Episode 317 For this moment, we
actually thought of a few names of martial arts shown by the white robe student. However, there was nothing I liked, so I didn’t complain about it, but in fact, there was something more important than giving it a name.
“Lord.”
Lim Sobaek looked at me and nodded.
“Tell me Moonju.”
“Please give me the name of the martial arts that Mr. Baekui showed.”
“….”
I handed it over to the leader.
In fact, everyone was focusing their attention on the name of Mu-gong, putting aside the question of Bi-mu’s victory or defeat for a while.
What this feels like is like watching the birth of something. Since everyone is a strong person, it is natural to be interested in the name of a martial artist.
Lim So-baek said with a slight smile.
“You’re leaving the difficult things to me. Hey Moonju.”
“yes.”
“Have you forgotten my martial artist’s name? Because it belonged to the Yukjeondae, it was simply named the Yukjeon Daegeom. There is no romance or humor in this name, nor any charm or connotation. “The mindset of never forgetting that I was part of the Army Corps… That became my martial arts name.”
Actually, I wanted to tell this story to the crowd, and Lim So-baek responded correctly.
I asked this on purpose because I already know Lim So-baek’s feelings and the story of Lu Zhen Dae-geom.
Baekwi Seosaeng and Im Sobaek.
When you look at two people in one place…
there are no people who contrast so sharply.
The white-robed scholar is a person who is very focused on the artistic side, and even his residence is like a cave built into a shady cliff.
Lim So-baek is a person who is too realistic and at the same time is the leader of the Murim Alliance who has to share his every move with his members.
One person hides in a cave and plots.
One person is a man who overcomes, crushes, and withstands numerous conspiracies while enduring the storms of the world with his whole body.
I connected these two people with the name of martial arts.
Anyway, Lim Sobaek is the Murim lord of Baekdo. Isn’t the fact that he gives a name to the martial arts of the white-clothed scholar in itself… a meaningful thing?
I looked at Lim So-baek and insisted.
“Still, please build it.”
Lim So-baek stood up from his chair with a troubled expression and looked at Baek-ui Seo-saeng.
“White Professor.”
“….”
“The core of the martial arts you showed was actually the divine law.”
The white-robed student answered.
“exactly?”
“It was a martial art that allowed one to use one’s body freely. It was a great lesson because I was able to avoid most of the Emperor’s attacks with just that one divine method. As Moonju put it, it looked like a butterfly or like a painter drawing a picture with a white brush. What surprised me was that other than the final tension fight, no other martial arts were used. So, the martial arts knowledge you know is probably much more extensive, right?”
The white-robed student nodded.
“It’s not like that.”
“Even without giving it a great name, the Divine Law itself will become a part of Gangho.”
From the beginning, Lim So-baek understood that the martial arts performed by Baekwi Seosaeng were of the Jeun School in a broad sense.
Lim So-baek said.
“I am originally a person who is extremely lacking in artistic or creative qualities like our teacher, Hao Wen-juna. “I guess the name of my sword technique is Yukjeon Daegeom?”
The white-robed student looked at Lim So-baek blankly.
Lim Sobaek said in a calm tone.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t give you a military name. I don’t want my clumsy naming to reflect on your excellent martial arts skills. However, I was impressed by Bimu from beginning to end. “It was a meeting that even I had a lot to gain.”
Will the white-robed student be able to handle Lim So-baek’s stormy praise?
Baekwi Seo-saeng listened silently and then silently took a gun at Lim So-baek.
“….”
At this time, someone who was watching asked Lim Sobaek without notice.
“Lord, then who won Bimu!”
Oh shit. What kind of bastard are you?
What kind of person breaks labor at this emotional moment?
I glared at the guy who spoke, but I couldn’t figure out who it was. He was just a slightly frustrated looking person.
There are always people like this in life.
In fact, all the experts know that the white student won. Since this was a question from someone who didn’t recognize it, we can’t just blame it. This is because Emperor Wu of Xiuwen has not yet declared that he has been defeated.
This time, Lin Xiaobai passed it over to Gongsun Yue.
“I want you to tell me who won, Polite Soldier.”
Gongsun Yue, who was struck while remaining still, asked back with a puzzled expression.
“yes?”
“You are the smartest person in the Murim Alliance, so you can explain it properly.”
I nodded.
It occurred to me that praise was being used in such a terrible way.
Gongsun Yue quickly moved his eyes here and there and blurted out words.
“…Of course, it is Mr. White’s victory.”
