Chapter 235 – What did you say? (2)
I followed Namgoong Hak towards the private training ground. Namgoong Hye and Eun So-young were with us.
Namgoong Hak was undoubtedly a master above me. I had already confirmed this during the previous wedding attack.
Despite his appearance that seemed like he could crush anything with brute force, I doubted I could stop his graceful swordsmanship that flowed like water.
“Just accept it, Sanggong. I’ll be fine, and everyone else will too…”
Eun So-young, who knew everything best, sent a message. She probably guessed why I was refusing Namgoong Hak’s words.
But I slightly shook my head.
I knew that achieving the difficult goal of being acknowledged or at least tolerated as a milph-hari by everyone was a challenging task.
However, I also knew that if I gave up one by one because it was difficult, the most important thing in the original goal would disappear without me realizing it.
“You can’t make a child and then make them live in a situation where they can’t even say who their parents are.”
For that difficult goal, Namgoong Hak was not such a big obstacle.
“I’m glad Kang So-hyeop accepted it. There are many people who criticize others for their background, especially if they mix with people from other regions or use different swords. They say it affects the reputation of Ga-ju.”
The fact that the leader loses affects the reputation of the group? No wonder they were lucky gangsters.
But since this private training ground was strictly forbidden to anyone, no one would know the result of this conversation.
“Being in Ga-ju is not always good.”
“Hah, how could it be good? I actually want to live as a brother who cherishes his family rather than as someone in Ga-ju, but since the world is like this, I have no choice.”
He spoke as if he was joking, but I could feel his determination to destroy me as Namgoong Hye’s older brother, emphasizing that he cherished his family.
Namgoong Hak, who had tightly gripped the long sword that was drawn out with elegance, even began to calm down the gradually rising aggression.
His gaze, which stared at me with transparent eyes, even seemed like a silent scream that he would either definitely spare me or kill me.
“I should be grateful that there’s no second confirmation.”
If he had said he would forgive me if I surrendered now, would I have surrendered? While feeling the overflowing sense of satisfaction from my history boiling up in my body, I concluded that I wouldn’t have.
Clang.
Chapter 235 – What did you say? (2)
At the moment when two young masters clashed, it sounded like an explosion had gone off.
Namgoong Se-ga’s Changgungmu-ae swordsmanship was a martial art that balanced the characteristics of the long and short swords.
Normally, Namgoong Hak enjoyed using the short sword in his swordsmanship, but now, perhaps due to his excitement, he began with a long sword technique.
On the other hand, Kang Yoon, who had a rich background, also fought back with his own strength, not losing to Namgoong Hak.
‘What should I do…!’
Eun So-young nervously watched her son and husband fight.
Her son’s swordsmanship was skillfully attacking his opponent, while her husband’s swordsmanship was like the wind, taking away his opponent’s attack with ease.
The dance of the two young, or rather, young-looking martial artists who had reached the peak of their skills was something that Eun So-young would have enjoyed watching under normal circumstances, but…
“Long swordsmanship is nothing! Short swordsmanship is the real deal!”
When Kang Yoon deflected Namgoong Hak’s attack aimed at his chest, Eun So-young breathed a sigh of relief.
As someone who had become someone’s woman, she couldn’t do anything about her husband’s overall disadvantageous situation.
Although the exchange of attacks seemed to be evenly matched, her son was putting in much less effort to deflect the opponent’s attacks.
Even though it was the Changgongmu-ae swordsmanship, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword was unparalleled.
Despite the lack of complexity and the simplicity of his swordsmanship, he was restricting his opponent’s movements by taking advantage of the core of the changes.
“Better than I expected. Truly the work of a dragon, no, even more than that.”
As the exchange of moves continued, her son gradually regained his composure.
To more easily deal with the vast experience pouring out of his opponent’s body, he calmly probed his opponent’s moves and made them meaningless from the start.
As he felt the stability of his swordsmanship returning, his hands moved busily to tear apart his opponent’s strict net.
