9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 134

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Episode 134

Episode 55. Cramming Training (4)

Sword Eye was one of the least difficult to learn among Zac family’s decisive battles. Other decisive moves, such as Sky Split, were originally a skill that could only be realized with tremendous repetitive training and understanding.

However, Yuma had a history of similarly recreating even that splitting sky just by looking at it a few times.

For Yuma, the transfer of Sword Eye itself was not a problem.

“What I will pass on to you is Sword Eye and ‘Storm’.”

“’Storm’? Is it another decisive battle for the Zach family?”

“no. The storm is not the result of a family history. Duran Jacques is me. It is the most powerful technique ever created by the greatest grandmaster ever.”

Duran’s tone was permeated with deep pride. To the extent that the word “strongest in history” was repeated twice.

It was a different feeling than when I was explaining Sky Split or Sword Eye. ‘Storm’ was Duran’s original technique.

“I don’t know if even you guys can do something similar in four halls, but that’s all.”

“Splitting the sky was successful after looking over my shoulder a few times.”

“Because it was a sword skill. The storm is the word…

Duran blurted out his words and flew into the middle of the training ground in an instant.

It was to widen the distance with Yuma. The storm was a technique that could not be shown by being closely attached.

“It can only be unfolded with the greatness of the body.”

Parching!

Sword eyes were activated in Duran’s eyes. The two eyes shining with the pointed cross-shaped aura were similar to those of a demon.

Unusual power was gathering towards Duran Zak. So much power gathered that the entire ground in the training ground began to twist into bizarre shapes due to the waves of the Auror.

It is like an infinite stream of water being sucked into a whirlpool.

Yuma swallowed and opened his eyes. Dozens of large Aura spheres were wrapped around the master’s body.

Soon, dozens of aura spheres shattered and permeated into the flow of power that wrapped around Duran’s body.

Auras were flying in the gusts artificially created by Duran Zach.

Auras rushing in all directions, emitting sharp light like a block of diamonds. Duran’s ‘Storm’ was not a decisive battle, but a beautiful piece of art.

Yuma seemed to know why Duran had named this technique Storm. The decisive battle that the teacher is now unfolding is literally a natural disaster brought to life.

Primitive people from the southern continent might mistake Master for a god now. Yuma’s hands were sweating.

As much as that, the technology that Duran was currently using was far beyond the common sense of the Aura framework.

It seemed that the archmage, who used the power of nature infinitely, was unleashing a fatal disaster, not a warrior using an aura.

Yuma, who usually treats his teacher like a comfortable uncle, also realized that he was a great grandmaster at moments like this.

“Kaaaa!”

As Duran shouted with all his might, the auras gathered in the storm exploded. A hot wind whirled around the entire training ground several times. Yuma had to hold on to the food he had brought so that it wouldn’t fly away.

It was difficult to see because of the dust and the golden aura that crackled like lightning. In the aura that raged like a gust of wind, Duran’s figure could only be confirmed as a silhouette.

The aura that spread out around Duran slowly started to get smaller. At first, it was the size of the entire training ground, but now it’s about ten paces around Duran.

However, the decrease in size did not diminish the majesty of the storm.

The storm has not been reduced, but compressed. A much brighter and more expansive light than before was shining in the dust.

Dismissed! Paperweight! Whoa!

A whirlwind of aura surrounds Duran. The whirlwind rose fiercely around Duran as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Duran, who had cast a storm, had a completely different atmosphere than usual.

Although he did not hold a single sword, Duran was proving with his whole body that he was the strongest knight on earth.

A deep and magnificent power.

Yuma came and looked at the teacher standing in the whirlwind with respect.

“Decades. It is the same technology as the destination of my enlightenment.”

Every time Duran took a step, the storm that wrapped around him moved along. The aura of the storm was distorting space throughout the flow.

Duran stands aloof in a space that is constantly twisted and unfolded.

Even if he stretched out his hand now, this entire training ground would be destroyed in an instant. Yuma knew that Duran didn’t even have to demonstrate how to destroy something with a storm.

Even if his skin was slightly caught in that storm, the human who dealt with him would surely be sucked into the storm of aura and disappear without a form.

Yuma was the only person who could say goodbye even after seeing this technique in person. So far, everyone who has seen Duran’s Storm is dead.

Wearing a storm, Duran was a walking disaster.

It was because he was Duran that he did not suffer a single fatal injury even after destroying the Kingdom of Kozel with his own strength.

Imagine Duran holding a starbuster with the storm unfolding. It was by no means an exaggeration when people expressed that ‘it is impossible to die unless you commit suicide’ about Duran and Hugo.

“Can you do it in three days?”

“I was careless. It will take four years, not three days.”

It was unreasonable to replicate the great achievements of a grandmaster that took decades to accomplish in three days. I wasn’t sure if I could achieve even half of the storm by sticking to my practice for four years.

