Episode 82
That’s not how you do it
Chaechaechaechae!
Yun Hui’s fear balloon and Dang Gyu-jin’s blue sword clashed repeatedly in the air in an instant.
‘It got faster!’
Sima Xian, who was watching this, was inwardly amazed.
Yunhwi was like cotton absorbing water.
At first, the sword was so chaotic that it seemed like a mess, but as time passed, it slowly began to take shape.
The sting that was so strong it made my skin sting has gradually become dull.
It wasn’t completely sealed inward yet, but at least it was now at a level where it wouldn’t spread outward indiscriminately, wasting energy unnecessarily.
But that alone was a huge change for Unhwi.
The fact that it is now possible to confine flesh that used to consume a lot of stamina means that stamina control has also become easier.
This also meant that the concentration of flesh injected per unit area became much thicker.
Yunhui’s black sword slowly began to take the shape of a sage sword.
Is that why?
Occasionally, Yun Hui’s swordplay was so vicious that even Sima Xian, who was watching from the side, was surprised.
A sword filled with the sole intention of killing the opponent.
It was a sword with characteristics that were completely opposite to the active sword that Dang Gyu-jin pursued.
‘But… on the other hand, I have learned Jin Unnie’s characteristics better than anyone else.’
They say opposites attract, and it seemed like that was true here too.
‘You dissect Sister Jin’s sword piece by piece and copy only the parts you need. Then, once you fully understand how to use it, you apply it in a different way and transform it to suit yourself.’
He even discovered a way to destroy the herbivores by penetrating their weaknesses.
Even though imitation is the mother of creation, it was an absurd talent to completely master the technique just by following the movements a couple of times.
‘To put it bluntly, Yunhui Gongja was not born with martial talent. Rather, that suits Unnie Jin. In terms of talent alone, he is inferior to the disciples of Bon Sanjang.’
Sima Xian never missed the trajectory of the balloon’s flow.
Just as Go players can replay their games in order and never forget them, she had a similar talent.
The idea is to keep the entire trajectory of Yunhui in your head.
‘But Prince Yunhui has a different eye. An eye that sees the whole picture. He can have that because he has a high level of understanding of swords.’
At that moment, something flashed in Sima Xian’s mind.
‘That’s right! I was wrong from the beginning. Man-geom-hyang! Un-hwi Gongja didn’t learn new uses of the herbivore technique from Jin-unni’s sword skills. He was just going back to what he already knew!’
Why don’t we often encounter such cases in life?
There are times when I am at a loss for words when asked to explain in words facts that I know by ‘feeling’ through various experiences.
This happens because the essence of the experience remains in the subconscious, so we know it intuitively but do not realize it specifically.
That was what enlightenment was all about.
A state of knowing but not knowing.
This is called acquisition.
However, when you are able to easily express this realization to others through repeated practice, it is called embodiment.
It is called that because it has melted beyond the mental level to the physical level.
Yun-Hwi was going through exactly that kind of embodiment process.
Brrrr!
As he thought about this, Sima Xian’s body trembled without him realizing it.
Are you just going over what you already knew?
I couldn’t even guess what form the theory in Unhwi’s head was taking.
‘If that’s the case… no, if you have a sword theory, then it’s not strange at all to burn Mangeomhyang.’
Sima Xian’s thoughts continued on and on.
‘But if you keep using it like that, it’ll be dangerous later on-‘
Chaeaaaaaang!
At that moment, there was a loud clash between the balloon and the sword, and Yun-hui and Dang-gyu-jin took a wide step back.
‘I want to help!’
Sima Xian had such thoughts.
‘I also want to teach you about sword fragrance while practicing swordsmanship, but what should I do!?’
Because there’s nothing more enjoyable than being able to talk about your interests.
“Haa… haa… really, you-”
Meanwhile, Dang Gyu-jin looked at Yun-hui with a tired face.
At first, Yun Hui was burning with enthusiasm, so he picked up the sword just to give him some light training, but he didn’t know that he would follow him so viciously and take away all of his swordsmanship.
Since Yunhui’s sword is a sword, there were many times when it was extremely dangerous during the duel.
However, Yun-Hwi did not blink an eye and continued to spread his swords more viciously, and Dang Gyu-Jin had no choice but to fight back with stronger swords.
As the two battles continued, even Dang Gyu-jin quickly became tired.
The problem is that he kept clinging to me and completely drained me of energy.
Only then did Dang Gyu-jin realize just how obsessed Yun-hui was with training.
Knock, knock-
Sweat poured down my cheeks incessantly.
Yun-Hwi looked just as tired as her, but his eyes were still burning with motivation.
He was yearning for something more, like Mara, who had nothing left but greed.
“It was a fun match. Thank you, Sister.”
Dang Gyu-jin smiled bitterly.
If you were really having fun, you shouldn’t have given me such a murderous look.
The blue mask got scared and completely hid.
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“Then, may I ask you to do the next sparring, Your Majesty?”
Yun-Hwi’s gaze now turned towards Yoo-Su-Min.
“… Sparring isn’t that difficult. Are you really okay with that?”
“Please.”
Yoo Su-min nodded with a trembling face, grabbed his sword, and exchanged positions with Dang Gyu-jin.
What Yun-Hwi asked of the three people was very simple.
Three Swords Battle.
The three examiners take turns sparring.
