Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

The great performance of the new sword and white family.

A loud cheer erupted over the yellow ground, where the blood and sweat of the swordsmen had melted.

“Black Wing Deployment!”

At the cry of Nam-ki Hong standing in the center of the dance floor, the formation of the medical swords team spread out in a circle and became as sharp as the wings of a hawk.

"statement!"

Kim Woo-hyuk and Park Hye-ri were next to Hong Nam-gi, and Hong A-ra, who was in the last row, headed to the vanguard.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

As all the medical swordsmen took their seats, their swords burned with a sharp energy that seemed to pierce any wall.

"stop."

As the medical team united and maintained the black wing checkup, a firm voice came down from the podium.

This is Baek Woojin. His fang-like eyes swept across the medical blade.

“The biggest advantage of black wing screening is its sharpness. To raise that sharpness, you have to match your auras.”

Baek Woojin raised his finger and pointed at the whole of the sword.

“But you couldn’t even unite the activation of the Aurors. It is only a matter of time before the examination collapses if each moves as it is now.”

“Sin, sorry!”

“I have no regrets. It’s not easy.”

He smiled as he watched the swordsmen gasping for breath.

‘If you make it easy, it’s even weirder.’

The Black Wing Examination is a difficult examination beyond the level of the medical school, and it has only been a month since I taught it.

Even if you are with colleagues who have worked together, it is as difficult as building a tower with a pencil to match the fine aura.

“Today’s training ends here. Leave only those who will do personal training and go and rest.”

Baek Woojin looked up at the setting sky and clapped his hands.

"thank you!"

"great job."

He waved his hand to the medical sword stand that bent at right angles and sat down on the chair next to the pedestal.

‘Neither do I.’

Without a single exception, the medical team dropped out of the gymnasium and began individual training.

‘Because teaching is worthwhile.’

Even after becoming a head of state, the reason why I watch the training of the medical swordsman once a week is because of that appearance.

I couldn't leave them alone, with the will to learn more, the desire to rise to a higher place, and the will to practice until late at night.

“Hey, aren’t you tired of them? Even though it has been over a month, I only practice that test.”

The martial artist watching from behind gave a long yawn as if tired.

“I don’t know of an impatient person like you.”

Moon Ju-young looked down at the back of the head of Mu-yeong and clicked her tongue as if pathetic.

“The joy of getting along with a colleague after weeks or months of training is incomparable to any other reward. Even the jewels you like so much lose their shine in front of them.”

“Hey! You know that, and you're really smart. You must be smart and want to eat a lot!”

Muyoung Gaek caught his nose and jumped to his feet.

“This ignorant body will only look back!”

He wiped the finger that was picking his nose on Moon Ju-young's clothes and ran off by jumping over the wall.

“That crazy guy is real! Ugh... .”

Moon Joo-young was grinding her teeth to chase after the undead, but stopped when she saw Baek Woojin's gaze.

“It doesn’t really change.”

Baek Woojin shook his head. They both seemed to get more childish as they got older.

I turned back to the gym. He glanced at the swordsmen who practice sweating and looked at Ara Hong in the corner.

‘That guy… .'

Baek Woojin narrowed his eyes. Hong Ara's swordsmanship was at a level that Hong Nam-gi, the master swordsman, could not handle, but that wasn't her everything.

‘You’re hiding your skills again.’

Even after being scolded once before, she was still hiding her powerlessness. It's also quite a lot.

‘No, it’s unavoidable.’

In her body, she had a special talent called a thu-hyeon body that was startled by even darkness.

Tu Hyeon-chee, who was awakened thanks to her various battles and intense training, could no longer catch up with her clumsy talent.

“Well, I’ll go first.”

Ara Hong, who had been swinging her sword for about an hour, smiled softly and was the first to leave the theater.

"long time… .”

Baek Woojin smiled as he looked at Hong Ara's back as he left.“I’m going to have to give it a shot.”

**

Early morning when the cool wind pushed the moon away.

Ara Hong quietly left her dormitory and headed for the dance hall.

She pulled her neck out like her meerkat and looked around her. After she made sure that no one was inside and outside the arena, she entered the arena.

“Whew… .”

Ara Hong let out a small sigh and pulled out her sword hanging from her waist. She set up her diaphragm to prevent her sound from escaping, and then immediately struck down her sword.

Whoops!

Even though she didn't include the Auror, the atmosphere was split only by the momentum that was radiating from her sword gimmick.

Paang!

Swords down, raises, and stabs. Every time she swung her sword, a burst of inflated air rang out.

