38. Poetry
There are only two left.
Lee Do-jin’s steps moved lightly.
We measured the gap. The distance at which the opponent can be killed in one shot.
Sabak-
The bush swayed.
The two bodies rushed toward Lee Do-jin at the same time.
A single spear.
A single sword.
A sharp trajectory that would scare most hunters.
But they and Lee Do-jin’s eyes were different from each other.
In the world of Misteltein, I died a thousand times by Sword Emperor Dan Chun-wu.
I have died fifty or so times in spite of the fists of King Hwang Bo Seryeong.
Lee Do-jin learned from them.
He saw weeds that only those who had killed hundreds of people could have.
How to walk.
How to wield it to kill people efficiently.
It is Lee Do-jin’s eyes that have been attacked by the real line of sight, not even a near-death attack.
The blade of the wooden sword twisted as if space were distorted.
No, even that was an illusion.
“Gagging!”
The wooden sword had already gone through the prosecutor’s nape.
Two eyes widened in disbelief.
The field of view slowly became dark and tilted at an angle.
Pu-wook!
The opponent spearman’s spear dug deep into the dead swordsman’s chest. Of course, this was the result that Dojin Lee intended.
Lee Do-jin’s wooden sword was thrust into the spearman’s side. Lee Do-jin took out his wooden sword without hesitation.
The face of a spearman who has reached the brink of death.
Surprisingly, it was just cold.
Lee Do-jin felt a terrible ominous look in that expression.
Live.
It was too vicious for a murder that felt like glaring at an opponent who couldn’t be killed.
It was like killing with the conviction that he could kill.
Lee Do-jin read the spearman’s moving mouth.
Die.
A kid.
Lee Do-jin hurriedly threw his body backwards.
He swung the sword containing the colorless sword energy to create a shield of his sword.
A transparent curtain of sword energy spread in front of me.
Quaaang!
An explosion occurred. The spearman’s body exploded.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere in the verdant forest.
“….”
It was self-destruction.
It was not clear whether he committed suicide in anticipation of death or intended to have a friendly relationship.
If he had stayed still, he would have sustained minor injuries.
Lee Do-jin brushed off the flesh on his suit.
What makes them move like this?
Lee Do-jin stared at Baek Hyeon-soo and Yeon Si-moon, the 7th seat of the New Humanity Society, who were still fighting with their eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
It was no surprise that the battle was still going on.
From Lee Do-jin’s eyes, compared to the 5 people he killed, that man with a plain sword looked quite strong.
The red strong energy is concentrated in the gauntlet of Yeonsimun.
Kagagagak!
With the back of the hand of the gauntlet in his left hand, he slashed the blade of the plain sword and dug into Baek Hyeon-soo’s side.
Quaaang!
The wind tore through the air. The plain sword, which touched Yeon Si-mun’s right fist, wriggled like a snake whose head had been ripped off.
The air-eating workshop continued twenty more times.
Wow!
Baek Hyeon-soo’s stomach chugged.
Yeonsimun’s shredding right distorted Baek Hyeon-soo’s battle suit.
Baek Hyeon-soo threw himself backwards while defending himself with a plain sword.
Yeon Si-mun’s battle suit had become rags from the blade of the plain sword.
There were light scars all over the body.
There was a fairly deep knife mark on his side.
A sharp pain pricked his brain like a needle, but he didn’t show anything.
Baek Hyeon-soo, still unaware that all of his subordinates were dead, laughed bitterly.
“I got stronger. But you still lack objectification of yourself.”
Yeon Si-moon just laughed at the sarcasm.
Lack of objectification?
No.
I definitely found out.
If you fight with the determination to kill, you can definitely kill.
Hundreds of red lights gathered in the right hand.
“You die.”
Lastly, Yeon Si-mun’s body itself became a red light and was fired.
Shhhhh!
It was the sound of a snake.
A plain-clothed sword full of blue swords rushed toward Yeon Si-mun’s waist.
Yeonsimun with outstretched feet.
I didn’t stop my fist.
On the contrary, it accelerated the body by integrating the strength and muscles.
I didn’t know if my waist would be cut in half. But it didn’t matter.
Because what was certain was that I could crush his head.
Red eyes lingered in Yeon Si-moon’s pupils.
Give flesh and take bones.
It was the moment I made that decision.
Quad Deuk!
A flash of light fell from the sky.
Just before the plain sword touched Yeon Si-mun’s waist, it was destroyed by Lee Do-jin’s sword technique.
Dozens of blades swam in the air. Shards of blue light flowed softly.
“Please finish.”
I heard the junior’s voice.
Yeon Si-mun smiled brightly.
The face of Baek Hyeon-soo, the 7th seat of the New People’s Society, stained with astonishment, came into my eyes.
Zeu────Billion
The ground shook.
The green scenery was distorted.
Baekbo Shrine (百步神拳)
The exquisite art of Shaolin, which unfolded from Yeon Si-mun’s right hand, chewed up Baek Hyun-soo’s upper body.
Flesh and bones are crushed throughout the battle suit.
Blood splattered all over the body.
