The Legend of the Northern Blade Chapter 191

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A lot happened during the day.

The biggest topic of discussion is that all four vice-captains of the chuck horse unit have been decided. Changryonghoe secured two seats, and the remaining two seats were taken by the Gudaemun faction.

Now, there were only one position left: the main head and the deputy head. And the winner of the final battle takes the position of major leader, and the loser takes on the position of deputy leader.

Because of this, people’s attention was all directed to the off-stage.

On one side is Sim Won-ui, a member of the Chilsocheon,

On the other side is Jo Wol, who appears like a comet and shakes up the dance competition.

The two were the last surviving winners of the martial arts competition, and they are the martial arts fighters who will fight for the position of chieftain of the Chukmadae.

The fight between the two was a topic of great interest to the public, and many people hoped to see their fight in person.

In response to people’s overwhelming requests, Unjungcheon opened its main gate on this day. Even ordinary people who were not related to Gangho were accepted, and because of this, the largest number of people came to Unjungcheon since it opened.

The entire Unjungcheon Stream was suffering from the huge crowd of people. However, the faces of people waiting for the final showdown were full of excitement and anticipation.

People’s eyes naturally turned to the podium.

At the top of the podium on the other side of the non-stage were nine empty chairs. It was the seat of the Nine Heavens, who had never appeared before during the dance competition to select the chuck horse.

People expected that the nine heavens would appear this time. It is the biggest event in the world in name and reality, but if they do not attend until the end, the light will fade to some extent.

The last time the Nine Heavens gathered together was just ten years ago. For some reason, they never got together again after that. And the possibility of them gathering together for the first time in ten years has increased.

Because of that, people’s expectations were sky high.

“If I see the nine heavens gathered in one place, it will be the best day of my life.”

“Cheokma Daeju, the Nine Heavens, and even the Northern Sword. “This event really has a lot to see.”

“Anyway, what will happen when the Northern Sword and the Nine Heavens meet face to face?”

People’s stories were endless.

An argument broke out over the Nine Heavens and Jin Mu-won’s inaction, and people began to make bets on who would become Cheokma Daeju.

Interest was at its peak, and people’s expectations were sky high.

The ten elders entered first, followed by the leaders of Unjungcheon on the podium. As the podium was filled with figures from the nine great clans and the five great generations, people shouted for the audience to leave.

Since it was Gangho’s biggest event, it was hosted by Seolgeomsusa (舌劍修士) Nam Seon-woo.

When Nam Sun-woo got on the non-stage, people cheered even louder. Nam Sun-woo gently closed his eyes, as if savoring the cheers of the people for a moment. And when the people’s shouting died down, he opened his mouth.

“Today is a meaningful day as the leader of the Chuck Horse Corps is decided. The leader of the Chukma Army will be at the forefront of the battle against Milya. It is truly an honorable position that can be said to be the hope and future of Kangho. And you are watching such a historic moment on the ground. “The future of a powerhouse, and the beginning of a new powerhouse.”

“Wow!”

People gave enthusiastic support.

Nam Sun-woo’s voice had the power to attract people’s hearts. People lost their minds and became absorbed in Nam Sun-woo’s long speech.

“Milya is a powerful public enemy. Every time they appeared, Gangho fell into great chaos, and many people lost their lives. By making so many sacrifices, we, Unjungcheon, have maintained our strength. No, it is a powerhouse that your parents and siblings have protected. And now we are on the verge of the birth of a new legend who will wage a glorious war on behalf of Kangho. “It’s a chuck horse unit.”

People cheered at the top of their lungs. Their enthusiastic response showed great pride on the faces of those who had already been selected for the chuck horse corps.

They were filled with dreams of pulling out their swords and fighting Milya right away.

‘What greater glory could there be than that if you could fight at the vanguard of a deadly demon?’

Is there any warrior who was born as a man and did not have great pride? It’s just that I can’t take action because I don’t have the opportunity or the ability.

Those selected for the chuck horse corps are those who have proven their strength. At least among young warriors, he possesses the greatest military power.

They were hoping to be sent into the war against Milya right away. He wanted to prove his reason for existence in war. And Nam Seon-woo, like his nickname Seolgeomsusa, cleverly stimulated the desires of young warriors with his three-inch tongue.