Can it be achieved even if it takes 40 years instead of 4 years? It felt like Yuma had opened his eyes to a new level. It was a level higher than the sea of aura that Duran opened during the grass leaf training.

“But… do the work. Or maybe half of that.”

Indeed, the answer of an arrogant disciple. Duran grinned and observed Yuma’s breathing.

It was satisfactory. Even when I showed him Sky Slicing and Sword Eye, Yuma only showed a sour reaction. As if I could do that as long as I learned.

But now the disciple was breathing heavily as if excited. It must be proof that this technology is greedy and crazy.

“Even if you could use these powers to their fullest extent, your enemies in the world would be considerably reduced.”

Whenever Duran spoke like that, Yuma had replied, ‘The world is wide’. But this time I just nodded my head in agreement.

Indeed, if he could fully control that power, it seemed that few humans would be able to defeat him.

Out of nowhere, a sense of triumph arose. Yuma wanted to master that power and defeat countless strong people in the wide world one by one.

It would have been so if it had not been for the mission as a time traveler to prepare for the dragon horse war. However, it didn’t matter if he couldn’t perform samurai training.

The demon generals are so strong that even Duran was killed. It would be enough to grow enormous power that would surpass even Duran and kill them directly later.

“Go to work. Disciple, do you know? You always make this master’s heart pound. If anyone else had answered that, I would have snorted. In exchange for that arrogance, I’ll cut your throat.”

As Duran regained his strength, the storm quickly dissipated. The immense power that was extremely compressed disappeared like a crab hiding its eyes. The eyes, which had been shining brightly when Sword Eye was activated, returned to their original form.

However, the training ground was a mess as if a typhoon had swept through it.

“Whoa…. after a long time, it’s getting out of hand. I look old too.”

Duran was sweating all over his body. Storm was a burdensome skill for even a grandmaster to use for a long time. It seemed that his swollen muscles would tear through his clothes and be exposed at any moment.

“My disciple.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I can hold this technique for up to two hours.”

A whopping two hours! Yuma’s pupils widened.

“But really, if you play for two hours, no matter how much you do, you can’t avoid death. Normally, half of it is the limit that does not gnaw on life force. Even if I cast that much, I don’t have the strength left to lift a finger.”

For a moment, Yuma imagined his master collapsed from exhaustion. It was an awkward picture that could not be drawn at all. The phenomenon of exhaustion is that you can’t get along with that monster.

“Are you really collapsing after an hour and you can’t do anything?”

“yes. I have to lie in bed for a week. Eating 50,000 kinds of health food.”

Suddenly, Duran laughed and slapped Yuma on the shoulder.

“That is the variable. Even a grandmaster like me sometimes collapses from exhaustion.”

“It seems far-fetched. What is the variable of being exhausted?”

“haha. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen you do something stupid like that. Strength is the process of reducing the possibility of defeat by that variable.”

Yuma’s eyes lit up as if he had realized something.

“When you reach the level I am, there are fewer variables to the extent that you have to express it as forced. No matter how careless I am, if I fight one-on-one, can I be defeated by you now?”

It couldn’t be. Although Yuma is located at the top of the food chain among the warriors, he is still not good enough to beat Duran.

“In general, there are many variables in a fight. Mental health, carelessness, etc… That’s why sometimes the strong lose even against the weak. Of course, it’s a story that hardly works for a human like me.”

Yuma realized his master’s intentions.

“You mean to create a variable in the fight against Heize.”

“Yes. It is true that you guys have achieved tremendous achievements for your age. But no matter how much you use dragons for a month, it’s impossible to defeat Heize with pure skill.

He is the imperial sword.”

Since Sugar Rollmandi, Rollmandi is the best spearman. Heize Rollmandy’s level of spearmanship was never something that young geniuses could face.

“Is the technology that will be the variable storm?”

“Yes. Even though he’s old and dirty like a snake, he’s genuine when it comes to martial arts.

If you can even spread the storm, he will never escape.”

It means that if Heize only confronts him without avoiding it, there will be a variable. Yuma nodded and agreed with his teacher.

It’s impossible to become stronger as rapidly as during the blade of grass training, but at least you can prepare a trump technique to give Heize a shot.

“In order to unleash a storm, the activation of Sword Eye must precede it. There’s nothing wrong with sod eye. You can unfold it only if you learn how to synchronize your aura with the blood in your body.”

Of course, even that was no big deal to those who received the blessing of Aura like Yuma. Ordinary warriors couldn’t even properly distinguish between the aura and blood in their bodies.

I also had to check if Yuma’s body could withstand the use of Sword Eye. However, Duran had a corner to believe in this.

“It’s not Sword Eye, it’s the storm. Do you remember the blade of grass practice?”

“How can I forget that heinous training?”

An evil smile formed on Duran’s lips.

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9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

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