Chapter 806
Kwaaaaaaaa!
Darkan and Rektar’s swords collided in the center of the banquet hall, creating an intense shock wave.
Coo coo coo coo!
The table crumbled, and the food and dishes on it scattered to dust.
Jjijijijijik!
Darkan and Rektar clashed their swords, aiming for each other’s necks, without being pushed back an inch in the huge wave.
“Whoop.”
Rektar pushed Darkan’s sword away with force and let out a loud roar.
‘We have to pull the Iggyeo sword from him.’
The fact that Darkan holds a sword in his hand means that he is relaxed. We must bring out its full power as quickly as possible to end this fight with victory.
Coo!
Rektar tilted his upper body forward as he advanced. His sword became a blue flash and headed towards Rektar’s heart.
“Not bad.”
Darkan nodded his head in satisfaction and blocked Rektar’s sword strike with one hand.
“Not yet.”
Rektar was anticipating Darkan’s defense, so he slashed diagonally with his sword tilted to the left.
A heavy weight rested on the blade that created a blue trail.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
Rektar’s slash began to crush Darkan’s sword as if it would break it.
‘We must not stop here.’
In order to push Darkan, we had to go further.
Cheeeeee!
Rektar’s sword changes once again. The mountain-like weight contained sharpness and change and bent towards Darkhan’s neck.
“It’s a good life!”
Darkan briefly took a bite and flexibly received the various sword strikes unleashed by Rektar.
The blade of his sword trembled because of how strong the killing spirit was.
“This time, I’ll repay you.”
Darkan smiled darkly and thrust his sword right in front of Rektar.
His blade flashed black, and before I knew it, it was in front of Rektar’s left chest. It was a stab trained to the limit.
“hmm!”
Rektar did not panic even in an urgent situation and calmly lowered his sword. Darkan’s stab was gently shed by the blade that fell quietly.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Darkan’s sword pierced the air instead of Rektar’s heart and exploded the clouds in the night sky.
‘now!’
Rektar did not miss the moment when Darkan’s sword was pointed into the air and twisted his wrist.
His sword body flickered with blue light and fell like a shooting star. It was the trajectory of a thousand swords that combined various sword techniques with grandeur.
“hmm!”
Tendons sprouted from Darkan’s forehead. As if he thought he couldn’t properly block this sword, he let go of his hand holding the sword and spread out only his index and middle fingers.
Fuuuuuuuuuuck!
Darkan’s sword, floating in the air, spun like a thunderbolt and cut off Rektar’s slash. It was the manifestation of the Igi Gear Sword.
“You’re so good at blocking things that you have no eyes for.”
Rektar drew a distorted smile as he stepped back from the wave caused by the Iggyeo sword.
“Eyes are not important to a prosecutor.”
Darkan laughed, saying that the world he sees is different from others.
“But you are also surprising.”
He looked at Rektar and nodded slightly.
“I was planning on ending it right away if I didn’t like it, but it turned out to be far beyond my expectations.”
Darkan took a long sip as if he was excited.
“I can’t believe I’m satisfied with this much…”
Rektar straightened his back and frowned.
“Aren’t you ignoring me too much?”
“I apologize.”
Darkhan nodded as he read the fighting spirit blooming from Rektar’s whole body.
“Then let’s take it up a little bit.”
When he lowered his finger, the sword fell onto Rektar’s shoulder with a terrifying vibration.
As if it wasn’t just a vibration, it even flew into the vacuum blades condensed in the air.
Coo coo coo coo!
Rektar brought the heavy sword’s skill to its peak. He controlled the space, struck down the sword that was attacking him, and crushed all the blades of the vacuum.
Cheeeeee!
Rektar was not satisfied with that and went forward and raised his sword.
The heavy sword body curved towards Darkan’s neck with the softness of running water.
“under!”
As Darkan let out an exclamation and snapped his fingers, his Igigeore sword stuck out like an awl and blocked his own slash.
‘As expected, this isn’t enough.’
