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Nickname: Eom Gil-dong’s Right Hand.

He was far too skilled to merely consider himself a fan of Eom Gil-dong.

* Why is someone like you under Eom Gil-dong?

* Seriously.

* You'd be better than Eom Gil-dong if you started your own broadcast.

He knew it too.

He knew he was stronger than Eom Gil-dong.

“You don’t know a thing about Eom Gil-dong, do you? He’s an extraordinary guy.”

Even so, the reason he acknowledged Eom Gil-dong and called himself his right hand was because of Eom Gil-dong’s strong spirit and perseverance, never afraid of failure or defeat.

‘I once thought that a talented person could never be defeated by someone average.’

In reality, he had expertise in swordsmanship.

He believed that himself, and he had made swordsmanship his profession.

But that was a foolish misconception, a frog in a well.

There were many wells in the world.

Outside of that well, there were many strong individuals he had never known.

The technique he had painstakingly honed after a long period of fasting and practice was observed with interest by someone, who, in less than ten seconds, had perfectly copied it.@@novelbin@@

* This way seems better to use, doesn’t it?

* !!!

* Right?

* Did you just… copy my sword technique?

* Yep. It was fun. A pretty interesting technique. Sometimes it’s not bad to join tournaments like this just for fun. Oh, and by the way, that’s a compliment.

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