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Kiyojiro had the most horrible role. The bearer of a power that crushes the human body with a single blow and the role of approaching from the front and doing both towing and attacking. Of the thirteen, the mortality rate is the highest.

Katherine's statement that the attack should be at 2% and dodge at 98% is appreciated.

(If we can maintain this flow, we can win)

Kiyojiro thought so and tightened his mind.

(Don't lose if you stay in this stream)

On the other hand, Viper was thinking the same thing as Kiyojiro.

(I need to do something... there is a way to do something about it. But I'm quite ready for a beating)

Viper takes a glimpse of Seita and Kiyojiro in the front.

(I can't think of any other hand, and I have to do it)

The decision was made, and Viper advanced toward Suntae.

Naturally, Seongtae even thoroughly escapes, while others follow the gap of the viper and continue to attack from a distance or close range.

Until now, Vipers have also made efforts to avoid enemy attacks, but have now abandoned them. He abandoned all his defenses and dodges and switched to a method of warfare that would definitely crush one person at a time, without saving himself the damage he would take.

"Shit!

Even though he was being targeted, Seita screams in haste and fear.

Faint also couldn't keep up with the movement of the viper, and finally the long leg of the viper captured the right leg of Seongtae.

I just made a quick foot payment, but that's enough. Shattered fracture of right leg, Suntae falls.

Samuta was exposed to the fear of death stabbing Todome, but Viper doesn't care. Disabling it will suffice.

(Even these guys don't want to break me, but I can break these guys. Besides, if you show me you won't break this one, I can kill these guys. Conversely, if you break these guys, they could go crazy in death.)

That's what Viper was calculating.

Next, aim for one person who was repeating a melee attack from the side. Like Seita, I chased him around, broke his leg bone and left him out of combat.

The shooting crew turns to the vicinity as Samuta and the other fill the hole.

After that, Viper continues to focus on one person. In the meantime, however, the damage caused by the solution of the gun and the flesh-bomb attack adds up. Especially the damage to the solution, which is only aimed at the feet, is serious. Although I look at the gap and push it out of my body.

(Thirteen - no, until eleven are finished, do you have any? Maybe I won't be able to stand first. It's a bad beating)

Upon tumbling the third person, Viper noticed that his movements were becoming dull. As soon as possible, my legs are stuck as I think they are.

Midori and Rod, little by little with each other, pack the intermission. But once in a while, move backwards or sideways, to restrain, the distance between the two does not shrink inside.

Sooner or later the rod will move as it was bounced. Midori waits for it and is after the counter.

Rod expects it, too, and asks for the opportunity.

It was the first experience for Rod to concentrate his nerves so far. It's also the first time we've faced each other plenty over time without moving on to an attack. My body refuses to step into the enemy's attack range cheaply. If you step in at once, the whole body's cells are teaching you when you get instant payback.

It is also assumed that Midori will change the structure and set it up from Midori. That's more unfavourable, Rod predicts. Naturally given the length of the gain.

Midori will be able to rebuild and visit the counter immediately before the rod steps in with a successful sword attack. It was no different than the first time I was confronted with a weapon called a sword, and Rod saw its vigeon.

Only time passes in the pageant. Once upon a time, there was a similar match in a heterogeneous martial arts fight that Rod saw on TV. A battle that keeps us at constant distances from each other, just occasionally towing, and doesn't try to meet inside. Rod, who was a child at the time, despised the two players in the game as a substitute that he could not even call a battle, but now he can neither despise nor mock it.

I was underestimating all sorts of things, I was young, I was blue, and if I brought you here, what would be going on?

(You're going to die. be killed)

Rod tells himself with certainty. Rod understands that even though the girl's power is a wooden knife, it is possible.

(Don't underestimate that as a wooden knife. I think it's a blade)

That's what I'll say further.

The sword is a weapon that, by its centrifugal power when wielding, can be powerful even with the power of women. Rod confronted the sword for the first time and was spotting it at a glance.

