Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 131
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Episode 131
Horse swordsmanship.
A highly difficult technique that allows you to freely use weapons such as swords by floating them in the air.
And it was a skill that Youngsoo had from the beginning.
However, it was a skill that I had never used before obtaining the Blood Jade.
The first reason was that there was no need to use this skill.
Because I’ve never met an opponent who would make me have to use my sword skills.
And the second reason, which is actually really important.
It was because of the lack of mana.
Swordmanship is a skill that consumes a surprisingly large amount of mana.
Even if you mobilize an external mana battery, it was a skill that couldn’t be used for more than a few seconds.
For this reason, all upper-level skills that consume large amounts of mana, including swordsmanship, were virtually sealed.
However, the blood energy that Youngsoo possesses now is more than 100,000 times his existing mana reserves.
And blood is a power that can be used as an energy source to replace mana.
Energy was left over.
So now-
“I can use this kind of swordsmanship as much as I want.”
Master!
The 205 weapons that Youngsu had launched with his swordsmanship all aimed at Mu-gang.
Youngsoo said.
“Thousand Swords? Well, it’s just a fancy-sounding sword technique. I can do that too.”
It was a transcendent sight.
The world of martial arts is a place where even someone who can wield just one sword is considered a master of the highest level.
However, Youngsu was handling over 200 swords alone.
But at that sight, Moo-gang laughed.
I had no choice but to hit it.
Because he himself was handling 1,000 swords at the same time.
Moo-gang said.
“Don’t be a guest. Do you think that you can stand against my Thousand Swords Fully Opened with just 200 weapons?”
“You’ll know when you try it.”
“under!”
Moo-gang aimed the sword he was holding at Yeong-su.
Sword.
A thousand swords began to fly towards Yeongsu.
Shushu shushuk!
Youngsoo wasn’t flustered.
Yeongsu also fired his weapons against Mugang.
Shhhhh!
A sharp, piercing sound that seemed to split even the air particles apart.
Over a thousand weapons clashed in the air.
Kagagaga river!!
There was a loud metallic crash that seemed to rip my eardrums.
They were not mere swords and spears.
Each and every one of them is wrapped in dense blood.
Because every time the weapons collided, a violent shock wave erupted.
A shock wave so strong that the ground would split apart.
Quagwagwagwa!!
Swordsmanship vs. Swordsmanship.
A clash of forces far beyond common sense.
But something was strange.
The fight is not over.
‘what……?’
In fact, if you look at the quantity alone, it was a fight that should have ended a long time ago.
200 sacks vs 1,000 sacks.
A simple calculation shows a five-fold difference.
Even if the weapons that collided were destroyed one-on-one on both sides, all of the weapons on the leader’s side should have already fallen.
But that wasn’t the case.
The 200 or so cavalrymen of Yeongsu were actually pushing away those of Mugang.
‘what……?’
Chaenggang!
Pervert!
The swords of Mu-gang that collided with Young-soo’s weapons were breaking in the opposite direction.
‘Why… … ?’
The reason was simple.
Because Youngsoo’s weapons were much harder and sharper.
‘I knew this would happen, so I took everything with me when I left Gojongmyeong’s house.’
The 205 weapons that Yeongsu brought were part of King Gojong’s collection.
Gojongmyeong is a man who used the tiger living in his family’s ancestral grave as bait to steal weapons from numerous warriors.
That’s why he threw away the worthless weapons and kept only the precious and valuable weapons.
These are only items that are considered to be treasured items or luxury items.
On the other hand, most of Mugang’s swords were just ordinary objects.
In addition, since these items had just been in a war, their durability had been greatly reduced.
That’s why it broke as soon as it collided with Youngsoo’s weapons.
And another reason why Mugang is being pushed out.
‘The gap in experience.’
No matter how much Mu-gang is the Sword Master, today was the first time he had used the sword technique of controlling 1,000 swords at once.
On the other hand, Youngsoo had used hundreds of swordsmanship techniques dozens of times in the game.
The gap created by that difference in experience was greater than I thought.
Kagagagang!!
The ranks of the Thousand Swords began to gradually break apart.
