719 – 8. Will (93)
Visual and auditory senses flicker. When he came to his senses, Ian’s body was already rolling on the ground.
However, Ian is also a talented person who has awakened his imagination.
There was no way he could just suffer like this. He tried to slow down by immediately putting his hands on the ground, and immediately after that, the time it took for him to put his feet on the ground and get up was a split second.
The man had already come before my eyes.
Ian’s body assumes a posture unconsciously.
Anti-Heaven of the sword circle.
Originally, the company would have responded with a different vision, but this time was different.
His sword forms a circular trajectory and strikes the air like a wall.
Like Ian, when the two sword techniques clashed in the ‘Bancheon’ style, it was Ian who was pushed back.
One step, the man followed Ian, who was taking a step back.
Ian’s sword fell to the bottom left and rose up, and the man also drew a gold snake sword in response.
Seven stems vs. Twelve stems.
There was no need to even discuss victory or defeat. A light stab wound is engraved on Ian’s chest, and later, there is a ‘boring acid attack’.
Boom!
Finally, Ian fell to his knees, coughing up his blood. He thought as he touched the ground with his sword instead of his staff.
For what am I?
“…..Immature.”
It was a simple impression.
The man glared at Ian with burning eyes and gave such a brief comment.
“It’s still far from enough… “You can’t even completely imitate me yet.”
“Because I won’t be like you.”
Ian’s retort came out in a gasp, but the man didn’t even show any signs of being agitated.
I just asked with subtle enthusiasm.
“Then what are you going to do? The power you have gained, the vision you have… “It was all received from me.”
“From you?”
“Yes, from me.”
Ian slowly closed his eyes. My vision, which had been blurry, became dark, and then suddenly…
His consciousness floated like a machine whose power had been cut off. Like leaves flowing down a stream, reminiscing about the past.
Yes.
A lot has happened.
It was thanks to the man. Because of his presence, didn’t Ian overcome countless crises? So, what the man said may not be wrong.
But was it really so?
There was a voice that suddenly came to mind.
“What I deal with is that ‘breath.’ Should we shorten it to ‘breath’?”
Eyes resembling the sky were staring at me. Although he had the appearance of a small boy, he was the ‘master of all martial arts’ who killed and saved me several times.
The saint said.
“It’s not just about life. All things in heaven and earth are breathing and sharing this ‘breath’. The source of life and all vitality… “The reason you were resurrected is also related to this.”
It’s called ‘breathing.’
There was something I felt only after all my senses were cut off. In an empty world, there is a ripple that spreads like water droplets falling into a lake.
“Why are you so mesmerized?”
Suddenly, Ian came to his senses, and a girl with dark blue hair was right around the corner.
She slightly lifted her tiptoes and patted his shoulder.
“This is the vision you must learn…” “I call it ‘Sword Soul’ as I please.”
You become a sword yourself.
The best swordsman on the continent always told him that if he did that, there would be nothing in the universe that he could not cut down.
Looking back, wasn’t that the only thing?
“Kid, take a good look… “This is one of the ways to use grain.”
This was the teaching given to him by his teacher.
“Even if you don’t have enough power, you can compress it, and by compressing it, you can increase its power.”
Open your eyes again.
“Okay, so… “It feels like putting the sun through the eye of a needle!”
Strengthening the hand holding the sword, Ian let out a calming breath.
The man still had a cold expression on his face. Without even the slightest doubt about what I said.
Nevertheless, Ian said.
“No.”
The man called him a ‘fake’.
Not everything was stolen technology. This was true no matter how much was borrowed from the company.
“There are many more than just you.”
The man didn’t even move. He just looked down at Ian with eyes that could not tell what was going on, and then he once again tightened the hand holding the sword.
It was right then.
Paak, and do it.
There was a small scratch on the man’s front finger. Unusually, the man looked embarrassed and took a step back from her.
An exclamation like a moan escaped from his mouth.
“Sword soul (劍魂)…… !”
That was the beginning.
Kang, the flame lights up. This was because Ian’s sword attacked the man like a cowering beast charging at him.
The speed was unusual. As if he were living alone in a different time zone, Ian’s movements were not only agile, but also full of elasticity.
The man knew the secret behind it well.
‘Breath’.
It was the vision of a saint. A technique that temporarily revitalizes the body and overcomes physical limitations.
It was a mystery that the man had been dealing with from a long time ago.
However, there is one question.
“The mental image hasn’t healed properly yet…… !”
The vision of the ‘Master’ was a level of technology that was different from other images.
The reason why Ian could only deal with ‘gyeol’ and ‘harm’ while peeking into her man’s memories was also deeply related to this. Unlike the ‘Great Witch’, who was tied to her man and her long-term relationship, she did not have time to properly learn the vision of a ‘Saint’ or a ‘Swordsmith’.
It was a technology that even the company could master only after investing a long time.
But it suddenly unfolds in Ian’s hands. Even as someone who had experienced all kinds of incidents, he couldn’t help but be embarrassed.
Furthermore, it would put a strain on the image that was being restored.
