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The young Tang Do-gyeong was diligently practicing the recommended angle. The eight realms of Tangga that Tang Dao-gyeong is familiar with. And the next method is Dok42Gak, and the last method that only imitates the older brother is ChilhonJangbeop.

Tang Dao-gyeong looked at his younger self and looked around.

The same buildings continue endlessly. Dang people basically all live in buildings with the same structure. It was treated without discrimination. A large school can be seen in the distance between similar buildings.

At one point, I saw my father, Tang Wen-gi, practicing martial arts together.

‘father.’

Both Tang Wen-ki and the young Tang Do-gyeong were smiling brightly. Tang Do-kyung also laughed.

Time has passed.

Tang Do-gyeong practiced the recommended angle at the same spot. However, Tang Wen-ki no longer practiced recommended angles.

I just stood there.

Dan Do-gyeong knew. The reason my father lost the battle with his direct lineage and gave up his power was because he did not want to cause further discord in the Tang family. Now that there are no opponents in Sichuan, instead of poison and dark techniques full of techniques for truly killing people, the general-purpose and easy-to-suppress Kwon Gak has become a more useful martial art for managing the territory of the Tang family.

The Tang family, which has developed and maintained cancer technology and poisoning techniques for hundreds of years, has become a situation where the pendulum may be passed over.

The person who gets the star title is a martial artist who uses the recommended angle, and the person who is said to be a direct descendant and only trains dark techniques and poison techniques is simply stuck in dangata and is only training martial arts without being able to make a name for himself in the world.

It was just that there was no room for the Tang family’s dark techniques and poisonous techniques because there were no opponents. It is not because the Dang family’s recommended angles were outstanding, but simply because the environment was conducive for the recommended angles to be active, so my father earned an outstanding reputation and was active.

I knew it.

My father challenged the direct lineage on his own to extinguish the widespread dissatisfaction of the collateral lineage, and to find out what the main martial arts of the Tang family are and how strong those main martial arts are. I chose the challenge to make those facts clear.

At first it was just a hit. Since I practiced Recommended Gak with my father, my father may have been defeated, but this Dangdo-gyeong will prove that my father’s Recommended Gak was not wrong.

Times changed while the child was growing up. The party is essentially one family. Although there was a conflict between the direct and collateral levels, it was not a conflict that could not be resolved. The territory of the Tang family became stable, some affiliates became martial, and the money from the expanded territory became the driving force for the direct relatives to make a name for themselves by throwing expensive non-lethal memorization weapons.

It must have been from then that resentment toward the party began to grow.

Dang Do-gyeong had vivid memories of that day, but no matter which way he looked, he was just smiling and forgetting everything. His father became a merchant of the Tang family as a martial artist, and the recommendation still remained the same. The Tang family, which had become wealthy, was developing new memorization techniques day by day, and everyone was busy practicing their memorization techniques, laughing at the new memorization techniques.

‘I will create a Gwongong that represents the party family.’

Dang Do-gyeong, who became a boy, made that promise. It was at that time that I realized the limits of the recommended angles of Dangga and completely shook off all the memorization that had been a long time since I had been practicing.

So the boy went to martial arts.

Sichuan was immediately in an uproar as a son of the Tang family, who had not even reached adulthood, was wandering around everywhere. Tang Dao-gyeong received many scoldings, but he did not care. Because Bimu developed Tang Dao-gyeong’s martial arts skills. Tang Dao-gyeong, who could not be satisfied with the recommended angles of the Tang family, chose to create a new martial art through actual combat.

The young Dang Do-gyeong jumped out whenever he got the chance, and in that way, Dang Do-gyeong grew up and earned the nickname of Fighting Dog.

‘Gogeunyaksik.’

Dang Do-gyeong asked himself whether he was a weak plant. No, it wasn’t. Tang Dao-gyeong was strong enough. At this age, reaching the peak was an achievement that few people, even those belonging to the nine generations or the five generations, could achieve.

