The World of Sound - Chapter 82



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Cheonumshinkong

The Wind Chimes

Wind chime

Wheeeeeeeeeeing-!!

A whirlwind of activity swept across the stage.

At the same time, the rivers of energy that had been pouring down and filling the stage were cut down, broken, and carved away.

It is common sense that an ordinary sword wind cannot defeat even a sword energy, but the fierce wind he created was so strong that it cut and scratched everything, and even turned strong energy into a warm wind.

The internal energy that creates strength is ultimately nothing more than the accumulation of natural energy.

It is impossible to withstand the energy of the wind chimes, which are the essence and cohesion of nature.

Because it is a purer and more ferocious force.

“Huh! You’re saying you can hold that?!”

“Not yet! Not yet. Look over there!”

“Even the sword exchange!?”

However, Namgung Cheonmyeong’s resistance was not easy.

In the scattered fog, not only the sword but also the sword ring began to pop out.

Then, the nine clouds that seemed like they would be swept away by the storm at any moment were able to hold on for a while.

Because it was a sword ring that condensed strong energy, it could suppress the Heavenly Fire with greater force and resist the energy of the Wind Spirit.

‘This is… … .’

Not only that.

In both the strong energy and the sword ring, Cheonhwa could read a familiar temperament. The strong energy and sword ring were not simply strong, but had hidden secrets of rotation and waves.

That is why it is possible to resist the wind chime’s energy, and that is why I became even more curious.

After Dangga, now Namgung Se-ga.

Because a mysterious secret that was said to not exist in the martial arts world was discovered in the highest realm of the two great masters of the Five Great Masters.

It has been a long time since the master entered the martial arts world, and in the meantime, his martial arts skills have developed, and it is unknown whether he has discovered or shared the secrets and grown, but it is necessary to find out to what extent he has reached it.

“The Wind Rises.”

Because of that, Cheonhwa slightly twisted the rough and tumble performance.

He poured out the wrath of the wind spirit and destroyed the Ganggi and Geomhwan, and made that power surround him.

Cheonumshinkong

The Wind Chimes

The Wind Rises

At that moment, Cheonhwa turned into the wind.

I walked around the stage in an infinitely free and flexible state.

“Huh?!”

“How can such a law be… …!”

“Is that something that can be avoided!”

The wind chime stopped and a beat later, the strong energy and sword rings poured down, but they could not reach Cheonhwa.

Even though it was a rush that seemed impossible to avoid, he dodged them all by weaving between the swords and the sword ring like a goblin.

Kwakwakwakwang!!!

The energy that filled all directions was tearing at the place where Cheonhwa had been.

But at that moment, Cheonhwa’s body was already within arm’s reach of Namgung Cheonmyeong.

“… … !”

He lightly charged at Namgung Cheonmyeong, who was fully protected by the Emperor’s Armor, and raised his foot toward the guy who was hiding his shock behind his expressionless face.

“Pungnyeongbo.”

It was the law.

At the same time, it was a technique that contained incredible power.

The armor of the Emperor’s Manifestation made of strong energy not only had the power to defend, but also, like other strong energy, had the power to destroy and destroy everything it touched, but Cheonhwa kicked it without any concern.

BANG!!

A massive wave of aerodynamic force occurred simultaneously, pushing the two apart.

Since it was impossible to read the complex history of the Emperor’s Incarnation in one breath, he pushed forward with the energy of the wind spirit, but that alone exerted a destructive power greater than that of a strong spirit.

‘Look at this?’

Gulp-

The clash opened a distance of three zhang between the two, but no one could think of an advantage or disadvantage for either side.

Although Cheonhwa’s main martial art is Yin, distance has already been shown to be meaningless to Namgung Cheonmyeong, and Cheonhwa has also shown that he is not someone who necessarily needs to take advantage of distance.

Also, this was the reason why neither side showed any superiority in this clash.

Although he was pushed out, Namgung Cheonmyeong was fine.

The Emperor’s appearance armor was intact, and he did not appear to be wearing any internal injuries.

If we were to give it meaning, it could have been different if Namgung Cheonmyeong, who was holding a wooden sword, had held a real sword, or if he had held the divine Changcheon Sword of the head of the household, which could be called a treasured sword, but it was impossible to gauge whether Cheonhwa had the power as well.

‘You’ve hidden your realm.’

In reality, Cheonhwa did not use his full power.

