If you get excited, you lose in the 10th round.
I walked slowly through the cave passage.
The interior was well-ventilated and the light coming in from the top of the cave here and there kept the room from being dark. Judging from the elaborate design and craftsmanship, it was clear that it was made by a truly skilled craftsman.
As I walked slowly along the cave, I felt the surroundings ripple slightly as I passed a certain point.
Ss …
I could tell in an instant. The highest level of technique that only a master with keen senses could notice was activated.
When I thought about it, it was obvious. Why couldn’t those who died here escape? If the gate was difficult, they could have just given up and left. But they died because they couldn’t escape this formation. They walked in easily, but if they couldn’t pass through the gate, it would turn into a hellish formation from which they could never escape.
How long did it take to walk like that?
A fairly large square appeared.
At the entrance to the square, there was a stone monument describing the first gate.
1. Cut down all enemies without using swords or swordsmanship.
2. If you do not succeed within the time limit, you will be given another chance after ten days.
3. Those who are ready, stand in the red circle.
‘Ten days later? What should I eat until then?’
As I looked around, I saw a jar full of Byeokgokdan (辟穀丹) on the wall.
‘If I eat this tasteless stuff for ten days, I’ll go crazy.’
Without hesitation, I stood in the middle of the red circle drawn in the middle of the square.
A moment later, with a clanking sound, dozens of wooden human-shaped dolls rose from the floor in all directions. The parts that needed to be cut were painted red. Some dolls had necks, some had arms, and some had legs.
My body reacted reflexively.
The moment they came up, I flew, instinctively deciding which herbivore to cut down first.
Shh. Shh. Shh.
The wooden doll was cut down.
The dolls were not fixed in one place. The floor boards began to move and change positions.
In that chaotic situation, some dolls started to descend again.
‘no!’
I could tell that if I missed that doll going down, it would never come up again, and at that moment, the challenge would be failed.
That’s why I started by cutting down the doll that was going down.
Sure enough, other dolls moved quickly and blocked my path to cut it.
He jumped over and swung his sword.
Crunch!
The doll that was almost missed was cut off.
As time went by, the dolls’ movements became faster. At first, I thought it was a gate to test my law, but it wasn’t. This gate was a gate to test my judgment.
What should I call first?
Quick and accurate judgment comes first, followed by law.
The gate was complex and difficult, but not so sophisticated as to overwhelm my instincts and skills.
So I cut down all the dolls and passed the first gate safely.
One thing was certain. If I had been at my previous level before the regression, I would never have passed this first hurdle. Even if I had run, rolled, flown, and made a fuss, I would have failed.
I could see why the test was rescheduled for ten days later.
Many challengers would have failed this first attempt, and would have had to study and practice hard for at least ten days to succeed.
Only someone who remembered exactly how the dolls moved and which doll went down to the floor and when could come up with a countermeasure. A dull-witted challenger would have had to try again and again.
Looking at the first gate, it is understandable that the average time to break through Sochon-dong is three years.
Drrrrrrrr.
As soon as we passed the first gate, the stone gate leading to the second gate opened.
I slowly walked towards the second gate. Before I left the first gate, I noticed writing on the wall. The writings of the deceased who had come before were left on the wall near the exit.
– I succeeded on the ninth try. Hahahaha.
-I’m sixteen.
-This is crazy!
– After thirty-seven attempts, I succeeded. Tears welled up in my eyes due to the long struggle.
– Am I going to die here? I can’t figure it out. I resent my father.
-Damn it! I tried to go back, but there was no way back.
-Success after only six attempts, I dare say it’s the best.
Among them, a familiar handwriting appeared at the very bottom.
-Jerk the.
It was my father who passed through this gate before me.
“ha ha ha.”
I couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing. Maybe my father got through it on the first try.
Even so, strictly speaking, they are my ancestors, but you are being so bold in swearing at them.
“Father, I passed it in one go! Hahaha!”
By walking like that, I arrived at the space where the second gate was.
In the second square, as always, a tombstone stood.
1. Use the sword hanging on the wall to cut the stone in half within one second. You can also use the sword energy or sword energy.
2. If you do not succeed within the time limit, you will be given another chance after twenty days.
3. Those who are ready, stand in the red circle.
This time, the rematch is twenty days later.
It’s easy to calculate that this is twice as difficult as the first gate.
‘You want me to endure twenty days as a wallflower? I’d rather die than do that.’
I stood in the red circle in the middle of the square, determined to succeed.
Clank.
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A stone table rose from the floor. On top of the table was an iron ball the size of an adult’s head.
‘I’m telling you to cut this iron ball.’
The time given is one hour.
It was too long to cut a single iron ball. I thought there must be a reason, so I slowly examined the iron ball.
The smooth outer surface was not ordinary iron, but an artificially created stone.
Of course, it must be a material stronger than iron. When I picked it up, it was so heavy that I couldn’t lift it without using my internal energy.
There were hundreds of swords hanging on the wall for the exam. There were many different types. There were long swords, short daggers. There were heavy swords, light swords. There were even soft swords that were worn on the waist. There were all kinds of swords.
It is not an easy challenge, so choose wisely and try many times.
He walked slowly and picked up a sword hanging on the wall. It was a well-made, ordinary iron sword.
