Chapter 546: I
deliberately sighed and answered as if I was in trouble.
“It can’t be. Only those who have experienced it know how thorough our teacher is. If I were to make these grand plans on my own, I would be very scolded. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“…I see. All right. Let me just leave now. I was very rude by coming to see you unexpectedly at night. “I will make sure to send you a gift of gratitude for this later.”
“Oh, that doesn’t happen.”
With that said, he said hello and sent the head of the royal family.
The amount of tea in Amyeongdangju’s cup had not decreased by even half.
I thought I drank a lot of tea, but it looks like I only wet my lips.
‘It’s a place like this. Gangho is like this.’
Has Master been doing this on his own all this time?
It seems like they’ll be okay with just this much entertainment, but it’s really amazing.
Suddenly, I looked at Jin Cheon-hee’s tea cup and saw that the water in it had not diminished at all.
‘okay. ‘I didn’t even feel thirsty.’
Although he was smiling, he didn’t have the spirit to drink tea because he was holding a sword in his chest.
‘Everyone… seems to think it’s simple to kill people out of greed.’
They say the higher you go, the farther you can see, and that’s exactly what it looks like now.
As I stood in the position of a teacher, I could see the desires of each human being so clearly that it touched my stomach.
“Hwanggu. “Come here.”
What?
Jin Cheon-hee hugged Hwang-gu, buried her nose in his forehead, and smelled him.
When you’re feeling down, your fur friend’s forehead is the best medicine.
‘okay. This is what Kangho is like. ‘It’s like this.’
So I fell asleep, hugging Hwanggu tightly.
Hwang-gu tossed and turned a few times, feeling uncomfortable in his owner’s arms, and eventually fell asleep together.
In my dream, I ran through endless waves of rice fields ahead of harvest.
Into the waves, a huge cultivator harvested the harvest.
Suddenly, I realized that all the waving rice ears resembled the fur of yellow porcupines.
As expected, Hwanggu smelled good.
Even if the land is different and the constellations are different, dogs are always the same.
Dogs are stupid.
People are different yesterday and different today, but dogs don’t even know that and remain the same until they die.
Where could there be a fool like this?
I like that kind of idiot.
* * *
next day.
The round of 32 has begun.
“Oh, Eunkong. “I don’t have a game today, but I have a dance at Cheonwoo Dojang.”
Sima Hui smiled softly and handed some clothes to Jin Tianxi.
“This is the outer garment that my brother told me to give to Prince Eun. “It’s going to be very windy and very cold.”
The thick robe looked expensive and warm at first glance.
Sima Hui naturally tried to cover Jin Tianxi’s shoulders with it. Aren’t the members of the National Assembly passing by surprised when they see it?
Jin Cheon-hee was seen as Hyeonwonjeondanshingong.
Sima Hye noticed this and smiled as if everything went according to plan.
‘Hye, is it really okay for you to get married because of me?’
At that moment, Sima Hui whispered softly.
[Eun-gong, stay still!]
My body stopped for a moment due to that intimidating feeling. Sima Hui naturally placed a robe over Jin Tianxi’s shoulders.
“Have a nice trip. “Eun-gong.”
Isn’t your face blushing on purpose?
[Hye-ah… You really are….]
[I’m really sorry. Eunkong.]
This is the one I’m sorry about.
Now, there may already be rumors going around about the royal palace, but it will end up being staked anyway.
‘Is there perhaps a hawk that clings tenaciously?’
* * *
The blood robe that Sima Xuan handed over was so extravagant that it seemed like something that no one could ever get except from a place like Jinhyeolbang.
‘Hyuna. Brother, it’s a burden…’ If
Sima Hyeon had covered it, I would have refused, but since Hye Ah covered it, it was difficult to take it off.
At times like this, Hyeon-i and Hye just seem to get along so well.
Occasionally, they would engage in team play that was so bold that it would put you off.
‘okay. Hye-ah must have something in mind.’
With that in mind, I went to watch Cheonwoo’s match in the round of 32.
“Wow… I thought it was some kind of celestial being walking, but it turned out to be Byeok-an Gwang-ui.”
“Even the clothes are flashy, so they really stand out.”
“Is it true that you said you became sworn brothers with the person who became the fire chief of Geumhyeolbang this time?”
“Cheonmyeonhori is also crazy, so let’s see if there’s something that crazy people have in common.”
“I agree. “Isn’t the nickname Gwangmyeonhori becoming more and more popular these days?”
‘No, you guys! ‘I do crazy things so I’m probably a crazy person, but not my Hyun!’
I cried out in my heart, but no one would understand.
How extremely rational Hyeon is.
“Independent faction Cheonwoo Dojo vs. communal faction Fujian Yang! “Everyone, go!”
Everyone rushes to bet money on those words.
Without hesitation, Jin Cheonhee bet on Cheonwoo.
It’s natural for that guy to win.
As we sat down, Cheonwoo and the Gongpa master had already exchanged greetings and assumed a herbivore posture.
‘Wow, I was almost late.’
thank god. Still, I was able to come right before the game started.
“Start dancing!”
Jiiiiiiing–!
As soon as the gong sounded, the gong master was the first to attack.
‘Are you going to use the magic sword technique as expected? Definitely the co-sect’s martial arts sword technique is the new gongjeolhak.’
The master of the communal faction immediately raised his sword energy and began to attack.
I looked into his attacks and analyzed the magic sword technique.
‘The characteristics of the Fumana Sword Technique are, of course, the bizarre sword strokes and strange movements.’
In particular, he flails his arms and legs in an unusual way, and to the average person, he may look like a madman rather than a swordsman.
