Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

“Oh, damn it! This is not my way!”

Muyounggaek twisted his lips, avoiding the rain that fell from the sky.

“When I return, I will take all the jewels from the warehouse that I just got!”

“There is no way for you to go back.”

Behind him came a cracked voice, as if emanating from a rusty machine.

“Ouch!”

There was no time to look back. He jumped like a squirrel and rolled forward.

Baba Bak!

The sound of a dagger and a dagger hitting the floor where he was a little while ago shook his eardrums.

“It’s damn fast.”

The young man frowned, looking at the place where the man's voice had been heard.

That guy who memorizes as if possessed is one of the Oma who follow the Heavenly Demon, Bimada. As the name suggests, he used a light footwork that seemed to fly.

He added stealth to his quick and light footwork, and his position was not even properly estimated.

“Twitter.”

Kicked his tongue and teased his feet. As I turned around and tried to figure out Bima's presence, I heard a voice.

“It’s like stepping on a shadow. You are an unsung guest.”

The voice echoed through the air, leaving the location unknown.

“Do you know me?”

“I know your master.”

"what?"

“I’m sorry. I was given the name Mu-yeong, but I didn’t receive that skill.”

Bima's voice was riddled with ridicule.

“If I see you now, maybe your teacher will jump out of the grave.”

“Shut up that snout!”

He sighed and climbed up the wall.

“Your movement is honest.”

As Bima had expected, he shot the memory towards the space he was going to move.

“ね!”

Dodging the memorization it fired, he climbed up to the highest wall.

“As you go to the next generation, your skills and level go down rather than go up. It is a shame of a one-man victory.”

“Hey, hey! Noisy!”

He frowned and struck the rushing dagger.

‘You have to figure out where it is.’

Bima's footwork was difficult to detect, and the area around it was filled with the rubble of collapsed buildings, giving him plenty of hiding places. He was at a disadvantage in many ways.

‘You have to go on an adventure.’

The silent guest stopped his feet. He followed Bima's presence, risking his movements to be fully exposed.

Whoops!

Memorizations flew with the sound of the wind from the left.

‘It’s not that.’

The guy isn't on the left. He threw the memorization and had already moved to another place.

He concentrated on Bima's movements, avoiding the countless memorizations pouring out like snow in winter.

Pick! Blood profit!

The hot pain of memorizing the flesh and bones swept through his mind, but he did not release his concentration.

it was then seen little shadow!

‘Bima!’

Bima was moving from right to left.'found!'

The young man licked his dry lips and jumped down.

“Did you find me? what to do next You can't catch me with your slow, broken feet."

“That’s what you have to do to know! You bastard child!”

“Are you unaware of the difference in skills? I’m sorry.”

Before Bima's voice could be drowned out by the wind, his entire field of vision was filled with memorization.

There were also memorization methods in the form of daggers, bichim, bido, butterflies and bees.

“It’s very rude!”

She let out a cool swear word and pulled out two daggers from her waist.

“Flame wind, byeokbing!”

As he shouted the starter, the two daggers flashed red and blue.

Chewy!

He swung his dagger in flames and cold against the rushing wave of memorization.

Aww!

The memorabilia were swept away by a storm of flames and cold from the two daggers and were thrown to the ground.

However, memorization in the form of butterflies and bees was not pushed out by the magic sword.

It fluttered as if it were a real bee, pierced through the flames and bit its own arm and leg.

“Wow!”

The young man frowned. The second was sick.

'How much is this... .'

The price of these two magic swords is beyond imagination. There… .

Clap!

It is disposable and will break immediately after use.

After using such an expensive thing and getting injured, my stomach swelled up.

“I’ll take it very seriously later!”

“Before that, you will die. So is your master.”

“Oh, that’s not it.”

Muyoung Gaek followed Bima and narrowed her eyes.

“Me too, that person will never die.”

“It is not a human being that your master has gone to deal with. A transcendent who ascended to heaven. every thousand.”

“Oh, shrink.”

He wiggled his fingers and shook his head.

“A thousand miles, a thousand miles. You can't kill that person! Do you think I'm under a fucking human?"

“You are the disciple to the master. equally stupid.”

