The Party Will Not Fall - Chapter 107



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If the fight is prolonged, the audience’s interest decreases.

In a way, it’s natural, but in fact, the audience doesn’t know exactly what’s going on off stage.

The mainstream was to guess and appreciate the situation by vaguely seeing it being pushed back or the situation happening in an instant.

From that perspective, there is a degree of pushing and being pushed, but if you keep repeating it over and over again, it’s no fun.

The clash between Namgung-tae and Seo-heum was also prolonged.

“Oooh!”

“Cheer up, Chwigeom!”

However, the audience’s interest showed no signs of decreasing at all.

The main reason was that it was a martial arts battle.

“Has anyone here seen the preliminaries of the author fighting against the sword?”

“I saw it, and when it encounters an enemy while crushing it with a sword, it takes out that short spear.”

“So you couldn’t make anyone take out their polearms and shields?”

It was clear how the fight was going compared to the unlimited fight or the late index fight, so much so that there was even a debate about the two.

Kaga River!

Although it didn’t reach Namgung-tae and Seo-heum’s ears at all.

“Are we at full power now?”

“That can be possible!”

Wedge!

Nangong Seobaek’s sword tore through the headwind and advanced.

Seoheum, with his back to the wind, stretched out his javelin to face it and rapidly narrowed the distance.

Cheaeng—!

The pointed blade of the short spear scraped the side of the sword.

With restrictions placed on Namgung-tae’s sword, Seo-heum’s sword aimed at the shoulder area.

However, the sword never touched Namgung-tae.

He lowered his stance in the direction where the sword hit, attempted to evade quickly, and continued his attack in a flowing manner.

Seoheum had no choice but to defend himself by giving him space.

Because Namgung-tae, who had strengthened his body through internal energy, was ahead in speed, he continued to take a step back.

Seoheum found a way to turn the situation around without using his inner strength until the end.

Whoops!

Seoheum, who delayed Namgungtae for a moment by swinging his short spear with all his might, put his sword away.

He attached the pole of his short spear to the underside of his arm and aimed at Namgung-tae.

Instead of rushing straight away, Namgung-tae moved slowly and settled down.

‘Are you going to use your inner strength from now on?’

Just as Namgung-tae’s mind was starting to become complicated.

Phew!

Seoheum, who had tilted the balance pendulum forward, struck low and fast.

The inner power was still stored in the danjeon.

Namgung-tae narrowed his eyes and drew a diagonal line with his sword.

Wow!

The spear blade and blade met.

At that time, Seoheum’s hand twitched.

Namgung-tae was watching even the slightest muscle movements.

Whipping!

The spear attached to the arm was freed.

It curved downward and stretched out in a semicircle to hit Namgungtae’s abdomen.

widely!

Namgung-tae waited and blocked it with his arm.

At that time, Seoheum’s other hand grabbed the spear pole.

Seoheum, who pushed for just a moment, immediately took all the pressure away and turned his body.

With the intention of kicking him to the side, Namgung-tae first thrust his shoulder in and engaged him.

Pow!

Seo Heum’s attack did not produce the desired power as the impact point was much closer than expected.

Namgungtae gathered momentum and swung his sword.

Originally, it was rare for a sword to attempt a thrust attack against a spear.

This was because there was a clear difference in range.

However, now Seoheum has narrowed the distance first.

It was a move that made enough sense.

Seoheum’s spear whirled.

Taaaaaaaaa!

Seo Heum blocked it almost on the same line, right before it reached his shoulder.

He looked straight at Nangungtae with sharp eyes and held his spear.

He shook off Nangungtae’s sword and suddenly threw a javelin with both hands.

Seoheum dug into the side of Namgung-tae, who reflexively snatched the spear.

As I fully felt the sensation of each finger joint, my clenched fist quickly stretched out.

Namgung-tae thrust the spear and raised his leg.

Quaaaang!

An explosion rang out.

Namgung-tae was pushed to the other side of the off-stage.

