< Episode 44 Talent (3) >
‘The 3rd second Yeonghwan Dojin (映患刀鎭) of the method of returning to the evil spirit!’
Non-hwanguidobeop the solemn reading season of Amjongju.
Among them Yeonghwan Dojin who can be said to be the most subversive slashed Woo Horang a confidant of Hoeju’s third disciple Wi Soyeon diagonally from the shoulder to the chest.
-Sigh!
“Oops!”
A scream came out from the mouth of Woohorang who had been cut by a sword.
Then he was unable to keep his posture stumbled backwards and fell to the floor.
Will he die like this?
At that time Woohorang’s eyes which had been closed opened and
“Cough…! Cough…”
The tiger was coughing blood.
Fortunately he did not lose his life.
“Haa…haa….”
How long has it been since you were cut head-on by someone else?
No this was the first time something like this had happened.
‘I… lost?’
Mok Gyeong-un was not a higher expert than himself but was rather a low-ranking expert in terms of skill.
However he himself could not have predicted that he would lose in the battle of using herbivores.
What is a loss?
It seemed to lie in the anomaly of Mokgyeongun and the use of various martial arts.
If he had known anything about him in the first place he might not have let his guard down like this.
But what can you do with this?
Defeat was defeat with no room for excuses.
A shadow was cast over his face.
Immediately Mo Kyung-un approached him and was looking down at him from above.
Woo Tiger said this.
“Cough cough… why… didn’t you… cut… properly?”
Although there was quite a bit of bleeding Mu Qingyun’s sword did not cut him deep enough to be fatal.
If he had been cut one inch deeper he might have died.
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled at his words then bent down and struck a blood in Woo Ho-rang’s chest.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
‘Hemostasis point.’
The place where Mok Gyeong-un drew blood was with acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and said to Woo Ho-rang who was looking at him with his puzzled eyes.
“If I kill you your master Lady Wi So-yeon and even the elder King Myeong-do will try to kill me so that’s unreasonable.”
“….”
-closely!
Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words like this Wu Tigress bit his lower lip.
He was truly humiliated.
In other words it could be said that he would not have accepted it if it were not for his master and master.
What can a loser say here?
“good.”
Woo Tiger spoke briefly to Mo Kyung-un.
Mok Gyeong-un asked this.
“Where are you going? Wasn’t he coming to get me? “The lady called me so I took him to see his face…”
“Are you planning to make me miserable?”
“Misery? Ahhh. “Is it because of the injury?”
You can easily get over it but this guy goes out of his way to hit the nail on the head.
Wu Tigress said straining his neck.
“I will tell the young lady that I proposed to have a wedding first because I wanted to repay my debt to the priest so please leave.”
This was the biggest concession.
I didn’t want to see this guy looking so triumphant after losing in a fight.
“iced coffee. So I’m asking you not to meet the young lady.”
“Who says that….”
“yes yes. “If you want it I’ll give it to you.”
“…Then just go nicely. No more with you…”
“Have you forgotten anything?”
“what?”
“Don’t you have something for me?”
“What should I give you?”
For a moment Woo Horang’s eyes wavered.
When he lost he was so angry that he forgot about it.
In the first place before the match he was the one who proposed a bet with the hand of the young lady that each had.
‘Damn it.’
At that time he was absolutely certain that he would win.
But the result was just the opposite.
Woo Tiger gritted his teeth and said pointing downwards at Mo Kyung-un.
“It’s in the pocket of my right waist.”
“Is that so?”
Without hesitation Mok Kyung-un took the card out of the right pocket hanging on his waist.
Since this plaque was not given directly by Wi So-yeon anyway taking it would only arouse unnecessary suspicion and had no effect.
but
“It’s unfortunate. “I made this bet for no reason.”
– Quad deuk!
As the tile was broken and crushed in Mu Qingyun’s hands Wu Horang was unable to use the tile given to him by his lord Wei Shaoyan.
Looking at the pieces of the shattered card Woo Ho-rang could not hide his despair.
I wanted to reveal my own feelings to her using the excuse of defeating her at that moment to become the person most precious to her.
However it all went to waste.
“Then take care of yourself and later… Ah! “I almost forgot.”
Mok Kyung-un who was trying to get up bent down again and whispered in his ear.
