Side Story Episode 22. Rationality and Fear (2)
Dong Hu, the most senior member of the company, frowned.
Bang Hyo and Ji Geon, who were behind Dong Hu with their faces grimly contorted, became enraged.
“That bastard!”
“stop.”
Dong-hu, biting Bang Hyo who reacted sharply, took a step forward.
“Is this the guy who lives in a separate room?”
It wasn’t a very nice voice.
Lee Cheon-sang nodded briefly and still relaxed. My body was feverish after training for quite a long time, but I thought I would try it in a slightly different way this time.
Dong-hu, who was glaring at Lee Cheon-sang, spoke in a more somber voice.
“I heard it from the adjutant. “After Hash, you can practice here.”
Lee Cheon-sang still had no answer. Although he listened to Dong Hu, his mind was already full of more reasonable cultivation methods.
‘This bastard.’
A strong force went into the hand holding the knife.
I couldn’t bear to say anything. Isn’t this the guy that Daeju cares about, not anyone else? He may have been a tough guy, but he wasn’t the type of guy that would be nice to deal with over something like this.
I knew it in my head, but I couldn’t help feeling angry.
“Don’t be arrogant just because the Lord cares about you. “I won’t survive long if I’m as arrogant as you.”
Sreuk.
Lee Cheon-sang, who was warming up, stopped moving and turned his head.
‘… … .’
For a moment, Dong-hu flinched.
Is it because of the moonlight? Or is it the original color?
The eyes were particularly blue. The raw gaze that stared straight ahead without even blinking, or the face without any emotion, was horrifyingly foreign.
“This bastard… … .”
Dong-hu shouted without realizing it.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
It was a sharp reaction.
Still, Lee Cheon-sang had no reaction. Dong-hu shouted again and was even more surprised. She couldn’t believe that she had lost her composure just by looking at her.
‘what?’
Dong-hu’s expression crumpled.
Lee Cheon-sang really didn’t blink an eye. It was as if he had forgotten how to blink.
“Tsk!”
Dong-hu turned around.
“There are children who are not very lucky.”
Instead of grumbling, Dong-hu, who made eye contact with Bang Hyo and Ji Ji-geon, who were fiercely holding their swords, shouted again.
“What are you doing? Swing again! “With that kind of skill, you can compete with juniors!”
“yes!”
The two people immediately relaxed their momentum and started swinging their swords again. Although these two men were famous for their fierceness in their school, they were very serious in their martial arts training.
Dong-hu, who had been quietly watching the two people, suddenly turned around.
Lee Cheon-sang was still looking at him.
Dong-hu’s eyes narrowed.
“what? “Do you have anything to say?”
Finally, Lee Cheon-sang opened his mouth.
“I don’t want to cause trouble.”
Donghu snorted.
“Just stop worrying and do your own thing. But it would be better not to come over here. “Unless you want to get stabbed.”
It wasn’t a childish fight for position.
When masters who reach the top level devote themselves to training, they can damage a person’s skin with just the energy flowing from their sword. In particular, Banghyo and Jijigeon were people who made up for their physical weaknesses through magic training.
If you are immersed and even a sword wind blows out, the spectator may get hurt. Of course, if you are not skilled.
Lee Cheon-sang slightly deviated from the center of the training ground.
The training ground itself was so large that it was enough. There will be no bamboo blocking the path here and there, so you will be able to exercise your body much more freely.
‘That’s strange.’
As he widened his distance and lowered his posture, Lee Cheon-sang recalled the reaction of the Gwanghwamun members a moment ago.
‘Is this the so-called collapse?’
It is a practice that is practiced with a real sword as if it were a real fight. In fact, there were several stab wounds on Bang Hyo and Ji Ji Geon’s bodies. It was clear that he had gotten a cut while practicing a little while ago.
‘When you practice crossing between life and death, you cannot help but become emotionally depressed. Although I knew it.’
It was a phenomenon that Lee Cheon-sang could not fully understand.
