The Party Will Not Fall - Chapter 101



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Min Nam-geon’s funeral did not take place.

In accordance with Nagyeol’s will that candles could not be struck at the Hubei Festival, it was replaced with a simple salt.

And because the gunpowder left no trace of the body in the first place, there was no reason to hold a funeral in Hubei, where the family did not come.

The twenty-year-old military officer who came to assist him returned to Sacheon to deliver the sad news.

Chae Se-yeon opened her mouth as she watched the dancers disappearing into the lively street.

“Don’t be offended, Danju.”

“You look really heartbroken.”

“It’s a shame. “He came and went while I was away.”

“Maybe that’s why.”

Jo Pil turned around.

“Isn’t this good news? “As for the fact that they are taking advantage of the gap in your absence.”

Pil Jo trudged away into the crowd.

He had just received a leave of absence because he had suffered a great deal, including being caught in an explosion while chasing Dang Bi-hyeon.

Chae Se-yeon turned her head.

I looked at the place where Jo Pil had disappeared and spoke quietly.

“… I do not know.”

* * *

Following the lawmaker’s words that she must remain absolutely at rest, Dang Bi-hyeon lay motionless in bed until the day before the main election.

‘Still, I’m glad I went out as soon as I came to my senses.’

After almost begging to see the site, I was allowed to go out once.

At that time, when Ranya Abyss, which had been hidden in the room where she collapsed, was moved to the hiding place, all evidence linking Dang Bi-hyeon and Yoo Hyeok disappeared.

‘I almost died.’

As a military man, I handled it with a calm attitude, but the moment I was trapped in the netherworld, a chill ran down my spine.

If Wei Ji-gyeong hadn’t broken in from outside, there was a high probability that he would have been caught.

It wasn’t that there was no way, but I had no idea what the price would have been.

Dang Bi-hyeon, who was finally released from Yakdang, headed to the palace of Chusaldae.

When he found Chae Se-yeon, she opened her eyes wide at the suggestion he made.

“You need sparring?”

“There’s one day left until the finals. “I don’t think there is any point in training my martial arts skills, and it would be better to regain my sense of practical combat by competing with the great master.”

It was a life in bed where even the ability to open one’s fists was restricted.

In order to get back on track as soon as possible, Dang Bi-hyeon applied to Chae Se-yeon for a secretary role.

She nodded gently.

“okay. “No matter how much I researched, there was no improvement, so it worked out well.”

Chae Se-yeon accepted to at least cool her head.

As it was a day before the finals, not only Dang Bi-hyun but also Chae Se-yeon had a good sense of practice and there was nothing wrong with it.

The two stood in the training hall attached to the Chussaldae’s pavilion.

“Where is Nangongtae?”

“I went to the pharmacy. “I guess the two have crossed paths.”

“Did you go because of the burns?”

“no.”

Chae Se-yeon shook her head.

“The doctor examined the burns and found cavities in Tae’s mouth.”

“Ah, cavities.”

“… “Hyuk, you are,”

“I brush it every time without skipping it.”

“yes?”

Chae Se-yeon smiled and pulled out her sword.

Sreung.

“What about the rules?”

Sreung.

Dang Bi-hyeon was also examined.

However, there was a big difference in posture.

Chae Se-yeon took the standard posture of protecting her chest by holding a sword with the hand in front of her solar plexus.

On the other hand, Dang Bi-hyeon put his injured left hand behind his back and let his sword hang down toward the floor.

Chae Se-yeon stopped thinking about the rules and asked.

“are you okay? “Is it okay to spar?”

“It’s difficult to give a lumped answer.”

Dang Bi-hyeon said.

“It is true that we can spar. However, because it was a fairly severe penetrating wound, my left hand has not healed yet.”

Just as he said, all other wounds had disappeared, while his left hand appeared to be completely bandaged.

Chae Se-yeon blamed herself for not noticing this sooner and solved the cardinal formula.

“Then you can’t do that. “What if I make a mistake and the wound gets worse?”

“Isn’t that why you stood like this? “We need to prepare well for the finals today.”

Dang Bi-hyeon showed his bandaged left hand for a moment and then looked away again.

There was a reason why I chose a posture that could easily be misunderstood as being relaxed.

