Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 1042

Episode 1042

Episode 249 The first sortie of the Ming Dynasty (9)

As soon as Van finished speaking, Luke immediately closed the distance between her and her.

The blue greatsword stained with brain energy was slowly falling towards Ban’s head. A dull sword that transcended sense and perception, its blade cut into the space between Ban and Luke.

You cannot escape into a distorted space. The moment you touch that space, the sword energy that fills your insides will tear your entire body to pieces.

Nevertheless, Ban walked lightly into the distorted space without any hesitation.

This was Luke’s first experience. The enemies he had faced so far, even gods, had never entered a half-collapsed space head-on.

Jin also did the same during the battle to rescue Iran. Jin also responded by offsetting the space destroyed by his dull sword with his own sword.

“It’s called Changseong… … “It’s not even funny.”

Kuddeuddeuk-!

As Ban stepped forward, the distorted spaces appeared to move backwards at her speed. She is pushed back because she cannot overcome the repulsion she gives off.

In other words, Van was destroying Luke’s blunt sword and space collapse purely by force. He was a devastation that Luke had never thought of before.

“I’ll just warn you once. Luke, today is the last day you can fight. Fight against me with your whole body and all your might, not with trivial techniques. “It means that you must carry out any one of your wills for me.”

The space collapsed by the blunt sword was crowding in front of Luke. His face was blurred by the broken spaces.

Luke struck again at the center of the attack. This time it was not a blunt sword, but an extremely fast and destructive blow.

The spaces collapsed by the blow regained their original appearance.

He could barely conceal his astonishment. He had a good idea that Ban would be stronger than him, but he thought it would only be a narrow margin.

‘I was seriously injured in the aftermath of the La Prarosa Liberation War, and I must have even captured Nirgand before I came here… … And yet, it is incredibly strong, to the point where it reminds me of the moment when Kingelo’s sculpture appeared.’

The fighting spirit that used to ignite when he was a young man when he faced a powerful enemy was once again stirring in his heart. The fighting spirit that turned so many impossible situations into possibilities.

But in Ban’s eyes, even that seemed laughable.

“Ah, was the spell too difficult for a rotten ghost?”

Sigmund drew a flash.

From left to right, the lightning that fell along the blade drew a sharp blue line in the center of the battlefield, followed by a wave of wind pressure that shook the entire sanctuary.

Luke spread his sword energy in the same way and closed the distance between himself and Ban again. However, the more her brain energy broke through, the more tightly it tightened, and the distance was not easily narrowed.

It felt like I was chasing a fantasy. It felt like wandering through a maze full of tricks, even though the only thing between them was a sword and a thunderbolt.

“It’s been a while since I felt like I was working hard to achieve something, Luke. So the true meaning of struggle has been abandoned. Borrowing the power of a huge being is fundamentally a very convenient thing.”

Fit!

A ray of light escaped from the clashing brain machine and passed by Ban’s cheek.

“It would be easy if all you did was borrow strength. But I fought to resurrect him. “For a long time, without once forgetting his dream.”

“It’s a dream… … .”

I shook my head, wiping away half of the blood that had spilled.

“Keeping such things is only allowed for living people. “Someone like you, who should have died and rotted away a long time ago, continues to talk nonsense about dreams and other things, so the world is more chaotic than it was a thousand years ago.”

“Isn’t this your story too? “You should have disappeared half a thousand years ago.”

“My brothers and I will leave when the given time is up, so you don’t have to worry.”

The fact that Luke’s sword reached Van first didn’t mean much. Rather, Luke became more aware the moment he cut Ban’s cheek. He spoke of the enormous gap between himself and his class.

I couldn’t possibly say it was the ‘same voice’. Just now, Luke had forcibly broken his balance in an attempt to turn the fight into a melee.

It was judged that the more dizzy the battle, the more blurred the gap would be. However, Ban’s attack was completely blocked with only a light cut on the cheek.

The battle was clearly being settled.

The two men’s swords were always where they should be, their footwork was always aimed at a predetermined space, and clashes occurred only at designated moments.

That was why Ban wanted to fight so much.

No matter how corrupted he was, it was true that Luke was a genius, so it was most efficient for the class to fight while suppressing the variables.

Therefore, force the enemy’s movement as needed, and sometimes inflict small wounds to do so.

That was how Van dealt with Luke now. Regardless of the level of creativity, it was also a method that could only be practiced from a position of purely achieving a much higher level of martial arts.

Blue swords rose like wings behind Luke’s back. It was the Night King’s Sword, the Raisin Sword, and the Raisin Sword.