I stood in front of the sphere, calmed my mind, and then struck down my sword with all my might.
With a loud crack, the sword broke and flew away. On the other hand, the sphere did not even leave a scratch. It was a really strong metal.
I looked at the sphere again. It was just an unremarkable iron ball to the eye.
He took the sword again and swung it at the bell this time.
This time too, only the sword was broken, the sphere was intact.
“It just won’t work out like that.”
I brought a new sword and infused it with power.
Woohoo.
Immediately, a blue light flashed from the sword. It was the sword that had been reborn.
At this age before his regression, he was able to use the sword, but he could not create sword energy. It was not until he was in his thirties that he realized the secret of sword energy.
“This is my first checkup since returning.”
Each person’s sword has a different color, and even if they have learned the same method, the color varies slightly from person to person. I always found that fascinating.
I love the color my gums give off. This delightful blue that sometimes looks like the ocean, and sometimes like the sky.
The moment when I was slowly trying to cut the sphere with my sword.
I quickly recalled my inner strength as a sense of discomfort suddenly came over me. Then, the sword energy on my sword disappeared.
‘Isn’t this too easy?’
At first glance, I thought it was a test to see if the challengers could use the sword, since it couldn’t be cut with an iron sword. It seemed difficult with a sword. So I thought it was a test that I couldn’t escape until I awakened the sword.
However, if it is a review index that can use the sword, it will be cut and passed.
Is this a simple gateway?
On the contrary, it is very difficult for a person who cannot generate health to reach the state of generating health.
One side was too easy, the other side was too difficult. Something was off.
So, just in case, I went to see what my seniors had written on the wall.
– It is divided into two parts by health.
―I tried eighty-nine times to cut it without using the sword, but failed every time, so I ended up cutting it with the sword.
-I cut it without using a sharp knife.
-How on earth? I can’t believe it.
– Damn it! My sword won’t cut it. I can’t even fire my sword. What should I do?
– It’s been two hundred days since I started studying the sword. Just smelling the sword makes me feel like vomiting.
―It’s a lie that I said I cut it without using a sword.
-I vote for the lie.
What I wanted to see was the writing my father left behind.
As expected, the last words left by my father.
-This is f*cking crazy.
Hahaha. You’re being a jerk to your ancestors. This kind of person must have a hard time pretending to be serious.
But this time, he added a word next to it.
-If you get angry, you lose.
‘If you get angry, you’ll lose? Why did you add something like that? If it were my father, he would have just cursed at me like it was the first step and then drank.’
Are you feverish? Are you feverish? Maybe?
I quickly went to the first slab.
1. Cut the stone in half within one hour. You can also use a sword or a sword club.
A phrase that caught my eye.
Can I use a sword or a swordsman?
It wasn’t ‘using’ but ‘might use’. In other words, doesn’t it mean that if you just cut it and it doesn’t work, you can use it?
When I think about it, the time given is too long. One hour is enough time to cut hundreds of stones. Lastly, the number of swords hanging on the wall is also excessive.
‘Ah! This gate must be cut without using sword energy or sword strength.’
When my father said that I would lose if I got a fever, it was like a warning not to use the sword. If I got a fever, the sword would generate a lot of heat.
There are some facts that lend support to that conjecture.
Doesn’t the fact that the re-challenge period is twenty days mean that it is more difficult than the first stage?
This one just has to be bare.
‘Thank you, Father.’
Anyway, if you’re not going to use the sword, there’s no time to do this.
I went back to the sphere.
The sphere looked different, as I thought it had to be cut without necessarily using a sharp knife.
‘How on earth can I cut this? Vertically? Horizontally? Horizontally? Diagonally? Or with a quick sword? With a long sword?’
I tried various things with the prepared sword. However, only the poor sword broke, and the sphere was not cut.
After about thirty failed attempts, I sat down against the wall, half-given up.
‘There must be a way.’
The annoying time keeps passing and now there is not even an instant left.
‘Should I try again in twenty days?’
I was in a state of semi-despair.
‘Cut it with a sword and pass it through?’
But since my father left a note behind on purpose, I couldn’t choose the easy way out.
‘It’s difficult, it’s hard.’
I sat there in that state of despair, and then I unconsciously let out my energy. It was the energy release practice I had learned from my father in the mountains.
A ray of energy extended from my body and reached the sphere.
‘I wish you were a wild boar. Then you could be cut down with one stroke of a sword.’
The energy enveloped the sphere and slowly felt its surface.
My eyes suddenly opened.
“uh?”
There were fine lines on the surface of the sphere. Lines that could not be felt when seen with the eyes or touched with the hands.
I felt it with all my concentration. My energy began to surround it like a bird brooding over an egg, trying to become one with the sphere.
The lines continued along the sphere until they met again at the starting point.
I stood up and slowly approached it, my energy still connecting me to the sphere.
I closed my eyes, felt the sphere only with my energy, and swung my sword exactly at that line.
Shh.
I didn’t strike hard. I focused on striking the line on the sphere with perfect precision, without even an inch of error.
The next moment, something amazing happened.
Snap.
The sphere split in half. That line was a kind of vital point that could precisely divide the sphere.
And something even more surprising was waiting for me.
Ttorr.
A single pill rolled out from the empty space in the severed sphere.
