I Entered an Academy in a Ruined Game

Chapter 200 : Contention (4)

Boom!

Jo Sujin, who had broken through all the Brigadiers blocking her way, entered the now-unoccupied industrial complex and surveyed the battlefield.

'Taesung, still not here?'

Judging by the signs, it seemed that something had happened on their side too.

'He'll come when it's time.'

She believed in her Deputy Squad Leader's strength.

"Senior Squad Leader! That seems to be where the boss is hiding!"

"You think so too?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, we're going in!"

"Senior Squad Leader, please rest! We'll go in first!"

Two tankers stepped forward.

"Oh?"

"You went wild at the beginning, so we didn't get to do anything!"

"Hmm, is that so? Then go ahead."

"Yes!"

The two tankers broke down the door and entered gallantly.

Boom!

In less than 10 seconds, they came flying back out with much more ferocity than when they went in.

"...What are you guys doing?"

Jo Sujin asked with an incredulous face.

"Ow ow ow, this hurts like hell."

The squad members rubbed the backs of their heads with embarrassed faces.

"There's a guy inside who seems about 2 meters tall, and his punches are nasty."

"Well, since you guys went flying, he must be no ordinary person."

Jo Sujin shrugged.

"Rat bastards who don't know their place."

"Oh my, he's coming out."

Jo Sujin nodded as she saw a man walking out with a majestic physique.

"Are you Dmitri?"

"Yes. I am Dmitri Vasilev. The boss leading the Baumanskaya Brotherhood."

"I didn't ask for your full name."

Jo Sujin said, scratching her elf-like long ears.

"But you guys split up after fighting between brothers, so what brotherhood are you talking about?"

"You know quite a lot."

When Dmitri didn't rise to her obvious provocation, Jo Sujin scratched at him once more with an "I told you so" attitude.

"By the way, do you guys choose your boss based on who has the scariest face? If I'd seen you at night, I would have handed over my wallet right away."

"Execution Force, whoever you are, you'll pay for hurting our brothers."

"Ah, so you don't know who I am."

Jo Sujin revealed her face by taking off her mask.

"?!"

Dmitri was shaken for the first time upon seeing her face.

"You still don't recognize me?"

"...Jo Sujin?"

"Hehe, this noona must be quite famous? Even a foreign gangster boss like you recognizes me."

Jo Sujin put her mask back on and grinned.

"......"

Dmitri sighed.

"This has become more troublesome."

"Subdue them without killing."

"You mean, subdue me without killing, right!"

As Jo Sujin drew her longsword.

Whoosh!

Dmitri, who had his hands in his pockets, suddenly threw a bullet.

'Fast!'

Jo Sujin avoided the bullet, which was flying even stronger than if shot from a sniper rifle, by riding the texture of the wind.

"You're good at throwing, but wouldn't it have been better to just shoot with a gun?"

Despite Jo Sujin's provocative attitude, Dmitri shouted unperturbed.

"Boys, attack!"

"Yes!"

"We're going too!"

"Understood!"

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted as the Execution Force and Red Mafia members collided.

"Dmitri-gun, you play with this noona!"

Dmitri swung a baseball bat wrapped in chains at Jo Sujin, who came flying on the wind.

"No technique, just brute force to beat me to death, is that it!"

But.

Clang!

Jo Sujin whistled as she saw the baseball bat remain unmarked despite being struck head-on by her sword coated in sword energy.

"Look at that. A gangster bastard who knows how to use his aura."

"It's a power I learned from my father."

"Oh really? Your... no, I can't. This noona's heart is too soft to make father jokes."

Though she spoke jokingly.

Jo Sujin tilted her head as she observed Dmitri's movements, swinging the baseball bat, light for his size, with concise swings.

'He's fighting properly, better than I thought?'

The power and speed loaded in the bat.

It was clear that even without sophisticated techniques, he would have been smashing people's heads like watermelons.

Of course.

The story was a bit different in front of her.

Clang Clang Clang Clang!

After a light and flexible sword strike, Jo Sujin spotted an opening, slashed his side as she passed by, and exclaimed.