People were absorbed in Nam Sun-woo’s speech and responded enthusiastically. Jin Mu-won’s eyes as he looked at Nam Seon-woo in the middle of the soldiers were extremely cold.

‘The author’s tongue is scarier than the sword.’

Nam Seon-woo was cleverly stimulating the desires of the military leaders and manipulating them in the direction that Un Jung-cheon wanted. His face was flushed red, and he seemed ready to run to the battlefield at any moment.

“Now only the final fight remains. The final battle to select the great warrior who will lead the Chuckmadae and lead the battle against Milya. Simwonui Small Cooperative and Jowol Small Cooperative, I hope you all do your best. and… … .”

Nam Seon-woo paused for a moment and looked around at the soldiers. A strange heat appeared on the faces of the soldiers looking at him.

Nam Sun-woo read the anticipation on their faces. I laughed when I read about the desires they desperately have at this moment. Because he himself led it that way.

Nearly 10,000 warriors were holding their breath and looking at Nam Sun-woo’s face. His lips opened, waiting for the words they wanted to come out.

Nam Seon-woo decided to live up to their expectations.

“And the great warriors came here to observe the final competition. They are… … .”

“… … .”

“They are the Nine Heavens, the guardians of the Heavenly Clouds and the Heavenly World.”

“Wow!”

At that moment, a roar erupted that felt like heaven and earth were leaving. It was a louder shout than any other shout that had been made before. Their shouts were enough to raise a cloud of dust around the non-stage.

Nam Sun-woo continued speaking with a smile on his face.

“Due to circumstances, not everyone came. But even if only a few people attend, it will mean a lot. “Now we will take them to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, three warriors came up to the podium. They were an old man with a hooked nose wearing a red long robe, a Buddhist monk wearing a robe, and an old monk wearing a monk’s robe.

An indescribable sense of intimidation and powerful prayer flowed from their bodies, overwhelming the son-in-law. People watched them go up to the podium without even being able to breathe.

Nearly 10,000 people held their breath at the presence of just three people.

My body was shaking and goosebumps appeared on my skin. Her knees were shaking and her mouth was dry.

The warriors were overwhelmed by the feeling that their entire bodies were entangled by an invisible net of energy.

The presence of the warriors, the rulers of Unjungcheon and the pinnacle of power, was so evident. But when they sat down on the chairs at the top of the podium, the pressure disappeared as if it had never happened before.

Only then did people exclaim in admiration.

“This is the great association of the Heavenly Lord of the Four Four Heavenly Heavens.”

“There are also Jeokyeop Jin-in of the Shaman faction.”

“He is a Buddhist monk. “They also came from Shaolin.”

Although they appeared several years later, people recognized their identities immediately.

Sim Mu-oe, a red jade demonic beast, was the lord of Sasacheon, a renowned magician, and the father of Sim Won-ui. A cute and beautiful woman was sitting next to him. She was Shim Su-ah, Shim Won-ui’s younger sister and Sim Muoe’s daughter.

Sitting next to Sim Mu-wae is Jeok-leop Jin-in (赤葉眞人) of the Shaman sect. He looked around her with bright eyes. His eyes were as sharp and sharp as a sword, making people shrug their shoulders.

The most impressive person was the Buddhist priest of Shaolin Temple. He had bright, innocent eyes like a child. People who received his gaze felt that his heart was clearing without realizing it, and they automatically made polite expressions.

Three people who walked different paths, but ultimately stood at the top of the world called Kang Ho. They looked out at the world, enjoying people’s gaze as if it was natural.

The gazes of the three people crossed in one place as if by chance. Jin Mu-won was there.

Sim Muo’s ice-cold gaze struck Jin Mu Won’s heart like an awl, and the red-leafed Jin In’s magnetic light shook his brain to its core. When the clear eyes of Shin Seung Bulyeong were added to that, the pressure was too much for him to bear. But Jin Mu-won’s eyes never wavered.

It’s been ten years.

Ten years ago, when they came to Beitianmen, Jin Mu-won was a helpless young boy. Even when his father chose to die under their pressure, he had to endure it.

Jin Mu-won did not forget the look in their eyes at that time. I still clearly remembered the young contempt in their cold gaze as they gazed at my father’s death.

