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“In return for competing I will receive a year of yours.”
“A year? no way….”
“Your loyalty.”
“….”
Ji-Oe the light swordsman could not help but feel embarrassed by Mo Kyung-Woon’s straightforward demands.
This was because it requested a price that was completely contrary to the kengok that was freely open to all those who pursued kendo.
‘Loyalty?’
Ji-eun stared at Mok Gyeong-un’s face which had a smile on it.
In return for competing you must swear loyalty.
Even though it was clearly an opportunity that could never come again it felt like a very poor deal.
Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders and said to him.
“Seeing as you’re hesitating it doesn’t seem like you’re particularly desperate.”
“that….”
“You said you would only get one year. Was that that difficult?”
“….”
“I don’t understand why someone who has been wasting his time here for twenty years only practicing swords would worry about something like this.”
“It’s not Herbie.”
“If not Herbie what is it?”
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un lightly extended the sword towards him.
-Shudder!
At that moment all the energies around him seemed to arise sharply and aim at him.
It even felt like everything around had become a sword.
I was surprised by this but Mok Gyeong-un said in a voice mixed with ridicule.
“If your twenty years are less than half a year then it is definitely a waste of time.”
“half a year? “What do you mean?”
“This is the period when I learned martial arts properly.”
‘!!!!!!’
At those words Jieux’s eyes widened as if torn apart.
What did you just say?
It’s only been half a year since you learned martial arts properly?
Ji-Oe was not the only one who was surprised by Mo Gyeong-Woon’s words.
Mo Qingyun’s subordinates also looked at each other with surprised eyes.
They all regarded Mo Kyung-un’s development speed as monstrous but no one knew exactly when he learned martial arts.
However everyone was shocked when they heard that it was half a year.
‘Half a year?’
‘…That doesn’t make sense.’
‘You’re crazy. ‘Are you intentionally fooling around?’
‘How can you beat six heavens in just half a year of learning martial arts…?’
Even they found it difficult to believe this.
Mok Gyeong-un’s talent was the only thing that even Cheong-ryeong who had been watching this from the beginning thought of as a monster.
‘Maybe I was born with heavenly luck or maybe I’m not human.’
Was there really a genius like this in the history of Jungwon Wurim?
This could only have been possible with Master Bodhidharma who can be said to be the origin of martial arts in Shaolin the birthplace of King Jeongjong’s martial arts in the Jungwon or Dokgogugeom who can be said to be the legend of Geomseon Hwasan who cut off the head of Hwaryong the jinn of Jang Sam-bong who opened the shaman movement.
No even they wonder if this is possible.
At that time Jioe whose eyes were wide in surprise opened his mouth.
“…Are you kidding yourself?”
“What?”
“No matter how gifted you are how can you achieve that in just half a year?”
“If you can’t do it can others also do it?”
The moment I heard this question I was speechless.
He doesn’t see anything wrong with someone else doing something he can’t do.
However even if they started from a young age only a very few reached the highest level and most of them were martial artists who could not even reach the highest level let alone break the wall in their lifetime.
However it was no exaggeration to say that it was almost unprecedented to reach a level where one could subdue six thousand people by learning martial arts for only half a year.
‘I’m going crazy.’
Looking at Mok Gyeong-un’s unwavering eyes and expression Ji-e-e’s mind became confused.
In fact he thought that although Mok Gyeong-un looked young he was actually an old expert who had undergone a complete transformation.
But if this is true isn’t this a monster that goes beyond the category of genius?
– Creepy!
Goosebumps appeared all over my body starting from my spine.
There was a monster in the world who achieved swordplay in just half a year.
Jieu who was shivering as if his whole body was going into convulsions due to goosebumps finally opened his mouth.
“…Does asking for a year for one contest mean victory or defeat?”
“Have you made up your mind?”
“Can you put one condition on it?”
“condition?”
“exactly. “Even if I am loyal as a member of the prestigious Geomjong (劍宗) clan I have never deviated from the right path in my life.”
“You never deviate from the limits… What do you want to say?”
“Even if I swear loyalty to you give me the right to refuse if it goes beyond the scope.”
“under?”
Mok Gyeong-un’s subordinates all snorted at his suggestion.
Isn’t it really funny that someone who swears loyalty would put forward these conditions?
“Crazy guy. If you only do what suits your taste that’s a ronin what kind of loyalty is that? “You don’t know your situation.”
Even the apostate Monk Jaejeongjeong was tongue-tied.
However he did not care at all about these people’s reactions.
The Mok Gyeong-un seen in Geogok had absolutely nothing to do with Jeong Do-in.
He was clearly a person close to Sapa.
If he follows the orders of such a person he will deviate from the level he has maintained so far.
He didn’t want it.
“If you accept this one year…”
“It’s fun.”
“…Did you say it was fun?”
“yes. “It’s a condition of loyalty… Have you ever thought that I would ignore all your suggestions and kill you?”
Unlike the bloody words there was no murderous intent in the voice.
Ji-e-eul regarded this as a simple warning.
So he spoke carefully.
“I am not your enemy. “You’re a reasonable person so I don’t think he would go that far.”
“well. “It’s not because it’s reasonable to keep a place like Tangga imprisoned for 60 years.”
“Danga? …Are you really talking about Sacheondanga?”
“yes.”
“Wait a minute what is that…”
It was before he finished speaking.
Nie Chun said in a triumphant voice.
“iced coffee! I don’t think my seniors outside the area would know. “My lord single-handedly brought down the four thousand Tang families and made them live in exile for sixty years.”
