Episode 13
Faster, more brutal
“I defeated the three princes with the Gwangpungmu.”
While the audience was shocked by the completely unexpected outcome.
Some people were shocked for different reasons.
“It’s really a whirlwind-”
“Danggon, is that really the skill of someone who only learned the Gwangpungmu for ten days?”
Dang-gon was smirking with his nose upturned.
“Haha! It’s all thanks to Musabu’s good teachings.”
“That’s nonsense!”
“If that was the teaching, we wouldn’t be here!”
Dangtae, Dangjin, and Danggon were the two key members of Gwangpungdae, and they looked ready to grab their old friend by the collar.
They were indifferent when Danggon first said that he would show them something fun and that they should come out.
I’m so busy organizing the things I need to report to the Dark Lord, whom I won’t be seeing for a long time.
I got angry because they kept asking me to split up my non-existent time.
But if it’s really not fun, I’m just here because he told me to grab him by the collar.
I think it’s a bit too much beyond what’s okay… ok?
“What on earth is going on? Explain it properly.”
“Oh, it’s a bit weird to wear it bare.”
“Really? Then should I give you this?”
When Dang-tae took out a dagger from his bosom and showed it to him, Dang-jin quietly put the hidden weapon between his fingers.
If you do that, it means that I will stuff your body with as much secret energy as I can.
Judging by the bulging pupils, it was definitely not nonsense.
“… Isn’t that the sound of everyone laughing together? The sound of everyone laughing together! Haha, hahaha!”
“It’s not funny, so speak properly!”
“Just do it.”
“This kid is really-”
“Oh, really? Just say so!”
When Dang-gon was startled and raised both his hands, Dang-tae and Dang-jin were suspicious but couldn’t press him any further.
“Let me put it simply. What on earth are you talking about?”
Danggon explained what had happened with Unhwi.
On the day we first met, he not only memorized the Dark Spirit Scroll and other martial arts without any problems, but he also understood the form of the Wind and Wind Dance.
And over the course of the ten days, he tried out various weapons and even quickly mastered the meaning of the Gwangpungmu.
“Are you asking us to believe that now?”
“I can’t believe it either! But it’s true, so what!”
“You didn’t learn the Gwangpungmu before, did you?”
“I had the same suspicions. But don’t you know my eyes?”
If he could fool the eyes of a master like Dang-gon, then Yun-hui was already a master superior to him. In other words, it makes no sense.
In the end, I had to accept Danggon’s words as fact.
Yun Hui really defeated Dang Yuchang with only ten days of training in the Gwangpungmu!
“… … That’s ridiculous.”
At this point, Dang-tae and Dang-jin felt as if all the common sense they had known was being shattered.
And now that the shock has subsided a bit, other thoughts are slowly creeping into my head.
“no way-“
“You, are you trying to say that Prince Yunhui is a talented person?”
Poongjae literally had a talent for riding the wind.
Everyone in the Gwangpungdae had this talent to some extent, but there were two people who had it particularly greatly.
One of them is currently living in Kowloon, and the other is dead and buried in a grave.
Because of that, the Gwangpungdae chose to disband.
“How else can you explain that if it’s not some new wind?”
“… … .”
“… … .”
To these words, Dangtae and Dangjin were unable to respond.
Danggon’s two eyes… were shining brighter than ever.
After the death of the other owner of the windfall, who was like a real brother to him, his eyes, which had always been dull and dull, began to show life for the first time.
“Besides, Prince Yunhwi said he wanted to restore Gwangpungdae.”
“!”
“!”
“It means that Prince Unhwi, to whom we have paid little attention, mentioned the Gwangpungdae, which Princess Gyujin and Prince Yuchang had no interest in. How should we interpret this?”
“… … .”
“… … .”
“I’m not saying that we should support Prince Yunhui right now. I too still have many doubts about Prince Yunhui.”
Danggon was convinced that Yunhui would have another teacher.
The fate of the Gwangpungdae could not be entrusted to him unless he was certain of his background.
The weight of the silver that Gwangpungdae had was very heavy.
“But can’t we at least look into it with some anticipation?”
Dangtae and Dangjin continued to make no reply.
