Star Instructor, Master Baek Chapter 46: You Wanna Go At It Now?

Namgoong Su was having trouble blocking Myeong Il-Ohs flurry of attacks.

Whats going on? All of a sudden he!

It was shocking and confusing. In the blink of an eye, the new instructor candidate who couldnt even touch the hem of his sleeves transford into a master martial artist capable of pushing him to his limits.

CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK!

Wooden sword and wooden stick clashed. The instant Namgoong Su lost a bit of his balance, Myeong Il-Oh unleashed a fierce wave of blows.

Damn it!

He hadnt broken a sweat in over a hundred exchanges, but barely a dozen exchanges after Myeong Il-Ohs change in tactics, his back was drenched.

I cant let things continue like this!

Namgoong Su rooted his feet to the ground and brandished his sword, even though he knew that as long as he took a few steps back, he would be able to catch his breath and counterattack.

His pride just wouldnt let him show even the tiniest hint of weakness or break the handicap he had put on himself: The imaginary circle. He hadnt declared the handicap out loud, but before the duels had started, hed already decided that the mont he left this circle, he would consider himself defeated.

Y arent you reading this at ?

HAAA! For the first ti, he shouted out loud to reinforce his conviction.

SWISH!

He drew a large, smooth circle with his wooden sword and perfectly deflected all of Myeong Il-Ohs attacks, which had been pouring down like rain.

Myeong Il-Oh hurriedly stepped backward.

WOAAAH! As expected of Mr. Namgoong!

Yeah, you cant let it end like this!

The instructors and students exclaid in admiration at Namgoong Sus skill.

However, Namgoong Su was not the least bit satisfied with the result. He predicted what I would do and retreated out of my range

Originally, he had planned to counterattack imdiately after blocking Myeong Il-Ohs flurry, but Myeong Il-Ohs retreat widened the distance between them, forcing him to abandon this strategy.

Huff Huff Myeong Il-Oh coolly steadied his breath for the next round of exchanges.

Seeing this, Namgoong Su finally realized that he was trapped by the imaginary circle of his own making.

One more ti! Myeong Il-Oh shouted before lunging forward once again.

Unfortunately, Namgoong Su hadnt yet caught his breath and couldnt reply.

TAKTAKTAKTAKTAK!

Myeong Il-Ohs offensive was daring and relentless. Taking advantage of Namgoong Sus inability to move out of the imaginary circle, he darted in and out of his opponents reach.

If youre seeing this, you are at the wrong place.

SWOOSH! WHOOSH!

At first, Myeong Il-Ohs distancing wasnt very precise, but as ti went on, his attacks beca more and more asured, as if he had Namgoong Su completely outmaneuvered.

Contrary to Myeong Il-Ohs growing confidence, Namgoong Su felt as if he was being toyed around with. To make things worse, Myeong Il-Ohs weapon of choice was a staff, which had a much longer reach than Namgoong Sus sword.

Is this guy really the sa person as before? Even if he had a hidden trump card, this is too much! Its as if soone else is controlling his body Wait, thats it. Soone is helping him!

The more Namgoong Su thought about it, the more convinced he beca. Unlike before when he hesitated at every step, Myeong Il-Oh was now too confident, like he had stopped thinking and was just focusing on his footwork and attacks.

Even though his base strength and skill hasnt changed, he no longer has any wasted movents. That alone is enough to make a huge difference! But who the hell

WHOOSH!

Without even looking, Myeong Il-Oh deftly turned his head to avoid Namgoong Sus sword. At that mont, Namgoong Su saw a young man about his age in the audience stand.

Baek Su-Ryong?

HEH.

The mont their eyes t, Baek Su-Ryong grinned and Namgoong Su realized what was going on.

CRACKLE CRACKLE!

SO ITS YOU!!! Namgoong Sus body shook with rage and his eyes burned with unbridled fury, but unfortunately for him, that mont of inattention was a costly one.

Where are you looking in the middle of a duel?

!!

Y arent you reading this at ?

Neither Baek Su-Ryong nor Myeong Il-Oh missed the opportunity.

WHIZ!

In an instant, Myeong Il-Oh stepped into the imaginary circle, blocked Namgoong Sus wooden sword with his staff and kicked his calf, sending him tumbling backward. Facing the panicked Star Instructor, Myeong Il-Oh smirked. This is the end!

He swung the wooden stick with all his strength and inner qi, even as Namgoong Su frantically raised his sword to defend.

SMAAAASH!

Namgoong Su fell on his back or so everyone thought.

Myeong Il-Ohs only mistake that day was being too confident in his victory.

What do you an, the end?

Namgoong Su was bent over backwards by the force of Myeong Il-Ohs final strike, but his back was still several inches off the ground. It was a position that required incredible balance as well as ridiculous lower body and abdominal strength.1

Im the one who decides Namgoong Su muttered as he stumbled back two or three steps, then rolled over and scrambled back to his feet.

S-Shit!

Myeong Il-Oh hurriedly retreated, but Namgoong Su had already filled his sword with inner qi.

When this duel ends!

BZZZZT!

A dazzling white sword qi gathered around Namgoong Sus sword.