I Was Possessed in a Hunter Story Where the Protagonist Eats Everything by Himself - I Was Possessed in a Hunter Story Where the Protagonist Eats Everything by Himself chapter 38

038. Strike

“Hey, two-arms, isn’t that the guy from those rumors? He’s in last place….”

“I don’t know why he’s taking Professor Kang Geom-seon’s class, but what are you going to do with that guy?”

I was on my way to take Professor Kang Geom-seon’s class. I ran into Kwak Doo-pal and his group.

Since Kwak Doo-pal is famous among students who use swords, there are quite a few students who follow him.

In particular, the two guys next to me have been bullying Kwak Doo-pal even before he entered Seoul Hunter Academy.

In other words, they are very bad guys.

“How can I punish you, two arms?”

Write…

It’s a bit scary to hear such ugly words being exchanged.

“We’re not kids, so why bother George… We should just quietly go to class. Let’s come to our senses.”

“hahahaha… That’s right. That’s just what I said.”

When Kwak Doo-pal speaks with a frown, they quickly change their words to please others.

Yes, Kwak Du-pal!

How nice it is that we are trying to get along well.

Wouldn’t it be better for you to keep maintaining that stance?

“Double arms, I’m going in first!”

-Party!

As he said that, he gave Kwak Du-pal a hard slap on the buttocks.

“Um… That guy?”

“….”

The little guys look scared.

Of course, the corners of Dupal’s eyes were also trembling.

“It’s a greeting. Why are you doing this with a straight face?”

Isn’t it okay to treat Dupal, who is always doing bad things, equally badly?

When I say this, there is always a rebuttal that follows.

He said then he would become the same guy.

I see things a little differently.

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***

Professor Kang Geom-seon’s first class.

His classes are famous for their practical focus. Accordingly, classes are held in a training center rather than a classroom.

“When is the professor coming?”

“I’m so excited… It was my dream to take Professor Kang Geom-seon’s class.”

It’s worth it.

In the Worldview, Professor Kang Geom-seon is not lacking in being a top hunter when it comes to handling a sword.

More than just the skill book being excellent, the ‘sense of handling the body’ itself is outstanding.

‘I came here to learn that.’

-Shuwooung

With the sound of the door opening, Professor Kang Geom-seon came in, holding a thin, long sword in his left hand.

“Nice to meet you, everyone.”

Boeing glasses with a vintage feel,

A neat and stylish jacket and a kind smile.

Warm appearance that makes you look younger than your age.

Compared to the instructors and professors I have met so far, I am relatively normal.

‘Shin So-ah, Lee Doksa, Lee Doksa, etc.’

Of course, it is only a first impression.

Most professors in Have at least one screw missing somewhere.

“My name is Professor Kang Geom-seon and I am taking the class this semester. You are the people I personally selected. You can be proud.”

Professor Kang Geom-seon smiles.

“Thank you!!”

Kwak Doo-pal answers nervously.

Even the problem child named Kwak Doo-pal seems nervous in front of Professor Kang Geom-seon.

‘He may be a bit crooked, but he is sincere in his handling of the sword.’

But that passion never reached Professor Kang Geom-seon.

“喝!!!!!!!!!!”

Professor Kang Geom-seon’s shouting that rings so loudly that it feels like it’s ear-splitting!

Kim Si-woo’s decision – A roar that is worse than Panpagia!

“Those rash words and actions! Are you proud of yourself?”

“Huh? Professor…”

“Hemisphere over there! You need to turn around and find your own fault. You’re trying to blame others.”

“Sin… I’m sorry!”

…It’s definitely crazy.

It’s okay, if you focus on one field, it’s normal for at least one screw to come loose in your head.

“You shouldn’t be proud of yourselves yet. Don’t you know why?!”

“I… I don’t know!”

“What about the other students? You really don’t know?!”

…If you yell at me like that, no one will want to come forward.

“Good! Today’s class will not proceed until the correct answer is found.”

“Yes…?”

The students were both embarrassed and absurd at his words.

What can we do?

He was originally this kind of man.

Professor Kang Geom-seon really won’t be teaching the class if things continue like this.

Unlike Professor Shin So-ah, this is a professor that the Academy is holding on to.

He is a person who has nothing to regret, so he can stick to the teaching method he wants.

‘Still, I have to go to class. ‘Because I don’t want to waste time.’

Let’s tell Professor Kang Geom-seon the answer he wants to hear.

Thinking like that, I opened my mouth.

“Because skill books are not everything in swordsmanship.”

“Ho-oh, if you take away skills from hunters, what’s left?”

Professor Kang Geom-seon questions my answer sharply.

“The first important thing in handling a sword is skill, but next is the body. A strong body! Repeated mastery of the sword!”

