Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 146

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Chapter 146

The handgun Tae-woo held had a firing rate of 0.4 seconds per shot.
During the time Seo Jun approached, Tae-woo had fired eight bullets.
Since Tae-woo had fired in rapid succession, that meant Seo Jun had covered the distance in 3.2 seconds.
It was a distance he could have crossed in under two seconds if he’d run at full speed, so Seo Jun hadn’t exactly been in a hurry.
But there was a reason it had felt incredibly fast.

-Dude lol that was straight-up horror movie material lol
-I had this stream on in the background and saw it
-Clip that immediately!
-For a second I thought he was playing a zombie game lmao
-That zombie charging in like that? I can’t deal with it
-More terrifying than a running zombie: a zombie with a frying pan lmaooo

Tae-woo, who had seen everything clearly just moments ago, trembled as he recalled it.
‘For the sake of humanity’s safety, I’ve absolutely got to make sure that bastard doesn’t turn into a zombie.’
He was lying in an incapacitated state, reading the chat.
Tae-woo had gotten his legs knocked out from under him and luckily dodged Seo Jun’s first attack, but then, cocky as ever, he’d taken another hit from the frying pan and was now in a near-death state.
“So everyone, any idea why he didn’t just kill me outright?”
3.2 seconds could be a long time in combat, but usually it’s quite short.
It was nowhere near enough time for Tae-woo’s teammates to hear the gunshots and prepare to help.
Unless they came immediately after the fight started.
But if they came that fast, they’d leave a gap in their surveillance, letting the enemy slip out of their line of sight—which would be an even bigger mistake. So it took time for them to help.
And because of that, Tae-woo died before his teammates could arrive.
It couldn’t be helped. Who could’ve predicted Seo Jun would just push straight through like that?
Sure, they’d thought the bullets got deflected a few times, but nobody said he was going to deflect them while charging straight in!
Seo Jun left him behind and disappeared into the darkness.
With a promise to wait just a bit longer.
Seo Jun had infiltrated their territory. The positions they’d prepared in advance became meaningless.
‘But if it’s Keril, he can definitely stop that bastard!’
His teammates not coming back to revive him was frustrating, but there was nothing he could do about it.
‘At least we have items.’
To beat Seo Jun, it was worth sacrificing one person from this game.
They’d manage somehow, right?
Ha ha ha.
The guy was a Challenger Support with especially sharp gamesense, after all.
But then again.

-Why’d he let you live? Probably just because you weren’t worth killing lmao
-Then why’d you fall?
-How’d you dodge? Did you actually fall out of fear? For real?
-Tae-woo come clean already
-Seo Jun was surprised he dodged too, but like, honestly he doesn’t have the skill to actually dodge attacks. So that definitely means he crouched in fear. Gotta be it.

He’d been scared. And the viewers had caught on.
Damn.
That crazy bastard had been overwhelming from the moment he showed up.
How he’d come backwards around that corner the first time, and then him.
Losing your strength is still fair play, isn’t it?
“That’s not it.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
An intense firefight was happening.
I wonder how it’s going. I really hope they manage to stop Seo Jun.
The other team might have come too. There was someone in a similar situation at the end of the corridor over there. They’d fallen back and weren’t easy to see, but.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The interior’s invisible. The underground space had lots of cover and dark areas.
That’s why they’d tried to block the entrance from the start.

[Keril –> blackout curtain needed]
[Geomsin14 –> wet tissues]

