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6 – Admission Test (2)

“As expected, this year is the best year ever. There are so many talented people gathered here.”

At the muttering of someone, everyone in the seat nodded.

Because it’s a fact without the slightest denial.

About 20 men and women were sitting in their seats and looking at a huge monitor.

Divided into dozens of screens, the excellent cadets in each group were projected, and the device next to it was updating scores and dropouts.

This is the director’s office located on the top floor of the academy.

It was one of the key institutions, often referred to as the president’s office.

“Hmm, you mean a hero after all? Great. To think that 3 or 4 people would fall out in one blow.”

“The power of a goddess is really different. It is strong enough to feel unreasonable.”

“Ugh, no matter how much the goddess protects you, in the end, the essence of your power is yourself. That’s just how strong she is. She can’t forget that.”

Unsurprisingly, the most popular place was Group A, where the hero Erina was placed.

Of course, it wasn’t the only place that drew attention.

“Eurika Heinrich’s vocal technique is also amazing. To say that she possesses so much divine power is that she is a saint appointed by the church after all.”

“Her movements are immature and slow, but most of them are knocked out on the spot just by firing [Divine arrows].”

“Initially, her positions are support and healer. Her excellence has been proven in that she can play both roles at the same time.”

Next is Group C.

“Doesn’t everyone see the Jounga’s second daughter? Look at that ridiculous witchcraft. It’s embarrassingly impossible for me to understand.”

“The Jounga are superhumans who exert mysterious powers through their lineage passed down from their ancestors. It is a natural category that ordinary people like us do not understand.”

The semifinals, which were divided into four groups, were performing worthy of their name.

Suddenly, it caught the attention of not only the instructor but also the old man sitting in the middle.

Weiguang Chen.

He was the president of Prunel Academy and a legendary Awakener with the nickname of ‘The Angry Sleeping Dragon’.

He swept his long beard and sighed at the man next to him.

“There is no need to evaluate them. These are children who have already gone far beyond the cadet level. That’s why I know that other places also placed tough people, but is that correct? Strong Castle Instructor.”

Kang Han-seong, who remained silent, nodded her head.

“Yes, President. All other groups had two or more people. Of course, they are talented people who stood out in the admission documents.”

“Hmm, to you, aside from those four, what do you think is the most interesting?”

“This is an insufficient opinion, but I personally think that the two people assigned to Group G would be the most interesting.”

At those words, the red-haired woman sitting next to her lit up her eyes.

Instructor Jegalin was in charge of magic and pharmacy within the academy.

“Oh, I’m curious about the cadet that Baekrang expects?”

“… With all due respect, please do not call me by that title.”

“Oh, sorry. So, Mr. White? Who is at G?”

“… These are Song Joon-ho and Hwang Bo-han, cadets.”

Chen Weiguang showed interest in the names of the two.

“If it is Hwang Bo-han, is he the son of Hwang Bo-han?”

“Yes, it is in the red. He said that he trained himself in martial arts and physical training.”

Hwangbo no marriage.

An S-class hero, commonly called King Kwon, his son, Hwang Bo-han, was the heir who resembled his father and inherited an excellent body and outstanding talent.

It was strange that he wasn’t strong because he had received enormous support from childhood.

“That, the child of the Song Family… I’m looking forward to it. First of all, it would be better to see the hero’s performance and then slowly evaluate it.”

Chun Weiguang spoke calmly as if there was nothing urgent, but he couldn’t because of the news that followed.

“Cho, President.”

“Um, what happened?”

“… The cadet who just went crazy… I was eliminated.”

“… !?”

All the instructors, including the president, couldn’t hide their surprised expressions at his words.

I hurriedly looked at Group G, and the name Hwang Bo-han was written in three letters on the list marked in red.

No, that wasn’t all.

Compared to the maximum number of 10 in other groups, more than half of the cadets in Group G were eliminated en masse.

Some instructors showed a puzzled look at the list that came up one after another as if someone had swept it.

“… What is this, that Cadet Song Joon-ho’s skills were this good?”

“It’s only been 20 minutes. No matter how great this is… “

Only Chen Weiguang exclaimed.

“Amazing, you mean his sword was this fast and fierce? It looks like you can’t cheat blood.”

“Well, that’s… It is not the performance of cadet Song Joon-ho.”

“… What? So, who the heck did it? Could there be any cadets holding hands?”

Tian Weiguang mentioned the possibility of a pincer attack.

Common sense aside, there’s no way it would fly in such a short time.

But even that was a good miss.

“No. It was all done by one cadet.”

“… What, who is that?”

The instructor, who was looking at the screen, swallowed dry saliva.

