Wipe Out the Academy With a Wooden Sword - Chapter 64



64. Untitled (3)

“Both medical and safety personnel are ready.”

Vice-Chancellor of Iroas Academy Cecilia Freyre nodded her head at her secretary’s words.

“Have all the invited members arrived?”

“Yes, according to the words of the vice president, we have made up only those who have no negative contact with the cadets.”

“Good job.”

Cecilia nodded her head. And she opened her mouth again.

“Ah, did the President say that he will participate?”

The secretary shook her head.

“No, no news yet.”

“I see.”

Cecilia didn’t look too disappointed.

“You’ll show up at the end, as always.”

***

No stage.

There was not one place where the demilitarization took place. As hundreds of cadets had to fight simultaneously, the total number of unarmed weapons exceeded 10.

For a period of two weeks, I stood unarmed in order.

Lee Do-jin confirmed the notification of the opponent decision on the Iroas Watch.

Class 2. I had no clue who it was. It seemed like a cadet I had never met, even during the mock exam.

Lee Do-jin stared at Baek Hwa-yeon, who continued to exhale from the side.

“Are you nervous?”

“I was nervous. Master is also coming to see me. Maybe.”

“I see.”

Well, it is unlikely that Yu Seol-ah, who served as an advisor for the entrance exam, will not come to the academy.

“Don’t be nervous.”

At Lee Do-jin’s words, Baek Hwa-yeon stared at Lee Do-jin with her cheeks inflated.

“Do-jin, of course you shouldn’t be nervous!”

“Oh, I’m not nervous.”

Let alone nervousness, I had to work hard to contain the excitement.

My body itched. My head was full of longing to spread my hands and win the victory right away.

It was okay even if the opponent’s martial arts and skills were low. I thought that as long as there was a reference point, even as small as a grain of sand, that would be enough.

For Lee Do-jin, it was enough if he could feel the freshness that was a little different from the group he had seen so far.

Because I was thinking of absorbing all of that freshness.

Baek Hwa-yeon looked at Lee Do-jin, who grinned brightly, as if he were a madman.

***

The non-untitled event exhibition, ‘Duel of the Strongest in the School Year’, only accepted applications from external applicants, but this non-event exhibition, only those who had been selected in advance by the academy and sent an invitation were allowed to watch.

The biggest reason was, by far, the security of the academy cadets, who were not yet hunters but ordinary people.

Secondly, it was to avoid creating a problem. The reason why they didn’t invite Ten Zone and Geomje So Dae-cheol this time was because they expected friction with Lee Do-jin, the representative of the freshmen.

The Academy did its best to identify the issues of each cadet and block the risk factors that could be prevented in advance.

Four of the Ten Johns have gathered.

Bitna Choi’s mentor, Ji-gwang Lee, ‘Changwang’.

And Kang Chan-hyung’s father, Kang Tae-jin from ‘The King of Kwon’.

‘Queen’ Seo Yoo-young, who is called Korea’s most talented wizard.

Lastly, there was Jeon Han-seol, the ‘owner of frost’ famous for his freezing traits.

Jeon Han-seol, wearing an ultramarine blue coat with a fur collar, opened his mouth.

“I’ll have a good time watching today.”

At Jeon Han-seol’s words, Seo Yoo-young, who was standing next to him, smiled.

“Well, whether it’s fun or just funny, that’s a matter of judging by the level of the cadets.”

Jeon Han-seol quickly scanned the audience seats.

“There is only one of the 4 superhumans… The swordsman.”

Seo Yoo-young twisted the corner of her mouth.

“It’s not even a day or two that those gentlemen’s hips are heavy.”

Excluding Ten Zone, most of the people sitting in the audience were instructors belonging to the academy.

After the strongest player for each grade was decided and the event started, more outsiders would come.

Chang King Lee Ji-kwang stared at Kwon King Kang Tae-jin next to him.

“Are you here to see your youngest son?”

Kang Tae-jin shook her head slowly.

“No, to be precise, I came to see the freshman representative who beat up my youngest son in a practice exam.”

“I see. Is this your first time seeing it?”

“Yes, it will be the first time seeing it in person after only watching it on video.”

“I see.”

“Why, did you see it yourself?”

“No, it’s the first time I’ve seen you fight either.”

It was not particularly special because it was a conversation among the Ten Zones.

The bracket appeared on the huge electronic board.

***

Group B waiting room

Lee Do-jin stretched.

The members of Group B were glancing at Lee Do-jin, who was calmly warming up with a stiff face.

“Look at that. A leisurely and lofty leisure to relax alone.”

The cadets assigned to Group B stared at Lee Do-jin with the faces of celebrities.

The problem was that his gaze contained more jealousy than envy.

Of course, Dojin Lee didn’t care about those gazes at all.

-Lee Do-jin, Choi Hyeong-woo. Please come up unarmed.

An announcement rang in the waiting room.

