Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

“I see you, Lord!”

Baek Woojin knelt in front of Baekcheonhwa and took a bow. Baek Cheon-hwa rested her chin on her chin, as usual, with a bored expression.

-Why is your father holding shit like that every time? what statue is that?

'ね… ’

Suddenly, darkness uttered a nonsense, and laughter was about to burst out. He pinched his thigh, barely holding back.

“Get up.”

She lifted her head as she listened to the heavy bass of a hundred thousand words. Luckily she didn't find out that she almost laughed.

‘It’s also my father.’

Knowing that her son has collapsed, she doesn't say anything of concern. He was the owner of this cold-hearted family.

She said, “I heard that she went on a commission.”

"That's right."

Baek Cheon-hwa looked at Baek Woojin, and then lifted her hand, which was resting on her chin. She felt pressure flowing from him, chilling her spine.

“What did you get there?”

Baek Woojin's head turned quickly at Baek Cheonhwa's unexpected question.

‘What did you get? item? no. It's not like that.'

Baek Cheon-hwa is a person who values ​​personal power rather than items. She must be saying something else. Baek Woojin opened his mouth after organizing his thoughts.

“She knew that doing missions could also be a discipline,” she said.

“Then what did you learn?”

Baek Chen turned her head slightly and asked her additional questions.

'after… ’

Baek Woojin sighed in relief. Seeing that she asked a connected question, she said that her answer was correct.

She said, “I learned how to search and quickly feel the presence of monsters by watching the capable people moving together. Based on the theories she knew, I also learned the sense of attacking monsters.”

Baek Woojin looked directly at Baekcheonhwa and said what he was thinking.

“Finally, I realized how to fight against an enemy stronger than me.”

“👀”

The corner of Baek Cheon-hwa's mouth rose slightly. Baek Woojin's answer meant that she liked her.

‘Not bad.’

Baek Woojin didn't just get stronger. His attitude and spirit were growing as well as powerlessness. Baek Cheon-hwa felt proud of her own youngest son, who kept what she said.

“What kind of sword did you use?”

Baek Woojin didn't answer right away. She can't lie, because she's a hundred thousand mad and she knows that she's not up to the level to wield swordsmanship. She couldn't even speak of darkness.

“I can’t tell you.”

A cold wind blew before Gaju-jeon at Baek Woojin's words. It seemed as if the cold had come, and everything was frozen.

'crazy!'

Moon Ju-young's head, who was looking at her front, automatically turned to Baek Woojin. When she said such things to Gaju, I thought Baek Woojin was crazy. All the oats were numb.

“What did you just say?”

“The Lord and I have a bet going on, so I can’t tell you.”

"bet?"

“Didn’t you say a month ago that you were giving me a test to see if I had practiced properly?”

“Is that a bet?”

"That's right. I accepted it as a bet with the headmaster. I can't tell my bettor my secret weapon."

“Ah ha ha ha ha!”

A hundred thousand painters went mad, leaning back on her chair. She only laughed, but the whole of California shook like an earthquake.'You're going out like that?'

Moon Joo-young was not funny. When it came out that she couldn't tell, she thought the headmaster would break one of Baek Woojin's arms.

However, Baek Woojin won the score with a clever answer. He couldn't believe it even though he was watching it right in front of his eyes. I wanted to get into Baek Woojin's head.

“It’s good. You will have to find out your bettor’s information on your own.”

Baek Cheon-hwa nodded his head and gave a soft expression. The atmosphere of Gajujeon has returned to its original state.

“Then tell me what your bet is with me.”

Baek Woojin swallowed dry saliva. Finally, he learns what his father's test is.

“Come in.”

The door of Gajujeon opened at the voice of Baek Cheon-hwa. Light but anomalous footsteps could be heard from behind.

“I see you, Lord!”

The man who came in came next to Baek Woojin and paid his respects to Baek Cheonhwa. Baek Woojin knew who he was as soon as he heard that voice.

‘Is this kid my test subject?’

-Ummm...

