120 – The tip of the sword is not straight. (2)

The tip of the sword is not straight. (2)

‘Shit bastard… .’

[Please stop swearing… . Why is the person called the master so harsh?]

‘To be really shameless is the best thing in the world… . Even if I entrusted this to an old man, the iron plate on my face wouldn’t break.’

[They don’t even pay the rent, so wouldn’t it be nice if you could help out?]

‘I just wish I could get out and die…’ .’

Shin Noya’s lamentation never ceases. Even after saying that, Shinnoya eventually grabbed the sword.

‘I will definitely take this body away from you, so you should know that.’

[Are you an enemy? Are you sending out a warning in advance?]

Control of the body passed to Shin Noya.

According to Shin Noya, he said he doesn’t do this often.

Looking at it now, it didn’t seem like that again.

‘There was no lie, because it really couldn’t stay in your body that long.’

The posture of holding the sword and breathing change.

This is a very strange experience.

Like last time, I could feel many things.

Is this also enlightenment? So, what should we get here?

‘Is there a reason why you’re entrusting me with something that would have been better if I just fought without a sword?’

reason

[I do not know.]

Some of them were chosen because they were a little more extreme, and some of them were words that were intended to call off vigilance.

Because no one in the world would know that Noya was staying in my body.

‘I don’t think you’re thinking that the odds of winning are small. I’m sure you’re not someone who doesn’t have eyes to see that much.’

[I know.]

I had to do a non-playing game with no bets. In order to do that, I thought it would be a better way to stimulate Namgung-jin with a sword.

As a result, it went as expected, but there were some disappointing parts.

‘You’re regretting not being able to fight, when are you pushing all the work… . Shall I change it now?’

They say they are unmanned. In front of a fight with a strong man, a little bit of greed came out. I know now is not the time, so I grabbed it and pressed it.

[no. Please.]

‘Tsk… .’

Shin Noya stood still and looked at Namgoongjin. It seemed that he had no intention of loosening his furrowed brow, perhaps because he was so angry.

“How come you get attached to this guy… . God must be dead.”

Noya slowly raises his sword. Lee Chae entered Namgung-jin’s eyes when he saw it.

Namgoongjin asks.

“Did you ever learn a sword?”

Did you feel something just by looking at this unremarkable posture? I could see that the nickname of the sword king was not a lie.

I had to answer, so I quietly whispered to Noya.

[Long ago.]

“… Long ago.”

[I learned a little by playing around.]

“Jang, Jang, I learned a little just for fun.”

[Noya… tone.]

‘Should I even use honorific words for that young bastard?!’

Noya’s remaining pride did not allow it, but fortunately there was no problem.

Namgung-jin’s expression distorted terribly, as if it helped stimulate him more.

“You’re kidding me to the end.”

[You seem very angry.]

‘… Who do you think it was because of?’

“I wonder how long you can show that attitude in front of me.

ugh-

The sword drawn by Namgung-jin resounds quietly. That is a sword.

It was said that assimilation with the sword begins when a sword practitioner reaches a certain level. It is not a technique that is created using betting.

Fairytale.

The more the sword you are holding and the blade become assimilated, the louder the sword sounds.

If so, the sword sword was, after all, the starting point of the new sword union, the dream of all swordsmen, and proof that the swordsman was on track.

‘It’s not a bad sound.’

While Namgoongjin’s sword was crying ferociously, Shin Noya was appreciating it.

‘Compared to Myeong, the level would be the difference between heaven and earth, but it’s a well-trained body.’

[Name?]

‘There was a guy like that. A guy who didn’t know how to use Namgung-seong and only revealed women.’

… Does the Namgung bastard Shin Noya speak of mean Namgung Myung?

If it was Namgungmyung, the Thunder Sword, he was one of the five heroes who prevented disaster by killing blood demons like the Hwasan Seon Sword.

Shin Noya clicks his tongue as if my prediction is not wrong.

‘Tsk, I can’t tip my glass after I die, but I have to fight with that bastard’s descendants.’

I suddenly feel remorse at Shinnoya’s words. Originally, I didn’t really feel it.

‘This rotten guy is real.’

[By the way, are you okay?]

‘… What do you mean?’

[Even if you don’t make a bet… . Because the opponent is the opponent.]

‘Huh, I’ve already left it like it’s a pear, so now I’m worried about it.’

Shinnoya said to me as if he was dumbfounded. It’s not a statement that disrespects my skills, but I wondered if it would be okay since I was borrowing my own immature and lacking body, not Shinnoya’s body.

‘Get rid of those useless worries.’

At the same time as Shin Noya said, Namgung-jin put down his sword and spoke.

“Come, blood. Give ten seconds… .”

Namgung-jin, who tried to speak arrogantly, was speechless.

Woo-woo-!

It was because the tinnitus that penetrated my ears was too loud. It was a much louder and more profound sound than the sound of Namgungjin’s sword.

