< Episode 32: The Last Gate (2) >
The Mokgyeongun that Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, remembers was clearly only at a third-rate level.
Of course, that didn’t mean I thought he was insignificant.
He learned the sword technique of Wolmaek (月脈), whose lineage was lost about 100 years ago, and also had a natural talent for magic.
So, even though Mok Gyeong-un was from the Yeonmok Swordsman of the Jeong faction, he was brought to Cheonjihoe.
It was important to take out the sword of Wolmaek in his head, but it was also because he thought that Mok Gyeong-un, who was chosen by the big class, might become a member of the Heaven and Earth Council.
However, it was thought that everything was ruined due to the whims of the head of the Cheonjihoe.
[Send it to Sihyeolgok?]
[Hoeju’s famous name. Are you about to protest?]
[Haona…..]
[Uh huh.]
The reason was unknown.
Why did Hoeju order the two sons of the Yeonmok Swordmaster, whom he brought as hostages, to be sent to Sihyeolgok?
We didn’t even meet face to face.
Because of this, Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, gave up any lingering attachment to Mokgyeongun.
Even if you have mastered the Wolmaek sword, the place you are sent to is Sihyeolgok.
When you enter, more than 80% of people die and come out as corpses.
How can a third-rate kid survive in a place filled with cadets with first-class or higher qualifications?
‘It’s over.’
Will Wolmaek’s sword be completely lost like this?
He was so disappointed, but yesterday he couldn’t help but be shocked by his student’s false report.
[what? Try talking again.]
[Wow, we didn’t completely lose. When the disciple was caught off guard….]
[no! That’s the guy’s name.]
[This is Mok Gyeong-un.]
‘!!!!!!’
Wood tillage.
He was alive?
A third-rate guy was sent to Sihyeolgok?
It would have been more understandable if I had said that it was Mok Yu-cheon, the youngest of the Yeonmok Swordmaster.
It was acknowledged that he had natural qualities.
But Mok Gyeong-un still survived.
[Ha…how could this happen…..]
[Master?]
[Close your mouth.]
[…….]
I received a message the night before yesterday asking me to attend the final gate and closing ceremony.
However, if he had competed with his youngest disciple, Ye Wei-shen, in the hidden treasure, wouldn’t it mean that he not only reached the final hurdle, but also won the senior trophy?
Although he didn’t blink at most things, he couldn’t help but be surprised by this.
As a result, Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, fell into deep trouble last night.
What on earth happened in Sihyeolgok?
How did Mu Qingyun, who was only third-rate, become so strong in such a short period of time that he earned the senior trophy and defeated his youngest student, Ye Weishen, who had reached the pinnacle?
Many questions overlapped.
There was no way to clearly answer this question without seeing it in person.
So Son Yun made a decision.
‘Let’s check for ourselves.’
He already had great disciples Woo Ho-rang, one of the Five Later Jisoos, who boasted the greatest talent in the Heaven and Earth Association, and outstanding disciples.
Therefore, there was no longer any desire to receive disciples.
However, I decided to step forward to check the unbelievably fast progress in wood farming.
‘if……’
If I were to see him in person and show that he had great qualities that exceeded his expectations, I was willing to accept him as a disciple even though he might be criticized by other executives.
He is a later person who learned the sword of Wolmaek and survived despite the whims of Hoeju.
I couldn’t miss this.
Just like that, Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, finished reminiscing in an instant and looked at Mok Gyeong-un, one of the six standing side by side in the square.
‘!?’
Son Yun frowned slightly.
It was difficult to give a definite answer due to the distance, but I felt that the level of Mokgyeongun had reached the end of the first class.
‘what?’
Of course, this alone could be considered amazing.
In just a short period of time, he went from third-rate to first-class.
However, at that level, it was difficult to defeat the youngest disciple, Ye Weishen.
‘The gap between first-class and peak is clear.’
Even if there are ten top-notch experts, it is difficult to beat the peak expert.
But how did Mo Qingyun break the leaf gland?
I don’t understand.
‘What kind of trick did you pull?’
A strange look appeared in the eyes of Ye Weishen, who was staring at Mo Qingyun so intently.
This was because, in addition to Mokgyeongun, Mokyucheon was discovered.
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‘That child survived too?’
It’s truly amazing.
As a result, the two children who were held hostage by the Yeonmok Swordmaster all survived.
