Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 143

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Chapter 143

Hwang So’s eyes widened.
He’d caught the sound of metal striking metal.
After his ears registered that clear, crystalline ring, his focus snapped to his eyes automatically and fast. Too fast.
Light travels faster than sound, so theoretically what he saw should come after what he heard, but human perception doesn’t work that way.
It’s entirely possible for auditory information to register faster than visual, even though light itself is quicker.
So in that fractional instant, he turned his gaze forward just a fraction too late.
And there—
standing directly in front of him was an enemy. An enemy who’d emerged from the Corner with a Frying Pan in hand, perfectly blocking his leg with that very pan: Seo Jun.
And suddenly the situation he couldn’t understand from sound alone became instinctively clear.
Because he realized his own reflection was visible in the glass pane beside him.
If he’d only looked around a bit faster, he could have seen Seo Jun waiting at the Corner and used that to his advantage—but that regret came too late.
And then Seo Jun’s left hand came up, aimed at him, and fired.
‘So what? What else could he do?’
Besides shooting, what was there?
Bang!
Seo Jun fired immediately.
Their weapons were Pistols. There was a slight delay between shots.
Hwang So took the hit head-on, already preparing for the next round.
Getting shot barely mattered anyway.
Instead of sharing all the helmets from a single Spot, a single Level 3 Helmet spawned for him, and it gave him more than enough lives to spare. Same with the Vest.
So this much he could take and keep fighting. If he didn’t have them, Seo Jun’s Frying Pan block would’ve ended in something fatal.
But that wasn’t reality.
‘He didn’t step back?’
Then he’s finished!
After less than a second of gunfire, it was his turn.
Seo Jun showed no intention of using the terrain for cover or dragging out the fight.
‘Damn. I took out all his teammates—isn’t that enough?’
His gun’s barrel aimed at Seo Jun’s torso, and the trigger released.
Bang!
Then came a sound he couldn’t believe.
Clang!
It was impossibly clear and sharp.

* * *

-???
-What the hell?
-What am I even looking at?
-Anyone from Dokkaebi’s side—is this stream glitching for anyone else?
-The locals are confused too
-The broadcast is acting weird
-I’ve rubbed my eyes a hundred times and I still see him deflecting bullets with a frying pan—who does that?
-ㅋㅋㅋ Is this collective optical illusion? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

The chat was flooding with reality-denying comments.
If this were the usual Seo Jun, he’d correct them immediately or pull off some other trick to explain it away.
But not now. He didn’t have the bandwidth to watch chat.
Bang!
He needed to focus on what was happening right in front of him.
The enemy’s arm moved, acquired a target, and his finger pulled the trigger.
The target was obviously Seo Jun.
It could’ve been his head, or the legs like before.
Or maybe the exposed left arm or his torso—the largest target.
The instant the target locked in—
Bang!
Seo Jun swung his arm in response.
Half a beat faster. He couldn’t be late. If he was—
Clang!
‘Huh. Different sound this time.’
A bullet coming straight at his head couldn’t be blocked like this.

-Nice shot, boss!
-This guy’s actually insane…
-Deflecting bullets with a frying pan ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ This is genuinely an impossible skill.
-Is that a sword? Is it a sword?!

When Seo Jun first picked up the Frying Pan—not a sword—there’d been many comments in chat.
The one that stuck with him most was the suggestion to keep it on his person rather than store it in his Inventory.
The reason was that if an enemy happened to shoot the spot where he was carrying it, the Frying Pan might luckily deflect the bullet.
So Seo Jun thought about it.
What if instead of leaving it to luck, he actively deflected it?
And this was the result.
Bang!
Seo Jun’s gun fired, and Hwang So—his health now significantly reduced—gritted his teeth and fired back.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out. The bullet didn’t graze him; it hit nearly dead center on the Frying Pan, which was why the sound was so clean.
At the moment of impact, Seo Jun felt the vibration travel through his fingertips and knew exactly what had happened.
“I’m getting the hang of this now.”
He smiled with satisfaction. His composure had returned. Getting the hang of something meant he could focus less from now on—after all, once he’d learned a technique, he never forgot it or missed it by accident.
At least not for anything he’d practiced even once.
“How—what…?”
“Why don’t you try again?”
Bang!
Before the sound even finished, Seo Jun’s Frying Pan was already swinging. This time he was aiming for the chest.
Right on target.
Clang!
The bullet ricocheted into the left wall.
“Yeah, this is working just fine.”
He’d had his doubts, but it was definitely doable difficulty-wise.

