< Episode 33: Battle for disciples (3) >
How can you laugh and say that it is okay to kill or maim your brother?
It wasn’t like he was deliberately pretending to be calm and just rolling his head.
‘…Is that guy really crazy?’
Cho-eum-gokju Hang Yeo-ryang himself was notorious for his eccentric and unruly temperament but this was the first time he had met someone like this.
That wasn’t intentional bluff.
Does that mean that the friendship between the two brothers is not particularly deep?
This could have been the case as there were some who even attempted to take each other’s lives in a fight over the successor to the family.
‘This kind of threat would be meaningless.’
The feeling of wanting to force it right away grows stronger.
While I was doing that I heard someone’s voice in my ear.
“Hang Gokju. “It seems like it’s against the rules to have contact with cadets when the closing ceremony hasn’t even taken place yet.”
-Shudder!
For a moment she was startled and turned her head to the side.
The owner of the voice was Amjongju.
Amjongju did not take her eyes off the place where the dance was taking place.
She frowned at this.
‘That’s ridiculous. Jeoneumipmil is a method that transmits sound only to a specific person so it would not have been able to be heard.’
This was not a technique that could be eavesdropped on no matter how advanced it was.
But how did he realize that he was trying to contact Mo Kyung-un?
As she was doing this the head of Amjong spoke as if he had read her thoughts.
“If you look at it too blatantly it will be noticeable.”
“…What are you talking about?”
She gave up her pretense.
Then the head of the female clan spoke with a characteristic laugh.
“Oh ho ho. It is said that there are many special techniques related to this sound in Pagoneummun a Buddhist temple of Choeumgokju. “I heard that there is something called Jeonum Ipmil (傳音入密) that allows you to convey your thoughts to a specific person right?”
“…..”
Hearing these words from Lord Yan Hang Yeo-ryang’s expression hardened coldly.
I knew that Amjongju was mainly involved in close work but I did not know that he even knew about Jeoneum Ipmil one of the techniques of the Samun.
That means
‘Surveillance is continuing.’
He thought he was out of sight of Hoeju but it turns out that wasn’t the case.
To her dismay her cancer master continued speaking without even giving her a glance.
“This is a technique I really want to learn. However there are laws and rules that must be followed within the congregation so I hope Gokju will keep that in mind.”
“…..”
She didn’t answer anything.
She felt displeased for knowing the tricks of the recluse but it was not good for her to cause friction with Lord Amjong who was the eyes and ears of Lord Hui.
“Oh!”
As I was doing that exclamations came from all over.
I did it for some reason but it was because of the dance that was taking place in the plaza gymnasium.
“Hoo.”
Her eyes narrowed as if she was surprised by the cancer.
As expected it was a competitive dance that was unfolding almost from the start.
However most people chose Jusalgok’s Yeomga as the winner of this dance.
That’s because when you see Yeomga doing herbivorous work in Bimou he was just aiming for the right moment like a very experienced expert.
On the other hand Mok Yu-cheon seemed to lack experience in mixing but he made up for it with his excellent sense.
‘But in the end the key is experience.’
Therefore it was thought that low prices would become more advantageous as time passed.
It was the same for Amjongju.
however
“Cough…cough…”
Black blood was flowing from the mouth of Cheomga who was kneeling on one knee in the training hall.
What on earth is this?
Mu Qingyun looked at Mu Yuqian who was standing in front of Yanjia with narrowed eyes.
“Haa…haa….”
Mok Yu-cheon is breathing heavily.
A faint red haze was rising from his body and his skin had completely turned brown.
Even the egg whites had turned brown and the appearance was truly bizarre.
‘What is that?’
Even the experts of Cheonjihoe who were relatively free-thinking in martial arts were shaken because it was their first time seeing something like that.
Mingdo King Son Yun crossed his arms and muttered.
“The air power has nearly doubled.”
This was clearly felt by him who was more sensitive to vibes than anyone else.
After Mo Yu-cheon who was just at the beginning of his peak just a moment ago became like that his power soared sharply.
It was almost like reaching the climax.
King Won Byeong-hak also frowned and said that he did not understand.
“Is it true that this child has learned boating?”
Sakong (邪功).
In martial arts it means learning it in a way other than the existing route.
Among the masters of the Sapa there are some who have learned the art of sailing and have rapidly advanced in martial arts.
However because this method deviated from the normal path the side effects were significant.
For example because of the rapid growth it was difficult to grow beyond a certain level or there were many cases where the blood vessels were twisted or suffered from the evil eye due to incorrect fortune-telling methods.
Son Yun the King of Myeongdo said while looking at Mo Yu-cheon’s brown eyes.
“….If you have mastered boating you might have to subdue that kid.”
One of the biggest problems with boatmen was that their energy rapidly increased affecting their brains causing them to lose their senses and run wild.
