Blessed By The Goddess (3)
“Huh!”
Leon Hart propelled himself forward.
He used the ground to kickstart his speed, causing him to charge at Ryu Han-bin like a bullet.
His movements were the same as before, but there was a difference.
Boom!
Shockwaves that dug through the ground were fired along with his actions.
With each step, he showed off blasted off Sorondi’s energy.
‘Is it both an aerial and ground attack?’
Han-bin squinted.
Leon Hart was flying above, and the waves of dirt were passing below.
Ryu Han-bin moved.
“Taah!”
He took a step forward and hit the shock wave in front of him using his Blade Aura.
With that attack, the earthen wave was crushed, causing stones and dirt to scatter all over.
‘I’ve never met a spiritual boxer before, but…’
He used the recoil to lift himself.
‘I’ve fought against Magic Swordsmen many times!’
His opponent was just like Effir.
He often fought against other Mana Swordsmen.
The feeling was familiar enough.
‘Normally, Magic Swordsmen stick to their jobs no matter what!’
Han-bin aimed his Blade Aura at the opponent’s shoulder.
Leon Hart turned his body around and threw a punch.
A whirlwind of flames deflected the Blade Aura.
He dug in and launched his left foot diagonally like a whip!
Bam!
His kick was delivered towards Han-bin’s head with the energy of lightning.
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Ryu Han-bin responded with a high kick.
“Huh!”
There was no law in the world that prevented him from kicking because he was a swordsman.
Rather, the Sword King’s swordsmanship even recommended it.
Boom!
Aura and Prana collided with each other, causing another explosion.
Their legs shook terrifyingly.
In the end, Leon Hart was the one who fell back.
“Ugh!”
Ryu Han-bin, who was grounded, could quickly return to his original state even if his balance was shaken.
On the other hand, it wasn’t easy to control Leon Hart’s posture in the air.
The weight difference between the two was also significant.
‘Opportunity!’
Han-bin didn’t miss the opening.
He hacked, slashed, and smashed, creating a devastating storm of blade attacks.
It was an all-out attack that was brimming with aggression.
He wasn’t particularly worried about killing him and even allowed himself to come at him that strong even though he had to be captured alive.
His opponent was a Spiritist that specialized both in defense and regeneration.
It was said that Hollien the Transcendental, the top Spiritist in Latna, had nine lives.
Leon Hart was also one of the top three Spiritists on the continent.
Han-bin didn’t have to worry about his opponent dying immediately.
Giving it his all wouldn’t cause him any problems!
“Taaaaaaaah!”
Leon Hart was coiled around on by a crimson gale.
It was a sword storm that tore everything in its path.
But Leon Hart didn’t allow it to hit him.
“You already have such a strong ability at your age?”
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At the same time, there was even room for admiration.
“You deserve to be the successor of the Sword King!”
‘Oh, you keep treating me like a kid, yet you look like a child.’
Leon Hart looked like he was in his 20s, but Han-bin knew that his actual age was in the mid-40s.
Han-bin wasn’t much different.
At the age of 24, he had fallen into the Rocky Mountain and lived there for 22 years.
In reality, he was older.
However, since Leon Hart didn’t have any experience in society, he was immature.
‘I can’t argue with that. Damn.’
He was disguised as a blunt Valtara warrior, so all he could do was burst into a roar to vent his frustrations.
“Taaaaah!”
Han-bin’s offensive became more intense.
Nevertheless, he still couldn’t win.
With a gentle dig into Han-bin’s assault, Leon Hart launched a counterattack.
“Yessen’s anger, envelop my hands!”
His blazing punches grazed Han-bin’s shoulders.
The fire rose, causing the heat of his body to rise.
“Rhamniana’s torrent, become my storms!”
Three consecutive kicks from Leon Hard connected with Han-bin’s centerline.
Han-bin’s blood boiled due to the blow.
“Ugh!”
Han-bin immediately fought against the penetrating Prana.
He managed to prevent any internal damage, but his movements inevitably slowed down.
Leon Hart didn’t miss the gap.
-Tangled Ectoplasm!
A milky tentacle soared from the ground and wrapped around Han-bin’s legs.
He then delivered a backhanded strike and another frontal kick!
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Prana hit Ryu Han-bin from every angle.
Han-bin gritted his teeth as he was beaten helplessly.
“Damn it!”
It was impossible to run away in his position even if he wanted to.
With his feet tied up, he didn’t even have the option to step back a little.
“That’s nothing!”
With clenched teeth, Han-bin engaged the muscles of his lower body.
Crunch!
The ectoplasmic tentacles, which were more challenging than steel, were uprooted and extinguished.
He showed tremendous strength.
Leon Hart voiced out his thoughts.
“Valtara warrior, no one can fight against you in terms of power.”
But he wasn’t surprised.
Leon Hart had known that Valtara warriors were strong for a long time by then.
“But you are just powerful.”
Ryu Han-bin’s strength wasn’t his only trait.
Overall, his physical abilities, such as speed, defense, reflexes, and endurance, were enormous.
It wasn’t proper to disrespect him simply because he was strong.
His speed and defense weren’t that far from Han-bin’s.
He was only a few steps behind him.
