Chapter 178

Those who are born are called third class,
Those who strive are second-class.
Those who enjoy are first-class.
So they say.
But what do you call those who have surpassed the first class?
The third class is a realm that nature can never reach.
That is genius.
A common term for those with heavenly talent.
And those who have reached the category of genius are the ones who cultivate it and express their excellence beyond what the naturally gifted can strive for and enjoy.
It didn’t take long for Galpyeong to realize that he was in that category of genius and that he was different. He was able to defeat a first-class swordsman with his mediocre third-class swordsmanship, and he was able to defeat a peak master with the secret weapon he had stolen from the first-class swordsman, proving to himself that he was a genius.
I am a genius.
If there was one thing Galpyeong had learned from his countless deaths in the days when he had nothing to fear, it was that many in the world were afraid of death.
So what.
Asa, like dying of hunger.
Dying because you picked up the wrong medicine and there’s no way to get it right away.
Sudden death, where you don’t know how or when you’re going to die, or sudden death.
But for Galpyeong, who had witnessed countless deaths, death was not something he was afraid of, and so he faced the world fearlessly, and as a genius, he came to enlightenment faster than anyone else.
He realized that the only way to survive is to jump in to die.
Even when he reached his peak, he ran and swung his sword like a racehorse that never stopped.
When he broke through the gates of the Ten Thousand Gates and became the master of the Ten Thousand Gates through the logic of power.
When he defeated the gatekeeper of the Black River Gate, the Netherblood, and absorbed the Black River Gate.
When he united the mighty Four Great Sects and ascended to the name of the Four Great Heavenly Sects.
And when he defeated the Sword Demon Emperor and earned the title of Safa First Sword, it became clear.
You are definitely a heaven-sent talent.
Therefore, do not stop, and pacify the Zhongyuan Realm.
Kaaaaaang!
A sound that shatters the mind, a bombastic binge.
A burst of qi, and a young man’s words, hurled at the freshly awakened Galpai.
“The Greatest Sword in the World, the title you’ve always wanted.”
……The mouth that holds the Greatest Sword in the World opens once more.
“I’ll take it.”
For some reason, the moment he heard those words, Galpyeong couldn’t help but laugh. He couldn’t help but laugh.
And he instinctively felt that this man in front of him,
“You are my enemy?”
Galpyeong, this was the first enemy he had ever encountered in his life as a swordsman.
He had spent a lifetime seeking the pinnacle of his craft, and now he was faced with the sword of a young man.
There was no one in Sapa who could communicate solely through the sword.
Unlike the others, who were all greedy and desperate for their own territory, he stretched out his sword with a sharpness that was unparalleled.
His swordsmanship made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and Galpyeong was forced to perform the ritual several times without realizing it.
The Six-Fighting Nine Swords.
Six fights, nine swords.
Chopping down the gateposts of the Ten Thousand Devils Gate,
and overcame the gatekeeper of the Black River Gate,
and defeating the Lian Zhu of the Blood Lily,
and trampled on the Gui Wang Clan’s lord,
and the Lord of the Four Thousand Heavenly Lords ascended,
and ascended to the title of Wu Nai Shi,
then the festival was completed, and its name was the Sixth Festival of the Sixth Year.
The nine swords of the festival consisted of only six types, with the first type being stronger than the second type and the second type being stronger than the third type, and by the time the fifth type was performed, the opponent’s head had never fallen off.
Galpyeong thought to demonstrate.
“The monk could barely defeat my five swords. Maybe?”
His own sword technique that even Hye-yeon couldn’t defeat.
Ka-ang!
Six War Tai Nine Swords. My eclipse.
The Nine Evil Swords.
Nine sword attacks unfold. The sword strikes diverge, and the young man facing them twists his left shoulder to dodge.
Ouch.
Galpyeong smiled inwardly.
Push shot!
Generally speaking, the opponent’s movements are identical. This was the first time he’d ever shared a sword with his opponent, so he knew what they were going to do beforehand.
But that’s not all.
The second sword is retrieved and thrust forward.
Kaaaaang!
Galpyeong’s sword bounced up into the sky. The sword was deflected by the young man’s sword face. But as if it doesn’t matter, Galpyeong’s sword strikes downward once more.
Whizzing!
The next seven or so sword strikes instantly cut into the young man.
Sasasasasas!
A sense of futility hovered at the tip of the sword, which was cut only by the passing wind, but Galpyeong didn’t care.
He would have been disappointed if he had only touched this sword.
The Six Warrior Nine Swords. My implant.
The Black Steel Two Nine Swords.
Black and powerful sword rings rose up, slashing at the young man in all directions. The young man’s new form moves quickly.
His steps were unusually light and swift, sometimes like a horse on clouds, sometimes like a swiftly advancing fireball.
After spinning his body eight times to avoid the sword rings, and finally striking with the tip of his sword to block the sword rings, Galpyeong raised his energy.
Six Warrior Nine Swords. The Third Style.
The Three Blood Nine Swords.
Sticky, crimson blood flowed down the blade, slashing in his direction. I rushed in, spraying my sword at him in a flurry of attacks that he dared not use, and when he could no longer dodge it, he turned to face it and swung.
