Episode 61. headline (7)
As Jegal Seon-ah said, the first Taesamdaejeon started with the Naegongwan.
“Participant position.”
Along with the scheduled shouts of the supervisor, I entered the building marked “Inspector of Internal Affairs”. first one too.
Thanks to the thick night wines hanging here and there, the interior, which had slipped through the twilight, was bright as if it had been hit by the midsummer sun.
In the center of the internal examination tube, there was a square box about half a person’s height, and on top of it was a transparent marble the size of a child’s head.
Behind it, the seats were spread out on both sides like wings, with the judges on the left and about 200 Oryonghoe warriors on the right, who seemed to be prepared for an emergency.
And in the middle was the main judge’s seat.
Several familiar Roh Kang-ho were present.
In particular, a hunchbacked old man with white flames and white rice with his eyes closed in the seat of the judges chair in the middle of the main judge’s seat.
It was Yeon Ji-heul, an extremely strong master of the Jong Nampa with thick bones in Moorim. The other day, when I was at Yongbongjin, I had only seen him briefly, but it was definitely him.
As if he remembered me, he bent the tip of the right white rice up and made a grotesque resemblance to old man Geumbongnam.
That’s right, like that guy, that kind of thing.
“It is you. It was simple, probably.”
“yes.”
After ceremonial words such as long time no see, his mouth closed. Then his eyes fixed on me tenaciously, as if piercing my lower anterior chamber.
Maybe it’s time for a cup of tea
His mouth opened again. Cynical smiles instead of gossip.
“You know what?”
“What do you mean?”
“That Nobu has a very nasty friend named Chun Ki-ja.”
“Yes, I saw you together at Jongnam Mountain the other day.”
“That’s when. Your friend said that to you.”
“… … .”
“Just dull. A guy with rottenly thin blood veins, refluxing blood, freezing hard white ash, and a wide range of muscle veins in the midfield. But he said he was looking forward to it nonetheless.”
Heh, it’s a review like the old man of Geumbongnam.
“At that time, since you won the championship in Yongbongjin City, Nobu had no choice but to admit it. In fact, I was looking forward to it, to hear that he even defeated our Jong-nam’s broiler. By the way.”
He said quietly, glaring at my danteon.
“This time, the old woman can neither acknowledge nor expect anything.”
I could tell from those words.
Like Noh Kang-ho, he noticed the state of my short circuit.
“How did a person without a danteon get into the Naegongwan?”
also.
you know exactly
Well, Danjeon in the traditional sense doesn’t exist for me anymore.
Yes, in the traditional sense. But there are things he doesn’t know.
“If not, can’t I participate?”
At my euphemistic acknowledgment, his eyebrows twitched.
“Are you scorning us?”
be scornful
Originally, human beings find another way when they lose their way, build a new way when the way is cut off or there is no way, and develop while doing so. Mine is clearly the latter.
“I said there was no short circuit, but I didn’t say there was no history.”
The judges laughed because my answer was absurd.
Hyeon-Hun looked at my Danjeon, no, at the place where Danjeon should be, and restored his bizarre smile.
“Then let’s try it out and then we’ll talk about it again.”
“How can I do it?”
“You can put your hand on the orb in front of you and test your inner strength.”
I did something earlier, but this… … .
“It’s called a strength meter.”
It’s a very intuitive name.
While I was thinking about that, one of the examiners briefly explained the strength tester. It was made by engine engineers and verbatim scholars… … blah blah.
Everything is unnecessary and the important information is-.
The color changes differently depending on the quality and hardness of the energy injected into the beads
Transparent to white for less than ten years.
From ten to twenty years red to orange.
Orange to yellow from twenty to half a year (30 years).
From the second half to the first half, yellow to green.
From the first to the second, green to blue.
From this first letter to the third letter… … .
oh well, that’s it More than that is meaningless.
The yellow is said to have passed.
He didn’t want to go any further and burned his hand with the beads.
Then, the internal power of the Hunwon Byuckrike Team, which was ‘charged’ in the Danjeon, began to ‘melt and flow’.
from white to red.
from red to orange.
from orange to yellow.
from yellow to green.
from green to blue.
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in blue… … .
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rattle.
After the exam, the door was opened.
It must be spring.
Even at night, it’s not chilly at all. Maybe it’s because of the untidy heat of those waiting for the internal air test. There was no longer any need for that.
For some reason, I walked past the noisy lines of participants and walked toward Chong, Juju, and Jegal Sun-ah.
Then, Jegal Seon-ah immediately asked.
“What were you doing inside the senior?”
“what?”
“Just now, the internal examination officer over there became indigo and then purple.”
From the first to third, blue to indigo.
From the third to the fourth, see in indigo.
Did the airflow meter generate heat leak through the windows and doors?
That’s why it was messy.
“What do you do, I did the internal air test.”
“Is that all?”
“uh.”
At my short answer, Jegal Seon-ah turned her gaze from me to the internal examination officer.
“You don’t have to look.”
“No. I need to write an article about this.”
“It’s broken.”
she sees me again
“yes? What’s broken?”
