Episode 420
“I told you to rest, but what kind of sparring is it all of a sudden!”
Martha frowned as she watched Raon and Muston descend into the snowfield.
“Why are you fighting with a bastard who’s been rude even once?”
She muttered that it was pointless and clicked her tongue.
“I guess that old kid did something.”
Burren narrowed his eyes as he looked at Muston.
“Old man? Aren’t you an old man?”
“He’s older than us, but he acts like a child.”
“Oh that’s right. It just feels like a whining kid.”
I laughed, saying that Martha’s behavior was so childish that I couldn’t see it.
“Ugh.”
Runan was sticking out his mouth with his arm hanging over the wall, as if he was not interested in fighting.
“There is no ice cream shop…”
“You idiot! It’s winter all year round here, and it’s a battlefield, so you want to sell ice cream!”
“Martha, a demonic woman.”
It was a tease that had nothing to do with the current situation, but tendons sprouted from Martha’s forehead.
“You sleeper!”
“Martha is weak. I cry and fall down every day.”
“OK! If you want to die, I will kill you!”
Marta leaped like a frog and lunged at Runan.
“Oh oh!”
“Fighting with Team 1 and Team 2!”
“This might be fun too!”
The Gwangpungdan shook their fists as they saw Runan and Martha begin to struggle with their teeth.
Even though Raon and Muston’s sparring begins soon, his face shows no tension. It meant that they fully believed in their own diligence.
Raon stood on the snowy field with the unconditional trust of Gwangpungdan.
Muston approaching from the other side rolled his murderous eyes.
‘If anyone sees it, they’ll know I’m wrong.’
It was absurd that he first quarreled with her and then sent her eyes like that. I knew he was jealous, but I didn’t expect him to be that crazy.
‘I tried to be patient, but this time I crossed the line.’
He tried to get over the right fight because he had received a lot from the Sword Demon, but he couldn’t stay still even after hearing Rimer mocking him.
“It is as you say. It’s true that our Danju is an idiot.”
Raon put his hand on the blade of the Jecheon Sword and smiled softly.
“But only Gwangpungdan can say that. How can we? You don’t deserve to say that.”
A cold chill slowly rose from his light smile.
“I’ll do the snout training that Rektar-sama couldn’t do.”
“I told you not to say Master’s name!”
Muston screamed and drew his sword. Terrible momentum arose from the blade aimed at this side.
“good. You don’t need any warm-up exercises.”
When Raon twisted his mouth and pulled out the Celestial Sword, Lars jumped out of the bracelet.
-That’s a little dangerous.
Lars glanced at Muston and patted his lips briefly.
‘What’s dangerous?’
-The feeling of jealousy that was written on him has become quite poisonous.
‘Poisonous?’
-Emotions such as anger, indolence, and jealousy are related to the primordial power of humans and demons, but that guy’s level of emotion is right before reaching that primordial part.
Lars shook his head, saying that Muston’s head must have been a problem from the beginning.
‘doesn’t care.’
Raon aimed at Muston with the Celestial Sword and rolled up his mouth.
‘Because if it fits, it will be fixed.’
-what?
‘There is a saying that if something doesn’t go as expected, think about whether the hawk is not enough.’
– Is there such a thing in the world?
When Lars tilted his head awkwardly, Muston moved first.
Tuong!
Muston kicked the ground violently without showing any spirits. quick steps. In an instant, the guy rushed right in front of me and raised his sword.
‘It’s fast. It’s just…’
Just be fast.
Muston was focused on speed, so he couldn’t focus on swordsmanship.
Raon raised his sword towards Muston’s sword, which fell like a thunderbolt. There is no need to wield it.
It was because it became a thick wall just by leaving it in place with the heavy sword wrapped around it.
Whoa!
As if Muston’s sword had not received power, he was blocked in front of the Celestial Sword and could not move forward.
“joy!”
He drew back his sword as if expecting it to be blocked and twisted his waist to strike it from below. The blue river air shimmering on the blade created a huge wave.
‘Is this the original swordsmanship I learned?’
Looking at the intense light that spread out, it seemed to be the bright red sword, one of the sword demon’s ascending sword techniques.
Within the blade of light that he wielded, there was a pre-sword, a strong sword, a quick sword, and an absolute sword.
cooong!
Raon stepped on Jin-gak with his left foot and recited the mantra of the mad sword.
He stretched out his Jecheon sword with explosive muscle strength coming from his thigh muscles and the enthusiasm of a cartoonist running through the mana circuit.
Whoa!
The Celestial Sword, imbued with heavy power, struck Muston’s sword at once. His wrists tilted like a sailboat being hit by a wave.
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Muston, whose mouth was wide open.
‘Is this weaker than I thought?’
no i’m stronger
It seemed that there was a difference in rank from before because he had risen to the highest level of Master and received the advice of a Sword Demon and had grown to the achievement of swordsmanship.
