Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 181

Chapter 181, Chapter

59. Legend of the Spirited Sword (4)

Shaak Shaak Shaak…!

I swung my sword ten thousand times in exactly five hours. The beginning and the end of the 10,000 seed cuts were perfectly the same, and Garmund couldn’t close his gaping mouth for a while.

“Whoa, I’m done.”

Jin said, wiping the sweat from his bangs.

Tantel, who said he would return first, stood there and watched the seed cutting, and when he swung it 3,000 times, the people of the Myungwang family, who were in a fuss at the gate of the god of war yesterday, came and started watching.

After 5,000 times, Garmund’s face became contemplative, and after 7,000 times, cold sweat broke out.

When the ten thousand times were finally over, Garmund had no choice but to admit that he had been underestimating Jin.

It was really embarrassing for him.

‘I hope you can do that. In this case… I’ve never thought about it. What should I do?’

Wow!

Whether they knew Garmund’s feelings or not, the Myeongwang family gathered nearby were shouting. Most ordinary warriors had a different position from the great kings of the Battle God.

They were hoping that the successor who had appeared a thousand years after Temar would somehow succeed. Even so, they want to confirm that their stopped time is not very meaningless.

“Garmund, why didn’t you say anything?”

As Jin smiled, Garmund coughed. Hmmm Hmmm! While the other siblings were so happy, he was embarrassed by himself for wanting to fail alone.

“Excellent… that’s great. I never thought I would be able to do this well.”

“No, I don’t need to hear such lukewarm compliments.”

“joy! Then what do you want me to say?”

“Please admit that I am ready to be taught by you. directly.”

It’s not that Jin provoked Garmund without thinking.

All the ordinary warriors who stood by and watched were Jin’s ‘believing corner’. Jin felt that Garmund was watching them from a while ago.

Garmund is a person with an exceptionally close brotherhood among the Myungwang family. And now, if he doesn’t acknowledge Jin, his onlookers will feel a great disappointment.

“Sheesh! Admit it, Gene Runcandel. You are a human who is ready to receive the vision of the Spirited Sword from Garmund, the great Myungwang family.”

“Oh oh! It’s cool, the eight-fight brothers!”

“Brother Garmund, King of Arms! Brother Garmund!”

When ordinary warriors chanted Garmund’s name with one mouthful, Garmund’s face blushed in embarrassment. The heart also seemed to shine a little more, it seemed to be related to emotions.

“Come on, everyone, leave now. I need to start training in earnest.”

The departing Myungwang family raised their thumbs up or shouted cheers. Jin also waved his hand toward them as a sign of gratitude.

Again, only Jin and Garmund were left at the training ground.

“How old are you, successor?”

“sixteen. Now, after December, I will be seventeen.”

Garmund’s eyes widened.

If you were sixteen, there wouldn’t be many people in the Myungwang family who could do the same as Jin. Jin has already entered the realm of the mind sword.

‘Now I’m interested too.’

Sreung!

Garmund gently drew his sword.

“Is it Dalian this time?”

“Khehehe, you rate yourself very highly. Sparring is possible whenever the situation is right to a certain extent.”

Jin was completely unable to measure the merits of the fighting gods and fighting kings.

“How big is the gap between you and me?”

“You can’t even make my sword move.”

As soon as he said that, Jin stabbed the spirit-sucking sword into Garmund’s neck.

visor!

Sparks flew from Garmund’s eyes as he leisurely raised his sword.

“What are you doing?”

“They said that the sword could not be moved, so I tested to see if that was possible. But no. Didn’t you just pick up your sword?”

Garmund’s expression crumpled. It was a series of puzzles and puzzles. ‘I

was

thinking of telling him to hit my sword once if he can’t answer…’

When Garmund said ‘You can’t even make my sword move’, it was about power. There will be no transcendent warrior who doesn’t even need to move his sword to block Jin’s attack.

“…I didn’t mean that, I just meant that no matter how hard you hit me, my sword wouldn’t budge.”

“Ah, did you mean that? Somehow, something was strange. I couldn’t fathom Garmund’s deep intentions.”

Of course, Jin knew what Garmund meant by that.

I just wanted to embarrass him. It’s a situation where there’s nothing bad about leaving a strong impression.

‘Above all, he’s a man who has a taste for teasing a little.’

Jin didn’t hate people like Garmund.

“Hmm, try again. Don’t aim for me, aim for my sword.”

“All right.”

He took a step forward and swung the spirit breath sword.

Jjoong!

‘oh…!’

This time, Jin couldn’t help but admire it sincerely.

‘Looks like you hit the wall, not the sword! I don’t think it’s simply because of his tremendous strength.’

It did not carry an aura, but it was a blow that was delivered with great force. However, Garmund’s sword remained stretched along his hand without even a slight movement.

Naturally, Garmund’s posture was not disturbed at all. Jin, on the other hand, was knocked over by the recoil and lost his balance for a moment.

Whoops!