Nevertheless, Mu-gang calmly regained his composure.
‘Yes, your swords’ performance and control are much better.’
one…….
‘It will be difficult to overcome the difference in quantity.’
Moo-gang’s thoughts were true.
200 sacks vs. 1,000 sacks, a five-fold difference in quantity.
Even if Youngsu’s cavalry destroyed half of Mugang’s swords, the number of swords remaining was more than twice that of Youngsu.
In addition, the durability of Youngsoo’s weapons was gradually decreasing.
‘It doesn’t matter if I use up all 999 of them. As long as I can stick just one into your neck, that’s enough!’
Kagagaga River!
As Moo-gang predicted, as time passed, Yeong-su’s side began to be pushed back again.
But Youngsoo didn’t care at all.
In the first place… … .
‘I didn’t think that swordsmanship could inflict significant damage.’
But he had to figure out how to deal with the rain of knives pouring down on him right now.
OMG-
Youngsoo injected mana into the weapons he controlled.
And skill, activation.
—-
[Skill] ‘Blast Smash Sword’ activated.
—-
A technique that detonates a weapon, causing damage to a large area around it.
About 200 weapons controlled by Youngsoo exploded in the air at the same time.
Pubbubububu!!
Fireworks made of iron rather than gunpowder.
Shock waves bursting, flying shards of metal.
The collection of items that King Gojong had collected throughout his life exploded like firecrackers.
Of course, the swords of Mu-gang that were caught in the explosion were also completely shattered.
Only then did a look of embarrassment appear on Moo-gang’s face.
“What… what… … ?!”
This concludes Youngsoo’s swordsmanship skill.
At the same time, the Heavenly Sword of Mugang was also destroyed.
This neat double-crossing plan seemed to have put an end to the long-range artillery battle between the two sides.
It wasn’t one.
Youngsoo had no intention of ending his offensive here.
Master-
Hundreds of golden blades rose behind Youngsu’s back.
Short blades, each about 30cm long.
They were all shining gold.
The identity of those blades was none other than the blades of the Holy Sword.
By applying the Holy Sword’s shape-shifting function, hundreds of independent blades were created.
Shields, magic counters, portals, and even this shape-shifting ability.
The reason why Youngsoo went to all-out war with the elves to obtain the Holy Sword was because of its terrifyingly diverse functions.
“… What is that?”
Moo-gang suddenly saw Young-soo’s blades appear and let out an annoyed remark.
Youngsoo said.
“Now that I have some strength left, I can use any skills I want to my heart’s content.”
Youngsoo activated his skill.
Just like swordsmanship, it is a skill that I have never been able to use before due to lack of mana.
—-
[Skill] ‘Mancheonhwawoo’ activated.
—-
Mancheonhwawoo, a martial art that allows you to throw countless dark energy spells from all directions like rain.
The golden daggers that Youngsoo had created poured down toward Mu-gang.
Shushu shu shu!!
Mu-gang quickly deployed Cheon-geom-man-gae again to block the daggers.
But that couldn’t be done.
Because there weren’t any knives left around.
This was because he had previously deployed the Thousand Swords and used up all the swords in the area.
Of course, there were still thousands of weapons scattered across the battlefield.
But they were scattered so far away that they could not be pulled up.
“haha…….”
In the end, all he had left was a sword in his hand.
The Taekang Sword, a sword that is only passed down to the eldest descendants of the Black Shaman.
Mu-gang gripped the hilt of Tae-gang-geom tightly and muttered to himself.
‘… Did I rise to the position of Sword Lord because I can handle a thousand swords?’
no.
‘He is the best swordsman in the world because he rose to the top with just this one sword.’
Shushu shushuk!
Above your head, behind your back, in front of your eyes.
The moment when the golden blades of the Mancheonhwawoo poured down from all recognizable directions.
‘I will return to the essence.’
I am just a shaman’s inspector.
“Both directions are dispersed.”
A single sword swung against Mancheonhwawoo.
A single herb unfolded at the tip of Mugang’s sword.
Yanghaeng Heritage.
A swordsmanship that swirls with the exquisite blend of strength and softness.