Even when he was on the verge of starvation and in a state of blurred consciousness, it was a reason close to instinct that moved him.
Even when fighting wild beasts or fighting demons, my emotions never got ahead of me. No, he didn’t know what to feel.
‘not there yet.’
Once you start observing, you can predict the other person’s mood and behavior.
However, if you focus on yourself, you cannot predict the other person’s mood and behavior at all. I had to look at it, think about it, and organize it to understand it.
Lee Cheon-sang closed his eyes.
‘It’s similar to martial arts.’
The strike that comes out reflexively must become a death blow.
Treating people was also similar. You must be able to read the other person’s emotions and predict their actions as soon as you see them. Only then can you read what you want and further gain it.
It’s different, but it’s the same. Same but different.
‘Fight and battle are not something you do alone. You do it with your partner. Like conversations that ordinary people have in their daily lives.’
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Slurp.
Lee Cheon-sang slowly opened his eyes, and there was a subtle glow in his eyes.
‘The answer was not in me, but in the other person.’
hook!
Geumgang Yacha Magic Gong was opened and heavy magical energy rose.
“… … !”
Dong-hu, startled by the heavy magical energy felt behind his back, quickly turned around.
Lee Cheon-sang, who had lowered his posture, was slowly punching his fist.
Dong-hu’s eyes wavered.
‘I heard you’re from Tumajang?!’
A magic energy that changes the flow of air in an instant.
Although the quantity was never large, the quality of the magic energy was significant. Regardless of his actual skills, his energy concentration was comparable to that of the Gwangma Dae members.
‘That guy… … ‘It wasn’t something I was talking about.’
When Dong Hu heard that he was from Tuma, he secretly despised Li Tian-sang.
Not only him, but all of Gwangmadae did the same. They were first-class technicians who had been verified to join the elite units of the Protestant Church. He is not on the same level as someone from a lowly fighting camp.
Just because you have good blood doesn’t mean you’re first-class. You have to be talented to be first-class.
All members of the Gwangmae were united with such pride. There is no choice but to look down on Lee Cheon-sang.
But when I saw the demon in front of me, this guy was no ordinary one.
‘Is this a talent worthy of the Great Lord’s attention?’
Staring at Lee Cheon-sang with sharp eyes, Dong-hu turned his head again.
My shock didn’t subside, but Banghyo and Jigeon were more important than that guy right now. Dong-hu began to read the posture and momentum of the two demons again.
How long has it been like that?
Paang! Paang!
Lee Cheon-sang’s fist began to hit the air.
‘It’s not enough.’
It is no different from the training done in the bamboo forest. This was just getting used to the form of martial arts.
‘Even if you get used to the form, if you can’t apply it, it’s just a dance move. And the application increases the number of things as the number of opponents increases.’
In an instant, Lee Cheon-sang’s movements changed.
After narrowing the distance to one step, he turned his upper body and took a deep punch.
humming!
A sharp yet dull sound.
‘I went in.’
What Lee Cheon-sang thought of was Gapjo’s demon who wielded an ax in the fighting arena.
The movements the demon took were vivid. She faced that vivid sight in front of her and made her take the same attack.
And the imaginary demon’s right ribs were all broken by this blow, and his liver and right lung were completely crushed.
Flash!
There was another opponent created by imagination. There were three Toumas who were targeting him in the waiting room of the Touma Stadium.
Demons attacking from three directions behind your back.
Lee Cheon-sang’s body moved strangely.
humming! humming! Paang!
I broke the sternums of two guys, hit the remaining ear and destroyed the brain.
Killed three in one breath. Although it was modified, it was the Geumgang Magic Fist (Golden Magic Fist), the fighting method of Geumgang Yacha Magicong that had been practiced so far.
‘This is it.’
Without deviating from the grip shape of the Diamond Magic Fist, he killed imaginary enemies just by moving his body’s center of gravity. That too was a one-hit-one-kill.
‘This is how I can kill someone more skilled than me.’
Lee Cheon-sang moved one after another.
