Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

[7 Viewers]

Seo Jun checked the bottom of the broadcast screen. Three more viewers had joined.
It might’ve been because of the channel title.

-I’m telling you he dies right here
-Who’s betting on how many times the host gets knocked down before giving up?

Dismissive comments flooded the chat as he approached the mansion.
But it didn’t matter.
Looking down on him, ignoring him, teasing the streamer—
it was all just entertainment for the viewers.
As long as it didn’t cross the line into actual toxicity, it was fine.
And skill spoke for itself.
“Who goes there!”
As Seo Jun approached the Grand Mansion, two sentries standing at the Main Gate drew their swords and began walking toward him.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got the hang of it now.”

-Got the hang of it (first try today)
-Don’t worry! (nobody’s worried)
-Wait, is that what you were doing when you kept falling earlier? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Seo Jun decided to first gauge the speed of the sentries against his own.
The moment he made up his mind, he closed the distance in an instant and swung his Staff lightly.
“Take off that hood right—”
Clang!
A light probing strike.
The sentry parried it without much difficulty.
‘They’re quite skilled.’
Immediately following came the coordination of Sentry 2 behind him.
“Intruder!”
Seo Jun’s feet grounded with force.
He lowered his stance fluidly, twisted his waist to catch the enemy’s movements in his eyes. In that split second, he predicted.
Sentry 2’s pupils reflected the figure in the hood.
Seo Jun planned to deflect Sentry 2’s blade and follow through with an attack.
But then.
Crash!
The moment their blades met, the background rippled with an effect, and Sentry 2 staggered backward before falling into a Groggy State.

-Oh he got lucky ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-That’s Parrying right there
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ lucky timing

“Huh?”
Seo Jun didn’t quite understand what happened, but he didn’t miss the chance—he rushed at Sentry 2 and drove his Staff into the sentry’s neck.
The Health Points dropped instantly. It was like an instant kill.
‘What was that?’
When he blocked Sentry 1’s incoming blade again, the same phenomenon occurred.
Crash!

-???
-Should’ve bought a lottery ticket ㅋㅋㅋ
-2 consecutive Parries, insane
-What’s insane about it being a fluke

Seo Jun experimented by dealing light damage to the Groggy sentry.
The Health bar dropped in chunks.
Before he could land a second blow, the sentry was dead, just like his partner.
Seo Jun asked the viewers to explain what had happened.
“What’s Parrying, guys?”

-You did it without even knowing what it was? Talent alone
-Nah dude it was a fluke ㅋㅋ
-Parrying just happens by accident?
-So Parrying’s something a newbie can do?
-lol yeah

“Don’t fight, guys. Can someone explain what Parrying is?”
A moment of silence followed, and the viewer who had explained the Assassination Great Game to him earlier began explaining.

-Parrying normally means deflecting an opponent’s attack, but in this game, just blocking doesn’t do anything. You have to strike their attack perpendicularly, with perfect timing, and then they enter a Groggy State. In a Groggy State, they take a lot more damage. That’s Parrying.
-Basically Parrying is the only hope for one-man domination gameplay, but even pro players who were confident in their physical ability failed trying to Parry and ended up running missions for info instead ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-But aren’t those the guys who retired because they couldn’t make it?

Even pro players struggled with it?
Seo Jun recalled the 9-tier AI—the Master Gatekeeper of the professionals.
If the level of pros who had retired from lack of skill was roughly comparable to that…
‘That makes sense.’
It clicked immediately.
Striking perfectly meant perfectly predicting the enemy’s attack and being able to move your body freely
at the angle you wanted.
It was difficult.
For other people.

“I got it. But it seemed pretty easy?”
Seo Jun smiled and walked confidently through the Main Gate into the mansion interior.

