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Seonhak Secret Art (4)
In a well-decorated room, the Dark Grand Prize and Seongwangbo were drinking.
Beside them, there were some eye-popping beauties sitting and serving them drinks, but they were not the kind of women you see in Giru. They were women of beauty and elegance.
“I think we need to give him more funding.”
Sheng Wangbo knew from the last meeting that the minds of those who provided money were changing. If you completely change your mind, you could end up putting yourself in danger.
Do you think they have the power to get rid of that great old man?
I thought Seongwangbo would be there. These are people with financial power beyond imagination. He didn’t even know what he had prepared to protect it.
In this situation, I was worried about how Seong Wangbo would receive the statement that more support should be provided. So he quickly added:
“Because the ghosts failed… … “I think we need to give him more strength.”
The dark subject showed no change in emotions. As I always felt, he was a person whose true feelings were unknown.
“How much do you need?”
“It’s five million nyang.”
“Five million.”
At a time when trust in the old man was at an all-time low, 5 million nyang was really a lot of money. There will also be severe opposition from members of the underground business community. Nevertheless, the dark target readily accepted the offer.
“Good. “I will give it to you.”
“thank you. He will be satisfied.”
“What did he say?”
“I didn’t say anything.”
But Seong Wangbo remembered what the old man said that day.
“Don’t you want to make your dream come true?”
Can he really betray that dark target?
Then, the object of darkness suddenly asked.
“Do you believe him?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m just asking innocently. “Do you trust that person?”
“If you look at ability, the answer would be yes. “Not if you are talking about the person himself.”
“That’s a good answer.”
“How are you? Do you believe him?”
The dark target drank again.
“If a merchant believes in anything other than money, he or she will not be able to make money from then on. No, rather, money will leak out.”
In the end, he turned around and said he didn’t believe it.
The target of darkness emptied the glass in front of him. The beauty next to him put some fruit in his mouth and then filled his glass.
“I feel like there has been some kind of misunderstanding between him and us lately.”
“What kind of misunderstanding are you talking about?”
“We hired him to be our swordsman, but he seems to be looking at us as money.”
“He is a great talent. “Didn’t you know that you can’t just be a swordsman in the first place?”
“I knew it. So, when it comes to issues related to Dafa, we only provide funds and are not involved at all.”
“Because it was his only condition.”
“But I didn’t know that you would also pretend to be a person of great ability.”
Seongwangbo was startled.
“Are you saying I’m pretending to be powerful?”
“You thought I didn’t know?”
A cold chill rose from the body of the dark target.
At that moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Seongwangbo’s mind. Is it just something you think about, or is it something you really know? If you know, should you blame it or should you blame it for not knowing until the end?
It wasn’t just a passing question. It was a question that would change his fate depending on his answer.
After reaching a conclusion, Seongwangbo stood up and knelt down.
“sorry.”
The dark object, which was looking down at Seongwangbo with an inexplicable look, still spoke in a calm voice.
“Please wake up.”
“yes.”
Seongwangbo stood up from his seat.
“Have a drink.”
The target of darkness held out a glass. Seongwangbo emptied his glass.
“What he’s trying to do is going against heaven.”
Sheng Wangbo realized that his judgment was right. The dark target knew exactly what the old man wanted to do.
Obediently revealing that he knew everything was a favor to King Seong, but it was also a pressure to tell him everything honestly from now on.
“Since when did you know?”
“Since the time you found out.”
“I see.”
“The timing doesn’t matter. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Seongwangbo spoke honestly.
“I was curious. “How will it end?”
The dark subject’s expression became cold.
“Be honest.”
Seongwangbo answered.
“I could smell the money in his work.”
The dark subject’s expression became colder.
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“More honestly!”
“I believed that through that, I would have the opportunity to take your place.”
Seongwangbo bowed his head. Telling the truth was a life-threatening battle.
The stiff expression of the dark subject who was staring at Seongwangbo for a moment relaxed.
“Come on, let’s have a drink.”
He raised his glass again. After the two toasted, they emptied their glasses.
The object of darkness said as he put down his drink.
“If you sit in my seat like that, you will have another dream.”
“What does it mean?”
The dark object only smiled slightly, but did not say what it meant.
The target of darkness raised his drink.
“Now, let’s have a drink to commemorate your survival.”
* * *
On my way back, I stopped by Seonhakbidong again.
There, spare daggers made of perennial iron were stored. I wouldn’t be using it for a while, so there was no need to carry this precious item around.
[Let’s look at the face.]
At Cheonma’s request, he used the stone wall of the cave as a reference point to use Cheongisim Hwan-gong.
The space created this time was a wonderful cave. The size was not distorted, and another cave was created.
Now that I think about it, there is probably no safer place than this space where I don’t have to worry about myself.
[Why did you ask to see me?]
Cheonma answered my question clearly.
[Let’s have a fight.]
[good.]
I accepted his offer without hesitation.
As if he had made a firm decision, this time the Heavenly Demon drew his sword.
On the other hand, this time I also dealt with him using Seonhak secret techniques. But it felt different from last time. The plan is to fight by actively using the arm guards and boxing armor that Dujeong made.
Even the last dance or the future dance. Dancing with the Heavenly Demon is something that can be called a miracle. Because fighting the Heavenly Demon once will be more helpful to me than fighting hundreds of times in reality.
Easy profit!
The Heavenly Demon rushed towards me, brandishing his sword. In the fight in my past life, I also used swordsmanship against him.
No matter how great the martial arts called Seonhak’s secret techniques were, blocking the Heavenly Demon’s sword with one’s bare body was truly a fearful and trembling task.
Shing, shing, shing.
