Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

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Baek Woojin smiled as he felt the energy of the psychic power rising from his hands.

'Now that's it.'

The Honwon Cliff Shingi operated by Paeng Jihu was much more complex and powerful than expected.

It was not easy to accept the energy while simultaneously operating the eye to see the flow and the bukmyeongsingong.

The light came on when I was about to give up because I couldn't absorb the energy even though I kept bumping into the spirit of the spirit.

[The level of Bukmyeong Shin-gong rises.]

As soon as Bukmyeongsin-gong reached the third stage, the flow of hon-won-byeok-ryeok-gi was vividly young in his eyes, and he was able to accept the subversive energy as Buk-myeong-sin-gong.

Woo woo woo!

Baek Woojin sent the overflowing psychic power shingi to Seolyoung sword. The pure white swordsman began to be dyed with the brown color of the hon-won-byeokshingi.

"iced coffee… .”

You can see the expression on Peng Ji-hu's face. A look of astonishment rather than awe. It was a face that seemed to contain despair itself.

- Of course... .

Darkness blew in the wind.

-Who would believe this!

The ability to absorb the opponent's energy during battle has often been seen.

However.

I have never really heard or seen of stealing an opponent's energy during battle and using it as it is.

It was a frightening sight that had never been seen even after seeing thousands or tens of thousands of battles for hundreds of years.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin picked up the Seolyeong sword with the spirit of psychic power and aimed it at Paeng Ji-hoo.

"you you! What did you do!"

Feng Ji-hu let out a shrill scream. She couldn't believe the best energy she had as it flowed from the enemy's hands.

“Simple.”

A soft arc was drawn on Baek Woojin's lips.

“I use it by absorbing your energy.”

“Hey, mage! I hope you do the absorption technique!”

“You seem to know how to smoke. Then you would know that it is not.”

“Ugh… .”

Feng Jihoo bit her lip. what the guy said is right Absorption is a magic trick that transforms energy into magic. It doesn't make sense to use the Honwon Cliff Shingi as it is.

Whoops... .

Jihu Paeng sharpened his teeth.

'It's fake. It must be fake!’

It is impossible to deprive one's own energy during battle, even the spirit of psychic power.

‘If you fight in person, the reality will be revealed.’

Fantasy or magic was evident. That would be impossible even if the gods descended.

“Fake bastard! I'll cut it off as it is!"

Jihu Paeng slammed the ground, clutching the sword of naturalization. She smashed her sword full of anger at Baek Woojin for insulting herself.

Aww!

The Kwangwoon Cham of the Honwon Byeokryeokdo, which seemed to split the heavens and the earth, split the sky with the will of death.

surreung.

Baek Woojin felt Paeng Ji-hu's powerful attack with his skin and put Seolyeong's sword into its sheath. The moment Dao Daeng came within reach of his breath, he drew his sword.

Aww!

The brown black wangtan operated as a honwon cleavage weapon revealed its teeth for the first time.

Quickly!

Kwangwoon Cham, which is operated as a Honwon Cliff Shingi, and Heukwangtan collided, and the brown Ganggi tore apart the space.

Aww!

Buildings collapsed in the explosion of the mighty Auror, and even the soldiers who escaped from afar inflicted heart-wrenching internal wounds.

“Shut up!”

“You still don’t know? Is this real?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

Panjihu's eyes were dyed red. It was real. I still couldn't believe it, but he was using a real Hon-Won Power Shingi.

“This is pretty good. It’s an energy that has reached the extreme of defeat.”

Baek Woojin smiled. Honwon Confidence Shingi was the energy of extreme defeat and extreme strength in the play. He was a perfect fit for himself, who from the beginning he used power-oriented swordsmanship.

“Aww!”

Feng Ji-hoo let out a roar that echoed in her ears, pushing herself back.

“I don’t know what kind of magic you used, but Honwon Cliff Shingong is the best energy for the Tao! I mean, you don't have the power to handle it!"

It screams and runs away.

“I’m sorry, but Seolyoung’s sword is a sword with a slicing taste!”

Baek Woojin swung Seol Young's sword and ran forward.

As Paeng Jihu said, a weapon specialized for stabbing and turning slashes.

However, Seol Young Sword's blade is thick. It was a blade specialized not only for stabbing, but also for cutting.

Aww!

Baek Woojin slashed the mouryeongcham towards Gwahwado, which was raised diagonally.

Kuwaaaa!

A heavy energy, like the mist of an alpine mountain, weighed down on the island of Gwakhwa.

“Ouch! this guy!"

Panjihu's eyes turned red as if they were about to pop out.

“I said. The taste of the cut is heavy.”

