A S-Class Hunter With Great Agility - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70: Proof (1)

 

Gwak Han-yeol’s sword slashed through my shaman robes. However, no scratch was left. It must be thanks to the robes’ defensive power.

 

‘Of course, if I get hit one more time, it’ll leave a real wound.’

 

It was that powerful. His grade is…

 

“Spiritual Sight.”

 

 

‘He’s worthy of being called one of the geniuses.’

 

His stat condition wasn’t much different from Choi Geon’s. A slightly lower level than his.

If he gained this much power from this age, it was understandable that he’d be overflowing with confidence.

 

‘Back then, Lee Cheong-ryu said I won, but… it was actually a draw.’

 

The battle stopped just before Choi Geon broke through the ice and threw his punch.

If it had continued, we probably would have exchanged attacks and been evenly matched.

Or perhaps Choi Geon, who had the advantage in experience, would still be one step above me.

 

‘Then, are Gwak Han-yeol, who has similar stats to Choi Geon, and I evenly matched?’

 

“Haha.”

 

I suddenly burst into light laughter.

 

Swish.

At my unexpected reaction, Gwak Han-yeol’s sword only cut through empty air.

 

“Your stance crumbles from just one laugh, so what.”

 

I created distance from Gwak Han-yeol. He readjusted his grip on his sword and twisted his face in frustration.

 

“White Sword, Draw—!”

 

Kwagagagang.

 

The unexpected leisurely reaction from an opponent who should have been trembling before him.

Gwak Han-yeol couldn’t maintain the balance of his attack from that alone. White sword aura shattered the arena floor.

 

Seurureung.

 

I took that opportunity to draw my Spirit General Sword.

 

Jjallang—

 

The small bell sound echoed through the arena.

 

“Divine Descent Ritual.”

 

Wind began to blow.

 

* * *

 

Arrogance blinds the eyes. The moment you underestimate your opponent, you can never display your true abilities.

 

| It’s been a while. Have you been well? |

“More than well.”

 

 

A person must always maintain an unshakeable heart and uphold the righteous path.

Solid energy spread to my fingertips.

 

“What are you muttering about by yourself?!”

 

Gwak Han-yeol closed the distance again. He swung his sword, but unlike before, it couldn’t reach my shaman robes.

I twisted my body to avoid Gwak Han-yeol’s attack.

 

“Kuk.”

 

A total of three times.

Three blade strikes missed their mark.

The atmosphere in the arena began to change as well.

 

“What? What’s happening?”

“It looks like he dodged… It must be coincidence.”

 

Gwak Han-yeol couldn’t endure that atmosphere and bit his lips.

 

Kagang.

 

“White Sword, Fang!”

 

Gwak Han-yeol’s sharply honed sword clashed with my Spirit General Sword.

I calmly pressed down on that sword.

 

| This time too… the opponent is human. |

“Yes. It somehow turned out that way.”

| Is he an enemy? |

“Well…”

 

At my vague answer, the rising excitement subsided.

General Choi Young’s power varies depending on the opponent he faces. The one who reached the pinnacle of martial arts only pursued righteous battles.

 

However, I should start counterattacking soon. Defense alone had its limits.

I quietly murmured.

 

“Didn’t you say to see gold as stone?”

 

The first words that come to mind when thinking of General Choi Young.

Look down upon all shining things. Do not be deceived by greed.

 

“But…”

 

Clang, clang clang!

 

Gwak Han-yeol swung his sword several times, but I didn’t budge.

I simply spoke to the divine spirit in a composed tone.

 

“What should I do if I must see even my master as stone?”

| …. |

 

‘That’s it.’

 

Whoooosh—

 

Energy began to circulate throughout my body. I could feel power incomparable to moments before flowing in and out of my body.

The maximum level I could draw with my current Divine Descent Ritual.

A part of the god called General Choi Young flowed through my bloodstream.

 

“I don’t even need to use a sword against you.”

 

Armor wrapped around my fist.

 

“Thousand Years Mount Tai.”

 

My current strength stat is 209. There was no way Gwak Han-yeol could withstand it.

 

‘Choi Geon endured it though.’

 

Kids who grew up in the greenhouse called Academy could never…

 

Kwaaaaaaaang—!

 

Reach that level.

 

“Kuk…!”

 

I felt the impact.

 

“Your mindset is wrong from the start.”

“…!”

“Numbers are just numbers. Trapped by them, getting cocky without knowing this place is a well, what will you do when you face the outside?”

 

The arena was thick with dust clouds. Soon the dust cleared.

 

“Cough…”

 

Gwak Han-yeol’s collapsed figure was revealed.

 

“You don’t know.”

 

* * *

 

Choi Yu-kyung shot up from her seat.

 

“What just…”

 

She couldn’t believe the situation that unfolded before her eyes.

 

‘He was this strong?’

 

It was very brief. Not even a few minutes. But in that brief moment, the entire arena fell into silence.

