Chapter 254
“Shanseo Jamryong Jin Tae-gyeong, win!”
Tens of thousands of spectators stood up all at once at the shout of the judges.
The man’s eyes were deeply sunken as he watched Jin Tae-kyung come down from the stage while receiving cheers and applause.
‘A weird guy? This is it.’
The batting stick is the best opening season that can be learned only when the opening is completed.
Contrary to its ridiculous name, it can be said to be in the top 10 of the world for its power and the mystical power of herbivores.
However, Jin Tae-kyung broke the batting stick very easily without using any special martial arts.
The only thing he could do was to smash the bamboo jang with gong power with his bare fists, and frown upon being hit by the eighteen jangryong jang.
It even looked like it was being hit on purpose, even though it could have been avoided. No, that must have been the intention.
why?’
I wanted to be a weirdo who enjoys pain, but seeing that he always uses arrogance, it doesn’t seem like that.
But what kind of crazy guy would hit the batting stick with his bare body in order to improve his skills?
‘Anyway, he’s an interesting guy.’
I will never forget the surprise of seeing Jin Tae-kyung for the first time.
It’s literally like the sky has fallen.
I wondered if there was a Heavenly Armed Forces body.
‘I’m a disciple of the King of Fire… … I’ll have to look carefully.’
The man who turned around at the end of that thought, Rising Sword Jong Lichu, mingled among the enthusiastic crowd.
And there were eyes following his back.
A business with a fat belly? An old man with a bent back, a third-rate martial artist and a ronin wearing cheap uniforms… … .
Ordinary faces you see everywhere around you.
However, whenever their lips moved, word came and went that only the best masters could use it.
– footnotes, inscriptions.
– No. 2 and No. 3 are added. 瑟 You have to watch outside the bag.
– You may miss the track.
– Know. But this is for the best.
-…… I’ll accept it.
– For four and five, keep an eye on Jin Tae-kyung and Cheongpung. If he approaches again, let me know immediately.
– ancient
– Then, good luck to everyone.
The brief conversation ended, and there was no reply. Ordinary faces moved casually and disappeared among the crowd.
And a middle-aged beggar who was sitting on the street begging, got up after bending over at the small money people threw at him for a while.
The change occurred in an alley with few people.
Pudeudeudeuk, sreuk.
The stooped shoulders straightened, and the twisted spine stood straight. Then, as her invisible hands kneaded, the muscles in her face quivered.
Before taking ten steps, the middle-aged beggar had turned into a warm-hearted old man.
again. again.
A prosthetic leg made of ebony wood, said to be as hard as steel, pounded on the stone floor.
‘Rising sword bell weight.’
The old man, Cheonmyeonhori Songho, remembered his name in his mind.
Before being a footnote to Eunyeonggak, he is also a source of information and a master of reverse magic.
He never forgot a face he had seen once, and recognized his opponent with just a trivial habit or skeleton. Even if he used reverse magic, he couldn’t escape his eyes.
However, one person, Jonglichu, was an exception.
‘I’m sure he and I have met before.’
When and where was it?
Song-ho, who was deep in thought as he recalled Jong-ri-chu’s face, stopped walking because of the pain in his legs.
‘It’s a start again. It’s even more extreme these days.’
It was an old wound indeed.
Decades ago, as a young man, he lost one of his legs while participating in the final battle against the Demonic Cult.
He barely survived after many twists and turns, but the memory of that day was deeply engraved in his brain like a firebrand.
Even the voice of one person, as deep and dark as the abyss.
‘Cheonmyeonhori Songho. It’s quite big for a fox. Shall we lightly rip off the legs first?’
Song-ho, who was trembling, endured the pain and moved on again.
It is a past where not even remnants remain. Rather, I had to focus on the present, where the reality was clear.
‘Jonglichu?????? Who are you? What else is he plotting?’
All preparations have already been completed. Even so, the anxiety that remained in his chest kept shaking him.
‘Am I old? Was the peace long?’
A soft sigh leaked from the old man’s lips.
* * *
I closed my eyes.
I remembered a person in the dark. A boyish face with a bright smile and a normal body.
But when he drew his sword, everything changed.
Shhh!
Even if you don’t see it, you can see it. I hear it even if I don’t hear it
A purple sword that was fired without any gaps in thirty-six directions.
It was as fast as a ray of light and as soft as a scattering of petals. Looking at that beautiful sight, I thought.
‘The priesthood of annihilation, the flame extension, or… … ‘
In addition, a few martial arts come to mind and then disappear.
Cheongpung is an opponent who needs to do his best.
In the end, there is only one answer. It was the moment when I grabbed the cool window pole after a short thought.
creak
“captain. Captain.”
My thoughts were shattered by the sound of a voice piercing my ears. The blue wind and the sword of the illusion he created disappeared as if they had been washed.
When I lifted my eyelids, I saw Hyuk Moo-jin sticking his head out through the crack in the door.
“lol. I am here.”
I looked at him blankly and opened my mouth.
Why did you come?”
“I came to talk to you because I was afraid you would be hostile.”
“A companion?”
yes. Isn’t it wonderful?”
“Excellence?”
I let out a deep sigh and pulled out the chair leg.
“엎드려, 이 사특한 새끼야.”
“Why, why are you like this?”
“Did Cheongpung do it? Interfering with my training?”
