Episode 41
Loopholes in Discipline (1)
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body faltered.
The hand that was holding the bundle turned red. In a split second, Yeonwi also blocked the attack with a jang (掌).
Ugh!
A gentle sign rose from Yeonwi’s outstretched hand.
‘Anti-Dragon Chief!’
It was one of the peak martial arts of Yeonga. The power of one blow was excellent, but especially in counterattacks, it was a long skill that could not be matched by martial arts.
However, to my surprise, the seniority was even more surprising.
“Is this an extension of the annual repayment fee?”
“That’s right.”
Wow!
As soon as the answer was finished, Yeonhojeong charged again.
I thought it was going to hit me head on, but I quickly lowered my stance and swung my Bangcheongeuk.
Even though the distance is close, the blade of Bangcheongeuk, a long-range weapon, accurately sweeps against the ankle. Although it is a long and heavy weapon, it is not limited by distance.
Yan Wei’s sword grazed the floor of the training hall.
Let’s go! Kang!
The sword scratched the ground and struck Bangcheongeuk. This time too, Bang Cheon-geuk failed to achieve its purpose.
The bouncing spear took an exquisite arc and aimed at Yeonwi’s side. It was a faster attack than swinging a blade.
Damn it!
It was perfect.
Yeon Ho-jeong could not contain his surprise. My father’s martial arts level was one of perfect attack and defense.
Awesome! Kwasik! Wow!
No matter how many times you swing Bangcheongeuk, it will never break through, no matter how many times you create a loophole and attack with the Kungak Santa (散打). Not a single effective hit was allowed.
‘I never thought you’d polish it to this level!’
The martial arts itself, even before internal strength or sword power, was close to perfection. It was literally a martial art that had reached perfection, with nothing to add or take away.
‘You’re amazing!’
During the time of Emperor Heukam, Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts skills far surpassed Yeon Wei’s.
However, the Yeonhodo at that time could not implement the martial arts of attack and defense as perfectly as the current Yeonwi. It was not a matter of level, but a matter of specialty.
If Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts are martial arts that take advantage of his strengths to the extreme.
Yeonwi’s martial arts skills were like a castle of steel that did not tolerate even a single shortcoming. It could be said that he was an incarnation of the orthodox Baekdo of martial arts.
‘good.’
First meeting with your father?
Those thoughts have already disappeared from my mind. Yeon Ho-jeong felt a burning desire to win more than ever as he dealt with a martial arts family that was difficult to return to the martial arts temple.
Paaang! Faba Park! Pow!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts became more intense.
The heavy Bangcheongeuk further increased the speed. Changbongsul, placed in an uninterrupted flow, targeted Yeonwi’s entire body.
Blah blah blah!
All heavy attacks were blocked.
It’s okay though. Yeon Ho-jeong believed. That my father would never be hurt.
Buuuuung! Boom!
As the speed increased, the destructive power increased, and as the destructive power increased, the movement gradually became more elastic.
A sparkle appeared in Yeonwi’s eyes.
‘That’s amazing.’
He was surprised by his son’s martial arts skills.
‘It’s such a fierce and exciting martial art.’
The thing that maintains the body’s center of gravity is Byeoknajingyeol, and it was a martial arts technique so ferocious that it was hard to believe that he had mastered the stable Byeokrajingyeol.
But has the balance of attack and defense been broken? It’s not like that.
Whoops!
The short strike of the steel sword was blocked by the spear pole.
Attack replaces defense. It was an extreme martial arts attack that did not block for the sake of blocking, but instead enveloped the opponent’s attacks all at once and struck them down.
At this level, we cannot criticize the attack as excessive. Defense is also attack, and attack is a stronger attack. It was a fighting method on the battlefield where one tried to survive by killing the enemy before he or she died.
‘Besides…’
Papa Papa Papa!
Yeon Ho-jeong was not only good at spearmanship.
The moment it seemed like a spear attack was coming, a kick came, and when the kick was blocked, he gave a recommendation as if he had been waiting. If you avoid the recommendation, Bangcheongeuk will come again, and the moment you hit the pole, an exquisite foot technique will appear.
Even though he had weapons, he did not rely solely on military skills. It was literally a fight. Rather than suppressing the opponent with powerful martial arts, it was a fighting technique that exploited the enemy’s weaknesses and defeated him.
What was even more surprising was the identity of the box fight that was coming in targeting the loophole.
‘Basic ball?’
Volume 13 of Yeonga, Yeonhwabi Extension, Gogonggak (拷空脚) Chu Pungbo (秋風步).
All of them were Yeonga’s basic martial arts. Although they could not demonstrate great power, they were martial artists who could build up the basic skills of martial arts.
Attacking this effectively with such martial arts skills?
‘I wonder if my country can do this too.’
Did you say that a master penman doesn’t care about the brush he uses?
That was what he was saying about his son. She is dealing with the head of the Seven Great Families using martial arts that strengthen her body, such as gymnastics.
Yeonwi’s eyes suddenly changed.
Whoa!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body fell back due to the strong sword strike.
I’ve seen enough of my son’s martial arts skills. Just by looking at this, I could understand the level my son had achieved.
The moment Yeonwi is about to open her mouth.
Paaaaang!
It rushes at a tremendous speed that has never been shown before.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who closed the distance in an instant, swung Bang Cheon-geuk like an axe.
Yeonwi was surprised.
‘Unbelievable!’
This inspection was by no means simple.
It was a tactic to force the opponent to retreat by using strong force. It was normal for it to be overwhelming just to balance my body.
But approaching at this speed?!
Yeonwi suddenly raised his sword.