A sound full of weight, as if a gigantic bell had rung around, echoed from the sword Shinnoya was holding.

Shinnoya says

‘Child, remember who I am.’

Namgung-jin’s shocked expression is not visible.

The surroundings were already full of Noya’s presence. How can you create such an atmosphere without using bets?

Even if I brought the state of my previous life, I would not be able to show such an overwhelming appearance.

I didn’t know that the quality of the soul would be this much different.

While admiring Noya’s appearance, on the other hand, a question arose.

‘Without time, no one can stop me.’

Where in the world would Shin Noya have reached?

How could a warrior of this level have his soul trapped in a ghost? That was the biggest question.

‘I am Shincheol, the volcanic sword.’

Whoops!

******************

Although there are now geniuses called the Meteor Generation.

In the past, there were people who were called by similar nicknames.

Geniuses don’t count the century. Regardless of the season, the stars are always floating in the night sky.

Namgoongjin was also one of those people.

It didn’t take long for Namgoong Jin, who was called the Geomryong, to pass on the nickname ‘King of Swords’.

It was a natural procedure at the time.

The nickname Geomryong was the exclusive property of the Namgung family.

The nickname “King of Swords” was also the same.

Now, if Yeongpoong, a being with a bizarre talent, had not appeared, there would have been no way that Namgung Cheonjun would not have been nicknamed the Sword Dragon.

Namgung-jin had no doubt that he would ascend to the sky.

My grandfather also did not get the name Geomson, but he was called Cheonjon, which means ascended above the sky.

I didn’t think that I couldn’t get there.

His unique arrogance combines his skills, so it would not be short of being called Pedo.

Time will pass and you will stand on your own in the sky. Namgung-jin at the time must have judged himself that he was a sufficient being.

If only he hadn’t been

‘… The remnants of you remain here to harass me.’

Autumn nights are still cold. The white breath that flowed lightly from his mouth was proof of that.

As a result, Namgung-jin’s feelings slowly subside.

I put my eyes on the boy standing in front of me. At that time, a boy who looked exactly like Goo Cheol-woon.

Foolishly, Namgung-jin once gathered information about that boy.

He is the son of Cheolwoon Gu. I was only a little interested in it simply for that reason.

Talent is insignificant, lazy and indolent. I’ve even heard that it’s not easy to handle a savage temper.

He gave birth to a rare genius named Geombong, but he seems to have no luck with his son.

I thought so and drank alone in the middle of the night.

that was just a year ago

So, what is the monster standing in front of you right now?

Namgung-jin did not know.

ugh… ugh… .

“does not make sense… !”

The sword rings.

That was clearly a sword. It wasn’t a story that I could easily believe even after hearing it.

‘It can’t be.’

Even if you have reached the level, it is a different word if you do not pay the sword. It’s hard to even get a sword that has endured training close to abuse.

Even Gu Yangchen is a martial artist. From the way he walked, the breath he took, even the way he used bets, he stood on the opposite side of the swordsman.

But now?

‘…everything has changed.’

Breathing, movement, everything had changed. It was so familiar, as if it had been like that from the beginning.

skills… . Were you hiding martial arts? What is that little boy for?

I wasn’t even old enough to create skills to hide in the first place.

Or, I wondered if he had done something stupid to the sword, but that was the sword of the Namgung family.

It means that Namgung-jin saw with his own two eyes that he picked it up from a soldier lying on the ground.

“You said you would yield ten seconds?”

Namgung-jin’s breathing is disrupted at the sound of Gu Yang-chun’s voice.

“I have no intention of rejecting this. Don’t regret it, think again.”

The way he spoke strangely changed, but Namgung-jin had no time to think about it.

ten seconds Originally, it shouldn’t have been even 3 seconds, let alone 10 seconds.

The difference in state was the same, and the realm of enlightenment was also different.

It means that the position in which you stand as an unmanned person is different.

Even if there is no bet, this should be the same.

Seeing is different, feeling is different. Originally, it should have been.

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Now? What about now?

Namgung-jin had to feel a sense of difference because he was not sure of himself.

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Cringe A harsh sound echoes from Namgoongjin’s lips. Are you scared? To the blood that is younger than my own children.

This Changcheon Sword King?

‘It can’t be.’

denied No, of course it shouldn’t be.

“It looks like you’re doing some tricks.”

At Namgungjin’s words, Yangchun’s expression changed slightly. Namgung-jin knew it. That’s because Gu Yangchun’s expression was full of disappointment.

“Your name is different from that guy. I’m sorry.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing.”

After saying that, the sound of Guyangcheon’s sword stopped.

That means the sword has stopped ringing.

The night wind still blew coldly, but the boiling emotions did not cool down easily.

I wanted to cut off my limbs with a blow of my sword right away, but I held back.

If it explodes here, everything will be ruined.

So I had to be patient.

However, it seemed that he would not be able to go beyond the point where he did not know the subject.

