< Episode 44 Talent (3) >
‘The 3rd second Yeonghwan Dojin (映患刀鎭) of the non-hwan-gwido method (飛換鬼刀法)!’
Non-hwanguidobeop, the solemn reading season of Amjongju.
Among them, Yeonghwan Do-jin, who can be said to be the most subversive, cut diagonally from the shoulder to the chest of Woo Ho-rang, a confidant of Hoe Ju’s third disciple Wi So-yeon.
-Sigh!
“Oops!”
A scream came out from the mouth of Woohorang, who had been cut by a sword.
Then, unable to keep his posture, he stumbled backwards and fell to the floor.
Will he die like this?
At that time, Woohorang’s eyes, which had been closed, opened,
“Cough…! Cough…”
The tiger was coughing blood.
Fortunately, he did not lose his life.
“haha···.”
How long has it been since you were cut head-on by someone else?
No, this was the first time something like this had happened.
‘I… lost?’
Mok Gyeong-un was not a higher-ranking expert than himself, but was rather a low-ranking expert in terms of skill.
However, he himself could never have predicted that he would lose in the battle of operating herbivores.
What is a loss?
It seemed to lie in the anomaly of Mokgyeongun and the use of various martial arts.
If I had known anything about him in the first place, I might not have let my guard down like this.
But what can you do with this?
Defeat was defeat, with no room for excuses.
A shadow was cast over his face.
Immediately Mo Kyung-un approached him and was looking down at him from above.
Woo Tiger said this.
“Cluck, cough… Why didn’t you cut it properly…?”
Although there was quite a bit of bleeding, Mu Qingyun’s sword did not cut him deep enough to be fatal.
If the cut had been one inch deeper, I might have died.
Hearing his words, Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and bent down to put a bloodshot on Woo Ho-rang’s chest.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
‘Hemostasis point.’
The place where Mok Gyeong-un drew blood was with acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and said to Woo Ho-rang, who looked at him with puzzled eyes.
“If I kill you, your master, Lady Wi So-yeon, and even the elder King Myeong-do will try to kill me, so that’s unreasonable.”
“······.”
-closely!
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words, Woo Tiger bit his lower lip.
It was truly humiliating.
In other words, it could be said that he would not have accepted it if it were not for his master and master.
What can a loser say here?
“good.”
Woo Tiger spoke briefly to Mo Kyung-un.
Mok Gyeong-un asked this.
“Where are you going? Weren’t you here to get me? “The young lady called me, so I took her to see her face.”
“Are you planning to make me miserable?”
“Misery? Ahhh. “Is it because of the injury?”
You can easily get over it, but this guy goes out of his way to hit the nail on the head.
Woo Tiger strained his neck and spoke.
“I will tell the young lady that I proposed to have a wedding first because I wanted to repay my debt to the priest, so please leave.”
This was the biggest concession.
I didn’t want to see this guy look so triumphant after losing in a fight to the young lady.
“iced coffee. So, I’m asking you not to meet the young lady.”
“Who says that…”
“yes yes. “If you want it, I’ll give it to you.”
“······Then just go nicely. No more with you…”
“Have you forgotten anything?”
“what?”
“Don’t you have something for me?”
“What should I give you?”
For a moment, Woo Horang’s eyes wavered.
He was so angry about losing that he forgot about it.
In the first place, before the match, he was the one who proposed a bet with each other’s hand.
‘Damn it.’
At that time, I was absolutely sure that I would win.
But the result was just the opposite.
Woo Tiger gritted his teeth and said, pointing downwards at Mo Kyung-un.
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“It’s in the pocket of my right waist.”
“is that so?”
Without hesitation, Mo Gyeong-un took the card out of the right pocket hanging on his waist.
Since this plaque was not given directly by Wi So-yeon anyway, taking it would only arouse unnecessary suspicion and had no effect.
but,
“It’s unfortunate. “I made this bet for no reason.”
– Quad deuk!
As the tile was broken and crushed in Mu Qingyun’s hands, Wu Horang was unable to use the tile given to him by his lord Wei Shaoyan.
Woo Ho-rang could not hide his despair as he looked at the pieces of the shattered card.
One day, at the moment when I became the most important person to her, I wanted to use that card as an excuse to reveal my feelings.
However, it all went to waste.
“Then take care of yourself and later… Ah! “I almost forgot.”
Mok Kyung-un, who was trying to get up, bent down again and whispered in his ear.
