episode_0108

‘Uh, um, uh… ?’

A lost voice echoes through Paeng Jin-ah’s mouth.

gulp-!

I think the sound of swallowing dry saliva is particularly loud.

The temperature felt through the flowing sweat drops is particularly sensitive.

Paeng Jin-ah, frozen like a stone, stopped in place, forgetting that he had to get away from Yoo Se-ha.

“…professor?”

I feel a strange movement.

Yoo Se-ha tilts his head and looks back.

Face to face face to face at a distance of less than 5cm.

‘… ‘Huh!’

The breath heated by training enters through my nose.

Strangely sweet…

And the addictive smell.

Add to this the sculptural appearance, and Peng Jin-ah’s heart shakes as if there has been an earthquake.

“Is there a problem?”

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ugh!”

Finally, I managed to come to my senses and retreat.

Stay calm. Wheal.

‘I am a professor.’

The person who teaches him.

You must not show him wavering.

I had to somehow maintain my dignity(?) even if it meant showing off.

… Still, I should apologize, right?

“Hey, I… I’m sorry. Cadet Yoo Se-ha.”

“…yes?”

Fortunately, it seems like there is no awareness.

Thanks to you, Peng Jin-ah breathes a sigh of relief.

“Ah, no. Nothing… hmmm! Let’s proceed.”

“Ah yes.”

*

Boom, couple boom!

Peng Jin-ah swung his sword and looked directly at Yoo Se-ha, who was sweating beadily.

‘Be cool, Peng Jin.’

If you think about it, nine, nine, why…

There was no need to be so upset.

The relationship between yourself and him is that of a teacher and a disciple.

This level of skinship can happen at any time.

‘… Well then… It’s natural. Um, um.’

There is no need to be surprised, as it was not done out of selfish interest in the first place.

Isn’t it just purely for teaching purposes?

There was no need to be ashamed, and there was no need to exaggerate the delusion.

‘… huh?’

for a moment… ?

With my teacher… student?

At that moment, Peng Jina realized that she had forgotten something really important.

Memories from the past, when I spoke with .

―Samai, do you know what? Do you feel very happy when your student calls you ‘Master’?

―Are you referring to the child called Nydia? Obviously, he has the nickname【Sacred】…

-that’s right. It’s a feeling that warms my heart.

I hope someday Samae feels that way too.

‘… hmm.’

Peng Jin-ah cleared his throat loudly on purpose, drawing Yu Se-ha’s attention.

“Keuhum…Keuhum!”

“…professor?”

good night.

He is looking at himself.

Peng Jin-ah pretends nothing is wrong.

He continued talking, pretending that he didn’t really want to do it.

“Cadet Yoo Se-ha. I don’t know if we are meeting in the class or something external, but we are currently in the class. In other words, I think we need to think about our relationship again.”

“…Uh, relationship…?”

“No matter how much I think about it, I think we need to sort out our nicknames. Don’t you think that too?”

“…yes?”

Peng Jin-ah twitched the corner of her mouth toward Yoo Se-ha, who was looking at her with puzzled eyes.

Close your mouth and exhale as if crawling.

“teacher…”

“ah!”

“If you want, you can call me Master…”

Peng Jin-ah is just looking at the outer wall with her arms crossed.

Yu Se-ha took a moment to analyze the meaning of what she said.

‘… … good night?’

When you say it’s good, you’re saying it’s definitely not right, right?

Well then, there is no need to call him teacher instead of professor to make it confusing…

‘Oh, wait a minute?’

A subtle corner of the mouth with that expressionless expression.

Is this an expression of anticipation?

Professor Paeng Jin-ah, the so-called ?

‘… Uh, um.’

I felt like something was wrong, but I decided to give it a try.

“Yes, Master. Please take care of me.”

“…Keuhum! Try it one more time.”

“…Uh, Master?”

“Um, um…”

Then, Paeng Jin-ah, smiling with satisfaction, takes over.

“I am asking you to take care of me.”

Disciple.

* * *

The first semester class I took at 《Gonis Hunter Academy》.

The class was better than I expected and progressed step by step, building up knowledge.

―In such cases, it is better to use tongs rather than a butcher knife. Miss Mahana.

―Mwaaa! okay. Thank you for letting me know. professor.

―I’m really happy to be of help to you.

Choi Chaegul’s class.

He especially cared about the four of us, including Mahana.

From what I heard, I don’t know why, but he said he received a warning from the chairman, but he looked rather relaxed.

―In this case, you have to send it back to the rear dealer…

―Next, we will understand the durability of slime.

In addition, Kkankanmi still teaches classes full time.

Although it is not as extreme as the first class, Bong Mi-chun and others create and provide hands-on practice that is close to the real thing.

Since I entered school, it has been a really busy time without any break.

Of course, the biggest thing for me was Professor Jin-ah Peng’s class.

“Ah, are you here, Master?”

“Um, are you ready? Cadet Yoo Se-ha.”

“yes.”

