Academy’s Power Master

Equestrian War (7)

“… … Are you a first-year student?”

“What do 15-year-olds eat to grow up like that?”

“It’s not just the avant-garde that’s strong. Neither the center nor the nose are easy.”

“What about the rear?”

“… … 😬 I’m a little weak. Still, it must be true that he is a good enough person to hold on there.”

“That’s right.”

semi-finals.

People gathered in the semi-finals, which were as highly anticipated as the finals, were all tongue-in-cheek over the final battle.

Heize, a first-year, who took down second-year Ren, who received everyone’s attention with only one swordsmanship.

The evaluation of him rose rapidly, and the evaluation of the same team members also increased accordingly.

Among them, the highest rated is none other than-

“But an intermediate spirit in the second year? Aren’t you crazy?”

“Finally, the sun is shining even in the Spirit Department.”

“Ahhh! Elena! I believed it!”

“Professor Harun, please… … .”

“Helena! Elena! Milk color! Elena!”

“… … Heize, I think I’m going to die- I think I’m going out for lunch-“

It was Elena.

In fact, he was nauseous with a pale complexion due to excessive interest, but honestly, it was also true that the riders of each team stood out.

Intermediate spirit.

As Elena showed compatibility with all four elemental spirits, it was not difficult to notice that he signed a contract with all four four elemental intermediate spirits even if he only saw one elemental elemental.

In particular, Professor Harun, who believed in Elena, was doing a shoulder dance, probably because he was really excited.

‘cute.’

When looking at Professor Harun’s shoulder dance with joy, thinking that it would be broken into several pieces if others had known.

“You went up first.”

“Oh, I wish you good luck too.”

Cheon So-young, who has a match in the afternoon, came up to me and congratulated me.

To that, I also bowed my head and replied that I hoped for a good result in the afternoon game.

“… … I’ll ask you in the afternoon.”

“Tomorrow is the enemy-”

“Ugh… … .”

“It’s a joke. See you at the massage room.”

After the afternoon game, I handed a prank to So-Young Cheon, who asked for a massage, thinking about the final to be held tomorrow.

Looking at their backs, Cheon So-young made a sad expression on her face.

“Hmm, taking it seems difficult, so there is only one left.”

The only masseuse in the world.

If he didn’t want to go, there was only one way left.

“I should make a suggestion to my father about an exchange student.”

Exchange student.

A method of exchanging outstanding students with students from other schools from ancient times to learn about the culture of the country and the lessons of that school.

Originally, it was not something a single student could lead, but her father was the only emperor of the Mu Empire.

“Well, for now, shall we focus on what is right in front of us?”

However, exchange students were still a long way off, and now is the time to focus on the semi-finals of the equestrian war that awaited us.

of course.

“It won’t be an earthquake.”

She was the one who didn’t even think about losing.

* * *

“Is it the finals? I’m trembling.”

“Hey, I am Cheong Shim-hwan. Cheongsimhwaan… … .”

“Helena, moderate tension is good, but excessive tension is not good.”

“Ugh, don’t do it… … .”

“It’s okay, was it ever going to be revealed? There’s nothing better than popping out when your eyes are gathered like yesterday.”

“… … Whoa.”

Elena, who had been tormented by people since the semifinals and to Professor Harun, groaned with a sad face.

It seems that many people’s interest in the new-breasted Elena was quite poisonous.

Of course, unlike him, the eyes of the others were twinkling.

“Hey! Let’s win! Championship!”

“Of course, Natasha. Our strength will be enough to defeat her.”

“Um, Socheonma Cheon Soyoung is not an easy opponent, but… … What about you?”

Natasha clenched her fists and cried out for victory, and Bella nodded in agreement as if it was natural.

Conversely, Marlon Haster, who was in charge of the rear, kicked his tongue at the two of them who were so confident about their final opponent, So-Young Cheon, but if it were us… … muttered.

It was.

The winner of yesterday’s afternoon match was, of course, Socheonma Cheon Soyoung.

-The showdown between Saints and Socheonma! The winner will be taken by Socheonma!

