Novel The Max Level Hero has Returned!

Chapter 593

It was clear that the wild girl had talent for fodder.

Her level is at its peak.

It’s amazing talent, but I feel like I lack experience.

“I… Ii Ik…”

Recognizing her defeat, the girl in the dark sword trembled all over, and soon shed tears with her face flushed with shame.

She couldn’t have expected such a defeat.

In the first round, the opponent stumbled and fell and was overpowered by the sword he wielded! If you are a Murim person, you have a tag that will follow you for the rest of your life.

For the Murim people, fame is strength and life.

The despair and shame she feels when her reputation has been damaged by the absolute truth that does not discriminate between black and white are indescribable.

I can hear the reactions of the booing left.

“Luck is also skill!

Eventually, when the man who was watching the referee shouted, she couldn’t bear the shame and shed tears and ran down the arena and disappeared.

I silently looked at her from the back and exhaled a short breath with my expression hardened.

“Whoa…”

Hearing the rattling sound, it seemed that the hand holding the sword was shaking.

The excessive recoil strained the arm muscles.

“Oh… how nervous you must have been, tsk tsuk… your expression is about to die.”

“Oh my God… I never thought I’d see such an ugly match in a black and white dance competition.”

“Hey, it must be white and black, not black and white!”

Those who saw me like that seemed to have a solid misunderstanding.

‘Is Davey okay?’

‘Yes…’

Without saying a word, I closed the sword and turned around without saying anything about the ceremony.

The words of Wol Gye-woo, the crown prince of the Hwan Dynasty, linger in my head.

And the worries in my head did not disappear easily.

What should I do?

It is said that a prudent decision determines the next step, but at times like this, I didn’t feel very good.

“Hey.”

I was on my way to the waiting room after getting out of the dance floor.

When I turned my head to the figure of the girl who stopped me, Ye Hyeon-hwa was there.

Did you say that she has the nickname of Princess Hyeonhwa of the Black Sword?

We don’t know her true identity, but she’s a black swordswoman. Since I was white, I wasn’t the kind of person to talk to.

“You… what the hell are you doing?”

she asked frowning.

“What do you want to say?”

“Do you know what a terrible thing you just… did?”

She knows my powerlessness.

That’s why I became an existence that felt a sense of discord in the previous dance.

A warrior enough to compete with a giant gorilla with his single strength stumbled on his own feet and overpowered his opponent? It was something that a passing dog would laugh at.

“You did it on purpose? To embarrass your opponent. Where did you learn such heinous swordsmanship?”

“A human you can’t even imagine.”

At my words, she tilted her head in puzzlement.

“don’t mind.”

“How can you not care?! Because of what you did, that little boy will live with the shame for the rest of his life!”

From her point of view, it would have seemed that the strong had trampled and crushed the growing buds.

“Perhaps every time you hold the sword, you will think of today and not be able to wield it properly.”

“Did you come to pick it up?”

“I want to ask because I thought that with your level of skill, it wouldn’t have been necessary.”

Her question reminded me of how my arms trembled and the color on my face disappeared after the sparring.

“…”

“What can you say…”

“Because it’s better than dying.”

It was.

The words of the Laurel Cow are known to the world as truth.

History is written in the hands of the victors. No one is unaware of Dok Go-jun’s atrocities.

Although the Murim Meng deserted the Dok-go family and attacked Dok-go-jun to cover up the fact, and the Hwanma-gyo joined in and held hands together, the past does not change just by informing them of that fact.

No matter what the process was, Dok Go-jun was the one who killed countless Murim people of Jeongsama.

In order to solve this fundamental twist, the entire Moorim had to be completely overthrown.

that is to say. It is nothing different from the sound of destroying and eliminating the source of this world.

“It’s better than dying…”

“Wouldn’t it be nice to live?”

At my words, she muttered incomprehensibly.

It was.

I just got a little confused by Laurel’s words in Dalian.

He could have slashed his opponent’s body to pieces on the spot.

therefore.

Bondi I had no intention of writing a drunken sword.

