Turns Out To Be a Genius Duelist

"00: 00: 10 to the next duel.

- Wind: 10 seconds!

Ten seconds into the chat room in the men's district, several challengers chant a countdown together.

- William: 99999999999

- Eyes: 88888888

Do you think this is some kind of new year?

It was ridiculous to see Yoon-suk.

"How can you be so unreal? ’

It's like they think they're playing a game.

- Slaughter: 5555555555

- Black Dragon: 4444444

JWH904: Let's all live!

Seeing this, Yoon-suk thought he was strange....

Actually, it's not.

Only, those people were chatting and Yoon-suk seemed abnormal.

[Current Participants 3,598/10,000]

Only one-third of the total capacity is in chat. Even that includes people who are just leaving it on like Yoon-suk.

Most of the first floor challengers did not participate in the chat.

So what have they been doing all this time?

There is only one answer without any need to worry.

Everyone's been waiting like hell to survive like Yoon-seok.

Perhaps you don't know it, but the more familiar the nickname is, the harder it will be to see.

This is a world of competition, not cooperation.

Survival of the Dead.

Those who do not adapt are eliminated.

00: 00: 00 until the next battle.

Prepare yourself, the duel is about to begin.

The 24-hour wait time is over.

Yoon-suk's vision changed.

The dark stone chamber was nowhere and the sun shined brightly.

Yoon-suk frowned and looked around.

“This place hasn't changed. ”

The same Amphitheater that fought 24 hours before.

There are no signs of combat, of course, of the creature's corpse, and the auditorium is still empty.

Start a countdown.

Yoon-suk smiled.

It's only been a day since the countdown started and it felt like a long time ago.

3.

The user opens its eyes wide to scour the opposing Pokémon.

Then Yoon-suk bitterly bit his teeth.

His opponent was a man, though he was eager to concentrate.

If the first war was murder, now we have to kill.

Well, technically, it wouldn't be murder.

As long as the opponent has coins left.

2.

‘Come to your senses. ’

The opponent was a man.

He was wearing a gray top, basically like Yoon-seok, and he had a longsword in his hand.

He also had long hair and a beard on his chin, which gave him an unusual vibe.

‘You look like an old master on a no-nonsense. ’

While thinking about it, Yoon-suk was flawed.

If you think about it, it will not end with a joke.

Of the four dimensions in the chat room, there was definitely a place called Moorish.

1.

Yoon-suk vaguely felt it.

This will be a difficult battle compared to the monsters who fought in the first battle.

START!

The duel began, and my body became constrained.

Yoon-suk quickly fixed it from holding the sword and shield.

Seeing him like that, the man greeted him.

“Greetings. I am the Roman Angel." ”

An accent similar to Chinese, but not Chinese.

Suddenly, Yoon-suk, who had been given control, was embarrassed.

We had to kill each other in the future, but we didn't expect the other to say hello.

“Haha, we're not enemies of the crippled, we're just asking for a full disclosure. Don't you need to be frozen? ”

It's not wrong to listen.

They're just victims who were dragged here by someone.

But we can't all behave like that...

In the first place, it seemed familiar with this situation.

“I'm Choi Yoon-suk. ”

In response to Yoon-suk's awkward and uncomfortable answer, the man smiled proudly.

“Hahaha! You really are from another world. By the way, are you from the military? ”

Yoon-suk reluctantly replied.

“Once upon a time.”

As one of the boys about health, Yoon-suk also went to the military. Of course, it will be completely different from what the man thought.

Apart from special cases like the camp, no modern infantry uses shields.

“I see. Most of our troops were poor, but I'm very curious about you. I'll take good care of it.”

Maybe it's time to start.

The man raised his sword and took up his own riding ceremony.

And I dared to say,

“My very own sword, enhanced in action by the Blue Dragon Swordsman. I'm proud that I won't fall into anyone's lap if I use my sword instead of my inner circle. ”

There is no way to confirm the authenticity of the words.

Yoon-suk Hana sensed that the mood of the man had changed.

What if he was just a nice guy, and now he's a sharpened prosecutor in his practice?

The man's aura was sharp as skin.

Yoon-suk bit his tongue quietly.

Otherwise, I felt overwhelmed and my body would harden.

“I'll be going, then. ”

Whee!

There was no sound of fighting.

A man slowly narrows the streets with his sword pointed at him, stabbing him like an electric quartz.

It was a swift blow that could not even be thrown off or bounced off while using the sword.

But Yoon-suk had a shield.

Kang!

The man's sword is blocked by his shield.

Yoon-suk didn't stay still either.

I stopped it once. Attack once.

Like he practiced thousands of times in the waiting room, Yoon-suk waved his sword without hesitation.

Live or die.

In a duel between the two, hesitation was luxurious.

Nevertheless, Yoon-seok's attack turned to nothing.

It was a matter of skill, not of mind.

Grab him!

The man flicked his sword with his sword as if it were so natural. Yoon-suk's posture was shifted with antielasticity.

The physical specs were the same, but it was natural for a man to hold a sword with one hand and two hands.

The man is not satisfied with this, but he stabs the sword again like a snake, and Yoon-suk uses his shield to stop the attack.

“ ……. ”

Yoon-suk silently swallowed the needle.

I only fought two but my neck is cold.

I tried to stop him, but this time it was really close.

But you can't stay frozen like this.

After successfully blocking the shield, Yoon Seok swings his sword reflexively. However, the black man of Yun Seok was just meaninglessly cutting off the vacancy.

