< Episode 32: The Last Gate (3) >
As Jusalgok’s Yeomga picked the number 5 Mokgyeongun naturally became 2.
Mu Jang-yak who was still confident of winning even though he faced the toughest opponent held out his hand to Mo Gyeong-un and said
“In the end this is how we compete. “No matter who wins let’s do our best.”
Hearing these words Mok Gyeong-un grabbed his hand and said as if he was troubled.
“uh. “That might be difficult.”
“what?”
“If I do my best the relationship will become too boring so I’ll take it in moderation. So do your best there.”
‘!?’
Although he is always a relaxed person at this moment one of his eyebrows twitched and his emotions were revealed.
Is this guy Mok Gyeong-un taunting himself now?
Mu Jang Ruo looked straight into Mu Qingyun’s eyes.
Unlike his exalted self his eyes showed no particular emotion.
Seeing this Mu Jang-yak calmed down his emotions that had been boiling for a moment and regained his cool-headedness.
‘…Has it already started?’
It was clearly a provocation.
The guy was just as intelligent and good at strategy as he was.
He may have been trying to shake himself up and gain an advantage ahead of the fight.
At this Mujangyak opened his mouth with a smile.
“I am grateful that they are treating me appropriately. “It was originally advantageous but it looks like I will have an overwhelming advantage if that happens so I guess you’re not particularly interested in the chief position at the final gateway?”
It was an eye for an eye.
Mujangyak also deliberately provoked Mokgyeongun.
However Mok-gyeong-un did not show any particular reaction to this provocation of Mu-mak-yak.
Instead he chuckled and then turned his head.
‘….’
Seeing this Mu Mu-yak stuck out his tongue internally.
Ever since he was young he had often been told that he was as clever as he was talented in martial arts.
So he was confident that he wouldn’t lose to anyone in a fight or argument but strangely enough when he talked to this guy he felt like he was being manipulated.
‘There is no need to fall for provocation.’
Anyway the game is decided in a competitive match.
So I tried to ignore that too.
however
“….hey. “Thorough cultivation.”
While looking ahead Mu Jang-yak called Mo Gyeong-un.
After calling Mu Jang Yak thought to himself “Why are you like that?” He secretly regretted it but since he had already called he felt there was nothing he could do.
“Why are you doing that?”
In response to Mo Gyeong-un’s question Mu Jang-yak said:
“While we’re dancing shall we make a bet?”
“A bet?”
“okay.”
“Why should I do that?”
Mok Kyung-un said in a tone that he did not understand.
To this Mujangyak chuckled and answered.
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t have confidence.”
“oneself?”
“okay. “I thought it would be more fun to bet rather than just dance but there’s no need to do it if you don’t feel confident.”
It was a clear provocation.
He could have just passed it over but Mu Jang-yak who felt that he needed to make this relationship clear in this meeting tried to drag Mok Gyeong-un into a bet.
“Hmm.”
Mok Kyung-un who was stroking his chin sighed and said.
“What bet do you want to make?”
Mu Mu-yak did not show his words at these words but inside he thought that Mok Gyeong-un had fallen for his provocation and was delighted.
Now that his opponent has fallen for his provocation the only thing left to do is to beat the odds.
Armed Yak rolled his head in an instant.
He suggested a bet to provoke but he didn’t want to make his opponent feel resentful or angry even if he lost.
So what I came up with is
“How about the person who loses in a competition treats the person who wins as an older brother?”
“Brother?”
“okay. “Are you sure you’re up and down with each other?”
“Up and down…..”
“Not bad for a bet right? “No matter how competitive it may be we are not the enemies of Cheolcheon or enemies that need to be killed so there is no need to increase the stakes.”
The bet was enough to create a sense of impatience to win.
Hearing his words Mok Gyeong-un let out a faint groan and said.
“Hmm. “That’s not a very interesting bet.”
“Isn’t it fun?”
“yes. Is there really a need to bet on something like that?”
He thought he had crossed over but wasn’t that true?
