2Gin Moorim
32. Tue
The old man was the owner of a freshman-like appearance. I heard that he was already in his 80s, but he had a clean face and no dark spots, and his back was perfectly straight, as befits a transcendent and sincere master with a deep and finite stamina.
And there was an eye light. Hwang Bo-eum, an old man, Tae-eul, opened her mouth with those dark eyes that made her uncomfortable just by looking at her.
“Funny guy? appeared.”
I answered without avoiding his gaze.
“I usually hear those words often.”
“He has a lot of guts.”
“That’s right too.”
The corners of Hwang Bo-eum’s mouth rose.
“You should know who the old lady is. Stop the puns.”
“Who are you?”
“what?”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen you, but someone from somewhere
Shinji How do I know? You have to tell me, you know. That’s basic etiquette.”
At my nonchalant answer, gasps came from all over the place.
“Ji, Jin Sohyup.”
The people of Yongbongpyo State, including Hwaran Ju, opened their mouths wide, and the disciples of Jongnampa, who understood the situation, took their hands to the swordpa as if they had promised.
“Such an arrogant person!”
“Shouldn’t we be polite right now!”
Then Hwang Bo-eum raised her hand to calm the situation.
Usually, at this point, he would froth at the mouth and measure his soaring blood pressure, but he was definitely different.
“That’s right.”
Hwang Bo-eum, who was staring at me with a light smile, slowly turned her head.
His gaze passed me, Cheongpung, and Hyukmujin and reached the other two.
“You don’t know the old lady? The volcano’s Dongryangji ash (棟梁之材) and the opening (後?) should have informed them right away. Excessive farming is unpleasant.”
Baek Moo-seong and Gung Gi-bang, who flinched at those words, took a step forward and took a fist.
“Woorim Malhak Baek Moo-seong meets Hwangbo Dae-hyeop.”
“Dog, the open air defense… …
“It is done.”
Hwang Bo-eum fluttered the hem of her coat and waved her hand, and her eyes turned to me again.
“I think I’ve accepted all the children’s complaints at this level… but is it still not enough?”
After all, it’s not an ordinary old man.
He was a completely different kind of person from the old swordsman who was the death penalty.
His martial arts and personality are one step above.
‘It’s tricky.’
But to some extent, it is within the expected range.
I didn’t show my feelings and just shrugged my shoulders.
“No, that’s enough. Taeeulmu Jeonggeom Hwang Boeom Daehyeop.”
“You’re crazy. I don’t even make excuses for not recognizing you, though.”
“Look at the clear recognition
That’s good.”
“haha. Have you ever seen such a cheeky child?”
Hwang Bo-eum burst out laughing. It was a laugh that felt both interest in the existence of me and absurdity at the same time.
However, the disciples of Jongnam under his command seemed to feel that this situation was more than absurd and insulting.
I’d rather not know if I didn’t know from the beginning, because I knew but pretended not to know.
Hwang Bo-eum’s place in Jong Nam-pa seemed great to laugh at and move on.
Gnome!”
Did you say Taeeul Swordsman?
It started with a middle-aged man who seemed to be the most senior among the disciples of the Chong Nam faction and pulled out his sword with a cry.
Chachachang!
Thirty well-groomed swords were aimed at me. As befitting the disciples of the Jongnam faction, one of the Gupabangs, each one of them was a master at least reaching the first-class level.
of course… … .
‘I’m incredibly weak.’
At this level, it poses no threat to me.
first class? Climax? It’s useless.
In my eyes, they are just thirty swordsmen.
I am strong.’
Stronger Jijon (强者至尊).
One of the absolute rules that move Moorim.
Before I knew it, I became strong enough to show leeway within the law, and that was the reason I was able to step forward confidently.
“This is also meant to be, can I sit together?”
When I asked Hwang Bo-eum, ignoring the 30 swordsmen surrounding me, the middle-aged swordsman’s face turned red.
