Chapter 104 – Our

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Deed Deed Deed—!

The seon-gong belonged to Nam Do-yoon.

The red light shimmering all over his body and the floating objects around him like satellites.

Roadside trees, vehicles, and debris from the Yedae building bombarded the target in unison.

Thud-! Coo-! Thud-!

Man-made meteorites that break through the clearing, causing a lot of dust.

I ran away from the bombing site with a light run and stared at Nam Do-yoon.

The red light that becomes clearer with a very leisurely avoidance beyond thought.

Kwaaang-!

I gauged its ability by observing the vehicle mercilessly ramming the ground I was stepping on just a moment ago.

Even though he has a nickname similar to mine, ‘King’, his output is more consistent than I thought.

The camp members who can be called people and

Even though most of the northern college, which can be called territory, was taken away, the destructive power of the ability that I saw when I first encountered it was maintained.

There are two possibilities.

There is a stat unique to Nam Do-yoon that cannot be easily raised in the first place, and now you are receiving a high return that matches the high risk-

Or, being engulfed in anger, he is overdoing it without thinking about the future.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

As I continue to evade bombardment one step ahead, I hear the secret sound of gongs.

The sharp rebar that passed me as I slightly twisted his head spread the bloody hairs in Nam Do-yoon’s eyes.

Neither of those two possibilities has a major impact on the general trend.

Ugh-!

Nam Do-yoon stretches out his left hand as well as his right hand along with a moving sound resonating in the empty lot.

Deed Deed Deed—!

As if responding to his trembling hands, the empty space around me resonated with them.

A shallow trick to manipulate the ground itself, which you have to step on to evade an attack.

Awesome—!

However, as if an earthquake had occurred, he gazed upward even as the ground cracked.

Nam Do-yoon stretches his arms and floats a little higher, naturally adjusting the distance.

That was the only problem.

In the end, I had to step on the ground and Nam Do-yoon was relatively free in the air.

I have this ability that is a counter to this ability, but-

A telekinesis-type ability that has excellent efficiency in maintaining distance and partial incompetence that demonstrates its ability only when it touches the opponent.

He had to overcome this sense of distance to be able to deal with the King of the White Army.

Catching flying insects that fly in the sky and bother you.

The solution I came up with that way was very simple.

To make oneself not intend to fly far.

“Look around!”

Namdo Yoon, who would only be full of thoughts of killing me, roared with a blood clot in his neck.

Deed Deed Deed—!

The debris floating around him like satellites trembled and vibrated.

After re-aiming the target, debris slammed into the ground like beams of light.

Whoa! Coo-!

Avoiding the meteorites that created a thick cloud of dust, the ground suddenly rose upward.

Kururu―a lump of ground that carried me up from the ground while vomiting a long resonant sound.

As if I had been waiting, I quickly kicked the floor when I found a bunch of rebars being fired at me.

Fubububuk-!

Bundles of reinforcing bars that skewer the ground as soon as I disappear.

I stared at the shape of Nam Do-yoon’s mouth as he stepped on the already messy ground and spat out inaudible curses.

“Yaa—Namdo Yuuun—!”

At that moment, another voice echoed through the clearing filled with loud and small roars.

Seong Joon-gi, who was running with a wooden sword in a blue light, came into view.

The blue energy rushing towards me while exchanging some kind of gaze with Nam Do-yoon floating in the air.

There was a high probability that it was an ability related to the ‘sword’, but the intervention of a new ability that could not be determined yet.

“I finally met you, you fucking bastard!”

However, I held back the laughter that was about to burst out despite the spirited life.

Widely-! Widely-! Widely-!

Every time Sung Joon-gi hits the floor, the sense of distance decreases significantly.

I threw the metal pipe in my hand at Sung Joon-gi.

Tong-!

“… That’s fucking-!”

Sung Joon-gi strikes down a flying metal pipe with a wooden sword with a laugh.

I watched the iron pipe being thrown to the ground, tingling at the quality of his wooden sword.

An iron pipe that retains its original form even after colliding with blue energy.

While I was confirming that it was not a ‘cutting’ related ability that could approach me fatally, Sung Joon-gi, who had approached me at close range, swung his wooden sword again.

Wedge love liquid-!

Strongly suppressing the wind and cutting down the upper part that is coming up.

He twisted his shoulders as he gazed at the downward strike, which drew all his latent power.

“…”

Despite the quality of the wooden sword that failed to hit me by a single point, I could clearly feel Sung Joon-gi’s smile in the eyes that crossed each other.

As soon as he realized that the strike had failed, Sung Joon-gi let go of both hands holding the wooden sword.

Ugh-!

The wooden sword, which had been striking downward, turned on its own with a sound of movement that could be heard from a little far away.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

A swordsmanship that quickly changed from a downward strike to an upward strike aimed at my head.

I pulled my back all the way back and dodged the wooden sword controlled by telekinesis.

An unstable stance in which leisurely evasion is no longer possible.

Chin-!

Above my head, which had not yet regained balance, I heard the noise of hands clasping again.

Seong Joon-gi’s perfect upper-class, which was waiting in advance.

His wooden sword was naturally sucked into Sung Joon-gi’s hands as he grabbed the air.

