Chapter 15

Episode 15. Foot sword and lead sword (2)

Thanks to his position as a guard, Moon Ju-young was able to observe Baek Woo-jin closely while standing in the corner of the training hall.

‘How can they do that?’

Moon Joo-young could not understand Baek Woo-jin with his common sense. It’s already been a month. Baek Woo-jin was constantly repeating the sword and horizontal cuts for a month.

‘I was looking at him completely wrong...’ I

was honestly disappointed in Baek Woo-jin when he refused group training and said he would train alone. I thought I would believe in my talent and just practice roughly.

But that wasn’t the case. Baek Woo-jin practiced only two techniques like crazy.

‘That’s something no one can do.’

Baek Woo-jin trained at the 3rd training center from dawn to dusk, and after dinner, he trained at the small training center until midnight.

No swordsman in the Baek Family, let alone a direct descendant of the Baek Family, would be able to do such training for a month. Baek Woo-jin was a person with a tenacity that no one could match.

‘Plus, the speed of development is truly ridiculous.’

There is a world of difference between Baek Woo-jin’s foot sword that I saw on the first day and Baek Woo-jin’s foot sword now. Even if you only trained two skills for an entire month, this is a growth rate that makes no sense.

“Huh...”

As Moon Joo-young was shaking her head, Baek Woo-jin came towards him.

“It looks like the morning training is over.”

“Right. “Bring me a towel.”

“yes.”

Jeon Jun-hyuk, who was sitting next to Moon Ju-young, handed Moon Ju-young a towel and water.

“Thank you for your effort.”

“What trouble?”

Baek Woo-jin wiped his sweat, drank water, and nodded to the two.

“let’s go eat.”

There was one more thing that Moon Joo-young was surprised at by Baek Woo-jin. Most of the direct descendants of Baekga do not treat other servants as if there is a caste system.

However, Baek Woo-jin did not show any such appearance. He always invited Jeon Jun-hyuk and himself to eat together.

“young master. As I said before, I can eat it later. “I have to escort you...”

“Okay, sit down.”

Baek Woo-jin pressed Moon Ju-young’s shoulder as she tried to get up.

“Outside, you’re right. But this is not Baekga. If you mess with the food here, your father will kill everyone involved. You do not have to worry.”

“...All right.”

Moon Joo-young nodded. Baek Woo-jin understood Baek Cheon-hwa perfectly. You might not know it outside, but if you play around with the food inside Baekga, something serious will happen.

‘I don’t understand how this person heard the dunjae sound. He’s a genius himself.’

The speed of swordsmanship development is faster than anyone else’s, and he accurately captures what kind of person Baek Cheon-hwa is. Baek Woo-jin, whom he observed, contrary to rumors, was a person who should be called a genius.

‘Was the rumor that he was hiding himself true?’

Moon Joo-young thought that Baek Woo-jin was lying about his talent. The more you look at him, the more amazing he becomes.

“Moon Joo-young.”

“yes.”

While Jeon Jun-hyuk went out for a moment, Baek Woo-jin called Moon Ju-young.

“Did you report this to your father?”

“yes? “That...”

“You can be honest.”

Moon Ju-young looked into Baek Woo-jin’s eyes. His eyes are perfectly calm, as if he knows everything. How can those be the eyes of a 15-year-old?

“I haven’t reported it to you yet.”

“okay? Well, since my father’s eyes are everywhere here, there’s no need to do anything. “That’s why they ordered me to train at the 3rd training center.”

“Uhm...”

A groan came out of Moon Juyoung’s mouth. As expected, Baek Woo-jin knows everything. Whenever I talk to him, I feel like I’m being dragged into it.

“Just ask one question.”

“yes.”

“Are you your father’s? “Are you my escort?”

Moon Joo-young was speechless. Baek Woo-jin’s question penetrated his current state. His position was quite ambiguous. Although he is protecting Baek Woo-jin, he has not been expelled from the Black Sword Team.

“...I am now the master’s bodyguard.”

“okay?”

Baek Woo-jin woke up with a satisfied smile on his face.

“Then that means you could be mine someday. “It might be fun to steal your father’s test.”

After hearing Baek Woo-jin’s words, Moon Ju-young felt goosebumps rising on her back. I couldn’t measure his courage to steal himself from Baek Cheon-hwa.

‘Who the hell is this person...’

