Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 13



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13. Gungdogak (2)

I think I know roughly how this situation works. Merchants also have many factions based on region or origin. It’s impossible for the martial artists not to be like that.

Whenever an organization is formed, there are bound to be factions, and it seemed that this was the case with them as well.

“They are the disciples of Master Cheongyu.”

Someone spoke next to me. It was one of the kids standing next to Myeong-gyeong.

The children standing next to Myeonggyeong surrounded me. Each of them took a direction, as if they were guarding me.

“The relationship between Cheongyu and his teacher is not that good.”

“Is that so?”

“huh.”

I guess he feels a sense of belonging because he brought Cheonghwa. Even though his fame was also something he longed for, my child seemed to be a fan of mine. The fact that the little ones were considered reliable. It was a shame to the world.

Anyway, if the adults don’t get along, the children can’t get along well. That’s probably why Myeong-han keeps picking on Myeong-seong. In the meantime, Myeong-seong doesn’t want to receive it, but it seems like I forced him to because of some excuse.

“Fame. Get out of the way. I will hold that lay disciple accountable for disrupting the discipline of the shamans.”

“I am a temporary disciple of the main temple.”

“Either that or that.”

Myung-han and Myeong-seong were engaged in a war of nerves. What could a flute do that would harm discipline? Well, since it was a place where there was nothing to do in Mt. Mudang, a flute could be provocative.

“Aren’t you going to get out of the way?”

“He is the one who will be my priest. I will discipline him.”

“Even though we don’t have the same teacher, we still have a priest-disciple relationship, right?”

“It is customary not to touch another master’s disciple.”

“No. If someone sees something wrong, the right way to punish them is to educate them. Are you going to just sit there and watch a priest walk around with his hands in his pockets?”

“That’s a different story.”

“Explain what is different.”

“If you come any closer, I’ll explain with my sword.”

Even though they are children, they are very speculative. Having grown up in this kind of space of struggle, it is understandable that the common people do not seem to care.

“I’m fine.”

Myeong-han also took out the wooden sword from his waist. Myeong-hyeon and Myeong-han’s momentum clashed sharply.

“Myeongseong’s death penalty is 108 wins and 93 losses in 201 matches against Myeonghan’s death penalty.”

The kid next to me explained it to me. I don’t think even a mortal enemy would fight for 200 points. I guess it’s because they’re young and hot-blooded.

“Myeonggyeong. Come inside.”

“Yes. Death penalty.”

Myung-gyeong, who was stuck in the middle, was saved by Myeong-seong. Myung-gyeong quickly escaped the battlefield and came to my side.

The fight started right then.

Without anyone saying anything, fame and fame came out at the same time.

The sound of wooden swords clashing against wooden swords was terrifying. I don’t know for sure, but it seemed like if I got hit directly, I wouldn’t be able to avoid serious injury.

However, the movements of the two people were smooth and expressive. It is said that the swordsmanship of a shaman is expressed as being flexible and strong. It was definitely a swordsmanship that showed off their characteristics well.

The battle continued with Myeongseong receiving Myeonghan’s sword and returning it, and Myeonghan receiving it and returning it.

Despite their young age, their swordsmanship was clearly perfect. They were now about ten years old, so they must have trained for at least five years.

Of course, it couldn’t be compared to the Taegeuk Hye Sword that Cheonghwa showed, but it had its own unique charm.

I watched them fight as if I was possessed. When I was a merchant, it just looked like a fight, but now that I’ve learned martial arts, I can see the flow of the fight.

The reason I could read the flow was because they were also familiar with Cheongunbo. Their movements did not deviate much from variations of Cheongunbo.

‘I can see the steps.’

Knowing Cheongunbo, I could predict their next move. It was quite fun to see them move as I expected. I felt like I understood why the warriors were addicted to martial arts. The more I learned about the fights between the warriors, the more enjoyable it became.

“You can’t see it well yet?”

While I was watching with interest, Myeong-gyeong suddenly spoke.

