Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90

The nickname “I Love Makyō”.
He was hiding in the brush some distance from Point A, following Seo Jun’s orders.
At first, Seo Jun told him to stay hidden, and only when enemies clearly appeared at Center, to check the chat and capture Point A.
After that, he’d return, so he should hide again.
So now he was crouched in the grass.
‘They’re coming.’
Namgoong Se-ga Jeom-so-i was approaching Point B in the distance.
The enemy ranker began the capture again, looking somewhat exhausted.
‘He said once they leave, capture the point right away.’
Seo Jun hadn’t revealed his overall plan.
He’d only told each teammate what to do specifically.
But watching the situation unfold now, things seemed to be going according to plan.
‘Now what will he do.’
Return to Center to earn experience? Or come all the way to Point A?
There was nothing to do but watch, but still—it felt good.
When he first heard that three enemies were rankers, he’d nearly lost it.
He’d wondered if the game company had lost its mind entirely.
Even if there was a user on the team with record-breaking Contribution Score.
But what mattered now was this:
‘We’re actually winning the game right now.’
It made no sense, but the streamer had beaten three opponents alone and then cleaned up the enemies afterward.
Just as intended.
What was his nickname?
Heavenly Demon 14.
‘Is he actually a Heavenly Demon or something?’
Regardless of who’d ultimately win this match, the skill on display was undeniable.
‘Hmm?’
Namgoong Se-ga Jeom-so-i suddenly fled the point in panic.
For some reason, I Love Makyō immediately headed to Point A and completed the capture, just as Seo Jun had instructed.
No additional messages came, so he’d stick to the previous orders.
Then, after a little more time passed, messages appeared on screen, and I Love Makyō couldn’t help but stare in shock.

[Heavenly Demon 14 → Han Pun Man]

Did he just pick them off right as they respawned?
That’s completely ridiculous.
The enemies aren’t ordinary users or just any rankers—they’re top tier, aren’t they?
Hope blossomed deep in his chest.
‘If it’s Heavenly Demon, he’ll definitely carry Makyō to the championship……!’
No.
That’s too much like blind faith.
Anyway, this battlefield—
He really did feel like Makyō could win it all.

[Enemy Fortress Health –20]

[Enemy Fortress Health –20]

Looking just at the remaining health after combat, it was hard to call it easy, but those were all hits he’d allowed in order to end things quickly.
In combat, vision is everything.
If you’re surrounded, you lose sight and lose your field of view, but you can predict the next move if you glance back occasionally.
How did he know Cheon Sal Seong would throw a heavy attack?
What if the opponent had already awakened their potential to use skills?
Even then, Seo Jun was confident he wouldn’t lose easily.
“I’ll head back to Center now.”
Speaking as though the corpses of his enemies before the fortress could hear, Seo Jun entered the Side Path between Points A and B instead of taking the open main road to Center.

-What psychological warfare is this now, you successor of Zhuge Liang and master of Makyō!!

-When exactly did he even assassinate anyone ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Manager, stop calling GOAT and just manage the chat ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Seo Jun proceeded to a point beyond the enemy’s vision, then emerged from the Side Path onto the main road to Center.

“Alright. Now let’s get to Center and grind levels.”
Once on the main road, Seo Jun used Light Footwork to increase his speed.
The moment he arrived, he threw himself into the midst of battling soldiers.
“Heavenly Demon, you’ve arrived?”
His teammate, who’d been steadily hunting enemy soldiers as Seo Jun requested, greeted him with a brightened expression.
“Yes, hello.”
“I knew you’d come!”
Seo Jun began clearing soldiers alongside him.
Even if they killed many, the front lines wouldn’t shift, so there was nothing to worry about.
“Let’s kill all of them.”
If three of them deliberately hunted only enemy soldiers, they could apparently see allied soldiers resting before the next wave came. He wanted to see that once.

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]
.
.

-Truly a genius!

-I believe! You’re definitely the Korean standard!
-But this kind of grim determination is a bit…

That was the initial reaction.

Seo Jun confirmed the point’s color had changed, then drew Sword Qi against a soldier advancing with a shield, obliterating the shield and eliminating the soldier.

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]

-Using Sword Qi at exactly the right moment, Heavenly Demon!

-You’ve thought it all through, haven’t you

But.

“You guys getting scared?”
Even as he said this, Seo Jun ducked to avoid a soldier’s predictable attack, covered the forward soldier’s position with his shield, and drove his blade into the exposed throat of another.

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]

-With that much dedication, of course we don’t doubt you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Now he seems serious
-Trying to shake them up and build the maximum experience gap ㅋㅋㅋ
-That’s strategically sound too

Opinion swung back and forth.

-Ah. He ‘overwhelmed’ them

-Jeongpa guys getting helpless was satisfying ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Either way, you’re grinding because the future might be tough

Seo Jun read the comments and answered.

-Then stop grinding

Ignoring the chat, Seo Jun drew his sword to face the approaching enemy soldiers.

