Cheon Hwi, rarely flustered, fell silent for a moment.
How should he respond to this?
He was pondering this question as he carefully selected his words.
It was nice that a corporate-level streamer had come to visit.
Just the fact that she appeared would help with word-of-mouth, which could attract more viewers early on.
However, this also marked the first real crisis for his broadcast.
Corporate streamers typically have a loyal fan base and significant influence, so if things went wrong, it could lead to his broadcast falling into decline.
With this in mind, he had planned to be as polite and friendly as possible, hoping to build a good rapport.
But…
“What’s with Choa’s voice? Kekekeke”
“Kekekeke So cute!”
“Look at our big shot, he froze up in surprise Kekekeke”
With such reactions, he wasn’t sure how to respond at all.
“Ahem… Anyway, let’s get to the point.”
Clearing his throat to shift the atmosphere, Cheon Hwi moved on to the main topic of conversation.
He thought it was better to move past the awkward mood as quickly as possible and start a more constructive conversation.
“Did you say you wanted martial arts consultation?”
“Yes, yes! I was watching your NewTube videos, and you’re so skilled with a sword, I wanted to ask for your guidance…”
Since his return to Earth, Cheon Hwi had been enjoying various internet content as a hobby.
Naturally, he watched many broadcasts on the Trizik platform, and among them, Choa’s broadcasts made up a significant portion of his viewership.
“I’ve watched some of Choa’s broadcasts before, so I more or less know why you’re here. Do you have any training videos saved?”
“I have some videos posted as training diaries on my NewTube channel.”
“Then, let’s start by checking out those videos.”
Cheon Hwi smoothly retrieved his smartphone, which had been floating in mid-air, and quickly found Choa’s NewTube channel.
He opened the ‘Training Diary’ playlist.
After switching the broadcast’s screen settings from camera mode to screen capture mode, the stream no longer showed the mountain valley and Cheon Hwi’s image but instead displayed the NewTube playlist on the smartphone.
“You should check out the most recent videos.”
“Let’s do that.”
It wasn’t feasible to check every single video in the playlist.
So, Cheon Hwi changed the sorting method and started playing the most recent videos, one by one.
In the video, a blonde woman with distinctive red eyes, Choa, was seen furiously sweating as she practiced.
In the video, Choa took a step, twisting her body axis, and using the power generated by the rotation of her joints, she swung her sword with all her might.
Whooosh, the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air was followed by Choa’s exhale.
Isn’t she pretty good?
Yeah, her movements all seem clean.
Is there a difference between a regular person and an awakened one?
Seems like it? Choa says all the time on her broadcast that her swordsmanship is bad.
At first glance, the strike appeared clean.
However, Cheon Hwi, spotting numerous gaps and errors hidden within what seemed like a flawless movement, furrowed his brows.
After reviewing about ten videos, Cheon Hwi switched the broadcast settings back to their original state.
The broadcast now showed the forest clearing and Cheon Hwi once again, and viewers immediately began flooding the chat with questions.
So, what do you see, master?
Let’s hear an expert’s opinion.
Please help Choa with her swordsmanship…
As expected, since she was a corporate streamer, there were many viewers in the chat who frequently watched Choa’s broadcasts.
Many people enjoyed the rare situation of a big-name streamer coming to a small broadcast to ask for advice, but there were also a good number of viewers cheering Choa on.
She had already achieved a comfortable lifestyle as a streamer but had recently begun chasing her dreams again after briefly feeling defeated by real-world challenges.
Her ability to turn that struggle into content was what made her stand out in a sea of content on Trizik.
Of course, Cheon Hwi was also one of the many people supporting Choa’s journey.
After all, striving toward your dreams was always something worthy of praise.
“I think I have a rough idea now.”
With a smile, Cheon Hwi moved the camera into place with a wave of his hand.
Then, he pointed his index finger toward the screen, holding it straight like the number one.
“There’s just one fundamental problem.”
“Just one?”
“There’s just one problem?”
Wasn’t the issue that Choa mentioned in her broadcast one that had been pointed out dozens of times?
Let’s hear the rest of what the master has to say before jumping to conclusions.
Choa and the viewers, who had expected Cheon Hwi to list off various issues, were now puzzled.
After all, Choa herself had been criticized numerous times at the academy, and she had frequently aired her frustrations on the broadcast.
The Hunter Association’s academy, which is established and managed with government support, has instructors who should never be underestimated.
Though many of the instructors are retired hunters, they have been selected because of their extensive experience and skills.
These are the top professionals who can easily handle two or three people on the field.
