episode_0063

“Hmm…”

[Murim Cheonha] had the ability to create martial arts. But few people liked that feature. I also looked into it once or twice, but I didn’t find it very appealing.

When I founded a sect, I needed a sect’s martial arts skills, so I created martial arts skills at that time or occasionally.

First of all, creating martial arts itself was a time-consuming and inefficient process, so there was no practical reason, but the biggest reason why I ignored this function was because the martial arts that only came out when I created them were just mass-produced martial arts.

While the martial arts of the Shaman faction depict Taegeuk and the martial arts of the Hwasan faction have plum blossoms flying, the martial arts created by players are just ordinary swordsmanship with no personality or style.

It was created by combining a few selected examples and that was the end.

“It’s martial arts.”

I fell in love with martial arts because I liked the way the main character became stronger by practicing martial arts. After training in the mountains, going out into the world, meeting martial artists or teachers through various circumstances, working hard, experiencing events, and further improving one’s martial arts…

Since I fell into the world of martial arts, I also wanted to delve into martial arts. Well, when anyone enters the world of martial arts, they want to become an absolute expert.

So, I made every effort for two years to break the wall of being second-rate. No matter how difficult it was, it took me a year to adapt to the world as a 15-year-old student at Moorim, who had an ordinary job. It took a year to adapt to this world of martial arts, but it took two years to try to overcome the barrier of being second-class.

It wasn’t that I was particularly frustrated or anything. I just found out the reality.

Well, it wasn’t anything that great.

Sixteen-year-old Ho Cheon-an was just learning about the world.

Reincarnation Truck That bastard didn’t promise to make me the main character, but of course when I fell into this world, I just had expectations thinking I was a player character.

I saved up money and showed myself to a famous doctor, and I even risked my life to get a few because I knew that if I consumed elixirs or acquired ascending martial arts, I would be able to break through the limits of second-rate martial arts. Besides that, I did all sorts of things.

In the process, I realized something.

This land that I am now stepping on is not the martial arts land that I dreamed of in my head, but the reality of the martial arts world.

I am not the main character either, I am just one of the many people who exist in this world of martial arts.

I accepted that I was not special or chosen.

So I decided to just be moderately satisfied.

Even if you can’t become an absolute expert, it’s not bad if you’re a solid second-rate warrior. Because you can easily deal with mediocre warriors from small and medium-sized factions.

Well, it’s a compromise, but isn’t that how we all live anyway? Everyone knows that you can’t do everything you want to do. In reality, there are clear limits and walls.

The only difference is whether it is visible or not.

Well, I realized that I could no longer live as a second-class person, so I decided to actively break the mold, but it was a choice to just live rather than a sincere and crazy desire to be first-class.

No, it’s not an option. This was just a way for me to survive.

Martial arts is not the purpose of my life in this world.

It’s just a means and tool to survive in this world.

So I learned gambling. For me, martial arts was a tool that could no longer be developed, so I had to acquire a new tool.

Most of the gambling techniques I have learned are of my own making. There are very few people who have mastered gambling skills properly, and even rarer among those who have mastered gambling skills well, there are even rarer people who can pass on their skills.

So what should I do? I have to make it myself. I was once interested in magic and hand tricks, so I used that memory as a stepping stone and created them one by one through trial and error.

Such gambling skills became martial arts through the hands of Tang Dao-gyeong.

I gave up martial arts as a tool and developed a new tool, gambling skills. The tool was processed into martial arts again through the hands of Tang Do-gyeong.

What should I say about this?

I burst into laughter at an indescribable feeling. Would I have mastered gambling skills if my limitations weren’t second-rate? Well, maybe I learned it. However, even if it had reached its peak, it would not have been a gambling technology in the same form as it is now.

If that were the case, would it have been possible to create a martial art called Tanggamaenghoamryongtubeop as it is now? That martial arts skill is unfamiliar even to me, who has been playing Wulin World for a long time.

I don’t know.

Since I couldn’t figure out the answer, I just continued to watch Tang Tao-jing’s Tang Family Fighting Dragon Fighting Technique.

A sight where a tool has simply been replaced by another tool.

I couldn’t take my eyes off that sight.

*** ***

“Now, here we are crossing our hands like this. Can you see clearly from behind?”

“Yes! Brother!”

Ho Cheon-an smiled as he looked at Tang Li-erh standing close to him. Did you say that you would go to school tomorrow and show off your talents to your friends? Seeing the student’s enthusiasm, Ho Cheon-an also slowly moved his hands and taught him a simple magic trick.

“Then, hey brother, I will go out for a while. Please take care of Ryeo.”

“Welcome! Dogyeong brother!”

“I understand. I need to sleep. If you hold it like this and twist your hand like this…”

“Ah, that’s it! Success!”

“Yes. Good job. If you practice a little, you will be better than me, right?”

Tang Do-gyeong smiled as he listened to the conversation on the way outside.

The place where Dang Do-gyeong was heading was the head of the family.

“This is Gaju, Do-kyung.”

