Reincarnated Swordmaster

I went with Lee Chung Un to the training ground for the Nam Clan. And first, I delivered the realization of what I had obtained so far through Obsidian to Lee Chung Un, concentrating only on the realization. Lee Chung Un seemed to be enjoying the memory for a while as obsidian, then stuck to the lawsuit.

"It's not gonna be easy. I have to give him a chance..."

A muttering Lee Chung Un suddenly threw a spear around the training ground at me. When I accepted the spear, Lee Chung Un said.

"Let me get this straight. The martial arts of the Cedar Bone were not enough to see the cerebral cortex complete."

"......?"

You stopped?

I couldn't figure out what Lee Chung Un meant by 'concluding'. As I looked at him, Lee Chung Un stretched out his spear.

"You know, after I was resurrected thanks to you, I began to teach my children at the Blue Dragon Cabinet, interpreting the Seven Days of Cedar Beam in my own way. The memory of practicing acrobatics in your collective memory has been immaculately absorbed, so there was no problem in learning the details. Thanks to that, I was able to become strong quickly."

"Well... I see."

"The martial arts of the Cedar Bong is enormous. The Longevity Monk is literally the last of its kind."

Lee Chung Un said that and his eyes lit up.

"But... I couldn't help but feel that I was separated from the chase of the soul. To be more precise, we don't have enough experience."

"Experience?"

"Yes. Not enough."

Lee Chung Un continued.

"It might be funny to say this without mastering the art of a duo, but I didn't think it would be enough to get us to the end of the world."

I retaliated because I was embarrassed.

"The Golden Cedar Bean's Seven-month Arts is the best I know of. If that doesn't work, there's no way..."

"Ah, I made a mistake. That's not what I meant."

Lee Chung Un shook his hand.

"So... I can fill some of the terrifying experience points for setting foot in a trance thanks to seventh century science, but that just means I'm short." To paraphrase it, you need a column to build a ceiling, and you feel like you've built one of them? "

"......"

"To reach the Shock Blade, you need to have more cuts than equinox."

I understood what this meant. In other words, it was overwhelmingly helpful to break the limits studied by the workers of the original brain stem. Nevertheless, Lee Chung Un, a genius, would not have been able to reach absolute extremities just by using the metaphor of the Seven-month Chronicle. That's why he seemed to want to study more sects that were more than just seven and a half years old.

But does that make sense?

The Seven-month Feast of Jean Sam-bong is the nephropathy of Moorish history and perhaps the greatest unmanned fighter of all time, and the greatest realization of the last year. There may be a few types of shameless acts that can be described as just a breeding ground, but I don't recall anything comparable or overwhelming.

In fact, it is a cheeky sword or twelve commandments of Yeong-bin the swordsman. However, the Slow Sword was a fresh, herbace-free sword, and it is unclear what kind of shamanism the Twelve Commandments are practicing. I grunted and said,

"It's almost impossible to find it, even if I was in my past life..."

"Haha... I told you a very vivid story. I'm sorry."

Lee Chung Un said with a big smile.

"I'm not saying I can't do it. I have to admit, I can do a lot better than brainstorming. You can conquer the whole world if you learn one thing properly."

"Well..."

"But... studying such an enormous number of cutbacks makes me more greedy. The desire to set foot on top... of the greatest martial arts landscape."

"I see."

"Just know what you just said. I've just presented one of your goals for the future."

Lee Chung Un, who gave me a rough story, nodded.

"Use your spear to attack me."

"Of course."

Pa!

I used Charles' technique to attack Yi Chung Un. Of course, I knew this attack wouldn't work on Lee Chung Un who was in a cerebral mind, but I thought there was a reason for him to make me. On the other hand, Lee Chung Un took two steps aside, lightly avoiding all of my energy.

Lee Chung Un smiled gladly.

"Good. You're quite good with spears. It's a good stab."

I felt a little better when I heard a compliment from a brain stem clerk. But first, I tried not to tease him.

"I've only trained spears to die."

I once felt my lack of public service and became a master of spear even though I was enthusiastic about Lee Guang. At that time, he also used his spear well because he had mastered Ranachal enough to be engraved on his soul. Although my main mason is swordsmanship, what I've learned hasn't gone away.

"Here, look."

Lee Chung Un raised his spear and attacked me.

Pa!

Lee Chung Un deliberately used the abrasion technique at the speed shown in my eyes. The windshield stopped in front of my heart. As I glanced at the window, I heard Lee Chung Un's words.

"Isn't this beating the breath?"

"That's right."

"The Day of Judgment is the same as the basics of spearing. It's important that you keep up with your breathing and your rhythm."

Lee Chung Un said, picking up the spear.

"Breath. That's why your memory confuses the Three Days."

"Well..."

I shed a tear. Until now, the progress of the Three Days of Judgment has been unsupported, but I was wandering around for no reason, because I had a surprising answer.