Faced with nine swordblades, his own sword bursts forth in a stream of nine swordblasts. It also contains a thunderbolt.
“Hmph!”
Emperor Sword Form. The third style.
Emperor Nine Thunderbolts.
I’ve already received it.
Fazik, fazik, fababababak!
The thunderbolt’s sword strikes collided, forming a shockwave that ripped through the air. Nevertheless, Galpyeong’s eyes never blinked, following the young man’s movements.
He took a step back, and Galpyeong took a step forward, and Galpyeong took a step forward, and Galpyeong took a step back.
The drama.
After all nine sword strikes have been canceled out, the clash of the two swords begins.
But then the one in front of you opens his mouth.
“…… Is this the end? The swords of the universe.”
Tuuk.
The string that held Galpyeong’s sanity.
The unsteady hold of reason breaks.
The Six Warrior Nine Swords. My specialty.
Demon King Four Nine Swords.
Pfft! Puff, puff, puff!
The hilt of the sword struck the creature’s temple,
At the same time, the scabbard in Galpyeong’s left hand and the Ten Thousand Evil Sword in his right hand, a sacred weapon of the Four Heavenly Beasts, slashed at him nine times.
Just like its namesake,
It is as stealthy and swift as a ghost, and as deafeningly silent as a ghost.
Even the quickest of minds,
no matter how quick of foot, no matter how strong of heart.
You will not be able to escape it.
But.
“……So, is this the end?”
A voice came from behind him.
At those words, Galpyeong feels the sensation of his hand on his eyes.
A two-form transformation.
No, this is the same Shu who escaped nine stabbings and created a residual.
Nine-shaped transformation.
Galpyeong shuddered at the sight of a move he’d never heard of or seen before.
Digging in.
Galpyeong’s eyebrows twitched. The scabbard cracked open, and the tip of the sword remained.
“I see. You’ve been using that nagging thunder qi to apply the Divine Law.”
“Regrettable, that’s an understatement. You failed to teach me how to cut.”
It’s safe to say that there is nothing in this world that can demonstrate divine power with such speed that it can surpass the Yi Hyung Huan Yu, or even deceive Galpyeong’s senses.
But he used cunning to accomplish the unheard of. The moment he grinds his teeth together, boom!
A tremendous shockwave swept through the air, right up to Galpyeong’s nose. How could he be defeated so easily?
The Six Warrior Nine Swords. My mistake.
The Four Fierce Five Nine Swords.
The moment he ascended to the heavenly realm, he felt that he had finally reached the position he had always hoped for, and he unleashed his sharpened blade as if he were in contact with the heavens.
Within nine strokes,
it would be known that he was the master of the four heavens.
He faces the enormous shockwave coming toward him.
Emperor Sword Form. First Eclipse.
The Emperor’s Limbo.
In a single cloud of feet, Galpyeong was knocked backward with a shock so great that he had to cross his arms to block it.
“Why didn’t I cut this one down again, this is also a pity.”
Galpyeong’s expression hardened as he looked at the smile on the young man’s face.
“……you, asshole.”
“I thought you could swear.”
The young man’s smile is carved into the corners of his mouth, and his gaze is on his shoulder blades. The moment he’s pushed back, Galpyeong’s shoulder blade cracks open.
Not only that,
Despite dodging all of the deadly blows, the pain of the slashes to his sides, shins, thighs, and chest pulses through his entire body.
“…… is the name of the herbivore.”
Galpyeong’s cheeks twitch. What happened to his own first meal?
“It’s called the Seven Heavenly Martial Arts.”
If he’s referring to the one that didn’t survive the seven swords, then he must mean the one that disappeared.
“Since when?”
“Since I saw your sword, which had grown so long.”
Galpyeong chuckles at the young man’s words.
Just when he thought he had an opponent, he had already surpassed him.
Since when? Since you said Bai Guang had fled.
That aura must have been nothing more than a tourniquet. How could it be so soon?
Ah, that’s why the beggars of the open road were trying to kill him.
That’s when he had his enlightenment.
All sorts of thoughts and troubles flashed through his mind. Galpyeong had never been shocked like this before.
Forget.
“Galpyeong.”
At that word, Galpyeong’s movements and thoughts stop.
“I thought you said we were discussing the greatest thing since sliced bread. Cut the nonsense and show me your last move.”
The young man, the Thunderblade King, looks at himself and raises his sword.
I see.
I see.
Heaven’s First.
The winner of the Great War,
What’s the point of a reversal of fortune.
What’s the point?
For Galpyeong, the Heaven’s First Sword is all that matters.
After hearing the young man’s story, Galpyeong’s sword slowly rose, and he forgot to tourniquet his deep wounds.
He simply slashed at the opponent in front of him,
If you get what you want, you will transcend everything.
You will remember this moment forever, and when you have become the best sword in the world, you will dissolve your newfound strength into enlightenment.
The Six Warrior Nine Swords. My meat diet.
Wu Nai Six Nine Swords.
Wu Nai Six Nine Sword, when you ascend to the peak of your cultivation and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the mightiest of the Zhongyuan Martial Realm, you must……!
Flash.