I went to school for nothing (15)
Lesson 4. Rebellion – 3
Rumors quickly spread throughout the school.
Dokgoyeon and Ortima’s sparring was being broadcast in real time on the intranet, so by lunchtime there was already no one in the academy who didn’t know Dokgoyeon’s name.
“A friend named Ortima seems to have been the best prospect in the first year. But since I had a close relationship with him, the value of my name has no choice but to go up.”
“No, there was at least one more useful person than that. in that class.”
Dokgo-yeon, who occupied the seat next to him instead of Wright, refuted Ban Yu-won, who summed up the students’ chatter on the free bulletin board.
“I thought you could find it.”
“I’m preoccupied with your sparring.”
“Then it can’t be helped.”
The distance between Dokgoyeon and Banyuwon was reduced compared to the morning hours.
Ban Yu-won wanted to secure an appropriate distance, but it was accurate to say that Dok-go-yeon ignored it and was closing the distance.
Thanks to that, the distance with Ruchel, whom I had barely wanted to be close to, grew farther away.
It was because Ruchel was now openly afraid of Dokgo Yeon.
I can’t even imagine how the two of them could live in the same room.
“More than that… I’ve been talking a lot about you.”
“Yeah, since I can’t beat you, I guess they’ll beat me instead.”
One desperately ran away from Dalian, and one pushed the first year’s top prospect.
Since both of those people are special archetypes of the same lower dimension, how much do people talk about them!
“There are a lot of people here who don’t know how foolish it is to judge without seeing it with your own eyes…” “
Thank you for praising me, but it’s true that I’m still a jerk. Let’s see in a week.”
Ban Yu-won responded lightly and ate the crispy bread spread with the jam he brought.
Seeing the jam, Dok-go-yeon changed his gaze.
“It smells very sweet.”
“Want some?”
Instead of answering, Dokgoyeon slipped out the bread that was on his plate.
As Ban Yu-won smiled and applied a spoonful of jam, Dok-go-yeon carefully brought the bread to my mouth and carefully opened her mouth to bite it.
“…!”
The moment I tasted the jam-covered bread.
The cross in her eye went round and round.
I was scared at first, but after watching it a few times, I got used to it.
Dokgoyeon, who chewed and swallowed it, handed out the remaining bread and asked for it.
“Can you give me more?”
“It’s not very expensive.”
In fact, the price is higher than expected because it is concentrated with extracts from tens of thousands of fruits, but it is cheap if you buy Dok-go-yeon’s favor.
More than anything else, it was so sweet that just one teaspoon of it was enough to feel the ecstatic sweetness.
“This is really… I’ve tried all kinds of sweetness in Joongwon, but this is a special class among them… Is it your ability?”
“that’s right.”
“It’s interesting. … very interesting.”
No, can’t you just say thank you?
I don’t know why every time at the end, I look at him with the expression of a lion hunting for such a prey!
But what was even funnier than that was Wright and Ruchel, who were secretly holding out bread toward him from the other side.
“I’ll give it to you, so don’t look at me so desperately.”
“Sorry, it just smelled too sweet.”
“thank you…!”
As soon as the jam was applied, Light and Ruchel, who quickly bit into it, drooped their shoulders with expressions as if they had reached paradise.
“What kind of taste is this….”
“It’s the fruit itself. The essence of incredibly delicious fruit…!”
In the meantime, Ban Yu-won flinched at Ruchel’s unexpectedly penetrating remark.
Of course, the jam he just took out and shared with his classmates is the elixir he made at the previous house.
In sharing it with his classmates, there was also a calculation that there would be nothing wrong with the people who should grow with him in the end, becoming stronger.
“I feel like I got something very precious.”
“Because it is a team. Good things are meant to be shared. You can see it as a return for the favor you showed me this morning.”
“Hmm, but it’s too much…”
Ban Yu-won thought that he should share jam with his classmates every day.
