The World of Sound - Chapter 69
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BANG!!!
Gulp!
As Cheonhwa snapped his fingers as if striking the empty air, Peng Jinseong’s body, which had been rushing at him fiercely, shook violently and was pushed back.
I was barely able to hold on to my feet at the edge of the unarmed field, and I was in a situation where I almost lost.
If it weren’t for the powerful Pacheonbyeokdo, the Tao would have been destroyed and ended in an instant.
“Coolook!”
However, instead of blocking it, blood gushed out from Peng Jinseong’s mouth, evidence of internal injuries, as if his insides were damaged.
“Tanjishin-kong?!”
“No. That’s not it. Look at that!”
I couldn’t even figure out what had happened.
It was obvious that he was embarrassed, as if it was the same for everyone else.
That’s why I brought up the Tanjishinkong, which shoots out internal energy that has been condensed by striking the empty space, but soon I found a tiny piece of silver that fell from the path of Peng Jinseong, as if there were quite a few masters among them.
Although it was inferior to Tanjishin-kong, everyone began to express their admiration, as they could guess how great Cheonhwa’s internal energy was just by the fact that he had shot it with that much internal energy.
It was just a very small move, but it was enough to completely dispel all the false rumors surrounding Cheonhwa.
“Oh, is it worth more than one grain?”
Cheonhwa, who had shown off that amazing move, still looked relaxed and raised his eyebrows as if he was very surprised.
If he just hits like this, it will be over the line, but he doesn’t prepare any follow-up attacks as if he’s giving me a chance.
“Damn it. Another witchcraft!”
At that sight, Peng Jinseong exploded in anger once again.
What makes me mad is that he is using nothing but scraps of silver to deal with me, and that I almost got hurt by that.
He also knew that Cheonhwa was not his opponent, but he could not admit it because of the petty pride of the authors of Myeongmun.
He doesn’t want to admit that he is inferior to some rookie in the martial arts world who has never even heard of the name of the monk.
“… … .”
“What did you just say?”
“Sorcery? That bastard is just talking nonsense.”
However, it was an obvious mistake.
Normally, this would have been an easy thing to pass over, but now there were a lot of Sapha masters lined up here.
The fact that he uttered words like sorcery in a place that was supposed to promote harmony and cooperation between politics and private affairs was enough to provoke them.
Although the term ‘sorcery’ does not necessarily refer to a specific method used by the sect, that is what the so-called ‘Jungpa’ people would say whenever they were subjected to their clever and vicious methods.
Also, even if it was witchcraft, it was not a problematic position.
That was also a method, and the non-competitive competition is a place to compete on results, not process.
If it was something truly vicious, evil, and unacceptable, the other masters gathered here would have stopped it first.
Because there were dozens of top-class experts gathered here right now.
The fact that no one moved except for Peng Gaju, who was flustered and shaking her buttocks, meant that Cheonhwa’s method was completely acceptable.
Because of that, the inside of the room became cold for a moment, and rough emotions boiled up inside it.
Not only was there a lot of negative feelings about Peng Jinseong, but also about Peng Ga.
With the words, “Then that’s how it is,” called the political faction.
“Oh, misunderstanding. That’s not what I meant… …!”
It is a world where Sapa prevails.
Although the Gupailbang and Odaesega are still groups with power that the Sapa people cannot easily approach, there are quite a few groups within the Sapa that have power comparable to them.
That’s why the words he blurted out could have a negative impact on his family.
Thanks to that, even Jinseong Paeng, who was in the middle of a fight, was shocked, but it was too late.
Also, Cheonhwa’s generosity was not broad enough to wait for it to be explained one by one.
“So what if it’s witchcraft, or what if it’s not? The one who can’t stop it is the one with the upper hand.”
He curled his fingers again, saying something that would drive a wedge in.
At the action that seemed to foreshadow a follow-up attack, Peng Jinseong gave up on explaining and gritted his teeth.
Unlike the Pengka martial arts that are characterized by being straightforward and ruthless, he gave up on confronting Cheonhwa head-on, shaking his body from side to side.
“This time it’s a bigger one.”
Taang-!
Oh my god!!!
However, I couldn’t avoid Cheonhwa’s attacks with unfamiliar body movements that weren’t even my style.
Moreover, unlike the ones who moved around busily, Cheonhwa could shoot silver fragments wherever he wanted with just a slight adjustment of direction, so it was impossible to avoid them in the first place.
“Cough!!”
In that one room, Peng Jinseong’s body flew through the air.
Somehow, he succeeded in blocking it by concentrating all his power on the Tao, but he was unable to handle the force that Cheonhwa fired and was blown away.
Although it was admirable that he could not let go of the Tao, it was difficult to look at his sturdy body struggling around in an embarrassed state of unconsciousness.
“Oh. I guess there were a few more crumbs stuck on it?”
“Poohahaha! That guy is so handsome!”
“Hou-dae looked fine, but it seems it was only on the outside!”
“That guy is Doryeong? If he’s Saeunryong, I’ll admit it!”
The biggest chunk hit the bastard’s head, but the little crumbs that got on his fingertips hit the bastard’s entire body.
If it weren’t for Peng Ga, who was born with great strength and a large build and never neglected to train as if he were practicing external energy, he might have been pierced to death with such force.
However, not everyone knows that fact.
Because of this, Peng Jinseong’s pitiful defeat was met with only ridicule from everyone.
“The winner is the evil dragon, the heavenly flower!”
“Evil dragon. I like it!”
“Eat all the other dragons and phoenixes and ascend to heaven!!”
With that laughter, the victory of Cheonhwa was declared.
