I have nothing to say when he comes smiling brightly.
I wonder why the bruises were so large and there were no major injuries, but if you look at the details, the condition was very bad.
Bongsoon was proving with her body that it was quite a difficult dance.
‘I lost…’
I held my throbbing forehead…
Lost· Bongsoon was ultimately defeated by Geomryong·
“Hehehe!”
I had to endure a headache while seeing Bongsun smiling as if she had fun thanks to you.
Of course, Bimu watched everyone and knew the reason for the defeat.
‘This wasn’t that different from Seongyul…’
Level difference·
This was also seen in the dance between Peng Woo-jin and Seong-yul. However, the power difference was not as overwhelming as those two people.
It was almost at the same level, but…
‘The problem of the situation was big…’
There was something I asked Bongsoon before the meeting…
I looked at Youngpoong and asked her if she could win. Bongsoon answered this.
I don’t know if it’s rain, but…
‘If it’s a matter of life and death, you win…’
Bongsoon confidently said so.
Also, my thoughts on that part were not different…
A fight to kill… In that process, Bong-soon will be stronger than Yeong-poong…
Yeongpoong is closer to an immature Jeongpain. How much experience can he have in combat?
But Bongsoon is different…
‘···He’s just like a flying animal…’
There is no hesitation in killing. They do not choose any means or methods. If it were a fight to kill each other, in my opinion, there was a high probability that Bongsoon would have won.
of course·
‘I’m not sure about that either…’
The appearance of Youngpung shown in the dance was beyond imagination.
‘The plum blossom has become much darker…’
The sword dance that was originally performed became sharper and more delicate, and the pottery that Yeongpoong would have embraced became more serious.
‘I guess I trained properly…’
This could be seen just by looking at the muscles. Yeongpoong’s body, which had been raised through hard training, looked ridiculously strong.
‘···If you’re going to build a foundation, you should build it that way…’
The rise to the level may be slow, but he is more faithful to the basics than anything else. Perhaps, if Youngpoong reaches the level of peace, his efforts so far will be of considerable benefit.
In addition, I don’t know, but if things were left as is, there was a high probability that the next generation’s sword king would become Yeongpung… There is also Woohyuk, but… Yeongpung seems to have become more advanced in terms of swordsmanship…
‘Anything like that…’
Who would have thought Bong-soon would lose here…
Although I kept the quality situation in mind, I couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
‘As expected, the problem was that I couldn’t use my valuables…’
Mementos of Jeondae Geomhu used by Bongsoon·
This time, the use of valuables was prohibited, so they had no choice but to leave them out. Perhaps because her beloved bottle disappeared, Bongsun was not able to show her full strength.
but·
‘This is the same for Youngpoong…’
It’s probably the same thing that he can’t use his favorite bottle…
That’s right…
‘Because Yeongpung must also have a noble spirit…’
For some reason, Youngpoong must be in possession of the two remaining ghosts and the ghost that Hwasan retrieved from the shaman…
‘Even Yeongpung couldn’t show his noble spirit in Bimyu…’
It is true that both of them had problems in the situation, and it is also true that Bongsoon lost as a result.
‘Tsk…’
It meant that it was time to give in.
‘If this happens… I’ll have to go a second time…’
There were two operations prepared in relation to Bongsun. Of these, the second operation was planned in case of defeat in Bimu.
‘I guess I’ll have to send a message to the head of the family, Hwangbo, later.’
I had to quickly understand the situation and deal with it… Right after I made that decision and sighed…
“···so·”
I looked back as I cleaned up the bruised Bongsun.
“What business is this?”
Because someone came to visit me…
“···”
The guy behind me was startled by what I said… A young man with scraggly hair and a proud face… There was something familiar about it…
It was the divine dragon Yuyeon, known as the hope of Shaolin.
“What are you…”
When I asked with a frown, Yuyeon said to me with a puzzled expression.
“…I came to say hello…”
“greeting?”
I tilted my head at Yuyeon’s words.
“What greeting?”
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Aren’t we supposed to say hello or something? I had that question…
one·
“How have you been, Lord?”
Even though Yuyeon looked uncomfortable, he took the initiative. He watched quietly and nodded.
“Uh, how have you been?”
“That’s right·”
“No, it doesn’t seem like that…”
“···”
Yuyeon clears her throat at my words. It’s probably because she understands what I mean.
