I Entered an Academy in a Ruined Game

Chapter 160 : Kill Jeong Su-hyeon (4)

'Liberation.'

'Eye Power, Tachypsychia Mode.'

Kwaaang!

Su-hyeon, who instantly drew out the maximum power he could currently muster, kicked off the ground and charged with explosive speed.

However, in a situation where the only passage was the aisle, blocked by seats on both sides, running in a straight line was suicidal, equivalent to exposing oneself to a gun.

Tudududududu!

Dozens of armor-piercing bullets filled with magical energy flew in to tear Su-hyeon's body to shreds.

Piyung!

Su-hyeon zigzagged up and down between the floor and ceiling, instantly covering over a dozen meters, deflecting all bullets with movements that were unbelievable even to see.

'What the fuck is that bastard?!'

Even Kang Woojung watching from behind was greatly surprised at the mysterious evasive maneuvers.

"Damn it!"

The Ma-in reached out to Su-hyeon, who had already arrived before his eyes.

Puhwak!

Su-hyeon deeply stabbed a dagger into the Ma-in's neck as he passed by, then twisted it out, creating a fountain of blood.

'Instant death! His hand movements are flawless!'

Kang Woojung marveled.

"You bastard!"

The Ma-in who had fired the armor-piercing bullets hurriedly swung his rifle butt, but.

Denggeong!

Su-hyeon's right hand, drawing an elegant curve as if flowing water, severed the Ma-in's neck.

'He targeted both their necks for instant death!'

The moment the last remaining Ma-in reflexively covered his neck.

Buwook!

Su-hyeon, feinting as if to stab the neck, spun around once and sliced the Ma-in's abdomen wide open, causing his intestines to spill onto the floor.

"Kuaaak!"

Time elapsed for all this: just 3 seconds.

Su-hyeon, who had massacred three Ma-in while crossing the train car in the time it took to blink a couple of times, deactivated Liberation and Tachypsychia Mode and stepped back.

Puhwaaaak!

The blood spilled by the three Ma-in stained the train floor, pouring over the blood of the humans they had killed.

The blood from both sides didn't mix, like water and oil.

"......Is that bastard really a high school student? What the hell is he?"

Kang Woojung walked forward with a hollow laugh.

"......I get that you're angry, but all Ma-in bastards are like that, right? Guys like that won't even go to White Castle. They'll definitely go to the black house."

"......"

"Uh, I mean, there are tons of bastards like that in the world, and if you get pissed off every time, your personality will be ruined, that kind of......"

"I know that."

Su-hyeon replied.

"Oh, oh, is that so? That's good. Yeah."

It was then.

"Kaa, it hurts."

The Ma-in whose abdomen was sliced by Su-hyeon chuckled as he put his intestines back into his stomach.

"......Healing Factor?"

"That's right, bastard. This level of injury is nothing."

Seeing the Ma-in's stomach healing and emitting light, Su-hyeon picked up the dagger again.

"Then let's see if you can reattach your neck after I cut it off."

"Hehe...... that might be a bit too much?"

The Ma-in grinned.

"Because reinforcements are coming now."

Kwaaaang!

A huge were-armadillo that rushed in smashing the door pounced on Su-hyeon.

Kuwoong!

Kang Woojung caught Su-hyeon from behind as he was sent flying backward despite blocking with a Mana Shield.

Whiririk!

Simultaneously, he drew the twin swords with his right hand and threw them.

But the Ma-in precisely caught the handle of the swords as they flew, rotating like helicopter propellers.

"What are you doing?"

Kang Woojung clicked his tongue at the sight of the Ma-in raising the corner of his mouth.

'This bastard! His reaction is quite something?'

"Hmm. What trash swords. Made by someone who had no interest in what form is optimized for cutting."

The Ma-in, who swung the swords around, said scathingly.

"I'll return them."

Siiing!

Kang Woojung put the scabbard in front of the trajectory of the swords that flew straight like shurikens.

Cheolkeok!

Showing off the butterfly twin swords that returned to the scabbard with a loud noise, Kang Woojung quipped.

"Thanks for returning them, man."

"Hmm. You've got quite a good eye, for a human."

"But why are you dressed like that? It's so exotic?"

Kang Woojung asked.

"Were you really a Gurkha mercenary?"

"That's right. The boss took me in when I became a Ma-in after wandering the continent, having escaped from Nepal which had become hell."

"Ho, indeed. So by car 2, the core members come out, is that it?"

"You have an eye for recognizing the strong."

The Ma-in with nunchaku over his shoulder smiled.

"So I'll gouge out your eyes first."

Gugugugugu.

At that moment of explosive tension.

"Well now, what are you all doing? You finally make this elder come out?"

"Boss!"

Behind them, the boss leading the bandit group, Ko Kyeong-ho, appeared.

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"Whoa, what kind of monster is that now."

Kang Woojung stuck out his tongue, and.

'He's strong!'

I instinctively lowered my body in response to the overflowing killing intent.

'No, that truly is a monster.'

It wasn't simply a matter of how high his estimated rank was.

'That's the killing intent of a real warrior. The beast-like aura that intimidates, saying it can tear me apart at any time.'