Oh, nice.
‘So those two were Spoon’s team?’
When Keril eliminated another teammate, the person who’d been incapacitated earlier was dead.
There was no one left on that team who could revive them.
And since Seo Jun had the one he’d incapacitated earlier, the message showed it as Seo Jun’s kill.
‘So they came over and fought too, just like I thought.’
Tae-woo currently had a Defibrillator—a really good item.
The rarest item with the highest farm probability at the Hospital.
If the highest spawn rate for tier-3 Armor is at Camp, then the Defibrillator is the Hospital’s equivalent.
The item’s effect was allowing self-revival from an incapacitated state.
‘Should I use it now? That guy couldn’t possibly know about this. If he did, he would’ve killed me.’
The Defibrillator’s biggest drawback was that it made an incredibly loud sound the moment you started using it.
This item didn’t just reveal the user’s location—it screamed, “This bastard is using me to revive! Grab him right now!”
‘If I use it and mess up the fight…’
That had been the biggest reason he hadn’t used it so far. A sudden change like a loud noise could shift the entire fight in unpredictable ways.
Bang! Bang!
The people with Defibrillators were Keril and Tae-woo. Supposedly, even B-tier ADCs don’t clear Ground Zero very well because of this.
But thinking about it again.
‘If he knows I have it, maybe I could use the sound to my advantage?’
Should he trust a Challenger Support’s gamesense?
Couldn’t that sound actually be used to catch Seo Jun?
Information gap.
There was a high chance Seo Jun didn’t even know this item existed.
Whereas Keril knew he had the Defibrillator.

[Geomsin14 –> gotten it]

A teammate had died. Not incapacitated—actually dead.
Slowly, using it seemed better than leaving it like this.
Tae-woo opened his item window and struggled to press the use button on the Defibrillator with one arm.
Beeeep!

-Finally using it?
-The Defibrillator’s out!
-Why the hell didn’t this bastard use it until now?
-Right, Seo Jun leaving him alive was divine providence lmaooo

A massive siren wailed through the underground, and Tae-woo lay flat as the Defibrillator attached to his body.
‘Let anyone come.’
Waiting.
If I revive, great. Whatever happens, it’s fate!
That moment.
“Whoa, what’s that sound?”
From the darkness across the corridor, at the far end of the basement, Seo Jun emerged.
And.
“Got you.”
Bang!
Keril appeared from the left.
“Oops.”
But Seo Jun had annoyingly slipped backward.
“Ha ha ha. Wow, that guy’s so quick, isn’t he? He really knows how to use the darkness.”
Keril spoke to Seo Jun as if addressing Tae-woo.
“That was all intentional. We could fight for real if you want.”
And Seo Jun answered playfully.
As Seo Jun and Keril traded blows, they’d naturally fallen into conversation, exchanging words several times already.
“Fair enough. But what about both of us?”
That’s when it happened.
Bang!
A bullet came flying from behind Seo Jun.
Clang!
‘That bastard definitely has eyes in the back of his head. Or he’s cheating. But isn’t having eyes in the back cheating?’
Tae-woo, lying flat waiting for revival, marveled at the sight of Seo Jun spinning around and blocking the bullet with his frying pan.
Meanwhile, Keril quickly moved toward Tae-woo.
“No matter how much you keep deflecting, you can’t handle two-on-one, right?”
To surround Seo Jun in the middle with two people closing in from front and back.
‘That’s gotta be it! Even that guy can’t take on two at once! Of course, a Challenger! I knew he’d come through!’
With fifteen seconds left until revival, Tae-woo felt like buying Keril some premium fried chicken.
Seo Jun had definitely been roaming and striking whenever a teammate showed even slight isolation.
But now he was completely surrounded.
‘Ah. Two bullets, so what? Try blocking or dodging one.’
The instant Tae-woo and Keril broke into confident smiles, convinced that not even Seo Jun could manage this.
Click.
“What’s the difference between one and two? Isn’t it the same, Tae-woo?”
Seo Jun chuckled and pulled a new item from his left hand.
While his right hand continued to block bullets from their teammate shooting again.
Clang!
“I… guess?”
Seeing the new item Seo Jun had pulled out, Tae-woo lifted his head with effort while staring at Seo Jun, tilting it in confusion.
The new item Seo Jun had pulled out was a frying pan.
Definitely two bullets coming in, so.
If he held two frying pans.
Did that really make no difference??
Was it seriously going to be the same?

