Episode 512.
Power and Wall (5)
Yang Cheon, resting his elbow on the armrest of the Emperor’s chair and resting his chin, looked very drowsy.
“Have you made up your mind?”
Yeonsim looked up at Yang Chen with blurry eyes without answering.
Yang Chen clicked his tongue inwardly.
‘I thought it would get better, but… I really got to that level with that kind of mentality.’
That way, no matter how sharp the sword is, it cannot be used.
Of course, if you somehow teach it with the same affection as you treat Buseon, things may change.
But Yangcheon had no will to do so.
A person who cannot stand up on his own can fall to the ground at any time.
What Buseon lacked in talent, he made up for with venomous effort and terrifying obsession. If Bu-seon had only envied the talents of the first and third children, he would have been struggling by now with less power than the third.
Yang Chen’s eyes became cold.
“I thought it was at least as good as my fingernails, but it actually got worse.”
“….”
“I have no hobby of comforting losers. “Get out of here.”
Yeonsim’s eyes were bloodshot.
“There is no reason to be here anymore. “I also came with the intention of leaving the Mukryong Club.”
“I won’t go far.”
“But before that, I would like to ask you a favor.”
The corners of Yang Chen’s mouth rose.
“ask? “I don’t see any reason why I should grant you any kind of request.”
“I am applying for a temporary job.”
“hmm?”
Sreung.
Yeonsim’s thumb pushed the sword out of the scabbard.
“I formally apply to become a secretary to the Lord of the Ink Dragon.”
“…Bimu?”
Yang Cheon, who was quietly looking down at her, suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahaha!”
Ugh! Ugh!
Yangcheon’s laughter filled Daejeon and caused tremendous resonance.
Yeonsim’s eyes trembled. The inner strength mixed with Yang Cheon’s laughter was at a level that was unheard of. Just the sound of laughter made me feel like my insides were going to explode.
But she didn’t waver. At least he didn’t betray her in terms of the martial arts skills he had accumulated so far.
Yang Cheon, who had been laughing for a while, suddenly hardened his expression.
“You don’t even know the topic!”
Quad deud deuk!
Yeonsim’s feet instantly dug into the floor up to her peach bones.
Kwazijic!
A spiderweb-like crack appeared around her sunken feet. Although I couldn’t see it because of the red carpet.
Weeeeeeeee.
A strange sound came from Yeonsim’s body. In order to counter Yang Cheon’s incredible strength, she also raised both her strength.
Murderousness emanated from Yang Chen’s eyes.
It is not a life that is deliberately processed and extracted, but a real life. Yang Cheon was sincerely disappointed in Yeon-sim and truly hated her.
“You can feel desperate. It’s your freedom, but you can’t even find a place to die, so you try to borrow someone else’s help. It’s hard to keep your eyes open!”
Wooooow!
It feels like thousands of needles are piercing my ears and turning my brain into mush.
Yang Chen’s angry voice was like a magical skill in itself. And that pressure was growing stronger as time passed.
Yeonsim’s body was drenched in sweat.
I knew that the Thirteenth Place of Seongcheon discussed who was the strongest in martial arts. He also knew that the gap in military power between himself and Yang Cheon was as wide as the sea.
But I didn’t know it would be to this extent. I didn’t make a fist or wave my hand, but it was difficult to lift a finger due to Jinki’s pressure alone.
‘this…!’
Yeonsim’s eyelids fluttered.
‘The power of Seongcheon, who discusses the strongest in the midfield!’
Yang Chen said in a cool voice.
“Can’t you do anything? Is it difficult to sort out a mind full of confusion? “Is the process so difficult that you don’t even want to worry about it anymore?”
“….”
“Then stab yourself in the neck with that sword you are holding! “I am not so bad that I would take the life of an idiot who cannot even die!”
Yang Chen waved his hand.
At that moment, Yeonsim felt a tremendous power surround her body.
Hehehe! Quang!
Yeonsim’s body flew away and hit the wall.
Yang Chen’s eyes lit up.