-That’s too bad. Unfortunately, the winner of the battle between persistence and strength seems to be strength!

The match between the two teams was a victory for Socheonma to the extent that the host’s commentary was still audible.

The Holy Empire team, centered on the saint, was also strong, but Socheonma’s team was beyond imagination.

Like the Moorim, who excelled even knights in matters related to using their bodies, their movements were lame and heavy.

The only thing that was not crushed by the Holy Empire team, who had been mischievous in front of their movements of lightness and heaviness, was the rider Elizabeth Rouge.

It was thanks to the lady.

However, the saints only escaped the oppression and did not show the dignity of winning even the victory.

“… … Let’s just be careful.”

“Even the vanguard is dangerous. Heize, don’t lose.”

“Heize never loses!”

An overwhelming feast of martial arts that unfolds based on the Heavenly Demon Goddess.

Despite the limitations of being a rider, Socheonma Cheon So-yeong, who was equipped with long-range attacks using earth winds and long winds, was definitely something to watch out for.

Of course, the same goes for the enemy’s vanguard, Namgungpyo.

As if to show that he was not Cheon So-young’s right arm for nothing, Nam Gung-pyo also had a great quick foot technique based on a quick sword.

However-

“But we win.”

There was no fear or worry in my words as I strode into the arena where the final was held.

– Wow!

– Socheonma! Socheonma! Socheonma!

-Heize! Hey! Hey!

As soon as I stepped into the arena, I waved my hand at the sound of thunder and thunder and smiled as I saw Cheon So-young riding on a horse led by Namgung-pyo walking in from the other side.

“Take good care of me.”

“We are.”

The referee, who came up on the stage with Cheon So-young, who shook his head and responded to the greeting, stood between us and raised his hand.

“Get ready~”

Along with the figure of the referee preparing to step back with a droopy tip of his horse.

“start!”

Watching the referee lowering his hand to signal the start and flying his body backwards, he lit the mana tobacco he had in his mouth and sucked in about half of it at once.

The effect of sucking up half a cigarette in one sip was amazing.

An incomparable mana smoke pumps the body.

With his pounding heart, he felt his muscles and his whole body that had sucked in the smoke of mana jumped forward like a single bullet.

Boom!

It was Namgung-pyo, the enemy vanguard, who stopped me as I reached my nose with the floor that I stepped on exploded and the dust covered me.

Kang!

Namgung-pyo, who stood in the way of me with a bladeless sword, frowned slightly.

“What power… … .”

The method of strengthening the body based on inner strength is unlikely to have been pushed by Namgung-pyo from any other kingdom or empire with his physical ability.

But standing in front of him, I boasted more power than anything he had ever faced.

[Namgungpyo]

Age: 17

Strength: B (S-)

Stamina: B- (A+)

Agility: B (S-)

Intellect: C+ (A+)

Mana: A+ (S+)

Attributes: Changcheon Sword Technique (S+), Namgung Heart Technique (S+), One Sword (A+)

Skills: Speargung (S), Speargung (S-), Composure (A+)

‘I comply. That’s about it.’

Gorgeous traits and skills.

It was a status window that showed that he was born with a good body and received a good class from a good family, but the stats themselves were mediocre.

To be honest, it’s not enough to say that it’s like a monster at that level, but it’s because the Avengers aren’t the Avengers for nothing.

right-

“Ugh-”

“If it’s hard, you fall. I don’t want to hit the elders.”

“… … but still free What do you mean?”

The hand holding the sword that blocked my fist suddenly broke.

Despite the visible evidence that he was being pushed by force, Namgoong Pyo showed off his sword with a red-hot face.

🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Changchun Method.

The swordsmanship that is handed down from the Namgung family to the family’s secret technique is elegant and swiftly stabs, cuts, and strikes my body.

It dazzles my eyes, and a heavy shock hits me in one piece at a time.

“You don’t give up before you get hurt.”

I shrugged my shoulders at Namgungpyo’s words as he smirked as he pushed me to see how much leeway I had.

