157. Enoch Războinic
“…Like 100 years ago?”
When Doyoon stabbed Yeokrin, Lancelot’s voice became rough for a moment.
However, the spirit of the Busker style is Myeonggyeongsu (明鏡止水). He soon regained his composure and chewed on Doyoon’s words.
‘Does it kill again like 100 years ago?’
Besides, what was that anger toward himself, even greater than that of the sword emperor’s adoptive son, Brudet? Like…
‘Roosevolnik. You’re reacting as if you were yourself.’
Well, did that man even take his soul like I did?
‘It’s impossible. However…’
It seemed worthwhile to cut off his limbs and bring him to the castle for interrogation.
“…please, uncle.”
“OK.”
Brudet couldn’t come out on her own, even with a sorrowful heart. He knew he would never defeat Lancelot.
Technical proficiency is the same. But Brudet is human. At least against a corps commander of the same type, using the same sword, the difference in specs was significant. My uncle knew this, so he went instead.
Do-yoon held a sword in one hand and snapped his neck stiff with anger.
Lancelot tried to talk to Doyoon.
“That technique must have belonged to Roosevolnik. How could you…”
Caang-
Lancelot stopped talking and raised his sword to block it.
It was because Doyoon spewed beriberi from his feet, approached in an instant with instant acceleration, and swung his sword without hesitation.
After blocking the attack, Lancelot tilted his head.
‘…Barracuda?’
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Just now, a mobile device that emits beriberi from its feet to gain momentum. It resembled a busker-type attack aircraft.
‘It must be because of my mood.’
Lancelot gave strength to the swords that were facing each other.
close by…
“You are rude.”
“Don’t forget death before the sword.”
“what?”
At his reaction, Doyoon smiled crookedly.
What I just said was Busker’s mental theory to always prepare for death and be nervous when holding a sword.
“You are also that soybean bastard.”
He heard that he had taken a piece of the soul, so he wondered if his consciousness had become one with Busker, but fortunately, there was no such disgusting thing.
Lancelot flinched and pressed down the swords that were facing each other.
Close by…!
“What did you just say?”
He was the only one on the continent who called himself the disgraceful nickname of soybean cub. The man who childishly provoked him with the size of his head eventually took the head away.
Do-yoon also stood up and pushed the sword away. Sparks flew from the intersection of the blade and the blade.
“You always had that problem. Was it round 15? Just like before, he acted rudely, then attacked me and stabbed me in the head.”
Uncharacteristic of his usual emotionless appearance, Doyoon smirked with a crooked smile like a demon.
Lancelot murmured in an incomprehensible voice, but clearly insulting himself.
“You can die, human.”
“Kill it. 1:0. It’s a best-of-two.”
Intercepting device-
“I’m going to do a really good job today, soybean bastard.”
“This guy…!”
Lancelot swung his sword wide, signaling the start of the fight.
Caang-
Doyoon smiled. Look at this, if you shake it just a little bit, the light-gyeong index breaks right away.
“Unlike you, Busker has always been as quiet as pale. Like a skeleton.”
Mana dwelled in his arm, and the 9th sword of Busker’s sword collection, Jupiter, swung.
Doyun’s sword cut through Lancelot. Lancelot easily blocked it, but the horizontal slash was a waste.
The real thing was a vertical cut cut from top to bottom, fast enough to be invisible using the technique of local acceleration control.
[Războinic’s 柳 swordsmanship – character cutting]
Chaeeng, Kaang-
After a relatively weak metallic sound, a very loud sound immediately followed.
Doyoon’s attack was so fast that it seemed as if he had only swung it horizontally once. However, Lancelot easily blocked all 2 attacks coming into the cross.
“Well…!”
Lancelot fell in love with the resilience of his hands and his familiar swordsmanship.
It was an attack that would be blocked anyway, but Doyoon frowned.
‘I’m more skilled than 100 years ago in recognizing the 2nd attack.’
The realm of the Busker formula. With that, I figured out the 2nd case.
Annoyance rose as he used that swordsmanship.
Lancelot immediately counterattacked. His sword body radiated backwards as if exploding sword energy, gaining instant momentum.
[Buske’s style swordsmanship – Barracuda]
A shockwave in the opposite direction rose from the back of the sword, and the sword cut through Doyoon at the speed of light.
Do-yoon’s throat was cut by an incredibly fast sword attack. However, the new model of Bane Do-yoon scattered over the collarbone like a haze, and then reappeared intact. It was Enoch’s unique evasion technique.
Lancelot flinched and leaped backwards, opening the distance. It was a lull after the first battle.
Lancelot shuddered.
‘Also! It’s a loose ball ryuda!’
Undoubtedly. It was very clear when they crossed swords. As for his body movements, that apostle was using Roosevolnik’s swordsmanship.