If I had really exerted my strength with the intention of killing him, if I had shown him everything about the Cheon-eum Shingong, I was confident that I would be able to defeat him even if the Cheol-ryeong Bi-pa was an unfinished instrument, but I was only using enough strength to embarrass him.

But just now it was different.

I thought that this would be enough to break the armor and knock the guy down, so I kicked him, but he held on.

That too, just fine.

At first glance, it seemed like a light push, but the power and magic contained in that one move were extraordinary.

It was a move that included a single-point strike technique that could easily defeat even the most advanced master if one was not prepared for it, as it not only shocked the affected area, but also dismantled the defense and penetrated the inside.

But, did you manage to survive this much without any damage?

What that means is that there was only one reason why the soles of my feet were numb.

The guy is hiding his true colors.

Not just the peak level, but a level higher.

At least I could guess that it had reached the state of a flower market.

Even within the same realm, there is bound to be a gap like the difference between heaven and earth, but I am taking this step with my father, who is also called the Sword King.

Without anyone knowing, without revealing it to the world.

‘I don’t know what their plan is, but should I give it a try?’

Somehow, he didn’t seem tired even after pouring in so much strength and swordsmanship.

I don’t know what he’s aiming at, what he’s thinking, or why he’s hiding his true colors, but it doesn’t seem like a bad idea to force him to reveal it.

“Let’s go again… … !”

So, at the moment when he was about to strike the bastard again while raising the wind chime, a change occurred in Namgung Cheonmyeong.

Pusssut-

The wooden sword he was holding began to scatter and turn into dust.

“Oh no. The sword is broken. I’ll take this sword.”

“The winner is the evil dragon Cheonhwa!”

“Wow, woooooooooooooo!!”

“Both are the best!!”

“Evil dragon! Evil dragon!”

At the same time, Namgung Cheonmyeong admitted defeat as if he had no choice, and the referee accepted it.

‘This kid?’

At the same time, the number of people calling Cheonhwa by his nickname after defeating Namgung Se-ga increased, but Cheonhwa’s expression after his victory was not very good.

Because the results of this fight were extremely unclear.

Is it because you overused your power? Or is it because you strained the wooden sword by trying to counteract your own power?

Not all of them.

The reason the wooden sword he was holding broke was because of Namgung Cheonmyeong himself.

The wooden sword was intentionally damaged by forcing internal energy into it in a strange way and causing it to explode inside without any trace.

‘I thought it was a tiger, but it was a fox.’

To save face, or to not show off one’s realm and martial arts skills any longer.

He chose defeat for himself.

“You can be happy. This is clearly your victory.”

“How can you think so much about the review index… …!”

“As expected from Namgung Se-ga!”

“I’m looking forward to when he holds the Heavenly Sword!”

And yet, he was not defeated.

It wasn’t a true defeat, but rather an attitude that seemed to have yielded victory to the later index and boosted his morale. Even though he was kicked and pushed back, he still looked fine, so no one thought that he had really lost to Cheonhwa.

Maybe it was planned from the beginning.

It seemed quite likely that he had this situation in mind from the moment he picked up the wooden sword instead of the real one.

That’s why Cheonhwa felt even worse at the thought of being defeated, but he couldn’t force himself to fight again here.

Unfortunately, I have no choice but to step back here for today.

“What an obvious thing.”

“!!”

Dieing!

Finally, as Cheonhwa played the iron lute one more time, the nine mists that were still covering the stage dispersed into the air.

Each of them was like a giant lump of energy, but they all disappeared without any effect, not even an explosion.

With that, Cheonhwa came down from the stage as if his interest had cooled.

I still had plenty of room to try to become a tyrant or something, but I didn’t feel like it.

It was also because the Namgung Sega family’s tricks, which were like a precedent, had already been shown, so other guys could also evade them in a similar way.

After that, no one volunteered to go up on stage again, but as the promised number of people from the large sects came out and fought, the number of participants began to increase one by one.

Even so, it was difficult to satisfy the audience whose eyes had already reached the sky, but it was enough to show the power of the martial arts world.

At least the best of the best came out and engaged in a duel, and while they were engaging in high-level duels and showing off their and their school’s power, it went on for quite some time, but Cheonhwa, who had lost interest, did not watch any longer and went straight to the restaurant to fill his stomach and take a leisurely nap until the closing ceremony.