Rektar clicked his tongue briefly and tightened his grip on the sword. Changhae’s swordsmanship. Blue sword strikes resembling the sky and the sea rained down on Darkhan.
“Is it a battle of power!”
Darkan smiled brightly and threw himself into Rektar’s slash. The sword protruded in front of his chest, spewing out a magnificent light.
Wow!
Rektar’s slash and Darkan’s Iggyeo sword collided from the front, turning the ground upside down, and the mansion and surrounding buildings collapsed.
Blah blah blah!
Rektar and Darkan clashed their swords in succession amidst the shockwave, aiming to kill each other.
Numerous slashes were scattered in all directions, and a dark blue waterspout began to rise and collapse the entire Holy Sword Training.
“Keuuuuuuu!”
“Ears, ears…”
“It’s hard to bear!”
The battle between the two transcendents was so intense that blood flowed from the eyes and ears of the swordsmen who were far away.
However, none of the swordsmen left the battlefield as they were members of the Seonggeomryeon that worshiped the sword.
Rather, prosecutors who had been scattered here and there gathered together, becoming a much larger number from the beginning.
“Now that the audience is full, shall we get started?”
Darkan looked at Rektar and tilted his chin.
“Let me show you what kind of sword the Holy Swordmaster of the time had.”
His sword began to move more freely, as if it had been freed from its leash.
“Even if you didn’t say that…”
Rektar exhaled calmly and raised his sword. His eyes flashed as fiercely as the sword.
“You will find out.”
* * *
Raon bit his lip as he watched Darkan’s Igigeo sword floating quietly.
‘It’s real from now on.’
Darkan’s signature skill is Igigeo swordsmanship. If I couldn’t block that mysterious sword, victory or defeat was as clear as day.
‘Grandpa…’
Raon swallowed dryly and looked at Rektar. He, too, knew that the real fight was about to begin and remained tense.
However, Rektar was not afraid of the duel with Darkan and seemed happy about it. He was also a prosecutor at Seonggeomryeon.
Paaaaaa!
Darkan’s sword was fired at Rektar at the same angle it appeared.
The speed seems to be moving by compressing air. Before he could even blink, the sword was already in front of Rektar’s neck.
Whoa!
Rektar seemed to have maxed out his concentration and easily struck down Darkan’s Igigeore sword.
Whoa!
However, as soon as Darkan’s sword bounced, he swung the blade around and aimed at Rektar’s shoulder.
It was a characteristic of the Igigeo sword that it could move freely outside of a person’s hand.
“It’s not enough.”
Rektar turned his wrist as if he expected Darkan’s Igire sword to return.
His sword drew a semicircle and blocked Darkan’s slash once again.
“This is just the beginning.”
As Dar’Khan’s lips curled up, his sword was bent at a strange angle and shot towards Rek’tar’s waist.
‘More and more…’
Raon gently bit his molars as he watched the competition between Rektar and the Iggyeo sword.
‘I’m getting stronger.’
Each time Darkhan’s Iggyeo sword was blocked by Rektar, its speed and power increased, and it attacked in increasingly bizarre ways. The sword itself seemed to come to life.
Hahaha!
However, Rektar also blocked Darkan’s Igire Sword by raising the Myori and Ki wave of the Ten Thousand Swords as if this were not his limit.
Quick sword, heavy sword, strong sword, light sword, bad sword, evil sword, and martial sword. Numerous swordsmanship techniques bloomed from his sword body and countered the attack of the sword.
‘That…’
Raon’s fingertips trembled as he watched Rektar’s stable swordsmanship.
‘Is this my grandfather’s ten thousand sword?’
Unlike him, he did not master all the sword techniques, but he focused on the coordination of sword skills and was able to perfectly block the sword.
‘It looks strangely clear.’
Not just the grandfather, but even Darkhan’s Iggyeo swordsmanship.
Even if you have reached the peak of Grand Master, there is a difference between heaven and earth from the high-level transcendents such as Rektar and Darkan.
But strangely, the swordsmanship of the two people naturally caught my eye.
