Episode 86. grow up (1)
thud!
The gymnasium rang loudly.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.
“What is all this?”
“The weapons I will use.”
“It’s not just one or two.”
“Yes, I will use them all.”
Ma Dong-pil shook his head inwardly.
‘He’s such a wonderful person.’
You don’t know how surprised I was when I saw Confucius’ martial arts fighting a ghost for the first time. It wasn’t because it was strong, it was because it deviated from common sense.
Confucius really didn’t have a weapon he couldn’t handle.
What was even more amazing was that he skillfully handled all of the different types of weapons without missing anything.
Of course, each Moorim person has different talents and dispositions, so there are those who focus on one weapon and those who handle multiple weapons.
But even considering that, it was great.
Confucius went beyond handling various weapons and seemed to be completely unconstrained by the shape and use of weapons.
“By the way, did you have a good trip?”
“yes? Ah, yes.”
“What does Sowonju say?”
“I said that I knew the will of Confucius well. He also said that he would serve good wine sooner or later as an apology.”
Seo Liang grinned.
“Good job.”
I even drew my sword, but I didn’t want to confront Ho Yo-seong.
It was the same with sobriety. Aren’t both of them wielding great power in Protestantism?
But I had no intention of appearing friendly. No matter how nice a person is, it’s only natural that if they show a docile side, they will become more and more easygoing.
A person who is moderately difficult, but does not cause discomfort.
Xi Liang wanted to be seen that way by others. At least in order to live in Protestantism, such an appearance was necessary.
“The top lender?”
“Went. It’s probably late.”
“I get it.”
Even though he said harsh words such as “Don’t play around,” “You’re still the owner,” etc., Wi Hong-ryun was a responsible person in his own way.
Probably by now, the crews have been reorganized and are on standby for future missions.
“It’s a bit late at night, but let’s take a look.”
Seo Liang overturned the bundle.
Chiriririring!
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes shook.
‘Except for one sword, everything is a sword. But… … .’
What are these unique knives?
Excluding the sword, the swords brought by Xi Liang were a total of four.
It was a pair of small swords and a hwando (還刀) that looked like twins, and a sword as big as the sword he used when he encountered the beast archer the other day.
‘You’re really going to write all of that… … suck!’
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ma Dong-pil took a step back without even realizing it.
His eyes were looking at the three-character-long hallway. It was a little shorter than the one I used before, but it was enough to be called a long sword.
Long swords dyed in a subtle ink color, from swords and swords to swords. The blood that spewed out of the sword was truly amazing.
Seo Liang smiled.
“Are you a bloody guy?”
“… … What about that knife?”
“Do you know what this knife is?”
Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva involuntarily.
“Maybe, isn’t it Chilyado?”
“uh? do you know I just brought it because I liked it.”
“Soldier Seven Nights… … !”
Xu Liang said in a casual tone, but this sword was no ordinary sword.
Chil-yado, the official name is Black Devil Yado (黑魔染夜刀).
This sword, characterized by its simple appearance and subtle killing spirit, was the favorite soldier of the Seven Great Heavenly Demons, who spread fear throughout the Murim in the past.
Apart from the perfection of the sword itself, it was the sword that was with him from the time he first entered the church until his death, who was said to be the strongest in the history of Protestantism before the time of the Heavenly Demon.
There were horsemen who were stronger than this, but at least the proportion of chil-yado in the new religion was no less than that of any other recruits.
“The symbolism of Chil-Yado in our school is great. In terms of the entire Mado Murim, it is one of the weapons that swordsmen want the most. You’ve found a great weapon.”
“I just liked it. If it doesn’t suit me, there’s no need to dwell on stinking old things.”
Ma Dong-pil smiled.
‘You look like Confucius.’
I don’t care what kind of history is contained in that knife. I would have just thought about whether that knife would fit me.
If he had been a swordsman, he would have been troubled even if the chil-yado didn’t fit. That’s because Chilyado’s reputation was great.
“Then do you know what this knife is?”