Of course, Mo Yu-cheon had a natural talent that was beyond his age, so he thought he might survive if he was lucky.
But I never thought I would really survive.
He defeated so many talented people from Cheonjihoe and made it into the top six.
‘Yeonmokgeomjang…wasn’t it a place to ignore?’
It’s really surprising.
On the other hand, I liked Mok Yu-cheon’s changed eyes.
When I saw Mo Qingyun, I was surprised by Mu Wei’s progress, but his expression and eyes were the same as before. On the other hand, Mo Yucheon had become quite hardened and even showed venom.
After surviving Sihyeolgok, it seemed as if he had shed the skin of a docile Jeongpain.
‘It’s a good thing this came.’
I came here to answer questions and it became fun.
One guy surprised me with his tremendous progress, and the other guy surprised me with how much different he was from before.
It’s not the guys under the Cheonjihoe, but the pawns of the political faction that he likes.
It’s something to see and live for a long time.
* * *
‘It’s a shame.’
Mok Kyung-un looked at the front of the podium and quenched his appetite.
Did you say it was Choeumgokju? After she showed up, it seemed like something pretty exciting was going to happen, but it fell apart along the way.
With the appearance of Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo.
-You look so sad that you have no fear.
Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue at Mok Gyeong-un.
-There is no enemy more annoying than a music expert. Unlike other martial arts, Yin Gong’s path is so different that there are no allies or enemies.
What does that mean?
I was wondering if she had read Mok Gyeong-un’s thoughts.
-Eumgong means that it is impossible to select and attack a specific person.
‘A specific person? ah…..’
In fact, the sound hole itself adds charm to the sound and creates a shock wave.
However, sound is not a concept that certain people can or cannot hear.
Unless you were deaf, you had no choice but to hear in some way.
I think I know why the young man said this.
‘If that woman decides to unleash her evil attack, it will cause damage to the entire surrounding area.’
In that case, four months will pass before the final hurdle is passed.
However, this raised Mok Gyeong-un’s doubts.
What was the point of learning a martial art that carries the risk of indiscriminately inflicting damage on both allies and enemies?
‘It would be inefficient if only the eumgong was given.’
It may be effective against large numbers of people, but if there are many people around, the risk is too high.
But I didn’t think that would be all.
There was no way that an expert in Yin Gong would not know about the shortcomings that even he, who had only recently encountered martial arts, thought of.
Anyway, the fun spectacle disappeared and an unexpected person appeared.
King of Myeongdo, Son Yun.
He is the person who brought him here to Cheonjihoe.
I saw him staring intently at me.
Since there was no emotion in those eyes, such as anger or joy, it seemed like they were trying to confirm something.
‘Could it be that you came to see me?’
If that’s the case, it’s quite surprising… Ah!
Mok Gyeong-un suddenly remembered what happened at the Sihyeolgok Bogo (寶庫).
Yeo Wi-seon, a disciple of Myeongdo King Son Yun.
‘It’s him.’
It was only after the fight that I found out its true identity.
It seems that Ye Wei-seon told his teacher about Mo Gyeong-un himself.
Otherwise, there was no way he would suddenly look at me as soon as he appeared.
The curious thing here is,
‘Isn’t it anger?’
Although he was angry because he had touched his student, his eyes did not show anger or other emotions.
If that were the case, I don’t think there would be much to worry about.
Rather,
‘Not yet?’
Mok Kyung-un was waiting for someone.
The object of waiting was none other than King Seomdok, one of the Five Kings.
I heard from Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom that, unlike the other five kings, King Baek Sa-ha would have a chance to participate in the coronation ceremony almost every time.
But there is still no sign of it appearing.
‘Hmm.’
Will there be a variable? If that’s the case, you’ll be in quite a bit of trouble.
The most ideal situation now was to pass the last hurdle as the top student and gain the right to reverse nomination.
The chief at the final gate is given the right to select executives at the final ceremony.
Of course, it was up to the executive to decide whether to accept him as a subordinate or subordinate, but at least he had a chance to be close to him.
But I don’t know why, but it feels cheap.
‘If something happens that doesn’t come…..’
Mok Kyung-un’s gaze turned to the executives sitting on chairs next to the podium.
According to what I heard from Lee Ji-yeom, the middle-aged man wearing the iron ring must be Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violent Power, and next to him is Choeumgokju Hang Yeo-ryang…
‘Did you say it was cancerous?’
