Academy’s Power Master - Academy’s Power Master chapter 92

Second Assault (4)

After the battle with Murn Hopper, Hayes left to help others.

Kang! Kaang! Kaga River!

In the peaceful graduation ceremonies, the sound of knife-wieldings could be heard.

In fact, there was no such thing as sword wielding, because only one of them was using a sword and the other was using magic.

“Death Arrow – Multiple.”

“… … !”

Kwagwagwagwang!!!

Dozens of arrows of death made by borrowing the power of death.

They flew towards Ren and Karl Ernore, and at the same time they devastated the surroundings.

As the energy of death pours over the platform, wood shards scatter around, and Ren and Karl Ernorr face the attack, hardening their faces.

However-

“I look so incompetent that I can’t even help!”

woo woo woo-

The mana flowing through Karl Ernor’s elegant blade eventually turns into a long sword and cuts down all the fragments.

As the coming-of-age ceremony was just around the corner, he held fewer swords than the knights who did not let go of their swords even after they became adults, but the talent of Karl Ernor, the eldest son of the prestigious Ernore family, was not better than them.

A little less than 20 years.

Even though it took 10 or several years, Karl Ernorr believed in his talent and lived a leisurely life, nor did he harm his body by overtraining his body.

As if repaying Karl Ernor’s efforts, his sword succeeded in blocking the black magic of Banshee Fullen and the damage caused by it.

“… … Isn’t it shameful that it sucks up all the support and resources and that growing up comfortably is only secondary!”

Of course, Bensie Fullen was right.

Carl Ernor.

As the eldest son of the House of Ernore, he was gifted with quite a bit of talent, but it was due to his pedigree and all the support he received came from the House of Ernore.

The fact that he lived a life of support and life incomparable to that of Banshee Fullen, who belonged to the Fallen aristocratic family, Fullen, was like saying that he had less talent than Banshee Fullen.

of course-

“If you would be ashamed to say that there is someone more talented than you, I would have hung my head right away.”

Karl Ernoir calmly accepted such criticism.

Ren and Hayes.

Their talents, who must have lived in a harsher environment than their own, were so great that they could not be compared to Bensie Fullen.

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Jae-in Park.

A curse and a blessing, it was a trait that provided a short lifespan along with outstanding talent.

Of course, as it is a reality, it is close to innate nature, but even at such a young age, there is a reason why Bensie Fullen overwhelms Karl Ernorr even though there is no clear support.

However.

Suga Gak!

“There is a noise. do you know hunger Do you know the pain of practicing swordsmanship with a branch because you don’t have a sword?”

“… …ね!”

The being in front of him is the one who will become a swordsman in the future.

Ren was there.

commons.

Fallen No matter how much the nobles fall, they are better than the commoners.

As it is said that three generations go even if the rich fall, the family of Bensie Fullen collapsed, but it was still enough to make a living, and with the support of the Hopper family, the predecessor of the Destruction Church, it was because they built a pretty decent growth environment.

But it wasn’t Ren.

“I held the sword because the swordsmanship wielded by the village soldiers was cool.”

Aww!

The reason for holding the sword for the first time was simple.

A young child held a wooden sword because the swordsmanship wielded by the village soldiers was cool.

That was the moment when Sword Saint Ren took the sword.

Shabby but for a sure reason.

“I held the sword and swung it until calluses formed in my hand. There was no medicine for the bar, so I had to let the scab harden. Do you know how hard it is for a child’s mind?”

Common people always dream.

A dream of becoming a nobleman, a knight, or a wizard.

It was the same with Ren, who first grabbed the sword, and now he has the ability to mislead any knight, but his overwhelming talent and strong mental power that does not stop in the face of suffering was the backing of his current position as a commoner.

So Ren asked Bensie Fullen.

“My talent is greater than yours, but my efforts and circumstances are also greater than yours and it was difficult.”

“… … Shut up!”

4th and 2nd grade.

A confrontation between the 4th graders, who are about to graduate, and the 2nd graders, who are now about to graduate.

To be honest, the latter is not so overwhelmingly disadvantageous, so it’s no different than a situation in which defeat has become a foregone fact—

Suga Gak!

Ren rather overwhelms Banshee Fullen.

Every time the sword is swung, the air in front is cut, and the black knights who are rushing fall down like a pile of straw.

Banshee Fullen’s powerful magic didn’t stop her from doing much while being blocked by the flying tribe Karl Ernor.

Close-!

Bensie Fullen, who pulled out the black ring that had been dug in the back of the molar, bit it without hesitation.

Fuhua aah!

huge magi.

An unimaginable, gigantic magical energy that could wrap around the auditorium at once exploded from Banshee Fullen.

It was a huge amount of magic that not only ordinary people, but also even a few warlocks could handle—

“… … great.”

Only Banshee Fullen, who possessed a body called the Dark Magician, was able to withstand it.

Of course, his poor physical condition took even more damage from this, but he didn’t care at all.

In order to achieve his purpose, to kill Ren, unaware of his hard work, Bensie Fullen clenched his teeth.

“You kill.”

“… … If you can.”

Despite the fact that Maggi’s black, shiny eyes stared at him as if he was about to kill him, Ren calmly dismissed those gazes.