“I’m telling you this just in case, I don’t care one bit who you like. So, you don’t have to worry about me talking about it.”
“······.”
Woo Tiger frowned at his words.
Can I trust what this guy says?
Even so, he was worried that this guy might tell the young lady about his true feelings that he had been hiding.
As I was doing this, Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.
“Thanks to you, it has become much easier to choose. thank you.”
“what?”
Woo Ho-rang’s expression hardened at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
What does this mean now?
Has it become easier to choose?
‘no way?’
Realizing the true meaning of these words, Mok Gyeong-un leaves him alone, his face turning red, and stands up without any hesitation.
Mo Gyeong-un looked at the sword body of the evil sword.
“awesome.”
It was definitely a treasured sword made by the legendary master Gu Yaza before the sword.
There was not a single trace of blood on the sword body.
With clumsily cast or made swords, blood sticks to the body after cutting something, making it sticky or rusty, but strangely enough, this sword was clean.
It’s like you’ve washed yourself.
-······You wouldn’t choose that middle-aged woman.
Mok Gyeong-un, who was looking at the sword with satisfaction, heard Cheongryeong’s voice in his ears.
Mok Gyeong-un did not deny this.
-I guess.
After experiencing the priest Ye Wi-seon and the executioner Woo Ho-rang, there seemed to be no one of particular use around Hui Zhou’s third disciple Wei Xiao-yeon.
Those who call her henchmen see her as a woman before seeing her as their master.
So it was Mok Gyeong-un who decided to exclude her.
-This committee has the same judgment as you.
Cheongryeong also agreed with Mok Gyeong-un’s decision.
Woo Ho-rang, who competed with Mok Gyeong-un, was a member of the Five Tigers, known as the best latter-day exponents of the Cheonjihoe, and could be said to be her right hand man.
A person like that acts against his lord’s will out of love?
Then there was no need to look any further than that organization.
-Not having subordinates can also be said to be of poor quality as a leader.
No matter how outstanding Wi So-yeon is as an individual, if those around him are not up to par and have other agendas, he will not be able to become a successor.
-But what can I do? The second one doesn’t seem to be a very good choice either.
In Qingling’s view, the third disciple, Wei Xiaoyeon, was not the only problem.
The second disciple, Jang Neungak, seemed to have many good talents under his wing, but he himself did not seem to have a very good disposition as a leader.
-It must be hard to choose between the two.
-Yes.
What Mok Gyeong-un wanted now was the person who was closest and most suitable as a successor.
If you get closer to such a person, your chances of somehow coming into contact with Hoeju will increase.
-If you don’t like either of them, there are other options.
-······What if there is another option?
-Why are you asking if you know?
-Are you talking about the original plan?
-okay.
-That would be one way, but the situation has changed.
-······It is still time to develop strength, sentient beings. The situation hasn’t changed.
-I think it would be a bit inefficient to focus on building strength.
-Inefficiency? Didn’t you become too impatient after finding out that the owner of the company was connected to the person you’re seeking revenge on?
-well. I just want to know.
-Do not hurry up. In order to shake things up internally, it is still time to grow and create allies internally.
Hearing the young man’s words, Mok Gyeong-un smiled slightly.
Mu Qingyun’s goal was to find the person who killed her grandfather, but her goal was to resolve her own grudge.
So, I had no choice but to change my mind here.
Mok Gyeong-un answered her advice half-heartedly.
-yes yes.
-······Listen at least with your ears.
Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue inwardly.
Anyway, this guy doesn’t listen to other people’s advice when he makes his own decisions.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
-I don’t think there’s any need to limit it to the second and third disciples.
-what? You can’t believe it?
-I would like to see the Archduke.
-······You mean that guy who is currently closest to the position of Hoeju?
-yes. I remember it like that.
Like Lee Ji-yeom, Lord of Sihyeolgok, Lord Amjong has currently secured the most support within the Cheonjihoe, and the person closest to a successor due to his strength alone is said to be Grand Duke Na Yuryang.
From this point of view, joining his subordinates might actually increase the probability of contact with Hoeju.
Cheongryeong clicked his tongue and spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
-Tsk tsk. That doesn’t seem like a particularly good choice.
-Why?
-The second and third disciples are in a position to follow, but the Great Duke is a sentient being who has nothing to regret. Can you make a guy like that do what you want?
-You have a point. But there’s no harm in trying.
