Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 95

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 95

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius Episode 95

First Practical Assessment (5)

Before Mugung and I fought.

The remaining students continued to be graded.

It’s good to fight each other, but the students’ grades come first.

I waited until all 1,991 students were graded.

The grades of the students I was in charge of were, in order:

Seong Yeon-hwa, Seo Ye-rin, and Isabel were Grade 1.

Noh Yoo-ra, Isis, and Lee Ji were Grades 3, 4, and 5 in order.

An average of 2.5.

The balance was too skewed to one side, but it wasn’t a bad result. With this, I could say that I had done my part as a temporary teacher.

On the other hand, the highest grade in Mugung’s group was Grade 2, and the average of the six students was in the early Grade 4 range.

It couldn’t be seen as good or bad.

It was an ambiguous result.

Was that why he was acting like that?

In the martial arts performance evaluation.

The ‘Head Teaching Assistant’ of ‘Martial Arts’ taught worse than the magic-slinging punk Baek Seung-woo. He must have been afraid of that perception in the world.

He lives a really tiring life.

Unlike me, who was sitting with a nonchalant expression, Mugung’s principles of action were clear.

Rather, Mugung was burning with fighting spirit after hearing the grades of the students he taught after school.

Lee Ji, looking anxious because he was so passionate, approached me.

“Um, Teacher. Are you okay?”

“About what?”

“Teaching Assistant Mugung… Even if he’s not from [a world of martial arts masters] or affiliated with it, he’s famous for being very strong.”

Namgung Seong-jin’s head teaching assistant.

Mugung, who had been assisting the successor of the Namgung family for the longest time, would have seen many things by his side and made them his own.

His player rank is A-class right now.

It’s the same rank as me, but Mugung took the test five years ago.

No one knows how much stronger he will be now.

But, so what.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Yes…?”

“It’s not a death match. What are you so worried about?”

If it was a life-or-death struggle, I would have been at a severe disadvantage.

Mugung is a swordsman who favors the mysteries of swift quicksword.

If exposed to his continuous sword strikes even once, it is a foregone conclusion that one of my arms or legs will fly away. Of course, in return, I would take his head.

If it’s not a life-or-death fight, but a sparring match, it’s overwhelmingly advantageous to me.

I have never seen anyone who can surpass me in the depth of martial arts in a sparring match where killing moves are prohibited.

Most of them died in the war and I didn’t see them, but the martial arts I have built up throughout my life do not waver even if I become half crippled.

The iron fortress I have built is not so weak that it can be shaken by a guy like that.

“Still… aren’t you too optimistic?”

“…I believe in you, Teacher.”

“Hey, what does that make me?”

“An unfilial (不肖) [a Korean term for someone who doesn’t respect their elders] who doesn’t believe in Teacher.”

Unlike Lee Ji, Seo Ye-rin firmly trusted me.

“Yeah, he’s a teaching assistant, so he’ll be okay. Isis, don’t you think so too?”

“I don’t really care who wins.”

Noh Yoo-ra says she’s okay, but she seemed quite anxious.

In one corner of her heart, she seems to think that I might lose.

Unlike her, Isis, who doesn’t care about this level of thing, has no interest in grades in the first place, as she didn’t do well or badly on the performance evaluation.

Her only interest is getting stronger.

Even now, she was wiggling her fingers as if playing with thread, trying to embody the arrangement of the 「Double Helix」 that I taught her.

‘…Everyone feels much closer than when we first met.’

In particular, it seems that practicing together for the performance evaluation was a big help. A performance evaluation that was so diligently prepared and received excellent grades.

I couldn’t let this be undone because of an adult’s greed.

There was no guarantee that a better grade would be obtained if the performance evaluation was taken again.

I walked towards the inside of the stadium, determined to win in my heart.

* * *

The plaza prepared for the sparring.

Seung-woo and Mugung walked out to the center of it.

Numerous students sat in the spectator seats that stretched widely upwards.

Namgung Seong-jin, who was in charge of the referee, and other observers sat next to him.

Most of the observers were professors or the teaching assistants they brought.

Occasionally, there were a few students mixed in, and they were like the direct disciples that each professor favored.

“Professor Emilia. Can I ask you something I’m curious about?”

“Ah, sure. What are you so curious about, Leona?”

“Who do you think will win?”

Professor Emilia, who teaches magic to freshmen, and Leona, a talented person she has been watching.

In addition, Nam Hwa-yeon, who boasts the best honor in Chilseong, also came in a hurry by [Teleport] after hearing the news of her disciple’s sparring.

Sophomores, juniors, and even professors.

They came to see the sparring between the rumored punk and Namgung Seong-jin’s head teaching assistant.