-That’s Dual Wielding!
-lmaooooo so he was collecting all those frying pans for this?
-Yo you got 4 frying pans in your inventory right now just use them all lmaoooo
-That bastard’s strong. Stronger than you can imagine!
-lmaooooooo absolute maniac
-Why not just hold one in your teeth too lmaooooooo

Keril rounded a box to surround Seo Jun.
Though it was a desperate moment, the face of Seo Jun holding frying pans in both hands seemed impossibly calm to Tae-woo.
“Did I really not expect a setup like this? Come on in, Kail.”
“It’s Keril! How many times do I have to say it?”
Tae-woo was inwardly certain.
That Seo Jun was deliberately getting his name wrong.
Do you really want to get under a high schooler’s skin that much?
Bang!
The fight began.

* * *

Bang!
Fire flashes from the muzzle as the bullet comes into view.
A piece of metal flying fast as an arrow—no, faster than an arrow—causing him to lose health.
But if he moves first upon seeing the muzzle, he can pre-position a shield there to block it. Not just blocking, but dodging is possible too.
‘Crazy bastard.’
Like how Seo Jun is spinning his body to dodge right now.
To Tae-woo’s eyes, Seo Jun was an enigmatic figure.
On the surface he seemed ordinary, but the deeper you looked, you could tell something was fundamentally wrong.
If he saw any opening, he’d tease you, engage in what people called personality abuse and seem thoroughly twisted, but then he’d hate wrongdoing and educate his seniors.
He’d use his players as punching bags to relieve his own stress, and yet he’d improve their skills with his bizarre lessons.
He’d tease and boss Tae-woo around all the time, but when things looked hopeless on stream, with just one phrase—”Just do it”—he’d chase away the doubt.
Tae-woo, who prided himself on knowing Seo Jun somewhat well, was now seeing genuine skill for the first time and realized how much Seo Jun had been holding back.
In the blink of an eye, Seo Jun spins a half rotation.
And sparks fly twice, before and behind him.
Clang!
While spinning a half rotation, he’d confirmed the attack from behind and batted it away without breaking stride.
Both front and back at once.
Using his left foot as a pivot for the half rotation, next he’ll use his right foot as the axis.
Spinning another half rotation while approaching Keril.
The body turns and the arm follows.
And that arm naturally blocks the attack coming from behind.
Sparks and fire flash again.
But the sound was singular.
Bang!
Keril must have realized this wouldn’t work, deliberately delaying his shot—an attempt to steal the rhythm.
Detecting the need for a shift with just one move and acting on it was clearly a form of Improvisation that only the exceptionally talented could pull off.
But Seo Jun, as if reading the timing, drew the arm that had been blocking the rear attack forward to block the front as well.
Clang!
If Keril had fired even slightly faster, would it have connected? No way to know.
‘That guy probably would’ve blocked it anyway.’
All the while, Seo Jun doesn’t stop spinning and keeps advancing.
With fingers on the frying pan—well, not a sword, but a frying pan—held sharp and precise, his body saying without words that he can never lose the flow, not even once.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Attacks from front and back that should be impossible to block keep getting blocked, and sparks decorate the trail Seo Jun leaves behind.
‘Crazy bastard.’
Really a crazy bastard.
Divine Technique.
The dictionary definition is technique performed by a god. And Tae-woo felt like he was witnessing exactly that right now.
‘But once I revive!’
That instant.
Seo Jun, nearly upon Keril now, let go with his left hand.
The frying pan, robbed of its master, flew through the air toward Tae-woo from centrifugal force.
Thud.
Revival interrupted.
Tae-woo cried out in shock.
“Why are you throwing it away!”
He was taking on two people and threw a frying pan?
But there was a reason.
Keril’s timing for firing was staggered differently from his teammate, so blocking with just one frying pan was plenty doable.
Keril immediately tried to match his shooting with his teammate’s from the next volley, but Seo Jun was already right in front of him—a problem.
“Kail. Please take this one.”
Seo Jun’s hand shot straight into the space of Keril, who was trying to retreat.
It was a surprise attack for Keril, who’d been braced for an impact from the frying pan.
Click.
Seo Jun grabbed Keril’s shoulder and pulled.
And.
Bang!
The bullet coming from behind hit Keril instead, and the moment Keril turned to look back, Seo Jun was bringing the frying pan down.
Incapacitated.
“See? One’s enough. That’s why I threw it.”

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