The Party Will Not Fall - Chapter 106



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The time when Dang Bi-hyeon followed Chae Se-yeon toward Chaehwawon.

Now there was only one non-stage left in Jejeonwon.

It was a long-standing tradition in the finals.

“Now, all wins and losses will be decided on that off-stage.”

Nagyeol shouted.

“From now on! Hubei Festival finals… ”

slap!

A hand gesture that catches the eye.

And, the declaration everyone had been waiting for resonated throughout the entire festival.

“let’s begin.”

Waaaaaa—!

The finals have begun.

While the scene was noisy with applause and cheers, Namgung Seobaek was upset.

‘Wi Ji-gyeong is competing in the same box-to-box match as Tang Fei-hyeon, so there isn’t much to see today.’

In unlimited competitions, it was as if the winner had already been decided, so interest waned.

At least I was interested in martial arts.

This was because it was a game in which the eldest grandson of the family participated.

The finals began with a martial arts match, but the first match was not Namgung-tae’s match.

“by the way.”

“… … .”

“Why are you standing next to me?”

The sword demon answered confidently.

“It’s for self-defense.”

“That’s nonsense.”

“That’s what I was ordered to do.”

Namgung Seobaek burst out laughing.

“Yes, self-defense officer. “What is your name?”

The Sword Demon didn’t say anything, as if he had become mute.

Since Dang Bi-hyeon did not have a disguised identity like that of Yoo Hyeok, it was more accurate to say that he could not actually say anything.

In the midst of the first meeting, Namgung Seobaek glanced at the sword demon and shook his head.

“I said it before, but if you need help, come to me.”

“Not required.”

“I’m saying this because it’s obvious that you’re being used.”

Is Hyeonkyung still different no matter what?

The Sword Demon swallowed his saliva automatically as he looked at Namgung Seobaek’s gaze that seemed to penetrate his inner self.

Namgung Seobaek requested.

“At least promise me this.”

“W-what.”

“When you realize you are being used, or when you are betrayed.”

Even though he was clearly looking down, the Sword Demon felt the opposite feeling from Namgung Seobaek.

“Come to me first.”

At that moment, the Sword Demon realized.

I didn’t feel it because Namgung Seobaek was Hyeon-gyeong.

It was because I first faced the eyes of a senior whose time in life had accumulated.

The Sword Demon answered as if possessed.

“Okay… “Yes.”

After hearing the answer, Namgung Seobaek turned his head.

The Sword Demon caught a glimpse of him watching Bimu with a bored expression and took a step back.

How much time has passed?

Near the end of the first dance.

“Big man.”

A shadow fell on Namgung Seobaek’s face.

When he turned his head, a blush appeared on his face.

“It’s been a while.”

“You have been rejuvenated.”

“You have wrinkles.”

Namgung Seo-baek stood up and patted Myeong Hye-jin on the shoulder.

The reason why the two people greeted each other like old friends was no different.

“While Tang Suk was in retirement, I became a scholar.”

“You have become the most respected among Namgung’s collaterals.”

“He is supreme. “Is there anything else like that?”

Indeed, the two people reunited after a long time and resolved their past sorrows.

Among them, there was also a story about Yuhyeok, or Dangbihyeon.

Nangong Seobaek did not want to mention it first, but Myeonghyejinin spoke up.

“I guess the reason you ended your seclusion was to recommend Jisu Han?”

“… yes.”

“I am in the dark about the rumors because I am taking care of my students. “Please tell me about that child.”

At that moment, Nangong Seobaek sensed that the Sword Demon’s eyes were on him.

Myeonghyejin also seemed to notice and cast a glance at the Sword Demon for a moment.

But I didn’t pay much attention and looked at Namgung Seobaek again.

“What kind of talent do you have that the Ice Spirit Sword Emperor personally recommended you to the Murim Alliance?”

“well.”

His level was high compared to his age.

