How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 76
Chapter 17 Sacheondangga (8)
“It’s too much. I believed in you.”
“I’m sorry about that. But didn’t it turn out well in the end?”
Honestly, it exceeded my expectations.
When Dang Jung-hyeok caused chaos, I thought it was all over, but at some point, he captured Am Dok-jeon’s heart.
“In some ways, it doesn’t seem to have gone well.”
There was a reason why Jegal Hyunmong couldn’t help but think that way.
At first, I saw Jegal Hyunmong in the dark poison battle and just thought of him as something to be envious of.
But as I was talking about this and that with Danggon, the story started to come out.
‘Wow, you can control poison to some extent? That’s amazing.’
‘… … You can stop the poison from leaking out? I wonder. Can you show me? … … You can really stop it. How can you do this? You’re going to teach me? Really?’
‘Pidokju? Just having it can block poison?’
As we talked, I felt people crowding around me and their eyes starting to sparkle.
It was an unfair thing for Zhuge Xuanmong.
Because it wasn’t something he brought upon himself, it was something Dang-gon had to do.
“I guess there’s nothing you can do. Anyway, didn’t you leave a good impression during the dark fight?”
“It seems that I have incurred the displeasure of the Tang dynasty.”
“That guy just tried to draw.”
‘You talk like it’s someone else’s business.’
If I just follow Danggon around because he calls, won’t I end up accumulating another useless grudge?
“Then is this enough?”
“Hmm. You said you met with Danghwagun Elder at the Amdokjeon yesterday. If he’s willing to take on your request, then you’ve built a positive relationship. That seems okay. What did Danghwagun Elder say when he accepted your request?”
“He asked me to entrust him with a task. He was a very humble person, despite his appearance.”
‘Isn’t that the kind of person he would be?’
Dang-gon was flustered, but he didn’t show it and calmly changed his words.
“Well, it’s a bit dangerous, but it’s okay.”
“It’s dangerous… …?”
Sacheondangga is famous for its poison and secret weapons.
Of course, the influence of Dangga Chang and Amdok Jeon cannot be small. They left a deep impression on those two groups.
If you think about it, it wasn’t easy to be amazed by Jegal Hyunmong in the Dark Poison Chronicles. If Dang Gon had heard Dang Hwa-gun’s story, he wouldn’t have opened his mouth like this.
Sega’s greed for talent is by no means small. It’s dangerous to have just one, but if you get attention from two places, they will never let you go.
Danggon said, putting his hand on his shoulder.
“Well, that’s a bit too much. I’ll try to handle the rest, so if you want to live quietly, you’d better not do anything more.”
“It wasn’t me who did this.”
“No, you. You may not be aware of it, but you have done many things.”
Jegal Hyunmong felt wronged at being treated like a criminal, but he decided to keep his mouth shut.
Even if it wasn’t Danggon’s words, it was true that there was a sense of crisis.
“Okay, then I won’t do anything anymore.”
Isn’t that what Jegal Hyunmong also wished for?
Danggon looked at Jegal Hyunmong, who nodded obediently, with a strangely anxious look in his eyes.
‘You didn’t do anything else, did you?’
Dang-gon, who was thinking like that, shook his head.
Because it was more difficult to do anything else here.
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Serial battle.
A ranking competition between people in the same family.
The content of the competition is diverse.
Compete with your knowledge, compete with your martial arts skills, or create something and have a discussion about its quality.
What Dang Hwa-ryeong requested from Dang Cheong-ah was a contest of martial arts.
If things had gone as planned, it wouldn’t have been much of a topic of conversation.
Dang Cheong-ah is a master at the peak.
Although Dang Hwa-ryeong also rose to the ranks of first-class masters through his contract, he was still lacking compared to Dang Cheong-ah.
A match where the outcome is obvious.
The reason it became a hot topic was because Dang Hwa-ryeong requested that this match be held privately so that only the singers could see it.
“It looks like you’ve accomplished something, Hwaryeong.”
“That’s what it is.”
Dang Hwa-ryeong clenched his fist.
‘My arm is completely healed now.’
A wound on the arm that was received while fighting a zombie at Guigokjangwon a while ago.
Strangely enough, the wound did not get better, but when I applied the ointment that Jegal Hyunmong had given me, not only did the wound get better, but its condition got even better than before.
“I’ll give you ten seconds.”
“I won’t give up.”
Poison is actually useful when fighting someone more skilled than you.
You can lightly poison the day, or throw a poison pill and make it burst.
