The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

Crack.

Blood Flame.

A flame that seemed to be made of blood.

It poured out from Abel’s sword. A power that substitutes for sword qi.

Abel also possessed it.

‘These crazy guys.’

My students, whatever it is, can counter sword qi.

The sword qi can be obtained in the highest realm; they all have countermeasures.

Yoo Eunchae, who countered it, was a bit special.

She blocked the thing called Blood Flame with the body of her gun.

Clash!

Surprisingly, the body of the gun was undamaged.

‘Is it like a divine artifact?’

A power almost mythical in this place. Yoo Eunchae blocked Abel’s attack and leaped backward.

And then she aimed her gun at Abel.

“Deactivating non-lethal mode. Brilliant Blazing Fire, Incendiary Bullet, Fervent Flame, Double Bombardment. Apocalypse’s Magic Bullet.”

Something.

Something about the elements that make up Yoo Eunchae seemed to be changing.

‘Is it her changing traits?’

It’s fascinating to see it this way.

I can’t even see it with my Heavenly Eyes.

‘It doesn’t seem like there’s a lock on it.’

Is it some higher-dimensional power that can’t be seen right now?

Tadadadada!!

Yoo Eunchae fired at Abel. Dozens of bullets, all wrapped in flames, flew towards Abel.

Tadadadang!!

Abel reacted. He deflected all the gunfire with his sword. Then, he began to block the gunfire using the blood around him.

“You’re already using up so much blood? Haven’t you properly inherited the True Blood yet?”

“You don’t need to worry about me. Soon, this sword will be lodged in your neck.”

“Hmph, my bullets will be lodged in your body even faster.”

Yoo Eunchae stopped shooting and stretched out her hand towards Abel.

She spread her index and thumb with her hand to form a gun shape.

Click.

Then, a massive gun barrel revealed itself from behind her.

Oh?

I exclaimed reflexively in admiration.

That power is better than I thought.

Magic bullet.

But there was a strange power imbued in it.

The will to destroy.

It was submerged in that thing.

However, more than that, there was another more intense trait.

It’s unavoidable.

I had that intuition the moment I saw it. Perhaps it has a power similar to sure-hit.

“Since last time, no, from the very beginning, I didn’t like you, you damn lolicon.”

“…”

Abel flinched for a moment.

Vampire princess? Ah, was he the one behind Abel when I first saw him?

“To regard my feelings for the Vampire Princess in such a manner…!”

“What are you saying, you lolicon? Bring it on.”

“You’ll regret saying that for a long time!”

Darkness began to envelop Abel’s body.

And Yoo Eunchae started staring intently at Abel. The sunset-colored eyes caught Abel.

But these guys.

‘Did they forget I exist?’

I’ve never been told I lack presence before.

“Die!!”

“Please die!!”

Right before Abel and Yoo Eunchae collided.

I decided to intervene.

“Huh?”

“Eh?”

In my hand, a blue energy formed. The Soul Origin Qi is too much. It’s a power that destroys the opponent.

And when using the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique, it’s the most superior power.

‘No need to go that far.’

Ssssssst.

The blue energy formed.

Moonlight.

The power used before Soul Origin Qi formed in my hand.

I moved my hands as if drawing a yin and yang symbol.

Flowing Sky.

My blue energy twisted the attacks of Yoo Eunchae and Abel.

The sure-hit effect of the magic bullet and Abel’s blood flame headed in opposite directions.

“What?!”

“What is this…”

Yoo Eunchae and Abel looked at me with incredulous expressions.

“I can tell that you two consider each other enemies.”

The murderous intent a moment ago was almost genuine.

The magic bullet used by Yoo Eunchae penetrated several buildings, and Abel’s blood flame was filled with murderous intent.

“You can do whatever you want outside, but don’t fight in front of me.”

“No, that’s…”

“Teacher… It seems like you want to make us get along somehow, but we are a bit…”

“No, I don’t. It’s just because cleaning up after you is bothersome.”

“…”

“…”

The two fell silent.

But there’s something more important than that for now.

“Yoo Eunchae. What were you stealing here?”