"Chilsung Dunyoung's brother is easy to imitate, but it takes a lot of time to dig into the mystery and use it properly. If you take a closer look, your breath changes with every change that comes from every step of the Seismic Clouds. You're using a blunt force to catch up with the master's senses, but you keep tangling because you can't catch the exact distance between your breaths."

"I never thought of it that way."

"Well, think of it as a pile of microscopic differences that create errors. Seismic blunt force is an imprint for extreme accuracy."

"That's not what the bishop said..."

It's true. The bishop told me to just practice hard, and he only reminded me of the progress of the Tripoli Feast, and he never mentioned the breathing. Then Lee Chung Un said.

"The Bishop thought that if you learned it with your body, you would one day realize the breath and the rhythm. In fact, as you master the Third Day without going night and day, your rhythm becomes increasingly accurate. I've practiced it tens of thousands of times. It's natural, isn't it? At this rate, we should have enough for three years."

"Oh!"

"But I don't have time right now. We might have to use the Three Days right away. That's why I'm going to inject you with the rhythm of the Tripody."

"An infusion?"

Lee Chung Un nodded and said.

"From now on, I will attack you restlessly. Rannachals."

"......!!"

"Of course, we'll use misunderstandings and conversions. You can use it to avoid the Tribute Feast."

"May I strike back?"

"Suit yourself. If you can."

yuuuuuurrgghhh

Two translucent spears appeared around Lee Jing Un's body. I swallowed my saliva when I realized it was a blade made of conscience, not strength.

Tighten Qi! '

Combined with the wooden spear Lee Chung Un is holding, three spears will attack me. Normally, building and maintaining a winning spear would be a smokescreen, but I know that's not it. When my face became stiff, Lee Chung Un laughed.

"You realize that."

"Hell training."

"Yes. As you know, I have a legion of commandments, which is virtually limitless strength. And you're not in the Legion, but you have a lot of internal skills. Once you have enough stamina, you can convert it into internal air, which is the best condition for hell training."

I look distorted.

"Ugh... But then... no food, no sleep, no rest..."

"Hehe. We should keep avoiding it."

Lee Chung Un laughed ominously.

Hell training!

I used to do that when I was training for the Sword, so I know how stupid it is. It was doubtful how I succeeded back then. And if it were Yi Chung, I would be able to roll me like a famous dragon. I looked at Lee Chung Un with anxious eyes.

"Hey... why don't you just move on and find some tribute to the Taehazzon?" I have to count a little to help the whole phase... "

"No! Quite the opposite. Even if we all die, you still have something to gain."

Lee Chung Un pointed a spear at me.

"After I carve out the rhythm of the three feasts, I will tell you about the combination of the seven eclipses that our nephrines have studied and found. You have to learn that. That way you can get stronger faster."

"Association..."? If so. "

"Other than the Three Days, of course."

Lee Chung Un grinned.

"The Sovereign Lord and the Feast of the Three Days are just some of the possibilities of the Seven Days. Just knowing what the odds are, you can save a lot of time going forward."

"Hmmm…!!"

"Well, I don't have time for small talk. I'm leaving now."

I realized I had no choice. I never thought I'd be training in hell in a place like this, but I have to do it anyway. I got ready and replied.

"Yes!"

Pueung

As the air was torn, Lee Chung Un's friction flew.

'It's avoidable.'

I was able to avoid it by using the Three Days of Judgment. Ranachal's application attacks were then launched, but he was also elusive. Lee Chung-un appeared to be attacking me at a moderate level, not accelerating by triggering the cerebral soul. I could use a stroke if I wanted to, but I didn't seem to either.

But what I thought was relaxing was only the end of 20 seconds. Immediately after 20 seconds, Lee Jin-woon suddenly started using the reeds mixed with the winning fish spears he had summoned nearby. Suddenly, I felt like the whole room was soaking with Changyoung.

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"Curriculum!!"

I staggered back, screaming for a single word. It's because the winning spear just flew at an angle that you couldn't avoid, and your forearm was pierced. I quickly examined his forearm, and there were no injuries there.

"No?"

Lee Chung Un smiled and said.

"It's made of a mind, only your mind and nervous system can suffer. But if you get hit too hard, you might die from the shock."

Puebuck

"Hehe!!"

I got a spear through my heart again and screamed. This pain was real, though. In fact, I feel like I'm piercing myself with a long needle. It wasn't exactly a spear stab level, but it was painful enough.

When I barely regained my senses and started practicing the Three Days again, Lee Chung Un made a continuous stabbing in the shape of a beast.

Fabababad

"Lan! Me! Charles!"

Pipping

A tremendous amount of excitement flooded in.

I realized that Lee Chung Un's attack had a chance of escaping his attack by over a hundred seconds, reaching 200 seconds. In other words, the assault on the rest of Sahal was under constant attack. Yi Chung Un sighed as she stumbled because of her determination.

"Come to your senses! You already have the skills to evade all these attacks with the Three Days of Judgment!"

"Ugh..."

"Feel the right beat and focus all your mind on it! The precision and meticulousness of piercing the needle is what drives the barrel of the barrel!"

