The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 328

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Chapter 328

“Waaaaaaah!”
“Raise the Zigheart banner!”
“Show the blade of Robert!”
“Legend Sword Association!”
“Blue Sword! Blue Sword!”

The roar of spectators filled the Sparring Arena. Most simply wanted to witness an elegant duel and a good fight, but there were those who had staked their very lives on the outcome.

“My hands are trembling….”
“R-Raon isn’t actually going to win, is he?”
“Cardis absolutely has to win. I even wagered the money for my baby’s soup….”
“The difference in reputation is clear. Let’s trust the Blue Sword.”
“Right. Cardis is high-tier Master rank. He absolutely won’t lose.”
“The odds are much higher for Raon too! It has to be Cardis!”

There’s a saying that when predicting the victor of a match, one should look to the odds set by gamblers.
Though Raon’s popularity had surpassed Cardis, the true odds in gambling still favored Cardis. Few had wagered money on Raon’s victory.

“At nineteen years old, that level of martial prowess. Raon Zigheart is truly a monster of historic proportions. But even monsters have their limits. He’s not at Cardis’s level yet.”
“Yesterday he faced Borini Kitten, today he’s fought Garona and sustained considerable injuries with severe exhaustion. He won’t have the strength to fight until the end.”
“Exactly. Cardis rose relatively easily and is in perfect condition!”
“If you don’t trust the fifth-ranked Twelve Continents, who would you trust?”
“The true odds always prevail!”

The gamblers clutched their betting slips tightly and chanted Cardis’s name.

“Cardis! Cardis! Cardis!”
“Blue Sword! Blue Sword! Blue Sword!”
“You don’t know anything. The championship is definitely Raon’s.”

An incongruous voice cut through the desperate chanting of the gamblers.

“Huh?”
“Who….”
“It’s me.”

The gamblers turned their heads toward the source of Raon’s name. A red-haired elf with her long hair carelessly tied back was grinning wickedly.

“The Radiant Sword of Zigheart!”
“This guy’s won every single match since yesterday! He even predicted Burren and Lunan’s draw! He’s a gambling deity! A deity!”
“But… I heard he was called a pauper at the Gambling House…”
“You didn’t bet on Raon, did you?”
“Of course I did.”

Rimer nodded and waved his betting slip. Though the numbers weren’t entirely clear, the amount wagered appeared to exceed five hundred gold coins.

“Gasp!”
“You bet all that money?”
“You’re insane…”
“You know better than anyone that Raon’s level is lower than Cardis!”

The gamblers trembled in disbelief, their jaws quivering.

“Of course I know. I know he’s exhausted and injured.”
“Then why…?”
“Because it’s Raon.”

Rimer watched Raon, who remained focused on Cardis, and his expression bloomed with exhilaration.

“That guy has never lost a single match on the Sparring Arena. And…”

He’s never made me lose my money either.

He clasped his hands tightly and sent forth a prayer.

‘I’m counting on you today too. My goddess of fortune!’

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The Announcer’s gaze shifted between Raon and Cardis as he swallowed hard. Though the match hadn’t even begun, the aura radiating from both fighters made his skin feel as though it were being torn apart.

“Are you both ready?”
“Yes.”
“I’m ready.”

Raon and Cardis exchanged a steady gaze and nodded at each other.

“Phew….”

The Announcer descended from the Sparring Arena, clutching his heaving chest.

“Then, the final match of the Six Emperors Duel Tournament! The Master-class Finals begins!”
“Yaaaaaaaaah!”
“Raon! Raon! Raon!”
“Cardis! Cardis! Cardis!”

The moment his hand pointed to the Sparring Arena, a thunderous roar erupted, yet the arena itself remained eerily silent.

Raon and Cardis remained motionless, their eyes locked on each other as they had been before the match began.
Like a horse warming its legs before reaching full speed, they gradually drew up their aura, searching for openings in their opponent’s stance.

As their concentration reached its peak, the spectators began closing their mouths one by one. Before long, the Sparring Arena had fallen into a silence as profound as a library.

Tap.

Just before Raon and Cardis reached their zenith, the sound of a young mage’s wooden staff falling to the ground echoed through the arena.

Whoooooosh!

In that hushed moment, a sound that would normally go unnoticed ignited the arena—flames blazed from Raon’s blade as if channeling the sun’s heat, while Cardis’s sword surged with a mighty aura infused with the essence of the great sea.

Boom!

Raon kicked off the ground and advanced while observing Cardis. It seemed he also understood that the sound was a signal, as he approached with smooth footwork like he was gliding through water.