Baek Woojin's impression was crushed. The man sitting next to him was Baek Ho-jung, the sixth brother, whom he had an argument with recently.

“Neutral.”

"Yes!"

“After 22 days, we have to fight the youngest.”

Baek Ho-jung smiled with joy as he bowed his head. Anyway, I was thinking of killing Baek Woojin, but he spreads the board and you are welcome.

“Use only Tier 3 Aurors instead.”

"all right!"

Baek Ho-jung looked up at Baek Cheon-hwa and shouted loudly. He was confident that he could beat Baek Woojin even if he only used a 3rd grade aura.

“Woojin.”

"Yes."

“The way you win your bet with me is to beat your brother. Can you do it?”

To beat Baekho-jung is nonsense. There is only a 5 year age difference. Even if he only uses 3rd grade Aurors, Baek Ho-jung is a much stronger swordsman than Sain-woo. But he had no choice.

"I'll do it."

"good."

Baek Cheon-hwa smiled satisfied with Baek Woojin's answer, and Baek Ho-jung revealed it and laughed.

“Don’t expect it.”

Baek Woojin and Baek Ho-jung left Gajujeon together at Baek Cheon-hwa's beckoning to go away.

“Didn’t you know that the opportunity to tempt you would come so soon?”

“I didn’t know either.”

Baek Woojin looked straight at Baek Ho-jung and continued.

“I never thought I would get a chance to paint my brother so quickly.”

"you… .”

Baekho-jung's eyes were dyed red.

“You mean I have a talent for touching other people's temperament. I really want to kill you.”

It exhaled enough flesh to make the white tiger's flesh ache.

“The day I hang out with hyung is not today. Don’t try too hard.”

Baek Woojin patted his shoulder and turned back, holding back his life.

“ Baek Woojin! You bastard!”

“See you later.”

Baek Woojin ignored Baek Ho-jung's ferocious voice and headed for the training center.

**

"Damn it. To face Baekho-jung... .”

I took the form in front, but it's really difficult to beat Baekho-jung. Moreover, he now has restrictions.

- I'm glad you did. Aurors are limited to level 3, aren't they?

“Still, he is strong. It is said that Baekho-jung, who uses a 3rd-grade aura, is much stronger than Sain-woo, who is 4th grade.”

He knew his father's exam would be difficult, but he never thought that he would suddenly ask him to face Baekho-jung.

“The green auror of Baekho-jung is characterized by being fast and colorful. He's learning a variety of changes to match his characteristics."

-Know. He was wearing the body of a swordsman who had mastered the sword.

“Because that pervert likes to play tricks on his opponents with his peanut sword. I have been cut many times in my past life for no reason.”

When I think of my past life, my teeth break. It's not the only time Baek Ho-jung came to test his swordsmanship and cut himself off.

“Apart from betting with his father, he can never lose to him. He will win whatever he does.”

-Then, practice day and night with the thought of breaking the quest before starting the match.

"Sure. Before that, I have to write the points.”

-As you can see, you have to spend 100 points per 1 stat starting from the lowest level.

"know."

Baek Woojin turned on the status window and raised his stamina and physical stats by 3 to 700 points, and increased mana with the remaining 100 points.

- It's a good choice. You can increase the training intensity by raising the two stats, and you will be able to cover the Auror's push with your physical ability and stamina when you are competing.

“That’s why I did it.”

-Anyway, the head is turning well.

Baek Woojin listened to the words that he did not know whether it was a compliment from darkness or not, and took the stance of the swordsmanship.

Shaaah!

With the thin sound of the air being cut, the sword stretched out like a beam of light.

- Fast and strong. But your will did not dwell.

“That will is terribly difficult.”

-It's difficult at first, but you're trying to contain two wills instead of one, so the difficulty is much higher. Are you going to change it to one right now?

"Crazy? If you draw a sword, even the dragon head must be cut. Never give up.”

- Normally I wouldn't cut the dragon's head... Anyway, keep thinking. With the feeling that your will and your sword are breathing together.