"......!!"

"Precision! That's the essence of the Three Days!"

Puck Puck

Of course, I wouldn't be going through this kind of trouble if I could see straight away with that advice. I've been running around in agony for about a thousand seconds ever since. Lee Chung Un said, stretching out his spear like he was giving a break for a moment.

"Come on, get up! I don't have time."

I vomited blood and said,

"Huff... Hold on... I can't concentrate on the ambush..."

"Since when did an unmanned brain start making such weak noises? Are you going to make excuses like that in real life?"

Lee Chung Un suddenly compressed the distance after being cynical and punched me with his fist.

Per hundred million

"Cough..."

I flew backwards and twisted my head. Rarely just before, I triggered the respirator, so no injuries were sustained, but my back was creeped out. What kind of man is this?

"You couldn't avoid it again. Put on the Feast of Three Days."

I spit out the blood in my mouth.

"Ugh... Easy for you to say..."

"It's because he's conscious and trying to wear it. The exact moment and change of breath is already engraved on your body, who practiced the Third Day tens of thousands of times. Accept yourself like water, without going against the flow."

Lee Chung Un's eyes glowed like a tiger.

"We don't have time to rest, so turn the inner air into health! I'm not warning you anymore."

"Got it!!"

I quickly replied and gripped it.

'I understand.'

Lee Gwang in this previous life did not resist much when he saw Lee Chung Un, and he died a lot. When I saw myself in Jongnam recently, I was just receiving Lee Chung-un as a servant. I was somewhat curious as to why that filthy fellow did it.

But now I think I know. Lee Chong-woon, the Brain Neonate! He is usually gentle and polite, but when training or dealing with disciples, he becomes as bitter as a tiger. Perhaps even against the nephrotic enemy, he would boast of a cruel and defeatist hand. Lee Gwang may have been extremely harsh because he learned from Lee Chung Un.

We have to! '

It's fucking hard and it hurts, but I can't help it! Because I lack talent, I have to move on to the next phase of this hell training.

Per hundred million

Furrbuck

It was about seven days after I completed my training to evade infinity. I have been avoiding Lee Chung Un's succession without eating or drinking. Lee Chung Un gave me a break from time to time for the efficiency of training, but the time was ridiculously short. I stood there sighing, exhausted all my strength and vigor.

I can't feel my eyes because I have too much stamina. I want to fall asleep right now. Your whole body is sweating and smelling nasty. As I stare at the puddle of sweat on the ground with my hollow eyes, Lee Chung Un strikes.

Phew!

It wasn't just a hit. Three strikes at unexpected angles in conjunction with the winning window! Ordinary Muslims will not notice this change, and one of the crucial parts of their torso will be pierced and saved.

However, I used the three feasts at that moment to avoid the attack by Lee Chung Un. When Lee Chung Un saw me dodging, he lowered his spear.

"You shortened it by at least a year. Now you can use what you have."

"......"

I have no power to resist. Obviously, Lee Chung Un gave me a big training, but the pain I felt during the seven days of hell training was not really a joke. In other words, it was also a training that only Lee Chung Un, who had the Crown Legion, could do.

"Wash and come."

Lee Chung Un threw his spear into a corner and said.

"I'll take a break and let you know about the study of the encephalocele. This will also take a couple of days."

"... Why?"

"What?"

I sigh, exhausted and grind my teeth.

"I'm just learning to be a freelancer because I need to. There is no point in reaching the limit of nothingness like the Sovereign Church or you. Even if you were a genius, why did you try to walk this endless path of madness? You, the nephropathy of all time..."

I don't understand.

When I asked him, Lee Chung Un smiled.

"You want to know what the best is."

"......"

"I hate the bishop, and I still want to kill him and avenge him... but I agree with the bishop on that. I was curious what I would see when I reached the absolute rigorous state of absolute supremacy, so that the servants of the encephalocele would continue to be unmarried."

"What are you going to do if it doesn't reach the power of the gods?"

"It could be, but..."

Lee Chung Un insisted.

"Survive God, overcome nature... for that reason, the pursuit of theater is merely a jest. As the Church has said, it is a curse of discretion, a contradiction you cannot give up until you reach it. The moment I think about why I'm going, I lose."

"Why don't you just give up? Why not?"

"Hehe. On the contrary. Why go through all this trouble if you can give up your past life and just live comfortably?"

"......"

"It's the same. Either you or I... think there's something better in front of us than meets the eye with a flat frame of life. There are many reasons behind it. You can't define all that by one or two words."

Lee Chung Un turned his head around and said.

"Only you can define it! That's why you and I are living here now."

Lee Chung Un went over the bamboo forest as if he was going to rest for a while. I stared at the back of Lee Chung Un who disappeared for a while and squeezed my fist. I would feel relieved to think that if I went through this level of hell training, I would sigh or take off all my clothes, but I did not. The feeling of continuity was just dominating my mind.

Life in a row.

Is that what keeps me going?