‘Is that the Wave-Riding Step?’

The Wave-Riding Step was a footwork technique named for ascending upon waves—an ascending martial art that allowed free movement even through empty air.

Screeeech!

Cardis’s blade, which had drawn near before I knew it, was wrapped in both sharpness and softness simultaneously. It was the Blue Cloud Flowing Star Sword—the Robert Family’s signature swordsmanship that maintained the flow of sword technique while dominating space.

‘How frustrating.’

I wanted it so desperately.

Watching the swordsmanship unique to Robert bloodline—something I had wanted to learn but couldn’t, wanted to master but couldn’t—made my chest ache.

“Huff.”

I exhaled a turbid breath.

‘My body isn’t in normal condition.’

The internal injuries from splitting Tacheon’s aura yesterday, along with those sustained fighting Garona, remained unhealed, and my aura and stamina were severely depleted.

‘But….’

Facing the Robert bloodline, strength surged from nowhere, and my mind grew cold and sharp. It felt as though I could accomplish anything.

‘Your swords.’

I’ll destroy them.

I unleashed a cold smile and brought down the Celestial Sword. The incantation of the Bright Fang Sword embedded in the silver blade revealed its sharp fangs.

Clang!

Force collided against force, and the shockwave shook the Sparring Arena, yet Cardis remained unmoved. He flowed the Blue Cloud Flowing Star Sword seamlessly and thrust forward again.

‘This time….’

I lowered my chin slightly and extended my left foot forward. Using the rotation of joints and muscles connected from my ankle through my waist to my wrist, I unfolded the Blood Fang Sequence of the Bright Fang Sword.

Whoosh!

A sharp slash like a flame-wreathed beast raking its claws descended toward Cardis’s chest.

“Hmph.”

Cardis drew his sword with fluid grace, as if painting a circle with a brush, positioning the blade at the heart of the blood aura technique.

Screeeech!

The power of the Radiant Sword fueled by momentum was fierce, yet Cardis’s blade and stance remained unshaken.
He continued the flow of the Azure Cloud Flowing Star Sword with the leisurely expression of someone enjoying tea time rather than engaging in combat.

“Now that’s how it should be.”

I smiled faintly and nodded in acknowledgment.

‘This is the Azure Cloud Flowing Star Sword.’

The Azure Cloud Flowing Star Sword was like the flow of a river. It flowed endlessly, connecting continuously until it reached the sea and created a massive wave. In other words, if one could not sever that solid flow, they would be swept away by the waves and drown. Unbroken continuity—this was the swordsmanship that phrase described perfectly.
In other words, if you cannot sever that solid flow, you will be swept away by the waves and drown. An unbroken continuum. It was swordsmanship that was best described by the word “endless succession”—a technique that never breaks and continues without interruption.

“As expected, it’s difficult with the Gwang-a sword.”

Cardis’s Blue Cloud Hyeonseong Sword had already reached the realm of ascension. It was not easy to cut off his swordsmanship, which was connected by an aura as grand as the sea, with the grown Gwang-a Sword.

But there’s a swordsmanship that makes it possible.

The Snowwind Sword Technique obtained from Rocta contained the subtle essence of an absolute blade that could sever the flow of martial arts. With that swordsmanship, it was not impossible to cut off the massive flow that Cardis created.

“Phew…”

I released the ferocity embedded in the blade as a frosty wind and stepped on the Taewhabo. I crossed the space and reached Cardis’s left side.
Releasing the ferocity dwelling in the blade through the frost wind, I stepped on the Taehwa Bridge. Breaking through space, I advanced and reached Cardis’s left side.

“That’s a predictable tactic.”

Cardis let out a scoff as he continued with the Blue Cloud Immortal Castle Sword. Already the fifth move. The undulating river qi filled his entire vision.

“Then I’ll have to leave the sea before the waves strike.”
Then I need to get out to sea before the waves come in.

Raon poured strength into his grip and unleashed the first form of the Snowwind Sword Technique, the Silver Wind Whirlwind.

Whoooosh!

The rotation that began in my pectoral muscles traveled through my joints, generating a formidable spiraling force. A silvery wind as sharp as an unsheathed blade curved diagonally and crashed down upon Cardis’s aura.

Screeeech!

A resonance unlike anything before. A cutting sound erupted as if tearing through thick paper, and the flow Cardis had been cultivating shattered.

“What… what is this!”

Through the fractured aura, I could see Cardis’s eyes trembling violently.

