772 – 9. Not a single day goes by without this (21)
Sword and sword.
Every time the silver sword body dances, flames are engraved on it. Every time that happened, the aftereffects of the collision pierced through my tightly contracted arm muscles. It was a sensation that could not even be compared to a wooden sword.
More than anything, the tension was different.
The opponent in front of me was an old woman called ‘Great Master’, a true ‘sword demon’ who devoted her entire life to the path of the sword.
If you just look at time, the gap between me and you is several decades.
The difference was bound to be most clearly revealed when magical power was not used.
The blade cuts through the air like a rake. It’s only one sword at most, but I hallucinate as if there are more than three blades aimed at me.
Then there is only one way for me to respond.
When the blade was raised to its bell position, a sharp crashing sound followed by a horrifying tremor made the wrist bones vibrate. It was a unique sound that the blade left behind as it scraped across the blade.
That wasn’t the end.
Kang! Kang! Kang!
The old woman’s knife was strange. Sometimes it split into several pieces, but now it was bent elastically like a whip and was pounding my sword endlessly.
A flexible blade meant that the tip of the knife would stay for a long time. In other words, it also meant that if you were on the defensive like I was, you couldn’t change the structure unless you were looking for a very short window.
Just when you think the tip of the sword has passed, the sword whips around like a thunderbolt.
A sword dance that perfectly combines transformation and pleasure. If it were me, I would have mobilized my magic power at this point to compete.
But it is impossible now.
It was inevitable that I aimed for the moment of collision. Just before the sword and sword made contact, the blade was slightly twisted to deflect the old woman’s blow. Because of that, I had to slightly tilt my upper body and give up some of my hair.
Ilseom (一閃).
In a movement that could not even be understood anatomically, the body that had just shed the sword was now extending its arms. It was a truly exquisite stab that could be called an unexpected blow.
Then the old woman gradually increased her rotational power to the maximum. On the contrary, it narrows the gap between me and the trick of rotating by using the diameter that has grown as much as I throw away the sword as centrifugal force.
The results came in an instant.
Paak, and do it.
“…… hahahaha.”
I felt a slight pain on my slightly cut cheek. The wound was so shallow that not even the blood could properly seep out, but it seemed clear that I had lost.
In the end, my sword only pierced the air instead of the old woman digging into my arms.
I had no choice but to sigh.
“I lost… “It was just a little bit further.”
The old woman burst into laughter and immediately took away her sword. As if it had been like that from the beginning, the great instructor’s momentum as he sharpened the blade in his sheath was nothing short of empty.
“It’s completely different from yesterday. After shedding the sword, I thought it would lead to a stabbing… “I never thought they would attack me all at once without even being prepared.”
“I came to Heavenly Sword Mountain, but I have to follow the ‘sword circle’ method.”
“In just one day? “Without magical power?”
Bursting with laughter, the old woman turned away from him. It was immediately after that that my field of vision, which had been narrowed as I was concentrating on the battle, widened.
This is the ‘Grave of the Sword’.
It was a cliff made of a special rock called Cheongeomam (天劍巖). It has the property of dispersing magical power, so should we say that it is a place where one is tested to split the rock using only one’s body and swordsmanship?
It was also a place where ‘Daesabeom’ must be visited at least once a day.
That is why I also came here. Because there was an issue I needed to discuss with the ambassador.
Even though I got caught up in a sparring match just to show off my skills.
As usual, the old woman was looking at the boundary carved in the middle of the cliff. A sword image of overwhelming depth said to have been left behind by a swordsman.
The old woman’s sentiments, which remained silent for a moment, were short-lived.
“Is it talent? Or, did you meet a good teacher?”
“It is still an insignificant talent compared to the great master… In fact, we met a long time ago and had the opportunity to learn the vision of ‘Sword Circle.'”
He wasn’t a fact worth hiding anyway, nor was he a person he could hide from.
I decided to be honest about my situation, even if it was in detail. There was also a calculation that it would be easier to receive help this way.
“I am practicing to use the skills I have been using unconsciously more consciously. “There is no choice but to achieve it quickly.”
“Like the stabbing just now?”
My head nodded obediently.
The stab just now was clearly a move that was conscious of the technique of the ‘sword circle’ that runs from the true to the mid-movement. Although it was previously only used for purposes such as a ready stance or breaking the trajectory of a hatchet.
It meant that there was at least a small achievement.
The Great Master seemed very surprised by that.
“No matter how much it is, hasn’t it changed a lot in just one night?”
“I also had a good teacher.”
At my addition, the old woman let out a faint gasp. As if it was interesting.
“Are you a Gong instructor?”
In the endless Q&A, I hesitated for a moment.
Because the ‘master’ I was talking about does not exist in this era. To be precise, should we say that they exist but are not the same person?
This is why my swordsmanship made rapid progress in one night.
This was deeply related to ‘meditation’. The ‘Sword Circle’ meditation method sinks deep into the unconscious, and in the process, I was able to revisit ‘me’ memories from the future.
