episode_0061

As Seolyoung came up, Jeonpung looked at Poongun and then glared at Seolyoung for a moment.

As expected, I thought that no amount of wind could have done anything about Seolyoung’s appearance, but that wasn’t the case.

Jeonpung clicked his tongue while looking at Seolyeong, then looked at Pungun and said.

“Hmph, it’s obvious.”

“…”

“Even when he went to the Humanities and Military Academy, he must have neglected his training because he was obsessed with this woman.”

Despite the insulting words, Seolyoung quietly prepared to dance with a nonchalant expression, but Pungwoon’s eyebrows twitched as if the words were quite annoying.

“…”

Jeonpung looked at Seolyeong and placed his hand on the sword at his waist.

“I have to beat you and meet Poongun.”

I sensed an unusual atmosphere from Jeonpung.

He slowly pulled out the sword, held it with both hands, and placed the tip of the sword in front of his solar plexus.

From the legs to the shoulders, it was a solid posture without any shaking.

“It is the thirty-six swords of the world, the sword of the Jongnam faction.”

As I was staring blankly at that, Namgoonghyuk gave me a small answer as if answering my curiosity.

“It is a sword technique that defends and cuts down everything around oneself.”

At the same time, he added that if you only look at defense, it would be the best even if you use other famous sword techniques.

In comparison, what can I say about Seolyoung’s attitude?

It seemed as if all the strength in his body had been lost.

His shoulders are down and he’s looking at the black floor.

He seemed like someone who had given up on the game helplessly.

That was not the stance of martial arts swordsmanship that I knew.

“…is it another martial art?”

When I think about it, I didn’t know much about Seolyoung’s martial arts.

I just expected that since he was a small archer from the North Sea Ice Zone and suffered from nine syllable veins, he would have used the martial arts of the yin energy related to him.

Breath flowed from Seolyoung’s mouth.

I was worried that my stomatitis had gotten worse, but that wasn’t the case.

A light vapor spread around Seolyeong.

White moisture began to form on the surface of the sword.

“Bing Ball?”

Pungwoon jumped up from his seat and muttered with wide eyes.

Seolyoung was once again trying to use the ice ball that she could not use because of her syllable veins.

“…Oh…”

Jeonfeng’s eyes narrowed.

“It’s an ice ball, it’s fun.”

Jeonpung smiled, saying it was his first time seeing Binggong.

He looked at Binggong for the first time with a smile as if he had discovered a fun toy, then relaxed his stance and rushed towards Seolyoung.

There was a reason why Jeonpung released the posture he had maintained and rushed forward.

It was worth it.

Because Jeonpung had made a big mistake.

‘I am much stronger’.

Jeonpung had such an illusion.

That was one of the misconceptions that every talented late exponent makes.

It was a common sight in martial arts circles.

Is the wind really stronger than Seolyoung?

well.

To be honest, I couldn’t think that way from the perspective of having directly fought against Seolyoung’s vagina.

The chill was so strong that even putting my hand on my back would have been difficult if it weren’t for the solar mind technique.

If you attack directly with that chill–

It will be a cold that will be difficult to handle with electric winds that do not have the strength of the polar yang.

Cheaeng!

The two swords collided in the air.

Jeonfeng’s face was colored with astonishment.

The sword that he struck down with both hands was blocked by the sword that Seolyoung lifted lightly with one hand.

Hiss.

When Seolyoung gently brought out the sword again, as if dancing, Jeonpung had to step back this time.

Jeonpung’s sleeve was torn by the sword swung by Seolyeong.

I quickly dodged it, but Seolyoung’s sword was a little faster.

There was no more leisure on Jeonpung’s expression.

He took a serious stance and faced Seolyoung.

Meanwhile, Seolyoung was moving smoothly.

It was a dance-like movement, like a dancer’s sword dance, but the occasional sharp sword moves were of a speed that could not be ignored.

Cheaeng!

“Pfft…”

He was blocking Seolyoung’s attacks well, but that was all.

Jeonpung was unable to counterattack easily due to the unpredictable movement of when he would swing.

There it is.

‘also.’

I looked at Jeonpung and nodded.

Jeonpung’s hands were shaking slightly.

At first, I thought it was because he was blocking an attack, but the tip of his nose turned red and his movements became increasingly clumsy.

The wind of the nine syllables and the yin energy of Binggong was feeling the cold.

Hiss!

In the end, Jeon Fung gave up his stance and tried to attack forcefully.

Realizing that just defending would only make his body stiffen in the cold, he switched to attacking.

Moving as if dancing, Seolyoung was dodging all of Jeonpung’s attacks, but Jeonpung did not stop.

“Hot!”

Jeonpung stretched out his arms, looking for an opening.

Jeonpung’s sword flew straight towards Seolyoung’s abdomen, but Seolyoung turned around and evaded the sword by turning around along the side of the sword as if passing through it.

Jeonpung was embarrassed and tried to pull out the hand holding the sword.

