Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

“You need to go to the special recovery room first.”

“A special recovery room?”

Baek Woojin bit his lip. It is no exaggeration to say that the White Line Guild is the best in Korea for rehabilitation and treatment.

If it was a special recovery room for ringworm, it meant that it was in a very serious condition.

“Is everyone there?”

“There is the vice-lord and the unsung guest.”

“Buddhist Lord and Muyeonggak?”

Baek Woojin turned his head blankly. He didn't have it now he understood what he was saying.

"What are you talking about! Why are you two there!”

“When the Thunder Sword was about to kill us, the Buju Lord appeared and stopped him.”

“But why are you in the special recovery room? He has a new achievement… .”

“Brain, brain sword was much stronger than the rating predicted by the World Association. The Bakugou was trying to protect us and was attacked by a brain sword... .”

"Damn it!"

Baek Woojin ran to the special recovery room with rough steps. Each second of checking his identity before entering the special recovery room felt like eons.

"Ah… .”

As soon as they entered the special recovery room, no other people were seen. Only Baek Cheon-woong and Mu-yeong-gak caught my eye.

With trembling steps, Baek Woojin approached the bed where the buccaneer was lying.

-Um, that state is... .

"wealth… Lord?”

Baek Woojin looked at Baek Cheon-woong with blood-red eyes. His breathing was thin and low, as if it would stop at any moment.

“How did this… .”

His forearms, thick as marble, were droopy, his face full of wrinkles, and shallow as a dried up well. It was as if he was looking at someone else, not Baek Cheon-woong.

“You have used the Jinwon pendulum.”

A middle-aged man in a white coat approached Baek Woojin. It was Il-seop Park, the master of the White Line Guild and a level 8 recovery ability.

“Is it Jinwonjingi?”

“It is the source of human strength and the energy that sustains life. He used that primal force, also called the life force.”

“Lord, my lord… .”

Baek Woojin took Baek Cheon-woong's wrinkled hand. Now that his vitality was low, he understood why he was aging so rapidly.

When fighting the brain sword, he used not only the aura of the heart, but also the Jinwonjingi, so he was in that state.

“I used Aurors to the point where my heart was damaged, and I used up even the Jinwonjin, so you won’t be able to fight again.”

“Can you wake up?”

“I could wake up because the first aid was quick, but I am not sure when I will wake up due to a terrible brain stroke.”

"ha… .”

Baek Woojin sighed and sat down. Still, he felt a little relief to hear that he could live.

"thank you."

“As I said, if we hadn’t acted quickly, it would have been too late for us to do anything.”

“Thank you anyway.”

Baek Woojin bowed his head to Park Il-seop. Although humbly said, Park Il-seop was a recovering person who could be called the best in Korea.

More than quick action, his recovery ability would have been of great help.

“What happened to that guy?”

Baek Woojin pointed to the martial artist lying on the bed next to Baek Cheon-woong. His body was wrapped in recovery bandages except for his right arm.

“Bu, Bu, when Lord Buu fell, he suddenly ran towards the Thunder Sword. He approached the Thunder Sword with a walking technique that was close to divine, but in the end he was struck by a red lightning bolt and fell.”

The answer came not from Il-Seop Park, but from Ju-Young Moon, who was behind him. He looked at the young man with eyes full of emotions.

“Did you say that you rushed to the brain sword when you saw what happened to the Lord?”

"Yes… .”

Moon Joo-young bowed her head. When Baek Cheon-woong, who was blocking the Thunder Sword, fell, the sky was filled with red Thunderbolts.

He and his sword blade were hit by the thunderbolt that spread around him before they could even touch the brainsword, and he fell down, and Muyeong Gaek dug in between them and stood in front of the brainsword.

“How is this guy?”

Baek Woojin turned his head to Park Il-seop while looking at the shaman with his entire face wrapped in bandages.

“Fortunately, it has an artifact that blocks the brain attribute, so it is not life-threatening. But he's been hurt so badly that it will take some time to recover."

