Let's Clash (2)
Screaming madly, I dumped curses on that brainless male teacher.
"You.. you..."
The male teacher's expression was frozen awkwardly, a messy mix of anger and embarrassment.
"What the fuck! Speak up! What!"
I pressed my head against him.
"This bastard..."
As if he still had some pride as a man, he raised his thick arm at me.
"Kiing—"
A strange sound came out, and a faint light flowed from the fist he was gripping.
This male teacher must be an ability user whose body has been granted abilities, fitting his muscular, rugged physique.
I gripped the sword handle tightly with my right hand.
At any moment that fist moves—
I can cut it right then.
"Stop it."
With the homeroom teacher's one word, the air trembled.
Then, my hand holding the handle couldn't move as if caught by something.
"Teacher Lee! Your student is cursing at the teacher and responding! Can't you control your own class students?!"
My body stiffened, and thinking I was on his side, the male teacher started arguing with our teacher.
"Haa... shit."
The teacher pressed his forehead with his fingers, muttering that it's troublesome.
"Ya."
With burning eyes, he glared at the male teacher.
"What kind of teacher would try to stab abilities into a student who's angry at them."
"This.. this is!"
The light flowing from the fist disappeared, and the male teacher hurriedly made excuses.
Thud.
When the male teacher canceled the ability manifestation, the thing binding my hand also fell away.
I don't know what it is, but our homeroom teacher must be quite powerful with abilities.
To bind my arm without any warning.
"Anyway, Teacher Lee! I'm going to report this to the principal!"
The male teacher threatened our teacher with a click.
Indeed, does he know?
That the president's mother, who fully supports me, is the principal teacher.
You're dead, bastard.
I will definitely complain to the president.
Click.
Our teacher silently bit a monami ballpoint pen once and said.
"Ya. Don't do that, let's team up."
"Really, Teacher Lee! That's why..."
"It's not just teaming up, but let's have the class president or vice-president you brag about have a match and win against him."
The male teacher, thinking he had the upper hand, cut off his own words trying to scold in a strict tone and the teacher suggested.
"What?!"
The male teacher laughed "kuk kuk" as if he didn't hear well.
"No, Teacher Lee.. Are you joking? Our class president and vice-president are kids who have already completed and even received contracts from the large guild that came to find them. You want to have a match?"
The teacher silently bit the monami ballpoint pen once and spat.
"Really."
"Hahahaha!"
The male teacher laughed with a mocking face and said to me.
"What kind of swordsman is this bastard?"
I couldn't help but laugh at his mocking appearance.
"What the fuck are you talking about."
"You..!"
The male teacher's face reddened.
Those bastards like him always get provoked easily.
"If you hate me, then fight me."
I threw out a common curse and provoked again.
"This bastard...!"
As if boiling inside, he thumped his muscular chest and shouted.
"Alright! In exchange, if we win, don't say the mistake I made just now! Teacher Lee, I'll somehow make this bastard disciplined."
"Don't regret it."
Our teacher smiled wickedly and said to the male teacher as if he had caught him.
"Regret? Teacher Lee. Actually, Teacher Lee also hates this bastard, right? That's why you accepted this ridiculous proposal."
The male teacher, already confident he won, was boasting.
"Hahaha!"
I laughed.
I lose?
Of course not.
If my arms were cut off, maybe.
"Excuse me, uncle. With just one president, I can't beat you, so let's include the vice-president too."
I want to give the impression that I can win, even though I can't.
So that it's more satisfying to break him.
"What? Hah, I get it. This bastard is trying to make excuses that he lost already? Like this?"
The male teacher also laughed while looking at me.
"Ja-gang two-cheon."
We started mocking each other.
I felt a glance and turned around, seeing Violet looking at the male teacher with pity.
Yeah, Violet would know.
How strong I am right now.
"Alright! Then, uncle, I'll give you one more chance! I'll give you a chance to win once and lose once, so let's include the vice-president then!"
I proposed cheerfully.
"That won't happen, you little brat."
Growling, he dismissed it as nonsense.
Will he maintain that attitude even after the first match?
It's thrilling already.
"Ya. Don't back out after it's over."
Our teacher also seemed to predict the result and looked at the male teacher with a slightly pitying look.
"Back out? Don't back out, Teacher Lee. Since we have the badge here, let's start the match right away."
The male teacher took out a golden badge from his pocket and flicked one to me.
He snatched the badge in the air and attached it to my chest.
This is also a memory.
Seeing the badge that takes damage instead, I recall when I did the first class ranking match.
Back then, the class was surprised by my 'swordsmanship'...
What about this time?
Under the leadership of the male teacher and our teacher, the students made space for the match by moving far away.
"Go, Suhwan-ah."
A man wearing a black armband walked out from the male teacher's side.
From the holster he took out from the subspace and put on his waist, it seems the vice-president is a shooter.
"Don't hold back! Got it?!"
While grabbing Suhwan's shoulder who was expertly adjusting the holster, the male teacher said.
"Don't worry, teacher. Teacher, just keep your promises."
The guy who finished adjusting the holster by inserting the magazine casually took out his main weapon from the subspace.
A long-barreled rifle with a large scope attached.
