Episode 134
The price of greed (4)
Geomseon (劍仙) Takmuja (倬武者).
An invincible expert who is said to be one of the Shinseon Emperors among the Thirteen Chairs of Seongcheon and stands at the pinnacle of the martial arts of the Shaman faction of his time.
Although it is meaningless to consider who is superior in a battle between immortal emperors, at least Ilsin and Iseon rose to fame a few years earlier than the Three Emperors and Four Kings.
So, people in the world commented with respect that Il-shin and Lee-seon were the closest to the best in the world. Such evaluation was made based on age and reputation, regardless of pure ability.
Geom Seon was one of those two Seons and an expert who was evaluated as the strongest among those who inherited the sword vein of Tao Mun (道門).
And that disciple was now standing in front of Yeonhojeong.
‘I am Okcheong, a disciple of Geomseon Takmu.’
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes shone fearfully.
‘Yeah, I’ve heard that name.’
It is said that when Tak Mu-ja, who is said to be the greatest martial artist since Sampung Jin-in, the founder of the Shaman faction, first saw Ok Cheong, he praised him as a child born with the talent of a martial god.
The rumor quickly spread throughout the central region. Just the fact that the world’s greatest master, Tak Wuja, had a disciple was something to be admired, but since he said that his disciple’s talent was that of a martial god, it was bound to become a hot topic.
‘But…’
Yeon Ho-jeong remembered the sword name Okcheong.
‘Okcheong is dead.’
A time when Yeonhojeong was renowned as the Emperor of Darkness.
Before Saeumgyo advanced into the central plains, they visited and killed each and every expert who was difficult to deal with.
One of them was Okcheong. And it was known that Okcheong had already reached the level of a immortal emperor at the time of his death from the hands of Saeumgyo.
‘It was dead a long time ago. ‘I can’t believe I’m seeing someone I’ve never seen before in this day and age.’
Curiosity appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.
“Okcheong… I’ve heard a lot about it.”
Okcheong’s eyebrows twitched.
Have you heard a lot about it? At first glance, he spoke quite arrogantly.
But Okcheong didn’t care about the other person’s tone of voice. What was important to him was the dance with Gosu, who would provide the starting point for breaking the wall.
“Is this the host you opened?”
It seemed to be a combination of the nickname Byeoksanhojang and the name Yeonhojeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong grumbled.
“Do not change someone else’s name to your own will. “I am Yeonhojeong.”
“I know it’s rude. “Still, at the risk of being rude, I’ll ask you a favor.”
Sreuk.
Okcheong knelt down on the spot. It was a look that felt tragic.
“Please rub with me.”
Yeon Ho-jeong glanced silently.
Mukbi trembled and turned his head away. It seemed like he was fed up with Yeonhojeong’s vicious fate, which caused accidents.
Yeon Ho-jeong quenched his appetite.
“I’m training. “I’m sorry, but please come back later.”
“If you do, I will wait here until your training is over.”
You’re single-minded like a dog.
“You want to wait while the snow is pouring down?”
“exactly.”
“Icicles will form in your hair.”
“….”
“what the.”
Yeon Ho-jeong asked with an expression of incomprehension.
“Why do you want to dance with me?”
Okcheong’s mouth opened naturally.
“I heard that Byeoksanhojang’s martial arts are fierce and fierce like wildfire, leaving no room for the opponent to counterattack.”
“…hmm.”
“Also, while he is good at unconventional martial arts that focus on attack, he is said to be a combat-oriented martial artist who has already formed a family because he can switch between offense and defense so naturally.”
“It’s a rumor that will make you cringe.”
“I thought you were exactly what I needed right now.”
Okcheong touched his forehead to the snow-covered ground.
“Please teach me.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mukbi.
Watch and learn, man. What I’m saying is, show that level of sincerity to your father later.
“I can’t help it.”
Okcheong raised his head.
It seemed as if life was slowly coming into his eyes, which were full of emptiness.
Huh.
Yeon Ho-jeong, wearing a gwangryongbu on his acromion, nodded.
“Let’s have a game.”
“Thank you. Thank you very much. “I will never forget this favor.”
“I guess there is grace. “You might win.”
Slurp.
