Episode 367
Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! Sigh!
A light hitting sound rang out.
Some hope that the beatings will be carried out under the pretext of sparring.
I asked, looking down at the Cheonwoo seal lying in tatters on the ground.
“Are you conscious now?”
“······.”
“Seeing as I didn’t get an answer right away, it seems like it’s still not enough.”
“no! “I heard it!”
Dojang Cheonwoo urgently raised his head and shouted.
I beat it up mercilessly, but it seemed to be in better shape than I expected.
‘As your martial arts level rises, will your determination also increase?’
I frowned as I lowered the scabbard raised above my head.
For some reason, I didn’t feel refreshed.
The sight of Cheonwoo Dojang, pretending to be sick and glancing at me, couldn’t have seemed so disgusting.
“It appears that I have treated the dojang too personally. “It seemed like his shameless behavior was reverting to his old self.”
“I was wrong. Please forgive me this once.”
“I am looking forward to seeing how you will react if I tell this to the Plum Blossom God Sword. “The Taoist monk of Hwasan broke the rules and spent the night with a courtesan.”
“I swear it didn’t happen like you think!”
“Then what are the lip marks left on the nape of your neck? Was it painted by a skilled painter?”
“······I was tempted a little, but I didn’t cross the line. “She can swear that she has never put a drop of alcohol in her mouth, let alone a woman.”
“Are you telling me to believe that?”
“What’s the point of lying if you’re going to get caught right away? Please ask senior Maeng Kyung. Then you will know.”
“If that is true, then the seal was bewitched by the courtesans’ fawning, so he got a few pieces of food and wasted his gold coins like water.”
“······.”
“Have you seen the Sang Hogu among these Hogu?”
Dojang Cheonwoo made an expression of regret.
He seemed to have realized late that he had been caught in an induced interrogation.
Actually, it didn’t matter to me whether he broke the rules of the Hwasan Sect or played with fire.
It was the volcanic eruption that was in trouble, not me.
The problem was that he thoughtlessly wasted public funds without realizing it was a waste of money.
It would have been okay if I had used my own money.
Even though it was a shame, there must have been some extenuating factors.
Of course, most of the funds for Cheonan Gambu’s activities came from the Hwayang Trading Company, or more precisely, from the shares I received by selling the foundation of the Geumryong Trading Company.
In fact, it was safe to say that it originated from me.
Cheonwoo Dojang must have done this because he knew about it.
‘but.’
Even so, personal assets and public funds had to be clearly distinguished.
Although it may seem like a minor difference at first glance, it was inevitable that accidents would occur when the boundary became ambiguous.
Care had to be taken to prevent recurrence.
The use of ruthless violence was not simply to evoke nostalgia for the past.
“I’ll only let you see it once.”
“yes! thank you!”
“This should never happen again.”
Part of me wanted to break the leg club, but I decided to endure it this time.
Still, isn’t he a talented person who applied to the Cheonan Inspectorate in response to an unreasonable request?
Even if that wasn’t the case, I felt sorry that I was eating my bones with just a token of gratitude.
It’s true that 60 gold coins is a lot of money, but by my standards, it wasn’t that big of an expense.
I decided to be satisfied with that since I had a reason to collect the Cheonwoo seal for a long time to come.
“······Go back now and rest. “You must be tired.”
“I don’t think it’s something to say after being beaten up so badly.”
“Why are you sad?”
“Is that possible?”
With a wave of his hand, the unclean Dojang Cheonwoo quickly left the training ground.
The steps I took to run away were light.
I think I was limping on my left leg just a little while ago.
‘I feel strangely bad.’
My stomach was boiling, and I had no idea how to relieve it.
I clicked my tongue and turned my head.
There is one sign that can be felt beyond the fence.
It seems that Cheonwoo Dojo didn’t notice until the end, but I couldn’t fool my senses.
“How about you just come out?”
“······Since when did you know?”
Meng-gyeong, a man dressed in fancy clothes, climbed over the wall and entered the training hall.
His face was extremely haggard from how much alcohol he had drank the night before.
Judging by the fact that he mastered the art of hiding even while suffering from a hangover, he was a talented person.
“I knew it from the beginning. “Did you enjoy the sightseeing?”
“It was more scary than fun. “The leader of the organization I will be working for from now on is such a violent man.”
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“Senior, you’d better be careful too. “I am usually lenient towards members, but I have no mercy on those who cross the line.”
It wasn’t just a joke.
If Meng Kyung had any sense, he would have realized that this was a warning.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“So, what brought you here?”
“Isn’t it you who called me and left me in the guest room? “I waited for a long time, but he didn’t come, so I took the step myself.”
“I didn’t neglect it, I waited. First, take care of your hangover.”
“My mind is fine, so there is nothing to worry about.”
This was the problem with drinkers.
If he had shown sincerity by using his inner strength to shake off his drunkenness, his words would have been more persuasive.
“I’m telling you this in case you’re curious, but what Cheonwoo Dojo said is true. Even on the first day he came to see me, and even when he last visited Giru before coming to the Guangxi branch, he did not touch the woman. “Of course he didn’t drink.”
“After listening to the story, it seems that he continued to persuade the naive Taoist monk to open the door.”
“It’s because the reaction was so funny. “He was a friend who was fun to tease.”