The blades pouring down from all directions were instantly caught up in the sword energy and began to lose their direction.
Kwaaaaah!
A thick cloud of dust began to rise along with the strong wind.
The Mancheonhwawoo that Youngsu had developed was lost in the storm and scattered to pieces.
A short sigh escaped Youngsoo’s mouth.
‘Yes, to begin with, it wasn’t an opponent that could be caught with only long-range wide-area attacks.’
Directly confronting someone and cutting off their head or stabbing their heart with a knife in your hand.
That was the only way to defeat Mugang.
Crunch.
Yeongsu gripped the holy sword tightly again.
And he stared with tense eyes into the swirling dust.
At that moment.
Wiggle-
The air at one point in the dust was seen shaking unnaturally.
‘Over there!’
Youngsoo’s intuition was correct.
At that very point, Mu-gang’s stab came out.
Extremely thin.
A flash of light that twinkles and flashes.
A sword energy sharpened to the extreme flew in.
Quagwagwa!
Impact, scattering, cutting.
The ground collapsed and split apart around the point where the sword struck.
Its power is more than four times that of the extreme island I used earlier.
A force strong enough to crush a small hill into a flat plain.
Of course, Youngsoo had already avoided what was coming.
‘Okay, where are you?’
All that is before my eyes is a thick cloud of dust.
Yeongsu attempted to search by deploying echolocation to the maximum.
‘Over there!’
A humanoid object has been detected closing in on you at a frightening speed.
It was a no-brainer.
Kaang!!
Yeongsu’s Holy Sword and Mugang’s Taegang Sword finally clashed.
And then the clash of several agreements that followed.
Blades clashing ceaselessly, the loud noise of explosions, sparks flying in all directions due to friction.
And the flying sword cuts and the pie falls to the ground.
Quagwagwa!
Just the impact of the sword clashing devastated the surrounding area.
But up until that moment, the two had not inflicted any significant damage on each other.
‘You’re so dirty, really.’
I judged that it would be impossible to overwhelm with just pure swordsmanship.
Youngsoo started making some changes to the sword.
Kak!
Youngsoo’s sword began to break and bend.
The Holy Sword’s shape-shifting function.
Youngsoo changed the shape and length of the blade haphazardly and struck with an unpredictable trajectory.
The very same sword that drove Cheonma to death.
However, the opponent was Geomjon.
A man who rose to the top of the world with just one sword.
Kaga River!
Moo-gang instantly repelled all of Yeong-su’s transformation attacks.
At that split second when the blade transforms, he predicted the change in the blade and struck.
A prediction that is almost prophetic.
That sense of battle was so distant that it was difficult to call it human.
Of course, Youngsoo’s skills in dealing with such a person head-on had already gone far beyond a certain level.
By the way, the person who created Yeongsu’s incredible swordsmanship skills was none other than Moo-gang.
Of course, Yeongsu had never been under Mu-gang’s command.
Mugang also never accepted Yeongsu as his disciple.
But the one who learned the most from Mu-gang was Yeong-su.
The days when I was trapped in a game.
To Youngsoo, Mugang was an insurmountable wall.
A person who cannot win no matter what he does.
To that person, Yeongsu had persistently attacked him, dying and returning several times.
Cut, pierced, crushed, burst.
Even though he was dying in a thousand different ways, Yeongsu attacked Mu-gang.
Through that process, Youngsoo’s skills improved slowly but steeply.
Before I knew it, I had reached a level where I wouldn’t die from a single hit, and then I grew to a level where I could fight defensively.
Then it got to the point where it was possible to have a defensive battle.
Yeongsu’s transcendent swordsmanship and fighting sense were perfected through this fight to the death.
That’s why Yeongsu always called Mu-gang like this.
My fucking teacher.
My teacher, who made me who I am today, but whom I want to kill more than anyone else in the world.
‘In the past 50 years, I have never beaten you.’
But it’s the same for you too.
Even though you’ve been killing me for 50 years, you still haven’t been able to stop me.
I won’t stop this time either.
Flash.
The holy sword’s golden blade flashed with life.