Looking at Mo Yu-cheon’s appearance now he was definitely not normal.
-under! Your work is finally seeing the light of day.
The young man’s voice rang in my ears.
Mok Gyeong-un also nodded his head slightly.
Yeonmokhwasimbeop which is a practice exclusively used for long poles by Yeonmokgeomjang was an upward martial arts practice but was by no means a sailor.
Rather he was following the principles of Jeongdo and Yangsaeng properly.
However the problem that Mo Yu-cheon learned was that Mo Gyeong-un changed the composition at will.
‘Is that true?’
It seemed like the side effects had finally appeared.
In fact it was not strange for something like this to happen at any time because it touched the ascending martial arts method of Lotus Flower Heart.
Now I can say that I was lucky that this happened.
-Looking at it it appears to be close to a runaway state. If you’re unlucky all your blood vessels may rupture and you could die right here.
Hearing Cheongnyeong’s words Mokgyeongun twitched the corner of his mouth.
‘Is it okay?’
It was Mo Gyeong-un who was thinking of dealing with Mo Yu-cheon at the right time.
However if I were to lose my life as a side effect of the meditation in front of everyone I would feel comfortable because I would not have to use my hands.
However Ma Seung’s condition appears to be worse than expected.
“Cough…cough…”
Just now Mu Yuchun’s attack power soared sharply and he received a blow to his chest and he continued to cough up blood.
The demonic monk lowered his head and glanced at his neck.
It seemed as if he was asking what to do when he saw this.
‘hmm.’
A demonic monk would be able to alleviate the injury to some extent by adjusting the possessed body but isn’t that a normal injury?
The side effects could have been made worse by forcing Mo Yu-cheon to use the wrong mental technique.
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and sent a message.
-Just hold back a little and deal with Mok Yu-cheon….
It was right then.
-thud!
At that moment the demon’s eyes rolled over and he collapsed.
‘this…..’
What on earth is going on?
Although it is said that when one is possessed by a body one is affected to some extent by it the body is literally no different from clothes so one should be able to control the pain.
But why did you faint?
-Srurr!
At that moment Mo Kyung-un frowned slightly.
This was because the demonic monk who had been possessed by Cheomga’s body escaped from it.
Why did I suddenly come out of the flesh?
While he was puzzled Ma Seung spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
-……
‘what? Are you dying?’
Surprisingly the reason the demon monk escaped from the body was because Jusalgok Yeomga’s body had passed away.
Of course it was Mok Gyeong-un who thought he would win easily.
But that expectation was wrong.
-……
Hearing what Ma Seung said Mo Kyung-un looked at Mo Yu-cheon with narrowed eyes.
According to Ma Seung’s words the moment he was about to conclude the fight because he thought the game was won he was struck by a surprise blow and after that the veins in his chest suddenly began to rupture.
He said he tried to repair the injured area but the blood vessels ruptured so quickly that there was nothing he could do.
-It’s truly a coincidence.
‘yes?’
-Are you saying that a blind fish was caught with this?
It was difficult to know what the young man was saying.
As he was doing so Mok Yu-cheon whose whole body was still browning and looking strange approached the fallen body of Yan Ga and tried to stretch out his hand.
at that moment
-Pot!
Someone blocked his path.
He was Kwak Mun-gi a senior warrior assisting Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom.
“The game has been won. “Stop.”
Kwak Wen-ki stretched out his hand with a somewhat nervous expression and showed caution to Mo Yu-cheon.
As expected Mo Yu-cheon’s appearance was quite dangerous no matter who saw it.
It was not strange for him to run wild at any time.
While Kwak Wen-ki was tensed Mo Yu-cheon immediately took two steps back.
‘I still have reason left.’
Senior warrior Kwak Mun-gi felt fortunate at this.
It was a dangerous situation in which if he had lost his temper and run wild he might have had to be suppressed in some way.
-Sigh!
Just like that Kwak Mun-gi placed his finger on the neck of the fallen Yeom-ga.
Then he frowned and looked at the podium.
Seeing that Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom’s expression hardened.
‘this…’
He was the one who sent me to check if he was alive or dead because he looked suspiciously like he had collapsed.
But looking at that expression it seemed like my concerns had become reality.
It was truly embarrassing.
Death at the gate of Sihyeolgok was not a big problem but it was quite unfortunate that someone of the caliber of Jusalgok died here.
Of course at the last hurdle.
At that time Mo Yu-cheon could not hide his embarrassment when he saw the reaction of senior warrior Kwak Mun-ki.
‘What the hell is this…’
Mo Yu-cheon had absolutely no intention of killing Yan Ga in this fight.
However the moment he memorized the lotus flower mind technique he was unconsciously possessed by a tremendous killing spirit.
