Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

Baek Cheon Hwa did not let go of her heart, even as she flew her dragon's fortune with a thousand dragon swords and a hundred demon swords.

‘You can’t be beaten twice.’

It's enough to fall victim to Baek Woojin's tricks once. I focused my mind to the end so that I could be prepared for whatever he did.

Aww!

Biryongwoon's destructive sword strike cut through the air and made a groaning sound like the cry of a dragon.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The moment when the Cheonryu Sword and the White Ghost Sword, which seem to have become drakes roaming the heavens and the earth, try to destroy all of Baek Woojin.

Don't fall for it!

The black thunderbolts were condensed into Baek Woojin's danjeon, and then an aura of intense energy made up of white and black was lit.

Whoa!

The black and white auras that bloomed in Baek Woojin's danjeon mixed like paint and emitted a dark gray color.

Aww!

Baek Woojin opened his closed eyes. His eyes were tinged with a mysterious light like a blazing gray from his whole body.

"Ah… .”

Hundred thousand angry and bit her lip.

'Oh, how did you come to this... .'

Auror may be right. It is such a huge force that it cannot even be detected. No matter how much royalties he brought, he couldn't even compare them.

‘What else is this feeling!’

Time began to flow slowly from the moment a gray flame burned in Baek Woojin's body.

Sensually, Biryongwoon had to go through Baek Woojin already, but he was still floating in the air.

In this slow time, there is only one person who can move properly, Baek Woojin.

Chewy!

Baek Woojin raised a white sword and a black sword. It ran towards the Dragon Cloud and lowered both swords at the same time.

“Aww!”

A hundred thousand painters opened her mouth wide. The black and white aurora crossed with ten (十) characters, and the sky and the earth were divided.

Awkward!

The Auror of the Dragon Cloud was torn like a piece of paper, and the Cheonryu Sword and White Ghost Sword that contained its energy crumbled like glass.

Aww!

A sword strike like a demon created by the gray aura broke the earth and split the sky.

jerk.

Baek Woojin walked. He approached the hundred thousand fires, leaving behind the god of the gods that he had spread out on his own.

“Wow!”

Baek Cheon-hwa stepped back with a pale face.

‘What the hell is that!’

My heart shriveled at the gray energy that Baek Woojin exudes. He couldn't breathe properly, as if something was caught in his airway.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Every time he walked, the earth was crushed, and a black and white haze bloomed in the air.

It was a foreign scene, as if a heavenly god or a demonic demon had descended on the world.

“Wow! It's not over yet!”

A hundred thousand painters roared and put his hands together. He twisted the magic of the suction band method to make a suction sword and aimed at Baek Woojin.

‘If you accept that energy… .'

The Spirit Sword is one of the feasts of the Absorption Daebeop, and has the ability to block the opponent's attack and absorb its energy.

If he uses his absorption ability to absorb Baek Woojin's gray energy, he might be able to defeat him.

“Whoa!”

Baek Cheon-hwa made his breathing sword long and soft like a lotus sword and slashed it at Baek Woojin.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin did not stop his steps even as he watched the sword falling towards his head. However, he didn't even raise his sword.

Chee hee!

The darkness floating behind him unleashed a fierce sword attack and slashed the spirit sword. The blade of the long sword that stretched out like a whip was erased like a mist in front of the sun.

Unlike the previous time to block Shinsal, the Spirit Sword was not regenerated. It had disappeared like a broken flower bud.

“Uh, how!”

A hundred thousand painters opened their mouths wide. Even before absorbing the energy, the magic energy of the Spirit Sword was cut off. It is impossible to say that magic is cut off even when the absorption technique is being used with full force.

“I see it all.”

Baek Woojin shook his head with a cold expression. As we ascended to the stage of Shinma, all the currents in the world caught our eye.

The flow and texture of the magic that could not be cut even by Shinsal was clearly visible. Breaking the flow was simpler than a piece of cake.