The organs lose their function mercilessly. My heart became still.
Two legs collapsed, unable to overcome the loss of the upper body.
“….”
Yeon Si-mun glared at the corpse of the swordsman who had beheaded his brother-in-law for a while.
Yeon Si-mun staggered and sat down with his back leaning against a tree.
Yeon Shi Moon casually took out a pain suppressant and injected it into the scar on his side. And I applied a recovery potion.
“Thank you. Thanks to that, my back didn’t get cut.”
Lee Do-jin smiled. Because it was ridiculous
Too carefree attitude. Because it was a carefree word.
“Was it revenge?”
Yeonsi Moon nodded slowly.
“Oh, he hit my brother-in-law on the neck.”
Lee Do-jin knew that Yeon Si-mun was not the kind of person to joke about things like this.
“Are you done? Revenge.”
“No, that guy was a knife. There’s someone else who wielded it. He just killed the tool.”
Lee Do-jin did not ask any more.
He just helped the door during the opening ceremony. The bare skin of the waistband touched his hand.
Yeon Si-mun grinned.
“Your hands are warm. I thought it would be cold.”
Lee Do-jin silently continued to support Yeon-si-mun.
I headed for the group of 5 who were frozen.
Heo Chang-woo blankly looked over the five dead members of the New Human Society.
“… How do you fix this?”
“There is no need for seniors to deal with it.”
Lee Do-jin came out of the dungeon.
Then he took out his cell phone.
“Director. I am Lee Do-jin, a first-year student who met Yu Seol-ah from the swordsman the other day.”
-Uh-oh! Yes Cadet Lee Do-jin!
I made a call to Kim Jeong-woo, the director of the Awakened Management Bureau.
“Killed 6 members of the New Humanity Society. In an undiscovered dungeon.”
-… Yes?
“Are you able to repair it?”
-… It’s possible.
We just exchanged a few words, but I could feel the exhaustion through my voice.
-Please take the coordinates. Wait for me.
“Okay.”
***
The emergency room next to the Awakened Management Bureau.
Yeonsimun was lying there.
Drreuk-
Lee Do-jin, who explained the situation to Director Kim Jung-woo of the Awakened Management Bureau and left the main office building, headed for the emergency ward building.
Yeon Si-moon knocked on the door of the hospital room to be inside.
“May I come in?”
The answer came immediately.
-Come in.
Lee Do-jin opened the door.
Lee Do-jin’s face hardened.
Yeon Si-mun smiled.
“As expected, men are weak against skin color.”
The lower body was completely wearing cotton pants.
By the way, the weight of the flesh color was greater in the upper body.
Because there was nothing but a short fabric tee that was thinly wrapped around his chest.
It was white skin.
To the point of being ideal.
I could see her collarbone sliding gracefully through her silver-haired hair.
Through the white cloth, the bulging breastbone was finely peeked out.
The abdominal muscles were evenly located.
Lee Do-jin was honestly embarrassed.
“You should have told me to wait when you knocked. Why did you ask me to come in?”
“Why did I do that? Huh?”
Yeon Si-moon touched Do-jin Lee’s hand as he sat in the chair with a mischievous expression.
“So, how do you feel?”
Lee Do-jin said what he felt as soon as he saw it, and what he thought was the most appropriate.
“… You are beautiful.”
“It’s cute. Junior.”
Yeon Si-mun’s hand gesture flowed through Lee Do-jin’s palm.
“Your juniors have a lot of calluses.”
“Because I hold the sword.”
“Yes. The junior holds a sword. I swing my fist.”
Moon slowly removed her hand.
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“Listening, I don’t think this is the first time that juniors have faced the Rookie of the Year.”
“I killed one last time. In town.”
“I see.”
Yeon Si-mun stopped talking for a moment and stared at Lee Do-jin.
“I saw Hoeju right in front of my eyes. And he’s the one who wielded the tool he just killed.”
Lee Do-jin also stared at Yeonsimun.
“Please contact me in advance when you go to kill him.”
“Why, you want to take care of the corpse?”
The New People’s Association is strong.
It was a well-known fact that he killed a dozen S-class hunters.
“No, I will secretly follow you and join you. You can’t lose a friend.”
“A friend?”
“Isn’t this enough of a friend?”
“Yes, juniors are friends.”
Yeon Si-mun smiled.
“How is the wound?”
“They say there won’t even be a scar if you stay still for three days.”
“I’m glad.”
Druck!
The door opened suddenly.
A woman with her pink hair in a ponytail walked up to her gun.
“Do Jin-ah! I heard from Master! He said he fought against the New Humanity Society again… ! Huh?”
Then, seeing the half-naked Yeonsi Moon, her mouth gaped open.
“Yeah, senior Yeon Si-moon? Why are you naked? Two, two, two What were you doing right now?!”
Yeon Si-moon looked at Baek Hwa-yeon like a cute puppy.
“What were we doing? Swordhu-nim’s disciple.”
“I’m asking seriously!”
“He tended my wounds. A junior.”
Lee Do-jin stood still, sandwiched between the two.