The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 266

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 265

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully Episode 265

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On one side, Satori and Hong Seohwa fought desperately, and on the other, Musashi and Yoo Seong-woo exchanged swords.

The battles shook Kasuga Mountain greatly.

It shook as if an earthquake had occurred, and explosions echoed from all directions.

The sound and vibration were so great that they echoed throughout the area, and people trembled in fear and contacted the police to request an investigation.

“What’s going on in the middle of the night…”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

The police who were dispatched after receiving the report could not investigate the inside of the mountain.

Kasuga Mountain was off-limits because of Satori, and there were even orders from above not to enter the mountain.

And with orders to control access, the police had to stand guard at the entrance to the mountain.

“Didn’t you hear anything?”

“Nothing? They just told me to control it. Maybe… they’re hunting Satori in Kasuga Mountain.”

“We’ve failed a lot to catch that guy. Judging from the sound, did they deploy a lot of troops?”

The police on guard duty had no choice but to figure out the situation by sound.

Occasional explosions and faint heat.

Sometimes pillars of fire soared, so it seemed that many people were fighting to catch Satori.

“Haa, what is this in the middle of the night…”

The police, who were forced to work overtime against their will, expressed their dissatisfaction and waited for the situation to end.

When their minds were filled with the thought of going home and resting, a group appeared in front of them.

They walked steadily under the flickering streetlights.

The police blocked them.

“Stop. Entry to the mountain is currently prohibited.”

However, as they got closer, the faces of the police who saw them hardened.

“Crap, crazy! Request support immediately!”

The highest-ranking police officer pulled out a pistol from his holster and fired.

The cylinder of the revolver rotated and a gunshot rang out.

The police, who quickly used up all the blanks and live ammunition, frowned and gnashed their teeth.

“Filthy…”

The one standing at the front of the group muttered and picked up the bullet stuck in his body and dropped it on the floor.

With a clanging sound, all the small wounds disappeared.

“They’re monsters! Type is Oni [Japanese demons]! Fire!”

Those walking towards them were not human.

They were walking on two feet, but their skin colors were different.

Red, blue… there was no yellow, so they couldn’t become traffic lights.

The police pulled out their pistols and fired immediately.

However, the police’s pistols did not inflict significant damage on the Oni.

“Die!”

One of the Oni with red skin jumped in front of the police.

Then, he swung a club in one hand and turned the police into mincemeat in an instant.

Without even having time to scream.

The Oni, who had killed all the police, chuckled and shouted.

“Let’s go! It’s Shuten-doji’s [a famous Oni leader] order! Let’s eat him and go back!”

“…Annoying.”

“Let’s go! Let’s go!”

The various Oni began to climb Kasuga Mountain at a rapid pace.

***

Ceaseless sword strikes poured down.

The differently sized Japanese swords held in both hands drew elegant curves, pouring out countless slashes.

Every time a sword was drawn, the surrounding trees fell, and the soil was overturned, leaving long sword marks.

‘It’s getting faster and faster.’

Musashi’s sword strikes became faster and faster as time passed.

The speed of the slashes unfolded with two Japanese swords cannot be seen with the eyes of ordinary people now.

But Yoo Seong-woo deflects such sword strikes with only one sword in his life.

Without moving even one step.

“Keuhahahaha─!! Let’s see if you can take this too!”

But Musashi was so intoxicated with his swordsmanship that he couldn’t see that.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流) [A famous dual-sword fighting style]

Kaiten (開天) [Sky Opening]

The two Japanese swords rapidly descended and then soared upwards.

A sword strike that opens the sky.

The sword energy dwelling in the Japanese sword split the mountain’s trees vertically and even reached the clouds in the sky.

Yoo Seong-woo moved one step from his spot for the first time.

“Hoh.”

He showed interest as he dodged to the side and deflected the impact by wielding his sword.

Musashi continued to unleash his ultimate techniques.

He overturns the ground and splits the sky with two Japanese swords.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流)

Issen (一閃) [Flash]

Kyoten (驚天) [Astonishing Sky]

Jumonji (十文子) [Cross Shape]

The light of the sword stretches out long and divides the world.

It is the swordsmanship of a great swordsman (大劍豪) [Daikengo, a master swordsman] who dominated an era unfolding before his eyes.

Yoo Seong-woo analyzed Musashi’s sword that was covering him in detail.

He receives it with his sword, understands the direction and flow of the sword’s power, and pierces through it in reverse.

This time, he doesn’t move to the side, but takes a step forward.

Rather, he steps into Musashi’s interval and stretches out his sword.

A very small gap where the sword paths drawn by Musashi overlap in one line.

He stabs his sword into the gap that only those who understand his swordsmanship can grasp, and breaks down all the ultimate techniques.

Like inserting a key that fits perfectly into a solid lock and turning it.

All the unfolded ultimate techniques are dismantled at once, and Musashi’s chest is wide open.

“……!”

Musashi’s face was dyed with embarrassment. He never thought that his ultimate techniques would be completely broken through, and that too in an instant.

Yoo Seong-woo stretched out his sword towards Musashi’s chest, but then stopped.

Musashi frowned and said.

“What are you doing? Why didn’t you kill me even though you could have?”

“It seems like it would be no fun to kill you like this.”

At first, it was annoying, but seeing Musashi’s swordsmanship made him a little interested.

Miyamoto Musashi, the Japanese swordsman, is now doing a kind of training.

Like the trials of the gods that Heracles experienced in Greek mythology, he travels around the country and defeats several swordsmen to complete his sword.

So, it’s not very interesting to just kill him.

If he was going to defeat him, he was going to completely break his sword.

‘He said he was a quasi-divine being.’

To achieve complete divinity, he selects an agent and hones his sword.

