Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 106

[ 106. Baeksuje (6) ]

#106

“Down!”

A red aura covered Aarondale’s body. Kagagak! Dozens of slashes ran through his entire body. The feeling of cutting frozen meat passed through Ronan’s fingertips.

“It’s filthy hard.”

Ronan frowned at the unfamiliar sensation. It seemed that the hardness increased several times in an instant. The blade, which did not even reach the bone, was only tearing through the muscles.

‘It’s annoying. Is it a body strengthening class?’

Ronan twitched his lips. It was, after all, the most demanding type of ability.

A shield formed by magic could be cut like a sheet of paper, but in the case of strengthening the body itself, there was no choice but to find a strategy. Aarondale, who was gathering strength while being cut, pushed the regime.

“A kid!”

Whoa! A fist reminiscent of a cannon flew into Ronan’s face. The effortless blow far exceeded the speed of sound. Ronan, who had just fired a slash, sighed.

“Fuck…!”

It was too late to avoid it. Ronan laid La Mancha on his back and took a defensive stance. Wow! Ronan’s body, which had been hit directly, flew away as if it had been hit by a buffalo.

“Big!”

Fain! A belated gong sounded. Ronan gritted it. The twin-headed ogre’s fists weren’t as powerful either. He stopped his flying body as he rammed La Mancha into the ground.

“…a fucking wild boar pup.”

It didn’t seem like he bought the position of the Three Giants with money. There was a round crack in the middle of the black blade. If it hit the body, it would undoubtedly have been instant death.

“Cheer.”

Suddenly, a lump of dark red blood came up the esophagus. I defended myself, but it seemed like I had hurt myself a little.

Wow! Ronan spat the blood he was holding into La Mancha. As the cracks were filled, a haze-like anticipation began to rise. Aarondale, who was examining his wounds, muttered in a voice mixed with anger and admiration.

“It is sharp. What is your true identity?”

“What is it? I am a student.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. A student hurt my body wearing an aura?”

“As you can see.”

Ronan frowned at the sight of Aarondale still alive. Blood was seeping through the gaps in his tattered clothes, but most of them were minor injuries.

The only thing that could be called an effective blow was the initial wound inflicted with the sword. A long, deep cut cut across his shoulder blade. White bones were exposed under the cracked skin.

It was the only one fed before the auror manifested. A lowered voice came out of Aarondale’s mouth, which had been drooling.

“Are you thinking of joining Caribolo? I promise to give you the best treatment in my name. You will enjoy wealth that even the emperor will not envy.”

“Suck my dick.”

“Sorry.”

Roaring! A more intense aura wrapped around his body. Even so, the huge body swelled and transformed into a physique close to that of a werewolf. Aarondale growled, looking down at Ronan.

“Then die.”

Ronan twitched his lips. In terms of momentum alone, he was on par with the branch managers of Nebula Klazie. It seemed like it would be a tough fight.

‘Because I’m out of luck.’

Ronan raised himself up using his sword for support. Suaa…a strange breath leaked through his lips. The red energy began to rise again riding La Mancha’s blade.

“Let’s finish quickly.”

“It will be.”

Aarondale took a stance with his legs wide apart. Looking at the form, it was a martial art handed down by the warriors of Balkar.

Ronan frowned. It was a plate that would be unemployed, fucking, and smashing everything. It was the moment when the crouching Aarondale was about to leap towards Ronan.

“I remember you…um?!”

hooked! Suddenly, a terrifying voice rang out. It was the sound of something like a spear piercing the flesh. Both of them froze at the same time. Aarondale slowly turned his head.

“…ah?”

The stinger of a scorpion the size of a stake was deeply embedded in his shoulder blade. It was the spot where he was directly hit by Ronan’s sword technique, the only one not covered by an aura.

Purple venom slithered and was being injected into the wound. Aarondale, who came to his senses belatedly, screamed and shook off the stinger.

“Ha ha ha!”

