Sword Whisperer

"…… you've become stronger. Woo-Lung.”

Van glanced even as he was exhausted. It wasn't just because I smashed pebbles with my nose. Despite sitting roughly on the wall, Van felt like he was facing an irresistible sea.

And seeing such brilliance, Van realized that he had only grown up. If it had been before, it would not have been possible to measure it. Woo Liung replied that it was not algebraic.

"I've been in the academy for a year, and if nothing's changed, I'd have had a pathetic time. Hmm. By the way, I think you've been spending a year in your own way. I feel better.”

"It's still not enough. ”

How many people aren't lacking. When you fill it up, you'll know it's all going to happen someday. ”

"I think you've already filled a lot. ”

Abu was not saying. If you were my father, you wouldn't be able to keep your eyes burning like that. Uyung laughed. Yes. It wasn't just swordsmanship taught by the Seconds.

"I almost heard Lee. You said you tried to kill him even though you lost. ''

"…… Yes. We plan to face him in the next game."

"Incredibly strong? The swordsmanship is perfect..... I heard that dealing with Gigi is almost quasi-jurisdictional. It's actually stronger than you, isn't it? ''

"Yes.”

Van boldly admitted. Wu Liung opened his eyes and asked.

"Hezleck is stronger than you. All you have to do is pick your strength."

”Yes, it is."

"But Hezleck will never beat you. Because you know how to beat someone stronger than you. Is this one different? ''

"It's different from Hezlek. At my current level...... no matter how good a sword you find, you won't catch Seung. ”

"The level difference is certain, isn't it? Technologically impossible. ”

Wu Liung smiled and looked at Van. In the honorable Secondary Family, we conducted a heterogeneous young examination that revealed two angles with technology, not power.

"Then I have no choice. I'm forced to grow my strength."

"…… that's not as easy as I thought. ”

In Van's words, Wu Liung came down from the wall with a smile. Every time he took a step, the pebbles beneath him were crushed into powder. It certainly looks like a normal step.... Am I also a harmony of groups?

Wu Liung said.

"It's not as easy as you think. Or don't you think so? ''

"2. Is it a mystery?"

”You know I don't like being so complicated. Gigi is simpler than I thought. Let me cut what I want to cut, let me break what I want to break."

”I've had enough lessons about the period. Know, believe, move. I know swordsmanship... I know how to move. Do you want to say that you lack faith? This looks like a little preaching to the priests. ’ '

”It's Gigi. It's not like a god. If you don't believe it, you can't believe a beggar's bullshit, but the moment you believe it, everything in the world is gone. And I see you..... lack of faith. ”

It was still a priestly tone. But Wu Liung was quite serious.

"If you look at the swordsmanship itself, you're better than anyone in the Seconds. Of course, I sometimes have a lack of experience, but I have the impulsiveness and judgment to go beyond that. It doesn't even make sense to win Hezleck right now. You know what? Only knights can deal with knights."

Articles can only be dealt with by knights. It also meant that if you don't write against Gigi users soon, there will be no multiplication.

Nevertheless, Van beat Hezleck. And that was also why it made him stand out most in this tournament. If only someone with such beautiful swordsmanship could put an intact instrument on my sword....

I was thirsty enough to imagine. Wu Liung said with a rough smile.

"You can do it. Van. It should have been possible if you had thought of your skills. Trust yourself a little more. ”

"I thought I was believing..... but I don't think it's unconsciously. ”

Van laughed bitterly. Even so, he only lived as a sword genius for a little over a year. It was quite difficult for him to believe that he would be able to accomplish anything with his sword, who had lived his entire life as an ordinary medicinal assistant.

But Wu Liung laughed at half of it. He wasn't worried about Van. Because I knew that worry was pointless.

"You win when you have to. I know how to grow when I have to. It won't be any different this time. It's just about trusting yourself. If that's hard. Let's do this."

"How? ''

”Trust me. ”

Uyung grabbed my fist and knocked on my chest. "I believe in you."

§

Hold the knife.

A Longsword of the Sec Family. The knife sack is small enough to hold with both hands, and the day is long but not heavy. It is now a familiar sword. Weight, touch, length.

And even the memories in it.

It was the memory of the young prosecutor. Seconds delay. He's this guy who hasn't even seen his face. Beyond the defeatist power contained in his memory, he had the confidence that he could do anything with his familiar sword.

'You're not confident because you don't have the strength?'

No, it's not. I don't think I am. Van knew how much my swordsmanship was removed. I don't even know how good the owners of the memories he stole were.

Van was able to roll the rock.