Lee Do-jin, who was meditating after warming up, slowly got up.

With a wooden sword.

There is no such thing as a shout.

Because the Untitled Festival was always a test.

Invited advisory committee members also showed quite serious faces, unlike the appearances they had seen when watching other cadets’ confrontations.

What kind of guy is he that gets so much attention even before he becomes a hunter?

I watched closely for that.

From the moment you climb onto the round unarmed.

By the way—

“…A wooden sword?”

King of Kwon Kang Tae-jin’s eyebrows crumpled. He

He had heard of using wooden swords, but never expected to see them with his own two eyes. And the thought was very reasonable.

What kind of madman will use a wooden sword in the final exam, where grades and future depend.

Lee Do-jin had no choice but to use a wooden sword, but there was no way others knew about it.

Heo Ji-woon, a sophomore swordsmanship instructor who is the referee for Group B, approached Do-jin Lee.

“This is a test. I understand. Are you still going to use a wooden sword?”

Lee Do-jin nodded his head.

“Yes, I will use a wooden sword.”

Hearing the folder, Heo Ji-woon opened his mouth once again.

“Can I ask the exact reason?”

Everyone will use a properly sharpened sword or spear. The same goes for the Gauntlet. It was the medical personnel and healers gathered to do so.

Artifacts were installed for each unarmed person to apply the highest level of defense to one person in an emergency.

When the situation seemed like life was about to fly, after using the artifact, the prepared instructors broke into the gap and sorted out the situation.

And the system proved its effectiveness by not having a single death in the non-muje system for nearly 10 years.

“The wooden sword is the most comfortable for me. That’s why.”

“…Yes, I understand.”

I wasn’t convinced, but what can I do when the freshman representative says that? Heo Ji-woon wrote down the words as they were in the document.

“Keuk keuk, I think he really intends to use a wooden sword.”

Changwang Lee Ji-kwang burst out laughing.

King of Kwon Kang Tae-jin’s forehead was hardened.

“You mean that the opponent in the first round is not even invisible? I don’t know if it’s arrogance or self-confidence yet.”

The misunderstanding of the Ten Zones continued.

Of course, it wasn’t just their misunderstanding. All the instructors and judges in the audience had the same idea as King Kwon.

Choi Hyeong-woo, with his coolly cut sports hair, stood in front of Lee Do-jin.

“Hey, nice to meet you.”

In his hand was a real sword with a sharp blade.

Hyungwoo Choi’s face was full of anger.

Wooden sword seat, wooden sword paladin.

I knew early on that Lee Do-jin in front of me was famous for such a title. But today is a sacred non-muje. I wondered if I would use a wooden sword to such a place.

“Are you kidding me?”

“No.”

Lee Do-jin replied with an expressionless face.

“Then why is it a wooden sword? If I’m not funny. f*ck, I’ll have to listen to the real sword.”

Excitement is too much.

Lee Do-jin thought that while staring at Choi Hyeong-woo’s snake-like eyes.

If he doesn’t like carrying a wooden sword, he’ll just have to defeat himself and prove his skills.

I’m not going to swear like I am now.

“You’re not funny.”

Lee Do-jin slung his wooden sword over his shoulder.

“Your sword might be funny.”

“This bastard…!”

Choi Hyeong-woo’s eyes shook with life.

Referee Heo Ji-woon raised his right hand from the dead center.

“Prepare the radish.”

My right hand cut through the air.

“Start.”

The two swordsmen in battle suits stared at each other.

Quack!

It was Choi Hyeong-woo who ran first. Choi Hyeong-woo’s new model came to Lee Do-jin at once.

The red sword was flowing over the sword Choi Hyeong-woo was holding.

Lee Do-jin could clearly see his sword path.

Sak-!

The red line sharply cut through the air.

“Ahh!”

Hongyeon Slash.

Befitting its grandiose name, the flame-entangled sword strike distorted the atmosphere.

No matter how hectic and intimidating the swordsmanship was, it was of no use if it was not hit.

Lee Do-jin was too easily avoiding the seemingly noble sword.

As if they were out for a walk.

Tak-

I avoided all the herbivores by lightly backing away.

And momentarily twisted his foot. Lee Do-jin, who went completely next to Choi Hyeong-woo, used his body magic.

And then he muttered softly.

“Don’t move your arm too far from your body. The speed of the sword is too slow.”

Unfortunately, this was the only advice I could give you. Even if I said something else, it seemed like I couldn’t understand what he was saying.

Lee Do-jin stretched out his right hand.

As fast as a flash war.

Fit!

The palm of my hand brushed Choi Hyeong-woo’s chin.

It was a long hit.

Choi Hyeong-woo’s eyes were colored white.

I passed out.

Puff!

Hyungwoo Choi’s body collapsed on the floor.

The audience became quiet.

It’s amazing that he’s holding a wooden sword.

Because he didn’t even use that wooden sword.