The Strongest Dull Prince’s Secret Battle For The Throne Chapter 447
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Chapter 447: 447 Linares entered the base of an aristocratic villa .
An unused villa .
Waiting there was Malvas, a man with a strong body .
He is a human dependent demon .
It was Linarez who immediately realized that, but it was not an atmosphere of immediate crusade .
“I’m in trouble . . . “
Linarez plays Malvas’s fist whispering .
It is the reward of the fist that has been played many times from earlier .
Linarez was doing well with Malvas’ fist .
Rigid and soft .
The way they fought was a rival .
“I don’t think it’s easy to tease my fist . . . but it’s called the Fist Immortal . “
“I don’t want to destroy this villa because the purpose of this investigation is . . . Can you help me out?
“I can’t talk to you . I’m here to protect you . “
“Not anymore . . . unfriendly middle-aged people . “
“Let’s talk with our fists as the same martial artist . “
“I don’t like being touched . That’s why I hate the same martial arts artist . Besides, I feel nauseous in my middle age . “
All dirty and dirty, Linarez plays Malvas’s fist .
In the aftermath, the walls of the villa are blowing up .
Linarez prevented it without suffering, but Malvas’ fists were fired with the power of rupture .
“Fu, don’t let me break you like this . “
“The devil had brains, didn’t he?What about power?
If you want to know, pull it out .
“This time I’ll spare you . . . I hate it . Really . “
Linarez took Malvas’ back in an instant and punctured his chest .
It’s a divinity that doesn’t even have blood on its arms .
Mulbus is lost in an instant of events .
Normally, it’s fatal . A level wound that can interfere with the movement of any demon .
But the wound clogged up in an instant .
“I see . . . you prefer fleshbullet warfare . “
“Understood?My power is healing . No one can crush me . “
“I really hate it . “
I guess so .
Mulbus looked back as he said .
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There was plenty of laughter on his face .
“My healing is invincible . No martial artist can beat me . [M]Your technique is excellent . But after all, it belongs to the human counterpart . You can’t beat demons with technology to destroy humans . “
“That’s right . But my martial arts are for monsters .
“Same thing . The technique of slaughtering dragons cannot beat the demons that regenerate . You don’t have the strength . “
“It’s really annoying . . . maybe this is the first time I’ve ever been an SS Adventurer . “
“Apologize for rudeness . I’m just telling you the truth . “
“Your theory is not true, it’s speculation . “
That’s how Linarez fists .
Malbus plays it .
The skilled Linarez fist sneaks through Mulbus’ defenses many times, drilling holes into his body, but Mulbus’s body regenerates one after the other .
Linares were trying to shatter until they couldn’t regenerate from a single hit, but even Linares couldn’t sneak through all of Malvas’s defenses .
After all, Malvas’ regenerative abilities prevailed .
I came here to make up my mind, but I couldn’t even crush him .
“I can’t believe it anymore . . . “
“I guess so . You and I are fatally incompatible . “
“Looks like it . I really can’t be a character . “
“Capabilities suck . Your defenses are tough, but my fist will break through eventually . One shot is all you need, me and you, who won’t stop shooting . You won’t win . “
“Even though I didn’t win, I was so proud . . . “
Hah, Linarez sighs .
Malbuse took a stand against such linearies .
“I don’t want to end this because of the time of bliss, but this is a battle between martial artists . Winning or losing is a must . As much as I’ve been waiting for you, I’m a bit overwhelmed, but let’s finish this . “
That said, Malvas took a deep breath and threw a thrust at him with a rescue .
A poke that even leaves the sound behind .
It was not too powerful for humans to eat .
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However, there was a miscalculation .
Linarez in front of us is not fit in the human frame .
It’s called the SS Adventurer .
“I’ll finish it . Me too . “
After Mulbus’ poke .
Linares told me plainly .
When I realized it, Malvas’s arm, which had thrown a poke, was gone .
“What . . . ?
“I can’t believe I lost my arm just by playing with a little force . You’re fragile . “
Linarez murmured while standing still .
The appearance has not changed at all .
But obviously something is different .
Malbuse, who sensed it, took the distance from Linares at once .
” . . . that’s the Fist Immortal . . . hiding his back hand . . . “
“Deep hand? Well, yeah . I don’t really want to use it . “
Step by step with words .
Linarez approached Malvas as if he were showing him .
Malvas, unable to withstand the pressure, threw several thrusts from a short distance .
Multiple shock waves strike Linarless .
But . . .
“Dusty, dirty clothes . “
Linarez wiped out the shock wave by just paying his right hand .
The aftermath of that wave will destroy the noble villa in half .
“That’s why you didn’t like it . I’ll break it . Well, there’s nothing I can do about it, and I’ll leave the aftertreatment to the other kids . “
“Are you really . . . the same person as before . . . ?
“Excuse me . Authentic, human . The difference is whether you are weak or putting your strength into it . That’s all . I can’t relax when I put my strength into my body, and it puts a strain on my skin . . . and above all, I hate it because it’s not as beautiful as a brain muscle . After all, I pass everything on with gorgeous skill . I think such a martial artist is beautiful . “
I’m just trying .
Malvas struggles with that expression .
This means that we have not even been in combat mode until now .
Even in that state, I was showing off so many moves . What kind of tricks will come next?
Malvas was feeling dangerous but expecting it .
That move is powerful . I wonder what will happen .
But . . .
“Is it your fault?They won’t let me do it right away . I have no choice but to choose the ugly way . “
“Do you think your moves are beautiful?
“That’s a compliment I’m tired of hearing . And I think you’re mistaken for one thing, but the trick is just to bring power to life . There’s a word for softly controlling Rigidity, but my theory is different . “
“Don’t be intrigued . The most powerful martial arts theory on the continent . “
“Then I’ll tell you . My theory is, “Strength is everything . ” The trick is just an accessory . You live because you have the power . You can’t control your power with your moves . Therefore, even your power cannot control my power . “
Malvas, who wanted to be attacked by Linares because of his healing powers, noticed that the level of danger he felt had changed .
The danger turned into a premonition of death .
It was too late when I thought it was bad .
“I’ll teach you a souvenir of the underworld . Power is power . “
Linarez, standing in front of Malvas, threw a straight fist of no skill .
It was as if ancient magic had been activated, and in an instant Malvas’s body had shattered and vanished .
The aftermath of the punch was instantly changing the terrain around the villa .
Linarez looked carefully at his right hand, which had thrown a poke at him .
“I have to take good care of my skin today . . . ahh!It’s a mess, it’s not beautiful! I really don’t like it!
The terrain turned into a completely destroyed villa .
The battle between the devil and the SS Adventurer was a natural result, but Linares was disagreeable .
As other SS adventurers emerged, this kind of catastrophe was visible .
It is you who make beautiful and smart decisions in it .
I thought so, but the result was the opposite .
“Can the Survey boys get rid of the debris?Oh no, if you pull the rubble back, it’ll get dusty . “
Speaking frankly, Linarez headed for the investigation team that was waiting .
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