"Wow, look at that body."

How could the blade, even coated with sword energy, not cut deeply into his muscles?

"What, some kind of strengthened body characteristic?"

"Do you think I would tell you?"

"Don't then."

Dmitri Vasilev's characteristic was high-purity muscle enhancement.

'Extremely strengthened muscles become both a power source that creates a huge output and armor that protects the body from external strikes.'

Dmitri's tactics were concise yet powerful.

'You guys who have learned some swordsmanship talk about spacing, technique, and all that. But that's nonsense in front of me.'

He simply moved forward and swung his weighted attacks.

'You're basically like a wandering swordsman in a robe facing a knight in full plate mail wielding a mace.'

Crack.

Dmitri, gripping the baseball bat with superhuman grip strength, delivered a full-swing with all his might.

Whoosh!

Jo Sujin, who had lightly avoided it by stepping back, smiled with fighting spirit as the strong wind wildly scattered her hair.

'This bastard is pretty good?'

As expected of the Russian mafia.

They say all talented people flow into the underworld, and if the boss has this level of force, isn't it almost at the level of a quasi-warlord?

Jo Sujin acknowledged that the opponent before her had skills beyond her expectations.

But.

'If I fall to this level, it would be a waste of all the time I spent learning the sword.'

"Huff."

Jo Sujin held her sword upright.

"Hah!"

She advanced forward, springing her whole body like a bow, and executed a lightning-like thrust targeting a single point.

"Kuuk!"

Dmitri's expression contorted as he was stabbed in the solar plexus.

"Kukuku, it works?"

There were plenty of vital points with less and weaker muscles.

"That's good. Since you probably won't die easily, it means I don't need to hold back."

"Boss!"

Two executives quickly blocked Jo Sujin's path upon seeing Dmitri take damage.

"Oh?"

Jo Sujin, who had been laughing at how they were panicking despite putting on airs, snickered when she felt subtle magical energy from one of them.

"A Ma-in bastard was hiding here?"

"!"

"You had him hidden quite deeply."

"......"

The man who had been pointed out clenched his fist without answering.

"Why have you been so relaxed all this time?"

The other man asked.

"Are you confident even in a 3-on-1 situation?"

"Who said it's 3-on-1?"

Jo Sujin shrugged, and.

Clang!

Smack!

Attacks flying from behind smashed the two men into the wall.

"Senior Squad Leader!"

"We just arrived."

Seeing Kim Taesung and Su-hyeon, whose bodies bore traces of intense combat, Jo Sujin said.

"It's 3-on-3."

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The first move was Su-hyeon's.

Thud!

The Brigadier raised his cover to block the power jab thrown using his lower body.

Swish!

As soon as he confirmed that no rear hand was coming, he immediately grabbed Su-hyeon's collar.

Grab!

Su-hyeon, who didn't avoid and let his collar be grabbed, tensed his core in preparation for what would come next.

'Hmm? He's not using a technique?'

Puzzled by his opponent's reaction, which seemed to have a different intention, Su-hyeon sharply caught something flying from behind the man.

'A tail?'

Clang!

Su-hyeon blocked it by floating a Mana Shield in midair, twisted the opponent's wrist to free his collar, made him kneel, and planted a knee kick to his brow.

Smack!

'Hard.'

Su-hyeon's eyes lit up at the sensation of kneeing a stone wall.

Whoosh!

After retreating to avoid something that flew at him again, Su-hyeon nodded as if he finally understood.

"Lycanthrope, I see."

Crack.

A smooth chitin shell bulging over the skin.

A long, elastic tail with clearly defined segments.

Su-hyeon, who realized his opponent's identity, drew his Moonless Sword.

"Were-Scorpion?"

His opponent was a scorpion-human, rarely seen.

"A blade would be better."

"You think you can cut my exoskeleton with that piece of metal?"

"Well. We'll see."

Clang!

The man who blocked Su-hyeon's Flying Strike widened his eyes when he saw his exoskeleton being scraped away.

"What the hell!"