“It hurts, but I’m not ready to give up.”

“… … What?”

My non-human-level body was not to the point of being embarrassed by the pain of being beaten by a razor sharp sword.

It would have hurt a bit if I had my sword wrapped around it, but I’m not the one who would back down just because I was hit by a sword.

squeaky-

Heize-style boxing shone again with the eerie ringing from his lightly clenched fists.

“… … jab.”

“… … !”

A jab punch like a single bullet that stretches out like a beam of light.

It is an attack that spreads like a light check, but in the sense that the opponent who unfolded it is me, it emits power that can be regarded as a nuclear bomb punch, and it is pierced into the empty body.

“Turn it off-”

It was a tremendous pain, with both eyes wide open and not even speaking properly.

But I had no intention of stopping there.

I was trembling, but the hand holding the sword was still holding the sword-

“straight.”

“… … !!”

One-Two Punch.

The moment the most basic combination unfolds in my hand.

Whoa!

My fist, which hit my chin precisely, sent Namgoong-pyo to Hong Kong.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the foam on the corner of my mouth, and it looked like my handsome face was pretty ruined, but I didn’t forget a single word.

“… … The left hand is a sleeping pill, and the right hand is the Hwangcheongil. Seniors.”

“What kind of dog is that… … .”

Leaving behind Namgung-pyo, who passed out without finishing his words, we started running towards the goal of winning the final.

* * *

wheeze~

‘strong.’

As Namgoong Pyo disappeared and there were only three people protecting the saddle, the saddle shook violently, and the body of Cheon So-young, who was riding on it, also shook violently.

However, Cheon So-young sat down with a comfortable face and watched all the attacks.

Heize, who played Namgoong Pyo, was obviously strong, but the rest of them also showed strength that was not appropriate for their age.

‘Swordsmanship, magic, spirits… … All I can say is that they are really diverse.’

It was great.

fallow year.

Chun So-young was truly amazed and surprised to learn that students of a similar age had developed such an ability.

“But that is the end. Strength collapses in front of greater strength.”

On the swaying saddle, Soyoung Chun gently rose from her seat and took a posture.

Cheon So-yeong, who sits peacefully on a saddle that sways like a wave, unfolds the first tour of a light volleyball.

“Three volumes of destruction and destruction, Volume One.”

“… … Hold on, everyone!”

When the rider holds out his trump card to overthrow all the boards, and when he clenches his teeth and endures the attack to overcome the numerical inferiority of 3 to 4.

Riding lightly clenched fists, the blue inner air and black magic swirled all over his body.

When it peaked!

“One-way bankruptcy.”

One of the three fists of Emperor Tess, the one-handed bankruptcy, unfolded in Cheon So-Young’s hands.

As the name suggests, Tess really broke the mountain with one punch, and the same knives attacked Heize and the others.

end.

When such a thought pops up in everyone’s mind, and the students of the Mu Empire who endured are happy.

“Elena aa”

“… … Noesu!!!”

Quad Duck!

The moment Heize called out Elena’s name.

The ground between Heize and Soyoung Cheon swayed, and at the same time, a huge earthen barrier was blocked between the two.

quagga gag!

“The words… … no… … A higher spirit of the earth?”

Although the wall of soil that rose up quickly broke down, it was of no use in that it was able to block the Emperor’s Fist once but surely.

When Cheon So-young looks in vain as she sees the wall that has turned into a pile of dirt crumble.

“… … Silape!”

– Step on it!

Tung!

With the help of a translucent spirit, Heize flew to Cheon So-young, stepping on a footstool made of wind.

Heize jumped several meters high while holding the saddle and carrying four people, including the rider, stepping on the wind step and casting a double jump.

“Left hand is a sleeping pill, right hand is Hwangcheongil!!!”

“… … !”

As it was, he thrust his fist into Cheon So-young’s chin and abdomen.

The final blow, which gave even more strength than when facing Namgung-pyo, sank Cheon So-yeong.

The finals of the exchange and equestrian competitions.

It was the moment when the winner was decided.