Aarondale hurriedly pulled away, but a large amount of poison had already penetrated his body. The aura that covered her upper body began to dissipate quickly. Blood poured out of his mouth as if he had been pumped out of a bucket.

“Cuck!”

“Why is this…”

Ronan raised his gaze following the stinger. Its long, thick tail was connected to the inside of the iron grate that had been opened by the collision with Aarondale. The awakened Manticore was glaring at Aarondale.

“Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..”

A low growl echoed. Ronan’s eyes widened. Manticore’s eyes, which should have been yellow in the first place, were dyed a muddy gray.

‘no way.’

Ronan hurriedly turned his head. Athean was lying on his stomach with his hand outstretched, aiming at the Manticore. She opened her mouth, her eyes fixed on the Manticore.

“…Ronan.”

“Adeshan.”

Goosebumps ran up the spine. Adeshan was clearly controlling the Manticore. My eyelids were still closing, as if the effects of the sleeping gas were still there.

“……hurry.”

A few seconds later, her head dropped. At the same time, Manticore lay flat. The snoring sound rang out again.

“Big, big, big!”

It seemed that he had woken up with the mana of the shadows. Ronan, who was looking at the fallen Adeshan, laughed. Even if it was only for an instant, it was a speed of development that made no sense to control the Manticore. At that moment, Aarondale, who was moaning in pain, lunged at Ronan.

“Aagh! Wow!”

I couldn’t find the composure from before on the face of Aarondale, who rushed recklessly. He must have been feeling hellish pain. It was tolerable that he did not die even after being injected with that much Manticore’s poison.

His body, which had been attacked by an unexpected surprise, had turned into a terrifying figure. The spot where the sting had been hit was swollen. The blood vessels throughout the body were bulging and bulging, as if they would tear through the skin.

An aura overflowing uncontrollably covered his entire body. Ronan noticed that he was attacking, consuming what was left of his life force. Ronan fired his sword as if to intercept.

“A living corpse!”

Quaang! A huge sword strikes Aarondale’s body directly. Ronan, who jumped out at the same time, fired dozens of sword strikes again. However, Aarondale’s aura-enhanced body deflected most of the attacks.

“This can’t be like this…!”

Aarondale was running around like a mad monkey, punching everywhere. Quaang! Aarondale took a short leap and hit the floor. Dust from the explosion shot up to the ceiling.

“Damn everything dying.”

Ronan spat out a curse. If left unattended, it would die on its own, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t continue to rampage.

had to kill However, there was no way to cut through the aura-enhanced body. For a moment, a flash of light flashed in Ronan’s head.

‘If it’s that skill.’

I don’t know if it will work, but I had no choice but to try. Ronan switched his power source to a core made of Vajra. La Mancha’s sword body, which had been red, began to glow white.

“Whoah!”

Suddenly, Aarondale leaped vertically. Kwajik! The red-hot body tore through the ceiling and flew away. Starlight poured through the gaping hole. Before long, the signs of Aarondale, who had been distant, began to quickly approach.

‘Opportunity is once.’

I could feel my second heart beating fast. Ronan bent down and took a stance on his feet. At the same time, a golden afterimage wrapped around Ronan’s right arm. The weakly gleaming afterimage took the same shape as the paws of a beast that looked just like Baren’s.

“Geuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”

Ronan gritted his teeth at the sensation far beyond his expectations. A strength he had never experienced before was swollen and swirling in his right arm. Ronan muttered in amazement.

“You’re really amazing…Varen.”

“Aagh! die!!”

Just then, a loud voice rang out from the sky. Aarondale, wrapped in aura, was falling on top of Ronan’s head with both fists in front. It was like seeing a meteor followed by a red tail.

“come.”

I couldn’t avoid it. I had no intention of avoiding it. It was the moment when the distance from Aarondale narrowed to about one step. Ronan’s arm disappeared from sight. The sword strike, like a flash war, penetrated deep into Aarondale’s face. The sword wielded with monstrous power continued to advance without stopping, drawing a graceful semicircle. Aarondale’s eyes widened.

