[The Three Kingdoms] Golden Sun Exhibition - Chapter 200



200 – Geum Taeyang, the thief (9)

Wow!!

A shout rings out.

Sanghyang went up to the non-stage and enjoyed the cheers of the people.

When was the last time you truly enjoyed radishes this much?

After my sky fell, I felt like I had finally found the light after walking alone in the darkness.

Ah, I can finally feel the light here.

Today, I was particularly happy to see the sunlight hanging in the sky.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!”

The opponent is a bearded man, Wiyeon.

He held a double pole in both hands and let out a roar.

Although the pole was made of wood, the material did not matter to a man who had excellent skill in handling the pole.

All you have to do is defeat the opponent before the tree is damaged.

Wiyeon has been crushing his opponents with such quick and exciting attacks.

The same goes for upwards.

Of the three warriors who had the most aggressive tendencies of anyone on the Palgang, two fought in the Palgang.

Total attack.

The side that thinks only about attack will win.

This is different from Huang Chung, who strengthens his defense and then seizes the opportunity to counterattack, or Zhao Wun, who balances offense and defense and looks like Taishan.

Like Gamnyeong, who was similar to them but showed a more rough side, he had to deal with it with skill rather than force.

Weiyeon was a man a few years older than himself.

Weiyeon was a man stronger than himself.

Differences between men and women are meaningless when standing on a non-stage.

If I had decided to talk about the physical differences between men and women, I would have participated in a women-only martial arts competition.

How many men have you defeated so far?

All the way to Palgang, Sanghyang achieved victory by defeating several men in one piece – or in dozens.

Even against Wei Yan, she was confident.

but.

“Why are you doing that?”

A man with black hair, who called himself Geumtaeyang, approached.

As the organizer of this tournament, Sanghang was uncomfortable with his words, but he couldn’t speak bluntly because he felt like he was worried about him.

Not an evil person.

Because I stayed here and saw it with my own eyes.

“just.”

Upward pointed to a place where a lot of weapons were placed.

“I was just worried.”

“Are you worried?”

“Yes. Which weapon would be better?”

“…I don’t know much about the world of nothingness.”

Geumtaeyang nodded, sending a look of trust upward.

“I hope it will be a game with no regrets. If you have any illusions, please shake them off and reveal your full strength.”

“…….”

Was it advice, or was it just nonsense?

That will depend on how you accept it.

“…after.”

Sanghyang clenched his fists as he watched Geumtaeyang leaving unarmed.

“Let me ask you one thing.”

“yes.”

“This match, who would you bet on?”

“…I already walked. And.”

Geumtaeyang clenched his fist and aimed it at Weiyeon.

“I hope you win.”

“…Foot.”

Geum Taeyang glanced at Wiyeon and quickly left for the host’s seat.

Wiyeon waved his hand at Geumtaeyang, but Geumtaeyang waved his hand roughly at Weiyeon and sat down in his seat.

Tae-soo, next to Moon Bing.

Looking closely, I saw that Moon Bing was sitting as if he was assisting the governor Geum Taeyang.

Weiyeon was also concerned about Geumtaeyang and was glaring at him as if he were his enemy.

“Hmph…! No matter how much the teacher identifies a woman and takes her side, the world of nothingness is cold!”

“…flaw.”

Reveal yourself to your fullest.

Upward picked up the most unusual weapon among the weapons on the table.

“…after.”

Hwageuk.

A sharp spear with a crescent-shaped blade on both sides at the end.

Some people only wear wolla on one side, but when Yeopo began to hang wala on both sides, it started to become a trend across the country.

Very shiny.

Following Lu Bu’s death, the popularity of hwageuk with double woeas waned.

– Only Lu Bu’s weapons can be used.

None of those who made it to the Sixteenth Level had any fireworks, and that was the same for the upper classes as well.

however.

Crash.

She grabbed hold of Hwageuk.

It was like a replica of a wooden Bangcheonhwageuk, but Sanghyang, holding it, felt calmer than ever.

Jerk, jerk.

The off-stage became quiet.

Holding a weapon of the same type as the Bangcheonhwageuk of Lu Bu, the strongest warrior in the central plains, rather than any other weapon, was also a declaration that I was the strongest.

But what is Bangcheonhwageuk?

It is a weapon that only Lu Bu, the strongest military commander in the world, could properly wield.

Not only was it unsuitable for an ordinary warrior to use, but it also didn’t seem easy for a woman to handle.

however.

An image of someone began to appear from above, holding the Bangcheonhwageuk.

“Oh… yes, it seemed like you had one move left. That was your statement.”

The opponent, Wei Yan, grabbed the double pole left and right.

“There is nothing lacking in dealing with you! I will deal with you with all my might, Weiyeon!”

“…It’s noisy.”

Sanghyang grasped the end of the drama with a movement that I had seen before.

“Do you fight with your mouth?”

Dang, dang, dang!

With the sound of the bell, the two warriors rushed towards each other at the same time.

* * *

“and….”

Bangcheonhwageuk was originally a weapon made for fun.

Of course, the real Bangcheonhwageuk is stored in Heodo and is managed under the strict management of Jojo.

Because no one can easily use Bangcheonhwageuk.

