I Became an Academy Baldo User chapter 108

whip (6)

‘… syringe.’

Unlike the crude syringes of the era I lived in, seeing the syringes with a relatively modern design gives me a sense of nostalgia for the first time in decades.

You can feel the mana at the tip of the needle, so it’s enchanted, but it’s probably not a huge magic like strengthening the body.

It must be a simple magic that purifies the dirty needle with one injection at most.

“Is this equipment for doping quickly during battle? You’ve been pretty brainy.”

“Is the person who entered the Jijap University an intelligence evaluation?”

“No, why the fuck are you talking about college here?!”

“Isn’t it strange that we’re talking about intelligence and not showing up? Oh, you don’t know well because you go to Jijap-dae?”

“이 개새끼가!!”

As soon as I raised my hand to swing the whip in a whip, the guy ran towards me with all his might, aiming for the gap.

‘fast… .’

His leg strength as well as his agility had changed to a completely different level than before.

There was no such doping drug in the time I lived in, but has alchemy developed so much in only 300 years?

‘No, now is not the time to think like that.’

As soon as he turned his hand and pointed the whip at Baldojae, he didn’t dodge as close as before, but threw himself into the dark forest from a distance.

The whip has a long range and fast speed, but if the first blow is dodged, it has the weakness of becoming defenseless until the whip is returned again.

The technology I created to secure that weakness is the two-tailed snake I showed to Baldojae earlier.

It is a technique that uses a whip made of sharp and soft iron like a kite sword, and even if the enemy avoids the first blow, it uses an obstacle such as a wall or tree to break the attack trajectory and launch the second attack immediately.

Therefore, the best way to avoid it is to avoid it with a dangerous technique if it is barely avoided.

‘Did you see through the mechanism of technology just by seeing it once?’

Seeing him in the academy uniform, I laughed at him, but even though he was young, he was by no means an easygoing opponent.

As I waited for a moment, pulling the whip and staring at the forest it was headed towards, it ran towards me from the front without turning and attacking the flanks.

I put my hand on the hilt. Does that mean you’re ready to intercept at any time, unlike before?

‘No, wait… .’

It was hard to see because of the darkness, but upon closer inspection, the place where he raised his hand was not above the hilt, but above the sheath and just below the back of his nose.

I thought he was going to shoot with one hand holding the scabbard and the other hand holding the hilt, but his actions were completely different.

“Football injection!!”

“ejaculation?”

It was a katana that flew in a straight line from the hilt that flew with a technical name that seemed like nonsense.

He hit the back of his nose with his thumb as if he was doing a coin toss, and literally ejected the katana from its scabbard.

‘Why is such a meaningless attack… No, is he going to do something meaningless?’

Avoiding the ejected katana is simple, because it’s all done by just raising your head a little without moving much.

But for such an easy-to-read, meaningless attack, no one else and that guy could use a katana.

When the katana it ejected came close to my eyes, I threw myself to dodge the attack as I did before.

Then, from the sword and hilt of the blood-red katana, thorns reminiscent of a hedgehog’s back protruded.

‘I felt the magic, so I thought it was a magic sword… .’

If I had barely avoided that katana or grabbed the hilt, my body would have had numerous air holes by now.

“You are using your sword quite harshly!!”

“Are you also doing the Demon Sword Liberation Movement?”

“What is a magic sword?”

Without a moment to ask what the bullshit was, the man with his hand on the hilt of the second sword came running with his fighting spirit, and I immediately swung my whip.

Just before the tip of the accelerated whip ripped through the wall of air and headed towards him, he drew his sword in an instant and countered the whip and raised it upwards.

When I saw the whip that went high in the sky, I immediately thought it was dangerous, but when I saw him lead the sword again, the tension disappeared like snow.

‘I wish an idiot could just look at it… .’

Baldora’s defeat was captured by an assassination technique that had no practicality.

When the whip was raised high, the sharp tip of the whip fell vertically toward its head.

Contrary to what he usually claims, the friction force only interferes with drawing the sword, so it will be my whip, not his sword, that hits first.

As he smiled brightly imagining the sight of his entire body being pierced from the top of his head, he pulled out his scabbard and raised it upwards.

“… … ?”

At first, I could not understand the intention of such a thing, so I just tilted my head, but soon after seeing the scene unfolding before my eyes, my face was colored with astonishment.