If you exclude some students, professors, and teaching assistants who have lectures.

I think everyone who could come came.

At that time, numerous spectators were filling the spectator seats one by one.

“…….”

“…….”

Seung-woo and Mugung were sizing each other up while keeping their mouths shut.

Greetings were not necessary before the sparring.

This sparring is not a fight that respects each other.

In particular, Seung-woo did not respond willingly.

He had no choice but to respond, so he responded.

While the two were facing each other, Namgung Seong-jin raised his hand and shouted loudly.

“Start!”

Pazzzzzzz───!!

At the same time as the start, Mugung unleashed the greatest swordsmanship he could unleash.

A style containing Namgung’s Azure Sky (蒼穹) [a powerful sword technique], which he had seen and learned from the side as a teaching assistant. It’s closer to magic than martial arts. A power closer to natural phenomena than magic.

This was the Azure Sky itself.

─Kugugugung!

The sword rang loudly with a huge electric charge.

Like a lightning rod containing lightning.

Mugung swung his sword with lightning in it.

Azure Sky Limitless (蒼天無窮) [an advanced form of the Azure Sky technique].

A sword that interpreted the Namgung family’s technique in his own way aimed at Seung-woo’s abdomen.

From the start, the freshmen cheered for their favorite side, shouting at the top of their lungs at the flashy technique.

In particular, muscular male students who are thinking of majoring in martial arts cheered for Mugung.

Most of the female students cheered for Seung-woo. Unlike the freshmen, who are clearly divided according to their tastes.

Sophomores and juniors predicted the outcome based on their own indicators.

“Teaching Assistant Mugung is an A-class player, right?”

“He took the test 5 years ago and hasn’t renewed it since, so he’s probably stronger than most A-class players now.”

“Oh, then can’t he aim for S-class or a ranker?! Then the game will be completely one-sided.”

“S-class is possible, but it’s hard for a ranker. He’s not recorded in the system ranking. And Baek Seung-woo is also A-class. I think an equal game will unfold.”

Most people expected Mugung to win.

I guessed that Mugung would be strong, but I never thought he would use such a high-level technique from the start.

He was indeed Namgung Seong-jin’s head teaching assistant.

‘Now, how are you going to deal with my sword?’

Mugung thought as he aimed for Seung-woo’s abdomen.

In fact, grades don’t matter.

He was just carrying out the request he had received.

It was a pity for Seung-woo.

I felt sorry for the students who received good grades.

I was openly ignoring him, wondering what to say as an apology.

Squeak.

Right then, Seung-woo moved half a step to the right.

─Stomp.

─Whoosh!

─Stomp.

─Whoosh!

‘Wh, what?!’

Mugung’s expression was dyed with embarrassment.

He came into the technique he was using, Azure Sky Limitless, and avoided all the sword moves by walking.

He didn’t move quickly.

He didn’t move first as if seeing the future ten miles away.

Neither swiftness (迅速) nor wisdom (叡智) [both are elements of martial arts mastery].

It was none of those.

Just the blind spot of the sword.

One step to a place that only the person who created and wields this swordsmanship would know.

And that was all he took another step.

‘…As expected.’

Namgung Seong-jin’s gaze was directed only at Seung-woo, not his head teaching assistant.

He thought he was hiding something, but that unusual movement is not that of a beginner.

‘Is he hiding his strength?’

There were two proverbs in , where he was born and raised.

The first is to be careful of the elderly, women, and children.

The second is to hide three parts of your strength.

And surprisingly, Seung-woo had aspects that corresponded to those two proverbs.

At least in Namgung Seong-jin’s eyes.

‘A body as frail as a child. Unfathomable martial prowess. Mugung might be pushed back.’

Mugung’s martial prowess is at its peak right now.

It’s not just mature, it’s at the stage of aiming for the next level.

Although he is not a genius like himself or Seong Yeon-hwa, Seo Ye-rin, and Kim Soo-ho, who received Grade 1, he is a talented person.

Late 30s.

Although Mugung is past the age of thirty (而立) [a Confucian term for being independent] and has reached the age of forty (不惑) [a Confucian term for being free from doubts], his passion and fighting spirit are intense.

But well.

Beyond the peak, super peak.

Even in the eyes of Namgung Seong-jin, who had reached the end, it was difficult to guess the outcome of this fight.

─Kwagwagwagwang!

A heavy sword (重劍) that knows the height of the sky and its weight was stuck in the ground.

The sword instantly turned the floor into scorched earth.

The heavy sword is heavy.

That’s why it’s powerful.

However, if you exclude the fact that the heavier it is, the bigger and duller the movement becomes.

“It’s sloppy.”