“It’s still a long way off!”Above Paeng Ji-hu's shoulder, the hon-won-byeok-gong-gong soared like a pillar in the sky. It is such a tremendous power that you will get tired of just looking at it.

“I’ll pop it like a bug!”

Wrapped in that overwhelming energy, it slams the naturalization sword. It was a climax of reaching the pole of the Taesan tack.

“Ugh!”

Baek Woojin held his breath for a moment and drew Seolyoung's sword diagonally.

Aww!

A terrifying energy, as if it contained the sky, is pressing down on your body. It felt like my body was going to collapse at any moment.

'but… .'

Baek Woojin put a smile on his grimacing face and operated the bukmyeongsingong with polarity.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

He was able to absorb the energy while blocking the way of Paeng Jihu because he understood both the flow and texture of the energy of the Honwon Byeokryeokshingi.

‘As expected, this energy is strong.’

If Rasadum's Auror was specialized in all tricks as an all-rounder, the Honwon Byeok Power Shingi was a power specialized in strength, medium, and hand.

“Don’t give me back your power.”

Baek Woojin smiled and twisted his sword.

Aww!

The spirit of the soul, which was absorbed by Jihu Paeng, burns like flames over the sword of Seol Young-gum.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The swordsman of Gwahwado is trembling and is gradually pushed away.

Paeng Ji-hoo's eyes shook with astonishment, and Baek Woojin was thrilled by the mighty energy he had unleashed.

Aww!

With a huge brown explosion, Feng Jihu's body flopped and bounced back.

“Cuckoo!”

Peng Jihu vomited black blood as if he had suffered an internal wound.

“It’s the original defeat.”

Baek Woojin smiled with joy as he felt the energy of the psychic powers that were piled up.

"Nonsense!"

Feng Ji-hoo comes rushing to break her land. A storm-like river raged in the slamming assault. It was a realistic attack that seemed to have been made on the battlefield.

“It’s no use.”

Baek Woojin stabbed Seol Young's sword towards the gap in the assault. Perhaps it was because he had acquired the hon-won-byeok-ryeok-shingi, he also became familiar with the hon-won-byeok-ryeok projection method.

Oops!

After deflecting her naturalization sword, he shoved her shoulder into Feng Ji-hoo's chin.

“Wow!”

The strong Cheolsan Goe Pang Jihu, with the overlapping aura of Honwon Cliff Shingi and Rasa Doom, was pushed back by vomiting her second blood.

profit!

Jihoo Peng slammed her naturalized sword into the ground to stop it bouncing off.

Whoops.

Wiping the blood dripping from her lips, she stares at her red eyes.

“… don't admit it That your powers are real. but!"

Feng Jihu grabbed her naturalization sword with both hands. Behind him was a huge brown flame like the sun.

Aww!

The flames of the hon-won-byeok-ryeok-shingi are distorted and refined. The thin and long spread as if touched by a craftsman is a sharp yet thick sword.

The polarized Honwon Byeokryeokshingi was made in the same shape as the Gwahwado with Paengjihu.

oh oh oh!

The great Tao was intertwined with Gwakhwado and soared up to the sky.

“I’ll cut it as it is!”

Feng Jihu lifted that great energy. She tried to counter the bastard's sword, but she couldn't stand it. I thought I would be relieved if I had to kill him like this.

woohoo!

Peng Ji-hu kicks the ground and strikes the sword. The world is dyed with psychic power. The blue sky melts into brown, and the black earth is mercilessly split.

Aww!

In the final season of the Honwon Byeokryeokdo, the Honwon Heaven rose like a tidal wave and engulfed the heavens and the earth.

Chewy!

In front of that mighty energy that encompasses the whole world, Baek Woojin erected his Seolyoung sword.

He used Rasadum's aura and covered it with psychic power. He drew the sword with the two energy out of harmony.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Shinsal with fifteen kinds of secrets wraps around the dark brown Auror and divides the world.

Wow!

The world colored by the psychic power was torn apart and the original blue light bloomed.

furry!

Gwahwado's sword broke, and Paeng Jihu's left arm fell off. Bright red blood gushed from his shoulder like a fountain.

"Ah… .”

Paeng Ji-hoo didn't even care about the blood gushing from his shoulder, but only looked at the half-mutilated naturalized island.

“Hey, how did this happen… .”

“What do you ask? Gin.”

Baek Woojin, who suddenly moved behind him, smashed Paeng Ji-hoo in the back of the head.

Whoa!

With the sound of watermelon breaking, Feng Jihu's head was plunged into a black hole.

“Shut up!”

Feng Zhihu let out a painful moan, and more blood spewed from his shoulder.

Whoa!