“Hey, are you training?”
“Then, do any of you sleep while sitting cross-legged?”
Hyuk Moo-jin, who had been looking around, said hesitantly.
“Captain, when he was young, he said he tried to practice magic while sitting on a chair.”
that’s not me… … But are you talking back to me?”
“No, can’t you even talk back?”
No, this kid is crazy.
I looked at Hyukmujin with a dumbfounded look. If it was like before, he would have quickly covered his head first, but he hesitated for a moment and then straightened his chest.
“What are you doing now?”
“Speaking of which, I think I made a contribution by assisting the captain in my own way.”
“so?”
“Please treat me accordingly.”
“What treatment. four major insurance? If I get hurt in the future, will you take care of the industrial accident?”
“I don’t know what it is like to deal with private insurance or industrial accidents. If you keep doing this, I’ll just beat you all up and take over the dry goods store.”
Thinking deeply, I nodded my head.
“Okay, then.”
“yes?”
“great job. No, thank you for your hard work.
Mr Mujin. Prosper in the future.”
“Wait, wait.”
“Oh right. I don’t know about other places, but prepare to close the main store in Shanxi.”
snap!
Hyuk Moo-jin, who hugged his calf, said with a desperate look.
“I made a mistake.”
“okay?”
“Yes. Please hit me in the back of the head.”
“You want me to treat you right?”
“no. I have become a body that cannot live even a day without the captain’s hand knife.”
“……”
are you crazy
I shook my head and tapped the boy’s forehead.
“Stop talking nonsense and start talking. Why did you come?”
“Well, I really came to talk to you.”
”what?”
When I opened my eyes, Hyuk Moo-jin’s voice went deeper.
“Tomorrow is the final, so I thought you would feel a lot of pressure…
“The opponent hasn’t been decided yet, so what? Don’t you know today is the last day of the semifinals?”
As the sun slowly begins to set, Jonglichu and Cheongpung’s bimu will begin soon.
At my words, Hyuk Moo-jin shrugged.
“I know, but I stopped by.”
“He’s a cool guy. Practice at a time like this, man.”
Even if you say this, a corner of your heart is crushed. If you think about it, Mujin went through a lot of hardships following me.
The reason I sometimes say crazy words and actions may be because I destroyed so many brain cells with my back-of-the-head smash.
‘I’m sorry to think of it like this.’ Hyuk Moo-jin asked at the time when he was determined to do well in the future.
“Cheongpung Sohyeop will win, right?”
“That’s right… … Wait, how do you know that?”
“If no one else knows, I should know. His name is Kang Poong under the childish nickname of Invincible Sword, and he even used Ja Ha-gong in the last fight, so how can you not know that?”
“Are you smarter than I thought?”
“Rumors of knowing are spreading. Cheongpung Sohyeop is not well-known, but most people know him as a disciple of the Hwasan Sect.”
Well, Jahajingong is so distinctive that it is a level that can be inferred enough.
“So, are you sure the Cheongpung Sohyeop will win?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
“You have to be sure. certainly!”
what. For some reason, those greedy eyes.
It was the moment when I nodded my head in embarrassment.
“Wow!”
A shout that could be heard like an echo from not far away.
I picked up the spear, the white flame, that I had placed beside me and stood up.
‘Anyway, going up is a blue wind. That fact doesn’t change.’
It’s an obvious battle of eggs and rocks.
However, watching how the eggs hit and how the rocks break them will be of great help in the final match.
“What are you doing? It doesn’t happen.”
“yep.”
* * *
“The life-long sword!”
“I bet a hermit on you! Flip it over!”
“Ha ha ha! Not an invincible new sword, but a lifelong sword? There are no black cows.”
Jong Lichu, who had been on the stage with blazing torches and boisterous laughter, stopped abruptly.
It was because of the eyes looking down on him from the seat of honor.
There are at least three masters who are called the Ten Kings. I could see the owners of the old file room and the five generations, and Songho from Cheonmyeonhori, whose eyes were quietly shining in the back.
“Rising sword bell weight. Stand in your designated position.”
The time the footsteps stopped was extremely short. At the judge’s words, Jong Lichu, who trudged on the stage, drew his sword without hesitation.
Sureureung!
The sudden action erupted into laughter from the silenced surroundings.
The sword wave was clogged with dirt, so the pattern could not be recognized, and the sword body was covered with red rust.
If you are a military man, you will cherish your weapon as if it were your own life, but it seemed that Jonglichu’s sword had never been groomed since it was created.
“What is that?”
“I was surprised by something.”
“That’s why it’s a life-saver. What do you expect?”
Leaving behind the people’s laughter, Jong-ri Chu clicked his tongue as he carefully looked at the rusted sword body.
“I can’t use it right now.”
At that time, Cheongpung, who was waving to people with excitement, held out his sword.
“Would you like to borrow mine? No, would you like to use mine?”
“No. You should write that.”
“I’m fine… … “
“Okay? What about you?”
“It doesn’t matter. Because we are friends.”
Qing Feng nodded vigorously, and Zonglichu let out a kind smile.
“Just take heart. Mine is enough.”
“Even so, we’re friends…”
“Look.”
Swoop.
The red, rusty blade of the sword pointed towards the blue wind.
In the eyes of the mischievous Jonglichu, a torch was flickering.
I’ve never had a friend like you.”
