The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 486

Chapter 486

“Yaaaaaa!”

Crane let out a scream, not a spirit, and threw down his sword. The fierce swordsmanship, which seemed to be wrapped in flesh, bent like a whip and struck Geron’s whole body.

“Keugh…”

Jeron couldn’t handle the sword force of the crane extending from the front, and the hand holding her sword trembled.

‘Gap!’

Crane didn’t miss the moment when Geron’s arm was shaking. He pushed the ground and thrust the sword into his arm.

Kyaaaaang!

The overlapping shocks exploded and Xeron missed the sword as blood splattered from his grip.

Chee-ying!

Crane aimed the sword at Jeron’s neck, blocking the path so that he could not grab the sword again.

“I lost.”

Geron hung his head and admitted his own defeat.

“victor! Sieghart’s crane!”

The referee raised his hand and declared Crane victorious.

“next!”

Crane let out a heavy breath and snapped his finger at the waiting list in the VIP section.

“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“As expected, Sieghart! It’s cool!”

“It hasn’t been long since I exceeded the terms and conditions, but such a spirit! Are all Sieghart like that?”

“What a madman. It’s not like they call the gwangpungdae gwanggyeon brigade for nothing!”

The spectators cheered as if they liked Crane’s bold spirit and clamored for the next fight to begin.

Fighting!

Unlike his first opponent, Jeron, a warrior with a long body like a praying mantis came up to the arena. He raised his head proudly after taking a fight with a long spear.

“I’m Logian from the Sekrine family!”

“Sieghard’s Crane!”

“Choose your breath.”

“No need.”

Crane said he didn’t need a break and looked at the referee.

“hmm….”

The referee, who received attention, came up to the arena and looked at the two in turn.

“Are you both ready?”

“I am ready.”

“…”

Logian calmly answered the referee’s question, and Crane only nodded.

“Then let’s start the second duel!”

As soon as he announced the start of the duel, Crane lunged right at Logian.

“Huh!”

Logian took a step back and threw a spear forward. The blue oleander-infused spear blade advanced fiercely.

Whoa!

An exquisite move using the window distance. It was a fierce attack that would have forced a normal prosecutor to step back, but it didn’t work for Crane, who had something even scarier than that.

“Keugh!”

Crane did not back down even though the spear blade tore his shoulder and dug into Logian’s space.

“Um…”

Logian widened his eyes as if he hadn’t expected the crane to enter while being hit by a spear. He stepped on his footsteps and moved to the right as if sliding.

“Where!”

As if not wanting to miss the momentum once captured, the crane surged forward like a flash attack and struck down Logian’s waist with a sword strike.

Whoa!

Logian hurriedly swung the spear and tried to prepare for defense, but Crane’s sword strike had already reached a perfect pitch.

Aww!

Logian’s spearhead was broken, and he fell from the arena and rolled on the floor.

“Hoo-wook…”

Crane lifted his chin, wiping his blood-soaked shoulder.

“next!”

For an instant, silence fell throughout the arena. Raon and Gwangpungdae were the only ones who did not move as if it was natural.

“I will take on the challenge this time.”

The knight who was sitting in the VIP seat on the right came up to the arena. He was a master who could feel the heavy energy like the armor he was wearing.

“I am Hopen from the Holy Kingdom of Supern.”

He was a soldier from the Holy Kingdom of Spern who had come to Sieghart’s lodgings and applied for sparring.

“Sieghardt’s Crane.”

Crane tapped the wound on his shoulder to show it was fine.

The referee immediately started the duel after seeing the two fighters’ ready signs.

“Huh!”

Crane held his breath and stepped on his steps. Hopen’s level is different from the opponents so far. To win he had to put all his energy into it from the start.

Tuong!

He draws down his sword while stimulating the muscles of his whole body. The aura that explodes with the body has become faster and sharper. The sword blade, sharpened like an awl, bent toward Hopen’s armor.

“It’s crazy.”

A light resembling dawn fog blooms from the blade of the sword that Hopen held with both hands. It was the holy power of the Paladins of Supern.

Kwagwagwang!

The sword of aura and the sword of divine power collided, and his brain energy resounded one after another as if it were crying.

It was Crane who continued the offensive, but Hopen did not move on the spot with his holy power wrapped around him like a shield.

“shit!”

