Academy’s Power Master

Dalian (2)

Chaeng- Chaeeng- Chaeng!

The sounds of weapons clashing against each other resounded throughout the auditorium.

Professor Belmont and his assistant professor took a team and saw the referee.

“….lost.”

“I won!”

“…It’s boiling, it’s a draw.”

One, two- If the tension is too tight even in the midst of competing against each other and winning or losing, Belmont or assistant professor directly intervened to deal with a draw.

Regardless of gender, it was a rivalry that was covered only by Professor Belmont’s eyes, but the scene was unexpectedly tense.

“what? How am I?”

“Damn, what cowardice did you use!”

“How can I not get tired of it?!”

Professor Belmont’s eyesight was great.

Even though it was an opponent that one side thought was superior, the victory was unexpectedly given to those who thought it was disadvantageous.

The reason was simple.

“I have definitely paired the equals. A draw is usually the right choice, and most victories are due to the opponent’s carelessness. And in the case of a complete defeat… it is due to unconditional carelessness.”

“…”

No matter how strong one side seemed to the students, in the eyes of Professor Belmont, their level was similar.

In other words, it meant that the losing side’s carelessness contributed greatly to the defeat.

“next-“

Leaving behind those who were stunned by the victory and those who could not believe the defeat, Professor Belmont pushed the other students into the dungeon.

of course-

‘I’m looking forward to it. Heize-kun with a perfect score in the first semester physical evaluation.’

Even while observing their match, it was only natural that Heize had her eyes fixed on him.

*

“My Chalianga.”

After everyone’s battle, it was only me and Marlon left.

After confirming that, I finished stretching and led my body perfectly watered into the dinning room.

It was a simple place in the gym, but it was quite spacious.

There seemed to be no situation in which he could not move his body properly in a small space.

“The last match is between Marlon and Heize. Let me just say that one has a good first-semester swordsmanship evaluation, and the other has a good body-related evaluation. But… in your case, you can’t be sure of victory or defeat, so don’t be vigilant and do it sincerely.”

As it was the last match, Malone and I were the strongest among the students Belmont evaluated.

To be precise, that is what he sees and evaluates.

As the two strongest people and I’ve never seen anything right, I didn’t even have a weapon, so it was only natural for him to worry and give advice for the first time.

“Hey, you don’t even have a weapon – are you talking stupid?”

“I can lift it if I need it, but I don’t really want to take it right now.”

“…Are you saying that I don’t even need a weapon now?”

I didn’t mean it that way.

I just wanted to check out martial arts first, so I just entered the dalian without holding a weapon.

Marlon Haster.

The eldest son of the Haster family, he was not a weakling.

If someone other than me had stood in this place, he would have been the winner.

Yes, if not ‘I’ but someone else.

[Heize]

Age: 15

Strength: B+ (SSS)

Stamina: C+ (SSS)

Agility: C+ (SSS)

Intellect: F- (C)

Mana: FFF (FFF)

Traits: Child Abandoned by Heaven (SSS), Weapon Skills (SS), Martial Arts (SS), Intellect Decrease[Restriction] (F), Mana Dissipation[Restriction] (FFF) / Insight (?).

Skill: X

Strength B+, Stamina C+, Agility C+.

this is my current state

[Marlon Haster]

Age: 15

Strength: C- (B+)

Stamina: D+ (B)

Agility: D (B)

Intellect: D+ (C+)

Mana: D (B-)

Skill: Haster-style swordsmanship (A)

Special Note: The eldest son of Count Haster

Strength C- Stamina D+ Agility D.

This is the state of Malone.

Even with simple calculations, there are 5 levels of strength, 3 levels of stamina, and 4 levels of agility.

‘If you think about the potential between the two of us… Even if I die and wake up, the current Marlon cannot defeat me.’

The potential of the SSS cannot even be compared to Marlon’s strength, stamina, and agility, with only B and B+ limited.

So, seeing Marlon smiling with a blunt, dull bladed sword, I smiled as well.

“….Smile?”

“Start Dalian!”

Marlon frowned as if he didn’t like the way I smiled, but before he could say anything more, Professor Belmont’s start of the match resounded—

Paang!

Malone’s legs slipped and ran towards me.

‘…for now- Shall we just watch?’

such a drastic difference.

There is no chance that Marlon will win unless I stand still and beat him, so I decided to take a look at Malone’s movements first.

That’s how my first match started.

*

Whoo-! Hung! Whoo!

Marlon’s sword was heavy.

The heavy piercing sound that resounds whenever the sword cuts through the air was sure to be shattered rather than cut if the sword was orthodoxly hit.

‘Is it a heavy sword?’

There are many and many types of swordsmanship.

Natasha uses all the swordsmanship freely, but most swordsmen each sharpen one swordsmanship.

Marlon Haster.

To be precise, the Haster-style swordsmanship was a ‘heavy sword’.

It could be said that it was a swordsmanship for large monsters with only one destructive power, rather than a heavy sword, which had a similar trick to the ‘strong sword’ that was pressed by force.

In other words-

‘…It’s too slow.’

For Marlon, who has not yet perfected all of his strength, stamina, and agility, it is said that it is a swordsmanship that is not very effective.

Of course, if you get the essence of Haster-style swordsmanship, you can show a meaningful image against the same person, but it was a no-brainer for the current Marlon.

“Are you just going to avoid it, Heize?”

Marlon’s face, who used a sword heavier than the swords others used to bring out the magic of my swordsmanship, turned red and hot.

This is because the breath became short due to anger and decreased stamina.

C-.

It’s not a low number.