Darkan’s Iggyeo sword and Rek’tar’s Ten thousand sword. Even though I couldn’t read it perfectly, I felt like I could feel the flow of the two people’s swordsmanship.
‘Is it because I’ve only been training in swordsmanship?’
After sharpening my sword for two months, I felt like my vision for the sword had improved.
For me, it was like studying an opportunity.
-It’s not just that.
Lars shook his head heavily.
-This is what that old man is showing you. Fight your own battle.
The guy’s clear eyes turned to Rektar.
‘No way, that’s…’
– That’s right. I am giving you teachings thinking that I might die.
Ras pressed his lips down, telling him to watch Rektar until the end.
‘grandfather.’
Raon clenched his fists with trembling hands. As Ras said, Rektar’s sword seemed to be telling him to watch everything.
‘Las. The result of this battle is…’
Raon turned his gaze to Lars with a little hope.
-Don’t you know better?
Lars took a quick bite.
-Your inspiration has become stronger. It looks like they prepared something, and if that fire moth was at its previous level, it would have been enough to fight it off. But not now.
The guy shook his head, saying it was like a fight with a fixed outcome.
-You better think about how you will escape after this fight.
‘Don’t run away.’
Raon bit his lip and straightened his back.
Even amidst Darkan’s mighty Igire sword, he placed his hand on the sword while watching Rektar unfold his own sword.
‘The result of my grandfather dying…’
I will never make it happen.
* * *
“Whoa.”
Rektar let out a low breath as he shed the Iggyeo sword that Darkan had unfolded.
‘It works.’
Thinking that I might fight Darkhan someday, I prepared a strategy to prepare for the Igigeo Sword, but fortunately, it worked.
Cheeeeee!
Darkhan flies in with his sword twisted in a bizarre way. The youthful energy of swordplay was so powerful and sharp that it seemed as if it could split the sky itself.
Ssssssssssssssssss!
Rektar lowered his sword, fully embodying the magic of the Mangeom.
In the sword play, a young blue wave waved like a flag of victory and collided head-on with Darkhan’s Igire sword.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
In the pitch-black sky, Rektar’s Ten Thousand Sword and Darkan’s Iggyeo Sword collided, and an enormous explosion erupted.
The clouds cleared, and the moonlight faded as if it felt fear.
“Khahahaha!”
Darkan burst into laughter as if he was happy and spread his fingers.
Following his gesture, the sword that had lost its strength and fell rose again and shot into Rektar’s heart.
It was the fastest and most powerful Igeore sword ever, as if it pierced through space.
Coo coo coo coo!
Rektar planted his feet into the ground like a tree taking root and raised his sword to the middle.
‘It’s the end from here.’
He struck down the sword he held with both hands towards Darkan’s rushing sword.
A naturally blooming sword of all swords. At this moment, Raon’s swordsmanship achievement was increasing, as if his desire for swordsmanship had influenced him as well.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Darkhan’s Igire sword aimed at his heart with its powerful aura, speed, and a path beyond recognition, but the sword that contained the true intention of the Mangeom completely offset all of that.
Kyaaaaaaa!
In the end, Darkan’s sword was unable to pierce Rektar’s defense and bounced into the air.
Boom!
Rektar was not satisfied with his defense and kicked the ground fiercely. He jumped to Darkan’s left side and raised the sword that contained the magic of the Ten Thousand Swords.
“You came as expected.”
Just before stabbing his sword, Darkhan smiled brightly. When he opened his hand as if he had been waiting, the sword that had fallen far away cut through the space and came down towards his head.
‘trap!’
I knew that…
There was no way Darkhan would fall this easily, so I expected this situation from the moment he charged.
Coo!
I extended my left foot forward. He stretched out his hand holding the sword, causing a strong earthquake in the earth.
The young blue auror shimmered like starlight in his swordplay and drew a grand line connecting the sky.
“hmm!”
Darkan’s mouth hardened for the first time. Following his urgent hand gestures, the sword was filled with intense light as if it were about to explode.
“It’s already too late.”
