Chapter 456 – 456. The Disciple’s Trial (2)
Awesome!
‘… Why?’
Siete wondered.
Even though his arms were cut off, his legs were cut off, and his heart was pierced, his own disciple who stood against him continued to rise.
About 5 seconds after his death, Eun-hyeon, whose severed limbs are restored to their original state, pierces the blade into the floor and raises the body while supporting it.
Its appearance is so heterogeneous.
‘Why is it happening again?’
No matter how many times she died, Eun-hyeon did not give in and stood up.
If Siete’s whole body had not been covered in shadows, Eunhyeon would have been able to see Siete’s distorted face.
“After… Eww.”
She exhaled lightly, took a deep breath, and attacked Eun-hyeon again, swinging her sword at her. Siete counterattacked his technique again, taking Eun-hyeon’s life once again.
Squeak
I dodged the attack, burrowed into his arms and cut through his chest.
Siete was in the worst mood as he dug into his flesh, split his bones, and checked the disciple’s upper body being cut cleanly.
Shiete didn’t feel particularly guilty about injuring and killing people and taking their lives, but he couldn’t be sane enough to kill the one and only disciple he raised dozens of times.
So, Siete deliberately killed Eun-hyeon again and again with all his might.
Realizing the definite difference in strength between himself and his master, he admitted that he could never win and wished for her to give up this ordeal, so he treated Eun-hyeon even more harshly.
However, Eun-hyeon continued to stand up even after realizing the overwhelming difference in power between his teacher and himself.
‘I must have thought wrong.’
Siete belatedly realized that he had made a mistake.
“Nice… Eww…”
He said that he was still there and got up again, realizing that he saw Eunhyeon staring at him with his sword tightly gripped.
He belatedly recalled Eun-hyeon at the age of 20, who learned the sword from him in his lifetime.
The figure of a disciple who did not let go of the sword even when the blisters on his palms burst, repeated the same action for a week or a month, never complaining or getting tired of it, and steadfastly continued his training.
No matter what happens, Eun-hyeon is the man who rises again with indomitable mental strength.
‘This guy was never one to give up.’
What Xie Te could not overlook was that he considered Eun-hyeon on the same standard as ordinary humans.
How many humans can endure the pain of having their limbs cut off, their hearts pierced, and their throats cut dozens of times?
It is difficult for an ordinary person to remain sane in the pain of being ovulated all over the body, which is impossible to adapt to.
Not even once, but more than once.
Siete strongly pressured Eunhyeon to give up saying that she could not stay sane from the pain and collapse, or that she would not be able to continue the ordeal any longer.
By ending this crazy ordeal, I thought it would help Eun-hyeon.
Siete, who thought so, realized that his judgment was wrong.
“In that attack…”
Even Siete, who was covered in a pitch-black shadow, could hear Eunhyeon’s voice muttering unconsciously.
Rather than giving up, he analyzed his actions and skills, found an action that was close to the correct answer, and even thought that he was tired of seeing Eun-hyeon struggling with how to surpass himself, his teacher.
Eunhyun was thinking of this moment as an opportunity.
As he faces the remnants of his master’s skills, he wrestles swords, and the opportunity that he may be able to promote his own growth.
It was really the worst thing that the process was such an insane method that required one to prepare for death dozens of times, and that Siete’s figure covered in shadows could not be overlooked was actually Siete himself.
The important thing is that Siete couldn’t overlook the fact that the being who faced this ordeal was not an ordinary human being, but a silver sage.
Kaaang!
After finishing her thoughts, Eun-hyeon rushed again and swung the sword that was tightly held in his hand at Si-te.
‘It has changed.’
It does not mean that the speed or power has grown by leaps and bounds.
The flow of motion has become cleaner and more streamlined.
It was Eunhyeon’s own answer to analyze Siete’s movements and reproduce her own technique, which was his teacher.
Fighting back with a fierce sword strike, Siete had to change his mind and eat.
