Episode 182 Episode
59. Legend of the Spirited Sword (5)
King Oto revealed himself as Boras. He was about half a hand shorter than Garmund and was a bit more talkative.
He also showed a crush on Jin from the beginning, knowing what he heard from Garmund. Jin will probably never know that Garmund praised Jin until his mouth was dry all night long.
‘Looking at it, the Myungwang family has a similar feeling to big dogs.’
The Myeongwang family seen from Lapla Rosa was in stark contrast to the notoriety that had been handed down in legends. Rather than a warlike and combative side, it seemed that her simple, somewhat cute and stupid personality stood out.
Chop!
‘her!?’
As soon as they arrived at the training ground, Boras grabbed Jin by the jaw.
‘I couldn’t respond…? Oh my God, what’s so fast?’
I wasn’t vigilant, but it was a shocking thing. When Jin couldn’t hide his embarrassment, Garmund laughed as if he was having fun (he seemed to take it for granted that he couldn’t react), and Boras naturally looked into Jin’s mouth.
He didn’t try to escape Boras’ grasp. I had already experienced enough in Belize to see how great the power these kings of the Myeongwang tribe had.
“Hey, second successor. Why don’t you have a molar?”
“It is broken.”
“huh? what happened?”
“You have to let go of this for now.”
When Boras let go, Jin calmly began to explain the reason for the broken molar. The thing that broke his teeth while grinding them to cut Temar in the Great Desert.
“nice! to kill Your teeth are much harder than most monsters, but you’re saying that you’re clenched to the point of breaking? As the Faltuwang brothers said, things are things.”
“…thing?”
When Jin looked up, Garmund stopped talking while Boras continued talking behind his back with a big smile.
“No no. It shouldn’t be like that. Hehe, teeth are precious. Well, I guess I need a new one.”
Before I could answer, there was a popping sound.
Boras reached into his mouth and pulled out a tooth. It was a round, sharp, large molar.
‘crazy.’
Blood literally flowed from his mouth, but Boras was busy showing Jin the molar he pulled out.
“Look! These are the teeth that our royal family is proud of. You can chew on rocks, steel, and adamantine. Oh, of course, you have to have enough grip strength to support it, but I mean.”
“I know very well that the teeth of the Myeongwang family are strong, seeing them chewing on fragments of a sword yesterday… but why the hell…?”
“Hahaha, from now on, I’m going to cut this off and put it in the place where your molars used to be! Play with Garmund. I will come to work.”
Boras left those words and disappeared somewhere. Even disappearing was so fast that I couldn’t even see my back in an instant.
‘How am I supposed to accept this?’
Surprisingly, Garmund seemed to ignore the sudden situation.
“Is it possible to put Myeongwang’s teeth into my gums?”
“There is nothing impossible.”
“I guess you’ve never done this before.”
“no? it’s the first time Now, let’s stop chatting and start practicing. Spirit Sword Type 1 Soul Slash. Let me show you an example.”
Sreung!
Garmund pulled out a new sword and took a stand, and Jin had no choice but to follow him. I wasn’t in the mood to talk more about teeth.
“The first type of soul cutting is the beginning and end of the spiritual sword.”
I heard the same thing when I learned to liberate aura from Murakan. The beginning and the end, in fact, all martial arts were like that.
Slashing, which is the basic of swordsmanship, Piercing, which is the basic of spearmanship, and Throwing, which is the basic of martial arts. In the end, when he reached the end of the stage, it was no different from a decisive battle in itself.
“Don’t be surprised, successor.”
Whoa!
Suddenly, a dark aura rushed into Garmund’s sword. It is a deep spirituality.
Garmund moved the blackened blade for no reason and looked at Jin’s eyes. I am not a contractor, but I am also using a reiki, so why am I not surprised?
“I thought that Solderlet would of course share the power. How can you use a spirit sword if you can’t handle it?”
“Oh well, that’s… that’s right.”
I did feel a bit odd. He had never imagined that anyone other than himself, the contractor, would use the aura.
“You want me to show you.”
“I got it.”
Garmund, who changed his eyes, radiated power like a storm. Jin, who instinctively decided that he needed to increase the distance, quickly took about twenty steps away from him.
The upright sword body glowed black as if it would burn anything.
Eventually, the blade fell like a thunderbolt, and in an instant, a black flash engulfed the air in front of Garmund.
Garmund’s soul slash made no sound.
There is no sound of pongong that cuts through the air, nor the sound of friction caused by sword blades scratching the stone floor. There is only an infinitely unfamiliar darkness for those who can’t handle the aura.
Slap!
After the action, the first sound was heard. The floor of the training ground burst and cracked on impact, and small fragments were flying wildly.
A fifty-foot-long sword scar was left behind.
After finishing the soul slash, Garmund shook his head as if regretting it.
“How are you?”
“It’s fast, big, quiet and strong.”
He replied calmly, but Jin was thinking of Luna’s sword, Jeokwol.
‘It was like a miniature version of the red moon. However, it seems that the physical burden is much lower than that of Jeokwol, and if you use it continuously…’
Unmanned soldiers under 7 stars will not dare to take it.
“What I showed was about 50% power. That’s why it’s only half the size of the sword mark that Temar left as soon as he completed the Soul Slash.”
“By the way, didn’t I say that cutting the soul is the beginning and end of a spiritual sword?”