At that time, the door to the internal examination hall opened again, and the examiner came out with a troubled expression and shouted.
“End of Naegongwan! Disperse and everyone prepare for the non-military service tomorrow!”
I said I couldn’t figure it out beyond the 4th grade.
It’s broken, the strength meter.
“… … What did you do?”
“I just woke up.”
Then I turned around to go home. Naturally, guns and shareholders follow me. But I suddenly felt warm eyes and looked around.
All participants were paying attention to me.
what the hell did you do What did you do to completely shut down the Naegongwan?
I passed Jegal Seon-ah, who opened her eyes as if she were about to break through eggs, snorting lightly.
“Stop going and get some sleep.”
I said no rain from tomorrow… … .
“There will be more articles in the future, so you should get a good night’s sleep.”
“… … How many more do you think there will be?”
“Okay. I’m going to go full speed, and I’m going to finish it all fast enough that I’ll forget that I started today, so there’s going to be a lot of stuff.”
“Ah, it was fast today, how can it be faster here?”
Starting with Gong Jin-do, Ha Seong-sin-ni, Dang Dong-pyo, and most others were swinging their lightsabers at me with their eyes as if they were throwing a raincoat.
“How is it? out of breath.”
I picked them up one by one and headed to the dorm.
And as he said, the first Taesamdaejeon in Sacheon went by breathlessly.
The night goes and the dawn begins again, the morning ends, the afternoon comes again, the night comes again, and the sunrise and sunset repeat several times.
Round 1, Round 2, Round 3, … … .
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Once again, dusk descended on the land of Sacheon, and the final match was held to determine the final winner of the preliminaries.
Thousands of people were standing unarmed, alone.
Now, the atmosphere of the Tang House has completely subsided.
Dan Yooseong climbed up by breaking Dangdongpyo and Gongjindo at once.
A gun that defeated Ha Seong-shin-ni and Tae-dae-tada with a single shot and reached the final.
but… … .
[thud.
With a dull syllable, the winner of the Sacheon region was decided, and a terrible silence came.
Silence seemed to oppress not only Tangga, but the entire Sichuan province.
Dung Dung Dung-!
The sound of drums, as if waiting for that moment, broke the silence.
“Declare that the winner of the 1st Taesamdaejeon in Sacheon has been decided!”
Dan Yooseong passed by the fallen gun and went down the empty stage.
Following them, the warlords enthusiastically cheered and opened the curtain of phosphorus.]
Jegal Seon-ah, who had written an article up to that point, hurriedly deleted the article while looking at Dan Yoo-seong, Chong, and Ju-ui, who were moving away.
Because the finals ended so quickly that I couldn’t even breathe, breathe, or single-shot.
Jegal Seon-ah rewrote the characters, and quickly rewrote the article as well.
[The fight between the two, who defeated all of the strong candidates for the championship, such as Danga Dongpyo, Amipa Ha Seongshini, Beolgok Taedaetada, and Cheongseongpa Gongjindo, was bland. Because the fight didn’t happen. With one of the two abstaining… … .]
“Declare that the winner of the 1st Taesamdaejeon in Sacheon has been decided! The winner is… … .”
The judge’s proclamation was swallowed up by the roar of Eun-ho Juju.
Jegal Seon-ah, who folded the article she was writing and raised her head hastily, could only see the silver tail disappearing far away.
It was the same when they appeared, but what are those three in such a hurry… … .
Just watching it really makes me breathless inexplicably.
After watching them all disappear, Jegal Seon-ah rewrote the shaky hair and wrote down one last phrase that came to her mind.
I’m short of breath.
– Today, right here, a new era of Moorimsa will begin.
The title to be submitted as the first headline for the first edition of <Moorim Shinmun> has been decided.
but.
Reporter Green Window wasn’t the only one with Jegal Seon-ah.
It wasn’t even more that they were dispatched only to Sacheon.
All the reporters dispatched to the national qualifiers wrote an article in unison.
With content almost identical to what she wrote.
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Bukpyeong Hebukpaengga 1st Taesamdaejeon Preliminary Field.
“Are you a tabletop warrior?”
In the middle of the unarmed man, the first man to climb up looked up and frowned at the building on the other side like a large tower climbing up.
The large man approached and stood facing him, scratching his head that had been crushed while sleeping and laughing.
“I don’t know if it’s a tabletop warrior or what.”
I don’t know why, but the sound of scratching my head is clicking.
“I’m not long term.”
after a while
Kwajak! Iron crowbar.
The iron fist of Janggihu broke the mace of the man on the other side and locked himself in his clown.
thud.
Beginning with the sound of the first man falling helplessly on the empty stage, the curtain for the preliminaries began in earnest.
a few days later
The name of the participant was Paeng Ho-ryu, the greatest master of Hebei Paengga, a popular hitter. It is evaluated that he barely overcame the mastery of magic and became a much better master than before… … .
Puck! Patter.
The Tekken after the long term was also locked in the clown of one of the contestants.
No further evaluation is required.
Twenty-nine times, one book at a time.
“Haaam~”
Yawning exactly twenty-ninth.