But Danggon was sure.
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That the existence of Un-Hwi had now taken a very strong place in the hearts of both of them.
Just like yourself.
“… We’ll have to wait and see whether we can really look forward to it or not.”
The three people’s gazes turned back to the training ground.
* * *
“you-“
It’s hot.
Knock knock knock!
I can’t breathe.
Thump thump thump thump!
My heart was beating so fast.
So, Dang Gyu-jin couldn’t easily bring up the subject.
A non-competitive offer?
To yourself?
I definitely knew that his driving skills were decent.
But I never thought that he would be able to defeat Dang Yoo-chang in just one second, and I certainly didn’t think that he would have the courage to challenge me.
Everyone’s eyes were on her, but Tang Gyu-jin didn’t care at all.
What was most important to her right now was her inner voice.
I want to fight.
I definitely have the desire to compete.
But what if we break the cycle here?
Just as the prejudices of the Gasols have been overturned, they may be devalued again.
But what if Yun-Hwi wins?
He ends up having too much to lose.
The responsibility as the successor of the Kowloon branch family rests on her left shoulder, and the weight as the leader of the Cheongseong faction rests on her right shoulder.
Is it worth risking both of these to split the game between Yunhwi and Geum?
Even the mother loses the means to recover.
Since both of her children were defeated by her illegitimate son, she lost her qualifications as a grand lady.
No matter how much you hate her, a mother is a mother.
I wondered if it was right to be driven by impulse and put all the blame on him.
but.
“Why are you hesitating so much? What you want to do is right there.”
The inner voice kept whispering like a devil.
“Put all that calculations away. Do what you want to do now. You want to fight? You want to fight, right? Right? Don’t you?”
Thump thump thump thump!
My heart started to beat faster and faster, just like my inner voice.
“What’s here isn’t Dang Yun-hui and Dang Gyu-jin. It’s a man versus man fight.”
In that regard.
Hehe!
Dang Gyu-jin laughed brightly.
Like an inner demon.
okay.
He was unmanned.
He drew his sword.
Kkaaaah!
Blue Ghost Mask.
With a thrilling roar, the face of the evil spirit took up a small space above Dang Gyu-jin’s face.
* * *
Kwaaaaang!
Dang Gyu-jin hesitated for a moment, then pulled out his sword and landed on the training ground.
Whistle, whith, whith!
indeed.
Her momentum was on a whole other level than when I saw her in the White War.
My skin feels hot.
Despite the fact that it is clearly causing a stir.
“Hehehe. Are you sure you’re okay, Hwiia? I never show any mercy once I draw my sword.”
The mysterious energy leaking out from between Dang Gyu-jin’s twisted lips mixed with the Cheongseongpa’s unique Cheonjijingi, giving him a unique temperament.
God and devil.
It seemed as if both the angel and the devil had taken up residence in her body.
Is this the blue-eyed hawk?
Certainly, the owner of Yeonggeun seemed to be of a different race from ordinary people.
“If you had seen it, I would have been disappointed. Please do your best.”
“I don’t care if you regret saying that? Heheheehe. Alright, alright. Let’s have fun.”
Then he suddenly stopped laughing, put his sword into the floor, and politely took the lottery ticket.
“I am Tang Gyu-jin, the successor of the Tangmun Guryong Branch and the swordsman of the Cheongseongpa Shangcheonggung. I have been studying under the Uho Dojo for the past five years, and my specialties are the Cheonji Ilgimun and the Sajeon Jeolgwanggeom (射電絶光劍). I am ashamed to say that many of my fellow practitioners in the martial arts world have given me the excessive nickname of Cheonyeop Seonja. I hope that I can become a good martial artist.”
I also have a ceremony.
“I am the second son of the Tangmun Guryong branch, Tang Yunhui. I studied under the fierce wind knight Tang Gon and learned the Gwangpungmu. I do not have a nickname. I ask for your guidance and encouragement.”
After the greetings were over.
Phew!
Dang Gyu-jin moved first.
Ss …
The sword slashed like flowing water.
Before I knew it, the blue mask was back on my face.
