damage.
Blood dripped from the center of Nike’s forehead.
“·······It’s really amazing.”
Nike’s eyes fell cold. The innocent expression on her face from a while ago was gone.
Whoops-!
Nike turned towards Irene, who was aiming for her from behind, without looking at her.
“Uh-huh!”
A kick at unexpected timing. Irene barely defended herself with both arms.
Irene’s arms were already shaking. It was also brave not to miss the sword.
At that moment, Theo ran up to Nike again and swung his sword wildly.
“Wow.”
Nike let out a sigh involuntarily with her still sunken eyes.
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From Irene’s swordsmanship that I had just seen before, to Noctar’s axe, and even Phil’s three-swordsmanship.The skills of the opponents he had seen so far, melted in it, were clearly visible.
‘That’s great, Theo? I independently interpreted the techniques used with other weapons.’
In front of Neike’s eyes, he sees Theo biting his lip with a look as if he’s about to collapse at any moment. The veins in his eyes burst and tears flowed, and the blood from his nose soaked the feathers of his coat red.
With the determination to feel even the noble beauty, Neike returned to her original pure eyes.
“I am.”
It was a moment worth more than any actual action.
Nike blocked the intermittent attacks of Irene and focused on capturing Theo’s swordsmanship.
············· Around the time Theo’s sword play gradually becomes dull.
Beep profit-!
The referee’s whistle sounded.
The game is over.