Considering the fact that he achieved this level thanks to his self-taught cancer skills, Dang Bi-hyeon could be considered a genius, one of a kind in his generation.

However, Tang Feixian’s true value did not lie simply in his martial arts skills.

“center.”

“Are you saying that heart is the greatest strength, surpassing both energy and body?”

“okay.”

“You seem to be quite a bright talent.”

Hyejin Myeong was impressed.

The most striking characteristics of a martial artist are its appearance and martial arts.

The features that are immediately imprinted in people’s eyes are the weapons used, the flashy herbivore, and other outstanding features.

The fact that Namgung-tae was given the nickname ‘Chwigeom’ can be understood in a similar context.

However, Namgung Seo-baek chose the heart and inner self as Dang Bi-hyeon’s strengths.

Then he added another word.

“The decision is quick, and it all fits together. “Do I need to say more?”

Hyejin Myeong nodded.

Fighting is a series of choices.

Should we block it or avoid it?

Should I swing it or stab it?

As the decisions made with one’s life on the scale dance intertwined, victory is always given to the one who makes the right decision.

Just now, Nangong Seobaek praised Dang Bihyeon for being a warrior who knows how to win.

“Is the box-to-box match that Yoo So-hyeop participated in?”

“right.”

“I’m going to climb to a high place.”

Hyejin Myeong smiled and adjusted her posture to sit down.

She had come to see a familiar face, but she had other business as well.

“It’s Namgung Tae’s game soon.”

Myeonghyejin’s eyes turned towards Namgung Seobaek.

Namgung Seobaek looked at her.

Sunken eyes.

At this moment, she was not a collateral of the Namgung family, but a member of the shaman’s field.

“Do you know who the other person is?”

“I do not know.”

“This is one of the children brought in by the shaman who said he would show me outside.”

“okay? “It will be a good dance.”

Namgung Seobaek responded with half sincerity and half pretense.

In fact, most of the latter-day indices were below Namgung-tae’s, so victory or defeat was easily expected.

But Hyejin Myeong seemed to think differently.

“It will be close.”

“… okay?”

“This is a child I took care of from the basics. “I was overflowing with martial talent, so I taught a lot of things, and every single one of them became excellent.”

“I guess I should say hello sometime. “What is your name?”

The previous meeting was just finished.

The loser stumbled to his feet, and the winner smiled even though his torn forehead was bleeding.

The two men grabbed hold of each other and went down.

Namgung Seo-baek’s gaze fell on Namgung Tae.

When he went up to the non-stage, a young man of his age, dressed in the neat ceremonial attire of a shaman, was waiting on the other side.

Myeonghyejin was also looking at the same place as Namgung Seobaek.

“Forgive your subordinates and respect your superiors,”

Namgung-tae and the young man took a step forward.

“Seoheum (恕欽).”

* * *

“Please take care of me. “It’s called Namgungtae.”

When Namgung-tae introduced himself, the young man just stared at him without reacting.

The referee rolled his eyes.

Introducing yourself to each other is definitely a formality in martial arts.

If a fight takes place in a public place like this, it must precede this fight.

Just as I was wondering whether I should give him any notice, the young man accepted Namgung-tae’s introduction.

“This is the shaman’s Seoheum.”

The referee cleared his throat.

“Okay then… .”

“If you are Namgung Seok, is this the Changgung Muae Swordsmanship?”

Namgung-tae looked up at Seo-heum’s question.

Seoheum’s military commander came into view.

It was ordinary, even down to the fact that he had a sword on his waist.

However, he was carrying two spears of different lengths on his back, as well as a shield.

At first glance, he looked like a boy who simply wanted to act strong rather than a shaman’s disciple.

‘But you made it to the finals, and you’re asking me about Changgung Muae Sword Technique.’

The meaning of asking for confirmation would be whether you can fight with that sword technique today.

Namgung-tae nodded slightly.

“I will use it if necessary.”

“I didn’t use my inner strength on the way up here.”

