Episode 1134
‘Did you say you lost 10,000 times? I thought it was an exaggeration, but it looks like they really fought 10,000 times.’
Still, it didn’t break.
The reason he didn’t die is because this man was born with pretty good muscles.
Still, the reason he couldn’t win was because he lacked intelligence and only had a limited number of martial arts skills.
‘okay. ‘That’s it.’
The man of Zhuge Dynasty knew this man’s weakness only when he clashed with one another.
The pride of a man when he hits the enemy.
When the triad collided…
…I guessed that this man would not survive for long from now on.
‘There was definitely no one called Manpaedogwi in the Supreme Heavenly Demon.’
There would have been no way for a man like this not to challenge Yeo Ha-ryun.
It must have been a handful of blood.
‘It reminds me of Cheonwoo.’
The man will soon die and become a mere ghost.
I have been lucky so far, but that luck is not something that will last a lifetime.
‘okay. It’s been a while since I’ve seen good eyes.’
In the end, no matter what, the lawmaker likes martial arts.
I like these people.
It’s stupid and will die soon, but I don’t hate it at all.
‘I have to repay you.’
At that moment, the congressman –
Sreung.
The ice crystal sword changed its direction and began to move slowly.
* * *
Gungpan is doing his best.
But nothing works.
‘Even though I’m bringing out all my martial arts skills… it’s as if I’m looking two moves in front of me and three moves in front of me.’
When he extends his sword, Jin Cheon-hee’s ice crystal sword is already blocking the path of the sword.
In some ways, it almost looks like the blade is sticking to the ice crystal sword like a magnet.
But I know that’s not the case.
‘At this point, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a precognitive ability.’
Indeed, it is the sword of the Zhuge Dynasty.
Baekrin’s Gak gained great influence.
The story about Xuanyuan Zhendan Xingong, the home martial arts and non-military master of the Zhuge family, was spread throughout the Ganghu.
About the characteristics and greatness of Hyeonwonjeondanshingong.
‘But even so, is this a wall? Is this the wall of New Gongjeolhak?’
The martial arts method he learned was originally a martial art from the black sword school known as the demonic sword method, and was reborn for use by elite soldiers in the military.
It can be said to be a martial art that is easy to learn and especially powerful for killing people.
In addition, the Naegongsimbeop that supports him is Cheolshinjeonggong (鐵身正功), which is supported by the military for elite soldiers.
Being able to train external and internal skills at the same time.
The speed at which internal energy accumulates is slow, but the body also becomes stronger.
‘So it’s already different from the starting point?’
Gungpan was born as a child of a farming family.
Bandits invaded, burned down the village, and lost their families.
That’s fourteen years old.
Although he was too late to learn martial arts, he gritted his teeth and wandered around begging to seek revenge, and he met a kite and was able to take care of his teacher.
‘Master…! What should I do?’
The teacher was successful in his own way in the military, but was forced to retire due to dirty politics.
This too is so common that it is embarrassing to call it a tragedy.
Even if he had achieved success in the military world, in the eyes of the higher-ups, his position would have been nothing more than fingernails or toenails.
Practicing the martial arts I learned while attending such a teacher.
After his teacher died of old age, he came to Gangho and took revenge.
Even here, it is a fairly common story of a strong man.
A disciple as common as a common teacher.
There are only one or two people who have lost their families due to the black path and are able to take revenge by chance.
However, even so, the words are similar.
Usually, a beautiful ending does not come to Kang Ho-in.
The world is large and there are many evil people.
Although he lived with the thought of sacrificing his life for the cooperative, he also retained his thirst for a higher level of martial arts.
As a result, he earned the nickname Manpaedogwi.
After many trials and difficulties, we finally reached the peak.
reached its limit.
‘I really can’t climb over the wall.’
Just with effort.
Can’t you jump over the wall…!
“Aaaahhh—–!”
Gung-pan lets out a loud scream and slams into Jin Cheon-hee with all his might.
At that time, Jin Cheon-hee’s sword moved slowly but gracefully.
