66. Bloodshed (1)
The Bimuje was originally bloody.
Originally, the significance of the non-military system was to experience combat close to actual combat, so it was natural.
On the contrary, it was an exceptional case that Lee Do-jin or Choi Bit-na made a decision without shedding a single drop of blood.
Most of the fights ended only after one side suffered a major or minor injury and red blood.
Lee Do-jin was checking it with his own two eyes.
Jiah Ryu, with her eyes closed, was loftily teasing her feet. And around it.
Blood was splattered.
“Continued.”
Jia Ryu’s sweet voice echoed unarmed.
“Are you going to do it?”
The words were directed to the man in front of Ryu Ji-ah herself.
Her man’s condition was not good. The black suit had long since become rags. Deep scars on her thighs and forearms.
As her man moved, blood dripped from the scars.
The brown-haired man grinned.
It was a cadet named Kim Je-hun from the 3rd combat class.
“Blind swordsman of Class 1. As rumored, he’s very strong. That’s true, but he could get beaten badly while looking at his hand like that.”
Kim Je-hoon had a small shield in his left hand. He was holding a sword in his right hand. He was one of those fighters trying to balance offense and defense.
Jia Liu stretched out her arm holding her sword. Unusual momentum rose from Jiah Ryu’s body.
“If you ignore the gap and run at it like that, you’ll really hit it again.”
“Surrender at least when they look after you. Is this?”
Kim Je-hoon said with a smile.
Jia Liu nodded slowly as if he didn’t understand why he was laughing so hard.
“Yes.”
Kim Je-hun burst into laughter at the firm answer without even a hint of laughter.
“Anyway, you have to know that the guys in Class 1 have a lot of self-esteem. Huh?”
Kim Je-hun raised his shield to the front and took his steps quickly.
Kim Je-hoon’s sword did not have martial arts as its basis. What he had as his basis seemed to be imperial swordsmanship.
As martial arts books are found in dungeons, swordsmanship books are also found in dungeons. Estimating the frequency, it was the imperial swordsmanship that was learned more often than martial arts.
In terms of access, the barrier to entry was lower for imperial swordsmanship and aura simbeop than for martial arts. Short-term achievement was faster with imperial swordsmanship.
But the deeper they dug, the higher the ceiling became. So, recently, there have been many hunters and aspirants who want to make martial arts their main skill in order to be treated better if they are awakened in close-range combat.
However, more than half of those who tried martial arts felt the limits of their talents and turned their attention to swordsmanship and aura skills.
From the point of view of an Awakener who values the balance between attack and defense, it could be said that it was a rather appropriate choice because of the high level of perfection of the imperial weapon technology. Kim Je-hoon looked like that type.
Jehun Kim pushed his shield forward and moved forward once more.
Towards Jia Liu, who was still staring at herself in front of his eyes.
“Don’t dodge this time. I want you to fight head-on.”
Kim Je-hoon deliberately used the tone as if to provoke Ryu Ji-ah.
The characteristics of Ji-ah Ryu’s swordsmanship, the ‘Umyeong Seomjin Ryu’, were the quick sword and the changed sword. After disturbing her opponents like her snake, she slays them with a quicksword.
Kim Je-hoon was at the level of reading Ji-ah Ryu’s sword path.
But just because he can read it doesn’t mean he can get away with it.
That’s why blood was flowing from his thighs and forearms.
Jia Ryu raised her sword.
“Do you think I can block it if I go head-on?”
Kim Je-hoon silently lifted the shield and attached it to his body. And he ran He was drawn in concentric circles with an aura starting at the center of the shield.
Hikar Shield Technique 4
A shield stretched forward. The aura swirled like a storm in a circle.
It was the moment when the shield became a spear.
The atmosphere was swept up in a whirlpool. This was a skill that could be called Kim Je-hun’s secret skill. I was confident that this technique was not inferior to the skills of the first class students.
A shield that became a sharp spear.
And next to it was a sword that literally spread frightening anticipation.
The two attacks were directed at Jia Liu at the same time.
Kim Je-hoon’s suit was shaken by the wind pressure of his shield technique. His head was pulled back as far as it could go.
A sense of intimidation.
I felt that everyone watching Kim Je-hun’s attack was overbearing. In the meantime, to the point of forgetting that Jia Liu had the upper hand on her.
Jia Ryu stood still.
A raging wind.
But I didn’t feel anything.
This level of intimidation was a feeling of intimidation that I kept feeling while sparring with Lee Do-jin countless times.
“It’s the front.”
