The Regressed Sword Demon Changes the Future

"Keu, keuhahahahahahaha!"

Han Chuyeong laughed loudly, looking at Jang Baekseo who was aiming his sword at him.

"Ah, haha, sorry, sorry. I never imagined I would hear such words."

Han Chuyeong, who had laughed so much that tears had even formed in his eyes, suddenly stopped laughing and glared at Jang Baekseo with a blank expression.

"Don't be ridiculous, brat."

And with those words, he swung his sword.

Although there was a distance of nearly three feet between them, it didn't matter at all.

The decisive difference between sword qi and sword force!

Unlike sword qi, which could not leave the sword, sword force could be flown from the sword.

Hwoooong!

Han Chuyeong's dark navy sword force flew towards Jang Baekseo.

Even with the sword force, which had the power to turn a person's body into minced meat in one blow, in front of him, Jang Baekseo's movements were extremely calm.

Jang Baekseo, who had slipped under the sword force using only the movement of his knees and the elasticity of his waist, had Han Chuyeong's sword, which had already narrowed the distance, falling on his head.

But Jang Baekseo, who had already anticipated even that movement, hit the ground with his hand in a lowered posture and threw his body to the side.

Kwaaaaaang!

Han Chuyeong's sword force struck the ground, and a roar shook Mount He.

"…Wow~ not bad? It was a pretty confident move."

Certainly, the move that Han Chuyeong had just used was a pretty good technique.

If it were a master of the same transcendent realm, it would be a different story, but if it were a lower-level person who could not use sword force, they would naturally have to avoid an attack using sword force.

Since it was an attack flown with a horizontal slash, the direction of evasion was naturally limited to up or down.

And in that way, he would aim for the opening created by the opponent jumping up or ducking down and would fly in to deliver the next attack.

In particular, this continuous attack was more difficult to deal with when the opponent dodged upwards than when they dodged downwards.

If even Jang Baekseo had dodged upwards, he would not have been able to avoid the attack as easily as he had just done. Of course, he had dodged downwards because he had seen through even that.

'He's good at dealing with lower-level opponents.'

Jang Baekseo thought so and swung his sword towards Han Chuyeong's opening. Of course, Jang Baekseo's sword was imbued with sword qi.

But.

Kaang!

"Hahaha! It won't work with sword qi~ it won't work with sword qi!!"

Han Chuyeong's protective qi flickered and deflected Jang Baekseo's sword.

"There's no way such a shabby sword qi would work in front of a protective sword force, right?"

The enlightenment of flow and knot that sublimated sword qi into sword force. Of course, this enlightenment was also applied to the protective qi. And some called the protective qi that reflected these two enlightenments a protective sword force.

"…Is that so?"

Jang Baekseo swung his sword continuously, not caring about Han Chuyeong's reaction.

Although Han Chuyeong also received it, Jang Baekseo's sword broke through the gaps between his swords and struck his body.

Kang kang kang!!

"I-it won't work!!"

"So what?"

Breaking through Han Chuyeong's opening, Jang Baekseo flew a kick (foot technique) at his leg.

Crack!!

"Ugh!?"

"You said it wouldn't work?"

"Th-this!!"

'As expected, he's a brat.'

Although Han Chuyeong spoke as if the protective sword force were an invincible shield, the protective sword force was by no means invincible.

And those who knew that did not easily call the protective qi a protective 'sword' force, even if it contained the enlightenment of flow and knot.

Just now, in the exchange, Han Chuyeong's protective sword force, which had lightly deflected Jang Baekseo's sword, had not shown that much defensive power against Jang Baekseo's kick.

'It's a simple story. That guy 'optimized' his protective sword force to respond to 'slashes', and the protective sword force created in that way did not show as much defensive power against 'strikes' as it did against 'slashes'.'

Sword force was not omnipotent.

For example, if you created a sword force on a sword, it was a sword force. And its basic nature was naturally to converge on 'slashing'.

Since it was a sword force created based on a sword made for cutting in the first place, although its detailed nature could change depending on the sword technique or the qi art, the fundamental nature of cutting did not change, and in the end, its pure essence was to return to cutting.

But the protective sword force was different.

Unlike the sword force, which was specialized in one attribute to harm the opponent, the protective sword force, on the contrary, had to respond to all attacks of each attribute.

And Han Chuyeong, seeing Jang Baekseo using a sword, had woven his protective sword force into a form specialized for slashes. And the sword force created in that way had easily deflected Jang Baekseo's sword qi.

But it had not shown that much defensive power against the 'strike' of the kick that had come in, aiming for that opening.

'It's a basic thing that an experienced transcendent master should naturally know.'

But Han Chuyeong had been caught off guard, showing off without knowing even such a basic thing.

Han Chuyeong was nothing more or less than a brat who was just running wild, believing in his own level, even though he looked plausible.

Han Chuyeong, who had been hit by the sudden kick, seemed flustered for a moment, but he soon regained his composure, as if he had not won the transcendent realm by playing Go-Pa.

'Ho ho? He's fixed the weave in the meantime?'

In response to the 'strike' from Jang Baekseo's kick, Han Chuyeong had fixed the weave of his protective sword force.

Although he had done it to supplement his weakness, it was just ridiculous to Jang Baekseo.

And at some point, without a signal or a sign, Jang Baekseo rushed at Han Chuyeong.

