SSS-Class Assassin Player

Chapter 183

“Say it again. What did I do?

Pat went to Raymond’s lively horse and stuttered.

“A bar, I went up to the class.”

“So why?”

“V, Officer Bruno……

“Well, I’m not going. Who is he to tell him to come and go?”

“But if I don’t move it today, I’m told to be prepared. They want us to move out of the room.”

“What? Is this guy crazy now? A threat that wouldn’t work.”

Raymond’s spoon of rice flew away.

It means angry.

I told him off well like that.

“Class A is an elite class here, why don’t you just go. This is an opportunity.”

“I can’t help it.”

“What?”

“I just can’t forgive this guy. I’m gonna have to break the habit.”

Raymond said so, and began to pack his clothes, equipment and supplies.

I asked because I was curious about the appearance.

“You said you were going to change your habits, why are you packing your clothes?”

He didn’t answer my question.

No, it’s obvious that you’re avoiding it on purpose.

“You’re trying to work hard, aren’t you?”

“Can’t you hear me?”

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“Move away, move away.”

Raymond, who was adamantly ignoring my words, took a spoon and shouted curiously at Patro.

“Let’s go. I’ll tear him apart right now.”

So Raymond left for class A.

Maybe I won’t see you for a while.

* * *

The next morning.

“Did you fight with Raymond and Bruno yesterday?

It was a horse that was asked during a break during training.

Then Patro, who was next to him, shook his head and answered.

“No, he was very polite. I didn’t know he was such a polite guy.”

“Really? Yes, of course, dung pom.”

“Huh?”

“No, nothing. By the way, that means I’m alone now. To meet again, I have to go up to class A. If you hadn’t been in trouble until then,

That would be great.”

“Don’t worry. I saw you do it yesterday, and you seem to have come to your senses now.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

As Raymond, who had always been concerned, disappeared, more focused on training.

And from some time ago, I felt that the sword was very light.

The lightness of the sword affects the airspace.

In other words, the speed of wielding a sword is increased.

It was strange.

I came in here and started training.

It’s only been a month.

Physical strength and strength were no better than those of others.

In fact, my physical strength level still only goes halfway in class D.

But swordmanship… No, at least at the speed of the sword, I was able to stick out my tongue even with a pat with high experience.

Whoops!

Patro’s wooden sword, which was fighting, rolled into the air and fell to the floor.

At the same time, his eyes opened wide, muttering admirably.

“Dae, that’s great. It’s too fast to stop. How did you do that?”

“Well.”

“I’m sure you’ll get through with that’

“Is that so? I’m still getting my staff mixed up.”

“Hey, what does staff matter. The fastest sword is the best. Aren’t you doing some secret training without me knowing? It wasn’t like this a week ago.”

“No training, you’re busy because you’re tired.”

“Really? That’s weird. Apparently a week ago.

Just by looking at least…

As much as Patro is questioning, so am I.

Just a week ago, as he said, our battle was so fierce that we couldn’t guarantee victory or defeat.

I knew that better than anyone because I tried to win with all my might.

What’s more questionable is that what you learned is not familiar at all.

There’s only one thing I can show off my skills.

The rest were a mess.

You still can’t get rid of your awakening habits.

It would have been another week like that.

I could tell for sure.

That my sword is getting faster and faster.

Patro, who won with all his might as evidence, is now even beaten with half-heartedness.

That’s just one skill.

And the day before the test.

I thought of a nice window in front of me during my last training session.

[Caidel’s Footprints 2-2][Basic stamina is complete]

Achieve “Master of the Veggie 1”.]

Achieve “Master of Speed 1”.][Next goal: improved living][Kaidel’s Footprint 3 will proceed when the goal is achieved]]

Master of fast attack and cutting.’

From what I read, I could see roughly what happened.

Here’s the analogy.

Caidel came in here and cleaned up his basic physical strength.

And with a focus on cutting and speed, he must have trained.

So other swordsmanship is slow to learn.

Only one.

Only the cutting is noticeably faster.

“So now all I have to do is live and dig.”

♦ * ♦

The day of the exam was bright.

The smoke and mirrors of Class D were unusually tense.

It depends on whether or not to resume the three months after the exam today.

“Everyone, be in the designated position.”

At Deckard’s words, Group 1 stepped forward.

Then, the trainees of Class C, who were waiting in advance, came forward and faced each other.

“There’s a large number of people who got paid on the last test. Show me that all your efforts have not been wasted. Do you all understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Let’s get started!”

The test began at his instruction.

He was in charge of the examination, but the instructors of Class C were in charge of the examination.

It included a mad dog who had been silent on Raymond.

Class C trainees’ skills were as great as they were selected.

There was a refined feeling and relaxation that was power and skill and certainly different from our class.

To prove it, while their faces are young, the first group of our class is sweating and doing their best.

That’s it was.

Actually, this was also a test, so I let it go a lot.

If it was a real game, the gap between class C and class D is nothing strange even if they win in a second.

but

It’s too slow.’