Baek Woojin stopped the blood flowing from Paeng Ji-hu's shoulder with his hon-won cleavage device.

“Ugh… .”

Paeng Ji-hoo looked up at Baek Woojin with startled eyes. I didn't know what it meant to say that Ji cut off his arm and Ji stopped bleeding.

“Why stop bleeding… .”

“Because you can’t die before you hit it.”

"what?"

“Be more right.”

Baek Woojin grinned and slapped him in the back of the head again. With a louder sound than before, Peng Ji-hu's head slammed into the floor.

‘You can’t die.’

The condition for completing the quest is a proper apology. Until he apologizes, he cannot be killed.

“Ouch… .”

“Put it back.”

Baek Woojin slapped Peng in the back of the head every time Jihoo raised his head.

“Wow!”

“Help the lord… Whoops!”

“Ugh… .”

The soldiers of the Cheonmu Maeng scattered around tried to help Paeng Ji-hu, but were stopped by the bloody energy from Baek Woojin's whole body.

‘Go, go and die.’

‘I can’t stop even a single sword… .'

everyone noticed If you approach them, they will die.

“Damn it!”

“Ugh… .”

The warriors of Cheonmu Maeng had no choice but to watch their master be beaten unilaterally.

hooded.

Baek Woojin slammed Paeng Jihu's head into the ground 10 times before raising his body.

“Turn it off!”

“Is this enough? Say it. The fact that I killed Wiegumdan 10 years ago... .”

"I do not know… .”

Feng Jihoo shook his head helplessly.

“Chief, you better kill me. If that happens, you will become a murderer who invades other people's guilds and kills people without any evidence, and you become a fool. heh heh... .”

He laughed at Baek Woojin, bleeding from his nose and mouth.

“I don’t apologize. my mouth never opens If I die and your reputation and reputation go down, you can die. I will no longer be able to use a title like Coop.”

“Hmm… .”

Baek Woojin stood up over Paeng Ji-hoo.

‘There is the spirit of the owner of a very large guild.’

I thought what would happen if I beg for my life like everyone else, but it was a no-brainer. He really thought it was okay to die.

“Moon Ju-young.”

"Yes!"

At Baek Woojin's call, Moon Ju-young, who defeated Baek Chang Dae-ju and Guido Dan-ju, came running.

He took some papers from his arms and handed them to Baek Woojin.

“The deal between the 100 families of the new swords and the swordsmanship paid a branch of a hundred families in Hebei Province at the price of the lives of the 30 dead swordsmen, and provided them with three top-quality elixir… .”

Baek Woojin turned the paperwork he had received and started reading it.

“The people in charge of the transaction were Weigureung of Hobeop of Cheon Mu-maeng and Wonjin Kang of the Black Sword of the Baek family. Through the records of the dimensional gates and the CCTV records of the Shingeombaek family, the fact that Weigureung came... .”

“What, what! What is it!”

“Proof of what you said.”

Baek Woojin threw the papers he had in it at Paeng Ji-hoo and looked at Wigu-reung, who was watching this place.

"Ah… .”

Feng Ji-hoo looked at the papers and cracked his teeth. It was real. All the photos of Weigureung and the use of the portal were all written on it.

“I have a call log.”

“Hey, why are you giving this to me now! You said there was no evidence!”

“I never said anything like that.”

"Ah… .”

Feng Jihoo opened his mouth with a bewildered look. right. He never once said there was no evidence.

“Did you deceive me in the first place? You filthy bastard!”

“The third time you took my life.”

Baek Woojin shed his cool eyes and made eye contact with Paeng Ji-hoo.

“In the original case, it would have been right to have cut off your head and pushed the entire Cheon Mu-maeng away.”

"Ah… .”

In that dreadful cold, Jihu Feng shut her mouth and swallowed only her dry saliva.

“This is the last chance I give you. As soon as I get back, call the broadcasting company, reveal the whole truth, and make a formal apology to the bereaved family of Wigumdae. If you refuse... .”

Baek Woojin pounded Seolyoung's sword, still overflowing with huge energy, into the ground.

Aww!

The floor of Maengjujeon and the major buildings built around it cracked like a dry rice field, and a huge river exploded.

“Ugh… .”

Seeing the collapsed buildings, Jihu Paeng shook his head.

“I will come back to wipe out you and the entire Cheonmu Maeng.”

Baek Woojin kept his cold eyes and put Seolyoung's sword in its sheath.

"let's go."

"Yes!"

He did not go to the exit with Ju-Young Moon and looked back at Ji-Hoo Paeng.

“Are you in good spirits? I will write better in the future.”

