Bachelor Swordsmanship Remastered [EN]: Chapter 407

407. Azure Dragon Sword Master

The second clash between Unhyun and Irun ended with Irun’s sleeve being torn.

Irun sighed softly.

“Well, I suppose I have to accept this much damage against you.”

“I think I’m the one who took a loss.”

Unhyun gave a bitter smile.

“To only tear a sleeve after using the Second Form of the White Tiger Sword Manual.”

“That can’t be helped.”

Irun chuckled.

“I’m probably the most familiar with your sword in this world.”

Unhyun’s eyes gleamed.

If it were back in the imperial palace, it wouldn’t be strange for Irun to know. From the start, Unhyun hadn’t hidden his training, and it had even been the talk of the maids and eunuchs at one point.

But the sword Unhyun wielded now was completed after he left the imperial palace.

Although the concept and framework had been there since his time as a scholar, could that alone be enough for Irun to say he was ‘familiar’ with it?

“Did you learn the White Tiger Training Sword?”

Perhaps it was a foolish question.

Since Irun knew of the existence of the ‘document,’ there was no way he wouldn’t know its contents.

However, Irun shook his head.

“No, I couldn’t.”

With a gentle smile, Irun said.

“Didn’t I say? Even if someone else obtained that book, it would just be one of the many miscellaneous writings in the Munyeon Pavilion [a library or archive]. I’m no exception.”

Irun’s eyes shone.

“That’s what makes you special.”

“Yes. Hyun is special.”

It was Old Baek’s voice.

Embarrassed, Unhyun gave an awkward smile.

But Old Baek frowned.

“It doesn’t mean you’re great, so don’t get happy. To say you’re special means that even after gaining power, your heart and actions are extraordinary, not that you’re a naturally gifted martial artist or a genius of martial arts.”

At Old Baek’s firm words, Unhyun nodded unconsciously.

Old Baek turned back to Irun.

“So, why are you so familiar with Hyun’s sword?”

“Because I’ve been beaten by someone else a lot.”

Irun said with a bitter smile.

“He always smiled gently, but his sword path was truly terrifying. I can’t say any more.”

“You don’t have to. So, are you going to keep fighting or are you going to talk?”

Old Baek’s expression wasn’t good.

Unhyun realized it was because he was covered in dust.

But Irun’s answer was indifferent.

“I can’t end it yet. There’s still something I need to confirm.”

Swish.

Irun raised his small sword.

Whoo-oong.

Green energy gathered on Irun’s sword.

It was a highly refined poison energy art that even Old Baek twitched his eyebrows at.

Unhyun also widened his eyes.

It wasn’t because of the green poison energy.

Woo-woo-oong.

Irun, holding the small sword, looked ordinary at first glance.

But the aura flowing from him was by no means ordinary.

It was the same awe and amazement he had felt when he saw Irun at the Azure Dragon Hall yesterday, an existence that was hard to comprehend.

“You’ll have to come at me seriously.”

Irun said softly, smiling.

“Yes. I will go seriously.”

A look of joy spread across Unhyun’s face as he replied.

Swish.

The tip of Myeongmi’s sword slowly rose to the sky.

Like a flag raised to the heavens, Unhyun’s sword stood between heaven and earth, and white frost spread beneath his feet.

Tzzzzzzzz.

Old Baek trembled without realizing it.

Because he realized what Unhyun was about to do.

It was no different for Irun.

“Hmph, even though I told you to come at me seriously…”

Irun, who was speaking, sighed lightly.

“Well, it can’t be helped.”

Whoo-ook.

As soon as he finished speaking, green energy began to rise from the small sword.

The energy passed the tip of the small sword and instantly stretched out nearly a *jhang* [approximately 12 feet].

Old Baek muttered to himself without realizing it.

“This can’t be.”

Irun’s small sword was no longer a small sword.

No, it couldn’t even be called a sword.

The pale green, eerie figure that soared into the sky made even Old Baek shudder.

Unhyun wasn’t idle either.

Swish.

His sword, Myeongmi, began to draw a circle in the air.