However, the body reacted first and the life flowed out.

It was forcibly controlled by the body that was trying to kill the girl who was reflexively talking bullshit, and changed it into a drunken sword.

It was natural.

There could be no uneven stones on the smooth arena floor.

When I really thought I might kill her.

I released my power as it was on the ground I stepped on, and after very slightly breaking the ground to raise it up, I deliberately put my foot on my chin.

Dwigeom is a swordsmanship that transfers shame even further when the opponent is still alive.

Her body’s habit of instinctively stopping seems to have saved her.

Thanks to that, it became the perfect drunk sword.

“Did you say laurel cow? He’s a great guy.”

I know how to make people so upset with just one word.

It wasn’t what he intended, but it worked well.

this damn world. I wonder if it doesn’t matter if I’m completely ruined.

I thought so.

But I also erased that from my mind.

At least there is no reason for innocent humans to die.

It felt like an unconscious whisper.

[Why is there no sin? It’s also a sin not to tell. It is also a sin to ignore the truth. All of them have sinned. The black and white swords are guilty of concealing the truth and hiding all their faults. Others are guilty of ignoring the truth.]

It was as if I could hear a whisper persuading me, but I answered calmly with my eyes closed.

‘It’s not a sin not to know.

There is no end to dog-like logic once it starts to emerge.

* * *

Naturally, it seemed that the girl in the dark sword who had my first fight with me couldn’t avoid a lot of scolding.

“It’s too bad. Now she may end her life as a warrior.”

“Why did the life of a warrior end? Did you pick up a sword to impress others?”

“It’s not that simple. It’s not a black sword, it’s a white sword. It’s not just a battle, it’s a problem losing in such a ridiculous way! You’re a problem too! Do you know what people call you out there?!”

In this yard where white swords have no interaction at all, this black sword girl, Ye Hyeon-hwa, came to visit me whenever she had a chance.

Of course, I skipped over it every time, but it wasn’t that I didn’t have eyes to see.

“Princess Hyeonhwa Yes, please stop.”

“Dohwa Fairy, do you have the right to tell me this or that?”

“Since Sojeo is here, do you have any idea how it affects him?”

Ye Hyeon-hwa smiled coldly at the cold question of Kwak Mi-yeong, the fairy of the flower.

“As expected… you knew that. Do you have any idea when you see such a ridiculous monster exist in a contest where the talents of the late exponents flourish?”

“He belongs to the successor of Cheonyeolmun, so he is right to be the first in the world. Also, according to the rules, he is the age of the contract.”

“….”

Kwak Mi-young’s chilly sting made Ye Hyeon-hwa look at me as if she were amazed.

“Is it real? Oh my God… How can such a ridiculously talented person be the age of the contract… I thought he must have been an old master of the half-role for hundreds of years…

” You sound like you know me well, don’t you?”

“How can you not know!? Isn’t it about to beat down a huge gorilla with power with Geumgangbulgoongong, which has been almost used in real battles now? Isn’t it about killing a hundred-year-old young beast, Jeokchiho! With bare hands, the poisonous fangs of a ferocious gorilla that make you necrotic just by touching it? Aren’t they going to grab it and pick it up…”

At Ye Hyeon-hwa’s words, Kwak Mi-yeong looks at me with a shocked expression.

“Really… did you?”

“…”

I didn’t answer her question.

It was because of complicated thoughts.

‘Davy. You’re worrying a lot, not like you.’

‘Where should I start to spread rumors that I did well?’

“Hey… Prince Davy?”

When I slowly lifted my head and looked at her, she averted her eyes in surprise.

“Oh my God… I never thought my eldest sister would act like

that…” Kwak Mi-young’s younger brother, Gwak Joon-seong, the second-generation disciple of the communal group, made an expression of amazement, but Kwak Mi-young did not react.

“What did you say?”

“Really… Yes, did you do that in a cave as I said?”

“What are you doing?”

“And… that he pulled out the poisonous teeth of Gwangrajiju with his bare hands…”

“You mean this?”

