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< The Successor of the Sword Emperor (2) >
The leader of the martial arts world, Yulgi, looked at the young man in front of him.
“He is the successor to the Sword Emperor…”
After causing an upset by defeating Hwasan Shinsung, who was considered one of the favorites to win in the preliminaries, he overwhelmed Sogaju of Mo Yongsega, another favorite to win, as soon as the main tournament began.
‘He made his presence felt to everyone with just two fights.’
In less than ten days, the entire martial arts world will become aware of the emergence of a new divinity.
“Have you truly inherited the martial arts of the Sword Emperor?”
To Yul-gi’s questions, the man answered politely and courteously.
“I had the opportunity to gain the insight he left behind.”
“Huh. Then I guess I’ve got the greatest chance in the world.”
I wondered what kind of reaction he would get if I added that I learned martial arts from Cheonma, but the man suppressed his curiosity and maintained the smile of a neat young man.
‘Hmm···.’
Yul-gi’s feelings towards Dae-in were complicated.
A young man who appears before the war with the Demonic Cult and calls himself the successor to the Sword Emperor.
His martial arts skills were too outstanding to be dismissed as a lie.
‘At that age, he’s already at the peak of his power.’
Yul-gi secretly stirred up internal energy to gauge the level of the great man’s martial arts skills.
It was clear that he had surpassed the wall of supremacy by using his power. Among the hundred great masters, there would be few who could match him, and he could be considered to be at the level of a top ten master.
The more I thought about it, the more absurd it became.
‘Are you saying that a young man of only a few years of age has the martial arts skills of one of the top ten martial arts masters?’
However, Yul-gi was a master who fought for the position of the leader among the ten masters. He believed that he could measure the skills of a great man on his own.
Ssssssssut.
The secret history of the Murim Alliance leader moved like a secret snake, slithering through the great man’s body.
‘···Your skills are at the level of a top 10 master.’
But there was something that Yul-gi didn’t know.
The fact that the Great Man was forbidden to use only a portion of his internal energy by the Manbaknogoe,
‘With my current physical condition, I think I can use it up to 30% without any problems.’
The [Hide] trait that the Great One possesses means that he has an excellent ability to hide his own skills.
After making his decision, Yul-gi opened his mouth.
“I have never met the Emperor, but I have met the great swordsman Namgung Sangin, who was the head of the Emperor’s clan in the past.”
At those words, Jin No-in and Namgung Hyeon, who were sitting on either side of him, showed a greater reaction than the man himself.
Namgung Hyun muttered with reddened eyes.
“Father···.”
‘Father.’
Yul-gi looked at Nam-gung-hyeon. She was still beautiful, but in a few more years, she would be a beautiful girl who could easily be called the best beauty in the martial arts world.
However, since he had never heard of Namgung Sangin having a child, Yalulgi could not hastily acknowledge her as the daughter of Geomhwangmunju.
That was a bit of a complicated issue.
“If Your Majesty had met our lord, you would have known. These children’s swordsmanship is something that the Sword Emperor had left behind.”
And the old man next to him is Jin-chung, the Lion Sword.
Although I had never met him in person, he was a master I had heard a lot about through rumors.
Yul-gi was amazed even after seeing the old man Jin.
‘Among the 100 greatest masters, he is a skill that can be counted on one hand.’
All three of them were like dragons and tigers. Since such people would not fall from the sky, their claims were probably mostly correct.
Yul-gi thought so in his heart.
however,
The leader of the martial arts world looked at Old Man Jin and said.
“The swordsmanship of the Yihyeop Sword is clearly similar to the swordsmanship of the great swordsman Namgung Sangin that I know. Also, since many Myeongsuks have recognized the Saja Sword, the identity of the Saja Sword has been confirmed.”
Namgung Hyeon and Jin Noin’s expressions brightened. However, Yulgi’s words were not over yet.
“But the other two people, Uihyeopgeom and Namgung… it is difficult to acknowledge them as Geomhwang’s disciples and descendants.”
“What are you talking about!”
As expected, the old man asked back with an angry face. The elder reached out and calmed him down.
Yul-gi said with a heavy, yet firm expression.
“As far as I know, the Namgung family head had no children until he passed away.”
“I explained it all earlier!”
“Explanation alone cannot prove bloodline.”
Yul-gi said that firmly, and this time he looked at the person and said.
