Episode 302
There is only one answer (2)
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The sword he was swinging was heavy, but the sound of the blade cutting through the wind was very cheerful.
wickedness! Sigh!
The sword was so heavy and thick that it seemed better suited for cutting than stabbing. It was a large sword that not only had the same characteristics as a single-edged sword, but could also be used for thrusting and thrusting like a heavy spear.
“Gasp!”
Kang Ryang’s body was drenched in sweat.
Breathing was extremely impaired. Because my breathing was broken, the force being transmitted to my muscles was at a loss, and my perfectly practiced walking technique was also slowly becoming disorganized.
Any further training is meaningless. Any expert who saw Kang Ryang now would most likely say that.
But Kang Ryang didn’t think so.
Flash! Pow!
The thick blade of the sword was embedded in the trunk of a fairly large tree.
Even though it was thick enough to cut with a single sword if it had a strong internal power output, it could not cut even half of it. It was as if a woodcutter was swinging a blunt axe.
“Huh! “Huh!”
As I used my last explosive breath with all my might, my breathing, which was already intense, became even more rough.
No matter how bad it was, I couldn’t hold on any longer. Kang Yang let go of the sword and lay down on the ground.
“Damn it.”
Rumbling.
Kang Ryang’s hands were completely torn and burst, and blood was seeping out.
He gasped and looked at the sword stuck in the tree.
The embedded sword was unable to withstand its own weight and was slowly trying to escape.
‘It’s incredibly heavy.’
That sword was a large sword that Yeonwi ordered as a subcontract from Cheolbang, which had a deal with Maeng. The size was close to five cubits, and the width of the sword body was well over half a cubit.
At this level, holding and swinging it itself is hard work. It was a weapon that was difficult for even an expert to handle.
Kang Ryang swung that sword for over half an hour.
“How on earth does Brother Yeon swing an 80-geun ax like that?”
Kang Ryang had also heard the Gwangryongbu in person.
And I thought. He said that as long as Yeon Ho-jeong does not insult his parents and siblings, he will never be broken in the future.
‘It’s not a person.’
It’s 80 geun long, but swinging it around like it’s a quick sword is difficult even for an expert.
Even if it is possible, if you keep using such martial arts, you will not have any joints left in the future. Naegong is not omnipotent. You can maximize your body’s durability and flexibility, but you cannot deform the structure or change the properties of the human body.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong seemed to have no load on his joints and muscles even after using the Gwangryongbu for more than half a day.
It was just amazing.
‘It must have involved tremendous training that I don’t know about.’
In the past, Lord Yeonga told me about Yeonhojeong’s training schedule in the past.
I was very surprised when I heard the schedule, but I also didn’t believe it all. This is because it was thought that it was not a training that a master who could not overcome the barrier of martial arts could handle.
But now I understand.
‘That training is real. No, it wouldn’t be surprising if I trained even harder in a place where the head of the family didn’t see me.’
As I organized my thoughts, my breathing soon returned to normal.
Kang-ryang sighed.
“That’s pathetic.”
It’s not just Yeonhojeong.
Although they call her sister, Mukbi was also very young in the martial arts world. And yet, the Mujongji Wall was right in front of us.
It was an area that talent could not explain. She, too, would have reached that level by coughing up blood and cutting bones.
And finally.
‘It was called Yeonjipyeong.’
Kang Ryang’s eyes wavered.
‘It was amazing.’
After returning to Maeng, Kang Ryang continued to find lodging and food in the bush here.
There was no other reason. It was because I was shocked more than ever.
‘He said he was younger than me. And yet such martial arts skills….’
On the way back after escorting Ki Woo-hee, the Western Station Priestess.
The martial arts shown by Yeon Hojeong and Mukbi at that time could easily be described as divine skills. While Yeonhojeong engages in close combat and captures the enemies by commanding the battle, Mukbi kills the enemies with a long-distance attack, showing the beauty of protecting his allies.
But the number of enemies flocking was too many. Those who escaped the martial arts of the two monsters Yeon Ho-jeong and Muk-bi attacked Mo Yong-woo, who was carrying Ki Woo-hee, countless times.
At that moment, Yeon Ji-pyeong came forward.
‘It was great swordsmanship. Before considering the characteristics of the swordsmanship, it would be safe to say that he had already reached the level of a master…’ Yeon Ji-
pyeong’s swordsmanship was perfect.
No, I don’t know if it was actually perfect, but at least it seemed that way in Kang Ryang’s eyes.
It was an iron-clad sword technique that nothing could pierce. Rather than responding flexibly to the enemy’s attacks, he was using an impregnable sword technique that completely blocks any attacks.
The fact that he was able to use such sword techniques at an age when he was not even under the terms of the contract was truly a surprise to the world. Kang Ryang had to return to the Murim Alliance without being able to do anything under the protection of Yeon Ji-pyeong, who was younger than him.
The shock was so great that only those involved could not understand it. Even when I heard Yeon Ho-jeong yell at me to face reality, I wasn’t that shocked.
At first I thought this. Yeonhojeong and Yeonjipyeong are literally monsters. Since the matriarch of the Yeonga family is truly outstanding in martial arts, the talent of the two people who inherited his blood is bound to be enormous.
But those thoughts were just an escape.
‘Father was strong too.’
The master of Gwicheolgeommun. The pride of the Black Blade Swordman.
My late father’s martial arts skills were also great, worthy of being counted among the best in the dark world. And he was that kind of father’s child.
Kangryang closed his eyes.