-That overconfidence is killing me ㅋㅋ
-That was a fluke, you newbie!!!
-Nah nah, the way he moved didn’t look like a fluke to me? Something’s off
-Who even are you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Real talk, he makes Parrying look easy.
-Something’s off? Stfu ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ who are you even ㅋㅋㅋ

One of the viewers who’d noticed Seo Jun’s skill found himself mocked in return.
When Seo Jun saw this, a memory from his past life surfaced.
In his past life, for being of humble origin and unaffiliated, when he crushed disciples of Major Sects with ease, the results were always diminished by those sects.
They’d say his opponent had drunk the night before, or had held back, or let their guard down.
They offered excuses more shameful than admitting inferior skill—but Seo Jun had no background to point to and blame.
They simply glossed over it and buried the matter. That was the Major Sects’ purpose.
Yet the Seo Jun of that life never resented it.
Rather, he proved himself until the very end, and then the sects praised his accomplishments excessively.
To justify their own defeats.
Of course, chat and his past memories weren’t the same thing.
But the core was identical.
There was only one thing to do.
When Seo Jun passed through the Main Gate, five soldiers blocked his path.
They had heard the sentries’ cries.
They’d had time to prepare—they were equipped with Shields and Armor.
Seo Jun thrust his Staff toward the leftmost soldier’s neck like a flash.
That soldier was closest and momentarily unprepared due to his slightly slack stance.
Tap!
A neighboring soldier reacted, knocking away the tip of Seo Jun’s Staff.
Seo Jun’s right arm, extended with the Staff, was pushed outward.
Immediately after, the soldier Seo Jun had targeted brought his blade down from above toward Seo Jun.
‘This is what I was waiting for.’
Seo Jun instantly reversed his grip on the Staff and raised it perpendicularly to meet the descending blade.
Crash!
The background rippled again, and the chat erupted.

-????
-What is this?

Seo Jun fell backward, landed hard, and drove his Staff into the neck of the Groggy soldier, confirming the Health loss before rushing the remaining soldiers again.
Crash!
Whether the game developers had installed some kind of approval system, their coordination was flawless, yet Seo Jun saw their openings all too clearly.
Crash!
Every movement looked like something to marvel at.
They all attacked from different angles, but Seo Jun moved his Staff without missing a single opportunity.
“If you want to catch me, bring the 108 Arhat Formation from Shaolin.”
Crash!

-?? Was the host carrying the whole squad?
-That’s not the point, he just Parried 4 times in a row ㅅㅍㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-This is insane. Wow, seriously…
-Are you still curious who I am? Are you still curious who I am? Are you still curious who I am?

“Damn it.”
“Run!”
When Seo Jun knocked down the fourth soldier, the last soldier still on the ground yelled to a standing soldier.
“Call for backup—gak!”
Seo Jun’s Staff had driven through his neck.
From experimenting with different methods against the two Groggy soldiers, this was cleanest.
“That’s six down now.”

-Wait, what do you even do?
-Is he actually a newbie???
-I told you I was right. I told you I was right. I told you I was right. I told you I was right. I told you I was right.

“Yeah, I’m a newbie. You saw earlier.”

-Nah ㅋㅋㅋ the guy who couldn’t even climb past the roof earlier, why’s he so good now
-Real talk when he fell off the rope I thought I found one clean newbie broadcast but it turns out it’s an insanely skilled veteran broadcast
-What are you guys even talking about?
-Check the VOD
-Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?

“Uh, I’m Joseon’s Assassin, keep spamming and I’ll ban you.”

-Understood
-Establishing order ㄷㄷ
-ㅋㅋㅋ serves you right

The viewer with the nickname “Joseon’s Assassin” was the one who’d mocked Seo Jun’s skill earlier, only to be laughed at in return.
Scrolling up, Seo Jun could see that beyond what he’d checked, other viewers were still mocking—
until he pulled off the third Parry.
“I understand, but if viewers fight each other, I have to ban. I don’t have a choice.”

-Okay
-ㅔ
-What’s scary about getting banned from a shack broadcast?

A confrontational comment suddenly appeared.
A shack broadcast.
Big viewer counts were likened to major corporations, and in contrast, tiny broadcasts were jokingly called “shack broadcasts”—as if someone were running a shop from a ramshackle hut.

-Ban them then ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[lkiop1644 has been removed from the chat]

“Done.”

[6 Viewers]

Seo Jun had removed the viewer swiftly.
If he let someone like that slide out of concern for viewer count, other viewers would think the stream was that kind of place, and a bad atmosphere would set in.
He couldn’t sacrifice the future of the broadcast for the sake of one person right now.
Even if he wasn’t sure that future would exist.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ crazy reflex speed. And here I thought he had great physicality
-Wow, the season one ban record, that’s something!