‘You blocked it with a sword?!’

It wasn’t just that the scabbard hit the attack, but he caught the falling whip and led it into the scabbard.

I was able to catch the falling sword with its scabbard, but I wasn’t confident that I could improvise the whip I wielded even during battle.

“Crazy man!!”

“Take it as a compliment.”

With those words, the katana that was pulled out of his waistband headed towards my stomach, and unlike a normal katana, a sword with a reversed blade and back caught my eye.

How can a madman write such a useless failing book even during battle to keep one concept?

I had no intention of mocking him at all, but just seeing that sword made me annoyed.

“Ugh… !!”

Since there was no blade, a great shock was transmitted to his arm when he blocked the fight with his hand.

Whether it was the influence of speculation or pure skill, despite the fact that he was blocking the speculation with his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his hand as if he had been hit with a sharp blade.

As was the case with me, but the god who sent us to this garbage world, why did he give these bastards talents?

‘… … It’s a fucking world.’

Using the power of the dragon veins, the shock transmitted to the body flowed out, and the man pulled out the whip that had lead in its scabbard.

A whip fluttered in the moonlight with a vicious purple-colored whip, accompanied by a fricative sound familiar to him, immediately withdrawing his sword and flying away.

Before he regained his stance, he turned his head in the direction in which he threw himself for an additional blow, and his eyes met the man holding the hilt of the katana that had been embedded in the ground.

It was only then that I realized that all of this was designed from the ground up, as the bloody magic and dragon veins emanating from the katana embedded in the ground were transmitted through the wind to the skin.

‘… With that level of strength, even the dragon veins cannot flow out.’

Blocking from the front was bullshit not worth considering, and inevitably, there was only one answer left, avoidance.

But where the hell are you going? If it was a torrent of power like that, it would be difficult to completely escape from the damage no matter where on the ground you escape.

‘… … No, it’s hard to dodge on the ground, isn’t it?’

The dragon vein draws on the power of the earth’s flowing power, so the attack naturally travels down the earth.

Realizing the natural truth, I finally found a breakthrough when I heard his voice.

“Dragon vein Baldo, Marang’s fangs!!”

When I shouted the name of a technique that was not a cartoon character and my face became hot, I laughed and jumped high into the sky.

Dragon veins are a force flowing through the ground, and just as earthquakes cannot damage birds flying in the sky, so jumping high into the sky poses no threat.

I jumped high into the sky and looked down at the floor to see his angry expression.

‘I hope you’re expecting this far… !!’

No, if it was an attack using the power of dragon veins, the power would be considerably halved unless you hit the ground.

“Yongmaek Baldo, turn the table over.”

With a name that doesn’t even sound funny, when he pulled out his katana, huge chunks of rock and dirt spewed out of the ground like a volcano had erupted.

“Are you eating at that age and playing with dirt?!”

For other ordinary swordsmen, it would have been a desperate situation, but for a swordsman who had reached the swordsman level, it was nothing more than playing with dirt.

When I was blocking the attack by whipping the lump of rock that came rushing in and sometimes crushing it with speculation in a shock wave, I suddenly looked down at the floor and the appearance of the baldokjae that had been on the ground until now had disappeared.

‘What, where? ?!’

While I was looking at where I had gone, I caught a glimpse of a baldojae jumping high using a soaring rock as a stepping stone.

I tried to wield a whip that was gradually accelerating as I stepped on the rock soaring at an explosive speed, but each time the rocks and soil hit me as if to stop it.

Baldojae, who gradually accelerated, ripped through the walls of the air like the tip of a bullet or whip, and soared with a deafening roar, spoke in a low voice just before drawing out his sword.

“Football jump.”

It started to cut my body in half, emitting an eerie light from the red sword.

“Ugh, ugh… !!”

Even after trying to block the attack using speculation, it was only a waste of time because the blade had already cut out more than half of the ship.

“die!! Give in to the power of the sublime Baldo!!!”

“What the fuck is this fucking technology?!”

“Footprinting is a very serious matter!!”

The blade, which digged deeper and deeper, cut my spine, splitting my body in two and crashing to the ground without a pulse.

I thought as I was baptized by the stone that still continued to soar without stopping.

Please, let that crazy swordsman find him too.

And please let me feel the frustration and humiliation I felt that day… .