- It's really crazy growth... .Darkness laughed at Baek Woojin.

- I'm tired now.

He thought he was the one who trained the flow and texture, but it would be a long time before he reached that level. It was no exaggeration to say that he had the ability to penetrate the flow at the age of 21, the first of its kind.

“No, that doesn’t sound like a word!”

Baek Cheon-hwa screamed evil and created a new Spirit Sword. Not as long as before, but as a thick and large sword like an ancient sword.

“It’s no use.”

As Baek Woojin gestured, darkness appeared in front of Baekcheonhwa as if teleported.

Whoa!

He raised the black blade at an angle and slashed the gigantic spirit sword.

“Great! You can make this again... .”

“Are you going to run away?”

As Baek Cheon-hwa was about to back down, Baek Woojin's voice came from behind him. A creepy goose swelled up.

“Huh!”

As I was about to turn around in a hurry, I felt a tremendous shock in the back of my head.

Oops!

Baek Woojin, who moved backwards, slashed Baek Cheonhwa in the back of the head with the spacious sword of Seol Young's sword.

Aww!

Baek Cheon-hwa, unable to withstand her immense power, slammed her head into the ground that had become her rag.

“How many years have you endured for this taste?”

Baek Woojin shook the hand holding Seol Young's sword. It reminded me of the years of hard work that I endured to get the back of Baek Cheon-hwa's head off.

Perhaps because of the long period, it was cooler than any other humans, monsters, or demons.

“Shut up!”

Hundred thousand painters jumped up, taking off her head, which had been buried in her ground. Blood was dripping from the back of his head and forehead.

“Darling a garbage worse than a bug!”

He screamed and pulled out the enemy god and magic. The two energies twisted like a twist, creating a monster sword in the shape of a chisel.

"die!"

Baek Cheon-hwa stabbed a monster into Baek Woojin's heart.

Chewy!

The seven blades of the monster sword twisted like a saxophone, unfolding hundreds of changes and illusions. It is the great hwanhwi of the swordsmanship that is the best in the harmony of byun and hwan.

Chaa!

Baek Woojin did not back down while watching Dae Hwan Hwi. Rather, he walked forward and slashed Seolyeong's sword.

Whoa!

Daehwan Hwi, which looked like hundreds of wires twisted, was broken, and Baek Cheon-hwa's face was revealed, raising her eyes.

“Ah, not yet!”

A spherical form of red celestial spirits and magical spirits scattered with white flowers was compressed and exploded.

A terrifying storm of Aurors is about to sweep over his son-in-law.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin raised his Seol Young sword. A bright brilliance blazed on the white blade, and the explosion of magic was ripped apart.

Aww!

The white light that spread from Seolyeong Sword did not stop even after erasing the explosion of magic. It was shot like a bullet aiming at Baek Cheon-hwa's heart.

“This is it!”

Baek Cheon-hwa stepped on Taeyoung-bo to her left to avoid the white light that had spread out, but a black sword was already in place there.

Oops!

Baek Woojin struck Baek Cheon-hwa in the back of the head with darkness. A hundred thousand anger rolled over and fell into her pit in a shock worse than that struck with Seolyoung's sword.

- Ha ha ha ha! Aww, it's so cool that I get goosebumps!

The darkness that approached to the side burst into light. He also had a lot of things accumulated by Baek Cheon-hwa, so it was natural.

-Is this the aesthetics of waiting? She had a reason to wait until she was drunk.

'So do i.'

Baek Woojin nodded his head. It felt like the awful congestion that had always been blocking her stomach had gone down. It was so cool that it made me laugh out loud.

“Hmm… .”

Baek Woojin erased his laughter and saw the pit where a hundred thousand flowers had fallen.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The area around the pit shook and a bright red explosion occurred. Hundreds of thousands of flowers came to mind along with the red aura soaring above the hole.

“Aww!”

With a roar like a beast, Baekcheonhwa raised all of the enemy spirits and magical energy absorbed by the absorption technique.

