Max Level Newbie

Coming up to them with a curt look, Dokgofu glanced up and down at the bulkan, and stood by Fielder's side and walked the same way.

"What is it? This guy."

"You bloodless little bastard! Call me an old man after a hard time!"

Vulcan looked at Fielder, ignoring the angry Dokgofu's words. replied Fielder with a smile.

"You saw it at the tavern the other day, didn't you? The greening first from Murim is Dokgofu. From today, we're going to join the training together."

Didn't he leave saying he didn't want to do it because he hurt his pride?

Vulcan looked at the Dokgofu, who was walking proudly, with a look of indifference. Feeling the gaze of the Vulcan, Dokgofu opened his mouth.

"There is a saying that if you don't learn from old words, you'll soon get old and weak, so always try to learn. There is also a saying that those who want to learn should not be ashamed. I will follow the teachings of the old sages, and I will devote myself to learning, sharpening and polishing my doings."

Oh, is that so?

I thought it was a great impudence.

On the other hand, I also became curious. No matter how much I think about it, I'm not the kind of person who comes down like that.

'What happened?’

Fielder solved the Vulcan question.

I think I recently got into a fight with someone while I was in Belong City. I didn't know that Dokgofu had just visited Belong City, so I didn't get seriously injured......I think I've suffered a serious injury to my pride. He said he would do anything to get revenge on him.

Fielder's explanation rang out in his head. The curiosity was cleared away.

Vulcan looked up and down at his whole body as Dokgofu did.

"What is it?"

"Nothing."

The soliloquy opened his eyes. Vulcan turned his eyes as if nothing had happened.

'But I'm better than him.’

It was the Vulcan who found comfort.

*

The Bulkans arrived in a forest not far from the east gate. The sun was well received and the fresh trees were densely packed.

"This is where you'll be training."

Fielder said with his usual smile. The soliloquy asked back right away.

"Hey, there's nothing here but trees. Why did you come all the way here if you're going to do this? You could've just done it in front of the city."

'Is that the way he talks when he's here to learn?'

I couldn't tell where confidence came from.

Fielder didn't care a bit about the tone of the book. said Fielder, pulling slightly on his semi-curly brown hair.

"Mr. Dokgofu is right. There's nothing but a tree, so I'm going to do basic training through that tree."

"What? That tree? What can you do with that?"

"Of course it's firewood. Isn't that a lot of stories in the world where Dokgofu lived? The story of the first disciples climbing mountains, growing water, and hard firewood to develop their basic physical strength. I know it's a very common story.….”

Fielder tilted his head in wonder.

It was certainly a common story. I remembered that Vulcan also watched a martial arts movie with similar content.

'But isn't that really basic training?'

He was 99 in level, and he was crushed everywhere, but he was also 92 in level after school.

I didn't think I could get anything through firewood.

As if to represent Vulcan's mind, Dokgofu took a step forward. He began pointing a finger at Fielder with a look of anger.

The Vulcan thought inwardly.

Isn't that anger control disorder?’

"What are you talking about? You're not playing house. You're telling me to hit firewood! I'd rather do a sword dance in the empty air, aren't you just trying to play with me?"

"Of course not. I'm not that bad."

'Then what!'

"Wait a minute. ... Hmm. Do you see that in the front? The one with only one tree sticking out. If you can cut that tree down in one fell swoop, I'll end this training and move on to the next step."

A smiling-faced fielder pointed his finger at a tree.

It looked particularly weak among fresh trees, but its thickness was also much smaller than other trees.

The expression of the soliloquy frowned.

As if he had misheard, he asked again.

"That one?

"Yes. That."

"Ha, by the way."

The poisonous snake spat. His expression was rotten as if he had been insulted.

'It's not like you're turning a blind eye to people.

The soliloquy was going to say a word, but he changed his mind. The children's house-play was told off with the idea of ending it quickly.

"No two words!"

Whoo-hoo, there was a noise and the spirit of the soliloquy changed.

A large dove was held in the right hand of Dokgofu, which was large enough to cut the troll at once. The blue-colored steel surrounding the somewhat rugged but hard-looking province gave off a fierce presence.

'I think you're stronger than your level.’

Vulcan recalled Goblin, whom he faced when he first came to Asgard.

It was smaller in size, but it looked much more complete in quality. I felt a sense of ferocity from the dog-torture, which seemed to bite me even if I had a little gap.

The soliloquy grinned and approached the tree. The man, who turned his neck around and made a thud, took the offensive position.

"Huh, this is it......hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The doghouse swung vigorously.

a swift move beyond the eyes of a skilled warrior

Tuong

The gourd that hit the tree was strongly bounced off by the counter-elastic force.

Dokgofu, who wielded the Do, also shook his upper body greatly, but he was able to avoid the ugly appearance of losing the Do by quickly balancing himself.

'What is that!'

"Oh, my God, what a sick tree you are you kidding me?

I felt an indescribable embarrassment from the thick abuse.

The same was true of Vulcan, who was embarrassed.

The sword of Dokgoju, which was not a power but rose to the position of absolute ruler by itself.

The wood, which was only scratched after receiving it, was beyond embarrassment, and the Vulcan felt astonished.