Jia Ryu’s words rang in Kim Je-hun’s ears.
No, I heard it in the ears of all the audience. The silence was engulfing the stage. This is because it was seen as a touch-and-go situation.
Actually, Jia Ryu thought otherwise.
Jia Ryu’s sword was wrapped in a scabbard. Puts out her right foot She did and she drew her sword.
Foot art.
The blue swordsmanship drew concentric circles. It was a sword that he had trained hundreds of times after watching the new moon that Lee Do-jin had shown several times. She longs to reach even the tip of the moon.
The sword accelerated from the scabbard cut through the atmosphere in an instant.
So fast you can’t even recognize it.
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The storm distorted the shield. It was crushed in an instant to such an extent that even its existence was lost.
Suddenly!
A blue line was also drawn on the shield. And just like that, the shield was cut in half.
“Crazy…!”
Naked astonishment came out of Kim Je-hun’s mouth. Because it wasn’t just a shield.
It was a magical shield made using the special magical mineral ‘Ermeta’.
This is the finest shield I received as a gift from my parents the day I passed the academy. That shield was cut in half.
Quad Deuk!
Kim Je-hun felt a burning pain in his chest and heard the sound of something breaking from the sword in his right hand.
The blade of the sword was completely shattered. In order to use it again, he would have to pay a large sum of money to a skilled blacksmith.
“Aww!”
After the astonishment, a clear pain pressed down on his brain. His chest was marked with scars from the blow that tore his suit and reached his flesh.
Kim Je-hun could not bear the pain and was sprawled on his floor.
The decision was made from the mouth of the judges.
“Cadet Jia Ryu, win.”
Ryu Ji-ah, who completely crushed Kim Je-hoon’s special move from the front, walked down unarmed lightly with her eyes still closed.
Jia Ryu’s sword, which made the opponent’s shield and sword useless, remained clearly in the memory of everyone in the audience.
Jia Ryu, who was heading to the waiting room, stopped abruptly. She had a presence too strong to ignore, staring at her.
Equivalent to the Ten Zones in the audience. No, she saw a man staring at her with a slightly brighter light.
It was Lee Do-jin.
Jia Ryu, smiling faintly, entered the waiting room slowly.
***
Lee Do-jin passed her Liu Jia and headed for her C unarmed. And she saw her familiar face again.
It was Cha Da-hye, one of Athena High School’s ties, and the current academy’s combat class 2.
The man standing in front of Cha Da-hye was a familiar face she had seen several times.
Jung Ji-woo from class 1 like Lee Do-jin.
He’s a strange guy who often raises the corner of his mouth when he sees Dojin Lee.
If Kang Chan-hyung openly expressed his sympathy. Jeong Ji-woo was a little ambiguous. Every time he saw Lee Do-jin, he laughed and didn’t rush. He’s an obnoxious guy for some reason.
Of course, if I had met Dojin Lee during the mock dungeon exam, there was a high probability that he would have rushed at me at that time.
Jung Ji-woo looked at Lee Do-jin and opened her eyes wide.
And he grinned again. Then he looked at Cha Da-hye in front of him.
“I tried to win moderately, but it won’t work. The freshman representative is watching. I’m sorry. I don’t know who it is.”
“What?”
Dahye Cha wrinkled her pretty face. When someone she sees for the first time makes a strange noise, she can’t help but feel absurd from Cha Da-hye’s point of view.
“I thought it was time to show it. My presence. My idol.”
Jung Ji-woo kept talking about things that Cha Da-hye could not understand. Cha Da-hye stared at Lee Do-jin, who had been glancing at Jung Ji-woo from earlier.
‘Lee Do-jin.’
The guy named Jeong Ji-woo right in front of him seems to respect Lee Do-jin quite a bit.
‘… Presence?’
Dahye Cha bit her lip without realizing it. Presence. The words made my teeth clench.
While Lee Do-jin’s presence soars endlessly in the Korean hunter world, Cha Da-hye herself must be gradually forgotten in Lee Do-jin’s head.
Cha Da-hye squeezed the spear in her hand.
‘Presence.’
If you beat the guy right in front of you while Lee Do-jin is watching. Still, it won’t disappear so easily from his memory.
Cha Da-hye and Jung Ji-woo faced each other. The fighting of each other filled the unarmed.
Actually, Lee Do-jin did not think of anything special when he saw the two, but the two aimed their weapons at each other to prove their existence to Lee Do-jin.
“Begin the dance.”
The referee’s words rang out.
Kwaaang!
The two soldiers stepped on unarmed at the same time and charged at each other.