‘!?’
Jieu’s expression hardened.
Sacheondangga paid a visit?
It is one of the pillars of the League of Justice and a famous family of poison among the seven major generations and its potential power is said to be comparable to that of the Gupa Ilbang a major sect. So the place where it is said to be Bongmun?
Jieu was truly appalled.
I don’t know if this is true or not but if this is true it would be something that would shake up the entire martial arts world which had been quiet for a while.
furthermore
‘Am I walking the path of defeat?’
He enshrined the Sacheon Tang family and subjugated Yeonggeom Sanjang which was called the sacred place of the sword.
These two actions alone made me think that he was walking down the path of defeat.
His lips were so dry that he barely opened them after swallowing dry saliva.
“…What on earth is your purpose?”
“If you want to know that you have to come under my control.”
“Your path is your own….”
“I think I understand why it’s stagnating there.”
“That…what?”
“After considering the degree and everything the limits become clear. How can someone who starts by drawing a line in their head ever cross that line?”
‘!?’
At Mo Gyeong-un’s words Ji-oe’s pupils shook.
Mo Kyung-un’s scolding was like throwing a stone into a calm lake and causing ripples.
‘You drew a line in your head?’
He had never thought of it like that before.
While learning the sword he also devoted himself to studies in his spare time so he took Confucius’ words to heart.
七十而從心所欲 不踰矩 (Seventy-two deep desires desires and desires)
In the section of the Analects of Confucius Confucius said that when he reached the age of seventy he could do whatever his heart wanted without going beyond or going against the law.
He thought that the degree was also like this.
I have lived my life thinking that if I engrave this deeply in my heart there will be no deviating from it in the end even if I do what I want.
But does this mindset mean that you are setting limits for yourself?
‘Ahhhh.’
He spent over twenty years in Geogok and while he did not care about what the world thought or anything else he was proud of himself for not deviating from the limits.
But are you saying that all of this was just a limitation that was blocking me?
It was truly useless.
He was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment but then he opened his mouth with a look in his eyes that seemed to have escaped his restraint.
“…You are right. “Be it Jeongdo or Jeongjong in the end it was all just about drawing limits for yourself.”
“I’m glad you realized it now.”
“I realized that in order to go to a higher place than now I have to embrace everything and not just stop at Jeongjong.”
“Words alone are meaningless.”
“…Since politics and society have become too biased to one side I like you must take a new path.”
“New road?”
“The magic path.”
Mok Kyung-un chuckled at his words.
I told you not to set limits but this time you said you would walk the magic path.
Should I say that it is a truly simple idea?
There was nothing bad.
He seems to be the type of person who only realizes what to do when he crashes into something and breaks his nose.
-Sreung!
Then Jieu drew his sword again and said:
“I will do as you suggest. “If I lose I will be loyal to you for one year without saying a word.”
“I guess we can just accept that you are ready to do anything right?”
The determined Ji-e-eul willingly answered that question.
“The one year I swear my loyalty to you will be a time of embracing the devil so I will become a sword devil rather than a swordsman who walks the path.”
“Sword devil… that’s good. “Then we can call him Sword Demon from now on.”
“Sword Demon. “It’s not bad.”
-Sigh!
With those words Jioe took the standard approach to swordsmanship.
Looking at him Mok Gyeong-un half pulled out the magic sword from his waist and said.
“Then let’s start with one year.”
“No matter how lacking it is you only know how long and short it is….”
-Sigh!
‘!?’
For a moment Jieu was speechless.
Before I knew it the tip of Mok Gyeong-un’s poison weapon the magic sword Akjeu was touching his neck.
He was clearly watching but why didn’t he notice it until he got closer?
Mok Gyeong-un raised the corner of his mouth and said to him who was embarrassed.
“It’s been a year. Are you going to continue?”
“…Now it begins!”
-Chaeang!
With a shout Ji Oe struck Mo Gyeong-un’s sword upward and immediately opened his sword.
* * *
Has it been about half an hour?
Nie Chun who was leaning against the wall of the guesthouse asked Meng Wuyak next to him in a low voice.
“What number is it now?”
“Twenty-six times.”
“Oh my. “It’s already been twenty-five years.”
“…That’s so foolish.”
Nie Chun nodded as if he agreed with Meng Muyak’s words with a sigh.
First thing If he had known he was no match for the sword he should have quit right away.
However when Mok Kyung-un received his sword for more than a few seconds his fighting spirit was aflame and he continued to attack him.
Anyone can tell it was intentional.
But there will be no such calculations in Jieu’s mind right now.
He looks like he’s going to die from ecstasy just by competing with Mok Gyeong-un who is considered to have reached the level of swordplay but what kind of calculation is there?
Nie Chun shook his head.
“We will be together for a very long time.”
“I see.”
-Chaeang!
Jieu’s sword slipped out of his hand again and landed on the floor missing five pieces.
With this the period has accumulated to 26 years.
-Wow!
Ji Oegai clenched his teeth and stretched out his hand summoning his own sword stuck in the ground with his mid-air sword.
So I’m trying to continue the fight again.
-Sigh!
Mo Kyung-yun suddenly frowned and held out his hand indicating his intention to stop.
One of Mok Kyung-un’s eyebrows rose upward as he wondered why.
I asked if Cheongryeong was also surprised by this reaction.
-Why are you doing that?
-A link was broken just now.
-The connection was cut off? no way….
-…It looks like one of the food spirits has disappeared.
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