Episode 847
Typhoon Core (4)
Flash!
Sensing an unusual force, the speed of the old man’s divine law suddenly increased explosively.
Looking at the old man who had momentarily turned into a dot, Namgung-hyeon inwardly stuck out his tongue.
‘You’re amazing.’
My grandfather’s martial arts skills are truly the best in the world. Namgoonghyeon had no doubts about it.
However, I have never actually seen my grandfather’s true martial arts skills. Every time he showed me amazing sword techniques while teaching, my eyes were in awe, but I had never seen him fight an enemy with that sword.
It was worth it. How many people in the whole world could compete with their grandfather and save their lives?
It is said that the level he has achieved is so high that no one can compete with him. I knew that the reason he lived in seclusion in his family and focused only on his sword was because there was no one he could compete with.
I wonder if the day will come in my future life when I can see my grandfather’s true martial arts skills.
‘What’s going on anyway?’
My grandfather often did things that broke common sense.
There were times when I would stare blankly into space, and there were days when I would suddenly mumble to myself while teaching martial arts.
At first, I couldn’t understand my grandfather at all, but later I realized. For my grandfather, everyday life is a series of realizations.
‘Anyway, I need to speed up too.’
The direction you were running towards was Murimmaeng. Perhaps he found something interesting there.
Something exciting.
Namgoonghyeon’s eyes wavered.
‘…is there one?’
I do not know.
The Murim League deliberately closed its eyes and ears to worldly matters. How can I survive in the world if I haven’t trained myself properly?
It was only a month ago that I first learned of the alliance between the Murim Alliance and the Mukryongbu.
‘Maybe there is.’
The face of a woman comes to mind vaguely.
Namgoonghyun tried hard to forget that face. I couldn’t ruin my future by being caught up in mere love.
But why?
The more I tried to forget, the more I tried to let go, the more vivid my memories of her became.
Namgung-hyeon’s steps toward the Murim Alliance kept getting faster. Without being conscious of it, his breathing was also becoming a little rougher.
* * *
‘It has become clear.’
Para la la la rock!!
A sword that runs at incredible speeds.
The clothes the swordsman was wearing were fluttering like crazy. The speed was so fast that I wondered if it would be torn apart.
‘Is there such a person in the world?!’
The old man thought. After all, the world is wide.
I felt two unusual rays of energy within the Murim League.
One was cool and the other was rough. The distance was too far to determine who had the upper hand, but in terms of the level of refinement, it seemed like the cooler side was slightly ahead.
However, the owner of the wild energy had a strange power that could not be explained in words.
And the moment the energy captured him, the old man also grasped the true nature of the power that the energy contained.
Furthermore, as soon as he realized the reality, the old man was already flying away like a ray of light.
‘young.’
One thing we can be sure of now is that the owner of the energy captured by the old man is young.
Not even fifty or forty. Much younger than that. It is said that the quality and quantity of vital energy varies from person to person, but even taking that into account, he seemed to be no older than his mid-thirties.
It was a heaven-shaking surprise for the old man.
‘Achieving this level at that age?!’
In order to gain better sword art, a higher sword, and more powerful sword power, he built a wall against the world and devoted himself to the sword.
The Cains understood their seclusion as the solitude of an absolute being with no one to meet, but they were half right and half wrong.
Although there may not be many experts who can compete with him, there certainly are. But they never tried to fight. This is because once you reach such a high level, fighting or superiority over each other will no longer be an issue.
The old man was different.
He was always thirsty for someone to clash swords with. The only joy in life was competing for each other’s lives and comparing whose enlightenment was superior.
To him, who hides his warlike personality, none of his children are noticeable. His talent was like that, but rather than trying to rise above his talent, he fell in love with politics before even seeing the end of his talent.
A warrior has no choice but to communicate through martial arts. A swordsman has no choice but to put his sincerity into his sword.
One day, I made up my mind and went looking for Tuwang, Changwang, Yin Emperor, and Dog Emperor. King Bi was a man who could not be caught in the first place, and Seongcheon, who belonged to the political faction, went into hiding and started a fight, which was a nuisance in itself.
However, that attempt ultimately failed. This was because King Chang and Emperor Yin could not be found, and King Tu had been informed that he was outside of Sae.
I also looked at the Three Princes, but soon gave up my thoughts. As a prosecutor, I felt a sense of self-destruction due to the series of actions.
In the end, he gave up everything and returned to seclude himself again. Then I taught my eldest son, and later I also taught my second son, who was depressed.
In front of the burning will of his talented grandchildren, the old man’s fighting spirit gradually calmed down. For the first time, he could feel the joy that comes from teaching someone.
But at this moment, the old man realized.
That the spark of fighting spirit that I thought had disappeared is still breathing in my heart.
No, I realized that it was not just an ember, but had become as large as a forest fire. He was simply ignoring that fact, and his fighting spirit seemed to burn hot even in death.
‘Who are you?’
Paaaaaaaaaaaa!
A huge furrow formed where the old man passed.
Although the ground was not actually dug up, the piled up snow was pushed left and right, creating a wide path.
‘Who the hell are you?!’
Surprised and eager to win.