Although he had been slightly hit by being caught off guard, there was a vast wall between the transcendent Han Chuyeong and the peak Jang Baekseo that could never be crossed… or so Han Chuyeong thought.

But…

Kang!

"Keuk!?"

The sword strike that had aimed for the opening in Han Chuyeong's sword had cut his body.

Although it had not left a wound on his body due to Han Chuyeong's protective sword force, the sword had not been deflected one-sidedly as before. Moreover, it was clear that Han Chuyeong had been clearly hit, even though he had not been cut.

"…This bastard!!"

Although Han Chuyeong was enraged and was swinging his sword force like crazy, he could not even touch a hair on Jang Baekseo.

'…His sword technique is crude, perhaps because he relies too much on his sword force.'

As he said, perhaps because he had been using a fighting style that relied on his sword force for a long time, Han Chuyeong's sword was full of openings in Jang Baekseo's eyes.

A crude strong sword that crushed with force. That was Jang Baekseo's honest evaluation of Han Chuyeong's sword technique.

And breaking through that opening, Jang Baekseo broke into Han Chuyeong's bosom.

Crack!

"Eek! That won't work anymore…"

Although Jang Baekseo had kicked Han Chuyeong's lower body with a kick just like before, Han Chuyeong, who had already woven a protective sword force that responded to strikes, was not hit as hard as before.

"Then this?"

But he could not do so for the following attack.

Bang!

"Keuk!?"

It was a matter of course, but the types of attacks were not limited to slashes and strikes.

The palm technique that unfolded from Jang Baekseo's hand exploded on Han Chuyeong's solar plexus.

'The effect is surprisingly good. Brave Sage Palm.'

Before going on the escort mission, Jang Baekseo had learned various high-level martial arts of the Mysterious Profound Sect from his master, Cheongmu. And among them, there were not only sword techniques. The Brave Sage Palm was also one of the martial arts he had learned at that time.

Although he had woven a protective sword force to respond to slashes and strikes, perhaps because he had not thought of 'pressure', Han Chuyeong was clutching his stomach with one hand and retreating.

The damage from the actual palm technique was probably not that great.

But no matter how weak an attack was, the amount of damage would vary depending on the place it hit.

Jang Baekseo's attack just now had accurately struck Han Chuyeong's solar plexus, and the impact was enough to momentarily interfere with Han Chuyeong's breathing.

Of course, it was a matter of course…

"I have no reason to wait for that."

Jang Baekseo had no reason to wait for his breathing to return.

Of course, even in a situation where breathing was difficult, a transcendent master was a transcendent master.

Although Han Chuyeong was flying his sword force in succession at the pursuing Jang Baekseo, Jang Baekseo dodged all of those attacks as if it were ridiculous.

Jang Baekseo, who had come right in front of him, swung his sword, aiming for Han Chuyeong's neck. Han Chuyeong hurriedly tried to block that attack with his sword force.

But…

Crack!

"Keuk!!"

The upper neck thrust was a feint. The moment Han Chuyeong's sword covered his vision, Jang Baekseo's kick, which had changed its posture, exploded on Han Chuyeong's leg once again.

Han Chuyeong had quickly changed the weave of his protective sword force even in the moment when his breathing was blocked by the palm technique.

Although Han Chuyeong had woven a protective sword force that could respond to the three attack attributes of 'slash', 'strike', and 'pressure', that had rather become a poison.

Since he had changed the weave of his protective sword force to respond to various attacks, the repulsive force that had lightly deflected Jang Baekseo's sword at first no longer existed in Han Chuyeong's protective sword force.

Of course, it was much sturdier than a bare body, but it was by no means absolute.

In addition to that, Jang Baekseo had broken in even further from that state.

He grabbed the upper arm of the hand holding the sword and lifted it up.

Although Han Chuyeong tried to resist, it was much easier for a human body to push up than to lower an arm.

In addition to that, since he had been distracted by the continuous strikes, it was an even easier task.

Crack!

In that state, Jang Baekseo repeatedly hit his lower body with kicks.

"Damn it!!!"

As if he had completely recovered from the shortness of breath caused by the palm technique, Han Chuyeong suddenly raised his qi and shook off Jang Baekseo.

"Th-this rat-like bastard!!"

"Huh? Where in the world is there a big rat like me?"

Jang Baekseo laughed at Han Chuyeong, who was panting.

Jang Pangyo, who had been watching the whole scene, could not help but be astonished with his mouth wide open.

Although it was only one move, Jang Pangyo, who had fought with Han Chuyeong, knew well.

Han Chuyeong was by no means an easy opponent.

Then what was the scene he was seeing now? Wasn't Han Chuyeong, who had neutralized him with a single move, being beaten one-sidedly by that boy?

It was not that he was holding back or saving his strength. Han Chuyeong's appearance of raising his sword force and protective sword force as much as he could was proving that he was giving his all in this fight.

But the result was not very good.

Although Han Chuyeong had given his all, his attacks had repeatedly cut through the air, and Jang Baekseo's attacks had continued to push him back.

Moreover, what kind of trick had he used that he was continuously inflicting damage on Han Chuyeoong, who was clad in a protective sword force?

For a moment, wondering if what he was seeing was a dream, Jang Pangyo pinched his cheek hard.

But Jang Pangyo was soon able to confirm that all of this was not a dream but a reality, after paying a great price, through the tingling pain in his cheek and the wound on his chest that was bleeding again because he had moved unnecessarily.

(End of Chapter)