A man who had just taken two steps back said.

“It must be as annoying as the shield since the inner air is gone. I'll go back to the beginning, too. ”

Yoon-suk felt like his shoulders were getting heavier.

The strong opponent even changed his mind.

‘You don't have to.... ’

Yoon-suk straightened his nerves, and soon again, the man swung his sword fiercely.

Nothing seemed to have changed since the beginning.

Yoon-seok stopped the attack with his shield, then attacked the same way.

The man also bounced back with his sword.

There was a difference there for the first time.

Puck!

The man swings his foot instead of the sword.

A strike that could not be avoided by Yoon Seok, who was inclined only to feel the edge of the sword moving.

A kick from a blind spot in the shield is inserted into the abdomen of the defenseless yolk.

“Cough!”

I almost lost my sword and shield when I lost my strength.

The protected organs in the subcutaneous fat screamed.

It was hard to breathe properly, but there was no time to be idle.

Yoon-suk desperately raises his shield.

The man stabs at the sword again, not missing a gap.

Kang!

Once more, the power is transmitted beyond the shield.

Yoon-suk's balance was completely shattered as he added the force of pushing to his disoriented posture.

Again, he didn't give me time to fix it.

The man has struck the sword again.

Yoon-suk thought, lifting up his shield.

We can't stop it this time, but we can't guarantee it next time. Maybe it'll be harder to stop him because his posture is more collapsed.

The only chance we have is now! ’

Yoon-suk's judgment on intuition was quick and accurate.

Yoon-suk throws his shield forward, which securely protects him. The man casts a bewildering glare that he didn't expect to use his shield as throwaway water.

Yoon-suk stabbed his sword in front of him without missing the time.

And…….

Phew!

A sharp blade cuts a man's flesh.

For the first time, Yoon-suk has succeeded in an effective attack.

Unfortunately, the man's waist did not cause any fatal injuries.

Flank, not abdomen.

After that, he fought without stopping, but the man quickly stepped back and opened the street.

That created a short-lived state.

Shield! We have to pick up the shield! ’

If I have to, I only have now.

We must retrieve the shield before the man is repaired and again narrows the streets.

Yoon-suk bent his waist to pick up the shield.

At one point or another, my sixth sense rang out in alarm.

“ ……? ”

My instincts moved me before I even realized it.

Yoon-suk stepped back and looked at one line. The line was drawn like a flash and cut through the front of Yoon Seok.

“Is that a good feeling? You don't have enough experience, but your judgment is very quick. ”

I admire the surprise of a man.

Yoon-suk Han was not even happy about it.

Even if it was a little late, it wouldn't have ended well.

I tried to find the shield for no reason, but I almost screamed.

Yoon-suk folded his mind neatly.

‘Let's give up the shield. ’

It is a one-on-one duel in which only one of us cares about each other.

There's no way I can get a chance to pick up the shield that fell to the ground.

“Throwing a shield was a really good move. Use whatever you can... It reminds me of when I first started in the romance. ”

The man was relaxed even though blood was leaking from his side.

Do they not feel pain?

I even heard that, but Yoon-suk shook his head.

It's not like that.

A man feels pain.

It's just that I have so much practical experience with pain that I think it's nothing.

Suddenly, the target looks enormous.

Yoon-suk, who had been psychologically atrophied, took a step back without his knowledge.

‘There's no way I can win...' ’

Physical conditions are the same, but the difference is superior.

Nevertheless, Yoon-suk was able to endure until now because he only saw the virtue of the shield.

But now I've lost the shield.

There's only one sword left.

Even then, the sharp blade looked sharper in the eyes of Yoon-suk.

‘Die, die...' ’

Perhaps death is inevitable.

Even with coins and resurrection, you can't escape the pain of having a fragile hemorrhagic egg.

I was so afraid of Yoon-suk.

“Hmm, are you inducing caution? ”

The man asked, but he also knew my heart. It's unlikely.

I was disappointed in the eyes of the man.

Yoon-suk had a familiar look that reminded him of a horrible memory.

- Loser.

I heard Kang Hyung-woo's voice from somewhere.

Yoon-suk froze like a well-trained dog.

- How many times have you had a chance to fight me?

You're right.

If Yoon-suk wanted to confront him, there was an opportunity.

But I didn't.

I didn't think I could win.

“You, you're taller than me and you've learned to box. Ash, you had talent! ”

- You had a gift. Don't you get it?

“ ……. ”

After coming here, Yoon-suk was also confused.

Maybe his talents are better than Kang Hyung-woo's.

I lived without knowing because I didn't want to fight.

But there was still an excuse.

“Ha, but then my parents... ”

You think my dad's gonna be swayed by what I'm about to say?

“ ……. ”

When I was a child, I had no idea.

- Well, he knew it sooner or later, so he probably did.

It was in the first grade of high school.

- Do you know how surprised I was? I never dreamed that you would resist when you thought you were completely tamed.

If the harassment continues, Yoon-suk told everyone that he would inform them and Kang Hyung-woo stepped back.

I thought that tough story was over.

But around that time, a fire broke out in my father's factory.

Thankfully, the JC group helped Yoon-suk's house to avoid the debt....

Yoon-suk was once again filled with a collar.

- But you know what?

Kang Hyung-woo says.

It's not real, but even the look on your face is clear.

- The one that set your factory on fire, that was me.

Cripple.

Deep inside of Yoon-suk.

Something dark and thick moves.