It was so fast that it felt like a beam of light was flashing down. Moreover, it was targeting my vital spot exactly without any error. It was a place where the moment you get stabbed, you die instantly.
After dodging five moves in a row, I took a quick step back. Heavenly Demon, who realized that I had something to say, did not follow suit.
[Your swordsmanship skills have improved.]
[Can you feel it?]
[surely.]
[I thought it was a long time ago, but it was indeed so.]
I was truly happy to see that Cheonma’s skills had improved. The previous Heavenly Demon was great, but the Heavenly Demon whose skills have improved will be truly amazing.
[Are you happy?]
[of course.]
[Okay, I’ll kill you happily too.]
It was truly beautiful to watch the Heavenly Demon’s swordsmanship. It was a feast of art created by speed and moderation.
After another dozen moves, this time the Heavenly Demon retreated.
[Your skills have improved too.]
[Can you feel it?]
[surely.]
[Thank goodness.]
Now, the only thing lacking compared to my previous life was the amount of internal energy. Right now it’s a little over three bucks, let’s buy it then. But there is no need to feel sorry. This was a time when improving skills was more important than internal strength.
Shing, shing, shing.
The sword flew again. I continued to dodge the scary flying swords. If this is practice, I am currently practicing avoiding the fastest sword in the world.
There were several opportunities to counterattack.
But there was no opportunity to do it perfectly. Opportunities to give up your arm or your back to hit him in the chest or break his leg.
When over a hundred moves had passed, Cheonma made the first move. It was a powerful herbal attack that I had to take. It was just an unavoidable attack.
Shhh! Faaah!
Blood spurted from my shoulder. What I got instead was breasts.
Pow!
My elbow hit the Heavenly Demon precisely in the chest.
As the Heavenly Demon was pushed back, a ray of sword energy was released.
Shhh!
They overcame the moves that were trying to keep them from following behind and rushed towards the Heavenly Demon.
Shhh! Shhh!
The Heavenly Demon’s sword stabbed the air twice in succession. It was an attack that did not slow down at all.
Blood spurted out from my side again.
But this attack was also a game I had planned.
Next moment!
Sigh!
The fishing line wrapped around the Cheonma’s arm. The moment when he twists his arm out of a sense of crisis that his arm might be cut off due to the enormous pressure!
Shhh!
Before I knew it, the dagger in my hand was pulled out of the guard and stabbed the Heavenly Demon’s armpit.
Pooh wow!
“Bwak!”
The first scream came from the Heavenly Demon’s mouth. If I had the skills to miss that opportunity, I wouldn’t have been able to beat him in my past life.
I found a blind spot in the defense that was swinging like crazy, and my fist came straight down.
Pow!
One punch to the face knocked the Heavenly Demon straight out.
With that one move, the game ended. If he had been willing to fight further, he would have jumped up, but the Cheonma was lying down, panting.
I didn’t bother to walk over and look down at him. I have no intention of losing to him. But he has no intention of deceiving him either.
The Heavenly Demon spoke while lying down.
[A young man beating an old man!]
[ha ha ha.]
As expected, the objects made this time from age-old iron were definitely effective. It was a secret weapon to be used as a surprise attack on an enemy that must be killed.
No one with equal skill will be able to block this anomalous attack of mine.
Did he think that his defeat had improved the mood?
[Teach me the secret art of Seonhak.]
[If you teach me how to drink alcohol.]
The Heavenly Demon, who had been lying down, sat up from his seat. The blood that flowed from his armpit soaked his clothes.
[Are you okay?]
[This visible body is fake. Even if it breaks into a hundred pieces, it doesn’t matter.]
[Then that’s a good thing.]
Perhaps because he thought it was time, Cheonma revealed a secret story he had never told before.
[My grandfather voluntarily handed over the position of leader of the Demonic Cult to my father and left the church. There were many rumors at the time. Some rumors said that he found a woman he loved, and there were also rumors that he lost to a leader of a political faction.]
[Do you know why?]
[know. Because I heard it from my father.]
There was silence again. The reason why the conversation suddenly stops is probably because it is related to Cheonma’s personal history.
I understand. It wouldn’t be easy for me to talk about my family to others either.
[My grandfather was closer to a warrior than a magician. Even after he ascended to the position of religious leader, he focused only on martial arts training rather than being interested in politics or power. And one day… … He was addicted to coinage.]
[Do you wear coins?]
[Yes, it was a coin attack.]
[I have never seen such a record during my tenure?]
[Of course you didn’t see it. Because it wasn’t really a coin-operated horse.]
I couldn’t understand what it meant. Immediately, startling words flowed from the Cheonma’s mouth.
[My grandfather felt the limitations of magic and tried to learn magic. He wanted to realize the ultimate meaning of martial arts, but he felt limited by magic arts. If it is not Juhwaibma that the Ma leader had such thoughts, then what is it?]
[Is that why you resigned from your position as leader early?]
[yes. Eventually, his grandfather passed on the position of Cheonma to his father and left Gyo. Do you now understand why I am asking you to teach me the secret art of Seonhak? I want to see for myself what great martial arts skills he has made after leaving the school so irresponsibly.]
I felt a complex mixture of longing, anger, and curiosity.
[Now will you teach me the secret art of Seonhak?]
I asked, looking at the Heavenly Demon’s deep, earnest gaze toward me.
[Is the acting over?]
[what? Acting? Are you saying I’m lying? Absolutely not. I swear on my name.]
[But there’s something I didn’t say.]
For a moment, the Heavenly Demon was shocked. The gaze questioning the truth in the air and the gaze protesting that it was the truth were intertwined.
martial arts,
