Those are some impressive muscles you've cultivated.....but they won't hold against my blade

Then you get sued for life.

If you shoot you shoot to kill. Otherwise youre the guilty party that abuses power.

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tch.... you may have a katana, kid....
What are you going to do when you can't go anywhere to use it?

good to know that america is literally on china's level of human decency now

>now

>So weak he has to hold what is essentially just a machete over his shoulder
Your blade wouldn't hold against mind fuckboi also I use a shield what are you retarded who brings a sword without a shield soyboys are maximum stupid
>Having to use a buckler
>Not enough upper body strength for Tower Shield
Swords are for fags anyways real men use hammers

>I sip on my lemonade
>as expected, they come on to me

can you imagine the shame of being killed by this gun?

>nice toothpick, faggot

>nice height manlet

>casul

cloud was 5'7

Your blade is no match for my assault knife

It has best waifu, so I'd be OK with it.

>heh, your muscles are useless
>speed will always trump power
> REEEEEEEeeeeee

ZA WARUDO

Hide your dog

Tight little ass you got there.

But it won't hold against my 8 inch dick

She is so precious

Never happened once

Throw my brain out the window and punch harder.

I flex my lats and tank the hit as 「AWAKEN 」plays in the background.

Depends on the state, desu

Try slicing through my bloat, twink

Not really, it's just a drawing by some weird looking Chinese man. There's literally millions of them, all drawn by sweaty, souless Chinamen you silly weebshit.

>it's just a drawing
Please do not remind me, I live with this

>open preworkout
>rail both nostrils full
>???
>new sword

>No materia

>be me
>some autistic weeb wearing a trenchcoat is walking around with a sword
>says: Those are some impressive muscles you've cultivated.....but they won't hold against my blade....
>ask him which character he is trying to be like
>as he's giving his answer turn around and walk away without a word.

Blind him with laser pointer.

>comes at me
>trips on his trenchcoat
>impales himself on cheap Chinese metal sword.

EZPZ

P I P E B O M B

>Those are some impressive muscles you've cultivated.....but they won't hold against my blade....

>Deadlift myself behind him
>Raise 5 skeletons to distract him
>Skull crush him with my triceps

I wasn't even trying

Only GOMAD will spare you hungry skeleton

>Run in before he can swing using my legs muscles that I have trained by never skipping leg day
>Stop his swing with my left arm by grabbing his forearm rendering him unable to move it with my finely tuned bicep, tricep, and grip strength
>Uppercut his face using my finely tuned back and right arm muscles
Next time send Ippo

Run at a medium pace until he tires out.
Laugh at him and take his sword

heh...I won't need more than 10% of my power to beat you to a pulp, you retard

>Mock him for his empty materia slots
>Show him my fully loaded Death Penalty, powered up by defeating thousands of enemies
>His eyes widen as he realizes he has no chance
>"Don't worry, boy. I'm not going to shoot you."
>Chuckle heartily as I summon Knights of the Round paired with HP Absorb
>Destroy the impish whelp who had no idea what he was getting himself into
>Absorb 9999 HP
>Hit victory pose
>*Victory theme plays as I gain EXP and AP from defeating this enemy*

kek'd

Is he getting mired?

>I have studied the blade and the body. Your technique is no match.

>run
Pshhhht. Just chop your balls off now, you've said goodbye to gains forever.

>I dare him to make a move
>He flinches, I teleport behind him using a secret hip thrust technique to propell myself forward without raising my heart rate
>begin to leg press the earth downwards
>he tumbles over, sword flying from his grasp, slicing through his trenchcoat and cargo shorts like paper
>reaching forward I grab the fat, bearded fedora like an atlas stone, raising the bed-sore ridden plump bottom into the air, just above crotch height
>He manages to exclaim "NANI?!" right before I complete the leg press rep, and impale his pudgy form with my own weapon
>tears welling up in his disproportionately small eyes to his fat head, he chokes out "Why, Sam?"
>I say "The weak should fear the strong", and jerk him off while he is pinned, helpless and suspended in the air by my raw strength.

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underrated

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