Slowly, but without any hesitation.

Crunch.

Old Baek gritted his teeth.

His instinct was telling him to stop that sword immediately.

But the martial artist’s competitive spirit was shouting at him to face that sword, even at the cost of death.

If Old Baek was like this just watching, how would Irun, who was standing in front of it, feel?

But Irun didn’t move.

Woo-oong.

Holding the small sword shimmering with green light, Irun was sharply watching Unhyun.

Swish.

Unhyun’s sword path was already completing a circle.

It was the First Form of the White Tiger Sword Manual, Yegom.

And the next moment.

Whoa-ah-ah.

Blue light poured down on Irun.

This was the moment Irun had been waiting for.

Sarak.

The sword energy that had reached one *jhang* instantly disappeared.

No, it hadn’t disappeared.

Kieeeing.

With a sharp sound that rang in his ears, Irun’s small sword emitted light.

Surprisingly, Irun had concentrated all his inner energy into the small sword, even into a single point on the blade.

“Haa!”

Irun thrust his sword out with a shout.

Whoook.

The small sword, shining brilliantly like starlight, shot towards the blue light that covered the world.

It was Irun’s ultimate skill, Moonlight Meteor.

Swaaaaa.

The thick dust was blown away by the wind.

Old Baek’s figure was completely covered in white dust, but he didn’t care.

His gaze couldn’t be taken away from the figures of Unhyun and Irun.

“Hmm.”

Irun groaned softly.

His neat hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn long.

It looked as if a huge beast had clawed at him.

But that was it; there were no wounds or bleeding.

Irun chuckled.

“To unfold a sword that can’t be avoided just because I told you to come at me seriously…”

With a chuckle, Irun looked at his small sword.

“I’m glad the sword is still intact.”

His small sword, held in his hand, was still shining sharply.

Irun raised his head and looked at Unhyun.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. I’m alright.”

Unhyun replied softly.

His hair wasn’t intact either.

The disheveled hair and tattered clothes showed the impact of the clash just now.

But Unhyun’s expression wasn’t good.

“How did you do it?”

Unhyun asked.

Irun, who was puzzled for a moment, smiled.

“Are you asking how I blocked your sword?”

“Yes.”

Even First Class Merchant couldn’t block Unhyun’s First Form of the White Tiger Sword Manual.

Unhyun knew that clearly.

But now, Irun had blocked Unhyun’s Yegom.

With his small sword that emitted light.

“I didn’t block it.”

Irun said.

“Your sword… what do you call it?”

“The First Form of the White Tiger Sword Manual, Yegom.”

“Yes, Yegom. That Yegom always produces a result, doesn’t it? You already know that, but.”

“Yes.”

Yegom is a sword that arrives before anything else.

Therefore, the expression that it always produces a result couldn’t be said to be wrong either.

“The only thing that can block Yegom is Yegom. So I just endured it.”

“Yes?”

Unhyun couldn’t hide his surprised expression.

It wasn’t just surprise; he was completely dumbfounded.

“You can endure it?”

“Usually, you can’t.”

Irun smiled.

“But my masters taught me that most problems can be solved by hitting them with all your might.”

“That’s…”

At Old Baek’s voice, Irun turned his head.

Old Baek, who was about to say something, frowned.

“…Your mother?”

Irun nodded.

Old Baek frowned.

“Ahem.”

After clearing his throat, Old Baek said.

“…What was that move you used?”

“It’s called Moonlight Meteor. It’s my ultimate skill.”

Old Baek quietly repeated the words ‘Moonlight Meteor.’

And then he said, as if throwing it away.

“The control of poison energy is quite good.”

It wasn’t just quite good.

Even Old Baek, a master of poison energy, couldn’t even imagine such an impossible concentration.

“Well, it’s not that great. If you breathe with poison energy your whole life, you can all do that much.”

Old Baek glared.

‘Breathing’ has a special meaning to a martial artist.

Breathing with poison energy was the same as saying that the very foundation of life, the true source energy, was made of poison.

