The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 420

Episode 420

“After telling you to rest, what’s the deal all of a sudden!”

Marta frowned as she watched Raon and Muston go down to the snowy field.

“Why are you fighting with a guy who has done it once?”

She muttered that it was useless and clicked her tongue.

“I think that old man did something.”

Burren turned his gaze to Muston and narrowed his eyes.

“Old boy? Aren’t you an old man?”

“You’re older than us, but you act like a child.”

“Oh, that’s right. It just feels like a whining kid.”

Martha’s actions were childish, so I couldn’t see her, and I laughed.

“Ugh.”

As if not interested in Dalian, Runan had his arms crossed against the wall and his mouth was sticking out.

“There is no ice cream shop… .”

“you idiot! It’s winter all year here, and it’s a battlefield, so will you sell ice cream?”

“Martha Rachel-nyeo.”

It was a joke that had nothing to do with the current situation, but tendons grew out of Marta’s forehead.

“This sleeper!”

“Martha is weak. Every day I cry and fall.”

“OK! If you want to die, I will kill you!”

Marta ran like a frog and ran to Runan.

“Oh oh!”

“Fighting Team 1 and Team 2!”

“This would be fun too!”

The Gwangpungdan waved their fists as they looked at Runan and Marta, who began to fight for strength.

As soon as the battle between Raon and Muston begins, his face does not show any tension. It meant that they completely trusted their incessant mastery.

Raon stood on the snowy field with the unconditional trust of the Gwangpungdan.

Muston, approaching from the other side, rolled his eyes.

‘Whoever sees it will know that I’m wrong.’

It was absurd to have an argument first and send those eyes away. I knew I was jealous, but I didn’t know I was going to be that crazy.

‘I tried to be patient as much as possible, but this time I crossed the line.’

He received a lot from the sword spirit, so he tried to get over the proper argument, but he couldn’t stay still after hearing that Rimer was ridiculing him.

“It is as you say. It is true that our lord is an idiot.”

Raon put his hand on the sword of the Jecheon Sword and smiled softly.

“But the only thing that can say that is the windmill. How can we? You don’t deserve to spit those words out.”

A cold chill rose from his light smile.

“I will take over the snout education that Rektar-sama couldn’t do.”

“I told you not to tell me your name!”

Muston screamed and drew his sword. A vicious force arose from the blade pointed towards it.

“great. There will be no need for warm-up exercises.”

When Raon twisted his lips and drew his sword, Lars came out of the bracelet.

– That’s a little dangerous.

Lars glanced at Muston and gave a brief taste.

‘What’s dangerous?’

– The feelings of jealousy over him have become quite strong.

‘Is it poisonous?’

– Emotions such as anger, sloth, and jealousy are also related to the primal powers of humans and demons, whose emotional level is just before reaching the primordial part.

Lars shook his head, saying that Muston’s head must have been the problem from the start.

‘I do not care.’

Raon raised his mouth and raised his mouth, aiming at Muston with his sword.

‘If it is correct, it will be fixed.’

-What?

‘There is a saying that if something doesn’t go as expected, think about whether the hawk is insufficient.’

– Is there such a thing in the world?

As Lars tilted his head awkwardly, Muston moved first.

Whoops!

Mouston slammed the ground hard without even giving a synopsis. speedy trick. In a fleeting moment, he rushed forward and raised his sword.

‘It’s fast. but… .’

just be quick

Muston was focused on speed, so he could not put his strength into his swordsmanship.

Raon raised his sword towards Muston’s sword, which fell like lightning. no need to swing

It became a thick wall just by putting it on the spot with the heavy sword’s girdle wrapped around it.

blah blah blah!

As if Muston’s sword did not receive power, he was blocked in front of the Jecheon sword and could not proceed.

“huh!”

As if expecting to be blocked, he drew his sword back, twisted his waist, and raised the sword from below. The blue river flowing from the blade caused a huge wave.

‘Is this the original swordsmanship?’

Looking at the intense light that came out, it seemed to be the bright red sword, one of the sword demon’s ascending swordsmanship.

A sharp sword, a strong sword, a quick sword, and an absolute sword were nestled in the blade of light that he wielded.

Koo!

Raon stepped forward with his left foot and recited the guise of the Gwangah Sword.

He stretched out his sword with the explosive strength that came from his thighs and the heat of a cartoonist sprinting through the mana circuit.

blah blah!

The Jecheon sword imbued with heavy power struck Muston’s sword at once. His wrists tilted like a sailboat hit by the waves.

Raon looked at Muston with her mouth wide open and narrowed her eyes.

‘Is this weaker than you think?’

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No, did I become stronger?

As he rose to the highest level of master and received the advice of a swordsman to achieve swordsmanship, there seemed to be a difference that was different from before.

“No, that’s ridiculous!”

Mouston gritted his teeth and gave strength to his trembling wrist. After forcing the trembling to stop, he poured out a sword attack loaded with a thick force.