“In life… .”

“No barriers.”

"thank you."

Baek Woojin bowed his head to Il-seop Park and sighed. I don't know how many times I breathe today alone.

“Where are the others?”

“I am in the general recovery room. Come this way.”

Baek Woojin looked at Baek Cheon-woong and Mu Young-gak for a moment, then headed to the general recovery room.When I followed Moon Ju-yeong into the 304 recovery room, I saw all the medical examiners lying dead.

Baek Woojin checked the physical condition of each prosecutor. The internal brain chia was almost gone, but the burnt red wounds from the cerebral gi were still there.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin used his pure aura to cheer up his swordsmen and came out.

Next, we moved to the room where Hong Ara and Park Hye Ri were. Neither of them had come to their senses yet.

“Ugh… .”

Baek Woojin saw the faces of Ara Hong and Hyeri Park. The scars from the red brain gi were also left on their faces and skin.

-이런 개새끼가… .

The wrath of darkness that had endured has reached its climax.

Others were precious, too, but she, Hong Ah, and Baek Woojin, were her first disciple whom she had raised together. She was furious at the child's whole body and the severe scars on her face.

“… .”

Baek Woojin felt the bitterness lingering on his tongue, and put Aura into the bodies of Ara Hong and Hyeri Park and left the room.

"young master… .”

Moon Ju-young was waiting with her head bowed like the person who committed her crime.

“You also rest. You're not in good shape."

“I'm really fine. I want to speak with my mouth.”

Moon Ju-young pointed to an empty room. Baek Woojin nodded her head knowingly and went inside.

The two sat on the bed and looked down at the floor.

“The rift protection mission has come down from the family. As I was about to complete the mission and return to the front of the tower, a brain sword suddenly appeared.”

Moon Ju-yeong continued her words, shaking her hand, making sure that the anger of that time had not yet subsided.

“Buddhist Lord fought over 100 battles with his brain sword alone. After that, he collapsed only when the nearby gangsters and powerful members of the Association came to support him.”

“Then you… .”

“I was injured while trying to protect the lord and prevent the Thunder Sword from escaping. The silent warrior tried to catch up with the Thunder Sword until the end and fell.”

Moon Ju-young bit her lip. The warrior who thought he was going to run away persevered until the end and approached the Thunder Sword. He felt gratitude for him and embarrassment at himself for not doing anything at the same time.

“Did the brain sword escape?”

"Yes. A magic circle appeared in the sky as it appeared and took him away.”

“What is the magic circle’s coordinates?”

“Lucas investigated, but it came out of the desert. It seems to be a fake coordinate.”

“Damn… .”

Baek Woojin's face heated up. His people suffered, and he was so upset that he couldn't do anything.

“And the brain sword spoke of a grudge against Caju.”

“A grudge against your father?”

"That's right."

“What… .”

The brain sword belongs to Xenon. Of course he thought he was aiming for himself, but suddenly he did not understand that he was a father.

“Boss Lord and Brain Sword seemed to know each other.”

"what?"

Brain sword is known in Korea because of its powerful force and notoriety, but he is a talented person who worked abroad. He did not understand that he and Baek Cheon-woong knew each other.

"actually… .”

Moon Ju-Young told Baek Cheon-Woong's conversation with the brain sword, and told him his name was Jo Kyung-Soo.

“Landscape… .”

“I have already asked Jin-ah Yu to investigate. We will contact you soon.”

"Good work."

“I really didn’t do anything.”

Moon Ju-young clenched his fist until it bled. I was very upset that I hadn't done anything about this.

"no. Thank you for sticking with me.”

Baek Woojin patted Moon Ju-young on the shoulder and stood up.

"Yes? Oh no. Jeon… .”

Moon Ju-young held back the tears coming out of Baek Woojin's kind words.

“Now rest. rest of it… .”

Baek Woojin looked out the darkening window and lit up his eyes.

