Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel

Chapter 76 – Break the sword and move on (01)

After the 47th Heavenly Demon ascended to the throne, he reorganized his military power in earnest, and even those who were previously unable to practice magic due to lack of qualifications or positions were actively accepted and made into demons.

Because magicians do not consider talent more than the safe martial arts of the right faction, the number of magicians who were relatively third-rate experts was quickly increasing, and if there was a little time to spare, second-rate advanced magicians would be trained quickly.

Of course, it would be difficult to restore top-class magicians until the full-scale invasion of the Black Moon Party occurred, but at least we could rest assured that the number was sufficient.

In addition, even if beginner demons show side effects to magic, if it is not serious, Gyu Sojeo, who is currently staying at the demon religion, can treat them, so they can train demons without worrying about people being sacrificed.

‘Gyu Sojeo… I don’t know if my eyesight has recovered much. ‘I’m too busy to check the status’

Still, she was of great help in restoring the Demonic Cult’s power by taking care of its practitioners, so I could not go to check on her condition due to my personal greed.

In addition, there were many people within the Demonic Cult who were dissatisfied with the fact that the Murim Alliance expeditionary force was sent back without doing anything.

On the other hand, it was the principle of strong self-respect, and there was no significant damage to the Demonic Cult, and although there were people talking behind my back as I overwhelmingly defeated the Mubong Jinhongseon and the Iron Dragon Ban Gyu-seong, they were not able to openly complain in front of me.

The Sword Dragon Namgung Jeon also endured it because of his promise to me, but the next time he saw Ban Gyu-seong, he would unconditionally attack him, and I had no choice but to promise not to stop him.

‘I feel a little sorry for the teacher.’

Now that Maeryong recognizes me, rumors will spread that I belong to Cheongsim Glass Moon, and the moment they return, Master’s situation will be in trouble.

However, the Murim Lord will not be able to openly assassinate or harm the Master.

Rather, if you kill him outright, there will be rumors that he was dealt with because of a failed expedition, so at least you can’t kill him until I attack him openly.

Above all, it is not that I was openly hostile to the Murim League, but in the name of it, I was worried about them, so I stopped them from committing a suicide attack with the Demonic Cult. Also, most of the second-rate experts who were mobilized at that time, who were the type of victims, will testify similarly, so the Murim League will be there for a while. Public opinion toward the state could not help but worsen.

‘While I’m waiting for the rumor to ripen… I have work to do.’

I looked for a space in the Demonic Cult where I could practice alone, but there was no suitable place because the Hundred Thousand Mountains were steep and people lived in various places, so the population density was high.

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If the martial arts I was using was a soft sword technique or a sharp sword technique, it would somehow not cause damage to those around me, but since the Okrangcheon Sword was the worst sword of all swords, it would inevitably cause damage to those around me.

At first, it was said that they would lend me a training center exclusively for Cheonma called Cheonma-dong, but if I did that, the rumor that I was aiming for the position of Cheonma would get worse, so Mahu Geumseon used her hand to get the training hall used by Mahu Taesang.

Well, it’s a similar place because it’s Mahu-dong right next to Cheonma-dong.

“Fuuu……”

Wow…

Every time I put in my energy, the Sword Saint’s treasured sword was splitting.

Even when the internal power was not so severe, even when the internal power was weak enough to withstand even a wooden sword, there was only a slight difference in the degree, and the sword was gradually splitting apart.

‘Are you showing rejection?’

I tried handing it over to Seolhwa to see if it would suit my martial arts skills, but it didn’t react at all in her hands and was just like an ordinary sword.

Except for durability, it was not much different from a simple iron sword, so it had no value as a treasured sword. Although it showed its sharpness as a treasured sword when held in my hand, the blade crumbled and the body of the sword cracked every time the energy was injected into it.

When I asked if it was a sword like this in the first place, I was told that it was extremely rare for a Seolhwado swordsmith to pull out this treasured sword, and that even when he used it, the smooth body of the sword only shined and flew around, and it never cracked like it does now.