“Breathe together, okay?”

Baek Woojin took a stance again. His mind and heart were filled with what makes his foot fencing quick and strong.

👌👌👌👌👌

Baek Woojin's second swordsmanship exploded. It sounded similar, but the speed and power were different from the first valet technique.

-good! I've got a feel for it now.

"also. I didn’t feel wrong.”

The moment I used the second sword, I felt my mind, energy, and body merge into one.

“But are you tired?”

-It's natural to feel tired, since the heart is opening a harmonious sword path.

“Heart body?”

-Your body, energy, and mental strength are all looking at one thing. Just like you put the meaning of pleasure and river in your feet a while ago.

“That was the feeling.”

Baek Woojin nodded his head. When he used his footsword, he could feel the euphoria of feeling that everything about him was united.

- When you get the hang of it, don't stop and keep going.

“It is already being prepared.”

Baek Woojin took the stance of the swordsmanship before the darkness even made him do it. He once again matched his core body and put the will of pleasure and river in his sword.🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

The unrefined energy contained in his third foot sword ripped the air apart.

**

The 22nd passed quickly and became the day when Baek Woojin and Baek Ho-jung had a confrontation. Not only the direct descendants of the Baek family, but also prosecutors who can afford it, gathered at the Grand Dance Hall.

“What kind of fight are you having?”

“That’s it. Even if Master Woo-jin caught a level 4 criminal, how can he defeat Master Ho-jung?”

“Even if Master Woo-jin is a genius, it’s hard to keep up with the time of five years.”

The prosecutors thought this confrontation itself was meaningless. Even if they fight, they are sure that Baekho-jung will win.

“I don’t know what your father is thinking.”

“I mean, it’s Woojin and Hojung… .”

“It’s a waste of time to watch a match like this.”

Even the direct descendants of the Baek family did not understand the meaning of this confrontation. I thought Baek Ho-jung would win overwhelmingly.

‘I wish I was dead at all.’

Only Baek Myung-hoon, who had a big bad feeling for Baek Woojin, was smiling quietly.

“Come!”

While everyone was shaking their heads, Baek Ho-jung and Baek Woojin entered the dance hall. The two headed towards the center of the arena as if they had promised.

“Are you ready to turn around?”

As soon as Baek Ho-jung saw Baek Woojin, he revealed it and put on a cruel smile.

“Isn’t it?”

“Let’s see how long that snout will live.”

“Do you think you will still be alive?”

“Ugh… .”

Baek Ho-jung sharpened his teeth. He barely resisted wanting to shoot a knife at Baek Woojin's head.

“You don’t think it’ll end in a good way just because other people are watching, don’t you? Even Baek Sung-hyun can’t stop me here.”

Baekho-jung’s words were full of life. Baek Woojin, like it or not, kept his expressionless expression. I feel like you can do it your way.

“Ugh… .”

Baekho-jung's expression changed to that unresponsiveness. He provoked himself first, and then he was provoked.

“The Lord is coming!”

“I see you, Lord!”

Baek Cheonhwa appeared in the dance hall. All the swordsmen gathered in the dance hall fell to their knees. After Baek Cheon-hwa sat on the chair on the podium, the prosecutors got up.

“Start the fight.”

Baek Cheon-hwa said to start the match immediately without warming up or giving a speech. He looked like the head of a new sword and white family.

blah blah!

The gong rang to signal the start of the match.

“The time has come for you to turn around.”

Baek Woojin did not respond to Baek Ho-jung's harsh words. I just focused on the fight that will start from now on.

[Rasadum's aura characteristic 'Black Wind' is activated.]

A soaring black wind descended on Baek Woojin's whole body. The color of the black wind and the wind were getting stronger.

"what… .”

Baekho-jung's eyes widened as if they were about to explode when they saw the black wind. It was because the wind of the black wind was much harsher than the information he had heard.

"after… .”

Baek Woojin picked up his breath and took a stance with a swordsmanship. His eyes gleamed a dazzling blue.

“Let’s get started.”

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