“I will not deal with it.”

**

Quang!

The door to the office where Kang Chul-min, the head of the swordsmanship division of the Shingeom-baek family, was ripped open without mercy.

“What, what!”

"attack?"

The expressions on the secretary's faces were dazzled. The Haenggeombu is at the center of the Shingeombaekga. It made no sense to be attacked in broad daylight like this.

Whoo-wook-

The dust cleared and the face of the man who broke the door was revealed.

“Oh, the youngest master… .”

The person who broke the door was Baek Woojin. But his expression was so cruel. The secretaries knew the reason, so they couldn't even speak.

Baek Woojin passed his assistants without saying a word and walked up to Kang Chul-min's room.

Aww!

This time, not just the door, but the whole wall and went inside.

“Huh! Do, master!”

Park Chul-min, who was about to go outside at the sound of the door being smashed, stopped without being able to sit or stand.

'Hey, was it this much?'

I thought that Baek Woojin's force was clearly understood. However, his current power was different from the anticipation of the police department. Even at the top of the 7th grade, he couldn't even move a finger.

“This is the duty of the medical swordsman. Whose order was it?”

“Well, it depends on the order… .”

"turn?"

“It was an order I had to give because the other sword squads, myself, and the fighting group were all performing their missions.”

Park Chul-min trembled and looked through his drawer, showing his mission details.

“… .”

Baek Woojin accepted the documents and looked at the mission details. As he said, there was nothing particularly special about the history.

"Isn't it related to the appearance of the brain sword?"

“No, of course! It can't be!”

“Then why don’t you mobilize the entire White Podium to find the location of the brain sword?”

“That, that… .”

“The deputy head of the family fell, and the entire medical sword force suffered. It must have been something that would mobilize the entire White Podium.”

Baekyeondan is an information organization of the Shingeombaek family. In such a situation, the entire White Podium had to be mobilized, but only three groups were moving.

“Baekyeondan must have the Lord’s instructions… .”

“Don’t be mean.”

Baek Woojin approached Park Chul-min. Naturalization burned in his eyes.

“Ugh!”

Park Chul-min did not dare to look into those eyes. His body shuddered as if his soul was about to burn.

“In an emergency when there is no housekeeper, you can give instructions to Baek Yeon-dan. Shall I cut off your head right here and tell you your authority?”

“Ugh… .”

Baek Woojin's whole body was burning like lava. Park Chul-min fell to his knees without knowing it.

‘Hey, what is this!’

It felt like my soul would be broken by Baek Woojin's subversive momentum. It was a terrifying wave as if he was facing a hundred thousand flowers in front of him.

“Sah, actually, I contacted the Lord first.”

"what?"

“He said, ‘Move only three sets of white podiums to find the brain sword. As I said... Whoops!”

Baek Woojin's body exploded with a different momentum than before. Park Chul-min could not withstand the pressure of Baek Woojin's anger and lost consciousness.

fast-

Baek Woojin sharpened his teeth. All those who suffered this time were his own.

His father seemed determined not to care about his diminished power, the child he had given up anyway. It was clear that he only moved three sets of the hundred podiums and was only looking down on his condolences.

-It's not so filthy! Your father doesn't deserve California!

“You’re making it fall down to the last remaining essence.”

Baek Woojin entered Gajujeon with a step of anger. His father was not there, and Jaehwan Kim was guarding the entrance.

“Where is your father?”

“As I said last time, I don’t know.”

Jaehwan Kim shook his head just like the expression he showed at that time.

“I will ask you again. Where is your father?”

From Baek Woojin's whole body, a magnificent spirit as if carrying the sky on his back soared. An intense wave that dominated the space spread throughout Gajujeon.

“Ouch!”

Jaehwan Kim's face turned pale. Baek Woojin's power has already exceeded his expectations. The pressure was so great that he couldn't even breathe properly.

“Ugh… .”

“Great… .”

