Chapter 59 â Heart
In my training with Treâainar, rather than fist fighting, what we worked on the most was footwork.
My leg movements, trained with the Magical Ladder training, stumbled even Rebal, a leading swordsman.
Hit & Run, centered on the left Jab, may be the fighting style that offers me the least risk.
But now Iâm not running away.
I commence infighting.
Unlike Shinobu and others, it seems Mr. Aka has the power to crush the whole body with only a single blow.
Reckless, even if I say so myself.
But I felt that this range was the right choice between me and Mr. Aka.
âGraaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!â
So, he dodged this fistâŠeh!
âStill, somewhat within expectation!?â
âGaaaah! Gugaaah!! Gaaaah!!!â
âHey, no, just, time out! Câmon, wait!â
After all, itâs too scary!
Although I was putting on airs with bold words until a while ago, I will actually die if I eat even one shot.
A fist fight between friends.
Donât evade the opponentâs attack, dare to accept it, and then strike back.
I think itâs the coolest thing, but if you take one shot, youâll die.
Therefore, Iâm reluctant to receive it, so I avoid it.
âGraaah! Ugaaaaah!! Graaaaaaah!!!â
âGah, tch ah, Nnh, soiâ
Strong and fast. However, because it is a full swing punch, I can somehow look ahead to the trajectory and avoid it, but Mr. Aka, who has lost himself, wonât stop.
I can only avoid direct hits during infights, by moving my legs in small increments, twisting my neck, or deflecting my upper body.
ăHah, not very dexterous. Tis pretty hard to defend and evade, is it not? Rather, the anxiety and withdrawalâŠâŠ are you getting cold feet?ă
âI, I know! Shit, aah~, damnitâ
ăAre you saying you will accept it then? If not, you would simply irritate the ogre, would you not?ă
Mr. Aka threw a counter shot a little while ago. If I tried to swing my fists around then, the timing wouldnât be right at all, at the time, the risk of failure was too high.
At the very least, I canât do anything if I donât observe Mr. Akaâs punches a little more.
ButâŠâŠ
âHey, what are you doing? Kuh, Iâll soonâŠâŠâ
âHa, do not make a move, Shinobuuuuuuu!â
ââŠâŠ Eh?â
Even though I canât do anything, I donât want unnecessary interruptions.
Iâm that stubborn, too.
âTh-This is not the situation to sayâŠâ
âNow is the time to say that! If you canât even read the mood of the situation, you guys should leave!â
This is not a battle. Itâs not for the sake of survival.
It is about hitting each other.
So, thatâs why I have to hit him.
Donât be scared. Put out your fists and hit each other!
ăTis so. Do not be timid. Tis easier than a spar, is it not?ă
Well, if you actually fight, I think Treâainar would be stronger.
However, it is still different from the phantom spar and spar with ăVieră.
It crossed my mind that if I get hit, Iâll really die.
ăYou said that, did you not? Tis a scuffle. Then, what do you think is the minimum requirement for such a fight?ă
What is required? Technique? Physical ability? Experience? Intellect? Pride? Guts?
ăHeart.ă
Treâainar who always explains things and convinces me with technical theories and reasoning came here and told me something invisible.
However, in my mind, I admitted that it was the correct answer.
ăIf this is neither a battle nor a match, it matters not whether you win or lose. What is important is to deliver your words. You may fall. Do not flee. If so, your feelings will reach him.ă
Right. Itâs okay to lose. Do not run.
âUgaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaâ
With a snarl, Mr. Aka threw an upper.
If I get hit by this, my face will be blown off!
âWhat are you doing, youâve been doing that for a while! You showed me such a super-grade thought process when we played Go, but why are you fighting with the Ogre at that distance?â
Thatâs why itâs so annoying!!
âWill you âuse your headâ more!!â
Daaaaaaaaaah!!! Damnit! Whatsit, use my head?
I muster my heart, so itâs fine to use my head, right?
âDamn, it, letâs goooooooooooooo!!!â
For Akaâs upper, I avoided it by shifting the upper bodyâŠâŠ No!
Rather step forward!
The body which tried to shift, rather recoiled and stepped forward.
Iâm going to hit you.
Iâll do it.
Even if it bares desperation!
âUruaaaaaaaa!â
âUgaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaâ
Against Akaâs upper, I pushed my face out with a lot of momentum.
As a result, Akaâs fist was thrust against my forehead, and the sound of âGushaâ was heard.
âM⊠My goodness âŠ. thatâs not the way to use your heeeeaad!!â
I can hear Shinobuâs surprised voiceâŠ. I can hear?
If I can hear, then Iâm not dead yet.
ăNo⊠does not seem so. That is the right way to use your head!ă
And I can hear Treâainar voice. Then I âŠ
âTsu, Itsuuuuuuu!?â
It hurts, like my skull was crushed⊠But the pain means that Iâm still alive.
But, just now, I heard something crack.
Then, the one that brokeâŠ.
âGaaaaaaaagugaaaaaaaaaaaahâ
Mr. Aka roars. But then I saw it.
Akaâs fist, which hit me, was swollen.
Why?
ăMy goodness. Accepting an opponentâs fist with a firm forehead is one of the advanced techniques in fist fighting defense. Of course, receiving it takes its toll, butâŠâŠ in the confrontation of the head butt and the fist with the whole bodyâs weight behind itâŠâŠ you simply received your share.ă
Take it by the forehead, not the face?
ăTis the Advanced technique⊠ăGreat Demon Head-Butt!ăă
I didnât aim for it.
It was just annoyed by Shinobuâs voice.
