How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 58
Chapter 14. Fable (3)
“Huk, huk, huk, huk, huk, huk.”
Rough breathing, which no one could identify, burst out repeatedly.
“How could this be… … this nonsense.”
Cheongsong muttered in indescribable emptiness.
In the end, they managed to block their attacks until the end.
If only I had used the magic of rumors, I would have been convinced.
But that wasn’t the case.
Only the Daeryongpyo Kingdom’s symbols went into battle, and no sorcery could be found there.
But I still couldn’t break through. Strictly speaking, it was a draw, but in reality, it felt more like a defeat.
But some people think differently.
“How dare you use such a cowardly trick! Can you even call this a fair fight?”
A man from Jinryungpyo-guk shouted in anger.
The reason he was so angry was none other than the strategy of the Great Dragon Kingdom itself.
This is no different from saying that the sign abandons the sign and enters the thief’s mountain fortress to hold out.
From the perspective of the writer, it cannot help but be seen as a tactic close to sorcery, exploiting loopholes in the rules.
And that point was something that even Jegal Hyunmong readily acknowledged.
“Yes. Literally, this is a showdown.”
The sign’s face was distorted.
“what?”
“And didn’t you say that earlier?”
Since I heard it a while ago, I remembered it clearly.
“I heard that any hidden agenda will be crushed head-on.”
“……profit!”
As he listened to the conversation, Hound thought.
‘I feel secure because we’re on the same side.’
If Haun had been on the opposite side and heard such words from Jegal Hyunmong, he might have collapsed in anger.
“If you have nothing to say, could you please step aside? We need to go back to our camp.”
“… … .”
The official of Jinlingbiaoguk made a truly unpleasant expression at Jegal Xuanmong’s words.
The camp that Jegal Hyunmong came from was originally their camp. It felt very strange that they were being turned away from such a place.
Meanwhile, Dang-gon, who was watching this scene from afar, hit his knees in admiration.
“As expected of Zhuge Liang. What a brilliant idea.”
“Uncle, he is not from the Jegal family.”
“Huh? Aren’t you Zhuge Liang?”
“Not all Zhuge Liang are Zhuge Liang.”
“… … Is that so?”
Danggon scratched his head and continued speaking.
“Anyway, the benefits they’ve gained from this are by no means small.”
“Really? After all, it’s not like you’ve only endured it once, right?”
“That’s not necessarily true. I saved my stamina by avoiding unnecessary battles and delaying the start of the conflict as much as possible.”
“Isn’t that the same for the Jinryungpyo country?”
“No. You had to use your physical and mental strength to get back and forth, carry the flag, and in the end, weren’t you pressed for time? In this situation, one of the best options Jinryungpyo could have made was to send the strongest force to clear the way.”
The bell rang.
The Jinryungpyo country’s signposts and flagpoles moved.
He must have been quite tired, as his actions seemed quite slow.
“We need to establish a defense line, but it won’t be easy. That’s because the Daeryongpyo nation used the equipment that the Jinryongpyo nation was supposed to use. In other words, it can be said that the Daeryongpyo nation doubled its resources.”
What remains are carts filled with dirt by the Great Dragon, iron sledgehammers, etc.
It’s annoying enough to clean up someone else’s mess, but having to rearrange it is even harder.
While the people of Jinryongpyo-guk were panicking, the second gong sounded, signaling an attack by Daeryongpyo-guk.
“Jinryongpyo-guk will want to buy some time. They will lock the gates and prepare for an attack. Since there are four gates in the east, west, south, and north of the camp, they will probably be able to block them if they focus on defense by blocking the remaining gates just like Daeryongpyo-guk did earlier.”
After saying that, Danggon suddenly smiled.
“That little brat would know about things like that.”
* * *
Zhuge Liang gave orders to his disciples.
“Throw it.”
As Zhuge Xuanmong spoke, the men threw ropes with hooks over the camp wall.
“Caught! Pull!”
Soon the ropes on the barrier became taut, and the sound of wood breaking could be heard as the plowmen exerted their strength.
There was no one who did not know its meaning.
