Overpowered Sword
Chapter 140

Overpowered Sword Chapter 140

Level up with swords (140)

What are some things that make animals better than humans?

The power of your teeth to break the bones and tear the skin of your prey? Fur that resists cold and shock? How many times better is your sense of smell or hearing naturally?

If I had to pick one, I could use all ten fingers, but among them, there was one strength that was the most representative and threatening. The strength that humans gave up in order to use their own two hands, the moment when their intelligence blossomed.

It was a four-legged walk.

“Seuuuuuuuuuuu-.”

Hathi, lying low on the ground, gasped.

Suddenly, her hands, like her legs, turned into wolf paws and were covered in fur and leather.

It was the power symbolizing the beast people, ‘Suhwa(獸化)’.

An ability that is even unorthodox in that it can manifest the characteristics of the beast mixed in one’s blood and utilize only its strengths. In addition, Hati was an orthodox member of the Fenrir tribe, renowned as the ‘King’s Clan’ even among the Beastmen.

Pajik! Squeeze!

Blue aura flows over the body, setting the air on fire.

In order to maximize its power against the approaching storm, Hati invested all of her remaining auror into acceleration.

If you win, you live, if you lose, you die.

Whether it is a desert or a grassland, one rule is absolute. Just as a tiger starving after failing to hunt, and a lion losing its leader position is kicked out of the pack.

‘-let’s go.’

The intuition trained as a competitive fighter pushed my back.

The moment Hati’s hind feet kick the ground, his front feet extend out and strike the ground with their claws.

Quadruped walking is fast.

Acceleration as well as direction changes are difficult to compare with running on two legs. It is not for nothing that hunters spend years and decades learning to follow the movements of animals.

Sirius-Sprint With

bluish lightning wrapped around her like a cape, Hati began sprinting on all fours.

Just forward.

I run without even thinking about changing direction.

Like a thunderbolt that rushes across the ground even faster because not a single stray thought can get in the way.

Patsu tsk tsk tsk!

The passing air burns and the footprints on the ground used as a stepping stone turn black.

Tearing sound with the first acceleration.

On the second acceleration, I crossed the wall.

Hati, who became a blue flash, charged head-on toward the terrifying storm of blades. Compared to the whirlwind that sucked up the surrounding sand, one beastman was insignificant, but the destructive power contained in that rush was terrifying.

It was right after that.

――――――――――――!

A huge roar and shock waves shook the whole place.

‘this!’

When Leon reflexively released his aura to surround the watchtower, Karen and Ellahan rose up as well and unleashed their power to protect the audience.

It was an ineffective form of defense, but it was not a direct conflict, but merely an aftermath. That was enough to block it.

Separately, the confrontation between Bladestorm and Hati continued.

Giggigigigeek!

Hati, who wrapped her body in highly compressed aura and used it as a cushioning material for the charge, took a step forward.

Then the pressure of the knife storm becomes stronger.

No matter how many times he swung his sword, the number of slashes inside the storm exceeded a hundred. There is no need to break all the blades, but there are dozens of them along the way.

Only by breaking through it could you break Zahar’s secret sword.

“Haaaaa—!”

With all his might, Hathi accelerated once again.

I picked up the speed that had been lost due to the blade storm and hit the countless blades lurking in front of me!

Kaang!

Unable to withstand the pressure, one of the blades breaks.

Kagagaga River!

If one breaks, it becomes two. If two breaks, it becomes three.

Of course, Hati, who broke the blade, was stained with blood all over her body, but even though she groaned in pain, she did not back down. Since I had jumped into the storm, the only way out was to break through.

That was actually the case.

Eventually, a large hole was created in the whirlpool of “Khamshin,” which was unable to withstand the momentum of “Sprint.”

Phew!

When Hati finally broke through the tornado and her eyes flashed, Zahar gritted his teeth at the worst that could have happened.

“Damn wolf bitch! “Did you break my secret sword?”

“okay! “What a refreshing wind it was!”

With a fierce smile, he rushes forward with all his remaining momentum.

Unlike Jahar, who poured every ounce of his strength into his big sword, Hati had stamina left.