If it’s possible to poison it by any route, it can significantly reduce power.
Of course, the enemy is also wary of that, so they are wary of the poison of the Sacheondangga.
And the poison that breaks through it is the poison of the Sacheondangga.
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But if the other person was from a family, that wasn’t easy either.
‘It’s not easy after all.’
After a while, Dang Hwa-ryeong laughed in disbelief.
As expected of a master of the highest level, Dang Cheong-ah was able to see through all of Dang Hwa-ryeong’s techniques.
He dodged all the poisonous needles that were sprayed in fine streams, and even while deflecting the flying dark energy, he gently received the poisonous pills that came out in the middle and threw them back at Dang Hwa-ryeong.
It was the same with spraying poison on a weapon so that it could not be avoided or stopped.
Dang Cheong-ah easily blocked all of Dang Hwa-ryeong’s poisons by simply shaking off the tension.
“Your skills have improved a lot. Next are the last ten seconds.”
“okay?”
Dang Hwa-ryeong laughed fiercely.
Dang Hwa-ryeong liked Dang Cheong-ah.
Now, at the age of Dang Hwa-ryeong, he has already reached the peak of his power.
Although she was a bit too much, she was a sister who loved herself very much.
But once, I wanted to surpass that older sister.
“The poison I’m going to give you this time is Chilchaehondok. It has a slightly spicy scent that’s characteristic.”
“You really studied poison hard. That’s right. It’s characteristic is that it changes and then develops a slightly sweet scent.”
“That’s right. Just like now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, something like a breeze brushed past Dang Cheong-ah’s nose.
“… … !”
“I guess it worked.”
Dang Hwa-ryeong smiled.
Although Dang Cheong-ah had made herself weaker in preparation for the battle, she frowned as she felt the poison invading her body.
‘You’re spreading poison in the wind?’
The wind is a byproduct that appears when you open the first stage with your internal energy.
Controlling something like that is like saying that you can blow out one of the candles lined up in a row by swinging a fan.
Of course, I never thought that something like that was possible.
‘How is that possible?’
This is not something that can be done with a simple breeze.
It seemed as if there was an intention in it, as if it was moving its hands and feet.
Dang Cheong-ah’s eyes slightly filled with shock.
‘Is that possible?’
‘I didn’t know something like this was possible.’
Dang Hwa-ryeong smiled.
I had a conversation with Zhuge Liang some time ago.
‘But can I really learn to handle the wind?’
Didn’t they say that you have to open the upper chamber to use magic or something?
Although it is possible to imitate it to some extent with martial arts, it is as different in nature as water and oil, so it does not seem possible to handle it as freely as Zhuge Liang.
‘What do you think is the most important thing when performing magic?’
‘Well, I don’t know. Is it some kind of strange spell or something?’
‘Of course that’s important, but there’s something more important.’
Jegal Hyunmong lifted his magic wand and said.
‘That’s the human heart. If you really wish for it, the wind will break as you wish.’
At those words, Dang Hwa-ryeong snickered.
It sounds beautiful, but is the world a place where everything can be achieved just by putting your mind to it?
‘What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Does it make sense that you can break the wind just by making up your mind? Then, is it possible to mix poison into your internal energy just by making up your mind?’
‘Is that so? But, my lady. If that’s so.’
Jegal Hyunmong shrugged his shoulders and asked.
‘Why are the names of so many divine arts that build up internal energy called Simbeop (心法)?’
Something I didn’t understand at the time.
But now I think I understand.
I felt like something was falling apart.
It was a wall of common sense.
While learning the traditional martial arts, Dang Hwa-ryeong naturally stepped into areas that he had thought were absolutely impossible.
‘I can do it.’
An explosive burst of energy came out of Tang Hwa-ryeong’s body. It went beyond carrying poison to the wind, and caused poison to flow throughout Tang Hwa-ryeong’s entire qi wave.
It was as if the person had become poison itself.
“You better be careful, Sister. It’ll be a little different.”
“You broke the wall.”
Dang Cheong-ah smiled bitterly, although she was happy.
I realized that I could no longer go into this series feeling like I was hanging out with my cute little brother.
Dang Hwa-ryeong left with a smile.
Countless bundles of needles spread out like the ribs of a fan and flew towards Dang Cheong-ah.
“Hot!”
Dang Cheong-ah hurriedly stepped back, extended the sword wrapped around her belt, and dropped the needle from a distance.
It wasn’t just something that was thrown with poison applied, but the poison was embedded in the internal energy itself, so it couldn’t be dealt with rashly.
