Episode 162. Wind from the North Sea (2)
“Huh? Confucius.”
“Oh, are you here?”
“Yes. Are you going out?”
“Oh, I have somewhere to go.”
“Me too… … .”
“It’s okay, so you practice with the gumbo I gave you. It will take some time to stick to your body.”
“ah… … yes.”
Seo Liang rushed out the gate, covering his face with a large bamboo rib.
Ma Dong-pil tilted his head.
“Why are you covering your face like that?”
Just then, a tired voice came from behind.
“It must have been because you were embarrassed.”
Xu Liang’s behavior was different from usual, so he didn’t even know the existence of Xiao Yansim.
“Meet the Lord of Joy.”
“You don’t have to greet each other like that, Ma escort.”
“no. But for some reason… … ?”
“I came to try to convince you, but I relaxed a bit.”
“Persuasion?”
“Special escort.”
“ah!”
“The work manager gave me a hint. I came here to pay for a cup of tea.”
Ma Dong-pil smiled.
But that’s for a while.
“Did you dance?”
“yes.”
Ma Dong-pil looked at So Yeon-sim as if he was envious.
It seemed difficult to even take a step. The spreading demonic energy was very unstable.
“You seem to have exchanged quite intensely.”
“It wasn’t like that.”
Yeah, it wasn’t quite like that.
‘As expected.’
So Yeon-shim shook her head, recalling the great martial arts from earlier.
‘Is it because I’m on the edge? Or is it innate? Where does that feeling come from… … .’
She was a kwonbeopga of rare era who succeeded the heavenly demon lightning fist. In her school, she has many people who are stronger than her, but she has no more than five people who understand her martial arts better than her.
‘It’s still just an initiation, but it’s clearly penetrated the way to the extreme.’
The extremes of the thunderclap fist are one hit and the other, and two dykes. It means to subdue the enemy with one fist and eliminate it with two fists, so do not use more than three powers to harm the enemy.
It is the same no matter what kind of herbivorous food in the lightning strike. It is extremely chauvinistic and strong, but not like a magician’s martial arts, it is to decide whether to kill or save after first subduing it.
‘There’s no way the headmaster told me about it.’
It wasn’t because I knew the teacher’s personality, but I was able to recognize it from the movements of the Samgongja.
‘Every time you exchange one sum, herbivores are attaching to your body at a terrifying rate. In this way, it won’t take much time to achieve greatness.’
At first glance, envy passed by Soyeonsim’s eyes.
“… … Geniuses are different.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Yes?”
So Yeon-sim looked at Ma Dong-pil.
Ma Dong-pil said calmly.
“Aren’t you thinking of Confucius?”
“that’s right.”
“yes. That is why I am telling you.”
Soyeonshim’s eyes sparkled.
“The person closest to Confucius was Ma Howie. But doesn’t Ma Ho-wei think that Confucius is a genius? You’ve been watching that scary growth all along, haven’t you?”
“We have to figure out how far we should limit ourselves to talent. Whatever the standard, Confucius is clearly the owner of outstanding talent. However, I dare to assure you that he is not a heaven-sent warrior.”
So Yeon-shim was surprised. No matter how much she was, she didn’t know how to evaluate the person she served.
“Why do you think so? If it wasn’t for a genius, I wouldn’t have reached the final stage at such a young age.”
“I feel it when I see Confucius. Talent has a great influence on growth, but it is not an indispensable factor.”
“Are you saying you tried that hard?”
“Effort is fundamental.”
“sure?”
Ma Dong-pil turned his head toward the gate.
Seo Liang disappeared immediately, but Ma Dong-pil’s eyes were full of deep impressions, as if looking at the remnants he left behind.
“To assimilate life itself with martial arts. Not to separate me from martial arts. In other words, it is to become the incarnation of martial arts.”
“It’s hard to understand what you mean. Most Moorim people assimilate life and martial arts. Because without that, you can’t be strong.”
“Aren’t you trying to capture the meaning of nothingness in every single action of holding a spoon?”
“… … !”
“That must also be the way Confucius cultivated through hard work.”
“Does Ma’s words mean that even if we make the same effort, we should do it efficiently?”
Ma Dong-pil did not answer.
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I agree with So Yeon-shim, but I think there is more to Confucius than that. Anyway, I know that talent didn’t play a big role in Confucius’s incomprehensible growth rate.
“Are you busy?”
“yes?”
“If you are not busy, would you like to dance with me?”
Surprise bloomed on So Yeon-sim’s face. At least, Madong Phil, whom she had seen, was not the type to propose her a dance in the first place.
But that’s for a while.
“I am always busy. Perhaps the next busiest organization after the military department is the Hwanheewon?”
“Oh, I see. Excuse me.”
“But what… … .”
So Yeon-shim smiled.
“It’s okay to goof around for a day or so.”
“thank you.”
Yeon-Shim So collapsed on the floor of the gymnasium.
“Before that, we eat rice first. I’m so tired of exchanging white strokes with no inner energy. I must have gotten older too.”
* * *
“Hoo?”
Upon receiving the letter, Yang Jeong looked at Yeo Kang Hui and smiled.
“It is said that the Three Gongja accepted the request of the Sogungju.”
“Oh, is that so?”
Yu Kanghui smiled brightly.
Yang Jeong was unknowingly amazed. Even after seeing it for dozens of days, I am still surprised by that beautiful face.
“It’s really amazing.”
“yes?”
“I don’t know how a man’s face can be so beautiful.”
Immediately after speaking, Yang-jeong felt sorry for her.
“I’m sorry. I don’t think you’ll like this very much.”
“no. Whatever it is, it’s good looking. Rather, it feels good.”
“haha.”
Yangjeong stood up from the bed and asked.
“How can this old man avoid his seat?”
