Chapter 82 Let’s Start Over

Chapter 82 Let's Start Over

He took a few staggering steps, his back against the wall, and then stopped.
Unshakeable.
Though pushed back by the sword power of the Iron Stream, it was still majestic in its appearance and momentum.
He didn’t seem to be in any serious shock yet.
It was a no-brainer.
This is because the earthen armor wrapped around his upper body absorbed most of the impact of the courtesy and cushioned it.
As an armor form, it was originally designed to protect its owner.
But it’s a skill that not everyone has.
Because the power of the rookie is only for those who are worthy of it.
So did the earmuffs.
The owner’s unparalleled level of defenselessness is the reason for this incredible defense.
If someone of lesser rank wears earmuffs, they’re just a shiny dog’s breakfast.
This meant that if the owner’s strength was not up to the standards required of a recruit, it could not be used for more than just armor.
Suddenly, his eyes changed.
The cypherlike light in both of his eyes burned even more intensely.
Dungdahl.
chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp-.
Every piece of steel that made up the main body of the eared armor vibrated more rapidly, and an unpleasant sound leaked from every seam.
It was a sign of the amplification of the recruit’s inherent ears, which responded to the owner’s flesh and blood.
Suddenly, an indigo airstream rises around him.
Ung.
Tilted toward the ground, the long blade of the Spirit Sword vibrated briefly with anticipation along its length, demonstrating its strength.
At this point, he had only one thing on his mind.
Kill.
No.
Will kill.
Must.
As painlessly as possible…….
It whispers back, as if reading your mind.
-He is a great hindrance! If you don’t kill him, you will be killed again! Tear him apart from head to toe……!
A kind of hallucination created by the ears of the Earshield.
The murderous urges in his heart are rising steeply and heading for extremes.
It was inevitable.
Aside from his strong martial arts skills, Chu Liuhui’s provocative demeanor was greatly irritated by the series of provocations.
Feathery Yacharanda.
It was a mockery.
The star sign of the gods, whether it’s a rolling sword or something else, flies very well when it’s struck…… 9 times out of 10, that’s what it means.
This was the fourth time.
Over the course of the two dozen consensus battles so far, you’ve been pushed against the wall by Iron Ripple’s sword power.
He and I both acknowledged that the opponent’s power was now greater than expected.
That makes you want to kill it even more.
I’ll never forgive that bastard for tearing apart the Earscrypts, which were essential for the Earscrypts to have complete control over their ears.
On top of that, his academic accomplishments were remarkable.
If there is someone who is likely to stand in the way of Ammyeongjeon’s path in the future, it would make sense to have a showdown.
The spot where they now stood face to face was a large clearing in the north of the manor.
When the building was destroyed by the shockwaves from the clash of powerful swords earlier, he had jumped out here without a second thought.
Tight.
One corner of his mouth twitched as he gripped the hilt of the Spirit Sword tightly, letting out a stream of flesh that had been assimilated into his body.
“Hoot. Go ahead and blabber on. This patronage will be your grave.”
It means you’re going to die at my hands, so say whatever you want to say before then and leave.
His demeanor was one of conviction.
The frightening, blazing eyes say.
At the end of the day, I win!
That’s not unfounded confidence.
While I was shuffling the kishil knives, I had already calculated the number of conversions that would decide this match once and for all.
How else would an unmanned vehicle with such a false sense of leisure have gotten the distinction of being called a roll-call car in the first place?
Though he pushed the offense to the fringes, he himself did not reveal his full strength.
‘The real battle is now.
I said to myself, and straightened the soul sword that had shared my life and death for the past twenty years.
It seems like a simple gesture, but it exudes an aura of power.
The fact that they can show off their domineering spirit with only their foot sword is a testament to their reputation as one of the strongest schools in Hunan Province.
Also.
It proves that you have the power to make your confident statements of courtesy come true.
Or not.
The prayers that had been flowing around his new brother turned sour.
The ground, atmosphere, etc. were not vibrating due to the intangible energy radiating from his body, but the atmosphere was so silent that it seemed like a more powerful force was about to emanate from it.
Jilsera Chullehorn said, pointing the Red Sword in her hand straight ahead.
“Okay, let’s start again: will your earmuffs break first, or will my sword break first?”
The way he doesn’t seem to feel any tension when faced with his opponent’s changed, intangible prayers.
Not surprisingly, he has a very emotionless expression.
He took it in stride.
It was nothing new.
However.
I’ve been killing a lot of iron flows, and my heart is getting bigger and bigger until it’s about to burst.
But I can’t help but wonder.
I wonder what the sword’s true nature is, and why he says it’s the new martial arts sword.
Right then.
An unexpected revelation hit me in both ears.
“In case you were wondering, this is a Red Sword.”
Chul Ryu Hyeon’s bland voice responded at the same time as Zhou Gyum’s eyebrows twitched.
“Red Sword!
I never thought that the famous sword forged by the legendary Swordmaster Ganjang in the distant past would be in the hands of the Iron Stream.
Along with the Makya Sword, the Ganjang Sword, a hermaphroditic twin sword, ruled the world as the best and strongest sword in the era before the birth of the Wulin.
But it last belonged to a unified monarch in ancient times, and it’s long since disappeared…… How did Chulryuhyun get it?