‘This time, I will cut off that sword.’

He took a step closer to Muston and raised Glacia. It was released by blowing wind into the energy of frost blooming from his fingertips.

Kyaan!

The magic of the Absolute Sword contained in the snow wind sword shattered Muston’s path and created a huge shockwave.

“Wow!”

As Muston opened his eyes as he looked at the deflected sword, he slapped his left fist into the man’s abdomen.

Oops!

With a roar like a drum, Muston bounced wildly and rolled on the floor.

‘The reaction is fast.’

Perhaps it was for nothing that he was a disciple of the sword demon, Muston built a wall in front of his abdomen and defended it as soon as he was struck by a fist.

“Shut up!”

Perhaps the impact of being hit in the stomach was severe, Muston shrugged his shoulders and sharpened his teeth without showing any expression.

“Uh, how… .”

“What is it? You are weak.”

Raon lightly brushed his left fist and approached Muston.

“Don’t panic and get up. It hasn’t even started yet.”

I pushed the ground with my right foot. Taehwabo moves smoothly. The earth was hollowed out, and Muston’s eyes were seen in embarrassment.

Cheering!

On the blade of the wildly falling Jecheon Sword, I put the guise of the Gwangah Sword on it. The sharper molars of the beast revealed its ferocious life.

“Wow!”

Muston hurriedly backs away and unleashes a sword attack. Even in the midst of an urgent need, his sword attack was loaded with proper power.

However, a proper sword at that level.

A light sword was wrapped around the magic of the quick sword. The reddish blade of speed with which it was attached, pushed Muston’s sword fiercely.

kuaang!

It was a clash of power and power, but the result came out so easily.

Hot!

Mouston’s sword strike showed a breakdown and bounced off the wall as if it had hit the wall, and the Jecheon sword stretched out without any roughness.

Oops oops!

Raon lay down the blade and slashed his shoulder just as the Jecheon Sword was about to cut Muston’s head.

Aww!

Muston flew like a rubber ball and crashed to the ground. A huge hole was dug in the ground, and the snow on the floor flew into the air.

Get it!

He pulled out the hair of Muston, who couldn’t come to his senses properly.

“Ouch… .”

“Isn’t it over already?”

Raon threw Muston like a stone, and he staggered to his feet.

“All, of course!”

Muston lowers his stance, and raises the Auror to full power.

Whoo!

The snow field melted in the waves of the burning river, and the flow of the atmosphere began to twist.

‘One Auror is great.’

As a disciple of the sword spirit, he drank the elixir like water, and felt a tremendous energy.

“But I didn’t say I’d wait for you to build up your power.”

Stepping on the Taehwaibo, he dug into Muston’s space at once.

“You mean bastard!”

“If you shout yabi in battle, your neck will fly off.”

After twisting his upper body to let the sword strike that Muston slashed, he slammed his forehead with the sword of the Jecheon sword.

“Heh heh heh!”

Muston curled back on the spot like a doll whose strings had fallen off. Red blood gushed out of his mouth from the shock.

squishy.

Raon approached the downed Muston. With each step, the floor was dug, and it became a shape like skin with ripped flesh.

“The words that come out of your mouth cannot be picked up.”

He looked down at Muston and clenched his fists.

“Let’s only get 100 hits as much as you can wear.”

“Why, why 100… .”

“It’s my heart.”

As he was about to argue, he hit the center of his face with his fist holding his sword.

Oops oops!

Raon raised his index finger as he looked at Muston lying on the floor.

“Now one.”

“Ouch!”

Muston shook his head, clasping his face.

“Hey, I already hit four of you… .”

“Because I can’t do arithmetic.”

Raon raised his chin, glimmering in his shabby blue eyes.

“If you don’t want to follow, count every time you get hit.”

* * *

Milland and the swordsman clashed a glass of whiskey and looked out the window.

“It looks like two children bumping into each other.”

Milland drank his whiskey and smiled softly.

“Whew… .”

The sword spirit put down the cup and let out a low sigh.

“I expected it, but it makes my taste buds bitter.”

“It is not easy to raise disciples. I understand.”

Milland nodded, saying it was difficult in many ways to raise his heir and son, Therian.

“Is it difficult?”

Limer tilted his head as he ate the whole grilled chicken served as a side dish.

“Our Raon did well, didn’t he? Ji takes care of himself and gets stronger, and Ji takes care of himself and sets the ball up. Heh heh heh!”

He grinned, wondering if he grew up well knowing that he was like a disciple.

“I, I… .”

Milland trembled as he held the glass in anger, but couldn’t resist.

In fact, Raon was able to move and grow on his own even here.

“How did a guy like Raon go to such an idiot, the sky doesn’t care. Isn’t it?”

He frowned and looked at the sword demon, but strangely, he had a faint smile of joy.

