The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 317

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Chapter 317

Raon smiled coldly, feeling the gaze of people shooting from all sides.

‘You’re looking at us funny.’

The madness emitted by the Gwangpungdan briefly shrank, but the audience’s eyes contained blatant disregard. Gwangpungdan swordsmen were looked down on, considering age, experience, and reputation.

‘If it’s natural, it’s natural.’

Gwangpungdan is younger than the warriors of other factions. The youngest here. It is understandable that they look at Gwangpundan lightly because the training time is as different as the age difference.

‘But I’m not old enough.’

Because the level of experience is different.

The actual combat and training that Gwangpungdan has undergone is second to none of the forces’ experience. They’ve been through a lot of chaos that could be overtaken by a difference of a year or a day.

– Now you’re trying to scare me.

Lars climbed onto the ice flower bracelet and frowned.

– Even the main king doesn’t feel comfortable with his subordinates, but it’s not like you. Envy, who treats his subordinates the most brutally in the Demon World, will look at you and stick out his tongue!

Lars, who had watched Gwangpungdan practice for two days, trembled his chin as if he was frightened.

‘okay?’

Raon laughed at Lars, who was having a blast.

‘I trained to the extent that Lars got tired of it, but I can’t lose.’

Since there was not much time, even though the intensity of the training was higher than that of the family, not a single member of the Gwangpungdan dropped out and raised the potential that had sunk beneath the body and mind.

If you laugh at the Gwangpungdan, which can draw all the power with madness, the victory or defeat will be decided at once.

“Hmm.”

Raon looked into Gwangpungdan’s eyes with a satisfied smile. Yellow madness was piercingly embedded in the center of her pupils.

‘I’m the one that’s headed for that madness. Should I laugh at this or cry?’

Gwangpungdan seemed to want to beat himself, who had suffered for two days, not the warriors of the Six Emperors who would soon be fighting.

“I will reveal the brackets from now on!”

When the host at the arena gestured, the wizards revealed the expert level match in the air. Due to the large number of participants, a huge number of rounds of 128 was created.

“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Three Princes are the sixth! Fighting against the League of Beasts!”

“Princess Jaina! Please win!”

“The value of the name is no joke. Nothing looks boring!”

Most of them were famous warriors and wizards, so the audience cheered and waited for the start of the tournament.

‘Our first confrontation is… .’

Raon found the name of the Gwangpungdan who fought first in the cheers.

‘It’s Burren.’

It was a satisfactory match to say that it was the first time that Burren, who played the role of the eldest brother of the Gwangpungdan, was.

‘And the opponent is Rickel Robert.’

Although not a direct descendant of the Romert family, he is a swordsman in his early 20s who has made his reputation known for his splendid swordsmanship. The original Burren would be a formidable opponent, but since he has grown through this training, he should be able to deal with them.

“uh… .”

“Well, that person looks much older than me… .”

“Um… .”

“No, it’s ruined.”

The faces of the Gwangpungdan prosecutors hardened as they looked at the matches and confirmed their opponents. They were intimidated by the reaction of the audience, who felt as if they had already lost, and seemed to think that they were worth their name compared to their famous seniors.

“Everyone pay attention.”

Raon clapped his hands and drew the attention of the Gwangpungdan.

“You know that, right? That no one predicts Sieghart’s victory in this arena right now.”

“Um… .”

“shit… .”

Gwangpungdan grinded their teeth. Even in his half-mad state, he looked like he was proud of himself.

“Aren’t you going to be angry?”

Looking at the angry Gwangpungdan, Raon shrugged his shoulders.

“What do you mean?”

Burren, whose cheeks had become thinner after two days, tilted his head.

“This is a stage for you guys.”

He spread his arms out and pointed at the crowd of onlookers.

“Wouldn’t it be fun to make those cheeky faces that look at you guys easy and already predict defeat, stained with astonishment?”

“ah!”

“that… .”

Upon hearing those words, the eyes of the Gwangpungdan swordsmen erased the madness and heat burned. They clenched their fists as they watched the audience.

“that’s right. It will be fun.”

Marta, darkened under her eyes, licked her lips while watching the audience.

