Chapter 150: Balance

Chapter 150 - Balance

What would have happened if I hadn't met Tre'ainar and fought Mr. Machio?

I probably would have been screaming in front of this ability.

It's unfair. Such a cheat skill. Or something.

But that's not the case now.

All the talents and circumstances we are given are just a means to an end.

The same is true for me, who was raised as a Young Lord.

It is up to you to decide how to utilize and increase the resources you have at hand.

So now, instead of envying the opponent's skill, how do you defeat them? That's what I naturally began to think about.

"[Great Demon Sonic Jab]!"

"Nu... muh..."

Not a flicker, but a fine left, true to the basics.

Using a combination of shockwaves and direct blows, I thrust at Mr. Machio.

[Whoa, a sudden change from his heavy barrage, Earth is throwing a fine left. However, a normal man would certainly be blown away by just one of his fists, against Machio...]

I didn't intend for that to work.

All I needed was to read the rhythm, the distance from the opponent, and their breathing and habits.

"Fufu, are you aiming for something?"

"Who knows~"

"But... I'm not going to just wait around for it!"

It's not working, but constantly being poked by the left doesn't feel good.

While being beaten, Mr. Machio ignored my lefts and ran straight towards me.

"[Arcane True Zenith Knuckle Arrow]!"

A grandly clenched fist was swung downward. It was too big of a swing.

But this is no good.

I saw it and evaded by stepping at the last minute.

"Ouuoooh, Machio is also fighting back! Th, the punch struck the ground as it is.... the ground shattered!? What power!"

Avoiding it was a no-brainer, and now the counter could be put in without problems.

But I didn't dare enter.

"What happened? That should have been a chance, right?"

"What are you talking about? A counter invitation, too obvious."

"Fufun"

Mr. Machio was not stupid enough to throw a full swing punch against me who can use counter punches without any thought.

Perhaps he was trying to lure me into a counter attack, daring me to step in and land a punch. He would probably try to endure that punch and catch me right after that.

Even if it doesn't work, he's confident that he'll be able to stay aware of my counter.

The idea was that even if he fails and takes damage, it will make him stronger.

He was underestimating me.

"Then what would you do? I can just keep on going! [Arcane True Zenith Double Lariat]!!"

This time, both arms were extended and he spun on the spot.

Mr. Machio's powerful arm rotated, and a tornado appeared in the arena.

As always, he's all about huge techniques...

"[Great Demon Sonic Chopping Light]!!"

"Nu!?"

"[Great Demon Rush]!"

A downward right. However, if I, who is shorter than Mr. Machio, strike, the fist will hit the lower body of Mr. Machio. But that was my aim.

I punched out the leg that was the axis of rotation, knocking him off balance and sending him tumbling.

Then, aiming at the collapsed Mr. Machio, I went around to his left side and put a series of hits on Mr. Machio's "arm".

"Nu, uh, arm!? tsu...... still..."

Mr. Machio, who usually doesn't defend, has never been hit directly on the arm or elbow.

His face contorted slightly as his left arm was hit by my sonic barrage.

But.....

"But then you'd only be strengthening my own arms, not the other way around."

No matter how hard I hit Mr. Machio's arm, it will not make him lose consciousness, but rather the damaged left arm would become thicker and stronger.

Yes, only the arm.

"[Great Demon Sonic Screw]!"

"Nu... again?"

I hit it. While moving quickly around Mr. Machio, I hit his left arm, moved away, and then hit the left arm again.

Then, Mr. Machio gradually began to look sullen.

[What does this mean? Earth. Keeps hitting ...Machio on the arm. And then, Machio's arm... only the arm... more and more!]

Yes, it was just as I thought.

Mr. Machio's skill, Super Magic Recovery. Only the damaged area becomes stronger.

"Earth... you..."

"With so much useless muscles, the whole body would lose its balance, Mr. Machio."

"Eh!?"

Hearing that, Mr. Machio also hit me as if crushing a bitter bug.

However, although it looked like a strong arm, the power of the fist that was actually swung down was not "sharp".

"... You've done it..."

"Hehe, the muscles are getting too big, and only part of it, not the whole body, is developing too much. Your form is crumbling so much that you can't properly transmit power."

Mr. Machio has better super muscles than other humans, but the balance with his lower body was lost because I made only his upper body and the arm bigger by this exchange.

