Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"I'm a sodmaster who can't come."

[That's all] And now we can start using it, right? First of all, when it comes to dealing with the sword, it really combines with the body.]

The sword grinned.

It's gonna be pretty strong. Besides, you've improved your physical abilities since you got here, haven't you?]

"Yes."

Walters' training was definitely excessive, but it was just the right training for Asher today. Thanks to this, the limit of muscles and the control of strength have improved considerably.

There's no limit to your body. Training makes you stronger as much as you do. It's better to get as much as you can.]

***

"I need to change my plan.”

At Walters' sudden remark, Asher turned her head.

"What else do you mean?"

"Your speed is too fast."

Walters kicked his tongue. Now Asher was lifting a rock as big as a house with both hands.

Control the force, awaken all muscles and lift the rock with the best and lowest force. The movement was so smooth that it felt like seeing an art.

"I can't believe I'm done controlling my powers in two weeks, and I'm done with something else in a month. I thought it would take months or a year even if I couldn't... Your body is so special."

Walters looked at Asher's body with distrust.

"It took me 10 years to get to your point now."

Walters broke everything in the past because he couldn't control his power. That's why the cannabis personally created a control tool. It meant to break it down.

"I got the power, and I couldn't control it at first. I thought I was going to grab it a little, but the cup was crushed, and the tree was broken by a lightly wielded fist. Everything was as awkward as it was in the wrong clothes."

That's why Walters didn't meet people. He murmured in a strange tone.

"But you don't."

That was the answer. Asher was able to control the force from the beginning. There was no breaking things or moving the body at will like Walters.

It was just a matter of mastery. That was the difference between Walters and Asher.

"How can a body be so different? It's like…."

Walters murmured.

"I feel like I'm seeing the body of a completely different species."

"You may say so."

Asher put the rock down. The ground shook with a thud.

"I don't know much about my body."

Being a sodmaster, my body's limit has risen. He didn't know more than that.

Walters scratched his nose.

"That's why I don't know. The human body doesn't make much difference. But the results are completely different even though you train the same way as me.”

He laughed bitterly.

"It's both fun and futile. Well, good. This is one of the fun. Let's change the plan. I'm done training my body."

"Already."

"Adjusting power, and identifying your own limitations, and proper distribution and complete control. I was going to teach you that, but you already know everything. You don't have to teach me what you know."

Walters raised his chin.

"Now lift the sword."

Asher reached into the air and grabbed the sword that appeared. Walters looked at the wrist guard with a curious look.

"That. I was just wondering. Oh, right. Heiban gave it to you.”

"Do you know?"

"I know. I sometimes looked around when it was made. Do you know who it was originally made for?"

"Yes."

I couldn't have known. It was made for himself.

Walters gave a wry smile.

"I'm glad you know. He looked like you. Oh... it was his last time. No. In a way, it's not the last."

Walters swung his head around.

"You'd better find out about him, too. There will be a lot to learn since I look like you.”

"…I see."

[Everyone I meet talks about you in your past life] What the hell have you been doing?]

Enshir muttered, and Walters clapped his hands.

"Okay, then let's get started. The sword you learned must be the Imperial sword, right?

"Yes."

"Open it up."

Asher moved his body, holding the sword without a murmur. Decades of repeated movements took place at the fingertips. After the swordsmanship, Walters exclaimed.

"I don't know much about the sword... Perfect, Hiban. I know why he's interested.”

Asher's sword was impeccable even when he looked at it as an outsider. He didn't know much about the sword, but instinctively he could feel it.

"Stretch your whole body. With all our might."

Asher gave me strength. Muscles swell and transcendent power is contained in the whole body.

"Then let's have a fight. There are certain conditions."

"What if it's a condition?"

"What could it be? It's swordsmanship."

Walters' condition was to fight with all his might, using only swordsmanship.

"You are two things apart now. Although he has been training steadily, the actual battle is one thing. So, from now on, we are going to try to harmonize the body and the sword."

"In a fight with Mr. Walters?"

"That's it."

Walters nodded.

"I think, if you can reconcile the two things, the body and the sword… If I attack with all my might, I'll be able to stop it."

"And jokes."

If Walters does his best, he moves the mountain and an earthquake occurs. It was a force comparable to a natural disaster. Walters grinned at Asher's words.

"We'll see if it really is."

Walters rushed in. The air splashed and cracked, and the fist fell into Asher's head.

Asher teased the sword.

Whoo-hoo!

There was an unbelievable sound that the sword and fist bumped into each other. The blade of the sword wobbled and curved. As soon as Asher stepped down, Walters took a step forward.

And within that one step, the distance narrowed. Asher tried to make fun of Walters, who dug into his arms, paused and pulled the sword.

