Side Story Episode 101. Descendants of the Black Devil (1)
“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”
Dan Liu, who was breathing heavily, lay down on the floor.
“lost.”
“Whoa.”
Yu Sang-cheon, covered in sweat, looked down at Dan Liu, who was sprawled out.
Danliu shook his head.
“You’re strong. “I can’t defeat you one-on-one.”
In group warfare training, Dan Liu, who led three groups, was defeated by Yu Sang-cheon, who led ten groups.
Sangcheon Yoo held out his hand.
Danliu held his hand and stood up.
“My bones are all cold. “Isn’t it incredibly powerful?”
Yu Sang-cheon shook his head.
“You’re going to deal with the five groups, the eight groups, and the nine groups, and then join us. “It’s even weirder to lose to an opponent like that.”
“No way.”
Danliu looked at the yakshas panting behind You Sangcheon.
“It’s amazing that the yakshas that have only been received for a month are already showing this level of movement.”
Two months have passed since Yoo Sang-cheon became the leader.
In the meantime, Yu Sang-cheon mastered each and every one of the Yasha spirits’ methods, and succeeded in completely subduing and commanding the ten Yashas he received.
It was definitely an unusual ability. Although he was a martial artist, he also seemed to have a unique talent for leading people.
Yoo Sang-cheon said while massaging the back of his neck.
“It’s still not enough. I was vaguely aware of it, but I learned it the hard way while fighting the Samjo. “Ten trillion lacks unity and judgment of the situation.”
Danliu chuckled.
“Cohesion is something that the team leader can lead on his own, and judging the situation will become quicker after just one experience in combat. “It’s not a problem that can be solved even if you try hard, so take your time.”
Yu Sang-cheon nodded silently.
Although he didn’t show it, Yu Sang-cheon thought Dan Liu was amazing.
Where is Danliu? It was a unit that went through one battle and only half survived, but the reason even half of it survived was because of the strong leadership of leader Lee Cheon-sang and each leader.
During these two months, Yu Sang-cheon was feeling it all over again. The abilities of existing leaders.
And here, how systematically each of the Yaksyas of the surviving spirits have been trained.
‘They said it was only one actual battle. ‘Is that one time really that great?’
I don’t know the importance of experience, but even taking that into account, the level was ridiculously high.
‘Maybe some corners are special.’
I have also seen Lee Gak and Samgak’s solo training a few times.
From the beginning, the strategies used were so different that it was impossible to determine who had the upper hand. However, it was clear that some yakshas were more poisonous and faster than others.
“Let’s end today’s training with this.”
“Let’s do that.”
Danliu chuckled as he glanced at Yu Sang-cheon, who was slowly relaxing his shoulders after sending off the yakshas under his command.
“Are you going to go to the Lord again?”
“exactly.”
“It’s jingle.”
“It is also important to improve individual skills.”
“How long did you last last time?”
Yoo Sang-cheon licked his lips.
“I survived twelve sums.”
“It seems like you were determined to fight to that extent, but haven’t you also made progress?”
Is that really the case?
Yu Sang-cheon felt deep skepticism about Dan Liu’s praise, which seemed reasonable at first glance.
Obviously, I had been sparring with Lee Cheon-sang constantly for the past two months, and as the number of sparring sessions increased, the number of joints I could endure also increased.
The first time he wanted a real-life fight, Yoo Sang-cheon experienced a shocking defeat.
Three sums.
It was only the sum of three. In just three moves, Lee Cheon-sang’s feet blocked his arms, and Lee Cheon-sang’s arms, hugging him from behind, strangled his neck.
That was the end of it. If only a little more force had been applied to his arm, his neck would have broken.
After that, it increased to four sums, five sums, seven sums, ten sums, and finally reached twelve sums.
Is it because his coping skills have improved? Or was there a development in martial arts?
It wasn’t so.
‘The Lord was observing me.’
