Academy Assassination Genius

When you arrive at the training ground.

Namgungik held a wooden sword and demonstrated the Samjae method.

Of course, it was a little different than I thought.

“You can swing it roughly like this.”

A man-sized rock was broken into six pieces and was lying on the floor.

On the other hand, Namgoong-Ik, who demonstrated his sword skills, held an ordinary wooden sword without any magic applied.

It didn’t even carry a sword, but it split the rock with only a wooden sword.

“You want me to try this?”

“yes. You said you want to learn from the basics?”

There was no malice towards Namgung-ik.

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Just because you can do it yourself, your eyes are filled with the conviction that others will be able to do it too.

I wondered if the definition of the word basic skill was different from what I knew in this world.

However, I searched through the terminal, but as I know, the basics were just basics.

“OK. I know roughly how to do it. Hanzo, can I try it first?”

Shin Seong-ah swung the wooden sword like a toy and said.

As far as I know, Shin Seong-a has never learned a sword.

He said that today was the first time he had even held a wooden sword.

In terms of swordsmanship, like me, or even more beginners than me.

“Do it first.”

“Then go!”

In an instant, the wooden sword was swung three times.

Although he couldn’t cut down the rock like Namgoong-Ik, he succeeded in making two deep marks on the rock.

The second attempt was successful, but the moment the third trajectory was drawn, the wooden sword shattered and turned into powder.

Who could look at that look and think I’m a beginner who’s just picked up a sword for the first time today?

“The first two times were good. The angle of the elbow and wrist shook as I swung at the end.”

“Is it so?”

“And if you relax your body a little more and swing the sword, you will be able to swing the sword more sharply.”

Far from being surprised by that appearance, Namgung-Ik calmly pointed out what was wrong.

Shin Seong-ah corrected the points he had pointed out to him on the spot.

He broke the rock into six pieces.

“Now, it’s Hanzo’s turn.”

Right after that, she handed me the wooden sword she was wielding.

The pressure was no joke.

It’s like these crazy talents.

The one who told me to do that from the beginning. The one who does it right away.

Is this the feeling of a shrimp whose back was broken in a whale fight?

The two of them looked at me with mixed eyes.

It wasn’t an atmosphere where I could say I couldn’t do it, so I decided to give it a try.

‘I don’t know again. I had a talent for swordsmanship that I didn’t know about. Like the two of them, I can cut a rock with a wooden sword at once.’

snap-

But nothing like that happened.

A wooden sword held firmly with both hands.

The wooden sword swung vertically touched the rock.

The wooden sword was cut in half and flew through the sky.

Took- Took-

Only the hollow sound of the half of the flying wooden sword was heard.

“uh… . It must have been because he gave me the wooden sword I was using. I’ll bring you a new one.”

“I think the wooden sword was fine.”

“no. I brought a new wooden sword here.”

Shin Seong-ah handed me a new wooden sword, rarely hiding her embarrassment.

Likewise, Namgoong-Ik couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

“… … ?”

It doesn’t have the ability to read hearts, but ‘why did the wooden sword break?’ pay.

‘Why couldn’t I cut the rock with a wooden sword?’ It would be something to think about.

That’s why I want to tell these damn talents.

Being able to cut through rocks with a wooden sword is not a matter of course.

“after… .”

It wasn’t my intention to betray the expectations of the two of them.

What you can’t do is what you can’t do.

I asked him to teach me how to use the sword, hoping that he would take care of his posture.

I didn’t know you would ask me to cut a rock with a wooden sword from the first class.

[You are doing something interesting.]

While I was fiddling with the wooden sword handed to me by Shin Seong-ah, Mae-gu started talking to me.

‘Weren’t you taking a nap?’

[I took a nap. Get your posture. Even the original woman can help to some extent.]

‘you?’

[How many people do you think wielded the main woman? Most of them passed away without leaving a name, but they were among the three fingers of their time.]

Learn swordsmanship from the sword.

Isn’t it strange to think that a car can teach you how to drive?

It seems that self-driving is also coming out well these days.

Of course, it was completely different from just giving instructions in words and showing and guiding them in person.

“I’ll try one more time.”

“This time we will succeed!”

Shin Seong-ah encouraged me, and Namgoong-ik cheered me on with his clenched fists.

I wonder if this is something that will even receive support, but there is nothing to lose even if I fail.

[Change your posture first. I don’t think I’ve seen you holding a sword like that before.]

‘posture?’

[Yes, holding the sword tightly with both hands, it’s a posture close to the standard. Isn’t that the posture you’re used to?]

It was.

Although there were several times when I grabbed the urethra with both hands and swung it in order to push it with force.

Originally, this is not the posture I used to hold a sword.

‘One hand instead of two. And hold the sword in reverse instead of straight posture.’

I held the wooden sword in reverse.

The wooden sword felt better in my hand than when I held it in an upright position.

Instead of standing upright on the spot and swinging, he slightly lowered his stance and took a step forward to swing his sword.

Unlike before, when I held onto it with both hands and swung it with force, the sword was swung lightly.

‘this… It works?’

The wooden sword was not broken, and a shallow indentation was left in the rock surface.

If it was a success, it was a success.

Although I wielded it in my own way, different from the Samjae swordsmanship Namgoong-Ik taught me.

“… … .”

Namgoong-Ik stood there with his arms crossed and his eyes closed.

It looked like he was thinking deeply about something.

“I swung a wooden sword in an unusual posture. Was it like this?”

And Shin Seong-ah was swinging the wooden sword in a posture similar to the one I wielded.