Aww!

The red energy of the Red Heavenly Spirit and the gray energy of the Magi burned like a runaway and wrapped around his whole body.

"die! Please die!”

Baek Cheon-hwa gathered two energy in the blade of his hand and swung it. A huge storm of strong winds swept through the entire auditorium.

Aww!

Baek Woojin's eyes lit up as he watched the red-gray storm that flew without a space to escape like the dragon's wind in the desert.

“It’s perfect for practicing.”

It is an unavoidable and seemingly perfect attack, but the unmixed flow and inconsistent texture are visible.

Whoa!

He kicked the ground and lowered his sword towards the imbalanced balance of power.

blah blah!

The storm of the raging river ceases, and the enemy spirit and magic disappear.

Whoops!

Baek Cheon-hwa compressed the energy he raised by grinding his teeth. He shredded the red celestial Shinigami and the magic that wrapped around his body as thin as a sword.

“I’ll make it into powder!”

He stepped into the air and exploded the energy he had gathered. The aura of the Red Celestial Spirit, which absorbed the magical energy, melted the earth red.

“It’s no use.”

Baek Woojin lowered his hand holding Seolyoung's sword and summoned darkness with the magic of his sword.

Woo woo woo!

Riding the sword of darkness, the gray energy of the gods bloomed.

[The fifth sword of darkness is activated.]

Like an arrow hung on a bowstring, the darkness was tilted back and then shot. It is a dark drama expressed with a sword.

Chee hee!

The darkness that became a single black line crossed over and passed by the red blade created by Baekcheonhwa.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Baek Cheon, who arrived in front of Baek Woojin, stopped walking as if possessed by his ghost. If he took one more step he could stab Baek Woojin, but he stiffened as if possessed by a ghost.

Whoops!

The energy of the Red Heavenly Spirit that covered his body flew like frost. The dark pole cut off the flow of Aurors and Magi that Baekcheonhwa had built up.

“I have grasped all of your abilities.”

Baek Woojin caught the returned darkness. It's not meant to break your will. Now he could have done anything to stop him.

“Aww!”

Baek Woojin moved behind him as Baek Cheon-hwa was about to raise his energy again.

“Ugh!”

Baek Cheon-hwa, feeling the crisis, tried to run forward, but it was already too late.

Paaaah!

Baek Woojin slammed the half-broken Baek Cheon-hwa on the back of the head. With the sound of watermelon breaking, he slammed his head into the ground for the third time.

pooh!

Blood dripped from the wound on his chest, which had been sealed, and the blood-soaked white cloth of Gaju was covered with dust.

Baek Woojin stood in front of Baek Cheon-hwa with his head banged.

"You've tried to kill me more than five times, so even if I die, there's nothing I can do?"

Baek Cheon-hwa trembled at the cold voice like the Arctic wind.

“But I am not going to kill you. I know what pain is worse than death.”

“ね! Ha ha ha ha!”

A hundred thousand painters lifted his head and burst into madness. Blood spewed from his broken forehead and splattered to the floor.

- Why is this child like this?

“… … .”

Baek Woojin didn't move. Baek Cheon-hwa calmed his mind so that he could be prepared no matter how he moved.

“You will regret not killing me at once.”

With those words, Baek Cheon-hwa stabbed himself in his own name. His body resounded like the surface of a drum.

Woo woo woo!

Baek Cheon-hwa's whole body began to inflate red like an inflated balloon.

“The remaining Magi and Aurors in my body went wild. Now, no matter what you do, I can't stop!"

Baek Cheon-hwa laughed and laughed at Baek Woojin.

“Hundreds of land! Hundreds of Swordsmen! Hundreds of treasures are all mine! I can't give it to anyone! Rather than give it to someone like you, I'll erase them all!"

If the energy of the Red Heavenly Spirit and the Magician explodes, the entire hundred family will fly away, not this dance hall. No one on this earth can live.

whoops.