I took out the fangs of a giant spider that I had put in subspace and showed them.

If it’s normal, even if you protect your body with internal air, your hands will be necrotic due to the poisonous fangs.

However, thanks to Heracles, he had eaten quite a few poisons, so he was resistant to all kinds of poisons.

“Oh my god…”

She was making a face of astonishment.

“Tell me. Isn’t a thousand-year-old dragon transformed into a human by any chance? Or maybe a nine-tailed fox or a serpent…” ”

Stop talking nonsense and go back.”

Speaking calmly, I lightly gripped and released the silver iron sword, the sword used here, listening to the cheers coming from the gymnasium.

‘The answer must have been given.’

I quietly nodded at Perserk’s question.

‘okay.’

The heavenly horse, Dok Go-jun, was a hero for just one person rather than a savior for everyone.

It was his choice, and denying what happened in the process is no different from denying Dok Go-jun himself.

So, the heavenly horse, Dok Go-jun, boldly gives up on washing the past!

However, as I initially thought, if Dok Go-jun’s grandson wants to use the Heavenly Demon Spiritual Artifact alive, it is his duty as a disciple to remove the mask covered by the Heavenly Demon Spiritual Artifact.

The Cheonma Singong is exactly close to the source of martial arts.

The dance competition has already begun. Now, there is nothing to turn back.

A total of 33 players from white and black will participate in the Bimu competition.

With the exception of one bye, the next order did not take long to reach me as the rest went tournament style.

Since the bimu competition started, it was no longer possible to divide black and white swords.

It was because the final winner was on the white road or the black road.

“I don’t like you.”

It was a boy who spoke directly to me.

“This is Yu Gyeong-son, a disciple from the head family of the Qingseong sect. The festival is the Qingunjeokha sword and the seventy-two swords.”

He must be quite skilled, and his airway is quite stable.

However, Inseong looked quite dark, unlike Tao.

“I watched the first game well. I didn’t expect to come up after defeating one of the favorites like that, but I’ll just say thank you.”

“Thank you?”

“At least the second game will end with an easy victory!”

Having said that, he drew his sword in an instant and held the rider in moderation.

I’m just lucky that the parachute came up here. That’s why, as a disciple of the head family of the Gupailbang, who has been working hard for a long time, he judged that if he sticks properly, he will not get tired.

“Pray to your proud god. If you do, do you know if he will treat you with pity and send a thunderbolt? Hahahahaha!!”

At Yoo Gyeong-son’s provocation, I took out one of my two swords without saying a word and touched the sword body. Good luck,

lucky man. It was a mocking nickname attached to me.

It’s very funny, but I didn’t see that nickname particularly bad When I turned my head, I began to see the participants of the dance competition.

Unlike me, who turned my eyes off without interest, they were watching the participants’ dance for their own reasons. A boy

who

was quite nervous, a girl with a cold impression, and other faces that seemed detached and indifferent A girl with her eyes closed. Or,

‘That blue-haired child is a real genius.’

There were many different numbers

, including a boy from the black island with blue hair who was wearing a relaxed face, completely hiding his prayers so that others would not notice

. Slowly lowered the sword.

“What is it? Are you saying you’re going to give up by lowering your sword?”

At my actions, booing and sarcasm erupted from the people around me.

“They said it was weird from the first game! I don’t know what kind of guy like that is going to fight the pride of the white and black swords!”

“Huh! Martial arts is a place that cannot be solved by luck! Get out of here!!”

As booing and criticism poured in from all sides, whether white or black, I let out a short sigh and opened

my

mouth .

Those who realized that the raised inner energy was something unusual closed their mouths.

Those who did not feel the inner energy from me suddenly widened their eyes when the unusual inner energy began to flow out of my body.

It started… yes. I’m going with this guy.

” Season to use… Shaolin’s Baekbo priesthood. Other than that, Arhat Qigong and Geumgang Buddha Gong.”

“What?!”

Shaolin can be said to be in a state of Bongmun.

The reason is unknown, but to be precise, it was said that Shaolin’s Buddhist martial arts cannot be seen in Murim.

