Chapter 615
615fury. That's really genius
Map sparring.
It literally means sparring in which one person teaches the other..
Since it can only be established when the difference in skill between the two sides is large, a leadership sparring was usually held between a teacher and a disciple, or between a disciple with a large difference in the time of initiation..
In the case of the Moorim Academy, you could often see older students giving guidance to freshmen..
But is there also the opposite case??
Wow!
“It's a little better than before. Now let’s relax our wrists a little bit.?”
Wow!
“But don't relax. Use your knees more gently.”
Wow!
“Your breathing is disrupted. Now, focus again!”
The audience watched with blank eyes the leadership sparring taking place on the off-stage..
A small boy was yelling at a young man who was a head taller than him..
The boy's sword was swung like a whip, and each time the tall young man was busy blocking it..
“Well, if it's the Jeomchang Swordsman Association, isn't he the swordsman who took Yongbong last year?⋯⋯?”
“That's right. I saw that face last year too, and in all three of my victories, I got into the Yongbong without exceeding ten sum..”
“⋯⋯But is it okay to do this??”
In a situation that was hard to believe even after seeing it, the cheers of the audience had long since subsided. Everyone just lowered their voices and whispered as if they had seen something they shouldn't have seen..
The Cheonmuje, where the world's most outstanding late season experts gather in one place and compete against each other to show off their skills..
The biggest competition at the event that attracted the attention of countless people was Yongbongbimu..
And the eight most outstanding latter-day artists who proved their skills through Yongbongbimu were called Yongbong..
Of course, there is a difference in skill among the eight dragons, but the fact that they are all among the best in the world remains the same..
“However, a new student at Cheongryong Academy teaches swordsmanship to Jisu Hu, who was in the Yongbong last year.?”
“What is this⋯⋯.”
It was a rash of words and a deception..
However, a story that would have been booed as unconvincing by any witticism in the world was now taking place on an off-stage..
“How can you be so arrogant?⋯⋯.”
“It truly has devil-like qualities..”
The famous monks of the old faction watched Bimu with stern expressions..
Most of them could not hide their discomfort, some looked impressed, and some of the older veterans watched Wei Ji-cheon's sword with wide eyes in astonishment..
However, not everyone in the audience remained calm and observed the old faction..
“Hahaha! Did you see it? That child is my only grandchild.!”
Wi Ji-yeol, who watched Bimu quietly at first with a nervous feeling, was unable to control his overwhelming emotions and boasted about his grandchild to the person next to him..
“That guy. I got into a habit again.”
“Demon Instructor Wi Ji-cheon⋯⋯.”
The students at Cheongryong Academy shook their heads as if they were used to it. In particular, students from the Sanggeumyeon Institute trembled as if they were recalling a bad memory..
A smile appeared on Baek Soo-ryong’s lips. He nodded with a satisfied face, as if he was looking at his own alter ego..
“He is also my disciple. If you're going to take the lead, you have to do at least that much..”
Beside him, Namgungsu pressed his eyebrows as if he had a headache..
“White Water Dragon. Did you order that too??”
“Are you the one in the dark when something happens??”
“Mostly that was the truth.”
“Hmmm.”
Baek Soo-ryong cleared his throat for no reason, but then shook his head..
I never gave any special instructions to Wi Ji-cheon. However, I felt like I fully knew what the disciple was thinking..
“Cheon is that guy. They're doing that on purpose..”
“⋯⋯on purpose?”
“Honestly, you can't call that a map sparring.?”
Namgungsu nodded. Even if it wasn't, that part was questionable..
In fact, the dance between Wi Ji-cheon and Jong-jin could not be considered a leadership sparring..
Objectively, it is true that Wi Ji-cheon's skills are superior, but Jong-jin of the Jeom Chang sect was also not mediocre enough to receive guidance from his peers..
Whoops! Whoops! Wow!
All I had to do was overwhelm my opponent with my sword and find fault with him..
Not only Baek Soo-ryong and Nam Gung-su, but also masters above the peak will be aware of that fact..
“But the audience doesn't know.”
“⋯⋯no way. It's intentional?”
Baek Soo-ryong chuckled, saying that even Jeongpa Saenim has become quite quick-witted now..
“The guys at Cheonmu Hak-gwan took the elixir and their strength increased overnight, crushing other students. The audience doesn’t even know that, right? Likewise, if Cheoni did something like that, the audience would just think that he was sparring with overwhelming skills..”
“Was it just a matter of anger?.”
Namgungsu looked at Wijicheon with a puzzled expression..
I knew that he would be different from usual when he picked up a sword, but I didn't know that he would have such a belligerent personality..
Baek Soo-ryong smiled happily and said,.
“Contrary to appearances, he is a temperamental guy..”
“It probably wasn't like that from the beginning. It's probably because of the bad water caused by the surrounding environment..”
“It's because you didn't see what he was like at first..”
Namgungsu sighed softly, but Baeksuryong only chuckled. As he looked around, he saw Geomseong among the famous masters of the nine sects..
He was the most respected among the existing swordsmen of the political faction. A warrior who is believed to have achieved a world-class level through constant effort despite losing his right hand..
Geomseong was looking at Wijicheon with a serious expression..
‘Is it Geomjon or Geomma?.’
White Water Dragon read the muttering mouth of the Sword Saint, but turned his head without showing it..
“It's not for you to judge..”
For a moment, Nam Gung-su looked at him at the sharp voice, but Baek Soo-ryong shook his head, saying it was nothing..
✻ ✻ ✻
Wi Ji-cheon was angry..
It wasn't just that Namgoong-seok, a fellow student of the same grade, lost in the previous dance..