The first temple of the Sun God Church was still avoiding being engulfed in flames, with only the area protected by Luke. As the battle began, the area naturally narrowed, and now only the sun god statue in the center of the sanctuary and some parts near it were intact.

Luke had a determined look on his face as if he wanted to protect that at all costs, but of course he had no intention of allowing half of it.

“Luke, the person who rose to the top and established the Thunder God Sword. But now none of us uses that sword. “Because it’s old.”

The blades of the Thunder God Sword were hitting Ban like crazy.

To those who can’t keep up with the speed, it will just appear as dozens of lights flashing and disappearing repeatedly.

However, half of them completely understood Raisinken. She was able to easily avoid the Raisin Sword by just moving one or two steps.

“So what you said about not forgetting your dream is a lie. If that were really true, then your sword should have a different shape from the one I learned while studying the feats you accomplished when I was young. Just as water that stops flowing inevitably rots, so does your sword.”

Sigmund stabbed the air.

However, the space that looked like empty space could be said to be the core of the Thunder God Sword, and Luke’s great sword lost its bearings at once.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that Luke’s inaction itself was lowered, but his sense of purpose was broken by a simple stab.

And now, Luke didn’t know how Ban had destroyed the Thunder God Sword. Even when I was alive, even to this moment when I became a high priest of the Sun God religion.

“The sword that removes all the fatal weaknesses of your Five Righteousness is the Myeongo Dominion Sword. “You probably already experienced it once through Brother Jin.”

Ban’s eyes began to burn blue.

The 10th Sword of the King’s Sword, Fighting Spirit,

Myeongwang Reign Sword – Dog

“I will show you again, so that you may know with glory.”

The wind becomes heavier.

A blue wind filled with brain energy instantly enveloped the sanctuary and the entire First Temple, which was burning outside.

‘this… … ‘Is this the result of evolving the Raisinken?’

Resembles.

The Emperor’s Reign Sword that started in front of Luke clearly resembled the Thunder God Sword. The process by which brain energy is deployed, the direction in which the sword moves, and even the way the user dominates space, everything.

I didn’t get this feeling when dealing with Jin in the underworld. The Myeongwang Reign Sword he unfolded bore no resemblance to the Raisin Sword.

Nevertheless, the swords that Jin and Ban unfold are the same. That inexplicable sensation confused Luke’s mind for a moment.

“Even if it’s called Changseong, in the end a sword is something that people use, and swordsmanship is just a way to kill an opponent. “Even though you were resurrected by the power of the sun god, you did not develop the method, and were only tied to the fact that you were Changseong and the illusion that you had not lost your fighting spirit.”

A person who has spent so much time and has not even been able to advance even a single sword technique will complete the world?

A sneer appeared on Ban’s lips after he spoke.

“Putting everything aside, if you defeat me in the end, what you say will become true. “Break this sword.”

Luke roared and rushed towards Ban.

Before he knew it, he had formed a new Thunder God Sword and wrapped his entire body with a blue blade like armor, and the white shining great sword looked like it could split the sky with a single blow. Just as everyone who has reached creativity can do so.

But this time too, he was unable to close the distance as he wanted.

Even though both legs were clearly moving forward, Ban was still far away, and the sword energy that left the blade and shot forward suddenly disappeared somewhere before reaching Ban.

The Myeongwang Reign Sword has no weaknesses.

At least that was Luke’s perception. Even though I hurriedly looked around to take down the Myeonwang Reign Sword first, I couldn’t find any weak points.

“Where are your brothers who traveled the world together now, Luke?”

Those words pierced Luke’s heart like a knife.

Pfft, big!

A bolt of lightning fell from somewhere and struck the statue. The statue, which had been protected without a scratch the whole time, was reduced to a broken stone, and Luke could not look back.

This was because Ban had suddenly narrowed the distance between him and him. Luke tried to calmly walk, but Ban’s sword was already stabbing him in the shoulder.

A piece of flesh fell to the floor. If it had been a little late, fragments of the light heart would have rolled on the floor instead of flesh.

Luke calmly swung his great sword, but Ban was already there.

Sigmund scratched Luke’s chest again. In the blue fog of the Emperor’s Reign Sword, Ban was appearing and disappearing repeatedly like a shadow. Luke couldn’t keep up with her speed or predict her speed.

“If they had been there, this sword would have looked less perfect to you now. You would have been strongest with them. You are not the sun god… … They should have been chosen.”

The Pluto King’s Sword’s brain energy became brighter and brighter, and Luke’s vision continued to darken.