Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 56

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Episode 56

Seo Jun vaulted over the railing.
Then he walked toward the stairs descending below.
Savoring a moment of leisure.
“Damn. The sunset view is gorgeous.”
From the peak of Giru Tower as rendered by Mu-bi Soft, the vista of the old martial arts city held a certain charm.
For the first time in ages, he felt like having a drink.

-He’s so relaxed
-Time to spare lol
-No enemies on Floor 12, just walk straight down

Tap.
Tap.
Seo Jun descended the empty staircase. He slung the sword he’d been carrying across his shoulder.
“Internal Energy recovery is still way too slow.”
Compared to when the Life Drain Technique activated, he’d recovered less than one-twentieth.
No wonder people said the strategy of reaching the enemy general with minimal resource consumption was critical.
Of course, it was all calculated from the start.
Tap.
Seo Jun arrived at Floor 11.
A sense of déjà vu washed over him.
Demonic Sect disciples scattered about.
Scorched walls and blade marks.
Faint sounds.
‘And once I turn this corner…’
Crackle.
‘Here it comes.’
Instead of swinging his blade, Seo Jun immediately dodged backward.
An NPC with lightning crackling around him appeared before the corner, thrusting his sword with lightning-fast speed at the spot where Seo Jun had just been standing.
Boom!
The dispersing lightning scorched the path he’d just walked, and the blade lodged itself in the wall where he’d stood.
“So Namgoong Cheon arrives.”
He met the gaze of a towering old man in blue robes looking down at him.
The old man scanned Seo Jun from top to bottom in a brief moment, then wrenched his sword free from the wall and swung it down.
“Kill you, and this war becomes ours. Hahahaha!”
Since it was a basic attack without Internal Energy, Seo Jun parried it.
And in that instant, the Life Drain Technique activated, and Seo Jun’s Internal Energy began to surge.

-Even if you kill the master, you can’t beat the Demonic Sect
-What are you talking about, don’t you know how this works?
-Anyway, the Righteous Sect’s winning the championship
-But if we kill the master, we get to see something amazing!
-King Law Girl!

Clash!
Namgoong Cheon’s blade was thin and long.
His larger build gave him longer arms than Seo Jun.
Yet his speed wasn’t sluggish either. The Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword characteristic added velocity through its lightning.
Unable to dodge sideways in the narrow corridor, Namgoong Cheon pressed forward, swinging at Seo Jun.
Seo Jun retreated while deflecting the strikes.
But he wasn’t merely defending.
‘Even evasive attacks must land some blows in exchange.’
Why?
Because he had a time limit.
And.
A blade grazed Seo Jun’s left arm, depleting his health.
But immediately after, Seo Jun slashed Namgoong Cheon’s shoulder and stepped back.
The lost health was restored.
‘Whether I take damage doesn’t matter.’
His characteristic actually favored trading blows repeatedly rather than purely defending.
“Lucky for me, NPCs just keep charging without thinking.”
Clang!
Before Seo Jun’s words finished, the blades clashed and he was driven back.
Lightning condensed on Namgoong Cheon’s blade.

-That lightning condensation speed is insane
-Prep time is crazy fast
-Isn’t that the sword he got from the Faction Quest way back?
-The Thunderbolt Divine Sword?
-Yeah

Namgoong Cheon’s Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword was far faster than most players. He had virtually no preparation delay.
The reason was that years ago, Namgoong Clan players had succeeded in a Faction Quest to retrieve a treasure for Namgoong Cheon.
Cooperation for the Alliance naturally had content beyond just the Battlefield, and such content was interlocked with the Battlefield.
Not only simple quests but also faction relationships that shifted with the story progression, and growing NPCs, were likewise interconnected—enabling NPCs to display greater strength on the Battlefield.
The Thunderbolt Divine Sword that Namgoong Cheon possessed not only accepted lightning well but contained it inherently, giving it an entirely different condensation speed.
‘The game company must have balanced faction dynamics on their end anyway.’
Focus on winning right now.
An explosive lunge aimed at Seo Jun’s heart unfolded.
‘My Internal Energy…’
He’d recovered enough to infuse it into a few more strikes.
Seo Jun twisted his body slightly, evading the vital point.
Whoosh!
The blade lodged in his chest cost him significant health, but he could manage it.
Smiling, Seo Jun drove his own Sword Aura-infused blade in return.
Toward his enemy’s vital point.
“Huh. Health is recovering nicely.”
If he’d had such martial arts in his past life, it would’ve been incredible.

-Terrifying lol
-He’s laughing while a sword is lodged in him?
-If he were bleeding from the corner of his mouth right now, it’d be perfect, but it’s a game ㅋㅋㅋ
-Life Drain Technique is broken
-This is basically a berserker…

“Time really is running short now.”
Tight.
Instead of continuing to retreat, Seo Jun pressed forward.
For close-range melee—slash and be slashed.
A choice born of necessity, not luxury.
Having started the fight with depleted Internal Energy, he couldn’t rely on high-damage Sword Aura too much.
So he had to pack in basic attacks—more of them, in less time.
Clash!
When the enemy struck him.
Clash!
He struck back.
Again.
An exchange of blows that would be impossible in reality continued.
Once more.
Seo Jun’s health plummeted past halfway in a single hit, then recovered again.
Like a precarious tightrope walk. One mistake meant falling.
“Krahaha! So you struggle!”
Namgoong Cheon roared and raised his blade high.
The NPC’s excitement was palpable.
Seo Jun was getting caught up in it too.
Was it because he’d never fought like this before, or simply because of the thrill?

