I Have Come To End This Fight

Chapter 94. Tiger who returned the favor (3)

Wigan House.

Located in the Salovetian region, this family was a prestigious family called the ‘Black Tiger’.

And the descendants of the Wigan family have inherited massive physique and muscles with transhuman elasticity.

Based on these physical conditions, the Wigan bloodline has created an agile yet flexible bare-handed boxing technique.

That was the beginning of the horsemanship that made Wigan Street known as the ‘Black Tiger’.

And the season of the famous house’s wrestling art appeared in front of Yuri.

Zuk-.

The trampled soles distribute the weight.

Both fists are tightly curled and attached to the waist.

at the same time… … .

bang-!

The sound of hitting the ground echoed and her upper body leaned forward.

The fact that he did not fall even in a grotesque posture with his chest almost attached to the ground was thanks to the dehumanized strength inherited from Wigan’s lineage.

The figure of Greta running forward like that was like that of a swift tiger.

Kreurreung-.

Faced with this, Yuri also saw an illusion as if a tiger was running towards her.

A tiger that sees itself as its prey and rushes at it.

In order not to be hunted by that beast, Yuri activated the brain wings he had been saving.

Parts side -.

last stroke.

I’ll probably have to lie down again after this one, but I didn’t have time to worry about that right now.

It didn’t stop there, it activated the magic stream to its fullest, and when that wasn’t enough, it raked in mana and even unleashed a steel sword.

Then, by analyzing the information to the point where my head was overheating, I started predicting Greta’s number.

Yuri did the best she could, but her expression was too serious.

‘I can’t see… … .’

In the meantime, although it was difficult, Greta’s next move had been read.

Thanks to that, I was able to prepare how to respond.

But not now.

No, to be precise, Greta’s next number was read this time as well.

However, no matter how he responded, only the picture that Greta’s number touched him was drawn.

In other words, this meant Greta’s attack could never be stopped, no matter how desperate the present Yuri was.

‘… Isn’t that a bit too much?’

To think that a human who had enough to eat, would be so sincere towards a newbie like himself.

Where did you throw away your conscience?

On the one hand, I thought that this situation might be natural.

‘Well, this is the Black Swordsman.’

Battle-crazed seeds.

All of the Black Swordsmen he had dealt with so far were like this.

When their eyes widened, they always did their best.

It’s as if you think it’s respect for the opponent you recognized.

Yuri also agreed to some extent with the idea of the Black Swordsman.

‘If the opponent does his best, I will also do my best.’

And if you can’t avoid or block the opponent’s attack… … .

‘I hit first.’

If I think my heart is going to be pierced first, I’ll retract the attack.

It is said that the best defense is the best offense.

For now, that will be the only way to survive from that terrifying old woman.

Thinking so, Yuri’s sword moved.

And that movement strangely resembled Thearesia’s.

Seruk-.

Yuri, who was given homework to complete Malyu-Catching, set the first goal as copying brittle.

Afterwards, Yuri tried to find brittleness through several matches with Thearesia, but failed to copy it.

This was very natural.

Wouldn’t it make sense for a family, even a family worthy of being called a famous family, to copy the season created by integrating hundreds of years of history through just a few couplets?

The more brittleness was dug up, the more Yuri stuck out her tongue at the difficulty of brittleness.

It was absolutely impossible to copy this in a short period of time.

So Yuri changed his purpose.

Instead of copying 100% brittleness, he decided to grasp only the approximate structure and recreate it in his own way.

Of course, that alone was never enough.

However, Yuri had a demon.

‘Right now, I can’t use Shedding by reacting to the opponent’s power in various ways like brittleness, but… What if it’s a demon?’

What if you use your own sword as the central axis and spread the magic?

What if you let the opponent’s attack flow moderately like that, and stab the sword into the gap that opened up?

It will probably be able to produce an effect similar to brittleness.

The only problem was that he couldn’t even dream of changing the trajectory of an attack as flexibly as brittle.

‘From there, I just have to revise one by one later.’

With that thought, I completed a skeleton, and right now, at this desperate moment, I took it out.

Perhaps, if he had seen such a glass, John would surely have blown his tongue.

[Hey, you crazy bastard! Are you using an unfinished skill you haven’t even practiced in real life?! At the moment when I wonder if that will end soon or not?]

‘Original technology is the law to be perfected in real life, old man! Practice like practice, practice like practice, don’t you know?’

Yu-ri ignored Yohan’s nagging voice that lingered in her ears as she repeated something that didn’t even sound like that.

He pulled the sword back as far as it could go, then thrust it forward.

Sheek-.

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Meanwhile, Greta runs towards Yuri.

She gave a puzzled look as she watched the glass sword being thrown at her.

‘sting?’

Of course, it was natural for swordsmanship to have stabbing as well.

However, Yuri had only used cutting until now.

In addition, his sword is a type of sword specialized in cutting rather than stabbing.

But what about a sudden stab?

At this, Greta wondered if Yuri might have given up.

But he soon shook his head.

‘I’m not that kind of guy.’

If he had just given up this much, he wouldn’t have come this far in the first place.

So Greta did her best.

‘Where, stop it.’

Having made up her mind, she turned to the side.

Sliding at breakneck speed, she twisted her waist.

Hung-.

running speed.

In addition, the rotational power and muscle strength created by twisting the waist.

The three powers combined and exploded, and the right arm containing the explosive power moved toward Yuri.

Wigan house esoteric horsemanship.

Explosive blow.

Fight against -.

Greta’s right fist flew toward the glass, drawing dozens of afterimages.

