< Episode 38 Skills (2) >
‘Is this okay?’
Chae-rin Ha, who was watching the fight next to Jong-hyuk Ho, and Go-chan, the guard who was possessed by her, looked anxious.
I was well aware of Mok Kyung-un’s skills before coming here.
Although it had strange powers, it was only second-rate, and it was doubtful whether it could survive against such a monster.
however,
-thud!
‘!?’
Jeomopal, one of the Five Mountains of the Five Mountains of the Five Mountains, is on his knees with his right wrist broken.
Seeing him like that, Go Chan could not help but be inwardly shocked.
No, it’s only been less than a month, what on earth happened?
Was Mu Qingyun originally this strong?
“······As expected, my judgment was correct.”
Wei Meng-cheon, the blind man of the second mountain, opened his mouth with his swords pressed together.
He didn’t actually intend to cut off Mo Kyung-un’s head, but he created the momentum as if he was going to cut it off with as much force as he could.
As a result, Mok Gyeong-un revealed his true skills.
I couldn’t help but be quite surprised by this.
‘It’s passed the peak level.’
It exceeded expectations.
I thought it might be the climax of the play.
However, it was no exaggeration to say that he had reached the beginning of his peak when he was able to block his own sword in an instant and overwhelm Jemopal with his attack power.
“What kind of talent does this…”
-Ugh!
‘!?’
Blind Wei Mengchen frowned.
As we clashed our swords together, the very slight resonance sound irritated my ears.
Then, he soon felt a crack forming in his sword.
Therefore,
-Chaaeaeang!
Wei Mengchen used the sword strike technique to deflect Mu Qingyun’s sword.
As the sword bounced, Mo Kyung-un’s new form floated slightly backwards and was pushed back about five steps.
Then Wei Mengchen ran his finger over the blade of his sword and felt it.
‘There is a crack in the bamboo sword.’
Although it was wrapped in bamboo, it was a famous sword created by the hands of a skilled craftsman.
A bamboo sword like that lost incontinence in just one hit?
What kind of sword is it?
-Clap clap!
Then I heard someone clapping their hands.
The person clapping his hands was none other than Jang Neungak, Hoeju’s second disciple.
Jang Neung-ak, the corners of his mouth reaching up to his ears, was looking at Mo Gyeong-un with satisfied eyes.
“okay. “This is exactly what Confucius wanted to see.”
The inaction of passing through the gate of Sihyeolgok as a senior despite being a hostage to political factions.
There was no way it was clumsy.
I don’t know how he could deceive his senses, but if he was able to take the sword of Wei Meng-cheon, a villain, he was sure to have surpassed his peak.
Mok Gyeong-un said with an expression of embarrassment at his words.
“You’re really causing trouble.”
I tried to hide my skills as much as possible.
But I never thought it would be revealed this way.
‘That’s annoying.’
If it weren’t for that blind man, I wouldn’t have been caught like this.
Because of this, Mo Gyeong-un learned one thing.
That said, nothing is ever perfect.
Even though death energy, or death energy, is an energy that living humans cannot sense through energy, it is necessary to pay more attention if there are people who can understand others in this strange way.
-That blind sentient being is a variable.
Cheongryeong also clicked his tongue at this result.
The ideal would have been not to reveal his skills, but now that he was caught, he might have to change his plan depending on how that Jang Neung-Ak would turn out.
At that time, Jang Neungak approached and said.
“Hideing one’s skills is quite common in martial arts. “It’s very rare for someone who hasn’t even met the minimum terms to go beyond the realm of climax.”
‘Rare?’
Hearing Jang Neung-ak’s words, Ho Jong-hyuk, the great leader of the Bucheoldan, stuck out his tongue.
Even himself, who had been praised by his father for having outstanding military talent, was able to enter the realm of transcendence only when he was almost thirty.
Of course, even he was amazed by the people around him.
However, for someone who was only 17 or 18 years old to have entered the realm of transcendence, he could rightly be called a genius.
‘······I understand why you hid your inaction.’
A sharp awl pierces through the handle.
A moderately outstanding martial artist may be welcomed by those around him, but if he goes beyond that, he becomes the object of checks and envy.
Mo Kyung-un’s talent is clearly the latter.
I don’t know if it was his own judgment or the command of his teacher, Amjongju, but he probably hid his skills because he was concerned about it.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
Jang Neung-ak spread his arms wide and said to Mo Gyeong-un.
“I like it.”
“······.”
“Let me be blunt. “Swear your allegiance to this Confucius.”
“You want me to swear allegiance?”
“okay. This Confucius wants talented people like you. “Those talented people are equivalent to the power of this Confucius.”
That would be natural.
The more powerful warriors he receives as subordinates, the more solid he will be as the successor to Lord Hoe.
Jang Neung-ak came right in front of Mok Gyeong-un and continued speaking.
“This Confucius does not demand unpaid loyalty. If you swear loyalty, I will promise you the wealth and honor you deserve.”
“wealth and honor······.”
“okay. Furthermore, if Confucius becomes the pinnacle of this conference, we will enjoy more together.”
In response to Jang Neung-ak’s words, Cheongryeong spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
-It looks like you have no choice.
The ideal would be to monitor the situation while strengthening one’s power under the Amjongju.
However, once his skills were revealed, it became difficult.
If you refuse here, there is a high possibility that you will be checked or involved in troublesome matters, so the next best option would be to strengthen your power under Jang Neung-ak.
however,
-widely!
Mok Gyeong-un gave a bow to Jang Neung-ak and said,
“I’m sorry. “It is a really tempting offer, but it seems difficult to follow Confucius right away.”
-huh?
Cheongryeong was puzzled by Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
Now that his hidden power had been revealed, the option of joining Jang Neung-ak’s staff was a good option, even if only to prevent troublesome events.
