Chapter 118
118. Leap
“Come on, man.!”
Nipadang.
I met the sword and the spear again and again..
Benzene was tough and powerful. No matter how good your strength is than the average person..
His opponent was a well-trained soldier..
It was difficult to use one hand to press it with force..
‘So, how?’
I fought, I thought, I ran..
Shed. Extortion spills and Shrewdness Stings.
Line connecting point and point.
Find the best copper wire, stab the sword, and step back to see the reaction.
My feet were busy..
And then, if you look at the gap, you can save the zest of the heavy test from top to bottom. I even put it down..
Close angle!
Benzens, who stopped the strike with a spear, walked to his feet..
This was a fight that Encrid was more familiar with..
In the meantime, you haven't fought countless times with the pins of Ale Karaz-style pak Martial arts..
There, he learned Balaf-style mutualism, and also on the ground technique called bed technique I'm used to it..
He tak and kick Benzens ' feet, and he aim at the gap, and he use his sword to strike the spear. I threw it away..
Land!
At the moment, the spear blade turns sideways..
He put the sword in the gap and put it around his neck..
I can hear the sound of something breaking in the left forearm muscle. It seemed..
But I won..
“You, left hand.”
“Originally tempered. Often, when not seen. It was a weapon of spleen..”
Ready excuses are always beautiful.
I repeat today, and now I'm good at making excuses. I did it..
“Salivary disease.”
“Why Dalian suddenly?”
“I don't know. I'm watching, so I want to stick with it..”
I was training the basics.?
Did you make a great move?.
Step, repeat of pricking and chopping action.
Was there anything else?.
Benzene had nothing to say..
So I knew Encrid was already above himself..
Skills, Toughness.
You can already hate your child since you saved yourself from the duty barracks fire There was no.
I wanted to see him train his sword with his left hand and do what he did..
‘Why do you use your left hand so well?.’
But it looked like something was missing..
“That, what, is weird..”
“Well.?”
No, salutary, if you snappy the explanation, who understands it?.
Benzene, swearing at himself, rolled his head again, and rolled his head Slut who got through tongue rolled and said.
“It's like a dead sword..”
This was the best. Let's explain further, it seems to be a series of flimsy words..
What more do you say to a guy who fights better than you do?.
But when you look at the situation, this was pretty funny..
I told him to step up and fight, and he was blaming his opponent for losing..
“No, that's it..”
“For a moment.”
Encrid stopped his words and began to look at the air with a dazed gaze.
I was keeping my eyes open, but my mind was somewhere else..
Benzene was chagrined..
It was not a spiral of jealousy and jealousy. Benzene was pure at that moment..
Literally like when I first caught the window..
Start the army, grab the first magic, get excited, morning and evening spear When swung.
That's when I remember..
My blood was boiling, and I couldn't stand still..
The one with his right wrist..
After hearing the rumors, I ended my bloody mission and came back with my platoon. Dalian and asleep..
He's like that. He must have been hurt and exhausted..
But why do you roll like that??
But why is he smiling??
I couldn't recall jealousy or jealousy..
The blood was clear and boiling..
“Thank you..”
But Encrid, looking into the air with a dazed gaze, says: "I'm not going to be able to do that." And then I saw Benzene in the distance..
“What are you doing?.”
I asked..
Benzens answered with a look in his eyes.
“Nothing.”
But what do you appreciate? I'm sure he's a strange bastard..
Training crazy maniac, isn't it a good nickname?.
It's definitely a better nickname than the Platoon leader of Mars..
Encrid had something to realize in Benzene's words..
‘Tinker.’
The dissonance I felt as I walked back the way I walked past.
Rather than feeling and finding the wrong thing, I was busy wielding the sword every day.
I didn't know a better way..
But now that we know.
It's a difference of feeling. The right and left hands of right-handers differ in all senses from the fingertips There are.
That was first..
‘From meals.’
Start with cutlery, fork..
At the end, you know how to train your fingertips and arm muscles together There are.
‘Hyde Knife.’
Good. This was going to be the way..
