Chapter 113. The End (4)
Right after blocking Hyeok Ilso's Heavenly Wind Sword Art, I burst into hearty laughter.
“Hahahaha.”
It wasn't because I had finally realized the true aning of the Moonlight Coiling Sword.
Looking at Hyeok Ilso's montarily crumpled expression, I just couldn't hold back my laughter.
“For having blocked it just once, your reaction is quite excessive.”
The expression of the man trying to act cool belatedly was also amusing.
“Hehehe. Is the spot where you got stabbed last ti starting to throb now?”
“Wipe your nosebleed before you talk. You look like an idiot.”
He was right.
Right after I blocked his sword strike with the Moonlight Coiling Sword, my nose started bleeding.
Just like swinging a sword according to the subtlety of yielding, I was bringing out the subtlety of yielding with only sword qi.
It was easier said than done; a headache that felt like my brain would explode surged for a mont.
It wasn't a particularly important problem.
“What’s a little nosebleed if I can clean up the trash. Hehehe.”
This ti, it was my turn to take a step towards him.
Soon after, he began to unleash the Heavenly Wind Sword Art again.
As if to block the trajectory of his incoming sword, I once again drew a full moon.
The mont his sword blade touched the full moon, I pulled a part of the sword qi that was maintaining the circular shape.
Like slowly pulling and stretching a viscous substance like malt syrup.
It was a very precarious process.
If you pull one spot too forcefully, it's bound to tear. The sa went for sword qi.
As the sword qi stretches while being pushed by his power, I add more qi.
Not clashing, but embracing.
Like catching a thrown egg with a thick cloth.
His sword, enveloped in the soft sword qi, gradually lost its montum, so the power did not continue to stack.
Finally, a way to block the Heavenly Wind Sword Art had been found.
My intuition was right. The Moonlight Coiling Sword was the secret technique to counter the Heavenly Wind Sword Art.
It was just that my insight had failed to understand it properly.
“Hahahaha. I'm sorry, Master! For having such an idiotic disciple!”
“Madman.”
The movent of the man who clicked his tongue changed slightly.
Between the Heavenly Wind Sword Art.
Swwwaaaaeeek.
The Shadowless Blood Flash Sword was mixed in.
It wasn't packed with ferocious power, but its speed was much faster.
After barely blocking or dodging the Shadowless Blood Flash Sword a few tis.
This ti, he suddenly unleashed the Heavenly Wind Sword Art.
There was no ti to draw a full moon.
Slice.
As my forearm was lightly cut again, a thought occurred to .
Does it have to be a full moon?
After all, the full moon is just a shape. The true aning isn't that.
After that, I exchanged blows with him a few more tis.
When he tried to use the Heavenly Wind Sword Art again, I swung the Restoring Na Sword to et his sword.
Instead of drawing a circle, the sword qi stretched out long along the trajectory of the Restoring Na Sword that advanced in a straight line.
It looked like an extrely thin and delicate piece of silk.
Or perhaps it looked like the moonlight faintly draped over the night sky.
At the sa ti, it felt like my brain was going to be stretched out like taffy.
It went beyond a throbbing headache to a pain as if my head was on fire.
It felt like my brain was going to lt.
As if this level of mastery was not permitted to .
I ignored it.
Like a ruffian trampling on a clean snowfield, I advanced, trampling that realm with my muddy feet.
Drip.
Whether the nosebleed flowing from my nose increased or not, my eyes only followed his movents.
When he used the Shadowless Blood Flash Sword, I dodged or blocked with my movent technique, and when he suddenly used the Heavenly Wind Sword Art, I enveloped and deflected it with a simplified Moonlight Coiling Sword.
Occasionally, I would counterattack using techniques like Azure Heaven's Hidden Smile or the Flying Swallow Sword Art.
That was right. While my brain felt like it was lting, I was only now managing to fight on equal terms.
And if I kept using the Moonlight Coiling Sword, sothing might really go wrong with my head.
Instead of being cut by his sword, it felt like the Moonlight Coiling Sword was lacerating my brain.
Regardless, I bit my tongue and focused on his movents.
Hyeok Ilso, who was throwing his body around and swinging his sword.
Hyeok Ilso, whose posture didn't break at all despite the obstacles all over the ground and despite swinging his sword while twisting his body strangely.