Emperor Wu of Xiwen slightly raised his hand.
“Please explain to me why you think that way. “I won’t blame you.”
Gongsun Yue nodded.
“All right. To me, it seemed like the two ended in a draw. If we had to determine the winner or loser of the dance, we would have to come to a conclusion as if grading the score, but since he took two breaths to catch his breath, Mr. White had the upper hand. Of course, even if the match had continued immediately, there would have been no way that Mr. Wuje would have lost right away. However, since he stopped fighting and acknowledged it, victory and defeat will already be in the mind of Senior Wuzhe. If this junior dares to add,… Lord Meng once clearly defined the answer regarding the true winner of Feimu.”
Gongsun Yue looked at Lin Xiaobai and then relayed what he said to the crowd.
“Whoever has more after the competition is over is the winner in the end. If Baekdo’s dance had been completed correctly, no one would have been hurt. If a person who has gained something becomes stronger through training, he or she will be a true winner. This is because winning or losing is just a temporary process and the next match remains. Lord Maeng has been hoping for this match all along.”
Gongsun Yue looked around the crowd while holding his gun.
“Many seniors and juniors are learning a lot today. “I feel like I have a chance to be the winner even though I didn’t dance.”
Gongsun Yue was no ordinary woman, so the psychology of the crowd was shaken. The skill of the leader and the military in lifting and putting it down is quite impressive.
Gongsun Yue said as he looked around at Emperor Wu of Western Wen and Xu Sheng in White Clothes.
“I enjoyed watching the two of them having a good time together. “I’m sure I’m not the only one whose horizons have broadened.”
Emperor Wu of Xiwen nodded.
“Well said. I lost Bimu. Anyway, as Hao Wen-ju said, it will be difficult to remove it.”
I inadvertently avoided Emperor Wu Wen’s gaze.
“….”
“It would be right for Mr. White to take the title of Untitled. “I asked about winning and losing in a somewhat lame way because I had decided on that.”
My eyes widened.
‘what…?’
I’m not the only one surprised. Murmurs of admiration spread out.
First of all, the entire Seomunse was in a shocked mood, and the crowd who witnessed the scene where the emperor’s name was immediately put down also looked surprised.
Above all, even the person involved, the student in white clothing, was surprised.
“Are you serious?”
“There is no need to call it Untitled anymore. It was also a heavy burden. Just call me to go. The fight was fair and defeat is defeat. “I made a promise earlier, so I’m just following through.”
The most wonderful compliment came out of nowhere this time.
“Baekuimuje is a nickname that suits you well. “I have no regrets because I know your skills better than anyone else.”
The Seomun Emperor, or rather the head of the Seomun family, turned his back and went down the non-stage. I didn’t feel anything until I heard Lin Xiaobai or Gongsun Yue’s words, but the words of the head of the western gate gave me goosebumps on my forearms.
‘You keep your words.’
In a fight that was close to a draw, the title of Emperor Wu of Kanghu was changed…
We became spectators who witnessed a truly amazing event right in front of our eyes.
I looked again at the head of the Seomun family.
To this extent, the head of the Seomun family was not an ordinary stubborn person. Baekdo’s unique stubbornness was definitely evident.
I looked at the white student and congratulated him.
“Congratulations on the Baekui Military Festival.”
“hmm.”
The white-clothed student, slightly embarrassed, looked at the head of the Seomun family who was now seated. The head of the west gate looked at the white-robed student and nodded slightly. It felt like a greeting saying, ‘The Byeolho is now yours.’
Only then did the white-robed student return to his original position.
I looked around when the white-clothed student had his back turned, and then sent a signal in sign language. Then, the Murim members all cheered and applauded towards the white-robed student who was leaving.
“Waaaa!”
“Hundred Martial Arts!”
I also applauded until the white-robed student sat down.
What on earth is my role in Kangho?
At this point, I was a little confused too.
The nympho next to me nodded, expressing thoughts that were completely different from those of the crowd.
“It must have been difficult to get rid of the cancer.”
I looked at the slut.
“Quiet. “You crazy guy.”
Because of the demon’s words, all the emotion disappeared and my dignity suddenly deteriorated.
“Tsk.”
When the crowd became quiet, Lim So-baek opened his mouth.
“As Gongseon said, it was the secret weapon I had hoped for. Among the kings, who will be the next secretary?”
When someone stood up, everyone’s eyes were focused on one man. The King of Gungeom of the Baekri family was walking towards the non-stage.