“Also, learning the martial arts of the Sword Emperor School does not make you the Sword Emperor’s disciple. How can I know if you have truly acquired the wisdom left behind by the Sword Emperor or if you are simply a great genius who has learned the martial arts of the Sword Emperor School?”
“······.”
The man looked at the Murim leader in silence. He was not shocked because he had expected this reaction.
‘I knew this would happen.’
The audience surrounding the stage quickly became absorbed in the stimulating and emotional story, but it was too greedy to expect someone as big as the leader of the Murim Alliance to do the same.
“I like you. You have already achieved great feats in martial arts, and you have the uprightness of a swordsman. You will definitely become a driving force that supports the martial arts world.”
‘The amount is bullshit.’
The man had no great fame, no base, and no power to support him.
It was unreasonable to acknowledge him as the successor to the Sword Emperor just because he was a master.
Yul-gi looked around at the three people and said.
“The Murim Alliance will protect you from now on. We will also support you if you need anything. However.”
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The main point was always hidden behind ‘but’.
“The Moorim Alliance cannot recognize the Sword Master Yihyeop as the successor to the Sword Emperor, and we also believe that the identity of the young lady here cannot be proven.”
“What that means is···.”
Before the man could finish asking his question, Yul-gi nodded.
“I can’t give you the Heavenly Sword. If you want it, win the Yongbongbimu and take it.”
The Yongbongbimu must continue. And the Changcheonshin Sword was the prize given to the winner.
Yul-gi looked at the man and thought.
‘Even if the winner has already been decided, the Yongbongbimu itself has meaning.’
No matter what anyone says, the highlight of the martial arts competition is the Yongbongbimu.
Through this competition, the martial arts world of the three factions unite, show off their power, and build friendships with each other.
“So, if you truly want to become the successor of the Sword Emperor, win the Yongbongbimu and become the vanguard of the suppression of the Demonic Cult. Then, fame will naturally follow.”
There was not a single thing wrong with what Yul-gi said.
But the man had no intention of following those words at face value.
The man intended to prevent war.
‘It’s about time we heard some news…’
The man glanced outside the door. He had left a lot of bait before coming, so it was about time for something to happen.
After a while, a man’s voice was heard outside the door.
“Your Majesty.”
There was a hint of bewilderment in the man’s voice. Yal-Yul-Gi also felt it and made a puzzled expression.
“Zhuge Liang’s troops? Come in.”
The man who opened the door and came in seemed closer to a bachelor than a layperson.
“What’s going on?”
The man called Zhuge Liang looked around at the people in the room and decided that it was okay to speak, so he spoke as he did.
“It seems like there will be a hitch in the Yongbongbimu.”
“What’s the problem?”
Yul-gi’s expression hardened. Why is there a problem with Yongbongbimu out of nowhere?
Zhuge Liang spoke with a troubled expression.
“Suddenly, there are a lot of abstentions.
“What?”
At that moment, the man barely managed to suppress the corners of his lips from rising.
The leader of the martial arts world jumped up.
“Abstention! What do you mean!”
“that is···.”
Zhuge Liang turned his gaze to the great man with a troubled expression.
[It seems that the later index members are frightened by the new status shown by the sword of righteousness.]
[Does that make sense! He only fought twice! He didn’t kill anyone!]
That makes sense.
The condition of the two people who fought each other proved it.
The volcano god, Younghosik, was hit hard in the chest during a fight and became a eunuch.
Mo Yong-jun, the head of the Mo Yong family, has gone half-mad.
Mo Yong-jun didn’t even realize that he had peed his pants and just kept moaning, “Ugh…” before he was eventually carried out by the Mo Yong-se family’s warriors.
[Besides, there seems to be a rumor going around. Considering the skills that Yihyeopgeom showed in the main event, it is understandable that Hwasanshinsung did so in the preliminaries…]
[···Could it have been done on purpose?]
Yul-gi looked back at the man with a hardened expression. If that were true, then he really was a cruel man, unlike his appearance.
“You. By any chance, in the preliminaries, that···.”
“yes?”
“···No. No.”
There was no way he would answer truthfully even if asked. The Murim Lord shook his head, deciding not to ask.
Instead, he looked back at Zhuge Liang and asked.
“So how many people abstained?”
“Five people have already abstained, and several others seem to be hesitating.”
[There is growing anxiety among the participants as it is not known who will face the Yihyeopgeom if the bracket is reorganized.]
A thick tendon stood out on Yul-gi’s forehead.