"It's quite soft for something you're so proud of."

"Bullshit!"

But Su-hyeon's sword energy and hardened shield were enough to cut and break the man's hard exoskeleton.

"Huk, huk!"

The Were-Scorpion, who had been thoroughly battered in just over ten exchanges, had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Kraak!"

He charged recklessly, swinging his tail to try to inject poison into Su-hyeon.

'Not happening.'

Slash!

Instead, the tail received a large laceration, nearly half cut off by Su-hyeon's Moonless Sword, which had predicted its trajectory.

"Damn it!"

The Were-Scorpion, feeling intense pain, backed away.

'Then I'll kill you with colorless, odorless poison!'

He shot formless poison from his tail, which he could only fire once.

However.

'There's something.'

Su-hyeon, who carefully observed the movement of the tail contracting and then suddenly directing its tip toward him, widely deployed a Mana Shield.

HISS!

'It was poison after all.'

Seeing the Mana Shield melting, Su-hyeon jumped into the sky, stepping on air.

Whoosh!

After launching a triple Flying Strike to slice up the Were-Scorpion's entire body.

"Aaak!"

He flew in with a single breath into the opening of the staggering man who was clutching his wounded areas.

Crack!

A body blow covered with a hardened shield struck the Were-Scorpion's solar plexus, making him collapse.

"Gurk."

"Target subdued."

Meanwhile, Kim Taesung, who ended up facing the Ma-in, mercilessly swung his claws to shred his opponent with no need to conserve strength.

"Uuuk, damn it."

His weapon was already cut in half, and fighting bare-handed wasn't making any difference.

The completely demoralized Ma-in faltered and backed away.

"Hup!"

Kim Taesung pretended to claw at the Ma-in again, causing him to raise his guard.

Swish!

He then made the opponent's legs give way with an outside low kick.

Tap!

Immediately spinning his body 360 degrees, he planted a picture-perfect spinning kick to the Ma-in's chin.

Crack!

Looking down at the Ma-in who collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, Kim Taesung turned his head.

"I've cleared up! Should I join you?"

"Oh, I'm fine, just help clean up those guys!"

"Understood!"

Whoosh!

Jo Sujin, who had sent Dmitri flying dozens of meters high with Sylph's wind, shouted.

"Hey! If you surrender now, I'll let you down gently!"

"Shut up!"

A bitter reply came back.

"Okay, I'll shut up~!"

The sword energy wrapping Jo Sujin's longsword emitted an even more brilliant light.

"Prepare yourself for a few more hits!"

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"Today we strike the Baumanskaya Brotherhood!"

At the declaration of the Triad branch leader, his subordinates raised their fists.

"Oooh!"

"Arrogant bastards. The peninsula is the territory of our Triad. It's not a place for Russians to covet!"

"That's absolutely right!"

"Today we will eliminate them and be reborn as the overlord of this Gyeongsangbuk-do!"

The branch leader shouted, proudly placing his hands on his waist.

"You there! What's most important in a fight?"

"Strike first for victory, sir!"

"Right! If we rush in like swift tigers and bite their necks, our victory is as clear as day!"

"The branch leader's strategy reaches the heavens!"

"Even if Zhuge Liang were to come back to life, he would ask to learn from the branch leader's strategy!"

"Kekekekeke!"

The branch leader laughed heartily and raised his fist.

"Let's go, comrades!"

The Triad brothers boldly and courageously launched a surprise attack in broad daylight.

"Look, the main gate is wide open! What is this if not evidence that the Ruskies have completely let down their guard!"

"Truly impressive!"

The Triad brothers, who entered the industrial complex like a ship sailing with a fair wind, had to doubt their eyes at the unimaginable sight.

"...Huh?"

In the midst of traces of fierce battle, familiar-faced mafia members were tied up like dried fish.

"E-Execution Force?!"

"Who are you guys?"

The branch leader, making eye contact with the 1st Unit who were sitting casually with their masks off, having gathered the Baumanskaya Brotherhood members in one place, let out a pitiful sound instead of an answer.

"...Hiccup!"