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
Muston gritted his teeth and tightened his shaking wrist. After forcibly stopping the tremors, he unleashed sword strikes loaded with strong energy.
‘I’ll cut off that swordsmanship this time.’
Taking a step closer to Muston, she raised Glacia. The energy of frost blooming from the fingertips was released with wind.
Kyaaaaang!
The skill of the absolute sword contained in the snow wind blade scattered Muston’s form and caused a huge shockwave.
“Keugh!”
As Muston widened his eyes at the bounced sword, he struck the guy in the stomach with his left fist.
Wow!
With a roar like a drum exploding, Muston ricocheted violently and rolled across the floor.
‘The reaction is quick.’
As if he was not a disciple of the Sword Demon for nothing, Muston defended himself by creating a wall of aura in front of his abdomen the moment he was punched.
“Turn it off!”
Muston’s shoulders trembled, but he gnashed his teeth without showing it.
“Uh how…”
“What is it? Because you are weak.”
Raon lightly shook his left fist and approached Muston.
“Don’t be afraid, wake up. Because I haven’t even started yet.”
I pushed the ground with my right foot. Taehwabo moves gracefully. The ground caved in and I could see Muston’s bewildered eyes before I knew it.
Chiririling!
The sharp edge of the Jecheon sword was placed on the blade of the Jecheon sword. The fangs of the beast, which became even sharper, revealed a ferocious life.
“Keugh!”
Muston hurriedly backed away and unleashed a sword strike. Even in the middle of the urgency, his sword attack had proper power.
However, a proper sword at the level of a bastard.
The mad sword was wrapped around the magic of the quick sword. The red-hot blade gained speed and pushed hard against Muston’s sword.
Aww!
It was a clash of power and power, but the result was too easy.
Hot!
Muston’s sword strike showed a breakdown and ricocheted off as if it had hit a wall, and the Jecheon sword extended without any roughness.
Wow!
Raon lay down the blade and hit Muston’s shoulder just as the Celestial Sword was about to decapitate Muston.
Wow!
Muston flew like a rubber ball and landed on the floor. A huge hole was dug in the ground, and the snow on the floor flew into the air.
Grasp!
I pulled Muston’s head, which was not fully awake, like a radish.
“Keep it off…”
“Isn’t it the end already?”
When Raon threw Muston like a rock, he staggered to his feet.
“Of course!”
Muston lowers his stance and raises his aura to full power.
Koo Goo Goo!
The waves of the blazing river melted the snow fields and twisted the air flow.
‘One Auror is great.’
Like a disciple of a sword demon, he ate the elixir like water, and he felt tremendous energy.
“But I didn’t say I’d wait for you to raise your strength.”
I stepped on Taehwa Ibo and dug into Muston’s space at once.
“You filthy bastard!”
“If you shout savagely in real combat, your neck will fly off.”
After twisting his upper body to let Muston’s sword strike flow, he hit his forehead with the blade of the Celestial Sword.
“Chehehehehe!”
Muston slumped backwards on the spot like a doll whose strings had fallen off. The shock was so severe that red blood gushed out of his mouth.
jjijijijik.
Raon approached the fallen Muston. With each step, the floor dug up and the flesh became like torn skin.
“The words that come out of your mouth cannot be taken back.”
He looked over at Muston and clenched his fists.
“Let’s get exactly 100 of them as many as you will wear.”
“Why why 100…”
“It’s my heart.”
As he tried to argue, I punched him in the middle of his face with a sword-clasped fist.
Wow!
Raon raised his index finger as he looked at Muston who was pinned to the floor.
“Now one.”
“Quaaaaaaagh!”
Muston covered his face and shivered all over.
“I’ve already hit four generations…”
“Because I can’t do arithmetic.”
Raon raised his chin, his sad blue eyes shining.
“If you don’t want to look back, count each time you hit.”
* * *
Milland and the Sword Demon looked out the window as they clinked glasses of whiskey.
“It looks like two children colliding.”
Milland moistened his mouth with whiskey and smiled lightly.
“Whoa…”
The Sword Demon let out a low sigh as he put down his glass.
“I expected it, but it’s making my appetite bitter.”
“Raising disciples is not an easy task. I understand.”
Milland nodded, saying that it was difficult in many ways when raising his heir and son, Terrian.
“Are you having a hard time?”
Rimer tilted his head as he tore the whole grilled chicken out as a side dish.
“Our Raon is doing well on his own, right? Ji gets stronger on her own and Ji takes care of the ball. Heh heh heh!”
He smiled and said, “I don’t know if you know how to be a disciple and grow up well.”
“Hey…”
Milland’s hand holding the glass trembled in anger, but he couldn’t argue.
In fact, Raon moved and grew on his own here as well.
“How did a guy like Raon go to such an idiot, even the sky doesn’t care. Isn’t it?”