And the black thread of glass that flew as if against it was pitiful and dangerous.

It wasn’t just a fist fight, it was a fist fight with a gauntlet holding the Holy Sphere.

The sword of glass, which was only a steel sword, looked like it would break at any moment.

That was Arin and Poppy’s gaze watching Yuri’s fight.

It was also common sense that ordinary people think.

But common sense has been overturned.

Fighting and fighting -.

Yuri’s stabs that fly towards the fist that pours like a shower… … .

flutter- flutter-.

It flew leisurely through the fists of the shower.

Like the movement of a fluttering butterfly.

Poppy and Arin’s eyes widened at the ridiculous sight.

However, it was Greta who was more surprised than anyone else.

‘… what?!’

I didn’t know if it would look like Yuri’s stab was digging through the fists to others.

But Greta knew.

‘My fist… Bounce me?’

Yuri’s sword wasn’t digging between his fists, but his own fist was bouncing off Yuri’s sword.

When Greta’s fist reached the vicinity of Yuri’s sword, it continued to turn in a strange trajectory.

Greta, who was born into a prestigious family and grew up learning about rival families, knew about a holiday like this.

‘Brittle?’

It was said that the brittleness of the Winchester family was a season with the characteristics of ignoring the opponent’s defense and attack.

However, the season unfolding in front of him was a little different from that.

‘I heard that the brittleness of the Winchester family was a very elegant and sophisticated season, right?’

The brittleness of lightly avoiding an opponent’s attack and approaching like a snake.

However, Yuri’s stab was different.

It’s like… … .

‘Isn’t it like a soldier charging with a shield?’

There is no avoidance.

Relying on only one shield, he rushed recklessly while barely repelling attacks that would kill him if hit.

Yuri’s stabbing felt just like that.

A glass sword that moves gently.

From Greta’s point of view, it wasn’t ‘smoothing’, but ‘whispering’.

A sword that approaches oneself dangerously and with difficulty.

Although surprised by this, it did not pose a threat to Greta.

The reason was simple.

‘Slow.’

Yuri’s thrust was slow, but too slow.

No, it wasn’t actually that slow, but it was relatively too slow compared to the deflagration hit.

At this rate, it was certain that his fist would reach Yuri first.

When Greta was so sure.

Her gaze met the golden eyes beyond the black bangs.

At that moment, Greta’s heart sank.

and.

Par side-!

Lightning flashed in his golden eyes.

The moment Yuri cherished and saved the brain wing was activated, it quickly spread throughout Yuri’s body.

Pajijijijik-!

Yuri’s sword, which fluttered like a butterfly, suddenly became a bee and aimed at Greta’s heart.

From Greta’s point of view, this was also the moment when the shield soldier suddenly collapsed and the experienced spearman hiding behind it was revealed.

Shack-!

Thrusts of incredible speed approached the heart moment by moment.

Facing this, Greta’s face turned pale.

‘slow.’

Obviously, it was Yuri’s stabbing that was slow at first.

But now his fists were slower.

At this rate, his own heart would be pierced by the sword first before his fist could touch Yuri’s body.

‘die? I?’

In such a moment of crisis, when her life was at stake, Greta showed a movement close to instinct.

Quaang-!

Fu Huang!

The skin of the ground exploded between Yuri and Greta with an enormous explosion.

* * *

Quaang-!

An explosion explodes, and a thick cloud of dust scatters.

‘What happened!’

‘hungry!’

When Arin and Poppy, surprised, put their upper bodies forward.

Whiik-.

A black figure bounced out of the thick dust with a dust tail.

The two who saw this immediately moved.

“glass!”

“hungry!”

* * *

Yuri, who bounced out of the dust, rolled on the floor with his sword still in his hand.

Hudeuk- Hududeuk-.

Yuri rolled on the floor more than 10 times and came to a stop.

He was spread out as if he was dead, but after a while he wriggled a little.

“flaw… … .”

His upper body trembled as he let out a weak moan.

Yuri tightens her arms as if she is trying to stand up.

Blood trickled out of his mouth as he struggled.

“Quuck!”

The blood spurted out like a fountain soaked the dirt floor.

And at that moment, Poppy and Arin arrived.

“hungry!”

“Yuriyi!”

Poppy, who ran in hastily, laid Yuri upright.

And Arin turned Yuri’s body around and examined it.

“Let’s see, the limbs are well attached, there are no holes in the body, both ears look fine, and the eyes are fine… Yuri, can you see this? How many of these are there?”

Saying that, Arin stretched out his index and middle fingers in front of Yuri’s eyes and waved them.

At this, Yuri’s mouth opened slightly.

Arin put his ear to Yuri’s mouth at the voice he couldn’t hear well.

“what?”

“… Hit it.”

“huh? I can not hear well. what?”

“Shut up!”

“Wow!”

At the shout that burst right next to her ear, Arin grabbed her dumbfounded ear and fluttered.

“Ahh! I feel like my eardrums have burst! Poppy, aren’t my ears bleeding? Are you bleeding?”

Yuri’s lips twisted crookedly at her fuss.

“I must be sick, but I’m disturbingly flirting in front of you.”

“It’s because I’m worried!”

“Is it good to squat around a sick person?”

“Squat, squat! I’m just checking for injuries! Don’t know the promotion? Promotion!”

“It’s accelerating, it’s nabal… Poppy, stop splitting the thread and lift me up.”

Seeing Yuri and Arin bickering, Poppy, who had a subtle smile on her face, nodded and slightly lifted Yuri’s upper body.

Leaning lightly against Poppy’s body, Yuri looked at the area where the dust had not settled.