BJ Swordmaster

Seven-star articles.

Henry's strategy against the superhuman, who would ring the ground and cut through the lake just by wielding a sword, was simple.

Avoid as much as you can.

The fact that they could block an opponent's attack was the fact that they could predict it in advance.

The problem is that the opponent's sword is not just a sword.

Paaaaaaaaaah!

Every time the sword flew in, a piercing sound penetrated Henry's ear.

The expression of tearing the air was no exaggeration.

That's what a seven-star knight meant.

Henry was no match for it simply by the amount of mana in the body. In addition, about seven-star drivers could borrow and use the mana outside their bodies.

After all, the mana you own is just a medium.

As a sword, the technology of grasping the centripetal point and naturally drawing and writing the surrounding mana of nature was the basis of the seven-star article.

"Now three times."

Christopher said. It was a pile to be exact, but in the end, it was no different from the main body.

There's a relaxed smile around my mouth.

There was also a heartfelt admiration at stake.

'Well.'

Now Christopher was only repeating single-handed attacks.

It was like cutting once, waiting for a while, and hitting once again.

The reason was simple.

Henry Camilton was bound to collapse as soon as he hit the ground running.

If the opponent has to press it, he'll know.

Christopher knew exactly what his lord wanted to see.

You're enduring the least possible shock. It's embarrassing to call him a genius.’

It used to be a simple cut, but it was by Christopher's standards.

Even if it's a six-star article, it was shocking enough to crush your wrist.

There's only one way to make it through.

There was no choice but to reduce the impact by combing the sword.

If you can see it.’

Paaaaaaaaaah!

The fourth inspection was directed at Henry. Sword and sword collided almost at the same time as the sound was heard. Christopher felt that the power on the sword had been greatly reduced.

The overwhelming speed of response.

Christopher's sword was strong, and being strong meant he was fast, too.

It was almost impossible to avoid even six-star drivers.

"If we were to face it head-on, it would be better. But that's why the body won't survive.’

Combining the sword did not simply mean that it was true. Something that can be done by calculating a number of instantaneous elements and moving, or rather leaning on the senses.

Henry was doing such a thing.

"Four times."

Christopher picked up the sword. King Joseph Ballaran seemed satisfied.

Eight-star knight's eye could see more than Christopher himself.

Christopher stretched out his sword at ease.

Henry endured the fifth attack.

The feet moved delicately, and the black was a perfect angle.

The 6th one.

The seventh one is the same.

With royal knights watching in dismay, Christopher had a total of three chances left.

Do I have to knock it down?

At this rate, only the same results were repeated. The king's purpose would have been fulfilled, and perhaps something new would have been expected.

Such as

Henry Camilton's reaction to the extreme crisis.

I'll have to try.

Christopher made up his mind.

Neither for Henry nor for himself. It was because of the king's eyes that did not match his age and position.

The king's eyes were full of passion. Eyes filled with curiosity like a child who has never seen something before.

"This will be a little different. Get it ready in advance."

"Yes."

Unlike the excited king, Henry's eyes were not a bit agitated.

I'm just calmly waiting for the next attack.

He was just saying that he would do what he had to do in his situation, not even showing his willingness to block it.

Christopher pulled a sword.

Two or three connections.

I told Henry it would be different, but I didn't mean to attack loudly.

It's simple, but it's continuous.

But that alone reverses the situation by 180 degrees.

I won't be given time to prepare.

Three times.

Christopher moved.

The sword drew a line. It was an orbit that penetrated from the bottom. The impact was scattered by an oblique sword.

Black painted the second picture. Extremely compressed, Mana left a hazy afterimage. It was a transverse cut. The moment I was cutting my side without a handful of technique.

“……!”

Christopher doubted my eyes.

There were two Henrys. Both had calm eyes. After a brief thought, Christopher made his decision.

I'm cutting both of them.’

If you can't find the real thing, you can just cut it together.

But the first Henry was a fake.

As soon as the fake was cut, the power of the sword decreased significantly. The real took the sword in a leisurely.

And the third one.

Christopher, who was about to launch his final attack, felt his sword caught on something.

“……?”

I couldn't understand. Henry couldn't afford to fight back. But it was obviously Henry Camilton's sword that blocked his sword early on now.

"Wow, this is crazy."

Christopher forgot for a moment that the king was by his side.

It was an ungodly remark, but no one even cared about such facts.

Even the king himself.

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"Did you know this would happen?">

"Thank you for your support. I didn't know. I thought I wouldn't be able to win if I went head-to-head with a seven-star knight. Perhaps Sir Christopher felt the same way.”

Shortly after the showdown, Henry was responding to the rush of support, satisfying viewers' curiosity.

Frankly speaking, this was something that Henry didn't even expect.

Even until Petricia, it was a great battle.

Also, I was honestly thinking it was worth doing.

