Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

Baek Woojin smiled as he saw the white light covering the world.

‘Still.’

The smell of garbage, as sacred as divine power, but also disgusting. It is the same energy as when fighting the Holy Sword.

woo woo woo.

The light that spread like a mist dyed everything white. It felt like the floor was floating and I felt like I was moving somewhere.

‘This feeling… .'

- It seems to have created a different dimension using the energy of white. What strange power is this... .

Darkness murmured in a startled voice. It was so surprising because it was not using an existing dimension, but creating a new dimension.

“Hmm… .”

Baek Woojin looked around. Not only the sky and the earth, but everything in sight flashes white.

The sand in the theater, the doors and walls, and the crazy martial artist and Moon Ju-yeong… .

“Moon Ju-young?”

- Muyoungjaek?

Baek Woojin and Dark Dark shouted in amazement. In a dimension made of white light, Mu-yeong-gak and Moon Ju-yeong entered.

'It's not fake... .'

For a moment I thought it was a fake made by the enemy, but it wasn't. The guys were just as they were in the gym a little while ago.

“Why are you here!”

“Mom, I don’t know”

“I don’t know either.”

Moon Ju-young shook her head, and Mu-yeong-gaek shook her hands wildly.

"no way… .”

Baek Woojin clenched his fists when he saw the costume of the Muyoung guest. I thought I knew why they were brought here.

‘That guy looks exactly the same as me right now!’

- That's it! I was trying to drag you out of the dimension, so I couldn't tell you exactly!

'okay. That’s all.’

Currently, Moo Young-gak has the exact same appearance as himself.

The enemy who crossed the dimension could not distinguish his own energy from the martial artist standing next to him, and it seemed that he brought all three people in the theater to the dimension.

“Is this where the prosecutor is leaving? You still have a unique taste.”

"surely… .”

Moon Ju-young nodded at Mu-yeong-gak's words. It's a different look from the usual fighting like a dogfight.

“What are you doing here? nothing? It's like a gap in a dimensional gate... .”

"uh?"

Baek Woojin swallowed dry saliva. A huge energy began to boil from the floor where the two of them were.

“Come behind me!”

He beckoned to Moo-Young-Gak and Moon Ju-Young. The two of them ran without question seeing their firm expression on their faces.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

A black hole like a black hole opened on the white floor, and a handsome blond man in a white coat appeared.

Although it was the attire worn by priests, the man's body exuded a rough force like a general on the battlefield.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh… .”

Moon Ju-young and Mu Young-gak clenched their teeth without knowing the man's subjugative energy.

‘The crowd… .'

Baek Woojin's eyes lit up. The man's eyes were closed, but he had the same face as the Murian that came out when he saw the memories of the old Dead Sea King.

- Ttt, not that blonde.

The darkness clicked his tongue as if it were a pity. It seems that he secretly wanted the blonde hair in his memory to come out.

woo woo woo

Morian's eyes were opened with an unidentified groan. There was a tremendous energy in his eyes as blue as the sea.

“Your side is the real Baek Woojin.”

Mori An looked at Baek Woojin and raised the corners of his lips.

“A worm-like bastard.”

That human is a tenacious insect that survived the hands of the King of the Dead Sea, the Blue Dragon, and the Demon of Shadows.

'but… .'

This luck is the last. Since he himself came, he was left only to be trampled to death.

"bug? Did you also roam around like a bug?”

“Don’t make fun of me with your dirty mouth on the topic of garbage!”

Murian's eyes flashed hazy, and the white light that wrapped around him blazed like the sun.

“Stop.”Murian slowly opened his mouth. A crackling, ringing voice, as if using her cheap loudspeaker, pressed down the space.

“What nonsense… Ouch!”

Baek Woojin, who lowered his posture as if he was about to rush in, stopped with a low moan.

"Ouch!"

"Eww… .”

Moon Ju-yeong and Mu-yeong-gak, who were behind them, also hardened like a stone statue and shed a cold sweat.

burr.

Baek Woojin's body is shaking. He gave him strength to move, but to no avail.

"no use."

Murian lowered her hand and approached Baek Woojin.

“It is a prophecy that transcends proverbs. I can't break it with the power of your garbage."

Proverbs are words and spirits that have received His power, and have more power than proverbs. Unless it is a special ability, it cannot be broken by absolute force.

“Poetry, Shin-eon?”

“Even if you tell me with your head, I can’t understand.”

Murian answered calmly and stood in front of Baek Woojin.

“Who is the god you believe in? I've never heard of a god who gives you this kind of power... .”

“It’s Kabaron-sama. You are different from the dumb gods of your world.”

Perhaps he liked Baek Woojin's praise rather than praise, so Murian revealed the name of the god.

