Chapter 12 – First Day of Class (3)
Soon my turn came.
When I went up to the non-stage, I saw Geomryong and Kim Yong holding all the forms and lifting their chins at a 45 degree angle.
Seeing me, Kim Yong raised an eyebrow.
Somehow, looking at that face, an unbearable feeling welled up inside me.
“What is your name?”
Before the start of the dance, Kim Yong looked at me and asked. You mean you didn’t even look at what was written on the display? Like a cheeky bastard.
“I am Kim Moo-gong.”
“I never heard of it. What about the priest?”
“It is a secret.”
“Ah, is it a mystery cult? Heh, are there still places that do such stupid things these days?”
“…Think whatever you want.”
“Give me three seconds. Come on, try your best.”
Kim Yong raised his scabbard over his head, drew his sword, and spread his arms. I hate to admit it, but it’s worth noting that the second grader is like me. It would have been nice if only the muzzle had shut up.
First of all, the objective odds are zero.
Regardless of whether you use sword skills or not, if you fight 100 times, you will lose 100 times.
The difference between me and Kim Yong was extreme.
The opponent is the only successor of the constituent group who has received all kinds of support from the moment they are weaned. The composition group is the largest company in Korea and has the strongest military organization, the Guryong Guild, under its umbrella.
Even though numerous munpa came over from China, the position of the composition group was firm. Is the Kim family’s home appliance swordsman the world’s second best?
It was that person, Kim Yong, who benefited from the setting with added gukppong as direct bread. Even the body of a fraudulent body called Cheonmujiche.
If there is such a thing as a ‘protagonist’, he must have been that kind of person. There was a penalty of not being able to use sword skills, but that was a minor problem.
‘What is it?’
As if to prove that his promise to give up three seconds was not a lie, Kim Yong stood still with an arrogant attitude.
Even with a black blade in front of me, I wasn’t as nervous as I thought. The Conscience Trait seems to be playing its part in a place like this.
I received only non-dance gauntlets, but there is a difference in reach, and it is too risky to collide head-on. In the first place, the opponent’s skill itself was not well judged.
Slowly stepping on the steps, he raised the energy of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art.
Seeing through Kim Yong.
Naturally I realized
‘Why do you think I can just attack?’
There were not one or two gaps in Kim Yong’s crooked posture. Maybe the opponent was extremely careless.
As if there were new eyes on the forehead, the opponent’s flaws were drawn like a panorama in my head.
Where, how, and how they would react to an attack.
Crucially, Kim Yong-eun was a ‘man’.
My crazy unicorn skill has a buffing effect when the opponent is male. In the status window, a notification indicating a stat increase flickered.
My whole body was full of strength.
Other stats went up as a whole, but his internal energy, which reached 60 (A) by taking the elixir, rose to 70 (S).
I was convinced while circulating the Heavenly Demon Art. If you hit all these, Kim Yong-eun will die instantly.
There was only a difference between A and S, but the feeling of energy itself was on a different level.
Of course, only when you can feed the attack.
The current appearance could also be a ploy to force an attack by deliberately revealing gaps, so the exact number was unknown.
‘Thank you, Kim Yong.’
Thanks to the story of giving up three seconds, I was able to test it without risk.
Based on what he realized while getting Shaman, he secretly gathered the energy of blood magic in his right hand.
Blood Magic Gong was basically a technique with the addition of the Naejungsubeop. Even if he adjusted his strength, he would not be able to survive if he was hit with a straight hit.
“Hey, Kim Yong.”
I gave a hint.
“Have you already felt helplesshaha, that’s not funny If you are going to surrender, do it quickly.”
Kim Yong put the back of his hand on his forehead and shook his head. I wonder why this guy is suddenly drinking kimchi soup with a bowl. If that’s the case, I’m fine. No matter how careless he was, Mu-in closed his eyelids halfway.
The sword was already inserted right in front of him, and only his hand was raised.
Thanks to this, the gap has doubled. It’s a bit cheesy, but he should take this opportunity to grow up a bit.
Boom – I pressed the ground with my foot and moved forward.
Even though I had no real experience in combat, I naturally took steps as if someone was controlling my body.
Kim Yong’s eyes became the size of a lantern.
He seemed to have noticed my surprise, but it was too late. Contrary to its ridiculous name, the Heavenly Demon’s Ruler Limbo, which is included in the Heavenly Demon Singong, is one of the best in the world.
Although he could not use it properly due to his weak state, Kim Yong’s movements were temporarily suppressed by the Heavenly Demon’s reign.
It’s not an EX-class weapon for nothing. He put his entire body on his body and threw his hand out toward the embarrassed Kim Yong.
Blood magic trick
A heavy intestine filled with the energy of the extreme positive surged toward Kim Yong’s abdomen. Even as I cast it, it was surprisingly natural for the two to continue.
With the sound of the snare drum exploding, my hand sank into Kim Yong’s abdomen. The power of the domineering blood magic attack penetrated from the contact side and stirred Kim Yong’s insides. The guy’s waist almost snapped in half.
“Hey, this guy…! Kuweeek!”
Blood spurted out, and Kim Yong stepped back. I glanced in the direction of the long-baek sword.
He didn’t even think to stop and kept his eyes wide open.
“Are you okay? I did manage my strength.”
Asked with a victor’s smile. He glared at me with bloodshot eyes.
Aren’t you resentful of this?
After spitting it out, I regretted it a little. I can’t go back anyway.
“Kim Yong, can you do more?”
Eventually, Jangbaekgeom-kun, who had been watching, came to his senses and came up on the empty stage. Kim Yong, who had been taking care of himself for a while, gritted his teeth.
“Keugh… I need… Treatment…”
Kim Yong covered his mouth and stepped back.
