89 – Smashing the Skull (2)
‘God’s sword type?’
I was embarrassed after hearing Malik’s words, so I immediately raised my mana and added acceleration and strengthening magic to my body.
White light soars from the dagger that Malik is holding, taking on a long shape.
“Soul cutting.”
Why is that skeleton able to use Shinkenryu?
I had that question in my mind for a moment, but I had to put it aside for a moment and draw my sword first.
If what that skeleton is using is really Shinken style, then that secret technique wouldn’t be something I can block while thinking about random things.
Nevertheless, the balance did not deceive.
The reason I obediently listened to Malik’s request was because I myself felt the need for it.
‘Let’s try this first…’
If I felt that I might lose while dividing the sword, I planned to deceive the balance.
Of course, this does not mean that not deceiving the balance and conserving durability while engaging in battle is a bad experience.
I never wanted to lose to that skeleton.
-Chaaa!
Malik’s pure white sword strikes me to draw a solid white line, and when I see that, I mutter and swing my sword.
“God’s sword type 1, soul cutting.”
-Kwawaang!
Then, the pure white solid line flying towards me and the pure white solid line I drew collided, making a loud sound.
-Chaaa!
Hearing that sound, without hesitation, I turned my body back and swung my sword.
Then, the colorless sword energy that was flying behind me scattered in all directions.
When I looked back, I saw that Malik, like me, had swung his sword towards his back and was turning his body back toward me.
‘They said he was a senior, but was he really a senior?’
I realized this clearly through a previous experience.
I don’t know why, but that person knows how to use the same Shinken style as the teacher.
– Tak!
Just as I was thinking for a moment, Malik’s new model disappeared.
“I think I’ve shown you what I have to show you…”
Malik reached in front of me before I knew it, pointed his dagger at my solar plexus and whispered.
-Chang!
When I raised my sword to block the dagger, Malik nodded at Randel, who was sleeping, and then raised the corners of his mouth.
“Shall we go outside? “A strict person shouldn’t get hurt.”
A person like that swings a sword first?
I tried to argue, but when I saw Malik’s right foot flying towards my head, I couldn’t do that and had to raise his forearm and take a defensive stance.
When he blocks Malik’s right foot with his forearm, his body is thrown backward by the impact.
-Kwasik!
I feel a slight pain in my back, and the scenery I see changes from a shabby log cabin to a forest.
“It’s a lot better than I thought, isn’t it?”
My feet haven’t even touched the ground yet, but I hear Malik’s voice in my ear.
Before I know it, I see Malik leaping in front of me and swinging the dagger in his right hand towards my wrist.
-Chang!
I reflexively raised the sword in my right hand to block the dagger, then spun around in the air and opened my lips.
“Keep your promises.”
Then he swung the sword he was holding in his left hand diagonally.
“If my junior wins.”
Malik, who slashed my sword with the dagger he was holding in his left hand, raised the tailbone of his mouth and responded.
-Tak.
After landing on the ground, I immediately kicked my feet and rushed at Malik.
-Chang!
-Chang!
-Chang!
Malik’s dagger and my sword interlocked countless times, and sparks continued to fly from the spot.
How many times did you swing the sword, strike, or dodge?
-Chaaa!
The sword I was holding in my left hand suddenly cut through the air.
“It seems like your fundamentals are solid.”
Have we gone there before we know it?
Malik put his body back for a long time, put his dagger into the arm of his robe, opened a space, and took out two swords from it.
I was watching that scene. When I realized what one of the two swords was, I had to grit my teeth.
Because, the identity of that sword was the ‘Sword of Good and Evil’ that I was trying to obtain from Arvik.
“Junior, do you know what I’m trying to do now?”
Malik, who probably had no idea how much I was swearing under my breath, bent his knees and then began to assume his familiar posture.
‘Space Baldo?’
When I see that posture, I reflexively swallow my dry saliva and feel tense.
It was worth it. Because that secret technique could not be unleashed unless I deceived the balance.
I’m starting to worry. About whether or not to deceive the scales even now.
“Junior, is this still possible in its current state?”
“···.”
“As expected, junior, you were a fool who couldn’t do anything without deceiving the balance. Just looking at it, it looks like he’s contemplating whether to cheat right now, but instead of that, let’s do it like this.”