It was all hype.
That hard-to-read look in his eyes teaches me the truth.
As he says in a meaningful two-liner.
“You are the first martial artist to wield the Red Sword since the beginning of the Shaolin Temple…….”
You’re right.
Even the Ascended Sword Dragon Fahon, who was lucky enough to obtain the Red Sword in the past, was treated as a collector’s item and stored away.
He already owned the top-ranked Sword of the Recruits and had no other use for it.
Of course, that part was a secret history he didn’t know.
In any case, he was the first martial artist in the Zhongyuan and Shaolin schools to formally wield the Red Sword.
He asked, his eyes narrowing.
“But why did he suddenly reveal that?”
Chul’s nonchalant response was simple and straightforward.
“It’s less frustrating to leave knowing what it is.”
It echoed his earlier comment that this patronage would soon become his grave.
He’s fired up.
“Eek.”
A cold chuckle escapes his lips.
The flesh in his chest twitched again, and his heart leapt into his throat.
My desire to kill and destroy my opponent was almost at a breaking point.
Then he let out a sneer.
“Did I mention it’s going to be the new sword of the gods? It’s not worth it.”
The Ganjang Sword, the companion sword to the Makya Sword, was such a famous ancient sword that no one knows its name even after all these years.
It was a superlative object of unknown value, not a weapon of thrift but a mere treasure.
However, it would be absurd to dare to compare the Wushin Sword, which is the ultimate in 1,000 years of martial arts history.
The top of the heap is often referred to as the recruit.
One.
Even if you’re a recruit, they don’t look at you all the same, and there are different grades, and the best of the best are called teenagers.
The Martial Arts Sword was the best of them all.
In other words, the Ten Thousand Soldiers were the best of the ten species of recruits.
No new weapon has yet emerged to surpass its reputation.
The wielders of the Great Sword were colorful.
That’s because most of them are the biggest losers of their respective eras, leaving behind a huge legacy.
In particular, the Heavenly Horse, the progenitor of the Saiyou Magical Martial Arts and the founder of the super-giant magical group known as Tianmiao, as well as the Sword Master, the Four Horsemen, the Wireless, and the Blood God Ou Yin, were recorded as the most powerful legends in the world, unrivaled by anyone else.
The implications of what he just said are obvious.
No matter how good a Red Sword was, it was only a slightly better-than-average iron sword in the face of a martial artist at the top of the recruit class.
In reality, it’s just a gruff voice.
“Just because I say so, they think it is.”
Whatever.
He’s the one he’s referring to.
Then.
-kwaaaaaaaaaaang……
In the distance, a loud sound like a burst of compressed air causing a vibration echoed like a distant echo.
The epicenter is believed to be in the woods beyond, west of the manor.
“Hmm?
As he wondered at the sudden commotion, Chulleuhyun glanced in his direction.
“He’ll be back in the woods sooner or later.”
“Who is that?”
“It’s there. It’s a poop knife.”
“…….”
“He doesn’t listen to adults.”
“Is there anyone else helping you? Yeah…… get on your knees and let’s see what you’re up to.”
“That’s not going to happen.”
The iron streams shot out at a rapid pace, the Red Sword pointed straight ahead.
Pods.
The gap closed in an instant.
It’s almost as if he’s Chapter with light.
In addition.
It was a martial arts technique that completely destroyed common sense.
He seemed to be propelling himself forward with a burst of chi from the back of his body, just as he had done earlier.
He didn’t have time to admire it before he reflexively ducked his upper body, and the Red Sword narrowly missed him, slamming into the wall behind him.
Bam!
Following the ear-splitting bang.
quadruple-!
The fan wall crumbled under the weight of his terrifying sword power, and he cried out.
He spun around and pointed at Chu Liuhua’s back, swinging the Spirit Sword downward.
Boom!
The indigo-black energy on the blade drips down like a giant wagon swinging its arms.
The Nine Star Sword Charge is a powerful strike from the Nine Star Sword Style that earned him his star.
Quack!
The sword power that shattered the foundations of patronage.
Missed the iron currents.
No.
It’s gone.
Weed!
He looked up against his better judgment, and a rapidly falling stream of iron aimed at the top of his head caught his watch.
When did we make the leap.
There are no small actions or reactions in the evasion process, making it completely unpredictable.
He flashed a cypherlike gleam in his eye, and struck his Superior Soulblade hard.
Cagaang-puhhhhhhhhhhh!
The combination of sharp metallic sounds and loud violence shook the entire patronage.
Cluck, cluck, cluck-.
The ground he stood on was rounded and indented as the navy blue and white azaleas rippled out from under him.
Concurrently.
Whistle.
The iron stream flipped through the air, utilizing the semi-ballistic momentum of the sword qi colliding with it, and landed a short distance away from where Zhou Kai stood.
Immediately afterward, a blindingly fast one-sword charge unfolded.
Chirp-!
His feet scraped the ground and slid backward as he defended against the fierce stabbing sword plants.
Then, the iron stream that stretched out his left hand extended five fingers as if to grab an object, and he folded his arm and pulled.
Chapter.
From behind him, a giant shield-like intangible rushed upside-down, slamming into him and playing a bombast.
Gah, gah, gah!
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 83 (83 of 552)