I'm so confident that I can win if I improve my skills a little more.

But it was different when I faced Christopher.

"I could see why the seven-star article became the standard for senior members. That's why Lord Petricia and Lord Colin are treated as the same flats."

There was simply a huge distance between the numbers 6 and 7.

What if Christopher really dealt with Henry?

You could never have expected a result like this.

No technology works in the face of overwhelming power.

Neither the king nor Christopher knew about it, so he "took it easy" on Henry.

But thanks to him.

Henry was able to win the king's bet.

"It's hard to look at. When I first came in here...…it's actually more intense than when I competed with Lord Petricia. To be honest with you."

Henry smeared his lips with awkwardness.

"I didn't expect things to get this big either."

[I didn't know]

[I've never seen a driver react like this before]

[It looks like it's really big] [Look at the king's reaction behind it]

It didn't matter no matter how much I let it go.

If it's a 5-star or 6-star article, the main character was clearly a trainee.

Even if his skills were already revealed, royal knights judged that he was only three stars at the most.

That is, Henry, as a three-star knight, endured a seven-star attack.

"Really……."

Then the king opened his mouth. The king was the only one who could speak first in this atmosphere.

"Great, Sir Christopher, Henry Camilton against him. In addition, everyone who stood here was great."

The king looked as if he could not hide his joy.

Knights in the war, or not.

Everyone was looking around looking so pretty.

"Constant!"

"Yes, Your Grace!"

"Get ready for the feast! I'll never see my ancestors without alcohol and meat on such a happy day!"

"Will you do that?"

The bell-in-lawfully. The king ordered it, so it had to be done.

In an hour.

The knights were also happy eyes. It wasn't because of the banquet. It was a place where I could eat and drink good food and alcohol.

However, the king's banquet was not just a banquet.

"It's been a long time since you've held a sword.”

It was a banquet held by Joseph Ballaran, an eight-star knight, not as King of Balaran.

All the participants were seated in a spot where they competed with the abyss monsters in the name of "entertainment."

It was a place where some people were eating meat, and some people were fighting monsters.

You look like a bandit, not a king.Lol]

[He's like a mercenary]

You're not a bad person, are you? Did you see the information?]

[It was the line]

Royal Knights Commander Liam and King Joseph Ballaran.

Henry identified two people's 'information'.

"Tendency was good. To be honest, I'm flustered, too. I've never seen you before. It's gotten bigger, but fortunately, the direction looks good."

Is it just okay?

The king was now in a blatant favor with Henry.

The same goes for the chief of the Royal Knights.

Without seeing the responses of other articles, shaking hands in the information window meant "I want to be close."

Unimaginable achievements for a trainee.

'It's not over yet.

The situation was being sorted out, but it should not be concluded as it is.

It's not uncommon to have a seat with the king.

"Lord Melissa!"

"Yes, Your Grace."

Then the king paged Melissa. At the same time, he gestured to the servant who remained in his seat, and knights began to exit the training camp under their guidance.

A little later.

There were only three people left in the training camp, except for a few servants who were always standing by the king's side.

Melissa the Royal Knight.

King Joseph Ballaran and Academy student Henry Camilton.

"I heard you paged Henry Camilton, didn't you?"”

"Yes…… no. Henry Camilton himself came here."

"It was caused by a connection of events?"

"It's true."

"The ball is really big. I'm going to award you, so if you want anything, just say it."

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it because I wanted to."

"I'll give you two pieces of the phoenix's heart. I'll see you again at the banquet hall."

"Yes."

Melissa took a sword salute and stepped down. I had a lot to say, but I couldn't to the king in this condition.

At the banquet hall.

As the king said, a place would soon be set for her to comment.

Upon confirmation that Melissa had left, the king turned to Henry.

"It was a very impressive duel."

"Thank you, forgive me for not being familiar with the manners."

"Polite? Ha ha!"

The king burst into laughter.

He was a knight before the king, and a warrior before the knight.

The king's feelings for Henry Camilton now were more than just goodwill.

"If I were the one to argue with that, you'd be hung up. Where on earth are the people who refuse the king's offering?"

"…I'm sorry."

"I mean, don't be such a leech. Who did the sword learn from?”

"I learned it at the Academy."

"That's ridiculous."

The king knew. The Academy is a place to train knights, but not a place to cultivate outstanding knights.

They only poured out articles that had normal talent and had grown up through the normal process.

"Even the knights here have something of their own. That's why I was able to get here. I'm not talking about some kind of talent."

a family vision

Or the teaching that you were lucky to learn.

It was the Knights of the Crown who took elixir that ordinary people did not even know.

Of course talent was basic.

"What opportunity have you been given?"

The king asked again.

His eyes were as if he were looking at a beautifully crafted work, but Henry replied calmly.

"We have faithfully implemented the Academy's curriculum."

BJ Swordmaster

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