“great. great. very good.”
Pataxion grabbed the spear that had been broken in half and jumped to his feet. He rolled on the ground several times, and his body was covered in dirt.
Still, his face was full of pure smiles like a child. A pure smile that can't be controlled because it's fun.
“It’s been a long time since I felt like this. Compared to the power of the weapon, it has a little sense, but it is something you have to learn gradually. very… I like it very much. You can learn the senses, but you can't easily acquire that kind of power.”
A spear broken in half. Pataxion, looking down at it, put the two together. His energy leaked through the broken gap, and he tied them even tighter.
Those whose qigong is stronger than steel can even turn straw into a weapon. Even if a weapon that is not a relic is broken, there is no loss in the power of the spear.
No, rather.
“You’ve used your skills, so in return, I’ll show you my diligence.”
Pataxion turned the spear round and round.
Then, using the cut in the middle as a node, the spear rotated like a windmill. It was more like a giant flail than a spear.
Broken spear, the resulting joint. A spear swaying precariously on its axis.
The spear cut in half looked more dangerous than ever.
“The windows are straight and hard. Draw simple lines and take the enemy's life. However, a person must be soft and flexible. Strength comes from tenderness.”
In the past, Patraxion went through 100 duels and was torn apart.
On the borderline between life and death, he walked to the castle with a blood-stained spear. In front of the castle gate, the last bastion of the kingdom, the guardian knight, stood in front of him like a mountain.
The guardian knight who was called the strongest at the time was stronger than anyone else. When the spear was swung, Mount Tai was split open and the ground was swept away. Patraxion, caught in the storm, also rolled on the ground several times. The spear he was holding was split in half, his armor shattered horribly, and a huge halberd seemed to take his life any moment.
Amid the increasingly blurred vision, Patraxion swung a broken spear. Then, suddenly, I saw the tip of the spear moving faster than ever.
“The straight line is short. But it's not always fast. Because we have this body, we stand on this earth. The fastest trajectory draws a curve close to a circle.”
At that moment, for a brief moment, Pataxion made sense. He couldn't grab it, only his fingertips touched me.
That alone was enough to take the life of the Guardian Knight.
“Take it.”
“… Chew!”
Shai pulled out Jizan and lifted it up, turning the ground upside down.
The rocky thorns sprouted up in a bamboo shoot. The earth became a huge barrier and stopped Pataxion. As if someone was playing with the earth, the long cherries fell to the top of the cracked ground in all directions.
However, Patraxion avoided it all by taking a strange step.
He gently swept over the waves flowing on the ground, and avoided the slash from the sky by a single sheet of paper.
Catch the attack with a sense of humor.
Push and pull the ground naturally.
A person who has reached a point where he can handle his whole body as he pleases.
A feat that unfolds as if standing on a blade of a knife.
When he jumped over all obstacles and came close to the reach of the spear, Zhejiang grabbed the broken spear with both hands. Like a leaf swaying in the wind, the tip of the spear gently swayed.
In a space where the earth rippled and the sky collapsed, Patraxion shot the desperate need of his life.
season, season.
A window cut in half drew a trajectory.
It was a curve that was very close to a straight line.
From the legs, waist, shoulders, arms, and hands to the joints of the spears split in half. A tremendous amount of experience is loaded into each joint, and power is radiated from all sides.
This is the principle that the supreme awakened.
He draws a straight line, but it is the sum of numerous curves that exist in his spear and body.
can not avoid. can't stop it The trajectory that reached the reason jumped over Jizan and aimed at Shay's face. The straight line he drew is one of the few correct answers that a tool called a spear can get in this world.
Biggie that came to be called jeep-chang.
How to drain this.
“Cheoneng!”
Just twisting the space itself.
Unleashed the power of Cheoneng. A mystery is peeped through the gap, and the space swells.
The never-before-stricken, never-behind-the-scenes spur of the moment swept past Shay's ears. Her torn black hair flew into the darkness.
“Hmm. I was trying to scratch my skin.”
A twinkle in Patraxion's eyes lit up. He initially planned a trajectory to slightly deflect his ball, but it went farther than expected.
At the center of it was an invisible sword with Shay, but that was not all.
“I am sensitive. Good weapons and good skills. Especially on the defensive side.”
The two kept their distance as if they had made a promise. Shay muttered with a very displeased face.
“… look at you.”
“It’s a common touch in a match. Aren't they the same?”
I didn't do my best. Perhaps they exchanged each other's skills one by one.
Still, Shay was dissatisfied with this result. It's not impossible to win, but the fight itself felt like being overwhelmed.
“I can see why you look weak. The qigong you have learned is extremely defensive.”
It was the same with Pataxion, who had fought arms-to-arms a while ago. He said, putting the half-broken spear over his shoulder.