“I’m telling you this just in case but I don’t care one bit who you like. So you don’t have to worry about me talking about it.”
“….”
Wu Tiger frowned at his words.
Can I trust what this guy says?
Even so he was worried that this guy might tell the young lady about his true feelings that he had been hiding.
As I was doing this Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.
“Thanks to you it has become much easier to choose. thank you.”
“what?”
Woo Ho-rang’s expression hardened at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
What does this mean now?
Has it become easier to choose?
‘no way?’
Realizing the true meaning of these words Mok Gyeong-un leaves him alone his face turning red and stands up without any hesitation.
Mo Gyeong-un looked at the sword body of the evil sword.
“That’s great.”
It was definitely a treasured sword made by the legendary master Gu Yaza before the sword.
There was not a single trace of blood on the sword body.
With clumsily cast or made swords blood sticks to the body after cutting something making it sticky or rusty but strangely enough this sword was clean.
It’s like you’ve washed yourself.
-…You won’t choose that middle-aged woman.
Mok Gyeong-un who was looking at the sword with satisfaction heard Cheongryeong’s voice in his ears.
Mok Gyeong-un did not deny this.
-I guess.
After experiencing his priest Yeop Wiseon and his executioner Woohorang there seemed to be no one particularly useful around Hoeju’s third disciple Wi Soyeon.
Before her henchmen see her as their lord they see her as a woman.
Accordingly it was her husband who decided to exclude her.
-This committee has the same judgment as you.
Cheongryeong also agreed with Mok Gyeong-un’s decision.
Woo Ho-rang who competed with Mok Gyeong-un was a member of the Five Tigers known as the best latter-day exponents of the Cheonjihoe and could be said to be her right hand man.
A person like that acts against his lord’s will out of love?
Then there was no need to look any further than that organization.
-Not having subordinates can also be said to be of poor quality as a leader.
No matter how outstanding Soyeon Wi is as an individual if those around her are not up to par and have other agendas the position of successor will be difficult.
-But what can I do? The second one doesn’t seem to be a very good choice either.
In Qingling’s view the problem was not just her third disciple Wei Xiaoyeon.
Her second disciple Jang Neung-ak seemed to have many good talents under his wing but he himself did not seem to have a very good disposition as a leader.
-It must be hard to choose between the two.
-I see.
What Mok Kyung-un wanted now was the person who was closest and most worthy of being his successor.
If you get closer to such a person your chances of somehow coming into contact with Hoeju will increase.
-If you don’t like either of them there are other options.
-…What if there is another option?
-Why are you asking if you know?
-Are you talking about the original plan?
-okay.
-That would be one way but the situation has changed.
-…It’s still time to develop strength sentient being. The situation hasn’t changed.
-I think it would be a bit inefficient to focus on building strength.
-Inefficiency? Didn’t you become too impatient after finding out that the owner of the company was connected to the person you’re seeking revenge on?
-well. I just want to know.
-Don’t rush. In order to shake things up internally it is still time to grow and create allies internally.
Hearing the young man’s words Mok Gyeong-un smiled slightly.
Neck Cultivation’s purpose was to find the person who killed her grandfather but her purpose was to avenge her own resentment.
So she had no choice but to change her thoughts here.
Mok Gyeong-un answered her advice half-heartedly.
-yes yes.
-…Listen at least with your ears.
Cheongnyeong clicked her tongue inwardly.
Anyway when she makes her own decisions she doesn’t listen to other people’s advice.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
-I don’t think there’s any need to limit it to the second and third disciples.
-what? You can’t believe it?
-I would like to see the Archduke.
-…You mean that guy who is currently closest to the position of Hoeju?
-yes. I remember it like that.
Like Lee Ji-yeom Lord of Sihyeolgok Lord Amjong has currently secured the most support within the Cheonjihoe and it is said that the person closest to the successor due to his strength alone is Na Yulyang the archduke.
From this point of view joining his subordinates might actually increase the probability of contact with Hoeju.
Cheongryeong clicked his tongue and spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
-Tsk tsk. That doesn’t seem like a particularly good choice.
-Why?
-The second and third disciples are in a position to follow but the Great Duke is a sentient being who has nothing to regret. Can you make a guy like that do what you want?
-You have a point. But there’s no harm in trying.
