Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

"hell?"

Murian sharpened his teeth and contorted his eyes.

“You mean hell with just this much wound?”

He wiped the scars from his chest with his white-gloss hands, and the bleeding stopped and the wounds healed.

“Like I said, your sword cannot reach me. It's enough to heal these kinds of wounds!"

“Then we can tear it apart beyond recovery.”

Baek Woojin rolled Seolyeong's sword back and rolled his feet. His field of vision narrowed, and in an instant, Murian's lightsaber caught his eye.

“I thought you would come!”

The crowd slashes a lightsaber wrapped in a darker white light, and comes wielding his left fist. A tour that combines straight lines and curves. It was a perfect attack by blocking a place to avoid and a place to defend.

-Are you going to avoid it?

'no. It goes like this.’

Swords and fists in the horde swung from both sides, but he did not back down. It melted Syrian's aura into the sword and slammed it down.

Chewy!

Murian's doubled lightsaber's light is split by the Syrian Aura. Seeing the man's bewildered expression, he drew his sword to the end.

Puck!

Murian's fist, which was trying to stop Seol Young's sword, ripped, and blood gushed out.

“Wow!”

Recovering his split lightsaber and bloody fists, he retreated behind him.

“Uh, why! My energy is stronger! Why are you pushing!”

“Because you don’t know that, you’re not a warrior.”

Baek Woojin smiled coldly and swung his Seolyoung sword.

- Martial arts, body, and energy are so powerful that they have reached absolute extremes, but they are not his.

'right. As he said, that's the power he brought. It only spews young radishes on its body. I have no idea what to do in a fight against a warrior.’

Murian appeared with a force strong enough to trample an uninhabited island.

However, he only knew how to exhale, as if he had acquired power rapidly, and did not know what to do in a battle with a similar level.

He simply swung his fists and swords in accordance with the movements embedded in his body.

In other words, it was more surprising to say that that level of power resided in the body of Murian.

“Shut up!”

The crowd roared and clenched his fists. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a white pillar, and a huge light covered his body.

The wound in his fist, where his bones were visible, healed and his energy was amplified.

“It’s no use doing anything. This body is the best body that will return endlessly with no wounds or consumed energy!”

Murian runs away with a bizarre laugh. Extremely compressed energy spread through its limbs.

“You said It's okay if you cut it off before then!"

As if Baek Woojin had been waiting, he ran away.

“Aww!”

The lightsaber that Murian had rotated was extended. The white light with the warrior mirror rotated, demonstrating extreme power.

Cheeky!

The white light pierced the rotating center with a single pole. The Syrian Auror dug into it, but the lightsaber's light rose endlessly and began to fill its scars.

It was a power that only Murian could use, using an unbelievable energy.

“This is my ability! The power to tear you apart, whether you're a warrior or a horse!"

Murian sharpened his teeth and pushed his lightsaber.

“So you say no.”

"Ugh!"

Baek Woojin's black eyes pierced through the morian's. As he trembled at its terrifying horror, he turned the direction of the Syrian Auror's rotation to the opposite of that of the Murian's white light.

Chewy!

As the river and white light harmonized, the rotation of both sides stopped altogether. The embarrassment in Murian's eyes made a sword play against the flow and texture he had created when he was young.

Paaaah!

The grain of the lightsaber split, revealing Murian's hand. As he was about to cut off his arm, he extended his fist. The atmosphere was shaken by the explosion of mighty power.

“It’s a defense we’ve already seen.”

His elbow slashed the punch that the group had given him, and slashed him in the chest with his shoulder.

“Heh heh heh!”

Morian moaned and stepped back behind him. Baek Woojin dug in front of him and cut off Murian's right arm with the shoulder.Flick!

His right arm fell to the ground and spurted his blood like a fountain.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Although he had the ability to regenerate, he felt pain, and Murian let out a shriek that cracked his throat.

“Now one.”

"dare! How dare you be human!”

“That’s what I heard. Your language level is low for flirting.”

"Shut up!"

Murian kicked the ground wildly and floated into the air. A light gushes out near the danjeon, the severed right arm is regenerated, and other minor wounds have been healed.

The gnome did not capture the aura that had healed his wounds, but sent it out with his lightsaber and left hand to compress his aura.

Woo woo woo!

The crowd spread their swordsmanship and swordsmanship like a storm, creating a terrifying wave of power. Like a torrential rain, there was no place to escape.