‘This is a treasured sword that survived even though the Hancheol Sword was cut like tofu when it collided with the sword of the first leader of the Black Moon Party. ‘It won’t break because it’s not durable.’

If it had broken due to its weak durability, it would have already split in half when I struck the blade to use the dawn on the head of the Black Moon Party.

However, it was rather mysterious that since then, it was being held in my hand and was splitting every time the inner force was applied.

“What is the material?”

The sword body was shining softly as if it were made of green jade. The sword, which had been smooth and flawless at first, was now completely cracked and looked like a broken glass window had been forced together.

At this level, the body of the sword should have shrunk, but strangely, the body of the sword remained upright. When the broken piece was left to the magician’s craftsmen to examine the material, they said it was similar to a piece of jade, but the problem was that it had properties different from actual jade. Point.

“……”

Should I give up the sword of the Sword Saint that has already been torn apart?

As a swordsman, there is no need to recklessly use a sword that does not fit your hand. If the sword didn’t fit my hand, it would be better to fight with a regular Cheonggang sword.

It is better to use a regular sword whose strength can be roughly guessed than to use an unstable sword that may explode at any moment during the fight.

But the problem is that if you cast Dawn with a regular Cheonggang sword, the sword body cannot withstand it and breaks, making it ineffective. I tried every possible way to find a sword made of Hancheon, but most of them were preserved in the Murim Alliance or fell into the hands of the Black Moon Party. I could only confirm that it had gone.

Based on the Namgung family’s connections, I tried to order it to find out in the north where a lot of Hancheol was mined, but the only thing I could say was that the demand for Hancheol swords had been endless for hundreds of years at the Murim Temple, and recently the mining supply had dried up and it was no longer possible to manufacture them. I was able to confirm.

‘How did the Black Moon Party guys get their hands on it… Do they have a personal passion for it?’

Of course, the difficult thing about Yeo-myeong is that she destroys Mara’s heart attack with a single additional movement during battle, but if I can leisurely create vibrations over time like the treatment Taesangmahu is currently receiving, I can beat Yeo-sin strength with my bare body. Was able to cast.

If that happens, it just won’t be usable in actual combat.

Thanks to this, if you want to use Dawn for a while, you have to use this treasured sword or give up Dawn…

“Whoa…”

‘If I were more skilled… I would have been able to use the sword by resonating it with only my internal power, rather than activating it by forcibly striking Dawn.’

Furthermore, if you want to deal with the first leader of the Black Moon Party, the leader of the Sadang Party, the Lord of the Six Parties, and the Lord of the Murim Party for which Dawn is not effective, you must be able to win against them with pure sword skills rather than targeting Mara Heart Attack with Dawn.

“In the end, it’s all about skill…”

I was frozen, as if I had put together a puzzle and was worried about not being able to find the last piece.

The sword, which was shining jade-colored when the Sword Saint was holding it, was now barely maintaining its shape, cracked like the windshield of a car that had been in a car accident.

As I was wondering whether I should practice with this sword or borrow another sword, I realized that even this time of worrying was meaningless.

“Rather than thinking about it, you said to swing the sword one more time first.”

First, I tried using the Cheongshim Glass Sword technique, which I was familiar with.

Soft and comfortable. A swordsmanship that is not strenuous and does not put a strain on the body, just like dancing your shoulders in excitement while listening to music.

Some people say that this martial art is a sword for self-defense of women and children, but I think that just as the world needs both chicken-killing knives and cow-killing knives, this kind of sword technique is also necessary.

“Next. Jade Rangcheon Sword.”

Okmyeoncheongeom’s German swordsmanship.

If you think about it, he really had simple and ignorant swordsmanship and a simple and ignorant personality.

He couldn’t figure out how to use the Jade Rangcheon Sword that he had stolen from him, so he let me take charge of using his brain and he himself tried to use the suggestion and experimented with all the movements that could be used in swordsmanship, regardless of whether he was injured internally or physically. .

‘Yes. ‘The head is only for those with weak bodies’

If you have an overwhelmingly strong sword, all you have to do is force your opponent to use his or her head to avoid or block it.