Right now, Yuyeon had a bandage tied around her chest. It looks like the wounds from the fight with Wei Seol-ah haven’t completely healed.
‘The wound was deep back then…’
Although it is not a fatal wound, it is a wound that cannot be healed in a few days. If it had been someone else, it would have been too much trouble to abstain from the next dance.
Despite suffering such injuries, Yuyeon returned to the non-stage again today.
‘Is that really intentional or not?’
Even if Shaolin was more corrupt than I expected, I wonder if he would have pushed his wounded disciple to the off stage…
‘You never know…’
No one knew about human affairs…
“Can you fight like that?”
When I asked while nodding my head, Yuyeon bit my lip slightly.
“···You can·”
“hmm·”
I didn’t say, “I’m going to die like that… What’s the point in worrying about that guy?”
I held back my words and looked around. The gazes were no joke. Most people were already looking at Shinryong.
‘Because the aftermath last time was significant…’
Shinryong, an overwhelming force that cannot be seen as a late Jisoo, has already become a person who gives a lot of meaning to others.
That could be a boundary… or it could be praise…
Whatever it is, it means that the position is too high to be called a late-stage index.
Because of this, many people now have only one interest…
‘If a fighting dragon and a divine dragon fight, who will win…’
The fighting dragon that trampled the Tao king, the divine dragon that presented itself to the world,
Who will win if those two fight? It was a story that many people were curious about, but it became impossible as Turyong abstained.
So, there were some people who were curious about Taowang and Shinryong with regret.
The funny thing about that is…
‘It means that there is a large public opinion that it is 50/50…’
Half of it is that Shinryong will win, half of it is half of it that King of Tao will win.
The current public opinion was like this…
What a miserable situation this is…
‘I can’t believe the King’s reputation has fallen to that level…’
It’s funny that a king-level warrior is only compared to a late Jisoo. How absurd is it that he sees the odds of winning as 50%?
‘That man must be shedding bloody tears right now…’
Will there be only tears? There will be scabs and everything will be destroyed.
This was all a situation created by Faezon…
‘Tsk,’
Damn old man, things got a little messy because of that guy’s accident…
‘···Thanks to this, the talk about the relationship between the Demon Cult and the Defeated Lord has decreased a little…’
The pain in my head was the same… I held back a sigh that was about to burst out and looked at Yuyeon again…
“So, what is your business?”
“···”
I wouldn’t have come here just to say hello. As I said before, we weren’t in a relationship to do anything other than say hello.
Yuyeon didn’t say anything in response to my question.
To be precise, it would be correct to say that I am muttering because I cannot spit it out.
He repeatedly opens and closes his lips to see if he is hesitating.
Just when I was about to get annoyed by that sight…
“oh! “It’s him then!”
Bongsun, bruised, suddenly came out…
“bald head! Glitter!”
“···What are you doing?”
“Can I touch it this time?”
I widened my eyes at the words he said as if he was so excited…
What does that crazy bitch say?
“Touching means touching something… Wait… What do you mean this time? “What does that mean?”
Does ‘this time again’ mean that you have already touched it?
“huh! I touched it last time! It’s so soft… Gyoju… Oh, do you want to touch Confucius too?”
It was something I had hoped for… Bongsun said with bright eyes, as if she had seen a jewel…
It’s going to spin, really…
‘No matter how much this happens, I’m still upset…’
So I looked at Yuyeon with a shy expression… But…
“···uh···uh···uh···”
Contrary to expectations, Yuyeon was busy creaking as if something was broken.
Why is that bastard like that again? His face and ears have turned red, he is not in a good condition…
“···”
I thought about that…
···no way·
“hey·”
“···Yes···Yes?”
Yuyeon reacts with surprise to my call. I looked at her and asked…
“Are you in love with him?”
“···!”
After hearing this, Yuyeon is startled… Are you looking at this bastard…?
“No way is it really…”
“Oh, what is it?”
I was about to speak in disgust, but this time Bong-soon intervened… I have an ominous feeling…
“I want to mate with me- ku-eik!”
Sure enough, he tried to say bullshit, so I hit him on the head.
“Ugh, it hurts…!!”