On the other hand, Leon Hart was far superior in terms of skills.
“Althea’s Wall!”
He used the light barrier to defend his front.
Han-bin’s Blade Aura naturally managed to break it down, but it stood long enough to create a gap.
Leon Hart, who caught the opportunity, dug further into the area of the sword wind.
He delivered a continuous sequence of kicks and punches.
“Taaaaaaaah!”
Han-bin didn’t back down.
-Crosscut!
-Vertical cut!
-Stab!
He fought against his foe using the skills he honed to the peak during his days in the Rocky Mountain.
But it didn’t work at all.
“Yessen’s anger, envelop my hands!”
Han-bin’s movements were predicted by Leon Hard, allowing him to continue his assault.
He connected heavy blows all over Han-bin’s body.
“Burn my enemy with Preleu’s wrath!”
Spiritual flame and lighting drilled into his body.
Every time he was hit by it, he consumed Aura to defend, exhausting him.
Ryu Han-bin was slowly being pushed back as the battle continued.
“Ugh! Ugh!”
Han-bin grumbled and clenched his fists.
‘I can’t do this…’
The swordsmanship of the Sword King was powerful, but the movements were too simple.
There were no complex actions, so it was easy to predict his movements.
Of course, if he had actually mastered it, he would be able to make subtle changes that were inherently simple, but Ryu Han-bin was yet to achieve that level.
‘I need to change my swordsmanship!’
* * *
With his legs wide apart and the center of his body lowered, he threw away his former stance, which limited him, and took a new posture that was narrower. He positioned his sword close to his body.
He kept delivering attacks.
He decided to go for fast and sharp movements rather than slow but hard swings!
He focused on moving his body as swiftly as he could!
“Tah! Tah! Tah”
It was the Maxbrid Martial Arts taught by Effir.
Leon Hart’s complexion stiffened for a moment.
‘Huh?’
It was not the swordsmanship of the Sword King.
Originally, Baotolt, the Sword King, was the person who valued manhood the most and avoided movements that fluttered around like butterflies.
Leon Hart couldn’t help but doubt what he was witnessing.
“Isn’t he the heir of the Sword King?”
Han-bin didn’t care.
In the first place, he never said he was the successor of the Sword King.
It didn’t matter if Leon Hart had the wrong idea.
“Taah!”
Ryu Han-bin used a snapping action to swing his sword like a whip.
-Aura Splash!
A red beam bent and lashed at Leon Hart.
He defended with both arms, deflecting the attack.
Ta-ang!
The moment he defended, he gathered all of his Prana on his forearms.
Since Uroboros’s defense and his Prana were concentrated on the point of impact, he created an invincible shield that could even withstand Blade Aura.
In his mind, Leon Hart clicked his tongue.
‘Is it the swordsmanship of the Sword King?’
It never crossed his mind that Ryu Han-bin might be an Alien.
Since he was selected to be blessed by the Goddesses, he had more experience dealing with Aliens than anyone else.
Leon Hart was well aware of how they fought.
The swordsmanship used by warriors and Magic Swordsmen from the other world was all the same.
Of course, they had different fighting styles, but they were not as diverse in their ‘Sword Skills.’
It was inevitable since they used the sword skills through the Guideline functions.
Of course, no one could master Latna’s swordsmanship.
However, they didn’t even want to learn the sword skills themselves.
While they could barely master the skills even if they gave their lives for it, they could simply use the Guideline to complete the skills instead.
There was no point in wasting time.
Alejandro’s mastery of Maxbrid was only to reinforce tactical aspects of his fighting style.
On the other hand, Ryu Han-bin was no different from Latnains.
He didn’t know anything about the swordsmanship in the Guideline.
He mastered his swordsmanship himself.
Ryu Han-bin was unmistakably a Valtara warrior in Leon Hart’s mind.
It was just unclear whether or not he was the successor of the Sword King.
‘No, is there any ambiguity?’
Avoiding the opponent’s offensive, Leon Hart analyzed the situation.
The opponent’s rhythm had changed.
He wasn’t as fierce as before.
In that case, it was customary to change from avoidance to deflection and assault.
‘But his destructive power is still the same!’
He was running around like a girl, but that didn’t mean that his power had decreased.
His posture was prudent and sleek, but his swings were still as ignorantly powerful as a Valtara.
In a sense, he also looked like the Sword King.
‘You’re thinking how to strike someone best.’
He smiled bitterly as he recalled the Sword King he had met in the past.
Regardless, he confirmed that his foe had become more challenging to deal with than before.
It was not because of the Valtara warrior’s talent.
“Your teacher taught you so well.”
Leon Hart said, ‘As expected, he is the Sword King’s heir.’
A silver-haired girl was twisting her body in the distance, but that wasn’t his business.
“She’s not my opponent yet!”
Leon Hart pulled out Prana from his entire body.
It was undeniable that ‘the heir of the Sword King’ was strong.
However, there was still some unfamiliarity left in his movements.
He had a tremendous amount of Aura and physical ability, but he didn’t make full use of it!
“I’ll show you why the blessings of the Goddesses aren’t for everyone!”
With his spirit greatly rising, Leon Hart charged Ryu Han-bin again.
“Taah!”
