Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World

18 – Iron-Blooded Spirit Technique

1.

Jegal Seoyeon ponders.

It happened when he was young. It was the time when he finally voiced his long-held curiosity.

“Father, why are we categorized as Wulin disciples? I’m only nine years old and have only studied letters.”

There was no immediate response.

Now, he competes with the lower power and Habeokpaengga to climb up in the world. People said, “Why did Jegalsega become a Murim’s?” even though he isn’t powerful.”

It’s not that they don’t show one side of the Martial Lord. It’s just that there aren’t any people who have an appropriate level of martial arts.

When the Mureung Maeng stood up against the former Emperor’s raid, Jegalsae’s position was not like this.

If Jegalsae took the most important role as a strategist, it was the family that showed a aspect by gathering various marquee people together and carrying out the operation steadily.

However, Jegal Seoyeon thinks to himself. If his own strength is not strong enough, and there is no basic strength, then the operation cannot begin.

Also, if he were powerful enough, there would be no need to carry out any operations. He would just need to overwhelm at will.

So Jegal Seoyeon has been training and studying concurrently. And through extreme efficiency of practice… he reached 5 stars.

What he felt pleased about was that he could still grow.

He still couldn’t feel the wall yet.

He can lead Jegalsega.

“《Honwon Wall Force》”

Come on, guy from Paengga.

….

….

….

Kang!

“…….”

This is strange.

Ka-ang!

“…….”

This is strange. That person’s sword skills, earlier, why do they remind me of something I had heard before?

It seemed like Pungya Hwa was not alone in feeling strange.

“What’s wrong?”

To Eun-ho’s question, Yeon-ha replied: “… Why does a sword execution similar to the Jinjewang sword execution come out to Jegalsegaya’s Jegalseoyeon?”

Hoping for an answer, Yeon-ha looked at Jang Myeong-soon.

“Not a sword execution.”

“Yes, but…”

Tap. Jang Myeong-soon covered her eyes.

“The eyes.”

Paeng-ya-hwa felt a strange frustration. It wasn’t that her swordsmanship wasn’t working. It was a pressure that seemed to weigh down on her.

The same pressure as someone who has suffered from the Je-wang sword execution.

To shake it off, she continued with a wild flurry of blows.

“The completion is quite high.”

Crack! Clink! Crack!

It was a sword fight from the beginning. Paeng-ya-hwa had to win in a power struggle, but it was a precarious feeling, as if just barely holding on.

The more she continued with the flurry, the more she felt it. This girl was reading all her sword movements.

Upper right sword. Three consecutive strikes at 118 degrees, 140 degrees, and 100 degrees.

Feign a 90-degree cut and rotate 30 degrees counterclockwise from the left.

Blink. As soon as she blinked, all the information came in.

Overwhelming visual acuity and a brain that could read it.

She could clearly see the movement of muscles.

She knew which direction based on the movement of shoulders and knew what was a fake attack based on rigidity.

“I haven’t even shown you any moves yet.”

It was different from the Je-wang sword execution, but the result was similar.

“… Eyes.”

“That’s right. It’s the eyes. Do you feel the difference now?”

Paeng-ya-hwa also noticed it. That it was pure physical strength, not caused by the sword execution or the sword’s energy.

“Don’t laugh… It’s not over yet.”

Taking a step back, Paeng-ya-hwa swung her sword from a distance.

A huge sword beam flew towards Jegalseoyeon.

-Kwa-a-a-a-a-a-a-ng!

“…”

“It’s useless to attack if it doesn’t work.”

“Such an ignorant… Hmhm…”

However, Pyeong-yahwa is also busy with external and internal work.

“Now we’re going to attack. Is there any objection?”

“Well, hurry up and do it…”

– Pahng!!

Jegal Seo-yeon rushes in like a spear with cheerful steps.

“….!”

However, there is no gap in the attack.

“You’re the only one with exceptional physical abilities… No?”

Rather, Jegal Seo-yeon, who is in a situation where she is within range, unfolds her sword. In response, Pyeong-yahwa also attacks.

“Honwon Wall Power”

“Honwon Wall Power”

The audience went crazy about that.

“Is it the same swordsmanship?!”

Even the sword master touched the sword God saying he saw a rare scene.

Pyeongohryong of Pyeongga was amazed with wide-open eyes and reached the point of convulsions.

“Coping with a sword… Did you copy it?! Don’t you have any pride of Jegal family?!”

Meanwhile, Jegal Se, who quietly kept manners and supported him, sneered at him.

“Isn’t using such a shoddy method that could be cut by just seeing it once a problem?”

Said the sword master.

“That’s not something that can be said to have been cut off. It’s good as it is.”

“What does that mean…?”

“All the opponent’s swordsmanship, movements, and habits are exactly the same. And while daring to transform what comes from external differences such as weapon difference, height difference, weight difference…I made it completely mine.”

As a result of her meticulous calculations, Paengyahwa had to fall here.

“Are you hiding your skills?”

From the beginning, giving it their all… Where is the fool? Um…

Nam Gung-yeon sighed in admiration.

He doesn’t fall behind in the battle of power against a 5-star. It’s frustrating, but Van Riehwa has the upper hand in strength compared to Nam Gung-yeon himself.

‘A gap…!’

Jae Galsu-yeon momentarily lifted the shield strength of Van Riehwa and found two gaps, then launched two attacks.