Crane looked into Hopen’s plain eyes and bit his lip.

‘If I lose like this, the devil won’t stand still!’

If you lose without breaking Hopen’s holy power shield, concentration training will be waiting for you. He had to break that shield somehow.

‘We have to win here.’

After firing the sword in succession, the sword was thrown back. It was time to condense the sword and try to use the season to pierce the shield of divine power.

Whoa!

Hopen, who noticed the end of the attack, condensed his holy power and raised a thick white greatsword.

“Now it is my turn.”

As if to put an end to it at once, Hopen bent down with the greatsword with his divine power compressed.

“profit!”

Crane gave up the season he was using and raised his sword to get rid of Hopen’s sword attack.

However, he could not overcome the force of the great sword and fell to the floor of the arena with his arms folded.

“Oh heck, still…”

“It’s done.”

“Not yet!”

“Even if it happens, the result is the same.”

“Keugh…”

Crane tried to stand up, but Hoppen shook his head, putting a sword to his throat.

“If you do this, you might die…”

“Kill! Better to kill! Kill me now!”

He screamed at Hopen as if to kill him immediately.

“uh….”

“Suppern, the holy kingdom’s Hopen!”

As Hoppen blinked his eyes in embarrassment, the referee came over and made the decision.

“Damn it!”

At the referee’s declaration, Crane struck the ground with a weak fist.

“eww….”

He stood up with a sneaky look and came down the arena and stood in front of Raon.

“I’m sorry…”

“He fought well. The first and second opponents got tired of you and couldn’t even show their skills.”

Raon stopped the bleeding on Crane’s shoulder, which was bleeding again, and shook his head.

“Really? then….”

“But in the third duel, I was impatient with the opponent’s defense, so I foolishly gathered my strength and got beaten up. thus….”

He smiled as he lightly tapped Crane on the shoulder after he had stopped the bleeding.

“Winning Concentration Training.”

“Ahhh…”

Crane let out a scream he hadn’t let out even when defeated and collapsed foaming.

“next.”

When Raon gestured, the Gwangpungdae Swordsman right behind jumped up onto the arena.

“This is Pitran from the Sieghart Wind Wind!”

“Hmm, I’m Hopen of the Spern Kingdom.”

The referee confirmed the condition of the two men and restarted the match.

“Yayayayaya!”

After seeing Crane fighting well and receiving concentration training, Pitran drove Hopen with madness in his eyes.

“die! die!”

Cold sweat dripped down Hopen’s forehead at Fitran’s murderous intent, fighting with madness in his eyes.

‘Why are these humans doing this!’

* * *

The duel contest held by Xin Zhuo Ling was different from the Duel match held by Lu Huang.

Instead of accepting participants separately, the warriors who want to participate in the duel come directly to the arena and compete, after which the winner remains and the loser goes down.

The duel continues in this way, and the winner of this competition is the one who remains on the arena until there is no challenger. It was the most fitting way to celebrate.

Because the more late you come to the arena, the more likely you are to win, so the warriors of famous families and kingdoms did not step forward and waited quietly, but one place was different.

Even after sending Crane out for his first duel, Sieghart continued sending swordsmen up to participate in every duel.

Now, after more than 60 sparring battles, the duel was proceeding with the same structure as Sieghart vs. other forces.

“Sieghart enjoys the festival properly.”

“I know. Unlike other families, they don’t notice anything and keep coming up.”

“People and families are cool. Because I will cheer you on.”

“Isn’t it good for swordsmen to do their best without sparing themselves? From the expression on his face, he says he is full of sincerity.”

“I can understand why you are doing yukhwang yukhwang. The texture is different.”

“Sieghart! win!”

In fact, the Gwangpungdae prosecutors only wanted to avoid Raon’s concentration training, but more than half of the spectators seemed to like the Gwangpungdae, fighting madly, and cheered by shouting Sieghart’s name.

Raon looked up at the arena while receiving cheers from the audience.

“Huh…”

Dorian’s shoulders trembled, his sword clenched tightly. He bit his lip as he watched the sparks of strong ki emanate from his opponent’s sword.

“Why am I with Master…”

In fact, I thought that the swordsman of the light wind belt could hold out a little longer, but suddenly he became a master. It was also the appearance of an unmanned person who had risen to the lower ranks beyond the entrance, and the deputy chiefs fell too easily. Except for the captain, the only swordsman up there was Dorian.