I wonder what it’s like when divinity turns to agency…

What Yoo Seong-woo wants is not only Miyamoto Musashi’s agent, but also himself.

So…….

“I will completely break your sword.”

Yoo Seong-woo smiled and returned Ilsaeng [his sword], and held up Igye [another sword of his].

Musashi, seeing the two swords held in his hands, smiled as well and took his stance again.

Musashi unfolds his swordsmanship again.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流)

Issen (一閃)

He swings two swords horizontally as if overlapping each other.

The sword body, bathed in the dim moonlight, creates a straight line of light.

And Yoo Seong-woo’s sword is swung a beat later.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流)

Issen (一閃)

The same movement as Musashi, the same sword path.

Even though he swung it a beat later, it collided with Musashi in the center.

It meant that Yoo Seong-woo’s speed was faster than Musashi’s.

“……!”

Musashi was even more surprised.

The shock transmitted to his sword was the same as the power contained in the sword he wielded.

Yoo Seong-woo matched the speed by swinging a beat later, but he also perfectly matched the power.

An unbelievable divine skill (神技) [Shingi, a godlike technique].

Musashi unfolded his swordsmanship again.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流)

Jumonji (十文子)

Gyakubattou (逆拔劍) [Reverse Drawing Sword]

Byunju (變奏) – Myeongsun (明純) [Variation – Clear Purity]

The ultimate techniques continue like flowing water.

Each one is a killing technique (殺技) [Satsu-waza, a deadly technique] completed by dividing people’s flesh and blood.

Yoo Seong-woo completely copied and unfolded Musashi’s sword.

A terrifying talent that analyzes and replicates swordsmanship in a very short moment, even though it is the first time he has seen it.

A sword is unfolded that is completed by mixing long experience and talent.

“Is this how you do it?”

Yoo Seong-woo muttered quietly and surpassed Musashi to unfold the swordsmanship of Niten Ichi-ryū.

As if it had been his own from the beginning.

Niten Ichi-ryū (二天一流)

Kyoten Jumonji (驚天十文子) [Astonishing Sky Cross Shape]

He even shows a swordsmanship that has evolved one step further.

He combined the techniques that Musashi would have had to unfold separately to create a new ultimate technique.

“Keueok!”

He hurriedly defended with the Japanese swords in both hands, but Yoo Seong-woo’s sword went over the Japanese sword and cut through Musashi’s chest.

Red blood soared and fell like rain, and soon he knelt down.

“H-How can this be?”

Musashi quickly realized what he had just seen.

He is also a swordsman who was called a genius (天才) [Tensai, a prodigy]. He devoted his life to the sword and honed his sword through numerous actual battles and training.

But, but…….

Yoo Seong-woo’s sword went beyond common sense.

He not only surpasses his sword with just a few collisions, but also goes further to unfold new swordsmanship.

He even makes up for the shortcomings of his Niten Ichi-ryū.

His skills with the sword, as well as his understanding, surpass him.

He feels a ‘wall’.

He felt as if a wall that he could never overcome no matter what he did had appeared in front of him.

“Niten Ichi-ryū? Well… it’s a worthless swordsmanship.”

Yoo Seong-woo returned Igye, which was in his hand, and held up Ilsaeng again.

“W-Worthless?”

Musashi spat out blood from his mouth, and blood was dripping from his cut chest as he tried to stand up using the short Japanese sword as a support.

However, the Japanese sword broke in half and he fell over.

‘…M-My sword.’

Does the broken sword symbolize his heart?

That can’t be.

The path of his sword has not yet been cut off.

Musashi, who picked up the long Japanese sword again and stood up, unleashed a blue aura and prepared for an attack.

And in response, Yoo Seong-woo smiled slightly and grabbed his sword.

“A great swordsman with only that much skill. You’re having a futile dream.”

Miyamoto Musashi.

A Japanese swordsman who uses dual swords and survived numerous actual battles.

A historical figure that Japanese people are proud of, and an existence that all swordsmen aim for.

Yoo Seong-woo mocked him and took a step forward and continued.

“I’ll show you a move.”

His swordsmanship that he had never used before.

Destructive and overbearing that he himself refrained from using, only using single-shot techniques.

His own swordsmanship that no one else can imitate.

His aura was condensed from within and spread throughout his body, and it exploded and spread in all directions.

Yoo Seong-woo Style Swordsmanship First Form─

And just as Yoo Seong-woo was about to swing his sword, Musashi rolled his eyes and collapsed.

His heartbeat could not be heard.

He was dead. He couldn’t withstand the pressure of the swordsmanship preparation movement that Yoo Seong-woo showed, and the swordsmanship that would follow from there.

His heart stopped.

Yoo Seong-woo, who was drained, clicked his tongue and turned his body.

“…Crazy bastards are coming after a crazy bastard. Well, judging from that appearance, did that alcoholic bastard send them?”

At the end of his gaze were Oni with various weapons.

Unlike the Korean goblins who are a bit lacking but have a kind neighborhood hyung image, ferocious monsters were standing there.

Yoo Seong-woo said.

“Come at me all at once. It’s annoying to deal with you one by one.”

***

“Ugh, I finally caught this crazy bastard…”

Hong Seohwa muttered as she stabbed her sword into the neck of Satori, who was lying on the floor.

She was able to defeat him thanks to Schua Nel’s help.

Because Satori could only read the minds of those who were visible.

It was easy to deceive Satori, who was confused by Yoo Seong-woo’s murderous intent, because Schua Nel had hidden her appearance from the beginning.

Hong Seohwa pulled out her sword and wiped away sweat as she looked back in the direction where Yoo Seong-woo would be.

“I wonder if that side is almost over?”

Kwaang!!!!!!!!

“…It looks like it’s over.”