Solo Swordmaster

#870. so you are my disciple

While.

The Sword Emperor remained silent.

As if doubting one’s own ears.

Or like I don’t understand what you mean.

At the end of staring at Limon with a vial in one hand.

She quietly opened her mouth.

“…Do you want to cut me down fighting with all my might rather than cut my throat like this?”

“That’s right.”

“From the moment you hold the sword, you know that you shouldn’t expect me to touch you, right?”

“Yes I know.”

The sword master is a swordsman.

Make a drink your dream.

Even though she is a hero who is willing to give her life to a disciple just because he has resolved his regrets.

Therefore, in a duel with a sword, he was a warrior who could mercilessly cut down even his pupils or blood relatives, let alone look at them.

Above all, she is the Sword Emperor.

She was the first sword master, the creator of the dragon flesh sword, and the first sword in the world.

Fighting a duel with her fighting her powers was dangerous enough to be different from fighting her other sword masters.

She is so much that even Limon could not dare to assure her life or death.

“Still, I have no intention of beating Master like this.”

“why?”

nevertheless.

Leave an easy way to go.

Are you choosing the hard way?

Looking at the teacher asking the reason.

Limon laughed softly.

“—Isn’t that too cool?”

Even as a guardian deity of mankind.

Not even as the princess’ groom.

As a soldier and a swordsman.

At the end of her silence, she watched the disciple who risked her life and challenged her to a duel.

“Puhahahahahaha!”

The Sword Emperor burst into laughter.

in the silent night sky.

So deep and cool.

roaring loudly.

After laughing for a long time, she looked at Limon and smiled ferociously.

“Yes, that’s why you are my disciple.”

It’s as if you’ve been asked out on a date.

Have a very happy smile.

The Geomje placed the vial.

She took the first two swords she had laid down beside her and hadn’t even touched her, and raised herself from her seat.

So take a step.

Leaving her liquor table behind.

At the end of walking slowly over the cliff.

On the left side, the calmly flowing black sea, on the right side, after spinning around with the calmly sleeping blue night in the background.

I drew my sword.

Sureureung.

with a smooth metallic sound.

Two swords revealing slender blades.

A new sword, Doryonggeom (屠龍劍), which was forged by the sword emperor in the distant past using the horn of a dragon he had cut down himself.

At the end of the Geomryong War, one was broken, leaving only one sack.

However, the Sword Emperor was resurrected, and the best sword in the world, which regained her original pair with her Lion Resurrection Law, was shining transparently in the moonlight.

sereung.

On the other side of that sword festival.

What emerges is a single sword.

The Demonic Sword Kangma Sword (降魔劍), which was reborn by mixing a dragon’s horn with a dragon sword that had been broken in the past.

It was sealed and its original power fell asleep.

However, the greatest sword in the world, which never breaks or breaks its blade, casts its own shadow even in the darkness.

The two greatest swords in the world.

The two best in the world.

look at each other like that

with their swords pointed at each other.

The moment the two sword masters, who had been quietly exchanging glances, opened their mouths at the same time.

“Come.”

“I will go.”

The first sword master sword made.

The last sword master swordsmith.

This is how the duel between the two swordsmen risking their lives at the tip of their swords before they were both master and disciple began.

* * *

that buck

slowly.

close the distance

step by step.

facing each other directly.

Unexpectedly, the two priests approached each other calmly.

The closer the distance is, the slower the pace, and the deeper and more complex the gaze.

that buck

It’s already a duel.

Gait, stride length, line of sight, sword grip posture, change in center of gravity, etc.

Through all of that, he reads and predicts what kind of sword his opponent will be able to use, and finely adjusts his posture in response.

that buck

Dozens of times per step.

Hundreds of times in an instant.

thousands of times in one breath.

without directly striking the sword.

Even if it’s just a thought.

If you lose sight of the sword even for a moment, you will be cut by the opponent who approached you in the blink of an eye.

It was a more fierce and risky duel because it was so elegant and quiet that it was possible to be a sword master who had reached the pinnacle of the sword.

that buck

the closer you get to each other.

The image becomes more complex.

The steps are much slower.

In the illusion that time accelerates as concentration reaches its peak, and a moment feels like eternity.

At the end of repeated narrowing and narrowing and narrowing over several minutes of the distance that could have been narrowed in less than a second.

The moment the sword reached the reach.

The sword finally moved.

Seruk.

Silent as if asleep.

smooth like water.

The three swords are mixed.

But there was no bump there.

It was because they were already able to fully understand each other’s swords just by fighting in the image while closing the distance.

Rather than wasting strength by clashing swords, he devotes himself to digging into the opponent’s loopholes, predicting them and outwitting them.

That’s why the static.

Because the number of days is fatal.

Without even encountering swords.

The blades that got out of the opponent’s sword by a piece of paper narrowly grazed each other’s vital points.

wickedness.

The moment you turn your head.

A sword that passes over the throat.

At the same time, he twisted his wrist while twisting his body to avoid another dragon sword digging into his stomach.

In order to avoid the mighty sword that was swinging with the force to cut off both arms, the sword-made sword that rotated the body as if bouncing cut through the hem of the clothes.

‘also.’

In that dangerous sword fight.

Limon marvels.

Originally, there are many disadvantages of dual swordsmanship.