-Anyway I think you’ll have to find out for yourself whether you’re shit or intestines. Anyway I warned you. It’s still too early.
-yes yes. Okay….
-Shudder!
For a moment Mo Kyung-un frowned.
-Why are you doing that?
-The energy…
-strength?
Mo Kyung-yun turned her head and looked at the corner of the southwest wall.
In fact he already knew that someone else was hiding and watching him there.
Mok Gyeong-un guessed that this being was probably sent by Jang Neung-ak the second disciple of Hoiju.
He thought that if he moved from here he would reveal himself.
But the man’s energy suddenly wavered and soon subsided.
‘what?’
The reason why one’s energy suddenly subsides is when something happens such as depleting one’s true energy or getting injured.
That was when he was wondering.
-dump!
‘!?’
I turned my head when I heard the sound of someone falling and before I knew it Seok-jung the guard was lying on the floor.
I looked around and saw no one.
Mok Gyeong-un frowned then approached Seok-jung and checked his pulse. It seemed like he had fainted because his blood vessels had been suppressed.
‘Who is it?’
“Sigh.”
Then he heard something again and turned his head to see the wounded Wu Tiger lying on the ground with his eyes closed and his head lowered to the side.
He too seemed to have lost his mind.
At this Mo Kyung-un let out a light sigh and said.
“Who are you?”
There was definitely someone there.
At that time a voice came from behind.
“He’s a special guy.”
‘when?’
Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
Before he knew it an unknown person was coming up behind him.
After learning from the treasure trove of poetry his sense of energy became more sensitive and thanks to his ear he was able to quickly detect the energy of others.
However he could not feel the other person’s energy.
That means
‘Is it possible to hide one’s energy like death energy?’
Maybe so.
Otherwise there was no way I wouldn’t have been completely caught up in the feeling.
Then a voice came next.
“If you look at the fight it seems to have reached the level of a great master but the energy shown is at best at the beginning level of the climax.”
He was being evaluated by an unknown person.
What was unusual was that he was modulating his voice to be thick as if he was trying to hide his identity.
At this Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.
“…Excuse me but may I ask who you are?”
At Mok Gyeong-un’s question I heard a chuckle.
Then he spoke as an unknown person.
“Take a guess.”
At those words Mok Gyeong-un scratched his head as if he was embarrassed.
“This is really difficult. “When I heard his voice he told me to guess even though I had never seen him before.”
“Why not just check the face yourself?”
“Is that so? Since you said that….”
-Pot!
Mo Kyung-yun quickly turned his head.
But there was no one behind it.
I could barely hear him moving but he was out of sight in an instant.
From this alone Mok Gyeong-un could know for sure.
‘…It’s fast.’
Moving faster than turning your head means that your opponent has definitely reached a higher level than you.
It seemed that he was much stronger than Woo Ho-rang a member of the Five Tigers who was said to be the best late exponent within the Heaven and Earth Association.
That means he is at least a Gokju level or higher.
“Is this how we can meet face to face?”
An unknown person lightly provoked Mok Gyeong-un.
It looked like it was a test.
‘Hmm.’
Should I match it to the rhythm?
As he was doing this he heard Cheongryeong’s voice in Mok Gyeong-un’s ears.
-The sentient being behind you. The pupil colors of the two eyes are different. The one on the right is Byakugan.
‘!?’
Unlike Mok Gyeong-un he was a young man who could clearly see his immediate surroundings.
Hearing the young man’s words Mok Gyeong-un realized the identity of the person behind him.
This was because I had heard about the appearances of several important people through the cancer clan.
hereto
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un put his hands together and bowed his head slightly making a bow and saying.
“Amjongju’s disciple Mo Qingyun meets the Grand Duke.”
‘!?’
There was a moment of silence behind Mok Gyeong-un’s greeting.
And then soon
-Sigh!
Someone suddenly stuck out his face to the right of Mo Kyung-un.
As Cheongnyeong said the pupil of one eye was black and the other pupil was white. To be exact he was a handsome man with thick lines and a gray-white pupil.
The moment Mok Gyeong-un met his eyes he felt a strange feeling.
The feeling was none other than a sense of kinship.
‘what?’
While I was doing it the handsome man asked in an interested tone.
“How did you know?”
< Episode 44 Talent (3) > end
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