Chapter 13
##13fury. i lost
“Is that all the luggage??”
“yes.”
I waved a light bag. In it, I packed a few sets of clothes, some Byeokgokdan, Geumchangyak, and a few books..
He carried his military bag separately in his arms and wore a sword at his waist..
I'm not particularly picky about weapons, but I chose a sword because it's easy to use in many ways..
Before I leave, there's something I need to do with my sword..
“It's a distance that can be reached in just over a month..”
I could cut the time in half if I took a shared carriage, but I was thinking of going on my own two legs to improve my stamina..
“Master! You must go and succeed in life.!”
After hearing the news that I was leaving, a lot of nosebleed dogs came out to the gym to see me off..
‘“Self-proclaimed master disciple,” Jang said, hanging on my arm..
“When I turn fifteen, I will go to Cheongryong Academy to take the entrance exam! At that time, you must teach me tax saving skills! It's a promise between in-house ledgers and in-house ledgers.!”
Oh my.
The guy called the boss has tears in his eyes..
I pinched his cheek and chuckled..
“Are you coming?.”
The reason for being fifteen was because the minimum age for admission to Cheongryong Academy is fifteen..
There are occasional exceptions where a person with outstanding skills from an old school or a prestigious family member receives a letter of recommendation and is admitted, but that is a very rare occurrence..
I said while pulling Jang’s rice cake-like cheeks..
“However, in 5 years, Master Lee may not be at Cheongryong Hall but at Cheonmu Hall.?”
Although they are the same Wulin Five University Hall, there is a big difference between Cheongryong Hall and Cheonmu Hall..
Of course, there is a big difference in monthly salary..
My plan was to first gain experience as an entry-level employee at Cheongryong Academic Center and then move to Cheonmu Academic Center as an experienced position..
“Then, I will also go to Cheonmuhak Hall. I will definitely learn the world-saving magic from Master.!”
Jang still believed that I was the best expert in the world..
It was an idea I could do since I was a country kid who had never really seen a martial artist..
‘Kids this age, their future aspirations change every morning.…….’
I might lose interest in martial arts just a few days after I leave..
I patted his head without thinking..
“okay. The Cheonmuhakgwan entrance exam is famous for being difficult, so you have to train hard during that time..”
“yes!”
I taught the martial arts that I usually teach by subtly mixing the 18 techniques of Nokrim, so if you practice only that consistently, your body will become stronger and you will not suffer from minor illnesses in the future..
“Water dragon. Be careful and go.”
“I brought some pancakes to eat on the way..”
“It's hot, so take this with you. These are the best black ribs in our store..”
“If you're going far, those shoes will do the trick.?”
In addition to Jang and the nose-bleeding dogs, many villagers came out to see them off..
People gave me snacks, shoes, black lipstick, and even a book to read when I was bored (I opened it and found it to be a Chinese painting)..
“No, to this extent…….”
Perhaps because my father had a good reputation, the villagers poured in gifts..
I was slightly moved and looked around at the people who came to meet me..
So many people came.
Even if the son of the owner of this neighborhood passes the civil service exam, I don't think there will be a gathering like this.…….
‘No, this is a bit strange.?’
Also, what are those expectant looks in your eyes??
“When does the dancing start? My son said he couldn't go if he lost.?”
At the thoughtless words of old man Kwak, who came with his 80-year-old man, the village people closed their mouths and turned away from me..
‘Well then. these humans…….’
I quickly turned my head and glared at my father..
“I guess you started a rumor in the neighborhood.?”
“If you don't like it, just say you won't go now..”
“It can't be like that..”
I put down the gifts I received from the villagers and stood face to face with my father..
My father looked at me with a disapproving expression and sighed softly..
“Are you really ready??”
“yes.”
about a month ago.
The day I was beaten to dust by my father with a broom after eating all three roots..
That night I had a serious conversation with my father..
-Are you really planning to go to the Blue Dragon Academy? And I want to be an instructor, not a student.?
-I've already told you this several times..
-…… Among those students, some have already reached or surpassed the top level. Do you think you have what it takes to teach those kids??
-It might be a bit lacking now. But things will change in a month. To the extent that my father was surprised..
-What the hell…….
-Do you think I'm just being arrogant??
My father and I had a snowball fight for a while, and in the end, he wasn't the one to sigh first..
As expected, he was a father who was weak towards his son..
-good night. Then convince me before you leave. Then I'll send it to you.
And a month has passed.
A few days ago, I received a message from Go Ju-yeol, and I was ready to go to Cheongryong Academic Center..
“I won't use my skills to be fair..”
sreung.
My father drew his sword first..
It was not a wooden sword or false sword for practice, but a real sword with a properly sharp edge..
But what was even sharper was the look in my father's eyes..
“Let’s take a look at how much has changed since then.”
My father is looking straight at me while doing the cardinal technique of Hoifunggeombeop, a German martial arts and home appliance martial arts technique..
His posture was more careful and thorough than anything I had ever seen..
‘It won't be easy.’
Of course I had no intention of losing..
I drew my sword and took the same stance as my father..
“Phew…….”
“after…….”
For the past few months, I have watched my father practice swordsmanship every morning at dawn..
Hoipunggeombeop was a martial arts technique that could be called first-class, and was a swordsmanship imbued with the techniques of the Hwangeom and the Byeongeom..
However, I always felt that something important was missing from my father's swordsmanship that I observed until now..