I couldn’t figure out why.
Even now a strong urge was boiling inside me and I felt like I wanted to run away at any moment.
However Mo Yu-cheon suppressed this with extreme patience.
‘Stop…Stop.’
-Sssssss!
Soon after Mo Yu-cheon’s skin color began to gradually lighten.
A strange look appeared in the eyes of several executives who saw this.
‘Suppress your impulses?’
To them seeing Mo Yu-cheon like this was quite refreshing.
Looking at the rapid increase in aerodynamic force and the strange browning of the skin it was close to a form just before a runaway due to a side effect of boatmanship.
However he suppressed it and controlled it.
‘Look at this guy.’
For some this was quite refreshing.
Even if he had a fairly strong mentality it would have been difficult for him to overcome his impulses but he shows that level of patience at that age.
On the other hand Mok Gyeong-un ate his food as if he was disappointed.
‘It’s a shame.’
I was hoping to crash and die right here but I endured it instead.
I could say I was lucky.
Cheongnyeong must have felt the same way and agreed with him.
-You are such a lucky sentient being.
‘I see.’
-But it’s really fun.
What’s fun?
She said to her puzzlement.
-The decision of four sentient beings to arbitrarily change their minds without much thought has such an effect.
‘……’
There was nothing to say about it.
I called it out randomly but who would have predicted that such a strange phenomenon would occur such as an explosion of power and damage to the blood vessels?
However there has been no change in the fact that the new method of thinking is still dangerous.
* * *
About half an hour passed like that.
The situation turned out to be unfortunate.
The reason was that Mok Kyung-woon’s opponent Moharang of Mohwabang withdrew during the next round of the match saying he was not confident of winning the match.
However in this case it was Mok Gyeong-un and Mok Yu-cheon who were competing to win the final hurdle.
The executives who came as observers could not help but be surprised.
Who would have imagined that brothers from a martial arts family would fight for the chief position?
It was also the first time in the history of Sihyeolgok Gateway.
and
‘Two brothers held hostage compete.’
“Oh hoho.”
Amjongju one of the observers who knew the identity of Brother Mokga found this situation quite interesting.
On the other hand Myeongdo King Son Yun who had led them directly clicked his tongue inwardly.
‘How could this happen…’
At first he thought that these two would lose their lives in Sihyeolgok but he never expected this outcome.
If this fact were to spread within the Cheonjihoe it would cause great controversy.
In a way the fact that two members of the political faction who were not members of the Cheonjihoe and held hostage were fighting for the position of head of the Sihyeolgok Gate was quite a blow to their pride.
No it was also unpleasant.
‘…The Lord of the Association shook hands.’
If we hadn’t sent them here from the beginning none of this would have happened.
But these two survived until the end.
And these two even had the opportunity to become disciples of the executives of Cheonjihoe according to the law of Sihyeolgok.
Even Hoiju would not have expected this at all.
‘There’s nothing I can do now.’
In this situation it would have been better to make those two completely members of the Heaven and Earth Council.
In that case it could be conversely made into a symbol.
It is a great symbol of betrayal as he turns his back on the political faction which can be said to be the root of the later political faction and grows into a talented person in the Heaven and Earth Association.
“ruler. “The two of you should stand facing each other.”
At that time Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom who was on the podium called them to the training hall and made them face each other.
The two brothers stood facing each other like that.
“Then start dancing!”
Lee Ji-yeom lowered his raised hand and shouted.
When the start signal was given Mo Yu-cheon took a stance and spoke with an angry look on his face.
“Is it you?”
“what?”
Mok Kyung-un asked back casually.
Mok Yu-cheon then narrowed the distance one step at a time and argued.
“You didn’t teach me how to think properly!”
I didn’t doubt it at first.
This was because it had gone through several verification processes.
However when I came here and experienced tree farming and got to know his true character I became convinced.
What he meant was that he clearly did not properly teach the details of the lotus flower method exclusively for the head of the family.
‘Because of you I…..’
He was obsessed with death and killed someone while he was at work.
And even now I was suppressing it because I couldn’t control it.
Even if they were half-brothers I hoped that if they were from the same family they would at least receive remorse even if they could not take responsibility for these side effects.
however
‘!?’
Mo Kyung-un said with a grin.
“It’s so wonderfully stupid that I just realized that.”
“you!!!!!”
Mo Yu-cheon whose anger rose to the point of his head threw a new weapon at Mo Gyeong-un.
He’s trying to do the best he can.
-Papak!
At that moment Mok Kyung-un flicked his wrist like lightning snatched his neck and slammed him to the floor.
-bang!
“Ugh!”
And then he whispered in my ear.
“What can you do to me like this? “Why don’t you try that method instead?”
< Episode 33: Battle for disciples (3) > end
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