Reincarnated Swordmaster

00464 Amphitheatre

I first began to reflect on my weaknesses in the Third Day. When I was fighting a sword without a sword, I felt like I was fighting straightforward, but I ended up getting a critical hit for the shortcomings of the Three Days. If it were not for the power I had gained as an apostle of Jeollwook, I would have died on the spot.

'No, that's not the weakness of the Three Days. It's my weakness.'

The masters who completed the feast of three feasts, as well as the Jinzo Church, asked me to be 'accurate' one by one. The Tripoli Feast was one of the ultimate performances, but I was exposed to flaws because my proficiency was poor, because my breathing was inaccurate. I felt that I should continue to demonstrate the Three Days like crazy in practice and improve my proficiency.

I practiced for about a second, thinking about the improvement of the three feasts, then moved on to the next.

"Lord Shifu!"

He consciously shouted and squeezed his fingers together and restored them. Then, he transferred the inner air to the King of Chulalongkorn, who taught him. Slowly, a fishnet-like match unfolded from his fingers. The strength was not dense because of the lack of concentration of chi.

Validity

Nevertheless, I quickly developed a three-sized scar on the side of the training ground because it contained my processing strength. I saw its destructiveness and was bitter and clenched my fist.

"So clumsy..."

In terms of accomplishment, it was only this castle.

It was not this much for the monarch, the monk who used Lee Chung Un, or the king who used him. It was an extinction that unleashed the enormous power of the Divine Constabulary in its possession, pulling out every last drop of it and spreading it over a vast range. But I wasn't using the monarch to make the cross.

If I could use the Lord Commander properly, I wouldn't have to worry about dealing with the miscreants. Although he was slightly outraged in upper-class arts, he was an aerial artillery specialized in genocide due to his very high internal efficiency. I once again practiced Lord Ming's resolve and moved on to the next move.

Next was the reverse celestial wheel. I recalled this characteristic of the performer in my mind.

Reverse Heaven Guard ‎, an induced attack that tracks opponents to the end ‎!

As you try to face the reverse heavenly cycle, the opposing team suffers a great deal of damage while being caught in the tight energy. Moreover, when the sewers are hit, there is no room for counterattack. That is why when the bishop cast the reverse heavenly bodies on Lee Chung Un, Lee Chung Un did not confront him, but returned to the skin with a cerebral body.

In other words, it is a decent shameless force that allows you to defeat an athlete unconditionally. I knew that if I grew up, I would become the greatest master in the world, but I sighed as I tried to expand my circle of reverse heaven.

"... I know the principle and the nature, but it's too difficult for me..."

This was also a kind of tribal feast. You have to go through the stages of hard enlightenment several times with an outstanding pentacle to get it right! I had no choice but to roughly rehearse and move on with the feeling that the reverse heavenly circle was also a reminder.

Emptiness.

Ninety-nine.

Odyssey.

It's a lightning strike.

Woman's orders.

I was frustrated when I realized that the rest of the artisans were all savages, but I couldn't train properly. Nothing could be more difficult than the Three Days of Judgment, but they all needed an excellent misunderstanding. In order for me to learn it, I must have more difficulty learning the Three Days.

"Oh, but maybe this..."

I was stuck for two days and three days, looking back at my armpit abilities, and I felt something, and then my face turned pale.

Child Mine!

This was also difficult, but it was also the possibility of the seventh generation of aneurysm that Lee Chung Un, a cerebral neonatal practitioner, took pride in the cerebral neonatal aneurysm and made it close to the venomous aneurysm. So I dug a little tightly, and it made me feel familiar to the Child Star Mine. If the rest of the shamans had not compromised the purity of the acrobatics as much as possible, this would have been sufficiently overwhelming and robust.

The instructions were also relatively simple to use. It is a shameless masonry that combines the Chinese Chinese Chinese New Year and Chinese New Year. It is just a mixture of cerebral neocortex and cerebral sinusoids. It was only increasingly complex with advanced operation, so it did not take much effort to produce basic destructive power.

I operated a Child Star Mine and spread my index finger forward.

Kwakwang!!

Kwakwang!