“Seeing those idiots drop their jaws, they won’t need side dishes for dinner tonight.”

“I really miss you.”

“Is your heart pounding?”

Gwangpungdan looked at the spectators and bit their lips. His expression seemed a little more excited than mad.

‘The temperature is a little low.’

It’s not bad right now, but it seemed like it needed a bit more madness to show its full potential.

“In my view, all of you have met opponents who can beat you well enough.”

Raon raised his chin while looking at Gwangpungdan.

“Unless the Gwangpungdan meet, in case you lose… .”

With eyes burning with more madness than Gwangpungdan, he rolled up his lips.

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“As soon as I return to my family, I will continue the training I have been doing for a month.”

“Keuk!”

“Damn it… .”

“Geuhup… .”

Gwangpungdan let out a breathless moan. The madness that had sunk in their eyes rose like wildfire.

Koo-goo-goo-goo!

Raon smiled as he faced the madness that was more eerie than life.

“It’s just the right temperature.”

* * *

“Owen’s kingdom, Charlie Wiebin’s victory!”

“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The young knight of Owen Kingdom, who had won against the knight of Balkar, raised his hands and returned the cheers of the audience.

After briefly enjoying the moment of victory, he went down the arena with a smile on his face, and the fallen knight bit his lip with a pale complexion.

“Let’s start the next match. Burren Sieghardt and Rickel Robert!”

“Oooh! Sieghard vs. Robert!”

“A showdown between the swordsmanship families!”

“But won’t it be easy to win?”

“yes. Rickel is a swordsman who reached the highest level of expert a long time ago. It also has the nickname White Sword.”

The audience predicted Rickel’s victory before it even started. Until now, most of the people with high reputation had won, so their judgment was unstoppable.

“Whoa.”

Rickel Robert came up to the arena and let out a short breath.

‘Burren Sieghartra.’

it must be light

He was a 19-year-old kid who had never heard of it. Even so, he was a direct descendant of him and was the leader of a military group, but he was never his own opponent.

‘It’s Sieghard anyway. It’s a place with only one glen.’

Until recently, Glenn overpowered the White Blood Religion and Tacheon. There was nothing to see because Glenn was strong and the others weren’t.

‘It would be better to finish quickly.’

Since it was a tournament, I didn’t want to waste time and energy on Sieghart’s puppies. He had to finish as quickly as possible and prepare for the next battle.

that buck

A child called Burren came up from the other side. It’s been a while since he called his name, but seeing him come up now, he seemed nervous.

‘It would have been easier if I had been nervous.’

I looked at Buren, who came up with a light smile. Thin blue hair and eyes… . Why are his eyes like that?

‘Did the color change at all?’

A more terrible madness was burning in Burren’s eyes than when he entered. Not sparring, but actual combat. It also felt as if he was fighting a real battle with his life at stake.

“Uh, hey, are you both ready?”

The moderator also swallowed dry saliva as if he felt something strange.

“yes.”

Burren nodded as if possessed by something.

“Well, I’m ready.”

Nodding to Rickel Robert, who narrowed her eyes, the moderator went down to the arena.

“Then let’s start the sixth match!”

As soon as the host lowered his hand, Rickel Robert kicked the ground.

‘as soon as possible!’

Verren’s eyes sent chills down his spine. She lunged to her left and struck her sword down to finish it once and for all. The white wave sword’s intense swordsmanship, modeled after a wave, fell diagonally.

Whoa!

Surprisingly, Burren lightly twisted his sword and knocked out the white wave sword’s herbivore.

“Anyway, let’s do it!”

Rickell swung his wrist and fired a second sword strike. It was Baek Soo Ho-young of the young Baekpagum with a stronger aura and flow than just a moment ago.

Chiyiying!

However, this time, Rickel’s sword attack failed to break through Burren’s defense and faded away.

‘It’s quite the way. Is there a way?’

Even if he was young, he was Sieghart’s direct descendant. It doesn’t seem like it should be taken lightly.

oh oh oh!

Rickel breathed calmly and raised her Danjeon’s aura by more than half.

“Block this one too!”

Jumped to the left and slashed the sword. The faster and stronger swordsmanship aimed at Burren’s waist.

