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54. Festival (2)
Lee Se-jung didn’t like it.
The flow of the battle world class 1.
‘How could it be so different from what I expected?’
Lee Se-jeong was in a state of genuine anger.
She was the so-called scion of the house.
She was the son of , Who entered one of Korea’s top three companies.
And I received a lot of support as much money as I did. So it got stronger With twin swords, the number of users is remarkably small.
A very special case of congenital ambidextrousness.
Because she was physically well-balanced, the dual swords shone in Lee Se-jeong’s hands.
And by entering the combat class 1, he even proved the fruit of his talent.
So, of course, she knew that she would emerge as a divinity, receiving the attention of all hunter-type members in Korea.
Sejeong Lee becomes a hunter and kills the monsters that come to her gate. Rather than sealing the dungeon, she just wanted to be famous.
And I didn’t think that this emotion was so filthy. It’s not a sin to want to be famous because she’s good at it.
But let alone attention, I couldn’t even put my name on the news.
Lee Do-jin, the representative of freshmen in the first year sitting in the third seat in front of the second row, drew attention.
-Lee Do-jin, a freshman at Iroas Academy, won the entrance exam with a wooden sword. An interview with a cadet who took the entrance exam with Lee Do-jin, the representative of freshmen.
From the moment the results of the entrance exam came out, he was noticed by the media. And he vehemently rejected it.
I must have received numerous interview requests.
All outsiders, including journalists, are strictly prohibited from entering the interior of Iroas Academy.
‘That bastard must have blocked all attention to the source.’
Like a guy who came to the academy just to learn. Still, he didn’t feel jealous.
Lee Do-jin.
He was so overwhelmingly superior. He couldn’t even have a feeling of jealousy.
After seeing the majesty in the simulated dungeon test, all the useless spirit of victory evaporated.
Even with Lee Do-jin.
The expected list of top cadets has all been twisted.
All the information that was gathered to strengthen friendship among prominent people has become useless.
Except for Kang Chan-hyung, the youngest son of King Kwon, who is the master of the giant guild And one of the Ten Zones. All expectations were wrong.
‘Baek Hwa-yeon as well. The same goes for Jia Ryu.’
Those who didn’t even graduate from Awakened High School were eating at the top ranks.
Baek Hwa-yeon was a disciple of Swordsman. Ryu Ji-ah was a genius who achieved the level of being called a family alone without a being worthy of being called a teacher.
And the fact that both of them are close to Lee Do-jin was something you could tell just by watching from a distance.
‘Even if the academy doesn’t go as expected.’
Wouldn’t it go like this from one to ten as expected?
‘I have no choice but to prove it in the untitled.’
In the final non-music festival, hunter-related people are invited as audience.
Lee Se-jeong gnashed her teeth. Ironically, she loves to be in the spotlight, so there was no anticipation in her head for the festival next week.
***
Friday.
It was the day I received lessons from the instructor in charge. Lee Do-jin headed to the sword ghost’s mansion according to the explanation of swordsman Yu Seol-ah, who told him to go to the sword demon’s teaching today.
A gymnasium in the mansion of the sword demon Jeong Yong-ha.
Jung Yong-ha was facing Lee Do-jin.
Compared to Lee Do-jin, who was wearing a black suit, Jeong Yong-ha was only wearing a black uniform.
Live.
The murderous spirit that Jung Yong-ha spewed out was sharpened to the point where it was hard to feel the living flesh flowing from the body of an old man who could see nothing but terribly skinny muscles.
I was ready to cut Lee Do-jin right in front of me.
In Lee Do-jin’s whole body, murderous spirits gushed out.
Jeong Yong-ha raised the corner of his mouth.
“As expected, you are a very interesting guy.”
Black swordsmanship wrapped around the longsword in Jeong Yong-ha’s hand.
“I’m not suppressing my fear with fighting, I’m really emitting fighting.”
The air shook with Jung Yong-ha’s footsteps.
“The name of my sword is Mangyang.”
The Longing Sword.
The sword demon’s chanting continued.
“My swords were mixed a lot for survival. The four-day sword method and the elimination sword method. All the sword techniques my men learned were mixed. Inside the tower, we exchanged each other’s swords in a situation where no one knew who would search. That’s what I spit out now. It was not a very beautiful sight to say the least.”
I had to see Dojin Lee.
The clear anger in the old man’s blurry eyes.
“Literally. It was something I did to live. It was a struggle to help more people survive somehow.”
So that even one more guy can survive.
Even now, Jeong Yong-ha did not avoid the faces of the men behind Lee Do-jin. He couldn’t dodge. After all, these illusions were seen every day.
The psychiatrist said. It’s a PTSD-induced hallucination. Jeong Yong-ha decided to shoulder this illusion. He considered it a punishment of his own making.