Moreover, with the two Ma-in who appeared behind him, a 6-versus-2 situation had been created.

"This way, we're properly screwed."

It wasn't unreasonable for Kang Woojung to say that.

'It's the worst situation. Trying to break through with power versus power is reckless suicide.'

My head cooled down in the face of this unprecedented crisis.

'I need to think of a method. First, the terrain and objects.......'

"I can hear the sound of your head turning from here. Right?"

"That's right, boss."

The Ma-in called boss chuckled.

"Whoa, whoa, don't be too scared. Shall we introduce ourselves first?"

"......"

"This elder's full name is Ko Kyeong-ho. You there are Jeong Su-hyeon, and next to you is Kang Woojung, right?"

"What? After saying let's introduce ourselves, you say all our names, what are we supposed to do?"

At Kang Woojung's words, Ko Kyeong-ho laughed.

"What does it matter? Even if you go, you should say Elder Ko Kyeong-ho sent you before the King of Hell, right?"

Though it's not me directly doing it, Ko Kyeong-ho shrugged.

"Boys, I think three of you are enough. Am I being too optimistic?"

"No, boss!"

"Oh my. Then go ahead and fight."

'......I don't know what his intention is.'

But it was obvious that 3:2 was much more favorable than 6:2.

For now, there was no other choice.

"Kuhaha! I'll turn you all into ground meat!"

The were-armadillo, crouching down and covered with his innate armor, charged like a bulldozer pushing through the seats.

'Thanks to that, the space will be a bit wider.'

"I'll take that one!"

"I'm counting on you!"

Kang Woojung, who had answered dependably, immediately whined when he saw two Ma-in rushing toward him, abandoning me.

"Ah shit, why are they coming to me!"

'Jeez.'

Kwajik!

Kang Woojung, who had coated his butterfly twin swords with sword energy, kicked a seat hard with his right foot.

Kwajik!

Five rows of seats broke all at once, forming a barricade, and the Gurkha Ma-in who nimbly slipped through the gap pounced on Kang Woojung.

"Did you think you could win by dividing the battle?"

"It's better than getting ganged up on, right!"

Chaeng!

The blades of the two clashed in the air, sending sparks flying.

'Good, that side seems to be holding up.'

The problem was this side.

Kwang!

I, who avoided the were-armadillo's charge like a skilled matador, slashed the Ma-in's side with a dagger coated with sword energy.

Kagagak!

'Unbelievably tough. To only leave a scratch?'

The defensive capability shown by the Ma-in's organic armor was truly astonishing.

'Unless I had the Moonless Sword, the durability of sword energy produced with this cheap dagger is clearly limited.'

I gave up and threw the dagger at the armadillo's eyes.

"Hmph!"

In the moment he pulled his chin back to deflect the dagger.

'What?'

I, who had activated Liberation for rapid acceleration, was already kneeing the armadillo's crotch.

Kwajik!

"Krurururuk!"

With the sound of something bursting, the Ma-in rolled his eyes back and foamed at the mouth.

"It seems that area isn't trained with armor."

"Kuhaha! That bastard is really bad!"

Only Ko Kyeong-ho clapped and enjoyed it.

"Hey, you take that kid!"

Whiririk!

The Ma-in with nunchaku gave up on Kang Woojung and rushed at me.

"Abyoot!"

I backed away from the momentum of the Ma-in swinging his nunchaku while imitating Bruce Lee's fighting shout.

"Kukukuk, scared? Are you scared? I learned this in China!"

'He's a bit unhinged.'

But his proficiency was at a master's level.

'Eye Power activated, Tachypsychia Mode.'

Kiiiing!

In my view, the trajectory of the nunchaku being swung by the Ma-in was captured frame by frame, and.

Boong boong boong!

I retreated step by step, avoiding all the attacks that targeted my head, shoulder, thigh, and knee in one breath.

"How long are you going to run! There's a wall behind you!"

It was difficult to find a counterattack timing against the offense where striking and retracting happened with such short gaps, but.

Kwajik!

After stamping my foot outside the Ma-in's field of vision, I instantly closed the distance and struck the Ma-in's philtrum with my elbow.

"Kaak!"

I got hit by the nunchaku in the process, but thanks to the protection of the Mana Shield, my bones weren't damaged.

'That really hurts.'

Puk puk puk puk!

The Ma-in, who endured continued consecutive hits, swung his nunchaku widely, making me step back.

"Keu, all my front teeth are gone. Do you know how expensive gold teeth are these days?"

The Ma-in, who touched his bloodied mouth, twirled his nunchaku and closed the distance.

'Damn it. Injuries are continuously accumulating.'

I was stabbed in the abdomen, and my left rib that was hit by the nunchaku is uncomfortable.

The damage I'd received from successive fights was not to be taken lightly.

'Moreover, these guys are quite strong. Well, they're probably all elites who successfully infiltrated past the Execution Force's surveillance network, so that's natural.'

Anyway, what's important now isn't the question of why the enemy is strong, but first, to fight and win.

I lowered my posture again.

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At that time, Kang Woojung was engaged in an offensive and defensive battle with the Gurkha mercenary, advancing and retreating.

