Iron Blooded Villain’s Academy Class

Chapter 119

Kang Tae-min spoke calmly to Pyo Soo-ho.

“Get ready.”

“yep!”

It was in a state of spirit as always. Pyo Soo-ho waved to his friends and went straight to the locker room to put on the protective equipment.

“Sensei Kang, how did this happen?”

Rosalind asked on behalf of the surprised students. Taemin Kang briefly explained the situation.

She rolled her eyes slightly, then shook her head.

“Hmm, this must be part of education. Then I will take a step back.”

“thank you.”

As Rosalyn stepped away, the remaining students looked at her with anxious expressions.

Kang Tae-min alternately glanced at Song Dae-beom and Yoo Hwa-rin.

“Yuhwarin.”

“… Yes.”

When her name was called, she flinched. She, who was a smiling figure with a small body, withered, stimulated her protective instinct.

However, Kang Tae-min was relentless.

“You think the World Championships are your playground.”

“no… Yo.”

It was a face that looked like it would cry at any moment. Kang Tae-min’s eyes were so cold that he wanted to stop Song Dae-beom, who had been arguing with him.

“I believed you would know how to distinguish between public and private life.”

“sorry… .”

Yuhwarin held back her tears.

Just as friends are important to her, Kang Tae-min, who allowed her to meet them, was also a precious relationship.

The thought of being hated by such a person made me sad.

“With representation comes responsibility. It must be hard to shoulder responsibility with such a light heart.”

The feeling of my heart sinking.

Yu Yu Lin couldn’t even answer.

“Words spoken lightly make the person who said them lightly human. Yuhwarin, if you really didn’t like Pyosuho, you should have told him directly.”

“… Yes.”

She struggled to answer. Kang Tae-min’s words were not wrong.

“And no way, I didn’t know you would reject other students. You must have known the pain.”

Yu Yu-rin raised her head at the words that followed. I haven’t told anyone, so how do you know?

As if having read the question, Kang Tae-min calmly brainwashed himself.

“To understand someone, you can’t just look at the outside. Yoo Hwa-rin, keep an eye on Pyo Soo-ho in this match. And think about whether you really deserve to gossip.”

After Kang Tae-min said that, he turned his eyes to Song Dae-beom. Sensing that it was his turn, Song Dae-beom was very nervous.

“Song Dae-beom.”

“Yes, yes… !”

“If you want to stick with your opinion, do it to the end.”

Kang Tae-min’s eyes narrowed.

Song Dae-beom felt uncomfortable and left without finishing the story.

“Your actions were right.”

Kang Tae-min does not like Yang Bi-ron. Saying something like ‘You both did something wrong, please make up’ was tantamount to saying that as a teacher I would not pass judgment.

If you are a teacher, if you have lived your life before, you should know how to suggest a better way.

“But I didn’t convince Hwarin. Are you saying it wasn’t worth it?”

“Yes? Oh no!”

“The attitude you showed was neither considerate nor concessive. Rather, it is more like running away and giving up. I never taught you how to be that halfway person.”

“sorry… .”

Song Dae-beom swallowed dry saliva and lowered his head.

“A bomb doesn’t explode just by planting it. It explodes only if you detonate it with your will. I don’t think you know that.”

“… Yes.”

Taemin Kang’s sermon ended there.

Ju Da-hyun had nothing else to say. She withheld judgment and left the choice to Kang Tae-min.

There was nothing wrong with a student looking for a teacher.

‘I’ll take a look at the two of them, but it won’t be a big problem.’

* * *

The friendly match started as soon as it was ready. The first runner of the Japanese team was Yuko, a female student.

‘Oh, tattoo tanning and sunglasses… It’s full of bad feelings.’

Although he wore protective gear, the seal and skin of the Pyosuho were not easily covered.

“Mmm! I’m counting on you! I think it’s rude to be considerate of a woman!”

Pyo Soo-ho spoke loudly while holding the sword. Surprised by that voice, Yuuko trembled.

When Kyoko, the lead teacher, translated, she laughed awkwardly.

“I, please take care of this one too.”

“Yoroshiku? Well! I’ve heard of it! Then let’s begin!”

