Beat them and take them down.
　It's quite simple, but when magic, weapons, and combat techniques are involved in it, it's not as easy as it sounds.

''A heavy, dull sound rang out!　Belito had been maintaining a medium range until he was ready for the big move, but now he's abandoned it and is looking to get in close!　'A solid fight with a high level of defense, Philip chooses to intercept rather than stick to his defense!

'Personally, I like this development. It's a commentary, so I guess that's what it is, and neither of us are acting on our emotions.

"Hoho. May I ask you a question?

"In Belito's case, the intention is to resolve the lack of offensive power of his 'small moves'. The "move freely even when away from the magician" function eats up a lot of magic power. If you use it at super close range, you can use that amount of power to attack.

"I see...!　So what are the intentions on Phillip's part?'

'We're still hitting each other, but his 'vigilance' is solid. He won't be able to do much damage with his current 'right arm' and 'small moves'. So it's not wrong to go on the offensive. Belito's "right arm" is complete and his "small technique" will be further strengthened by not having to incorporate a "confluence" - maybe he's trying to settle it before that future arrives.'

'Both men are engaged in a seemingly primitive fistfight, but in their minds, they're plotting their way to victory!

　As the commentary continued, our offensive continued.
　Isn't that right?

　It's an offense...

　I'm hitting him. I'm going to hit him in the face, in the chest, in the belly, in the side, in the chin. Sometimes it's his back, sometimes it's his knees, sometimes it's his fists that are coming towards us.
　With his right arm, or with an 'arm' that grows out of the ground.
　But 'Kongo' is not shattered.

　It would still be better to deal with a real golem. It's too hard.
　He didn't take a defensive posture at all and just came at me.
　If there's an arm in the way, he'll cut it to pieces, and if there's a wall that stands in his way, he'll punch it as many times as he can until it shatters.

The bigger those arms get, the heavier your movements become.

Better than you in full golem armor, though.

'You still seem to have room for light talk.

　I thought he grinned behind his helmet, which looked like a golem's head, and I thought he grinned.

　In terms of damage accumulation, I'm at an inexplicable disadvantage.
　Already, the exoskeleton, of which Mushinjin would have been proud, is in tatters. Some parts are dented and peeling.

　We've made a contract with each other's spirit alter egos, but each spirit has a different skill set and skill set.
　They're like alter egos, but they were split up a long time ago, and each one has a different personality.
　It's said that all human ancestors are the same if you trace back to the beginning, but that's probably close enough.
　Even if we started out the same, we are all still individuals.

　My partner is good at 'formation'. As far as white silver is concerned, he was given a part of the earth change.
　Phil's partner is good at hardening. I'm going to be able to give you a rock-hardening quality that cannot be destroyed by human hands.

Even if it's a little heavier...!

　I was facing him, and I started running in the direction he wasn't.
　Phil is chasing me.

　A silvery white slope is created in front of me. It is, but there's something wrong in the middle. The slope is warped. I run through without a care in the world, and just before the heavens and the earth are turned upside down, I kick the silvery white slope.

　I twist in midair and transfer the force that brings it back into my fist.
　Below me is the 【Vajra's Hero】 that has been chasing me.
　Boku's strike, which also added height, was bloated, absorbing the white silver that had been used for the slope right after the leap, too.

''No matter how many times I do it, it's the same thing.''

We'll just do it again and again until the results change.

　He swings his fist at his helmet.
　After all, he does not prevent it.

　His right arm is already thicker than an orc's arm, but even this doesn't let the damage get through.
　His arm extends to my waist.
　He's planning to snap me in half.

　But just as I'm about to do so, he flies backwards.

''You've thought this through very well.

　Liquid white silver was gushing out from where he was standing.
　His armor was like a golem. A figure that looked like a combination of stones of varying sizes.

　If you can sneak liquid silver through the gaps, you can damage it from the inside.
　It's not what I want to show you, but he can't ignore it either. There is a third person.

　You can't ignore it because your sister is going to beat you up and take you down, so you can't ignore her and not attack her with this.

'Did you think I was an idiot?'

　Phil's not answering.
　You're thinking this. You think my sister is an idiot, don't you? Well, I can't deny it.

"Very well. I'm going to keep moving and I'm going to take you down. I'll be fine.

That's why we're going to win.