Senior Mok Hyeong-woo, Jeon Poong, and Yoo Gon also lost in the first match of Yongbongbimu..
‘It wasn't because I lacked skills..’
If I had lost due to the lack of martial arts skills of my seniors at Blue Dragon Academy, I wouldn't have been so angry..
something was strange.
The reason why the Cheongryong Academy students met a lot of Cheonmu Academy students from the first meeting, and the reason why they were able to catch the enemy off guard and win with their sharply increased internal strength overnight and their slightly modified herbivorous skills..
Although I couldn't completely understand the situation like Baek Su-ryong, I could tell through my innate sense that some strange method was used..
Wow!
Therefore, to be honest, the leadership sparring against the late Jisoo of the Jeomchang faction was a simple venting of anger..
“stop!”
After striking Wi Ji-cheon's sword with all his might, Jong-jin stepped back and took a deep breath. Wi Ji-cheon did not follow, but stopped and stared at the other person..
“I can't figure out why. Why are you insulting me like this when I don't even know you??”
I heard that the other person was a fourth year student at Cheonmuhakkwan and the best late exponent of the fortune-singing school. I was excited and nervous because it was the best..
‘so?’
Wi Ji-cheon had long since lost interest in the other person..
Looking at him with calm eyes, Jong-jin was desperate to restore his lost face..
“I know that your qualifications are unparalleled. However, if you do not show courtesy as a member of a political faction, what is the difference between you and those who follow the path of Sima Ma?!”
Because you lack skills, you make others rude..
When he first saw him, he thought of himself as a subordinate and urged him to abstain, asking who was the first person to be rude.?
Wi Ji-cheon did not bother to respond verbally. The boy's eyes just got colder..
Sigh.
After catching his breath sufficiently, Jong Jin pulled his sword to his waist and twisted his body to block the opponent's view..
It was the beginning of the Sa-il sword method, famous as the fastest sword in the world, and the starting ceremony of Huye Sa-il (后羿射日)..
“Do you mean to win the battle with a quick sword??”
“I won't force you. It's your freedom to accept the victory..”
I don't know what people will think if you keep sparring with me and then avoid competing with me..
Jongjin muttered, adding those words to himself..
Wi Ji-cheon thought for a moment and nodded..
“great.”
Wi Ji-cheon naturally lowered his sword..
Jongjin saw that and lightly gritted his teeth. At the same time, his eyes shone sharply..
‘Your arrogance will lead you to defeat.’
All the unstable aerial power that had not yet been digested was brought up. I tried not to use it, but it was meaningless anyway if I lost here..
Sssssssut.
The sword energy on the sword boiled even more fiercely. It was like a wild beast baring its teeth..
Jongjin did not stop there. I mixed the gugyeol taught by the head of Cheonmuhak with the herbal medicine of Huye Sa-il..
Although it put a lot of strain on the joints and body, it was a way to increase speed..
‘It's okay once in a while.’
Most of the students who visited the residence of Cheonmuhakgwanju last night thought so. Just use it as a lifesaver once or twice and that's it..
I didn't know that that one time could end up happening many times and that I might not be able to escape the temptation..
Grumbling.
The sword energy burned fiercely. Jong Jin did not waste any more time. His new type was fired towards Wei Ji-cheon. It seemed as if it had disappeared from its place..
Wow!!
Jongjin’s expression was filled with joy. It was a world of speed I had never experienced before. Just a moment to cross the non-stage. He was confident that his sword would pierce Wei Ji-cheon's heart..
Wi Ji-cheon watched the scene calmly and scowled lowly..
“dissembler.”
The sword spirit cried in his hand..
Wow-
Soon, Wei Ji-cheon's arms became blurred. Although he started later than his opponent, he was overwhelmingly faster..
Mugeukgeom (無極劍) Five Righteous True (眞) Mugeukilseom (無極一嬐) The sword technique shown by the teacher on the day we first met can now be wielded by the disciple..
Sigh.!
It wasn't enough for Mugeuk Ilseom to keep up with Hoo Ye Sa Il's speed, so he cut it down from the front..
Tuk.
The sword touch lightly touched Jong Jin’s forehead and then fell. The storm that followed later violently blew his hair back. Unable to overcome the wind pressure, Jong-jin fell backwards, hitting his buttocks..
“ah⋯⋯.”
He had a stupid face that didn't even know what happened to him..
It took some time for the audience to realize that the winner and loser had been decided, as the expert was the one who saw the decisive moment..
The audience, who blinked a few times, belatedly cheered. But it was as explosive as I held my breath..
Wow!!
Under the pouring cheers, Wi Ji-cheon slowly turned around. It was not in the direction of Cheongryong Hall, but in the direction of Cheonmu Hall..
Most of the late exponents of Cheonmuhakkwan who participated in the Yongbongbimu dance stood up and glared at him..
Wi Ji-cheon made eye contact with them and smiled. It was a smile that was just like that of his teacher..
“Try anything. I will win as much as I can.”
“⋯⋯!”
A declaration of war sent by a first year student at Cheongryong School to Cheonmu School..
But no one could laugh at or ignore the boy..
Even after Wei Ji-cheon took control and left the stage, people's eyes did not leave the boy for a while..
“That's really genius.”
Baek Su-ryong looked at his disciple with pride. When the seniors of Cheongryong Academy came running to him and patted his head and praised him, Wi Ji-cheon suddenly returned to being a shy boy again..
There were no major surprises in the subsequent Yongbongbimu..
However, in the last match of the first day of Yongfengbimu, a group of Shaolin divine dragons broke Tang Xiaoxiao's arm in one match and won..
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