By the way.

The author named uses Shaolin’s Baekbo priesthood, not another martial art?

“You dare… use the sealed Shaolin martial arts?! Don’t you have any respect for the samurai family!! I will not send you off in the name of my Cheongseong faction!” After

saying that, Kyong-Son Yoo pierced himself like a sword. Is it

because of the rule saying that it doesn’t matter if you use weed, or is it because the hostility towards me has risen so much? It’s extremely sharp.

However, as I was setting my sword down, I threw it lightly to the ground and stuck it in.

Then I bent both hands with a clang

and

stood still.

A golden stream of air began to burst out,

and my hand slowly stretched out toward the sword of Yoo Kyung-soon, who was thrusting it into me.

Kaga-ga-ga-gag!!!

It sounded like metal colliding.

In an instant, his sword moved between my index and middle fingers. I grabbed it through the gap and pulled the terrified Yoo Gyeong-soon with the entire sword as the sword couldn’t penetrate the flesh of my

hand

and the teeth came out. And when my

fist

almost

touched his abdomen,

the golden airflow that had been flowing through my whole body spread out with a tremendous sound as if it exploded in an instant

. At the time when

Dok Go-Jun

, the Heavenly Demon, learned this, there was only one monk in Shaolin who could use

Mangeki

.

. Ugh….”

Yu Gyeong-soon, who vomited blood and seemed to not know what had happened to her, remained silent.

And in the place where he flew, there were terrifying traces, as if something huge had swept through them.

“Three… oh my god! Physical retardation?!”

“No… nonsense! Did I just enter the physical retardation at the age of 10?!”

Leaving behind the astonished masters, I slowly opened my clenched fists and slowly extinguished Shaolin’s golden internal energy and turned

around . The confusion grew rapidly because of the show,

and their astonishment grew even greater in my second match

. it’s black The season is Heukcheolpa Hwanggong.”

“This is Davy from Cheonyeolmun. The season to use is the shaman’s Taegeukmugi sword.”

Following Shaolin, the shaman

caused another surprise around me at my words.

Those who know about Cheonyeolmun know

. It’s a place.

By the way, the martial arts the guy from that place used… was the season of Shaolin Temple, which was the Bongmun Temple, and this time it was the season of Wudang Mountain. It was Taegeuk Qigong. I pulled out my

two swords and moved my sword lightly, and a gust of wind blew on the floor around me. As the

Taegeuk pattern is engraved in an instant, the expression of Heuk Tae-go, a disciple of Heuk Sang-mun, hardens

. How could an outsider take advantage of the family’s martial arts?!”

No one complained to Shaolin, but this time it was different. The warriors belonging to the shaman faction stood up in amazement, but I put down one sword and raised the other sword, pointing at the black taego and bobbing.

“This… This guy?!”

“Let’s go first.”

With that, I put my index and middle fingers together and, with only two fingers spread, I bounced down and then pulled it up at an angle with a controlled movement. The air was twisted in an instant

. The inner air that had already taken control of the surroundings shook all directions, revealing its presence. Then, creating a huge whirlpool, it lifted

the

black taego’s huge physique and blew it towards me. It was

as if a mighty attraction acted between him and me, and he It looked as if it had been bounced into

the air

and

dragged

.

Together, as if ink were splashing on white rice paper, a strange shape appeared and then disappeared.

Bulp… And when that

shape disappeared , everyone could see it. ”

It’s ridiculous

… How can a person who is not a member of the shaman faction’s family create Taegeuk ink painting…” The

Taegeuk ink painting was attached because it looked like a flower of ink color in bloom

. It came as an even more shock to those who knew it

was martial

arts

.

I want to try.”

“I’ll tell you right away.”

“Yes. Bring it as politely as possible. Don’t do useless things.”

He seems like someone who will be of great help in the future.

Laurel Woo’s eyes lit up.

“And why did the useless bitch come all the way here?”

“That’s…”

“Useless You bastard, go away.”

“Yes. Momma…”