The powerful and hot energy of the Yangyangjigi spread out and twisted the opponent’s sword, and Namgoong Hak’s sword seemed to retreat for a moment.
However, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword made it easy for him to deal with such a strong attack.
Rather than completely controlling the empty space, Namgoong Hak’s sword was gradually taking over the area, reducing the space for Kang Yoon’s attacks.
To deal with Namgoong Hak’s sword, which was slowly but surely taking away his opponent’s options, there were two ways.
Either rush in and attack, or make each of the opponent’s moves meaningless.
Chapter 235 – What did you say? (2)
The clash between the two young masters sounded like an explosion.
Namgoong Se-ga’s Changgungmu-ae swordsmanship was a martial art that balanced the characteristics of the long and short swords.
Namgoong Hak usually enjoyed using the short sword in his swordsmanship, but now, perhaps due to his excitement, he began with a long sword technique.
On the other hand, Kang Yoon fought back with his own strength, not losing to Namgoong Hak.
‘What should I do…!’
Eun So-young nervously watched her son and husband fight.
Her son’s swordsmanship was skillfully attacking his opponent, while her husband’s swordsmanship was like the wind, taking away his opponent’s attack with ease.
The dance of the two young, or rather, young-looking martial artists who had reached the peak of their skills was something that Eun So-young would have enjoyed watching under normal circumstances, but…
“Long swordsmanship is nothing! Short swordsmanship is the real deal!”
When Kang Yoon deflected Namgoong Hak’s attack aimed at his chest, Eun So-young breathed a sigh of relief.
As someone who had become someone’s woman, she couldn’t do anything about her husband’s overall disadvantageous situation.
Although the exchange of attacks seemed to be evenly matched, her son was putting in much less effort to deflect the opponent’s attacks.
Even though it was the Changgongmu-ae swordsmanship, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword was unparalleled.
Despite the lack of complexity and the simplicity of his swordsmanship, he was restricting his opponent’s movements by taking advantage of the core of the changes.
“Better than I expected. Truly the work of a dragon, no, even more than that.”
As the exchange of moves continued, her son gradually regained his composure.
To more easily deal with the vast experience pouring out of his opponent’s body, he calmly probed his opponent’s moves and made them meaningless from the start.
As he felt the stability of his swordsmanship returning, his hands moved busily to tear apart his opponent’s strict net.
The powerful and hot energy of the Yangyangjigi spread out and twisted the opponent’s sword, and Namgoong Hak’s sword seemed to retreat for a moment.
However, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword made it easy for him to deal with such a strong attack.
Rather than completely controlling the empty space, Namgoong Hak’s sword was gradually taking over the area, reducing the space for Kang Yoon’s attacks.
To deal with Namgoong Hak’s sword, which was slowly but surely taking away his opponent’s options, there were two ways.
Either rush in and attack, or make each of the opponent’s moves meaningless.
The man understood this well, and since he knew that the former was impossible, he chose the latter.
The strong and dense tension that overlapped in the core began to enter the area already dominated by Namgoong Hak’s sword, and Namgoong Hak also faced it with his own sword focused on the tension.
It seemed like the two were back to a power struggle, but in Eun So-young’s eyes, the tension was buried between the changes caused by Namgoong Hak’s sword.
“No…!”
Namgoong Hak’s swordsmanship was full of changes, but its flow was strict, so those below him couldn’t break those changes and were forced to make the same choice as her husband.
If the man hadn’t released the sticky energy from his body, he would have undoubtedly been hit by the sword.
“I knew it.”
Kang Yoon was rare in that he had never stabbed someone in the back while in the martial arts world. He was not so naive as to stick his neck out for the only option available.
“Oh, no, what is this…!”
When Namgoong Hak judged that he had a hidden move, he cut through the sound of the current with his sword and, when he couldn’t catch some of the moves that were resisting with the Hoshinki, he was momentarily stunned by the sluggishness of his body.