How did I know what I was worried about?
I’ve been feeling it since a while ago, that skull seems to be able to see through people’s hearts strangely well.
“If you, my junior, can block this draw in that condition or hold on to it without losing your mind, you, my junior, will win. How is it?”
After listening to Malik’s suggestion, I had to think for a moment.
‘Can we stop it?’
I know the secret that Malik is trying to pull off.
I know where and how Malik’s sword will come at me, and I also know the law of destruction.
‘The problem is that we don’t know how much power the author will exert.’
Even so, it won’t be enough to make me lose my mind.
“Of course.”
After coming to that conclusion, I nodded and straightened my posture.
Is it because I didn’t deceive the scales?
After applying acceleration and strengthening magic to the body several times, I feel that my mana is running low.
“That’s good posture. “Then I’ll go right away.”
Did he realize that I was ready?
After saying that, Malik began to slowly move his palm against the handle of his sword.
-Crash.
The pommel is slightly bent, and part of the sword body is revealed from within the sheath.
“New sword type 5.”
As Malik chants, his momentum changes completely, and the space around him begins to tremble.
“Space Baldo.”
When Malik opens the sword, the naked body of the swordsman with silver skin reflects the sunlight and reveals himself.
-Ssassy!
Malik’s sword cuts through the air with a quiet sound. Malik’s new model leaves his seat in an instant.
-Chaaa!
Malik swung the sword in his right hand completely in the air, then rotated his body in the air and swung the sword in his left hand.
Then, white cracks began to appear mushrooming around me.
‘It’s not a threat.’
Of course, it is true that since it is one of the secret techniques of the new sword style, it has a power that is completely different from other sword techniques.
It was also true that the power of Malik’s big technique was much less threatening than the spatial attack I used.
Is that why? I’m wondering if it might be a good idea to try an amazing method that I thought of before.
‘Let’s do it.’
-Ssassy!
When I made that promise, countless sword energy began to pour down on me silently from the pure white crack.
And I was swinging the sword long before the sword energy rained down.
-Chaaa!
-Chaaa!
-Chaaa!
Every time he swings his sword, Malik’s pure white sword energy splits or flies out in the air.
The sword energy that is thrown out cuts the space and creates a new crack in the air.
After seeing that, I continued swinging my sword.
Is it because I know where the baptism of sword energy will come to me and in what order?
There is no hesitation in swinging the sword. I just cut in a trance and wait for the moment I remember.
‘Now!’
The moment when the number of sword energy pouring down is clearly reduced is captured.
After catching this, I cut off Malik’s sword energy and swung the sword once more at the maximum speed I could achieve.
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-Chaaa!
Then, the space between the pure white cracks that appeared everywhere was cut away.
“Haak, haak.”
My breathing became rapid, probably because I had swatted away hundreds of sword energy filled with mana, and I began to feel a tearing pain in the hand holding the sword.
“Junior, you know you’re the last one left, right?”
Did I look cute like that? Malik smiled happily and asked me while I was catching my breath.
“I know. But this time it’s your turn.”
I smiled at Malik and raised my sword.
“Look up.”
“Huh?”
As soon as I looked up, Malik tilted his head and looked up.
“Wow… I didn’t expect this.”
When he saw dozens of white cracks that had suddenly formed above him, he raised his sword in sincere admiration.
“I didn’t cut out my sword energy, but I cut into space with my sword energy…”
-Chaaa!
-Chaaa!
-Chaaa!
“It’s ingenious. But that’s it.”
Malik asked me while constantly swinging his sword at the sword energy pouring down on him.
“How are you going to stop that?”
As soon as Malik finished speaking, the only crack that did not disappear around me began to flutter.
-Ssassy!
Malik’s first transparent sword strike struck me with a quiet sound.
“How can I stop it?”
I said, swinging my sword once again towards the space I had cut down in a split second.
As my sword cuts the space in front of me, another white crack appears above Malik.
The transparent sword strike that was flying at me at an insane speed is sucked into the space I cut down.
“Senior, you have to stop it.”
I said, looking at the only remaining crack in Malik’s stomach that did not disappear.