-Complete madness
-And he’s dodging all the vital points?
-Still, the master’s health is dropping

Crackle.
Lightning pooled on Namgoong Cheon’s blade.
In an instant he’d become a blur, striking down.
“Can’t meet him head-on.”
Bang!
Seo Jun immediately infused Sword Aura into his blade and hurled it spinning, severing the condensation.
Sword Aura can only be met with Sword Aura, and his chosen build had no special technique for firing blades—so he improvised.
Namgoong Cheon’s blade, its condensation broken, swung without Sword Aura.
Seo Jun took the hit directly. His health dropped to a razor’s edge.
One mistake and he’d actually die.
But there was no time to dodge or parry.
He moved his body and swung his arm first.
The sword he’d just thrown bounced off the ceiling and was falling.
Seo Jun caught it mid-fall and completed his strike.
Clash!

-??
-What the hell lol
-Wow lol
-What did I just witness
-I mean, seriously, this is absurd lol

Seo Jun’s stance dug deeper into close range.
Extreme close-quarters combat flowed into faster attacks.
He landed another Sword Aura-infused strike.
The enemy’s health dropped noticeably.
As the damage grew stronger, his recovery grew proportionally larger.
After repeating this cycle several times.
“Guhh…”
Namgoong Cheon collapsed, and as vitality flooded into Seo Jun, the Life Drain Technique that had been slowly choking his opponent finally released.
“Doesn’t even hurt.”

-Damn!
-Insane!
-I believed in you. I believed.
-4 minutes? You’re joking. 4 minutes? You’re joking. 4 minutes? You’re joking. 4 minutes? You’re joking.
-The master was humble! The master was humble! The master was humble!
-Stop trying to copy ranker routes!

Seo Jun gazed at his palm with a smile.
Blood pooled in his hand.
And scars covered his entire body.
Even in virtual reality, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d fought while being slashed so repeatedly.
After a few seconds passed, the red blood evaporated like mist, and all of Seo Jun’s wounds healed.
He then touched the settings to turn the camera toward himself.
Looking someone straight in the eye as if gazing at them, Seo Jun opened his mouth.
“Well then, I guess the Demonic Sect is next, right?”
The identity of his audience was obvious.
His record was 3 minutes and 1 second.
Far faster than the 4-minute mark.

-Right?
-The cult leader recruiting personally lol
-Why did Dang So bet like that
-This Battlefield is done for lol, guess I’ll go seduce some Demonic Sect folks with all these chips

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A moment before.
Dang So had taken a seat where Seo Jun disappeared.
He opened multiple browser windows.
One was Seo Jun’s broadcast, and the others were information-gathering sites like Roha Alliance forums and group chat rooms.
“I’ll win the bet no matter what, but I should watch anyway. Hehehehe.”
By “watch,” he meant he’d forfeit the bet while still observing—or rather, simply meant he’d view the broadcast.
Of course, even without the bet, Seo Jun’s stream was one the rankers were keeping tabs on.
He’d gained the title of Grand Master the day before, making it hot news, and he’d started the game right at 7 AM when the Battlefield opened—there was no way to ignore it.
“What are you talking about? If you lose that bet, what were you thinking making such a stupid wager?”
Dang So’s head turned toward the source of the voice on screen.
“That guy’s a con artist, so there’s no way I lose.”
Dang So identified the speaker and answered confidently.
It was a fellow ranker from the same faction.
“I don’t think he’s a con artist, actually.”
“How so.”
“What exactly did he supposedly con people on?”
“A Hidden Quest?”
“If it was a Hidden Quest, you could’ve just asked him to open his quest log on stream and show everyone. You dumbass.”
“Oh. I should’ve checked.”
“If you lose the bet and go to the Demonic Sect, it’s a total disaster. Each ranker like you is precious.”
Dang So’s colleague sighed.
On the Battlefield, maintaining a winning streak grants bonuses that accumulate massive Prestige Points.
Rankers who gather abundant Prestige Points become the faction’s core strength.
The higher the Prestige Points, the more Offense-Defense Points they can accumulate.
Usually, once the game enters mid-game, these rankers’ Offense-Defense Points become meaningful.
For now, Prestige Points haven’t accumulated much, so each is just one ordinary user.
But the moment Prestige Points begin piling up through winning streaks, each individual ranker becomes a critical resource.
Dang So, among the top tier, seemed oddly reckless but had sharp judgment and skills at least in the top four of his faction—so the bet had to be won, regardless of personal feelings.
“Were you watching the broadcast too?”
“Yeah. Most of the Righteous Sect, Demonic Sect, and our faction users were probably watching that person’s stream, right? We all saw your stupid bet.”
“Ha. Don’t worry.”
Dang So snorted.
“How would someone with that kind of Build even enter in four minutes?”
“Why not? It’s possible.”
Dang So cut him off sharply.
“I don’t underestimate that person’s skill. But impossibilities are impossibilities.”
“Sigh.”
His colleague said nothing more and sat facing him, turning on the broadcast.
‘If that Dang guy wins the bet, a ranker-class player comes to our faction.’
Someone with incredible skill and who desperately needs the Battlefield.
He knew.
What Seo Jun had wagered on this Battlefield.
The problem was.
‘Why do I feel so uneasy?’
Despite those worries, the 1-minute wait passed and Seo Jun’s game began.
“Huh. He’s breaking through the wall and heading outside? What’s the plan? Exploring again on round two?”
Dang So spoke.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
His colleague also spoke.
On screen, Seo Jun broke through the wall and exited.
Then looked up.
Unease crept in.
Even Dang So’s constantly smiling lips dropped slightly.
Soon he reached the peak in a single bound.
“……18 seconds?”
“…….”
“…….”
“We’re done.”
“Ha. Can’t call it success yet. He’s used up his Internal Energy—maybe he can’t defeat the NPC…….”
“Hey.”
“…….”
“Start packing.”

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