“Are you dancing, asshole-?”

His eyebrows twitched slightly at Sung Joon-gi’s teasing.

Poo-!

Before Sung Joon-gi struck the sword, he pushed the guy’s upper body with his kick.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

As soon as he was pushed backwards with his upper body as a stepping stone, the bloody gong sound that crushed it.

“… You fucking bastard—!”

I straightened my bent back and looked at Sung Joon-gi, who was uttering frivolous curse words.

Sung Joon-gi, who draws a wooden sword with a gesture that is too orderly compared to his mouth.

I alternately observed the swordsmanship with the distinctive ‘tae’ characteristic of the expert and the blue light shimmering throughout the body.

Whoops-!

While observing Seong Joon-gi, the impact sound from somewhere other than my body.

I followed the sound and quickly raised my head.

Pusssss-

Two lumps of earth crashing into each other with all their might in the air.

The dust that rose up thick from the collision plunged straight into me as if being guided by an invisible hand.

Dirt dust covering the entire field of view in an instant.

Do-doo-duk-!

And lumps of soil and stones that fall like showers on the surrounding land.

Nam Do-yoon and Sung Joon-gi shed a small laugh in an environment that disturbed both sight and hearing.

Took-!

The noise behind your back during a still-deafening shower.

I quickly turned my back on the clarity, which was clearly different from the other noises.

A huge boulder and bait that caught my sight.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

I heard Nam Do-yoon’s bait behind my back and heard the fierce sound of a wooden sword.

I hurriedly turned around to slash the dirt cloud and dodge the single-point thrust of the wooden sword.

The balance collapsed again trying to avoid the stabbing through the heart.

The wooden sword that disturbed my posture soared upward through the dust.

The mass of ground floating in the air and Seong Joon-gi falling from it are captured in the gaze that goes up along the wooden sword.

A wooden sword that naturally lands in both hands of Sung Joon-gi, who has already approached the unavoidable close range, and the one who stretched out his back.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

A wide smile appeared on Sung Joon-gi’s lips as he swung down on me much faster than a moment ago.

Looking at his left hand coming up to block the wooden sword that was aiming at his head, he draws a thicker arc at the corner of his mouth.

I responded with a brighter smile and maintained my left hand.

Whoops-!

The roar of the wooden sword colliding with my left hand.

I stretched out my right hand, watching Sung Joon-gi slowly open his mouth along with the broken tree fragments.

If anyone sees an opponent trying to dodge an attack, they try to hit it.

Anyone who sees an opponent trying to avoid an attack believes that the attack will do a good job.

Chin-!

“Keheuk-!”

Seong Joon-gi came down from the sky and grabbed me by the neck at once.

“… Jun-Giyaaaaa—!”

Nam Do-yoon, who collected the dust, was shocked at the situation that was completely different from what he had hoped for.

Ugh-!

Pieces of broken wooden swords flying in the air rose all at once and shot at me.

I lightly waved my hand and held out a shield to Seong Joon-gi who was strangling me.

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In front of Sung Joon-gi’s torso, the pieces of wood trembled and stopped.

“… Keruk-! Kreuk-!”

Beyond Sung Joon-gi, who shakes his legs, his gaze meets Nam Do-yoon, who is burning red like an active volcano.

I smiled brightly at him and put my leg out.

Kkeudeudeuk-!

“… Aaaaa!

Seong Joon-gi’s legs twisted at an unusual angle, and a desperate scream pierced his sleepy neck.

“You fucking— you crazy bastard!”

Nam Do-yoon stared at Seong Joon-ki’s shaking legs and shouted in anger.

Ugh-!

Nam Do-yoon hurriedly stretched out his hand toward Sung Jun-ki.

He felt the force pulling Sung Joon Ki into his hand that was holding Sung Joon Ki.

Ugh-!

I felt the telekinesis pulling on Sung Joon-gi and shoved my partial incompetence into his body.

Nam Do-yoon’s psychokinesis gradually fades while Sung Joon-gi’s body turns golden.

I made eye contact with Nam Do-yoon, who looked at Seong Joon-gi, whose psychokinesis was not working, and who ferociously distorted his face.

Deuddeudeuk-!

“… Aaaaagh-! Rumbling-“

Sung Joon-gi’s leg twisted at the same abnormal angle as the other leg.

I choked Sung Joon-gi even harder as he frowned and raised his eyebrows.

“… Kerrrr
“Jungiyaaaaa! Let go— let go, you crazy murderer bastard—!”

Seong Joon-gi’s desperate convulsions, which can be clearly felt even from a distance.

Nam Do-yoon’s hand trembled violently as he growled as he scratched his neck vigorously as he aimed at Seong Joon-gi.

Woo woo woo woo!

Nam Do-yoon’s red light shines with a brighter color than ever before.

Woo woo woo!

However, there was already a golden light that the red light couldn’t interfere with Sung Joon-gi’s body.

“… This, this fucking haircut— fuckaaaaar—!”

His eyes trembled very finely and dirty saliva sprayed in all directions from inside his mouth.

I stared at Nam Do-yoon, who was in a panic in an instant, and kicked the floor.