The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 486

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Chapter 486

“Yaaaaaa!”

Crane let out a scream, not a spirit, and threw down his sword. The fierce swordsmanship that wrapped around her flesh bent like a whip and struck Geron’s whole body.

“Keugh… … .”

Jeron couldn’t handle the crane’s sword force extending from the front, and his hand holding the sword trembled.

‘Gap!’

Crane didn’t miss the moment when Geron’s arm was shaking. He pushed the ground and thrust the sword into his arm.

Kyaaaaang!

The overlapping shock exploded and Jeron let go of the sword as blood splattered from his grip.

Chiying!

Crane aimed the sword at Jeron’s neck, blocking the path so that he could not grab the sword again.

“I lost, I lost.”

Geron lowered his head and admitted his defeat.

“victor! Sieghart’s crane!”

The referee raised his hand and declared Crane victorious.

“next!”

Crane let out a heavy breath and snapped a finger at the waiting list in the VIP section.

“Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“As expected, Sieghart! It’s cool!”

“It hasn’t been long since I exceeded the terms and conditions, what kind of ambition! Are all Sieghart like that?”

“What a madman. It’s not like they call the gwangpungdae gwanggyeon brigade for nothing!”

The spectators cheered as if they liked Crane’s bold spirit and clamored for the next fight to begin.

Fighting!

Unlike his first opponent, Jeron, a warrior with a long body like a praying mantis came up to the arena. He raised his head proudly after shooting a sparring field with a long spear.

“I’m Logian from Sekrine!”

“Sieghard’s Crane!”

“Choose your breath.”

“No need.”

Crane said he didn’t need a break and looked at the referee.

“hmm… … .”

The referee, who received attention, came up to the arena and looked at the two in turn.

“Are you both ready?”

“I am ready.”

“… … .”

Logian calmly answered the referee’s question, and Crane only nodded.

“Then let’s start the second duel!”

As soon as he announced the start of the duel, Crane lunged right at Logian.

“Huh!”

Logian took a step back and threw a spear forward. The blue oleander-infused spear blade advanced fiercely.

Whoa!

An exquisite move using the window distance. It was a fierce attack that would have forced a normal swordsman to step back, but it didn’t work for Crane, who had something even scarier than that.

“Keugh!”

Crane did not back down even though the spear blade tore his shoulder, and dug into Logian’s space.

“Um… … .”

Logian widened his eyes as if he hadn’t expected the crane to enter while being hit by a spear. He stepped on his footsteps and moved to the right as if sliding.

“Where!”

As if not wanting to miss the momentum once captured, the crane surged forward like a flash attack and struck down Logian’s waist with a sword strike.

Whoa!

Logian hurriedly swung the spear pole and tried to prepare for defense, but Crane’s sword strike had already reached a perfect pitch.

Aww!

Logian’s spearhead was broken, and he fell from the arena and rolled on the floor.

“Hoo-wook… … .”

Crane lifted his chin, wiping his bloody shoulder.

“next!”

For an instant, silence fell throughout the arena. Raon and Gwangpungdae were the only ones who did not move as if it was natural.

“I will take on the challenge this time.”

The knight who was sitting in the VIP seat on the right came up to the arena. He was a master who could feel the heavy energy like the armor he was wearing.

“I am Hopen from the Holy Kingdom of Supern.”

He was a soldier from the Holy Kingdom of Spern who had come to Sieghart’s lodgings and applied for sparring.

“Sieghard’s Crane.”

Crane tapped the wound on his shoulder to show that there was nothing wrong with it.

The referee immediately started the duel after seeing the two fighters’ ready signs.

“Huh!”

Crane held his breath and stepped on the steps. Hopen’s level is different from the opponents so far. To win, he had to put all his energy into it from the start.

Tuong!

It stimulates the muscles of the whole body and strikes down the sword. The aura that explodes with the body has become faster and sharper. The sword blade, sharpened like an awl, bent toward Hopen’s armor.

“It’s crazy.”

A light resembling dawn fog blooms from the blade of the sword that Hopen held with both hands. It was the holy power of the Paladins of Supern.

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Kwagwagwang!

The aura sword and the sword sword of divine power collided, and a shock sound resounded in succession as if the brain was crying.

It was Crane who continued the offensive, but Hopen did not move on the spot with his holy power wrapped around him like a shield.