“···Please· Please shut up and go to the corner…”
I was so embarrassed by the world that I couldn’t stand it…
He kicked Bong-sun and sent her towards the party so-yeol. He meant to take her to her duty. Bong-sun, who had been kicked in the buttocks, disappeared with a bright smile.
After sending all the luggage, Yuyeon and I were left alone…
“···after····”
I held back the burning heat and wiped my face. I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t raise my head.
“K, keuhm…”
As if this was the same for Yuyeon, he suddenly cleared his throat… and then…
“It’s not like that”
Suddenly began to explain…
“···What isn’t it?”
“I mean, it’s not like I’m in love with you… I follow the Buddha’s will and I don’t harbor such dark feelings towards the opposite s*x…”
“No, you don’t have to explain, because I’m not interested.”
“···yes? Oh, I see····”
“Isn’t Taengjung a man? “You can like women, you’re a crazy bitch, but your top is worth looking at, so you can do that.”
“Oh, no! “It’s definitely not like that…!!”
“It’s okay… So why did you come here? If you don’t have any business, I can just disappear.”
Wanting to quickly get to the point, Yuyeon paused for a moment and her expression changed.
As expected, it looks like he had some business to do.
What is it? Why did you come to me like this? When those questions came to mind…
“···I have a request·”
Yuyeon brought out to me the words she had been holding back.
“In a little while, I will be able to dance with the Lord.”
“I guess so…”
That’s how the bracket was organized… But why are we bringing this up?
“···at that time····”
“at that time?”
“…I hope that the Lord will fight me properly…”
“hmm?”
Hearing what he said, he looked at Yuyeon in surprise. What is that guy saying now?
“···What do you mean suddenly?”
“I came here to ask you to be sincere in your prayers.”
“hmm”
Is bimu a joke? I was always sincere. I was about to say that, but I looked into Yuyeon’s eyes and kept my mouth shut for a moment…
This guy was serious…
The intensely hardened eyes are filled with an unknown heat…
Looking at that, he clicked his tongue and scratched the back of his neck. He had a look in his eyes that made him reluctant to give a quick answer.
“···hey·”
So this time I took the joke off…
“yes·”
“Then you die…”
“···!”
Yuyeon’s shoulders are shaking at my answer…
“I don’t know if my body is healthy… What kind of bullshit declaration of war is that? Are you crazy?”
“… This is no problem… I can do it well…”
“What are you talking about, you f*cking bald guy?”
“····”
Was it because the words were strong? Yuyeon’s impression hardened…
Even while watching that, my mouth didn’t stop…
“It’s not something you can ask for… It will depend on your actions…”
“…It depends on your actions…”
“Make it right… and I’ll do whatever you want…”
“···”
I don’t know why Yuyeon suddenly asked this, but at least it seemed sincere, so I answered properly.
If you want to see the sincerity, act in a way that shows it.
Those were the words… As if he understood the meaning, Yuyeon’s eyes became even more heated…
“I understand. I will show you what the Lord said.”
yes·
‘hmm·’
Along with the words, a feeling passes through my heart. My speculation reacted to Yuyeon’s image.
“Today, I will defeat Siju.”
I chuckled at Yuyeon’s words.
“Okay, let’s see then…”
“···”
No more words were heard. Yuyeon bowed her head politely, and as soon as she finished greeting, she turned her back and walked away.
What is this guy? Did you really come here to say this? When you do a massage, do you want to do it properly?
‘Didn’t Ddangjung get dizzy after eating the dumplings?’
It almost made me think that way… And that wasn’t the only strange part…
‘What is it…’
As I looked at Yuyeon’s back, I thought… Because there was something subtly bothering me…
Honestly, it wasn’t a big deal…
It’s just pure instinct…
There is no right reason, and there is no justification for doing so. If you had thought of it on a regular basis, you would dismiss it as bullshit.
I couldn’t stand it anymore and asked Yuyeon, who was walking away.
“By any chance…”
Yuyeon stops walking at the sound of my voice.
“Is it your doing that the bracket turned out like that?”
“···”
After hearing the words, Yuyeon was silent. A few seconds. Then, Yuyeon, who had been quiet like that, answered…
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
The guy answered without turning his head and started walking again. Yeon-yeon gradually walked further away.
I was convinced when I saw that guy…
“Haha, look at this…”
I guess…
“Did that guy do it?”
It seemed right…