Namgungtae, pushed back by his formidable strength, threw away his spear, which was broken in two.

My legs, which I had hastily raised for defense, tingled.

“Have you finally decided to use your inner skills?”

“Tai Chi.”

Seoheum said.

“Try to block it.”

Paang!

The audience and even some of the military personnel in the VIP area could not believe their eyes.

A fist against a sword.

In the eyes of some people, Seo Heum seemed to be acting recklessly.

A moment’s mistake will lead directly to defeat.

Of course, a steadfast warrior had a chance of winning no matter what weapon he faced.

But now it was a chore.

Since it was a martial arts battle, strength was limited, so martial arts was even more disadvantageous.

Wedge!

Nangungtae’s sword swung.

Seo Heum was not afraid and charged head on.

In an instant, the fist smoothly performed a difficult feat.

He stretched out his arm at the right time and delivered a sword strike with the back of his hand.

Namgung-tae had no time to feel resentful.

In martial arts combat, all weapons can be used freely, but there is no rule that states that weapons must be used unconditionally.

He went on the defensive.

Tai Chi was right around the corner.

Huh!

My fist clenched.

Namgung-tae, who took a step back and gained a moment, gathered up his sword.

At this time, Seoheum folded his hands over his fists.

Pulling force and pushing force.

The two sides combined and struck Namgungtae’s sword face.

Shitaaaang—!

The power was so strong that Namgung-tae had to watch as the sword he was holding tightly flew away from his hand.

Seoheum and Namgungtae both bare handed.

The thoughts of Namgung-tae retreating and Seo-heum rushing forward overlapped.

‘Time to retrieve the sword… .’

‘Time to take out the weapon… .’

Wow!

Two fists crossed each other.

Although they did not collide at one point, their thoughts went the same way.

‘does not exist!’

Bababababaak!

Each blocked in his own way and stretched out in his own way.

The race between the two was approaching its end.

Wow!

Seo Heum, who received Nangung Tae’s fist with his palm, developed Tai Chi like flowing water.

I clenched my fist and let go of the blow I received.

Wow!

Namgoong Tae fights back with fist after fist.

He did not neglect to learn martial arts in case he lost his weapon, so he played with his feet, looking for the best opportunity.

It was the point that decided victory or defeat.

Namgung-tae was a model student.

I knew when to defend well and saw opportunities to attack.

Although I made accurate decisions moment by moment, there was no time to consider manipulation or deception.

And Seoheum.

He was also a model student, but there was one thing that was different.

The Tai Chi he learned represents gentleness.

In other words, this meant that it was a fighting method optimized to adapt to the ever-changing battlefield.

“Sigh!”

After a while, Namgung-tae took a deep breath and punched his fist.

Seohyun’s eyes lit up.

He leaned down and stretched his arms upward.

Paralock! grasp!

The two men’s military uniforms swayed in the wind.

Nangungtae’s fist hit the air.

It was because Seo Heum stretched out his arm and stopped him from changing the path of the strike.

However, there was a separate point where Namgung-tae felt puzzled.

‘You could have blocked and counterattacked, but why did you extend your arms in the air?’

The doubts were resolved in an instant.

Up!

Seoheum’s arm wrapped around Namgungtae’s arm like a snake.

As I held on to the robe with my hand, one arm was completely sealed.

This did not simply mean that he lost the use of an arm.

If you think about it that way, Seohyun also used one arm.

Seo Heum’s true intentions were different.

“Don’t run away.”

Wow!

Just because you claim to be soft doesn’t mean you can’t be rigid.

Tai Chi hit me in the stomach.

Namgung-tae gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but was unable to prevent himself from being knocked down by the follow-up attack.

Quang!

Namgung-tae, who was hit in the solar plexus, flew over a dozen pieces and rolled on the floor.

And about a dozen scenes later, it was under the off-stage.

“… “Outside the market.”

The referee called the winner.

“Seoheum, win!”

Wow!