He frowned and looked at the Sword Demon, but strangely, he was smiling lightly as if he was happy.
“Lektar?”
“Oh sorry.”
The Sword Demon shook his head slowly.
“Certainly, Raon is a great kid, but I like my pupil the most.”
He said that Muston was narrow-minded, but not a bad person.
“But who will win in a fight?”
Rimmer did a shoulder dance while eating a yellow apple. There was a smirk in his eyes that would ask anyone who could see it.
“Unlike the disciple, you have a bad personality to ask me knowingly. Of course it’s Raon.”
After the Sword Demon answered firmly, he drank his whiskey.
“When they were in the Aryan family, the two would have had a good match, but now there is a big difference. Muston now cannot surpass Raon.”
He sighed briefly and shook his head.
“But are you going to leave it alone?”
“Because my disciple needs to be beaten properly.”
“That’s right. I need to get my mind right now so I don’t get stabbed by a knife somewhere else.”
Rimmer giggled and nodded.
“So you mean you’ll trust Raon?”
“exactly. Even if he treats Muston roughly due to his temper, I believe that the aftereffects won’t leave any scars.”
Muston said that Raon’s temperament is warm and bright, so of course he believes it.
“Isn’t my child such a warm boy?”
Rimer trembled as he touched the eyelids that had been beaten by Raon earlier.
“The master is also a loser…”
* * *
Muston bit his lip as his hands holding the sword trembled. Raon, slowly approaching, looked like a reaper from the underworld.
‘what?’
Why can’t you stop it!
His sword strikes were torn like paper, but Raon’s sword strikes pierced through the strong air like a sharpened awl.
It’s obviously similar, but I don’t know why there’s such a difference.
‘Damn it…’
He’s been beaten over 30 times already, so his body is in a mess. It would be difficult to swing the sword if it was shocked more than this.
‘I don’t know.’
I must have learned all of that guy’s swordsmanship, but why is he being pushed back?
I learned all the flow and form by watching Raon’s swordsmanship with my master, but I couldn’t figure out why I couldn’t beat him.
“You look like you don’t understand.”
Raon came forward and raised his sword.
“If you don’t know, keep feeling it with your body.”
With those words, the bastard’s sword drops down. A sensory sword called the mad sword. It was a swordsmanship that grasped both herbivore and aura flows.
‘I can stop it.’
Since it was a herbivore with a combination of pleasure and strength, I tried to defeat it by using Absolute Sword and Yugeom.
Whoa!
I had to stop or let it go in the middle, but his swordsmanship pushed inward like a wild boar.
Obviously, the flow and form were the same, but the temperament of martial arts itself contained in it was different.
“No way…”
Muston’s eyes quivered like rain-soaked butterfly wings.
“Did you go a step further from Master’s teachings?”
Raon seems to have further developed his swordsmanship using the advice his master gave him as a foundation.
Otherwise, the current situation wouldn’t make sense.
“I guess you noticed now.”
Raon nodded calmly.
“Lektar-nim told you. According to the situation, the sensory sword can use various martial arts. Until now, I have only used swordsmanship tricks that can poke at your weakness.”
“Ah…”
Muston bit his lip. Hearing Raon’s words, he vaguely recalled the advice Master had given him by his side.
“You only focused on my sword, not your teacher, so it became that way. I told you not to approach your master, but it seems you are not listening to your master’s advice.”
“Shut up!”
Exploding the emotions boiling inside, he kicked the ground.
‘I have to see the end somehow now!’
Raising all the auras, he unfolded the feast of the bright red sword.
Pia ah!
Gwangchan Escape is a herbivorous piercing like light. It was a super-rising swordsmanship that refined sharpness, speed and accuracy to the extreme.
blatantly
The moment Gwangchan’s escape approached, Raon’s eyes were dazzled.
‘This is pretty good.’
It was the most powerful herbicide among Muston’s swordsmanships he had ever seen.
If I had stayed at Master level, I would have had a hard time thinking of ways to stop it.
“But…”
Not now.
Raon moved toward the flickering blue light and thrust out the jecheon sword.
Whoaaaaa!
The fire dragon’s breath burned from the blade and swept the sharp blue light.
Cadde deuk!
The dazzling strong energy in Muston’s sword melted and the thin blade snapped like a branch.
“Ah…”
“It’s not over yet.”
Raon got up on his knees and kicked the distraught Muston in the jaw.
Wow!
Muston couldn’t control himself and fell to the floor.
“Quaaaaaagh!”
He raised his index and middle fingers as he looked down at the screaming Muston, who was holding his mouth.
“Two now? There are still ninety-eight left.”
“What nonsense! I’ve already hit over 30…”
“I told you. Count well. You should have said how many each time you hit.”
Raon swung the jecheon sword with a creepy smile.
“If you don’t want to eat porridge for the rest of your life, bite this tight.”
I’ll get picked though.
