Yoon-seok decided not to visit his mentor, Cheon-ma.
Heavenly Reign, Traverse, Black Cloud Perforation Sword, Sword In Heart. In addition to these four techniques, he also learned the rest of the four techniques. Nevertheless, he couldnât use the other four. It wasnât anyone but his fault. Finding her in this situation wouldnât do anything but waste both their time.
FurthermoreâŚ
âI have to find my way.â
Yoon-seok had a hunch. To go over the wall one step further, he couldnât follow her path.
âLetâs think about it.â
The principles are regarded as the foundation of martial arts. Most tactics mixed these basic principles and applied them with their interpretation. That was what Yoon-seok did in the past when he finally succeeded by mixing all eight basic tricks with the desire to reach a new state.
And looking at what Yoon-seok named the Eight-colored Sword, Cheon-ma commented:
âCertainly, even in my eyes, the sword has infinite potential.
And she asked him to experiment with it thoroughly. She was looking forward to seeing if she could find and balance his color.
ââŚâ
And the color Yoon-seok found was gray. Something neither good nor evil. It might seem to someone that it was neither this nor that, but Yoon-seok accepted himself. It was not biased toward either side, but sometimes shaking or bending without changing its essence.
In a way, he thought it was the most human color.
âWhat about now?â
Yoon-seok put the sword energy from that time in his blade. It was a little darker, but it was still gray.
âMaybe thatâs whyâŚâ
In addition to the eight basic principles, there were tens of thousands of advanced principles out there. However, they were closer to the perspective of interpreting these basic principles.
Cheon-ma surpassed her wall with the aspect of Demon, Heavenly Buddha mastered them with the aspect of Buddha, and Sword Saint Lee Hyun-hak opened a new path with the enlightenment he gained from seeing Purple Sky.
âThen what am I?â
Demon, Buddha, Purple Sky. It was hard to see these concepts as simple principles. Rather, it would be closer to referring to elements, and to be precise, it meant the identity of the Moorim people. And Yoon-seok thought he was a Demon.
ButâŚ
âBecause I am not one, I canât use the techniques in the second halfâŚ.â
An unexpected interpretation popped out. Unlike then, Yoon-seok could understand himself more objectively.
âNo matter how much I think about it, we are different.â
He used black sword energy like Cheon-ma, but that was only the influence of his skill. If he was looking for the actual color, it was the gray he saw earlier.
ââŚâ
If Cheon-ma was an absolute demon that reached the sky and looked down on everyone with arrogance⌠he was closer to a human-looking up at the sky in anger.
*Evolution: You are no longer a human being.
Although New Human looked at him and said he was no longer human, the fact he was certainly of humanity hadnât changed. He wasnât absolute, so good was needed, and evil was needed.
âLetâs admit it. I canât be like her.â
He was lucky to obtain Heavenly Body, so he was able to use the tactics of Heavenly Sword. But in the end, that was only half of it. Maybe that wouldnât be the case if Heavenly Buddha didnât intervene and he reached the end of Cheonma-dong. But.
âBut that doesnât mean that the road is blocked.â
Only the road to the Heavenly Demon was blocked.
Yoon-seok decided to empty everything and go back to the beginning and fill it up from there.
âTo do that, itâs right to throw away the Heavenly Sword first.â
In that sense, Yoon-seok decided not to use the Heavenly Swordâs first four tactics anymore. It was a little funny to say that he wouldnât use them. All he did was imitate.
âClothes that donât fit my body.â
Yoon-seok abandoned his regret and pity.
What were the right clothes for him?
âThere canât be such a thing.â
He smirked. It was impossible to find just because he was looking for it. That was whyâŚ
âI have no choice but to make it myself.â
Yoon-seok returned to the start. He remembered the time when he first learned about swordsmanship.
ââŚI was quite lost.â
The beginning was Two In One, where the sword and the body become one and cannot be differentiated. At that time, it wasnât easy for Yoon-seok, even though he was already feeling comfortable with his sword. However, he found the answer by looking at Cheon-maâs almost living sword.
First, he saved his dying sword. Then, integrated the living body and sword. By doing soâŚ
Whooosh-!
Fatal Sword Energy. His bodyâs magic was captured in his blade for the first time. Of course, it wasnât the perfect Fatal Sword Energy. There was also the next stage of infusing himself into his weapon. HoweverâŚ
âDid I not complete the first step properlyâŚ?â
Yoon-seok realized. Two In One, the foundation for a swordsman hadnât yet been completely achieved.
The unity of the sword and body. The unity of sword and spirit. Even though these two were achieved, the next stage was still left.
âOtherwise, I wouldnât have been blocked along the way.â
Yoon-seok struck the wall from afar using Dimension Muscle. Then, he held his sword and repeated the same action. But the sword couldnât slice through it at all. It wouldnât have been an issue to cut through if his sword had reached the same level as his body.
âWhat was the problem?â
It was clear. His body and his sword werenât properly united.
