Chapter 104 (1/2)
A question mark appeared over Park Muyeol’s head. The message in front of him made him lose focus for a moment. What did it mean by a constellation all of a sudden? His thoughts didn’t last long.
“Hiyaaaah!”
Bam! Bam!
“Kuock.”
He was hit in the arm and then the side. Fortunately, a critical hit was avoided but the situation wasn’t good. Park Muyeol gasped while on the defensive and blocked the rod that moved in a dazzling manner. Then he was suddenly kicked in the abdomen. He quickly rolled and stood up again. “Pant. Pant. You disgusting guy.”
“Huhu. Thank you for the compliment.”
“What bullshit. It isn’t a compliment!”
“It’s a compliment to me!”
Momori’s constant strikes were relentless and sharp. Park Muyeol refocused and started to block the attacks. At this moment—
[A passing constellation says it likes the way you are hitting with a wooden sword.]
‘What is this bullshit?’
Park Muyeol wielded his wooden sword and widened the distance from Momori. Then he started reading the subsequent messages.
[A passing constellation is saying it can help you win.]
“What nonsense is this? Who?”
[A passing constellation recommends ‘wearing female clothing’ if you want its help.]
“Crazy bastard. I don’t know who you are but I don’t need any help.”
[A passing constellation has burst out laughing.]
Park Muyeol ran straight forward. This time, he didn’t take the defense. The sharp tip of the wooden sword threatened Momori’s head. The other person exclaimed with a fl.u.s.tered expression, “Keuk! Do you really want to do it all the way?”
“Today it is me and you. We will fight until one of us is gone.”
“You crazy...!”
The two men fought again with the wooden sword and wooden rod. It was close but Park Muyeol was pushed slightly. The two men pushed at each other before widening the distance again. It was really a flashpoint situation.
[A passing constellation is looking at you with interested eyes.]
Park Muyeol’s eyes were no longer on the messages in front of him. He raised his remaining concentration and erased everything. The tumultuous training camp. The sand he was stepping on. The people supporting him. All of this was erased. Now there was only the wooden sword in his hands and Momori. In this stopped time, Park Muyeol had a thought.
‘If I can just make one gap...’
A struggle in strength was virtually unwinnable. The good news was that Park Muyeol’s technique of wielding the sword was much higher. The rise in stats only increased the body’s capabilities. Technique was something that depended on the wielder.
‘There is only one way.’
A counter.
Park Muyeol chose to rely on his speed that was just slightly faster than Momori. The problem was that the reach of the rod was long and it wasn’t easy to access. Park Muyeol strongly gripped his wooden sword.
‘How I make the gap is the key.’
Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.
‘Phew, it’s hot. This darn sun... wait. Sun...?’
It was at this time that his thoughts were broken. Momori thrust his stick deeply and Park Muyeol just stood there in a daze. Momori shouted with a big smile, “Huhu. It’s over! Old man trainee!”
His rod struck Park Muyeol but this wasn’t serious enough that he should be smiling. Park Muyeol rotated his body and Momori was suddenly blinded by the glare of the sun.
“Ugh!”
Park Muyeol didn’t miss this moment. He brushed aside the rod and stabbed Momori in the neck.
[A critical hit! The target’s breathing has paused for a moment and he has fallen into a ‘paralysis’ state for one second.]
[You have fallen into a ‘shortness of breath’ state and became slightly confused for one second.]
It was only one second but it had devastating consequences for the duel. Park Muyeol hit Momori’s hand and forced him to release his weapon. Eventually, he dropped the rod and then it was Park Muyeol’s time.
Bam! Pak! Bam! Peeeok! Bam! Bam!
A series of ruthless attacks. He struck Momori in the limbs, stomach, and chest. Everything except Momori’s head was hit and his arms and legs became bruised. Everyone held their breaths with a wide open mouth as Momori kept being beaten. In the extreme condition of a shortness of breath, Park Muyeol fell into a complete ‘absence of ego’ state. After a while, Momori collapsed and everyone cheered.
“Uwaaaaahhhhh—!!!”
“Crazy!!!!!”
“Jesus Christ!!!!!”
“Wahhhhhhh!”
Simultaneously, the gong announced the end and a message appeared in front of Park Muyeol.
[You’ve achieved the final victory!]
[You have managed an achievement that no one will believe!]
[The title ‘Person Who Defeated an Instructor at Level 1’ has been acquired.]
[All stats have increased by 10.]
[Your fame is spreading throughout the training camp!]
[If you want, you can get a first-grade special promotion.]
“Pant. Pant.”
Park Muyeol smiled as he read the rising messages. It was a really tough match. Who would’ve believed that they fought for an hour?
[A passing constellation admires your skill with the wooden stick!]
[A passing constellation will give the ‘Stick’s Protection’ to you!]
[A passing constellation is leaving with a satisfied expression.]
‘Stick's Protection...? What the hell is he doing?’
Ttiring~
[Stick's Protection (Active)]
[Rating: Legend
A skill that contains the protection of a constellation who likes sticks.
-When using a stick-type weapon, physical attack power and attack speed is doubled.
-The wooden stick won’t break and its attack speed will increase by three times. This also applies to wooden swords.
-Temporarily increases your strength stat by 1.5 times your level.
*However, this skill requires permission from the constellation (There are currently three people in the world who have acquired this skill, including you.)]
‘No, why am I meeting all these weird guys? Does he like wooden sticks? Oh, it has a legend rating?’
Park Muyeol was well aware of the legend rating. The tutorial said it was the highest rating. He was looking dazed when Kunta’s voice was heard.
“The winner is Trainee 72!”