"OK! I'll show you how an idiot fights!"

messed it up He threw down his two magic swords, pulled out a new dagger and chased after Bima.

Peeing! profit!

Even with all his power, he could not reach Bima. He was faster and more flexible than himself.

But he didn't stop. He chased after him until his arms, legs and torso were full of scars.

grasp!

A wasp-shaped memorization brushed her forehead, and blood ran down her eyes.

“Ugh!”

I had shed so much blood that my vision was already dark, but now it's stained red.

"Bleeding... . It’s a dog death that suits you like a fly.”

“Whew… .”

I didn't even have the energy to speak. Following the fleeing Bima, he fired a dagger.

“Did you think that would work for me?”

Bima lightly dodged the dagger and then threw a dagger in the reverse direction.Pick!

The dagger brushed past the inside of the thigh, which had lost strength.

“Huh!”

The young man staggered to a halt and let out a heavy sigh.

“Is this over?”

Bima stopped walking. He turned around and took off his mask. The old man with gray hair, full of wrinkles, laughed.

“Are you the queen? China's number one great swordsman and assassin."

“Now do you know?”

“I’ve heard from Master.”

Muyoung Gaek spit the blood from his mouth and grinned.

"There's a fucking old man with a mouth full of a slow-moving subject."

“You guys… .”

For the first time, anger was young at the voice of the queen.

“After seeing your master, I was going to make you feel comfortable in the end, but you are calling for anger with that snout.”

"fury? It must have been you, not me, who provoked anger with the snout.”

“What nonsense… Well?"

Bima opened her eyes and shook her limbs. He curled up with his body as if tied to a rope.

“You, what are you doing!”

“Whew… .”

The silent guest let out a long breath, as if exhaling cigarette smoke, and straightened his back. Blood dripped from the wounds all over his body.

“It is the truth.”

"what?"

“I drew Jinbeop on the floor while chasing you. While you mock me and tease my snout.”

Bima had higher footwork and combat experience than himself.

‘This was the only way.’

Knowing that you can't win if you fight, after inducing a speed match, you set up the truth with footsteps.

Just like a praying mantis waiting for its prey, it binds the bima by activating the installed Jinbeop very slowly.

“The dagger was the axis of Jinbeop!”

Bima saw that Jinbeop was activated with the last dagger he threw and sharpened his teeth.

“Myeon Dong-jin… .”

Myeondongjin was a powerful technique that blocked the mind and movement by flowing rotating mana into the brain and body.

At first glance, it is an easy way to avoid it, but it was not easy to get out of it as long as it was caught.

“He chewed our master very well with that snout. Can you still do it?”

“Come on, wait! I'm not your teacher, you... .”

“That’s it.”

The martial artist approached Bima while holding the dagger as a counterpoint.

“Wait! I'm with your master... .”

“It must have been a crush.”

He cut off his horse and beheaded his head. He avoids killing whenever he can, but he's not good enough to keep the guy who tried to kill him alive.

“Ouch… .”

Bima's body, which had lost his neck, leaned to the floor.

“Aww!”

The shaman covered the bursting wounds and lay flat on the floor.

“Is it because of that person? .”

If it were you in the past, you wouldn't have thought of drawing Jin with your footprints because you were so busy chasing after Bima.

No, he must have had a hard time chasing Bima.

Thanks to Baek Woojin's footwork practice every day, he could chase Bima, and he could think of putting a jin on the floor.

“Okay… .”The young man bit his lip and stood up.

“Because that person can’t be without me… .”

He followed the direction Baek Woojin was moving with a slow but straight pace.

**

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Auras erupted from the front as the medical swords and the weimas collided and swept the earth.

“Push!”

Hong Nam-gi, who was located in the center of the black wing checkup, aimed his sword at the center of the Weimadae.

“We have an advantage! Absolutely pierce it!”

He encouraged everyone by wrapping his medical sword with an auror. He was determined to never be defeated as a member of the same escort.

“Whew… .”

Ara Hong cut off one of the uninhabited Weimadae that was blocking her way and spit out a tablecloth.

‘You can win!’

Wimadae was strong enough to be similar to the medical sword, but compared to them, they were not as proficient in using examinations. If you fight like this, you can win without much damage.