The sword and the Tao meet.
Taang!
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Slow.”
“!”
“To truly demonstrate power, something must contain the principles of Tao (快). “It’s too slow now.”
Jin Cheon-hee was speaking.
Is it like this?
Is this your uneducated life and this is all you have?
Gungpan gets angry at those words.
Hit me again.
Kaan-!
“It’s slow.”
His sword cannot pierce Qin Tianxi’s sword.
It is clearly a martial law that emphasizes strength and speed.
Even if it was a bit rough, it had to be cool and unobtrusive.
But what is this?
No matter how much you speed up, you cannot catch up. Why not come first, point out where his sword would be, and block it?
This is no different from playing for fools.
Kang! Kagak!
“As expected, it’s slow.”
Faster faster faster!
He tried to speed up and speed up, but he was still blocked by the ice crystal sword and couldn’t do anything.
Should I give up? hate.
Haven’t you already been defeated 10,000 times?
We have lost enough.
I know that this time too it will break and break. However, there is no law that says you have to give up.
The blood vessel began to scream.
A sharp pain rushes through my muscles.
Gungpan keeps swinging the sword again and again… and swinging it…!
‘Out of reach…’
The moment despair flashes in the eyes of the common man, Jin Cheon-hee scolds him.
“If you see it with your own eyes, it’s too late!”
“…!”
At that moment, Gungpan realized that his sword was right where his eyes could reach.
“Feel it.”
And only then did the Ice Jeonggeom, which had been used as a defensive weapon, begin to go on the offensive.
Kagak!
Kang kang!
Gungpan blocked Jin Cheonhee’s sword and began to block it again.
And then I realize it.
‘Oh, I see. Was my sword limited by my perception?’
According to the speed of the fuselage and according to the speed of thought.
Of course, that alone was a great thing, but in the end, did it itself become a ceiling that blocked the level?
‘I… what was I cutting for?’
Ting!
I feel the ice crystal sword with my fingertips.
The sword used to teach him is attacking just a little faster and a little sharper.
Only then did he…
‘I was foolish.’
The sword of daylight kept asking.
What is the speed of snow?
So what is the speed of your heart?
‘You chased after something useless.’
Isn’t this a path that has already been crossed thousands and hundreds of thousands of times?
What was this body afraid of and hesitating?
Soon, the swords of Gungpan turned into a shower and began to pour down.
It was a speed that far exceeded his perception.
It was rough and rough.
However, he was faster than anyone else.
“aha. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Only then did Jin Cheonhee laugh.
Probably because I accepted his answer.
But it’s still immature.
Therefore, Ice Jeonggeom asked again with a question.
‘What determines the speed of the heart?’
Geomro, who has become even faster, asks him.
I heard that Il-gwang doesn’t like murder that much.
However, it has the power to definitely split one of the limbs.
That is an even bigger risk for Kang Ho-in.
I can’t even imagine not being able to hold a sword!
It’s okay if you’re born a strong person and don’t take on even this level of risk.
The demon who had been defeated 10,000 times answered.
It was okay even if it was a wrong answer.
It was okay even if it was unfinished.
Aren’t there always times when you shouldn’t run away?
The demon sword strikes Jin Cheon-hee with all his might.
Setting the pace of your mind.
It’s….
‘It’s me…!’
At that moment, light began to appear in front of Gungpan’s eyes.
Ah, have I ever had such a bright mind in my entire life?
Enlightenment washes over his body in every nook and cranny.
However, you must not let down your guard.
This wind is bright but very strict.
Because if he lets his guard down, one of his limbs will definitely be torn off.
Into the light, into the light.
‘If I am the one who sets the pace, where do I come from?’
‘How far can I define myself?’
‘Is this a martial art that you have honed your whole life? Is it just a momentary moment? Was it an experience that came from a crossroads of life and death? Or is it the body that survived despite all this?’
Ka-gag-ka-ga-ga-gag!
As the sword and sword joined and fell, connected and scattered, the man realized that he had to answer.