Gather the lightning that forms on your limbs.

Four more times.

That’s where the game is decided.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

blow.

A roundhouse kick to the upper right crushed the air. Jahar, who managed to avoid it, lost his balance.

Separation.

Return the foot from the roundhouse kick and cross your leg to the bottom.

Although it is only a small amount of aura, the difference in speed is significant. Even though Zahar had predicted the technique, he was unable to react, so he jumped upward even though he knew it was a self-defeating move.

That was the end of it. Two

kicks landed in Zahar’s

abdomen and solar plexus

as

he was floating in the air without any countermeasures.

Destructive power that can crush a full plate in one hit!

Zahar’s body, kicked by Hati, flew through the air and crashed into a wooden fence erected several meters behind. Just by looking at the scene, it was clear who the winner of this duel was.

however.

Kwasik!

Jahar stood up after trampling on the tree fragments and opened his eyes.

When Hathi lowered himself with the feeling that he would accept it if he wanted to try more, tension arose again in the hall.

No, it was about to flow.

“Cough!”

Jahar sat down after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The last kick must have been bad, so the area near his chest was distorted with protruding bones.

It is a fatal wound.

Although it is not serious enough to kill you right away, you will die if you miss treatment.

“…I lost.”

When Jahar’s bitter voice came out, Hati relaxed her stance and shouted in a sonorous voice.

“Initiate!”

“Win!”

Leon responded by shouting for everyone to hear.

“Who is the winner of this duel for the right to pasture! Representative of the beast people! “Hathi, the great warrior of the Fenrir tribe!”

Wow!

Regardless of who the winner was, the audience cheered and applauded as they enjoyed the spectacle.

Not all desert residents were Bedouin.

So there was no reason to lament the losses they suffered.

Zahar’s subordinates, who entered the duel only after the match had been decided, had red eyes and supported him.

“Captain! Are you okay!”

“If you give us an order now, we will…!”

“done.”

Jahar shook his head while lying on the stretcher.

“If we make an ugly struggle here, it will only tarnish the tribe’s reputation. There is still a chance. I won’t win next time. Do you understand?”

“yes! of course!”

“I will follow your wishes, Captain!”

“Then let’s get out. “I don’t have time to lie down like this.”

Jahar left after being stopped by his subordinates, looking shabby unlike when he entered the duel arena.

Still, no one laughed at him or anything.

The skills he showed in his duel with Hati were truly at a level that could be called a ‘great warrior of the Bedouin tribe.’

[Hey, now I know who he is.]

‘Do you really know him?’

[I can’t say I know it directly.]

El Cid said vaguely.

[I was confused because the footing and leg techniques were so confusing, but I understood when I saw the use of 〈Cheonrang〉.]

‘〈Cheonrang〉?’

[It’s a martial art I created just for the beast people. When I was destroying all the slave traders, I found a wolf and made him my squire. This is also a skill I taught him. “They said they would only pass down ‘Ramp the Sky’ to their immediate descendants, so they must be his descendants.”

Leon asked back nervously because he was a beastman from 300 years ago.

‘Is that person alive?’

[I don’t know.]

El Cid didn’t seem to be entirely sure either.

[I don’t think I’ll correct it because I’m probably weaker than Kassim, and I don’t think I’m dead yet… Still, since I was in my prime when I was alive, there’s a high possibility that I’m a living corpse by now, right?]

‘Ugh, a living corpse….’

[To me. Instead of asking, why don’t you ask the person in question? He probably knows better than me.]

It was exactly as he said.

Leon watched the crowd ebb and flow and jumped down towards Hathi, who was still in the duel arena.

The number of watching eyes must have decreased a lot.

It wasn’t even close enough to hear people talking.

“Mr. Hathi.”

Hathi, who was stopping the bleeding with a bandage she had pulled out from somewhere, looked back at him.

“Are you a member of the guild?”

Then, without saying another word, he walked up, looked Leon up and down, and placed his nose on the back of Leon’s neck.

Sniff.

“What is it!”

Leon panicked at the unexpected contact.

Unlike him, Hati looked a bit impressed.