It’s really surprising.
The situation was different from what Lee Ji-yeom had said to himself.
According to what he said, Amjongju and Choeumgokju rarely attended the closing ceremony, and given their inclinations, there was a high probability that they would not come this time either.
However, people who said they would not attend came to the closing ceremony.
In fact, among the people expected, none of them fit the bill except Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violent Power.
‘Hmm.’
Mo Kyung-un stroked his chin.
The final gate would soon begin, and if things continued like this, there seemed to be no way to become a disciple of Baek Sa-ha, the King of Island Poisons.
‘Should I go with the next best option?’
Mok Gyeong-un had the benefit of receiving three senior trophies.
[Apart from the final gateway, you can ask for teachings from one of the twelve masters of Wuwang, Samjongju, and Sagokju, who are the highest experts in this meeting.]
Originally, this benefit was intended to be used on Lee In of the Five Kings, who received the title of Eight Stars and was said to be the best expert in the central region, as recommended by Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom.
Cheongryeong also agreed to this.
[The opportunity to receive teachings from a flower sutra expert will not come easily.]
Mok Gyeong-un also thought that there was truth in what he said.
Cheongryeong always spoke to Mo Kyung-un.
There is no need to stick to one thing, but to have a broad range of thinking.
He also said that it was an opportunity to broaden his thinking by listening to the opinions of various experts.
‘But you might not be able to do that.’
If Island Poison King Baek Sa-ha does not appear at the final ceremony until the end, this benefit must be used.
Only then can you ask him about the ghost sword.
* * *
Just like that, Lee Gak Yeo’s time passed.
The only people who appeared before the final hurdle were Daeju Bohyeokso of the Yeomma Dan, ranked 5th among the hundred armed forces of the Heaven and Earth Council, and Danju Daeso of the Red Blood Corps, who ranked 7th.
Among one hundred orders, those who rank 10th in rank are given the title of great leader, a position immediately below the executives.
Their treatment could be seen as that of quasi-executives.
‘There’s nothing I can do.’
Mok Gyeong-un licked his appetite as if he felt regretful.
In the end, it was a situation where a choice had to be made between Myeongdo King Son Yun, Byeokryeokdo King Won Byeong-hak, Amjongju, Choeumgokju Hang Yeo-ryang, Yeommadan’s great lord Bohyeokso, and Jeokhyeoldan’s great lord Daesoman.
Of course, this is assuming that you pass the final hurdle as the top student.
-widely!
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom came up to the stage and opened his mouth.
“Now that all the observers have gathered, we will begin the final hurdle.”
Lee Ji-yeom lightly snapped his fingers.
Then, red belt warriors brought a large wooden board and set it up right next to the platform.
There were several lines drawn horizontally and vertically on it, and there were empty spaces here and there.
The cadets’ eyes narrowed when they saw this.
‘Bracket?’
It looked like a bracket.
If you put your name in the empty space, the bracket was established.
That means,
“At trial, this is a match-up for non-fighting.”
‘ah……’
The final gateway has been revealed.
It was none other than secret martial arts.
Unlike before, it was a gateway in the most primitive way.
“The cadets have tested their own limits through various hurdles and are now standing here at the end. And the final hurdle is now to show off your potential to the observers.”
Martial arts contest.
Through this, each person has the opportunity to show off their inaction.
That was the final hurdle.
The range of choices will vary depending on how much you show here.
‘Bimu….’
The cadets’ eyes became serious.
Unlike before, you have to prove your skills in front of executives.
Even though I was so nervous, I couldn’t help but feel extremely motivated.
But there was one problem here.
‘The numbers aren’t right.’
The number of cadets was six.
If there was a fight, eight would be the most ideal.
That way, eight can compete to become four, four can compete to become two, and they can determine the final winner.
However, because there are six, it is inevitable that
‘unearned win.’
Victory by default.
In other words, the two can advance to the championship match at once.
At that time, senior warrior Kwak Mun-gi went to the bracket and started writing numbers.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
Among them, five and six were structured so that they could advance to the championship match by competing only once.
At that time, Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom pointed to the table placed in front of the podium.
There was a wooden box with a circular hole on the top.
“As you can see, the numbers do not match, so the bracket is selected through a lottery…”
-Sigh!
Then someone raised their hand.
He was Yeon Moo-ung of the secret scriptures.