Considering that the level of incoming students is D, Marlon will be able to become a well-known knight by the time he graduates.

But at least it’s not at the level that you’re going to have the guts in front of me.

“No, I’m going to finish it soon.”

“….cheeky!”

When I asked him why he was avoiding him, he replied that he would not avoid it.

I caught the movements of Malone’s feet, hands, and muscles step by step, driving me up even more with every word I said.

‘I can do it all day long…but not Marlon, right?’

So close.

My fitness level is C+.

The current Ardian Academy’s level of ordinary (?) seniors in the senior class.

With this level of stamina, if the opponent was a much weaker target than me, this meaningless and meaningful level of fighting could be spent all day.

glance-

‘…Professor Belmont, who is watching the referee over there, isn’t like that.’

Unlike Malone, Professor Belmont is an active-duty student.

The difference in stats is also a difference in stats, but his experience and skills are not even comparable to that of Marlon.

‘It would be nice to fight once.’

I realized it for sure through my confrontation with Malone.

The horror of my martial arts and martial arts characteristics.

And I decided to give it a try once in a while to use the awesomeness I had discovered.

wave-

My new model becomes as white as smoke as it sinks into the muddy floor.

“…what?”

Too fast for the young Marlon’s eyes to catch up-

“Magic?”

He wonders if it is a means using the miracle of magic, but Professor Belmont’s eyes widen but the word magic does not come out, so Marlon stops the offensive and takes a defensive stance like a tortoise crouching its neck.

Heavy sword is a swordsmanship that has its strengths not only in attack but also in defense.

“….come!”

So even if Marlon couldn’t catch the speed, he had the confidence to block Hayes’ attack.

“Yes, I have come.”

“….!!!”

However, he couldn’t stop being startled by Heize’s voice coming from behind him.

It’s not too narrow, but it’s not very spacious inside the dungeon.

The fact that he deceived his eyes and moved to the back, where he could be said to be defenseless, was enough to instill fear beyond surprise.

“It would be okay if it was a light room.”

A martial art that I encountered a few times before being drawn into the game.

The most basic and light attack of a martial art called boxing or boxing.

“Jab.”

“…Kuk-hoo!”

Paang!

The Jab stretched out and hit Malone’s defenseless back with precision.

Even though the blow was limited to only a part of the back, not the entire back, the harsh moan and salivation of Malone showed that the pain and impact was not small.

Kudang!!

He didn’t use all his strength to reach B+, but at least there was no problem in defeating Malone.

Boxing that borrows the power of defenseless, strong power, and martial arts.

The moment they came together, there could be no victory for Malone.

“Uh…how did you get that speed and power…?”

“Ask God. Because I don’t know either.”

Hayes.

Is it possible for me to know the internal circumstances of a character that is not well known even in the game?

Having roughly answered Marlon’s bewildered question, I picked up the sword that was lying on the floor.

“Did I ask why you don’t use weapons? Now I think I have a reason to write.”

“Come on… wait!”

In a situation where he could not move properly due to the pain, Marlon, who had even lost his weapon to me, hurriedly stretched out his hand.

‘…Haster style swordsmanship was like this?’

The biggest reason for the long battle with Malone.

The Haster-style swordsmanship he saw.

In other words, it was to put the heavy sword in the eye.

It was difficult to remember because he had a bald head, but the support of his weapon skills (SS) was great.

At least when it comes to weapons-related things, it seems that memory correction is attached.

Thanks to this, the Haster-style swordsmanship was completely reborn in my hands.

ugh-

The power of the world gathers in the sword lifted lightly to the sky.

A heavy sword is a sword that contains heaviness.

At the end, of course, the forest, the sea, the world, and finally the universe itself.

Of course, capturing the world or the universe is just a word, but what I am today is something different.

Kugugugugu-

I just raised my sword, but its momentum pierced the sky and crushed the earth.

puffy- puffy-

My footprints are engraved on the hard dirt floor of the gymnasium where I set my feet.

Marlon’s complexion grew pale as he saw the floor of the gymnasium, which had been sprinkled with expensive salt and reinforced with refined earth and enchanted stone, crushed like clay.

‘….Die!’

commons? Are you tight? An idiot who got attention from 3 waves in the first semester and was abandoned?

All of that didn’t matter at all now.

The ‘Heize-style heavy sword (B)’, which was reborn from Heize’s hands, fell to the ground.

The moment when an iron sword for sparring that only added weight like a meteor fell on Marlon Haster’s head.

Kang! Awkward-

Along with the sharp sword, the sound of a dent in the floor of the gym could be heard.

and-

“The match is over- Heize, your victory.”

Professor Belmont’s low voice echoed in Heize’s ears.

As well as-

“It seems Marlon Haster wasn’t enough. Let me do your evaluation. Are you okay?”

At Professor Belmont’s question as he puts on his gloves and straightens the hand holding the sword’s handle, Heize-

“good. Instead, even if you lose, you shouldn’t give your points too salty.”

“…Malone was the best of all who are here. Except for you. Even if it is, if you beat me, I will give you full marks for your practical skills, including your writing.”

“There is no reason not to.”

A battle with Professor Belmont, the Knight of Light, following the breaking of Creed twigs.

No matter how perfect the 2nd semester practical exam is at stake, those who have heard of his skills and fame would never accept it, but Heize just straightened out the hand holding the sword.

“Let’s start right away.”

“Yes.”

Since there was nothing to prepare, the fight between the two began the moment Marlon Haster, who had fainted, was dragged out of the gym by an assistant professor.

At the same time-

wave-

The new Belmont Agerion has disappeared.

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