[These cowards! How could they, who are only afraid of the Non-Wood Competition, go to war with the Demonic Cult?]
But on the other hand, if you ask him whether he can risk his life in a mere martial arts competition, Yal-gi would not be able to nod easily.
The two were conversing in a mixture of voice and speech, but the elder noticed something was going on.
‘The effect is better than I thought.’
Bursting the volcano god’s tes*icles was a preventive measure against future crimes.
It was intentional that Mo Yong-jun wet his pants.
And before coming here, the great man passed by the later indexes and sprinkled some bait.
“I still can’t control my strength well. If I had been careless, I might have killed you… I’ll have to do better next time….”
“!!”
That was enough. Starting with the next opponent, Ji-su Hu, the others began to give up, making excuses one after another.
“Suddenly, I have a stomachache…”
“Something urgent came up at home…”
“Oh, I think I’m poisoned.”
As things turned out this way, half of the followers who had participated in the Yongbongbimu dropped out.
“Ugh···.”
Yul-gi laughed in vain in frustration.
The game was shortened because participants dropped out. How can this happen?
“I feel ashamed because it seems like it’s my fault.”
The man lowered his head with a truly apologetic expression. He couldn’t get angry at that sight.
‘You annoying guy. Do you think I’m going to just give you the win?’
“···I guess I’ll have to reorganize the bracket.”
However, the proud and prestigious school’s later indexes remained. The later indexes that were considered as the candidates for the championship did not back down easily.
Yul-gi decided to give Dae-in the most difficult matchup.
And that’s what the man wanted.
‘I’ll give you a lot of fame by fighting the remaining good guys.’
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Bam!
The king of openness was beaten like a dog and fell to the ground.
Phew!
Shaolin’s promising new star, Shaolin Shinseng, was hit in the stomach and flew all the way to the audience, landing upside down.
Kyaang!
The Habuk Pengga’s sword broke and he stabbed himself with his own sword.
In the resumption of the Yongbongbimu, Daein fought three times. And he won all three times with overwhelming results.
And the final final.
Wow!
A roar like a roar poured down on the two people.
Two young men who had achieved an overwhelming victory over the so-called late-comers of the Jeongpa martial arts world stood facing each other.
The man looked at the other person and smiled brightly.
“We finally met.”
Shaman’s dragon, Cheongun.
20 years later, the greatest person in the world and the leader of the martial arts world stood before Daein.
Cheongun said with a trembling expression.
“Im So-hyeop. Why are you looking so happy to see me, as if you’ve met my lover?”
“For the first time, a master worthy of being an opponent has appeared. How could I not be happy?”
Cheongwoon laughed heartily, seemingly not offended by the compliment from a great person that bordered on bragging about himself.
“Haha. I don’t know what to do with all this praise. I can’t let you down.”
“I am really looking forward to it.”
The man was sincere.
He knew that Cheongun was on a different level from other later indices.
‘It probably won’t be easy.’
That’s why Daein was the opponent he absolutely had to defeat in order to gain the greatest fame today.
‘Let’s have a flashy fight.’
Slurp.
The man drew his sword. It was no longer a cheap iron sword. The dark blade of Shalit radiated a sinister aura.
“It’s a demon sword.”
Cheongun-do, whose eyes had become cautious, pulled out the Songmun Sword. A sword that was so captivating that it stole everyone’s attention was revealed.
“That sword is a treasured sword.”
The man knew the name of the sword. But he didn’t pretend to know.
“This is the sword that my master passed down to me. He has reached a level where he no longer needs a sword.”
As he said that, Cheongun carefully aimed the tip of his sword at the great man.
“······.”
“······.”
The two men began to slowly circle the stage in a clockwise direction.
Cheongwoon smiled and said, in a way that did not suit the situation.
“Im So-hyeop. Shall we have a drink after we’re done?”
Daeindo smiled and answered. He liked Cheongun. There was no man like him in the political circle.
“Okay. Let’s have a drink.”
It didn’t seem like there was any tension at all. However, the audience felt a greater tension than the two of them.
They know that the moment one side reveals even the slightest opening, a merciless attack will begin.
Gulp.
And the moment someone swallows,
Pfft!
The two men’s new forms moved as if they were disappearing at the same time,
Kyaaaaang!
In the center of the stage, swords clashed and a shock wave erupted.
< The Successor of the Sword Emperor (2) > End
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