Wipe Out the Academy With a Wooden Sword

8. After a hundred deaths

Two months have passed in the world of Mistiltein.

Dan Chun-wu stopped holding a wooden sword from a month ago.

Because what Lee Do-jin had to face after coming out of the world were weapons with blades.

“Do you understand the sword now?”

Sword Emperor Dan Cheonwu sat down in front of Lee Dojin, who was sitting cross-legged.

“I don’t know yet.”

Two months.

Lee Do-jin clashed swords with Dan Chun-wu thousands of times over the course of two months. He had no choice but to answer that he did not know about the sword.

On the contrary, when I swung a wooden sword hundreds of times alone, I vaguely knew what a ‘sword’ was.

Every time I bumped my sword against Dan Chun-wu, it seemed to move away.

“The only thing I can be sure of is what kind of sword is the sword in my hand made of. It doesn’t seem to matter very much.”

Dan Tianyu nodded his head.

“Right. Whether iron whether it’s a tree A sword is just a sword. For those who have transcended a certain realm, that doesn’t matter too much. It’s still too early for words to come out of your mouth, though.”

Chunwu Dan grinned.

“Do you know why the principal did not teach you a single lesson in swordsmanship for two months?”

“I don’t know.”

“About the sword. It was to see how greedy he was for nothing. If you whined even for a moment, or if you put down your wooden sword, I was thinking of turning this place into a mess and disappearing as a disciple.”

Dancheon raised the corner of his mouth in a weeping grin.

“But you never let go of your sword. I swung my sword foolishly as if I was possessed by a ghost.”

Lee Do-jin met Dan Chun-wu’s eyes.

“What are you trying to achieve by swinging your sword so foolishly, disciple?”

After thinking for a while, Lee Do-jin opened her mouth. He decided to spit out whatever thoughts came to his mind.

“You get paid for your hard work.”

Lee Do-jin sat on a wooden chair and looked at Mistiltein, who was staring at him.

“My years of hard work have been denied all at once.”

Mana anechoic.

“I never want to feel that misery again. Keep trying It will become even stronger. That’s all I can think about right now.”

I saw Dan Chun-wu.

The longing for strength that sways in Lee Do-jin’s pupils.

“Yes, I understand the driving force that moved your body.”

The desire to be strong.

That was the most important virtue for a warrior.

“I’ll teach you the Reverse Sky Sword now.”

Dan Cheonwu raised his sword.

“I saved the world. It’s the sword method that was broken again.”

***

Reverse Heaven Sword.

Master showed me something.

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But I didn’t see it right.

The slash, pulled out of the sword in an instant, distorted Misteltein’s space.

Damn it-

No.

Should I say that it was broken in an instant?

The giant tree and the river moved away as if paint were smeared by brush strokes full of water.

The torn nature as if it had been swept away by a typhoon was restored by Misteltein’s gesture.

“… Can i do it? This?”

Master grinned.

“Someday.”

The word “Someday” Felt so far away.

“The Reverse Heaven Sword was invented by my master. I have completed it.”

Master began to explain the Reverse Sky Sword.

“Master invented the Reverse Sky Sword to destroy the monsters that appeared in the midfield. I perfected the swordsmanship in order to slash those who disagreed with the Demonic Cultists.”

A swordsmanship created in a desperate struggle.

That was the reverse heaven sword.

“Yeokcheongeom has only four herbivores. From now on, I’ll show you all the 4 seconds.”

I understood only two of the four herbivores.

To be exact, I could only see two herbivores.

Master also wrote the herb of the Yeokcheongeom.

Read the swordsman. Increase internal energy through the reverse centrifugal method. I sparred with my master.

Three months passed like that.

I felt extremely limited. It is a wall. A wall of talent and a wall of time.

The only thing I could do properly was the 1st rite, the chuhon (追魂).

At this rate, the rest of the time will be eaten up and I will sit down.

I was so sure.

There is a line in front of me. If I don’t tear it up, there will always be a line that will catch my ankle.

I didn’t want to regret losing something again. Break all limits.

I had to cross the line.

He swung a wooden sword.

Kaaang!

The sword of remembrance, which he exerted with all his might, is broken by the master’s sword.

Shwaaagh!

The master’s sword stopped in front of the throat.

“Don’t be impatient. It is not a swordsmanship that can be learned in one year in the first place. Even if I disappear from here With the books I left behind and the memories of this place, I will be able to reach my sword.”

I felt concern and kindness amidst Master’s criticism.

That’s right. Time is running out.

Is there any way to achieve the best result in this short time?

It was thanks to my madness that I was able to digest 1 seconds.

After learning that even if an arm or leg is cut off here, it will be restored immediately according to Misteltein’s will.