Mu Jang-yak who was puzzled asked.
“…Then what do you think is a fun bet?”
“well. Wouldn’t it be better if the person who loses the competition becomes the winner’s faithful dog?”
“what?”
Mu Jang-yak’s expression hardened at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
We talked about betting at a level where neither party would be offended in case of an emergency but he went one step further.
Doesn’t being a faithful dog ultimately mean crawling under?
‘I’m not good at provocation but it’s too much.’
He laughed off most things but this time it was hard to laugh.
He was the one who bet first.
However if you avoid it just because the level of the bet has increased it becomes ridiculous.
Wen Jing Ruo slightly turned his head and looked at Mo Qingyun.
‘Does he have that much confidence? Or is he going to provoke me until the end?
It didn’t matter what happened.
The latter clearly worked.
From the moment we talked about making a bet to decide who would be the older brother it was as if I had been caught up in his provocation.
The warlord said clenching his fists as if he had made up his mind.
“Are you confident you won’t regret it?”
“That’s what I wanted to ask.”
“….It’s really amazing. I’ve never stopped anyone with an argument or something like this. good. Let’s do it. “It’s a bet that if you lose you become a faithful dog.”
It was enough to win anyway.
Although it is said that Mok Gyeong-un has special powers this is ultimately a martial arts competition.
He is confident that if he only uses martial arts no one can be his opponent.
Because you have ‘it’.
* * *
At the final stage of the dance the two cadets belonging to the first bracket walked to the middle of the square stood facing each other and warmed up.
They were wood-cultivating and armless-yak.
The people sitting as observers next to the podium in the square had different expressions.
Among them King Myeongdo Son Yun who came to check Mok Gyeong-un’s martial arts skills was surprised by something unexpected.
Son Yun motioned with his hand to call one of the warriors in red belts and asked.
“What did you say that child’s name was?”
“It’s an armed drug.”
“Armed drugs? Do you know where the martial arts family is?”
“I think he is from the Small and Medium Fire Department under this association but other than that I don’t know much.”
Sun Yun’s eyes narrowed at the warrior’s words.
A kid like that is from a small and medium-sized branch whose name is not well known?
At that time King Won Byeong-hak who was sitting right next to Myeongdo King Son Yun also said that he was quite surprised.
“This is amazing. “Have you ever had a child like that?”
“Did you notice it too?”
The energy emanating from Mujangyak who is warming up his body.
They noticed it with a feeling.
‘That child… has reached his peak.’
A cadet who is only seventeen or eighteen years old can reach the peak.
If their intuition was correct it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the best among the six.
It was truly unexpected.
I can’t believe that such an incredibly talented cadet was born from a small and medium-sized branch.
‘The opponent is not good.’
After seeing this armed medicine Myeongdo King Son Yun who turned his gaze to Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue inwardly.
I tried to check the level of skill of Mu Qingyun who defeated his disciple Ye Weishen but the opponent was too bad.
After all I had to face such a monster.
‘If you don’t prepare anything it might end up being boring.’
It is difficult to judge everything just by feeling but there is a big difference in the energy that is exuded.
No matter how much energy Mok Kyung-un had it would be difficult for him to be his opponent.
On the other hand King Won Byeong-hak who had no special interest in Mok Gyeong-un from the beginning whetted his appetite by looking at Armed Medicine.
‘…Was I too hasty?’
He had come with the unconditional purpose of bringing only the children of the secret scriptures.
So he reached an agreement with several observers in advance.
But there was such a talented person.
He tried not to show it but he regrets it.
‘I can’t really buy this back.’
Won Byeong-hak glanced at the other executives.
Away from them to the left Amjongju and Choeumgokju Hang Yeoliang were sitting side by side.
The two people also seemed to be having a conversation while looking at the armed medicine.
Hang Yeo-ryang said to the head of the cancer clan that it was interesting.
“I came to take the girl but there’s one who isn’t that bad of a boy.”
“Slut? “Did you dote on the child in the mother-in-law room?”
“Hehehe. “I heard it’s good wood.”