In particular, if you use two long swords, the sword will be blocked by your own sword, and the sword path will inevitably be simplified.

I couldn’t feel any of those flaws in the sword that the Sword Emperor used.

Unconstrained by formalities, he sensibly creates two swords at every moment and complements each other.

It felt like facing two sword masters.

It was all the more in the sense that he was able to see through and catch up with even the swordsmanship and swordsmanship he had accumulated over hundreds of years, just by concocting while narrowing the distance.

‘indeed.’

Likewise.

The Sword Emperor admired.

A skillful swordsmanship that blocks his own twin swords with only one sword.

To the essence of the vast experience and countless swords that even she, naturally permeated within her, could not fully dig into.

Above all, her mysterious and strong will at the bottom of it made the corners of her mouth go up.

Chow!

squeak.

as the fight continues.

The sword gets sharper.

That also increases the number of times the blade pierces vital points.

It’s a close-knit fight that wouldn’t be strange if one of them collapsed right away.

Even so, the Geomje wore a deeper smile, and Limon also thought of himself.

‘It’s fun,’ he said.

it’s fate.

risking one’s life at the tip of a knife

Longing for a fight against a formidable enemy.

Because he loves the sword itself, it is his instinct as a swordsman who cannot help but feel the joy of competing with an opponent equal to himself.

So hopefully

May this time last forever.

Even if he dies at the end, he hopes that he will be able to fight more fiercely.

but….

‘…Suddenly.’

‘Is this far?’

The two priests had a hunch.

Now is the limit of sword fighting.

Ideal for fighting based on the same dragon slaughter sword.

It means that if the sword fight continues beyond this, the result will be a friendship that will be stabbed to death together.

The swordsmith who cut down the seven dragons.

A swordsman who has protected the world for hundreds of years.

It was because their swordsmanship, based on their natural talent and vast experience, had reached a level where it was difficult to distinguish superiority and inferiority.

Of course, that wasn’t bad either.

To overcome that close gap and gain victory, and even if you fail unfortunately, fight against an opponent of this size until the end and die together.

As a swordsman, it’s something I’m happy to do.

But that wasn’t the ending they both wanted.

And most of all, they still had things they could show each other and wanted to see.

Caang!

As if it was a promise.

After the first clash of swords.

Geomje and Limon took a step back at the same time.

Then, as they looked at each other with quiet eyes, they added strength to their sword gripped hands.

There was no need for words.

As a swordsman, he could know what his opponent was thinking and what he would do just by fighting swords until now.

“Take it, disciple.”

so that.

The moment the Sword Emperor stretched out his sword.

『Dragon Slaughter Sword Ultimate

dragon killing

Injure the young dragon and kill it.

dragon kill

Chow!

The black light flashes.

Limon’s side was cut.

No, it wasn’t just the side.

His shoulders, his arms, his thighs, his stomach.

Every time the dragon sword moved, incomparable deep wounds were carved one after another.

A sword made of such swords.

he couldn’t stop

No, it was closer to saying that blocking it was useless.

Every time the Sword Emperor wielded his sword, even the future that blocked it was cut, leaving only the result of being cut by her sword instead.

that’s the dragon sword.

cut destiny and future

Forcing the desired future.

A sword that only three sword masters could master.

Even so, what Limon endures is the result of deflecting the future with his dragon slashing sword.

It was an absolute sword that cut down even the seven dragons that would have killed an instant if it had been a sword master.

But endurance is also limited.

The swordsman is the essence of a sword master.

It is the summary of life and the decision of will.

Even Limon had no choice but to be on the defensive in the battle to cut the future against the sword emperor, the creator of the dragon slashing sword.

But even though it’s all over the place.

Limon was unfazed.

He only focused on spreading his own sword while slashing the future and deflecting the sword as much as possible.

He met several sword masters.

Teaching, fighting and killing.

Absorb their swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

After training for a long time.

A swordsmanship that was finally perfected in the fight against the Demon God.

After reigning at the top of the world with only the dragon sword for hundreds of years, he newly created his own sword based on the dragon sword.

“Look, Master.”

Pull out the swordsman’s robe contained in it.

Looking at the Sword Emperor with calm eyes.

finally wield the sword

『Yam Dragon Kill Sword Mythology

斬魔龍殺劍 奧義

Does it fall like dew on the tip of a sword?

魔像劍尖上的露珠一样落下』

“…!”

That moment.

The Sword Emperor raised his eyes.

Right after he swings his sword.

It wasn’t just because the future she had chosen to slash with her dragon flesh was shattered.

The moment the future is broken

because I saw

what is contained in it.

On top of the sword, which was created so that non-sword masters could kill sword masters.

What Limon has done.

More mysterious than any swordsman.

outrageous and absurd.

As the first sword master before being a swordsman and teacher, he had no choice but to pay tribute to the phenomenal sword master’s.

“hot…!”

so smile

The Sword Emperor finally accepted.

Digging through the gap between the two swords.

Push, shake and twist.

He ricocheted off his twin swords.

A perfect sword with a perfect balance of power and skill piercing his wide-open chest.

and….

Pooh!

…the blade cuts into the flesh.

With an eerie noise that was so small, but resounded loud and clear like thunder to the two sword masters.

everything.

finished.