184 Episode 59. The Victory Point (7) of the Swordsman

Whick!

Flip...!

Linfa's Supreme Sword gently cleaved the air, fluttering like a wave. The black pillars seemed to move as the spirit surrounded the great sword.

Left, right, down, up. Every time the Black Great Sword moved, the particles of Young-ki flew.

Although the dignity of the man who achieved the feat is permeated, it is no different from ordinary sword dance at first glance. But I could tell by a little attention.

That there is not one but two great swords that are dividing the air.

Even Jean did not recognize it immediately because she was covered by pouring black particles, and because she had never seen such a scene before.

'Every time Linda swings a sword, the same blade is sticking out from the other side of the trajectory as if it were reflected in the mirror...….’

Swinging to the left resulted in a great sword consisting of spirit from the right, and the same thing happened even when swinging to the right. The same goes for the bottom, top, and diagonal lines.

The opposite direction of the trajectory drawn by the Great Sword was always the same. A great sword, consisting of spirit, just like Linfa's. The two swords continue to mesh as if they were covered in a bookcase.

'Is this really a double-edged sword? Until yesterday, you only showed me wielding a deadly sword.’

Black fog was running high.

Sweatdrops formed on Linfa's forehead, and the Great Sword left an increasing number of tracks, and Qin watched the figure in his soul.

I've never thought about being able to cut left and right at the same time with a sword. What Linfa shows is something that can only be done for twin prosecutors.

Boom...!

Linfa, who had finished her sword, hung the sword on the floor. As Garmund and Boras clapped their hands, Jindo imitated them and praised them with eyes.

It was well worth it.

"What do you think?"

"That was great, you haven't shown it properly before."

Did you want me to pay attention first?

I almost added the words, but luckily I was able to cover them.

"He, the golden saying......are you all right? The Linfa Brothers."

Garmund and Boras seemed to find it hard to believe that Linfa had broken the golden rule.

"It's all right, brothers. So don't make a fuss.”

"I must inform the other brothers!”

"That's right, so that the Linfa brothers and the other brothers can talk before the victor leaves. I couldn't say a word when there was a theme.…!”

The two kings rushed out of the training ground. Being left alone with Linfa on the ice, Jean had no choice but to smile awkwardly for a while.

"Scissors."

"Yes?"

"It's the name of the double-edged sword you saw, the victor."

"That's a lovely name. The blade of a spirit-spinning blade fits like a pair of scissors.

"Can you follow me?"

"It's not that simple to follow, is it? It's still the kendo problem.”

Jean pointed to the waist-deep sword.

Still, the elixir was sucking up the spirit of the gin.

"Empty-sword is like a sheath of a sheath. "As in the case of a search, draw your spirit out of a zero-absorbing sword."

"Yes, that's something I've been aware of lately. It's not just an inspiration, it's a clean-up sword.”

Jean shrugged her shoulders.

"By the way, why were you training golden words?”

"Nobody listened.”

"What?"

"I thought that I shouldn't challenge the gods was a punishment for myself for not stopping my brothers. It was more like punishment than discipline."

Linfa seemed to think that it was his responsibility for the Ming dynasty's downfall. Jean was vaguely feeling the heart, but didn't bother to say, 'It's not your responsibility.'

That wouldn't be what Linfa wanted.

"Thanks to you, the sentence is over. as easily as in vain As for me, I've been able to speak for the first time in twenty years, so let me give you all the details I know in detail."

As soon as Linfa was about to explain the second type of the sword, Garmund and Boras returned. Dozens of Ming royal families were with Linfa when they heard that the golden words of Linfa were over.

"I can only let you know tomorrow, Jean Looncandel."

"The Linfa Brothers!"

"Brothers of the Battle King! You've finally finished your forbidden word!"

The Ming Dynasty began to celebrate and ask all kinds of questions about Linfa.

Some of them asked Jean about the whole story, but she just turned around. It was because all the other Pluto did not seem to know why Linfa was speaking in a forbidden way.

'I thought he was just unique and a little crazy, but he was the most delicate and tender of the Ming dynasty.’

Boras grabbed him as Jean tried to sneak out of the training ground to make room for him.

"Your second achievement will be mine."

"I haven't done anything yet.”

"I let the Linpa brothers talk. Haha, the first time you taste this air is me."

Then I saw Boras swallowing the air with his mouth open, and I laughed in vainly. It was as if I saw a dog running around to eat the falling snow.

It was an unknowable race. I wonder if they are the group of mortal men who challenged the gods for the first time half a million years ago.

* * *

Linfa has been a person with a talent for explanation to the point where she feels sorry for her taboo words.

Thanks to this, Jin is able to overcome the zero-absorbing sword and perform the second type of the double-edged sword. She could learn the forbidden word less than two weeks later.