“Ah, yes, thank you.”
“As you know, these members hiding near the bamboo forest and I were entrusted with escorting the Sogungju. I need to keep some distance, but please understand that I need to keep a certain distance.”
“of course.”
Yang Jeong turned around.
“Small Palace Lord.”
“yes?”
“I don’t think it’s necessary to say this, but… … But since I’ve only seen you for a few days, I’d like to say a few words to the elderly.”
“which… … ?”
“Be careful.”
Still turning her back and walking, Yang Jeong continued.
“In the past, the Three Princes were tough enough to be called tyrants. I’ve never had a conversation with him myself, but he’s not an easy person to deal with even if only half of the rumors are true.”
“ah… … okay.”
Yeo Kanghui lowered his head.
“Thank you for your concern.”
“If so, do you know how to call the Three Gongja in school these days?”
“… … ?”
“Demon Lord.”
“… … !”
“As the period of peace continued, the demons of the main school also lost some of their belligerence. It’s different from us retired, old demons. However, our juniors are also those who have inherited the blood of demons. They have within them as much madness as we do, maybe even more than ours.”
Yang Jeong stopped walking and glanced at Yeo Kang Hui.
Liu Kanghui’s face was visibly hardened.
“That’s why they call the Three Gongja the lord of demons. There were no flashy adjectives. The two letters of Demon Army show the longing of those young demons.”
“… … .”
“You don’t know that the Sogoongju has a different mind. I don’t even want to know that. But as the opponent is the opponent, you’d better not provoke him with unnecessary words.”
After those words, Yang Jeong went into the bamboo forest.
Yu Kanghui’s eyes deepened.
‘It’s a demon… … .’
He recalled the conversation of the old masters who escorted him to this place.
– That’s great. At that age, did you develop martial arts that were not lacking even compared to the leaders of the seven families? Is he a complete monster?
– Oh hey, man. word carefully. Aren’t you the teacher’s disciple?
– Curham.
-I heard that you completely lost your martial arts, but if you’ve grown that much in two years, you’re not usually a great person.
– Martial arts are martial arts, but determination stands out more. Negotiating with the heads of the Seven Houses… … Even if you wear inspector’s epaulettes, it’s usually difficult to distribute.
– uh? negotiation? what else do you mean by that?
– I still haven’t changed my habit of living with my ears closed. Didn’t the teacher select and send Samgongja as a special inspector this time?
– Ohh? Leaving Grand Duke and Lee Gongja?
– That’s right. However, it seems that the Three Gongja properly suppressed the seven families. It is said that King Tuwangmaga even ordered the Bongmun.
– Kiya, you’re hot.
He knew something about the Mado Chilga. Aren’t they the samurai who have been the hands and feet of the new religion for hundreds of years and have become a great support for the magic martial arts?
He even ventured to inspect the heads of such families at such a young age. As one old master said, it was impossible with normal distribution.
‘They say martial arts can be built with effort, but distribution is a law that must be innate.’
Yu Jianghui’s eyes twinkled.
‘It’s even more interesting.’
The Heavenly Demon of the Tang Dynasty, Lee Cheon-sang, said that he had never given a disciple any official duties except for the grand duke. If such a religious leader skipped Lee Gongja and gave official duties to the Samgongja, it means that the Samgongja’s ability is so exceptional.
‘It’s okay as long as the ability is outstanding.’
Yu Kanghui bit his lip.
‘I don’t like leaning on anyone, but… … I can’t help it.’
In any case, it would be a good thing for the Protestant side. he was confident
“Whoa.”
Yeo Kanghui took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the bench. It was to capture her beating heart.
how much time has passed like that
Sarah Rock.
The sound of the leaves hitting each other rang in my ears.
For some reason, the wind seemed to be blowing stronger than usual. The sound of the bamboo stalks hitting each other sounded like the sound of rain.
Sabak.
Yeo Kanghui’s sword beauty wriggled.
Sabaksabak.
A person approaches, stepping on a fallen bamboo leaf.
‘It’s here.’
throbbing.
My heart beat got faster and faster.
‘It doesn’t erase the appearance of being popular, nor does it reveal its presence.’
If you look at the regular gait and stride length, it must be a well-trained warrior. The rumors of the Three Gongja seemed clear.
An intangible qi rose from Yeo Kanghui’s body.
Skip.
The qi that moved as if it was flowing in the wind tried to feel the body of an approaching person. He wanted to see how strong he was.
but.
Teeing!
‘Suck!’
The flow of energy bounced off at a frightening speed.
‘The yin machine of the silver screen qigong doesn’t work.’
It had a soft and delicate aura that penetrated into things. It is difficult for even the best masters to recognize the gramophone if they are determined and send it out.
Such a gramophone was unable to even approach and bounced off. I could see that the opponent was a terrifyingly trained master.
chuck.
I finally stopped walking.
Yeo Kanghui opened her eyes.
Ssssss.
The naturally spreading chill covered the ground in a radius of three lengths with frost.
Pussss.
At the same time, the reddish heat quickly erased the frost.
“It’s a place I don’t want to come back to even if I die, but there were times when I missed the wind here.”
He was well over six feet tall and had a confident physique.
He covered his nose with bamboo ribs, but at first glance it was clear that he was a young man with less than two legs.
“I’ll get some good wind, so please plant that icy energy again.”
slippery.
The chill that had been exuding from Yeo Kanghui disappeared as if it had been washed away.
he got up from his seat
“Are you a trio?”
“exactly.”
The young man took off his bamboo ribs.
At the moment, Yeo Kang-hwi did it without even realizing it! She laughed out loud.
The young man, Xu Liang, frowned. His facial expression was not very good, perhaps because his darkly bruised eyes were still in pain.
“You know it wouldn’t be fun if you called it for trivial reasons.”