“That’s…!”

Swish.

Irun reached out and cut off Old Baek’s words.

“More than that.”

He turned his head and looked at Unhyun.

“You have reservations in your heart.”

Unhyun, and of course Old Baek, were startled.

Irun looked straight at Unhyun and said.

“You can deceive others, but you can’t deceive your own sword. There was definitely fear lingering at the tip of your sword. Why?”

Unhyun was silent.

But soon he slowly opened his mouth.

“It’s because of the Heart Demon.”

Irun frowned.

“Heart Demon?”

Unhyun sighed softly.

“The daughter of Instructor Il Chunghyun was once kidnapped by King Mun.”

How could Irun not know the Golden Troop Instructor Il Chunghyun?

His expression hardened slightly as Unhyun continued.

“I tried to save her. But due to my carelessness, I ended up being poisoned by a deadly poison.”

It couldn’t be said that it was only Unhyun’s carelessness.

The head that King Mun threw at Unhyun’s feet brought back a moment that was even terrible to think about, and the fact that it wasn’t Il Ayoung’s could only be confirmed after being ambushed.

“Fortunately, I was able to detoxify, but as a result, I couldn’t generate inner energy for a while. But then I knew. No, I definitely realized.”

Unhyun’s eyes shone strongly.

“Even without inner energy or sword energy, if I had a sword, there was nothing in the world I couldn’t cut down.”

Whoo-oong.

For a moment, the feeling of that time seemed to return.

Unhyun calmed his breathing and calmly calmed his mind.

“I was fortunate enough to save Miss Ayoung. But I couldn’t feel anything. Even though Instructor Il Chunghyun’s daughter was lying in front of me.”

It was literally insensitivity.

Lee Seoyeon’s poisonous eyes that betrayed Unhyun, In Taesang wailing while holding King Mun’s body, and even the sight of Il Ayoung collapsing didn’t shake Unhyun’s heart.

Whatever it was, whoever it was, Unhyun could cut it down without even a hint of agitation.

“So that’s why you said Heart Demon.”

At Irun’s words, Unhyun nodded.

“Hmm.”

As if thinking about something, Irun was silent for a moment.

And then he suddenly asked.

“What are you afraid of?”

Unhyun said calmly.

“I don’t know what I’ll do to my precious people.”

“No. That’s rather necessary.”

“Yes?”

Irun frowned at Unhyun, who was questioning.

“How many foolish parents in the world believe that their abuse is love? I wish everyone would take a lesson from your worries.”

Unhyun gave a bitter smile.

“That’s…”

“Your fear isn’t in that.”

Irun said firmly.

“You’re afraid of the possibility that you might turn into a monster without realizing it.”

Unhyun clenched his teeth tightly.

Perhaps Irun’s words were right.

But isn’t it just the same meaning?

“Well, you won’t know just by talking.”

Irun lightly scattered his sword in the air.

Swish.

His small sword sparkled in the sunlight.

Irun pointed his small sword at Unhyun.

“Try it. That state where you cut everything without inner energy or sword energy. You can do it, right?”

Unhyun’s expression hardened.

He could do it anytime.

Even now, that state, that world of insensitivity, was calling Unhyun.

“But…”

“Don’t worry about anything.”

Irun said as if it were nothing.

“If you’re trapped in the Heart Demon and can’t come back, I’ll take responsibility for the safety of those you cherish.”

Old Baek’s eyebrows furrowed.

But Irun continued calmly.

“And First Class Merchant.”

Both Unhyun and Old Baek paused for a moment.

Irun said with a smile.

“I’ll take care of that too. If you’re trapped in the Heart Demon and can’t come back, that is.”

Unhyun looked at Irun with a stiff expression.

Unhyun could clearly see that those words weren’t lies or bluffs.

Above all, the incomprehensible presence felt from Irun, that wondrous aura, was telling him his sincerity.

“Now there’s nothing to worry about. So you only have to think about one thing.”

Looking straight at Unhyun, Irun said.

“You are the master of the sword. Azure Dragon Sword Master.”