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< The Successor of the Sword Emperor (3) >
-Kyaaaaang!
The moment swords clashed, the Great Man had to significantly adjust his expectations that this fight would not be easy.
It’s not that it’s not easy,
‘···If I make one small mistake, I’ll be embarrassed here.’
Where did the young man who had seemed so nice just a moment ago go? As soon as the fight began, Cheongwoon suddenly changed into a look in his eyes that looked like he was going to devour his opponent.
Whirlyrick!
Cheongun’s Songmun Sword whipped like a whip and aimed for the Great Man’s shoulder. The Great Man twisted his shoulder to avoid the sword and swung his left sword to keep Cheongun in check.
Phew!
The space where Cheongwoon was standing was swept by tension. However, Cheongwoon had already taken a step to the side, retrieved the Songmun Sword, and unleashed his second attack.
The Songmungo sword was curved so sharply that it was difficult to read the trajectory of the attack. The man swung the Shalit while carefully observing the tip of the sword.
Kkagagagagak!
Swords clashed and sparks flew. In an instant, dozens of attacks and defenses took place.
The two men took turns moving forward to gain an advantageous position.
The man stepped back and thought.
‘To be blunt, their swordsmanship skills are one level higher.’
Although he had wielded weapons for over 20 years, including his previous life as a great man, Cheongun had only learned the sword since he could walk.
The martial arts that martial artists learn are solely for dealing with humans.
Compared to Daein, who had experience fighting all kinds of monsters and alien races, Cheongun’s sword was thoroughly tailored to fighting ‘humans’.
‘Up until now, I’ve been suppressing them with overwhelming martial arts and physical strength, but…’
The future best player I met in the finals was on a different level from those later indexes.
Neither his physical ability, nor his learned martial arts skills, nor his experience were that inferior to those of a great man.
rather-.
“I’m starting to get used to the look of the sword of the small group.”
Cheongun, who was smiling brightly, rushed at the man. In an instant, it felt as if the Songmungo sword had grown into dozens.
The man clicked his tongue and made a squeak. He grumbled in Korean.
“f*cking talent.”
Most of the attacks were deflected, but a few sharp slashes of sword energy grazed the man’s shoulders and thighs.
The man raised his body to protect himself, took a step to the left, and kicked his opponent’s shin with his foot.
Cheongun also kicked his foot in response. The two men’s feet collided with each other, creating a cloud of dust.
Pavababak!
They didn’t move an inch apart from each other. At the same time, the characteristics of the martial arts they had learned were revealed.
“Ta-ha-ha!”
As the Great Man, who had been filled with spirit, swung his sword diagonally, Cheongwoon jumped back. The Great Man immediately retrieved his sword and boldly stabbed him head-on.
“Ohhhhhhh!”
The audience, captivated by his straightforward and charismatic appearance, cheered.
On the other hand, Cheongun took advantage of the great man’s attacks by gently stepping on the law. He swung his Songmun Sword and knocked Charlotte aside, and used his soft shamanic face to deflect the attacks.
“Wow!”
The audience, fascinated by the mysterious movements, erupted in cheers.
One side is the straightforward and ruthless martial arts of the Emperor of Swords.
The other side is the martial arts of the Mudang faction, represented by the soft and strong Yu Neung Je Gang.
Just comparing the two martial arts with distinctly different personalities was a feast for the eyes of martial artists.
“Wow. The power of the Shaman Sleeping Dragon is beyond what I imagined.”
The leader of the martial arts world, Yulgi, was watching the two young men’s fight with admiration.
Perhaps their duel will be recorded as the greatest duel in the history of the Yongbongbeomu.
“Those two have already surpassed the level of the later index.”
“Hehehe. This is a blessing to the martial arts world···.”
The famous martial artists surrounding Yalulgi also nodded their heads in recognition of the two young men’s skills.
All but one of them were repeating exclamations of admiration and amazement.
That one person was Namgung Jeongcheon.
‘A guy who wouldn’t feel satisfied even if he were torn to pieces…’
Namgung Jeongcheon was looking at the figure of Namgung Sangin, the head of the Geomhwangmun clan who had died in Daein.
A guy who made me feel inferior by being compared to others during my childhood and later years.
Namgung Jeongcheon used that anger to fuel his strength. He hid his inferiority complex behind the mask of a great swordsman, built his reputation by hunting down and killing black bandits, and drew in the other five great families to make plans.
And 15 years ago, he destroyed the Geomhwang clan and killed Namgung Sangin. In the end, he was the final winner.
‘I won!’
But Namgung Sangin returned as a ghost.
The disciple of the Emperor of Swords, under the name of Landlord.
Namgung Jeongcheon did not believe that name.
‘You’re not Namgung Sangin’s son? That’s a lie. No, that woman is a fake. She’s a scarecrow. Do you think I don’t know that you’re the real Namgung Sangin’s son?’
Namgung Jeongcheon, blinded by anger, thought that Daein was Namgung Sangin’s son. It was a complete misunderstanding, but to him, it was the truth.