-He’s getting the hang of it? That means he’s about to mess with us ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-This bastard’s basically a Parrying god ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Bullet Parrying? Bullet Parrying? Bullet Parrying? He’s actually doing it
-Honestly scared of this admin now

“Actually, I’m really liking Ground Zero’s physics. Want to give me one more shot?”
Seo Jun asked the enemy before him.
Hwang So, terror in his eyes, fired his gun.
Clang!
The Frying Pan, having moved left, came swinging back and deflected the bullet again.
“W-what… how… what am I supposed to do against this?”

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-He’s playing the game like garbage ㅋㅋㅋ
-Boss, you and Hwang So have at least met before, right?
-If it was just casual “haha sorry” stuff then okay, but “want to give me one more shot” is ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-You bastard
-Even among A-Ranks, there’s a difference!!! This is what a real admin looks like!

Despite all the banter, while Seo Jun was finding his rhythm, Hwang So wasn’t wasting any opportunity.
In fact, he was almost encouraged.
The more careless his opponent became, the higher his chance of winning.
‘Just one hit. I just need one clean hit.’
Bang!
Seo Jun’s attacks resumed, and Hwang So, trusting in his Level 3 Helmet and Level 3 Vest, made exactly one calculated gamble within the exchange of fire.
He still had about two-thirds of his health. He had time to break through that iron wall of a Frying Pan.
But—
the head.
Clang!
The left leg.
“Oof.”
Clang!
The hand holding the gun.
Clang!
Seo Jun could’ve dodged any one of them, but instead he deliberately deflected every single shot with his Frying Pan, methodically whittling down Hwang So’s health.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Meanwhile, bullets were finding their way into Hwang So’s head and torso in succession.
It felt unfair—his attacks couldn’t touch the enemy, yet the enemy’s attacks landed so easily.
It was driving him crazy.
He’d had no idea a Frying Pan could be such a powerful weapon.
While he hadn’t played Ground Zero that much, he’d still put in some hours like other players.
‘Should I have grabbed a Frying Pan too?’
In the end—
the enemy didn’t allow a single moment of carelessness. Even while checking chat and responding occasionally.
Seo Jun fired a bullet straight into Hwang So’s chest. His health was nearly gone.
Then Seo Jun started walking toward him.
‘Is he really going to finish me off with the frying pan?’
Hwang So stopped shooting and carefully slid his left hand behind his back.
The distance between them was closing.
Hwang So quietly pulled the pin on the Grenade hidden at his waist.
‘I’m not dying alone.’
As Seo Jun drew closer, Hwang So timed it perfectly and gently dropped the Grenade behind him.
While making a sudden shooting motion.
‘He’ll definitely try to deflect it this time…!’
“Huh?”
But when Hwang So looked forward, his composure cracked.
Seo Jun was already gone—he’d noticed and ducked into the adjacent room.
“Tch… this goddamn—”
Boom!
Hwang So died instantly.

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“Ah, the Grenade explosion probably wore down my gear’s durability quite a bit. I targeted his head and torso evenly on purpose, so it’s a shame about that.”
He’d just been playing around.
He’d been planning to finish it with the Frying Pan—the viewers had requested it, and the weapon felt so satisfying to use that he couldn’t resist.
“I didn’t anticipate a Grenade self-destruct. Haha.”
He’d let his guard down.

-First game?
-He solo-wiped two entire Squads and it’s his first game?
-Why’s his Aiming so good?
-It’s not Aiming, it’s the Frying Pan that’s insane ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-You’re probably the first person ever to play a full match deflecting bullets in direct combat, boss. I respect it!
-Goblin got ㅋㅋㅋ Don’t be ashamed about losing to someone who deflects bullets, goblin! Hold your head high!