‘Then we can erase it.’

Baek Woojin lifted Seol Young-gum over his head. While maintaining his upper position, he retrieved Sirian's aura.

Aww!

A brown flame burns over Rasadum's aura. It is the energy of the spirit of psychic power obtained from the lord of the heavens.

“I’ll bring you down.”

With the aura of Muryeongcham, he struck down the Seolyeongsword, which was raised upwards.

Koo!

There was a roar that seemed to pierce the sky and the earth with a huge thunderbolt, and all the light that Murian had created began to fade.

“What!”

At the roar of the true Muryeongcham, the white light of Murian shattered like a candle just before it went out, and the white blades shattered without mercy.

"Oh, no!"

The crowd struggled to raise more energy, but he could not stop the fall that had already begun.

Whoa!

When Baek Woojin pointed at the earth with his muryeongcham, Murian stumbled to the ground like a torn kite.

“The sky doesn’t suit you.”

"iced coffee… .”

A look of surprise appeared on Murian's face. No matter what I do, I can't overcome the power of Muryeongcham, so it's natural.

‘Because we’re holding the flow of results.’

What I've seen from the first battle until now is Murian's style, texture, and flow.

He had great strength and energy, excellent eyesight, and absolute martial arts, but in terms of the flow of results, he was no different than a beginner.

“Get off.”

As soon as Baek Woojin's words were finished, Murian fell to the ground, and the aura of Muryeong Cham fell upon him.

Aww!

The spirit of the Muryeong Cham exploded on the ground, ripped off the right arm in the group, and ruptured his abdomen.

“Shut up… .”

In extreme pain, Murian rolled his eyes and struggled. In the midst of this, the white energy faithfully regenerated the body.

“Now there are two. Get up.”

Baek Woojin puts Seol Young sword back.

“Two, two? What the hell are you thinking!”

“Moon Ju-young’s arms, abdomen, and legs. And since I have to do the belly of the martial artist, there are still two more left.”

“Maybe that… .”

“I’m the kind of person who pays back more than I’ve suffered.”

“ね! Ha ha ha ha!”

With his right arm that had sprouted in the crowd, he raised his body and burst into a madness.

“You bastard!”

The gnome flashed mad eyes and erased both his lightsaber and a young white light from his fist, and formed white spheres with his hands.

“I will make you regret not killing me!”

The sphere flashes, and innumerable white rays soar. The light that covered the sky and the earth fell like a meteor shower, harmonizing with its blade.

front and back left and right. A ravenous attack that devours all defenses is attacking the whole body.

“You said Your power has already been grasped.”

Baek Woojin lowered his sword and darkness in front of a powerful attack that would take his breath away with just one hit.

Aww!

The space through which the sword had passed was cracked, and a strong wind soared.

A group of Honwon Byeok-ryeok-shingi, a young windswept sword, blocked all the white brilliance that was close to a thousand, and wrapped around the blades of black cash that spread like silk from the blade of darkness.

“Huh!”

A blue flashed in Murian's eyes. He looked at the shaking and grabbed the darkness with his left hand. He pulled back his hand holding the darkness and threw out a dark play.

Feeling the wind piercing through space, he ran and pierced the inside of the group with the blade of darkness.

"nice… .”

Before he could scream, he cut off his right arm with Seolyeong's sword, surrounded the darkness he had drawn from his abdomen and ripped off the right leg of the group.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Murian let out a scream he had been holding back. Fear began to creep in his gold.

“Damn, how the hell do you defend like that… .”

“Resolve your doubts later and stand up. I still have one more left.”

“Fast!”

He grinded his teeth to the point that Murian broke. More pride than anger burned over his shoulders.

"never! never!"

Murian stretched out his regenerated limbs. A mighty white light blazed like the sun and soared endlessly.

“Aaaaaah!”

The white energy that had spread through her son-in-law gathered around the body of Murian and formed like armor. Energy compressed by white light. It was truly an armor of light.

“Kill me!”

Murian blasts through the air and flies away. The ship was moving faster than before.

It was a terrifying attack with a strong energy and a group of young people, but the style and texture were already familiar.

‘Darkness.’

-Know!

Baek Woojin erected a sword of seolyeong and laid down darkness. He ran forward and poured polar auras into both swords.

‘Shinsal, and yam.’

He slashed the yam with the Seolyeong sword, and struck the Shinsal with the darkness.

Aww!