“Yes. Come in.”

It would not be strange to say that it was already the middle of the night, but Dang Gwang-ryeol welcomed the Dang Dogyeong without even showing any surprise at the Dogeong’s visit.

“Did you come here because of the teacher?”

“Haha, yes.”

Dang Do-gyeong and Dang Gwang-ryeol sat across from each other.

“I thought my brother was a gambler and learned martial arts for practical purposes.”

Tang Do-gyeong evaluated Ho Cheon-an as a gambler rather than a warrior. Most of the Sichuan people, or more accurately, except for the Black Cat and the Hocheonan, all of them had a great passion for radish.

If you think about the atmosphere inside the Ronin Gaekjan, you can feel the difference between those who do not practice.

Nevertheless, since Ho Cheon-an did not train alone, he was thought to be a person who had no interest in martial arts.

“But today, when I saw the Dangga Maenghoam Dragon Fighting Technique, it looked a little different.”

“I felt that way too.”

Tang Guang-ryeol and Tang Dao-gyeong were worried about how to describe Hu Tian-an’s expression after seeing Tang Jia-meng Huan Dragon Fighting Technique.

“Should I say it’s an angry expression.”

“Maybe it’s envy.”

The expression was too complex to be said to simply express appreciation for the transformation of one’s skills into martial arts. It was unclear what exactly Tang Gwang-ryeol, Tang Do-gyeong, and Ho Cheon-an were thinking as they learned about the Tang affiliated Ho-am Dragon Fighting Technique.

I just read the desire for martial arts in Ho Cheon-an’s eyes.

Dan Do-gyeong said jokingly.

“Hey, I admit that you are the best gambler in the world, but when it comes to radish, we are a few steps above you.”

“Hahaha! Yes, that is correct. I was very surprised today. I knew that Mr. Ya’s knowledge was unusual, but I did not expect that he would be knowledgeable not only in gambling theory but also in the principles of martial arts.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Tang Dao-gyeong thought of Hocheonan during the day. He tried to act as if he was not acting, but halfway through he even forgot about the act and started preaching the principles of martial arts in a heated tone.

In fact, Tang Jia Meng Huan Dragon Fighting Technique achieved rapid development in just one day. The principles of martial arts proposed by Ho Cheon-an. And the close-range arm technique that Dang Gwang-ryeol used in his actual battle with Sapa. The direction of Tang Dao-gyeong, who can be said to be the founder of martial arts. These three factors have greatly developed Tang Jia Meng Huan Dragon Fighting Technique.

There was absolutely not enough time to systematically weave it together, but it was certain that if the materials accumulated throughout the day were properly weaved together, the Tang Ga Meng Tiger Dragon Fighting Technique would become a stronger and more complete martial art.

Hocheonan had a significant share in that rapid development.

“The principles of martial arts that can never be derived simply from the experience of a second-rate martial artist…knowledge that cannot be accumulated without passion and effort for martial arts.”

I felt a strong sense of discomfort in both Dang Do-gyeong and Dang Gwang-ryeol. Why is Hocheonan second-rate? It is true that there are people who are particularly knowledgeable only in theory, but the Ho Cheon-an they saw was not that kind of person. His body was well-trained, and just looking at his gambling skills, it was clear that he lacked talent.

The image of Ho Cheon-an reflected in the eyes of the two people may not have been blocked by the wall of climax, but he was not a person who could be blocked by the wall of the first class.

The two people who exchanged glances were certain that they were thinking the same thing.

The idea that there is some special reason why Hocheonan cannot advance from the second-rate level.

“Matriarch, I would like to make a presumptuous request.”

“Hehe! Do-kyung! What a shame! Where is the teacher who is your benefactor? I am the benefactor of Tang Gwang-ryeol and the benefactor of this party family!”

Dang Gwang-ryeol tapped the table. Dang Do-gyeong looked at the object Dang Gwang-ryeol pointed to and smiled bitterly.

“It looks like I made a fuss for no reason when the matriarch was already seeing everything.”

“No. Although this is also a precious reward… Sir, you are an unusual person. You must have tried your own means, but seeing that you couldn’t solve it made me think that it might not be an easy task.”

Dang Gwang-ryeol recalled a week ago. As soon as he heard the situation, Ho Cheon-an sought a fundamental solution, took immediate action, and made arrangements for a solution.

Truly an extraordinary heart!

‘There is no way a teacher with such insight would neglect his work. You may have tried everything, but… you must have failed.’

Considering the current situation, there was a high possibility that Ho Cheon-an would be quite out of action. But what if you put in all that effort and get no results? All he did was cause his benefactor to suffer a lot.

“So, in consideration of times when you fail, I would like to give you a material reward. I heard that there was a competition with you over the Blood Jade Fei. Is there anything you would particularly like?”

“Hmm….”

Dan Do-gyeong, who was pondering, suddenly raised his head.

“Then how about this?”

The head of the house.

The discussion between the two parties to repay the favor twice lasted deep into the night.