That was the path of the lost sword.

Wow!

Using the first Ilcho style Jade Heavenly Cold Sword, Hellfire Sword, Sancheon Chungroe (刪天衝雷), Heart Iron Blade, Elder Phantom Sword, and finally Jade Rang Celestial Strike and Jade Rang Dragon Sword, he perfectly connects the Chosik.

The gold engraved on the sword became stronger, but surprisingly, it did not break.

As I looked at the sword body of the treasured sword bending like a gently melted taffy stick, I thought of the next sword technique.

“Sword Saint.”

I heard that there is no specific name for the sword technique used by the Sword Master.

I only heard from Seolhwa that the Murim lord expressed admiration and called him Jikha Yooseong Nakgeom (直下流星落劍), but he did not want to use the name that the Murim lord gave him.

He is easy-going, gentle, and concerned about the people around him, befitting the temperament of Geomseong.

I imitated the overwhelming majesty of a super expert, which is commonly felt when thinking of a swordsman, and the sword that embraces everything, not only worrying about the sword, but also feeling like a good grandfather who takes care of the small swords around him.

Without even understanding the method, they just look at the outer appearance and follow it, and use only the gyeolgi that they learned from Seolhwa as a hint.

It was definitely not the sword path I was supposed to take. It didn’t suit my body, and the energy that had to flow slowly on purpose couldn’t overcome my personality, so it felt like the sword would shake every time it came out.

However, I pulled myself together and recreated his sword, thinking that I was paying tribute to the swordsman, and I was able to keep the sword floating in my hand for a little while and make it move along with my hand.

It is not about pulling and throwing with inner strength.

Like holding out your hand to a lost child and having him follow you, like helping him with pure good will and enlightenment, like a star shining on its own so that a traveler sailing the sea can see the stars and follow them.

I guide the sword, and when I see it, the sword follows.

And finally-

Kkeeeing-!

Heo Wol, the head of the Black Moon Party.

I don’t know if his real name is Heo Wol or it may be a pseudonym.

Thinking of the slashes he showed me, the thin scar engraved on my chest… As someone who has personally seen his marks, I reproduce his sword techniques.

I don’t even know the rules. I didn’t even have a chance to properly watch his movements.

So even though it was the least complete, I was able to guess that he was dizzyingly strong just by picturing his overwhelming presence in my head.

He was definitely stronger than the Murim Lord and on the same level as Geomseong.

There is no word in this world that refers to a master beyond the peak, but if we were to distinguish between the levels beyond the peak, it would of course be the first master and the swordsman.

And that was exactly what I was aiming for.

In order to completely defeat the Black Moon Party, you must fight and win against him.

Even if I tried all the sword techniques I knew, all the masters I knew, and even assuming a coordinated attack, there was no way to counter his black sword or black blade.

Just thinking about his unrealistic black sword that transcended physical principles and seemed to be made of something like dark matter rather than just black iron, I couldn’t see any way to deal with it.

So to find the answer, I fall into a trance and swing my sword.

I wasn’t even hungry. I wasn’t even thirsty.

I was not tired or exhausted even though I was continuously extracting my energy.

Like a scholar who studies for several nights to find the answer, I was calculating in my head a way to block the dark sword.

He was the leader of my imagination, but the sword he wielded must have at least a little bit of his heart left in it.

I had to find out the answer before the scar on my chest disappeared, before I lost this feeling.

Because I know my opponent and myself, I can never win a battle, so I analyzed his slashes while imagining him dying after being hit by the first leader’s black sword.

Even if you process obsidian, which is said to be thinner than a razor blade, to make it thinner, it cannot maintain that level of strength, and above all, if it is thin, it must not be black but show through.

A black sword that cannot physically exist.

It cannot exist physically. But it actually cuts everything down.

The attacks of the First Leader and the Sword Saint have literally reached the point where they can cut down the opponent if they put their mind to it, and that is the state of instant attack and instant death.

“……Ah.”

The moment I realize what his black blade that cuts through everything is made of.

Wow!

The treasured sword in my hand was breaking.