“The guy who wrote poetry as a hobby saw my sword mixed with dead subordinates and gave it a name. The name is Homecoming.”
The old man laughed bitterly.
“And the poet also died the next day.”
Even so, I did not intend to abandon the name of the sword technique.
Fixed Jeong Yong-ha’s longsword.
“Your swordsmanship is excellent. Unlike me, who ate various things, your swordsmanship has a proper group. But Seol-Ah says he has never seen the being who is presumed to be your teacher. It’s surprising. Am.”
There was no way I could find a teacher. Because all of Lee Do-jin’s teachers were in the world of Mistiltein.
Only Jung Yong-ha, who was trying to teach Lee Do-jin something, was exhaling in reality.
The sword demon held a long sword.
Lee Do-jin fixed his wooden sword. A coolness permeated the air.
Quack!
The two swordsmen kicked the ground at the same time. Black light and white light collided. The arms and legs of the two warriors did not stop.
Kagagagak!
A cool dance was performed. The sword wind scratched the ground and walls several times.
Lee Do-jin felt it.
The Sword Demon in front of you is speeding up to you.
However, in the eyes of quite a few masters, both of them would only look like blurry afterimages.
The Ten Zones.
There was a level from the world to the warriors included in the Ten Zones.
Those who have entered the transcendent realm.
Lee Do-jin had already entered the transcendent realm.
The reason why he still couldn’t keep up with the speed of the sword demon was simple.
Lee Do-jin was a fledgling rookie who had just entered the realm. This is because the Sword Demon is the most ancient being at the top of the transcendence realm.
Zeuong!
The swords continued to collide. The black light and the white light met to form a wave in the form of a gray light source.
The Sword Demon began to speak to her. Even though he swung his sword restlessly with the body of an old man, his breathing was not disturbed at all.
“I’ll say it again, your swordsmanship is excellent. Your stabbing and slashing are the trick to unifying the swords. But with that alone, it’s going to be hard to equal you or fight your superiors.”
Of course, there are probably less than 100 of them in this world.
“It’s because your inner strength is still only 3 stars. What I can help you with most in the short term is footwork.”
Lee Do-jin was surprised. This is because Jung Yong-ha perfectly pinched out what he was feeling.
“The footwork takes up half of the sword. That’s only natural. Because the feet and the sword move together.”
The sword ghost slowly widened his distance from Lee Do-jin.
“Look.”
Lee Do-jin followed the Sword Demon’s words and carefully watched his footwork.
The shadow that had formed on the sword demon’s toes bent in an instant. Like the full moon.
“I just sprouted momentum at the tip of my toes. The momentum containing the will to kill you.”
Jung Yong-ha’s body shook. At the end of the afterimage. Another afterimage bites.
But there was no sound from those footsteps.
“This is my intention. The momentum I raise on my toes distorts the shadows. And if I awaken the momentum a little stronger, my body looks distorted like a ghost.”
Intention.
One of the miracles accomplished by unmanned people who have reached the transcendental realm.
“Clear all your common sense.”
The sword demon’s body stretched like candy.
Ka——An!
The sword demon’s longsword stopped around Lee Do-jin’s neck. Lee Do-jin managed to get the sword back.
“An unmanned person who enters the transcendental realm begins to do the impossible. It destroys common sense one by one.”
Kagagagak!
The blades of the two swords violently supported each other.
Sweat formed on Lee Do-jin’s forehead.
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It distorts this world not with prayer, but with momentum flowing through the body.
It looked like a monster.
A smile formed at the corners of Lee Do-jin’s mouth. Couldn’t his true teacher, Sword Emperor Dan Chun-wu, have done this?
That can’t be.
The last herbivore of the Yeokcheon sword seen by Dan Cheonwu.
It wasn’t to the extent of distorting the world, it was to the point of erasing a world.
‘Even if I told you, you wouldn’t have even noticed.’
The Reverse Sky God has reached 3 stars.
Due to numerous actual battles, the swordsmanship itself has become far more proficient than that, so it is understandable.
Then the conclusion was simple.
All you have to do now is absorb that thing from the sword demon.
That terrifying power.
“What’s your name?”
“Remembrance of souls.”
“It suits you.”
Lee Do-jin’s eyes were burning with passion for learning. The Sword Demon laughed.
“Anyway, you’re an oddity, kid.”
Ordinary warriors get frustrated when they show such a gigantic wall.
He hesitates even if he is not frustrated.
But this guy is different.
Don’t get frustrated. It doesn’t even hold back.
I was thinking of breaking down that wall right away.
At the tips of Lee Do-jin’s toes, momentum rose. The shadow tilted very slowly.