“shit!”

Crane bit his lip, looking into Hopen’s calm eyes.

‘If I lose like this, the devil won’t stand still!’

If you lose without breaking Hopen’s holy power shield, concentration training will be waiting for you. I had to break that shield anyway.

‘We have to win here.’

After firing the sword in succession, the sword was thrown back. It was time to condense the sword and try to use the season to pierce the shield of divine power.

Whoa!

Hopen, noticing that the combo had ended, condensed his holy power and raised a thick white greatsword.

“Now it is my turn.”

As if to put an end to it at once, Hopen bent down with the greatsword with compressed divine power.

“profit!”

Abandoning the season that Crane was using, he raised his sword to get rid of Hopen’s sword attack.

However, he couldn’t overcome the force of the great sword and fell to the floor of the arena with his arms folded.

“Cheuk, oh, still… … .”

“It’s done.”

“Not yet!”

“Even if it happens, the result is the same.”

“Keugh… … .”

Crane tried to stand up, but Hoppen shook his head, putting a sword to his throat.

“If you do this, you might die… … .”

“Kill! Better to kill! Kill me now!”

He screamed at Hopen as if to kill him immediately.

“uh… … .”

“Su, the winner, Hopen of the Holy Kingdom of Spern!”

As Hoppen blinked in bewilderment, the referee came over and made the decision.

“Damn it!”

At the referee’s declaration, Crane struck the ground with a weak fist.

“eww… … .”

He stood up with a sneaky look and came down the arena and stood in front of Raon.

“Sorry, sorry… … .”

“He fought well. The first and second opponents got tired of you and couldn’t even show their skills.”

Raon shook his head as he stopped the bleeding on Crane’s shoulder, which was bleeding again.

“Really? then… … .”

“But in the third duel, I was impatient with the opponent’s defense, so I foolishly gathered my strength and got beaten up. thus… … .”

He smiled as he lightly tapped Crane on the shoulder after he had stopped the bleeding.

“Winning Concentration Training.”

“Ahhh… … .”

Crane let out a scream he hadn’t let out even when defeated and collapsed foaming.

“next.”

When Raon gestured, the windmill swordsman right behind jumped up onto the arena.

“This is Pitran from the Sieghart Wind Wind!”

“Hmm, I’m Hopen of the Spern Kingdom.”

The referee confirmed the condition of the two men and restarted the match.

“Yayayayaya!”

After seeing Crane fighting well and receiving concentration training, Pitran drove Hopen with madness in his eyes.

“die! die!”

Cold sweat dripped down Hopen’s forehead at Fitran’s murderous intent, fighting with madness in his eyes.

‘Why are these humans doing this!’

* * *

The duel contest held by Xin Zhuo Ling was different from the Duel match held by Lu Huang.

Instead of accepting participants separately, the warriors who want to participate in the duel come directly to the arena and compete, after which the winner remains and the loser goes down.

The duel continues in this way, and the winner of this competition is the one who remains on the arena until there is no challenger. It was the most fitting way to celebrate.

Because the more late you come to the arena, the more likely you are to win, so the warriors of famous families and kingdoms were waiting quietly without stepping out first, but one place was different.

Even after sending Crane to the first duel, Sieghart continued sending swordsmen up to participate in all duels.

Now, after more than 60 sparring battles, the duel was proceeding with the same structure as Sieghart vs. other forces.

“Sieghart enjoys the festival properly.”

“I know. Unlike other families, they don’t notice anything and keep coming up.”

“People and families are cool. Because I will cheer you on.”

“Isn’t it good for swordsmen to do their best and not spare themselves? From the expression on his face, he says he is full of sincerity.”

“I can understand why you are doing yukhwang yukhwang. The texture is different.”

“Sieghart! win!”

In fact, the Gwangpungdae prosecutors just wanted to avoid Raon’s concentration training, but more than half of the spectators cheered by shouting Sieghart’s name, as if they liked the Gwangpungdae who fought madly.

Raon looked up at the arena while receiving cheers from the audience.

“Huh… … .”

Dorian’s shoulders trembled, his sword clenched tightly. He bit his lip as he watched the sparks of strong ki emanate from his opponent’s sword.

“Why am I with Master… … .”