Garmund snorted as if he knew that.

“Didn’t I tell you that you can’t move my sword yet?”

“I will try again.”

“Try as much as you like.”

Jin, who stepped back, took a breath.

Then I closed my eyes for a moment and focused my mind. The blue aura that sprouted from his grip tightly wrapped around the spirit-sucking sword.

suck!

This time, it was a swordsman with sincerity.

It was also a blow that could not be used in practice. What kind of enemy would wait for you to close your eyes and concentrate your mind?

Whoa!

As soon as the swords collided with each other, there was a loud roar.

However, Garmund’s sword did not shake, and Jin bounced off about half a pace and rolled on the floor. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Kuh…!”

Originally, Garmund was meant to laugh as much as he could. Jin wouldn’t be able to shake his sword, and it was certain that he would bounce off in such a shabby shape.

‘But… the sword almost broke.’

in a thousand years.

Garmund felt the sensation that his grip would be torn. The pain that heated up my palms made me smile.

A blow close to 8 stars by human standards.

Jin is still a 7-star, but thanks to Runkandel’s unique strength and the achievements he gained while crossing the Great Desert, he was able to exert such power even for a moment.

‘That said, I can’t say that Garmund, the King of Arms, is already pretty!’

Now, it’s only been a day since I arrived at Lapla Rosa.

You don’t know how far this cheeky human can climb if you care for it already. It was necessary to show an example.

“Complete a blow strong enough to move my sword.”

“Aren’t you going to tell me how?”

“Hasn’t the three mirages already told you that? It is faith.”

“trust?”

For the spirit sword, ‘belief’ was more important than anything else. The key is to sublimate the belief that there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut.

Although it is in line with the mind sword used by general warriors, the peculiarity of the spirit sword was in its ‘scalability’.

Spirit swords do not exist only to effectively cut targets.

“Yes, one week. Smash my sword several times a week. Use so much evil that your grip will tear and your teeth will break. It means you need to understand the basics of the spirit sword.”

Jin’s eyes narrowed.

‘It’s a week. This time, he must have deliberately set a tight deadline. If you finish this in time, I think you’ll definitely be liked. Surely they wouldn’t say nonsense even then?’

On the other hand, Garmund was thinking like this.

‘Was the week a bit harsh? It’s true that you guys are great, but I can’t help it this time. Stand up over the setbacks again and again, the second successor. Then I and my brothers will gradually acknowledge you.’

* * *

Really, that’s all there is to it, successor!

When faith is shaken, the sword loses its power. still don’t know that?

But are you really a solderlet contractor?

Hey, what kind of eyes are those? I must have been less determined.

Temar did this in two days. Had he known that fact, he wouldn’t have been able to reveal your name so confidently in the Battle of Gods… In this way,

Garmund really prepared many tips.

He made a plan to make Jin despair by accepting Jin’s sword strikes thousands of times a day.

…But it was only after three days had passed that four months had passed.

Pachang!

The 27,560th sword strike broke Garmund’s sword, and he had no choice but to withdraw his outstretched hand holding the sword.

The prepared tips did nothing to stimulate Jin except that ‘Temar did this in two days’.

Every time he fired about 27,000 sword strikes, Jin looked happy, and it was Garmund who burned his insides.

“It took a day longer than Temar.”

Jin said while picking up a fragment of Garmund’s sword.

For the first time, a shadow appeared on her happy face. It was because he was dissatisfied with the fact that he was one day later than his predecessor.

‘Damn, if I had paid more attention, I could have broken it yesterday.’

Haa, watching Jin sigh, Garmund only stared at his big eyes for a while. I expected a month, not a week, but to think it would be finished in only three days…

Of course, it was too late compared to Temar.

‘But considering the success and age with the unfavorable conditions of the spirit-sucking sword… a day’s difference is nothing. Rather, it should be seen as a greater achievement.’

Jin came to this land as an already completed warrior. Perhaps there wasn’t much that the Myungwang family had to teach him.

Garmund couldn’t help but think that way.

Fang Fang!

Garmund patted Jin on the shoulder and said this to Jin with a chuckle.

“The second successor, Gene Runcandel. To be honest, I didn’t like it at first, but in the end, you moved me.”

“Are you acknowledging me now?”

“I am. However, the other Tuwang brothers will soon open their hearts to you. They will have no choice but to feel the soul of a pure and strong warrior.”

Jin smiled awkwardly at Garmund’s sudden change of attitude.

“And I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Please?”

“Can I be the first to taste your achievements?”

“Tasting… what is that?”

“Answer me.”

Looking at those serious and bright eyes, I couldn’t bear to refuse.

“I don’t know what it is, but do it.”

Garmund gently pulled the sword fragment out of Jin’s grip.

Then he chewed on the fragments, swallowed them, and pounded his chest with great satisfaction.

“The taste suits Lapra Rosa very well. Starting tomorrow, Brother Otouwang will also come to the training ground.”