The audience was enthusiastic about the emergence of a new powerhouse.

A martial artist who did not receive much attention during the preliminaries defeated Chwigeom.

In the process, he even jumped in front of the sword with his bare fists, so he was not discouraged that Namgung-tae, whom many people were rooting for, was eliminated.

Seo Heum came down from the off stage and headed towards Nam Gung Tae.

He was just getting up from shaking off the dirt.

“So, you used your skills, right?”

“Tsk! Keck! Cough, Cough!”

Seoheum suddenly burst out laughing and even heard his voice.

After coughing and swallowing, he sagged again and nodded.

“You made me use my strength. “I did my best in the end.”

“Then that’s enough.”

Namgung-tae asked after removing the dirt from his shoulder.

“But why are you suddenly speaking informally?”

“I think it would be okay to be friends with you.”

“… … .”

“no?”

Namgung-tae looked at Seo-heum.

Where on earth had the sharp eyes that I had seen during the dance gone? A young man with an innocent look was staring intently at Namgung-tae.

I lowered my head.

“There’s no way I wouldn’t like it.”

“good. nice to meet you!”

Seoheum held out his hand.

A handshake, not a fist.

Namgung-tae shook his hand and asked.

“Have you ever heard of the Chusaldae?”

* * *

“That’s it.”

Dang Bi-hyeon and Chae Se-yeon, who heard the story of Namgung-tae and Seo-heum’s meeting yesterday, turned their eyes to the side at the same time.

Seoheum, humming a song and sitting next to Namgungtae, caught my eye.

After listening to it all, I realized that he, who already resembled a puppy, was even more like a puppy.

He felt his gaze and looked at Tang Feixian.

“I want to join the expulsion squad.”

“It’s not up to me to decide.”

Then Seo-heum this time turned his eyes to Chae Se-yeon.

“I want to join the death squad!”

“… It will be decided after the Hubei Festival is over. “Wait until then.”

Seohyun’s shoulders slumped.

Dang Bi-hyeon stopped paying attention to him.

Cheaeng! Kaga River!

A fierce battle continued on the off-stage.

A loose attire that resembled a skirt was fluttering about.

The woman who jumped into the blurry blooming plum blossoms created a whirlpool of energy.

My own work!

The woman’s sword glided through and stopped in front of the opponent’s uvula.

As if time had stopped on the off-stage, the two remained motionless until the plum blossoms withered.

Finally, the opponent announced the end.

“ha… . “It’s surrender.”

As soon as the declaration of surrender was announced, the woman holding the sword turned her back.

The finishing touches were the responsibility of the referee.

“Gongsunhee, win!”

Gong Son-hee, who immediately defeated Hwasan’s late Ji-soo, left the off-stage with a straight gait.

An attitude as if there is nothing worth paying attention to in the world.

While giving off that kind of vibe, there was someone who passed through her gaze.

Namgung-tae opened his mouth with an expression of surprise.

“It was just for a moment, but I think he saw us.”

“It’s not us, it’s this person.”

Seoheum pointed to Chae Se-yeon.

She stayed silent and caught a glimpse of Gongsunhee at those words, but she did not show any particular reaction.

Namgung-tae and Seo-heum started chatting casually.

Tang Feixian looked at Gongsunxi from the corner of his eye.

That stubborn attitude disappeared like snow melting under Na-gyeol’s smile.

Dang Bi-hyeon was lost in thought after seeing her back as she ran to talk to Na-gyeol.

‘Are you sincerely in love with me? There seems to be room to utilize it in its own way.’

After putting new information into his mind, he touched Chae Se-yeon with his fingertips.

“lender.”

“huh?”

“I guess it’s the head lord’s turn.”

“Oh, I see.”

Chae Se-yeon stood up after spotting a member of the Hyeonmu Dan approaching her from afar.

Tang Feixian’s eyes sank.

‘Seven weeks after the sixteen rivers.’

The Emperor’s arrival was not far away.