Schneizel uses his great sword for defense in preparation for a downward swing. At that moment, Isaac's kick struck at the moment when he was hardened in defense.
"Goooh, ah!"
A blow that evades the great sword's defense and pierces through. The flexibility of the kick coming out while killing each other with the weapon confuses Schneizel.
"Still no halt!"
Further advance. Schneizel, having observed his posture, his center of gravity, his pivot foot, and the trajectory of his great sword, anticipates that this time he will be able to cut him up from below...
"You missed, lad!"
Again, the great sword was a bluff. The fist comes flying from a position that is not suitable for empty-handed fighting. The fist is a reckless blow, so it is not a decisive blow, but it is a damage that will accumulate from the Isaac class. It cannot be ignored.
"Damn, man!"
Ha ha ha!
The offensive that shows no sign of slowing down, the overwhelming variety of attacks, strikes Schneizel with a myriad of options.
In a sense, it is a tactic similar to the feints that Norwin is known for. More troubling is that Isaac, who performs it, is one of the apexes.
He has a superb body, and he uses his superb skills.
(It is impossible to shake him off at speed. He's too close and he's crushing my footing. Then--)
Schneizel swings his great sword. No matter the timing of the blow, the start, the halfway point, or the end, he will use all his strength to push through the opponent.
It is an absolute choice allowed only because he overwhelmed Isaac with his power just now.
But if that is what he was forced to choose,
"I can see your aim through you."
Isaac, who had deprived Schneizel of many options and had been made to push through with force, evaded the oncoming blow with a sway.
Faster than a swung greatsword can be drawn back, Isaac closes the final step. Zero distance, even one step over, is already a hands-off distance.
A powerful blow strikes Schneizel's unprotected dove tail. His thoughts are broken by the intense pain gushing through his body. His consciousness flickered, his strength drained, and then another kick struck.
"Ugh!?"
Was that a broken rib?
This time, Schneizel was overwhelmed. They are both strong men who boast of their huge physiques, have the same kind of weapon, the great sword, and know the top of the heap together.
The two are also very similar, which is why Isaacs was able to outperform his opponent with his wealth of experience.
'I am so excited.'
Schneizel staggered back to his feet and looked up at Isaac.
He was too close to Isaac, and therefore, the step that was too far away from him was endless.
How can he reach them? No, he would not be able to reach Isaac with the cards he had in his hand. Unless Ghardias intervened, there was no way to reverse the situation.
"Damn it."
Schneizel stared at Isaac with a twisted face.
"I didn't know you were still willing to go through with this."
"I don't feel like I've lost yet,"
"Ha ha, then again..."
The will to fight flashed in the middle of the question and answer. The fusion of violence and rationality, the fangs that Isaacs had arrived at through his many experiences flashed.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!"
The presence that swallows all of it swells from Schneizel.
An overwhelming power that shattered all kinds of techniques. He is releasing it here and now, as he had shown to Arjano before.
"LAAAAAAA!!!!"
The great sword rages in a deadly pause. The dense death that gouges the earth and cuts through the atmosphere approaches.
Isaacs met it with his great sword held at an angle, but was blown away by the power that exceeded his capacity.
"What the hell?"
--Without a pause, another volley of blows followed.
Schneizel, who had caught up to him after he was blown away, attacked furiously. A slash was struck down from the upper level with a great speed that did not even allow for evasion.
The destructive power of a massive weapon with that much speed naturally jumps to a much higher level.
"Goh!"
A strong shock pierced through Isaac's entire body as he caught the attack. His body, which was definitely of the highest quality, screamed.
"Oh, my God, there's more to come!"
--The true and strongest bared his fangs and the second round began.
"Yes, that's all right, Schneizel. Do with Isaac what you did with me. Yes, that way, when Isaac dies, all the conditions will be met."
Schneizel uses his great sword for defense in preparation for a downward swing. At that moment, Isaac's kick struck at the moment when he was hardened in defense.
"Goooh, ah!"
A blow that evades the great sword's defense and pierces through. The flexibility of the kick coming out while killing each other with the weapon confuses Schneizel.
"Still no halt!"
Further advance. Schneizel, having observed his posture, his center of gravity, his pivot foot, and the trajectory of his great sword, anticipates that this time he will be able to cut him up from below...
"You missed, lad!"
Again, the great sword was a bluff. The fist comes flying from a position that is not suitable for empty-handed fighting. The fist is a reckless blow, so it is not a decisive blow, but it is a damage that will accumulate from the Isaac class. It cannot be ignored.
"Damn, man!"
Ha ha ha!
The offensive that shows no sign of slowing down, the overwhelming variety of attacks, strikes Schneizel with a myriad of options.
In a sense, it is a tactic similar to the feints that Norwin is known for. More troubling is that Isaac, who performs it, is one of the apexes.
He has a superb body, and he uses his superb skills.
(It is impossible to shake him off at speed. He's too close and he's crushing my footing. Then--)
Schneizel swings his great sword. No matter the timing of the blow, the start, the halfway point, or the end, he will use all his strength to push through the opponent.
It is an absolute choice allowed only because he overwhelmed Isaac with his power just now.
But if that is what he was forced to choose,
"I can see your aim through you."
Isaac, who had deprived Schneizel of many options and had been made to push through with force, evaded the oncoming blow with a sway.
Faster than a swung greatsword can be drawn back, Isaac closes the final step. Zero distance, even one step over, is already a hands-off distance.
A powerful blow strikes Schneizel's unprotected dove tail. His thoughts are broken by the intense pain gushing through his body. His consciousness flickered, his strength drained, and then another kick struck.
"Ugh!?"
Was that a broken rib?
This time, Schneizel was overwhelmed. They are both strong men who boast of their huge physiques, have the same kind of weapon, the great sword, and know the top of the heap together.
The two are also very similar, which is why Isaacs was able to outperform his opponent with his wealth of experience.
'I am so excited.'
Schneizel staggered back to his feet and looked up at Isaac.
He was too close to Isaac, and therefore, the step that was too far away from him was endless.
How can he reach them? No, he would not be able to reach Isaac with the cards he had in his hand. Unless Ghardias intervened, there was no way to reverse the situation.
"Damn it."
Schneizel stared at Isaac with a twisted face.
"I didn't know you were still willing to go through with this."
"I don't feel like I've lost yet,"
"Ha ha, then again..."
The will to fight flashed in the middle of the question and answer. The fusion of violence and rationality, the fangs that Isaacs had arrived at through his many experiences flashed.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!"
The presence that swallows all of it swells from Schneizel.
An overwhelming power that shattered all kinds of techniques. He is releasing it here and now, as he had shown to Arjano before.
"LAAAAAAA!!!!"
The great sword rages in a deadly pause. The dense death that gouges the earth and cuts through the atmosphere approaches.
Isaacs met it with his great sword held at an angle, but was blown away by the power that exceeded his capacity.
"What the hell?"
--Without a pause, another volley of blows followed.
Schneizel, who had caught up to him after he was blown away, attacked furiously. A slash was struck down from the upper level with a great speed that did not even allow for evasion.
The destructive power of a massive weapon with that much speed naturally jumps to a much higher level.
"Goh!"
A strong shock pierced through Isaac's entire body as he caught the attack. His body, which was definitely of the highest quality, screamed.
"Oh, my God, there's more to come!"
--The true and strongest bared his fangs and the second round began.
"Yes, that's all right, Schneizel. Do with Isaac what you did with me. Yes, that way, when Isaac dies, all the conditions will be met."
