episode_0362

Rasha.

Hunting the strong.

That name was like a fantasy to the warriors of the continent.

The fact that she challenged the fight was in itself proof that she had risen to the ranks of the continent’s powerful people, so those who wielded weapons were tense and excited whenever Rasha appeared, thinking that she might have come to visit them.

As Rashini was known throughout the continent, her fighting skills were also known to many people.

for example. Rasha, who hunts the strong, uses a powerful strike on the first move to gauge the opponent.

Quaaaang!

Rasha’s fist and Lucy’s shield collide, causing the arena floor to vibrate and dust to rise.

With many people coughing in the thick dust that made it difficult to see, most people expected that the winner had already been decided.

It is certainly true that Lucy Alln has shown considerable skill so far. Her level has already surpassed that of a student and has reached a level where she will not be lacking even if she enters the real world right away.

In particular, Lucy’s shield skills were so excellent that even many strong players in the arena thought it would be difficult to break through them, so her shield would not fall helplessly unless it was a serious opponent.

However, this time, the opponent was someone who fell into that serious category.

Rasha’s power that silenced countless people who considered themselves strong.

An overwhelming attack that felt empty to those who were expecting a fierce battle.

As the expectation of defeat dominates the arena, the atmosphere in the audience becomes cold.

Some people regret betting money for no reason. Some people laugh and say that the winner of this arena has already been decided. At that time, someone was talking excitedly about being able to see the fight between Benedick and Rasha.

When the dust cleared, what was revealed was the shield blocking Rasha’s fist and the image of Lucy, who was still raising the corners of her mouth.

“Stop this?”

“He stupidly runs towards me while asking me to stop him, so how can I not stop him?♡”

What happened? Did you save Rasha’s power? Was Lucy Alln hiding her powers?

At a time when various sounds were flowing from the audience, the real powerhouses, including Benedick, were reflecting on what had just happened.

Lucy didn’t really give it her all. My daughter didn’t even mount the best defense she could.

However, that doesn’t mean that Rasha has no control over it. That guy really thought he was going to crush Lucy when he punched her.

Originally, Lucy would have flown away with her shield and been thrown against the wall of the arena. Nevertheless, the reason Lucy blocked Rasha’s fist was because her shield skills reached the realm of miracles.

The shield technique that moved before Rasha threw her fist and hit her just before her power reached its peak, cushioning the impact, was amazing enough to be believed even if she had seen countless futures and selected the best option among them.

Did I not understand Lucy’s true worth?

no. Clearly, Lucy had not shown that level of skill even before training with the Knights.

A few days ago, Lucy was good enough to fight with other knights, but she wasn’t good enough to recreate a scene from the myth.

Simple coincidence? Or was it a miracle given by the god who cared for her?

I don’t know which one, but one thing is certain. If Lucy can continue to show the way she is now, it’s not impossible to last another minute.

“Haha! It’s going to be more fun than you think!?”

While Benedick found a glimmer of hope and blushed, Rasha continued to corner Lucy.

Sometimes with destructive power. Sometimes at a speed that is difficult for the eye to keep up with. Sometimes, the attack is so daunting that even showing one’s face feels burdensome.

There was no easy attack for the current Lucy, but Lucy somehow blocked Rasha’s attack while clenching her teeth, as if to prove that the first miracle was not just a coincidence.

As each second passes, the atmosphere of the arena changes.

Those who predicted Rasha’s victory silenced their mouths. The person who had bet money on Lucy Alln widened his eyes.

Many people raise their voices in front of the miracle created by the weak.

At that moment, many people forgot their personal likes and dislikes and cheered for Lucy.

Rasha raised the corners of her mouth.

Her fist passed the shield for the first time.

After a sound that should not have come from a person was heard from Lucy Aln’s side as their fists met.

Lucy’s body rose into the air against gravity and crashed into the arena, causing the building to tremble.

Silence once again dominates the arena.

*

The moment I regained my senses, which had been lost for a moment, the first thing that struck me was pain.

Wow. It really hurts so bad.

Of course the bones were broken, and looking at the blood coming up the neck, the organs must have been damaged as well.

I’ve never experienced something like this before, so I tried to raise my eyelids and use Armadi’s mercy.

“No!”

The pain engraved on my broken body as it was put back into place was enough to make me scream.

‘grandfather. How many seconds have passed?’

‘You’ve endured a lot.’

I didn’t think Rasha would maintain her fighting skills beyond the monitor forever.

It’s natural to feel strange that people destroy their own attacks as if they had seen the future.

Still, I survived about half of it with this, so I just have to endure the other half with my own strength.

I staggered to my feet and brought up all the divinity in my body that I had saved.

Even if I end up passing out after this fight, I have to give it my all. Otherwise, you won’t be able to survive.