I was in the middle of setting up the gym for today’s class.

Before I knew it, Paeng Jin-ah came and stood next to me.

There was one thing I felt recently.

Peng Jin-ah basically has an expressionless face, but she clearly has her own joys and sorrows.

‘You seem to be in a good mood today.’

I could feel the emotion of joy from the corners of my mouth that rose ever so slightly.

On the contrary, it was characteristic that it went down a little when angry or depressed.

While thinking, Peng Jin-ah nodded with satisfaction and gave the signal for class.

Then, he took out something long from his magic bag.

The identity of something is…

‘… club?’

no.

When I looked again, I saw that it was a clunky black greatsword without a single edge.

Well, of course, I don’t know if this can be called a great sword…

“I will teach this today.”

“…Um, Master. What the hell is this…”

“Seeing is worth seeing. Let’s pick it up.”

I accepted the piece of iron handed over to me with one hand.

Seeing that he was handing it over so lightly, my thoughts that it must not be that heavy were immediately shattered as soon as I picked it up in my hand.

Both arms going down in an instant.

The unbelievable weight makes a dent in the floor of the gym with a bang.

“W-What…?!”

“It’s a gravity sword.”

“Gravity…sword?”

Peng Jin-ah explains that it is a weapon made of a special metal that amplifies its weight.

It was originally used as an industrial tool, but it was forcibly modified…

Peng Jina lightly held the gravity sword with one hand and handed it back.

“Catch it, Cadet Yoo Se-ha. According to my calculations, with your strength, you can handle it no matter how difficult it is.”

“Ah yes!”

good.

You’re doing it right.

This time, I concentrated my consciousness and magical power and grabbed hold of it.

When I strengthened both arms as Peng Jin-ah said, I was able to hold and swing it in my own way, even though it was shaking.

“Then let’s start class now.”

First, lower yourself to the upright position and repeat the cut.

“The total number of times is 1,000.”

“yes!”

*

‘… … ‘

Peng Jin-ah, with his arms crossed, looked at Yoo Se-ha, who was swinging the gravity sword with a booming sound.

“…Keuuu!”

Beads of sweat were flowing down his forehead like rain.

Bulging tendons appear on both arms holding the gravity sword.

There must be a strong desire to let go right now…

He was holding on quietly, holding on, and moving as instructed.

A spirit of steel that never wavers.

It was to the point of admiration.

“That’s great, Cadet Yoo Se-ha. Let’s do the same thing we taught you yesterday. There’s no need to be fast. Just proceed slowly and accurately.”

“…Keuuu! Yes!”

Of course, Peng Jin-ah didn’t bring this evil device to harass Yoo Se-ha.

In fact, gravity sword training was one of the methods she used many years ago.

‘[Paecheon Sword Technique] is a powerful and independent martial art that wields absolute power in one single blow.’

In fact, one normal hit was close to lethal force.

Destructive power that shatters with just a brush.

A sword with a speed so fast that you can’t even react.

Here is a sense of balance that will support all of this, and last but not least, martial arts skills with the art of gentleness.

‘… Originally, I would have to start with understanding softness, but… ‘

He had already come to understand this a long time ago.

Now that you’ve learned the most difficult thing right away, all that’s left is a simple, ignorant method.

In other words, what he needs now is Spartan-style training to control his explosive power.

Nothing was as effective for him as this.

There were also other targets.

‘… It might buy me some time.’

‘Gravity sword training’ is a training method that is difficult even for those who graduated from the academy.

Originally, it wasn’t something that should be taught to a cadet who hadn’t even finished half a semester yet.

This means that no matter how genius Yoo Se-ha is, it will take some time.

Peng Jin-ah expected it.

‘Even if I can’t do it, it’s half a year… ‘

Yeah, it will take that long.

In the meantime, I was watching him closely and examining him.

The plan was to find and reinforce more necessary training methods.

I thought that was my first step as a teacher.

*

But, 2 hours later.

“……”

Peng Jin-ah was as hard as a stone and broke into a cold sweat.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

It’s clumsy.

No, correct me.

It was clumsy.

Obviously, at first, the sword trembled under the weight, and all I could do was barely swing it.

But what does this mean now?

“Whoop, whoop!”

“……”

The trajectory of the gravity sword swinging vertically and horizontally in the hand of Yoo Se-ha, who took a deep breath.

It’s not flashy or powerful or anything like that.

Compared to before, there was almost no difference in swinging the sword freely.

‘… ‘That’s absurd.’

Due to the abnormal weight of the gravity sword, wielding it purely through strength is virtually impossible.

So what you really need to learn in this training is how to handle force.

The emphasis was on control, as if taming a vicious dog, by not forcing enormous power, but by following it to one’s own rhythm.

‘And what makes that control possible is… ‘

It is .

The most important skill for tankers and dealers.

By correcting your breathing, you adjust your muscle strength to when you need it and when you don’t.

Furthermore, breathing is essential for exerting strength beyond your limits.