The main weapon of that guy was the sniper rifle.
"Ya."
The guy named Suhwan who spoke to me facing me.
"What."
I answered indifferently, no particular ill will towards that guy.
Rather, it's pitiful.
He will lose to me.
"Don't be too heartbroken that you lost to me. You and I are just of different ranks."
Wow, shit.
Under that teacher, that disciple.
How do these bastards not think about losing?
The thought that it was pitiful just now is canceled.
Where does such muddypole confidence come from.
"From now on, three seconds later when the badge lights up, it's the start."
Our teacher, smiling as if he had predicted the result.
Yeah. Of course, I have to satisfy that expectation.
So, concentrate.
I tensed all the muscles in my body and fixed my eyes on the guy's body.
Hoo.
Exhaling deeply, I counted in my head.
3 seconds
I gripped the sword handle and silently looked at the finger on the trigger.
2 seconds
The guy's finger slightly bent.
1 second
The barrel slightly trembled and then stopped.
Found it.
That's the trajectory heading towards me.
Sparkle.
When the gold badge lit up and the barrel facing me was retracted.
I moved my body.
I pulled strength from the foot stepping on the ground.
I twisted my body and exploded power with my shoulder blade.
Through the amplification of power from shoulder to elbow to wrist.
Finally, the power touching the sword pulled out a sharp shin.
Swoosh—
A beautiful cutting sound echoed in my ear.
A beautiful sensation that proves 'I cut it' from the fingertips.
"Eh?"
Kim Suhwan staring blankly at me.
"What."
I smiled and looked at Suhwan.
"Want it?"
I shook the tip of the sword at him in a snap and provoked.
"How?"
Both the male teacher and Suhwan muttered in unison with a dumbfounded look.
The teacher and that disciple, not to mention, the same dumbfounded look staring at me.
"See and cut. That's it."
I recited the words I said in the first class ranking match.
Kuu! As expected, cool!
The first victim who was mixed in our class at that time came into my eyes by chance.
This guy was looking at Kim Suhwan, not me, with a pitying expression.
Yeah, even though we're in the same class, I should cheer for me.
While thinking that, the gunshot hit my eardrum.
Boom!
He shot the sniper rifle without any warning, cowardly.
But I had already noticed it with 'Gigan' a long time ago.
Swoosh.
I slid the spirit shield to the side and dodged the bullet.
But the bullet strangely slid and dug into my side.
"Huh?"
Homing shot.
Wow, he can even use that?
He really is skilled.
But that's about it.
Just the power.
Spin.
I spun the sword once and accelerated the rotation with the spirit shield.
Clang!
The bullet hit the sword blade exactly and was driven into the ground.
"Eh.. eh.."
Suhwan, who didn't think this would be blocked, is pitiful.
It makes sense.
It's a sniper rifle.
The gun with the highest bullet speed among all guns.
If there's a 'swordsman' who can cut this bullet casually from close range.
That Suhwan guy would see me as a 'monster'.
I slowly walked towards him.
Boom-!
He shot at me again, but I cut it casually without hesitation.
I slowly narrowed the distance.
The guy's face distorted with confusion.
Ah, this taste.
The expression when the pride of that guy full of arrogance is shattered.
It's so sweet.
But the guy's mask wasn't completely peeled off yet.
As he twitched and his pupils slowly calmed, it seems he still has 'one move' left.
So, don't be complacent yet.
Close.
When the distance to the guy narrowed to 3 meters, the guy's eyes sparkled and the expected 'one move' appeared.
The guy lifted the sniper rifle with a flash.
At the same time, the barrel split and light burst out.
Chag-chag.
The split barrel chewed up the light and quickly formed a new shape.
The new shape was.
A shotgun that has the strongest firepower in close combat.
Not stopping there, the guy's eyes turned bright red.
Bullet time.
The skill of a shooter that accelerates time.
Whoong-!
The guy shot the shotgun at me.
But that was just a moment for the guy.
Not stopping there, he pushed a slug bullet into the chamber pushed back by the impact and shot again.
Thinking it's not enough, he pushed one more slug bullet.
He poured three shots of shotgun at me.
The guy's eyes looking at me while pulling the last trigger were filled with the confident look of promising victory.
It's hard to cut this, no matter how much I am.
So.
I will cut it.
I gently supported my sword back and surrounded my whole body with wind spirit shield.
Using the spirit shield to spin my body and gently push up the hand supporting the sword back.
Swoosh.
The wind line surrounded around my body.
Spin.
I spun my body again and rolled up one line.
Again.
Again.
Again.
As the lines stacked, a huge storm was created.
The bullets coming towards me were naturally sucked in in front of the great wind power.
Spin-spin.
The bullets eventually rotated along the wind path I created.
Without cutting the wind rushing over my body, I stabbed the sword deeply towards the sky.
Boom-!
With an enormous explosion, the wind lines that enveloped me loosened and rose into the sky.
"Shit...."
Kim Suhwan muttering curses in front of me blankly.
The guy's gaze was towards the wind paths I shot into the sky.
"See?"
To Suhwan who was showing completely shattered and tattered emotions, I said with a smile.
"This is what 'rank' is."