‘I said it was Calon.’

Dorian’s opponent was Calon, a direct descendant of Defn, a master of swordsmanship famous for his quick swordsmanship. Although he seemed to have little practical experience, it was evident that he was not lazy in training.

“Surrender.”

Calon pointed his sword at Dorian, chinning him.

“A swordsman can never win if he is intimidated by his opponent.”

He gestured lightly, as if to abstain and not waste time.

“cowardice? I was scared. however….”

Dorian glanced not at Calon, but at Raon, who was below the arena, and bit his lip.

“It’s not because of you that I’m really scared!”

He shouted that he was frightened by a real madman and charged Calon. The blade he threw out spread to five, creating waves of blue swords.

“joy.”

Calon snorted and drew his sword lightly as if chasing a fly.

Kyaaaaaang!

It was a swing that seemed like a joke, but the result was not light. The sword strike, which was filled with exquisite techniques, was mercilessly split by waves of sword skills.

“Ugh!”

Dorian tried to attack again, but was hit by Calon’s extreme sword strike and was thrown out of the arena.

“Kkeek…”

He was shocked and his whole body trembled.

“ruined….”

A shadow fell over Dorian’s head as he sighed, thinking it was over. It was Raon with a calm expression.

“Vice deputy lord?”

“Good work. You held up well.”

Raon raised Dorian up and brushed the dust off his body.

“Thank you.”

“But at the end, if you moved while reading the opponent’s moves instead of just throwing away the sword, you should be able to withstand at least 3 more moves.”

“ah….”

As if Dorian had predicted the outcome, his complexion turned pale.

“Thus, you also win the concentration enhancement training.”

“Quaaaaaagh! No! please!”

Dorian shook his head as he grabbed the hem of Raon’s trousers.

“Okay, go get some treatment!”

Raon kicked the rampaging Dorian and sent him to the treatment room, looking up at the arena.

‘That must be difficult.’

Calon is a soldier who has finished adapting to the lower level of the Master. He was at the level of competing with Mark Goetton, so he was a tough opponent to beat even if he put up Martha and Runan Burren in turn.

‘Still, it will be a good experience.’

It was a good opportunity to face a different master than Mark Goetton, so it will be of great help to all three captains.

“Martha.”

He motioned for Martha to come out.

“I’m calling you now. I thought I was dying of boredom.”

Marta stroked her ebony hair and headed for the arena. Even though he had a master with a high level of achievement in front of him, he didn’t look nervous at all.

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Martha’s back as she moved forward with heavy steps like a lion.

‘The temperament. No, his personality has changed.’

Marta’s personality has been constantly changing since she saw the white-blooded leader, but lately, she’s been changing as if she’s seeing a completely different person.

‘It’s like that from training.’

If she was the old Martha, she would never have practiced with Buren or Runan without the help of Li Mer. She was even saying that her soul had changed because she was taking care of the crew one by one these days.

‘He must have been influenced by others like me.’

She knew what it felt like because she had gone through the same change. It was clear that a major change was taking place in her life, as her colleagues and friends intervened in her Martha’s mindset, where she only thought of herself.

-It’s as you say. The beef girl has definitely changed.

Lars looked at her Martha’s back and lowered her mouth.

-The anger that burned in that child’s chest subsided. Her attractiveness has gone down a lot.

The guy shook his head, saying that the anger had gone and his impression had deteriorated.

‘Isn’t that usually the opposite?’

Raon gave off a friendly earthy scent and smiled lightly as he looked at Martha.

‘If I do well, I might be able to pay for today’s work.’

* * *

When Martha went up to the arena, she confronted Calon.

‘It counts dirty.’

She can tell just by looking at the sharp momentum emanating from Calon’s whole body. The swordsman in front of her said she was not at a level she could beat.

‘but…’

She can’t declare defeat before she even fights.

She didn’t even cross swords, but she gets scared and backs down, which isn’t the style of the mad wind. No matter how sparring she was, she had to bite and stretch, prepared to cut off her limbs.

“Martha, leader of Sieghart’s Wind Wind Team 1.”

Unlike her other swordsmen, Marta clearly revealed who she belonged to and took her swordsman.

“Kalon of the Defn family.”