The sword moved. a simple straight motion But it contained art.

Whooooooh!

Walters faltered for a moment. He gave a hearty laugh.

"The biggest drawback of imperial prosecution is that there is no such thing as a curious mystery in it! But what does that matter? I don't have anything like that!"

Walters punched out. A storm of wind blew through Asher's body. He put a sword into the ground and rolled himself to land.

"But I've only experienced two defeats in my life! Even those who had mastered swordsmanship couldn't show off their dignity in front of me!"

Walters screamed and ran, and Asher withdrew with a stiff face. My body was already creaking and my muscles were about to break.

But Asher swung the sword. The forces beyond human beings clashed with each other.

"Do you know why?"

"Your body and strength are overwhelming."

Walters didn't know anything about fancy techniques. It was just simple, swinging and stretching his fist.

Nevertheless, Walters was strong. Because you have strength.

"Yes! No matter how simple it may be, it's no longer simple as soon as it has power! It's a technique in itself!"

Asher put the sword into Walters' stretched fist. He raised the edge of the knife, bounced it, and threw it away. The body of Walters and the end of the sword collide.

Ting!

It bounced off like a layer upon a plate armour. The blade couldn't pierce the armor made of flesh and muscles.

[That doesn't make any sense]]

"That's the same way you should aim."

"In the end, it's power."

Do you think you are ignorant? But that's the answer."

Walters grinned.

"With power, it's hard to control even simple movements."

Now Walters was proving it.

"It's a simple but sure way."

Walters swung his fist.

***

Walters' theory is not wrong. The Imperial Examination is simple after all. No matter how hard you try and improve, the basics do not change.

If so, rather than adding techniques, use force to break the plot. That was close to the answer.

It was just that the path was close to a test.

Asher gasped. Sweat flowed like a waterfall, and bones and muscles shrieked.

a state of disability to the general public But Asher moved her body. To crush his head, he dodged Walters' fist and moved his sword. He made fun of his back and stepped on the ground to give him strength. Walters' body curled back slightly.

"Sigh. That's great. I can't believe me.”

Walters admired it, but Asher had no time to answer now. Walters chuckled at the condition of Asher.

"Let's call it a day."

Asher sat down and closed her eyes. I checked the whole body's senses and slowly stabilized my body. He was watching him with the eyes of Valters.

'You've got a lot of guts.’

I've been competing for nearly half of the day for a week. It wasn't a bumpy one, but a battle with all its might.

And in the meantime, Asher continued to fight silently, without bringing up a single complaint.

'...you really look like him.’

It was to the point of wonder. How can he look like a man like this? He has learned imperial sword and looks similar in personality. At the moment, I had a ridiculous doubt, but Walters shook his head by himself.

'He's dead.’

Walters made a bitter face for a moment, but soon opened his face wide.

"Do you have a clue now?"

"To a certain extent."

"Okay, so now....”

Coo-oong!

There was a roar outside. A sense of uneasiness overtook them. Walters frowned as if he was used to it without much used to it.

"What? You're back again. Bothers."

"…the beast?"

I felt something, something dark. Walters made a splash.

"Ho. How did you know that?"

"Because I have a keen sense.”

After reincarnation, there was a sense of recognition of what belonged to darkness. Walters tilted his head.

"Did you know that from your senses? It's amazing."

"Why are they here?”

This is the territory of Walters. Even the beasts and monsters did not approach this place.

"And I don't think there's one or two."

It was a double-digit figure at first glance. Walters picked himself up.

"I told you the first time I saw you. It's been a long time since you've been here except for your friends."

The words did not include anything that was not human.

"You've been bugging me all along."

That was followed by Asher after Walters who went out.

Dark beasts were swarming at the beginning of the mountain.

[…this is.]

The Ensir groaned.

an army of beasts There seem to be dozens at least. It is enough power to destroy a country.

When Walters and Asher appeared, they straightened up their scales, hair all over their bodies as if they were about to run out. Walters laughed and shouted loudly at the sight.

"You must have brought a lot this time! You must be pretty scared!"

…I can't beat you if you don't do this.

Someone walked out from among the beasts.

It was a human figure, but it was different. It has a red horn on its head, and has bats' wings on its back. Instead of the whites, the eyes were filled with only black pupils.

I don't know if I can win with this.

"Why do you come if you know?"

I don't want to come either. I want to run away if I feel like it.

"Then why don't you run away?"

You can't run away because it's an order.

The opponent replied with a gloomy face as if he really hated it.

Asher stared at her opponent. The energy of that being is very familiar.

The opponent's eyes also turned to Asher. At the same time, his black pupils began to tremble …Why are you here?