Ara Hong bit her lip slightly at her excitement. She drew her sword, enjoying the pleasant pounding sound.

Whoa!

The sword rings, and the Auror responds to the space. It feels like this world is in her own control.

She moved her body as she freely spread the aurora that swayed like waves over her blade.

“Woo-wook!”

She swung her sword until her breath ran, then lowered her hand. When she looked up at the sky, the moon had already moved by a span.

'Now it's a little cooler.'

The difference in growth from other prosecutors was so great that he could not show his power in front of them, and even after group training, he could not relax.

Sometimes I had to go out at night to practice, so that my body and my mood could be relaxed.

‘I wish I was normal too… .'

Now, her own strength was not just one or two from her sword blade, but her rank was different enough to be different.

No matter how close and friendly the oppas are like family, it will be difficult for them to treat themselves like they do now.

However, it was difficult to teach anything. She's not strong because of theory, but because of instinct.

“Hey, that’s all for today… .”

“Are you going already?”

“Hey!”

A low voice came from behind her back as she retracted her sword to return.

"uh… .”

Ara Hong turned behind her, creaking like a broken toy.

“Go, my lord!”

The person behind her was Baek Woojin. He waved his hand with a long smile like a crescent moon in the sky.

“Why is the Lord here… .”

“Why are you here?”

“Oh, I was practicing.”

Actually there is nothing wrong with

This gym is an open place for training at night or at dawn, and there are no restrictions on the medical sword.

But when I saw Baek Woojin after unleashing the hidden force, I cringed at the feeling that something was wrong.

“It has grown quite a bit.”

"Yes?"

“Aurors are on the verge of being typified. Aurors are trying to aggregate in the sword body, aren't they?"

“Boy, did you see it?”

“You can tell without looking at it.”

Baek Woojin laughed coolly.

“It’s an outstanding growth to try to reach the river. It’s an outstanding talent even in the new swordsmanship family.”

“You knew it too.”

“I can’t know.”

It was as if everything about him was reflected in his transparent eyes.

“Does something similar have happened before?”

“Yeah, it’s different from back then!”

Hong Ara shook his head violently.

“At that time, I wasn’t much different from Hong Nam-gi oppa, but now I can defeat the entire medical sword squad by myself!”

No joke. There was such a big difference between me and them now.

“Lord.”

Ara Hong knelt on the dance floor.

“Please, please, please let me stay on the medical sword! Please!"

There are two reasons for not showing power until now.

The first was the fear of not knowing how the medical swordsmen would react, and the second was the fear that the stronger himself might be sent to another place.

The first was terrifying, but the second was even more terrifying. No matter how much he told me to go to the same new sword, he didn't even want to imagine leaving his sword battalion.

“So you hid your power? He might be moved somewhere else?”

“I heard that prosecutors who are better than those around them are often moved to other places… .”

“You are real!”

Baek Woojin burst into laughter. It's really fun, it even makes a beep sound.

“Lord?”

“Ara. I don't know if it was in the past, but I'm the head of the house, so do you think I'll make a personnel change without my own will?"

"Ah… .”

“If you say you don’t like it, don’t do it no matter what people around you say. So don't worry."

He patted his shoulder and grinned.

“Then the problem is solved, so starting tomorrow, your skills… .”

“Oh, that can’t be!”

“Why again?”

“Like I said, the skill gap is too big. I'm afraid of what my brothers will think of me, but I'm more worried that they might despair of their talents."

“Hmm… .”

Baek Woojin scratched his chin without erasing his smile.

“It seems like a useless worry to me, but don’t stop me if you want to. but… .”

His hand gripped his own shoulder and power entered.

“Not like now.”

"Yes?"

“You are holding back your growth. If you continue to remain in the middle, you will face their death someday when the medical swords team is in crisis. And you will regret for the rest of your life for not training properly. No, I may not have a chance to regret it.”

It seemed that his heart was tightened at the cool voice that was completely different from his soft smile.

“Hiding your power is up to you. Do your best and be strong.”

"Ah… .”

“Hap, the strength of the medical sword squad, is a good weapon, but one day we may fight against an opponent strong enough to break that sum. then you go The medical swords team will be strong enough to defeat the unwinnable opponent with your own force and protect everyone.”

The smile on Baek Woojin's lips evaporated.

“Then decide your path. Will you stay at the medical swordsmanship, or will you leave the medicalswordsstand and stand alone?”

“… I know what you mean.”

Hong Ara pursed her lips and nodded her head.

