Fighting style

The forest was destroyed and filled with silence, razed to the ground, the fire of passion for a fight continued to burn in their souls with a sharp gaze that the real fight was about to begin.

The blue sky colored the cruelty of the destruction that had occurred.

*Whuussshhh*

A gust of wind blew from the right as the real tension of the battle began.

Grinning. "Humph!"

I know this will definitely be a bit of a hassle. But, this will be a battle to determine that I am worthy of having the power I now have to be able to kill him.

The power I have, the exact body I feel. The bitter truth always makes me anxious. Everything has been lost with my selfishness towards this world. Now, only the three of us will fight him.

"For now... I allow you to fight with him. However, you must not kill him other than with my own two hands. Do you understand?"

"Hmmmphh... Alright. If you really hate him so much, I'll lighten your burden a little."

"Those words from your mouth are too arrogant as a man. But, it looks like this will be a very interesting fight! I will help you, although I can't promise not to kill him."

"Exactly. Forgive us both if we accidentally killed him."

They are both attractive. I want to have friends like them. But, now I don't need that. I admit this because I'm used to doing it myself. Maybe now is the right time.

Have a friend? I don't know...

I didn't think too much about it other than the fight that was waiting in front of me. Both of their words made me feel a little annoyed.

"Okay. Let's see who is quick enough to make him suffer."

The man raised his glasses slightly. "Interesting!"

"Don't waste time" Raising his katana at shoulder level as he prepared to attack.

"Come on, all you filthy vermin!"

I will kill your mouth!

I sped quickly and was behind him.

Take my first blow!

*BAM!*

Still not yet!

He shot back quickly while his legs were ready to kick him out of the air.

*BAM!*

My feet just touched the ground and didn't hit it. He was beside me without me knowing.

Carrying out a counterattack that pushed him backwards while quickly clashing hard fists with him openly. both of my hands felt stiff and not directed at all. He continued to dodge easily without blocking my two punches that I continued to throw to hit him.

This is a little difficult, I'm not used to fighting with this fast rhythm. He always punches and kicks me so easily without me being able to stop him.

Sigh...

"What? That's how good your fighting style is, huh? Weak, useless."

"Sigh...." His absolute fist always hits me easily. "Shut up, it's still warming up...I'm still not used to it."

Gahhhh....

Collision of blows with a fast fighting rhythm is one of my weaknesses when fighting one on one. It's all because I always use a shooting gun. I know, if you are a shooter or world spy agent, then you have to be a great fighter if fighting is the way to go.

This is really ridiculous, my fighting style is like a schoolboy who doesn't know what fighting in the ring is. None of my death blows hit him, he continued to dodge and slightly block some of my attacks which almost hit his body.

Instead he felt bored and realized something. He quickly punched me with a hard blow towards the hill wall.

*BAM!*

"Next!"

The man wearing glasses moved his hands while controlling the black rope he used to tie her up. The surface of the ground was crushed by black threads and he was sent flying into the air while black threads immediately tied his entire body tightly.

Then he clenched his right hand into a fist which caused the ground rock fragments to quickly cover it one after another into a large ball.

A bolt of purple lightning shot out at a speed that was not bound by the concept of the laws of time and directly penetrated him. Break it into two pieces with a horizontal slash.

"...."

"Behind you..." A soft whisper from the right ear.

"What?!"

Just turn around and slash at him.

There isn't any.

"....?!!!"

With a quick movement, she immediately spun around and slashed him with a flash of purple lightning from the glowing blade of her katana.

*TING!*

The clash of two swords fighting each other.

"Ahhh... That's bad, I finally got caught." He answered with a languid mockery as he blocked a quick slash with the curse of death sword which was mixed with black flame aura thickly attached to the sharp blade of his sword.

"You! Since when?!"

"Ha...?. Since when, you say?"

"I'm very sure... You should have been cut to death by my katana. My vision wasn't blind, I saw you bound by the thread quickly."

"Oh, what do you mean? That soft thread, huh? I've been next to you, you know. How dare you not be able to see and feel it."

"What?. Be beside me?" he continued thinking. "What actually happened? I couldn't feel his presence at all. Did he manage to avoid it quickly? Even 1 second of movement should have been visible to my eyes. It's annoying."

"Correct!." The pressure from the sword thrust started to turn around and tried to slash his neck.

"Sigh...."

"Because basically, gods are existences that are not bound by the concept of time. No matter how great you can see them, it's still! It's all just a false dream that you stupid humans always feel!"

Asyluminaz succeeded in turning around the situation that had cornered him.

"You!... I don't care!" He answered angrily as he reflected the attack from the driving force that made him clash with each other's swords.

*Desing! Desing!*

Slash after slash collided with each other with the booming sound of metallic iron fighting each other.

"Hmmmm...? Why did this happen? My thread was already firmly attached to his body before I covered it with a pile of dirt... Impossible, when did he do it?... I didn't feel at all that he managed to get out of my absolute thread binding . What is actually going on? I don't understand... Is this the power of a true god that is not comparable to the shallow world gods who are at the lowest layer of the entire universe creation that has been formed in this world?" He thought.

"...Useless. This isn't me, useless pathetic body. Wake up loser."

A body pressed hard against a stone wall trying to rise from adversity. This is truly extraordinary. My whole body was stiff like a pile of buried rocks. There is no point in dwelling on thoughts like these.

A loser like me deserves a serious beating. But, this is still a start. What fool would give up just because you feel useless. It doesn't matter if your other self says those things to yourself.

I am me.

You are you.

He is nothing but stupid thoughts that make the heart and mind burdened by self-talk. Go ahead! There is no point in staying in your comfort zone just for personal enjoyment.

The world is still wide, this is not the time to blame yourself which is so sad.

I will never accept it!

Now I'm back on my feet to be able to have fun with you again slut goddess!

After the leaves fall from their stems, the wind carries them away quickly. He fell beautifully but not as quickly as his movements disappeared when he landed safely on the ground.

*Desing! Desing!*

"...?!!!"

"What?!" Glance to the right.

One hard kick landed straight on his head.

Blown away for a moment, the strength of his physical body was truly extraordinary. Even though it was a death kick that was equipped with a flow of magic in the leg. He can still survive easily.

"Ohhh, you're back, huh?"

Instantly their fight stopped when Yoru arrived.

"Boring... Can you cheer me up a bit?"

I will definitely reply to you. Now it's time to enter the first round. I'll never count out that first round warm-up was so pathetic.

"Now, time to Rematch!"

They both approached.

The man wearing glasses is ready with his 2 kerambits that light up with blue lines. The samurai woman is already taking stances with her legs while pointing her palms forward and lifting one forefinger up close to the tip of the katana.

"Come!" He answered arrogantly as he pointed one palm of his right hand forward indicating he was waiting for her.

"I will definitely accept it!"

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