Chapter 45
##45fury. Do you want to win??
‘Zhuge Dynasty was from.’
It seemed like she came from a prestigious family, and she was the daughter of the Zhuge family, one of the five great families..
I also said, holding my arms in front of him..
“It's a white water dragon..”
“I know. He is the most famous person among the applicants for new instructors this year..”
“…….”
“…….”
The conversation stopped and there was an awkward silence for a moment..
Since I had nothing more to say, I turned my head and looked at the off-stage area..
The sparring between Nam Gung-su and Myung Il-oh was about to begin..
“If you two are ready, let’s get started..”
As soon as Noh Gunsang’s words fell, Myeong Il-o stepped forward and pierced Nam Gung-su’s solar plexus with a sparring wooden stick..
Taaak!
The sparring began with Namgungsu simply blocking the attack with his wooden sword..
“Haaap!”
Myung Il-oh, with all his energy, circled around Nam Gung-su and attacked him with various herbal attacks, and Nam Gung-su blocked them almost from the spot..
“what do you think will happen?”
Zhuge Xiaoying asked me with his eyes shining brightly..
‘If you've done all your business, you should go.…….’
He opened a thick book, supported it firmly with one arm, and took out a brush, as if he was about to write something down..
I scratched my chin and said.
“Well, of course Namgoongsu will win..”
Deep down, I was hoping that Myung Il-Oh would give him a shot, but with his current skills, there was no way..
“I know the result. My question was, how much sum can Myeongil-o applicant survive?.”
“It will probably depend on how much Namgungsu views it..”
Even now, Myeong Il-o was fighting desperately, while Nam Gung-su could be seen roughly swinging his sword with an expressionless face..
‘If you put your mind to it, you can finish it in less than fifty sums.…….’
But Namgoongsu didn’t do that..
Just like a master giving a lesson to a subordinate, he leisurely blocks attacks, counterattacks, and often even gives advice..
“The bottom is empty. Pay a little more attention to your walking skills.”
“……thank you.”
“There was too much force in my wrist. You'd better relax..”
“……Ah, yes.”
“I'm impatient. In cases like the one above, you shouldn't aim for the head..”
“…….”
He only gave advice once or twice, but as he continued to speak as if he was teaching a student, Myung Il-oh's face turned red..
Murmur.
“As expected, Mr. Namgoong…….”
“It's overwhelming..”
“Isn’t your expressionless face so cool today??”
“But isn’t the other applicant’s skills too low??”
“It seems like you're working hard... … Mmm…….”
The students were impressed by Namgungsu's overwhelming ability, but on the other hand, they were disappointed by Myungilo, who could not even touch Namgungsu's collar even if he tried his best..
It was clear that such aspects would have an impact on student evaluations..
I narrowed my eyes and looked at Namgoongsu..
‘That bastard…….’
The purpose of this sparring is to see the skills of new instructor applicants..
In most cases, existing instructors are stronger than new instructor applicants, so it was natural to look out for them to some extent..
But that was only to a certain extent. Myeong Il-oh's pride could not help but be hurt if he behaved like a child like that..
Because he is standing there as a lecturer, not a student..
However, Namgoongsu seemed to have no intention of treating Myeongilo as the same instructor..
Rather than being treated as an instructor,…….
“You use others to boost your own reputation..”
“……I can't deny it.”
Zhuge Xiaoying sighed in a bitter voice. She looked at Namgoongsu with a complicated expression..
“I used to be a nice and kind person.…….”
“I am close with Namgoongsu.?”
“We met often when we were young. We weren't that close.”
Since they belong to the same five generations, there must have been exchanges between the families..
I can't imagine that there was a time when Namgoongsu was kind and innocent.…….
“Haaaaap!”
At that moment, Myeong Il-oh, who had retreated, gathered his spirit and prepared a big attack..
Myeong Il-oh's martial arts uniform swelled with energy, leaving a clear mark on the non-stage floor..
Myeong Il-oh's wooden baton pierced Nam Gung-su's entire body, leaving dozens of afterimages..