However, if you refuse here,
“You can’t follow Confucius?”
As expected, Jang Neungak’s expression changed in an instant.
One eyebrow trembled and went up, and he seemed uncomfortable.
It was as expected.
‘What on earth are you thinking? ‘Rebirth.’
Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue inwardly.
Huaiju’s second disciple and each of his subordinates were not ordinary experts.
So there was no benefit in provoking them.
‘Anyway, there is no way to smoothly follow the advice.’
At that time, Jang Neung-ak stabbed Mok Gyeong-un in the chest with a fan and said,
-Hold on!
“Do you know what that means now?”
“well? “I’m not sure what that means.”
“what?”
Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words, Jang Neung-ak’s eyes became completely cold.
How dare a former hostage of a political faction refuse Confucius’s offer in this way and then answer back?
-Hold on!
Jang Neung-ak stabbed Mo Gyeong-un in the chest harder with his fan and said.
“Have you forgotten who the person in front of you is?”
“Is that possible? “This is Confucius Jang Neung-ak, Huaiju’s second disciple.”
“But it seems like Confucius’ suggestions are just passing by.”
“No way. “I just told you that it would be difficult to accept Confucius’ proposal right now.”
“Do you think you have the option to refuse?”
“If you want to have Amjong under your command, I don’t think you will force it.”
Jang Neungak’s eyes became sharp at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
Seeing this, the woman in red with thick lips urged Mo Gyeong-un.
“hey. Are you really so crazy about wanting to die? Confucius is now the hostage of political factions…”
-Sigh!
Jang Neungak raised his hand to stop her urging.
Then he smiled and said,
“It’s definitely because he came from a political faction’s hostage, so he’s different.”
“yes?”
“If you are from this society, you will not give the same answer to this Confucius’ suggestion. On the contrary, I am afraid that I may offend the will of Confucius.”
“······.”
“But you are very bold against this Confucius.”
Jang Neungak found this kind of wood cultivation interesting.
I thought that if I applied some pressure, it would crawl in on its own.
I was in a situation where I was a pawn of a political faction, and I thought I would have no choice but to follow if I had even the slightest awareness of how great of an opportunity it was to make connections like this within the Cheonjihoe.
But it comes out like this.
“Yes, that is correct. This Confucius wants to have Amjong under his command. To that end, I hope that I can become the Confucius you saw and become an important catalyst.”
Jang Neungak revealed his true intentions.
OK,
“I wish so too, but as you know, I just became a disciple of the Master of the Amjong.”
“What does that mean?”
“I wasn’t chosen, but I became a disciple of Amjongju through the benefits of being the head of Sihyeolgok. Will he really trust me that much?”
Jang Neungak’s eyes narrowed at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
Because he also had a cunning side, he immediately understood what Mo Kyung-un meant when he said this.
“······Keep talking.”
“What would Master think of me if he found out that I, a former hostage of a political faction, had come under Confucius’s control while I had not yet been properly taught martial arts and trust had not been built?”
“······.”
“If I were your master, I think you would stay away from me, suspecting that a pawn of a political faction who has only just joined the association is trying to gain access to wealth and power too quickly.”
With these words, Mok Gyeong-un lowered his voice and spoke in a whisper so that only Jang Neung-ak could hear.
“It doesn’t matter if you collect it through your subordinates right now, but if that happens, you won’t be able to get everything you want, so will it really be beneficial to collect it through your subordinates now?”
‘!?’
Jang Neungak’s lips twitched slightly.
‘Look at this guy.’
He was quite shocked by Mo Kyung-un’s words.
The fact that he was interested in being a hostage to a political faction was only part of his purpose, and his goal was to take Mok Gyeong-un as his subordinate and use this as an opportunity to accept Amjong as his subordinate.
They were also in a hurry because their power was still behind the archduke.
But this guy is beyond imagination.
‘You’re clever.’
He was even reading into parts that he had not considered.
If he were to accept this guy as his subordinate right now, as this guy said, his head would be full of doubts.
If that happens, it will be difficult to completely remove the cancer.
‘Hmm.’
Jang Neung-ak looked straight at Mo Gyeong-un.
I thought he was a cocky bastard for rejecting his offer, but this conversation has completely solidified my thoughts.
I wanted to make this guy completely my own.
-widely!
Jang Neung-ak took off the fan that was stabbing Mok Gyeong-un in the chest.
And he spoke in a similarly whispering voice.
“That makes sense. good. It’s a shame, but I’ll just leave for now. “I hope you can build close trust with the Lord of Amjong.”
Hearing his words, Mok Kyung-un smiled lightly.
At this, Jang Neung-Ak also chuckled as if they understood each other’s thoughts, then put his back and turned away.
“Confucius?”
“Let’s go back and have a drink.”
At these words, most of the subordinates could not help but feel puzzled.
Are you just going without any results?
It was quite different from usual.
However, because they had to follow their lord’s orders, they retreated without a word.
Of course, the same was true for Oak Jemopal, who suffered an injury to his wrist.
“······.”
On the other hand, blind Wei Mengchen, who overheard their whispered conversation with great hearing, paused for a moment and did not like this situation.
‘Excessively clever.’
Instead of making a sadal with three inches of tongue, he made his lord retreat in a good mood.
Without even making any conclusions.
His cunning was more alarming than his outstanding martial arts skills.
However, right now, the lord seemed to really like it, so I thought I would step aside for now but take a closer look.
When they all retreated, Mok Gyeong-un sent a message to Cheong-ryeong with a smiling face.
-I have to kill that blind man first.
< Episode 38 Skills (2) > End
ⓒ Hanzhongwolya
martial arts,