No matter what happens, Eun-hyeon doesn’t give up.
Siete endured the worst feeling of having to kill a student over and over again and reciprocated Eunhyun’s feelings.
It was close to impossible to surpass himself at the current level of Eun-hyeon, but he continues to grow as he repeats dozens of deaths.
‘Until you lose your temper. Give it a try.’
Who can break that stubbornness that won’t give up even if death repeats itself?
Although there was no communication whatsoever.
In the end, it was the master who chose to give up between the master and the disciple.
He still hadn’t gotten used to the feeling of having to kill his pupil, but Siete had something he wanted to prioritize more than that.
‘I’ll hang out with you until the end.’
To help Eun-hyeon’s swordsmanship grow during this ordeal.
For that reason, what Siete could do was to continue dealing with and overpowering Eun-hyeon as she is now.
He immediately gave up even counting, but Siete knew that the count had exceeded three digits.
But even so, Siete did not stop fighting Eunhyeon.
It was because, as long as Eun-hyeon didn’t give up, Siete had promised herself that she would be with her until the end.
Like that, Eun-hyeon’s skills and senses grew and sharpened day by day with each death.
‘… !’
Siete felt an unknown sense of intimidation as Eun-hyeon, anticipating her own double attack, reacted by knocking them out.
I am troubled by the appearance that he began to cope with his attack brilliantly.
‘Should I lose?’
Undoubtedly, Eun-hyeon has grown up, and even Siete cannot judge how far Eun-hyeon’s mind can endure if she repeats this madness.
However, since he induced defeat himself, it was unclear whether Eun-hyeon would be recognized as having cleared this ordeal.
This is a graceful ordeal to attain divine status, and the opponent who imposes this ordeal is a god who holds the position of king of the Dodecatheon above the gods who have granted him grace.
There was no way that stupid trick would work.
Siete, who was so worried, did not choose the option to look after Eun-hyeon in order to make a decision.
Eun-hyeon, who had been persistently following Siete’s sword in a series of sharp sword attacks, was once again severed by Siete’s sword, cutting off her entire upper body and arm holding the sword.
Eun-hyeon, the owner of the upper body that had been dismembered and fell to the floor in vain, muttered, distorting his face.
“Jen… Page.”
Hearing that murmur that contained a lot of emotion, Siete stopped and stared at Eun-hyeon’s face.
Siete couldn’t move when she saw the face that had endured many deaths and endured the pain, and finally collapsed.
During this ordeal, he was not allowed to reveal his identity.
He himself had to pretend to be an illusion made up of the remnants of a dead past.
So I thought to myself.
‘Please give up here. Don’t get up.’
It was Siete’s candid mind, concerned about Eun-hyeon’s mentality, which was gradually becoming impoverished.
Even if he fails this ordeal, there may be a possibility that he will meet Eun-hyeon again.
Having acquired the right to remain in the underworld as a soul, he may be able to meet Eunhyun by arranging a situation borrowed from the form of an ordeal like now.
It was a half-hearted conviction based on the fact that a number of gods now hold some favor toward Eun-hyeon.
Even if it wasn’t for this ordeal, there would be plenty of opportunities for Eunhyeon’s growth to help her in the divine realm in the future.
So, I prayed earnestly in my heart to put an end to this crazy ordeal and to give my exhausted mind a rest.
However, Eunhyeon muttered briefly despite Siete’s wish.
“My limits…”
Eun-hyun, who was severed with a sword and only the upper body remained, murmured softly.
“Cool… Ruck!”
Even though he was coughing up blood, his eyes didn’t blur, and he began to move and toss and turn as if he had found some answer.
Seeing Eun-hyeon slowly get up again as her body returned to its original state, Siete gripped her sword tightly as if expecting it.
‘A foolish fellow.’
Even though her mind was about to collapse, Eun-hyeon’s behavior of trying to stand up and face the ordeal again was very foolish.
But for some reason, he didn’t hate the appearance of such a disciple.