Suddenly.
Namgung Jeongcheon gritted his teeth and glared at the man with a sullen look.
‘Namgung Sangin. Do you think I would let your son live…?’
The guards of Namgung Ga who were nearby flinched at the sudden murderous intent. Because it was such a brief moment, the famous martial artists who were preoccupied with their own battles did not sense the murderous intent.
One of the Murim Myeongsuk asked Yalulgi.
“Your Majesty, who do you think will win?”
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“Well, no one can guarantee the outcome, but… wouldn’t it be advantageous for the one who overcomes the wall?”
Most of the others nodded in agreement.
The landlord has already shown that he has crossed the line.
That means you can use force.
“In theory, it would be fine as long as you don’t get hit by a strong wind, but···.”
How is that an easy task? Especially between those who have overcome the wall and those who have not.
“Of course, since this is the beginning of the peak of the swordsmanship, you won’t be able to use much of the power. Since your stamina is lacking, you’ll probably be able to use it once or twice at most.”
But those one or two times will have a huge impact on the outcome of the match at a crucial moment.
The Murim Alliance Leader’s judgment and prediction were like that, and everyone agreed with that idea.
But at that time,
“I, I, I···.”
“no way···!”
At the sight unfolding on the stage, the masters of the martial arts world gaped in awe.
Even the martial arts leader, who would normally frown at that sight, reacted no differently than them.
“how···!”
A white aura was rising above the Songmun Sword of Cheongun.
***
Daein thought that Cheongun was quite difficult, but that he could still win.
It was also true that there was some room in my heart.
‘I have to fight flashily so that the audience will like it, and then use my strength at the crucial moment to win the match in one go.’
But it seemed like that leisureliness was passed on to the other person as well.
Cheongwoon paused for a moment, wiggling his thick eyebrows as he spoke.
“Im So-hyeop. Are you not planning on using Kang-gi?”
“I’ll use it at a crucial moment. I don’t have enough skill to use it recklessly.”
Because of the ban imposed by Manbaknogoe, the Great Man was now only able to use a portion of his internal energy.
It was true that he couldn’t use his strength much.
“···So you mean you’re not intentionally looking after me?”
The man shook his head with a look of disbelief.
“No way. Absolutely not.”
Then a soft smile appeared on Cheongun’s lips.
“Thank goodness I wasn’t ignored by the first rival I ever met.”
Daein evaluated Cheongun as a guy with a good personality.
‘Well, not just anyone can become the best in the world in the future.’
Taegeuk sword.
The young man in front of the great man was someone who would later gain fame that surpassed that of the Emperor.
After the martial arts world was connected to Earth, Taegeuk Swordsman actively traveled to Earth and established a branch of the martial arts alliance on Earth.
After that, he travels across multiple dimensions and builds his reputation by fighting and defeating powerful opponents from dozens of dimensions.
In short, a seedling that will become a huge giant.
He was definitely a good person to become close with.
‘Even if you lose to me today, you have to make sure not to feel bad.’
The man smiled brightly, hiding his dark feelings. Although he was still in the middle of a fight, he was able to have a little conversation.
“Isn’t it fun? Having someone you can cross swords with, and someone your own age at that.”
“Haha! Of course!”
Cheongun burst into laughter as if he greatly sympathized. To the elder, he seemed a bit overly excited.
“Hahaha! For the first time, I met someone my age who seemed stronger than me. I realized how arrogant I had been. I realized that there is a heaven above the heaven.”
The man was satisfied with the answer. It seemed unlikely that he would harbor resentment over losing in a duel.
Cheongun continued speaking. He looked a little embarrassed.
“If I think about it, I’ve never really tried my best. I’ve always been stronger than everyone else. Rather, I’ve just been trying to keep up with the times, keeping an eye on what others think so as not to stand out too much.”
“hmm···.”
“Even if there was a wall in front of me, I didn’t think I had to overcome it right away.”
“······.”
For some reason, the man began to feel uneasy.
Why are you talking like a boy’s manga protagonist on the verge of awakening?
Cheongun continued speaking with an expression that seemed somewhat liberated.
“But not anymore. Lim So-hyeop is stronger than me. I can see that. Lim So-hyeop has already overcome the wall. In order to beat you, I have to overcome the wall too.”
“That’s easier said than done…”
‘What kind of jumping rope is that?’
The great man’s five senses were telling him to stop this conversation immediately and break Cheongun’s pot.
But that couldn’t be the case. The Great Man wanted to become friends with the future Taegeuk Sword Master.
Ss …
Cheongun’s momentum changed and he became stronger and stronger. He smiled softly.
“Thanks to Lim So-hyeop, I was able to renew my mindset. And I gained a small insight.”
‘That realization. Did it really have to come now?’
The man barely managed to keep his expression from changing as if he had just chewed shit, and held Charlotte tightly.
Wooooow!
The Songmun Sword began to vibrate, and white energy began to rise above the blade.