It was a pair of identical small swords that Seo Liang picked up while wearing the Chil-Yado in a girdle.
The horse was called Sodo, but it was about half a foot longer than a normal Sodo.
One was red, the other blue. Except for being agile than Chilyado, there was no special feature.
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However, Ma Dong-pil could not ignore the knife.
Sureureung.
The swords pulled from their scabbards gave off a creepy anticipation.
I couldn’t even compare it to Chilyado, who simply struggled to live. It didn’t contain demonic energy, but it was anticipatory enough to cut objects even though it didn’t touch.
Ma Dong-pil’s neck vibrates greatly. He was doing well in his eyes today thanks to Confucius.
“It’s a blue and red wind, a shooting star twin swords.”
Seo Liang looked at Ma Dong Pil as if he was curious.
“Do you really know everything?”
“I was interested in weaponry, so I looked into this and that in the past.”
I couldn’t bear to say that they were famous enough to know without studying.
Chil-yado is called the horseman of heaven thanks to the fame of its owner, but Yuseong-ssang-do is truly so great that it is said that it is a recruit.
In particular, to the thieves who were good at swordsmanship, they were worthy recruits even in exchange for their lives.
What is unusual is that the meteor twin swords are not horsemen. Because of this, even the swordsmen of the Jeong Sect swallowed their mouths at the Meteor Twin Sword.
‘Come to think of it.’
Ma Dong-pil looked at the other weapons.
‘Except for the sword, all swords don’t exude demonic energy.’
Then, what kind of knife is the last knife?
His eyes turned to the five-foot long sword.
The hilt was as long as a foot and a half, and it was full of dragon scale patterns. Unlike other knives, it seemed that they put a lot of effort into the craftsmanship.
But that was it.
The handle is gorgeous, but other than that, there is no special decoration and no armor.
The width of the blade reached 10 cm and the thickness was considerable, so it gave off tremendous power, but the appearance itself was on the plain side.
“Do you know what this knife is?”
“… … I do not know.”
Seo Liang nodded.
“They were stuck in the corner of the barracks. Would you like to hear it?”
“Yes, yes ?! May I listen?”
Xiliang snorted and threw a giant sword at him.
Ma Dong-pil carefully received the knife.
Moment.
‘Suck!’
he was startled The weight of the sword was greater than expected.
‘Fifty pounds? No, it seems to be sixty pounds… … .’
If you wield a sword like this with all your energy, it is no different from fear in itself.
It is said that there are warriors with serious illnesses that often weigh more than 100 pounds, but it was not easy to see such warriors in reality.
If you have good skills, there was no reason to use such a heavy weapon in the yard where you could split rocks with a wooden sword.
So, more than half of those who were seriously ill were possessors of minor martial arts.
but… … .
‘What if Gongja-nim wielded a sword like this?!’
In an instant, goosebumps all over your body. It seemed to see an illusion in which a person was cut in two with a single sword, and even the rocks and giant trees beyond it were blown away.
“Is it heavy?”
“Yes, yes.”
“If you consider a long-term battle, it’s not something you’d have to spend a lot of time on. But my eyes kept going away.”
Ma Dong-pil, who had been tinkering with the sword, politely held it out to Seo-ryang again.
Xu Liang lifted the sword with one hand with ease.
“Unlike the other weapons on the shelf, I don’t even know its name because it’s tucked away in a corner. I decided to call it Yongrindo because the handle is shaped like this.”
Yonglin Island.
It is also called Yongrindo because it is a sword engraved with dragon scales. Seo Liang had the lowest naming sense, but rather, that name seemed to suit this knife.
“Somehow… … .”
Woo woo woo!
As the dark spirit demon was loaded, Yongrindo vomited a strong sword spirit.
“I thought I could put it to good use.”
Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva.
Indescribable dignity seemed to emanate from Xu Liang’s serious face, holding a giant soldier in one hand.
Quite different from usual. For some reason, it gives off a noble, unmanned atmosphere. The seriousness that used to be sharp and pointy is now full of weight.
