The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 88 : Swift Thunder vs. True Thunder (4)

It's coming. The moment I thought that, the opponent had already arrived.

Swoosh!

A sharp premonition felt at the neck. I flattened my body. Muddy water entered my mouth. I rolled to the side as it was.

Slice!

A sword mark was visible on the spot where I had rolled.

I immediately pushed off the ground and pushed my body with all my might to launch it into the air. I could see the scene below.

The Storm Sword was bending his legs and raising his head. Thwack! He kicked off the ground. He flew straight up at me.

That speed was truly...

a gale.

It was a word that described the Storm Sword's free movements like the wind.

I raised my head. The Storm Sword was already positioned above me. He had his arm pulled back taut, and his muscles were bulging tautly.

Swift Thunder.

It was a word that described the Storm Sword's lightning-like sword strike.

The bent arm straightens, and the sword thrusts forward.

It was as if lightning was falling from the sky.

How could a mere human dodge the lightning falling from the sky?

Although I raised my sword, thud! The Storm Sword's sword pierced my shoulder.

I fell as I was. The Storm Sword's sword was still stuck in my shoulder. If the Storm Sword's sword were to get stuck in the ground like this, my movements would be completely restricted, and the match would be over.

I clenched my teeth and forcibly twisted my shoulder. The wound opened, and a flesh-cutting pain was transmitted. Normally, my concentration would have been dispersed by the pain, but now, the pain made me sharpen my concentration.

I rotated my body as it was and landed quickly on the ground. And I kicked off the ground to the side.

A gust of wind blew. I could tell without looking. It was the Storm Sword. A bolt of lightning struck. I immediately swung my sword.

Boom!

A shock that felt like my arm would fall off was transmitted. However, because of that, I was able to create a little more distance.

I used that gap to take a breath.

If I hadn't even had this moment, I would have already collapsed from lack of breath.

I focused all my attention on one swing, one step, one breath.

Rainwater entered my eyes. I blinked my eyes.

Swoosh!

The sword was in front of my eyes. I continuously kicked off the ground backwards. Thwack, thwack, thwack! The sword did not fall.

It was like a snake chasing its prey.

At that moment, the sword split into four. More precisely, the sword strike was divided into four. And it bent.

Four sword strikes flying in, occupying the north, south, east, and west. There was no space to dodge.

The fourth form of the Reversal of Heaven, the Reversal of the Situation.

Crackle.

Lightning qi flows through my body.

Swish.

I kick off the ground. I forcibly squeeze in and create a space. Slice! The four sword strikes graze my body and pass.

In my eyes, the figure of the Storm Sword, which had been hidden by the sword, was finally visible.

It was only by using the Reversal of the Situation that I had caught up to his speed.

He looked comfortable. On the other hand, I was feeling the nausea that was washing over me.

This domain was not allowed to me for long.

Soon, I would be thrown out of this domain.

The maximum time I could stay here was one breath.

The Storm Sword swung his sword. Another sword strike was approaching.

I took a full breath and swung my sword.

The third form of the Reversal of Heaven, the Left-Right Reversal.

Clang!

My breath, my strength was not enough. I could not completely deflect the sword strike. If this continued, my torso would be pierced.

But I had used up all my breath just now. My mind was getting hazy. I felt like I was sinking into the sea.

My whole body felt like it was shriveling up.

My eyes were gradually closing, but paradoxically, the wound on my shoulder woke me up.

I, in a state of breathlessness, folded the arm that was not holding the sword inwards and extended it.

The second form of the Reversal of Heaven, the Half-Pole, the One-Legged Crow.

A third of the form of the Twin Poles.

Although it did not reach the complete Twin Poles, it deflected the twisted sword strike.

A way out was visible.

I ran towards it with all my might.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, I took a breath. As the air entered my lungs, my fading consciousness gradually returned. And I quickly looked back.

Because the next attack would come.

But the attack did not come.

The opponent was just watching me. He was looking at me with a genuinely pitiful expression.