Okcheong pulled out his sword.
It was the Songmun Gogeom (松紋古劍), the pride of the Shaman faction. It was a Taoist standard iron sword with a slightly rounded tip and a somewhat blunt blade.
Yeon Ho-jeong quietly looked at Ok Cheong.
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Okcheong took a deep breath and slowly lowered her posture.
Wooooow.
There was a blue energy in the Songmungogeom.
For a moment, Mukbi felt eerie.
‘Sharp.’
The sword of Songmungo was clearly not sharp, but as soon as its clear aura diminished, it began to give off a frighteningly sharp air.
It may also mean that Okcheong’s sword is sharply forged. It was not like the martial arts of a shaman who pursues the leading path.
Also, that sharpness was real. It felt like if I made a mistake, I would get cut in the blink of an eye.
It was when Mukbi looked at Yeonhojeong with worried eyes.
“Hmm…”
Yeon Ho-jeong scratched his cheek.
“Can we begin?”
“yes?”
Okcheong blinked like an idiot.
Yeon Ho-jeong quenched his appetite.
“Then let us begin.”
Flash!
‘omg!’
Okcheong was shocked. Yeon Ho-jeong, who was standing outside of the five fields, had already entered the inside of the first chapter.
It was an incredibly fast movement speed. Okcheong instinctively performed Taegeukhyegeom (太極慧劍), the swordsmanship that represents shamans.
At the same time, Yeonhojeong’s light dragon unit moved like a thunderbolt.
Hahaha!
The Songmungo sword breaks from the upward blow.
Whoa!
“Ooooooooo!”
Okcheong’s eyes rolled back due to the strike of Yeongaquan Iljucheongpa that whipped around like a whirlwind.
Okcheong, who was trembling and holding her stomach, collapsed.
Before he lost consciousness, Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice seemed to be getting farther away in his ears.
“What is this idiot? The match has begun, but why are you so relaxed… All shamans and martial arts are like this… I understand why you lost….”
“Heo-eok!”
Okcheong came to her senses and jumped up.
“Gasp! Ugh.”
He unconsciously held his stomach.
A dull pain rose from my abdomen. It was so painful that I was in tears for a moment.
“Keueuung.”
Okcheong raised Honwonjingyeol (混元眞訣).
Wooooow.
The pure energy coming from the danjeon reduced the pain in the abdomen.
It felt like I was finally living a little better. Okcheong looked around.
‘Where am I?’
It’s a room. It was a fairly spacious room, but there weren’t many clothes.
At that time, the last memory before losing consciousness appeared in Okcheong’s head.
“omg! Wall coral!”
Yes. He applied for military service from Yeon Ho-jeong, the head of Byeoksan Lake, and after only two hits, he was hit in the abdomen and lost consciousness.
‘Two sums… I can do this in just two sums…?’
Okcheong couldn’t believe it.
Grrrr.
My clenched fist was shaking mercilessly.
Recently, the spirit demon has taken over and martial arts has reached a plateau. However, the martial arts skills he had accumulated since childhood were deeply engraved in his bones.
A decent expert can be defeated with three swords, but he couldn’t withstand two combined attacks?
‘It can’t be like this. We must meet again.’
It was then.
Whoops! Bye!
“Ugh!”
There was a strange groan and the sound of a person falling down.
Okcheong looked out the window.
When I looked down the window, perhaps on this floor, I saw a tall young man looking down at someone with a colorful ax slung over his shoulder.
“Damn it. How many times has this happened? “I wish you guys would stop begging me.”
It was a voice filled with endless frustration.
In an instant, Okcheong came to her senses.
‘Yeonhojeong!’
Wow!
Okcheong jumped out of the window and landed on the floor.
Yeon Ho-jeong looked back at Ok-cheong.
Okcheong flinched as she was about to open her mouth. Yeon Ho-jeong’s face, looking at him, was red like a volcano about to explode.
“What else?”
“….”
“If you wake up, go to your place.”
It was an atmosphere where it was difficult to talk easily.
However, Okcheong could not back down from here.
“I’m sorry. Bindo caused a lot of trouble to the leader of Byeoksan. “He truly possesses martial prowess that will amaze the entire world.”