“Hmm. I’m really embarrassed. “I also wanted the child from the mother-in-law room so I came to Sihyeolgok for the first time in a long time.”
“oh. Is that so? “You overlapped with me.”
“It happened unintentionally. Oh hoho.”
Amjongju covers his mouth and smiles like a woman.
Hang Yeo-ryang the head of Choeum Gok followed suit and laughed.
Although they are smiling at each other why does it somehow sound like they are fighting?
Then Hang Yeoliang pointed to the armed medicine and said.
“How about you take that child away? “Mujaero seems to be the best among the current riders.”
“well.”
Amjongju stroked his chin and looked worried.
In response to this Hang Yeo-ryang said that he did not understand.
“Is there any reason to worry? “Are you sure you are doing this because you are afraid of being taken over by the King of Violence and the King of Myeongdo?”
“Oh ho ho. “There’s that reason but it’s because I’m drawn to that kid.”
“That kid?”
At the words of the Amjongju the Choeumgokju Hang Yeo-ryang looked at Mo Gyeong-un who was lightly relaxing on the other side of the Mu Jang-yak.
Although he was far away he was quite surprised by Mi-hyung’s face.
But that was it.
In my opinion he was a criminal who could only be considered first-class.
It wasn’t that I was weak at that age but I was definitely not at a level to be coveted as a disciple.
To this she said:
“I quite like the look but it’s all the same. “You’re sure it’s not because of my appearance right?”
“Oh hohoho. “It would be nice to have good looks as the icing on the cake.”
“If that’s all there is to it it’s meaningless.”
“If it’s going to get this far wouldn’t there be at least some way to hide it?”
“Well that could be it.”
In martial arts vision or secret numbers exist.
But the opponent was too strong.
The child who was called Armed Medicine just by his sense of energy was a child who had the potential to reach the state of transcendence at any time if he were to receive enlightenment in the near future.
She was originally the one who had her moharang spotted but she was so coveted.
Then Hang Yeoliang spoke as if it were entertainment.
“If you do that it’s cancerous. Would you like to make a light bet with me?”
“A bet?”
“yes. From what I’ve heard it seems like the head of the female clan thinks that kid has potential as well but I’ll bet that the winner will be within three seconds. “Of course the winner is that kid named Mujangyak.”
“Hmm. “What are the terms of the bet?”
“How about putting ownership of that girl on the line?”
“I guess that was Gokju’s purpose.”
“Hehehe. “I got caught.”
It was Hang Yeo-ryang who wanted a girl rather than a boy.
Since both parties wanted the same thing they proposed a bet to resolve the issue amicably.
At this the head of the clan smiled and said.
“It’s not bad. “If we bet on one win or lose it’s clear to anyone that there is a gap between those two kids so let’s do it this way.”
“What if I say it like this?”
“I’m going to bet that there is no chance of winning within three seconds.”
At these words of Amjongju Choeum Gokju Hang Yeoliang twitched his lips and then nodded his head.
“You won’t go back on what you said right?”
“Oh ho ho. “It’s a lot of money for a man.”
“…”
It seemed like something didn’t suit him but it didn’t matter.
Hang Yeoliang was confident that this battle could be decided in just one meal if done well rather than three battles.
The gap between the climax of the play and the top-notch master was too large.
If it was done well it could be the difference between victory and defeat in just one eclipse.
* * *
Poet Hyeolgok Joo Ji-yeom on the podium raised his hands up and shouted.
“Then say hello to each other.”
Mo Gyeong-un and Mu Jang-yak who were warming up looked at each other and put their hands together and made a handshake gesture.
Since it was a non-official role they were asked to say hello to show respect for each other.
While Mu Jang Yak was giving a gun salute he glanced sideways at someone next to the podium.
‘The King of Strength.’
Among them he was the one he wanted to have as his teacher.
When it comes to enemy martial arts the one who is considered one of the top three experts within the Cheonjihoe is the King of Violent Fighters.