Fortunately, the reaction wasn’t bad. Joseon’s Assassin posted this:

-Honestly with that much talent he’ll blow up soon, bet you’ll regret banning him later ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Real talk ㅋㅋ

Hmm.
If he was getting feedback like that, was he doing well?
This life, he’d never really worked a proper job, so he couldn’t be sure. And in his past life, his humble birth meant he rarely took center stage—he lived a passive existence, so he wasn’t sure either.
In the Murim, background was everything. Or rather, more important than anything else.
Depending on which sect you belonged to, your potential Martial Arts level, status, and the fame you could gain were essentially predetermined.
What they ate, what Martial Arts they learned, their masters, their experiences, the people they met.
The differences were inevitable.
In such a world, he was an orphan brought over from a foreign land.
Fortunately, an elder of the Murim Alliance from the Huashan Sect took him in.
Recognizing his talent, the elder brought him to a place where the finest talents of the orthodox sects gathered.
He was disregarded at first.
But later, his talent—worthy of contending for the title of strongest under heaven—stood out like a needle in a sewing box, and when his master tried to have him inducted into the Huashan Sect, other Major Sects that couldn’t bear to see the sect’s power grow blocked him from belonging anywhere.
A Martial Artist without representation. No one to speak for him.
Yet his talent alone was bright enough to blot out the sky.
A Sword Spirit, solitary and cold.
‘Truth is, I had no choice but to be solitary. I mean, no one I knew lived as carefully as I did…’
That’s when it happened.
‘Elder brother, please stop spouting nonsense. Have you already forgotten how much we suffered because of the trouble you caused?’
An auditory hallucination. This happened sometimes.
Anyway.
Seo Jun was satisfied with his current situation.
The broadcast was more fun than he’d expected.
The game was fun too.
‘It’s like setting out on a Murim journey I never got to take…’
Except.
‘Elder brother, didn’t you cause chaos and overturn the Namgung Family in secret? Isn’t that a Murim journey? Huh?’
There it goes again, interrupting his mood.
Anyway, it’s good.

-But how do you Parry so well?
-Real, is there some secret newbie technique?

“Ah. But how hard is Parrying supposed to be?”

-These rotten vets from the last series used to brag about going one-man army here, then suddenly they all disappeared and started crying that ‘Assassination Great Game is a true gem’ to this degree
-Previous pros kept complaining that the judgement was too precise. They said you really had to deflect perfectly, so they fail one out of three times
-Don’t bring up the unskilled retired players again ㅋㅋ

“I see.”

-Just tell us already.
-ㄷㄱㄷㄱㄷㄱ

Seo Jun answered honestly.
“You just have to remember your past life.”

-??
-Host ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ mental state level ㅋㅋㅋ

“Or, look at it and strike the blade perpendicularly.”

-???
-Didn’t expect anything anyway ㅋㅋ
-Didn’t expect anything (had high hopes earlier ㄷㄱ)

Seo Jun couldn’t help but laugh.

-Fooling around and laughing ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Hey, is teasing fun? Hey, hey stop it
-If you stop he’ll Parry you
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Seo Jun thought as he laughed.
‘Turns out I was cut out for streaming.’
Communication was more fun than he’d thought.

-So when are you moving?
-If you stay here they’ll all swarm

“Ah, well…”
Rat-a-tat-tat!
“This way!”
“The intruder is over here!”
Enemies swarmed in.
There were thirteen of them.
Excluding Aetor, everyone in the mansion had come.
The first two sentries, the one who fled, the four he killed, the twelve new ones pouring in.
Plus Aetor himself.
Twenty enemies total, just as he’d assessed at the beginning.

-13 enemies? They all came ㅈㅈ
-x
-Well, he’s a newbie. If you don’t keep moving, they all swarm. That’s how it normally works.

Seo Jun calmly spread his arms and waited until eight enemies surrounded him.

-He’s given up.
-Just die here and skip the tutorial fast, move on to the real game. Aetor’s unbeatable anyway

After he was completely surrounded, he announced his plan.
“Guys, I’m about to show you thirteen consecutive Parries.”
After that, only one comment came up in the chat.

-Insane

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