Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 485

[ The System and the owner of Heavy Strike Style have also acknowledged your outstanding thrusting skill and have decided to fully recognize your ‘One Strike.’ ]

[ As a result, your ‘thrusting’ has sufficiently earned the qualification to advance to a higher realm. ]

[ ■■ nods at your growth and blesses you. ]

[ ■■’s will dwells within Heavy Strike Style. ]

[ Some information in Heavy Strike Style changes. ]

[ You have mastered ‘Heavy Strike Style Form 2 - Ten Strikes (S+).’ ]

[ Your understanding of sword energy rises to a higher level. ]

[ Your sword energy grows stronger. ]

It worked.

He finally got it.

At last, he obtained it.

Ten Strikes—the next realm after One Strike.

'One Strike is one powerful thrust, and Ten Strikes is said to be ten thrusts condensed into a single blow.'

The next one, and the one after that, would be the same.

That was why Heavy Strike Style’s thrusting skill was also the kind of skill that could activate automatically as long as your will was sufficient, even without deliberately activating the skill.

'Hang Yu said Heavy Strike Style has only one technique, but that’s exactly why it’s more convenient and stronger.'

“Simple is best” wasn’t a phrase that existed for no reason.

Of course, it was a little disappointing that even after mastering Form 2 he didn’t get any bonus stats, but he was still satisfied, because now he knew exactly what direction he needed to train in.

'Still... that master of spear techniques—coolly acknowledging it and even blessing me even though I thrust with a sword instead of a spear.'

Maybe that guy was better than Su-ho had thought.

No—there was a very high chance that in reality, he really was kinder and more manly.

At least he didn’t drag things out while measuring and weighing everything like Shiva did.

'More than anything, he didn’t even properly tell me the results of the reward.'

Seriously, he was a guy Su-ho didn’t like in a lot of ways.

Of course, that didn’t mean Su-ho was going to say it out loud.

If he didn’t even properly tell him the reward results, then he was obviously the kind of petty, narrow-minded little bastard who’d get sulky over Su-ho grumbling, and what if he dragged out recognizing the next realm too?

Just imagining that already made him sick of it.

“Still....”

That was that, and this was this.

Right after earning Heavy Strike Style’s recognition with the Blood Sword, something came to mind that Su-ho wanted to check.

Snap!

When he flicked his finger, a boulder appeared before his eyes.

Su-ho walked up to it.

Then he tossed the Blood Sword aside and took a martial arts stance.

“Suup.”

He drew in a breath.

And then.

Kwaaaang!!

Su-ho quickly drove out a punch.

His fist shot forward like a bullet and sank into the boulder, immediately carving a massive crack into it.

At the same time, a system notification popped up.

[ Ten Strikes activates. ]

Grin—

Su-ho smiled as he looked at the system notification.

Because what he’d thought might happen had happened, just as expected.

'In the end, all streams return to one source.'

All flows ultimately return to one origin.

He learned Heavy Strike Style from a master of spear techniques, but the step that raised his realm wasn’t a spear—it was a sword.

He’d chosen a sword on purpose, because instead of being bound to the medium of a spear, he wanted to focus more purely on the root of Heavy Strike Style—thrusting itself.

That small realization made Su-ho’s thrusting one step stronger, and with that success as the basis, Su-ho, with a “maybe” in his heart, tried thrusting with a straight punch.

And Ten Strikes activated even with his bare fist.

'Which means, by returning to one origin like this, everything I think of as “thrusting” all falls under Heavy Strike Style.'

His expectation hit the mark, and Su-ho was able to confirm that he could now use Heavy Strike Style far more broadly.

Su-ho picked up the Blood Sword again and said,

“Alright. Then should we throw ourselves back into training now?”

Snap!

When he flicked his finger, the boulder turned black.

Now that One Strike had become Ten Strikes, he strengthened the boulder to match.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Su-ho’s blade tip pounded the black boulder without end.

*

“Tsura! At last, we did it!!”

“Tsuraaaaat!”

“Tsuraaaaat!”

“Tsuraaaaat!”

“Tsuraaaaat!”

The monsters’ roar.

More precisely, it was the roar of the lizardman legion—Suho-land’s regular army—and the Madagascar monsters that had been absorbed late.

They had finally completed the conquest of Madagascar.

They even finished the conquest far faster than expected.

Duke Grand General Il-yong roared out victory with dignity before the sight of tens of thousands of monsters, and the monsters under his command, lifted by morale, also screamed like mad as they followed Il-yong.

That was when it happened.

Shuuuuuk!

A tremendous concentration of mana.

A gigantic presence cast its shadow over Duke Grand General Il-yong.

The figure that revealed itself a moment later was none other than Su-ho.

“It’s the Great King!!”

“Tsuraaaaat!!”

“Tsuraaaaat!!”

“Great King!! Great King!!”

Su-ho’s appearance.

It wasn’t a coincidence.

He always checked the legion’s situation through Duke Grand General Il-yong.

So he appeared now, right on time.

Su-ho, making a stylish entrance, poured mana into his voice and shouted thunderously,

“Have you all won!”

“Waaaaaaaah!!”

“Yes!! We won!! We won!!”

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