Ownership VS Cheongyeon-2

    Ownership VS Cheongyeon-2

    The two women didn’t take any particular stance and just stared at each other.

    “Inho… are you okay?”

    The woman with blue hair asked, exuding a fierce aura as she looked at the other woman.

    Perhaps because she found the question absurd, the woman with black hair chuckled.

    “Why do you ask?”

    Soyou resisted the urge to rush at Cheong-yeon, who was standing in front of her.

    “Cheong-yeon, there were definitely easier ways.”

    Although the match restricted Deadly move, it wasn’t as if she could only subdue Inho with techniques like yesterday’s.

    In fact, Cheong-yeon could have subdued Inho even more easily. For example, if she had simply taken Inho from behind and struck his neck with her hand, he would have fainted.

    But Cheong-yeon didn’t do that.

    Instead, she fed Inho a move that could be called the essence of Bingryungong at close range.

    Soyou gritted her teeth as she recalled the image of her disciple, shivering even in his unconscious state due to the low temperature.

    “Sorry.”

    Cheong-yeon avoided Soyou’s glare and offered an apology.

    “…You know too. That it couldn’t be helped.”

    Cheong-yeon looked back at Soyou as she spoke, causing Soyou to pause for a moment.

    “Yes, it couldn’t be helped.”

    Namgung Soyou also muttered self-deprecatingly.

    “Still… even if it’s just a sparring match, I can’t forgive the fact that you harmed a disciple of Yomryun Skill.”

    Cheong-yeon, who had been staring blankly at her, raised her hand and asked.

    “Soyou, are you… angry because your disciple got hurt? Or are you angry because a disciple of Yomryun Skill got hurt?”

    “What?”

    Soyou hesitated for a moment at the unexpected question.

    Cheong-yeon continued, even as she saw Soyou’s discomposed state.

    “If you’re angry because a disciple of Yomryun Skill got hurt… I have no choice but to take Inho away.”

    “What? Take him away?”

    Soyou flared up at Cheong-yeon’s provocative words.

    “How? By what means?”

    “By any means necessary.”

    “Why? Why are you showing interest in someone who has nothing to do with you?”

    “Now, get ready!”

    The referee’s voice echoed through the arena.

    “Bingryungong is a Martial arts created to help people. So, it’s only natural to save someone who doesn’t even know they’re in a deadly place.”

    The word “deadly place” lingered in Soyou’s ears.

    Namgung Soyou took a stance.

    “You’ll have to take responsibility for those words. I’m quite angry, you know.”

    “Do you think I’ll go down easily?”

    “Your Master and you too. Bingryungong has never beaten Yomryun Skill.”

    Heat haze rippled and rose from Namgung Soyou’s shoulders.

    “Master said that if you only dwell on past records, you won’t grow.”

    Cheong-yeon took a stance, following Soyou’s lead.

    The spirit of the two young masters clashed in the air without yielding an inch.

    Their energy, which had begun to surge even before the start of the match, vibrated the atmosphere.

    “Then! Begin!!”

    With the referee’s words, Soyou and Cheong-yeon drew out their Inner Force from their dantian without holding back.

    The first move was from Yomryun Skill.

    She stomped her foot hard, and flames erupted around her foot.

    The flames gradually expanded, spreading to the arena.

    Already, behind Soyou, a wall of fire had been erected, too hot for ordinary people to approach.

    In this situation, it was a foregone conclusion that the entire arena would be engulfed in flames.

    But Cheong-yeon didn’t back down.

    From her shadow, created by the sun, the chilling cold that had frozen Inho rapidly covered the floor.

    Thin ice formed behind Cheong-yeon, eventually replacing the floor with thick ice.

    The neutral zone in the arena, filled with fire and ice, was only one place.

    The front of Soyou and Cheong-yeon, where the two energies collided.

    Heat and cold mixed, causing the air to expand abnormally.

    Wind continued to gather from the audience seats towards the arena.

    Namgung Soyou, her hair fluttering in the wind, stomped her foot once more.

    With a huge explosion, her body shot out like an arrow.

    With a short shout, Soyou threw a punch towards Cheong-yeon’s body.

    Naturally, her fist was surrounded by a deep crimson flame.

    Cheong-yeon stepped her right foot back and scratched the air with her left hand.

    Ice particles created from her hand quickly stuck together, creating a smooth sheet of ice.

    Cheong-yeon and Soyou faced each other across the sheet of ice.

    “With this mere sheet of ice!!”

    She could have slowed down her speed on the ice sheet in front of her, but Soyou instead stomped her foot once more, increasing her speed.