Even the symbols of the Jinryungpyo Kingdom.
“Your Majesty! There is a place among the wooden pillars that has been chopped down with an axe!”
“I know without even looking!”
Pyodu gritted his teeth, rolled his head, and shouted.
“Confucius!”
“I know. I will guard the flag.”
Cheongsong, unable to hide her slightly distorted expression, got up from her seat after finishing her breakfast.
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‘My internal energy and stamina aren’t perfect, but this is enough.’
The Cheongganggi can still be heard, and the Jinryungpyoguk’s signposts are not letting go, so it should be able to hold out long enough.
Of course, the passing line of Daeryongpyoguk that was shown before was great. However, at that time, they were only focusing on defense. It was difficult to break through Cheongsong.
‘Come as much as you want. I will stop you.’
As Cheongsong swore his resolution, the walls protecting the camp began to tear apart here and there, and the men of Daeryongpyo began to pour in.
It wasn’t just the signs.
The cavalry also participated in the attack.
“… … !”
I couldn’t look down on him just because he was a swindler.
The momentum of the soldiers rushing forward in a single group was so powerful that it made even the soldiers take a step back.
‘It was worth it to roll the hoe.’
Jegal Hyunmong used his magic staff like a baton to control people’s movements.
Of course, Zhuge Xuanmong is still not familiar with martial arts, and lacks experience in controlling troops, so he does not know what to do.
But there was only one thing I knew.
What arrangement will maximize the magic potion?
Still, it was enough to throw the Jinryungpyo State into confusion.
Cheongsong lost his bearings in the increasingly chaotic camp.
You never know when or where they might attack you for your flag.
All he could do was put the flag on his back and turn around, looking around.
Then, suddenly, I noticed something.
‘Since when… … has this place become so empty?’
Before I knew it, there was no one around.
If you look closely, you can see that the battle is so chaotic that you can’t even predict what will happen an inch ahead.
Daeryongpyo-guk was pulling out Jinryongpyo-guk’s symbols from the flag with a clever push and pull.
And through that open space, someone was walking slowly.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
While tapping the ground with the long handle he was holding.
“You… … .”
“capital punishment.”
He was none other than Lim Jun-gyu.
The moment Cheongsong saw Im Jun-gyu’s face, he realized why Jegal Hyeonmong had devised this strategy.
‘Are you trying to create a stage for revenge with Lim Jun-gyu?’
At the same time, a rage so strong that it made my blood boil was rising.
“How ridiculous you must have thought of me… …!”
“If I had thought it was funny, I wouldn’t have gone to such trouble.”
The reason Jegal Hyunmong used such strange tactics was to win the match, but his biggest goal was to make Cheongsong less than perfect.
Cheongsong, who had exhausted his internal energy, physical strength, and mental power, and was even hit by a fierce battle, could not be called the original Cheongsong.
On the other hand, Lim Jun-gyu conserved his strength by not showing up at all in the first defensive battle.
“Even so, it’s the same. Do you think you can defeat me just because I’m a little tired? And above all, what is that weapon? You dare to hold a sword instead of a sword and call yourself a disciple of the Cheongseongpa? Are you insulting Cheongseong?”
At those words, Lim Jun-gyu smiled.
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh, my goodness, I told him that if he were to be executed, he would definitely say something like that. And he told me to answer like this.”
Lim Jun-gyu lifted his spirits by holding the godfather.
Lim Jun-gyu, who was not a formal disciple of Cheongseong, did not learn Cheongganggi, the true teaching of Cheongseong.
So what Lim Jun-gyu brought up was a red energy that contrasted with the blue of the Cheongganggi.
The energy of the Iron and Steel Works that Margin Gwang gave me.
“Is the ignorance of the Cheongseongpa so light that it can be changed just by changing the bowl?”
“… … !”
Lim Jun-gyu swung his sword with a red, burning aura surrounding his entire body.
Phew-!
The main body, made of solid iron, was bent like a willow tree.
Cheongsong, who was about to raise his voice to confront the demon, put away his sword and retreated.
I realized that it wasn’t a blow that could be ignored right away.