There was definitely a natural quality that I didn’t know technically, like flowing water.

distinctly different from the simple swordsmanship we learned.

Well, that’s enough to applaud.

The problem was that the movement seemed too slow compared to the splendor.

It’s like watching a martial arts movie in the 80s.

Nevertheless, seven people have already fallen out of Group I.

The rest of us are the elites of our class, who sweat all over the body.

The test ended only after another trainee failed.

“Three players in Group 1 passed.”

Winning and losing didn’t really matter as Patro said.

If you do it right, you’ll lose.

The point of this test is to show the possibility.

Two people left to the end and one who endured almost on par with them passed that part.

What we were expecting.

The next group took the test right after Group 1.

Group 2 was a group with Patro who got close here.

Let’s get in and go up together.

I naturally cheered for him because we had a hard time together.

The result is acceptable.

It proudly proved that a month and a half of supplementary training was not in vain.

The successful candidate for Group 2 was Patro alone.

The rest is annihilated.

You have to roll for three months in this class again.

After a few groups, my turn finally came.

I stood in front of the most nasty guy because it happened to be number one.

Unlike the other trainees who used to take care of their skills, they did their best.

The guy who robbed the Lee trainees.

Laughter was a bonus.

“You’re the first one I’ve seen. You must have entered this school, huh?”

“But?”

“You can’t go up. Because you met me.”

“Can I talk during the exam?”

When he lightly ignored and mumbled, his face flew open.

“I’ll feed you the most miserable elimination in the history of the promotion test.”

“Whatever.”

I’m the one who’s got all the rage.

I waited for instructions from the instructor.

And finally.

“Start.”

As soon as the start was announced, he came in.

Fancy swordsmanship using wrist techniques for fast staffing of rebutters.

The mysterious sword moves my sword forward as if it were being sucked in, and if it is blocked, it is wrapped up to come in.

Technology that my class has never heard or seen before.

Staff are also at our level to ride offbeat, rebuttal and berths freely.

The department is on a different level.

My eyes are dizzy.

‘It’s not too much to be out of this world. We didn’t learn anything like this.’

But even with that class of swordsmanship, I wasn’t allowing an attack at all.

The reason was simple.

Because he was slow and I was fast.

It uses staff to increase eye confusion and uses techniques such as closing to target floating holes.

Frankly, the odds of losing were almost 100 percent unless you had mastered relative skills or escape staff.

Because the timing was too accurate.

That exact timing was offset by flying speed.

If the sword comes in the side, it’s already in the side.

If the sword flew on the shoulder, it was already on the shoulder.

It’s not technology or anything.

It’s just blocked by sight.

Just a little faster than him.

That was all.

It’s just good technology. It’s not a big deal, is it? Then you don’t have to use your life.’

Having exchanged a few sums, I began to see him as Bob.

By that time, he had a dark complexion.

Your expression looks like you’re looking at a puppy that has to go to the bathroom.

Then I opened my mouth to him.

“Why? It’s not working out?”

“I’m disappointed. Is this all you have in Class C?”

“Hey… shut up!”

His anger exploded when he was offended.

And then suddenly, he starts to pounce.

But seeing everything, I wasn’t interested in him.

It’s my turn now.

“Shoulders.”

“What? Ugh!”

The man who was running took two or three steps back, grabbing his shoulder.

And, incredibly, with a frown on my neck and my shoulder.

I’m looking at you.

“Why? Is there a problem?”

“This guy!”

Again he dashed at me.

“Arm”

“What… Ugh.

“Legs.”

“Ack！”

“Side.”

“Gasp!”

With a beastly sound, he knelt down.

However, it was only three times.

Saliva was dripping from the bowing head, but it must have hurt a lot.

Well, I kindly explained.

It’s your fault you couldn’t stop it.

As the situation went this far, a crazy dog with a ridiculous expression ran over.

“That, that’s enough. Hap……

“No!”

The man who was kneeling to death stood up interrupting the instructor.

Bloody eyes.

I can feel the will to kill me.

“Ugh!”

He screamed and ran at me.

Then I said a short word to him.

“Bae.”

Reflectively, his left arm wrapped around the ship and the sword prevented it from stopping.

And the faint smile you can see.

But where my sword headed was his shoulder.

“Scream;”

Screaming, he fell off.

Then he purred and went off to his nuptials.

“Hey, Andrew. Andrew! Oh, my God, get me a stretcher! To carry!”

After he was carried away, the stunned crazy dog hurriedly managed to control his expression and opened his mouth.

“Article 7 Park Tae-min. Passed.”

“Thank you.”

Having proudly passed, I returned to my seat and made a high five with Patro.

“Wow, awesome. As expected, you had something. The way he treated Raymond, the criminal.

I thought it wasn’t bad. I can’t believe I knocked out a promotion trainee. That’s amazing. You’re probably the first one in history.”

“History, just a bit of luck.”

“What luck? But why did you hit me on the shoulder when you said it was a boat?” Are you confusing me?”

I answered Patro’s question as if it were nothing.

“I forgot, I’m an expert at cutting.”

SSS Class Assassin Player