Chapter 127 – Episode 127 Baek Cheong-Ha, the Granddaughter of the Eroded Sword Castle (4)

“Let’s see how much I practiced for 4 years?”

The Sword Saint’s voice was soft, but the rage built up in it was so deep that it was unfathomable.
I’m just not venting that anger.

The Sword Master’s sword body was full of jade-colored sword energy and shone.
It was dazzlingly beautiful, but there were tens of thousands of monsters who ran away from that sword.
A swordsman with the purest sword spirit in Korea.

On this earth overflowing with countless strong men, he is the only man who dares to claim that he has realized the ultimate meaning of the sword.

Sword Saint
He is the only one who is said to be the Sword Saint.
The anger of a man who said that even Choi Woo-sung, the strongest player in Korea, could not be defeated with a sword, was colder than anyone else.

Then he took up the sword to restore his granddaughter who was eroded by demonic energy.

Chungha’s fan unfolded while facing such a swordsman.
Originally, the jade line, which was as beautiful as the sword of the sword master, was now red like blood.

How many people’s blood was soaked into that fan.
How thick the magic had changed her body.

I couldn’t guess.

Black demonic energy swayed from her fan.
The jade-colored sword resembling a sword castle left no trace.

She too was furious with us.
Perhaps he is angry at having destroyed the temple of his god.

“Originally, I would have given up the player, but it wouldn’t mean anything to you right now. Take it well That is my challenge.”

The Sword Master’s sword moved.
Realizing the extreme meaning of the Cheonryu sword, his sword aimed at Cheongha’s body.
It was an insanely soft attack, but it was strangely overpowering.
It must mean that the anger within the sword castle is that strong.

Window!

Cheongha noona spread her jade line and hit the sword of the swordsman.
Likewise, the Cheonryu Sword.
Except for the use of a fan, it was the same as that of the Sword Saint.
No.

‘It’s stronger.’

Could it be because of the mysterious bodysuit she is wearing?

On the contrary, Chungha noona’s movements were much softer and stronger than the swordswoman’s.

Two strong energies collided.
It was a power that gave goosebumps just by touching it.

I clenched my fists.
Stronger abilities than before, newly acquired skills, and a body that has been hardened through continued training.

I thought I was strong enough.

I thought there wouldn’t be many people who would beat me in Korea.
In fact, it was because he somehow rubbed against Lee Kang-san without Jeong Soo-ryun’s skill.

‘Lack.’

I felt it the moment I saw the fight between Geomseong and Cheongha noona.
That it is still lacking.
It was not enough to defeat Daesung, Choi Woo-sung, who was considered stronger than the swordsman, and Daesung, his guild.

I clenched my fists.
And I saw two sword dances.

It was beautiful.
It was as if a pair of dancers were dancing.
The swordsmanship that seemed to tear everything apart clashed in the middle, but I thought it was beautiful when I saw it.

“You are strong! How strong you are! At least it looks like you haven’t missed training. By the way!”

The Sword Master’s sword wrapped around Cheongha’s arm like a snake.

“You rely too much on the cursed Magi!”

His swordsman bruised Chungha’s arm.
The black bodysuit was torn, revealing pure white skin.
Cheongha, who was dripping red blood, kicked his foot at the Sword Saint’s head without changing a single expression.
Very flexible movement.
As if expecting even that, the swordsman tilted his head back to avoid it.
A fight without an inch of concession.

The Sword Master’s sword aimed at Cheongha’s body.
At that moment, I shattered Cheongha’s feet with telekinesis.

“Cool!”

The mangled mana gate overloaded and vomited her blood.

‘Shit.’

His body was so damaged that he couldn’t stand even cutting the ground in a radius of only 2 meters.

“Damn it…”

In the meantime, the swordsman took advantage of the momentary gap I created and gradually began to inflict more scars on Cheongha’s body.

Cheongha’s fan sometimes pointed at me, but the swordsman didn’t allow Chungha to move like that.

“Is there anything left to do with me? It would be embarrassing if you ignored your grandfather.”

He was forced to pretend to be bright.
Myeonggyeongsu (明鏡止水).
Keeping his mind as clear as possible was the reason his sword was strong.

The fight gradually began to favor the Sword Saint.
Even without that, the swordsman had a slight advantage.
Telekinesis that hindered her movement at the right time.
It was clear that it would be quite annoying from Chungha’s point of view.

