<-- Episode 182: Chapter 3 The flapping of a butterfly's wings can also call for clouds (1) -->
Jin Mu-won entered Unjungcheon. Since there was no reason to stop him, Unjungcheon’s external warriors obediently let him in. Some people looked at Jin Mu-won with disapproval, but most people looked at him with envy.
Whatever the circumstances, Jin Mu-won is a child of the era who defeated Yeon Cheon-hwa, one of the Northern Heavenly Masters. His military strength was among the best among young warriors, and it was rumored that he would not be far behind the Nine Heavens.
Now there was no one in Unjungcheon who did not know Jin Mu-won’s face. The impact he gave to Gangho was enormous.
Next to Jin Mu-won were Ha Jin-wol and Myeong Ryu-san.
“Hehe! You too have become a celebrity now. “How do you feel?”
“It doesn’t feel particularly good.”
“Do you care about people’s attention?”
As Jin Mu-won nodded silently, Ha Jin-wol smiled slyly.
“You need to be more shameless. “If I want to do something big in the future, I will get more people’s attention than this.”
“Anyway, it’s not pleasant.”
“Hehe! Isn’t that the fate of celebrities? In any case, never lower your head and straighten your shoulders. “It was a difficult opportunity to seize.”
“All right.”
Unlike the two people who were talking calmly, Myeongryu-san clearly looked nervous. He continued to rub his hands and looked around. Ha Jin-wol chuckled at the sight of Myeongryu Mountain like that.
“You seem nervous too.”
“Oh, don’t tell me. “Because I feel like I really need to pee.”
“Hehe!”
“Oh, I’m dying.”
Myeongryu-san could not hide his nervousness.
He also applied to the dance competition to select the chuck horse, and today was the first day of the dance competition.
In the meantime, there has been a lot of development in the martial arts of Myeongryu Mountain. Dangmun’s poison exploded his potential and internal power, and through ordeal, he has now reached a level where he can skillfully release external energy.
I was quite confident in martial arts, but using them in actual combat was another matter. Because of that, the tension in Myeongryu Mountain was at its peak.
Ha Jin-wol asked.
“Who is your first opponent?”
“All I know is that he is a warrior from the Martial Yue faction.”
“Hmm! If you do well, you might fail on the first day. The Muwolpa is a famous munpaji. In particular, their German martial arts technique, the Hwangpyo Thirteen Fist (黃豹十三拳), is a famous piece of art even in Gangho. “It is said that the bones of those who are hit by the Thirteen Yellow Feather Fist are severely damaged.”
“Mr. Is it really necessary to set the candle like that? “I only choose the most unlucky things.”
“Hehe! “Still, you seem scared.”
“What is fear?”
Jinmu-won smiled slightly as he saw Myeongryu-san shouting loudly. The off-stage he was assigned to was at the right end of the training hall. On the off-stage, two fighters were engaged in a fight, and many people were gathered around to watch their fight.
Both of them are warriors who have reached a formidable level, with their swords and courage running rampant. If it was Myeongryu Mountain in the past, I would have definitely wet myself just by looking at it.
‘It’s full of monsters like that?’
Myeongryu-san felt his lips becoming dry.
This is a golden opportunity to make your name known. It is impossible to even dream of becoming the leader of the Chukmadae, but even if you become just one member, it will be an honor for your family and you will be able to live a proud life in your hometown, Sacheon.
He glanced at Jin Mu-won.
Jin Mu-won’s gaze was fixed as if he was completely distracted by the fight taking place on the off-stage.
‘Cheet!’
He bit his lip for no reason.
I know that with my own abilities, even if I die and wake up, I won’t be able to catch up. Still, I was conscious of him and wanted to win somehow.
At that time, a familiar voice was heard.
“Jin Sohyeop.”
The three men’s eyes turned towards the direction from which the voice came. The moment Myeongryu-san’s eyes opened wide as he confirmed the presence that had spoken.
“Mam soger?”
The woman walking lightly towards where they were was none other than Nam Su-ryun. A young warrior was walking next to her.
Nam Su-ryeon took control of Jin Mu-won and Ha Jin-wol.
“Jin Xiaohyeop also came.”