It may not be said that it is cursed because it was used by Lu Bu, but according to Cao Ren and Seo Huang, who became quite close to it, Bangcheonhwageuk was a weapon that even generals like themselves could not easily handle.

So, in order to select the strongest warrior, Bangcheonhwageuk was created as one of the weapons provided to the warriors.

That was just for fun.

It was produced to spice up the competition with the intention that if anyone came forward with a counterfeit Bangcheonhwageuk, he or she would show appropriate skills.

however.

Kaaang, kaaang, kaaang!!

Today, I felt like I was indirectly experiencing what it would have been like if Lu Bu had diary diary on the battlefield.

Wi-yeon tilted his head back, criss-crossing the two poles as the Bangcheonhwageuk played horizontally.

He barely managed to avoid the stab and blocked it, then stepped back and flicked the fire pole upward, soon pulling his arm inward.

“Ugh!”

Wiyeon swung down with great enthusiasm as if scattering the twin poles.

Swinging the two poles at the same time, my hands were sweating as I feared that I might hit upwards and get seriously injured in a powerful strike.

Sagagak.

However, Sanghyang returned the fire more quickly than Wiyeon.

She regained her stance with incredible speed, inserted her wua into the double blade, and powerfully received an oblique blow.

“Ugh?!”

Could it be that he didn’t expect that his blow would be blocked?

Weiyeon barely managed to return the foot he had tried to stretch forward to its original position.

The movement felt like my feet were twisted.

Weiyeon’s movements were so erratic that even someone like me could notice.

“I thought I was going to avoid that, but I was moving forward…?”

“you’re right.”

Moon Bing, who was watching from the side, helped out.

“A woman would avoid it. You would have thought so….”

“Haaab–!!”

Sanghyang thrust his Hwageuk forward with great enthusiasm.

The two double poles were stretched out diagonally with one pole, and Wei Yan frowned and jumped backwards.

It was to free his double pole caught in the fire of fire, but both were caught at the same time and he could not get out easily.

“She is a strong woman, Sanghyang.”

Jaune shook his head and acknowledged the upgrade.

From my perspective, Sanghyang was something that could never be defeated by Weiyeon.

“Isn’t it because of the weapon?”

“Even if it’s because of the weapon.”

“…What’s wrong with the weapon?”

Moon Bing and Zhao Yun were having a conversation that only they could understand.

“Are you saying that Sanghyang is good at using weapons of the same type as Bangcheonhwageuk? Wiyeon’s twingeuks are like Seongseongjeolgi?”

“…That’s true, but the fact that it’s a martial arts competition is important.”

Jaune pointed to the weapon that Weiyeon was holding.

“Looking at it objectively, it is true that Weiyeon is stronger than Sangyang. But what is important now is that the power that each can produce is similar.”

“Are you saying that Wei Yan’s condition is bad today and he can’t use his full strength?”

“Weiyeon is using his full power right now. What I want to say is…the power loaded into the weapon cannot contain all of Weiyeon’s power.”

“ah.”

I immediately understood what Jaune said.

“Because it’s a tree.”

“If it were iron, we would probably have won or lost quickly.”

“Ugh!!”

Wiyeon burst out in anger and barely escaped Sanghyang’s attack.

Anyone could see that he was fuming because he was being pushed by his superiors, and it was obvious at a glance that he was feeling unfair.

“If it weren’t for the competition regulations, I would have climbed up with the iron pole. It’s that heavy.”

“but….”

This is a martial arts competition.

The competition regulations only stipulate the use of ‘wooden weapons’.

“In terms of strength, Weiyeon may be a little stronger, but in terms of martial arts, upwards are stronger.”

“…….”

They are pushed back because of the competition rules.

Will Weiyeon be able to easily admit that?

“Kaaa!!”

Wiyeon let out a roar and rushed back.

He started swinging the double pole with the same force as before, and with the force of a roar, the upper pole retreated and began to counter with the fire pole.

“…are you admitting it?”

Wiyeon looked like an animal that was about to run amok even though it was chained.

Although there were limits to the power he could produce, he tried to exert all of his limited power.

“I’m a little sorry.”

“It’s okay not to feel too sorry. Even if we meet on the battlefield and exchange stories as enemy commanders, Weiyeon won’t necessarily win.”

“That’s right, Teacher Geum. Even if you fight with Ilgito on a battlefield that isn’t really a martial art… it doesn’t mean that Sanghyang has no chance of winning.”

“If only strength were strong, those who were ignorantly strong would have become the strongest on the continent.”

Jaune’s words were full of power.

“Teacher Geum, what name did you give to this competition?”

“Shinya First Martial Arts Competition.”

“That’s right. It’s a martial art. It’s a skill. If I had won simply because I was stronger, it would have just been a battle with Shinya’s greatest strength.”

Suddenly.

Kaaan!

One pole bounced high into the sky.

“The same goes for Ilkito. Strength, technique, physical condition of the day, weapons, all of them combined to compete is Bimmu.”

When I saw Wolah on the pole, I knew victory or defeat.

“Your weapon handling skills are much higher on the upward side.”

It was no excuse that the power was limited due to the material of the weapon.

Because martial arts was overwhelmingly pushed aside.

“Winner, upward ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!”

Palgangjeon.

As expected, Wiyeon lost and Sanghang won.

“thank god.”

To Weiyeon, don’t walk.