Although the energy was scattered, it tangled around his body and momentarily interfered with Namgoong Hak’s movements, and the two fingers of the opponent, filled with fierce power, were rapidly approaching his forehead.
Namgoong Hak urgently ignited his inner strength throughout his body and shook off the restraint before raising his sword and barely blocking the opponent’s power.
“What, what was that martial art?”
Forgetting for a moment the thought of correcting Kang Yoon’s habit, Namgoong Hak asked about the technique his opponent had just used.
“I don’t know either.”
Namgoong Hak thought that Kang Yoon didn’t want to reveal it, but he really didn’t know what it was.
To be precise, he had been inspired by the leader’s Hoshinki, which had caught and pulledChapter 235 – What did you say? (2)
The clash between the two young masters sounded like an explosion.
Namgoong Se-ga’s Changgungmu-ae swordsmanship was a martial art that balanced the characteristics of the long and short swords.
Namgoong Hak usually enjoyed using the short sword in his swordsmanship, but now, perhaps due to his excitement, he began with a long sword technique.
On the other hand, Kang Yoon fought back with his own strength, not losing to Namgoong Hak.
‘What should I do…!’
Eun So-young nervously watched her son and husband fight.
Her son’s swordsmanship was skillfully attacking his opponent, while her husband’s swordsmanship was like the wind, taking away his opponent’s attack with ease.
The dance of the two young, or rather, young-looking martial artists who had reached the peak of their skills was something that Eun So-young would have enjoyed watching under normal circumstances, but…
“Long swordsmanship is nothing! Short swordsmanship is the real deal!”
When Kang Yoon deflected Namgoong Hak’s attack aimed at his chest, Eun So-young breathed a sigh of relief.
As someone who had become someone’s woman, she couldn’t do anything about her husband’s overall disadvantageous situation.
Although the exchange of attacks seemed to be evenly matched, her son was putting in much less effort to deflect the opponent’s attacks.
Even though it was the Changgongmu-ae swordsmanship, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword was unparalleled.
Despite the lack of complexity and the simplicity of his swordsmanship, he was restricting his opponent’s movements by taking advantage of the core of the changes.
“Better than I expected. Truly the work of a dragon, no, even more than that.”
As the exchange of moves continued, her son gradually regained his composure.
To more easily deal with the vast experience pouring out of his opponent’s body, he calmly probed his opponent’s moves and made them meaningless from the start.
As he felt the stability of his swordsmanship returning, his hands moved busily to tear apart his opponent’s strict net.
The powerful and hot energy of the Yangyangjigi spread out and twisted the opponent’s sword, and Namgoong Hak’s sword seemed to retreat for a moment.
However, Namgoong Hak’s mastery of the short sword made it easy for him to deal with such a strong attack.
Rather than completely controlling the empty space, Namgoong Hak’s sword was gradually taking over the area, reducing the space for Kang Yoon’s attacks.
To deal with Namgoong Hak’s sword, which was slowly but surely taking away his opponent’s options, there were two ways.
Either rush in and attack, or make each of the opponent’s moves meaningless.
The man understood this well, and since he knew that the former was impossible, he chose the latter.
The strong and dense tension that overlapped in the core began to enter the area already dominated by Namgoong Hak’s sword, and Namgoong Hak also faced it with his own sword focused on the tension.
It seemed like the two were back to a power struggle, but in Eun So-young’s eyes, the tension was buried between the changes caused by Namgoong Hak’s sword.
“No…!”
Namgoong Hak’s swordsmanship was full of changes, but its flow was strict, so those below him couldn’t break those changes and were forced to make the same choice as her husband.
If the man hadn’t released the sticky energy from his body, he would have undoubtedly been hit by the sword.
“I knew it.”
Kang Yoon was rare in that he had never stabbed someone in the back while in the martial arts world. He was not so naive as to stick his neck out for the only option available.
“Oh, no, what is this…!”