    The moment her fist touched the ice sheet, a chill surged, freezing her hand, the ice sheet shattered as it was pierced by the heat she emitted.

    “Tch!”

    Cheong-yeon’s body, which should have been reached after breaking through the ice sheet, had already disappeared, and Soyou clicked her tongue and turned her head.

    Cheong-yeon was sliding across the ice sheet, distancing herself from Soyou.

    Cheong-yeon was already behind Soyou, and in the place where she had passed, Soyou’s flames had disappeared and the ice she had created was growing.

    Soyou took a breath and stomped her foot. This time, flames blazed in the place where the ice had been.

    A situation like Othello, where each was eating away at the other’s territory.

    Soyou bent her legs and then stretched them out, soaring into the air.

    Something exploded from her legs in the air, and she fell straight towards where Cheong-yeon was.

    Cheong-yeon moved her legs to avoid Soyou, but her retreat was momentarily blocked by the fireball that Soyou had emitted as she fell, causing her to flinch.

    In that brief moment.

    Soyou’s right arm struck Cheong-yeon directly, and Cheong-yeon, unable to create an ice barrier, crossed her arms in an X to receive the attack.

    -Sizzle

    Along with the smell of something burning, Cheong-yeon was knocked backward.

    Waaaaaaah!!!

    A roar erupted from the audience, shaking the surroundings.

    She could have looked around at the praise directed entirely at her, but Soyou’s eyes were only on Cheong-yeon.

    “Ugh….”

    Cheong-yeon, who had applied ice to her red-hot arm as an emergency measure, jumped up.

    “…Get up.”

    Soyou waited for Cheong-yeon to regain her stance.

    “Ice Mirror.”

    As Cheong-yeon stretched out her hand, thin ice barriers began to fall from the sky.

    Soyou, who had been breaking the randomly falling ice barriers, gave up on blocking them as their number gradually increased and distanced herself from Cheong-yeon.

    Before long, ice barriers were built up in layers around Cheong-yeon.

    Surrounded by ice barriers, Cheong-yeon resembled a general holed up in an impregnable fortress.

    “With that kind of thing!”

    Flames rose on Soyou’s legs, and Soyou jumped out again.

    Soyou, who was momentarily in the air, spun her body around and kicked the ice barrier.

    Crack! Bang!

    A loud sound of something collapsing was heard.

    The ice barrier began to shatter from the point where Soyou’s kick had struck directly.

    The kick continued to break through the ice barriers, and before long, it was approaching where Cheong-yeon was without slowing down.

    The number of barriers that had to be broken through before the kick struck Cheong-yeon was….

    Only two.

    Bang!

    Soyou’s foot, which had destroyed another barrier, stopped abruptly in front of the last barrier.

    “!!!!”

    The water that had been melting and flowing down her legs rapidly froze, grabbing Soyou’s legs as they were.

    Although her legs were covered in flames, the chill began to be transmitted to her body little by little.

    “Got… it.”

    Perhaps because she hadn’t fully recovered from the damage from earlier, Cheong-yeon muttered with difficulty.

    Waaaaaaah!!!

    This roar was directed at Cheong-yeon.

    Everyone was impressed by her wisdom in blocking the reckless attack of Yomryun Skill with a mysterious plan.

    The roar rang in the ears of the two women.

    “Can you hear that?”

    Soyou pointed her chin at the audience.

    “……”

    Cheong-yeon looked at Namgung Soyou, gasping for breath.

    “I guess they think this is blocking.”

    Smiling wryly, Namgung Soyou ignited flames on her other leg.

    She kicked, using the leg fixed in the ice as a pivot.

    Crack crack crack!!!

    Soyou’s front kick struck directly, and Cheong-yeon’s castle, which had been thought to be solid, began to collapse with a crash.

    At the same time, Soyou’s trapped legs were released, and she didn’t miss the opportunity.

    Placing the recovered legs behind her, Soyou put her hands together.

    It resembled the hand gestures of a variety show that had been loved in Korea for a long time.

    Whoooo-

    She took a deep breath.

    Flames began to flicker at the point where her hands met.

    Amidst the fragments of the collapsing ice barrier, Namgung Soyou thrust out her palms.

    Cheong-yeon tried to twist the trajectory by weaving the surrounding ice walls together, but it was not enough to stop the charge like a bull.

    Bang!

    First impact.

    Her palm was planted in Cheong-yeon’s abdomen.

    And.

    Whoosh.

    The second impact struck Cheong-yeon.

    Soyou’s Inner Force, which exploded from her palm, sent Cheong-yeon flying far away.

    Cheong-yeon, who had flown from the arena, crashed straight into the audience seats.

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