“Hey, this arrogant bastard? How dare you!”
“Bangjajeon is a lot of fun.”
“Listen to the Taeeul Swordsman! right now this guy
It was then that Hwang Bo-eum, who had been staring at me without a word, opened her lips.
“It’s a combination… … . I won’t allow it.”
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Everyone looked at Hwang Bo-eum with surprised faces.
“Sabaek-nim?”
“Pick up your sword.”
“Ha, but that guy… … ?
“Are you going to disobey the old lady’s order?”
At his cool voice, the middle-aged swordsman bit his lip and stretched his sword. When the weapons that lit up the interior of Daru disappeared, nothing stood in my way.
“Thank you. It’s still blinding.
It was a bit like that.”
Drizzle, thump.
I passed by the people who were standing still and sat down next to Joohwaran. He smiled at the pale woman without any blood.
“It’s been a while… not really. It’s only been two days. How have you been?”
“Jin Sohyup… …
“You don’t have to answer. It’s just a greeting. Actually, just looking at his expression right now, he doesn’t seem like a good person.”
“That’s not how it is… …
“I was just passing by and stopped by by chance. Cheung So-hyeop here said he really wanted to have a cup of tea. Of course, by accident.”
Baek Moo-seong, gung-gi-bang, and Hyuk Moo-jin.
Unlike these three people, Cheongpung, whose duodenum is entirely made up of liver, sat next to me without hesitation and pouted.
“Benefactor, when will the sweets come out?”
“Wait a little longer. I’ll build a mountain for you.”
“and! Sugar and acid!”
Compared to the ecstatic Cheongpung who had just discovered the mountain of Tanggwa right in front of her eyes, Joo Hwaran’s expression looked as if the mountain had collapsed.
Of course, most of the reason must be because of Hwang Bo-eom across the street.
He looked back and forth between me and Cheongpung with strange eyes and suddenly opened his mouth.
“He’s a guy with a big liver. To the point of recklessness.”
“Originally, it was small. But as I went through this and that, I suddenly grew up.”
“It’s like this, yes. I’ve been through Shaolin Blood History, so that’s understandable.”
“ I”
“What are you so surprised about?”
Hwang Bo-eum raised the corners of her mouth and continued.
“We have heard and heard rumors that the King of Fire had a sleeping dragon. The news that he left the Moorim Alliance seven days and nights ago.”
He’s an old man like a snake. You knew from the beginning.
Unlike Joo Hwa-ran, who had guessed our identity two days ago, he already knew everything.
‘how?’
This work was done quickly and secretly, but to know clearly as if looking into the palm of your hand, could it be that a certain Nampa scholar who is currently staying in the Moorim League sent a copy?
‘Then maybe it’s about Noya’s condition… … ?’
Just in case, Hwang Bo-eom’s eyes glanced past the truck I had entrusted to Moo-seong Baek before I sat down.
And soon, a careless word thrown out.
“I didn’t know that the descendant of the King of Fire would be pretending to be a leather merchant like he is now.”
Are you pretending not to know, or are you really not?
I couldn’t tell what was going on just by looking at his expression.
Currently, Jeokcheongang is in a state of suspended animation, with everything including heartbeat and breathing extremely low, making it extremely difficult to detect its existence.
It might be said that it is the same as the Great Law of Guisik, which Cheongpung talked about last time.
‘Put a pile of skins over it.
Come on.
It wasn’t just to maintain body temperature that covered so many hides. It is to hide the appearance, even the sound and presence, so that the existence of the Jeokcheongang is not discovered.
“Why is that?”
“It’s nothing. I’m thirsty anyway.”
I hurriedly turned Hwang Bo-eum’s attention. Then, without saying anything, he picked up the teapot and held out the cup to me.
“Take it.”
“Then don’t hesitate.”
Squeak.
After all, Hwang Bo-eom was not a meek person. Feeling the profound energy of the tea, I stuck out my tongue.