Even if it is only a beginner elixir, it will be helpful if you eat elixir steadily.
More than anything else, since you can go out regularly, you should be able to make elixirs here as well.
‘Maybe I can try to increase the effect by adding several other concepts.’
Shall we look around the market today and find a material with a good concept?
With that thought in mind, I closed the jam and put it in my inventory, but Dokgoyeon clapped her hands.
“I’ll teach you how to like it.”
“huh?”
“It means that I will teach you a martial art in return for the elixir I received.”
“Elixir?!”
“Khehe.”
Light, who is startled by the word elixir, and Lucille, who hears Sarae.
As expected, she was surprised to find out, but Ban Yu-won refuted.
“It is not very valuable. The effect will be negligible.”
“Of course it is minor. However, elixirs that increase their full potential without side effects are extremely rare. Of course… I’m not just going to let you know. Can I get some of that in the future?”
“That’s what I was originally going to do.”
“also. Then, let’s start right away with Kim’s mind. … that would be fine.”
Before he knew it, Dokgo-yeon stood up after emptying the tray, grabbed his student ID, and disappeared there.
I left without answering, so I can’t hit this with the wind.
Ban Yu-won put the remaining ham in his mouth and hurriedly followed her to Yumina’s classroom.
Light and Ruchel, who were left alone in the dark, looked at the food tray they had left behind and stood in a daze for a while, but recalled the word Dok-go-yeon had said earlier, called the elixir, and sighed and took them together.
* * *
“Nobody is there. It’s also wide enough to move your body.”
Dok-go-yeon, who had arrived earlier and was tapping the air, murmured contentedly, then looked back at Ban Yu-won and said,
“I know you are growing fast. Maybe even in practice. I decided not to ask where you did the actual battle… Is it your ability or talent that changed your body posture in one day?”
“The ability is great. Maybe even talent. I don’t know if that’s a talent for you or not.”
“Commonly, literacy is called talent, but those who want to practice martial arts need only the ability to remember what they have seen without forgetting it. Above all else, there is too much education that needs to be preceded to teach martial arts with a fixed form and ceremony…”
Dok-go-yeon raised his index finger and pointed it at Ban Yu-won.
“First of all, this one.”
jig slowly.
However, in the process of his powerful fingers slicing through the air and reaching right in front of his eyes, Ban Yu-Won did not dare to move and just stared at it.
[Coffin (貫)]
A movement with the meaning of penetrating through only one point.
If it continued forward, he could be sure that his eyes and head would be pierced.
Ban Yu-won was immersed in the depth of the concept of ‘derived from human motion’, which he felt for the first time in his life, and could not come to his senses.
“liar.”
The fingers had already been withdrawn.
Dokgoyeon laughed happily and said.
“Are you going to denigrate yourself when you have a talent for instantly understanding a group of people who have only been shown it once?”
“…Okay, I’ll show off from now on.”
Ban Yoo-won, who had barely regained his sanity thanks to her talking to her, jokingly responded, and Dok-go-yeon laughed and explained further.
“sting. It doesn’t matter what you open each sword spear with, but what I just showed you is the most basic and ultimate ‘meaning’ of stabbing. How many times do you stab it, where do you start poking it, what do you imitate and what kind of energy do you stab it with? There may be countless applications, but this is the ‘basic pole’. Do not forget it.”
“The pole of the basics…”
Maybe that’s the concept?
The concepts that Banyuwon deals with also all start from one central meaning, but many other concepts can be created by mixing or adding other things to it.
However, ironically, in Dokgoyeon’s movements, which trained only one concept to the extreme, I felt a much deeper power than a concept created by mixing many things.
‘It means I shouldn’t just focus on mixing concepts too much.’
Of course, what should not be misunderstood is that the action Dok-go-yeon showed is not the general definition of stabbing, but Dok-go-yeon’s definition of stabbing.
There are many Chinese characters that mean stabbing, but why did Ban Yu-Won catch the word 貫 in her movements?
