Chapter 630
630fury. That was enough.
Geomseong watched from afar as Yeonha was surrounded by the students of Jujak Academy. There was a lot of affection in his eyes..
“boy…….”
The student who always showed a bright and mischievous side.
Although his drinking skills and easy-going nature made him an unskilled shaman, he was a child with genius qualities and potential as a swordsman..
“I did promise you that if you only believe in that talent, there will come a day when you get seriously hurt.…….”
When I saw him shed tears of disappointment after losing in the Yongbongbimu, I was proud of him as a teacher but also felt sad..
“Don't you have to go to your disciple and comfort him??”
Next to him, Baek Soo-ryong spoke with a disgusted expression..
After revealing that he was your master's disciple, Baek Soo-ryong no longer spoke highly of anyone in the nine factions..
It was not a wrong action in terms of distribution, but it is inevitable that the attitude that changed overnight is unpleasant..
Geomseong glared at him and answered.
“Right now, I'm just watching because I think it's better to be with peers rather than a teacher.?”
“The Taegeukhye sword is quite impressive. It's very different from what I knew.”
When Baek Su-ryong showed interest in his swordsmanship, Geomsung’s lips twitched. No matter how old he got, he was still a swordsman..
Geomseong snorted and said for no reason..
“It is bound to be different because I have taught it with my whole life in mind. If our Soha had come to his senses just a year earlier, the outcome of the fight would have changed significantly..”
Baek Su-ryong just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. That was the relaxed attitude of a winner.
“Well, that could be possible. There's nothing particularly shameful about losing to someone who is three years older than you..”
“……I heard that the kids at Cheongryong Academy are good at provoking things, but they learned it all from their teachers..”
Geomseong grumbled but did not leave his seat..
The disciple's dance was over and he should have gone back, but he stayed where he was and glanced at Baek Soo-ryong, who seemed to have something to say..
“If you have something to say, say it out loud..”
In the end, only after Baeksu-ryong's urging, Geomsung, who had hesitated, opened his mouth..
“I saw Geomzon in my youth..”
“……Master Moyong?”
“I've felt this before, but you're talking as if we've known each other for a while. They said they just saw a record left somewhere..”
Baeksuryong did not answer but just looked at the swordsman. Geomseong lightly clicked his tongue and continued speaking..
“It was a passionate time. While chasing a martial arts villain, I ended up falling into a trap. It was a moment where I thought I was going to die, but suddenly the people who surrounded us collapsed one by one..”
Geomseong still seemed to remember that day clearly..
The swordsmanship that Geomzon showed him, who had barely shed the traces of a late-stage exponent at the time, was at a level that was difficult to even follow with his eyes, let alone understand..
When I came to my senses, I saw that all the villains had fallen and one man was standing with his sword hanging down..
“It was an elderly warrior. I introduced myself as Mo Yong-hon. He politely asked me if the person he killed was a martial artist, and if so, could I tell him the rumor? Wow, he was a strange swordsman..”
“……I guess it was a time when I was busy trying to make a name for myself..”
“What are you saying??”
“nothing.”
“It's bland. Anyway, I walked with the benefactor who saved my life and talked to him for a while. He didn't talk much, but when he talked about the sword, his eyes lit up like a child..”
Geomseong paused for a moment, then his eyes turned to Wi Ji-cheon..
The boy who came off the stage and was surrounded by his seniors and classmates to be congratulated was smiling with a shy face..
There was nothing similar from head to toe, but there was still a clear resemblance..
It was probably because that boy inherited Geomzon's martial arts and will..
“Before we parted ways, I asked the name of the swordsman and he answered like this..”
Geomseong steadied his voice and awkwardly imitated Geomjon's tone of voice..
“My sword is not finished yet. So I haven't given it a name yet. If I had to call it that, I would call it the nameless sword..”
“……under.”
Baek Su-ryong felt as if Geomjon's voice was ringing in his ears, and he laughed heartily without realizing it..
A nameless sword.
I thought he was like Master Moyong, who loved Zen questions and answers..
Geomseong laughed along with him and continued speaking..
“Meeting him has been a topic of discussion for me for quite some time. The ultimate purpose of the sword pursued may be different for each person, but it is rare for it to leave such a deep impression.…….”
“It is a martial arts sword. You probably know this because I said it yesterday too..”
A sword without limits.
Therefore, it was a name that conveyed Geomzon's spirit of continuing to pursue extreme justice..
“……Anonymity has become a non-existence. It's a name that suits me well. It was built well after much thought..”
Baeksuryong also smiled and nodded at Geomseong’s words..
It was the first time I heard Master Moyong’s story from someone else..
I felt an itch in my heart like when I heard Master Eun's story from Pungwolhwagong in the past and discovered the relationship left behind by Master Maeng from Master Nokui..
Then Baek Soo-ryong suddenly had a curious thought and asked:.
“Why are you suddenly telling me this??”
“It reminds me of the look on your face when you were talking about your teachers yesterday. I thought you would like to hear it.”
“…….”
“Strange guy. The trick of making Gupa shut up by saying nonsense is surprising, but the words are filled with desperate emotions... … . I don't completely understand what you're saying, but I understand that you really like your teachers..”
Baek Su-ryong, who had been looking at Wi Ji-cheon until then, turned his head and looked straight at Geom-seong's profile..
“Thank you. In many ways.”
Geomseong must have guessed it..
Wijicheon's martial arts are the martial arts of Geomjon, but at the same time, they are martial arts practiced by the apostles of the blood religion..
But he did not ask for an explanation. It was the same with Buddha.
They must have guessed to some extent what was left of the story that Baek Soo-ryong did not tell, but they kept quiet for the honor of their late master..
