62 – Battle (4)

When people witness an absurd situation, their eyes widen and they break into a cold sweat. And they tend to deny the reality they face.

Was Ymir really that strong?

Yoo Seong-won, who was sitting in the audience, swallowed saliva and rubbed his eyes. Suspicious, strange and strange. The Ymir he knew wasn’t that strong. She was, at most, a loach that had just emerged from a stream.

But….

Her feet were barely visible from Ymir’s movements earlier, and her first blow was barely visible. It makes sense that she couldn’t figure out Ymir’s movements herself.

Does this make sense?

“… It does not make sense.”

While muttering in pain, I looked to the side and Pyo Hang-wu also had a dismayed expression on his face. Yoo Seong-won and Pyo Hang-woo, including Park Jeong-pal, were looking forward to today.

The idea of the chosen people, which ordinary people cannot understand, was as natural as breathing for them, and when a person who should be below rises to the top, annoyance wells up just for that reason.

It’s not just that reason, but when anyone sees a person with rapid growth, they compare that ability with their own. And when he feels that his ability is relatively low, he hates the other person.

Especially if the other person is definitely worse than me, but his growth is faster.

Yoo Seong-won is the eldest son of the Yu family, a family of heroes with a long history. As the eldest son was born first among his siblings, he is very competitive and tends to keep his dominance. That is why he consciously avoids Choi Ji-sung and Han Cheol-woo.

But she felt bad when Ymir, whom she had hitherto been underestimated, even accused of being her primitive man, threatened her position. So she thought of crushing him thoroughly, using a legitimate opportunity like a match.

However, such an absurd thing could happen.

Yoo Seong-won asked cautiously.

“How much Kim broth is there?”

Pyo Hang-wu, who was staring at Ymir, answered.

“… The last time the instructor measured it, was it 8,000 combat strength?”

“Hmm.”

At 8,000, you’re worse than me.

Suddenly, there is a sense of relief.

When I measured my fighting power at that time, Ymir was 9200 and I was 10,100.

Even though I went through the training intensive run, this gap would not have widened or narrowed significantly. While Yoo Seong-won was thinking about that, Ymir was knocking down another student.

“Ymir wins!”

The instructor at the referee announced the victory and wanted the game to end, but then the next game started right away.

Playing games in a row without taking a break.

Yoo Seong-won clicked his tongue in anxiety while watching it.

Still, if you look closely, he’s not an opponent you can’t beat.

He held on to the spearhead set next to his chair.

* * *

I dealt with the cadets one after another to get rid of the horns as well. But I wasn’t tired at all. The stronger body, the experience of active duty, and the martial arts learned from Park Dae-shik. I couldn’t get tired of being tired.

“Ymir cadet. The next opponent is waiting, so can we continue the match right away?”

The medical staff formally approached and checked my condition, and the instructor who served as a referee approached and said cautiously. After playing three matches in a row, he seems to be nervous inside.

“Yes. You may proceed.”

I nodded vigorously in response.

“Then I will prepare.”

According to my memory, my next opponent will be Park Jeong-pal.

As expected, the moment I thought that, the referee approached the waiting cadet, and after a while, Park Jeong-pal came up on the field.

“Ymir….”

He gripped the spear with his trembling hand. It seems that he is still grappling with what he was beaten by me before.

I have a narrow stomach.

After a while, the instructor announced the start of the match and the match began. I didn’t have to drag too long, I went up to him and pushed him hard.

“Uh uh… What, what!”

Park Jeong-pal is not a villain, but a good actor. So he has no reason to beat and scratch.

I am such a nice person.

But is it because the excitement of repeated battles put strength in his body?

Or is it because Park Jeong-pal was weaker than I expected?

“Uh, uh, uh… !”

I pushed lightly, aiming for the outside of the field, but Park Jung-pal flew heavily and hit the outer wall of the audience.

“Keah!”

Looking at him coughing up blood, he must have suffered quite a blow.

No, what… So weak

I was frowning after seeing him fainting, but the instructor approached and announced my victory.

* * *

Woo Sang-hyang was dumbfounded and shouted.

“Nonsense!”

Park Jeong-pal is stronger than himself. Having inherited the lineage of the Dawn Lion of the mid-level guild, he has a mastery of spearmanship to the extent that he even learned home electronics unlike the other cadets, and his fighting power was excellent as well.

Isn’t it ninth in the ranking of first-year cadets right now?

However, Ymir’s light gesture threw him out of the arena as if he had been hit by a jangmyeon, and passed out after vomiting blood. I was dumbfounded by the sight, so I was shaking my cheeks, but Woo Do-ji said from the side.

“The rumors were true.”

“Rumors? What rumors?”