“The victory is with us! Run like this... .”

“Can you not win even those tremblings without me?”

As Hong Nam-ki was about to give the charge, a frivolous voice came from behind the wall on the right.

jerk.

With a light footstep, a young man with brown hair and a neat appearance appeared.

"lender!"

“Why are you here now!”

Wimadae called the young man Daeju.

‘Have you never had a lender?’

Hong Ara swallowed her dry saliva. He could not believe he had exerted this much helplessness without a lender.

‘There’s that man… .'

The power of a man named Wima Daeju was comparable to the chopping board he saw at the front door. He could not win even if he exerted all his might now.

“Iron.”

“Iron!”

At the instructions of the Weimadae, the Wimadae gathered in the center. It was a line like a mace.

“Peel it.”

“Aww!”

The Weimadae rushed forward with a shout. Their momentum was so intense that it was different from before.

“Black Hwan!”

Hong Nam-gi did not panic and switched to a defensive jin, but Wima Dae was faster.

Aww!

The center of the Weimadae and the disheveled medical sword collided. The medical sword squad was pushed back by the violent shock.

“Go ahead.”

Wei Ma Dae-ju entered between the Wei Ma Dae's jinbeop and raised his sword.

Woo woo woo!

At the tip of the blade he had raised, a blue river flowed out.

“This is how the examination breaks down.”

He struck down the sword with those words.

Aww!

With the shock of twisting the axis, the black wing checkup was broken, and all the medical swordsmen were thrown out.

“Aww!”

“Wow… .”

The medical swordsman vomited blood and barely lifted his neck.

'How do you beat a guy like that? .'

‘I have to write any number!’

‘Ugh!’

It was difficult with only the Wima Daeju, but there was no chance of winning as a Uima Daeju who used strength. Despair filled everyone's eyes.

“Are you giving up already? That’s why young people these days can’t do it.”

When the Wima Daeju approaches with a grim expression on his tongue.

Ara Hong stood up alone.

He closed his mouth and raised the sword he was holding.

"right. you were the strongest If it weren't for you, all of you would have just died in the attack."

The sword twirled round and round as if teasing the Wima Lord.

“Where can I see my skills?”

Weima Daeju smashed the ground. It was such a fast pace that I thought for a moment that his body looked bigger.

Whoa!

The river wind wrapped around his sword cascades down like a waterfall.

‘Not from the front.’

Even if he is confident in swordsmanship, confronting him in front of the sword is suicidal. You have to attack and deal with it.

Chewy!

Ara Hong swung her blade to let the sword slashed by the Weima Daejoo.

“Wow!”

But it didn't go as well as I thought. It was different from the swordsmanship of the Weimadae I had seen so far, and its energy was incomparable.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

I felt like my knee would break right away if I had relaxed even a little.

“Aww!”

He exclaimed and turned his shoulder. The sword of the Wima Daeju, whose direction was wrong, cut through the air.

Aiming for that gap, he dug into the arms of the Weima Daejoo.

"I thought so."

Wei Ma Dae-ju chuckled and quickly rotated his sword.

Chewy!

The sword, which fluttered like a bird's wing, rushed towards his neck.

Kyayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

He grabbed his sword back and managed to block it, but his shoulders and elbows felt like they were going to fall off.

‘You have to hold on!’

His whole body ached, and he didn't back down even though he had chills.

In order to capture the sword of the Wima Daeju, the swords were divided endlessly at close range.

“Woo-wook!”

Hong Ara exhaled urgently as if she was about to vomit her blood. Each time he received a blow from the Wima Daeju, his stomach was twisted, and his back was wet.

'I can't fight this person alone... .'

The medical swordsman suffered internal injuries. You must somehow defeat Iza and save them.

Perhaps because of an urgent mind, the sword gradually became dizzy.

“Araya!”

“Don’t worry about this!”

“Fight yours!”

As their hands trembled as if they were about to miss the sword, the voices of dry Hong Nam-gi, Kim Woo-hyuk, and Park Hye-ri came from behind.

"uh?"

He stepped back and slowly turned his head.