‘bloke!’
Cheongsong thought. Lim Jun-gyu’s body type was not suited for swords in the first place.
No, at least it doesn’t fit well with Cheongseong’s sword.
Since Cheongseong’s martial arts involve many long slashing movements and require the body to be whipped, a tall body with long limbs is advantageous.
It’s not that Im Jun-gyu didn’t try hard, but unfortunately, there aren’t many things that are as naturally talented as Mu-hak.
So I found it funny.
However, Cheongsong had to change that perception.
‘Dude, did you delve this deeply into Cheongseong’s martial arts?’
Was there enlightenment from the beginning?
Or is it the enlightenment gained while practicing the martial arts of Cheongseong with a long weapon?
The Cheongyeon Daera Sword (淸延大羅劍) of Cheongseong, performed by Im Jun-gyu as a master, was extremely outstanding.
‘That’s not all.’
If that were the only thing, it would be impossible to explain why he was on par with himself, even if only for a moment.
The cause was the fierce, fire-like qigong that Lim Jun-gyu called for.
Was it because of that qi? As the fight continued, Lim Jun-gyu continued to strike with more powerful blows.
“joy!”
But that’s it.
He avoided the master who was aiming for his head and struck the master with his sword wrapped around a Cheongsong-i Cheongganggi.
Sword and gaebo. Anyone can see that the gaebo has the advantage as a weapon, but it’s a different story if the sword is wrapped in a cheongganggi.
As soon as the godfather hit the ground, Cheongsong kicked Im Jun-gyu with his foot.
“Ugh!”
In order not to be pushed out, Lim Jun-gyu held on by planting his godfather on the ground.
Meanwhile, Cheongsong, who was holding the flagpole and drawing a semicircle, struck Im Jun-gyu’s temple.
“Kwaaak!”
Jun-gyu Lim, the head of the household, rolled around on the floor.
“Even so, it was useless. Did you think you could bridge the gap in realms?”
Cheongsong is a first-class expert.
It has been quite some time since it became first-class, and it has left the entry-level stage.
On the other hand, Lim Jun-gyu was just a second-rate expert who was looking at first-rate players.
Blood spurted out.
That was because I fell and hit my nose on the floor.
Even his normally neatly combed hair was a mess after rolling around on the dirt floor.
“… … I will fill it.”
“The dream is virtual.”
“I have to make up for it. That damn bastard gave me several chances.”
From the very beginning, my impression wasn’t very good.
Even after I got to know him a little later, I never really thought of him as a close friend.
But he saved me from danger several times.
He is now a disciple of Margin Gwang, but he once saved him from his clutches.
There was a time when he almost got killed by Galsa-ryang, even though he boasted that he would be his bodyguard.
He said he would protect the Magic Book, but he failed to do so.
In fact, I knew. The reason he was included in the main pillar of the Great Dragon State was simply because he was the son of the leader of the state.
Lim Jun-gyu failed several times in front of Jegal Hyunmong. However, Jegal Hyunmong continued to give Lim Jun-gyu another chance.
Just like right now.
“So, I hope it will live up to your expectations at least once.”
“Try it!”
Charge in and get knocked out.
He got up again, lunged, and fell out.
Jiiing!
The third bell rang. Cheongsong was still fine, and in fact, was slowly regaining his composure.
I stood up from my seat, feeling dizzy again.
‘Was it my head that just rang and not the gong?’
In my dizzy mind, Ma Jin-kwang’s words suddenly came to mind.
– There is one special feature in the iron burning technique that our iron burning shop masters master.
– What is it, Master?
“That’s true.”
Lim Jun-gyu began to mutter in a hoarse voice.
“The more you knock on the iron ore, the more it burns.”
Cheongsong felt his heart beating rapidly.
Because I never once thought that I would see something like this before my eyes.
Even if you do well, you’ll be second-rate.
A guy who was determined to never succeed was trying to break out of his own mold and rise to the level where he could be called a master.
“……crazy.”
Before he knew it, Im Jun-gyu’s godfather was covered in red salt and burning brightly.