Indeed, was the party’s recommended angle insufficient?

It wasn’t.

When viewed objectively, the Tang family’s recommended martial arts skills were sufficiently powerful. It was only inferior to the cancer techniques and poison techniques that deserved to be called the best in the world.

‘Haha, after all, my roots are in Tangga.’

Even if it was called the fierce fighting method, it was nothing more than a fighting method focusing on strong attacks. The Tangga Palquan lacked the principles corresponding to strength. Because delicate dexterity did not go well with important cancer skills.

The young Tang Taoqing became the young Tang Taoqing, stubbornly widening his eyes and only pouring out strong words. Watching himself smiling with satisfaction at his mighty power, Tang Do-gyeong suddenly felt that everything was disappearing.

All that remained was Tang Do-kyung, smiling arrogantly.

Dangatta too. Even the countless people inside Dangata. Even his father, who had been silently waiting for him with concerned eyes at some point. The prayer of Dangdok, which had been waiting for me while scolding myself. Dang Do-yeon shed tears. Dandoyul also clenched his fist without saying a word. Even Dangyeo, who always shouted that her brother was the best.

When I blinked once, Tang Dao-gyeong was gone and only a withered tree remained standing. An unsightly tree, rotten on the outside and dry on the inside.

“Is this really the scenery I wanted?”

It wasn’t.

Dang Do-gyeong imagined the scenery he wanted.

A young Tang Do-gyeong practicing martial arts appeared. His father was next to him. Dan Do-gyeong chuckled. My father and my younger self practicing the martial arts technique. It was an impossible scene.

That was exactly what Tang Dao-gyeong wanted.

Tang Dao-gyeong moved his body very slowly. The single fist aimed at the sky was no longer the Tangga Eight Fist, nor was it the Fierce Tiger Fist.

Family was precious.

however. The martial arts skills that I had cultivated throughout my life were also important. Born as a member of the Tang family, he stubbornly avoided memorization and practiced martial arts.

However, that fist, the Meng Tiger Fist Law, was Tang Dao Jing itself as a warrior.

The roots of Tangga Eight Fist and the body of Menghu Fist Law began to interconnect.

Now, behind Tang Do-gyeong, who is practicing a fighting technique that cannot be called anything else, the tree with roots finally sheds its rotten bark and fills the dried up inside with a new one.

Little by little, it began to grow into a large tree.

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“Senior, senior, wake up!”

I woke up when a black cat came into my room and shook me. My head was throbbing, my body was aching, and I was in an unspeakable state. Is it similar to the state of continuing to drink far beyond your limit? It feels like there are toxins circulating throughout my body…

“Tang Tao-gyeong has attained enlightenment!”

“What?!”

I jumped up from my seat. Although my legs were shaking for some reason, I staggered outside and saw the Ronins surrounding Tang Do-gyeong.

As I was looking at Tang Dao-gyeong in a state of enlightenment in the center of the first floor, my mind became confused. Why did Dang Do-gyeong, who was locked in his room, come outside? Have you ever had an epiphany while trying to sneak away at dawn?

This is not it.

I had no strength in my body and my head was pounding, so I couldn’t think clearly.

Anyway, there was something I had to do.

After gathering the supplies and approaching Dang Do-gyeong, the ronin who were protecting the law stopped him.

“Get out of the way.”

“Brother Ho, you know very well that contact during enlightenment can be dangerous or break enlightenment.”

“I know. But I need it now.”

After pondering, the ronin opened a path. Because you know very well that there is no reason for me to do anything that would harm Tang Do-kyung.

With the table in front of me, I laid out all the supplies.

And then he began to unfold his gambling skills one by one.

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‘I was small.’

Dang Do-gyeong lamented as he unfolded and established the martial law that had turned into something unknown. It was a truly narrow ambition. What was he trying to do with a container of his heart that even Tang Do-gyeong himself could not contain at best?