“yes?”

“I was like that at first too. I couldn’t keep up with the sword’s movements.”

Myeong-gyeong straightened her small shoulders and spoke as if it were possible.

‘I can see everything.’

Since I had a thorough understanding of the sword, I could roughly predict the trajectory of the sword. However, Myeong-gyeong seemed to think that I couldn’t see anything.

“If you learn martial arts, your eyes will improve.”

“Oh, yes… … .”

There was no need to embarrass the brat by saying that he was visible for no reason. Perhaps it was natural for martial arts skills not to be visible at the level of a lay disciple.

‘Was the Cheongunbo that I studied for two months really that good of an achievement?’

I don’t know about swordsmanship or martial arts, but I don’t think they were that great in terms of martial arts or fame. I thought I could do that kind of movement. At first, I thought they were deliberately controlling their strength while fighting, but when I looked at their expressions, I saw that they were really fighting with all their might.

At that moment, the balance of the fight that had been taking place between Baekjungsae was broken. Myeongseong, who had been fighting while walking sideways, took a step forward.

In Go, it was an incredible move that would destroy the opponent’s house. Of course, that was also an application of Cheongunbo.

“Huh!”

The children, including Myeong-gyeong, reacted late.

It seems that I have a better eye for fighting than the kids. Of course, since I have lived for a long time, I have seen a lot more fights between people. And I have seen many fights between first-class masters who risk their lives, not just fights between kids with wooden swords.

Once the balance was broken, the tense standoff quickly collapsed. I had a feeling that the fight was over. Myunghan’s panicked tactics began to get tangled.

‘If you do that, your foot will get twisted and you will fall.’

As soon as I expected, Myung-han’s feet twisted and he fell backwards on his butt. Myeong-seong’s wooden sword stopped right in front of Myung-han’s nose.

“It’s finished.”

Even Myeongseong seemed to have pushed himself to his limit and was out of breath. Myeonghan’s face distorted. The victory of Myeongseong was a victory.

“Get out now.”

“Why should it be like that? Death penalty.”

The one who answered was not Myeong-han who was sitting there, but one of the guys who came with Myeong-han.

“Good luck.”

The man called Myeongun pulled out a wooden sword.

“Would you please teach me a trick?”

Myeongseong frowned. The children, including Myeonggyeong, did the same.

Because it was obvious to anyone that it was a ploy to try something new when his fame had waned.

But fame did not escape him. He took up the sword he had sheathed again.

“As much as you want.”

After Myeong-han stepped down, Myeong-un came. Myeong-un was more respectful than Myeong-hyeon, but he did not seem to respect him as much.

This was because he had rushed in without even saying a word to start a fight. Myeong-un pressed down with force, which was unusual for a swordsman of the Wudang faction. He was taking advantage of Myeong-seong’s weakened strength.

“You cowards.”

Fame clenched his teeth. Fortune merely laughed. This was because Fame overwhelmed Fortune.

This is the world of the unmanned. The winner takes it all. All that comes out of the mouths of the losers are excuses, even if they are truly cowardly.

The children, including Myeong-gyeong, also clenched their fists.

Myeongseong was unable to stop Myeongun’s offensive and allowed the wooden sword to hit the back of his hand. Myeongseong dropped the wooden sword, and Myeongun’s wooden sword aimed at Myeongseong.

Of course, no one would think that Myeongseong lost to Myeongun in a formal duel, but that’s a story for later. As of now, Myeongun is the winner.

“I’ll ask next.”

Next was Myeong-gyeong. By age, Myeong-gyeong seemed to be the youngest, but I thought she might be in the middle. The order of the warriors was not divided by age.

Myeongun nodded. They couldn’t refuse to accept it, since that’s what they had done.

The fight between Myeongseong and Myeonghan eventually degenerated into a factional fight between those who had different teachers. It seemed that Myeonghan had this in mind from the beginning.