Thick darkness blooms from the white blade, and a pure white light bursts from the black blade.

The wave of the cross created when white and black harmonized split the heavens and the earth.

“Aaaah!”

Murian tried to step back, but it was already too late. The white armor and lightsaber exploded without mercy, and his hard body was torn apart like a piece of paper.

Puddy Duck!

The terrifying power of Shinsal and yam was not enough to separate Murians, and even melted the barrier made up of the two people's energy.

“Ouch… .”

The crowd, who had lost his arms and legs, trembled and crawled on the ground. His eyes were trembling violently in a mixture of fear and astonishment.

“The crowd.”

Baek Woojin walked in front of Murian and shoved Seol Young's sword into his stomach.

“Aww!”

His sword pierced and the horde, covered in splashed blood, screamed in horror.

“What have you done?”

“Ouch… .”

“That body and martial arts. Where did you borrow it?”

“That, that… .”

“I mean, it’s still not enough. great."

He nodded, grabbed Seolyeong's sword, and operated his brain.

Quick! Don't fall for it!

Thunderbolts from the swordsman began to flow down to the blades.

“Let’s see how far your body can regenerate. Because I have a lot of time.”

“Come on, wait! Wait a minute!"

Morian shook his hand, which had not yet fully regenerated.

“No, I will tell you! This is the power of godlessness. Godless Cain. Borrowing his existence and body... .”

“The god Cain? of that legend?”

“Yeah, yes. I borrowed the divine power from his body... .”

-Such bullshit!"does not make sense… .”

“I really am. It's real!”

As Baek Woojin was about to strike the thunderbolt, the crowd shook his head as if there was a vibration.

"Well… .”

His terrified eyes seemed to tell the truth.

-Actually, if you look at the amount of force that you have built up in such a short period of time, it is impossible for anything other than that... .

“Did Mushin really exist? Besides, he said he became a god, what kind of body is he?”

“I, I don’t know for sure. The chief priest told me to have this body... Well?"

As Murian explained, the space behind him split open and white pillars soared. It was the power that took Murian from the gap in the previous dimension.

“Chief, Shin-gwan! Please save me!”

Murian struggled, shouting for his life. As if responding to that, the white light was twisted like a top and poured down.

“You can’t be interrupted twice.”

Baek Woojin smiled coldly and grabbed the darkness. He slammed darkness towards the falling white light.

Aww!

The white light that was trying to crush everything began to be scattered by the energy of darkness.

“That guy.”

Baek Woojin frowned.

- Why? That's enough to stop it.

‘I was aiming for that bastard.’

-what?

‘It wasn’t me, but Murian was meant to be killed.’

-Huh? You don't want to take it?

'okay. Are you sure.'

Director Shin's white energy was not taking the crowd, but it was clear that he was trying to cut off his breath.

He set up the darkness so that he could move at any time without slowing down.

Whoa!

The white light of the head of the priesthood scattered and became a stream of light close to thousands.

Chee hee!

First, he drew a round-shaped windbreak sword to block all the white bullets, and then skimmed the finely flying light into darkness.

[It bothers you.]

The sky shook, and the voice I had heard before was heard.

[Morian.]

“Chief Shin! Please save me!”

[I tried to make it go comfortably, but I can't help it because there's an obstacle.]

"Yes? that, what... .”

[I will take the power I gave you.]

"uh? Oops!”

As the cold voice of the chief priest made the earth tremble, Murian's skin began to wrinkle like a drought-stricken paddy field.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Murian's flesh and skin were torn apart, and black particles spurted out of the pores of his whole body.

The grains gathered in the air and became the size of four basketballs put together.

“Ugh… .”

The inside of the group, from which all the black energy had escaped, was as dry as a mummy, and his breath was cut off, and the black sphere from his body floated in the air like a balloon.

[The reason why all beings in the East disappear is because of you, Baek Woojin. Wait.]

The new director laughed at Baek Woojin and emitted a white light towards the black sphere. The black sphere that touched the light started to float and fly into the dimensional gap.

[Next is your last... uh?]

"last?"

Baek Woojin rolled up the corners of his mouth and stretched out his right arm.

“What last?”

Rasadum Auror's suction power and intangible device were operated at the same time to absorb black marbles.

Woo woo woo!

The black marble that had flown through the dimensional gap began to return as if attracted to a magnet.

[Hey, this guy! What are you doing!]

“This is my booty. If you want to go, go alone.”

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