(All in all, this is today's update, thanks to the tip from Chenxian Boy.) Thanks also to David H. Smith for the tip, don't worry, we wanted to write it, but I don't know when it will be right. Thank you again for the tip of the alphabet Jun at2015010329~ This is an update. ）

How does a saying come about?

The ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

This can be seen just from the fact that Bell did not touch the opponent's attack in the slightest.

Not only is it slow, but it's also completely inadequate.

Such an attack caused Bert to almost yawn.

However, he was still surprised that people like Bell would dare to draw a knife against him.

What exactly is wrong with that sentence?

Bert even had room to think about things under the opposition's loose offensive net.

"Ahh!!hh It's annoying! ”

Kick in an instant.

Boom!!!!!

With this not light or heavy blow, Bell's already tired body was immediately thrown backwards.

Even though Bert had already left his hand, the strong force still made Bell feel as if his internal organs were rolling.

Holding his dagger tightly, he didn't let go even if the whole person curled up like a shrimp in pain.

And then—

Stand up again.

"Huh?"

Bert was a little surprised to dodge the other man's slow stab.

Boom!!!!

Almost a remake of the last time it was knocked out.

The strong potential energy carried the white-haired boy back a few more times.

Again...

Stood up again.

Bell gritted his teeth.

Truly.

He didn't have Chu Xuan's all-encompassing intelligence.

There is no force of the werewolf boy in front of him.

It's a fact.

But there is nothing shameful in admitting the facts.

Bel. Cloney's bright red eyes shone brighter than the sun.

The palms of the hands are shaking, and the calves are shaking.

Even the body was covered with scars.

Boom!!!!

The body that had just stood up flew backwards again.

"Wooh... Vomit, vomit..."

Kneeling on the ground with your legs, using your head as the only point of support. The white-haired teenager retched in embarrassment.

"Bert, you're going a little too far."

Just as the werewolf boy wanted to rush forward again, he grabbed his shoulder with a palm and said with a serious expression.

Ace. Wallenstein...

"......" Bert.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bert had to say that he was indeed a little angry by the stubborn momentum of the young man in front of him, whom he called trash.

Chu Xuan on the side watched all these things happen casually, with no idea of blocking it at all.

Or, could it be that our Senior Colonel Chu Xuan still has the idea of using Bert's stimulation to stimulate Bell's BUG-exclusive skill?

It's not scary to admit that you're incompetent.

It's scary to not know what your own incompetence is

Yes, getting used to your own incompetence and weakness is what really hurts.

Is it to be a hero for a second or a "submissive citizen" for a lifetime? Do you choose to keep moving forward or do you choose to accept your own incompetence?

It's not just for Bell as a person.

It's true for a whole group of people.

"Ace." Bert calmly brushed Ace away. Wallenstein's white palm.

"This is a duel of backbone between men, I won't stop, let alone give in, at least as a man, let me see where this guy's pride is."

"......" Ace. Wallenstein.

The blonde Kenji didn't say a word and stepped back again.

That's right.

Look back at Bell, who stumbled in. Clony's gaze was no longer one of disdain, but one of appreciation. Maybe he has been infected by the "stupid" energy of his opponent.

Proud?

That's right, pride.

This time, simply put on a posture, before the former rushed-

With both hands stretched out, a sharp fist burst out instantly!

"Hey, hey..."

Bell's face was flushed with redness. Clooney, at the moment, laughed weirdly.

The body that suddenly stopped, risking the consequences of being strained in the muscles, and slammed into the latter's body hard!

However, even if he tried his best to hit, it was still painless for the latter.

Boom!!!!!

Seizing an opening, Bell was thrown out again.

"I... Hit you. ”

This sentence finally rang out when the latter's body fell to the ground like a broken kite.

"That's right."

"You hit me."

Bert nodded, feeling the slightest pain in his body, and nodded very firmly.

(Really, it's such a mess again, Lord God...) Perhaps... ）

Bell did feel the throbbing inside of him, but his own body fell into a coma at such a time.

"Good." At this time, Chu Xuan finally walked up, looking at Bell, whose face was blue and purple, and his voice was as cold as an ice cube slowly sounded.

"You really dare to say it..."

"Originally... I'm here to find you in a place like this!!! ”

"Facial paralysis man!"

The appreciation of Bell's backbone, and the dissatisfaction with the cowardice of the paralyzed man in front of him who never took the initiative to fight, made Bert throw a punch.

"Honestly grit my teeth!!"