As I followed his movents, my gaze naturally turned to his feet.
Suddenly, a strange sight entered my eyes.
A part of the inner energy that rushed through his Eight Extraordinary ridians gathered at the soles of his feet.
Up to this point, there was nothing unusual. Whether it was a movent technique or footwork, it was natural for inner energy to flow to the soles of the feet.
But the flow of qi gathered at the soles of his feet was sohow subtly different.
It wasn't just flowing through the various blood points on the soles of his feet.
How should I describe that?
It was as if he was gripping the ground with his hands.
The qi flowing on the soles of his feet was gripping the ground.
It also looked as if a skein of qi was stuck to the ground.
For so reason, the image of Nam Geon, whose foot had been caught by the Human-faced Spider's silk, ca to mind.
While I was focusing on that strange sight, he once again took a step and swung his sword.
Even while twisting my upper body minimally to dodge that sword strike, my eyes were fixed on his feet.
To be precise, his left foot, which had just pushed off the ground.
He concentrates inner energy on the soles of his feet to create explosive speed in an instant.
It was a natural principle.
But his inner energy didn't just gather at the soles of his feet and stop there.
A minute part of the qi skein ca out of his Surging Fountain Acupoint.
In addition to the soles of his feet, it looked as if that qi was pushing off the ground together. Just like shooting a palm wind with one's hands.
As he perford a sword dance right in front of , a laugh escaped unknowingly.
“Hehehehehe.”
I finally understood.
The secret contained in the wondrous movent technique called Life and Death Blood Steps.
Just as I had brought out the subtlety of yielding through sword qi, the Life and Death Blood Steps used the qi flowing on the soles of the feet to grip or push off the ground.
Why was it that what I couldn't see before, I could see now?
The answer was not hard to find.
It was thanks to the Moonlight Coiling Sword.
If I had expressed softness with qi, he was pulling or pushing the ground through qi.
“Hehehehe. Thanks to you, I've learned a very useful technique.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
“You don't need to know.”
Hyeok Ilso furrowed his brow.
“Madman.”
Seeing the ugly bastard's face crumple was truly a fine sight.
“Now, prepare to die. After I kill you, I have sothing new to train.”
Although I had figured out the secret of the Life and Death Blood Steps, it was impossible to imitate it right now.
Just keeping up with the enlightennt from the Moonlight Coiling Sword was turning my brain into mush.
To imitate his Life and Death Blood Steps in this state?
I could clearly see a future where my brain would explode before I could kill him.
It didn't really matter.
Even if I couldn't imitate his technique right away, I had found a way to kill him.
He snorted and took a step.
In ti with that mont, I shot an Azure Heaven's Hidden Smile towards his left leg.
His expression montarily contorted.
He hastily moved his left leg to dodge it, but.
Slice.
With a faint cutting sound, a light spray of blood flew out.
At the sa ti, his Shadowless Blood Flash Sword flew at .
Was it because he had hastily moved his left leg? Unlike before, a slightly deviated trajectory.
After easily dodging it, I swung the Restoring Na Sword at him.
No. To be precise, towards the empty space slightly to his right.
Soon after, his body, which was about to move to the right, abruptly stopped.
The Restoring Na Sword grazed his forearm.
Slice.
He looked at with a grotesque expression.
“What did you do?”
“Hehehe.”
Now I could tell how he was trying to move.
I had watched his Life and Death Blood Steps quite a lot, from our last fight to this one.
But no matter how much I watched, I couldn't predict his movents.
From the sa stance, his movents were always protean.
I couldn't even tell the difference even when watching the flow of qi with my second eye.
Because even though the qi gathered in his legs and feet in the sa way, the result would be different each ti.
But not anymore.
I could see that even if the inner energy flowed in the sa way, there were subtle differences.
I could predict what movent he was going to make next.
“A man who is about to die doesn't need to know!!”
I closed in on him again.
Thanks to my eyes, I could see both the trajectory of the sword he would swing and the qi flowing through his body.
I had even figured out the secret hidden in the Life and Death Blood Steps.
When I can clearly see the future where he will move, what reason is there not to be able to keep up?
Watching the trajectory embroidered in the air, I deflect or dodge his sword montum.
Then, whenever he uses the Absorption Art to grip the ground with the soles of his feet, I aim for that and unleash Azure Heaven's Hidden Smile.