‘I told you to pull out your arm.’

It was such a condition. Namgungjin lowered the corner of his mouth that was about to go up.

This is the next sogaju that Cheolwoon Koo acknowledged with his own mouth. No matter how Namgoongjin is, it’s unreasonable to do such a thing.

‘I have to cut it.’

It will ring cleanly. To make it easy to re-attach.

Namgung-jin knows that Sinui is staying at the Gu family. It was more open information than I thought, as if I had no intention of hiding it.

I don’t know how the faithfulness of staying at Namgung and going to Seomseo followed him into Guga.

If you have faith, you won’t have to hesitate about paying your soul.

“I’ll give you ten seconds.”

“Well… . Are you okay?”

“It’s ridiculous, how dare you worry about someone right now.”

“… I mean, how did I end up like this?”

Gu Yangchun raised his sword even as he let out a lamentation about what he was so resentful of.

widely!

I put the sword on my shoulder and move around. It’s a really bad move.

‘Was it an illusion?’

Her breathing and movements up until the moment were master swordsmanship itself, but even that was erased in an instant as if it were a lie.

If so, what would you bet on?

Is this what the poor ideology of an immature child is?

Even while thinking about this, Gu Yangchun just walked silently.

It is full of gaps. It seemed that no matter where he swung his sword, he could kill him in one blow.

‘I must have been worrying for nothing.’

Gu Yang-chun, who came right in front of me, moves the hand holding the sword with a calm expression.

Ugh.

In an instant, the sword in Gu Yangchen’s hand rang again.

tingling

The moment he heard the sword call, Namgung-jin felt a creepy sensation down his spine. Guyangcheon’s sword moves.

The sword that strikes horizontally is slow. It was drawing a semicircle like the current moon, but it was so slow that all the private movements could be seen.

Namgung Sega uses a quicksword. They are those who put their brain power on their sword and live in a faster time than others.

There was no way that Namgung-jin, standing on a high place after stepping on them, could not avoid this blunt sword.

obviously shouldn’t have been

Why is my body not moving?

The night sky splits according to the slowly approaching tip of the sword.

What unfolds from an insignificant movement is, above all, a noble step.

What is it? How does the sword exude such realization?

The stars split and even the moonlight split. The myriad meanings contained in that meager single sword attack Namgung-jin.

swish-!

The time like a thousand times is over.

The results laid down were insignificant.

Because Guyangchen just lowered his sword.

However, that was not the case with Namgoong Jin.

Goo Yangchun speaks in a calm voice.

“You didn’t promise.”

Namgungjin, who should have been in front of Guyangcheon, was not there. Gu Yangchun’s gaze also did not stay in front of his eyes, but was directed elsewhere.

Whoa… .

Hear heavy breathing. It was not from Guyangcheon.

A few paces away around Guyangcheon, Namgungjin was breathing heavily.

A cold sweat drips down my face. It was the aftermath of the body being extremely tense.

“It looks like you decided not to use the bet.”

At Gu Yang-chun’s words, Namgung-jin finally examines his body.

It was clear that there was brain energy surrounding the body.

Namgoongjin looks at Guyangcheon with a shocked face.

“how… .”

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear about the concession. As for my heart, I also want to be considerate to that extent, but unfortunately, it seems impossible with this poor body. I hope you understand.”

The tip of Guyangcheon’s sword points toward Namgungjin. The sword is not ringing. However, Namgung-jin had the illusion that he could hear the sword name.

The invisible began to appear. is it hallucination In Namgungjin’s eyes, it was as if Gu Yangchun’s body had become a sword.

‘Unity of body and sword?’

Namgung-jin had to shake his head at that heavy name.

It is a state that even oneself has not reached. No, should I express it as a state? My grandfather said it was a somewhat separate realm from the realm he would reach as a military man.

So, is that the day of the new sword? Namgung-jin firmly wanted to say no, but he was not so sure.

“The tip of the sword is not straight.”

Gu Yangchun’s voice awakens Namgungjin from contemplation.

“Once upon a time, that’s what I said to a close friend.”

“You dare to teach me… .”

“That part was similar, because the madman answered the same way.”

“What are you talking about… !”

“It’s not a big deal, it’s right that a lot of things change now that the times have passed.”

Moving steps do not falter. The posture of holding the sword was still unattractive, but Namgung-jin’s head was completely confused by the action he had just shown.

Guyangcheon takes a step.

“At least he wouldn’t have wanted it to change like this, so I guess I’ll have to clean it up. It’s funny, I wasn’t originally supposed to be in this role.”

“You guys… .”

The moment when your collapsing self-esteem is about to turn into anger. Something passed through Namgung-jin’s throat.

Namgoongjin grabs his neck and steps back. Contrary to the clear sensation, his own neck was not cut.

“You better concentrate. You will regret it otherwise.”

At the same time as he finished speaking, Guyangchen’s sword cut through the air again.