Rektar gritted his teeth and unleashed a sword filled with the ultimate intent of the Ten Thousand Swords. His grandson, who was watching this fight, appeared in his sorrowful eyes.
‘It’s thanks to you.’
The unfinished swordsmanship that he had spent his entire life learning but could never perfect gained its own color and style after meeting the family he had lost.
New constellations drawn with a sword poured down on Darkhan’s entire body.
“Awesome!”
Darkan applauded Rektar’s magical swordsmanship and fired a sword that flickered with black light.
Wow!
The Ten Thousand Swords containing the full power of Rektar and Darkan’s Iggyeo Sword clashed, creating a dark blue storm that swept across heaven and earth.
“Whew…”
Rektar stood there, clutching his chest. Although he looked exhausted, his hand holding the sword felt strong, as if he could still fight.
“Ugh…”
On the other hand, Darkan was bending his upper body with black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. It was clear that he was hurt, but a happy smile appeared on his lips.
“Good.”
Darkan slowly raised his chin and looked at Rektar.
“After all, you can only know by hitting the sword directly.”
He curled his lips, saying he was satisfied with Rektar’s sword.
“Hmm…”
Rektar frowned as he looked at Darkan, who was still healthy despite bleeding.
“amazing. “It is power beyond the realm of power.”
Darkhan nodded without even looking for the Igigeo sword that had flown away somewhere.
“At this level, it would be worth fighting with other Ouma leaders.”
“I was in charge of the training instead of you, so I guess I should do this.”
Rektar clenched his chin without relaxing.
“okay. “You have always been responsible.”
Darkan showed a calm smile.
“It’s a satisfying fight. “I have to show my sincerity to you who have grown so far.”
“Hmm…”
Rektar spread his energy in all directions so that he could repel any attack.
‘Is it really a heart sword?…’
Darkhan said that he learned a little about the heart sword after plucking out his eyes.
I didn’t know if it meant I had learned the Mind and Sword or if I had realized something else, so I had to prepare for it either way.
‘No, it’s not a contrast, it ends here.’
Whether it is Simgeom or other seasons, great techniques have a corresponding reaction.
If you can endure it, it will be your chance to defeat Darkan.
“then.”
Darkan smiled a small smile and stretched out his empty hand. A pitch-black sword of light that seemed to contain darkness shot out from his grasp.
‘what?’
I didn’t feel any aura, energy, or swordsmanship from that sword, but strangely enough, it sent a shiver down my spine.
“If you can endure this, I will call it your victory.”
The lightsaber held by Darkhan advances while surrounded by darkness. It was as if life was being torn apart along with this night.
Hwaaaaa!
As I encounter the beautiful yet noble trajectory of the sword, my tightly held heart breaks, and my image of victory falls apart.
Rather than cutting off the heart and soul, it crushes and explodes. It was a heart sword of overwhelming power that erased fighting spirit.
“Wow!”
Rektar collapsed on the spot, black blood pouring out. For the first time as a swordsman, he dropped his sword and knelt down.
“Shall I tell you something interesting?”
Darkan shook his head, erasing the sword of darkness.
“If I use this sword of heart perfectly, I will no longer be able to exist in this world.”
He licked his lips with regret as he watched the sword of light disappear.
“Glenn Sieghardt may not have perfected his mind and sword.”
“Ugh…”
Rektar tried to hold the sword again while Darkan muttered, but he couldn’t even move his fingers as if his heart was refusing to fight.
“It’s already over. “I cut off your will, so that’s it.”
Darkan approached Rektar with a terrifying murderous intent.
“It wasn’t as good as Glenn, but it was a meaningful duel.”
As he was about to strike down his sword, remembering his nemesis, eyes the same color as Glenn’s appeared.
“Raon Sieghardt.”
Darkan looked at Raon standing in front of Rektar and raised his eyebrows.
“I’ll find it on my own, there’s no need to be in such a hurry.”
“From now on…”
Raon lifted his chin while standing in front of Rektar.
“I will receive your swordsmanship.”