I told my master not to look after my hands.

How Chu-hon (追魂) chases the soul of the opponent. In order to know that, I had to become its prey.

Arms and legs cut off. Reattach dozens of times.

I got married after a lot of pain.

“Admit it. Disciple You guys are absolutely insane.”

Teacher Dan Chun-wu listened to me despite saying that.

Greed for martial arts.

The longing for the sword. Master understood and sympathized with me.

That you have to go crazy to a certain extent to cross the limit.

That future regret is more frightening than immediate pain.

Death line.

I was certain that if I stepped on this line again, I would come up with a clue about the Yeokcheon Sword.

I approached Mistiltein.

“Your throat was cut here. Will you live even if your heart is pierced?”

“… Of course. But death, no matter how imaginary, is mentally heavy. It cannot be compared to having part of the body cut off.”

I saw Mistiltein’s hands tremble. I could clearly feel his pity for me.

“You never know when this opportunity will come.”

I believe in my mental strength. What I’m most afraid of is being defeated by reality again.

I surrendered myself to madness.

“Hey, you crazy bastard. It’s not enough to cut off the pupil’s arms and legs, are you saying you want me to take your neck?”

Master, at my words, Dan Cheonwu furrowed his brow as if he wanted to see all the crazy ones.

“2 Seconds. I will only go crazy until I can eat 2 seconds.”

2 I won’t die if I deal with herbivores.

That was my promise.

“Wouldn’t Master do the same if he fell in a place like this?”

5 Months.

Over the course of five months, Master and I learned quite a bit about each other.

When I was resting, I always used to tell old stories.

In the end, though, it came down to saying that he was always the strongest.

He was a master who was more crazy about swords than me.

I thought you would understand my madness again.

Master clicked his tongue and said.

“Up to 2 seconds. 2 Seconds.”

I grabbed a wooden sword.

My soul is broken. Master’s sword did not stop in front of my throat.

On the verge of death.

A part of the sword that had not been seen before was revealed.

Sweep!

Damnjeon.

In an instant, all senses in the body died.

And it bloomed again.

“Huh uh uh uh… !”

He took a deep breath. My heart started beating again.

My method wasn’t wrong.

Stepping on the line. I saw a part I couldn’t see.

He thrust out his wooden sword again.

And then he died again.

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Pu-wook!

Master’s sword was stabbed in the heart.

Sweep!

The head was cut again.

My consciousness was hazy.

How many times have you died?

Is 64 times decapitated and 36 times stabbed in the heart?

Only now, I have ‘understood’ all of Master’s 2nd ceremony.

“How about taking a break?”

I shook my head at Master’s words.

“No. Please.”

I finally got my senses, but I can’t rest.

Quack-

He stepped on the ground with his right foot.

And the 2nd chosik of the Yeokcheongeom, the new moon, was put into the wooden sword.

Cutting the huge full moon.

The two swords that split the full moon collided.

The atmosphere is distorted.

The blades of wind scattered all over the place.

On the tip of Master’s sword-

My wooden sword was facing me.

“… Got it.”

After a hundred deaths.

I finally felt like I could see Master’s toes.

**

Athena, a special high school for awakened people.

The third grade students greeted their close friends.

“Lee Do-jin, you really don’t have one. It looks like he really dropped out.”

So Yoo-eun’s friend Kim Min-jung muttered.

So Yoo-eun didn’t say anything and just closed her eyes.

‘Lee Do-jin.’

The memories of my freshman year were still clear in my head.

The brilliant figure of Lee Do-jin.

When you knocked out three 2nd year seniors in a martial arts sparring with no mana rules.

So Yoo-eun was sure. Dojin Lee will become an unprecedented hero.

So I approached him. Built friendships

The word that they are dating has never come out of their mouths. Everyone thought So-eun and Lee Do-jin were dating.

Nutritional food, nutritional supplements.

It’s because So Yoo-eun packed everything and fed Lee Do-jin.

So Yoo-eun regretted all of that.

Emotions that are useless in the end.

It has become a useless investment.

I opened my wallet.

In place of the couple photo taken by half forcefully grabbing Dojin Lee and dragging him in, there was a memo with a list of promising 3rd graders.

‘It’s just a pitiful past.’

It was just a childish memory.

I had to become stronger than anyone else.

She is the youngest daughter of , Who occupies a place in the 5 major guilds. To live in the world of hunters.

Whether it was his own skills or talent recruitment, one of the two had to be excellent.

“Are you here? Hyunwoo Jin.”

“Uh, uh uh. Yoo Yeon-ah.”

Jin Hyun-woo smiled awkwardly and received So-eun’s greeting.

And So-Eun did her best for the latter.