Baek Woojin raised his sword with a firm expression.

"It's already late. Even if you kill me, the explosion won't stop. No, it will come sooner. If you want to die, stab me.”

“It’s filthy all the way to the end.”“Ugly?”

Baek Woojin looked at Baekcheonhwa with his cool eyes. Baek Cheon-hwa laughed even at that.

"Does not matter! The final winner is me! You have nothing!”

At Baek Cheon-hwa's scream-like laughter, the prosecutors' expressions hardened like ice.

“I was such a human… .”

“A hundred thousand flowers… .”

“Damn you!”

“Take that one away!”

The man they had followed so far was worse than trash, so they were more than disappointed.

“If it’s Soga Lord, obviously… .”

“Cooperation… .”

"please!"

On the other hand, the eyes of people looking at Baek Woojin were shining brightly. I hoped that the man who had achieved many achievements and eventually even broke the hundred thousand flower would show a new miracle.

“It is useless to expect. it's all over all die together... .”

“You forgot what I said.”

"what?"

“I definitely said I got everything about you.”

With those words, Baek Woojin stabbed the heart of Baek Cheon-hwa with his sword.

Whoops!

There wasn't much blood coming out.

“Ouch!”

However, Baek Cheon-hwa grabbed her chest with a more painful expression than when she suffered any injuries.

“Aww!”

The body of Baekcheonhwa, which had swelled up, returned to its original state, and the energy of the expansive Magi and Red Heavenly Spirit was scattered into the air.

"Oh, no. No!”

He struggled through the air to catch the disappearing Aura and Magi. However, the energy once scattered did not come back.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

He screamed as he rubbed his forehead madly.

His ebony hair changed to white hair, his firm skin shrunk and age spots appeared. Baek Cheon-hwa's appearance, which looked like he was in his early 40s, quickly changed to an old man in his nineties.

“Ouch… .”

- The aftermath of magic. If I had only learned Jeonggong, it wouldn't have been like that.

Baek Woojin nodded his head. As Darkness said, if she had lost the energy of the Red Heavenly Spirit, she would have slowly aged like Baek Cheon-woong.

But Baek Cheon-hwa laid the worst power on top of it, called Magi. It is natural for the body and soul to be out of balance.

'Vice Lord.'

Baek Woojin made eye contact with Baek Cheon-woong, who was watching this place from afar. He greeted him and looked at the hundred thousand woes again.

"I wouldn't have done this far if you hadn't thought of blowing up the whole land at the end."

“Ouch… .”

“You are not justice, you are not the king of a hundred families, and live with reflection for the rest of your life that the path you walked was a wrong path. father."

“Cruckle!”

A hundred thousand angry rolled her eyes and fell down with a bubble. Baek Woojin put Seol Young's sword into the sheath and resolved the resonance with darkness.

The dark clouds that had been scattered here and there receded, and the bright sunlight entered the entire white house.

The flag of the new sword and white family, erected on the podium, is fluttering.

The pattern of the new white sword was dyed black, but it looked much more beautiful and human than before.

Baek Woojin stared endlessly at the blackened sword pattern and turned his back.

-Is it over now?

"no."

He smiled broadly as he saw the medical swordsman and Moon Ju-young running towards him.

“Now is the beginning.”

**

"Ah… .”

Clear tears flowed from Baek Cheon-woong's wrinkled presbyopia.

The false king, who had made the divine sword 100 family his own castle, fell to his knees, and tears flowed unwittingly as he saw the new king standing.

The black sword floating above Baek Woojin's head looked like a new crown, and the fluttering black coat looked like a king's cloak.

The sky filled with dark clouds opens and the brilliance of the sun pours in.

Its majestic yet beautiful appearance looked like a future in which the white family, covered with clouds, would rise anew.

“Woo Jin-ah. Congratulations. and… .”

Baek Cheon-woong smiled quietly as he saw the medical team running towards Baek Woojin.

"Thank you."

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