Kagagagak! Chachachang!

Against the Ma-in who was pouring out strong and fast slashing attacks, Kang Woojung's appearance as he avoided, deflected, and parried while fluttering as if scattered by the wind was truly butterfly-like.

"Heup!"

Kang Woojung, who smoothly rotated to deflect a powerful downward slash by putting his twin swords against it, planted a backspin heel kick into the Ma-in's jaw.

Bbakak!

"Hmph!"

But the Ma-in, who withstood it with an absurd durability, swung his kukri again to bisect Kang Woojung.

Bwoong!

Kang Woojung, who avoided it by bending his waist greatly backward as if doing limbo, swung his butterfly twin swords outside the Ma-in's field of vision and deeply cut the Ma-in's calf.

"Kuaaak!"

"Wow, that bastard."

Ko Kyeong-ho laughed.

"He's good, really good. Indeed, he's not just any random person, is he?"

It was a meaningful remark.

'At that level, he'd be at least a Senior Squad Leader.'

Su-hyeon, who was occasionally observing Kang Woojung's fighting image while fighting the Ma-in, felt his suspicions growing.

Above all, despite his profession as a hunter, he was quite skilled in fighting against Ma-in.

'There's definitely something there.'

"How dare you look elsewhere in front of me!"

Bwoong!

Su-hyeon, hiding his unease, planted a left body blow into the Ma-in's liver while avoiding the sharply flying nunchaku.

Bbaaaak!

"Keuhek!"

The properly landed strike gave massive damage to his liver, and.

Bbak! Bbaaak!

Su-hyeon completely sank it by planting a knee kick into the Ma-in's liver again.

"Huuuu."

Simultaneously.

"Keok!"

Kang Woojung, who had cut the opponent's wrist and deeply stabbed the knife into the abdomen at the same time, pushed back the Ma-in who lost consciousness and fainted.

Teolseok!

"Hek hek, I'm dying of exhaustion."

"Wow~ You've beaten and killed all my subordinates. The damage is severe. Hmm?"

Ko Kyeong-ho snickered at the two.

"Why didn't you join in? Was there a need to just watch your subordinates die?"

"Huhaha, why would I?"

Ko Kyeong-ho shrugged.

"These trash, it doesn't matter whether they're here or not. They're just spares that can be replaced anytime."

Kwajik!

He stepped on and burst the head of the Ma-in who had collapsed in front of him.

"......"

Gurkha mercenary.

Kang Woojung stuck out his tongue as he saw the head of the Ma-in, who had been boasting about loyalty to the boss, burst like a rotten persimmon.

"These guys really have no sense of loyalty or anything. Even among Ma-in, there are particularly vicious bastards like that. Do you want to trust and follow a guy like that as your boss?"

The two Ma-in standing behind Ko Kyeong-ho didn't even blink at that question.

"These kids have been with me since Korea, so their experience is different, their experience."

Ko Kyeong-ho said mockingly.

"You two take care of that bastard. That should be enough, right?"

"We won't even need 5 minutes."

"Good. And you little kid, since you look interesting, I'll personally face you."

"......"

"But it's too narrow here. Right? Follow me to the roof."

Then Ko Kyeong-ho, who broke the window next to him with his fist, quickly climbed up to the train roof.

"......I'll go too."

"Sure."

Kang Woojung nodded.

"......Try to hold out as much as you can. That bastard is disgustingly strong, so don't think about going head-to-head."

While Su-hyeon was well aware that the opponent was strong.

That didn't mean he agreed with the advice not to go head-to-head.

"Why's your expression so sour? You're a human, so shouldn't you be grateful that Ma-in are killing each other?"

On the train roof where a tremendous wind was blowing.

Ko Kyeong-ho showed his yellow teeth to Su-hyeon, who was standing face to face with him.

"It's just that your way of life is disgusting."

"Kuhaha! Look at you talking shit."

Ko Kyeong-ho burst into laughter.

"I've been wandering the hell-like continent, waging bloody struggles with both humans and Ma-in. And I've survived by hook or by crook. Subordinates? They're just parts. I can just get new ones and replace them. Loyalty? How many times do you think I've nearly been stabbed in the back for trusting a subordinate?"

Ko Kyeong-ho pounded his chest.

"What's important is this body. And our reliable breadwinner, my friend Yeongil. As long as we're alive, the organization will manage somehow."

"What meaning is there in such a life, sucking others' blood day by day just to survive?"

Su-hyeon asked.

"You idiot, who the hell lives for meaning? You just live because you were born. Kill because you were born, eat because you were born, wander because you were born. What else do you need?"

Ko Kyeong-ho snorted.

"A lion hunts to live, a gazelle grazes to live, and humans live however they please—what fucking grand meaning is there in that? Anyway, when you look at it, those nitpicky bastards who look for such things are the real problem, you know?"

"Human, huh. It's surprising that a monster like you claims to be human."

"Haha, this is why I hate brats."

Seeing Ko Kyeong-ho's fierce fighting spirit.

'To survive today, I'll need to pour out all my strength.'

Su-hyeon's palms became damp with cold sweat.