He looked at Yongrin Island with serious eyes for a long time and then smiled.
“I’m thinking about selling it later if I try it out and it doesn’t work. I think I can get some money.”
Ma Dong-pil sighed.
Xiliang kicked four swords. He wore a chil-yado on his right waist, a meteor twin sword on his back, and a yongrin-do on his right oblique.
The appearance of Xu Liang, who was holding four swords of different sizes at the same time, looked clumsy for some reason, but it went well with him.
Ma Dong-pil tilted his head, thinking that this might be a human arsenal.
“Confucius.”
“uh.”
“But what is this sword?”
“Oh, is that?”
Xu Liang raised his longsword. The longsword with black armor and a dark blue handle was neither too flashy nor too plain.
He threw his sword at Ma Dong-pil.
Ma Dong-pil, who had received the sword, looked at Xu Liang.
“Pull it out.”
“I am… … You mean?”
“You have to choose. I brought it for you.”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyelids trembled.
Seo Liang shrugged.
“No matter how good my eyes are, I don’t know if I like it or not because I’m not the person involved. However, I chose my own way because your martial arts go in a serious and heavy direction.”
“… … .”
“Pluck it out and if you think it’s not zero, give it to someone else.”
“It can’t be.”
Is it a disease that doesn’t suit you?
Still can’t give it to anyone. It shouldn’t be.
This sword was none other than the one that ‘Confucius himself’ had brought for himself in the ‘Cheonma Byeongchang’. If it didn’t fit, it was rather a plate where you had to remodel your own martial arts.
It wouldn’t be enough even if I thanked him a thousand times, but Ma Dong-pil kept his mouth shut. It was because such a greeting itself seemed to disparage the grace of Xi Liang.
Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
A sword that comes out slowly.
The sword body was also black, like the color of the armor). The length was half a cubit longer than the usual Samcheok sword.
Hoo-wook.
When the sword was drawn, intense demonic energy spread around the gymnasium.
It was not the demonic energy emitted by the devil, but the demonic energy emitted by the weapon itself.
The fact that an inanimate object contained demonic energy was itself a miracle, but even the concentration of that demonic energy was quite thick.
“Isn’t it heavy? I brought it because it seemed to suit your martial arts and inclination. It’s called the Dark King’s Sword, but I’ve heard of that sword.”
Ma Dong-pil’s hand trembled. He, too, was well acquainted with the sword.
One of the Five Great Demon Swords of Shinkyo and one of the Ten Great Demon Swords of Gangho.
It is also called the sword of silence. This is because if the master who holds the sword does not show his abilities, he will not exude more than enough demonic energy.
However, when the owner grows up and grows into a demon worthy of the sword, from then on, it exerts terrifying power.
“You’ll have to try to make it bleed to handle it properly. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to become an idiot who couldn’t even use a single weapon?”
“Confucius.”
Ma Dong-pil, who had a lead sword, took possession.
It’s not a section, it’s a foreclosure. But it was more solemn than ever.
“I will become the best Mine. I will become stronger than anyone else and protect Confucius for the rest of my life.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“I don’t even want to do it for the rest of my life, so train hard.”
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the next morning.
Seo Ryang and Ma Dong Pil, who sweated coolly the day before, came out to the gym again in the morning. Now that you have acquired a new weapon, you want to learn it to suit your body.
“Okay, you do it there. I’m here… … huh?”
Suddenly, Xi Liang frowned.
“Who are you again this morning?”
After a while, someone knocked on the door.
“This is a message from the Demon Shrine. Sam Gongja-nim, please open the door.”
rattle!
She opened the door without answering.
One Mine lowered his head. It was a magician belonging to the military department.
“Invincible Protestantism, Manma Angbok! Meet the Three Princes of the Protestant Church.”
“Okay, what’s the matter since morning?”
“The teacher called Confucius.”
“… … .”
Seo Liang sighed.
“It’s time to get out of breath.”