Since his family was skilled in martial arts and boxing he was a martial artist who wanted to become his disciple and rise to a higher level.
In order to achieve what you want you must become the leader at the final gateway.
-Sigh!
Mu Jang Ruo turned his gaze and looked at Mu Qingyun.
On the surface it appears to be only top-notch but after observing it several times it is assumed that Mokgyeongun is at the peak level.
I don’t know how they hid their inaction but they were definitely not top-notch.
Mu Jingyak looked at Mo Qingyun and strengthened his fighting spirit.
‘It clearly determines the upper hand.’
You should never lose even because of a bet.
Mu Muyak quickly began to circulate Danjeon’s internal energy throughout his body.
The intention was to see a match in the early stages as the signal for Sihyeolgokju was falling.
‘Never let down your guard.’
Right from the start I will do my best to break his fighting spirit and win.
As he was doing so Hyeolgok Ju Ji-Yeom lowered his hand and shouted loudly.
“Start!”
It was almost as if Lee Ji-yeom’s signal was gone.
-Pot!
Mu Mu-yak who had been preparing with his whole body in awe kicked off the floor and launched a new weapon towards Mok-gyeong-un.
‘fast.’
Mo Yu-cheon who was watching this let out an exclamation.
I guessed that the armed forces would be strong but this movement now exceeded my expectations.
As expected he seemed to have reached his peak.
‘Risk water disturbance!’
-Papa papapak!
In an instant the armed forces that rushed in front of Mo Gyeong-un began to attack Jang Beop.
The flowing long grass like a gentle wave was splendidly embroidered and targeted the blood vessels on Mo Gyeong-un’s upper body.
‘How are you going to respond?’
Mu Jang Ruo glared at Mo Qingyun and thought.
Even if they reach the same peak those who have reached the peak are completely different in terms of strength and speed.
-widely!
At that time Mok Kyung-un moved back about half a step.
Then
-Poof! Swish! Swish! Swish!
‘!?’
Mu Mujang’s eyes narrowed.
After securing a distance of half a step Mok Gyeong-un moved his upper body flexibly and avoided all of the long shots.
How can you so easily avoid oil and water disturbances where it is difficult to distinguish between grass and true grass?
It was an unexpected response.
“Huh.”
King Won Byeong-hak who was watching their fight next to the podium couldn’t help but be surprised.
Mo Gyeong-un’s movements were not top-notch at all.
To avoid herbivory in that way one had to be at a certain level of equality.
‘You mean you hid your inaction?’
It was a match that was thought to end dully.
However with the moves Mok Kyung-un showed now it has become difficult to estimate victory or defeat.
‘…As expected.’
King Son Yun of Myeongdo also kept his eyes on Mok Gyeong-un’s movements.
I thought he might be hiding something but he was making moves that went beyond the best.
At that level it was no exaggeration to say that it had reached the peak of maturity or almost the extreme.
‘Do you know how to hide your energy?’
Having reached the peak of his power he was unable to accurately understand the inaction of Mok Cultivation.
That means one of two things.
This meant that he was a world-class expert who was far superior to himself or that he had a special way of hiding his energy.
However since the former was impossible based on common sense the latter was more likely.
‘That kid deserved to be pushed around.’
Mu Qingyun’s movements now were one step above Ye Weisian’s.
I could be sure just by looking at the avoidance of herbivory.
In this case it has become difficult to guess who will win the battle between the two.
-Papapapap!
“Gap.”
Mok Gyeong-un who had dodged all of the long moves stepped on the step and stretched out his fist aiming for the face of the armed warrior.
Then Mu Mu-yak flew backwards dodged his fist and at the same time kicked the floor and kicked his foot towards Mok Gyeong-un’s chin.
-Park!
Mok Kyung-un blocked his feet and tried to grab him at the same time.
Then
– Whilick!
Armed Yak kicked Mok Gyeong-un’s shoulder twisting and spinning his body.
-puck!
-Chrrrrrr!
Mo Kyung-un’s new model was pushed back about five steps.