Starting next match, enemies would come prepared, so psychological warfare was likely.
He had confidence, but psychological warfare always carried high risk of failure.
Currently.
The enemy fortress health was steadily decreasing.
Jeom-so-i, who’d been at Point A, returned to the fortress when Seo Jun appeared before Jeongpa’s fortress, then came back with three teammates.
In Seo Jun’s view, that choice was correct.
Had they stationed one member at each of the three points from the start, Seo Jun would’ve had a harder time responding properly.
But now, late in the game, things were different.
Mubi Soft hadn’t completely fallen apart, so their team members were quite skilled.
‘They said they were just below ranker level, I think.’
If Seo Jun stayed in Center and sent the remaining three teammates to one location?
Three-on-one, they could manage to some degree, but that only held true at equal levels.
Three players at Level 6 were something they couldn’t beat.
“That said, the Jeongpa rankers seem determined to hit Level 6 rather than die needlessly, don’t they?”

-ㅋㅋㅋ Pathetic Jeongpa bastards

-ㅂㄷㅂㄷ
-Sapa trait) Will soon be wiped out
-Nah that’s not it
-Only the guild master Makyō stays on their winning streak!

So.

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]

[Enemy Fortress Health –5]

The soldiers had all disappeared again, and the enemy fortress health wasn’t heavily depleted.

Thanks to natural experience gain and experience from holding a single point, it was still going up.
But Seo Jun’s level was 10.
Double the difference.
That’s why Center mattered.
Holding all three points had taken considerable time, but the experience gained from killing enemy soldiers was incomparable.
“Once the enemy hits Level 6, I’ll probably be Level 11.”
There were plenty of laughing comments.
Excluding Martial Arts that strengthen at every 6 levels, the difference in raw stats between levels wasn’t that great.
The consensus was that he was aiming for Level 12.
‘But I don’t really need to.’
He just wanted to keep grinding.
Really.

-Heavenly Demon, the rankers at Point A have departed.

Checking the team chat, Seo Jun began warming up, and his teammate quietly withdrew.

-Let’s make a comeback! Guild master didn’t hit 12!

-Right, it never made sense that rankers without Martial Arts beat the guild master, Korea’s finest swordsman by pure skill at the Training Grounds
-Really curious how this’ll go

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The signature technique of Hyeop-eul Wihayeo is what has kept the game from stagnating.

But what game isn’t difficult?
The real source lies in the characteristics of that Martial Art and with the veteran players who continuously study, duel, and apply those forms in practice.
Forms aren’t mere skills—they’re practical movements that can actually be executed.
So claiming Seo Jun wins because of “pure skill” wasn’t quite right.
Hyeop-eul Wihayeo rankers especially had excellent physicality, and many treated the so-called Level 9 AI professional as a joke.
The problem was.
Seo Jun had won far too easily in yesterday’s Duel, shattering their pride completely.
Swordsmanship! Let’s fight without skills!
When they picked such pride, it was nine times out of ten a Hyeop-eul Wihayeo user, and players from other games acknowledged it internally even as they’d say “there they go again.”
But after the Duel.
Pride vanished, and all that remained was ‘Martial Art one-trick’.
‘Frog-in-the-well ranker’—that was their own mutual assessment.
So they really wanted to win this fight.
“Dammit! Take this!”
Han Pun Man’s Club, its form slightly altered using Tagyubop technique, came crashing down at Seo Jun.
His chosen Martial Art was Chwi Pal Seon Gong, so he couldn’t expect additional effects from the Martial Art itself, but the form alone was devastating.
The aggressive angle suited the situation where Seo Jun was being pressed.
“Think that’ll work?”
But when Seo Jun leaned forward instead of backing away, moving his blade, the man swinging the Club could already envision what came next.
The opponent would soon knock the Club aside and then slice his body open.
A question arose in his mind.
Why did such a simple counterattack produce such a result?
The moment Seo Jun’s blade struck the Club at an angle, aiming for the neck—
Clang!
Fortunately, support came from Cheon Sal Seong beside him.
Then Jeom-so-i pressed forward, but—
‘This doesn’t make sense. We’re three.’
The blocked attack now turned into a defense from Seo Jun.
Neither side had landed a single successful strike.
It wasn’t losing, but even a draw was deeply humiliating from their position.
“If we don’t catch him soon! We actually lose!”
Cheon Sal Seong shouted, drew his sword, poured Internal Energy into it, and began deploying a form.
Seo Jun thrust his blade into empty air ahead of time.
That precise point in space perfectly blocked Cheon Sal Seong’s movement.
“Come on in.”
As he said this while completely intercepting everything, Han Pun Man stared blankly, genuinely at a loss.
Then Seo Jun—

-Here it comes

-The one we couldn’t see back during the Heupsong Daebeop days because combat had to end quick
-Kyaa! Goosebumps!
-A dull sword becomes sharp!

He casually retrieved his blade and flicked his wrist.

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