As befits a member of her famous family, Calon also politely revealed her name in front of the young Martha.

“Are you both ready?”

To the referee’s question, Martha and Kalon answered with their eyes.

“The match begins!”

He lowered his hand and went down the arena, but the two did not move.

“Whoa…”

Martha didn’t rush at her as usual, but slowly awakened the aura of Danjeon and swept away her opponent’s energy.

‘Unconditionally pushed from the front.’

If it is a similar level of unmanned, it can be overwhelmed with the firmness of the Titan Aura, but the opponent is far superior in many ways. I didn’t rush at it recklessly, I had to aim for an opening.

“Are you not coming? It’s different from what I’ve heard.”

Calon held his sword in the middle and narrowed his eyes.

“What did you hear?”

“I heard that if you call her a demon, she will run right away.”

“I’m not a rabble girl!”

Marta frowned and kicked the arena. The ground she stepped on shattered like pieces of dried leaves.

“Ah, the rakish sword. You made a mistake.”

Calon said he knew it and swung his sword with a smile.

“If you know, apologize first!”

Martha ran wild, as if furious, but her mind remained cold.

‘Simple movements.’

I saw Calon dealing with Dorian, but he didn’t show his true feelings. He had to take the lead by pushing full force from the start.

Whoa!

Calon’s wrists turned as Martha poured the energy of the earth into the yellow-tinged sword. Extreme swordsmanship. His blade extended like a ray of light and slashed at his neck.

‘What’s so fast!’

Obviously, the sword struck first, but it was Calon’s sword that approached first.

‘shit!’

Martha drained the power from her sword and increased her speed.

Wow!

Swords collided with swords, and there was a roar that sounded like a building collapsing.

“Keugh…”

Martha let out a low groan as she pushed away Calon’s sword.

‘I feel like my grip is about to tear.’

Although Calon wasn’t using strong skills, the Titan’s aura began to wear off due to the difference in aura level. If he hadn’t done his best from the beginning, he would have been thrown out in one blow like the others.

“Are you also the leader? Quite right.”

“Don’t judge me.”

Martha bit her lip and stepped on his left foot. He drew the power of the earth and struck down the sword as it was.

Whoa!

Calon’s pupils widened at the sword strike, which was stronger than the first blow.

“I thought it was power, didn’t it?”

“I told you to shut up.”

“It’s tricky.”

Kalon lowered his eyebrows and drew the sword from his middle. He was entwined with sharpness with a fast and accurate sword. It was a master-like swordsmanship with high perfection.

“Huh!”

Marta held her breath and stepped out with her left foot. Raising all of her physical strength, she gripped her sword.

‘My strong point is my rushing power.’

Lyon said. The biggest weapon I have is the spirit to advance without fear of the opponent.

‘I’ll show you what the assault leader of the Gwangpungdae can do.’

Her condensed muscles and aura exploded at once and she raised her sword. A fearsome aura spread from the swordplay that surged from scratching the arena.

“This is quite…”

Calon nodded his head and bent his wrist as if to shake off his clothes. The blade of the sword, covered with sword energy, fell as a bolt of lightning.

Wow!

As the second sword strike collided, fragments of the fierce aura spread to the son-in-law.

Calon and Martha exchanged sword strikes in the midst of the aura explosions, as if they believed in the auras wrapped around each other.

“Would you like to back off?”

Calon shook her hand as she watched Martha’s shoulder and stomach burst with blood.

“Close your mouth and swing your sword!”

The more Martha was injured, the stronger she used her aura and poured her sword strikes. Although she gave up her defenses and channeled all her auras into attacks, her sword of Calon didn’t budge a bit.

“Admit it. If it was the beginning of the Master, I might have been pushed back. However…”

The light reflected on Calon’s sword became thicker and a mighty wind pressure rose. It was a quick swordsmanship in a way that imprisoned the opponent’s body.

At that moment, a yellow brain flashed above Martha’s eyes.

‘Now!’

When Calon changed her swordsmanship to finish the match quickly, a tiny gap was revealed. That gap was his only chance to beat him.

Whoops!

It amplified the heartbeat and caused a berserk. My vision turned red, and someone’s echo rose in my head.

– Hand over your body! Don’t kill anyone in the world!

A tempting voice calling out to surrender.

‘Shut up.’