However, such flailing movements actually serve to increase the destructive power of the sword, and since there seem to be many loopholes, it is easy to get into it and be counterattacked by a thoroughly calculated sword technique.
Sure enough, I could hear the luxury people whispering next to me.
“I don’t know what kind of crazy person is messing around here.”
“The swordsmanship of the communal faction is originally like that. “It’s like a monkey running wild.”
However, Cheonwoo blocked his sword with only his fist.
Taang!
“Oh! Indeed, Shaman Gwangan! “Block that and draw all the time.”
“You must have found Turo in an empty room. But wasn’t it Shaman Light Dragon?”
Due to his brother’s greed to show off his political affiliation, Cheon-woo’s byeol-ho is wandering around with nowhere to go.
The master of the communal faction continued to attack and defend, but was unable to break through Tianyu’s taijiquan.
“profit!”
The angry shouting can be heard all the way to the audience.
“It’s worth it. Isn’t it at best tai chi? “I can’t break through that with Shin Gongjeolhak.”
“Tsk, tsk, when I get back, I’ll be training in closed pipes for ten years.”
“If it were me, I would hit my head on a beam and commit suicide. “What should I do with that shame?”
“If you think about it, Shaman Dok-an’s personality is really… dirty.”
“Even after seeing the sword fluttering around like that, you only respond with taijiquan, right? “You’re a poisonous bastard.”
‘no. Our Cheonwoo doesn’t pull out his sword to avoid killing people!’
Jin Cheon-hee’s silent cry rings out.
Finally.
As if Cheonwoo had made up his mind, he took a step forward and dug into the opponent.
The swordsman of the communal faction belatedly headed towards Cheonwoo, but his wrist was caught by Cheonwoo’s large hand.
Crack!
I broke my arm and dislocated it. next.
Taang!
Hit the abdomen and throw it away.
Kwagwagwagwagwang!
“Over-the-counter card! “The winner is the non-partisan Cheonwoo Dojo!”
Waaaaaaah–!
The people’s shouts grew louder.
“What a great hand. “For a shaman sect to show such a subversive display with just Tai Chi!”
“At this point, who would call it Tai Chi? “Something more subversive than Hwang Bo-sae’s single fist!”
Among the luxurious people, Jin Cheon-hee was the only one who was a little happy.
‘Cheonwoo. Still, compared to the last time, there was more to the trick of competent steelmaking. Indeed, it is our Cheonwoo. I can’t believe I’ve already learned this much.’
just as expected.
Even in the non-partisan camp, cheers rang out.
It’s worth it.
Compared to his martial arts skills, Cheonwoo felt like his reputation had been lowered.
“Cheonwooyaaa!”
Gwonjenim shouts.
‘Oh, Emperor Gwon is here too.’
Although he is said to raise his students like weeds, he continues to smile as if he is happy about this victory.
As Cheon-woo went down unarmed, Jin Cheon-hee also stood up and approached Cheon-woo to congratulate him on his victory.
I heard Gwonje’s voice.
“Oh my, this puppy! You’ve finally mastered competent steelmaking! okay. “You may be ugly, but your brains are brilliant.”
Are you happy? Or are you swearing?
‘Just be honest and praise me for doing a good job.’
Well, warriors are usually immature at expressing their emotions.
It’s different from smirking.
In particular, shamans like Shaman Gwonje, who have lost countless precious people, tend not to be able to say ‘good job’ or ‘thank you’ straight away.
Rather, Master Zhuge Lin is somewhat unique.
Emperor Gwon was praising Cheonwoo and finally found this place.
“Oh, you’re here!”
“I meet you, Shaman Gwonje.”
“It’s okay, so come here.”
He couldn’t hide his joy and pulled Jin Cheon-hee’s collar.
Even though all I do is pull the collar, I can vaguely feel Geumnasu’s tricks.
‘ah. Have you become stronger?’
I don’t know if the state has changed from the outside, but why do I feel a sense of madness, as if I was facing Mt. Wudang?
Gwon Je-nim immediately guided the two people to a nice tea room.
Then, he started by sharing stories that had been left behind.
“You’re doing well. “I heard your accomplishments are amazing.”
“That’s too much praise.”
“Anyway, you should be more arrogant. “Because a strongman likes an arrogant strongman and does not like a humble strongman very much.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha.”
As we were talking back and forth, King Gwon suddenly spoke up.
“The elders were making a lot of noise because of the political war.”
“…I see.”
“Well, the interests of so many forces are intertwined. And the movement of the classmate was discovered. The imperial family desperately wants a civil war. “Tsk, tsk.”
As expected, you are working undercover.
I have a headache.
“So… do you want to stop it?”
“….”
Misreading –
I took a bite of the refreshment.
“No decision has been made yet.”
“So whose side do you want to take?”
“…I don’t plan to take Safa’s side. Although political factions are hypocritical, they are better than not having them at all.”
“Kkkkkkkkkk. “Have you already crossed a bridge that you shouldn’t cross?”
I don’t deny that statement.
“yes. “The bridge has already been crossed, and if something like Haesabang or Hangzhou’s back alley greenery unfolds before my eyes, I will move.”
“okay. Even if it’s hypocrisy, it’s better than cutting people and extorting money in broad daylight. Of course, you don’t like hypocrisy either.”
A blue light flickers between the long bangs and then returns.
What kind of calculations is being made with this small head?
I was curious about the shaman power system, but I didn’t bother to ask.
‘Haven’t we seen many times what this child wants most?’
Even though the method is neither Kangho’s nor the world’s and is something very foreign, in the end, the goal has always been to become a living person.