“I will end the martial arts competition with this.”

And as the sun began to set on the last day of the martial arts competition, the Shaolin abbot’s closing remarks began.

Because so many people had gathered, there were some who left early, worried that the road down would be crowded, but since it was the first martial arts competition in decades, there were many who tried to stay until the end.

“But before that… … I regret to have to deliver bad news to the martial arts comrades.”

To them, the Shaolin abbot, who was about to finish speaking, paused for a moment and then opened his mouth with a gloomy expression.

“This martial arts competition was originally intended to be a place for harmony and cooperation between the political and private sectors, but Soseung recently heard news of strange incidents occurring in the martial arts world, so he invited many people and discussed them for several nights.”

“case?”

“Hmm. Is that what you mean?”

First of all, the beginning was to try one’s luck.

Perhaps the purpose of the martial arts competition from the beginning was to get everyone to cooperate and cooperate in resolving those incidents and chasing after their tails, but since I can’t reveal that outright, I’m saying that I just happened to hear something and discussed it.

At those words, those who were well informed and quick-witted guessed roughly.

This is because I heard from Haomun that similar things were happening not only in Heukhobang but also all over the martial arts world.

However, since they were not related and, above all, did not distinguish between politics and private life, they were still in the observation phase, but it seemed that the Shaolin abbot intended to make it public through this opportunity.

“Many of you may know that there have been many incidents in the martial arts world over the past few months. It is natural and natural for martial artists and martial arts schools to experience frequent turmoil, and it is also true that the connections and connections between each incident are weak, so many people may have only heard about it as news and thought about it. Our Shaolin was no exception. However, we have recently come to realize that this series of incidents is not ordinary or isolated, and we have decided that we can no longer sit idly by.”

“Huh? What does this mean?”

“Surely… … you’re saying that these aren’t the work of individual sects?”

“Who on earth would do something like that… … .”

Although it was a soft voice, no one ignored it because the position and distribution held by the Shaolin abbot were so great.

There was an immediate uproar and the uproar grew louder, but he continued speaking without stopping.

“We identified and tracked down a group behind many of them. They did not hesitate to bite their own dogmas when they were in danger of being overpowered, so what they could gain was limited, but we succeeded in securing this.”

“What is that?”

“A pill? Is that the dogma you were talking about?”

“That, that, that is… … !”

“Sleep Unit?”

What the Shaolin abbot lifted was a black robe.

It was difficult for anyone to recognize his identity based on that alone, but among the martial arts people and those who were interested in martial arts, there were some who had much more knowledge than one could imagine.

‘Or maybe they had planted someone in advance.’

One of them mentioned the name of the cult, and the Shaolin abbot nodded in time.

As if in response, the identity and meaning of the welcome was revealed to everyone.

“That’s right. It’s the sleeping power unit that was issued to the suicide squad during the Great Battle of Jeongma about a hundred years ago.”

“Then, are you one of those who participated in the Murim Alliance at that time?”

The inside of the room was in an uproar at the identity of the sleeping group.

The fact that it was associated with one of the sects that possessed the power of the sleeping group meant that there might be some evil forces among them.

That means there’s a very high chance that a fairly large part of the political and social factions are involved.

“However, most of the remaining energy was recovered at that time. The method of making the platform is also hidden deep within our Shaolin. Also, even if you know the method of making the platform, it will not be easy to secretly obtain the special materials needed for making the platform.”

“Is that in Shaolin?”

“So that’s why you disappeared so easily and never came back!”

“But then how… … ?”

But the commotion was soon quelled by the host.

I was talking indirectly, but what I meant was that there were no evil spirits among them.

Then it’s back to square one.

Who could the evil spirit be? The fact that they are talking like this means that Shaolin has at least some idea about the person behind it, but who could he be referring to?

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the Shaolin master.

They each tensed their bodies while looking at each other with eyes demanding an answer.

If a monster is in this place, it may cause a commotion and put up a strong resistance.

I listened to his words, ready to move at any time, whether to subdue those guys or to avoid being harmed.

“However, there is a place that might have a large quantity of this.”

Within moments, the Shaolin abbot’s mouth opened.

The sound of swallowing was heard from all around, and some very shocking words came out of his mouth.

“They are the ones who defeated countless suicide squads.”

“!!”

“The Demonic Cult. It’s still too early to tell, but I suspect they’re trying to strike again.”