“Captain!”
Kreis's voice rings again..
“krr.”
Ester shows hostility..
“Oh, my god, chew..”
Benzene spits profanity.
“Thank God for letting me see you again..”
And I don't think I've ever done it before, but Mitch Heurian became infatuated with religion. It was wet and blocked in front..
When I ran away, it was a day to go back to my original state..
It was a wall to cross with one left hand..
What do you need to say.
The only answer is to hold the sword and fight..
Encrid fought wordlessly. Wielded a sword. Foot walked.
Tried to memorize the opponent's pattern.
And died.
Pain, Darkness, Abyss, Death.
After he died again, he started living with his left hand the next day.
“What do you do??”
Kreis looked up and asked.
“Fill the stomach.”
“Did your right finger hurt too?”
“No, I'm not using it. It's better not to use it..”
“It's too much..”
Yeah. It's a rough excuse..
Twenty days after I started my left-hand life..
In the meantime, Benzene asked for Dalian a few more times..
It was the face of a soldier who longed for pure power with boiling blood..
“Good.”
Twenty times today, and today, the sound of a dead sword on him. Didn't come out..
‘Thanks..’
He wields his sword again and dies..
So die, so die, so die, so die, so die..
It was the ninety-second time today that I felt a change..
‘It's different..’
If you walk with your left hand the way you walked with your right hand, repeat the same thing. Is it going to happen?.
Not.
The Encridd of the time and the Encridd of the moment are so different..
‘Concentration of one point.’
Immersion, training to draw a sword while immersing yourself in it.
Flesh changed through the technique of isolation.
Immersive and different flesh.
The heart of the Beast that makes you lose your composure.
The movement of my body, so which way the swaying blade is headed.
How much does my body move when it does.
Repeat, Repeat, Repeat.
I was tired of training..
Encrid had a moment he had never felt before.
Shuck.
Shuck.
Shuck.
Beyond the blade moving in my will..
There's no blockage in mimicking the basic formula of mid-air refreshment. Felt.
Accurate, heavy, fast, smooth and bizarre.
My body moved nicely..
What is Talent.
I couldn't define it in a word..
You'll need some dexterity to use your body..
Forgetting everything and focusing on it will be part of your talent..
I couldn't even feel the pleasure..
The sword took care of itself, found its way and moved..
My body moved..
There was no need to look around. As I moved here, I felt the gaze of myself around me..
It was a process of ripping off his talent with acquired effort..
So the first thing you go through.
What you wouldn't have gone through in your life..
Add a keenness to the balance of immersion, physical, and composure.
Encrid is not a repeat, but his swordsmanship is by leaps and bounds in just one day I felt that I had developed..
“After.”
At the same time, there was a shortage..
It's fine..
What do I need to do to fill it.
It wasn't going to be simply wielding a sword.
Things that seem to be between twitchy talents.
Beyond replacing life with your left hand.
I thought I could put the Hyde knife in my hand at all..
So it's a repeat again. There was no change because the lack of clarity was visible..
That's how I repeat it again..
Sometimes it can be boring and sometimes painful..
‘This is it..’
The Encrid takes pleasure in stepping through the path one by one with his left hand Felt.
Looking at yourself growing.
There was nothing to burn him as much as that..
Today I felt I was ready to grind my senses more sharply and now I'm ready to grind my senses..
“Let's bout Dalian.”
Benzene was in the middle of it..
Now he's a friend who messes with him every day..
The fight was not long.
Tadang!
When I struck the blade of the spear and raised the sword, the blade seemed to bend like a snake.
That's the blade that stopped in front of Benzene's neck..
“Chew, it's your left hand..”
“Originally annealed.”
On a similar excuse to the other day, Benzene kept his mouth shut.
Benzene was just outrageous..
‘How do you do this with your left hand?.’
Lamentation did not come out. In the first place, I just had envy and asked you to deal with it..
“What do you think??”
At last, Encrid asked..
Benzens said the inside as it was.
“I thought I had to work hard when I went back..”
At that, Encrid looked away and showed a gentle smile. It was a coveted handsome face..