However, since this was called a duel, his request was that it be a fight as real as possible, not a simple duel or sparring match.
The more intense the black sword you learn, the more you can develop?
But seeing that Dang Gyu-jin, who has great stamina, was exhausted, it seemed like the level of intensity was not what he had expected.
It was no different from being on the battlefield, except that I didn’t mix my internal energy.
‘…I just want to lie in bed and roll around.’
But now that he’s been captured, it doesn’t seem like Yun-Hwi will let him go easily.
Yoo Su-min kicked the ground with a light sigh.
Pfft!
* * *
“It certainly seems to be different from the black seongseong of Ami. It’s like the difference between Taoism and Buddhism-“
“I find it surprising that even in the same Sacheon region, there are such distinct differences in personality.”
Yoo Su-min was right.
The Amipa and Cheongseongpa were different.
The Amipa Demon Sword is slow, but has strict rules, trapping and forcing the opponent inside.
If Dang Gyu-jin’s sword and Mara Cheon-geom’s sword were in conflict with each other, then Yoo Su-min’s sword was closer to a natural enemy.
To put it simply, if Dang Gyu-jin’s sword is just spicy, then Yoo Su-min’s sword is like spicy?
So, for me, who had mastered swordsmanship that could go wild at any moment, I was rather happy about it.
Thanks to this, as the length of time spent with Yoo Su-min and Geom-cho increased, the Mara Cheon-geom type gradually took on a complete form.
It was so completely dissolved in the wind and waves that it was difficult to distinguish what was the Maracheon Sword and what was the wind and waves.
The boundary between forensic and psychic law has also become meaningless.
Pavabak!
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Yoo Su-min looked at me with a tired expression, drenched in sweat, and shook his head.
It is a natural result, as I have tenaciously squeezed the essence of the Amipa Anti-Demon Sword to the bottom.
He was covered in sweat and dust, so much so that you would believe he was a homeless person.
Yoo Su-min collapsed weakly next to Dang Gyu-jin.
“Min Mae, are you okay?”
“… … Sister.”
“Huh?”
“I’ve decided.”
“what?”
“Even if I return to secular life, I absolutely will not date an obsessive man.”
“… … I agree.”
There wasn’t much conversation between the two people who loved to chat so much.
No, I think it would be more correct to say that I couldn’t.
“Is your highness okay?”
“You’ve been through two battles and you’ve also gained magical powers, so your internal injuries must have gotten worse little by little.”
‘It’s about this much, I guess.’
Although the anti-magic ability is burdensome, thanks to the Poisonous Dragon Heart, I haven’t accumulated any magic energy in my body yet, so it hasn’t been a big problem yet.
Moreover, the last opponent of this match was the one I was most looking forward to. I absolutely could not miss it.
If we were to discuss only swordsmanship, Cheongcheon Sword Master would be evaluated as being able to surpass even his master.
The opportunity to glimpse and steal his ignorance was rare.
Moreover, something had been floating before my eyes for a while now, and it seemed that if I could just finish this sparring session well, I would be able to completely control Mara’s flesh.
So, I’m trying to melt the flesh that’s crawling out again in the wind –
“That’s not how you do it.”
Suddenly, Sima Xian, who was standing in the training ground, tilted his head with a blank expression like a doll.
… What is this?
“Fragrance isn’t something you can confine like that.”
incense?
Are you talking about fragrance?
But I’ve never sprayed anything like that?
“When necessary, blow it, and when not necessary, lock it. You have to approach it with the concept of opening and closing it.”
no.
It seemed that he was still referring to the flesh of Mara that was wafting from me like a body odor as ‘fragrance’.
But, rather than thinking of it as something to control, think of it as a concept of opening and closing.
It was advice that was similar in some way, but had a completely different focus.
“Aren’t you saying that there should be a door or a lock that opens and closes? It seems to be comparing it to incense.”
At that moment, Fifteenth Ho shouted urgently.
“Oh, by the way, I’ve heard of it! It’s said that the Sima clan has had the ability to smell the scent of the sword since long before they built Cheonghwasanjang! They also found out about it when they tried to rob the Sima clan’s tomb in Guigok!”
My eyes lit up at the word ability.
Because I had something similar.
Lion’s eye.
If my special ability is visual, does Sima Shi have a sense of smell?
I felt a strange sense of kinship.
“Oh, I thought Mina said she wouldn’t say things that no one would understand-”
I reached out my hand to stop Sima Xian from bowing slightly and apologizing.
“No, no. If it’s not too difficult, could you give me some more advice?”
“Really… is that okay?”
Sima Xian’s eyes widened in surprise.
Did you know you could make such an expression?
“sure.”
As I nodded, Sima Xian quickly looked back at Yu Su-min.
Can I do that? Okay? Okay?
A look of longing for something.
I looked back and forth between the two of them, wondering why they had to ask for permission for something like that.
I thought he was cold just by looking at his expressionless face.
Why does it seem like there are so many blind spots?
As Yoo Su-min nodded with a bitter smile, Sima Seon-yi hurriedly looked back at me.
“Fragrance is just a consumable.”
Her eyes were sparkling like stars.
As if someone had found a fun hobby.
And the explanation is getting very long –
“Ah. That girl.”
There was a sound of Yoo Su-min hitting his forehead with his hand as if he was dying from a headache.
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