Even if the end is grand, the beginning is weak.
There was a time when even the strongest master of mankind had to learn the secret from the beginning. Among them, the person who passed down the secrets of the ‘Sword Circle’ to ‘me’ from the future was the ‘ghost sword’ from the future.
So my progress is bound to be abnormally fast.
It was like receiving direct instruction from a swordsman who dominated the era.
But it would be too long to explain these circumstances one by one.
“Yes, well…” That’s right.”
I had no choice but to give such an abbreviated answer.
First of all, the ‘demon sword’ was also Seria, so it wasn’t entirely wrong. Also, the person who taught me how to meditate was Seria.
However, the old woman seemed to have interpreted my words a little differently.
“hehehe, I see… I did… “If the opposite s*x you like is in front of you, you become more absorbed in it for no reason.”
“No, nothing like that in particular…” ….”
“It might actually be better that way.”
Smiling softly, the old woman had deep well-like eyes filled with sword marks that cut into two cliffs.
“You have too many random thoughts. “It might be better to focus on the woman in front of you.”
‘Miscellaneous thoughts’.
Suddenly, I remembered what Lia said to me. Did I say I changed? It was a story that made no sense to me.
There was no change in the idea that we should first solve the problems we face.
“Hey, old man Daesabeom.”
At my cautious question, the old woman’s eyes finally returned to me. I intended to gradually explain the crisis that befell Cheongeomsan Mountain.
“Actually, there is another reason why I came to see you today. Have there been any unusual trends on Cheongeomsan Mountain recently? ….”
The next moment.
Paak, the belated sound of a blast rang out. Before I knew it, another scratch had been drawn on my cheek.
At best, it got better in just a few seconds.
There was another part that puzzled me. They didn’t even notice the signs and couldn’t even respond properly.
It meant that if the old woman had wanted to, she could have cornered me. No matter how much there is a gap in swordsmanship, the wall between me and the old woman must be clear.
My frown was on the verge of frowning slightly.
“Again, another thought.”
After saying those words, the old woman turned her back again. Smiling as if clicking his tongue.
“I told you so. You have too many random thoughts… “Why did you come here?”
I was stroking my cheek in silence and only then did I come to my senses. Nevertheless, what I wanted to say was the same.
“But, old man, it’s important…” ….”
“Have you come to protect Heavenly Sword Mountain?”
It was such an obvious question. The reason I came to Heavenly Sword Mountain was to learn about the legend of the Heavenly Sword and to refine my swordsmanship. But at the same time, it would be difficult to deny the fact that the ‘letter’ I received had an impact.
An incident will definitely occur in the place mentioned in the letter.
I came here to prevent this as well.
“To some extent… ….”
“Who do you think you are?”
It was a simple question, but I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.
Who am I?
“Isn’t it the same no matter who you are? “As a member of the human race, I must stop the conspiracy of the Dark Church.”
“Then many people are neglecting their duties. “Aren’t you the only one here?”
“This is because everyone is unaware of the crisis. Moreover, in order to perform one’s duties, one must have the appropriate abilities…….”
“It is ability.”
The old woman walked steadily towards the front of the cliff. He quietly fumbled with a few of the countless swords with his hands.
Park!
It was literally like a thunderbolt.
It must be the result of honing the ‘Mystery of Jeong Jung-dong’, which is said to be the essence of the ‘Sword Circle’, to the limit. Without any warning, another piece of history is engraved on the cliff.
“Let me give you some advice…” This place is ‘Cheongeomsan Mountain.’ “Once you enter, worldly status and reputation have no meaning.”
While tracing the fresh sword marks with her index finger, the old woman looked behind him slightly. With a faint smile on his lips.
“It’s the same for you. “Cheolhyeolgong (鐵血公).”
“…..I’ll keep that in mind.”
“No, not to the extent of keeping it in mind.”
Walk again, just before passing me.
The old woman tapped my shoulder and said.
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“The fact that only those who are crazy about swords can enter Heavenly Sword Mountain… Be sure to engrave it in your heart.”
A small voice was heard following the footsteps of the Great Master as he left.
“They really look alike, they really look alike… ….”
I stood in silence for a while and looked at the back. How long would that be?
My steps were aimed at the cliff. One step, two steps. As I walked, I quickly reached the spot where the Great Beom was standing.
I looked closely at the deep dug marks there. The sword looked unusually long compared to its surroundings, and it certainly wasn’t a sword that had been swung out of curiosity.
My eyelids slowly closed. Finally, take a deep breath, right after that.
Park!
The sword shot out from the bottom left and cut through the rock. I wondered if such a skill would be possible without even magical power, but fortunately it seemed to be possible.
However, its length is quite shabby compared to the traces left behind by the Great Beomsar.
“…… Under.”
I burst out laughing.
What does ‘iron-blooded ball’ mean? While repeating that.