**

When Min Seung-hyeon, the instructor of the 3rd training center, was about to give instructions to the trainees for the afternoon sparring, Baek Woo-jin came.

“hello.”

“Are you still practicing foot sword alone?”

“however?”

“In modern swordsmanship, kicking a sword is not a very good technique. “It’s a dangerous technique that returns a counter if the first attack fails.”

“however?”

“That means it doesn’t work for me!”

Kim Un-sik raised his sword to the middle, prepared for Baek Woo-jin’s sword, and then charged.

“Ha!”

Even though Kim Un-sik ran towards him using fast walking techniques, Baek Woo-jin did not react at all.

Okay.

When Kim Un-sik came exactly into range, Baek Woo-jin’s sword was pulled out.

Sigh!

Baek Woo-jin’s sword, pulled out with the sound of air being cut, split Kim Un-sik’s sword in half.

“evil!”

While Kim Un-sik was confused when he saw the half-cut sword, Baek Woo-jin took a step forward and holstered the sword.

“Now wait!”

Before Kim Un-sik could raise his hand, Baek Woo-jin’s sword was pulled out again.

Bye!

What Baek Woo-jin was aiming for was Kim Un-sik’s temple. I relaxed my strength and hit my temple until I felt only excruciating pain.

“Kwaaaaaak!”

Kim Un-sik sat down, covering his head. A shattering scream burst from his mouth.

“Oh, it hurts! so painful! What is this! Why does it keep hurting?”

Baek Woo-jin looked at Kim Un-sik with a cool expression and sheathed his sword.

“What happened?”

“I didn’t even see you draw the sword...”

“When did you use the lead sword? “You’ve swung twice just now, right?”

The sparring ended in an instant. And that was completely contrary to everyone’s expectations. The trainees were looking at Baek Woo-jin and Kim Un-sik with mesmerized faces. “

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

....”

“Where on earth are you crying?”

“I don’t know. “I don’t know what happened....”

The trainees swallowed dry saliva when they saw Kim Un-sik crying while rubbing his forehead on the ground. Baek Woo-jin, who was seen as easygoing, suddenly started to look huge.

“Now, next...”

“Master Do. Are you going to do it again?”

“I have to do it. “The instructor told you to do it five times even if you can’t do it.”

“That...”

Min Seunghyun’s mouth opened. He obviously said that himself. He was trying to show Baek Woo-jin how hot he is, but it turned out to be the opposite.

“Ugh...”

Baek Woo-jin’s foot sword was outside the range he had imagined. A month ago, I saw him swinging his sword like an octopus leg. When did he become so advanced? No words came out.

“You also raised your hand earlier. come out.”

Baek Woo-jin chose a large trainee. That big guy is Seo Yong-ho, who also belongs to Baek Myung-hoon’s faction. In his previous life, he directly touched him, and in his current life, he took the lead in spreading dirty rumors.

This is a guy who definitely needs to be beaten.

‘I need to relieve some of the stress that has built up over the past month.’

Baek Woo-jin decided to destroy Baek Myung-hoon’s faction today.

“Seo Yong-ho... come out.”

“All right.”

Although he came out confidently, Seo Yong-ho’s expression was stiff. That’s because he also didn’t see Baek Woo-jin’s foot sword properly.

-Yongho. If that bastard’s personality is anything to go by, he’ll use his sword again. Because it always comes from the right. Concentrate all your attention on the right side. Then you will be able to stop it.

Seo Yong-ho nodded after hearing Baek Myung-hun’s message. Myung-Hoon Baek is right. Baek Woo-jin only practiced with his feet, so he will only use his feet with his sword.

“This is Seo Yong-ho, a level 2 prosecutor. Please take care of me.”

“This is Baek Woo-jin. I’m counting on you.”

After taking the example of sparring, Seo Yong-ho drew his sword. Baek Woo-jin’s sword was still in its sheath.

“Then I’ll go!”

Seo Yong-ho shifted his focus to the right as if preparing for Baek Woo-jin’s attack.

-Are you trying to prepare for the sword? You’re not stupid.

‘He’s physically good, but he’s not that quick to prepare. Baek Myung-hoon should have told me that.’

Baek Woo-jin knew exactly what happened just by seeing Seo Yong-ho move.

Sigh.

Baek Woo-jin smiled when he saw Seo Yong-ho quickly closing the distance.

“But it’s no use.”