“Let’s end this now. I intend to take you out of the dungeon.”

The Sword Master’s sword pointed at her leg.

At first, the idea was to break the red core on the back of her neck, just like she did to the other armor roaming the dungeon.
However.

-Isn’t that core supposed to sustain life? It’s important to figure it out without touching it as much as possible.

Even if it was broken, an appraisal was required in advance.
Like I said, maybe her body is supported by that core.
The swordswoman accepted my opinion and chose to subdue her by making her unable to fight as her best option.

The tide of the fight turned.
Chungha’s movements gradually slowed as the wounds gradually increased.

She was several times stronger than before with a strange body suit and Magi, but in the end, her opponent was the Sword Saint.
That’s also the swordsman’s sincere mode to somehow restore his granddaughter to normal.
There are only a few opponents on Earth who can defeat that monster.

The moment Cheongha stepped back, the Sword Master aimed at her ankle.
A blow of will that she somehow overpowers, even if she can’t live unattended afterwards.
If only that succeeds.

That moment.

“Ha, do… Father…”
“!!!”

A word that he stammered out.

The word grandfather.

The Sword Saint widened her eyes.
Could it be that her consciousness, her ego, has returned?

The sword of the Sword Master who found a little hope stopped.

And she didn’t miss that moment.
Unfolded the debt.

Awesome!

“Cuck!”

With an attack loaded with demonic energy, the Sword Saint struck down on the shoulder.

His self-defense was broken, his muscles were torn and his bones were shattered.

“Old man!”

The Sword Saint was struck by that moment of hesitation.

I hurriedly ran to him and stopped Chung-ha from giving me an extra hit.

Chaeeng!

“Cool!”

Her demonic blade touched my saber and crumpled my body.

“Cool!”

Shit.
Physical condition…

She also suffered significant injuries, but I also suffered formidable injuries.
It was best to step back while holding the Sword Saint.

“Senior, are you okay?”
“This… I ate one… I’m getting older, so I’m losing my concentration…”

The swordsman blocked the blood flow around the affected area with his intact arm.
The bleeding had stopped, but it was virtually impossible to fight.

“I must ask you… If, really, if you decide that it will be difficult to save that child…”
“Don’t say that. I will do my best.”
“I’m sorry.”

Leaning the Sword Saint against the wall, I raised my saber.

“Sister, sorry. Because we are a tag team.”

It was the start of round 2.

Having learned her sword from her sword master, I mixed her with her sword almost every day.

His record is 1000 matches, 1 draw and 999 losses.

Never won

-You can see the movement too much.

As much as the Sword Saint, he was the one who taught me.
He was the death penalty and the second teacher.

She remembered the time when she had a fight with her.

-Gigkick, are you saying you have to pay attention before running to the opponent? Gosu is said to be able to predict the opponent’s movement even with the wriggling of his ankle.
– Senior, can you see that?
-I can’t see how is it? Do seniors look like the sky now?

-Hey! Wake! Mind the bottom!
-This is too complacent, believing only in the Cheonryu sword method.
-How long are you going to trust only your strength like that?

My wooden sword was always blocked by her fan and couldn’t reach it.
Rather, even though I had a longer reach, she always squeezed me.

-I need to practice more. Little boy

The boring words I heard every time I lost.

And in the final fight.

-It’s quite good. My skills have improved a lot.

It was her first win against her.

-I’ll win next time.

There was nothing after that.
Because I couldn’t fight.

“The last sparring was seven years ago. Since my sister started her hunter activities, I hardly met her.”
“Ha ha… Friend… Ji.”

Like an animal, it just repeated the same words.
It was a luxury to expect an answer.

‘The body is broken, but…’

The same goes for opponents.

I still had the skills I had acquired from my students.
Yuara’s telekinetic powers were used up helping her swordsman, but there were still maneuver strikes and build-up left.

[Casts a maneuvering blow. Speed ​​increases.]
[Weaknesses found through build-up: 2nd damage after 5 – 420%]

From the time she started fighting the swordsman, she had her build-up turned on as her target.
It’s a skill that gets stronger as time passes.

Using this, she was able to deal additional damage with her telekinesis.
If it wasn’t for that, there wouldn’t be any scratches.