　Phil runs out.
　Two chances. Neither yet, but it will come. I have no doubt about that.　
　I'll put up a wall to block his path.

"Huh.

　I am stunned.
　I thought I had prevented his progress for a time. In the meantime, Bok had approached the wall and was trying to absorb the wall's white and silver with his right arm while punching him on the other side of it.

　But I couldn't do it.
　The wall was being lifted up, the entire ground where it was growing.

　Of course, he had done it.

'You'll absorb it. Go ahead and take your fill.

　Then he throws the wall. I wonder what he means by throwing the wall, but since he's actually throwing it, it can't be helped.

　--Not good.........!

　I'm glad I know what's on the other side, but it's tricky for him to use it as an attack. Even if I was able to absorb the wall with my face, it would still block my vision.

　But if I chose to evade, it would delay the completion of my right arm.
　I hesitated. In the end, I opted for absorption.

　I've made my own silver, and I'm going to intercept it with my own fist.

''You made the wrong choice.

　--I can't do it!

　That's just as well.
　He had untied all but his right fist.

　When he read that I would choose absorption, he shed his best armor.
　He thrusts his fist up from a low position to punch me in the jaw.

　But it fails to capture the target.

".........?

　The wall that I was trying to absorb had changed its shape into an arm.
　The former wall and the current arm of the wall was grabbing my right arm, which had come to greet me, and raising it.

　My body danced in the air.

'.........Ha........'

　You sound like you're having a lot of fun, don't forget your character.

　The first chance came at the perfect time.

... .........Marc?

　From my brother's character, I thought he would choose the good-looking 【Wizard】 Luri as his partner.
　But this time, I chose Marc, the [Seishiroku Knight] who usually protects his sister alongside himself.

　Maybe he thought about what the audience wanted and thought swordsmanship was better than brightly colored magic.
　There are winners and losers in a brave (hero) show and dungeon attack, but for the audience, it's more of a work of art.

　In the case of dungeon capture, we can decide how to show them.
　They even decide what angle they want to use and how they want to shoot things.

　But in tag team tournaments, there are people who will watch the matches live, regardless of what will be broadcast on the video board (TV) later.

　When you think about it, the fairy Luli is too small to see, and although the venue is filled with magic power, it's not as dense or as much as a dungeon.
　You can't take advantage of Luli's advantage of gathering magic power from the surroundings and using magic.

　There might be those ideas, too.
　But maybe those aren't the real reasons. It's not the deciding factor.

　Isn't it to defeat Leme?
　Didn't you recognize him as a superior black wizard and be wary of him?

　That's why I teamed up with [Seishihaku Knight].
　If that partner loses, it shouldn't be indifferent, no matter how much of a battle it is, it shouldn't be indifferent.

''Come...''　

　I reduced the size of all of the "arms" that I had placed around me by one size and changed the amount into a sphere - and made them throw.
　All of them meet up with my right arm in the air.

　The huge right arm is used as a hammer and swung down at him.
　The impact is so great that the hall shakes.

　My mallet struck his bare head - it didn't.

　It was received with a thrusting right fist.
　It shattered the ground beneath his feet, burying his body slightly in the ground, although the damage seemed to have reached him for lack of any other armor.
　Still.

'It was optimal timing.'

　Then why are you dealing with it?

　Cunningham, his body dropped.
　A momentary feeling of floating.

　My body loses the support of his arms and falls.
　Phil is there to thin the flesh.

Huh.

　I put my left hand on my right arm, grabbed it, and pulled it out.
　I formed a sword from my right arm.

"Dexterous. Isn't that the one you're looking for?

Shut up.

　The sword he swung was shattered, but he succeeded in deflecting the trajectory of his fist.
　The fist that was supposed to strike the head hits the chest and blows my body away.

　He thrusts his right arm into the ground and kills the momentum as he scrapes.
　When I return my gaze, I see that 'Kongo' has redeployed in his body.

''Don't tell me that was your full strength just now?　If you get the opportunity and that's the limit - you won't be able to break me.

Of course not yet.

I hope so, sir.

　You think you're missing out.
　It had happened in a moment, but he was watching closely.

　His right fist had been cracked by the blow he had just delivered.
　It had already been repaired, but it was indeed cracked.

　His attack power was almost there.
　The next blow would decide the match.