Ta-da-da-da-da-dak!
Namgungsu did not back down and calmly blocked each attack one by one..
Then, for a moment, Myeong Il-oh’s eyes lit up..
The last move that was hidden until the end was brought out..
but…….
“A little fast.”
I muttered in sorrow, but the words did not reach Myeongil-oh..
nettle liquid!
The last stab that Myeong Il-o hid among the numerous weeds was aimed at Nam Gung-su’s side..
At that moment, Namgungsu opened his eyes slightly and muttered..
“quite.”
Taaaaagh!
In the end, Hoesim's attack was blocked, and Myeongil-oh was pushed back by the rebound force..
Namgungsu was also pushed back a few steps and then stopped in place with some force..
‘what?’
I tilted my head at that unnatural movement..
A little while ago, Namgungsu should have taken a few steps back and released the power of Myungilo's attack..
However, he had to force himself to stay in place, and because of that, his face looked a little uncomfortable..
Perhaps the Qi and blood were a little distorted..
“Did you think that taking a few more steps back would hurt your pride??”
“……Similar but different. Brother Namgung sets his own rules and fights..”
When I turned my head to the side, I saw Zhuge Xiaoying sighing with a dark expression..
“You have your own rules?”
“Didn't you know? Brother Namgung draws an imaginary circle from the moment he starts sparring, and fights without going outside of it..”
I was dumbfounded and asked Zhuge Xiaoying..
“Why on earth are you doing that??”
Zhuge Xiaoying looked at me with an expression that said he really didn’t know..
“Because yesterday someone did something similar to the students..”
“……I mean me?”
When I pointed at myself and asked, Zhuge Xiaoying nodded..
“Brother Namgung has had strong pride since he was young. If someone showed me a cool martial arts performance, I would definitely follow it..”
What that meant was that Namgungsu was now imitating what I had done to students during my external attack demonstration lecture by not going out of the circle..
“What a strange guy..”
“……I think that kind of competitive spirit is what made Namgoong an expert instructor..”
We turned our heads back onto the off-stage..
There, two people were standing there with clearly joyous expressions on their faces..
Namgungsu spoke to Myung Il-oh with a gentle smile on his lips..
“The last move was good. However, the time to reveal the true essence hidden in the grass was so fast that the intention was blatantly visible. If you practice harder, you will get better..”
“……thank you.”
He was pretending to be kind, but to my ears it sounded like, “No matter what you do, you can’t even touch the collar of my clothes.”.
It probably sounded similar to Myung Il-oh..
“…….”
Dalian seemed like it was already over..
The students clapped their hands in admiration for Namgoong's skills, and the instructors also nodded and said, "It's Mr. Namgoong.".
Only Myung Il Oh was gritting his teeth and lowering his head to hide his angry expression..
‘He's not the type of guy to be evaluated like that..’
I know how much Myung Il-oh prepared to become an instructor at Cheongryong Academy..
A guy who came to this city several months early, researched information, and was so passionate that he created a genealogy by organizing the characteristics and personalities of the students..
His martial arts skills may have been a little lacking, but his qualifications as an instructor were sufficient..
Namgoongsu doesn’t know that..
You don't even want to know.
“Do you want to continue? If you have more to show me, I'll accept it..”
“I am…….”
Namgungsu asked Myung Il-oh as if he was being kind to him..
Myung Il-oh was hesitating..
Because I couldn't show my skills properly..
Because the other person didn't even give me a chance to do that..
“I know you feel regretful, but I don't think it would mean much to do more..”
“I am…….”
Myeong Il-oh’s eyes became clouded..
My shoulders slumped, and my hands holding the wooden bar lost strength..
Everyone expected that in a moment, words of giving up would come out of that mouth..
But at that moment, Namgungsu slowly turned his head and looked at me..
eat.
A subtle sneer blooming at the corner of my mouth.
The moment I realized the meaning of that smile, I decided to erase it from that unlucky face..
“I asked you earlier how much sum you think Myung Il-o can endure.?”
“yes? Ah, yes. It was like that. But now it's over…….”