In fact, I thought that the swordsman of the light wind belt could hold out a little longer, but suddenly the master. It was also the appearance of an unmanned person who had risen to the lower ranks beyond the entrance, and the deputy chiefs fell too easily. Except for the captain, the only swordsman up there was Dorian.

‘They said it was Calon.’

Dorian’s opponent was Calon, a direct descendant of Defn, a master of swordsmanship famous for his quick swordsmanship. It seems that he has little practical experience, but he showed that he was not lazy in training.

“Surrender.”

Calon pointed his sword at Dorian and gave him a chin.

“A swordsman can never win if he is intimidated by his opponent.”

He gestured lightly, as if to abstain, not to waste time.

“cowardice? I was scared. however… … .”

Dorian bit his lip as he glanced not at Calon, but at Raon under the arena.

“It’s not because of you that I’m really scared!”

He shouted that he was frightened by a real madman and charged Calon. The blade he threw out spread to five, creating waves of blue swords.

“joy.”

Calon snorted and drew his sword lightly as if chasing a fly.

Kyaaaaaang!

It was a swing that seemed like a joke, but the result was not light. The sword strike, which was filled with exquisite techniques, was mercilessly split by waves of sword skills.

“Ugh!”

Dorian tried to attack again, but he was hit by Calon’s extreme swordsmanship and was thrown out of the arena.

“Keek… … .”

He was shocked and his whole body trembled.

“ruined… … .”

A shadow fell over Dorian’s head as he sighed, thinking it was over. It was Raon with a calm expression.

“Boo, vice-lord?”

“Good work. You held up well.”

Raon raised Dorian up and brushed the dust off his body.

“Go, thank you… … .”

“However, if you moved while reading the opponent’s moves instead of just randomly throwing the sword at the end, you should be able to withstand at least 3 more moves.”

“ah… … .”

Dorian’s complexion turned pale as if he had predicted the outcome.

“Thus, you also win the concentration enhancement training.”

“Quaaaaaagh! No! please!”

Dorian shook his head as he grabbed the hem of Raon’s trousers.

“Okay, go get some treatment!”

Raon kicked the rampaging Dorian, sent him to the treatment room, and looked up at the arena.

‘That must be difficult.’

Calon is a soldier who has finished adapting to the lower level of the master. He was at the level of competing with Mark Goetton, so he was a tough opponent to beat even if he put up Marta, Runan, and Burren in turn.

‘Still, it will be a good experience.’

It was a good opportunity to face a different master than Mark Goetton, so it will be of great help to all three captains.

“Martha.”

He motioned for Martha to come out.

“I’m calling you now. I thought I was dying of boredom.”

Marta stroked her ebony hair and headed for the arena. He didn’t look nervous in the slightest even though he had a master with a high level in front of him.

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Martha’s back as she moved forward with heavy steps like a lion.

‘The temperament. No, his personality has changed.’

Martha’s disposition has been steadily changing since she saw the white-blooded religious leader, but lately, it seems like she’s seeing a completely different person.

‘It’s like that from training.’

In the past, Martha would never have trained with Buren or Runan without receiving help from Limer. These days, it was even said that her soul had changed because she was taking care of her crew one by one.

‘It must have been influenced by others like me.’

I felt like I knew what it felt like because I went through the same change. It is clear that a major change is taking place in her life, as her colleagues and friends intervene in Marta’s mindset, which she thinks only of herself.

-It’s as you say. The Beef Girl has definitely changed.

Lars looked at Martha’s back and lowered his lips.

– The anger that burned in that child’s chest subsided. Her attractiveness has gone down a lot.

The guy shook his head, saying that his anger had disappeared and his impression had deteriorated.

‘Isn’t that usually the opposite?’

Raon gave off a friendly earthy scent and smiled lightly as he looked at Martha.

‘If I do well, I might be able to work today.’

* * *

Martha went up to the arena and faced Calon.

‘It counts dirty.’

You can tell just by looking at the sharp momentum rising from Calon’s whole body. The swordsman in front of him was not at a level that he could defeat.

‘but… … ‘

You can’t declare defeat before fighting.

It’s not the style of Gwangpungdae to get scared and back down even though they haven’t even crossed swords. No matter how sparring it was, I had to hold onto it with the determination that my limbs would break.

“Martha, leader of Sieghart’s Wind Wind Team 1.”

Unlike the other Gwangpungdae swordsmen, Marta clearly revealed her affiliation and grabbed the swordsman.