-Anyway, I think you’ll have to find out for yourself whether you’re shit or intestines. Anyway, I warned you. It’s still too early.
-yes yes. I understand…
-Startle!
For a moment, Mo Kyung-un frowned.
-Why are you doing that?
-The energy…
-Strength?
Mo Kyung-un turned his head and looked at the corner of the southwest wall.
In fact, he already knew that someone else was hiding there and watching him.
Mok Gyeong-un guessed that this being was probably sent by Jang Neung-ak, the second disciple of Hoiju.
So, I thought that if I moved from here, I would reveal myself.
But the man’s energy suddenly wavered and soon subsided.
‘what?’
The reason why one’s energy suddenly subsides is when something happens, such as exhausting one’s true energy or getting injured.
It was a time when I was wondering.
-dump!
‘!?’
I turned my head when I heard the sound of someone falling, and before I knew it, Seok-jung, the guard, was lying on the floor.
I looked around and saw no one.
Mok Gyeong-un frowned, then approached Seok-jung and checked his pulse. It seemed like he had fainted because his blood vessels had been suppressed.
‘Who is it?’
“Sigh.”
At that time, I heard something again and turned my head to see the injured Woohorang lying on the floor with his eyes closed and his head lowered to the side.
He too seemed to have lost his mind.
At this, Mo Kyung-un let out a light sigh and said.
“Who are you?”
There was definitely someone there.
At that time, a voice came from behind.
“He’s a special guy.”
‘when?’
Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
Before I knew it, an unknown person was coming up behind me.
After learning from the treasure trove of Sihyeolgok, my sense of energy became more sensitive, and thanks to my hearing, I was able to quickly detect the energy of others.
However, I couldn’t feel the other person’s energy.
That means,
‘Is it possible to hide one’s energy like death energy?’
Maybe so.
Otherwise, there was no way I wouldn’t have been completely caught up in the feeling.
Then a voice came next.
“If you look at the fight, it looks like it has reached the level of a great master, but the energy shown is at best at the beginning level of the climax.”
An unknown person was appreciating himself.
What was unusual was that this person was modulating his voice to be thick, as if he was trying to hide his identity.
Mokgyeongun opened his mouth at this.
“I’m sorry, but may I ask who you are?”
At Mok Gyeong-un’s question, I heard a chuckle.
Then, an unknown person spoke.
“Take a guess.”
At those words, Mok Gyeong-un scratched his head as if he was embarrassed.
“This is really difficult. “I heard a voice and asked me to guess, even though I had never seen him before.”
“Why not just check the face yourself?”
“is that so? “You said that…”
-Pot!
Mo Kyung-un quickly turned his head.
But there was no one behind it.
There was barely any sound of movement, but it was out of sight for an instant.
From this alone, Mok Gyeong-un could know for sure.
‘······It’s fast.’
Moving faster than turning your head means that your opponent has definitely reached a higher level than you.
It seemed that he was much stronger than Woo Ho-rang, a member of the Five Tigers, who was said to be the best latter-day exponent within the Heaven and Earth Association.
That means he is at least a Gokju level or higher.
“Is this how we can meet face to face?”
An unknown person lightly provoked Mok Gyeong-un.
It looked like it was a test.
‘Hmm.’
Should I match it to the rhythm?
As he was doing so, Mok Gyeong-un heard Cheongnyeong’s voice.
-The sentient being behind you. The pupil colors of the two eyes are different. The one on the right is Byakugan.
‘!?’
Unlike Mok Gyeong-un, he was a young man who could clearly see his immediate surroundings.
Hearing the young man’s words, Mok Gyeong-un realized the identity of the person behind him.
This was because I had heard about the appearance of several important people through the cancer clan.
Therefore,
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un put his hands together, bowed his head slightly, and bowed his head in a bow.
“Amjongju’s disciple Mo Qingyun meets the Grand Duke.”
‘!?’
There was a moment of silence behind Mok Gyeong-un’s greeting.
Then soon,
-Sigh!
Someone suddenly stuck out his face to the right of Mo Kyung-un.
As Cheongnyeong said, the pupil of one eye was black and the other pupil was white. To be precise, he was a handsome man with thick lines and a gray-white pupil.
The moment Mok Gyeong-un met his eyes, he felt a strange feeling.
The feeling was none other than a sense of kinship.
‘what?’
While I was doing this, the handsome man asked in an interested tone.
“How did you know?”
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