‘Of course you have talent. There will also be differences in teaching. But the most important thing is how much you sacrificed your soul to acquire strength.’
Everyone makes an effort. What matters is knowing something beyond effort.
And to find out what it was, Kang Ryang swung his sword in the forest for several days.
result?
“…I don’t know.”
Kang Ryang smiled bitterly.
“Was I such a fool?”
He was said to be one of the best late-day indexes in the dark world, but looking at him now, he is truly stupid.
“I don’t know what to do anymore. “I don’t know, but…”
Still, there was one thing I realized after these few days of self-torture.
“If it doesn’t work, you have to do it until it works.”
At that time, a laughing voice was heard.
“It’s a good attitude.”
Kang-ryang, startled, jumped up and looked behind him.
When he arrived, Yeon Ho-jeong was squatting there, looking down at him.
“Brother tongue?”
“OK.”
“When did you come?”
“Around the time you ax the tree with that solemn sword?”
Kang-ryang scratched his head with a embarrassed expression.
“It looked ugly.”
“It’s ugly. It was very cool. “It was a sword filled with soul.”
“It’s heartbreaking. It’s just a matter of throwing it away. “I couldn’t even split wood.”
“That’s why I lost my soul.”
“yes?”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
“Do you have to have a purpose to gain power? “Do you think you have to be angry or sad to put yourself on the sword?”
“…!”
“Sometimes the sword you swing without thinking clearly shows the direction you are moving in.”
Kang Ryang looked at the tree.
Even then, the black that was slowly falling out was only large and looked very unattractive.
“Remember not the sword, but yourself at the moment you swung that sword.”
“Myself at that time…”
“At least when I saw the sword, it reflected your confused mind as it was, but the trajectory drawn by the sword was very honest and clean.”
Kang Ryang’s eyes wavered.
Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.
“My little brother was strong, right?”
“yes. “It was really strong.”
“Even if you don’t try to compare, you keep comparing yourself to yourself, right?”
“That’s right.”
It was an honest answer.
It may not have been easy for a lively twenties person to admit it, even if only because of their pride. However, even though Kang Ryang was angry and bitter, he was very honest with himself.
“It doesn’t matter if you compare. But that shouldn’t make you think that the path you’ve been taking so far is wrong, right?”
“…?!”
“You were a stranger to me. The horizon is different. This guy is my flesh and blood. But now, they are both my younger brothers.”
Kang Ryang’s eyes widened.
“Do you understand? It may be different. But neither one is wrong.”
“I see.”
“I’m not telling you to grow a bowl. But don’t stay in illusion for too long. “You have your own path, right?”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“And one more thing. “At least in terms of practical skills, you are still far ahead of Jipyeong.”
“…!”
Power naturally went into Kang Ryang’s fist.
“When faced with an unavoidable battle, you cannot just accept the sword just because your opponent’s martial arts skills are superior to mine. There’s always a way. However, the key is how quickly you can find the method and to what extent you can maximize it.”
“Of course.”
“The same applies to martial arts training.”
Yeon Ho-jeong stretched out his hand.
Kang Ryang held his hand and stood up.
“It’s enough to beat yourself up like this. “Bring your sword and follow me.”
“Where are you going?”
“Don’t you remember the first thing you said? “I said I would make you stronger.”
A cruel smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.
“It’s not just a brilliant enlightenment that feels like real-life combat that makes a person grow. “If you want to regain your reputation as the strongest swordsman in the black sword, you need to broaden your horizons.”
* * *
The place Yeon Ho-jeong headed to, taking Kang Ryang, who had washed cleanly and appeased his hunger with rice balls, was the Military Department.
Zhuge Wenhu’s eyes widened.
“Oh Commander Yeon is here?”
“Yes, soldier.”
“But what about that young man next to me…?”
Zhuge Wenhu’s eyes sparkled.
“Honam?”
“That’s right.”
Kang Ryang took control with moderation.
“Kang Liang meets Master Zhuge.”
It was a very manly greeting. There was no prejudice in the voice revealed.
Zhuge Liang had no choice but to admit that his first impression of Jiang Liang was better than he thought.
“This is indeed a talent worth bringing in.”
“haha.”
“But I don’t think you came here to introduce this friend to me. Why did you come here?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.
“Your two sponsors have been registered, correct?”
“Of course. Didn’t you bring the West Station priestess yourself? “I registered it right away.”
“okay.”
“Anyway, I wanted to ask right away, but the atmosphere was so scary that I couldn’t. What on earth did you say to Representative Ki? Rep. Ki’s face almost fainted…”
“I’ll tell you about that later. “First, let me tell you why I came.”
Zhuge Wenhu chuckled.
“I don’t know what kind of driving force people are trying to show by being so aggressive. I understand. “Let’s hear it.”
“I would like to ask for a private meeting with the head of the Moyong family.”
“…!!”
Zhuge Wenho’s face hardened.
“With that person, Moyong-gun?”
“That’s right.”
“…I won’t ask you why. But did you come to this point to say what this has to do with me? “If you come and ask to meet, that will be fine.”
“Please concentrate all of the military’s intelligence capabilities in southern Hubei.”
“huh?”
Yeon Ho-jeong pointed to Kang Ryang.
“I will rob Moyong-gun with this friend. If successful, Moyonggun’s allies will come up from Honam and head toward the Murimmaeng.”
“…!!”
“Anyone who has even the slightest connection to Prince Moyong, among them those who come to the Murim Alliance. Please find out all about them.”