Slice.
Cutting sounds and sprays of blood constantly fly from his body.
But there were no fatal wounds yet.
I wasn't trying to play with my opponent like that madman.
Every ti my sword flew at him, he would react mont by mont, twisting the flow of his qi.
If I had done such a thing, it was a skill that would have twisted my qi and blood, causing to vomit blood long ago.
After a few exchanges of fighting, inflicting only shallow cuts.
“Fine. Let’s go to the end and see who dies.”
The man, who had been focusing on evasion for a while, smiled coldly and swung his sword.
“I've already died once, so this ti it’s your turn.”
I also willingly swung back at him.
Our swords clashed, and sparks flew.
Clang.
The blades that grazed past each other also skimd across the other's body.
Slice.
Shallow cuts accumulated near vital points that would have been fatal if they were just an inch deeper.
If I moved by seeing the future, he was overcoming the crisis with his insight at every mont.
To think that I could only barely keep up by seeing the future. It was truly absurd.
If there was one fortunate thing, it was that.
Slice.
The number of tis he was cut by the sword was more than .
If there was a minor problem, it was that.
Drip.
The nosebleed flowing from my nose increased, and the headache was getting worse.
It had beco a fight of whether I would kill him first, or my brain would turn to mush and I would die.
As expected, it was just a minor problem.
After all, if I stop, I die.
With that mindset, I threw my body and swung my sword a few more tis.
Once again, the sight of the qi gathered at the soles of his feet gripping the ground entered my eyes.
The man, who had strongly gripped the ground, swung his sword ferociously.
The mont I aid for his fixed leg and thrust the Restoring Na Sword at his heart.
I realized sothing was wrong.
The flow of qi flowing through his body twisted violently.
The qi on the soles of his feet that was gripping the ground suddenly pushed his body in reverse.
In accordance with this, the movent of his sword also changed.
The sword that was flying in ferociously suddenly flew stealthily and sharply like that of an assassin.
It seed Hyeok Ilso had noticed.
The fact that I had realized the secret hidden in his movent technique.
And he used this to his advantage.
The future was reflected in my eyes.
His sharply twisted body.
The Restoring Na Sword that grazed his side instead of his heart.
And his sword piercing my neck.
Do I have to just accept the destined future?
I saw Hyeok Ilso’s face.
The arrogant smile of a genius. That smile that was mocking .
With my brain already on fire, a rage that felt like it would lt my head surged.
Towards my damnably slow body. Towards this flesh that was mine, yet I couldn't handle it properly.
Towards the qi that flowed in my body, yet did not flow as I willed, I scread like a madman.
Move.
Move.
Move, I said. You dog-like body!!
In the endlessly slow world.
The sword path that was advancing straight twisted, and my body also twisted to the side just a little.
As my movent twisted, Hyeok Ilso's sword path also began to twist slightly.
But no matter how much of a genius he was, was it difficult to twist a movent that had already been twisted once in a hurry?
The countless skeins of qi that flowed loftily through his Eight Extraordinary ridians.
So of them beca entangled with each other, and sparks flew from various places in his Eight Extraordinary ridians.
It seed he had suffered internal injuries.
Regardless, I once again twisted my sword path to match his changed movent.
In that sliver of ti, Hyeok Ilso and I continued to repeatedly twist our bodies and sword paths slightly.
After repeating that act a few tis, now all the skeins of qi flowing in Hyeok Ilso's blood points were entangled with each other.
Was it because of the severe internal injuries? Hyeok Ilso's face, which had been mocking , beca completely distorted.
My face was reflected in his crumpled eyes.
A figure with blood flowing from all seven orifices, grinning like a madman.
I was no different from a ghost.
Soon after, a grueso sound of flesh tearing echoed in succession.
Slice.
Squish.
At the sa ti, the flow of the world, which had been stretched to its limit, returned to its original speed.
Terrible pain raged throughout my body.
The most severe was my head. It was to the point where I wanted to split my head open and pull out my brain right away.
Funnily enough, the pain in other places was so great that I didn't even feel the pain from where his sword had grazed my neck.
What held my fading consciousness was Hyeok Ilso's voice.
“Damn....... it.......”
Looking at the state of the man with his heart pierced by the Restoring Na Sword, a laugh escaped again.
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