"Hahahaha!!"

I was excited by the feeling that the tangled flash of lightning flashed from my fingertips. Furthermore, what hit the intellect exploded and flew away. The other thing is that the sensation of using a second, full-blown strong current is exciting whenever I feel like it. I felt that the Child Mine was right for me, so I tried hard to use it.

Then I felt tired and rested for about twelve watches. During meditation, I tried to improve the fundamental skills of divorce law and reconciliation while building my spiritual strength with festival tricks, as Cheon Woojin taught me. I decided to start training, so I had a lot to do.

I've been out of practice for so many days. And after the full moon, I decided to enter pacifism properly, thinking that I was done with the recounting of the seventh century.

'The basics are ready for the introduction of pacifism.'

If it is fundamental, even if it lacks a little talent, it can benefit from performance. I'm nervous, and I find information about pacifism in my head, and I find a way to go beyond basic training.

Pyeongju was a great way to control even the heavenly weather. Like the sacral nerve, it was not a technique exclusively made for paparazzi rays from the beginning, and it was a technician's technique. So there are probably quite a few practitioners who are learning pacifism, not just me. This was a technique that dramatically sharpened power based on talent and skill.

The root of the art of pacification was circumcision. I have focused my efforts on one of the most basic tricks of art: perception.

Oh, that's easy.

The basic magician was not that difficult, and after a couple of days, I could feel how much it was because he supported my fundamental ability. I had confidence. Not only that, I searched and searched through my memories to acquire 18 techniques that were part of the foundation of pacifism.

And I realized...

"The basics aren't easy to love! '

You need to be able to use the 18 techniques that are at the foundation of PyeongJu to enter Intermediate waters perfectly, from here the difficulty has increased dramatically. At first glance, I could never learn it within a year. However, we could see that the basic 18 technique was not so powerful, but that the street hustler could never be eaten on a daily basis because it was a useful level of miscellaneous.

"I can't help it..."

I had no choice but to continue my training alternately, alternating the arts of the seventh and the divorce and the art of pacification. Every one of them was something I would have learned in my lifetime by burning with my talent, but I approached the concept of engraving strongly into the soul. There was a thought that maybe this would make synergy and make it easier to learn more.

For about two months I was so dedicated to training. One day, I was working hard on my training, and I was taking a break from using a lightning strike.

"The small talk is truly remarkable."

I heard Seo Mun-hye's voice and looked at him. Seo Mun-hye handed me a towel to wipe my sweat with.

"You forgot to train for erosion, since there won't be many people to deal with the Sovereign Union without doing so." "

She returns to the Gateway and regains her radiant appearance for a long time. She used to be a gray-haired beauty, but now she looks like a bush flower because she has white skin on her beautiful clothes. But I already liked Miho, so I didn't get very impressed by her seminar.

"My strength is lacking. My enemies are strong enough to crush me with their fingers."

Then Seo Mun-hye was genuinely surprised, covering his mouth.

"Oh my…!! Can you do that? I've never seen a master more powerful than a twelve in my life, except my father."

"......?"

I wondered when the twelve shares were mentioned. And I was able to understand her words as I refreshed her memory.

[... trying to get the Commandment Moon.]]

[It is because we have obtained the secret that the most unmanned person in the kingdom of heaven is hidden.]]

[The current owner of the Commando calendar is the winner of the Former Cancer Officers' Tournament and is called the First Outsider. Twelve shares. He has the Gospel of Commandment.]

Yeah. in the past, Seo Mun-hye told me about his background in the Cancer Race, and he said that he was trying to get the gospel. He said that the Twelve Commandments were won at the Festival of Cancer and took the Gospel of Commandment.

'Maybe the twelve millennium shareholder was just trying to find out that the new millennium was a huge tool...'

The New Testament is not even the most hidden armor-bearer of all the earth. It was powerful enough to be used by the Sovereign Bishop to bring back the Apostles himself, and possessed a power comparable to that of Chilyo. I wish I could get it, but at this time, the book of Revelation was hard to get because it was in the hands of the Twelve Commandments.