From the start, Yuko felt like she was caught up in Pyo Soo-ho’s pace. She held her weapon, a chain scythe, in both hands.

‘But was there a player like this in Korea?’

Yuuko looked at the Korean tournament materials, but couldn’t recognize Pyo Soo-ho. It was because there was nothing left of him who was a model student.

‘First of all, it’s a search.’

Yuuko sighed lightly and threw the scythe. With a gurgling sound, the chain flew rapidly like an arrow.

“Well… !”

Pyo Soo-ho did not immediately show his abilities. I didn’t know the opponent’s ability yet, so I thought about watching him too.

‘You’re careful. But that’s rather poisonous!’

Yuuko twisted the corner of her mouth. The moment Pyo Soo-ho’s sword was about to strike the scythe.

“Oh oh… !”

“Did you move!?”

The students who were sitting to watch the friendly match exclaimed.

The chain trembled with a chattering sound, and twisted in the air as if the scythe were alive.

‘Got it!’

Her ability is telekinesis.

It was not special as it used mana to move objects. But his talent was extraordinary.

Objects controlled by Yuuko were capable of detailed movements, just like her limbs.

“Five… !”

Pyo Soo-ho did not hide his exclamation.

The scythe, which escaped the sword attack in the blink of an eye, flew right into his throat, and the chain connected to the scythe wrapped around the blade to block the counterattack.

It was a crisis for anyone to see.

At least, if Pyo Soo-ho wasn’t the opponent.

“what… ?”

Yuuko’s eyes widened.

As the white aura soared along the sword of Pyosuho, the telekinesis that controlled the scythe disappeared in an instant.

“Great, no, sugoi sugoi!”

Pyo Soo-ho exclaimed in short Japanese and laughed, revealing his dry teeth. And immediately, he pulled the chain tied to the blade with all his might.

“Kyaaak!”

Yuuko had to let go of the chain scythe in a hurry with that ferocious power.

‘What, what?’

Although she was a woman, she was also an awakened person. Rather than innate physical differences, the difference in mana would determine strength.

However, the difference in the strength I felt a moment ago was clear.

‘So much mana?’

She didn’t know that she was wrong. How could anyone have predicted that Pyo Soo-ho’s body was not human?

“Is there anything else!?”

Pyo Soo-ho rushed straight towards her. It was an instant to close the distance as much as his physical ability was superior.

“Go away!”

The image of Pyo Soo-ho, who seemed to be bad enough, rushing towards the female student gave a completely different feeling.

“This is something… .”

“Looks like we’re the villains.”

The students who were watching were also not eager to cheer. In the meantime, Yuko hurriedly threw a chain scythe and used telekinesis to avoid it.

‘What happened to your body?!’

Pyo Soo-ho immediately followed and swung his sword. Yuuko suffered a strong shock with a dull thud.

“Keep it off… .”

“this… You’d better train your body a little more.”

When his opponent fell in one hit, Pyo Soo-ho did not hide his regret. Soon after, the audience who noticed the result cheered.

“Wow! It wasn’t like this even during the tournament!?”

“If an enemy becomes an ally, isn’t it natural to become weak?”

“If Pyosuho is this strong, how strong is Inoa?”

In the meantime, Pyo Soo-ho returned to his seat. Since the format of the match was a grand match, he had to face the next opponent immediately.

The injured Yuuko went down and Tatsuya came up with a hard expression.

‘The white aura is definitely from Korea’s Pyo Soo-ho, the son of the sword master… .’

I couldn’t believe it, but I heard the name Pyosuho at first glance. Tatsuya took a deep breath and drew his sword.

Unlike Pyo Soo-ho’s sword, it was a gently curved Japanese sword.

“Oh oh… ! Is it an inspector! Hey, Iides!”

Pyo Soo-ho’s face brightened even more. He spoke again in short Japanese.

Tatsuya, on the other hand, hardened his face.

‘Are you mocking me now?’

It didn’t sound nice because of prejudice about appearance. To Tatsuya, every move of the Pyosu Lake seemed to be disturbing.

“I’ll show you what bushido is!”

Shougo, who was behind Tatsuya’s spirited spirits, laughed involuntarily. Beyond the disgusting, there was only laughter.