It was a situation that could threaten the peak of power.
Groan groan-
Meanwhile, a small commotion arose among the Tang people who were watching the battle.
The head of the Sacheon Dang family, Dang Jin-cheon, was no exception.
“Danggon, did you know?”
“… … No. That guy kept his mouth shut in front of me, but he was hiding something like that.”
“Where on earth did you learn such things? Was my daughter that much of a genius?”
That’s not quite right.
Dang-gon was about to deny it when suddenly an image of someone flashed through his mind.
It was the appearance of a tall young man with a handsome face and wearing a scholar’s uniform.
‘Hahahaha- You tell me not to create trouble for you, but Master Danggon keeps creating trouble for you. Hahahaha-.’
Danggon opened his mouth.
“Yes, isn’t that your brother’s daughter? She must have really developed talent.”
“Umm… … .”
Tang Jin-cheon’s eyes lit up.
“No, that wouldn’t be the case. It must be because of our recent encounter. Gon-ah, that Muhujaerim you mentioned last time used strange magic. Could it be that your daughter was hanging out with him because of him?”
“… … Isn’t Hwaryeong outstanding?”
“Even though she is my daughter, she would not do something so out of the ordinary.”
Danggon sighed deeply.
Dang Jin-cheon is the father of a man who loves Dang Hwa-ryeong.
However, he was not a fool who was blinded by love and overestimated his children… … !
‘I did my best!’
Even as he thought that, Dang-gon couldn’t help but think.
Jegal Hyunmong was currently very poorly recognized within the family. It was clearly important to reconsider his recognition, if only to prevent future tragedies.
‘But isn’t this a bit too much?’
While Dang-gon was silently suffering, Dang Jin-cheon looked down at Bimoojang without asking any more questions.
Although Dang-gon didn’t know, Dang Jin-cheon could now understand Dang-gon’s past actions.
‘The level is still low, but the fact that a path has been shown is meaningful in itself.’
Until now, I thought it was impossible based on common sense.
So I haven’t even tried until now.
However, since it was known to be possible, it was worth studying. And depending on the results of the study, Tang family’s martial arts, especially Dokgong, would make great progress.
‘I’m tempted.’
Dang Cheong-ah looked noticeably more exhausted than before.
Saying that one can mix poison into one’s internal energy means that every move of Tang Hua Ling can become a poison technique.
but.
But the winner was Dang Cheong-ah.
Tang Hwa-ryeong tried to poison Tang Qing’er with various poison techniques using the wind, including the first technique, but Tang Qing’er, who was already fully prepared, dodged or blocked all of the techniques and eventually subdued Tang Hwa-ryeong.
About fifty seconds to get there.
Although it hadn’t even been a hundred years, everyone present knew that Dang Hwa-ryeong had been struggling.
It wouldn’t have been strange if it had been subdued in ten seconds.
“I lost. Tsk. I was a little confident.”
“It was dangerous.”
Dang Cheong-ah’s words were not particularly humble.
Although it is called a hierarchy, no one could use poison higher than that of a Bimura within the same family.
What if it had been real?
Tang Hwa-ryeong would have used poison without hesitation, and he would have been helpless.
A poison that you can literally inhale without even noticing.
It was certainly a feat worthy of being engraved in the history of Tang Dynasty martial arts.
“How did you realize this?”
“Where would it be? I learned it from Jegal. Sister. Wouldn’t it be better if I revealed this to the elders of the family?”
I said that because I had heard rumors about the Dang Hwa-ryeong family.
In fact, that was one of the reasons I worked so hard.
If he made a mistake, he might end up fighting the Nokrim Road Alliance, but Dang Hwa-ryeong did not want to fight Jegal Hyeonmong.
Regardless of personal preference, I felt like I would suffer a huge loss if I just fought.
“Is it Zhuge Liang? Could it be you?”
“No way.”
“No. Anyway, it’s for Prince Zhuge Liang. Hmm.”
Dang Cheong-ah thought back to the meeting a while ago.
There were certainly quite a few harsh stories. There was even a story about the Nokrim Road Alliance being defeated.
‘That might be a bit difficult.’
Not only was Jegal Hyunmong’s ability an ability, but he was also close with Hwaryeong.
Isn’t it impossible for something like that to cause a rift between the two?
‘Even if Hwaryeong supports him, he doesn’t have much say, and even if Dangga-chang supports him, it’s still not enough. So then.’
Dang Cheong-ah opened her mouth.
“Can you spare me a moment?”