“Mere coincidence!”

Yet, true to his status as one of the Twelve Continents, his recovery from shock was remarkably swift. Cardis quickly regained his composure and attempted to reconnect the Heavenly Cloud Resonance Sword once more.

‘Not on my watch.’

I stepped into Taehwa’s Second Form. Like lightning, I unleashed the second technique of the Snowwind Sword Art—White Line Spinning Point.

Screeeeeech!

White Line Spinning Point—a single dot marked by a celestial immortal. An aura as rigid as a brush stroke pierced through the heart of the Heavenly Cloud Resonance Sword.

“Ugh!”

Cardis retreated, once again summoning waves of aura. He was desperately attempting to reconnect the severed Heavenly Cloud Resonance Sword.

‘Futile.’

I twisted my blade while detonating Glacial’s frigid power in an instant.

Chiiiiing!

The Black Water Tribe’s secret technique I had acquired from Garona struck a second time, and the flow of the Heavenly Cloud Resonance Sword that he desperately tried to maintain came to a complete halt.

“Easy.”

I rotated my wrist lightly. The word “overwhelming” fit this situation perfectly.

“How… how is this possible…”

Cardis’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

“All you need to do is execute it well.”

If the Azure Cloud Flowing Sword was a river in motion, then the Snowwind Sword Formation was a dam constructed of wind itself. A sword technique that maintained continuous flow could only become prey to the Absolute Blade.

‘And it’s grown even stronger.’

Through battles against Matheus, Borini Kitten, and Garona, the Snowwind Sword Formation had ascended several tiers in a single bound.
Not only had I mastered the technique of severing flow, but my power and speed had increased as well, allowing me to cut through even Cardis’s Azure Cloud Flowing Sword, which belonged to a higher realm.

“You mentioned something about waves earlier, but surely that’s not all you have, is it?”

I tilted my head to the side and flicked my finger.

“I’d appreciate it if you showed me the skill that matches all that boasting.”
“Shut your mouth!”

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“The realm of the Absolute Blade has risen even further!”

Ogram leaned forward in his chair with a delighted laugh.

“To master the Absolute Blade to such a degree when no one even looks at it these days! Truly worthy of being Garona’s brother! The more I see, the more I like it!”

He applauded me even though the battle hadn’t ended yet.

“Don’t the young ones these days learn the Absolute Blade?”

Chamber, a mage, tilted her head in confusion.

“Yes. Knights and swordsmen who master the Absolute Blade are quite rare.”

King Lecross stroked his chin and nodded.

“Why?”
“Because it’s difficult to master. To sever an opponent’s flow, you naturally need a high level of martial mastery, but you also need keen eyes and hands. It requires more time, effort, and talent than other sword techniques, but since it takes far too long to achieve results, most martial artists don’t bother learning it.”

He smacked his lips, noting that the Severing Blade itself was uncommon.

“Even our knights from the Six Emperors, known for having the sharpest eyes, rarely master the Severing Blade. Yet this young one wields it so skillfully—it’s a talent and determination that’s almost frightening. The Head of House must be quite envious.”
“Ahem, nothing special.”

Glen shook his head calmly, his arms crossed.

“That level is something anyone can achieve.”

He waved his hand dismissively, but his fingers trembled faintly.

“I don’t know what that old man has been looking at all his life to have such high standards. Shouldn’t a child of that caliber be a source of pride wherever they go?”
“There was that one.”

Chamber smiled, twirling her finger in a circle.

“Ah, right.”

Ogram nodded slowly in understanding.

“That one wasn’t quite at this child’s level, but he was certainly called a genius without fault. Though I didn’t particularly care for him.”

He clicked his tongue briefly and turned his head away.

“At this rate, it’ll end without any excitement.”

Chamber swayed her finger back and forth like a pendulum. Her eyes held no sincerity—they seemed to be observing others’ reactions instead.

“That remains to be seen.”

King Lecross shook his head, his arms crossed.

“The Azure Cloud Flowing Star Blade grows stronger the more it’s used. Even if the flow is severed, if one continues to weave it back together piece by piece, it will eventually reach the ocean. We must continue watching.”

Despite information about the Azure Cloud Flowing Star Blade spreading widely, it became the signature technique of the Robert Family because it possessed the powerful ability to reconnect its flow even after being broken.

“That’s not all.”

Ogram frowned as he looked at Derus Robert.

“The Blue Sword won’t be learning only that technique. Isn’t that right?”
“I suppose so.”