As if to give it a try, Bensie Fullen violently vomited magic towards Ren, who was waving his sword.

Whoa!

Magi, large enough to cover the auditorium, move wildly according to the will of Bensie Fullen, aiming for Ren and Karl Ernor and flying in.

Of course, most of the attacks were aimed at Ren, and Karl Ernore was a secondary target, but even that was too heavy for Karl Ernore.

“… … sorry.”

“it’s okay. What you have done so far is enough.”

Realizing that he was no longer helping Ren, but rather helping him, Karl Ernorr blushed and apologized, but Ren didn’t care.

In a situation where a brilliant warlock named Bensie Fullen risked everything he had to attack, even taking strange drugs, it was strange for him to have an ordinary Karl Ernorr help.

‘If there was Heize… … It was good, but I can’t help it. No, if Heize had been there, I would have been the assistant.’

laughter came out.

Carl Ernor.

The fact that they were from commoners was superior to those who had talent, had a good family, and had a good teacher.

And in the gap of talent that he had never felt since holding the sword, Ren couldn’t help but smile.

“What is funny!”

Feeling that he was laughing at him, Bensie Fullen shouted and manipulated the Magi, but the smile on Ren’s lips didn’t seem to disappear.

In fact, it was a normal story.

huge magic?

great talent?

All of that didn’t turn out to be that scary in front of Ren, or in front of Ren who had seen Heize.

bang!

Banshee Fullen’s magic was heavy.

‘Heize’s fists are heavier.’

But Heize’s fists were heavier.

Kwagwagwagwang!

Banshee Fullen’s magic was fast.

Dozens of completed magic flew in before even the blink of an eye could blink.

‘Heize was faster.’

However, the speed of Heize’s fists was faster.

Bensie Fullen was powerful, but Ren fought daily against a more powerful enemy, tasting the bitterness of defeat and the sweetness of victory.

So Ren did not stop and proceeded.

Suga Gak!

Magi’s waves swirled and turned into sharp tentacles and flew in, but Ren’s sword ripped them apart.

Faster, stronger.

Magi’s waves grew bigger and bigger and showed faster and more powerful attacks, but that attack was overshadowed by Ren’s as well.

one two three four.

The sword strikes are getting faster in line with the increasing number of tentacles.

And at the end-

spatula!

“… … Great!”

“You finally got it right.”

There was Bensie Fullen.

Hiding behind the waves of Magi, Bensie Fullen staggers back through a deep wound.

Whoa!

Bensie Fullen stepped back and vomited more and more mana and magic.

If Heize was in this position, he could see a new change, Magi: S-, in Bensie Fullen’s status window, but Ren did not back down.

👌👌👌👌

The more you have, the faster you cut.

The stronger you get, the stronger you cut.

Although it is a simple answer, many people who cannot come up with that simple answer become frustrated, succumb, and lose.

But Ren was different.

He was able to increase his speed with more tentacles, and he balanced his power by pumping muscles and strengthening his body with mana to match the stronger tentacles.

As the battle progressed, it is natural that the weight of balance began to lean more and more toward Ren.

squeaky-

The moment Magi’s waves faltered for the first time, and Ren’s muscles pumped wildly.

Boom!

Ren’s new model flies towards Bensie Fullen as it is with an explosion that sounds like the floor is exploding.

The terrified Banshee Fullen manipulated the waves of Magi to stop him, but—

👌👌👌👌

There was no answer as the waves of Magi were only lightly slashed as the sword light was scattered.

All he could do was make Ren, who was approaching him, arrive a little late.

“Ahhh!!!”

Seeing Ren who had almost arrived, Bensie Fullen vomited out his wrath and vomited everything he had.

Dozens of black magic, wild waves of magic, etc.

Bensie Fullen used everything he could to attack Ren.

However-

“Heaven Sword.”

“… … !”

Whoa!

The moment Ren’s sword spewed out a bright beam of light, everything disappeared like a ghost.

blue sky.

It was as beautiful as looking at Ren’s black beautiful landscape painting that was reminiscent of it.

“ah… … Ahh… … .”

Seeing the beauty that seemed to wash away his darkened heart, Bensie Fullen did not say anything, but only groaned and exclaimed.

like that-

🤩🤩🤩🤩

Ren’s Celestial Sword, representing the blue sky, was reconciled with a Thousand Sword and ripped the Banshee Fullon to shreds.

After slicing the waves of Wren’s black magic that were divided into hundreds and thousands, he cut through the black magic, and reached Bensie Fullen to give him rest.

The commotion inside was able to subside only after the sword light filled the auditorium and tore the black barrier blocking the outside.

“… … Are you really a sophomore?”

“I will be in third grade soon.”

“That or that.”

“Well, let’s go first. It might collapse here soon.”

Karl Ernorr, who looked at him with an absurd look at him, who was unconcerned even over the overwhelming sight he had created, asked the reason.

“Why are you so calm?”

“Well, if it were Heize, would you have been able to create the scene I made with just one punch?”

“… … I have nothing to say.”

Hayes.

Realizing that Ren was calm because he thought he would have arranged the situation more easily and concisely than he did, Karl Ernorr had to leave the auditorium without saying a word.