Mugung, who exposed his side by plunging his sword down.

Seung-woo, who avoided all the fragments of the training ground rising from the floor, aimed for his side. No special footwork was needed.

Swordsmanship is my specialty.

Just by looking at the trajectory and movement of the swing, I can see how he will act.

Thud─!!

Wrapping his fingers in flames and using finger techniques, he pierced Mugung’s side.

The fingers engulfed in high heat melted the clothes and flesh.

Sreureung─!

Mugung, who did not miss that moment, swung his body greatly.

A strategy of giving his flesh and taking the opponent’s bones.

A faint smile appeared on Mugung’s lips, who looked like a Yaksha [a fierce, demonic figure in Buddhist mythology] with his eyes red with pain.

It’s done.

I won with this.

The moment his fingers are faintly embedded in his side.

Now is the time for the match.

Sreureureureung─!

Azure Sky Limitless 蒼天無窮.

There is no end to the clear blue sky.

Once again, I put the distant Azure Sky into this humble sword.

The blue-heated sword flew towards Seung-woo’s neck.

An attack with a more dangerous energy than I thought.

I was about to step back right away.

However, the fingers buried in the opponent’s side do not budge. Mugung forcibly contracted his muscles to block the movement.

‘There’s no way out of this.’

There is no suitable means of evasion.

The only options are defense and attack.

Sreureuk.

Right then, Seung-woo’s body bent backwards.

At the same time, the moment Mugung took a step to chase him as he bent backwards.

Hwareureuk──!!

A huge fire demon soared from the floor and swallowed Mugung.

A moment of wit without taking any special casting.

Admiration poured out from all over the spectator seats at the fact that he had activated magic of this scale in an instant.

They said that we have to acknowledge that guy’s skills, or that if his personality is bad, his skills should be good.

It was full of such words.

Even Professor Emilia, who was watching all the scenes, said as if surprised.

“…Is that 「Flame」?”

The most basic fire magic.

As basic as it is, it is simple and serves as the framework for all fire magic, regardless of intermediate or advanced.

However, Seung-woo’s 「Flame」 was surprisingly maintaining its original form.

The only thing that changed was the arrangement of magic power that made up 「Flame」.

「Double Helix」

Two lines twisted in a spiral shape, spewing out flames with a detailed structure.

But as if that wasn’t enough.

Mugung, who cut through the flames with his sword, walked out step by step.

He seemed to have consumed some energy, but it wasn’t that much.

‘What should I do?’

Seung-woo thought of several possibilities in his mind.

The finger bone was slightly twisted by the finger technique from before.

If I get treatment well after it’s over, there will be no aftereffects, but I can’t use my right hand right now.

Well, I didn’t even think about moving my body violently in the first place.

In order to deal with Mugung, I needed time to cast a larger-scale magic.

Don’t use your body, and buy time for magic.

Then the answer is ultimately.

“Is there no other way but to offset it?”

Giving two opposing forces to make nothing happen.

That is offsetting.

But it didn’t have to be contradictory.

Don’t I have a wonderful trait called 「Magic Scholar」?

[Trait, 「Magic Scholar」 analyzes ‘Azure Sky Limitless’.]

[Analysis will take a considerable amount of time.]

[Estimated time consumption: 102 hours, 27 minutes, 33 seconds.]

……

[There are common denominators with some of the martial arts you have built up!]

[Analyze ‘Azure Sky Limitless’ based on ‘Thousand Evasion Sword Technique’, ‘Thousand Thunder Flying Swallow Skill’, and ‘Azure Sky Nine Ways’.]

[Estimated time consumption: 1 minute, 14 seconds.]

……

[You have completely analyzed the skill, ‘Azure Sky Limitless’!]

Azure Sky Limitless, which Mugung would have strived to achieve throughout his life.

I completely grasped that technique.

I replaced the lacking information with the martial arts I had built up.

That was enough to imitate his life.

“Is this how you do it?”

A tone that was whispered low so that only the opponent could hear it.

At the same time, a blue thunderbolt (霹靂) [a sudden flash of lightning] burst out.

Pazzzzzzz───!!

At that moment, Mugung couldn’t help but be shocked.

What, why are you using that?

Mugung was about to faint at the sight of Seung-woo calmly imitating the combination of martial arts and magic that he had researched, the expression (式) [a specific form or style] that contained the intersection between them that he had found with great difficulty.

“What, why is everyone looking at me? I didn’t teach him!”

Meanwhile, Namgung Seong-jin received cold gazes from the surrounding professors and teaching assistants.

Those were cold gazes towards the fool who was presumed to have leaked the family’s technique to an outsider who was not even a disciple, and who was also notorious Seung-woo.