“Rectar-sama?”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

The swordsman slowly shook his head.

“Obviously Raon is a great kid, but my disciple is the best.”

He said that Muston was narrow-minded and not a bad person.

“But in a fight, who will win?”

Limer ate a yellow apple and danced the shoulder dance. The smirk in his eyes, asking anyone knowingly, was young.

“When I ask questions knowingly, unlike my disciple, I have a bad personality. Of course it’s Raon.”

After the sword spirit gave a firm answer, he drank whiskey.

“If we were in the Aryan family, we would have had a good match, but now there is a big difference. The current Muston cannot surpass Raon.”

He sighed briefly and shook his head.

“But are you going to just let it go?”

“Because my disciple needs to get it right once in a while.”

“That’s right. If you don’t want to go somewhere else and not get stabbed, you have to come to your senses now.”

Limer giggled and nodded her head.

“Then you mean you want to believe in Raon?”

“exactly. I believe that even if he treats Muston harshly due to the nature of that child, the aftermath will not cause any lasting scars.”

Muston said that Raon’s personality was warm and bright, so he believed it.

“Isn’t my child such a warm child?”

Rimer shook his chin as he touched the eyelids that had been beaten by Raon before.

“The teacher is also a loser… .”

* * *

Mouston trembled with both hands holding the sword and bit his lip. Raon, approaching slowly, looked like a reaper from the underworld.

‘what?’

Why can’t you stop it!

His sword was torn like a piece of paper, but Raon’s sword pierced through the river like a sharp awl.

It’s clearly similar, but I don’t know why there is such a difference.

‘Damn it… .’

I have already been beaten by more than 30, so my body is full. If you receive more shock than this, it will be difficult to wield the sword.

‘I don’t know.’

I’m sure I’ve mastered all of that guy’s swordsmanship, but why am I being pushed back?

Watching Raon’s swordsmanship with Master, I learned both flow and style, but I couldn’t figure out why I couldn’t defeat him.

“You look like you don’t understand.”

Raon stepped forward and raised his sword.

“If you don’t know, keep feeling it with your body.”

With those words, his sword falls down. A sensory sword called a light sword. It was a swordsmanship that grasped both the flow of herbivores and Aurors.

‘You can stop it.’

Since it is a herbivorous combination of pleasure, river, and medium, I tried to defeat it by using an absolute sword and a dead sword.

blah blah!

It must be stopped in the middle or let it flow, but his swordsmanship pushed inward like a wild boar.

Obviously, the flow and type were the same, but the temperament of the martial arts itself contained within it was different.

“no way… .”

Muston’s eyes trembled like the wings of a rain-soaked butterfly.

“Did you go one step further in your teacher’s teaching?”

It seems that Raon developed her swordsmanship further based on the advice given by her master.

Otherwise, the situation now doesn’t make sense.

“Now it seems you have figured it out.”

Raon nodded calmly.

“Rectar-sama told you. According to the situation of the sensory sword, various martial arts can be used. Up until now, I have only used swordsmanship tricks that can pierce your weaknesses.”

“ah… .”

Muston bit his lip. Hearing Raon’s words, I vaguely remembered the advice the Master had given me.

“You focused on my sword, not your master, so that’s how it came to be. You told me not to approach you, but you don’t seem to listen to your master’s advice.”

“Shut up!”

Exploding the emotions boiling inside, he kicked the ground.

‘Now, somehow, we have to see the end!’

He pulled up all the Aurors and unleashed a glamorous talisman during the season of the Red Swordsmanship.

Pia ah!

Gwangchan Tal-Soul is a herbivore of stabbing like light. It was a swordsmanship of a super-rising level that refined sharpness, speed, and accuracy to the limit.

blatantly.

The moment Gwangchantalhorn approached, Raon’s eyes were young.

‘This is pretty good.’

It was the most powerful herbivore among Muston’s swordsmanship he had ever seen.

If he had stayed at the advanced level of Master, he would have struggled quite a bit to think of a way to stop it.

‘However… .’

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Not now.

Raon swung his sword as he progressed towards the sword where the blue light flickered.

Whoa!

The fire dragon’s breath burning from the blade swept the sharp blue light.

It’s hard!

The dazzling energy of Muston’s sword melted away, and the thin blade was sharp as a branch.

“ah… .”

“It’s not over yet.”

Raon stood up on his knees and slapped Muston’s jaw in a frenzy.

Oops!

Muston couldn’t control himself and fell to the floor.

“Aaah!”

He raised his index and middle fingers as he looked down at the screaming Muston, clutching his mouth.

“Are you two now? There are still ninety-eight left.”

“Wow, what nonsense! I’ve already hit over 30… .”

“I told you. Say goodbye. I should have said how many every time I got hit.”

Raon swung his sword with an eerie smile.

“If you don’t want to eat porridge for the rest of your life, bite this tight.”

I’ll be picked though.