Of course, it's only the method, not the mastery. However, skill was only a matter of time, as repetitive training was simply a matter of time.

By the beginning of mid-February, 1797, half of the people who committed suicide visited the training center and recovered the zero-absorbing test. I've decided that this is enough.

"You're doing great.”

Only to say so, but half were gradually erasing the shadow of Themeer from Jean. Jin did not know the fact, so he could not gauge how much praise the class had expressed as "good."

The tantel who followed the class returned Bradamante.

"You're not supposed to use this because it's my spirit.”

"I have to write from today. I told you that once you've finished training the fighting brothers, the battle will begin.”

For Jean, it felt as if something had arrived.

'From the day I first came to La Prarosa, I wanted to play with the Ming.’

The fighting spirit and the fighting spirit were areas that Jin could not dare to cross at this time. I could tell that much without having to face the knife directly.

'Two kings have at least nine stars in human standards. Maybe it's a ten-star level.'

The level of ignorance of the half-jumped was immeasurable. There's only a feeling that it's similar to a theme, or a theory.

'I don't know how much the average warrior is.'

The average of the Baengnang or Red Lake will certainly be above.

"The brothers will pick your first match by the afternoon. Honestly, I think it's still a long time early...….”

"You say I'm bound to lose.”

The tantel nodded.

"Exactly. A 17-year-old man fighting a Ming royal warrior is unthinkable in our time. And the Il-two brothers don't like you."

"Why?"

"Khaha, isn't it obvious that you've been so cocky on your first day at the main hall of the Tussin War? The brothers of Sattu, Otu and Paltu were generous."

Soon, Tantel wiped off his laughter and made eye contact with Jean.

"Instead, if you show a good side of yourself, it could serve as an opportunity for the brothers who hate you, including the brothers of the King of Japan, to change their perspectives at once. I'll cheer for you, wish you luck. You've done my advice, haven't you?"

Advice to look at the Ming sword once. I didn't see it for myself, but my memory was full.

Garmund shook his head as Van and Tantel left the training ground.

"Well, you're strong enough. No, it's incredible. I can't believe it's a human boy. So don't be discouraged, it's okay."

"Tantel said as if I were going to lose, and Garmund said as if I had already lost. And I've never been discouraged."

Boras and Linfa avoided Jean's gaze as if they had the same idea.

"Huh, I'm worried. Jin seems to be the kind of person whose soul gets hurt once a big failure."

"I think so, too. Those who have always been successful tend to do so."

The faces of the Tuwangs were filled with anxiety.

"But Jean, you also have to learn how to overcome failure."

"Agreed. Defeat is also the driving force behind the warrior's growth. Hehe, Themeer had never been defeated outside before, but he had been beaten in a row by Laparosa.”

It was an interesting story.

"Garmund, in your opinion, how much of the theme was in the first fight at La Prarosa?”

"He was stronger than you are now. One or two steps?"

"I see. One or two steps."

"But for a while I didn't win the regular warrior."

"You know why the three of us are so worried, right? Temer's been completely out of his diet for a while after his first fight with my brother. I thought you and Themeer would look alike in that way.”

Garmund, Boras and Linfa were completely mistaken.

'It's not a big deal to lose once, but you have a lot of worries. When I was training with Alisa, I experienced more than a hundred defeats.’

Unlike Temer, who had never lost before coming to La Prarosa, Jean was more familiar with defeat and failure than anyone else.

And finally winning the victory.

* * *

The general warrior named by King Iltu was Shaku.

He was a warrior who used a long sword, and was called the Shaku of the Wall before the Ming Dynasty stopped time.

All 77 members of the Ming Dynasty visited the training ground to watch the two men's trials.

The atmosphere of the other Ming royalty was no different from Garmunde, Boras and Linfa. Most people are betting on how many times Shaku will finish the camp.

The Ming Dynasty, over 30, chose the "inner of ten" numbers, and the rest of them are expected to be less than that.

All I had in mind was half of the jump and Jean.

"Are you ready, victor?"

said Shaku, shining his heart. Sreung, the light was reflected on the lightly pulled sword.

"I hope you'll drive me to death.”

"What?"

"It's just a sparrow, and if you think you're never going to die, you become dull."

"By the way, I must admit to having the guts. But go too far. Few things are worse off than a human being who lacks humility in the world."

Jean smiled softly.

"You're about to admit something else."

A glowing triangle stood on the chest of Qin. A figure almost similar to the real Ming royal heart shining from Shaku's chest.

When Orr, which had spread through the triangle, colored Bradamante, the eyes of Shaku grew alive. It was a living that resulted from instinctive rejection of the fact that humans used the Ming sword.

"The Ming sword..."?! Did the Tuwang brothers tell you?"

"No need to know that. Nice, your sword."

It was Jean who spread his vanguard.