I had to cut that rock, cut off a few hesitations.

Van swung his sword. Once. Twice. Three. Four.

The black man did not stop for more than ten times. If there was a rock in front of his blade right now, it would have already been shattered. It was a sword full of energy.

— Trust me. I believe in you.

Uyung's voice hovers. Yes, he believed in Uyung. He was a man who didn't tell lies. No, most of the people in the early family were far from lying.

Wu Liung probably looked at my strength that Van didn't see. So you can say it with confidence. Now it is his turn to look into its strength. It was just a simple matter.

The sword's memory and his memory mix and his black hand draws an increasingly defeatist line. Even if it's a lump of iron, not a rock in front of it, it looks like it will be cut.

The blood vessels seem to burst. Even though he was just cutting through the air, his eyes were full of blood and his body became heavy.

Common sense and instinct screamed. This is impossible for you. This is not an authorized force for humans. How can you cut off a rock that cannot be lifted by yourself? I rebuke you.

"Shut up."

The reason he wielded the sword was not Lee Kyung. Whatever he had cut in those many dark half-dreams. Sometimes he cuts bandits and sometimes prominent swordsmen, but he cuts mountains and seas and divides the sky.

And I vowed to make that dream come true one day.

Van looked at the sword I drew. I felt it. And I asked. What can that slash ring? What can't be read. Will it really be jammed in front of the rock? How many times did this body reach its limits as soon as it cut the rock?

There were countless slashes and stabbings that asked the world questions. One day. Two days. Three days.

And now, on the same stadium as always.

Shade was in front of his eyes.

Van opened his mouth.

"…… Lee said. Don't worry about yourself. After all, are you okay? So he told me not to take the burden, just to fight. ”

Shade didn't answer anything. I was just looking at him with a careless expression.

I don't want to ask why. Just because you're a son of a bitch is enough for me. ”

'Weekends'. That's a lot of talking. You wield a knife with your mouth? ''

"…… you'll regret it soon. I'd rather keep it a little longer. ”

Shade smiles in Van's grin. The sound of the trumpet blowing at the time swallowed up their conversation. And it was then. Shade runs like a climber and swings his sword.

Broad Sword, swinging like a cling to the ground floor, would swallow his legs as it were if he were carefree for a moment. But Van wasn't embarrassed. I've already seen Shade's game a few times. What numbers he spends, how to cope, virtual training is not enough.

Van's Longsword is fired. The trajectory drawn by the two blades shall be blocked by a single trajectory.

A fire burst out before I even took a breath. I didn't see the sound of gathering, picking, and chopping. The feet move unconsciously, narrowing and lengthening the distance.

It was strange. Van's black was not surprisingly fast. Nevertheless, he received two double swords without any flock.

Scheid was forced to accept Van's swordsmanship. This man, who could only destroy his binoculars with his sword, was proud to be uncommon among the articles, but this man, who had not even entered the academy yet, moved as if he knew how to move.

Over time, his anomalies will lose their light more and more. It should end with a fast track. Shade wipes his smile from his mouth. Two and a half eyes stare at every spike that cools like a snake.

'I'm done with this.'

After killing the Blader of the Seconds, you can't expect a comfortable academic life in the future, but you wouldn't have tried to kill Lee Kyung if you had cared about that in the first place.

"Disgusting children. '

His eyes sank into darkness. I felt my muscles burst. The blade cries. Come on, give me some blood. Be patient with that abominable dog of power. He asked if you didn't carry it for me.

And Shade decided to respond to that call.

'.... It's dangerous. ’

I grabbed the half-length sword with a stiff, hairy feel. Something is coming. And the moment Shaid's aggression stopped for a while, a storm poured out.

It was a series of screening storms that one swordsman really wanted to create. Cut it up, stab it, cut it down with a slash, pretend it's down again, stab it out with a sword.

It all happened in one breath. The problem was that all of those screenings were carried out without interruption at a single moment. It seemed like two, not necessarily five, were attacking around him.

Even all those screenings were loaded.

Whoever the opponent is trying to tear apart will live in that relationship. And that life was actually going to be fruitful. It pours constantly. How many tests can I get in front of him?

At least not half.

It wasn't.

[The same level as you are facing your opponent with a knife.]

[The speed of analysis of the sword is usually adjusted in stages.]

Van smiled as he stopped the fight. Shaid's face is unfortunate, but it poses no threat to him.

He was no longer half a penny dealing with restrictive measures.

I panicked over Shaid's face. It was the look he wanted to see. Van stares at the side with a blurred expression. It has a cool wilderness above its dry mouth.

It's time to punish.