One was a decoy, meaning a fake, and one was real. However, Van Riehwa reacted in an instant and blocked them.

Just like earlier.

Before, it was what Van Riehwa felt, but this time it was what Jae Galsu-yeon felt.

However, unlike Van Riehwa, Jae Galsu-yeon quickly found the answer.

“An animalistic sense.”

“….Before being attacked… my skin tingles… um.”

Van Riehwa said with a confident expression.

“You… you said that you don’t have exceptional physical abilities, right?”

“Senses and intelligence… Did you know that even before the birth of martial arts in the world, humans were the kings among all animals except divine beings?”

“……..”

“It’s all thanks to intelligence. Because of having this brain, we can create martial arts and grow.”

Jae Galsu-yeon gave a sly smile.

“Hasn’t the winner already been decided?”

“………..”

Instead of answering, Van Riehwa took the stance before swinging her sword.

In response, Jae Galsu-yeon also adjusted his position.

-clang!

Van Riehwa’s speed as she took off was much faster than before.

However, Jae Galsu-yeon only increased his speed to match hers.

“It’s futile.”

-swish!

“That too.”

-clang!

“And this as well.”

-clanking…

“It’s a deadlock…”

“Anything under my calculations…”

-Chwak!

That was the moment. Though the sound of slashing was faint, Panyahwa herself had cut her own arm.

Startled by this impulsive action, Jegalseoyeon only momentarily revealed a gap with her judgment of reaching the 5th level of discernment.

“To defeat you.”

-Paang! Despite following her tactics, the black longsword she held couldn’t deviate from its origin.

The longsword, imbued with the power of the Hwonbeon Barrier, grazed Panyahwa’s hair. If it had been a direct hit, it would have caused a severe wound to her neck.

“I thought I should show you something I hadn’t shown throughout this match.”

“….!!”

“＜＜Iron Zeal＞＞”

However, Jegalseoyeon still had room to spare. The gap between their realms was that significant.

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As soon as the blood sprayed, touching Panyahwa’s blade, it evaporated, obscuring the sight.

“Such skills…kuhk?!”

-Fwooook. The hidden dagger pierced Jegalseoyeon’s abdomen.

“Haahhhhh!!!!!”

Panyahwa raised her blade, now soaked in crimson.

And she struck relentlessly.

Each time she faced the impact, her abdomen was agitated by the dagger.

Damn it..! Damn it..! Damn it…!!

Jegalseoyeon gritted her teeth.

…To think I have to use it here.

“…..?!”

Without paying any attention to the dagger plunging into her abdomen, Jegalseoyeon lowered her head.

And in the next moment.

—–!!!

‘What is this..?’

Panyahwa realized she couldn’t hear the clamor of the spectators.

The council members were rushing towards her.

What’s happening… What went wrong…

– Thud.

– Wow!!!

– “…That was… Realm Swordsmanship?”

– Eunho said, as if he couldn’t believe it.

– “What happened to Yahwa-ssi?!”

– “…It seems she is seriously injured. In an instant…”

– However, Jegal Seoyeon didn’t seem to be in a good state either.

– With numerous cuts, a dagger stabbed in the abdomen, and above all…

– “Guh… Cough, cough.”

– Tears of blood streamed from her eyes at the same time.

– The Chief Swordsman spoke upon seeing that.

– “As a secret move left as a final resort. For the time being, she won’t be able to use such a strike as just now. Jegal Seoyeon may have defeated Pang Ga, but… it seems that’s the limit.”

– “…….”

– Jealousy arose while looking at the helpless Eunho… at the same time.

– “Once some measures are taken… how about going together, Eunho?”

– I suggested that because I didn’t like seeing Eunho so worried. Let’s check Pang Yahwa’s condition first.

– “….Yes. I should also help with the treatment.”

– Eunho thought.

– That Realm Swordsmanship just now. Wasn’t it called Jegal Seoyeon? It wasn’t mentioned in the setting book…

– Jegal Seoyeon was a character who fought by making a superior version of the opponent’s swordsmanship through extreme imitation.

– That must mean it will appear in the story after the Mureumsinseongji gathering.

– Or…

– It meant that the future had changed.

– Such thoughts lasted for only a moment. The match has already started, but Eunho was still lost in thought.

– –Kwaaah!!!

– Until the sound of a loud noise could be heard.

– “What… What is that guy…”

– “Just a single strike? He’s only at the early stages of 4-star…”

– “He’s the Chief’s disciple…!”

– Upon hearing those words, Eunho looked towards the arena. Even though he couldn’t see it, there was something that Eunho could feel.

An overwhelming amount of energy.

Participants had never felt the movement of energy, which was not noticeable due to the wide arena, wind, and cheers.

It soared like blazing flames.

“Heh. That’s my disciple. Do you see him, Jang Myung-soon? He used to be with his grandson, but now…”

Mengju worried, sweating profusely.

“Can someone who has reached the transcendent realm appear in the Divine Society? We are on the same level for now…”

Cheong Hong-chu cried out angrily.

“Are you saying our Han Arin is not divine?! He’s about the same age as that Nam Gung-yeon, isn’t he? Since when has that become a rule?!”

“You should watch your words when looking at that brat Eun Ho. If you don’t want your precious disciple to be stepped on.”

When Eun Ho concentrated his energy, he could actually feel the gaze upon himself.

Han Arin’s blue eyes stared sharply at Eun Ho’s crimson eyes.