I pondered and said:

"Moon Hye Seo, you went to the 4th arrondissement of the former female officers' tournament. Then you must have seen the Twelve Gospels firsthand."

"Yes, it is. I saw him fight."

"What was he like? Were you wearing a dog whistle?"

"......?"

Seo Mun-hye hesitated.

"A puppy? He was as handsome as Songkok or half."

"Well..."

"Everyone who was watching the Festival praised his appearance."

You mean he didn't wear his old dog booty when he was at the rock show? So you only used puppies when you were face-to-face with me?

'But Mi Mi Hee of consideration also said that he was handsome.'

When I organized my thoughts in my head, Seo Mun-hye's words continued.

"He remembers taking down all his enemies in a second. His weapon was the white siding."

"... stand up? Isn't that a passage?"

"I wore the verse on my waist all the time, and I never used it."

"......"

I understand enough. Those who compete in the Cancer Race are usually at their peak or at their earliest peak, and at the level of a Muslim, they are extremely high level. However, for the Twelve Milky Way Galaxy, which is already in the Great Territory, all the contestants would have been pitied. Instead of using the main weapon, the Milky Way, they would have been defeated in seconds.

'You must have asked about the twelve volumes.'

Even if the master of the Apocalypse is the master of the Apocalypse, or the supernatural, we cannot find the anatomical character of the master of the Apocalypse, the Twelve Commandments. I pondered and asked what I hadn't asked with her pride in mind.

"Sausage, this may be rude, but is it okay?"

"The Sawyer saved my life. Can't you even say that?" Don't worry, ask questions. "

"What was your impression of the man who defeated you in the fourth river?"

"That's... that's..."

Seo Mun-hye shivered slightly because she felt a bit overwhelmed at the burden of remembering humiliating memories. That's why I didn't ask because I didn't want to mess with her self-esteem. She hesitates for a long time and replies.

"It was an anonymous test with a mask."

"Inspection?"

"I was a participant without revealing my name, and I was a practitioner of unknown swordsmanship. He also fought me in the 4th river, taking down all his enemies in a second, and I survived up to three herbs, but I ended up with checkpoint blood..."

"... an enormous number of stateless owners."

I thought it was great to hear that story. At present, my level is at a very high level, but there is no guarantee that I will be able to have a checkpoint in just three seconds. It's because Moon Hye is also a master of the highest class and is learning the method of immortal marriage. It may be possible to push it into the air and win in three seconds, but it will be very difficult to do a checkpoint in three seconds with just the craftsmanship of the sword.

I had my suspicions.

"A swordsman like that is one of the best swordsmen in the Moorish world. Any guesses?"

"I don't know... his sword was so free."

Seo Mun-hye suddenly said as she rethought.

"I remember the three herbs that he developed. Let's open it up."

"Please."

I felt the need to know about the swordsman who defeated Seo Mun-hye. Until now, I thought that Seo Mun Hye had just lost, but Seo Mun Hye's incompetence was higher than I thought. Moreover, she should not be left without finding out about the master who can score checkpoints in only three herbs.

Wheelic

Seo Mun-hye took up residence in the center of the training ground and opened a ceremony assuming I was the enemy.

One herb, this herb, three herbs.

After three attacks, Seo Mun-hye reaches for her sword.

"When I was done here, I was covered in blood."

"......"

"Small talk?"

I just felt a heavy shock in my head when I saw Seo Mun-hye's sword. And I felt like I had uncovered some unexpected information in a place like this.

"I can't..."

I'm sure.

The three herbs seemed to be unfolding at their own pace just now, but I clearly knew that sword.

Wind of the Wind, the Secret Sword of the Wind, and the Wind of the Spirit!

In my past life, there was a system of lewdness found against the lewdness masters when I would have enslaved the lewdness as an assistant bishop and encephalopathist in the Soviet Church. Among them, it was one of the mystical precepts, which I temporarily lifted constraints and used the mystical elders to cast directly. It was because it was likely to be an enemy in the future.

"No way...? '

I thought of two mysterious bodhisattva masters who defeated Seo Mun-hye. And I realized that one of them was powerful.

I turned to the sword to find out if this prediction was correct.