“…I’m planning to raid the master of the Viper Gang here. Because of Abel’s warning letter this time, the boss of the Viper Gang has brought in someone he shouldn’t have.”

Someone he shouldn’t have brought in?

Abel and others might call Yoo Eunchae a troublemaker, but I know there are valid reasons behind Yoo Eunchae’s actions.

This place is the world within the game where Yoo Eunchae messed up her life in her previous life.

Then, most of what she does must be close to being right.

‘Although it’s not an unconditional answer.’

According to Yoo Eunchae, the person the Viper Gang’s boss has brought in now must be very dangerous.

I looked at Yoo Eunchae.

“Why? Have you suddenly fallen for me or something?”

“…”

Regardless of her absurd tone or madness,

I’ve become more certain about what I’ve been thinking since before.

‘No matter how much I think about it.’

The regressor, Seon Woohyeon.

And the Celestial Gods mentioned by that Insect Dragon King.

And Yoo Eunchae.

There is a special causal relationship there.

The regressor.

There was a question of why the Celestial Gods created the regressor.

But knowing the existence of Yoo Eunchae, I also think it’s quite a good method.

‘With a high probability.’

The regressor, Seon Woohyeon, is bait.

The Celestial Gods gather their power to turn back time and return.

But everyone else knows.

Turning back in time, the events that will happen will happen.

So, throwing Seon Woohyeon as bait and investing power in Yoo Eunchae is highly probable.

‘Sly ones.’

The regressor will eventually cause trouble but won’t be able to solve it.

Because the speed at which the opponent causes events will grow tremendously faster than becoming stronger oneself.

‘And in the meantime, they’ll raise Yoo Eunchae.’

It’s quite a decent strategy.

I would have sliced those celestial gods to pieces if it were me.

‘The plan itself isn’t bad.’

Especially if it’s about the survival of the world.

It’s just that being on the receiving end feels quite unpleasant.

“So, is that the end of why you came here?”

“…Hehe, that’s…”

Just as Yoo Eunchae was about to say something.

Boom!

The building shook. An ominous power was felt. Abel urgently asked.

“Who exactly is this person we shouldn’t have drawn in?”

“That’s the evil…”

Before Yoo Eunchae could finish.

A man appeared at the entrance.

The man had a robust physique at first glance.

Contrary to being called someone who shouldn’t have been drawn in, the man’s eyes seemed somewhat clear as he looked at us.

“…What, why is the Sword Saint here?”

“What? Do you know who I am?”

Thwoong.

Sword Saint leaned a greatsword as tall as himself against his shoulder.

His aura changed.

It was different from the mediocrity that had been present until now. I felt it the moment I saw him.

‘Is he the real deal?’

The one called Sword Saint scanned Yoo Eunchae and Abel, and then his gaze fixed on me.

“You don’t look like a criminal? The flow of your qi is pure.”

“Can you tell that too?”

“Hmm… Think of it as related to my Unique Trait. But, you seem different from those kids who go around claiming they’ll rule the back alleys these days.”

“I seem different?”

“It’s because you don’t seem to be obsessed with such trivial matters.”

The confident words of Sword Saint.

That thought crossed my mind.

This guy must have used some trick to figure out my identity.

‘He’s got some tricks up his sleeve.’

I quietly observed him.

Can I win?

‘My condition is perfect.’

My body is in good shape.

Enough to freely use the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

However, I frowned when I scanned him.

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique is a martial art created to capture beings who have reached a higher realm than me.

Like Lukan or Maria, I saw before.

Compared to them, he was embarrassingly well-developed.

‘His basics are quite solid.’

If it appeared so to my eyes, then this guy must be quite something.

Was it because all the opponents I had faced so far had been weaklings?

He wouldn’t die with just one hit like them.

There was no reason for us to fight.

The Sword Saint was convinced we were not the culprits, and I also had the power to fend off the Sword Saint.

‘But he doesn’t seem to want to let us go.’

The Sword Saint’s eyes were firm.

And they seemed to blaze with fire.

“Full of intent to fight, aren’t you?”

“You’re the same.”

“Ah, I was reminded of your swordsmanship. Unfortunately, you don’t use a sword?”

“I’m good at everything, but I don’t want to trample on sprouts growing by losing with a sword.”