It’s not an illusion. From some point on, he was clearly a living teaching material.
‘It’s clear. Lord Gakju is gaining something through my martial arts skills.’
It was an amazing thing.
Usually, one would not think of learning from Ha Ha’s martial arts skills rather than one’s own. But Lee Cheon-sang was like that.
The feeling I had when I first realized that fact was truly strange.
For some reason, I felt both proud and miserable. In reality, he couldn’t learn anything from Lee Cheon-sang’s movements or fighting methods.
‘Is it a difference in talent? or not… … .’
At that time, Danliu spoke.
“If you have an idea, you’d better go quickly.”
“What do you mean?”
“I heard that the new leader of the eleven is going to have a fight with Mr. Gakju? “You’re probably having fun right now.”
Yu Sang-cheon frowned.
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Danliu, who picked up the weapons that had fallen from his clothes, shrugged his shoulders.
“That friend was similar to you. He talks less than you, but the rest are very similar. I heard it last time that even after losing several times, they bothered Gakju by asking them to fight again… … .”
Danliu was speechless. It was because Yoo Sang-cheon had already left him behind.
“Wow, they are tough juniors.”
* * *
This was when Yoo Sang-cheon arrived in front of a building.
Fuuuuuuu!
Someone rolled on the floor with a refreshing explosion.
“Cough!”
I lay down on my stomach and coughed, my whole body shaking.
Fortunately, there seemed to be no internal injuries. However, his face was distorted as if he was in a lot of pain.
“Not bad.”
Lee Cheon-sang, who was hidden in the shadow of the building, walked forward and said.
“The swordsmanship is very excellent. It is evident that you have had many experiences. Although he lacks internal strength, he seems to be already establishing his own kendo (劍道).”
The young man stood up with a frown.
He had unusually white skin and a sizable physique. However, the muscles were flexible and soft, so they seemed ideal for developing sword techniques.
“Would you like to do more?”
“One last round, please.”
“good night.”
Lee Cheon-sang, who was nodding, looked at Yoo Sang-cheon.
Yoo Sang-cheon briefly bowed his head and crossed his arms.
“I’ll take a look.”
Lee Cheon-sang nodded and looked back at the young man.
He looked three or four years younger than Yoo Sang-cheon. But the momentum was quite ferocious. As if the chaos that had been created so far had been considerable, his posture naturally became more practical, and his eyes were constantly moving to find any gaps in Lee Cheon-sang.
Yu Sang-cheon snorted inwardly.
‘If that man had any lapses, he would have been dealt a blow right away. It would be better to rush in at that time and take another stab at it.’
He did not like Wichan, the commander of the eleventh day.
There was no other reason. It was because he was so blunt and quiet.
Although he himself was not a talkative person, Wichan was even more so. Moreover, unlike himself, who observed basic manners, that guy seemed to have no ups or downs.
‘Especially to me.’
I heard that he came to the lowest point of Protestantism when he was young and got this far with a single sword, and I wondered how he could have survived with such a temper.
When Yoo Sang-cheon snorted inwardly about twenty times.
grasp!
The young man, Wichan, moved. Although there was no explosive power, his movements were very elastic. The movement of extending the sword across the street at once was smooth and sharp, unlike the linear movement.
Lee Cheon-sang’s hand moved.
Taaang!
It’s not even the back of the hand, it’s the fingers. The index finger that touched the lower middle finger flew out for an instant and struck the sword body away.
A sword that momentarily lost its way. Wei Chan naturally turned his body and aimed at Li Cheon-sang’s neck with the fingertips of his left hand.
Sreuk.
Lee Cheon-sang’s knee, naturally avoiding the hand, stepped forward and struck Wi-chan’s abdomen.
Pow!
It was such a drastic blow that it hurt even more to see it. Wei Chan’s face turned pale for a moment.
The corners of Yoo Sang-cheon’s mouth went up.
‘bantling. Consider yourself lucky. Gakju hit with less effort, that.’