ââŚI didnât do it properly then and moved on.â
The dying sword was saved. As a result, it was possible to put magic in the blade like a living body. But it wasnât the real Two In One. He only filled the minimum conditions to use his magic.
âNot even a part of my body. It has to be like my body, in a literal sense.â
Even if he moved like the sword was a part of his limbs, it didnât mean they had become one.
Blood flowed through the body, bones, and muscles. Like these things, Yoon-seok should feel it as one with his body.
ââŚIs it possible?â
Yoon-seok hadnât even heard of this from Cheon-ma. In other words, it meant this was a state that no one had been to. Of course, it might be meaningless. But, Yoon-seok felt the need to give it a try.
Yoon-seok abandoned his doubts and began to train.
Whoooosh-!
Iâm the sword, and the sword is me. My sword, blood, bones, and muscles. Yeah, sure enough.
Time flew by without much outcome. However, instead of feeling impatient, Yoon-seok did what he had to step by step with the help of a useful tool to make up for the shortcomings of time.
*Focus Potion â The flow of time increases by ten times over six hours when taken. The focus potion effect disappears during battle.
Price: 100 LP.
This potion sold in the achievement store was considered useless because it couldnât be used in combat. But whenever Yoon-seok had time, he gulped one down and increased the efficiency by linking Yin & Yang to maximize concentration.
âThink.â
What is the difference between the human body and the sword? He couldnât control every part of his body at will, so why couldnât he become one with a sword that could move however he wanted? No, is it because of that?
Then what should he do?
âThink.â
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Since this body was a new body made by the Tower, this sword was a reconstructed material by the Tower. From a larger point of view, there didnât seem to be much difference. Although there was a stark difference between organic and inorganic substances, the work of integrating the sword and the spirit had already been completed.
But why didnât it work?
âThink.â
Oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, sulfur, sodium, chlorine, magnesium, iron. The fragile human body consists of dozens of diverse elements, and there was only a slight difference in ingredients. The same went for this sword in his hand.
âCollide and break. And melt into the mold and collide again! Thatâs the life of steel.
As the King of Steel said in the past. Two completely different blades were put in the same furnace, melted, and clashed together. Then, what should he do when the human body tries to become one with the sword?
âThinkâŚâ
There was no answer. ButâŚ
As always, Yoon-seokâs body understood the difficult things first, not his head.
ââŚ?â
Dimension Muscle went beyond space. In addition, Yoon-seok made it his first goal to have the ability of Dimension Muscle go into the sword he held. He thought it would be objective evidence that he completely achieved Two In One. So he continued to develop new theories and repeated his attempts.
But it had been the same so far. No matter how hard he tried, the sword couldnât cut through space up until now.
Blink.
Yoon-seok quietly closed his eyes and reopened them. Unlike the left hand that jumped over space and touched the wall, the sword he held in his right hand was still there. However, if he didnât imagine itâŚ
ââŚIt went in?â
It was only a little, and even that was rejected quicklyâŚ
Just now, the tip of his sword ignored all sense of physical distance and touched the wall.
ââŚâ
Yoon-seok clenched his fists.
âI didnât get it wrong.â
How was this possible? Even after doing it, Yoon-seok wasnât sure how. But all that mattered was it worked. Heâd done it once, so heâd do it twice.
âLetâs try.â
Yoon-seok kept trying, abandoning his attempts to rationalize or find reasons. Come to think of it; it was always like that. Rather than understanding first, he learned most things with his body.
âNo. It wasnât like this before.â
Yoon-seok paid utmost attention to his senses as he worked. Eventually, he tasted a second and third success. The more he tried, the more the information and experience engraved in his body increased his success rate.
âYeah, this is how it feelsâŚâ
He repeated it countless times.
âItâs fun.â
It felt like the first time wings grew from his back in the {Demonify} state.
Tuk.
The sword touched the wall, and that sensation transmitted to his brain through the swordâs tip, not through his fingertips. When Yoon-seok closed his eyes and focused, he could feel something wriggling under the iron. It felt like blood was flowing through the sword handle.
ââŚâ
With euphoria washing over his body, Yoon-seok was convinced. He didnât think this alone could reach Cheon-ma or the Heavenly Buddhaâs levelâŚ
At least he had the right to be on the same line.
Should he call it the real Two In One? Regardless, Yoon-seok, who pioneered a new state, wasnât satisfied. He still had a long way to go.
This was only the starting point.
âLike Heavenly Sword, I have to make my style.â
However, Yoon-seok no longer felt hopeless. Rather, he was full of motivation to keep at it.
Yoon-seok grabbed his sword again and lifted it. Then-
ăGet ready. The duel will begin soon.ă
A familiar message appeared.
âTime has already flown pastâŚâ
The timer was pointing to zero. He was so focused that he wasnât even aware five more days passed even after the penalty.
âI had something to do when the penalty was overâŚâ
He did feel frustrated. He didnât even use the points earned from the last duel. ButâŚ
Wiggle.
Seeing the sword that seemed somehow alive, Yoon-seok was confident.