The fact that Eun-hyeon’s indomitable mental strength is something that even Siete can admire.
Eventually, Eunhyun opened her mouth.
“Is this just the 199th…”
Hearing that murmur, Siete felt a little uncomfortable.
‘Looks like MiX was counting them all.’
It was the number of times he killed Eunhyun.
“I can’t fill number 200.”
‘…’
Eunhyun’s face, smiling and muttering, was a little different from before.
As her mind was exhausted, the focus of her pupils, who had become blurred, seemed like she would pass out at any moment, but now Eun-hyeon somehow felt alive.
The sudden change was filled with a sense of incongruity, but in line with Eun-hyeon’s posture as she gripped the sword, Siete also adjusted her posture.
Kaaang!
Eventually, as the two swords collided, Siete slightly shuddered at the change in the silver string.
‘This…’
It’s not Eunhyun until now.
His appearance was undoubtedly his apprentice, but the swordsmanship he showed off was different in terms of skill and perfection.
A sense of incongruity, as if an existence called Eun-hyeon from the future, not now, suddenly emerged and competed with swords.
Even though he only exchanged sword strikes once, the difference was stark.
Siete was convinced that something had changed in Eun-hyeon’s body.
Kaaang!
Eventually, in order to break Eun-hyeon’s movement blocking his own attack, he attacked faster and more sharply.
‘I don’t know what happened.’
However, the emotion that quickly pushes back that confidence and starts to fill Siete’s chest is the sense of triumph as a swordsman.
There is no such thing as avoidance.
The banquet of technology continued, parrying out each other’s attacks, making counterattacks aiming for vital points, and creating shock waves as swords collided dozens of times.
A few seconds seemed like an eternity, and Eun-hyeon’s swordsmanship suddenly improved, and Shiete’s heart began to overflow.
‘Fun.’
During his lifetime, among humans, there were no more powerful people who could fight against him with a sword.
It is a regrettable fact that Siete feels a great sense of loss that there is no suitable opponent who can raise her level further.
It didn’t matter how Eunhyeon improved his swordsmanship or whether he was his disciple or not.
‘More, more me and the sword.’
The fact that you can clash swords, show off your skills generously, and clash your martial arts with all your might is a moment of great joy.
Right now, in front of him, the one who was clashing swordsmanship with him was not his own disciple, but his own rival.
Siete found some light in Eun-hyeon’s swordsmanship, which had suddenly grown.
‘You found it.’
He must have found the way to the end of swordsmanship.
Siete thought.
‘Me too. Me too. Show that realm and…’
As far as he’s sure he’ll be able to figure out the way too.
While exchanging countless sword strikes, leaving afterimages that were hard to catch up with human eyes, Siete and Eunhyeon simultaneously pulled back and distanced themselves from each other.
Eventually, he adjusted his posture and mind and concentrated all his strength on the sword.
The effort and time accumulated by each other, and the secrets that contain everything of the essence collide.
As the two swords collided, it was Eun-hyeon who won.
Shiete’s blade, which was covered in shadows, collided with Eunhyeon’s sword, splitting it in two, and the broken blade flew into the sky.
Let Siete’s sword blade fly high and pierce the white floor in a parabolic arc.
Damn
The pure white space where nothing existed began to crack.
It meant that Eun-hyeon had passed this ordeal, and as a result, it also meant that Jupiter acknowledged that Eun-hyeon had surpassed Siete at this moment.
“It’s over…”
Aware of the surrounding situation, Eun-hyeon muttered a small sigh with many emotions intersecting.
“You have grown.”
“… !”
At the same time that the ordeal was over, Siete, who appeared in front of Eun-hyeon after the shadow that had covered her was freed, spoke to Eun-hyeon.
Eun-hyeon, who shuddered at the voice of the teacher she missed so much that she would never have heard again, expressed the agitation she had never seen before with her shaking eyes as she faced the ordeal.
With a face of disbelief, Eunhyun’s voice trembled.
“S… Master… ?”