Hahaha!
The sound of the swords clashing spread beyond the training hall and outside the Gaju Room.
It was the most explosive and powerful attack ever. Yan Wei’s sword trembled slightly.
hook!
Yeon Ho-jeong lowered his posture like lightning and unleashed a terrifying Yeon Hwan-gi (連環技).
Papa papapa.
Yeonwi blocks his son’s martial arts skills with magical skill.
‘I see.’
Yeonwi finally realized. Why did my son engage in such extreme training?
‘It was to gain this stamina.’
Yeonhojeong’s attack was carried out without any time to catch a breath.
The son’s martial arts, in which each strike radiated powerful power, was a typical one-hit-kill-kill type of martial arts. However, in order to produce that explosive blow, physical strength and endurance, in addition to internal strength, were essential.
Yeonhojeong’s martial artist was speaking. No, I was proving it.
This is me.
This is the martial arts I pursue. We pursue extreme offensive power without compromise.
Yeonwi’s eyes closed.
Quang!
With a terrifying advance, the steel sword drew the shape of a thunderbolt.
Kwarung!
“hmm.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body was pushed to the end of the training ground.
It was a power of a different order from the previous Tangyeongilgeom (彈勁一劍). A sharp pain arose from both hands holding the Bangcheongeuk.
“So far.”
Slurp.
Yeonwi, who had already left the training ground, retrieved his sword.
Yeon Ho-jeong felt regretful.
‘I could almost see it.’
By attacking his father’s impregnable martial arts skills, he gained a clue to take out the white tiger.
Summoning a Shinigami through salvation and enlightenment alone is not enough. It was clear that if the white tiger energy specialized for attacks was extracted, the overall internal, physical and martial arts would grow significantly.
‘It’s unfortunate, but there’s nothing we can do.’
If you can handle two of the Four Gods, you will be able to summon the other Four Gods just by training.
But not to the white tiger. Unless it is an enemy of life or death, it will not be easy to pull it out. This is because the Four Gods Martial Arts itself is a martial art born on the battlefield.
‘That’s how great my father’s martial arts skills are. So much so that he can take out the white tiger even though it is not a life-or-death battle.’
Yeon Ho-jeong relaxed his posture and looked at Yeon Wi with strange eyes.
‘How did you learn this kind of martial arts?’
Teuong!
Yeonwi, who placed the sword on the stand, asked.
“How do you feel?”
“yes?”
“In your opinion, what was this father’s martial arts skills?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
“I think it’s close to perfect.”
“perfect?”
“yes. There is room to become stronger, but it seems like you are pursuing perfection without any flaws. “It seemed like he wanted a middle path that was not biased toward attack, defense, evasion, or counterattack.”
I confidently say that there is room to become stronger.
The reason I wasn’t offended even though I heard such things from my son was probably because his words hit the nail on the head.
“Did you recognize it?”
“Isn’t it harder not to know? “Every warrior has his own specialties, but my father didn’t have any of those specialties.”
“….”
“A martial arts skill that encompasses all things. That is my father’s martial arts.”
There was honest surprise on Yeonwi’s face.
“Your insight is truly amazing. “I didn’t know that my son would recognize my martial arts, which no one could understand.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
Yeonwi, who was quietly looking at her son, sighed.
“I was hoping you would follow me.”
“yes?”
“You have changed since the memorial service six months ago. “I don’t know why you changed so much, but as the head of a family, I was pleased with your change.”
“Oh yeah.”
“But now…”
“….”
“It’s a little disappointing.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“If I have done anything wrong, please tell me. “I will fix it at any time.”
“You did nothing wrong. So it’s a shame.”
Yeonwi’s face showed deep pride and regret for her son.
“Before I was the head of the family and the father of two sons, I wanted my sons to follow the same path as me. You can call it greed, or you can call it stubbornness.”
“….”
“But you have already taken a different path than me. “Through your martial arts, I was able to get a vague idea of what you were pursuing.”
“What is that?”
“You have no intention of becoming the head of the original family.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face hardened.
The son is not the only one who hit the nail on the head. Yeonwi also saw his son’s martial arts skills and was able to accurately see his son’s intentions.
“I was thinking about that while looking at you after you changed. I was only able to be sure today. “Your will extends not to this place but to the world.”
“….”
Yeonwi turned his back and looked up at the sky.
His eyes, looking at the cloudless sky, contained an unknown sorrow, unlike usual.
“Didn’t I tell you why I wanted to see your martial arts skills?”
“…Isn’t that the end of what you just said?”
“no.”
“If you do, what is the reason?”
“I wanted to see through your martial arts skills whether you had the mindset to be worthy of being the head of a small family.”
“…!”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face was filled with surprise.
‘Sogaju…?’
It was a position I had never thought about before.
Yeonwi shook his head.
“It’s truly a pity. “I wanted to test your capabilities as the head of the family, but as the father, you are frustrated to find out that your will is not tied to the family.”
“….”
“As expected, things in the world are not going as planned.”
Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t say anything.
Yeonwi, who had been looking up at the sky for a while, turned around.
“It was a wonderful martial arts performance. “I hope to share my hands with this father often from now on.”
“…yes.”
“Good work.”
Yeonwi walked towards Gajusil.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at her father’s back, opened her mouth.
“father.”
Yeonwi turned his back.
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Even though the meaning is different, my heart is always here. To protect my family, I will point my sword at the world even if I have to be stigmatized as a demon head.”
“Nonsense.”
Yeonwi moved to Gajusil again.
“If the world calls my son Madhu, I will put that world under my sword.”
“….”
“Rest.”