“Even though you are a young male, you are stronger than me. After all, humans are a species that cannot be underestimated.”

“Is it possible to confirm such a thing by smell?”

“No, it’s because your body odor was my favorite.”

“Oh, I see… no!”

Leon didn’t know how to say something like that with a cold expression, so he couldn’t take the lead in the conversation.

Looking at her appearance, Hati was a beautiful woman with a haughty vibe. Perhaps it was because of his personality or because he learned to speak that way, but his tone and endings were stiff, as if he were in a play.

However, as he approached me without any sense of distance, the gap was no joke.

[Oh my student! If I get caught in the beauty world, I’ll just skip it!]

‘Shut up!’

Leon shot back at El Cid’s teasing remarks and brought up another topic in a calm voice.

“How are your wounds?”

“No problem. I guess I should be happy that I only got scratched after a duel with a warrior like Zahar. “I want to get really drunk tonight.”

Hati spoke with a faint smile on her face, perhaps because it was the end of a previously unpleasant match.

“I didn’t have anyone to make friends with in Nuwas, but it worked out well. “Wouldn’t you be able to hang out with me?”

“Alcohol… you mean?”

“yes. “Did you think of anything other than alcohol?”

When Hathi arched the corners of her eyes as if teasing him, her neat face immediately turned into a bewitching one.

She was the type of woman I had met for the first time in my life.

[I can’t watch you anymore, disciple.]

‘Why!’

[Just do as I tell you.]

Leon was so busy being swayed by Hati that he reflexively followed what El Cid whispered.

Gather a small amount of aura into both palms.

What collides are the fingers of the right hand and the palm of the left hand.

If you hit it like that, you can make a loud and clear sound.

“Now that I think about it, is Tongseongmyeong still there? You may know my name, but I don’t. “Isn’t that a bit unfair?”

“My name is Leon, an adventurer belonging to the guild.”

“This is Hathi, daughter of Varg.”

Leon, who received El Cid’s advice, spoke cautiously.

“Mr. Hathi?”

“I wish you could just call me Hathi.”

“Hathi.”

I take a step back from Hathi, who nods, “Hmm.”

and.

Pang pang!

I hit my palms together twice and made a loud noise.

Hati didn’t know what that meant, so she just blinked. Are you clapping now to celebrate victory?

That couldn’t have been possible.

Leon clapped his hands twice and then flicked his tongue lightly.

Perfect!

He also just did as El Cid told him to do, but did not know the meaning behind the series of actions.

So a catastrophe occurred.

Two applause and one tongue flick.

A trigger for a specific action that El Cid had planted in as a joke 300 years ago was activated.

“…uh?”

Hati looked up at the sky with a confused expression.

Why do you see the sky?

She didn’t even know it herself.

“Ha ha tea?”

Only after Leon, who saw the situation unfolding before her eyes, spoke to her, she was able to understand the context.

I was lying down on the ground.

And that too in front of a male.

It was a posture that had little meaning to humans, but had great meaning to canines. Showing deep trust and affection to the other person by showing the most vulnerable part of the abdomen.

“Ah ah…!”

In contrast to his fur, Hati, whose flour-white skin turned red and tears welled up in his eyes, jumped up.

She then approached Leon with great strides, stretched out her hand, and

squeezed it.

I grabbed his collar tightly with both hands.

“forget! Forget it! Forget everything!”

“Wow!”

“Otherwise it’s a duel! duel! Tear and kill!”

Leon’s body, lifted with the beastman’s unique strength, flew around in the air.

Hati, who had lost all of her vocabulary due to shame, was in tears and lashed out at him like he was washing clothes, and Leon, who had no shame in escaping because he had done something unintentionally, was dragged into it.

Only El Cid giggled as he watched.

[Khahahaha! Even after 300 years, it still works well, right? I guess I’m teaching it properly!]

Leon, who got angry at the sound of laughter, screamed.

‘We’ll see, you demon sword bastard! One day, I will throw you into the furnace of hell!’

[I tried that a long time ago, but it didn’t work.]

‘Aaaaaaa!’

It was the same relationship between the two as always.