If the two giants of the political faction had not remained silent, Baek Soo-ryong would have had a much more difficult day the day before..
The grinning Geomseong looked at White Water Dragon and asked,.
“Can I hear more details later??”
“I understand. When the war is over, I will go there first..”
“good night. That was enough..”
Geomseong nodded with a relieved expression and turned around..
He continued speaking with his back to Baek Su-ryong..
“It was an honor to be able to compete swords with a senior I respect so much. If you ever meet me in a dream, please tell me..”
The Sword Saint smiled once and suddenly lifted up his body with divine magic, just like when he appeared..
Baeksu-ryong watched the back of the Sword Saint receding away and then raised his head and looked at the sky..
‘Masters. It would be nice to be watching from somewhere. The whole world remembers your martial arts skills and continues to prove it to future generations..’
Baek Soo-ryong looked at the sky for a moment and lowered his head to look at the audience full of people..
Among them, one place stood out..
Four people sitting side by side, holding moon cakes, Tanghulu, and dumplings, watching Yongbongbimu..
“You too, watch carefully..”
What did the priests learn, what did I want to teach you?.
“I want you to see and feel it.”
Baek Su-ryong smiled slightly and looked at them with an old wish..
* * *
Yongbongbimu Palgang's last match was somewhat delayed..
This was because it took time to replace the flagstone of the rain stage that was broken in the previous dance between Wi Ji-cheon and Yeon-ha..
After the lingering energy of the previous dance had cooled down, the two students stood face to face on the dance stage..
“Anyway, geniuses cause trouble here and there..”
Paeng Sa-hyuk, who was standing on the off-stage with a roughly hanging sword, laughed..
In front of him, Sima Hyeon stood with a nervous expression. He was the last student of the Jujak Academy left in Yongbongbimu..
Paeng Sa-hyuk asked with a grin..
“Can I start??”
“yes. come.”
Because the previous dance was so intense, the audience did not have high expectations..
However, the two showed the most spectacular battle in all of the eight classes of Yongbongbimu and Eight Gangs..
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
As soon as it started, the fireworks emitted by Sima Hyun set the non-stage on fire. The flames of the fire magic immediately made the cold winter air boil..
Black soot spread on the replaced non-stage flagstones. Even after filling the non-stage, the remaining flames soared upward, forming the shape of a giant bird..
Sighaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Paeng Sa-hyuk advanced through the flames. Although his long gun was on fire and his head was a mess, he paid no heed and rushed towards his opponent like a wild beast with its teeth bared..
The flames and blades collided and exploded repeatedly. The shock wave spread to the stands and turned people's hair upside down..
After a fight that seemed to bring about a fire and a storm, the flames slowly died out..
Peng Sa-hyeok, whose martial arts uniform was almost completely burned, exposing his muscular upper body, quickly held the knife to Sima Hyeon's neck..
“It wasn't bad for a warm-up. It would have been a little more fun if your body was perfect..”
“……I can't even make an excuse..”
Sima Xuan muttered with a tired expression..
Despite the dissuasion from those around him, he forced himself to participate in multiple events..
Therefore, today, the last day of Yongbongbimu, I was already quite exhausted from the start..
So, he tried to see the match as quickly as possible, and even though Peng Si-hyeok knew that, he did not waste time and defeated Sima Hyeon in a head-to-head match..
“I would have won anyway. It was just a little easier.”
“……I lost today, so I'll admit it..”
Sima Xuan frowned and turned his head to look at Heonwon River..
……It was disappointing. I wanted to compete properly at least once..
Paeng Sa-hyuk saw that and laughed..
“If it's that bastard, I'll crush it. I don't know if your dating business will do well though..”
“no need.”
With a small grumble, Sima Xuan admitted defeat and exited the off-stage..
“King Yeom’s successor! It was great.!”
“The Taoist method of the Hebei Paeng family is as expected.!”
The audience cheered and applauded the two late indexes, who showed a showdown that was more spectacular than anyone could have imagined..
And after a while, the four victors at Yongbongbimu Palgang and their battle formation were announced..
The first match is Il-gak and Wi Ji-cheon..
The second match is between Heonwon-gang and Paeng Sa-hyuk..
The candidates for the championship of Yongbongbimu were narrowed down to Cheongryonghakkwan and Cheonmuhakkwan. The result would even determine the victory of the Emperor of Heaven..
* * *
Wow!
Despite the cheers coming from outside, the space where the two people were was quiet as if isolated from the outside world..
Another world created by the power of magic.
In a pitch-black space, as if in the middle of the night sky, two men were floating in the air, facing each other..
Hyeonmuhak Gwanju Deputy Director Jong Rimok and Pungwol Chemical Company.
The magic energy that flowed from the bodies of the two magic wizards, who were disciples of the current heavenly goddess and were among the best in the world in terms of their original abilities, was contained in the single sword floating at their center..
The two people closed their eyes and recited the mantra without stopping. The difficult-to-understand language strengthened the spirit of the technique according to its rhyme..
It's been a few days already. The two put everything aside and did their best to awaken the Changryongshingeom..
The results were finally showing. The silent Changryongshingeom began to react..
Ugh-!
The moment when two people opened their closed eyes at the same time.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-!
The body of the Changryongshingeom vibrated strongly on its own. It was intense, as if a heart that had stopped was starting to beat again..
“Is it a success?…….”
“please…….”
The two magicians, who had exhausted all their energy without sleeping a wink for several days, muttered with pale faces..
But soon a look of horror appeared in their eyes..
“s, master!”
Rumbling…….
Blood was flowing down the body of the Changryongshingeom..
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