The base which supported it cannot keep up with the swing of the arm, and after stepping on, the body was open and the axis also shaken.

"Nu, u... [Arcane True Zenith Horizontal Chop]!"

"Swinging around with just the muscles of your arm... in other words, you're hitting with just your hands, Mr. Machio."

He couldn't firmly step onto the ground and hit with his hips.

The blow of Mr. Machio, who originally had a rough form, became even more scattered.

"I've always wondered. You train more than others, run harder than most, and I didn't get why your blows are so forceful..."

"......"

"Mr. Machio. No matter how much you practice punching and kicking repeatedly, your physique and muscles change every time you fight, so you can't strike the same blow with the same form every time, can you?"

All training was done with purpose.

To increase power, to develop speed.

And of course, if the purpose was different, the content of the training will change.

However, Mr. Machio was trained from the damage he suffered, regardless of his intention or purpose.

There's nothing wrong with strengthening weak points.

However, muscles that have overdeveloped and muscles that originally were unnecessary could get in the way.

That's why Tre'ainar always emphasized "balance" when coaching me in training.

You certainly need strength to land a strong punch, but that's not enough.

"Well, Mr. Machio knew that too. That's why you usually do so much strength training and roadwork, right? To adjust your balance"

However, no matter how much Mr. Machio fine-tuned his body balance in his daily training, once the battle began, he was as you can see.

And......

"And Mr. Machio."

"...... What?"

"Are you hungry?"

"......eh ... fufu"

Mr. Machio chuckled at my question. Apparently, I hit the mark.

"Well, I reckon you're talking a lot today, Earth."

Kuhahaha, cheeky kid, right?"

"Absolutely!"

Without answering my question, Mr. Machio moved.

"[Arcane True Zenith Knuckle Part! Barrage]!"

"Tto..."

"[Arcane True Zenith Front High Kick]! [Arcane True Zenith Leg Lariat]!"

Between his fist strikes, he mixed in front kicks and high kicks and threw them at me. However, I could see through them.

"[Arcane True Zenith Water Kick]!"

"Yotto!"

"Fu, ha... fuh..."

And although there were many counter chances, I didn't drive in blindly.

Just wait for the right moment.

"This is unusual! It's a Machio onslaught! He is attacking Earth with a series of intense and powerful punches and kicks!"

"Amazing! If Machio did that to me, I wouldn't be able to do anything!"

"If he lands even one shot, that young man, isn't it dangerous?"

"Oh, if he hits even one shot!"

"Even one shot..."

Due to the large form, each attack felt like a powerful cannon passing in front of me.

However, it was still not sharp.

"[Arcane True Zenith Drop Kick]!"

So, if you don't lose your concentration, you will absolutely not be caught off guard.

"Oh, Machio is attacking with great momentum. Even a single hit would be scary. But why doesn't Earth fight back?"

"That one shot won't land, Lady Kron. And Earth Lagann sees through it all. Machio may recover by Super Magic, but his stamina will be greatly reduced."

"?"

"That's why he dares to take all the effort and even invite numerous near misses. And he aims... to land one blow."

The people around me cheered on Mr. Machio, who was aggressively attacking, and screamed at the attacks that passed my face.

But I saw through it all.

Jamdi'el at the special seat...... and Tre'ainar beside me...... were watching it all...

"Machio... if thou care to win... thou will have to use 'that', right?"

『...... well...... this fellow... is he able use 'that' as well as Gouda? 』

I felt like I heard an ominous muttering.

Author's Note

I was actually going to post this after the match was over, but before the match.

By the way, it seems that the impression section is heating up. However, as I have said before, I would be happy if my readers didn't get too upset with each other.

Also, some people commented that the impression section should be login-only, but I would like to wait and see how it goes.

So far, I don't think anyone has commented on "things that have nothing to do with the work", but rather the opinion of "what I think ".

Above all, this work is read by many people now, so bookmarks, and drills... I have received "evaluations" from the form below, which is reflected in the ranking and leads to more people reading it. However, I don't think it makes sense to say, "I'll take your evaluation, but I don't want your harsh comments", so I'll take what I can get. * Well, if it really makes sense, I'd like to reply with your impressions, but I'm sorry about that.

In the meantime, I would be happy if you could put the conflict between readers to rest after this story.