‘…’
But no answer comes.
Even in this light, no one could tell me the answer.
I lost 10,000 times and got up 10,000 times.
A body that has never experienced anything like victory screams.
Is it broken?
Is it broken?
Will my limbs be shattered in that storm of light and I will be on a path from which I can never return?
‘How did we get there…!’
Tears welled up.
There was only wilderness behind him.
The only achievement is revenge.
What is the meaning of Muhak, which cannot give birth to anything and has not created anything?
In that case, wouldn’t it be better to disappear here and now and become wild grass…!
It wouldn’t be a bad thing if this path of martial arts ends in the hands of Il-gwang.
The other person is a master who has reached the modern level, so no one would call it a disgrace.
Another person inside him spoke.
‘I think I asked Il-gwang for guidance because I wanted to rest. ‘Because I wanted to let go of everything.’
The laughter of people pointing fingers that they have lost 10,000 times.
Nevertheless, this foolishness that never comes to enlightenment.
Even a terminal death.
‘….’
I know that if I just let go of all of this, I won’t have to suffer anymore.
‘Isn’t this enough?’
If I lose one of these arms… the end of my life will come easily.
It will have the sound of rest.
Then let’s die. My arms.
Let’s end with 10,000 defeats.
Kaaaaang!
But why?
He feels his arms moving against his will.
That I am moving along a path I have swung a thousand times, a hundred thousand times, just through habit.
‘Ah, even though I’ve lost my fighting spirit, are my arms still moving?’
Habit is a very scary thing.
I’m crying.
After feeling that far, I suddenly felt a surge of heat.
‘…I can’t do that.’
Regret arose.
‘What’s wrong with losing 10,000 times!’
‘Isn’t it a matter of just losing one more time?’
‘Once and a hundred thousand times! What if I lose?’
One step to enlightenment.
In a storm of light, the man stabbed the sword with all his might.
Ah, I found the answer.
This palm tree was telling me.
His habits showed that uneducated hands did not know victory.
‘What I am is….’
I take a deep breath.
At that moment, he feels the spirits of his body merging into one.
A man who has been defeated 10,000 times sees many faces.
They were all faces that had stepped on him.
There were people who laughed and felt pity, and at times, there were people who were out of breath and purely intoxicated with victory.
A face that is far from you, but is so close to you.
What did I see in it?
‘It’s a mental image…!’
Only then does a man define himself.
‘I am a mental image. ‘My mind is me and the scenery I see is me.’
At that moment, thread began to come out from the man’s pottery.
Wooooow!
The sword energy differentiates, and the wind creates a thread in the light.
“Oooooh!”
Everyone in the audience started to be shocked.
Even the three scholars who were giving commentary were speechless.
The swords emitted by the warrior who was defeated 10,000 times are so clean and vivid… they
even bring tears to some people’s eyes.
Transcendent.
In a trance, he continues swinging his sword.
Jin Cheonhee smiled.
‘okay. ‘10,000 defeats are truly beautiful.’
The congressman saw supreme beauty in the imagination of ordinary people.
It was an image that only someone who had never won could have.
Therefore, it was full of longing.
And Jin Cheon-hee’s sword began to break free as if responding to his realization.
‘It’s a good light.’
Slurp –
the ice crystal sword cried.
Now it’s time to grade his answers.
He was a strict teacher, and Bingjeonggeon was even more strict –
at that moment, Jin Tianxi looked into the eyes of those behind him.
These were the eyes of all those who laughed at Manpaedogwi before the dance began.
But instead of laughing, those eyes changed into a different light.
This too –
longing.
It was the same light as the Taoist sword emitted by someone who had been defeated 10,000 times.
Why do we lose our hearts to places that cannot be reached?
They see utopia in those they once despised.
There is nothing I can do about this.
This is the scene that Kang Ho-in dreamed of every day.
The congressman adjusts his sword and holds it.
Pingrrr-
‘Okay. I’ll show you.’
Even 10,000 defeats have meaning!