“The response is perfect. All my attacks followed. Even the first time I saw it today, I reacted in a way. excellent. But, as you know, defense alone cannot win.”
“… I know!”
“It is extremely difficult to repair the qigong. You will have to find your own means there.”
The Celestial Radius is the ultimate defense mechanism.
That means the attack is far from reaching that level.
Thanks to the memories of the regression that were engraved on his body one by one, Shay's survivability and responsiveness increased as the episodes passed. This allowed Shay to see more and do more.
But at no point was Shay able to overwhelm an enemy of a similar level.
“It seems like it’s impossible to be alone. Even in the abyss, not much has changed.”
Shay's skills are mostly due to the celestial radius. She overcame her attacks, which she had watched as she died, engraved on her body in her next round, one by one.
However, compared to the increasingly skilled celestial radius.
Still, her attacks depended on simple power.
“Become a general. Brother, no. Don't give me insight on an equal footing. You can also gain experience and introduce other strong players. It will help.”
Shay did not feel the joy of being recognized even with the proposal of a chorus.
Because, I've already been through it in the previous episode.
When Shay was roaming the military to get information about the abyss. Because he had once received the teachings of sangjang.
At that time, Shay was not dressed as a man. Because she knew she loved her own daughter very much, and that she was tolerant of her children of her age.
However, he was too generous with Shay at that time. Shay was vehemently against going to Tantalus, which took a lot of time.
And Shay was taught by him.
Don't know about the defensive side, but Shay's offensive side didn't improve at all.
“… I will refuse.”
I've already failed, so there's no need to worry. Patrak Xion clicked her tongue.
“Is that so? I’m sorry.”
“I’m not very sorry.”
“What? hey. This is not an opportunity that comes easily. A few days ago, there were people who wanted to teach me.”
It was when the two of them fell into a brief lull, grabbing their weapons.
“Go there.”
A soft voice came from the darkness. A pitch-black darkness that seemed to scatter in the air dispersed, and from there a silver-haired vampire walked up to me proudly.
And there was a certain person hanging from Tirkanjaka's hand.
Pataxion's eyes widened.
“Eh. Hey Gand. What are you doing there?”
Patraxion's disciple and lieutenant, Colonel Gand, who was guarding the area, was grabbed by Tirkanzaka. He struggled and shouted, unable to shake his slender arms.
“… Cotton, no! But, Master, back away! Sijo is… ! We cannot win!”
“What?”
Pataxion looked at the vampire's hand. And I quickly realized what had happened.
Tirkanjaka's right arm had a spear pierced from his palm to his elbow. It must have been Gand's work.
However, to Tirkanzaka, a penetrating wound was as minor as being stabbed by a needle. Tir Khan Jhaqa staggered with his arms tied and grabbed Gand's by the neck.
“Your skill is pretty good. There are not many beings who have hurt my body so much.”
Pataxion asked with a puzzled face.
“No, you don’t bleed even if you are stabbed?”
“damn… ! Avoid! Compatibility… !”
Even if they say it is a blast, the essence is to draw a trajectory that pierces through anything.
However, the ancestors of vampires do not die when they see through them. In other words.
“You cannot kill me. It has been and will always be.”
Tirkanjaka muttered languidly.
It wasn't called a knight killer for nothing. Because Tirkanjaka does not die and is not consumed, it is the natural enemy of knights who use swords and spears.
Tirkanzaka pulled out the spear. In the process, not a drop of blood that made up Tirkanjaka came out. It would have been a more tragic sight if the stick was pulled out of the clay doll.
Pataxion understood the situation and muttered.
“Wow. Wait a minute. Was it like that? I didn't mean to 'actively avoid engagement' for nothing.”
“I also want you to do the same. If I keep resisting, I will have to make this guy in my hand my shadow.”
“OK!”
Pataxion threw the broken spear. At the same time, Tirkanzaka also placed Colonel Gand. Gand hesitated and backed away.
Pataxion playfully slapped Colonel Gand in the head as soon as he returned.
“Hey, are you fussing around in vain? If you don't think it's going to be your opponent, you should pass it on.”
“… Even a hundred mouths can’t say anything.”
“Look, you bastard, you lost your confidence. Now do you understand? How many strange things are there in the world?”
Meanwhile, Tirkanzaka approached Shay and bruised her with slightly cold eyes.
“Enjoy in moderation. Don't we have a purpose to find Hugh? If you were to die here, what would I be?”
“… okay. Sorry.”
“Well? Why are you so obedient? became I’ve seen a lot of guys build friendships like this.”
“… man… .”
“However, if something like this happens in the future, you will have to call me. Did you not miss the good view… .”
So they headed in opposite directions as if nothing had happened.
The duel of the century was over, but there was no spectator. The night of Falcharis was over, sending what happened today to the other side of oblivion.