He has fought many opponents so far. He fought with the Parakho and with beasts.
He fought with the fighting horses of the Tumajang and even competed with Doheon, the master of the Gwangma.
Each and every one of them became an invisible opponent under Lee Cheon-sang’s will.
Surprisingly, Lee Cheon-sang remembered their faces, characteristics, and martial arts strength and speed one by one. His extraordinary memory became a great insight and helped him grow.
And move on.
Lee Cheon-sang’s face, which had always seemed indifferent and wooden, began to lose some vitality little by little.
The feeling you get from learning something, immersing yourself in something, and incorporating it into your body.
The feeling that he could not recognize was changing Lee Cheon-sang’s face.
“under.”
Lee Cheon-sang is immersed alone and fighting against an imaginary enemy. Banghyo and Jijigeon, who happened to be taking a break and saw the scene, had a sneer on their faces.
“There is no dance like an idiot. “What are you doing, that thing?”
Banghyo laughed openly.
Even Ji Ji-gun, who was quiet, couldn’t stop the laughter from leaking out.
“You seem to have good strength, but your posture is very sloppy. “I don’t know what on earth I’m practicing.”
“You said you’re from Tuma. “It looks like the gymnastics I learned there.”
At that time, Donghu spoke.
“Do you really think so?”
“yes?”
“I asked if that looked like dancing in your eyes.”
A look of puzzlement appeared on the faces of the two people.
“No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like martial arts… … .”
“So do i. “It seems like it’s a martial art and it’s screaming, but everything, including the central axis, has collapsed.”
Dong-hu looked at the two with pitiful eyes.
Banghyo and Jijigeon felt somewhat shaken.
“You are here now because you are afraid of being overtaken by your juniors.”
“… … yes?”
“Are these guys who say they’ve fought enough to actually fight have such poor eyesight?”
The two people looked at each other in confusion.
Dong-hu clicked his tongue as he looked at the two and looked at Cheon-sang Lee.
Strength naturally went into my arms as I crossed them.
‘That guy is creating an imaginary opponent and killing him with one strike. The grip shape is instantly transformed according to the opponent.’
One blow, one kill, one blow, one kill.
With one punch and one palm, he pierces the enemy’s vital area and kills him.
That doesn’t deviate from the three herbivores either. Depending on the situation, only the central weapon was transformed into actual combat to destroy the opponent, and the change was becoming more severe as time passed.
However, even though there were significant changes, they did not break away from the herbivorous framework.
‘There is no such thing as a crazy person.’
Dong-hu looked at the two people and said as if he was chewing.
“Just as important as working hard is the way you see things. As a member of the Gwangju Horse Guards, develop the bare minimum of insight first.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around.
Ji Geon asked.
“Uh, where are you going?”
“I feel like my whole stomach is turning because I’m teaching idiots. I’ll come back after I’ve cooled off, so I can start training. “If I can’t differentiate the 19 herbivores within today, I’ll give up.”
With those words, Dong-hu disappeared from the training ground.
Banghyo’s eyes twisted. Ji Ji-geon’s expression was also not good.
After a while.
‘good.’
Paaaaang!
The tiger’s head was broken by a long blow as if it were being struck.
Lee Cheon-sang took a deep breath.
‘Next is the fourth herbivore, starting from the beginning… … .’
It was then.
Whoosh!
Lee Cheon-sang, who heard a ray of attack, quickly turned his body and swung his fist.
Push!
The long wooden sword shattered into pieces.
Lee Cheon-sang looked at Bang Hyo.
Banghyo huffed, just as he was throwing the wooden sword.
“Can’t this guy hear people talking? “How many times did she call you and you ignored me?”
Lee Cheon-sang asked in a monotonous tone.
“Do you have anything to do?”
“come in.”
“… … ?”
“Please come in.”
Paang!
Banghyo, who vigorously tapped my thigh, smiled and waved his hand.
“Let’s check whether it’s dancing or boxing. “I won’t use the knife, so come in.”
martial arts,