“Well, I’m the only one left in this area now. Farming’s going to be easy.”
Most of the dead players had probably already done their Looting anyway, so he just needed to go through the corpses.
More precisely, the dead left boxes instead of their bodies, and he could Loot through those boxes via the Interface.
Seo Jun headed to Hwang So first.
As he opened the box, an Interface like his Inventory appeared on screen.
“This is a smoother way to Farm, isn’t it? This is the right way to play this game, yeah?”

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Yeah
-That’s the right way if you can beat 8 players without taking gear items ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Just hand me one frying pan bro

Seo Jun examined Hwang So’s items. The durability of the Vest and Pot—the most important pieces—was nearly depleted.
That was the Grenade’s doing, taking the player out in one hit.
“Can’t use these. Hmm. There are quite a few First Aid Kits and things like that.”
Seo Jun went through the other corpses. No Pots or Vests appeared. Instead, he collected plenty of healing items and used a few to restore his health to maximum.
“Alright, so I’ll head to the Bunker now. My gear hasn’t broken yet, so grab what you need? Never mind. If I don’t get hit, it won’t matter.”
He was ready.

-If I don’t get hit ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-But he really didn’t get hit, did he?
-There’s nothing to grab anyway, it’s Level 3 stuff
-A frying pan can’t cover your whole body anyway ㄷㄷ

Seo Jun checked his map and headed toward the largest building in the Spot.
The Bunker was always located in the center, after all.
Actually, the viewers had told him. Without that tip, he might’ve been in trouble.
‘Right.’
He had a teammate.
Seo Jun pulled a Radio from his Inventory.
Crackle.

[Finally! You’ve finally turned it on, Seo Jun! I believed in you!]

The teammate who answered immediately was Rumi.
And what had she been believing in, exactly?

[I watched through chat while I was farming. The commentators were praising that all the damage you took from landing was actually part of your plan! A viewer brought that up and I found out!]

Wait.
That wasn’t right.
Honestly, he’d been pretty careless about landing. Because he knew that even if he died on impact, he wouldn’t actually die.
He’d figured, ‘My health gets depleted? I’ll just handle that myself after I land.’ Like students putting off homework for tomorrow’s version of themselves.
He didn’t bother correcting her.

With genuine satisfaction.
“Sure did.”

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Found a great weapon alright
-A magnificent blade
-He uses pistols better than swords? Nonsense ㅋㅋㅋㅋ A sword is supreme
-A legendary blade!
-Is that actually a sword though, guys?
-1. Can you hold it? Yes 2. Can you swing it? Yes
-The Frying Pan is definitely a sword
-You’re all talking nonsense ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[Hwang So said he had a Level 3 Pot, right? Well, he’s dead now, so… no one’s going to be able to stop you!]

The information probably hadn’t updated yet.

[Once the Storm Closure is announced, that’s when the Bunker doors open. You know that, right? Arthur’s right here cheering you on! See you in a bit!]

“Got it. See you soon.”
Seo Jun put the Radio back into his Inventory and checked chat.
The viewers were currently arguing over whether the Frying Pan was a sword or not.
Seriously.
Why were they even debating something so obvious?
So Seo Jun decided to settle it once and for all, tossing his only Pistol backward.
“Everyone, the Frying Pan is definitely a sword. Let me show you the proof.”

[The Storm is closing in around you momentarily.]

With that notification, the passage door down to the Bunker swung open.
“Let’s go.”

-Yeah that’s right ㅋㅋㅋ
-You’re asking for trouble ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Why’d you throw away that perfectly good Pistol with insane Aiming?
-Because it’s Inspection of Body, isn’t it?
-This guy spelled the Chinese wrong ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-But it actually makes sense—seal the body? You seal yourself? Fits perfectly with how the admin adds his own handicaps
-So that’s what Inspection of Body meant ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-So the Frying Pan is a sword after all
-If the admin wins the tournament, we’re calling it a sword
-If he doesn’t?
-Then it’s just Inspection of Body, plain and simple
-Let’s call him an idiot then
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

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