Of course, realizing this trend is not easy.

Peng Jin-ah thought that no matter how great he was, it would take half a year.

But no.

It was such a big mistake and miscalculation.

In just two hours, he quickly reached the position he had envisioned.

‘… Only 2 hours… ‘

To get there…

Even taking into account my inexperience, it took more than three years.

This is actually… …

It was at a level that could be called evolution.

Peng Jin-ah realized why this phenomenon occurred.

‘The density of time is different.’

For Yoo Se-ha, one minute would have a similar effect to an average person’s 100 hours.

It might be more than that.

anyway…

Huh…

This has become really difficult.

Wheungjin folded his arms and swallowed his saliva.

I try my best to keep a stern face, but a shiver runs down my spine.

‘… ‘Oh, what should I do?’

Like this…

If you absorb it and reach it this quickly…

Oh, what the hell…

What and how should I prepare?

*

Meanwhile, Yoo Se-ha, who wielded the gravity sword, was gaining his own enlightenment during this short period of time.

The trajectory of one swing.

Surprisingly, one swing had the effect of swinging it a thousand times in Yoo Se-ha’s mind.

At some point, Yoo Se-ha closed his eyes.

When you block out what is visible, movement becomes more clear.

As if the light is stronger in the darkness where nothing can be seen.

‘free.’

I felt like I was being released from all the restraints on my body.

[The category flowing through your sword is now so high that no one can say anything.]

[The level of ‘swordsmanship’ increases. Strength increases by 1 as a level reward.]

[The brute sword, filled with strength and pleasure, moves according to your will. The blocking wall collapses, and a storm of swords rages from there.]

[The level of ‘Blood Heaven Sword Technique’ increases. This is an Epic level skill.]

[As a level reward, strength increases by 1, speed by 1, magic power by 1, and spirit by 1.]

[The fate of the high star engraved on your body begins to turn.]

[Your talent and understanding of weapons will permanently increase.]

[There is no limit to this ability.]

‘okay… ‘

Peng Jin-ah’s teachings are now heard in my ears.

Thoughts and understanding floating around in my head.

and…

‘This feeling in my hand.’

I felt like the gravity sword in my hand was as light as a feather.

The feeling of being like a hermit walking on clouds brings a smile to my face.

Puzzle-!

At that moment, red sparks explode from the gravity sword.

“……?!”

Peng Jin-ah’s eyes widen as she watches.

That impact.

It was definitely true.

‘… This… ‘

It is being released.

There was no doubt that he had attained enlightenment related to the [Fight Heavenly Sword Technique] and was in the process of unlocking and liberating himself.

Currently, he was holding a gravity sword and swinging it repeatedly in accordance with the movements instructed.

There was nothing similar to the [Paecheon Sword Technique] anywhere.

However, there was only one thing that caused such a phenomenon to occur.

‘Are you saying you are gaining proficiency just by imagining it?’

Peng Jin-ah burst out in exclamation.

He literally wields a sword…

No, he was not necessarily limited to swords, but seemed like a person born to make all the arts that exist in this world his own.

However, because of that…

Peng Jin-ah’s ‘groaning’ became more severe.

In fact, it was a given that the ‘gravity sword’ training would be completed within this week.

‘… Ah, it doesn’t work… ‘

If you teach this early…

‘… I don’t have anything to teach you later… ‘

But you can’t.

My student is showing such incredible growth, and I can prove it with my own eyes. As a teacher, how can you cherish your teachings?

“Cadet Yoo Se-ha. That’s it.”

“…Ah yes!”

Peng Jin-ah sighed softly.

He untied the sword from his waist and tightly grasped the sword.

And a little gloomy…

I close my eyes tightly, like a child whose parents have taken away the snack they were eating well.

“…Starting next week, please bring your main weapon.”

“…Uh, that means…”

“okay.”

Peng Jin-ah nodded.

“From next class…”

I will teach you about the [Breaking Sword Technique] in earnest.

* * *

Three more weeks pass.

A spacious and well-equipped training hall exclusively for Professor Jinah Peng.

Bang, ka-gang, ka-ga-gak!

Wheal.

And her first and only disciple, Yoo Se-ha.

The two men were clashing their weapons at each other.

The nameless Hwando and the divine [Saint’s Sword] clash while emitting red lightning.

Before they knew it, the two were continuing their conversation using [Heavenly Sword Technique] as if it were natural.

“Cadet Yoo Se-ha. I’m going.”

“Yes, Master!”

Immediately after finishing speaking, Peng Jin-ah’s new form disappears like lightning.

A tingling sensation resonates.

With the danger rising up his spine, Yu Se-ha immediately turned around.

Both hands are in a good position to share the ball or room at any time.

All techniques for accepting the opponent’s power and returning it back unfold like well-interlocked gears.

The magic power that swirled through his entire body soon took the shape of a ferocious white tiger and spread out.

Finally, I shouted with all my might.

“[Pang-Arang]!!!”