Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 7

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 7

Charles Adenka.

He was a relative of Adenka, so far away that it was difficult to even trace his relatives.

He spoke out of habit.

“Son. “You must raise your family.”

His family was poor, and he was a father who placed all his hopes and expectations on his son.

“Son. “You are the hope of our family.”

Fortunately, his son was born with the blessings of the ‘Little Man King’ and developed the characteristics of ‘Iron Man’, a type of body enhancement suitable for warriors.

He continued his hard training based on his strong body and showed quite high achievements.

“The direct descendant of this Jinseom meeting is Vincen Adenka. This is a great opportunity for us. In 500 years of history, it will be the only collateral lineage that overthrew the direct lineage. Do you understand? “Be sure to take the miracle stone.”

“of course.”

Levan Adenka nodded.

“You dared to insult my father.”

I clenched my fists.

“I will make you pay a heavy price for acting carelessly in front of me, trusting only that you are a direct descendant.”

The Jingeom meeting was held in the main building’s ‘large sparring hall’.

This time, Gaju Khan participated in person.

Levan Adenka’s heart was pounding.

‘The head of the family himself?’

The main character of this real-time sword meeting was undoubtedly himself.

‘You came to see me! ‘The opportunity of a lifetime has come.’

The Jingeom meeting is held in a tournament format.

The winner of the tournament will face a real sword meeting with Adenka’s immediate descendants.

Last moment.

If only Vincen’s end was decorated splendidly, he would be able to become the true protagonist of the Jingeomhoedong.

‘There’s no need to adjust your stamina.’

To bring down Vincennes.

It was very easy.

* * *

24 shamanic families participated in this Jingeom meeting.

Vincen watched the military men’s inspection meeting.

‘Mostly one-star unmanned. And that guy is 2 stars.’

Considering that most of them were fourteen, it was an outstanding achievement.

This is because 14-year-olds 500 years ago had very slow initial growth.

Looking at the ‘growth rate’ itself, everyone was a natural genius.

‘But there is absolutely no depth in martial arts.’

Vincen swung the wooden sword hundreds of thousands of times at that age.

However, today’s fourteen-year-olds have neglected such basic training.

Most training methods were to further develop and strengthen characteristics.

‘It is truly the era of technology.’

There was no sense of perseverance in their movements.

I felt like I was dancing on an answer sheet that someone else had calculated.

‘That’s why they came up with such a ridiculous strategy.’

Vincen’s eyes turned to Revan Adenka.

Revan Adenka took down one of the collateral clan members with a sword that focused only on offense and not on defense.

He allowed his opponent to attack him several times, but due to his ‘Iron Man’ nature, the injuries he sustained were minimal and he seemed overwhelming.

He put away his sword and bowed towards the head table where the Gaju Khan was sitting.

‘Now that everything is in a controlled environment, that kind of sparring would be possible.’

In his opinion, sparring was an extension of actual combat.

The current sparring, where everything was safely controlled, was not sparring but a play house.

‘If you do that in real life, it would be perfect to get your head cut off.’

A sword-wielding warrior must do his best even when dealing with children.

That was courtesy to the sword and respect for the opponent.

The sparring style of ignoring defense and relying on ‘characteristics’ was a culture shock to Vincennes.

Even if the opponent’s skill level is slightly higher, the ‘Iron Man’ trait will not work.

‘Has it degenerated into a contest of characteristics rather than a contest of martial arts?’

Now, 500 years later, has martial arts disappeared from this land?

‘But when I look at my father, it doesn’t seem that way.’

The appearance of Gaju Khan, seated at the head of the table, had a prayer befitting an absolute being.

With Vincen’s current abilities, it was difficult to dare measure his abilities.

Geniuses exist in any era, and even if their methods were different, martial artists who reached their peak certainly seemed to exist.

Then, a voice was heard.

“Luckily I beat all my competitors.”

Levan Adenka.

He was looking towards Vincennes.

“According to the law established by the various elders of the family, I am with my close friend Vincen Adenka at the final gate of the Jingeomhoedong. “I am planning to take a direct examination.”

Divide the sum with Adenka’s direct lineage and sword.

That is a direct sword summation.

Vincen, who had been waiting for the right moment, stood up.

“I accept the challenge.”

Contrary to the public’s expectation that he would be scared and trembling, no fear was found in Vincen.

“But I have one thing to tell you.”

Vincen didn’t feel intimidated even though he was receiving the attention of countless people.

That appearance was very unfamiliar to people.

“I made a promise to the head of the family. “I will prove my status as a direct Adenka lineage.”

The people gathered here began to murmur.

Vincen Adenka’s actions were clearly unexpected.

Vincen paid no attention and turned his gaze towards the head of the family.

“I will prove it with my actions. “So that my son won’t be embarrassed.”

Vincen raised his right arm.

Then Wilson approached with full strides.

“Here it is.”

I accepted the sword with my right arm.

It was a black cedar wooden sword.

“I will use a practice sparring sword.”

For a moment, there was silence in the hall.

It is very difficult to subdue an opponent holding a real sword with a wooden sword.

Even more so if the opponent has the ‘Iron Man’ trait.

The question was whether or not it would be possible only if there was a difference in level of at least 2 stars.