Chae Se-yeon didn’t seem to like it.

“It would be better to abstain… .”

“I will do as much as I can. “Isn’t this also an experience?”

“I’m worried. “Just say things that elders would say.”

The next task faced by Dang Bi-hyeon, who successfully took Min Nam-geon’s life, was to stop gunpowder pilferage.

Since this would be done without anyone knowing within the closed Murim Alliance, it was judged that it would be more helpful to maintain the status of a finals participant along with the title of Vice Commander of the Chussaldae.

‘If you think about it a little, you can get an estimate.’

Enter a space that is only allowed for participants or VIPs.

A position where the progress of the competition can be delayed or accelerated by making all kinds of excuses.

It was not possible to simply serve as a unit commander in a pursuit unit.

There was only one problem.

‘The finals start from the sixteenth round, and the Emperor comes when the Eight Rivers competition is taking place.’

When you begin your investigation, you must defeat at least one opponent to maintain your spot in the finals.

However, as Chae Se-yeon feared, there is a possibility that the wound will be permanent.

You have to break through sixteen rivers with just one fist.

This was by no means an easy task, so I tried to sharpen my senses by sparring with Chae Se-yeon in advance.

“Anyway, your will is strong, so it’s not for me to argue.”

“thank you.”

“it’s okay. “Just pick up your sword.”

Chae Se-yeon took the plunge again.

The tip of Dang Bi-hyeon’s sword, which had been pointing at the ground just before, was pointed at Chae Se-yeon.

She asked again the question she couldn’t ask before.

“What about the rules?”

“Let’s assume that whoever gets pushed out or surrenders loses.”

“okay.”

Since there were still only three members, there were no spectators as Namgung-tae was away.

There was silence in the palace hall of the Chussaldae.

It was quiet, but that didn’t mean it was peaceful.

Speculation emanated from Chae Se-yeon.

What Dang Bi-hyeon thought of in this bloody but well-organized fight was a blacksmith.

To an unfamiliar person, there is no tribe that appears to be as rough and reckless as the blacksmith.

However, to those with a little knowledge, a blacksmith was a craftsman who repeatedly worked the bellows flawlessly without any error.

Chae Se-yeon did the same.

‘It’s hard to get in first.’

I didn’t know where to start from when I was going to attack first.

When she pushed in like that, it felt like it was hard to handle.

A master of the basics.

Because of that, no special nickname was given until now after advancing to the finals, but the experts have already recognized its true value.

“You’re not coming?”

“You have to have a corner to stab in to get in.”

Chae Se-yeon snorted, as if a smile came out of her mouth.

Then he took a step forward.

Paang!

As is usually the case in competitions between masters, the first match without any foreshadowing created a clear and aggressive sound.

Kaaaaang—!

A minor conflict for the parties involved.

The power was such that it wouldn’t be surprising if someone’s head was taken off.

Dang Bi-hyeon, who struck away Chae Se-yeon’s sword, went on the offensive.

This was revealed in the Bobeop.

Green onions!

Even though she was within Chae Se-yeon’s gap, Dang Bi-hyeon boldly stepped forward to secure space and swung her sword horizontally.

‘If I meet Chae Se-yeon in real life… .’

Kaang!

Dang Bi-hyeon decided to use this opportunity to knock on Chae Se-yeon in various ways.

Chae Se-yeon’s counterattack came.

Huh!

What came to mind when Dang Bi-hyeon gathered his sword was a six-way iron fist.

Dangyeong’s words penetrated his mind.

‘Maintaining an offensive by moving laterally in a situation where you need to step back. If you can’t do it, it will be difficult to use the six-way iron fist in actual combat.’

Dang Bi-hyeon’s eyes lit up.

Shifaaang!

The air exploded from his sprint.

Dang Bi-hyeon, who immediately occupied Chae Se-yeon’s rear, struck down his sword.

Chae Se-yeon’s lips drew an arc.

Quang!

An explosion rang out.

The swords of the two interlocked people were filled with strength.

“Do we have to go this far?”

“Isn’t the purpose of raising practical sense?”

Pababat!

Dang Bi-hyeon, who widened the distance, stretched out his arms and attempted a threatening stab.

Wow!