Mastery of physicality and repetition. This is so obvious.

However, there are times when such obvious words do not become common sense in .

In the world of hunters, the mainstream is skill omnipotence, where skill is everything. If you have a skill with a sword, the main focus of Is to train the skill itself during the time you hone your body and swordsmanship.

‘In fact, there are cases where it is more efficient.’

“What is your name?”

“…This is Kim Si-woo.”

“Ha! You were Kim Si-woo’s student.”

Professor Kang Geom-seon smiles as if he is a little surprised when he hears the name.

“I’m glad that one student with a brilliant mind came in this year. That’s right, the important thing is the body!”

His words make the atmosphere a little strange.

Professor Kang Geom-seon is actually a body! Flesh! For such an emphasis, it seemed like a fairly small body.

‘If I were to be honest, he looks more subtle than a muscular pig.’

But, Professor. He is also a professor at the National Seoul Hunter Academy.

He’s got something as certain as a screw missing from his head.

-Too-doo-duk!

As Professor Kang Geom-seon applied strength to his body, his shirt tore and his body was exposed.

“Mi… Crazy…!”

“Crazy Muscle!”

The reason the body looked particularly thin was because of the thick clothes.

I knew that Professor Kang Geom-seon had an amazing body, but I never thought it would be like this.

“A long time ago! How did our ancestors survive against countless beasts and monsters in ancient times?

Skill? This is nonsense. Strong endurance and the power to throw something!

Do you understand? Bursting triceps! Vast lats! The lower body seems to have been pushed into the ground! A heart that provides strong blood flow! “All of this comes together to create a sword.”

After saying that, he looked at the students and asked.

“Now do you know what I want to say? No matter how strong it is and how many skills it has, if the person using it is weak, it is just a glass cannon.”

“What’s important is your body, not the skill book… Thank you!”

Kwak Doo-pal answers right away.

Oh my.

Why are you acting recklessly again?

Professor Kang Geom-seon’s smiling expression instantly changed into that of a goblin.

“喝!!!!!!!!!!”

Professor Kang Geom-seon is a more unpredictable person than anyone else.

It’s best to avoid answering as much as possible, two-armed.

“How can skills be meaningless? Skills are 10 times more important!”

Professor Kang Geom-seon looked at Kang Hwa-yeon, who was quiet, and said.

“Our Hwa-yeon?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“You can call me uncle like before!”

“…I’ll call you Professor.”

…I wonder if I’m crazy.

What is that friendly tone?

I need to correct this.

Professor Kang Geom-seon has two screws. Two are missing.

“There is no skill book that has a great balance between attack and defense! No! There is, but not you! Even Ganghwa-yeon, the senior, came to my class to make up for the lack of physical strength! So, it makes sense that you don’t even train the physical body with the skill book that is lacking. It works!!”

“….”

At those words, several applause could be heard for Ganghwayeon.

No, he definitely didn’t come with that intention.

“And student Kim Si-woo.”

Yes?

“Student Kim Si-woo only has one skill book. Even the skills he has are poor. Nevertheless, he only has the desire to become stronger! I am saying that everyone should learn from his passion and enthusiasm!”

Small applause can be heard from everywhere as Professor Kang Geom-seon speaks.

Why do you sprinkle salt on painful wounds?

***

“Ha…Ha…”

As expected, the first day was all about hitting the training scarecrow like crazy.

But you can’t play vainly.

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I must do my best to reveal both the weaknesses and strengths of my poor talent.

‘That’s why my hands are hitting so hard.’

Unlike me, whose feet are soaked with sweat and blood flowing from my hands,

The students around me are either taking it easy and playing, or are already exhausted and taking a break.

“How long are we going to do this?”

“This kind of training is meaningless. I came here to learn skills…”

“No matter who sees this, it’s just going in circles…”

“Just pretend to work hard…”

Of course, there are students who have doubts about training whose meaning is unknown from the first day.

The only ones who are still hitting without stopping are Kang Hwa-yeon and me.

“As expected, Hwa-yeon! Your posture is also great.”

“Thank you.”

You’re so f*cking cowardly, Kang Hwa-yeon.

Why do I get such good reviews on my previous turn?

They are compared.

Professor Kang Geom-seon passed by Ganghwa-yeon and approached me.

An opportunity to receive lessons from the greatest authority on swordsmanship.

I need to be able to show everything I have as much as possible.

Thinking like that, I mustered up all my strength and hit it as hard as I could until the last drop.

“…You”

Professor Kang Geom-seon pauses when he sees me.

That’s right!

I’m not good enough! If you still accept it, give me proper lessons!

-Tak!

At that time, Professor Kang Geom-seon caught the sword that was being struck down with his fingers and said.

“That’s strange”

Yes?