“I will use my left arm to destroy my distant blood relatives.”

Vincen moved the sword to his left arm and held it.

Khan watched Vincen without much emotion.

I liked Vincen’s attitude and spirit, but so far it was just words without action.

“I will also give up three first shots.”

Vincen looked at Revan.

“And I promise. “I will not move a single step during this time.”

It was an unconventional proposal.

wooden sword.

Left hand.

Hugong.

immobility.

In order to meet all these factors and defeat the opponent, at least a few strong warriors had to be present.

All eyes were focused on Khan.

The blood relatives seemed very curious about how the head of the family would react.

Charles Adenka tried to make a counterargument.

This kind of treatment only gives Vincen an excuse for defeat!

However, Charles ultimately failed to open his mouth.

This was because Khan, the absolute ruler of Adenka, gave permission.

“You will have to prove it with action.”

* * *

A thousand fires boiled in Revan’s chest.

‘You coward. ‘You’ve found an excuse!’

Vincen and Adenka stood facing each other.

‘I will overwhelm you to the point where such excuses won’t even work.’

A young warrior stood between the two.

A mark symbolizing white wings was engraved on its chest.

“This is Jeron from the White Swords.”

He was the mediator of this prosecution meeting.

“Are you two Confucius ready?”

Revan gritted his teeth and nodded.

He raised his silver bladed greatsword.

Looking at that scene, Vincen opened his mouth.

“Jeron. “You do your best.”

“yes?”

Do your best.

It felt strange that he was speaking to himself, the mediator, rather than to his opponent, Revan.

“To prevent misfortune.”

Revan curled one side of his lips and smiled.

He spoke softly.

“why? Are you scared now?”

So, aren’t you telling the mediator to do his best?

Aren’t you afraid of something bad happening?

It was indeed Adenka’s cowardly attitude.

“Raise your sword, coward.”

“no. He said he would concede three strikes.”

Vincen naturally lowered the wooden sword in his left arm and held it.

Revan, overcome with anger and contempt, glared at Vincen and said.

“Let me see if your sword is as good as your bravado.”

Vincen and Revan’s real-time sword meeting has begun.

* * *

Julian recorded it.

[The first attack usually starts with a short stab.]

Looking at Revan’s posture, the stab was correct.

I could see the strength being concentrated in the lower body.

He adjusted his sword strike in his own way and took a step forward.

‘Clumsy.’

Even if it wasn’t Julian’s record, the number was clearly visible.

‘Is it a harmful effect of the characteristics?’

It was a move that did not stick to the basics in order to hone the characteristics of an ‘iron man’.

He didn’t seem to care much about how his moves were read by his opponent.

[Most of those stabs are herbal.]

The gap between the swords was visible.

Military education was also a street war.

It was clearly visible to Vincennes eyes.

This was the realm of intuition.

Or what we call sixth sense.

‘It doesn’t reach me.’

His intuition read all of Revan’s movements.

‘The second one is real.’

[It is very likely that the second stab was real.]

Vincent’s intuition and Julian’s theoretical analysis were consistent.

Revan retrieved the stab and extended his sword again.

The sword’s trajectory was a little different.

If I had targeted the forehead earlier, this time I aimed for the stomach.

“Stab with a great sword.”

This would also be a negative effect of the characteristic.

For example, characteristics that dramatically complement the stabbing ability, such as ‘acceleration and repulsion’, or characteristics that change even the sword’s face into a sharp blade, such as ‘銳劍面’, made such fundamental stabs popular.

Vincen did not move from the spot and only lightly moved his right hand.

Jeron, the mediator, opened his eyes wide.

‘uh?’

Vincen indifferently struck away Revan’s blade with the back of his right hand.

It was a simple movement, but Revan lost his center of gravity and stumbled for a moment.

‘What did I just see?’

Blocking a stabbing greatsword itself was not an impossible skill.

There were many characteristics and techniques that could block the opponent’s weapons.

‘Prince Vincent won’t have anything?’

There was no protection for Vincennes.

Since there is no protection, of course there will be no detailed characteristics.

‘It’s as if Revan’s movements are all being read in advance.’

Vincen’s voice was heard.

“I gave in twice.”

Revan was very excited.

Thanks to this, the movement was more visible.

‘From left to right.’

Revan stepped on the ground with his lower body and swung his sword.

It was an attack that seemed powerful at first glance, but as the movements were large, there were many loopholes.

Vincen stretched out his hand toward the great sword.

A situation that seems dangerous.

Just before Vincen’s hand and the great sword collide.

His hand moved like a living snake and snatched Revan’s wrist.

-What was it just now?

500 years ago, the art of ‘hand fighting’ was basically practiced and learned by warriors.

Now that it has become a battle of characteristics, it is also the martial arts that has become obsolete.

Vincen walked along Revan’s sword path, applying a little force.

Revan fell awkwardly.

“You gave up three strikes first.”

It only required a lot of concentration, but the physical stamina was not very high.

“So now I will also take up the sword.”

Only then did Vincen raise his sword.

He raised his sword and aimed it at Revan.

His spirit was calm.

‘Look, Julian.’

Now was the time to keep the promise.

A promise to Julian.

And the promise I made to my father.

fantasy,