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“Damn you, son...”
I reached out for my holy sword. There was no time to pull it out, so I blocked Uburka the Muscle Pig’s fist with the scabbard. Our auras clashed fiercely.
Booooom!
“Oh?” Uburka muttered.
I deliberately took advantage of the impact and put some distance between Uburka and me. The space gave me time to grip my sword properly and take a stance so that I could deal with the muscle pig properly.
“Good. Very good!” Uburka smiled, his cheerfulness evident. “You’re quite slender, but you have quite dense muscles. Did you add the weight of your soul to your physical weight?”
“I only grow functional muscles, you rude bastard!”
“Ugor? Functional muscles? What are those?”
“They’re magical muscles that keep you slender but have the potential to infinitely increase your physical strength! Functional muscles are the essential quality of a master martial artist! Muscles that show off are nothing but a symbol of an amateur!”
“Kekerukker, you have quite a bark...” Uburka muttered.
He looked bewildered, so much that his breathing slowed for a moment. People’s brains tended to freeze when faced with too much bullshit, and Uburka was not immune to this effect. Making use of this moment of confusion, I lunged at him.
“Hmm?”
Uburka’s red eyes widened. He was much bigger than an average Terra, meaning he was easier to hit. I wrapped aura around the scabbard and swung it like a cl...
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