“Kalon of the Defn family.”

As a member of the famous family, Calon also politely revealed his name in front of the young Marta.

“Are you both ready?”

To the referee’s question, Martha and Kalon answered with their eyes.

“The match begins!”

He lowered his hand and went down the arena, but the two did not move.

“Whoa… … .”

Marta didn’t rush at it like usual, but slowly awakened the aura of Danjeon and took out the opponent’s energy.

‘Unconditionally pushed from the front.’

An unmanned man of a similar level could overwhelm him with the firmness of his Titan Aura, but his opponent is far superior in many ways. I didn’t rush at it recklessly, I had to aim for an opening.

“Are you not coming? It’s different from what I’ve heard.”

Calon held his sword in the middle and narrowed his eyes.

“What did you hear?”

“I heard that if you call her a demon, she will run right away.”

“I’m not a rabble girl!”

Marta frowned and kicked the arena. The ground she stepped on shattered like pieces of dried leaves.

“Ah, the rake sword. You made a mistake.”

Calon said he knew that and swung his sword with a smile.

“If you know, apologize first!”

Marta went wild, as if furious, but her head was cold.

‘Move concisely.’

I saw Calon deal with Dorian, but he didn’t show his true feelings. From the start he had to push with full force and take the lead.

Whoa!

Calon’s wrists turned as Martha poured the energy of the earth into the yellow-tinged sword. Extreme swordsmanship. His blade extended like a ray of light and slashed at his neck.

‘What’s so fast!’

The sword struck first, but it was Calon’s sword that approached first.

‘shit!’

Marta drained the power from the sword and increased its speed.

Wow!

Swords collided with swords, and there was a roar that sounded like a building collapsing.

“Keugh… … .”

Martha let out a low moan as she pushed Calon’s sword away.

‘I feel like my grip is about to tear.’

Although Calon wasn’t using strong skills, due to the difference in level of Aura, the Titan’s Aura began to wear off. If he hadn’t done his best from the beginning, he would have been thrown out in one blow like the others.

“Are you also the leader? Quite right.”

“Don’t judge me.”

Martha bit her lip and stepped on the advance with her left foot. He drew the power of the earth and struck down the sword as it was.

Whoa!

Calon’s pupils widened at the sword strike, which was stronger than the first blow.

“I thought it was power, wasn’t it?”

“I told you to shut up.”

“It’s tricky.”

Kalon lowered his eyebrows slightly and dragged the sword in the middle. It was entwined with sharpness in a fast and accurate sword. It was a master-like swordsmanship with high perfection.

“Huh!”

Marta held her breath and took a step with her left foot. Raising all of her physical strength, she gripped her sword.

‘My strong point is rushing power.’

Lyon said. The biggest weapon I have is the spirit to advance without fear of the opponent.

‘I’ll show you what the stormtrooper captain can do.’

The condensed muscles and aura exploded at once and he raised his sword. A fearsome aura spread from the swordplay that surged from scratching the arena.

“This is quite… … .”

Calon nodded his head and bent his wrist as if to shake off his clothes. The blade of the sword, covered with sword energy, fell as a bolt of lightning.

Wow!

As the second sword strike collided, fragments of the fierce aura spread to the son-in-law.

Calon and Martha exchanged sword strikes in the midst of the aura explosions, as if they believed in the auras wrapped around each other.

“Would you like to back off?”

Calon shook her hand as she watched blood burst from Marta’s shoulder and abdomen.

“Close your mouth and swing your sword!”

The more injured Marta was, the more powerful her aura was and she poured sword strikes. She gave up her defenses, channeling all her auras into her attacks, but her sword of Calon didn’t budge a bit.

“Admit it. If it was the beginning of the Master, I might have been pushed back. However… … .”

The light reflected on Calon’s sword became thicker and a mighty wind pressure rose. It was a quick swordsmanship in a way that imprisoned the opponent’s body.

At that moment, a yellow brain flashed above Martha’s eyes.

‘Now!’

When Calon changed his swordsmanship to finish the game quickly, a very small gap was revealed. That gap was his only chance to beat him.

Whoops!

It amplified the heartbeat and caused a berserk. My vision turned red, and someone’s echo rose in my head.

– Hand over your body! Don’t kill anyone in the world!

A tempting voice calling out to surrender.

‘Shut up.’