“The last question must have been answered, so now die.”

Muyan raised his hand. A dazzling white light rose from his grasp.

“My, aren’t you even asking me a question?”

“The answer will come from your body, so don’t worry.”

“Hey, Inspector!”

“Lord!”

Mu Yeong-gaek and Moon Ju-yeong screamed, but they could not break through Shin-eon's restraint.

“To speak in that state is a tearful of loyalty.”

"profit!"

“Damn it!”

Moon Joo-young sharpened her teeth. Sorry, but what he said was right. He could speak, but his body did not move as if it had been plastered.

"Ah… .”

The monster of light strikes the capital with unfeeling eyes.

'please!'

He prayed to all the gods in the world to save Baek Woojin, but he kept his head down and did not move.

Woo woo woo!

His owner lifted his head as his falling blades looked like slow motion. The corners of his lips, seen behind him, were raised upwards.

“You seem to have the ability to read the memories of corpses.”

"what?"

“Cabaron doesn’t seem like a proper god either.”

Baek Woojin smiled and raised his sword. The blade of Seolyoung's sword, which soared like a flying bird, aimed at Murian's heart.

Whoa!

A light emanated from Murian's bewildered eyes, and the white light surrounding him became tangible.

“Turn it off, break it!”

The trajectory of Seolyoung Sword is changed because of the thick white light film and Murian's prophecy. He launched a bending sword attack and aimed at the man's left arm.

Puck!

The pure white ground was soaked in red blood, and Murian's left arm fell.

“Aww!”

The crowd grabbed his left shoulder as he fell, and frantically stepped back.

“Uh, how!”

Both of Morian's eyes lit up as if they were about to explode.

‘This is nonsense!’

Even a worm-weight dragon is a proverb that crushes it with force. It was unbelievable that a human being, who was in the absolute realm, could overcome this power.

“Oh, it sure was strong.”

Baek Woojin smiled and wiped the blood off Seol Young's sword.

“But it doesn’t work for me physically.”

- Because all of the real abilities are the same.

Darkness clicked his tongue. It’s a word and a spirit, it’s a proverb, it’s a joke, and it doesn’t work for Baek Woojin at all. Because he has the King's Spirit, which is the ability to defend against the strongest state.

The king's spirit is a characteristic that blocks not only mental attack and mental control, but also the energy of the opponent. It was like the opposite of a word or a proverb.

“Your body! Nonsense! Then why have you stopped?”

“You gave me the information. The name of your god and the way you read the memory of the corpse.”

Baek Woojin rolled up the corners of his mouth. Of course, he was able to move from the beginning, but he only pretended to be caught in the word to extract information.

"this! How dare you worm!”

Morian dyed her eyes red and memorized her words.

“Stop! Break it!”

"okay. It will be hard to believe once.”

Baek Woojin walked towards Murian with a cool smile.

“Break!”

Murian continued to pour in his words, but Baek Woojin only flinched for a moment and came to him with a calm face.

‘Huh!’

It is impossible to endure such a prophecy by force. It was absurd, but it seemed that the word constitution was not a lie.

“Is it my turn again when the exam is over?”

Baek Woojin kicked the ground and ran towards Murian.

“Wow!”

The crowd stretched out her left arm.

“Words are useless.”

“Shut up!”

A wave of light poured out of Murian's hand. It is an energy with strong physical power.

Aww!

Baek Woojin activated his new horse and raised his sword towards the white light pouring like a waterfall.

Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooing!

Two powerful forces collided and the dimensions vibrated as if they were about to explode.

- After all, he wasn't the only one who had words.

'of course.'

Baek Woojin nodded his head, breaking through the white light. There was no way this guy acting like an action leader could have only one word.

If he hadn't activated the Shinma, he would have just been squashed. He was strong enough to steam the Absolute with his own force.

‘However… .'

He is a swordsman who has risen to absolute poles. You can't stop it with this kind of energy.

Cheeky!

Seolyeong sword was wrapped around the etiquette. Like a salmon ascending a river upside down, it cut the white light with a sword dyed black.

Aww!

The soaring black light engulfed the white light of the group and darkened the sky and the earth.

“Wow!”

The crowd narrows his eyes and stands behind him. Bring his fingers together, then bend the back of his hand back. He looks like he's shooting something. Just as he had thought, a compressed white light burst out of Murian's palm.

Aww!

Baek Woojin frowned. His skin stinged from the white berserk that was shot like a bullet.

‘Gwangho Island.’

While rushing towards that terrifying energy, it struck Gwangho Island. The white light like a shell split open, and a black road opened.

Aww!

In the splitting wave, Murian's face was visible. Gwan Il-geuk poked into the eyes where the waves had risen.

