Five hundred years of bareback?!

I always remember a nostalgic statement when I coach people that

When I became an apprentice to my master, I was very troublesome with the training thing.

Very normally, I was just going to get Ponza.

I was thinking lightly around it. I thought if I became the disciple of the strongest man, I could remain the strongest.

So I don't mock the students at school for 'taking classes' without putting so much of their backs in.

A man named me was the most appropriate addition. Even if a student who isn't doing anything wrong doesn't really want to be strong, he thinks that's a good thing.

Nevertheless, I also find it enjoyable to treat those who want to be strong, or to touch the strongest, as the strongest.

I also want to be shamelessly strongest against them, just as my master treated me that way.

"Hi, first time or long time no see...... Recently I was awarded the title and accepted the role of head swordsman of the Sopede family and general contractor as a martial arts guide, my name is Black-and-white Mountain Water"

Lined up before me were the elite units of the Standing Army, Regular Soldiers, which Soaped's main house refrained from.

They feel insulted, intrigued, or respected or fearful in front of me as a wooden knife in the landing.

Everyone was paying attention when they saw me as rumored that I didn't use Golden Dan.

"I am an immature person who is not inherently worthy of the role of a martial arts guide and has never joined the army...... I have received direct orders from my Lord. If you've never crossed swords with me, form a formation. I'm afraid on a 100-person basis... we'll take them all down."

I guess one of the reasons I'm being treated by my brother and father is that I'm not mistaken.

More than a thousand, fully armed soldiers. I beat all of them with a wooden knife, but no one was able to take them down without leaving any sequelae.

All I could do was kill my confronted enemy, the ideal and skill that my master, who had such regrets, gave me.

You deal with a hundred people, you repeat that ten times, and I don't have to kill anyone.

Faces that had even suffered unnecessary injuries from the use of magic were once again turning their fears to me.

Faces that have fought me before are in awe along with warfare.

Yes, all this can't be a festival or a run, it would be just a move for me and my master.

To prove strength, actually fight, but nobody gets hurt.

"Well... now excuse me"

I'm going to have to fight faces that I've fought before.

Nevertheless, it would be bad for them if they didn't seem the same as before.

I swallow the Golden Dan given to me by my master to grow my flesh rapidly. Nevertheless, muscles don't get mucky unusually. It's about the same height as they are in front of you.

On top of that, it was a metal sword in my hand. It was a normal sword, no different from what they were using in front of us.

"Well, you look..."

"This is a provisional appearance. Don't worry about it."

"The sword..."

"This is a sword of pragmatism. Don't worry, using this won't hurt you."

Still, their amazement is remarkable.

Whatever it is, it's been a kid's stature, and even a wooden knife for practice has kicked hundreds of people in the ass.

Now use your normal sword for your normal physique.

As for them, I guess there's a lot of despair about Lasbos suddenly becoming a second form or something like that.

"I will take the time to instruct each and every one of you"

"... thank you"

Tighten your mind and face the soldier who will probably be reaching the veteran range.

On top of that, give way to the lead. The person in front of you punches in with care, but I try to take that from the front.

"Become?!

"That's a good punch in."

"... Ha!

I take his attack with my sword.

That was an option I had never had before and an action I couldn't.

Anyway, my muscle strength wasn't much different from my appearance, so I could only get ahead of them even.

Of course that is a very nasty thing, and I guess it is a kind of ideal image, but it is only possible, I have to say, that it is flawed.

"... oh!

Never before, my way of fighting.

Attack of the swordsman, forgiven for being present with one.

I enjoy it, but unfortunately they didn't seem to.

I often feel like I'm fighting fog or Xia, they say.

No matter how I punched in, no matter how much I surrounded myself, no matter how long I fought, I had no grasp at all.

That and I are ready to attack. You're exalted by that fact, the hegemony was remarkable.

Still, unlike runs, I have the exact skill. That would be the sopedo's elite place.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Right there."

A hard noise sounded like Bakin.

One of my swings broke his sword from the ground up.

He was holding the sword with all his strength, his hands trembling.

More than that, his eyes were trembling.

"Are you… able to handle the sword as well?

"With your current physique, it's possible enough. Though, just the way you fight now, you can't have hundreds of opponents"

If you want to do it, you can use a sword that breaks iron.

Even in those ways of fighting, it goes far beyond regular soldiers.

To that fact, he was trembling. Likewise, other faces besides him.

"Now, the next one, too. Rest assured, if it's just one or two, it might still be... if it's more than a hundred, it'll just piss me off, so I'll settle for it next time without a sword."

Hear that word, and the next soldier will stand before me.

Fight me, the strongest in the country. He was very focused when he wasted that unpleasant opportunity.

From him I feel no evil, but full of temper.

Happily, I can see the trust that I can take it even if I do my best.

Is it desirable or not that you want to answer that?

"Best regards"

I'm cursed that I can't spend a long time on this guy.

Still, I had to coach a lot of people, not just him.

So I wanted to send him as intense time as possible in front of me.

"Go ahead."

"So..."

My surrounding eyes gather around me and him.

From him, a quick strike strikes in.

I'll take it firmly.

That naturally meant the next hand would be delayed, without any help, for me, not to exert a power beyond people's knowledge.

In front of him, he's going to attack, attack, attack.

Humans can't keep attacking at all costs, but they're still pretty much fine in the short run.

Plus, my muscle strength is limited.

Besides, the target is a skilled soldier. I don't have the same strength as those chimps there.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"What?"

Capture the opponent's attack.

Even if you keep attacking without interruption, there is always a gap in the attack beyond waving your sword with force.

Read that and go fast on the other hand.

"Ku......!

"If we carry out a series of attacks..."

Turn to take it, there's no way you can win.

In front of him, he tries to turn into a counter-attack, wondering if he's going to lose.

But still, this one has a better advantage. At a time when the opponent can defend himself, but I attack too.

He was taking it hard. But let him fight back and punch in a few times.

"You should make some moulds and fit them in a few"

"What!

Try to cut back, even from an impossible posture, to turn into an offense.

I waited for a blow from that unnatural posture.

I punched in with all my strength, too, and I was playing his sword.

"It's forbidden to impose if you understand that the other person's skill is on top. No matter how hard you work out, you can't cut your hands out of a position that's not good enough."

"I'm here..."

Very unfortunately, he pulls back.

The sword played is stabbed to the ground, but it may have represented his heart.

"Okay, next one, too."

Until now, I had limited options in swordsmanship.

But more instruction was possible than it compensated for.

I also feel comfortable looking at me.

Already down, discontent and awe from the faces that fought me for the first time.

An amazement at the further increase in bottomless power from faces who have crossed swords several times.

If those are what I once asked for, or what my master really needed.

I would have to admit that I have reached a certain stage, too.

"Please!

"Yeah, let's go on"

If this is my job to keep going, it was very proud.

However, it must be remembered that this is also due to the drug effects of Kim Dan.

The next time you go to Wangdu, ask your master for an extra one.