"Don't tell me that was all you had?"

I saved my words. I focused on taking in more breath to recover.

"If so, I'm really ashamed of myself for being nervous about you for even a moment."

Thud.

The Storm Sword moved again.

Flash!

I couldn't see what happened after that.

Stab!

An extreme pain coming from my side. My side was pierced.

"Cough!"

The breath I had barely gathered was scattering.

* * *

The Divine Monk, watching the fight unfolding before his eyes, wanted to run and help right away. But he knew all too well that he would only be a burden.

The opponent was stronger than he had thought.

He knew he had hidden power, but it was more than twice what he had imagined.

'He's strong!'

The Divine Monk, who had been watching the fight all along, now knew the opponent's identity.

-Cheon-a, greet him. This is the Divine Monk.

-Hello, my name is Namgung Cheon.

-It's a pleasure to meet you, I am the Divine Monk.

-Haha! Divine Monk, watch carefully! This child will make Namgung the number one family in the world!

The greatest genius in the history of the Namgung family, acknowledged by the previous Sword King.

However, he was only known to have left the martial world after a disgraceful incident one day, with a body that could no longer learn martial arts.

The child whom the previous Sword King had acknowledged had returned to the martial world, and as the previous Sword King had said, he was showing a tremendous talent.

Even he, with all his power, could not guarantee that he would win.

The Sword Emperor's child had been fighting well so far, but it seemed that his endurance would soon collapse.

The lightning-like thrust finally succeeded in piercing the body of the Sword Emperor's child, or more precisely, his side.

The Sword Emperor's child staggers.

The balance that had been barely maintained was broken.

The crack gradually spread.

Namgung Cheon did not let that gap go. He immediately dug in. Although the Sword Emperor's child was somehow holding on, it seemed it was only a matter of time before he was hit by Namgung Cheon's sword.

The Divine Monk clenched his teeth. The powder from his ground teeth was gritty.

The fact that he could do nothing in this important moment and just had to watch was so powerless.

He wanted to do anything.

One failure in the past was enough. The powerlessness of the past was enough.

Just once. He had gathered enough internal energy to use his mastery.

He had to help somehow with this.

The problem was who to use it on.

The enemy, Namgung Cheon, the rare genius born of the Namgung family?

Or the Sword Emperor's child, who was being pushed back?

The deliberation was short, and the Divine Monk immediately used his mastery. And he said.

"Empty it!"

* * *

The opponent was damn strong.

The fact that I'm alive now is almost a miracle.

I twisted my body to the side. The sword cut my hair and passed. It was a movement based purely on instinct.

The sensation in my arms and legs had long since disappeared. My head felt like it was going to melt, and my lungs felt like they were going to dry up.

And my body was moving desperately to live.

Roll.

I rolled on the floor again. The sword fell right in front of me.

Now, I didn't even have the strength to stand up. Nevertheless, I pushed off the floor and stood up.

It was just then.

"Empty it!"

The Divine Monk's voice was heard.

Someone is struggling to live, going through several near-death experiences, and someone is just watching comfortably from the side and shouting.

"I said empty it!"

What the hell am I supposed to empty! It would be nice if you said the subject.

"Empty it! And fill it up!"

Are you messing with me right now?

"Oh my! I'm so frustrated!"

Who's frustrated now? Am I, who was cut by the sword, frustrated? Or are you, who is watching comfortably, frustrated? Huh!

"It's not fun to play with you anymore."

I barely managed to take a breath in the newfound leeway.

The opponent, unlike me who was covered in mud, had clean clothes and a face.

An overwhelming difference in power.

I wouldn't have come here if I had known.

If I had known that the opponent was the Storm Sword, I would have just said, 'Die well, Divine Monk!' and lived comfortably in the deep mountains until I was old and shitting on the walls.

"Now I'll kill you, and I'll make that bald monk over there as a companion. No! I'll make all the people of Namgung your companions. So you won't be lonely."

"Fuck. Thanks a lot."