Martha bit her lip and she suppressed the voice. Taking only her power hidden in madness, she plunged her sword into Calon’s gap.

Aaaaaaagh!

The aura that exploded from the dantian and swelled through the heart exploded on top of the sword.

“Aww!”

Calon’s sword was pushed back and he let out a wild moan. He didn’t even know that it would cause a frenzy in an instant.

Martha trembled her chin. She seemed to have shrunk her lungs, struggling to breathe as she tried to keep her sanity in the berserk.

‘Still, I keep going!’

The time to operate berserk while maintaining reason is extremely short. If you miss the moment, there is no chance.

He threw out the spirit of the Ten Hujis, which contained the heaviness and heat of the earth. A mighty wave of air surged from the ground and pushed back Calon’s sword.

Aaaaaaagh!

The gymnasium exploded one after another, tearing the uniform Calon was wearing and dripping light streams of blood from his lips.

‘As it is…Ah!’

As he continued to push and try to end the game, a different light rose from Calon’s sword.

Whoa!

It causes a berserk, and the sword energy entwined with an aura twice as high is mercilessly cut off. Ganggi. Calon finally operated the sword steel.

“Big…”

As if her pride had been hurt, Calon drove Martha into the sword river with a frown on her face.

Jijijijijik!

The shields of Aura that Marta created around Titan’s Aura were torn like paper.

“This is it.”

The strong air from Calon’s sword reached Martha’s throat before she knew it. A thin stream of blood flowed from her neck.

“Admit it. To be honest, I didn’t know that I would be able to use it until the end.”

He nodded her head, telling her that Marta’s skills were far above her rumors.

“You will surpass me not too far away. But not today.”

Calon gestured at him to abstain without lowering his sword.

“Hoo-wook…”

Martha let out a heavy breath and closed her eyes. She hadn’t turned off her berserk yet, so the ringing in her head continued and her whole body felt like it was splitting in pain.

She slowly raised her eyelids, not answering Calon’s call.

“My mouth never speaks of defeat.”

“Martha Sieghard!”

“I can’t keep backing down.”

“This is just sparring! Are you willing to risk your life here?”

“You don’t know. How far I have backed away.”

Martha bit her lip.

‘I have no place to retreat now.’

The monster that has taken over her mother’s body is a transcendent beyond even a grandmaster. No matter how sparring it is, I can’t retreat now. The age to be taken care of because you are young has passed. You can become strong by risking your life in everything.

Awesome!

Marta maintained her berserk and once again raised her full body strength.

“White Sword Dragon! dry it! What is this in a mere duel!”

Calon looked at Raon as if Marta thought she was not getting along.

“Why should I stop?”

Raon looked at Martha’s back for a moment, then turned her gaze to Calon.

“At this rate, you’ll either die or be seriously injured…”

“The first team leader of the windmill is not a person who moves thoughtlessly. I am where I am now, of my own will. Whether you die or get seriously injured, it’s your choice.”

He didn’t move from the spot as if he believed Martha.

The other Gwangpungdae swordsmen also looked at Marta with her trusting eyes.

Martha bit her lip. Her whole body trembled at the trust she had for the first time being given to anyone other than her mother.

In the past, I wouldn’t have cared about what others did, but I don’t anymore. Their feelings came through.

oh oh

An emotion different from the anger he has lived with for the rest of his life warmly soaks his heart.

A roaring aura emanating from the ground on which she stands is penetrating her body and mind.

A terrifyingly gigantic ecstasy wrapped around his entire body, and the aura that had been exposed to the ground boiled like wildfire.

Koo-goo-goo-goo!

A blazing yellow flame pushed away Calon’s sword, which was aimed at his neck.

Deud deude deuk!

Martha stepped forward, smashing her ring. She was shot as if her body had been turned into a bolt of lightning, and within seconds she was dispelled with the weight of a mountain.

Her hazy black air, which seemed to disappear at any moment, twisted and twisted, creating a cluster of twilight-like light.

“this!”

Calon was horrified to see the energy of Martha’s sword and stretched out her strong energy.

Woo woo woo!

Martha sweeps her right hand down with her eyes haunted by her sword. The beast of twilight hiding in the heaviness opened its mouth towards Calon’s river.

Aaaaaaagh!

The vermilion sunset collided with the blue waves, and an intense storm swept through the gymnasium.