Before that, Jeonseolyeong’s sword cut off Jeonfeng’s shoulder.

The wound was not deep, but this sword spread the negative energy throughout Jeonpung’s body.

“…What is your name?”

“Seolyeong.”

“…you too, remember.”

Jeon Fung felt defeat, but did not give up.

Holding the sword with both hands, he lunged at Seolyoung one last time.

Seolyoung swung the sword, which had now turned white with frost.

“No way…”

With the voice of Windyun, Seolyeong’s sword hit Jeonfung, and Jeonfung flew far away.

Coo!

It fell straight to the bottom of the stage.

Where Seolyoung swung the sword, the frost that fell from the sword turned into snowflakes and was slowly falling.

As I stood up wondering if Jeonpung had been seriously injured, Seolyoung looked down at me and said.

“I hit him with the back of a knife.”

“Phew.”

I should have noticed that the instructor didn’t stop me.

I wasn’t worried about Jeon Pung, but I wasn’t happy about having to get in trouble with Seol Young for no reason.

Pungwoon, who was next to him, slowly approached Seolyoung and asked.

“Uh, how do you play ice ball?”

Even Poongun was stumbling over his words and asking Seolyeong.

About how one can use an ice ball in such physical condition.

Then Seolyoung slowly looked at me.

Poongun followed Seolyeong and turned his head towards me.

“Seonghan helped me.”

“Could it be with the solar mind method…?”

I nodded.

There was no particular reason to hide it.

” That’s ridiculous, you’ve already achieved great success in the solar mind method?”

“It was only alleviated to some extent.”

There was still a long way to go to completely cure Seolyoung’s illness.

But at least we were able to alleviate it a little.

When he heard that the old syllable vein had not yet been completely cured, Pungwoon’s expression became even more crumpled.

“Then why bother playing ice ball…?”

This time I also looked at Seolyoung.

My thoughts were similar.

I’m not even fully healed yet, but I can’t believe I’m using an ice ball.

At best, my body, which was feeling fine, might return to being sick again.

There was no need to win this friendly match, so why did they even use the ice ball?

Then Seolyoung looked at me and said.

“Because I want to show that things have gotten better.”

“…”

I couldn’t help but smile when I heard that.

It was enough to hear him say thank you, but he seemed to want to prove to me in his own way that things were okay.

It was a stupid thing to do.

But I felt a little proud.

On the other hand, Pungwoon’s expression changed strangely.

Then he spoke softly to Seolyoung.

“…It looks like you two have become very close.”

Poongwoon looked at me and Seolyeong in turn with shaking eyes.

We became friends.

That’s definitely true.

Seolyoung sighed, perhaps feeling a little tired from using ice balls in the team dance just now.

“It won’t work.”

Seolyoung raised her hand and gave a small wave to the man in the center of the off-stage.

It was the so-called abstention.

Although he achieved victory with great momentum, using the ice ball itself was difficult for Seolyoung.

Naturally, Pungwoon was next in line.

“He, Seolyoungㅡ”

“Pungwoon, it’s your turn.”

The moment Poongwoon opened his mouth to say something, Instructor Cheolwoong spoke, so Poongwoon closed his mouth and stepped onto the off-stage.

I was curious about what Poongwoon was trying to say, but Seolyoung just calmly sat next to me and looked up at me.

At the same time as Pungwoon ascended, Namgung Yu appeared on the other side as if he had been waiting.

“Gaga, you’re here.”

“…I’m surprised you’re the fourth.”

“Yes, that’s right…”

Namgung Yu frowned and took out his sword, as if he didn’t want to talk about it.

I looked to the other side to see who was the last participant in Cheonmuhakkwan, but I couldn’t see anyone.

Where did you go?

“You had a long conversation with that woman, right?”

“…As a colleague…”

“Is that woman Gaga’s new lover?”

“No, something like that…”

Poongwoon was unusually embarrassed.

I don’t know if he was weak to active women or to Namgung Yu, but he seemed troubled.

Each time Feng Woon’s answer was delayed, Nam Gung Yu’s expression became more and more grim.

Where did the beautiful face from when I first came up go?

“If this happens, I will die with Gaga.”

“Don’t do that.”

Pungwoon was looking troubled at Namgoong Yu, who declared that he would risk his life in a friendly match.

“Start!”

With a loud voice announcing the start, the two people were looking at each other as if they were having a war of nerves.

“Who do you think will win?”

At that time, Namgoonghyuk asked me.

“That’s right, Poongwoon.”

I spoke without any hesitation.

Not only is he the main character, but he also recently gained a lot of luck.

Then Namgoonghyuk shook his head.

“My younger brother will win.”

As expected, I looked at Namgoonghyuk, wondering if he was bending his arms inward because he was a family member. Namgoonghyuk felt my gaze and answered with a sigh.

“My younger brother has never been touched by a man since he was born.”

“…?”

I had no choice but to look at the off-stage with eyes full of doubt.