“I will do that. I will become stronger than anyone else. Whether they leave the Medical Swordsmanship or others, so that they can be protected!”

He clenched his fists, calming his beating heart.

“Then I will give you some advice to make up for the wasted time you spent.”

“Advice?”

“Very good advice.”

Baek Woojin raised his finger.

“Leave your body and mind to your emotions.”

“Eh? Yes?"

“Usually they tell me not to be swayed by emotions and to be cool, but you are different. You will be able to go higher if you simply leave your body to your senses.”

“Gee, you’re making fun of me for being so simple!”

“Well, that’s not right… .”

“Lord!”

He giggled and stepped back. It sounds like a joke, but he must have said something really helpful to him.

He didn't quite understand, but he remembered it clearly.

“You should have understood, I’ll stop… Well?"

Baek Woojin, who was about to wave his hand and leave, suddenly frowned. His expression looked more serious than ever.

“Lord?”

"no. I felt weird for a while.”

He looked to the right and ate his mouth.

“Anyway, don’t forget what I said, and from now on, eat your heart out and practice. If you get stuck, I'll come to you."

"Yes!"

“It’s been a long time since I liked the answer.”

Baek Woojin nodded his head satisfactorily and left his dance hall.

From the dance hall where he left, the sound of his sword swinging could be heard until dawn.

**The Tianshan Mountains at the edge of the Chinese border.

Five men in black robes appeared on the extreme land called Hundred thousand Daesan by the locals.

They endured a heavy snow storm and looked at Manryeongbong, the highest peak of Mt. Hundae.

Quarreung!

When the snow that covered the people's feet rose to their knees, a roar as if the sky was breaking from Manryeongbong broke out.

"at Las!"

The old man standing in the center knelt on the snow-filled floor with a smile full of joy.

“Come!”

"Oh oh!"

The remaining four also followed the old man and fell flat on the ground.

how long has it been The old man trembled at the transcendent energy he felt above his head.

“Get up.”

There was no sound of footsteps or footsteps, but a trembling voice could be heard right in front of the mountain itself.

gulp.

The old man swallowed his dry saliva and lifted his head.

I see a man like a pylon that seems to have built a pillar in the center of the world. His loose gray hair was like the cold north wind, and his black eyes sank deep like an abyss.

It took my breath away just looking at the terrifying presence beyond the human standard.

“Is it Zhuge’s name?”

“Yeah, yes.”

An old man named Zhuge Myung bowed his head.

“How much time has passed?”

“25 years.”

He answered, trembling his lips as if tired of the cold.

“It’s been 25 years… .”

The man mumbled his words 25 years with an expressionless expression and closed his eyes.

“I promised 30 years. He was five years early.”

“Well, have you done it?”

“I don’t know exactly when.”

The man turned his back and looked at Manryeongbong Peak.

“I fell into a dream long enough to comprehend reality and fantasy. He was a coinedor who couldn't fight his anger. When I thought that I would never come back, a god of war descended on my world. And now!”

The flames of the man's eyes pierced the origins of the world.

“I jumped over that god.”

“Daesung, we will reduce Daesung!”

“Oooh!”

“We will reduce Daesung!”

As Zhuge Ming banged their heads again, the remaining four screamed and bowed their heads.

“Don’t make me say it twice. Everyone get up.”

"Yes!"

Everyone, including Zhuge Myung, jumped up at the same time. Although they had been on their knees for hours, their posture was not disturbed in the slightest.

“Only report on the important things.”

“The balance of the three powers has been broken. Currently, the strongest is the sword, and the Cheonmu Maeng has weakened. Afternoon is the same... .”

“Is the Cheon Mu-maeng weak? What is Panjihu doing?”

“My arm was cut off by a talented Korean man.”

“A Korean talented person?”

For the first time, emotions were put into the man's eyes. It was a small question and anger.

“This is Baek Woojin from the new sword Baekga. And he is the strongest man of our time.”

Zhuge Lim bowed his head and continued his words.

“Only because Munju has come… .”

“Heaven.”

"Yes?"

“From now on, call me Cheonma.”

The man who called himself Cheonma looked up at the cold sky.

“My wife, my angel… .”

Zhuge Myung shook his chin. The name Cheonma is the name of a myth that descends from the mountain and turns the world into darkness. He was a being that stood above everything in the world.

“Thirty years have passed and our anger has not been quenched. This throne will become the devil of heaven and will wipe out this disgusting world.”

His declaration-like voice calmed the white storm.

“Let’s start with the sword detection.”

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