The medical sword corps stood up and was engaged in a fierce battle with the Weimadae.

made eye contact

Emotions come from their eyes. They were sorry for not being the first to step forward, thanks for leaving first, and worrying about facing a strong enemy.

“I’ll deal with these bastards soon, so hold on!”“Run away! Let's get him together!”

All of the medical swordsmen who were as close as their family took care of them even when their lives were at stake.

“Where are you looking at me? I don't like being ignored."

With a terrifying voice, the sword of Weima Daeju soared.

“Ugh!”

Hong Ara chewed her lips and threw her body.

Aww!

The space where his sword passed was torn to shreds.

‘He was right.’

Even in this situation, the medical team is concerned about themselves. They did not think of their own strength, but of a person named Hong Ara.

“Friendship is so good. Thanks for reminding me of something fun.”

"what?"

“Stop it well.”

The young river blazed more fiercely on the sword of the Weimadaeju.

Aww!

Unable to withstand the sword attack that he swung as it was, he bounced off close to 10m.

“Ugh… .”

His heart is pounding. When he stood up because he wanted to vomit his blood, he was not in front of him.

“I’ll break it from this side.”

He ripped open his mouth and ran towards his sword.

"No!"

He screamed and kicked the ground, but it was too late. He was already slashing his sword towards the medical team's examination.

Aww!

A huge aura exploded, and the examinations of the Medical Sword and Wima Units all exploded.

“Aww!”

“Heh heh heh!”

“Ugh… .”

All of the medical swordsmen spit red blood and rolled on the floor. Judging by the color and amount of blood, it was a serious internal injury.

“First of all, you.”

Weima Dae-ju pointed the sword at Hong Nam-gi's head.

“Ah, Araya. don't come to me... .”

Hong Nam-ki shook his head toward himself even though he was in danger of dying.

“Ahhhh!”

He screamed and ran, but the distance was too far.

‘You should have trained properly! Don't be stupid, you should have spent all your time training!'

If I had worked hard on my training right away, I would have been able to save those people who cared for me more than myself.

The time I wasted alone shivering and not trusting people like that was so precious.

It felt like my heart would break at the thought of not being able to save them because of my stupidity.

Whoa!

The sword of Weima Dae-ju falls towards Hong Nam-gi's neck. Very slowly, as if teasing yourself.

‘You idiot bitch!’

Right away, I wanted to put my cheeks up and slap my proud head.

To fall into pride while not being able to protect people as precious as his family, he gnawed his teeth at himself.

[You will see your comrades die.]

Baek Woojin's words I met at the night dance studio came to me very painfully.

'sorry. Lord.’

Hong Ara couldn't hold back her tears. The emotions in her tears were regret and lamentation.

"tear? here? It cools you down.”Wima Daeju furrowed his forehead. He flipped his sword and widened the range of his strength.

The place he was targeting was not just Hong Nam, but the entire Medical Swordsmanship.

“I will kill you all.”

“Ugh!”

Ara Hong held her breath and ran. Thanks to him aiming at everyone, he's got time, even though it's only a brief moment.

‘Anyway!’

Only the thought of sacrificing his life to save Rado's swordsman filled his head. He completely surrendered himself to the emotions of anger and regret.

That moment.

time slows down Even the falling sword strength, the fluttering flames, and even their own movements were slow as if they had stopped.

His dizzy head was cleared, and a single voice flowed through his mind.

[Sometimes even intense emotions are helpful in battle. Don't be accusing yourself. Leave your body to your emotions and mind.]

Whoa!

Baek Woojin's voice resounded, and the aura in his body heated up.

It wasn't his blood, but a piercing stimulus that seemed to flow through his body, and after passing through his body, he blew out thick flames towards the blade.

Woo woo woo!

At the blade, the young Aurors gather like starlight. Auror typed like a solid. it was black

“Ganggi! Did you wake up here?”

Wima Daeju's eyes fluttered like an earthquake.

“But it’s already too late!”

He swung his sword straight at the medical sword stand. It was the strongest sword ever.

what you need now

that trick.

Ara Hong put her left foot forward first and her right foot behind it.

Mansangbo containing the secrets of pleasure and wind. It was the exhilarating step method Baek Woojin used.

Chee hee!