“Huh!”

Burren was not taken aback when he saw the sword, which had changed in status from just before. After slightly stepping aside, the cold wind fired a sword strike.

Whoa!

The power of swordsmanship is a whistle. Burren was looking at Rickel without being pushed back in the slightest.

“What is this… .”

Rickel’s chin shook. Even though he pulled out more than 60% of his aura, the guy named Beren didn’t get pushed out. I couldn’t understand what the hell was going on.

“I’m sorry… .”

Something like thick smoke flowed from Burren’s mouth.

“There is a reason you should never lose. Especially for you… .”

He gritted his teeth and jumped in.

“You cheeky bastard!”

Rickel drew out the aura with full force and thrust out his sword. The silver blade rippled, creating waves of powerful swordsmanship.

‘I can’t stop this!’

It was the season of the white wave sword, whose power and change became stronger the more the enemy evaded or defended. It was a herbivorous food he had saved for the next opponent, but now was not the time to cover it up.

“It’s over… uh?”

Rickel’s eyes widened. Burren did not evade or retreat, but rushed through the mighty sword.

“Uh, how can you destroy swordsmanship!”

“The law of destruction? I don’t know anything like that!”

A maddened spirit erupted from Burren’s lips.

“If you lose, you die!”

The sword falls with him.

Aaaaaang!

The tremendous will and energy carried by his sword shattered Rikel’s temper and lodged itself in his shoulder.

“Keep it!”

Rickel screamed and sat down. Missing his sword, he looked up at Burren with swaying eyes like a sailboat hit by waves.

“uh. uh huh?”

“Rickel lost… .”

“Eh, does this make sense?”

“It’s not like the age difference is one or two years!”

“Well, what… .”

The audience witnessed a scene they could not have imagined and their jaws trembled. Their wide eyes stared at Burren.

“You, what are you… .”

Rickel’s hand trembled and called out to Burren, but he only looked at his own hand.

‘what. this… .’

While receiving Raon’s training, he didn’t want to die, so he just swung his sword in a fit of madness, but before he knew it, Rickel had collapsed.

‘How did I win?’

Rickel is a fairly well-known swordsman. Even in this tournament, he is not a favorite, but he easily defeated someone who was considered to be going lightly into the quarterfinals.

“Burr, Burren Sieghardt’s victory!”

Hearing the announcer’s victory declaration, Burren looked back. He was smiling lightly as if Raon had done well.

‘What have you done to us again!’

You son of a demon king!

* * *

Wow!

Unlike Burren, Marta rushed at the opponent from the beginning and struck down the sword. The knight of Valkar, who was said to be the best in terms of defense against an attack more ferocious than the League of Beasts, rolled on the floor with his armor torn.

“With this, 10 out of 10 approvals.”

If Marta wins, the Gwangpungdan has won all 10 of the 10 battles. Gwangpungdan was the only one who had won everything so far.

“this is right?”

“And, Gwangpungdan was this strong?”

“They’re still young, how… .”

“Eh, this is kind of a stretch, but don’t swordsmen Sieghart look like crazy dogs?”

“therefore. It’s not a frenzy, it’s a mad dog… .”

The audience was now shaking their lips without even gasping.

– Hmm.

Lars narrowed his eyes as he looked at Martha, who had split the knight’s breastplate.

– Originally, the power that has grown through training and fighting does not immediately convert into skill, but sinks to the bottom of the body and mind and then slowly emerges.

‘that’s right. Because the growth method of force is stepwise.’

Raon nodded. Unless he has abilities like himself, most unmanned people’s growth is stair-stepped. You don’t climb right away, you need time to adapt to grow.

-But you forcibly applied plaster to the unfinished stairs and pulled them up. It’s hard for other people to do even though they know it, but this terrible guy… .

‘It’s not that I’m terrible, it’s because the kids followed me well.’

It’s not just the instructors who can bring out their skills. It was possible because all the Gwangpungdan swordsmen followed him.

-Follow me? Were you all about to die?

Ras looked at Martha, who was still in the arena, with her chin shaking.

-Beef girl is naturally fierce, but not to that extent! Is that a mad dog or a human!

