CH 284

Volume 12 Episode 12

Then the audience understood.

Why are you doing that?

Then, Samit’s hand, which had put his arm on the armrest, trembled and trembled.

Then, a bright smile bloomed from Samit’s face.

coogong.

And that laughter flower became a huge speculation and spread out in all directions.

“What makes it so difficult to say?”

Samit gets up from his seat.

“It’s been a really long time to say we’re going to have a fight.

do it too That’s great. I’m yours too

I wanted to hang out with you. wonderfully.”

Samit clenched his fists and said,

“I don’t feel like I’m going to lose.”

Beckerman, who was standing there, moved likewise.

Then he pulled out the sword he was wearing around his waist.

“It’s a coincidence, it’s the same with me.”

I’m afraid to finish the word.

Kwajik-!!

The two men left their seats.

The fight between the Red Masters started suddenly.

In an instant, people began to flee to the surroundings.

It was such a fight.

Following the sound of spurs.

aa-!!

Two men collided.

I was also a little late in responding because it was unexpected.

What happens when the two red masters compete, are those two idiots unaware of the fact that they have already fought?

Just as I was about to raise my hand and raise my energy, a long, thin hand gently caressed my shoulder.

When I turned my head, Master was looking at me with the relaxed expression he had always shown.

[Relax.]

Then, a black energy emanated from Master’s hand, and it began to envelop the entire Colosseum note.

A strange aura floated over everyone’s bedside like a shield, before they even understood the strange phenomenon.

aa-!!

Two monsters collided.

Everyone’s hair and clothes are fluttering in the sound of waves exploding in all directions and the shockwave that matches them.

Fortunately, those two guys were in control of their power.

Had it really been hit with electricity, the building would have collapsed now and some of the people would have died.

I shrugged my shoulders.

yes, do what you want

Scared to lean back on the chair again, the two red masters raise their powers.

“It’s Benedict.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Tell the academy kids not to go anywhere and watch it.”

“… … Would it be okay? There must be a safety issue.”

smiled softly.

It seems he doesn’t know the details yet.

“Can you see it now? like a shield.”

” Yes.”

“The person who unfolded that is the strongest on this continent after me.”

When Benedict opened his eyes wide.

[Heh heh, I’m having a lot of fun talking. I’m next to your guy, are you confident?]

A natural smile leaks out.

“Did you forget that before? The call was over soon after.”

Master squeezes my forehead with one hand.

anyway.

“Wow, I see.”

I once said this when I first brought my children to Ishmael.

to broaden your horizons.

It really seems to broaden my horizons.

When will the kids see the Red Master fight again?

Well.

“Even if the sky falls, this coliseum here will be safe, so don’t worry about the surroundings and take care of it. Can you do it?”

Benedict nodded.

So me, Master, and our little ones perfectly possessed as spectators and started watching the two Masters fight.

Well.

But won’t anyone die?

Both are a little too early to die now.

I slowly folded my arms.

uhm.

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Samit gave his eyes strength.

Red mana that shines brilliantly and confuses all directions.

The mana flowing from Beckerman and the mana flowing from Samit himself overlapped and collided in mid-air.

The sound of the space being ripped apart and the sound of the ground cracking open.

I was really familiar with the visual and auditory effects.

A light was seen in the feast of that red mana.

Exactly the flash.

The sword that Becker was holding was extended without hesitation.

The target is the neck.

Samit quickly turned his head to the side.

Fuck-!

Did it rub?

I had a sore throat, but I didn’t care.

He gave strength to his legs and swung his fists.

Awesome-!

Given the circumstances, Beckerman attacked and Samit avoided.

Afterwards, Samit attempted a counterattack, and from a common sense, it was natural that only Becker would get a blow in this situation.

But what happened right after that was not at all common sense.

Aww-!!

When he retrieved the sword, Beckerman’s upright blade blocked Samit’s fist, followed by Beckerman’s.

Arms are naturally bent to the side.

That little movement like flowing water.

It was such a small move, but the result was clear.

Because Samit lost his balance with the power he had received back.

It was definitely a gap.

Even Becker, who is called the strongest swordsman, can see the perfect gap.

Thoughts were shorter and actions were shorter.

Beckerman’s sword.

Solari, Beckerman’s beloved sword, boasting his lofty figure, slashed Samit’s right arm.

Scream-!

Blood is sprinkled in the air, and at the same time Samit’s right arm soars into the sky.

The arm, which had been completely cut off from the shoulder blade, was almost fatal.

Fist Samit lost his arm.

Beckerman was completely victorious.

Obviously, Beckerman seemed to have the upper hand.

as if waiting

If it hadn’t been for Samit’s left arm to reach out as if he had expected all this.

Puff-!

“Wow!”

Beckerman leaned back, blindfolded, and Samit got up from his seat after rolling a couple of wheels over it.

Sami, who quickly stopped bleeding from the cut spot with the other arm, smirked as usual.