“Hehe.”

The Sword Saint laughed hollowly with eyes that seemed eager to fight while wearing a complicated expression—as if questioning why he should be considered a sprout.

I said to Yoo Eunchae.

“Do you need anything to prepare?”

“… I can do it alone.”

“Well, you seem to have a talent for figuring things out, if nothing else.”

“What?!”

I was sincere. Yoo Eunchae had an incredible talent for unraveling things.

Comparable to a god in a previous life.

“But do we really have to fight?”

“Look at that guy’s eyes. He has the look of wanting to fight no matter what.”

He’s a born warrior.

Those who prioritize their martial arts training over their death or the well-being of others.

He’s not exactly like those guys, but his temperament is similar.

If anything goes slightly wrong, he’s the type to end up that way.

“So you just shake it off, and I’ll wait quietly.”

After telling Yoo Eunchae, I looked at Abel.

“Do what you were going to do. Just leave her to do her own thing.”

“…Yes, please be careful.”

“What for.”

I chuckled at Abel’s words.

It’s not something to be careful about.

I looked ahead.

The Sword Saint was still looking at me.

“Is our discussion over?”

“Yes. Thank you for waiting.”

“What for. It’s better that way so that you can show your true intentions without any trivial matters.”

Thud.

He lightly lowered the greatsword and took a stance.

Raising both hands, the tip of the greatsword was pointing at me.

‘A swordsman who primarily uses a strong sword.’

And it seemed he was using a heavy sword.

‘Interesting.’

I extended my hand forward and flicked my fingers.

“Since you’ve given way, I’ll yield the first move.”

“How arrogant. But you have the right to be.”

Kwoong!

As I stepped on the ground, it cracked like a spider web.

An immense aura was felt from him.

Was it Sword Saint?

Whistle..

I found myself whistling unknowingly.

None who claimed to yield the first move had ever shown their full strength.

In an attempt to preserve their pride, most of these types engage in a probing battle.

But this one didn’t do that.

He just held his sword.

And struck down with all his might.

Kwooong!

I felt something like gravity pulling me. It’s heavy. Not just a sense of pressure but real gravity trying to smash me into the ground.

‘It’s roughly 30 times heavier.’

At the same time, the giant sword was trying to strike me down.

‘Avoiding it is difficult.’

I don’t want to avoid it. I clenched my fist.

Soul Origin Qi.

A grayish power dwelled in my fist. The Soul Origin Qi, rising like a mirage, dwelled in my fist.

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

Soul Crushing Strike.

Crrraaaasssh!!

When the giant sword and the Soul Crushing Strike collided, a tremendous shockwave followed.

“Indeed.”

The Sword Saint softly marveled.

‘Two steps back.’

With the strike a moment ago, the Sword Saint took two steps back.

However, my body was not intact either. The sword strike resonated through my hand, trying to shatter my entire body.

‘Great Sky Dancing Divine Mantra.’

But my body regained the Heavenly Martial Body. Just let it flow.

I looked ahead.

The Sword Saint was looking at me as if he found it amusing.

“Huh.”

I rushed forward. At the same time, the Sword Saint moved. He lifted the giant sword once again.

This time, the pressure was stronger than before.

‘Interesting.’

A circulating structure.

And a sword technique that becomes stronger as it attacks in succession.

A slow start.

It takes some time to gain momentum, but it becomes endlessly strong once it does.

“One more time.”

The cool voice of the Sword Saint.

The sword strikes down once more.

It felt as if a great mountain was pressing me down directly. A proof of complete control over one’s mind.

These types are troublesome.

They attack freely from a medium distance as they wish. They are accustomed to controlling the flow of the fight.

Indeed, quite capable.

Different from the weaklings I’ve met before.

The Sword Saint seemed very skilled at controlling the flow. If this flow continued, then the Sword Saint would have a complete advantage.

However, the Sword Saint didn’t know.

Such a situation was also advantageous for me.

The method of fighting the opponent is most confident in.

Destroying it head-on.

Woo, woo, woo!

Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique began to roar softly.

It seemed to tell me to destroy the tricks wielded by Sword Saint.

‘Then, as always, I must destroy it.’