I Became a Munchkin Spirit Sorcerer at the Academy - I Became a Munchkin Spirit Sorcerer at the Academy chapter 34

34 – Kwon Seong, Rasputin – 2 (Illustrated)

“It’s such a terrible contrast, cold and heat. It makes for a pretty interesting match.”

“It’s a pretty fun stage.”

The boiling momentum begins to collide with each other.

The steam that filled the street was swept away by the momentum and began to thin out, and the only people left in the steam were Harvey, Rasputin, and the three-legged crow looking at this confrontation.

The two walked slowly towards each other with a cruel smile on their faces, and as they got closer, they launched a blow at each other.

Harvey used his super strength to swing his great sword at Rasputin, and Rasputin swung a fist filled with cold mana towards Habba.

“hahahahaha!”

“Fall down, Rasputin.”

Wow!

Countless amounts of steam are created from the point where each blow meets the other, the branching point at that moment.

The remains of the building, unable to survive the aftermath of the impact, are blown high into the sky by the wind, and the three-legged crow’s head flutters dizzyingly.

Jjijijijijik!

Jaeaeang!!

The horrifying sound of steel scraping and clashing against steel echoes from all directions.

However, their battle, where they exchanged dozens of blows in just a few seconds, left viewers amazed.

Couuung.

Vibrations begin to echo from all directions, and the commotion continues.

“That’s pretty cool! Kid!”

“Should I just do it for you?”

“hehehe..a fierce battle like this isn’t bad.”

Rasputin laughs loudly, shaking his beard as if he enjoyed the battle with Harvey.

A person who is the entire authority of the empire and has mastered the single thought as a fist.

Although his personality was broken and he went crazy in the process, his fists were showing a level that could not be surpassed.

A true strongman who did not use any swords, spears or other weapons, but took the supreme position of the empire with only his fists.

A master and pinnacle of martial arts that has never been seen in history.

A person who pioneered and walked his own path because no one else followed the path of authority and precedent.

He was a hero who crushed demonic beasts and protected the empire with his fists, but now he has become a drunkard and a scoundrel who wanders around the kingdom’s slums.

However, his fist contained the determination of a fist that had not yet withdrawn.

Quang!

Rasputin’s wind sweeps through Harvey’s body.

A cold chill that seeps into your bones and a bitter gust of wind that tears your skin.

The attack unleashed by someone who has reached that level can in itself take a person’s life.

In Harvey’s case, he was able to survive with the self-healing skills unique to youkai, but if it were a normal person, it was clear that he would have frozen on the spot.

Bah!

Rasputin’s fist lands on Harvey’s face.

At the same time, Harvey’s greatsword also grazed Rasputin’s stomach.

Cooung.

Harvey flies far away, pushed by Rasputin’s power.

However, Harvey’s face was not distorted due to pain, but was filled with a smile.

“Sigh.”

Harvey spits out bloody spit and looks at Rasputin.

Rasputin, who had been cut by Harvey’s great sword and was bleeding profusely, was clutching his stomach with his right hand.

“How about it? How does the cutlery taste?”

“It stings. It’s the first pain I’ve felt in a long time.”

“It would be dangerous if blood continued to bleed.”

“It’s nothing but excessive bleeding. More than that…”

Rasputin looked at Harvey with eyes full of curiosity.

“It’s so cruel.”

“Insolent, who did you learn swordsmanship from?”

“You know what to do with that.”

“Child, there is nothing human in your swordsmanship. It must be the swordsmanship of a demon. Tell me, who was your teacher?”

“If we have to be honest, it’s not like he’s human.”

A sword technique created solely for slaughter.

To be precise, it was close to a technique created spontaneously through Woonggeomgwi’s learning and habits.

Exploiting gaps, mixing in attacks, and countering to neutralize the opponent.

Swordsmanship solely to trample on the opponent.

It was the same swordsmanship that just moments ago, he was not at all intimidated by Rasputin’s blow and instead swung his great sword and inflicted a wound.

Row after row.

Blood was pouring out non-stop, as if a vein had been cut.

However, Rasputin didn’t care at all and opened his mouth to Harvey.

“So, kid, who on earth is your teacher?”

“You seem like a crazy inspiration.”

Madness was the driving force that moved Rasputin’s old body.

You must know what you want to know, and you must take what you want.

That’s the way he lived, the northern tradition.

A world where only the strong have everything.

“You better worry about excessive bleeding, old man.”

“Huh? Oh, you mean this?”

Red blood constantly flowing from Rasputin’s stomach.

Blood was dripping down and forming a puddle under Rasputin.

“This is nothing. You little brat.”

Zzzzzzzz.

Rasputin puts his right hand to the wound.

” her. “

And Harvey couldn’t help but be impressed by Rasputin’s subsequent actions.

