The Thousand-Slayer Swordsman Association-Episode 242
EP.243 Part Three Chapters - Namgung Jincheon (3)
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Time goes by quickly.
From Namgung Jincheon’s perspective, it was like that..
“Win! Mukryong!”
“Wow!!!”
On the training ground, Mok Ri-won was raising his fist..
4It was a strong game.
As a result, Mokriwon secured the finals one step ahead of Namgung Jincheon..
“You did what you wanted, but why are you looking like that?.”
Seoye, who was sitting next to me, asked.
Namgung Jincheon stammered..
The corners of the mouth are lowered.
As she said, it happened as she wanted, but why is it like this?.
“….”
No, actually, I knew it myself..
It was something I really didn't want to admit..
Could it be that Mokriwon collapses here? If Mokriwon is not my opponent, wouldn't the winner be me?.
There was a cowardly expectation inside..
Namgung Jincheon narrowed his eyebrows as he did not like his own behavior..
I pretended to be strong and spoke out loud..
“I don't think it goes up too easily..”
“The opponent was also strong..”
“not as strong as me.”
Mok Ri-won's opponent was a military man who turned 50 this year..
He was a famous expert who boasted a fairly high level of skill among the best, and as such, the dance was held with full of expectations..
Although the result was obvious.
“scary?”
“I?”
“There's no need to hide it from me.”
Seo Ye was patting Nam Gung Young on the back..
The child was asleep. She was having so much fun before coming unarmed that she rarely wakes up from the shouting..
“Is there anything in this world that I should be afraid of??”
“Let's do it.”
“no one but you.”
“Is it a compliment??”
“It's a compliment.”
I try to relax by talking nonsense, but my impatience only increases..
Okay, let's admit it. I had some fears.
But I didn't know what I was afraid of..
Are you afraid of Mok Riwon, afraid of defeat, or even afraid that the end of this transcendent peak is your own limit?.
The boy who once aimed for the sky has become such a timid young man..
Namgung Jincheon realized that fact and his expression distorted..
“…Not going back.”
Namgung Jincheon got up from his seat..
The next day was rainy.
The opponent is Ilun..
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-The mind demon does not come with great omens..
Those were my grandfather’s words..
For the past seven years, my grandfather lived in meditation at the family secretariat..
It was an act of controlling the mental demons that came after the death of a family rival, which had been a lifelong goal..
The death of Geomseong meant something to the Geomwang..
The Sword King no longer drew his sword.
I just sat in meditation with my sword resting on my knee, and constantly traced the herbivorous memories in my memory..
When asked why he did that, he answered.
-If you keep cutting down the heart, you will reach it someday. The sight he saw.
I don't understand.
It was like that until now, it wasn't like that now..
Namgung Jincheon was able to understand his grandfather's words just a little bit..
-Simma does not come with great omens..
Namgung Jincheon realized that one thing..
The overwhelming anxiety gradually eats away at my heart..
As the scar deepens and the wound begins to open, the blood that flows out soon becomes food and increases the level of anxiety..
It was Simma.
Simma came like a passing wind and became a heavy rock, weighing down my heart..
The time spent in zazen becomes longer day by day..
The act of consoling myself through meditation never ends..
“Sword Dragon Daehyup, it’s time to compete..”
It was only after hearing those words that Namgung Jincheon opened his eyes..
The wall that resembled the sky was deeply sunken..
“Let's go out.”
Namgung Jincheon took his sword and climbed onto the off-stage..
The shouting stings my ears..
The luck on the other side feels different today..
“I see you here..”
Ilwoon put his hands together.
Namgung Jincheon said.
“Good work. So far.”
“I need to work harder.”
“Are you planning on winning??”
“There's a wall in front of you. Shouldn't you climb it? If you think about it, it seems like she has never beaten Lord Namgung before..”
A peaceful smile shows speculation somewhere.
It seems like I have no intention of hiding it anymore..
“You've changed.”
“Time has passed so well.”
“My speaking skills have improved.”
“Aren't you a monk?.”
Namgung Jincheon felt an unfamiliar feeling..
7Years ago, the last time we met was on the day of the funeral of Master Wonmyeong..
The weather that day looked like a volcano ready to explode at any moment..
Now that I think about it, he may have suffered from a mental illness as well..
But now I feel so empty.
Empty yet full.
Even though I knew it didn't make sense, I couldn't think of any other expression other than that..
“Let's start slowly.”
When Ilwoon spoke to the referee, the referee took a step back and raised his hand high..
Namgung Jincheon drew his sword..
Ilwoon clenched his fists..
“dog!”
The referee's hand fell, but the offense did not come and go..
“Aren't you coming??”
“why should i go.”