I was rather familiar with the blade-like gaze of Sim Mu-e and Jin-in, who looked at everything about Jin Mu-won with open disdain. Because they were like that back then too.

What made Jin Mu-won angry was the benevolent look in Seung Bul-yeong’s eyes. Those innocent eyes that looked at me as if they understood everything felt disgusting.

It would have been acceptable if he had looked at me with hatred like he did ten years ago, but now there was a ray of guilt in his eyes.

‘Are you trying to shake me up?’

Jin Mu-won bit his lip gently.

They may have forgotten what happened that day, but Jin Mu-won did not forget what happened that day.

His father told him to forget everything and live, but Jin Mu-won couldn’t do that. He was continuing his life in exchange for his father’s death.

Jin Mu-won did not avoid their gaze.

As the four people’s gazes intertwined in the air, a strange tension was formed. The military leaders also felt this and held their breath.

Only then did they remember that Jin Mu-won was the successor of Beukcheonmun and the lord of the time. Although he was cleared of the false accusation of having a secret relationship with Milya, the fact that Bukcheonmun was destroyed did not change.

Jin Mu-won’s father, Jin Gwan-ho, chose to commit suicide in front of numerous military leaders, and the nine heavens of Unjungcheon made it so. Even though Jin Mu-won was cleared of wrongdoing, the Nine Heavens did not express any position.

From Jin Mu-won’s point of view, they are the enemies of Bu Daecheon. Even if Jin Mu-won stabbed him right away, he had a justification. In fact, Jin Mu-won had a lot of power.

The nickname ‘Bukgeom’ was not earned for nothing.

The prestige he gained after defeating Yeon Cheon-hwa was not far behind the Nine Heavens.

However, Jin Mu-won did not choose Seol-hwa.

His chest was boiling like lava, but his head was turning more coolly than ever.

There was nothing he could gain if he exploded here and now. If he was not careful, he could have incurred the animosity of the military leaders.

Now was the time to be patient.

Jin Mu-won maintained his cool expression as much as possible. Then, Lee Chae appeared in the eyes of Jeokyeop Jinin and Sim Muoe.

They hoped that Jin Mu-won would not be able to control his anger and would provoke.

This is because youth is inherently reckless and often surrenders itself to the anger in front of it without thinking about the future. But Jin Mu-won was cooler than they thought.

He was standing in the middle of the crowd, looking at them with cold gaze. There was not the slightest wavering in his eyes.

‘They said there was no son in the fortune telling, so it’s that father’s son. ‘He has a presence as strong as the North Wall and even has patience.’

Life appeared in their eyes for a moment and then disappeared.

None of the soldiers noticed their murder, but Jin Mu-won, who was involved, was different. He noticed a change in their mood. But he still maintained his composure.

The warriors don’t know, but their fight has already begun.

A battle of patience and justification.

It was then.

[I endured it well]

A voice like the sound of a mosquito rang in his ears. Someone had sent a message.

Although the sudden sound was surprising, Jin Mu-won’s expression did not change. He still looked at the podium with an expressionless face.

The first to turn their attention were Sim Mu-oe and Jeok-yeop Jin-in. I was boiling with heat inside, but right now I had to proceed with the martial arts competition to select the leader of the Cheokma Dae. I couldn’t keep fighting with Jin Mu-won forever.

Like Noh Kang-ho, who has ruled the world for a long time, they hid their sorrow with a faint smile. Then Nam Sun-woo, who was just watching, quickly stepped forward.

“Now, we will begin the battle between the Shenyuan small cooperatives and the Zhaoyue small cooperatives. The winner of this battle will soon become the leader of the Chuck Horse Corps. “No matter who wins, I hope you give these two a round of applause.”

“Wow!”

The soldiers’ cheers erupted.

Shim Won-ui and Jo Wol came up on stage.

Sim Won-ui was smiling wryly, and Jo Wol was expressionless. The expressions of the two people contrasted sharply.

But Jin Mu-won’s gaze was not directed at them. The faces of the Red Leaf Jinin and others on the platform were reflected on his retina.

I engraved their faces on my heart. To never forget.

At that moment, someone came to Jin Mu-won’s side.

“I endured it well.”

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