‘There are only two attacks that can damage my sister.’

I had to solve everything within these 2 attacks.

“Do you remember what I said? Next time we fight, I will definitely win.”
“Haha, Burr… Ji.”
“Let’s win today’s sparring and end it.”

I grabbed my sword.
Movement speed increased by maneuvering strike.
Just as Chungha noona is not the girl she used to be, I am not the person I used to be.

The two wounded men kicked off their seats.
One to get rid of intruders.
The other to bring him back to normal.

The sword and the fan meet.
A huge wave occurred.

Wow!

Clash of Mana.
There wasn’t a storm like when they fought the Sword Master, but the explosion between the two was enough to shake the temple.

I deliberately excluded the Tenryu Sword from this fight.
This swordsmanship is a fight that uses the knowledge I gained in actual combat.

She won’t know

In the 7 years we haven’t met, what I’ve learned is as much as what I learned when I was under the Sword Saint.

‘Once.’

I bleed
Chungha noona stumbled greatly.
A large portion of her bodysuit had come off, and she was bleeding profusely.

I squeezed out the rest of my strength.
This may be her last chance to captivate her.

Couldn’t miss this one.
Don’t miss out.

Cheongha swung her fan using the techniques of the Chenryu swordsmanship.
It’s a familiar pattern.

The one that always gave me defeat.
An attack that I know but cannot stop, aiming at my vital points like a snake.

-Can’t you stop this too?

It was as if he could hear the voice of Chungha noona, who was elated.

But.
I am different now.

Her attacks were sharp, but she knows the way.
Which is fake and which is real.
I could tell without the eyes to distinguish the truth.

And I also knew the solution.

Rather than blocking her attacks, the bold move to burrow into the caster is the way to victory.

She got stronger
However, her swordsmanship did not change much from 7 years ago.

“Nuna should do more training.”

I stabbed her sword, spitting out her words, which she did to me every time.

Fu-wook!

What I was aiming for was her ankle.
It was the weakness of Chungha noona that I could see, and the best way to control her so that she could not escape.

You can never escape through that portal.

[Successfully exploited the weakness.]
[Critical!]
[Twice the damage is added.]

“#$%&^@!&%^!!!”

She screamed and fell to her floor.
I cut off the string connected to the bodysuit and kicked it away.

Done.

“Cool!”

I vomited blood along with heart-rending pain boots.

This is the last one.

The hypnosis I got from Mina.
With this, I’ll have enough pressure to take them out of the dungeon…

He hypnotized Chungha by placing her hand on the head of Chungha, who had fallen with her weapon dropped.

It was clear that if I used more skills here, my body would be destroyed.
But you can’t back down.

Hypnotize her, figure out her way to decipher her through her emotions after she calms her down.
This was my way
Her hypnosis could not dispel all of her magic that made her a monster.
However, through the emotions I have, I will be able to find a way to cancel//remove the magic cast by the being called the Beholder.

That was the last thing I hoped for, and it was hope.

However.

[The opponent’s charisma is higher than the level of hypnosis.]
[This is a target that cannot be hypnotized.]
[Hypnosis is canceled.]

… What?

Did you come all this way and say it’s a failure?
I sacrificed this much to subdue her on purpose.

Why?
Why is the most important skill not working here?
Why?

“Isn’t it okay… ?”

I heard the voice of the Sword Master reading my expression.
His trembling voice was wet.

“Is there any other way?”

I couldn’t answer

“It really, really doesn’t seem right… Hehe, he’s alive and well, but he can’t get it back…”

The swordsman was shedding tears.

“Then… Let me die as a human. I can’t let this condition make me suffer any more…”

Hearing the sword master’s voice filled with hesitation, he thought.

‘Does it really have no choice but to kill?’

No.
Clearly there is a way…

But it was strange.

“…”

I felt that the look in her eyes, which had been frowning at her pain, had changed.

What should I say?
Shall we say that blind hostility is gone?

He still hadn’t returned his focus, but at least he seemed unwilling to attack me.

“Chungha sister?”
“…”

No answer.
Just blankly staring at me.

No way.
That hypnosis is lifted.

That watcher’s hypnosis is also canceled…

Before even thinking about it.

“Master!”

Twilight sub guild leader Yeom Ryu-hyun and the twilight guild members were running towards us.