Namgung-tae said, ‘Hmm?’ While doing so, she smoothed her sword blade with her fingertips.

“It’s a martial arts battle, so of course you can’t use your internal energy, right?”

“So, I didn’t use it at all.”

“Hoo… .”

In martial arts combat, it is not allowed to release internal energy externally.

In other words, you should not use strong energy.

Therefore, there is no limit to the ability of internal energy flowing through the blood vessels within the body to strengthen the body.

But even without that, they were saying that they advanced to the finals with pure martial arts.

Since I had seen more than one eye on my way up here, I’m sure he wasn’t bluffing.

“What do you want to say?”

“I hope Sohyeop will let me use my skills.”

Seohyun turned around.

The referee, who checked that he was heading to the starting position, came to the center of the off-stage.

“Okay then, really… .”

“This is also common.”

Seoheum stopped.

He turned his head and made direct eye contact with Namgung Tae.

Namgung-tae continued.

“Sohyeop, I hope you make me regret bringing a bottle of alcohol with me.”

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a bottle of alcohol, tilted his head back and drank it as if showing off.

“Wow!”

“It’s hot, Chwigeom!”

The citizens cheering for Namgung-tae chanted Chwigeom’s nickname.

Seoheum smiled and raised his hand on the sword and asked.

“Is it the peak?”

Namgung-tae, who drank half of his drink in one go, tilted his head.

“It’s the end of the season.”

“is it.”

“Did you break through the wall?”

A light wind touched the referee’s back.

Na Gyeol caught the eye of the referee who looked behind him.

He used hand gestures to ask what on earth he was doing.

‘No, the parties are not going to fight yet, so what should I do?’

There was nothing the referee could do other than cry and shrug his shoulders.

At the same moment, Seoheum opened his mouth.

“Peach general.”

There was an overwhelming silence on both sides.

The audience cheered, but it did not reach the two people.

Only then could the referee do his job.

“Are you both ready?”

Namgung-tae and Seo-heum held the sword at the same time.

The referee quickly stepped back.

“Battle begins!”

Shifaaaang!

Namgung-tae ran in excitedly.

However, the person who charged in thought that the other team was curious.

‘He revealed his weaknesses and how to attack them.’

I will not use any of my strength until the moment of crisis comes.

Seoheum declared so.

Nangungtae’s sword struck like a beam of light.

It was a sharp sword strike followed by a strong stepping foot.

‘Get it over with right away before it’s recognized as a crisis!’

Wedge!

Seo Heum began to take action while accurately glaring at Nam Gung Tae’s sword strike.

Shhh!

Seo Heum’s hand went behind his back as he countered with his sword.

What he took out, taking advantage of the moment of leisure, was a single spear.

Cough! Huh!

Block with the sword and stab with the javelin.

Although it was relatively short in length, it was still a spear and was enough to target Nangungtae’s vital points.

Namgung-tae twisted his upper body to avoid it.

At that moment, an unexpected shock struck Nangungtae.

Pow!

“Ugh!”

Namgung-tae, who blocked the attack with his arm, jumped backwards and retreated.

He forcibly changed the direction of the spear he was stabbing at and was hit by a slashing attack.

The movement was predicted.

Namgung-tae, holding the sword with both hands, gritted his teeth and charged again.

Pabababak!

Strong stepping foot.

A body that rotates around the stepping foot.

‘I put a lot of force into it.’

Seoheum countered and swung his sword.

As long as I blocked, I could counterattack my disheveled posture.

Huh!

However, instead of the expected attack, Seoheum’s sword only cut into the air.

Namgung-tae’s opposite foot really took a step.

‘One more lap!’

Namgung-tae, who had provoked a response by pretending to attack, turned his body further and finally swung his sword.

Seoheum threw out a javelin and barely managed to block it.

Haha!

“… “You’re such a sucker for fighting?”

“Thank you for the compliment. “Same goes for you.”

Smirk.

The two people laughed at the same time.