Moving little by little, Rod was desperately fighting. When you can get rid of them.

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Midori knew that too. That the rod pokes just a few gaps enough to thread through the hole in the needle to come stuck all at once.

Midori stands quietly, as if to scrape the nerves of the rod without deliberately showing the gaps and imitating them as inviting. Yes, this is a quiet attack on the mental.

In the way of making an intermission - a measure of each other's air and air control rights, an attack range that should be colourless and shapeless, is certainly visible. visualized.

As he looks at it, Rod measures his momentum and timing as he emerges, with his eyes and skin. Measure with chi. Measure with your heart.

Plenty of time, little by little, Rod approached Midori - he finally jumped in.

Like a cobra that instantly stretches out its body toward its prey, Rod packs his time at once.

With a small body, he intended to devour his fists relentlessly. I can't think from my regular rod. I'm not the kind of man who raises his hands on women and children.

But he looked like the girl in front of him. He's not weak. If you lose your mind, this one can be killed.

Rod's fist - released toward Midori's head - never hit him.

Midori's body moves to the side of the rod. At that time, the tip of Midori's sword disappeared from Rod's view.

The movement of Midori into the side of the rod and the movement of the sword that arcs with it. Two tracks, like flowing, like getting involved.

Comma Seeing the two orbits drawn instantly during a few seconds, Rod even felt beautiful. The two tracks looked rod all the way down, but from the way down, they had disappeared from sight. I couldn't keep up with my body at all.

The tip of the sword, which completely disappears from Rod's sight, strikes the back of Rod's knee, leaving Rod feeling limp and disfigured, buttocking.

No matter how much the centrifugal force helps, the force I don't think was rolled out of the girl's power. And hit hard.

"Ababa Bubba"

Midori looks down at herself, shows her beautiful line of white teeth, and gives her a weird laugh.

"haha"

It makes me laugh so that I can stick with the rod too. I admit the battle was won. The defeat to no skin, on the contrary, made me feel crisp.

(You'd look pathetic if you watched from the side. You think a good adult lost to a girl like this? But...... if you feel sorry for me, I'd tell you to try it too. This guy is definitely a master.)

(Well... it's an anomaly. My victory, too. Rebirth is repeated, because there is a accumulation of years of training spanning three digits. That's unbeatable by most of the opponents ~. I want to see my true brother, unless he cheats on me)

While Rod thought so, Midori remembered when he was truly defeated.

Catherine was surprised by the speed of her true reaction, but she fired two shots without panic.

I didn't have time to look at the opponent's muzzle and ballistics, so the truth is I just flinch.

More throwing ropes fly in. At some point the two throwing ropes are united, but the fire remains on.

At the same time as the evasion, True threw steel wires with long needles first into the ring of throwing ropes.

Before the throwing rope returns, True catches the long needle at the tip of the steel wire with his left hand. The steel wire extends from the sleeve of the right hand.

Seeing Katherine spinning the throwing rope, I was really convinced that I hadn't been noticed what I had done, crossing my hands in front of my face, and then pulling every body I could think of.

"Huh?"

Katherine flashes when she sees the part of the throwing rope ring cut.

Steel wires converge. The purpose is to hook the wheel, so now Lariat needs to be re-tied again, so it's useless.

(Unless there's a spare)

I wanted to end it before they gave me a spare that might be there, and the truth was that the rope was cut and I poked a gap in Katherine that surprised me, and I shot the machine pistol bullets in a row.

I don't have a lot of time to reload or anything, but I have a spare gun and I can afford to pull it out. Even if this doesn't stop you, it's possible to continue the fight.

But it didn't seem necessary either. Two bullets wore Katherine's fatty abdomen.

Catherine, who was thought to fall at the front, stops it with her hands on the floor.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Catherine rises with the roar. Still looks combative enough. It even looks as if the abdominal shooting isn't working.

But the truth is, I was looking at the surrounding situation outside of Katherine.

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