It was my victory.
The performance of blood magic is certain. There was a sense of blow in his hand, but I didn’t expect it to end in just one shot.
If you want to fight more, you can fight, but you don’t have to take risks when you’re fighting. Kim Yong’s reaction was quite reasonable. He directly struck the yang energy that came from the lag of the sun into the intestines with the martial arts of the extreme yang, blood water magic.
I don’t know, but the inside must be full of wounds. If not treated promptly, there may be sequelae.
Of course, I didn’t know that the second swordsman would give up his pride. Seeing that even in this situation, he maintained his own reason, it seemed that he had not reached the point of rising for nothing.
“Take care of yourself.”
Watching Kim Yong go down the rain stage, he waved his hand. Kim Yong kept his mouth shut and turned his head away from him.
That guy is like that, so I want to give him one more hit.
If I had to fight again intact, it would be my ultimate defeat.
The rain just now was lucky to win thanks to the extreme carelessness of the opponent.
Still, winning is a win, and the experience of seeing gaps instinctively was quite amazing.
As if using an active skill, the body moves on its own as well.
‘Is this also the non-marriage effect?’
I thought deeply as I stepped down. The only reason I can fight against human weapons, who have never experienced a proper real battle, is in the end, only without marriage.
There’s no way he suddenly became a genius. As I moved my steps, the surroundings became quite noisy.
To them, it would look like someone out of nowhere took down the next best candidate in one blow. At first, the gazes that were close to ignoring were slowly changing to vigilance.
“My brother won and came.”
I put my arms around Midsummer who opened her eyes wide and looked up at me.
“What, brother… How did you do it?”
“It worked. Didn’t you say you were sharing your marriage?”
“You will know when you experience it yourself. I still have a few turns left.”
If I win similarly by midsummer, my assumption is solid.
“I don’t know if I can do it today. Maybe by the end of the day?”
“Let’s take a look.”
I headed for the seat with Han Yeo-reum, who was tilting her head. The gaze toward us doubled, but we just ignored it. Anyway, a new dance will start soon.
Next was Hwang Bo-gwang, the younger brother of Pao-un and Hwang Bo-gwang, who was the younger of the twins.
“The developers are really bad. What’s your nickname and name?”
Han Yeo-reum clicked her tongue as she watched the rain stage. The iron fist twins, a huge muscle mass, and Hoo Deok-hun, a huge flesh mass.
The figures of the two are similar in terms of size, but the details are completely opposite, causing laughter.
“Don’t look down on me. I’m not the one who will later be called King Deok for nothing.”
“…I know. It’s a monster in a different sense from the sword dragon.”
Are you a sword dragon again? I tousled my midsummer hair.
“Did I win that sword dragon?”
“…Then Cheon Ha-yeon.”
Cute I nodded.
Deokhun Hu’s body shape was not simply because he ate a lot, but rather because he was born with the strong body of Xinjiang, and also because he pursued the state of body armor and body 甲 with Geumgang Bulgok Shin Gong (金剛不體神功).
Now, everyone sees it as a laughing stock, but the moment the Geumgang Bulgoesin Gong succeeds, a monster is born that can block even the strong qi with its body.
“Oh, it begins.”
The two big guys got tangled and bumped into each other, so the non-stage seemed narrow.
“As expected, Hwang Bo-gwang has an advantage?”
Midsummer said, her eyes twinkling. After all, there is no one who does not like watching a fight.
Right now, Hwang Bo-gwang seemed to have an advantage, but he was unable to inflict any real damage.
Although he evaded Deok-Hoon Hu’s slow attack and applied his punches brilliantly.
Hu Deok-hoon’s expression was calm as he was getting hit with excitement.
Kwon Ki-ya was banned, so the means to actually inflict damage were too limited.
In the end, the result of the two bears struggling for a long time ended in a draw due to the time limit.
Then the raining continued.
Cheon Ha-yeon and Dang So-so. Cheon Ha-yeon leisurely blocked all attacks as if she were teaching her.
Memorization or whatever, nothing could pierce Cheon Ha-yeon’s sleeve.
Poison was forbidden, but perhaps using it wouldn’t have made much of a difference.
Dang So-so surrendered when he saw Cheon Ha-yeon lightly knocking him out no matter what.
Midsummer opened her mouth in admiration.
In addition to this, Namgungcheol and Paeng Hoyeong’s bimura ended in a draw as both of them fainted at the same time.
Seomun Ye-rin and others who used bloody swords.
There were many brilliant matches.
“It is my turn.”
As I watched the dance without hesitation, the turn of midsummer approached before I knew it. Midsummer slowly rose from her seat. The expression… It didn’t look good at first glance.
He was nervous
Because of my conscience, I was able to engage in martial arts without much thought, but in midsummer, I could see that I was openly nervous. She immediately pinched her side slightly. Her soft touch is addictive in its own way.
“Relax, don’t overdo it. Today is not the only day.”
As if I felt a little more at ease, Midsummer strode up to the non-stage.
Originally compared to the big Hwang Bo-ryun, this seemed like a David and Goliath fight.
“Umm… I never thought my opponent would be such a small sojourner.”
Hwang Bo-ryun scratched her head with a hand like a pot lid.
“…I don’t think I’m on the small side.”
Midsummer licked her lips.
After a few words of conversation, the dance started immediately.
As soon as it started, there was an explosion. Hwang Bo-ryun’s heavy body floated along with the circular light wave and flew away to the end of the non-stage.
It was down in one blow.
Everyone jumped up from their seats.
Han Yeo-reum, who had been dumbfounded for a moment looking down at her own hand, smiled bashfully at her side.
…What the hell did he do?