‘As expected, this is because he is the best male.’
The tea dripping slowly in an arc. But the power it carried was so heavy and strong that it could break even rocks.
‘Still, it’s not as good as Noya.’
Jeok Cheon-gang, who has a mischievous personality, has played various pranks on me so far, and Hwang Bo-eum is doing the same now.
So far, not one or two glasses have been broken in this way.
Furthermore, Jeokcheongang is the best among the Ten Kings and is often compared to the Three Stars, the absolute strongest.
‘About this much.’
Hwang Bo-eum’s eyebrows twitched when I didn’t blink. At the same time, the energy in the tea water increased in size.
“Hey, Hwangbo Daehyup.”
“Hmm?”
“It’s nothing else, the tea water is about to overflow.”
“I think you can stop following me.”
As I said, the teacup was already full. I picked up a smooth teacup that had no incontinence and poured it into my mouth.
“You drank well.”
“… … You seem to like tea.”
“No, not really. Well, by the way, I’ll pour you a drink this time.”
When I stretched out my hand, a teapot with tea water flew in and caught it.
It is a technique that the Murim people call the Heo Gong Sub Water (虛空攝物).
I am the one who already has the realization that I have reached the end of the climax and the gong power that is close to this sudden. I just didn’t use it because it consumed a lot of air power, but it was possible as much as I wanted.
‘I have to show this level of showmanship.’
I once said it as if passing through the Jeokcheon River
was
‘The Mu Palace is full of idiots. Those guys only listen when you show them something flashy. look at the old lady I was just pissed off and beat up the Demonic Cult bastards, but until now you’ve heard the King’s voice.’
Kingcheon River. It is like a person who turned Murim upside down by doing a thousand kills alone.
‘Heo Gong Sub’ isn’t that great, but it’s a great skill anyway.’
As expected, the people who watched
floated up
“It’s so easy to get into the void… …
“Huh.”
Few people can use Heo Gong-seop water as casually as now. Especially for people my age.
I did not stop here and raised my air power. The energy of the extreme yang based on the 7-star deterioration technique permeated both hands.
Whoa!
Along with the momentary heat, the tea water in the teapot boiled violently. I calmly filled Hwang Bo-eum’s glass and said,
“The tea water seems to have cooled down a bit. Wouldn’t it be better to drink it warm?
“ I,
Hwang Bo-eum’s face hardened.
Heating the tea water with air power is not too difficult for him, because there is a technique called Sammae Jinhwa.
However, Yeolhwa Shin Gong is said to be the best in the world when it comes to handling Yeol Yang.
No matter how great Hwang Bo-eom is, he cannot catch up with Yeolhwa Shin-gong.
and… … . no. That’s something we can’t figure out yet.
I gave up the thought of continuing and offered a teacup.
“Eat it.”
“Hmm.”
“The car goes in! Go, go, go, go!”
“… … Drink well.”
“Look at my organs! You’ve got internal injuries!”
After glaring at me once, Hwang Bo-eum emptied the teacup clean.
And when he put down the glass, his eyes were quite different from those he had used to treat the young guy for the first time.
“The martial arts are quite good.”
I smiled and waved my hand.
oh, no.”
,,Did you mean to fool the old lady’s eyes?”
“No, I just said that my martial arts are not quite average, but are of a very outstanding level.”
“I am too proud… …
“Ah, by the way, this is what our master said. Hwawang Jeokcheongang. You know?”
I’m the only one laughing now
There was no trace of laughter on Hwang Bo-eom’s face.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly opened his mouth.
“What was your intention?”
“yes?”
“Your cheekiness pierces the sky. Now that you’ve heard enough bullshit about coincidence, tell the truth.”
,,You’re cool. Then, what.”
I continued with a light smile.
“I just came here to see what kind of tricks the Jongnam faction was doing while passing the street by chance.”
At that word, Hwang Bo-eom’s eyes sank coldly.
Geun-in Moorim
L.J.