‘Is there such a thing as bushido?’

But apart from that thought, Tatsuya was strong. It was thanks to his swordsmanship as well as his unique ability.

‘Vibrato Samurai.’

Shogo looked at Tatsuya and remembered his nickname. As the name suggests, his powers are related to vibrations.

‘Even ordinary weapons are made with ultra-vibration blades.’

When his aura is loaded, his cutting power is maximized, and even a bread knife becomes a weapon. Shogo was regarded as Tatsuya’s test subject, and he was familiar with it because he had experienced it with various types of blades.

‘No matter how good my physical ability is, it’ll be difficult if I get caught by that.’

Shogo wanted Tatsuya to lose just as badly as Yuuko did, but that would be difficult.

In the meantime, when Tatsuya stopped breathing briefly and rushed forward, Pyo Soo-ho also attacked.

“Let’s compete in pure swordsmanship!”

“Take it!”

As he manifested his ability, the blade of the Japanese sword became slightly blurred.

Tatsuya had no doubt that the Pyosuho’s sword would cut smoothly like a cake.

‘Don’t take it by the wrist!’

Tatsuya opened his eyes and prepared for the next one. However, the reality he faced was different from his expectations.

A roar of metal hit my ears.

“What… ?!”

“this person!”

There was no time to panic. Tatsuya hurriedly swung his sword at the ensuing series of attacks.

‘I was pushed from the amount of mana… !?’

He knew what a white aura was. However, the Pyosuho’s ability was ‘neutralized’, and if it was overpowered with more mana, the ability would be maintained.

And Tatsuya’s mana was concentrated in his weapon due to the nature of his abilities.

‘He put more mana into the sword than me while maintaining this level of physical ability… ?!’

It was unbelievable for someone of the same age.

“Aren’t you going to finish right away?”

“Should I use an aura?”

“Can’t you see? You’re trying to win with swordsmanship alone.”

This was the reaction of the audience who confirmed that Pyo Soo-ho’s white aura was alive. Tatsuya had similar thoughts.

‘I can’t even lose swordsmanship!’

He gritted his teeth and took Pyo Soo-ho’s sword. Intermittently, he found a way to counterattack, but was blocked each time.

After a while, the smile disappeared from Pyo Soo-ho’s face.

“I guess I expected too much.”

“what?”

“I have my next opponent, so I’ll finish it.”

Tatsuya couldn’t understand everything.

‘Styles have changed… !?’

I could see the swordsmanship of Pyo Soo-ho, who had completely changed. A completely different offensive and sharpness than the one I was used to.

Tatsuya moved his hands busily, but soon sensed the outcome.

“Big… !”

The Japanese sword slipped out of his hand with a harsh metal sound. His wrist was torn and blood dripped from it.

The swordplay stopped in front of his distorted face.

“Wow… !”

“Two wins in a row!”

“As expected, I am the sword master’s son!”

Tatsuya’s surrender was not declared, but everyone decided the outcome. Pyo Soo-ho reached out to support him, but Tatsuya stood up alone with his face twisted.

“Damn it… .”

He muttered lowly and trudged down holding the fallen Japanese sword.

Then he glared at Shogo with a distorted expression. Then he pulled him over and whispered.

“Shogo, do it right.”

Shougo flinched.

“think carefully. If you don’t win here, all the blame will be on you.”

If it ends like this, 3 consecutive losses to one person, Japan will have worse results than Russia.

The arrow of criticism will go back to Shougo, who was ignored within the academy. Even before that, he was a big target.

“But if you win, maybe things will get better for you?”

Tatsuya moved away from him and smiled. In the eyes of others, he was encouraging. Shougo should have looked as though his expression had deteriorated from the pressure.

“Shogo, please. Everyone will believe in you.”

The lead teacher, Kyoko, also helped. Shougo felt bad for that reaction. When you pretend you don’t know, when do you talk about faith?

‘ah… Yes, I’ve decided.’

Shougo nodded with a smile. He didn’t know Pyo Soo-ho’s abilities, but now he knew for sure.

‘… Here I can die.’

Using his powers, he could not come back to life.