“I am Cadet Choi Si-woo, who is in the 410th place in the admissions rank.”

* * *

The boy stared blankly as if possessed.

The tangled gray hair was tangled like cotton balls, and the eyes were docile, giving him the impression of a man who couldn’t kill a young ant, but no one who knew his identity could say such a thing.

Junho Song.

A boy who inherited the blood of the Song family, who produced sword stars for generations.

Although he was not recognized as a proper member because he was born as an illegitimate child after a night of playing with fire, he could not hide his innate genius.

He was proud of his skills, having made endless efforts since childhood, and promised that he would not be embarrassed by anyone.

However, despite that promise, he was shocked the most since he was born.

‘… Just now, what was it?’

It was an instant.

No, would the word “Momentary” Be more appropriate?

I remembered what happened 10 minutes ago.

The destination was a dense forest.

The first person I met when I crossed that place was none other than Hwang Bo-han.

As soon as I saw it, I felt it.

The rumor that he is the son of the King of Power and a candidate for the next generation’s famous hero is not in vain.

That the man in front of me is strong.

The moment they intuited each other’s skills and were about to clash, a mysterious cadet suddenly appeared and kicked him.

If it had just ended with that, I would have done so.

If you have the ability to specialize in ambush or if you are killing the presence, it’s enough to lose the first attack.

However, Hwang Bo-han, who flew away screaming ‘Queee!’ Hwang Bo-han flew away, crashed into the rock next to it and passed out.

It is none other than Hwang Bo-han.

The strength of the body that radiates along with the innate vitality is an existence that even oneself cannot easily cut.

“What… “

He swallowed dry saliva.

In front of my eyes, I saw a boy who fit perfectly with the word scion.

He was one hand shorter than himself and had a slender body with hardly any muscles.

That’s why he couldn’t believe it even more.

‘A body like that could produce that much power?’

It didn’t seem to be strengthening the body using magic.

I didn’t feel the unique mana wave at all.

It was a time when I was naturally tense.

“Hey.”

“… !”

The boy who called him raised the corners of his mouth with a distinctly different impression from before.

“It’s been a while. Kid.”

“… Do you know me?”

“Yes, I know very well.”

There is no way you don’t know.

You’re my best friend.

I wiped my forehead that was glistening with sweat from running after dealing with the guys I encountered.

Then I saw Song Jun-ho, who flinched thinking he was attacking.

‘Bastard, I’m afraid.’

Even at this time, it seems that his timid personality is still the same.

“What are you doing? Are you here to meet each other? What are you bastards staring at blankly?”

He flicked his fingers toward Song Jun-ho, who was swallowing dry saliva.

“Come on, bastard.”

* * *

A gong sound resounded, and purple flashes flashed in the air.

The silent yet deadly sword scar caused massive scars around it.

A sword strike that anyone can say is clean.

Anyone who has some level of knowledge with swords will not hold back their compliments, saying that it is a wonderful combination of natural talent and hard work.

In the center of that place, Song Joon-ho, the master of swordsmanship, was swinging the boy in front of him ceaselessly with the momentum to put an end to it.

On the surface, he would think he was pushing, but the reality was quite different.

‘I can’t reach you at all!’

His sword was not doing any damage to Siwoo Choi.

Far from hitting properly, I couldn’t even brush his collar.

On the other hand, the opponent was moving one step faster and coping with his sword.

It must have been.

He knew how the sword would come before he even swung it.

A phenomenon that can occur because he sees through all sword paths and makes perfect responses.

It was practically playing in the palm of his hand.

‘Such nonsense… !’

The more he wielded Song Jun-ho, the more he felt like he was buried in a deep swamp with no end in sight.

f*ck!!!

“Kuk!”

In one instant, along with lightning-like body movements, a kick was inserted into the abdomen.

It was a simple yet deadly pain, like digging through the intestines with a well-sharpened spear.

My back naturally bowed.

I didn’t miss the gap and another hit hit the chin.

Song Joon-ho was tumbled backwards in an awkward way.

I finally felt the gaze looking down on me.

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“What are you doing? Did you come to sleep What are you doing without getting up and picking up the sword?”

“…… “

Playing with it.

I realized the difference in class that can only be said that way.

I couldn’t understand.

If the opponent was Erina, a hero with a reputation, she would have been convinced.

‘What the hell is that monster… what?’

Is he really the same age as you?

While Song Jun-ho’s body stiffened in shock and fear, Choi Si-woo, whom he was dealing with, shook his head in wonder.

‘You bastard… Why aren’t you doing your best?’

Did you get a stomachache from eating something that was spoiled?