I was planning to blow up the gates of Daejeon with my extreme skill of empty space attack, using my incredible internal strength. But in the meantime, it turned and got stuck against the wall on the left.
Somehow I resisted. It was definitely worth using as a martial arts skill.
“go away.”
I’m crying!
Yeonsim fell to the floor and vomited a handful of blood.
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Her face was colored with shock.
‘tremendous!’
I heard that my martial arts skills are now at a higher level than that of a long-time master of the old file room. Even Yang Cheon acknowledged that.
He had blown himself this far with nothing but empty air.
‘monster…!’
Not human.
It is an art where martial arts reaches its peak and blows away a rare master of the powerful with only the harmony of energy. At this level, it was not martial arts, but the realm of superpower.
Yes. The opponent was an incredibly strong man who could kill him with just a single finger.
That’s why it was necessary. A dance with the author.
After wiping her mouth, Yeon-sim got up on the carpet again.
A sneer appeared on Yang Chen’s face.
“Do you want to die like that?”
“Please again.”
Yeonsim took the lead.
In Yang Cheon’s eyes, Lee Chae was young.
“I am requesting a military service from King Tu, Lord of the Ink Dragon.”
“….”
Yang Chen looked down at her silently.
Slurp.
The Black Lion flag that dominated the entire Daejeon sank in an instant.
The energy that had filled a huge area was recovered in a split second. The more I looked at Yang Cheon’s abilities, the less human they were.
“Your eyes are full of confusion that even a sleepy person can see at a glance, and you are showing words and actions that cannot be understood by common sense. Now, you can be seen as clearly broken.”
“….”
“But it’s strange. “I still disapprove of your attitude, but looking at it again, it’s a little different from the idiot you used to be.”
Yang Chen’s eyes deepened.
“Do you want to fight me?”
“That’s right.”
“The reason is?”
I asked why.
I thought my love was enough. The enemy and powerful giant who could not live without the same sky was finally asking himself a question.
It starts from here. She threw a winning bet.
“It’s one sword. “If even a single sword touches your body, please teach me your intentions.”
“Hoo.”
It was an unexpected development. Interest arose on Yang Cheon’s face.
“Teach me about my heart?”
“yes.”
“Do you mean to become my disciple?”
“You are the main culprit who brought down Bothaam, and of course you are also my enemy. Even if you are unable to overcome the current confusion and are unable to lead your own life independently, you cannot become a disciple of the enemy.”
Yang Chen chuckled.
“Do you think I would convey my thoughts to someone who is not even my disciple?”
“yes.”
“Why do you think that?”
“The reason the Vice Lord brought Botaam to that point and tried to take me away was because he judged that my strength was useful.”
“It did.”
“You also said that then. He said he would make it the best sword. “He said that if you come out of Botaam and go under Bujusu, you are promised explosive growth.”
Yang Chen nodded.
“It certainly was. But that is only when you abandon Botha’s name and come to me. Are you going to get what you can without giving up anything? “That’s not how deals work.”
“So it’s a sword.”
Yeonsim waved her sword.
“A prosecutor named Kang Ryang said that, right? “I will wait and wait until the moment comes when I can defeat Buju in the future.”
“….”
“I will be your careless hand and foot. “When the Vice Lord gives an order, he will do anything to carry it out.”
“Hoo.”
“But… in this fight, if my sword cannot reach Buju’s body…”
Yeonsim lowered her head.
“At that time, I will do my best to be a master and servant for ten years.”
Yang Chen smiled.
Contrary to what it appears on the outside, it appears that he had his own concerns. In my opinion, the concerns must have been intense, and it seemed like this decision was made after such intense concerns.
Yang Chen didn’t think it was bad.
If you don’t know what you want, it might be okay to follow the advice. If I had risked ten years of my life there, I would have made some calculations.
‘Maybe I was just anxious too.’
Jeong-an chosen by Yeon Ho-jeong and Yeon-sim chosen by herself.
The difference between the two was obvious. Jeong-an found something to do even in the worst circumstances, and Yeon-sim could not.
