Chapter 164 - EPISODE 164 – FIRST SWORD (3) (2/2)

“Hey, I’m wearing a skirt, okay?”

No, before that, what do you mean by sit on your shoulders? Everyone will look at us if that happens.

Cordelia clicked her tongue as if to tell him to consider the time and place, and she looked back towards the stage while Jude giggled before he looked in the same direction too.

“Alright, let’s get started.”

First Sword stood in the middle of the stage and casually spoke as he stretched out his arms, and the young man from the south, who pulled the number 1 slip, took a deep breath as he closed his eyes.

Because he didn’t want to waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He calmed down his excitement and regained his composure.

So that he could show them the best that he could do.

First Sword found such a prospect commendable. He waited for some time, and when the prospect finally drew his sword and charged, First Sword showed off his quick sword that made everyone call him the Sword Saint of Light.

Shwaaak-!

His sword made the other sword slip.

The sword swung by the southern prospect with all his might was flung out so naturally.

“When you swung the sword, your power was not fully transmitted. Let’s do it again.”

As First Sword gently smiled and said, the southern prospect looked shocked, and so did those who were outside the stage.

What his words meant.

His declaration of ‘let’s do it again.’

‘An educational sparring match!’

First Sword said that the person who could make him move six times was the winner.

In other words, he meant that he would play with his opponent up to five times.

“A bit of flashy technique is fine. Your skill is good even if you had trouble making it work well.”

First Sword’s words sounded reassuring.

The southern prospect almost looked like he was about to cry, but he soon picked his sword and repositioned himself while looking very moved.

He looked at First Sword with respect, gratitude and all kinds of good feelings, and First Sword answered with a smile.

“Come.”

“Yes!”

The southern prospect answered in reflex and rushed towards First Sword again, and First Sword very simply turned the attack of the prospect into nothing again this time.

Two more times left.

And after the five times were done…

The southern prospect missed in the last and fifth exchange, but his face was full of joy.

“Thank you very much.”

“Your skill isn’t bad. Will you be better by the next time we meet?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, I look forward to it.”

It was the words of First Sword and not anyone else.

The prospect had a boyish face as if he played with the sports player that he admired, and he came down the stage with tears of emotion. Rachel Bloom, the prospect from the north who picked the number 2 slip, climbed onto the stage very quickly.

“Ahem, I’m sorry for person #1, but I like person #2 more. Beauties are the treasures of this world.”

At First Sword’s joke, Rachel’s cheeks flushed red, but it wasn’t that evident.

Because her face was already red before she went onto the stage.

“I’ll begin.”

“Do as much as you can.”

And once again, it happened five times.

Rachel got off the stage with a very excited face, and the prospects stepped onto the stage one after another.

“Is this the Sage King’s Cross Sword? You have inherited well Count Hræsvelgr’s sword. Five times are almost not enough.”

First Sword said as he pointed his sword to Lucas’ neck, but it wasn’t idle chatter.

Unlike the previous prospects who he easily dealt with, even the First Sword had to be really sincere when he fought Lucas.

“Thank you…for the compliment.”

Lucas’ expression was also different from the previous prospects.

Rather than the joy of facing the First Sword with their sword, regret and frustration were in his eyes since he couldn’t make First Sword do it for the sixth time.

“That’s good.”

His expression made First Sword even happier.

Because he liked Lucas’ desire to improve.

“Next.”

The 20th prospect.

The boy, who was a prospect from the royal capital, was not much different from the previous prospects. Their spar was finished in five moves with a relatively calm atmosphere.

And the time had finally come.

Sir Cornwell’s eyes were filled with the light of anticipation as he watched with a relaxed face, and Duke Spencer also watched in seriousness.

“Jude Bayer.”

The second son of Count Bayer.

The younger brother of Gaël Bayer, who was said to be one of the next Ten Great Swordmasters.

Jude climbed up the stage, and all the prospects who had witnessed his fight with Lucian swallowed in nervousness.

Lucas also looked up the stage with mixed emotions.

This was because of the fact that only Lucas and Cordelia were aware of.

‘Landius-nim’s disciple.’

Iron Man Landius.

A man who might be the strongest among all the humans in Pleiades.

Jude was the only disciple of such Landius.

No, even before he was a disciple of Landius, he was a genius who had already shown amazing talent.

‘Cheonmujiche.’

The incarnation of martial arts from the heavens.

Lucas wanted to see Jude in making the First Sword move his sword for the sixth time.

But on the other hand, he didn’t want to see it. Because of the childish envy that still lingered in his mind.

‘No, it’s not like that.’

Because I just want to see him become much stronger.

Because I want to see the appearance of my rival moving far away, and make me want to pursue him even more.

With clenched fists, Lucas calmed himself and looked at Jude’s back, while Cordelia prayed as she held her hands together.

‘Please let Jude win!’

As always, let him be #1 again!

And as for First Sword.

The person who originally proposed this kind of tournament.

“The time has come.”

First Sword smiled as he looked at Jude standing in front of him.

His smile was very playful, but also felt creepy at the same time.

‘Don’t tell me…’

At the moment Jude had flinched, First Sword moved.

Unlike before, he readied his sword in his light-like swordsmanship style.

Among the numerous swordsmanship in the Sword School, his Light Swordsmanship boasted of being the fastest.

The fastest sword that gave First Sword his name of the Sword Saint of Light.

“Can I give you a little special treatment?”

First Sword said, and everyone around the stage became enthusiastic at that moment.

It wasn’t because they heard First Sword’s voice.

It was enthusiasm from the fact that Jude had made the First Sword drew his sword and made him take a stance.

‘F*ck.’

Jude thought to himself, and so did Cordelia who was outside the stage.

‘First Sword is a crazy b*stard!’

He’s shameless!

But First Sword did not hear Jude and Cordelia’s protests in their minds. Even if he had heard it, he would have ignored it.

“Come, let’s go.”

Show me your skills.

Jude took a deep breath at First Sword’s provoking look. He gently turned his head and looked at Cordelia as he asked with his eyes.

‘Cordelia. Shall I do it?’

At Jude’s question, Cordelia blinked her eyes, but she immediately smiled. She swung her fist into the air and answered.

‘Show them.’

How strong my Jude is.

What Cheonmujiche can do that made Landius say curse words out of his mouth.

Winning was impossible.

It was nearly impossible for the current Jude to subdue him who had the names of First Sword and Sword Saint.

But if it was just to make him move six times.

If Jude didn’t lose within those five times.

Jude took a deep breath.

He chanted the mnemonic chant of the Ninth Heaven’s Nine Doors, and stimulated his newly developed middle dantian.

It had risen to a new level during his time at the Temple of Life.

A power that had never been seen before.

The Supreme Sun Divine Art responded.

A black energy rose from Jude’s body, and at the same time, the doors of Ninth Heaven’s Nine Doors began to open one by one.

First door.

Second door.

Third door.

Fourth door.

And.

‘Fifth door.’

The fifth door.

The one that reached a completely different level from his previous ones!

Bang!

His energy exploded.

Not only the atmosphere, but the stage also shook for a moment. Everyone who were watching were surprised by the sudden rise of power.

First Sword was no different.

His eyes that had looked easygoing were now surprised.

And immediately after.

When everyone were still in shock of what had happened.

Jude kicked the ground.

He turned into a black gale and rushed towards First Sword.