I was almost delirious as I suddenly encountered the fighting spirit that I had consciously forgotten.
However, I held on to a thread of reason. And that reason began to gradually push aside the burning instinct and bring about embarrassing emotions.
‘How can humans…?!’
The youthful vitality was surprising, but what was even more surprising were the five energies contained in the body.
In addition to the powerful and distinct divine energy of the Four Colors, he is also learning strange martial arts that are neither straight nor evil, nor even magical.
And something absolute that controls all that energy was implanted in the body.
‘How can that be?!’
The energy of contemplation is of the same kind. It is not strange to deal with the four energies.
However, the black energy that did not belong anywhere in Jeongsama had a completely different texture. Holding even such energy without any problems meant that the realization of Qigong (氣功) was the best in the world.
Wow!!
The old man took off in a wild leap and finally saw a huge castle gate with a blue dragon engraved on it.
The old man did not care that the gate was the Blue Dragon Gate of the Murim Alliance. I didn’t even think about the correct procedure.
‘Are you there!’
The old man’s body instantly became a gust of wind.
Quaaaaaaa!!
There was no one to stop him. It wasn’t something that could be stopped by blocking it.
The Blue Dragon Gate, which had revealed the majesty of the newly founded Murim Alliance for many years, collapsed.
Kugugoogung! Quang!
The fragments of the broken and collapsed gate kicked up a thick cloud of dust.
The good news was that there was no significant damage to the flood gate guards. The force of the attack was so strong that even the fragments of the gate were directed inward.
Kwakwakwak!
An old man who slowed down by stepping on the ground with both feet.
The hem of the dress, which had been fluttering like crazy, was badly damaged. This was because the speed was increased to the point where the energy of flexibility and freedom was interrupted.
And now.
The old man saw two young men.
To be precise, the only thing in sight was a young man wearing a black long-sleeved robe with a young man behind his back.
“…!!”
The old man was astonished when he saw the young man.
The young man was nervous when he saw the old man.
There is a state under the sky that is not permitted by humans, and there is no way to express it with the cognitive ability of a person the size of millet, so it is simply called no-extreme.
Among the martial artists who have entered the state of infinite chaos, there are those who have reached a wider universe through continuous practice and enlightenment.
People in the world called them Seongcheon (聖天) out of respect.
In the name Seongcheon, there is no distinction between Jeong and Sama. Just because he reached that realm, he was a transcendent person who deserved respect regardless of tribe.
Among them, the person who opened the path to enlightenment with the sword was called Geomseon, and the person who pushed the original principles of the sword to the limit was called Geomje.
Geomje Namgung Seung.
As far as swords go, everyone recognizes it as the best sword in the world at the time.
When it comes to personal reputation, many people give the swordsman Takmuja higher, but when it comes to swordsmanship, more people say that Namgungseung is the best.
This is how the Sword Emperor, respected by the whole world, appeared.
However, in the eyes of the Geomje, who was praised by everyone, the new star, who was the first to penetrate the realm of the new era’s god of great power, seemed greater than his own reputation.
“You…”
Confusion appeared on the old man Namgung Seung’s face.
“What on earth is it?”
Young Yeon Ho-jeong did not hesitate.
He ruled with moderation.
“Yeon Ho-jeong of Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga meets Geomje.”
He was someone I never imagined I would meet like this. In the first place, I didn’t even know that he was coming to the Murim Alliance.
“Byeoksan Yeonga? “Are you sure you mean that love vacation?”
“That’s right.”
“…!”
Namgung Seung’s eyes wavered.
‘Could it be this guy…?!’
The eldest son said. He said he was shocked to see the heights achieved by the son of the Gangdong Yeon family. He said that he came back because he felt that he was still lacking in the presence of someone who was born with much greater talent than him.
Moreover, although Chason did not say it himself, he was said to have been extremely jealous of the eldest son of the Yeon family. My body and mind were ruined because of that jealousy.
‘Oh my…’
Namgungseung was dumbfounded.
Yeonho-jeong was Yeonho-jeong, but she couldn’t understand her two grandsons and son.
‘Are these people sane?!’
Feeling the limits of your talent? Do you feel jealous?
Whether you want to show fighting spirit or feel jealousy, it is only possible if the level is the same.
In the eyes of Namgung Seung, Yeonhojeong was no longer a vessel worth sleeping in, considering her age. He is a true powerhouse who has transcended everything and reached the top of the midfield.
Baby falcons, who have now gained wings and started to fly in the sky, are jealous when they see a divine dragon roaming the sky? This is a completely different level, talent, and even the species they were born with.
And what a lack of insight the son had in whipping his grandchildren without even recognizing this monster.
Namgung Seung sighed.
“…I was wandering around in the shadows chasing the sword, and then the core of the martial arts world was moving!”
It was difficult to understand.
However, the samurai who were startled by the sudden incident and were muttering loudly soon ended up witnessing a scene that was even more difficult to understand.
“A prosecutor proves himself with his sword, and a lieutenant proves himself with his fist.”
Slurp.
The sword pulled out like water was aimed at Yeonhojeong.
“I want to get to know you. “Bring the means to prove it.”