Eun Hae-dam had only dodged his opponent’s sword a few times. Then suddenly wind blew, and that was the beginning.

 

“In one hit…”

 

Just once.

With a single punch, Gwak Han-yeol fell.

 

“Ha, haha.”

 

‘I should have reported more accurately.’

 

He had conquered the Life Dungeon almost alone and stopped two dungeon breaks.

But it wasn’t something that could be explained by just that.

 

‘I thought it was thanks to his attributes.’

 

Though she didn’t know well, Eun Hae-dam uses multiple attributes.

So she had thought his ability to pull out the right attribute for each situation would have greatly helped in combat.

But the fight just now was different. A situation where one who uses a sword faced off with pure force against force.

 

‘Not just attributes, but his raw power itself is…’

 

Overwhelmingly strong.

 

“I’ll need to revise the evaluation.”

 

Choi Yu-kyung poked Hong I-jo, who was similarly frowning. Hong I-jo gave no response.

 

“Both the evaluation of the Academy’s top tier, and the evaluation of that ridiculous rookie.”

 

Choi Yu-kyung laughed pleasantly. Her heart felt much lighter.

 

‘What about the next one?’

 

Will the next opponent be like this too? You, how far have you changed?

 

* * *

 

“…What the hell?”

“Hey, damn it. Get the camera, quickly!”

“Don’t just stand there dazed, start filming!”

 

Lee Cheong-ryu was caught by the reporters.

As soon as the battle ended, he couldn’t escape in time and was dragged here for an interview. Choi Yu-kyung was probably too scary for them to catch.

 

“Haha. Well, I didn’t particularly feel disappointed.”

 

He had been laughing casually and answering questions for a while, when suddenly the reporters’ atmosphere completely changed.

 

“Who was the opponent? Did anyone hear the explanation earlier?”

“Damn it. What the hell is happening all of a sudden!”

 

An unknown Hunter and an Academy student. There was no way any reporter would pay attention to their fight.

They probably expected some back-and-forth before the student would win. That was about the extent of their expectations.

But those expectations were completely shattered.

 

‘Ah, what a shame. I didn’t get to see it properly.’

 

Lee Cheong-ryu watched the recording devices starting to move away from him.

He had a calm expression as if he had anticipated the result.

 

Though he didn’t expect it to be this spectacular….

 

‘So it wasn’t just lightning and ice.’

 

When he glanced at the arena, it was only filled with dust, without any traces of those similar attributes.

It meant Eun Hae-dam’s abilities were more diverse than he had thought.

 

‘Hmm, then….’

 

“I wonder how much more interesting he’ll make it.”

 

Click, click.

Aggressive shutter sounds could be heard.

 

* * *

 

[N-now…. So, the winner is…,]

 

The announcer stammered as if flustered. I raised my head and looked around the arena.

 

“Did he lose? The 3rd place?”

“Hey, get up! You’ve been showing off with just that level of skill all this time?”

“It ended like this? Ha, this is pretty ridiculous. It doesn’t make sense.”

 

Stirring disbelief flowed over like waves. I wondered whether I should applaud the students’ confidence that still hadn’t been broken.

 

“Get up. I didn’t hit you hard enough to knock you unconscious.”

 

And I walked toward Gwak Han-yeol, saying that.

The white-haired student who kept coughing was definitely not unconscious.

 

“You… you damn….”

“You still have the energy to curse?”

 

He was supported by the medical staff who had rushed over. Even so, he didn’t withdraw his sharp, piercing gaze.

 

— …Hunters usually take up weapons to protect people from monsters…. But the Academy fights to win. Unconditionally, in any situation, they grit their teeth and try to beat their opponent. Whether it’s a monster or a person doesn’t matter.

 

It was the kind of look one would give a monster.

 

“….”

 

I furrowed my brow.

 

“Hey.”

 

When I spoke bluntly, Gwak Han-yeol wiped the blood flowing down while glaring at me. However, he tilted his head at the words that followed.

 

“Look at your opponent properly.”

“…?”

“I’m not an opponent you need to defeat. Neither are the students here, nor are the teachers who instruct you your enemies.”

 

Gwak Han-yeol had an expression of incomprehension. I didn’t expect him to understand immediately either.

I sighed and added a few more words.

 

“The enemy is somewhere else.”

“….”

“Think before you point your sword. What you really need to kill.”

 

The opponent a Hunter should bare their teeth at is not people, but monsters.

 

“And apologize too.”

 

To Nam Jae-yoon, that is. Since I knocked some sense into his head, he’ll probably think it over.

I hope he realizes it through this opportunity and stops wasting his talent. The power to save many should be used in the right place.

 

Gwak Han-yeol soon left the arena. At the same time, the announcer’s voice finally echoed belatedly.

 

[…The winner is Hunter Eun Hae-dam.]

 

Now then….

 

“Next.”

 

I let the Spirit General Sword hang down. I didn’t sheathe it.

 

‘There are still too many here…’

 

There were too many bastards who needed to come to their senses.

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