“It’s random, but I’m suddenly curious about this.”

Beckerman’s eyes, which had been covering his right eye with the opposite arm that did not hold the sword, turned to Samit’s mouth.

What are you trying to say from that snout?

“A warrior who lost one arm and a sword who lost one eye, who would suffer more?”

Beckerman slowly removed one arm.

Beckerman’s right eye was open and the flesh around it was drawn with five solid lines as if it had been torn by a claw or something.

“… … Were you aiming for it?”

Samit didn’t have to answer.

I tried to rip off the neck with an arm, but only the eyes were ripped out.

Beckerman looked at Samit like that with an expression that seemed to be incomprehensible.

“Are you crazy?”

” Yes’?”

“I don’t know what to do. Does this look like a joke now?”

It wasn’t just an expression of incomprehension. Beckerman was now genuinely angry.

Then, Beckerman left his seat.

After the crackling sound of the floor.

Scream-!

One of Samit’s ears was cut off and he flew into the air.

Scream-!

The flesh on Samit’s shoulder was blown away.

Scream-!

One side of Samit’s mouth is torn long.

Beckerman was furious.

I couldn’t help but be angry.

Because Samit’s actions just before were more than just ignoring them.

Giving up his arms and taking his life, it must have been such a strategy, but Samit, no one else, can’t tell the difference between those who can and those who can’t?

nonsense.

In other words, Samit intentionally threw away his arm.

As if one arm is enough for you.

One arm and one eye seem like a very valuable exchange.

That happy smile fueled his anger.

Sammit made a stupid choice by anyone looking at it, but Becker was the only one who was treated like a stupid person, so it was strange that he wasn’t angry.

Beckerman raised his sword once more and was about to shoot it down.

For a moment, Beckerman felt a chill.

It’s an instinctive warning.

It was truly a beast feeling.

Beckerman followed his instincts to stop attacking and leaned back.

there, with all my might.

Then hoo-! sounds like

It was the sound of Tem-Samit’s thick feet ripping through the air as they passed Beckerman’s nose.

next.

Beckerman fixed his beloved sword Solari in reverse and slammed it into the ground.

Then, as if promised.

Aww-!!

Samit’s feet ripped through the air and struck Solari.

Beckerman’s arms were trembling and Samit’s feet were completely red.

Unsurprisingly, Samit’s weapon is

It wasn’t just the fist.

whole body.

It is Samit who uses his whole body as a weapon.

That was the reason he was called the continent’s strongest warrior.

Then Samit’s left arm is swung.

Aww-!!

His feet were also swung.

Kwaang-!!

Beckerman perfectly guarded both attacks.

But.

Becker Mann caught Samit’s folded knees stretched out a little, a little late.

Kwajik-!!

“Wow!”

Beckermann took a step back, grabbing his side, and quickly raised his head.

In front of him, Samit’s body was spinning, and his reddish feet were being struck down from the sky like lightning.

experience, instinct, and sensation.

Beckerman thought he could never, avoid it.

Then there is only one.

defense.

He held up his sword as it was.

The moment when a red lightning bolt from the sky hits Beckerman’s Solari.

Puff-!

Kwajik-!

aa-!!

The ground was completely cracked and dented and dug as it was.

It’s like being hit by dozens of Meteor magic.

everyone is shocked

To anyone, the Colosseum appears to have risen slightly into the sky.

The two men who caused such nonsense continued to exchange workshops.

Whoops-!

Kwajik-!

Aww-!

Kwajik-!

A non-stop sound of hitting.

surprisingly.

Surprisingly, Samit, who had lost an arm, was pushing Beckerman.

Samit swung his fist, and Beckerman blocked it with his sword.

When Samit steps out, only Becker, who is blocked by his sword, is pushed back.

Moving non-stop, the two fought like that.

If Valentine had not protected the surroundings, the entire capital might have been devastated.

Samit’s fist stretched out with a roar that seemed to tear the world apart.

Only Becker who blocks it.

In their workshop, the lives of a swordsman and a warrior who believed in themselves and trained their body, mana, and mind for countless years.

was soaked in

aah

Dust rises, the ground crumbles.

Due to that shock, there was already not a single cloud in the sky.

Samit thought.

It wasn’t about the strength and scope of the shield that Valentine had spread out, but about the empty right arm.

Did I just throw this away?

A man about the size of Beckerman has one eye, but it doesn’t matter.

A man who has wielded his sword tens of thousands of times.

Common sense should not be substituted.

Nevertheless, there were two reasons for abandoning the arm.

The first is that the right arm does not move at will.

Samit, who cut off his own arm when competing with Jack in an after-meal exercise.

Although it was connected with a potion, there is no way that it could have been cured.

I had to rest for at least a week, but only two days had passed.

If you win a match with an arm that doesn’t move at will, that’s a business that remains.

Now it just failed.

‘In meditation, this method worked unconditionally, ha.’

I laughed inwardly.

The youngest son of a marquisist