“M Sojeo, thank you last time.”
Jin Mu-won took control of Nam Su-ryeon. Jin Mu-won did not forget that she risked the honor of her Musan faction and defended it.
“It was something that had to be done. “There is no need to thank me.”
“But what about here?”
“This is my priest. The priest also said he would like to participate in this secret dance competition to gain experience.”
Nam Su-ryeon pointed to the young warrior next to her. Then, the young warrior took power from Jin Mu-won and others.
“He is said to be the scholar of the Musan faction. “It is an honor to meet Bukgeom Jinmuwon Sohyeop and Ha Daehyup.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“He’s very tall. The powerful women’s associations will be drooling so much. Hehehe!”
As Ha Jin-wol joked, Jang Hak-jin was tall and had facial features like a crown jewel. As a disciple sent from the prestigious Musan sect, he boasted of strong martial arts skills.
Myeongryu-san looked at Jang Hak-jin with a disapproving gaze. This is because I was concerned about the warm gaze he occasionally gave Nam Su-ryun. Above all, Nam Su-ryun wasn’t even giving him a look.
‘Is my presence only at that level?’
My taste buds were bitter. But that was just his position right now. When looking at the entire lake called Kangho, he was like a piece of debris that sank to the bottom.
‘Just wait and see. ‘I too will rise to the surface someday.’
He gritted his teeth and fired up his fighting spirit.
At that time, Nam Su-ryun looked at Myeongryu Mountain.
“I heard that you are participating in the Myeong Sohyeopdo Secretariat Competition. “I wish you success.”
“Okay, thank you.”
My heart told me to answer coldly, but my face said otherwise. Nam Su-ryun’s mouth widened at just a glance or a single word.
Ha Jin-wol clicked his tongue as he looked at Myeongryu Mountain.
“Cluck! Shut up. “I’m going to Paris.”
“Sigh!”
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“then… … .”
After saying goodbye, Nam Soo-ryeon walked away with Jang Hak-jin. Today, Jang Hak-jin will not be on stage. Since he received a letter of recommendation from the elders of the Musan faction, he will appear on the non-stage from that point on when 300 people are selected.
Ha Jin-wol muttered while looking at Jang Hak-jin’s back.
‘Stamina, endurance, everything is superior, but since you save even that, the starting point itself is completely different.’
It was clear that those currently participating in the non-marriage competition would be depleted of their strength and stamina by the time they reached the finals. If you get even a small injury, you will not be able to use your full power. It’s like starting with all the unfavorable conditions.
Bye!
Suddenly, Ha Jin-wol stabbed Myeongryu-san in the back. Then Myeongryu-san opened his eyes and glared at Ha Jin-wol.
“madam! really… … .”
“Brace yourselves, bastard.”
“Damn it!”
“Everything depends on the choice of the moment. “It may be tempting, but keep in mind that sometimes going back may be the quickest option.”
Myeongryu-san was impressed by Ha Jin-wol’s words, which somehow sounded unusual. But Ha Jin-wol had already passed him and was walking far away.
‘Is that monster…? … .’
A shadow was cast on Myeongryusan’s face for a moment.
At that moment, someone fell off the stage and rolled around on the floor with a loud bang. He was one of the young fighters who fought on the off-stage.
The young warrior seemed to have suffered a serious wound to his side, curled up like a shrimp and unable to get up for a moment.
At that time, an observer’s voice was heard from the off-stage.
“Nohogeommun (怒虎劍門) Ahn Oh-gyeong Sohyeop wins!”
“Wow!”
The soldiers around the off-stage erupted in cheers. It was a cheer for the winner. No one even paid attention to the dancer who collapsed under the non-stage.
After a while, the young warrior barely got up. His side was stained with blood.
“Keuheuk!”
Hot tears flowed down his cheeks. It wasn’t because of the wound. This is due to the fact that he missed the chance to be a genius that barely came his way.
He was a leader of a rumor sect whose name was barely known. For a young warrior who had lost all his rights to a nearby giant Sega due to his lack of power, joining the chuck horse was the only hope. But all his hopes disappeared like bubbles.
The young warrior left the stage without even being able to heal his injured side. Jin Mu-won stared at the back of the young warrior.