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
For some reason, it felt like I would go back immediately just hearing the words. He said, suppressing his rising anger.
“It’s still a long way away. So, shouldn’t you be working hard on your training?”
“I guess so.”
“Anyway, just go back now. “I left it on the black table, so take it…”
“I’m sorry, but can I ask you one more favor?”
“….”
“Please. “We can’t go back like this.”
“Hold your posture.”
“…hmm?”
Okcheong, who raised her head and looked at Yeonhojeong, felt her spine go numb for a moment.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes were emitting a terrifying murderous spirit.
“Hold your stance, you Taoist b*stard.”
“to? “Oh yes.”
Without realizing it, Okcheong took a squatting position. It was a ceremony for the initiation of the Shaman’s Seven Stars.
“…what the.”
Fuuuuuuu!
The accumulated snow rose three stories high.
Fortunately, Okcheong’s body soared only to the height of this floor before falling. Fortunately, there seemed to be no fracture.
Okcheong, who was losing consciousness, heard Yeonhojeong’s voice again.
“Next time, I’ll have to break the leg club. Stay silent! Get rid of the guys from the communal faction here… Oh, these crazy guys are really here again… Shut up, you b*stards…!”
“Huh!”
Okcheong opened her eyes again.
“Gasp! Cough! “Cluck!”
The field started coughing. I had no strength in my whole body.
“Keueuuuuu!”
Okcheong barely got up and stroked her chin.
‘Isn’t it broken?’
The last memory came back to me. The class leader of Yeonhojeong, who approached at a speed invisible to the n.a.k.e.d eye, struck his chin and his body flew through the air and fell to the floor.
If it weren’t for his trained body and Hon Won Jin-gyeol, even if it broke in one place, it would have broken firmly.
No, I was lucky that my jaw wasn’t shattered in the first place. If the other person hadn’t been considerate, his head might have been blown off.
Okcheong looked out the window.
“Is it already night…?”
Then I heard a cold voice.
“Okay, it’s night.”
“Wow!”
Okcheong, startled, turned her head to where the voice came from.
There, Yeon Ho-jeong was drinking alone with an ax slung over his shoulder. It was strangely eerie to see a candle lit in the center of the table and a drink being poured.
“Yeo Yeon Hojang?”
“I told you not to change my name.”
“…yes?”
“Don’t call me boss, man.”
“Oh yeah!”
Why? Okcheong couldn’t stop his words and actions from becoming polite without realizing it.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly watching Ok Cheong, smiled bitterly and said.
“If you’ve come to your senses, go back now. “I have to drink all this and go to sleep.”
“ah…!”
Only then did Okcheong realize that she had stolen Yeonhojeong’s bed.
Okcheong came down from the bed and lowered her head.
“It caused a lot of trouble.”
“If you understand, just go.”
“Ah… but maybe…”
Yeon Ho-jeong lifted the Gwangryongbu with an expressionless face.
Okcheong’s face became thoughtful.
“omg! I’m not asking you to fight! Absolutely not.”
“…?”
“….”
“joy.”
Coo!
Yeon Ho-jeong lowered his ax and drank again.
Okcheong swallowed. Even when he was at the top, he was the opponent who defeated him in two matches. My body wouldn’t be able to last even a second. No, I actually couldn’t bear it.
‘He is a tremendous powerhouse! How can he be so strong even though he is similar in age to me?’
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“If you have nothing to say, leave now.”
“…Would you mind?”
“what? I can’t hear you, man. “Speak loudly.”
Okcheong spoke hesitantly.
“Can I receive teachings from the great master?”
“Oh, that was it in the end? “Speak quickly, b*stard.”
Yeon Ho-jeong woke up with a cold face. I really wanted to see the end.
“omg! I’m not asking you to fight! “It’s literally a teaching. It’s a teaching!”
“…hmm?”
“I’ll be back tomorrow!” Please let me know what I am lacking! “I will never ask you to fight!”
“….”
“….”
“…Hmm.”
Coo!
Yeon Ho-jeong waved his hand after putting down the Gwangryongbu.
“Okay, come back tomorrow. I’ll sleep.”
“yep!”
Okcheong left Pagungak faster than ever.