**

Baek Woojin and Moon Ju-young, who boldly went out to the front gate of Cheon Mu-maeng, stopped walking on a rare mountain.“Did you fight pretty well?”

"Yes?"

“I entrusted it, but I didn’t expect to beat those two so quickly.”

Moon Ju-young defeated Baek Chang Dae-ju and Guido Dan-ju's joint work within a short time. She did much better than expected.

- Because this guy is a thing now.

Darkness nodded the blade heavily. The first clumsy appearance was nowhere to be seen. Mind and helplessness are being perfected.

“Oh, no.”

Moon Ju-young scratched her head as if embarrassed.

“It’s not. If you beat them both, you've reached the end of rank 7. It may be over soon.”

“It's still a long way off. The Lord was really great. Didn't you knock down Maengju Cheonmu with a single sword?"

A black shadow descended behind their backs as they gilded each other's faces.

“Aren’t you offended if you talk like that to each other?”

The black shadow took off the mask. A fat and confused face appeared.

“Did you succeed?”

Baek Woojin already knew, so he looked back at the unsung audience without being surprised at all.

“Heh heh!”

Muyounggaek smiled slyly and opened his pocket pockets. Dozens of glass bottles poured out with a crackling sound.

“I robbed everything!”

The silent customer laid out the elixir in the glass bottle with his arms wide open like a salesperson.

- Hey, what is this?

“Hey, what is this?”

Darkness and Moon Ju-young trembled as if what was going on.

“The inspector gave orders. Steal the Elixir of Cheon Mu-maeng while fighting with Paeng Ji-hu.”

“Aww!”

Moon Ju-young opened her mouth wide. When she brought the unsung guest and asked why she hid it, it was because of this.

'Crazy… .'

I never imagined that during the fight with Cheon Mu Maengju, I would have Mu Young Gaek steal the elixir.

“If you say Cheonmu Maeng, it’s an elixir. He thought he had a lot to hide.”

“Actually, I couldn’t find many, but as Maengjujeon collapsed, I was able to find Vigo.”

“It was on purpose.”

"also! I thought so!”

Baek Woojin and Mu Yeonggeek clapped their hands and smiled broadly.

-uh? That, then, you spread the psychic powers and destroy other buildings... .

‘I did it on purpose.’

Buildings were deliberately torn down to help the robbers steal.

- Wow, I really can't keep up... .

Baek Woojin has no hesitation in using a method that is strong enough to surpass the sky, yet is humble. So maybe that's why I keep getting stronger.

“Oh, this is a new year’s ginseng. Required summons? There were more.”

Baek Woojin made a smile that was deeper than when he defeated Paeng Ji-hoo while checking the potions.

“It is still there. The real thing remains!”

Muyoung-gak held out the three bottles he was hiding in his arms. Transparent milky liquid. It was public oil.

“Public oil! That’s three bottles!”

"OMG… .”

Baek Woojin opened his mouth wide. Not one bottle of public oil, but three. It wasn't a jackpot level, but an invitation burst.

“Can’t we just eat one bottle at a time?”

"OK."

nodded his head. He handed back the public oil that he had received to the silent guest.

"thank you!"

Moo Young-gak smiled broadly and received a public oil bottle. The boy waved the bottle with an ecstatic expression.

“You take it too.”

Baek Woojin handed the second bottle to Moon Ju-young.

“Isn’t this stolen? .”

Moon Ju-young bowed his head as if he could not receive it.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t take it.”

- As expected, Ju-Young Moon! I believed it!

He nodded, muttering that darkness was the last conscience of the white family.

“Moon Ho-wi. lets think. There are three times that Maengjoo Cheon tried to kill me. There were times when you almost died too. In exchange for saving his life, this is a hefty price.”

"right. He said that he was aiming for your life as well as the prosecutor Cheon Mu-maeng. If it is public blue oil, it is good for apples.”

“Ugh… .”

At the temptation of Baek Woojin and Moo Young-gak, Moon Ju-young's determined expression began to fade.

“You are in the late 7th grade right now. If you eat this, will you be able to cross the level 8 wall?”

"Ah… .”

In front of Ju-Young Moon, he waved a bottle of Gongcheong Oil. His eyes fluttered like pendulums following the oil in the bottle.

-Come on, wait a minute, Jooyoung! Why is your expression like that! calm down! Keep calm!

"receive."

Moon Ju-Young's spirit shook his head and refused, but his hand was getting ready to meet the public oil.

Can't get it!

It was too big an elixir to refuse... .

beep.

Moon Ju-young, who received public oil, clenched the bottle too tightly, and it sounded like it was being pushed.

Baek Woojin and the martial artist stared at each other and chuckled in the joy that corrupted one conscience.

- Demons... .

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