As he landed on the floor the corners of Mu Mu’s mouth slightly turned up when he saw this.
I am now convinced of this.
It is said that Mok Gyeong-un has weaker internal strength than himself.
then
‘I look forward to winning.’
-Pot!
Armed Yak kicked off the floor and spread his fist with his right hand towards Mok Gyeong-un who had been pushed away.
‘Right hand fight!’
As the circles overlapped he flew in swaying like a moth along with several weeds.
Mok Gyeong-un who saw this tried to widen the distance by using foot techniques.
However the powerful sword of martial arts was filled with energy like Shaolin’s Hundred Treasures Divine Fist and rushed through the air as far as the distance was widened.
‘I have no choice but to stop it.’
For this he had to resort to his own hands.
Mok Gyeong-un perked up and held out his palm to block his attack.
But at that moment
-puck!
From an angle that was completely unexpected the bullet from the armament medicine struck Mo Gyeong-un’s right rib.
‘Huh?’
Mo Kyung-un’s body bent to the right side.
At the same time Kwon Moo-seong’s weapon struck his chest.
– Puff puff puck!
As the blows continued Mo Gyeong-un’s new form was pushed back more than ten steps.
-Chrrrrrrrr!
“under!”
Exclamations came from all over the stands.
As expected the method that Mu Mu-yak showed just now was something that no one expected.
Even King Son Yun muttered in surprise.
“…Right-handed chairman.”
He performed the boxing technique with his right hand and the training technique with his left hand.
I couldn’t believe it.
It was not like the same herbivore was being spread with both hands but different herbivores were being spread.
“Huh….”
Won Byeong-hak the King of Byeokryeok also couldn’t help but be surprised by Mu Mu-yak’s strange method.
This may seem like a simple principle at first glance but those who learned martial arts knew that this was close to impossible.
Spreading different herbivores with both hands meant thinking about two things at once and if you weren’t careful your luck system could get messed up.
‘I can’t believe you learned such strange techniques.’
He was truly an amazing kid.
It uses two different herbivores in one body.
It was no different from dealing with two masters at their peak.
‘The game is tilted.’
I don’t know what happened but if this were to happen it would be no exaggeration to say that the situation had already tilted towards the armed forces.
Even so his attack power seemed to be a level below that of the armored drug so how could he defeat such a monster?
‘…That’s going to be difficult.’
Myeongdo King Son Yun also had the same opinion.
It was surprising that he hid his skills but the opponent was so bad.
however
‘what?’
In fact Mu Jang Yak who had landed two critical hits on Mok Gyeong-un did not look very good.
He accurately matched the two chosiks with his secret trick the right-hand left jangjang.
Right in the middle of the ribs and chest.
It was no exaggeration to say that this was a fatal blow.
However as soon as I hit the target I felt a strange sensation of my air power dissipating for a moment.
‘…Is it an illusion?’
At that time Mok Gyeong-un who had been pushed back about ten steps straightened up and turned his neck to release it.
-Wood! Wow!
And then he spoke in a muttering tone.
“Ahh. “I tried to deal with it moderately and end it but this was unexpected.”
‘what?’
Mu Jang-yak frowned.
It’s truly outrageous that they are still acting with such bravado after suffering so many injustices.
I felt like I definitely had to finish it.
‘I’ll put an end to that bravado.’
-Pot!
Mu Mu-yak threw a new weapon towards Mok-gyeong-un.
Now that I had revealed my trump card I was planning to play it out openly.
‘Right-handed chairman. Gwonhangyeose (拳沆如世)! Good luck with flowing water!’
The twine and the long grass unfold at the same time.
This created a situation where two masters were working together at the same time.
‘It’s over!’
That was the moment when I was sure.
“Is this roughly how you do it?”
-Papa papapak!
At that moment Mujangyak could not contain his astonishment.
Mok Gyeong-un who was staring at himself as he rushed in nodded his head and soon began to spread out different types of food with both hands just like himself.
‘!!!!!!!!!!’
< Episode 32: The Last Gate (3) > end
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