He soon opened his mouth and said.
“Onya. Then one day Jenny will come over..”
“You bastard.?”
How do you get so excited?.
Jenny was Benzene's seizure switch..
Encrid laughed and pushed him away, and Benzene laughed..
‘I need you to make Jenny confess..’
So, you shouldn't die here..
Piiiiiik.
Whistle cried.
The incandescent twelfth day has begun..
Dalgrak.
Stepping on the gravel, Mitch Heurian appears..
“Daejiang!”
Kreis is a little late today..
Just because today is repeated, it's not the same every time..
Of course, whether Kreis was late or not, that wasn't the main thing..
Put a checksum on your right waist and grip it with your left hand.
“This, indeed. I have to say I was lucky..”
Mitch Heurier looked at Encrid and muttered..
Encrid didn't listen..
At any moment, no whistle, no Mitch Heurian, no Benzene, no Ester, no Kreis..
I forgot myself..
Orot only contained a sword. Sword and opponent, dot and dot forgetting line.
What is Fast.
Governing re-re-re-re-re-re-re -!
The blade that met with the check house vomited friction..
Before the sound is over, the drawn sword draws the optimal copper line, and Mitch Heurian's He fell off his forehead..
Ping.
I heard that sound in Encrid's ears..
A preemptive strike that split time, plunged into a state of immersion and pulled out with power.
This strike was better than the right hand now..
and.
Visor!
Mitch Heurian's sword was also drawn..
Ka-ang!
Blade and blade meet.
The cross-crossed blade, the Encrid, pushed with force.
Knocked up!
Mitch's feet were pushed back.
It was a plate that would fall if you took off your feet. He held on, and Encrid took the distance without giving him a break to pull his sword. Narrowed down.
After narrowing the distance so that you don't have to reach out.
Encrid let go of his sword and held Mitch Heurian's hand. I did..
I crushed my hand with the power of a moment..
Wook.
I heard a mild bone friction..
“Crazy Asshole!”
Tight!
Mitch Heurian slapped his knee on Encrid's thigh.
Encrid, however, did not want to let go of his opponent's hand..
He hit the opponent's fist near the cheekbone and then he had to step back There was no.
‘It's a fist map..’
“Ester!”
As he stepped back and shouted, the quick-noticed leopard sprang forward.
“My Sword!”
It's not a sound to attack, you leopard..
Encrid's heart touched properly..
Ester was sticking her tongue out when she saw what this ignorant human being was doing. He responded to the name and popped out..
In the cry that followed, she jerked the grip of Encrid's sword with her teeth. Threw back.
Ester had to do everything in his power to do this..
Today, the magic is off, and the body is not normal..
Bung, rattling. Tung.
The sword flies low, falling in front of Encrid's step.
Pak!
The window flew to the spot where Ester was..
It was the enemy behind him..
The guy who poked the floor with a single spear again tried to kick Ester with his foot..
Land!
This time, Benzene stopped it..
“Where are you, bastard?.”
The enemy with the spear is excited and snorting, and the two are toward each other. Spear blades, spear blades, fists and feet began to fly.
Encrid picked up the sword in the gap..
“My hands are fine.?”
It's Encrid with a splint on his right wrist. So it didn't seem like a suitable question for him to ask..
“This asshole.”
Mitch Heurian twists his lips and makes him look at Encrid. It was a question..
A little while ago, his thumb was broken..
You can't hold your sword properly without a thumb that gives you strength..
Mitch took a look at his broken thumb and looked at his opponent..
Now I saw Encrid, he lifted the sword with his left hand..
Was he left-handed by nature??
I think it wasn't..
He was the right hand when he fought himself..
It did all its power, too..
I remember, this situation is absurd..
“I'm sorry, but I'm ambidextrous..”
Mitch Heurier spoke and took the sword with his opposite hand.
Left Hand.
Encrid, of course, held the sword in his left hand..
“Yeah, I do from today..”
It wasn't the wrong thing to say..
I'm pretty used to using my left hand through repeating today..
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