Unlike the previous gateways, it was the last gateway and he was in front of the executives watching, so he stepped forward without hesitation.
“Can I ask you one question?”
“Say it.”
“Those who advanced by default and those who advanced twice will be at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength and everything else, so will this be successful?”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed with this.
Then Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom chuckled and then spoke.
“Of course, those who have to perform two dances will have a hard time physically, so they will naturally be given enough time to eat and recover. And the fight to determine the final winner will be a competition of chosik without any internal strength.”
Yeon Moo-ung of the secret scriptures seemed to be somewhat convinced by his words and lowered his hand.
It would be a different story if he got injured, but it still seemed like he was trying to eliminate some of the unfavorable conditions.
At this time, Mok Kyung-un muttered softly.
“Wouldn’t it be okay to just compete all at once?”
“Tsk tsk.”
Hearing these words, Mo Yu-cheon, who was next to him, openly clicked his tongue.
If that happens, who will everyone here think should be dealt with first?
It was Mokgyeongun.
If there was a group fight, the most dangerous enemy would be eliminated first, so it couldn’t be a fair fight.
Of course, Mo Yu-cheon still didn’t know.
The fact is that two of the six are Mok Gyeong-un’s subordinates.
At that time, Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom continued speaking again.
“Now, cadets, one by one, come out and take out the iron beads contained in the wooden box.”
The time has come for the lottery.
Those who were given the opportunity to be selected first were those who had the lowest scores at the previous gate.
They were Mo Yu-cheon and Yeon Moo-ung of Bigyeong-mun.
Yeon Moo-woong did not come forward right away, perhaps because he was afraid that if he went out first, he would be told that he had the lowest score.
So Mo Yu-cheon first pulled out the iron ball inside the wooden box.
The number of Mokyucheon is,
“It’s six.”
At these words, Yeon Moo-ung of the Bigyeongmun looked a little disappointed.
No matter how fair it was, it was inevitable that Five and Six would have an advantage as they could only fight once and compete for the championship.
‘under….’
Mu Yuqian snorted when he saw the meat he had selected.
Should I call this lucky?
While doing so, Yeon Moo-woong took out a number.
that,
“……It’s four.”
Unfortunately, the bye was lost.
Although I was disappointed, there was nothing I could do.
Next, Moharang of Mohwabang came forward and pulled out the iron ball.
“It’s three.”
‘!?’
At those words, the corner of Yeon Mu-woong’s mouth twitched.
Even so, he was someone I wanted to compete with at least once because he was always the subject of comparison at the gateway to Sihyeolgok.
Next, Mujangyak walked forward.
It didn’t matter whether the armed drugs were like this or that.
In any case, winning was important at this gateway, but it was also an opportunity to show the observers how talented he was.
-widely!
“It’s one.”
The number chosen by Mumyak was 1.
Next, Jusalgok’s Yeomga walked forward.
The devil possessed by Yeomga had no particular thoughts about this lottery, so he put his hand in expressionlessly and pulled out the iron ball.
The numbers are,
“It’s five.”
At those words, the expressions of the two people changed.
Mo Yu-cheon, who thought he was indebted to Jusalgok’s Yan Ga, was upset that he became his opponent.
And the other person was Mujang Yak.
Naturally, even though there was no draw, I took a breath while looking at Mok Gyeong-un, who became my opponent.
‘This is what happens in the end.’
I thought that soon the day would come when I would compete directly with Mok Gyeong-un.
But it has already arrived.
‘This is my first match against the most difficult opponent…’
Mu Mu Jian shook his head.
For the first time, among his peers, the person he thought would be in trouble if he became an enemy was Mok Gyeong-un.
But then we end up competing like this.
-closely!
My fists naturally gain strength.
It wasn’t that I was particularly afraid.
I didn’t think we would lose right away.
He had a secret ‘it’ that no one could defeat.
This heightened sense was simply a desire to win.
Mu Jingyao walked up to Mo Qingyun’s side, spoke, and held out his hand.
“In the end, this is how we compete. “No matter who wins, let’s do our best.”
Hearing these words, Mok Gyeong-un held his hand and said as if he was troubled.
“uh. “That might be difficult.”
“what?”
“If I do my best, the relationship will become too boring, so I’ll take it in moderation. So do your best there.”
‘!?’
What is this kid talking about?
Are you provoking yourself now?
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