“Heh uh uh…!”

“A death worthy of a poacher, isn’t it?”

Ronan smiled. squeak. A white line was drawn across Aarondale’s body. The straight line from the top of the head to the groin gradually began to widen.

It was just as he was about to collide with Ronan. Chow ah! The body was cut in half lengthwise, blood and intestines pouring out. bang! bang! The elongated halves landed at both Ronan’s feet and ricocheted off.

“omg…! Heh heh heh…!”

Ronan let out the breath he had been holding in. The golden aura that wrapped around his arm disappeared, and a sharp pain came. It was a reward for exerting too much force. Taking a deep breath, he murmured softly.

“…succeded.”

It was weak, but success was success nonetheless. What had just wrapped around his arm was unmistakably Varen’s aura. Sudden fatigue was coming from the completely empty core.

Ronan switched power sources again. Realizing Adeshan’s presence belatedly, he turned around.

“Damn old man.”

She was lying on her stomach, covered in Aarondale’s blood. Ronan stumbled over and picked her up. Fortunately, he was soundly asleep and appeared to be uninjured.

“…I owe you.”

If it hadn’t been for the Manticore’s surprise, things would have gone wrong. Of course, the chances of losing were much greater, and even if they did win, it would have been settled only after the tent was destroyed.

Ronan smiled softly and wiped the blood from Adeshan’s cheek. The reason why I came here suddenly flashed through my mind.

‘…the doppelganger?’

Ronan hurriedly looked around. His doppelganger, still lying in the same spot, caught his eye. Ronan, who gently laid Adeshan down, approached the doppelganger in the form of Varen.

“Yama wake up.”

-Keuh…keuh…

Ronan held the knife at the doppelganger’s neck with his left hand and slapped him on the ear with his right hand. The moaning doppelganger opened his eyes. Encountering Ronan, he struggled with his mane bristling.

– Huh! Ronan?!

“It really looks like Baren. Let’s not play tricks and go together.”

Ronan pushed La Mancha deep. Before long, the doppelganger’s body started bubbling like a bubble. A shadow fell on Ronan’s face at the sight of the doppelganger that had turned into himself again.

‘As expected…that’s me at that time.’

The doppelganger was a perfect resemblance to his previous self. To be precise, it was his appearance on the final battlefield where he captured Ahayute. Ronan’s gaze turned to the shadows clinging to his body.

‘Are these curses?’

It was the same form as the curse seen in the mental world. The curses that took the form of shadows were steadily gnawing away at the doppelganger’s body. At that time, the doppelganger who had been staring at Ronan quietly opened his mouth.

– I couldn’t keep anything.

“…I know.”

Ronan smiled bitterly. It seemed like he knew why Ahayute didn’t come out. What he truly hated was himself for failing to protect anything. Wasting time and talent with pathetic things.

The doppelganger didn’t try to run away anymore, as if his energy was exhausted. Ronan, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth.

“So you are working hard.”

“W Is anyone here?!”

Then a familiar voice rang out. thud! A huge shadow landed through a hole in the ceiling. It was Varen Panassir who had heard the commotion. The note from Ronan was clutched in his left hand.

“A poacher, what the hell is this… Huh!”

Baren, who witnessed the devastation, froze as it was. Blood and guts were strewn everywhere. A half-cut corpse was lying at his feet.

“What the hell is going on…!”

It was a scene reminiscent of hell. In the meantime, the animals to go to Baeksu Festival were soundly asleep.

It was in the middle of Varen looking around. I saw a familiar boy sitting on one knee in the middle of hell. The problem was that a young man with the same face was lying under him. Baren asked in a puzzled voice.

“Ro Ronan? The other one is…”

“It’s a little late, Baren.”

Ronan, who had been holding down his doppelganger, turned his head. The corners of his mouth smirked.

“Can we celebrate now?”