I wondered if there was a kid like the protagonist of a martial arts novel who gained enlightenment and became stronger while fighting.
“I wish all the damn talented people would die···.”
Because the man was mumbling in Korean, Cheongwoon couldn’t understand what he was saying.
He was concentrating all his nerves on controlling the energy in his sword.
“···I will put everything I have into this meal. Will you accept it?”
The Songmun Sword began to draw a circle with a soft trajectory.
The man could guess what that swordsmanship was.
Later, the Taegeuk Sword Master’s name day
Taegeuk Hyegeom (Great Sword of Wisdom)
“···Of course we should accept it.”
‘If you don’t accept it in this atmosphere, even if you win, it’s useless.’
The man felt the gaze of those around him and nodded with a hardened – like chewing shit – expression. Then he took the form of the Pacheonshin Sword.
Kugugugugugu!
The power was concentrated in one place and Charlotte vibrated. Above the dark sword body, a blue sword began to rise.
When the two people raised their voices at the same time, the audience watching the fight went wild.
“Mudangjamryongdo was also a top-notch expert!”
“There are two top-notch players at that age?”
“f*ck. What the hell is this review contest!”
Amazement, admiration, envy, jealousy, yearning.
The two people were looked at with gazes mixed with all sorts of emotions.
One thing was certain.
The current secret will be remembered for a very long time in the history of martial arts.
The winner will gain immense fame along with a new nickname.
-Kwakwakwakwakwa!
-Kwakwakwakwakwa!
The energy waves that burst out from the bodies of the two young men clashed fiercely in the center. Even before their swords clashed, the two felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies.
“······.”
“······.”
They aimed their swords at each other in silence. Daein unfurled his Pacheonsingeom, and Cheongun unfurled his Taegeukhyegeom.
Gulp.
The watching audience held their breath.
And without saying who would start, the two swung their swords at each other.
-Paaaaaaah!
A light exploded in the middle of the stage. The explosion blinded the audience.
The sound of swords clashing a few more times could be heard within the light, but even the most skilled swordsmen were unable to see inside properly.
After a while, the light died down and the results of the battle were revealed.
“Coolook.”
The man vomited blood. His forehead was covered in blood.
And in front of him,
dump.
Cheongun knelt down. The Great Man’s sword was at his neck.
“I lost. Please try again next time.”
Cheongun lifted his pale face and looked at the man. He was smiling with satisfaction.
‘There’s no second chance, you damn talented bastard.’
The man swallowed the words that were rising inside him and just smiled.
“Wow!”
The crowd erupted in cheers. They applauded and cheered for both of them who showed off their incredible skills.
“He is indeed the disciple of the Sword Emperor!”
“The shaman dragon was also amazing!”
“If two people come forward, the Heavenly Horse will be nothing!”
The man grabbed Cheong-un’s hand and lifted her up. Then the applause and cheers grew louder. The women screamed.
The two stood side by side and took a lottery ticket from the leader of the martial arts world. Yal-gi nodded with a pleased face.
The man looked around and thought.
‘First of all, I’ve gained fame. Now, the Heavenly Sword will be in my hands. And then···.’
Dae-in found Namgung Jeong-cheon looking at him with eyes full of life.
As the old man smiled, Namgung Jeongcheon’s eyebrows twitched.
***
Namgung Jeongcheon looked at the great man standing on the stage.
“The winner is the sword of chivalry!”
At the declaration of the leader of the martial arts world, thousands of spectators cheered and chanted his name.
There were already some people talking about giving him new nicknames like Little Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor, and Sword Dragon.
The cheers reached their peak when the leader of the martial arts world brought the Heavenly Sword and handed it to him in person.
Wow!
It was a roar that seemed to shake the whole of Moorim Alliance. None of the previous winners of the Yongbongbimu had received such cheers.
“······.”
In such an excited atmosphere, Namgung Jeongcheon alone remained calm.
He kept looking at the person, but his perspective was a little different from others.
‘He suffered a pretty serious injury. He’ll have to focus on recuperating for the time being.’
His forehead was almost covered in blood, and his face was pale. Given the amount of blood he had just vomited, he would have difficulty standing up right now.
As expected, his legs were shaking. Namgung Jeongcheon’s sharp eyesight did not miss it.
‘···I wouldn’t be able to show even half of my usual skills right now. I’d be very vulnerable to a surprise attack.’
A smile slowly appeared on Namgung Jeongcheon’s lips.
Did he say we should meet tomorrow morning?
“If I were a spy of the Demonic Cult, I wouldn’t miss this opportunity.”
The winner of the Yongbongbimu will be killed by a spy of the Demonic Cult.
***
“But Mr. Im So-hyeop, there’s something I’m curious about.”
“What is it?
“Why did you vomit so much blood earlier? Your internal injuries probably weren’t that serious.”
To Cheongun’s question, Daein answered with a smile.
“Oh, that’s it. I feel a little suffocated.”
< The Successor of the Sword Emperor (3) > End
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