“Rumors that Park Jeong-pal is weaker than expected.”

Woo Sang-hyang narrowed his brows and asked.

“What is that?”

“Park Jeong-pal has good talent and ability, but he lacks actual combat experience, and it is said that he fought with a cadet and was badly beaten.”

“Uh huh?”

They didn’t know that the rumors came from Ymir. Either that or not, Kim Il-lon smiled as if he wanted to see what he was doing. At that smile, Woo Sang-hyang’s expression crumpled.

* * *

After a few more matches, it was time for lunch. After the meal, the next game was held in the stadium on the second floor, not in the basement.

I checked my opponent and it was Yoo Seong-won.

Finally, the jjokjjengs are over.

I thought as I headed towards the stadium.

Yoo Seong-won How strong is this guy?

I wish I was strong. The stronger he is than I expected, the more he will be of great help later on beyond my expectations.

* * *

I have no appetite to eat. The rice didn’t go over, so I was giggling, but Pyo Hang-woo said from the other side.

“I heard Park Jung-pal was going to the recovery room.”

Yoo Seong-won put down his chopsticks and drank some water before asking.

“Recovery room?”

“Uh.”

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“… Ymir is stronger than I thought.”

Pyo Hang-wu muttered as if he was fed up. It means that Park Jeong-pal suffered a wound that needed to be treated in the recovery room because of that light gesture.

“Don’t talk weakly.”

“No, just. I want to abstain….”

Yoo Seong-won deliberately acted strongly to hide his fear.

“I will win.”

He stopped eating and took the tray with him and threw it all in the leftovers. Then he headed to the stadium where the match was held.

* * *

“Can we continue the match?”

I nodded and answered the instructor’s question. On the other side, Yoo Seong-won also nodded and replied. He held a spear like Park Jeong-pal, and his momentum was greater than that of Park Jeong-pal. He didn’t look sloppy.

“Start!”

The instructor announced the start of the game and Yoo Seong-won approached. He grabbed the spear and swung it. Judging by the subtle magic power drifting around the spear, it seems that they are using magic expression techniques.

I put magic into my fist and responded to it. After using the meteor beam, I used the meteor infinity, and the spearhead that pointed forward rotated once to block my attack. It was like turning a windmill through a window.

As expected, the main character is the main character.

The main characters have a stronger aspect than ordinary cadets. The same goes for Yoo Seong-won, who has a genius-level talent for spearmanship. As he approached, rotating the window, the sound of the wind could be felt heavy even though there was quite a distance. When you deal with Yoo Seong-bo with a meteor attack, Yoo Seong-won blocks the attack with a spear and immediately counterattacks. The movement is simple and intuitive.

In order to know his skill, I faced him without avoiding him. Blocking the window with his arm, I can feel his magic power. At the same time, holding the spear pole with his hand, you can feel his strength.

I energized the hand that held the spear and confronted him with my magical powers. Yoo Seong-won, who was trying to retrieve the spear, shouted in embarrassment as his magical power and mine collided with the spear as a medium.

“Let go!”

I approached him holding the spear. At that moment, the mana that wrapped around the spear became ferocious. When I let go of my hand, the spear bounced like a spring, and the next moment the spear was struck vertically like lightning.

Craft!

After dodging that fierce blow, I looked at the spot where I was standing and saw soot engraved on the floor. The power is quite good.

Looks like a martial artist.

I responded while confirming his skills. He breaks prostitutes with his fists and strikes them sharply whenever he sees loopholes. Is it lack of experience? It looks like that.

Then, when the time for the match was over, I closed the distance just like I did with Park Jeong-pal and pushed his chest as if using a chess technique.

“Uh, uh… !”

Yoo Seong-won shouted like a fool and fell out of the arena. It was out of bounds.

“Ymir wins.”

The instructor announces my victory and the battle is over.

* * *

“Crazy.”

Woo Sang-hyang was dumbfounded and shouted.

Yoo Seong-Won is stronger than himself. There is an incomparable difference between a heroic family and an ordinary cadet. He is the difference between financial resources, environment, and support. This is why cadets from ordinary people are inferior to cadets from heroic families no matter how talented they are. The environment, like heredity, has a great influence on the flowering of talent.

“Yoo Seong-won lost.”

Such Yoo Seong-won was defeated. He lost It’s dumbfounded to see him fight so tight and lose out of the box. Kim Il-ron smiled quietly from the side.

“Hey, did I tell you? Fighting power doesn’t lie.”

Woo Sang-hyang remembered the fact that Yoo Seong-won had a higher combat power and immediately tried to refute it. Then, realizing that Yoo Seong-won’s next turn was his turn, he hurriedly manipulated the smart watch.