“Won't you make a bet with me??”
“yes?”
When Zhuge Xiaoying looked at me with a puzzled expression, I got straight to the point..
“Fifty sums from now on. In it, Myung Il-oh will knock Nam Goong-su to the floor..”
“……This doesn't make sense.”
“I'm betting on it happening.”
“…….”
“Let's decide that the loser will grant the winner a wish..”
“……great. I bet no.”
Zhuge Xiaoying nodded with a somewhat solemn expression..
I immediately sent a message to Myeong Il-o..
[It's work. Do you want to win??]
[older brother? suddenly what…….]
[Do you want to punch that unlucky guy?.]
[……of course.]
[Then, from now on, you can do whatever I tell you without asking or arguing.?]
There was no answer for a moment as if he was worried..
[……yes. I want to win.]
The hand holding the wooden stick gained strength, and the eyes slowly revived..
Okay.
Gritting my teeth, Myeong Il-o sent me a message..
[Please help me knock that bastard down..]
[good. get ready.]
Myeong Il-oh’s sparring started now..
* * *
“I will do more.”
The moment those words came out of Myeong Il-oh's mouth, all the instructors and students, including Nam Gung-su, were surprised..
Myeong Il-oh, who had lost his will to fight just a moment ago, glared at Nam Gung-su with his eyes shining brightly..
“I still have more to show you.”
“……That's surprising..”
Because of what he said earlier, Namgungsu couldn't say let's stop even though the results were already out..
‘I thought I would give up at this point... … . You're dumber than I thought.’
Wooooow!
There were boos from the audience. Criticism poured in, asking why they couldn't give in to the sparring that was already over..
“come.”
Myeong Il-o approached while stepping with the wooden stick set at the middle..
Looking at that posture, which was no different from the first time, Namgungsu quietly clicked his tongue inwardly..
‘It's not bad, but... … There are already many half-baked instructors like you..’
The look in his eyes changed, but nothing else was much different..
Myeong Il-oh's strength, speed, endurance, and herbivory.
Namgungsu thought he already understood what the other person was doing..
But why.
‘what?’
What does this chilling sensation on the back of my neck mean?.
nettle liquid!
The wooden baton tore through the air and aimed at Namgungsu’s shoulder..
Namgungsu saw the opponent's familiar stance and stabbed the wooden sword..
Move to a position where you can counterattack immediately while blocking Myeong Il-oh's herbivorous attack in advance..
‘I guess the feeling from a moment ago was an illusion..’
In the end nothing changed.
I was only momentarily surprised by the other person's venom..
But at that moment.
Whirling!
The wooden stick bent like a snake and came up on the wooden sword, aiming for Namgungsu’s wrist..
“what!”
Surprised, Namgungsu quickly shook off the wooden baton and took a step back..
Myeong Il-o chased after him tenaciously and stabbed the wooden baton one after another..
Ta-da-da-da-da-dak!
The wooden baton and the wooden sword clashed continuously..
The instructors' eyes widened at Myung Il-o's wave of attacks, and the students who were booing fell silent..
‘dare!’
Namgungsu’s expression distorted at the fact that he was embarrassed..
Moreover, if you take two more steps, you will step out of the virtual circle you have created..
Namgoongsu strengthened his legs and stayed in place..
That was the worst decision.
Myung Il-oh moved as if he had anticipated that movement..
Sigh.
just one step.
Namgungsu’s eyes widened as he saw the opponent’s footwork moving into his gap..
The very act of a warrior holding a wooden baton closing the gap against a warrior holding a wooden sword was an unexpected action..
‘this!’
Namgungsu hurriedly thrust his sword in to make the opponent retreat..
However, because the movement was forcibly twisted, the sword did not have the proper power and speed..
whirring!
Namgungsu’s wooden sword struck the air for the first time..
And Myeong Il-oh, who was holding the wooden stick very briefly, dug into the gap that was created..
“I'm going.”
“!!”
Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-dak!
A completely different sound than before.
Due to the constant barrage of attacks, Namgungsu’s body staggered as if he would fall backwards..
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