So, when Cheon Hwi, after only watching a few videos, confidently declared that there was just one problem, viewers were naturally skeptical.
What’s going on with him all of a sudden?
This could get him into a lot of trouble if he’s not careful.
What Cheon Hwi said was brief, but the impact would not be small.
He was essentially saying that his judgment was superior to that of the academy’s instructors, and he was publicly declaring that the instructors had been wrong.
Could his words cause a controversy?
Seeing the worried viewers, Cheon Hwi let out a small chuckle.
“It’s not that big of a problem. The academy instructors are highly skilled, so they likely pointed out everything, from the spacing of your steps to the timing of applying force and balancing.”
“Y-yes, that’s right!”
Choa responded quickly, surprised by how casually Cheon Hwi spoke.
These were the same points she had heard repeatedly during her time at the academy, and they had long since become a source of frustration for her.
“So, why do you think these problems happened? Have you ever thought about that?”
“Umm… lack of practice?”
“Wrong.”
Cheon Hwi immediately rejected her answer without any hesitation.
Martial arts posture and techniques are perfected through repeated practice.
While Choa offered a basic explanation based on common knowledge, Cheon Hwi was quick to dismiss it, signaling that her answer was incorrect.
And then, calmly, he stated the answer.
“The swordsmanship itself doesn’t suit you.”
“…What?”
What does that mean?
Is he saying the academy taught the wrong things?
Is this going to cause a controversy?
The chat exploded, rising like a wildfire at Cheon Hwi’s words.
Perhaps due to the growing word of mouth, the number of viewers quickly surpassed a thousand.
Ignoring the chaotic flood of chat messages, Cheon Hwi continued his explanation firmly.
“The swordsmanship taught at the academy is certainly efficient. It eliminates unnecessary flourishes and is structured with practical movements. In terms of completeness, it’s undoubtedly excellent.”
The academy likely made efforts to ensure that anyone who learned the sword could achieve a certain level of skill, considering everything from skeletal differences based on gender to various body types.
However, Cheon Hwi continued, “Despite that, the sword doesn’t fit Choa’s body.”
“It doesn’t fit my body…?”
“Exactly. It’s like forcing yourself into clothes that don’t fit. It’s the result of getting the first button wrong. No matter how much effort you put in, the outcome will always be unsatisfactory.”
The voice of Choa on the other end of the call lost its strength.
She had never imagined that the swordsmanship taught at the academy wasn’t the right one for her.
Though his words came from someone without any notable fame or credibility, Choa vaguely understood what he meant.
The sense of discomfort and awkwardness she had constantly felt over the past year and a half of training wasn’t just a passing feeling.
Her gut instinct, right from the start, had been telling her something wasn’t right.
It felt like finding the last missing piece of a puzzle, or like a long-forgotten memory suddenly resurfacing.
That sharp clarity hit her mind.
At the same time, the feeling told her something else.
All her efforts up until now had been in vain.
She had been repeatedly making futile efforts, like pouring water into a bottomless pit.
The overwhelming sense of powerlessness and depletion left Choa speechless.
She felt like crying, but her rational mind restrained her from causing trouble on someone else’s broadcast.
“So, it’s really not possible, is it?”
Memories from her school days surfaced in Choa’s mind.
With her future, once filled with excitement from her awakening and dreams of becoming a Hunter, now mocked and trampled by real geniuses, Choa’s mind began to drift to those faces.
Unfortunately, she remembered the “successful” people in her class, those who had publicly humiliated her, making her feel small in front of everyone.
Having just escaped poverty and finally settled down, the dream she had only just been able to rebuild was crumbling again.
This time, she had to face the truth that the swordsmanship taught at the academy wasn’t suited for her due to a congenital issue, and once again, she was filled with despair.
“Th-thank you for the consultation… Well, I’ll just leave now…”
She thought she would end the call here.
At this point, holding back tears was becoming a struggle.
As Choa was about to say her goodbyes, her voice on the verge of cracking, Cheon Hwi’s calm voice rang out.
“Then, I’ll just create something suitable for you.”
Suddenly, Choa’s mind snapped back to attention.
Her head, which had been hanging low in defeat, lifted up, and through her tear-filled eyes, she saw the bright, clear broadcast screen on the main monitor.
“Sure, it’s less efficient than face-to-face instruction, but…”
Cheon Hwi was casually talking about creating a swordsmanship tailored to one person’s body, like it was no big deal.
In his hand, a dark, night-sky-colored sword materialized.
“A beginner can at least get the gist of how to wield a sword through video.”
It was a breathtaking, impossible-sounding statement, but Cheon Hwi said it as if it were nothing at all.
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