That’s probably because, for her, stabbing is a sure-fire move that pierces the target.
‘This is better for me. Strong is the best.’
Banyuwon took out a sword from his inventory and held it.
Dokgoyeon nodded, stepped aside, and gestured at him, demonstrating a gesture of condolence once more.
Seeing the attack coming at him and seeing the action of stabbing into the air gave another realization.
“Can I do it now?”
“It would be completely impossible.”
“If I could completely copy it, the years I had accumulated would have been meaningless.”
Dokgoyeon laughs as if she is telling a funny joke.
When she smiled quietly, it looked so beautiful that it didn’t bother me at all that her pupils were crosses.
“Whoa.”
Beside him, Ban Yu-Won raised his sword, took a deep breath, and stabbed it while staring at a point in the air.
Once again and again.
At first, it was a grievous level where no fragments of true intention could be felt, but in the second, the thrust suddenly gained momentum, and in the third, the concept of coffin was clearly felt.
– Wedge!
And the fourth air was ripped apart and made a noise.
However, compared to what Dokgo-yeon showed, Ban Yu-won, thinking that it was still hemostasis, frantically uses the sword again…!
“stop. I can’t control the intensity yet, so the room will be damaged if I keep going like this.”
Before screaming, Dokgoyeon grabbed his arm.
The repetition of the cross in her eyes growing and shrinking was very strange.
Dokgo-yeon asked Ban Yu-won, who was gasping for breath to withdraw his sword.
“You remember what I showed you? Test the rest later in a larger area or against an enemy you can kill.”
“okay.”
Ban Yu-Won nodded his head impatiently.
As he did so, several notifications of the Babylonian code appeared before his eyes.
[I succeeded in observing and understanding the concept of movement and melting it myself, and the depth of my eyes became 110.] [Realize and learn
the concept of martial arts. Swordsmanship (劍術) is absorbed as a sub-concept of martial arts.]
[Realize and learn the concept of crown (貫). The depth of the coffin is 16.]
’16?’
After sparring with my sister like that, the swordsmanship that absorbed concepts from the goblins all day yesterday was 14.2?
Ban Yu-Won hurriedly read his body code and checked the ‘Martial Arts 36 [Swordsmanship 20 Crown 16]’ section and let out a saliva.
Even though it was spread with a sword, the coffin became a separate concept from swordsmanship, and the two were combined to form a martial art.
It was surprising that his swordsmanship had grown close to 6, but…
To put it somewhat hastily and fragmentarily, his fighting skills had more than doubled at this moment.
However, unlike Ban Yu-won, who was full of joy, Dok-go-yeon’s feelings seemed somewhat complicated.
“I never imagined from the beginning that he would show his true intentions that would not be swayed by the shape of a weapon.”
“Ah, so it is.”
Dokgo-yeon wondered when Ban Yu-won nodded admiringly, realizing the reason why the concepts of swordsmanship and crown are separate from Dok-go-yeon’s words.
“hmm?”
“No, nothing. I think I was able to accept it as it was because you showed me how to move without being bound by a weapon.”
“To show it is not enough to understand it in its entirety, and even unfold it. You really take my soul out of me just two days after meeting you.”
“It was a really good lesson. Leave the elixir in the future.”
“I made an unexpected loss.”
Dokgoyeon grumbled and withdrew from him.
And then
“So I will make up for that loss in the future. Be prepared.”
“Eh.”
He left the words that made me afraid just by hearing them and disappeared on the spot.
Only then did Ban Yoo-won realize that lunch break was coming to an end, and he hurriedly wrote his student ID and left the classroom.
‘Let’s go to the same classroom anyway. …Hmm, I think the afternoon lectures are mostly written.’
Since I was just sitting and listening to the professor’s lectures, there would be no quarreling over sparring like in the morning.
Of course, Banyuwon knew well that things would happen only when he thought so, so he decided to prepare for the minimum.