‘Has Rouge Volnik’s successor appeared!’
okay. If it’s a rouge ball, that tremendous growth and achievements in 9 months can all be explained. It was indeed his successor.
‘It’s rather a good opportunity.’
The plan to obtain the title of Sword Saint by defeating the successor of Sword Hyeon was thwarted. However, it might be a more meaningful duel than that.
‘Busker style and loose ballnik style. The gender of the two swordsmanship is covered!’
The greatest man in history and the greatest swordsman in history. Which sword was more dominant among the two? That superiority and inferiority is now broken by the successors of each lineage.
And the loser in that historic duel is taken to the Demon Castle for interrogation.
Forgetting the famous view point, the swordsman Lancelot’s blood was boiling.
Of course, it was a possible idea because he had no idea how the rougeball style was born or how it was related to the Busker style.
Lancelot shouted to the surroundings and to the commanders.
“From now on, we will have a one-to-one! Never interfere, and keep an eye on which sword is more dominant, the Rouge Ballnik or the Busker!”
Satan said ‘Ha?’ He frowned as if he was talking nonsense, and Lilith put her hand on her forehead.
On the other hand, the reaction of the coalition was rather significant.
“…Roosevolnik type?”
“What do you mean by that?”
Why are the names of the two swordsmanship suddenly mentioned?
In wonder, the people and warriors on the wall, including the Lion King, watched the two fight.
However, upon hearing those words, Doyoon’s face sank coldly.
‘…that’s fucking crazy.’
Despite the subject of scorning Busker’s soul, the guy who said he represented the Busker style was fucking disgusting.
‘I’ll fix that thought first.’
Doyoon fixed the sword in a busker-style jockeying style.
“ha-!”
Lancelot released his sword energy in the opposite direction of the sword body with a loud spirit that was not suitable for the Busker style. It was the same technique as before, Barracuda.
This time, he gained momentum not only with his sword but also with his entire body, and rushed towards Doyoon. The tip of the sword drew a wide curve and cut horizontally.
However, Doyoon stared at his swordplay with cold eyes. From now on, I had no intention of avoiding it.
Do-yoon raised his sword high and literally struck down the cutting sword with all his might, as if chopping firewood or hammering.
Whoaa-
The trajectory of Lancelot’s sword was bent vertically, and it crashed into the hardened lava floor. A whole area of land was engulfed.
“…!”
Lancelot’s new model holding the sword was staggered by a truly tough but effective force that evaporated the power and inertia of the sword in an instant.
‘This…!’
It was forged in the Busker style.
As the ground collapsed and the lava below soared, Doyoon struck down the sword stuck in the ground with his foot and fixed it. Then he raised his sword again and prepared for another busker-style forge.
An action clearly intended to break the sword. At this, Lancelot was startled and let go of his sword and leaped backwards.
When Doyoon struck down the sword again, the sword stuck in the ground turned into black smoke and returned to Lancelot. The sword was soon placed in Lancelot’s hand.
Doyoon clearly confirmed the phenomenon with his own two eyes.
‘Even if he died and was resurrected, he still retains his pre-death abilities.’
It was a task to confirm this.
The fleeting battle ends, and the slow time flows again. The ground goes down, and lava gushes out from all sides and attacks Do-yoon.
Do-yun calmly stood on a piece of land as if he had finished his ball, and swung his sword roughly with one hand. Then, a sword wind rose around him, and the lava that was attacking him was blown away.
Lancelot fell asleep.
“Truly ignorant…”
I never thought he would openly try to break his sword like that in the middle of a battle. If you put it badly, you’re ignorant, and if you put it goodly, your fighting ideas were really flexible.
But that wasn’t the point.
‘I just used the Busker formula.’
how? Wasn’t he the successor of Roosevolnik?
Even if Brudet taught it, it wouldn’t make sense. It was a short workshop, but the level of perfection of technique felt there exceeded that of Brudet. Moreover, the Busker-style one-man victory. There was no way Brudet would leak it.
And… unbelievably, Lancelot. It was much more advanced than that.
“…”
Lancelot. If he had a body, he would have bloodshot eyes and tendons in his forearms.
“…nonsense.”
he denied
‘I am the swordsman of this era, inheriting the lineage of swordsmen…!’
With the swordsmanship that Doyoon showed in just one workshop, his identity and pride went through a huge crack.
There was no doubt that it was not pure training, but something special. Yes, it means that he absorbed a soul like himself.
“You bastard… As a swordsman, don’t you even have the bare minimum!”
Doyoon snorted.
“Either way…”
He hates the corps commander. I hate it like I’m going to have a good time.
Especially among them, Lancelot, along with Satan, was a poisonous bastard. He was a man with nothing but vanity and selfishness, with a big head and his own hypocrisy and sham jokes. So I cut off his head.
‘Today is an opportunity.’
Today, at least two of the corps commanders will be sent to the afterlife.
Doyun spurred a leap from the stone fragments floating in the lava.