There is no reason to rush at Kwon Soo with a sword..
All you have to do is hit the player when he rushes in to attack..
The fist is significantly shorter than the sword..
“Then I have to go..”
A pure golden energy wave rose in a circle around Ilwoon’s body as he said this..
Namgung Jincheon’s eyebrows narrowed..
He was not in a running position..
It was right after that I felt something strange..
Daeaeaeang―!
The bell rang.
shoot―!
Blood spattered on my cheek.
Namgung Jincheon’s eyes opened wide..
Ilun is in the same place. She was standing in place with her fist outstretched.
“Baekbo Shinwon. Did you complete it?.”
It is the season of Shaolin's proclamation that brings the opponent to his knees at a distance of 100 steps..
In my memory, he was only able to fire a shot at a distance of about ten paces.….
“7isn't it a bitch.”
Namgung Jincheon held his sword tightly as Ilwoon smiled..
grew up.
They all grew up..
Hyeundo, Ilundo, Danghwaseo, Jegalsando, and Mokriwondo.
Even though everyone has grown, Namgung Jincheon Bay is still the same..
It was still the best.
It feels like a fire is rising inside.
Namgung Jincheon gritted his teeth..
“Your talent has improved..”
As I raised my sword to the sky, the sound of the sword rang..
The space turns blue.
“There's no need to look at it..”
Oh my gosh―!
The Emperor Sword type appeared..
thud! thud! thud! Namgung Jincheon unleashed his qigong and crushed Ilun..
Ilwoon planted his feet firmly in his seat and blocked the attacks..
He uses both fists alternately to shoot out a wind, but there is a glimpse of something mysterious in it that can't be considered just wind..
It didn't look like he was struggling that much..
Soon, luck comes.
thud!
Every time I take a step, I stick out my fist..
Namgung Jincheon was blocked..
The pattern continues and the distance becomes closer and closer..
had to finish.
No, I had to finish it right away..
But I couldn't do that..
Simma is desperate for answers..
I was trying to get a glimpse of the difference between Ilwoon, who had grown like this, and myself, who had stagnated..
Namgung Jincheon was concentrating his energies on observing Ilun..
“Is it anguish?.”
Before you know it, your fist and fist will touch each other..
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa―!
Gold and blue energy waves collided.
Namgung Jincheon looked at Ilwoon..
His eyes were shining brightly.
Namgung Jincheon muttered..
“Be troubled.”
“That's how it looks.”
“Maybe so.”
Since the meaning of mind and suffering is not that different, maybe Ilun's answer was right..
“I know how to solve it?”
Ilwoon smiled brightly..
“I do not know. Still can't control it.”
“still?”
“But, I learned how to look at the troubles..”
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu―!
The energy waves of Ilun vibrated intensely..
Namgung Jincheon exploded with energy and asked back..
“What is it?”
“It's okay if you just accept it. It starts from there..”
That was the end of the conversation.
Kwagwagwagwang!
The unarmored floor, unable to withstand the collision of air waves, began to tear apart..
My vision was so loud that I couldn't look at the other person directly..
But it wasn't a big obstacle.
In the first place, from the moment one enters Qigong, the martial artist perceives the world with all five senses, not just with the eyes..
As the two people exchanged attacks without stopping, an explosion occurred..
As I did so, I encountered the developed image..
Namgung Jincheon felt speculation in Ilwoon’s offensive..
There is a glimpse of joy in deep speculation..
Is it a competitive spirit? No, it's a thirst for victory.
I feel like I have lost my mind..
Kwakwang!
The image of Namgung Jincheon flowing through him was vast..
However, it was so disheveled that even one could tell..
If we win this game, next?
When we meet Mokriwon, the direction of the game is?
If it's still not transcendence, if you don't get the answer like this,?
It's defeat.
Namgung Jincheon did not use lethal herbivory..
I kept longing for an answer.
It was that moment.
Ilwoon's fist opened.
Namgung Jincheon felt it and was startled..
The energy I feel is unusual..
Dangerous.
‘counterattack!’
It was a moment to think.
“I will surrender.”
Standing tall, Namgung Jincheon’s body stopped..
Did you cut your palms in surrender??
no. He opened his palms and tried to do something more, but then gave up..
I could have left it behind.
“because.”
Namgung Jincheon asked harshly..
I thought that the open palm might be the answer I missed..
one,
“This is a number that has a different place where you want to write it. Besides, isn't it the same as Lord Namgung who didn't do his best?.”
Ilwoon said that and asked for understanding..
And left without any regrets.
“Sword dragon! win!”
“Wow!!!”
Namgung Jincheon stood alone and blankly on the off-stage where Ilwoon had left, staring into space..
See next episode
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