“As a senior at Moorim, can you please give me three seconds??”
My father smiled softly and gently moved the tip of his sword..
“nonsense.”
He walked briskly and closed the distance in an instant..
I slowly turned my body to the side and drew my sword diagonally..
Chaeng!
Sharp metal sound. I took two steps back and relieved the shock on my wrist..
My father took advantage of the momentum of going first and pushed me roughly..
Chaechaechaechaeng!
The sword rages like a storm..
If you are distracted by the afterimages of numerous swords, you will be stabbed in blood..
I came to my senses, swung my sword, and focused on defense..
The tip of the sword, which was aiming for the shoulder, was bent sharply to aim for the waist, and it seemed like it was aiming for the knee, but before I knew it, it was stabbing the thigh..
“Wow!”
“It's huge!”
As the high-level swordsmanship unfolded, onlookers erupted in cheers..
‘I'm the only one dying.’
It is a swordsmanship practiced by a martial artist who is on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of excellence..
Even without internal strength, the speed and power were at a level that was difficult to handle..
“Give up now! If you do it more, you'll get hurt.!”
I don't even have the energy to answer.
I focused all my attention on swinging my sword and blocking my father's attack..
It's not easy even just to hold on.
I feel like I'm going to lose my sword at any moment.
But hold on. If you hold on and hold on,…….
‘It seems!’
Any herbivorous diet becomes familiar to the eye..
Moreover, if it is a sword technique that I have closely watched the herbivores practicing over the past month,.
―Chaae Aeng!
A different sound than before.
My father, who jumped back and dodged my counterattack precisely at the gap between herbivores and herbivores, looked at me in surprise..
“you…….”
A look in your eyes that asks how you were able to fight back.
I took a moment to catch my breath and grinned..
“Surely this isn't everything??”
“under.”
My father laughed as if it were absurd at my provocation..
But the moment my counterattack began, that smile froze..
“This time I'm going.”
I jumped straight into the storm..
Swords rained down from all directions, but none hit my body directly..
One by one, I kicked back the swords raining down on me and began to fight back..
“……!!”
Father's eyes widen in surprise.
When the flow was broken by my sword, the sword became dizzy, and the storm that was raging began to lose its strength..
“lower pressure!”
The embarrassed father gathers strength and forces his body..
It's a defeat..
Hoepunggeombeop is a swordsmanship that contains the techniques of free swords and swords, and is not a swordsmanship that emphasizes strength..
―Whoa whoa!
The gap grew bigger due to the forced eating, and I wasn't a person so clumsy as to miss it..
“It's not my father's fault that my mother died..”
“……!!”
For a split second, my father’s body stiffened..
His sword grazed my shoulder, and I dared to dig in..
right. this is psychological warfare.
But it is also a story that must be told now..
“It's not my father's fault that I was born weak..”
“you……!”
The Baek Mu-heun I saw was a man with talent that was well beyond the pinnacle, and could possibly even reach the pinnacle..
But something was holding him against the wall..
I got a clue about that 'something' from Go Ju-yeol's words a while ago..
-You mean your father’s sword? It was really amazing!
He looked very drunk and spoke with a dreamy look, reminiscing about the past..
- Among my peers, there was no one at Cheongryong Academy who could stand up to his younger brother. Do you think it's just that? Your father made it to the top four at the Yongbongbi dance held every year at Cheonmuhakgwan.!
-older brother. The embarrassing story of the past…….
- Do you know what the expressions on the faces of the other Cheonmuhakkwan members looked like at that time? Haha! At that time, we also benefited from this friend. When you go to downtown Hubei, you will see beautiful women and children chanting for Okmyeon Confucius.…….
-This is my brother!
- Hahaha! That's how cool it was. You seemed so free back then. I was so envious of being able to do whatever I wanted without being tied down by formality.…….
free spirit.
But that was not the appearance of Baek Mu-heun that I saw..
My weak-hearted father always looked at me with a sad expression, and even though he complained, he always listened in the end when I insisted..
‘The debt I owed to my son created a kind of mental demon..’
His whirlwind sword technique, which I observed every morning, was close to perfection, but I could not find freedom in it..
The reason was because of me, Baek Soo-ryong..
“I am not a burden that my father has to live with for the rest of his life..”
“What on earth are you talking about! Who says you are a burden!”
―Whoa! Whoa whoa!
As my mind became dizzy, my precise sword techniques collapsed and my movements became larger..
A struggle that can no longer be called swordsmanship.
There was no way I could fall for something like that..
“It's over.”
Tuk.
Before I knew it, my sword was touching my father's chest..
“I am leaving you today.”
“you…….”
“don't feel sorry for me anymore.”
“…….”
The feeling of debt to me and my dead mother was weighing on his mind..
As a result, one warrior lost his vitality and freedom..
I locked myself up against the wall and lost the possibility of flying..
I really hoped he would find freedom and fly again..
‘Because you have the talent to go to a much higher level..’
“I am…….”
My father strengthened the hand holding the sword..
no way?
If he doesn't give in here, I'll be in a lot of trouble..
Although I won, in a way, I played psychological warfare with my words during the match..
At that time, my father pursed his lips for a moment and then slowly lowered his sword..
“okay. I lost. Go.”
My father sighed deeply..
Suddenly, he looked tired, as if he had aged several years, but his expression also seemed somewhat relieved..
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