So I was even more disappointed in Yeonsim. It seemed like that disappointment was blinding his eyes.
Yang Chen looked at Yeon-sim again.
Yeonsim’s eyes, which raised her head, were still full of confusion. But there was also a glimmer of determination. He put his ten years on the line with this one dance. It is a fight that cannot be reversed.
Yang Chen nodded.
“I accept a relationship with you.”
“thank you. Then right now…”
“Do you think you can cut my clothes, let alone my body, with a dull blade?”
“yes?”
Yang Cheon pointed to the gate of Daejeon with his chin.
“I will give you ten days. Sharpen the dull sword within it. Let’s start by changing that ugly look in your eyes. Otherwise, no matter what you do, you won’t be able to plunge the sword into my body.”
Yeonsim’s eyes wavered.
Even though it would have been unconditionally advantageous to fight now, the opponent gave himself time.
Build a perfect body and practice perfect martial arts.
I will not share my hand with someone who is not prepared, regardless of the advantage or disadvantage in the dance.
‘It’s big.’
This was the attitude of the Absolute. Even if the sky were to fall tomorrow, I would not engage in a game that would lower the king’s status.
I had no choice but to admit my heart. That Yang Cheon is a great person.
Regardless of morality and ethics, the opponent is a giant that cannot be measured.
Yeonsim bowed her head.
“Then I’ll see you in ten days.”
“good night.”
That’s how Yeonsim left for Daejeon.
Yang Cheon, who buried himself in the royal temple, felt himself laughing.
“That’s interesting. “It’s on the verge of collapsing, but it also means that it won’t collapse that easily.”
Yes, this is the sword I chose.
It was a nice twist. I was very disappointed, but my heart started pounding again. Yangcheon was looking forward to the meeting in ten days.
It was then.
“My lord. Daesoo Yeon Ho-jeong, a dispatcher from the Murim League, is asking to see you.”
“Oh, lift up.”
Kugoogung!
The door opened and Yeon Ho-jeong appeared.
Yang Chen smiled.
“Are you here?”
“I’m here. But…”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked around Daejeon and laughed.
“Isn’t it too much to harass someone who isn’t even in his right mind?”
Just by looking at the traces on the wall and the dented carpet, you can guess what happened.
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders.
“I was disappointed. But I think we can watch for a while.”
“exactly?”
“That’s right.”
“You have a smile on your face. why? “Did he say he would come under Bujusu?”
Sharp guy.
“They put conditions on it. “It’s not a funny condition, but at least it was a choice I made with my life.”
“That’s why you’re so happy.”
“Hehehe.”
Yeon Ho-jeong thought.
‘When you said you were leaving Jeongan, did you mean you were leaving Botaam, not Mukryongbu?’
This guy is unpredictable in many ways. The shrine collapsed, the teacher became corrupted, and he spent several months in the enemy’s castle without doing anything. It must have been difficult to maintain a clear mind.
“Anyway, what happened so far? “Without relieving travel fatigue.”
“I heard that Yeon-sim told Jeong-an that she was leaving. “I came here to stop it, but looking at the situation, I think you can rest assured.”
“I’m leaving… It’s not wrong. “It’s just that we’re not leaving headquarters.”
“exactly.”
Yang Chen chuckled.
“why? “Did you think that if Yeonsim left, he would unite Botaam and cause chaos in Gangho?”
“Of course Buju is quick-witted.”
Yeon Ho-jeong sat down in his seat.
“Anyway, since Yeon-sim’s business is over, let’s talk about our business again since we’re here.”
“Get some rest. “Sometimes I think you’re addicted to work.”
“The sooner the better. Don’t you think so too, Lord?”
“That’s right.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
“I thought about it, but not the King of Chang.”
“hmm?”
“If you’re thinking of uniting all the other strong powers of the Holy Heaven, I don’t think you should first bring in the King of Chang.”
Yang Cheon’s eyes flashed.
“Then who do you think we should bring in as allies first?”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled bitterly.
“The Three Princes.”