“I believe you have heard most of the story from Dojang Cheonwoo.”
“Master is looking for me.”
“We will leave early tomorrow morning and return to Maeng’s headquarters. “Get ready.”
“Aren’t we in too much of a hurry?”
“We can’t relax. “I don’t know when Geolwang will pass away.”
There was no longer any need to stay at the Guangxi branch and act as an inspector.
Since Meng Gyeong’s recruits were secured, all goals could be said to have been achieved.
We had to move quickly to get him to the opening in time.
“······.”
Meng Jing’s face darkened, perhaps because his teacher’s nickname was mentioned.
As I was quietly staring at him, I spoke out loud.
“I think it would be a good time to check your skills. “You came all the way to the training ground. Wouldn’t you be upset if I just sent you back?”
“Are you saying we should spar?”
“yes. “Isn’t it natural for a manager to want to know the level of prospective members?”
“He told me to get ready because he’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning.”
“I will do it for you. Do not worry.”
“That hurts my pride. “Even if it’s like this, I don’t have the skills to look down on you anywhere.”
“First, discharge the alcoholic poison through Ungong. “I will wait for you.”
“I understand.”
Meng-gyeong sighed heavily and sat cross-legged on the floor.
It seemed like he decided that since it was an order from a person who would soon become his superior, there would be no good in rejecting it.
I exclaimed in exclamation as I guessed his state based on the prayer that flowed implicitly.
A master of hwagyeong.
He was a talented person who could easily be ranked among the top 100 masters.
Should we really say that he is a disciple who followed the progress of King Jie?
It must be borne in mind that their skills may have decreased due to the hiatus, but it is still an undeniable fact that they are a great force.
* * *
About half an hour has passed.
Meng-gyeong got up from his seat and asked, pointing to my waist with his index finger.
“Could you please lend me your sheath?”
“······?”
“It’s not that I don’t have confidence in my opponent’s empty fist, but I still feel like I need a weapon to deal with the Dragon King, who is famous throughout the entire central plains. As you can see, I don’t have a batting stick.”
I nodded, unsheathed the sword and handed it to him.
Meng Gyeong, who swung the sheath he was holding a few times, nodded as if he was satisfied.
“It’s sturdy. “It’s not a weapon I’m used to, but it’s still better than nothing.”
Meng Kyung took a long breath and took a stance.
As if I had been waiting, I kicked off the ground and ran towards him.
The eighth herbivorous meal, Seowol (暑月).
The sword, which seemed to be filled with heat, was aimed at Meng Kyung’s side.
Meng Gyeong, who deflected the attack by tilting his sword diagonally, immediately launched a counterattack.
Puff poop!
Stick blows pouring down like heavy rain.
The sound of the blast echoed throughout the area.
It was the beginning of the Tagubong method, which is said to be passed down only to the Ark of Openness and its successors.
‘You want to fight head on?’
I thought I would be cautious since my opponent was a high-ranking warrior, but I never thought I would go on the offensive instead.
I raised the corners of my mouth and swung my sword wide.
The 21st herbivorous meal, Paewol (敗月).
Dozens of strands of sword energy swept wildly across the front.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The floor of the training ground caved in and a cloud of dust rose up.
Meng Jing’s hand, which took a large leap and escaped the range of herbivory, waved dizzyingly in the air.
The speed was so fast that an afterimage remained.
Boom!
The sword and sheath collided, creating a heavy collision sound.
I calmly observed my opponent and adjusted my sword speed.
‘There’s no need to get too worked up.’
If I put my mind to it, I can achieve victory in an instant, but for a while, I planned to match my opponent’s level.
After all, this is a sparring to check the skills of the prospective members.
“Ha!”
Meng Kyung kicked the air with a high spirit.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he dug into the side and swung his sword sheath.
bang!
The scabbard that rose diagonally was stopped in place by the membrane of brain energy.
Surprised, Meng-gyeong tried to widen the distance by taking a step back, but I wasn’t the type to just sit there and watch.
As much as he had retreated, he came closer and unleashed a powerful fist with his left hand.
The seventh herbivory, Shaejangquan (碎腸拳).
A blow that shatters the internal organs.
It was an herbivore that ignored defenses and struck directly into the body.
Perhaps instinctively feeling a sense of danger, Meng Gyeong let go of the sword sheath and quickly wrapped both hands.
Then something surprising happened.
It seemed like a powerful attraction was created in the two hands that wrapped around the fist, but the energy that was supposed to hit the opponent was dissipating in vain.
It was an amazing feat.
He said he was somewhat confident in his rivalry, and it appears that was not a lie.
Meng Kyung kicked the falling sword sheath and lifted it onto his shoulder, catching it deftly.
He leapt backwards again and repeatedly struck the air with his club.
Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
Attacks flew into the air and rained down on the area.
Instead of responding, I unfolded the ghost cloth and left the place.
‘I was worried that my skills would have declined significantly while playing and eating at Sangsalmun, but it turned out to be unfounded.’
Meng Gyeong’s inaction was better than I thought.
Of course, it was nothing compared to Wu Ji-jin, who was on the verge of absolute perfection.
Still, at this level, it seemed like he wouldn’t be far behind other Hwagyeong experts.
‘Shall we push a little harder?’
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