However, the children under Myeongseong were still children. Myeonggyeong was helplessly defeated even though Myeongun’s swordsmanship and secret techniques were not that flashy.

As Myeongseong’s face hardened, Myeonghan’s face brightened. At least to them, the face of the teacher was more important.

“The priests look like that because they are playing with something like a flute.”

Ming Han mocked Ming Ming, but Ming Ming was speechless.

That damned flute. I couldn’t understand how the flute could become like this. Of course, I knew it was just an excuse. But I couldn’t help but feel annoyed when he kept bringing up the things I sold.

In the meantime, the last person from Myeongseong’s side barely managed to defeat Myeongun. Now, there was only one person left under Myeongseong and Myeonghan.

But at first glance, the direct priest of Myeongseong was somewhat exhausted from defeating Myeongun, while the priest of Myeonghan was in good health. Just looking at their bodies, even though they were both in good health, it seemed like the priest of Myeonghan would win easily, so there was no need to mention the disadvantage.

It seemed as if both Myung-han and Myeong-myeong had anticipated each other’s victory or defeat. Although they had lost the battle, Myung-han had a cheerful expression on his face, while Myeong-myeong had a deadly expression on his face.

I looked at Myeong-gyeong, who had already lost and was next to me. Her expression was so insulted that I thought, “Wow, someone so young can make such an expression.”

“Master Myeonggyeong.”

I called it that because it wasn’t a death sentence yet.

“……why.”

“It’s okay. You can lose.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m serious.”

It was heartfelt advice from a merchant’s experience.

I have also been pushed around by many merchants. There was a time when I was pushed out of my position while peddling, and there was a time when I couldn’t sell a single item because of the pressure from merchants in other areas.

But I overcame them all and became a giant. In the end, the ending is the most important. The current defeat is actually the nourishment for the final victory.

“As long as you don’t die, there will always be a chance for revenge.”

“It’s unfair.”

Myungkyung said. It seemed that he was still young and that my advice did not reach him sincerely.

But I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to be true to your current feelings right now. That would also be nourishing.

In the end, the fight ended with the last priest of Minghan defeating the last priest of Minghan. Although he lost individually, it was Minghan’s victory overall. Their expressions clearly showed their victory or defeat.

“Now, can I scold you, my disciple?”

Myunghan said.

ah.

I was so busy watching the martial arts show that I forgot for a moment how the fight unfolded.

Myung-han was trying to punish me, but was stopped by Myeong-hyeon. Now that Myeong-hyeon had fallen, there was nothing left to stop him.

In fact, Mingfei was trembling and couldn’t say anything. It seemed that he definitely realized that he was a loser.

Myunghan approached me with a proud look on his face. Of course, no matter how big he was, he was still a head shorter than me. I was still young after all.

“for a moment.”

I said.

Myunghan stopped walking.

Sorry, but I too have a sense of pride. And as I get older, I am more sensitive to insults than these people.

Even at my age, I couldn’t stand seeing a young man being scolded by kids who were only about ten years old.

“Please teach me a trick too.”

At my words, not only Myeong-han but also the children from Myeongseong’s side’s eyes widened.

Myeong-han paused for a moment and then sneered.

“Ha. How dare a lay disciple attack a main disciple?”

“hey.”

Myung-han froze at the sudden informality. He seemed flustered because someone he considered to be inferior to him, whether a priest or a disciple, was speaking informally to him.

“Are you just saying that?”

I’m not your priest right now, so I can talk to you. It’s weird for a kid to keep talking to an adult.

Of course, I had no intention of saying this out loud. The more you talk about a battle of wits, the more petty it becomes.

Instead, I walked in front of Myeong-han. My shadow, as big as a head, was cast over Myeong-han’s body.

“Do you want to fall behind?”

I said in a cold voice. Myeong-han’s eyes shook for a moment, as if he felt threatened. In any case, I was an adult who was a head taller than the kids.

I’ve had countless battles of nerves with the rascals on the streets. It was nothing to subdue the little kids.