When Namgoong Hak judged that he had a hidden move, he cut through the sound of the current with his sword and, when he couldn’t catch some of the moves that were resisting with the Hoshinki, he was momentarily stunned by the sluggishness of his body.
Although the energy was scattered, it tangled around his body and momentarily interfered with Namgoong Hak’s movements, and the two fingers of the opponent, filled with fierce power, were rapidly approaching his forehead.
Namgoong Hak urgently ignited his inner strength throughout his body and shook off the restraint before raising his sword and barely blocking the opponent’s power.
“What, what was that martial art?”
Forgetting for a moment the thought of correcting Kang Yoon’s habit, Namgoong Hak asked about the technique his opponent had just used.
“I don’t know either.”
Namgoong Hak thought that Kang Yoon didn’t want to reveal it, but he really didn’t know what it was.
To be precise, he had been inspired by the leader’s Hoshinki, which had caught and pulled
“No, you don’t have to do that.”
Kang Yoon felt relieved that Nam Gung-hak seemed to be understanding, but to put it nicely, Nam Gung-hak was diligent, and to put it bluntly, he was stubborn.
“Thank you for understanding. Let’s continue with what we were doing.”
“Okay?”
If he was going to tease his younger sister, he had to take responsibility for it, and if he refused to do so, he shouldn’t try to get away with it.
Nam Gung-hak raised his sword again.
I was screwed.
I barely dodged Nam Gung-hak’s sword and managed to withstand the attack.
I never thought it would be good to fight Nam Gung-hak, even if I won by spilling blood.
It meant that all the tricks like hitting him on the back of the head when he wasn’t looking or throwing the weapon on the weapon rack were blocked.
“Normally, I would lose because of the difference in skill.”
After being beaten by the head of the sect last time, I tried to imitate one of his moves.
It was still far from perfect, but if I used it well, I thought I could create a gap and declare victory.
But the binding force was weaker than I expected.
“The law is truly excellent!”
It’s like telling me to stand still and take the sword like a rat.
Nam Gung-hak was still not showing any signs of relaxing, even though he was clearly dominant.
“If only I could use the Hyeoncheonjigi.”
Thanks to my steady training since becoming a real master, I had quite a few Hyeoncheonjigi moves. I could use it twice now, and if I used it well, I could use it three times.
But I didn’t have the confidence to control its power.
So far, the only opponents I had used Hyeoncheonjigi on were those I judged could be killed or objects.
Nam Gung-hak was neither, so if I was unlucky, I could really be done for.
At that moment, Nam Gung-hak’s sword aimed at my upper body again, and I unfolded the Deungryongbopeop to get out of the way.
No, I tried to get out of the way.
“No…!”
For a moment, I was thinking about Hyeoncheonjigi, and because I didn’t look at the ground properly, I stumbled and Nam Gung-hak tried to retract his sword, but it was too late.
If I get hit like this, I feel like I’m going to die.
The surroundings seemed to be in slow motion, but since my movements were also in slow motion, it didn’t mean anything.
At that moment, something got in the way of my vision as I tried to move my body out of the range of the sword, and then the next moment.
Kwaaang.
With a deafening roar, time began to flow back at its normal speed, and the first thing I saw was Nam Gung-hak taking a few steps back and collapsing to the ground.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m f-fine…”
I didn’t know that I almost died so foolishly, so I felt my voice trembling.
And the next moment, I realized that I was being held in Eun So-young’s arms.
“Now, are you okay… let’s stop…”
“Are you really, really okay? Right?”
“I’m okay… ah.”
As I tried to reassure Eun So-young and get out of her embrace, my eyes met with Nam Gung-hak, who was staring at me with bloodshot eyes.
He looked dirty from the overturned dust, and he didn’t seem to be seriously injured, but…
‘How many times have I thought I was screwed today?’
As his pupils moved busily, alternating between looking at me and Eun So-young’s face, I defined this situation in one word.
Busted.