How could that be it? Even at this very moment, many losers were leaving the non-stage in solitude.
Only the winner receives the limelight. No one gave the loser a warm look. In this way, the loser is forgotten and disappears into the background. Many young warriors were being eliminated in such a cruel world.
As Jin Mu-won sighed softly, an observer’s voice was heard from the off-stage.
“Next is the turn of Nam Museok Sohyeop from the Muwol faction and Myeongryusan Sohyeop from Sacheon. “You two, please come up to the off-stage.”
In an instant, Myeongryusan’s complexion turned gaunt. I was prepared, but when my name was called, my heart began to beat like crazy and my legs became very heavy. But he tried to put on a confident expression.
There was no way to lose momentum from the beginning.
‘damn! You only die once anyway, you die now or you die later… … .’
Nam Moo-seok, a warrior from the Muwol Sect, came up from the other side. He was a man of enormous stature, appearing to be twice as tall as Myeongryu-san. As big as he was, he also had great muscles, so it seemed like he would get seriously injured if he was just grazed by a fist like a pot lid.
The moment Nam Moo-seok smiled, Myeongryu-san flinched. But soon he bit his lip and stood on the rain stage.
As we stood face to face, Nam Mooseok’s size felt even more impressive. Nam Mooseok’s gaze from above couldn’t have been that scary.
The middle-aged observer in charge of the dance looked at the two people and said.
“As you know, the rules are simple. Don’t kill your opponent. I wish you all the best. “Because only the winner is eligible to participate in the next dance.”
“Mmm!”
“Hehe! It looks like he learned a few tricks from some unknown sect, so why not give up before his bones break?”
Myeongryu-san’s face distorted at Nam Moo-seok’s provocation.
“Then it would be best for you to step down now. “This guy’s hands are a bit hotter than he looks.”
“Tsk! “Insolent.”
The corner of Nam Museok’s mouth twitched, and an eerie light came out of his eyes. As he lived, Myeongryu-san felt goosebumps rising on his skin. But now that he had come, he couldn’t take back what he said or back down.
“Then start dancing.”
The observers left and only Nam Moo-seok and Myeong Ryu-san remained on the off-stage.
“I will chew the bones very carefully.”
Nam Wuseok took the ceremony of receiving the Hwangpyo Thirteen Volumes, which is the proclamation ceremony of the Muwol faction. He has mastered the Thirteen Books of Hwangpyo to the point of mastery.
bang!
His strong advance caused cracks to appear in the bluestone laid on the off-stage. At that, Myeongryusan flinched again. However, he did not back down and took a nosedive.
“Chaha!”
The one who rushed in first was Nam Moo-seok. Despite his huge size, his movements were as agile as a leopard. In an instant, he rushed towards Myeongryu Mountain and fired a powerful punch.
Shuwang!
The five-choice ceremony of Pyowangseungmok (豹王昇木) and Hwangpyosipsimwon was held from the beginning. A powerful force surged toward Myeongryu Mountain like a tidal wave. If it had been Myeongryu Mountain in the past, it was a solar eclipse so powerful that I would not have dared even dream of dealing with it.
Myeongryu-san’s body wriggled just before he was hit hard by the power. By taking a step to the left and then a step to the rear, he was able to escape South Wuxi’s territory.
It was not a pre-calculated move. It was a movement that was naturally ingrained in me after being beaten so many times by Jin Mu-won.
“what?”
Myeongryu Mountain was surprised at himself.
Nam Moo-seok’s second attack came towards him. However, this time, Myeongryu-san avoided Nam Moo-seok’s attack with a move that exceeded expectations.
When this happened, Myeongryu-san’s eyes changed.
Nam Moo-seok did not have the same sense of intimidation as Jin Mu-won, nor did he have the tenacity to dig into loopholes. One herbivorous one is strong, but the movements are not connected smoothly, so they cannot be connected organically. While Jin Mu-won only felt great despair, Nam Moo-seok felt somehow sloppy.
Suddenly I thought it was worth a try.
‘It’s no big deal. Shiba!’
Myeongryu-san’s eyes became aggressive.
martial arts,