Martha bit her lip and pushed the voice away. Taking only the power hidden in her madness, she plunged her sword into Calon’s gap.

Aaaaaaagh!

The aura that exploded from the dantian and swelled through the heart exploded on top of the sword.

“Aww!”

Calon’s sword was pushed back, and he let out a harsh moan. He didn’t even know that it would cause a frenzy in an instant.

Martha’s chin trembled. Her lungs seemed to have shrunk as she struggled to breathe as she tried to keep her sanity in the berserk.

‘Still, I keep going!’

The time to operate berserk while maintaining reason is extremely short. If you miss the moment, there is no chance.

He threw out the spirit of the Ten Hujis, which contained the heaviness and heat of the earth. A mighty wave of air surged from the ground and pushed back Calon’s sword.

Aaaaaaagh!

The gymnasium exploded one after another, tearing the uniform that Calon was wearing, and thin streams of blood flowed from his lips.

‘like this… … ah!’

As he continued to push and try to end the game, a different light rose from Calon’s sword.

Whoa!

It causes a berserk, and the sword energy entwined with an aura twice as high is mercilessly cut off. Ganggi. Calon finally operated the sword steel.

“Big… … .”

Calon, as if his pride was hurt, pushed Marta with the sword steel, frowning.

Jijijijijik!

The shields of Aura that Marta created around Titan’s Aura were torn like paper.

“This is it.”

The strong air from Calon’s sword reached Martha’s throat before she knew it. A thin stream of blood flowed from her neck.

“Admit it. To be honest, I didn’t know that I would be able to use it until the end.”

He nodded his head, saying that Martha’s skills were far above rumors.

“You will surpass me not too far away. But not today.”

Kalon gestured to abstain without lowering his sword.

“Hoo-wook… … .”

Martha let out a heavy breath and closed her eyes. She hadn’t turned off her berserk yet, so the ringing in her head continued, and her whole body felt like it was splitting open.

She slowly lifted her eyelids without answering Calon’s call.

“My mouth never speaks of defeat.”

“Martha Sieghard!”

“I can’t keep backing down.”

“This is just sparring! Are you willing to risk your life here?”

“You don’t know. How far I have backed away.”

Martha bit her lip.

‘I have no place to retreat now.’

The monster that occupied the mother’s body is a transcendental being that surpasses even a grand master. No matter how sparring it is, I can’t retreat now. The age to be taken care of because you are young has passed. You can become strong by risking your life in everything.

Awesome!

Martha raised her whole body strength once again while maintaining her berserk.

“White Sword Dragon! dry it! What is this in a mere duel!”

Calon looked at Raon as if he thought Martha was not talking.

“Why should I stop?”

Raon looked at Martha’s back for a moment, then turned his gaze to Calon.

“At this rate, death or serious injury… … .”

“The first team leader of the windmill is not a person who moves thoughtlessly. I am where I am now, of my own will. Even if you die or get seriously injured, it is your choice.”

He didn’t move from the spot as if he believed Martha.

The other Gwangpungdae swordsmen also looked at Martha with trusting eyes.

Martha bit her lip. Her whole body trembled at the trust she had for the first time from anyone but her mother.

In the past, I wouldn’t have cared about what others did, but I don’t anymore. Their feelings came through.

oh oh

An emotion different from the anger he has lived with for the rest of his life warmly soaks his heart.

The majestic aura that rises from the ground where you stand on your feet penetrates your body and mind.

A terrifyingly gigantic ecstasy wrapped around his entire body, and the aura that had been exposed to the ground boiled like wildfire.

Koo-goo-goo-goo!

A blazing yellow flame pushed away Calon’s sword, which was aimed at his neck.

Pood de deude deuk!

Martha broke through the arena and moved forward. She was shot as if her body had been turned into a bolt of lightning, and within seconds she was dispelled with the weight of a mountain.

The blurry black air that seemed to disappear at any moment twisted and twisted, creating a twilight-like halo of light.

“this!”

When Calon saw the aura of Martha’s sword, he was frightened and stretched out his strong energy.

Woo woo woo!

Martha sweeps her right hand down with her eyes as if possessed by a sword. The beast of twilight hiding in the heaviness opened its mouth towards Calon’s river.

Aaaaaaagh!

The vermilion sunset collided with the blue waves, and an intense storm swept through the gymnasium.

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