“Daughter of Benedick. When have you ever fought with me?”

“There’s no way♡ Woong~Cheong-a♡ Why would a cute and fragile girl like me deal with a muscle pig like you♡”

“Right? So then that’s your ability as well? good. I like it more.”

“Ugh♡ I really hate it♡ I hate disgusting women with the smell of sweat on their skin♡”

“Such slander is difficult. I am a person who moves around neatly.”

Rasha moves her feet while talking nonsense.

Now throw away the knowledge in the game. If you’re conscious of that, you’ll just end up being played by Rasha.

From now on, what I have to be conscious of is not anything else, but the experience I have accumulated so far. And the voice of iron wall that has kept me alive until now. These are the only two things.

Quang! The moment Rasha’s fist made contact with the shield painted with divinity, a shock was transmitted through the bones.

It feels completely different from when I just continued the Just Parrying with the knowledge of Rotten Water. It feels like the moment there is even the slightest deviation, the bone in the arm holding the shield will shatter.

“Haha! I guess I can see the future at all!”

Rasha, who was convinced that I would not be able to commit the same misdeeds as before, gained momentum with a fierce laugh.

shit. The attack is too fast. I can’t respond to every punch. The dangerous parts are protected at all costs, but this doesn’t mean much.

Rasha’s Fist poses a sufficient threat no matter where it is inserted.

It hurts, you just have to grit your teeth and endure it, but you can’t ignore the shock that builds up in your muscles and bones. If we keep going like this, it won’t be long before.

The ominous premonition was immediately replaced by reality. The bridge, which had taken several attacks, collapsed without any warning.

The center of gravity shakes, the defense collapses, and Rasha pulls her arms back as if she had predicted this.

As soon as he confirmed the magical energy rushing there, he urgently gathered the divinity in front of the shield.

Even if you use divine magic clumsily, it will only be destroyed. It takes a miracle to withstand that fist.

A formation is drawn with the divinity gathered in front of the shield. To relive an anecdote my grandfather told me.

“You’re doing something fun!”

The moment my fist hit the shield made of divinity, blood leaked out from the corner of my mouth.

The reactionary action that took unreasonable action without proper preparation came.

However, my struggles brought about meaningful results.

The newly created shield with divinity was shattered, Rasha’s attack hit my shield, and my body, unable to withstand the monstrous force, rose into the air and fell to the floor, rolling on the floor several times, but I still had the strength to move.

I staggered out of the dust, spat out the blood that had accumulated in my mouth, and swept up my messed up hair.

I see Rasha approaching from afar.

‘I don’t think that’s the situation right now.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Well, once the other person finds out what I do, that knowledge becomes meaningless.’

The moment you become immersed in rotten knowledge, you will only be fooled by those who have figured out your methods.

How many times have I been mistreated while relying only on the knowledge in the game?

Even the enemies in the arena I faced not long ago noticed something strange at some point, but now I wonder if a trick like that would work against Rasha!

To a strong person above a certain level, my rotten knowledge may be an unexpected variable, but it cannot be the one weapon that decides the game.

Unless you completely blow away reason like Nakrad.

‘If you have something to say, say it quickly! ‘I don’t have any more time to waste!’

‘no. grandfather.’

Oh really! Is that something you can suddenly do?

I was filled with complaints, but I couldn’t put them into words. Because Rasha arrived in front of me before that.

“How long can I hold out!”

Quang! As I strengthen my tingling arm, I think of my grandfather’s advice.

Use the knowledge in the game.

Rasha is aware of this and is moving completely differently, and he is telling me to use it in a certain way.

This is why I hate smart people. They assume that everyone will think at their own level and explain things like shit.

“Do you have time to think about something else?!”

After hearing Rasha’s voice and coming to my senses, I unconsciously moved my body when I saw the fierce fist flying at me.

My knowledge engraved in my soul. The only pride I had. Following knowledge as rotten water.

ah. Fucked. This has been destroyed a long time ago.

It’s already too late to turn back. Thinking about how to get back up after getting hit.

Chaeaeang! The refreshing sound from the shield penetrates my ears. The sound you make when you succeed in just parrying, rather than simply receiving a punch.

Why? Why was the parry successful?

As I watched Rasha’s punches one after another in confusion, I easily understood the reason.

Rasha’s attack is definitely completely different from the pattern in the game.

But if you ask if it’s completely different, it’s not. In the end, the pattern in the game is Rasha’s favorite attack.

No matter how much you twist it, the things that exist at its foundation don’t change.

I see The dozens of hours of effort I put into attacking the apostle of struggle with my bare hands and bare body were not in vain. I just didn’t know how to use it properly.

Realizing that fact, I raised the corners of my mouth and raised my shield.

I thought there was no way I could lose.

…what? Is this a defeat flag?