Fielder said to the absent-minded Dokgofu.

"Then shall we begin training?"

"No! Too careless! You can cut it if you do it right again!"

"No two words......wasn't it?”

Fielder retorted what the Dokgofu had said.

Dokgofu, who had to grind his teeth, said with his molar tightly clenched.

"Hmm... ...I can cut it with only a little rundown...….”

"Hmm... ...if you say that much......I'll give you one more chance. This time, it's easy."

"Of course! What do you think I am! I'm also a Dokgoohu for the Green First!"

The go-go-hoo, who shouted loudly at Fielder, re-positioned.

His deep breath seemed to be angry at his back, but it was quite plausible to see him staring only at the tree in front of his eyes with emotion.

It seemed solemn and great, as if a military academy worker were concentrating on creating military exploits.

Vulcan and Fielder watched the scene holding their breath.

"......hew."

a stifling silence

Breaking the stillness, the lightness of the soliloquy swung round.

An amazing move, starting from the idol group and cutting it diagonally, that makes you feel like the Do and Dokgofu have become one!

'Shin Gum Gum-il......No, the congregation!’

The Vulcan's eyes glared.

But the result was a failure.

Unlike the first attempt, which bounced out of desperation with only minor blemishes left, it was almost half dug up, but it wasn't enough to cut down the tree perfectly.

Fielder said, looking at the Dokgofu.

"You're not going to say anything else now, are you?”

"......keuw."

Unlike before, he looks very depressed.

The figure of Dokgo-hoo, who dropped his head on one knee, looked shabby as if he had aged 10 years.

The wrinkles on my forehead and the drooping shoulders felt like I was seeing an old man in dusk.

'......I lost to a tree and it's worth it.’

I could understand the pitiful appearance of the soliloquy.

However, it occurred to me that the Vulcan, who knew the level of the tree, was not such a frustrating thing.

Just because you failed to cut a higher-level opponent at once doesn't mean you're ashamed of it.

[Long Level Tree]

[117Lv]

A scene that reminds us again of what Asgard is like.

The Vulcan sighed inward.

Even Dokgofu's knife was the lowest level of wood in the area, with the title of 'poor'.

Feeling a bit humiliated.

The Vulcan looked at the tree and the Dokgofu with mixed faces. Fielder talked to such a Vulcan.

"Will you challenge yourself, Mr. Vulcan?"

"Um......."

Frankly speaking, I wasn't confident.

Vulcan thought his strengths were flexible situations that actively utilized "systems" and rushing through the use of various skills.

The training, which tests the strength of the unity, was bound to be disadvantageous in nature, and that made me hesitate to challenge.

If you're wearing all kinds of buffs, and you're using the one-man-to-man technique, the one-to-one blow of the brain, you might be able to rub it...….

'It's still a little short.'

That too seemed insufficient.

I could imagine myself cutting off only three-quarters of the time, or drinking a bitter glass of defeat by a single stroke.

But, uh...

'It hurts my pride to stand down like this.’

And the skill he had wasn't just a blow to his brain.

"I have a question."

"Yes, go ahead.

"Is it okay to strike trees through magic, not by sword? And I'd like to know how far the criteria for a merger are recognized."

"Hmmm...... First of all, I don't care if it's any other way than a sword. Our goal is not to get firewood, but to train. And I don't understand the second question exactly."

"So... ...do I have to use only one skill I need to attack the tree, or before I attack...... I'm asking if I can use skills that can create a lot of synergy."

"No! There's no such thing! I've only used a knife once! Don't play dirty!

As soon as Vulcan's words were over, there was a voice of dissent from the Dokgofu.

He must have thought it would be funny if the blanks succeeded immediately after his failure.

Vulcan ignored the words of the book. The decision was made by Fielder anyway.

Still smiling, Fielder closed his eyes for a moment as if he were agonizing and looked at the blanks.

"Okay, let's do it!"

"What! Isn't this a total foul? It's a proper...….”

"Dan."

Fielder, who stopped talking after Dokgo, pointed his finger at another tree.

A tree that looks distinctly thicker than before, even at a glance.

[Full Level Tree]

[130Lv]

"It's a lot of convenience, so we should add a handicap, right? If you're going to target that tree, I'll admit the way you said it."

"......call."

The blanks stretched heavily toward the target.

A huge tree greeted the blanks with a heavy presence.

It was much more difficult, but I didn't care about the blanks. It didn't look good to back down, and regardless of that, I just had a desire to challenge myself.

Ever since I came to Asgard, I've always kept my breath.

In this place, where there are only super-highs above level 200, he was nothing but a newbie.

The level, reputation, and pride that had been built up on the Ruebel Continent were crumbled like sand castles on the beach. Far from developing his skills, he never had a chance to shake his sword at ease, and once his self-confidence showed no way to regain it.

Under these circumstances, I didn't want to backtrack on the unexpected addition of a handicap.

I wanted to show a good example to Pildor, who seemed to be secretly looking down at himself, and who seemed to be always polite but not expecting anything from him.

I wanted to show the ability of the Vulcan, the strongest horse inspector in the Rube continent.

"Super-heated hell."

The fear of hell poured down under the feet of the Vulcan.