“Isn’t it a virtue to give in to your juniors for three seconds?”
“Hehehe! Since we’ve decided to play together, what’s the point of giving in!”
Dang Gyu-jin seemed to be telling us to stop talking nonsense.
Actually, this is exactly what I was hoping for.
Treating me like an enemy, not a junior or a younger sibling. Doesn’t that mean that you recognize my skills?
So I decided to give it my all.
The heart of a poisonous dragon
Ghost Dragon Opening
Kkaaaah!
The whirlwind that had been engulfing me was mixed with evil spirits, evil spirits, and poison, and became an ominous, demonic wind.
Gui-ryong.
This morning I finally succeeded in entering the second stage of the Dokryongsimgyeol.
“Curse poison!?”
“That was the secret to Lee Gongja’s sudden rise to fame!”
“Cursed Poison and Stormwind… If we’re only looking at destructive power and gloominess, they might work well together!”
While the audience was all shocked, I did not dodge Dang Gyu-jin’s sword that was stabbing me in the front, but instead, I stuck my body close to it.
“what-“
While Dang Gyu-jin was slightly surprised.
The Twelve Lines of the Wind
whirlwind wall
Pfft!
A sudden gust of wind blew and completely hid my tracks, like a crab closing its eyes.
Dang Gyu-jin’s sword cut through the innocent gust of wind.
I was no longer there. Only a faint trace of a shadow remained.
“Shadowy Body? It’s quite a feat. It’s a lot more fun than you thought.”
Dang Gyu-jin quickly used his senses.
Then, the place where the sword was deeply inserted.
A collision occurred as Yun-Hui appeared in the empty space where there was nothing.
The attack targeting the blind spot was blocked using only senses.
“That feeling is a bit bothersome.”
“Is that okay?”
“Yes. I didn’t know this would be blocked.”
I clicked my tongue lightly.
I was worried that the wind would temporarily dull my senses and make it difficult to read my movements, as the evil spirits and poison were mixed in.
It seems that the sense of the Blue Mask Muscle is much greater than I expected.
“More than that, is that hand okay?”
“It’s better than I thought.”
I was facing Dang Gyu-jin’s Cheonggang sword with my palm held high.
If it were a normal person’s skin, it would have already been cut deeply, but I didn’t have a single scratch, just like my indestructible body.
The wind of the new moon is blowing its blades together.
A technique of wind martial arts that wraps the wind around the body and uses it as a weapon.
It was possible to use one’s hands as if they were swords.
“then-“
Dang Gyu-jin smiled brightly again.
“Fight without paying any attention to your arms!”
Shhhhhh!
The Qinggang sword flashed.
It was a fierce and fast attack, as if the word “絶光” meant to cut off light.
Of course, it wasn’t like I was being pushed around.
I also have a weapon that is just as good as the Blue Mask, right?
The twelve packs of bombs.
He held the blade firmly and swung it quickly.
As if a tiger with a violent temper was out hunting.
Shh shh shh-
Babababak!
The whirlwind that arose from the blade of the hand now enveloped the entire body and further covered the smoke field.
It would be more correct to view Gwangpungmu as a complete ‘flow’ rather than a martial art.
Sakpung In-gyeol, Ma-pung-cham-gak, Gwangpung Shin-beop, Jilpung Bo-beop, Gongpung-po, Chupung-toe-beop, etc.
The Gwangpung Dance was a martial art that combined all the martial arts that the Gwangpung Dance boasted of in the past, making it far surpass the previous comprehensive limits.
That is why Gwangpungmu is not bound by a framework.
Even if you use a martial art of completely different origin, its power is never weakened.
This is exactly why I tried to trick Danggon into getting my hands on the Gwangpungmu.
This was because there was nothing better than this to encompass the Poisonous Dragon’s Heart, the Wild Tiger’s Twelve Bak, the Heavenly Demon Sword and the absolute magic of the new religion that he would learn in the future, and even the other visions of the Tang family.
The previously rough and rugged tiger became more courageous and powerful the moment it encountered the storm.
Faster.
More brutally.
Just as the ceaseless whirlwind blew, the kicks of the tiger also drove Dang Gyu-jin back.
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