At the words of the guy, I saw the arena. Even though he had won, Martha’s black eyes were still shining bright yellow.

‘It’s just right.’

Raon smiled and nodded.

‘Because humans need a bit of madness.’

-a little?

Lars shook his head.

-That’s not a bit, isn’t it just a madwoman!

* * *

The top floor of Owen’s palace.

Originally, five transcendentalists gathered in a conference hall to discuss important issues related to the royal family.

“Did I say that it will go on until the 4th round today?”

Chamber, the great wizard of the movie, twisted his red hair with his fingers and smacked his lips.

“yes. The semifinals and finals will be held tomorrow. We will be there too.”

Derus smiled lightly and nodded.

“There is no point in fighting a duel. Regardless of whether it is an expert or a master, all of our children must be climbing.”

Yawang Ogram smoked a glass of wine on the table at once, then showed his teeth and laughed.

“It won’t be that easy. I wasn’t playing with other people.”

King Lecross lightly shook his hand. Confidence overflowed from his eyes.

“It’s been our restaurant since the old days.”

Chamber laughed at Ogram.

“Aren’t you going to be robbed again?”

“Close that snout.”

Ogram crumbled the goblet he was holding in his hand and widened his eyes.

“Our prosecutors won’t be easily pushed.”

Derus smiled lightly and tapped the table with his fingers.

“I have some friends who have recently had an epiphany.”

“enlightenment? A skewer stabbed with clumsy realization cannot pierce the trained body.”

Ogram looked at Derus and twisted his mouth.

“That proud body gets pierced by our magic every time.”

Chamber giggled at Ogram.

“You shut up!”

Perhaps it was true that he was being pushed back, but Ogram couldn’t refute Chamber’s words.

“Well, it could be. But if I don’t know anything else, I’m confident in the master duel.”

Clear trust was reflected in Derus’ eyes as clear as the sea.

“I guess you mean the blue sword. Certainly his growth was dazzling. but… .”

King Lecross nodded slowly and continued.

“Sir Borini Keaton has reached a new level. It will be a fun match if the two of them stick together.”

“joy. Those little guys were pretty good. However, if you were caught in Garona’s hand, your limbs would be torn apart like a rag being squeezed. Because he ripped Drake to pieces with his bare hands.”

Ogram said he was confident and raised a hand the size of a pot lid.

“It’s the same no matter how old you are. Aren’t you all tired?”

Chambers smiled, sweeping the hair that fell over his forehead. She turned her gaze to Glenn, who maintained her silence until now.

“How is your uncle? Did you say Gwangpungdan? How far do you think those kids will go?”

“… … .”

Glenn didn’t answer as if he wasn’t interested and stayed still with his chin resting.

“Anyway, it’s no fun.”

Chamber clicked his tongue briefly and turned his head.

“Of course. You know best that there is no chance of winning.”

Ogram gave Glenn a cold smile.

“The kid named Raon, who is going to the master duel, is also the one who was kidnapped. To say that an unmanned person was kidnapped, I bit my tongue and died. There won’t be a single kid named Sieghart in the top 4. Even the things that look like are immature.”

“Well, that was inevitable. With Merlin and the 10 apostles, it is not easy for anyone to escape.”

Derus took Glenn’s side and smacked his lips.

“Of course, it is true that it is a bit difficult for the current Seolhwa Swordsman to reach the semifinals. I don’t know in a few years… .”

“Come on, I have a slightly different opinion, but let’s talk about the confrontation later.”

King Lecross shook his hand and looked behind him. Waiting attendants brought the papers and set them down on the table.

“River 4? You talk bullshit.”

When the papers were placed in front of the heads of the Six Emperors and the attendants all left, Glenn was the first to speak.

“Raon and Gwangpundan have accumulated experiences that transcend their age. The will of children who have experienced one defeat is burning thicker than before.”

The other chiefs’ mouths were tightly shut at his cool voice, which seemed to contain murderous intent.

“Never be pushed back by force or mind. And above all… .”

The fingertips of the chiefs trembled thinly at Glenn’s eerie gaze.

“My children are the cutest.”

“… ?”

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