This guy is also a sword king.
It was impossible to predict who they would be dancing with or what they would say, but people were silently acknowledging the presence of the Sword King.
King Gungeom, who was on the off-stage, looked around the crowd and opened his mouth.
“…I am being called the Sword King, an undeserved nickname. Originally, I came here to have a sword fight with Lord Lim, but after watching, I changed my mind. You can compete with Lord Lim, and any other opponent doesn’t matter. But I promise you one thing. “If I am defeated, I will give up the nickname King of Swords without any regrets.”
“Hmm.”
Is it really that important?
I couldn’t bear to ask directly, so I just laughed to myself.
Am I the only one who is trash?
Fortunately, there was a scumbag next to me looking at the off-stage.
By the way, when the Gungeom King declared war by saying that he was going to attack anyone, the internal conflict of whether or not it would break out here and there for a while continued like a wave.
“….”
In fact, there is a high possibility that the person competing with the Sword King will only dance once today. Some emperors would like the Gungeom King to compete with the leader, but the Gungeom King has not decided on an opponent at all.
Even if you lose, will you gain the reputation of having competed with the Sword King?
Or are you really aiming for the title of King of Swords and engaging in the secret dance of a lifetime?
When people couldn’t easily take on the challenge….
I looked at the demon.
“second.”
“huh?”
Actually, I felt that the Demon Demon was the perfect opponent to challenge, but suddenly the person next to the Demon Demon stood up.
Sword Demon quietly got up and headed to the off-stage.
In fact, at about the same time, a few people here and there were standing up, but they sat back down while Geomma walked silently to the off-stage.
Those who have not learned martial arts are afraid of the demon’s appearance or aura.
Most people who have learned martial arts receive the rare heavy aura from the Sword Demon as their first impression. This is because from the beginning, Geomma was a serious man in the world.
Because he went with us, the atmosphere was somewhat neutralized…
If he walked with his mouth shut like he did today, it was unclear whether he was walking around with people or black darkness walking around.
When the Sword Demon came onto the non-stage….
the Gungeom King opened his mouth.
“Are you the man who scolded Meng Lang at Wolha Hall?”
The Sword Demon nodded.
King Gungeom smiled.
“Good. “My second son was defeated by your student, so it’s not a bad idea for master and father to have a second fight.”
The Sword Demon nodded.
“It won’t be bad.”
At this time, someone said this to the non-stage.
“…Look. First, reveal the identity of Gungeom King’s opponent. From what I heard, there was a rumor that you were Master Gwangmyeong who ran away from the Demonic Cult. “Is it true?”
Is this just some kind of obnoxious bastard making fun of his snout?
While I was thinking about finding him and stealing his soul, Gungeom King was watching a man on the off-stage.
“Jegal, this person is probably the former master. “It’s true, but what can I do?”
“yes?”
“As I listened to him scolding his disciple, I didn’t feel like he was a frivolous person who was outside of Sima Ma’s way. “If you want to make unnecessary interference, grab a sword and come up to the off-stage and do it.”
When the King of Gungeom glared at the head of the Zhuge family, the head of the head of the family could not even open his mouth.
The Sword Demon looked around and introduced himself in a calm tone.
“It’s true that he was once a left priest.”
Sword Demon briefly acknowledged his identity at a gathering of Baekdo masters.
At this time, Lim Sobaek’s voice came out.
“I know better than anyone else who is staying in the Murim Alliance. The Sword Demon had already dealt with the forces of the Demonic Cult several times and personally killed the number one apostle in East Lake. Unlike those who stayed indoors, he is a man who has already helped the Murim Alliance several times, so please refrain from saying unnecessary things in front of me. Hand the single wooden sword to the two people. This time, Bimu is a man called the Sword King of the Baekri family, the Great Sword Demon.”
Lim So-baek immediately cleared up the chaotic atmosphere in the hall with his words and actions like a six-handed sword.
In the midst of the silence…
two members of the Murim Alliance approached the Sword King and the Sword Demon holding single-wood swords.
I suddenly felt a great sense of relief and peace of mind as I watched the Sword King and the Sword Demon quietly hand over the wooden sword.
Suddenly this thought occurred to me.
I think it was a good idea to jump into a strong team while playing Jeomsoy.
Isn’t it true that my eldest brother and I are ultimately alive in Gangho for moments like this?
In the blazing afternoon sunlight, the Sword King and the Sword Demon were looking around to check the single wooden sword in their hands.