“It did.”
“Then, does that mean that leaving a sword mark of about 100 steps in this training ground is the limit, even if you do a great soul slash?”
Then Garmund burst into laughter.
“If you only cut the soul, that is the limit. However, when you reach the end of the martial art of the spirit sword, cutting the soul is not a swordsmanship, but a power.”
“What if it’s power?”
“Why is the name of the first type of soul cutting? You can take the life of an opponent weaker than you at any time. Even if his absolute power is higher than yours, he cannot avoid or prevent cutting his soul.”
It was a strange story that I don’t immediately understand now. It was too early for Jin to think about it, as it was an area that not even Temar could reach, let alone the fighting god class.
“You have to realize the feeling that the aura and the sword become one. As for what that is…”
“There is one thing I couldn’t answer when I just asked about your impressions.”
It’s fast, loud, quiet and strong. Besides that, there is one line that Jin forgot.
“I am used to it. If it wasn’t for the spirit breath sword, I would have been able to imitate it right away.”
“Ohh… explain.”
Garmund was no longer shocked by Jin. It was because it seemed that there would be nothing strange about this guy even if he did everything well.
Garmund clapped his hands when Jin told the story of Muron’s Hell Gate and Goltep’s hammer cut.
“okay! It’s that feeling. Is it accurate? It seems that the little guy got into a tough fight outside and accidentally achieved the 1st Spirited Sword. It’s a way to replace the belief in cutting with a spell…”
Pair! Garmund clapped his hands again.
“You’re right, now I know. Let me show you again.”
The reason for demonstrating one more time was no different.
Rather, it was because Garmund had gained enlightenment through the conversation with Jin. This time, Garmund, who was performing the Soul Slash, was muttering something.
You can cut that. It is to memorize a spell in the same way as Jin.
As the blackened sword dyed the air again, this time it left a sword mark of about 80 steps.
“Oh oh! That was it!”
“Aren’t you supposed to let me know? Do you think it turned out the other way around?”
When Jin laughed, Garmund smiled awkwardly.
“Actually, since I’m more familiar with the Myungwangsword than the Spiritual Sword… the Spiritual Sword is ineffective for me.”
With a grimly satisfied face, Garmund did well to express inefficiency.
“Now say that. Aren’t you a teacher?”
“You are good and I am good too. So don’t be angry and try to overcome the spirit-sucking sword. If I overcome that, I’ll be able to complete the Spirited Sword Type 1 in no time. Then, the King of Death brothers will come to find us right away.”
“I feel like I’m losing somehow.”
“It’s just a feeling.”
“Show me the Myungwang Sword, then.”
Now, Jin was more interested in Myeongwangsword than Youngsword Type 1.
“That doesn’t work.”
“Why not?”
“You are not our brother yet.”
“I’m going to spread rumors to the other members of the Myungwang clan that you learned the first spirit sword from me.”
“You dare threaten me…? King of Arms, Garmund!”
Garmund screamed and slammed the floor with one foot. The floor cracked and the air became heavy in an instant.
‘Rather, the feeling of intimidation is stronger than when the spiritual sword is unfolded.’
But it was a bluff. It is a bluff that is no different from the anger of children who have been caught wrong.
When Jin glared at him with the same energy, Garmund shrugged as if he had lost.
“Only once.”
“great.”
The reason Jin is obsessed with Myeongwang Sword wasn’t just because it appealed to him more than the first meal of the Spirit Sword.
-When the training of the Death Fighting Brothers is over, sparring with ordinary warriors will begin every day. Before that, it would be better to entice the Garmund brothers and take a look at the Myungwangsword.
-You just have to show it, Tantel.
-It should be at least the Tuwang brothers so that later, when the Tushin brothers ask what kind of guy showed them, there won’t be any confusion, right?
The conversation I had last night bothered me, so I decided to take a look. I didn’t know that the right opportunity would come so soon.
“From now on, I’ll show you one thing with the most basic style of Myungwangsword…”
That’s when Garmund began to adjust his posture with all sorts of condescension.
Dada da da da da da da!
From far away on the training ground, someone was running, raising a cloud of dust. O2 King Boras, who left earlier to cut his molars, has come back now.
“Unfortunately, I can’t show you.”
“I’ll see you later.”
“Now there is no time for you and me to be alone. It’s not that I don’t want to show it, but I can’t help it.”
“It’s demeaning.”
Boras approached right in front of me and stuck out his teeth. Unlike when it was first pulled out of Boras’ gum, it was just the right size to fit Jin’s broken molar.
Chop!
Seeing Boras grabbing his chin with light-like hands, Jin stuck his tongue out.
‘I must learn to move like this from this person. By the way, can I just accept something that was someone else’s tooth like this?’
It was also a bit embarrassing. But before he had time to refuse, Boras was already driving new teeth into Jin’s gums.
“Hehe, you will like it very much, successor.”
Sook.
It was rooted in the gums like a molar being resorbed. Just as he was about to frown at the strange foreign body sensation, Jin realized that a magical reaction was taking place in his new molars.
‘Isn’t it the same as when the runes were manifested…!?’
The magic is starting from the molars. And the magic, shockingly, seemed to be of the ‘memory transfer’ kind.
The forms of the Myungwang sword were rushing into Jin’s head, riding on his molars.