Instead, the effect was just as certain. Ian’s body, which was given ‘breath’, was showing incomparably more sophisticated movements than before.
Kang, Kang, Kang!
With sparks flying non-stop, Ian was gradually leading the attack. It was the result of just one step backwards. Of course, that didn’t mean her man would suffer like that.
Tap.
His hand as he wielded the sword passed by his waist. Before he knew it, the hatchet in his hand formed another axis, and sword strikes poured down like a torrential rain at once.
Soon the sword and hatchet intersect.
Ian’s blade was caught between them, creating a stalemate.
“Let me ask you just one question.”
Kwadeuk, Quadeuk.
Even though the sword and hatchet were cracking due to Ian’s mental image, the man asked.
While breathing slightly heavier.
“Why are you so obsessed with this fight?”
Ian was also having a hard time breathing. Haa, haa, every time he exhaled, his pupils lost focus.
“I am not your enemy. Your enemy is out there… “What good will you gain by defeating me?”
“Then what about you?”
It was a question returned instead of an answer.
The man’s eyes suddenly drooped, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly.
“Why are you obsessed?”
“Me?”
“You’re doing your best…… !”
And, rupture,
The sword and hatchet the man was holding scattered to pieces, leaving behind a final death note. It was because I could not endure the image of ‘indomitability’.
But it was okay.
Because there were a lot of weapons that the man had in his subconscious.
Dodging the oncoming swords, her man’s hand wraps around her Ian’s arm. Ian’s body twisted forcibly to avoid the touch.
Boom!
An explosion occurred centered around the sword that was stuck on the ground. The man moves back a couple of steps, hiding in the sand dust, and when she opens her hands, the sword and hatchet reappear.
The man immediately threw away her hatchet.
Kang-!
It was such a majestic sound that it was hard to believe it was a simple throw. It was so powerful that Ian, who struck it with his sword, took a step back.
The hatchet moves like a living creature.
Whether, left or right, it didn’t matter which way. The ax blade flew like a disc and was able to limit Ian’s range of action. Then, there is only one move left for Ian.
I have no choice but to respond in the same way.
The hatchet thrown by Ian makes a sharp collision sound, and the sword dances with the two trajectories constantly colliding.
Like dancing in flames.
“Power? No… “Not yet.”
Run, leap, retreat.
“It is too early for you to handle the ‘Seven Jewels and Seven Festivals.’ At best, it’s about the ‘young one’ theme!”
Slashing down, striking upward, and sometimes shouting while holding swords against swords.
“You think you know the whole future?!”
The man cried out.
“A path not even I could take!”
Kwajik, do it.
Her man’s sword emitted polar light along with the sound of her charge splashing. It was a strike so fast that there was literally no time to react.
Sword Circle’s ‘Ultra Thunder’.
A true ‘Ultra Lightning’ did not even require preparation. The ultimate flash that literally strikes like a thunderbolt.
From Noble mtl dot com
A typhoon gathers in the empty space left behind by the lightning.
In the midst of her screaming indiscriminately, Ian backed away from her, coughing up her blood again. Before he knew it, a long sword had been engraved on his chest.
The man did not act impatiently. Just take one step at a time.
With a flutter, Ian’s body fell to his knees.
“I thought you could handle it.”
The sound of shells colliding with each other.
This was also the death knell uttered by Ian’s hatchet. His hatchet, which was flying in the air, crashes and lands next to Ian.
The man’s hatchet found its place in his hand.
The man asked, grabbing her hatchet with a thud.
“Are you this weak?”
I forced myself to swallow the blood that was making me cry.
Ian burst out in laughter. Just as a faint fire was about to form in the man’s golden eyes.
“Have you ever heard of ‘Gilford’?”
“This is my first time hearing it.”
“Really? Then… it’s okay.”
Ian lifted his body up with his trembling limbs, using his sword as a cane.
Suddenly, a silver star shines brightly on the blade.
The man also knew. However, no matter what he does, his hands will be faster than Ian’s.
No matter how strong the technique was, it was the same. The man intended to use this opportunity to make people realize it.
The limits of ‘fake’.
No matter how much you steal, peek, or borrow, the difference between the original and the copy can never be overcome.
The man’s sword was slowly raised. The next moment, Ian will hit the ground and his blade will shake off his foolish past.
Yes, it definitely should be that way.
Thump.
A sudden headache hit the man’s skull. No, it wasn’t just that.
Rurrr-
The sound of something collapsing was heard from afar. It means that there is strong interference in the realm of the unconscious, but what on earth?
What’s going on outside?
Just like that, the man lost concentration for a moment.
“The sun… ….”
The morning star has risen.
Golden eyes that never lose their shine even in a shaky focus and a collapsing world.
And the starlight brightens the sight.
Ian’s expression as he pursed his lips looked like he was lost, but his eyes were so intense.
The man inadvertently remembered what she said next.
There was no way I couldn’t remember. Because it was a teaching from a precious teacher.
‘In the hole of the needle.’
Immediately after, it splits.
The whole world was collapsing around the silver border.
As a great master once showed.