Or, the contents of my head are pretty goodâŠ. butâŠâŠ if this happensâŠ
ăA slight deviation from the forehead, and your face will be destroyed. ThereforeâŠâŠ what you require is excellent dynamic vision. However, on its own, tis not enough. What you most require is to thrust yourself out without fearâŠ. heart.ă
If you just avoid Akaâs fist, youâll just irritate him.
But what about this?
Can I take it a little more⊠I wonder?
âUgaaaaaaah!â
âOraaaaaaaaa!!â
Aka attacks me again with the other undamaged fist.
Now, consciously, intentionally, muster the heart, and head-butt again!
âUga!? Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!â
âKuh, b-broken⊠huhâŠâŠ butâŠâŠ whatâs going on?â
The field of view is bright red. I donât know if my eyes exploded or if my head was cracked open and splattered covered my view.
However, that hasnât happened yet.
Then, Mr. Aka, who should have lost his sense of self, looked at his fist for a moment, seeming puzzled by the situation.
But from there!
âI took two shots, right? Akaaaaaaaa!!â
âGagua!?â
âOraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!â
Thrust the body and drive the upper. There is feedback. A definite rattle on the liver and jawâŠâŠ
âGaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!â
âTsu, ăGreat Demon Head-Butt!!ăâ
Even though my attack landed, Aka did not look frightened, and instead hit me with his broken fist without hesitation.
Therefore, I did not hesitate to thrust out my forehead.
âWh, at⊠what, are weâŠâŠ looking at.â
âThisâŠI donâtâŠâ
Shinobu seems to be dumbfounded.
Fuuma and the others look at us with dying bodiesâŠ. well, it doesnât matter!
I hope you donât get in the way!
Now is the time for me and Mr. Aka!
âIâll give you one more shot, Mr. Aka! Fly to the end! ăSpecial Move âą Heavenly Comet ââââ
And now itâs my turn. A punch with the right fist positioned between the hook and the upper, and thrown straight out from there.
Itâs a smash.
My technique name is ăHeavenly Comet âą Supreme Annihilation Fist ă.
However, now I donât care about such a thing.
Itâs not that the skill name is cool or terrible.
No, itâs not the time to be cool. Isnât that right? Treâainar!
ăYes, tis now the time to shout!ă
Therefore, I do not shout the skill name that was screaming halfway, but rather the true technique name taught by the master.
âăGreat Demon Smash!!ăâ
âGuagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!â
At that moment, I felt like my heart was set free. I donât care about the public eye or the impressions of the people.
If I can shout magnificently, Iâll flourish!
âHowâs it going, Mr. Aka?â
With my whole body smash, Akaâs chin jumps up.
Completely defenselessâŠâŠ Then, one more shot!
âNext time Iâll give you an extra punch, Aka! Iâm preparedââ
âAgaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!â
âWhoa!?â
However, Mr. Aka quickly repositions himself.
With an expression like an enraged wild beast, he raises one leg, swings it further, and then strikes me like he throws his fist.
My fist wonât stop.
Then âŠâŠ
âThatâs right, so⊠I guess youâre saying itâs my turn too!!â
Then Iâll take advantage of that powerful punch.
I push my fist forward and take one step further.
Me and Akaâs fist cross.
ăIndeed. Go!ă
I heard Treâainar shout in a rare fit of excitementâŠ.
âăGreat Demon Cross Counteeeeeeeeeeeeer!!ăâ
The counter jumps into the opponentâs linear attack and strikes his fist to intersect.
If itâs true, itâs not so easy to pull off.
But I was confident that I could do it.
I didnât blink at Akaâs fist, and I took it with my forehead flawlessly. My eyes are already in good enough shape to see everything, even if the view is dyed red.
The sensation in my fist, as I punched Mr. Aka in the face. His nose and teeth may have been broken.
ăFuhahahahaha ⊠splendid. AndâŠ.. fuhahahaha, that girl, and those shinobi are already taking their hats off. Yes, burn it in your memory, foolish. narrow humans! The world. That there is my disciple! And this is the fight!ă
I can see that my heart is pounding.
I hit my friend in the face with all my might.
But now itâs Mr. Akaâs turn to hit me.
âCome on⊠your turnâŠâŠ Mr. AkaâŠ. Come on⊠Yes.â
âGuru⊠GarrlâŠâŠ Ugoa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaâ
Although he is a wounded beast, Aka still swings his fist several times.
Then, Iâll justâŠ.
âăGreat Demon Head Bu⊠guo!!??â
My neckâs bent!?
ăNoâŠ.. childă
Not good. To avoid being pushed by Akaâs power, I put a lot of force around my neck to perform a head-butt.
But then, Iâve been receiving Akaâs power so farâŠ. nowâŠâŠ how many times?
âItâs no use. Your body is alreadyâŠâ
âNo wonder⊠that physique disparityâŠ.â
My neck muscles and my head are already at their limits, and my body is in painâŠ. Ah âŠ. not good⊠I canât think of anythingâŠ. No!
âThinking⊠Do I need to do that? All I need is heart! Even if my neck is bent, my heart wonât break! Not one crack!!â
âHuh?!â
âEven if everything is gone⊠From there, power will spring again!â
I naturally clenched my fists. From there, twist the fist like a drill, use the shoulders, elbows and wrists.
âRe, Really impossible. Limit. Stop it!â
Can you hear me? Limit? Donât be stupid⊠After allâŠâŠ
âWhere is written as âthe limitâ, I read âStart here!'â
I canât open my eyes too much anymore, so I just punched it out.
âEven if I get irreparable wounds⊠Rather that than irreparable regrets!â
Instead of jumping and hitting Akaâs faceâŠ
âăGreat Demon Corkscrew Heartbreeeeeeeak!!ăâ
âEeh!!??â
I hit Akaâs left chest, in the heart.
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