When Chae Se-yeon blocked, Dang Bi-hyeon, who had fully expected it, immediately grabbed his sword and stabbed again.

The second method following the onslaught.

It was about maintaining distance and keeping thrusts in check.

Cheaeng! Kaang!

Chae Se-yeon managed her breathing and moved her wrists.

Her patience was running low as she continued to keep the fight in check, which clearly showed her intention to keep the fight going for a long time.

Battles bring both tension and joy.

If you don’t manage this, you may misread the flow and end up losing ridiculously.

Chae Se-yeon’s spirit did not waver.

He stood firm, repeating what he had to do.

‘Isn’t this one too?’

If the state of Tang Feixian develops, checks will be able to bring effective results.

The problem was that by that time, Chae Se-yeon would have become an even more expert player.

He moved on to the next method without any hesitation.

Pop!

The sword was stuck on the floor.

While Chae Se-yeon was giving her a puzzled look, Dang Bi-hyeon took out a fine needle from her belt.

Paang!

Chae Se-yeon swings her sword at Dang Bi-hyeon, who rushes in with alacrity.

Dang Bi-hyeon turned his body once and slipped to avoid it.

Sigh!

Dang Bi-hyeon’s hand, which slowed the pace by hitting the floor with his foot, was aimed at Chae Se-yeon’s wrist.

Chae Se-yeon responded calmly.

Wow!

In order to use a sword that was overwhelmingly longer than a fine needle, the spacing was widened and a sword strike was made to block the attack.

Huh!

As the distance increases, it becomes easier to deal with the opponent’s attacks, but at the same time, it becomes easier for the opponent to avoid them.

Tang Bi-hyeon, who avoided the sword by leaning his upper body, steadily stepped forward.

Every time he tried to approach, Chae Se-yeon used a sword technique that was faithful to the basics.

We were cautious about counterattacking.

‘You never know when to throw.’

Tang Fei-hyeon did not let up on his actions until the end and took the initiative and led the battle.

However, Chae Se-yeon did not give her a chance easily.

Even if I tried to hang my leg or do a gold orchid, it was all of no use.

Dang Bi-hyeon played with his feet one last time.

Wedge!

And then he threw a fine needle.

Taean!

Chae Se-yeon, who easily hit the ball, moved forward only then.

The blade, which he had not known at any moment, had left Tang Fei-hyeon’s hand, so now was the time to counterattack.

Standard movement.

However, what she overlooked was that Dang Bi-hyeon was a military man who deviated from the norm.

In Chae Se-yeon’s opinion, Tang Fei-hyeon’s best decision was to step back and retrieve the sword.

Therefore, he moved to block the space between the sword and Tang Bihyeon.

Faba Park!

But isn’t Dang Bi-hyeon rushing straight towards her, not with a sword?

‘Are you saying you’re giving up the initiative if you spend time retrieving the sword?’

The fighting spirit to fight even with bare hands was highly valued, but the game was almost decided from the moment the decision was made to rush in.

What if Dang Fei-hyeon didn’t have a second hand?

A fine needle protruded from the covered palm of Dang Bi-hyeon, who dodged Chae Se-yeon’s sword with her back turned.

Dang Bi-hyeon’s hand, holding a fine needle with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, rushed to Chae Se-yeon’s neck.

Wedge!

Chae Se-yeon gritted her teeth and distributed her energy throughout her body and turned on the sword.

A warm breeze spread in all directions.

Huuuung──!

Chae Se-yeon and Dang Bi-hyeon’s movements stopped.

Dangbihyeon’s mokuldae moved.

“… “I lost.”

The fine needle and the sword were about to take each other’s heads.

If you compare the distance between the two, it’s half a span.

It was exactly half a span, and the blade was closer to the neck than a sharp needle.

However, Chae Se-yeon shook her head.

“It’s a draw. “If it were a real situation, it would have been Donggwijin.”

“If you’re going to assume it’s real, you have to factor in self-defense as well. “It’s true that I lost.”

“… “What’s important about winning or losing?”

Dang Bi-hyeon and Chae Se-yeon’s eyes met.

Breathing, gaze, muscle tremors.

The sight of each other was engraved in our minds to the point of giving us goosebumps.

“I think I’ve developed a good sense of practical skills.”