Of course, it was a sharp and precise trajectory that was incomparable to the one I had just swung.

In the meantime, Namgoong-Ik must have organized his thoughts and opened his mouth.

“Have you ever learned swordsmanship?”

“I don’t think I ever learned properly.”

I can’t be sure, but not when it was based on me.

Obviously, in elementary school.

There were times when I thought I wanted to learn kendo, but I didn’t learn it because I was already attending taekwondo.

“Isn’t today the first time you’ve held a sword like Shin Seong-ah?”

“Because I used to use daggers or daggers.”

“Looking at the posture on the body. It didn’t look like it was a skill he’d only swung once or twice.”

Namgoong-Ik nodded and agreed to something.

spoke soon.

“Because the posture of wielding a sword has already been ingrained in my body to some extent. If you forcefully fix it, it will become poison on the contrary.”

“Are you okay with the posture you’re wielding the sword right now?”

“It looks like it needs some correction, but the posture itself looks fine without it.”

It might be a habit he developed while handling a dagger with a short blade.

Did this body learn how to wield the sword in reverse from the beginning?

It was something unknown to me now.

But one thing is for sure, the blow I just swung was deeply engraved on my body.

“Don’t you need to lay the foundation separately?”

“Laying the foundation at this stage won’t help much.”

“Then, is there no choice but to polish it through actual combat?”

“Normally.”

I don’t know if it’s fortunate or unfortunate.

Although it was nice not to have to build up exp from zero step by step.

I wanted to be able to learn proper swordsmanship, but I never thought the habit carved into my body would stand in the way.

“But that doesn’t mean there aren’t things I can teach you.”

“Just teach me anything. Namgungik Daehyeop.”

I lowered my head, held out my arms and said so.

“It’s a big threat… .”

“Shall I call you teacher? Or Master or Master?”

“Where did you hear that?”

Namgoong-ik waved his hand, telling him not to do that.

It was a friend who had a taste for teasing, but let’s stop at this point.

“If you can teach me, I will be grateful.”

“Anyway, because of the basic swordsmanship, I am reluctant to show it to others. It will be fine with two people.”

Namgoong-Ik grabbed a wooden sword and took a stance.

The spirit radiating from his body became infinitely sharper than usual.

“I will only show you once. It’s been a while since I’ve held a sword, so I might fail. Look Carefully.”

“okay.”

Shin Seong-ah, who was playing around swinging her wooden sword, quietly put down her sword and came next to me.

Are you trying to show the secret swordsmanship of Namgung Sega, such as the ‘Changgung Muaegeombeop’ or the ‘Emperor Sword Type’?

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Namgungik’s sword moved.

The direction of the end of the blade would have been towards me.

I had visions of dozens of knives aiming at my throat around my neck.

Knees, elbows, gaze.

Every move he made was a swordsmanship.

What you’re holding is probably just a wooden sword that doesn’t have a blade.

A sharp blade that would not exist was clearly visible in front of my eyes.

The small movement gradually grew, but his movement continued uninterrupted.

Rain, wind, storm, clouds.

As if oneself is a small sky.

All of these phenomena were implemented with a single sword.

Namgoong-Ik, who had become a small sky and wielded a sword, stopped with his eyes closed.

‘Even with my eyes closed, there is no gap.’

Even if I suddenly swing the wooden sword I’m holding here, he’ll react.

It didn’t stop there, but I had a clear feeling that his sword would drop my neck.

“Whoa… .”

breathe deeply.

He was passing the bets he had collected from Danjeon all over his body.

The bet that touched the tip of the wooden sword took the form of a sword.

The heavy sword energy instantly shattered like snowflakes.

It spread like mist, then changed into a thin thread-like shape that fluttered on top of the sword.

‘Inspect! I never thought Namgoong-Ik’s level would be that high.’

I haven’t reached the level of sword steel yet.

If he only devoted himself to the sword, it was certain that he would be able to reach the level of sword mastery before the year passed.

‘Why is he not using a sword, even though he has that level of swordsmanship?’

I had such a question, but judging from the fact that he expressed his refusal to hold the sword itself.

It must have something of its own.

And as if it was the last time, Namgungik’s wooden sword swung toward the rock.

The gap that splits a moment into a moment.

A sword squeezed between them and swung.

I couldn’t see all the traces of the sword being swung with my half-sighted eyes.

The sword must have cut through the rock.

The rock stood firm as it was, unmoving.

“Whoa~”

Shin Seong-ah, who did not know when she approached the rock, blew lightly.

sigh-

It broke in two like a rock sliding.

The surface of the rock that was cut as if sliding was smooth like a mirror.

I don’t know how sharp a cut can be.

“after. It’s been a while since I held a sword, but fortunately my body still remembers it.”

Saying that, Namgoong-Ik wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Even for him who had reached the peak, the technique he had just shown seemed to consume a considerable amount of mental strength.

In the novel, there was no lie in Namgung-yeon’s statement that Namgung-ik had more military talent than he did.

According to the original story, a character who should have gone backstage due to the devil worshiper incident immediately before.

Like me, Namgoong-ik will make the flow of events different from the original work as an existence itself.

‘Some kind of Joker card… . No, a poisoned chalice might be a better term.’

There was no law that the flow of events that had changed so much would always go in my favor.

I swung the wooden sword while recalling the swordsmanship Namgung-Ik had just shown me.

* * *

Summer vacation is over now.

Since it’s vacation, there will be no classes. I stay at school and train all day long.

Time went by so fast.

“Today.”

Today is the day when the main character of the novel, Kang Min-hyeok, returns from Gwangma-dong.