Derus Robert turned his head slowly to regard Ogram. His usual smile remained perfectly in place on his lips.

“I simply wish to witness a duel where both fighters give their all, regardless of who emerges victorious.”

He smiled gently, as though indifferent to which side prevailed.

“Boring, I’m telling you.”

Chamber whirled around to face Glen Zigheart.

“Old man, who do you think will win?”
“Raon will win.”

Glen Zigheart spoke Raon’s name without a moment’s hesitation.

“Oh, you’re certain?”
“….”

His eyes, burning with conviction, answered in his stead.

“How did you become so cool while I wasn’t looking?”

Chamber laughed and sidled up next to Glen Zigheart.

“….”

Derus Robert watched Glen Zigheart for a moment, then turned away. A cold smile blossomed at the corners of his mouth.

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Kwaaaaaaah!

The flow of the Azure Cloud Celestial Sword shattered, and Cardis was driven to the edge of the Sparring Arena.

“What… what is this…?”

Cardis’s hand trembled as he lowered his sword, his expression far more shocked than before. He had realized that breaking the Azure Cloud Celestial Sword was no accident.

“What did you do? What exactly did you just do!”

For the first time, he raised his voice in anger. His eyes betrayed that he couldn’t comprehend the situation itself.

“I see you’ve finally abandoned that ill-fitting formal speech.”
“What?”
“Mocking with your eyes while speaking formally—your composure is truly remarkable.”

These words weren’t meant for Cardis alone. They were a jab at Derus Robert’s heart, watching from above.

“Insolent…!”

Cardis ground his teeth and raised his sword. The blade’s trajectory pointed directly at my heart.

‘As expected, this one is easy.’

Unlike Derus Robert, who maintained cold reason in any situation, shattering Cardis’s mask was far too simple.

‘But I can’t end it here.’

There’s still something I need to gain from you.

Derus Robert couldn’t have taught Cardis only the Azure Cloud Celestial Sword. I wanted to face swordplay from a higher realm for the future.

“You think you’ve countered it a few times and destroyed the Azure Cloud Celestial Sword!”

A savage aura blazed from Cardis’s darkened eyes.

“Didn’t I destroy it?”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“The Azure Cloud Transcendent Sword is a flower that blooms late. The real battle starts now!”
“It’s disappointing that you won’t listen even when I offer advice.”
“I told you to shut your mouth!”
“No, sir. You told me to be quiet.”
“You insolent bastard!”

Cardis’s eyes gleamed with fury as he swung his blade. Even in his rage, his swordsmanship flowed with even greater precision, devouring the space around us.
Regardless of his temperament, I had to acknowledge his skill.

Whoooooosh!

A river had reached the sea, creating a tremendous current. Waves of aura that engulfed the earth—the Azure Cloud Transcendent Sword’s ultimate technique, Azure Cloud Hundred Waves.

‘Formidable power.’

The waves of aura devouring space as they approached possessed a formidable flow that was neither easy to evade nor to block.

‘Of course. But it won’t work.’

If I couldn’t block it or evade it, I’d simply shatter it.

Boom!

I stepped into True Form and unleashed the Silver Sea Sweeping Wind, the ultimate technique of the Snowwind Sword Art. The silver tempest that had once obliterated even Tacheon’s light and darkness collided with the towering waves of aura.

Kwaaaaaah!

While the Azure Cloud Hundred Waves possessed greater aura density and volume, the Silver Sea Sweeping Wind seized the advantage.
The tempest infused with the mysteries of the absolute blade consumed the waves of aura, swelling in size.

“This… this can’t be…”
“This is where it ends.”
“Nonsense!”

The moment I tried to continue the Silver Sea Sweeping Wind that had devoured the Azure Cloud Hundred Waves and engulf Cardis, an intense radiance erupted from his blade.

Kwaaaaaah!

A tremendous shockwave swept across the Sparring Arena, and the Silver Sea Whirlwind’s aura melted away entirely.

Uuuuuuuh!

A magnificent azure light, unlike anything before, surged forth from Cardis’s blade.

‘Holy Light Sword Technique!’

The Holy Light Sword Technique was a transcendent martial art mastered only by the true heirs of the Robert Family. That swordplay, infused with the concepts of light and stars, was one of Derus’s weapons.

‘Much obliged.’

I licked my lips as if famished, adjusting my grip on the Heavenly Sword.

‘I’ll gratefully savor that technique.’
-Would it kill you to eat actual food like that sometimes?

Wrath, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected.

‘Ah, shut it!’

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