The judge’s declaration fell behind him as he slowly descended the stage.
“Declare that the winner of the 1st Taesamdaejeon in the Bukpyeong area has been decided!”
But whether it was or not, he left the stage scratching his slightly trembling buttocks.
Letting out a final yawn.
“Ah, if you go to Xi’an, you’ll be less boring now, right? Well, Yooseong and the other guys must be here.”
The expected dream that was waiting below answered.
“Yeah, that’s right! Come on, Gagazua!”
“Heh, that feels good. Go~ Kazuah!”
Bukpyeong 1st Taesamdaejeon Winner Confirmed.
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Hanam qualifier.
The second battle was taking place here, and following the first battle, the participants, judges, spectators, and warlords continued to witness.
overwhelming overwhelming.
“It’s so damn boring. Amitabha.”
The name of the man who went down the final stage while chanting Buddhist prayers was Wongeuk.
He too left for Xi’an, chewing meat.
Hanam 1st Taesamdaejeon Winner Confirmed.
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Anhui qualifier.
It was raining here.
“Finally the time has come.”
Rain, heavy rain with that low voice… … No, there was a shadow of a sword covering the entire stage.
and,
Papabababababat.
Pababa Baba.
Paba Baba.
Pavaba.
Pava.
green onion.
.
As the rain gradually stopped… … .
…
…
…
It stopped, and the other person was down.
Preliminary Finals End.
“Go, to Xi’an.”
The voice of Namgung-geum from a place already far away was carried by the headwind and returned to the rain stage belatedly, and the heavy rain that had been hit by the sword spirit and bounced back began to fall on the rain stage again.
Anhui 1st Taisam War Winner Confirmed.
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Hubei Qualifier.
“I know very well that you are strong. But isn’t it not polite to not draw the sword!”
The finalist, Jongtaegi’s Noh Seong (怒聲), raged on the non-final stage. Since it was in the finals anyway, it was decided to advance to the finals regardless of victory or defeat, but the fact that the opponent did not draw a weapon made Jong Tae-gi angry.
At this time.
wheein-.
A weak gust of wind began to blow into the hall. At the same time, sand floated up and began to flow like a whirlwind on the non-stage floor.
Another finalist, Yongchorang, glanced at them and said.
“Already picked. Irrespective of the bell brother, attack.”
“… … No regrets! Aaaaaaaaa!”
With a shout, Jongtaegi performed a four-day swordsmanship that reached its peak.
But then.
Turururu-.
Along with an unusual sound resembling a thud, Yongchorang’s sword began to rotate.
It was a reenactment of the forgotten god’s martial arts.
With the demon’s magical powers hidden.
Let’s go, let’s go!
The four-day sword method, which was said to lower the sun, was over in an instant.
With the deleted non-stage.
… …
… …
… …
“At least this much, Moorim here.”
Where are you? monotonicity.
I will go to your moorim. now.
Whii-i-.
Yongchorang disappeared along with the wind.
“… … .”
Leaving only seedlings standing blankly watching the dust that was his sword and the dust that was the non-stage.
The winner of the 1st Taesamdaejeon in Hubei is confirmed.
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Zhejiang region qualifier.
With Sara Lara-!
The warlords couldn’t figure out what and how the battle was going on. Because Cheon So-so and Cho Ryeo-hye, who reached the final round of the preliminaries, were too fast.
However, Alabongdae, who was watching the two, was watching the progress of the fight in a different way.
Every time the Nata Weathering Ring and the Bing Eungchang moved, the moon floating next to the rain stage was cut and torn. It was reattached at this time, but apparently the moon was cut at that moment.
After the moon was cut off dozens of hundreds of times and then reattached.
Eventually, the moon fully returned, and the sound of the wind and gong stopped.
“Senior, what are you doing now?”
“What are you doing?”
Cheon So-so lightly shook the nata weather wheel that had stopped in front of Cho Ryeo-hye’s neck and walked away.
“I have to go back now.”
Then, slowly, it came down the empty stage, no, the ruins that were the empty stage.
Cho Ryeo-hye followed suit, and the judge announced the winner a long time later.
Zhejiang 1st Taisam War Winner Confirmed.
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– Today, right here, a new era of Moorimsa will begin.
– Gaza! to Xi’an! to the world!
―The sword that cuts the heavy rain will cut the world.
― Anyway, winning is with Yongcho.
– Moorim beauty.
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Candidates for head articles pouring out at the 1st Taesam Daejeon qualifiers from all over the world arrived at the green window one after another.
Now, among these, the headline of the first edition of <Moorim Shinmun> was to be decided, and after a heated debate among the executives within Green Window, Jegal Seon-ah’s was selected.
but.
Due to the news that arrived on the day of publication, the main character of the headline of the first edition of <Moorim Newspaper> was changed from the first Taesamdaejeon to another place.
With minor modifications from Jegal Seon-ah’s.
– Today, right in Cheonsan, a new era of Murimsa has begun.
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When the young heroes of the midfield take a step towards the world.
Another man, tens of thousands of miles away from the midfield, had also taken a step forward.
It was a big step that would turn the world upside down.