Ara Hong, who moved as if she had moved through space, raised her sword in front of the Wima Daeju and drew it.

Aww!

Ganggi and Ganggi collided, and a terrifying shock wave swept the heavens and the earth.

“Ugh!”

Due to the enormous strength of the Weima Daeju, the flesh exploded, but it did not release its strength.

"this!"

The voice of Wima Daeju was young with irritation and embarrassment. A fragment of that emotion spreads, and his sword shakes.

Kugugung!

He pushed the sword toward the gap and dropped the medical sword stand and him.

“Don’t be shy!”

The swords of the Demon Lord were increased to five, and they aimed at the vital points of his whole body.

‘You can catch it!’

Ara Hong did not back down. The number of swords seemed to increase, but their trajectory did not change.

He bowed to the left and blocked all the swords of the Weima Daeju.

Chajajajang!

Although he continued to use the phantom sword and the side sword, his own eyes did not miss the flow of the sword.

“Ugh… .”

Wima Daeju's embarrassment turned into a visible astonishment.

"how? Are you still having fun?”

“Shut up!”

The young Kanggi started to spin like a dragon oreum on the sword of Weimadaeju. The myth of the side sword and the phantom sword was extinguished, and the space was filled with the spear sword.

“Aww!”

He kept that immense energy intact and poured it towards himself.Aww!

Even though he was defending with a sword, it was so powerful that his spine felt like it was going to break.

profit!

The flesh on the left shoulder was torn off by the strong winds of Wima Daeju.

“Ugh!”

The pain was so intense that I wanted to cry. But now is not the time to stop.

Aww!

Ara Hong gathered all the auras flowing through her body and thinly grinded the young Ganggi with her sword blade.

The image I imagined is Baek Woojin's gwan-il-geuk. Thinking of his sword that could only pierce a single point, he sharply forged his strength.

“It’s over!”

Wima Daeju's sword shook for a very short time. Recoil using too much force. It was the only gap.

Oops!

He let out a sharp force like an awl. That bright red light pierced the sword and heart of the Wima Daeju at the same time like a thunderbolt from the earth.

percussion.

Wei Ma Dae-ju shook his neck and dropped his sword cut in half. He looked at himself with only his eyes turned.

“I should have killed you right away… .”

Before he could utter his last words, the heart of Wima Daeju burst, and the soulless corpse fell to the floor.

“Hey!”

Hong Ara crouched forward without the strength to hit the ground with her sword. Her arms and legs did not move.

‘Hey, I have to get up… .'

It's not all over yet. He had to save the medical swordsman from the surviving Weimadae.

'uh?'

As he was about to stand up with his neck on the ground, someone grabbed his shoulder. He shook his chin and turned around.

“Ah, Araya!”

"it's okay?"

“Hurry up and get the medicine!”

Suddenly, the medical swordsman who subdued the Weimadae came running. They bled profusely, but they were taking care of themselves first.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I'm just tired. Brothers first... .”

"Do not say! Bleeding heavily!”

Namgi Hong shook his head and sprayed the medicine all over his body.

“Eat this too. My medicine!”

Park Hye-ri held out the medicine she had in her arms.

“Did you guys see Ara? It's dark! Sword Gang! You're a swordsman at that age! Aren’t you a genius more than the headmaster?”

Kim Woo-hyuk sat down next to him and shouted his cheers.

“You all knew you were stupid and our Ara was a genius.”

“Rather, if I was using the sword now, it would be later than expected.”

Others giggled and waved their hands.

“Anyway, there are sword users in our swordsman, so there is no reason to go anywhere and be ignored.”

Even Hong Nam-ki, who gave him an internal medicine, burst into laughter.

"under… .”

Ara Hong looked into the eyes of everyone in the medical sword squad. Although there was astonishment at his sword strength, he showed no envy or jealousy.

They just rejoiced, like her brother or sister who saw her brother well.

“Anyway, let’s recover quickly and follow the Lord. There will be something to help.”

“It should be!”

The medical swordsmen sat down in their seats, ate the healing medicine, and applied the cure.

“… … .”

Ara Hong looked at them all and lowered her head with her tearful eyes.

'sorry. And thank you. really.'

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