“You seem like a crazy inspiration.”

“hahahaha!”

Cold, bitter cold enveloped Rasputin’s wounds.

The injured area was frozen.

A simple yet ignorant method.

Since the cold comes from pure mana, there is no need to worry about wound contamination.

Excessive bleeding was stopped immediately.

For Rasputin, an old soldier with know-how and experience accumulated through many years of experience, minor wounds were nothing.

“Now then, let’s fight in earnest!”

Jijijijik.

In the end, Rasputin takes off all his clothes.

At the same time, Rasputin’s body comes into the sight of Harvey and the Three-Legged Crow.

“He is a man who has walked the path of Sura.”

“…Seeing it in person…I’m going crazy.”

Rasputin’s body is full of only muscles and scars.

The scratch with a sword was basic. Some part of the skin was necrotic and dark red, and there were many places where it was torn or gouged.

It is truly the ideal body of a soldier who has spent his entire life on the battlefield.

“These scars are my medals!”

An achievement of refusing a medal bestowed by the emperor of an empire.

His strong will and numerous scars are his pride and pride.

Shoot aaah.

Cold air begins to rise from Rasputin’s body, and at the same time, armor made of ice begins to cover Rasputin’s skin.

Accordingly, Rasputin’s gauntlet also gradually begins to change.

A gauntlet given directly by the Emperor of the Empire.

The essence of the imperial family, in which glory, honor, and everything else are condensed.

Although it has descended from the empire’s intellect, Rasputin’s gauntlet has still forgotten its former glory.

The gauntlet, a brilliantly shining beam of cold energy, soon transformed into a huge fist covered in ice.

“hahahahaha! Let’s start again, you little boy.”

“Okay…let’s do something.”

Sigh.

Harvey throws the greatsword to the ground and pulls out a sword from behind his back.

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Black blood filled the ground, but Harvey didn’t care and pulled out his sword.

Eventually, a sword was held in Harvey’s hand.

“Hmm? It’s a different sword this time.”

” of course. “

It boils up the knowledge of Unggeomgwi.

At the same time, Harvey’s shadow also begins to fluctuate.

Visual awareness expands and the door connecting spaces slowly opens.

The memories and experiences of Woonggeomgwi are overlaid on the body.

During his lifetime, he was a wandering swordsman who wandered around looking for the strong and a swordsman with a stellar karma.

A priest who ascends carrying wealth and sits on the second seat among the swordsmen of the seven hills.

Colorful white hair, glowing red eyes.

The image of the moon, which carries the same fate as the stars, and a woman wearing star earrings overlap.

“This is a vow, an oath between you and me that can never be broken.”

Recite the starter word.

A magic ritual to inherit the memories of the Unggeomgwi who has not descended into this world.

The medium is the sword and totem of the Great Sword Demon, and the perfect sword resonates loudly.

“I sincerely hope that you will give me strength.”

After that sentence, Harvey’s consciousness began to gradually fade.

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A cluster of light becomes brighter in the darkened field of vision.

When she opened her eyes, what greeted Harvey was a space of great darkness and the embodiment of the most brilliant memories of her life.

The constellations that decorated the sky were twinkling and the moonlight was shining on the ground.

“You came in correctly.”

A trial and training to gain talent from Woonggeomgwi.

A space completely disconnected from the present world, Harvey intentionally entered the space of Unggeomgwi.

I committed an expedient by using the connection between the worlds of imagery and the master/slave contract made between the food spirit and the magician.

Harvey arrived at the space safely.

“Are you here?”

And beyond the horizon, a black-faced black-faced dog trots towards Harvey.

With his pure white hair fluttering, the Great Sword Demon held his sword in both hands and was radiating force towards Harvey.

” you? “

“Did you at least want to hear the name ‘master’ from a swordsman who walks the path of the sword?”

“It’s not that.”

“It seems like an unknown person.”

Dangling.

At that time, a sword fell in front of Harvey.

” This? “

The sword was radiating hot heat, as if it had been quenched a moment ago.

Harvey held the sword in his hand and slowly raised his head to look at the Great Sword Demon.

And the posture of Unggeomgwi in sight.

As a swordsman, Unggeomgwi held his sword correctly, pointed the tip toward the sky, and looked at Harvey.

“Take up your sword, you. I have been defeated before, but this time will be different.”

” …However much. “

Likewise, Harvey takes his stance with the tip of his sword aimed at the sky.

It is not a monster that pushes the opponent with muscular strength and explosive power.

The opponent was Woonggeomgwi, a swordsman of the stars who carried the karma of the stars.

“To gain skill, there are trials. I will deal with you as a teacher, not as a master and servant.”

“Please be kind to me.”

After Harvey said those words, the new form of Unggeomgwi disappeared from Harvey’s sight.