The moment the blazing red sword was about to reach Murian's heart, a white film flashed from his body.

blah blah!

Seol Young-gum's sword is twisted. It was the same energy that protected Murian's chest before.

At the same time, the figure in the group changes like a mist and is pushed all the way behind him. As he tried to catch up, his mouth opened.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

As if the video was rotated at 3x speed, his mouth moved at high speed, and the unbelievable pressure approached.

'This… .'

Baek Woojin hardened his face. His body began to be subjected to a different level of strong inhibition than before.

- It is overlapping.

'what?'

- I quickly memorized the words and stacked their powers!

The power stronger than the dragon has been stacked more than 10 times, so no matter how powerful the king is, it cannot be ignored at all.

Wow!

Round mirrors appeared behind Murian. The mirror twinkles and emits a white light beam. With nowhere to escape, his eyes filled with white.

Chee hee!

Baek Woojin drew an arc like a full moon with a seolyoung sword. From the long scars, wild winds and violent thunderbolts erupted. The brain attribute is the expression of a young windswept sword scar.

Aww!

Dozens of cannons and windbreak swords collided, and a vast explosion resounded throughout the dimension.

“Whew… .”Murian let out a small breath and looked at the place where Baek Woojin was standing. Intense sparks exploded, filled with black and white mist.

‘The end of the worm is to crush and die.’

Shineun was stacked 20 times, and 10 shots were fed. Even if Baek Woojin has any abilities, it is an attack that can only be trampled to death.

Whoo woo woo!

A strong wind blew from the inside, wiping away the fog and sparks.

"Ah… .”

The crowd opened his mouth wide. I see Baek Woojin. It stood as it was at first, without a single dust, let alone scars.

“Uh, how… .”

“You said Physically, words and commands don’t work.”

Baek Woojin laughed. The power of the words and spirits that Murian overlapped were strong, but the combination of the king's spirit and mental and physical abilities beyond 90 was nothing less than fraud.

After breaking the spirit, all the white light was erased with the wind-blown sword marks and the frightening sword-type.

“Does that make sense!”

“Don’t do anything useless, and attack with your strength.”

“Ugh, what a human being!”

The crowd licked his lips and backed away. Something touched my back. He turned around and found himself leaning against the wall.

‘Here… .'

If the high-speed stacking prophecy and the White Cannon didn't work, now was the time to step back.

‘Just because you can’t kill yourself doesn’t mean there’s no way to kill it.’

Because it's locked in a dimension.

Only those with special powers can transcend the dimension. No matter how strong that person is, he cannot escape from this place.

Whoa!

Murian memorized the prophecy. Not an attack, but a proclamation of defense. He built a majestic, thick wall in front of his own eyes.

'now!'

As he put his hands together, he recited his second prophecy. It is a new message that opens the wall of the dimension on which one has his back.

Aww!

The sound of Baek Woojin breaking through the walls of Shin-eon is heard. I memorized the new words more quickly and opened the wall where I was leaning on my back.

Kugugugung!

Baek Woojin broke down the wall and rushed towards him. However… .

"It's already late."

With a fishy smile, Murian leaned back and threw himself into the open dimensional passage.

“You rot there for the rest of your life!”

The dimensional wall was closed again before Baek Woojin reached it.

wow.

It looked like Baek Woojin struck his sword from inside the dimension, but to no avail. That dimension is where his power is directly at work. no one can break it

‘I’m going to have to blow it away.’

Even with the help of other beings, I thought it would be more comfortable to send them to the bottom of the dimension so that they could not escape.

ridge!

When I raised my hand to move the white dimension, I heard the sound of drums.

Wow!

Along with the sound of drumsticks ripping through the drums, there was a huge reverberation at the level that imprisoned Baek Woojin.

“Stand, please… .”

Murian widened his eyes. Anxiety ran down my spine. It doesn't make sense, but it felt like that human would break through the dimension.

'ASAP.'

He recites a new prophecy at high speed again, raising the power of the downloaded dimension.

Woo woo woo!

The moment I tried to throw him into the bottom of the dimensional rift. A black light flashed from the dimensional wall.

Puck!

Facing the light, the crowd fell to his knees. He didn't even feel it, but his chest was split long and his blood was pouring out of his bloody sheep.

“Hey, what is this… .”

Unsurprisingly, the sudden severing of his chest shattered and torn the dimension he had created.

oh oh oh

Baek Woojin, blazing with gray flames, appeared from a split dimension.

“How the hell did you open that dimension? .”

No words came out. Separating that dimension is different from nullifying the prophecies.

It's not just a dimension, it's unimaginable to cut through the dimension that received his power.

Aww!

Baek Woojin stood in front of Murian with a cool smile.

“It’s also the body.”

- You have a very dirty body... .

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