Baek Woojin's subversive wave crushed even the black swords hidden in the pillars and ceilings. The moment he left the hiding place, Baek Woojin felt like his throat was going to fly off.

“I, I really don’t know… .”

"good."

Baek Woojin stared at Jaehwan Kim and the hidden black sword and put out his momentum like blowing out a candle.

“Tell your father when he comes.”

"Yes?"

“I will solve this problem on my own.”Baek Woojin looked at Jaehwan Kim with sad blue eyes and continued.

“And tell them you’ll regret it.”

Baek Woojin left those words and left for Gajujeon without looking back.

"Ah… .”

“Huh… .”

The Black Swordsman couldn't take any action as they looked at Baek Woojin's ugly back. It was a force that was no different from that of a majestic dragon.

“It’s dirty, so I’ll do it myself.”

Without borrowing the power of Baek Woojin's family, he vowed to erase Xenon with his own power.

'and… .'

Like a child to the end, Goo vowed once more to crush his father.

Whoa!

When Baek Woojin was about to return to the Baekseon Guild, a phone call came from Yoo Jin-ah.

[Inspector.]

“Did you find it?”

[sorry. I haven't found it yet.]

Eugene's voice was shriveled with regret.

[But I found out who the gardener is.]

“The true identity of the brain sword?”

[Yes. Jo Kyung-soo was the rumored master of the wall power check.]

“The wall power check?”

[This is a family that perished because rumors spread that they made a contract with the demons. And the person who erased that family... .]

“It must be my father.”

[that's right.]

Baek Woojin nodded his head. Upon hearing Jin-ah Yoo's information, the rough situation began to be drawn.

It was clear that the brain sword had attacked the sword in order to avenge the destruction of his father's family.

'Damn... .'

He got even more angry. A father would surely know this. Still, it won't go away. He really is a damn person.

[We are looking for the location of the brain sword with all our power. Don't worry, we'll find you by sharing information with Arcane.]

Eugene's roaring voice was overflowing with her trust. There was only one thing Baek Woojin could say.

"thank you. I will be waiting for you.”

**

Two days have passed.

Fortunately, the medical team got up one by one, but Baek Cheon-Woong and Mu Young-Gak did not wake up yet.

Baek Woojin sat in a special recovery room waiting for Jin-ah Yoo and Gong-myung Seo to contact him and watched Baek Cheon-woong and Mu Young-gak.

“Hey, you’re still not drinking.”

The person with the ability to use recovery magic sighed as he looked at the hand of the shaman.

"What happened?"

Baek Woojin approached the recoverer who was in charge of the silent audience with a worried expression.

“Since you first came, you haven’t stretched out your right hand.”

“Your right hand?”

Baek Woojin looked at the hand of the young man. As she said, the guy clenched his fists.

-… Is it anger?

‘I will.’

The martial artist was not on his side after his teacher died. He was on the side of his swordsman, Baek Cheon-woong, the first martial artist he had ever encountered, so he didn't seem to release his fists with the anger they had suffered.

“I will take revenge, so don’t worry and rest.”

Baek Woojin muttered quietly and patted the hand of the young man. Then his hand stretched out gently, and what he was holding in his fist fell to the ground.

"ear… case?"

The key that fell to the ground was the eargun, a tracking item that the Warrior had previously shown.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin grabbed the earpiece as if possessed and pressed the button. A red line from the tip of the eargun broke through the wall and pointed to a distant place.

"no way!"

I remembered Ju-Young Moon's words that Mu-Young did not fall down until the end and tried to approach his brain sword.

Now I understand why he was so close to the brain sword and why only his right hand was intact.

-You thief, you bastard!

“No Younger… .”

Baek Woojin's eyes got wet. In order to entrust his revenge to himself, Muyoung Gaek was prepared for his death and shot a tracker of the ear gun at the body of his brain sword.

"Thank you."

Baek Woojin grabbed the right hand of the only non-bandaged martial artist.

“Now leave it to me.”

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