Finally, it was so shameful that he was dragged away by the family’s servants and disappeared, that it was actually fortunate for Pang Jinseong that he was unconscious at the moment.
“It’s not an evil dragon, it’s a happy dragon! Don’t misunderstand, I’m not a Sapain… …!”
But unlike the Safains who laughed out loud, most of the Jeongpas were silent.
The defeat of Habukpengga, one of the pillars of the faction that Cheonhwa had thought would win naturally, came as a painful and chilling blow to them.
If things continued like this, if Cheonhwa really did break all the other dragons and phoenixes, it would be a huge problem, and in order to at least preserve the prestige of the already broken sect, some people tried to claim that Cheonhwa was not a Sapa person, but they were soon buried in the noise.
Whether it’s an evil dragon or a good dragon, it doesn’t matter to people anymore.
After all, a nickname is a name that people call you by.
Also, that doesn’t mean Cheonhwa was a political person.
“… … !!”
And among them, there was one person whose expression was particularly hardened.
Like Peng Jinseong, he was the son of the Murong family who gave half of the silver to Cheonhwa.
Because it was his turn next.
Although I had thought that Peng Jinseong might lose, I had never thought that he would be defeated so miserably and overwhelmingly.
My fear could only grow as I thought that at least some minor injuries might be caused.
Even with just a few scraps of silver, I ended up like that, so the more I tried not to think about what would happen to half a silver coin, the more clearly it came to mind.
“Hehehe. Let’s see how much I earned.”
Meanwhile, Cheonhwa lightly went down the stage and looked for someone.
A lucky draw. To see how much your money has increased in predicting the winner.
I knew that he had the nickname of Evil Dragon, that he was called the Two-Ta-Gwang-In, and that he boasted of overwhelming martial arts, but I knew that he had been caught up in false propaganda, and that there were an overwhelming number of people who had bet money on the fact that his opponent was the Sogaju of the Habuk Peng family, one of the five great factions.
I felt good about seeing the increased money since I would have received such a large dividend and bet it again on another game.
However, all the betting was done just before the fight started.
A master of that level can accurately predict who will win just by looking at the game, but there may be some corruption.
Since they had already reached the finals, they may have conspired to lose or been threatened, so I checked their heartbeats right before the match and then bet my money.
There is a clear difference between simply being nervous and going into a match with the intention of fixing the outcome.
If he could control his physical movements to that extent, he would have easily been able to achieve a high ranking in the first place, so Cheonhwa’s prediction was 100% accurate.
Lesson 128.
He made a huge amount of money by correctly predicting 58 out of 64 bets.
The remaining six matches were not all suspected of match-fixing, but they included cases where someone with the ability to win was scared or very nervous for some reason and did not perform to their full potential, so people gave up predicting them.
That’s just the first day.
4 days from now.
There is still a lot of fighting left for the 64 reviewers.
Among them, there were quite a few that had obvious results and didn’t have high payouts, but there were also quite a few matches that could produce unexpected results, so Cheonhwa felt satisfied as he fiddled with his swollen pockets.
***
The first day of the main competition of the Non-Mu Competition went by without any surprises, except for Cheonhwa.
It is natural that the gap between the late-stage indices of the large sects who were eligible to automatically advance to the main tournament and those who barely made it through the preliminaries was quite large.
Those who made it through the preliminaries were actually the later ranks of fairly large sects, but even so, they were only at the level of a luxury club.
Whether they are Jeongpa or Sapa, most of them are at best mid- to low-level first-class, or have barely reached the peak.
So, he was no match for those who had reached the peak of maturity or were looking at the edge of it.
Although there were no instances of him beating up his opponents like a tiger, as the position was such, there were many instances of him showing the difference in strength and achieving a clear victory.
This sight enthused many people, and the momentum of the Jeongpa, which seemed to have been dampened by the cold water from Cheonhwa and Pyeongjinseong’s attacks, was revived.
The reason is that the Sapa’s post-indices were also active, but the Jeongpa’s post-indices appeared to be relatively stronger.
“That’s a lie.”
Of course, not everyone thought that way.
Unlike the Jeongpa’s later indices, who showed their strength by achieving a clear victory even if it was just for the sake of pride, the Sapa’s later indices only used an appropriate amount of strength to knock down their opponents, and still hid their true abilities.
“Well, it’s fine with me.”
That’s why the followers of the Jeongpa still couldn’t properly gauge the strength of their opponents.
Maybe that could be the reason for their defeat.
Also, this meant that the odds of the relatively weaker Sapa bastards would increase, so it wasn’t a bad situation for Cheonhwa.
“It’s going to get a bit more fun starting tomorrow.”
Because of that, Cheonhwa made a rather interesting expression.
Because it seemed like something quite interesting was going to happen starting tomorrow.
Sapa’s later indices.
Cheonhwa could see that some of them had hidden powers that were superior to those of Yong and Bong.
Even so, there was no change to the fact that he and Bukgungyeon would take 1st and 2nd place, but one of them in particular was at a level that was so unusual that even Bukgungyeon would be in danger if he let his guard down.
It’s a bit disappointing that they’re in a different group than us, but looking at the bracket, it looks like they’ll be meeting Bukgungyeon in the semifinals, so it’ll be fun to watch.
If you show your strength properly before that, the odds will be quite good.
And so the first day of the main competition of the non-competitive tournament came to an end.
The martial artists and sects who had accepted their respective results at the martial arts competition were busy all night, shedding tears, expressing regret, or preparing for tomorrow, but Cheonhwa seemed to not care and was able to sleep soundly, snoring loudly.