At that time, Wichan, who had retreated, swung his sword diagonally.
It was amazing that even after receiving such a blow, he retreated and delivered a follow-up blow. Even before his physical strength or physical strength, his mental strength was great.
Lee Cheon-sang, who retreated to the rear and avoided the sword, this time joined Wi Chan on his right.
puck!
Lee Cheon-sang’s hand blade hit Wei Chan’s shoulder. Wei Chan’s face distorted.
Bye!
The arm that threw away the blade folded, and soon the elbow hit Wichan’s chin.
Wei Chan, who fell backwards, threw his sword at Lee Cheon-sang. This was to prevent further access.
As Lee Cheon-sang dodged the big sword, Wi Chan stood up halfway and swung his foot towards his crotch.
Yoo Sang-cheon’s face was crumpled like a piece of paper.
‘Such a shameless bastard?!’
Lee Cheon-sang’s fist hit the top of Wi-chan’s foot as it rose between his crotches.
puck!
“Ugh!”
Wichan groans in tremendous pain. Lee Cheon-sang grabbed his ankle, turned his body, and swung him.
Kwaang
!Wichan, who fell to the ground, coughed slightly.
I covered my face with both arms, but the shock was significant. This time, not only was there no internal injury, but the shock of being thrown to the ground shook my entire vision.
Lee Cheon-sang shook his hands and said.
“The game is over.”
Wi-chan woke up feeling dizzy, touching his head, and was surprised to find that he was able to move his ankles better than he thought.
The top of my foot where I was hit is swollen, but my ankle where I was hit is fine. It controls the power.
Wei Chan sighed and lowered his head.
“I learned well.”
“You are good at killing.”
“yes?”
“Even though he is a swordsman, I am saying this because he seems to be using all sorts of methods to kill his opponent.”
“That’s how you can survive.”
That is correct.
In order to survive without any background, I had to resort to any kind of despicable tricks. Even then, there were numerous cases of death in actual combat.
Lee Cheon-sang shook his head.
“I admit that I was able to survive, but that shouldn’t be the case from now on.”
“Why is that so?”
Yu Sang-cheon thought Wei Chan was shameless.
No matter how many times I confront you, you still expect an explanation? Isn’t that something you have to figure out on your own?
If you teach them how to cook, they have to do the scooping and eating themselves.
‘It’s because I’m still young. A man without conscience.’
Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth opened.
“You were well versed with the sword. If you have reached this point by learning the basics, it is not an ordinary talent. Simple fighting methods cannot catch up with advanced martial arts. “The moment you start using trivial fighting techniques out of fear of defeat, the kendo you have learned and mastered takes a step back.”
“… … !”
“From now on, focus on your sword. “The defeat you experienced right now may be painful, but your future self will be able to smile.”
Wi Chan, who was quietly looking at Lee Cheon-sang, said.
“But beyond this, kendo… … .”
“I guess it’s because of my strength.”
“That’s right. “I’m still learning Ma Huan-gong.”
Yu Sang-cheon was inwardly surprised. He knew that Wei Chan was learning a trivial magic skill, but he had no idea that he was learning magic magic.
It was usually not a great thing if the lowest level demons of Shingyo had developed the skills to become the leader of the Yasha spirits through the magic magic technique.
‘Isn’t that a lie?’
Lee Cheon-sang nodded.
“It’s a good thing. The commanding lord said he would teach you high-level magic skills.”
“yes?!”
Not only Wei Chan but also Yu Sang-cheon looked at Li Cheon-sang in surprise.
Lee Cheon-sang said to Yoo Sang-cheon.
“You should sharpen it now. Because I am already practicing the magic of supplying eight hemp. There is no need to give up what you have learned and learn new magic skills again.”
“That’s true.”
“They said they would be distributing it today. Tell the other leaders as well. “Take a rest and then gather at the training hall after one o’clock.”
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