"Haha. Even in a situation like this, your eyes are not dead. If we had met as allies, I think we would have gotten along quite well."

"I guess so. At that time, I would have beaten you to a pulp."

"Come to think of it, I don't think we would have gotten along because of that mouth of yours."

"At that time, I would have beaten you to a pulp."

"Any last words?"

"Your mom!"

"I'll kill you!"

Phew... at least I feel refreshed.

I said what I had to say on my way out.

Yes, this is the way of a man!

The life of the cool guy, Yoo Jae-ha, ends here!

"I said empty it and fill it up!"

"Empty it, and fill it up! Is that so hard!"

That old man is still at it.

Crackle.

Lightning qi overflowed from the Storm Sword's body. Just looking at it made me feel like I was going to piss myself. Maybe no one would know if I pissed myself now. They would think it was rainwater, right? Hehe.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the Storm Sword kicked off the ground, the ground exploded as if gunpowder had gone off.

The sword, surrounded by lightning qi, reached in front of me in an instant.

Fuck... I really didn't want to die.

I wanted to live.

"Empty it!"

At the sound of the Divine Monk's voice, I recklessly emptied the internal energy in my great meridians.

Then, a thought came to me.

My current great meridians were in a state where three rings (∞) were intersected. And those rings were each filled with their respective energies.

And now, I have emptied the energy in the rings and released it outside.

The Storm Sword's pupils were two different, but they became stronger by twice when they took on the same form.

Then, if I also fill them with the same type of energy, won't I also! Become damn strong?

In my case, although my pupils don't change, it's enough if the result is the same.

The three rings are now in a state of having no energy.

I filled the three rings with only lightning qi.

I could feel my body being filled with lightning qi.

However, the remaining lightning qi was not enough to fill all the great meridians.

My hastily thought-out idea had ended here. It was just then.

Rumble, boom!

Lightning fell from the sky.

And right on top of my head!

The lightning qi that filled my great meridians in an instant.

I swung my sword.

Slice!

An arm soars up.

"That's right!"

The Divine Monk claps his hands and is happy.

"You bastard!"

The Storm Sword's eyes widened. He then let out a roar, and a sword strike that seemed to fill the front came flying. I deflected all of them one by one.

"I'll definitely kill you!"

The Storm Sword's energy was amplified once again.

Although I would have been trembling at that energy before, strangely, I didn't feel anything now.

I just had a stronger desire to test what I had just thought of.

"The Swift Thunder of the Gale! It's a technique that contains my final realization!"

As he had said, he himself became a storm, a lightning bolt, and rushed at me.

Lightning has yin lightning and yang lightning.

Nine out of ten of the lightning we see is yin lightning. And with a probability of only one out of ten, yang lightning falls.

The yin lightning qi located at the bottom of the clouds becomes a lightning bolt and is mostly consumed, and the huge yang lightning qi located at the top meets the yin qi on the ground and strikes down, a true lightning bolt.

I had consumed all the yin lightning qi in the previous exchange. And in the three great meridians, the yang lightning qi was full.

Crackle.

This is a situation where it is raining and thundering.

The yin lightning qi that had fallen from the sky was overflowing on the ground.

Swish.

I kicked off the ground.

The fourth form of the Reversal of Heaven, the Reversal of the Situation.

The 0th technique, True Thunder.

Slice!

The Storm Sword's head fell to the ground.

At the same time, darkness fell upon the world.

—

The Divine Monk hurriedly ran and caught the falling Yoo Jae-ha.

Soon, presences were felt from all directions.

The opponent was the enemy. Gulp. The Divine Monk swallowed his saliva.

And all the presences disappeared. A short while later, Eun Ga-yeong came walking with a blood-stained sword and a man on her shoulder. The Divine Monk finally relaxed.

"The enemy?"

"They're all dead."

"Then, is it over?"

"Yes."

The Divine Monk looks up at the sky. The rain had stopped, and the sun was rising.

The light that signaled the end of the vicious night was shining on the Namgung family.