The party’s leading figures will continue to be very anxious. Tang Do-gyeong, who keeps touching the sutured wound, must seem like a child playing with a torch in front of a gunpowder keg from the senior officials’ perspective.

Yes, that’s right.

Dan Do-gyeong was like a child.

If Tang Do-gyeong, who was holding a torch in front of a gunpowder store, was not a child but a great man and a charlatan that everyone could trust, what would the senior figures have said even if he was holding a torch?

So they tried to oppress them and take away the torch.

Kwon’s path in the Tang family was not easy. But when you were young, did you do something because it was easy? Did you get the impression that the job would be easy based on what you saw growing up?

Rather, the young Tang Do-gyeong was a great person.

The ambition to create a representative Kwon Gong of the Tang family, and therefore the ambition to practice Kwon with his father, gradually diminished as time passed, the Tang family changed, and Tang Do-gyeong grew.

He simply became a minor student who created and mastered a simple martial art and was obsessed with completing it.

Due to the difficulties of reality, the size of the dream has shrunk and shrunk, leaving only something pathetic and unknown.

Yes, it was literally just a twisted tree that was rotten on the outside and dry on the inside.

An old tree left on a barren hill that has even cut off its own roots.

‘I rejected cancer technology.’

Dan Do-gyeong knew. No, everyone in the Tang family surrounding Tang Dao-gyeong knew about it.

Tang Dao-gyeong had a very, very special talent. His innate martial arts skills also shined in martial arts, but as a child of a Tang family, Tang Dao-gyeong’s talents were specialized in martial arts.

A young child throws a memorized card and catches the tile in his arms. Even though he was of Tang family origin, he was an unusual talent.

Boxing techniques were fighting techniques, and arm techniques were arm techniques. There is a memorization skill that I learned, but the reason why I did not use it and abandoned memorization. The reason I stopped practicing cancer techniques. The reason why I shook off the memorization in my arms, in case I could get my hands on it.

This was because the image of cancer technology that would surpass the level of recommended angles was clearly pictured in his mind.

Because the Tang Do-gyeong had to be an expert in the Gwon Gak, and he had to create a Gwon Gong to represent the Tang family.

The young Tang Tao-kyung’s path changed once again. The only noticeable change from before is that a belt with a lot of nasal passages has appeared in the arms and around the waist.

‘If you decide to become a giant tree, why can’t you embrace it?’

Cancer techniques were mixed into the Tang Tao Sutra.

Tang Dao-gyeong contemplated himself and thought. Isn’t this a compromise? Didn’t you say when you were young that you would stand tall as a recommended person? Is it really the right choice to add cancer technology now?

‘I am Tang Do-gyeong.’

He is a member of the Tang Dynasty and at the same time a Taoist figure. That was the person called Tang Do-gyeong, created by the Tang clan and Tao-kyung leaning on each other.

Was it the work of only one person to bring Tang Do-gyeong to its present state? Tang Do-gyeong said that he acted in accordance with the agreement, but he knew the truth.

As a political faction, the line has not been crossed, but where can there be decency in an action that forces non-violence? Also, what were the rewards generated from victory and defeat? He must have bought a lot of silver, and it was the elders of the family, including Tang Dok-gi, who settled the silver. Also, what about money for non-muhaeng? What about the 100 nyang of gold that was prepared for the bet with Ho Cheon-an? It was all support from the family.

Although he was thought to be an independent person, Tangdogyeong was just a tree in the forest. The forest that protected Dang Do-gyeong as a boy from the storms outside, and Dang Do-kyung from his rampage as a young man.

A forest has appeared inside me. There are so many trees that it is impossible to count them at a glance.

Looking at the forest, Dang Do-gyeong chuckled. There is so much to embrace, so how can there be compromise?

It just got bigger. As a descendant of the Tang family, it was Tang Do-gyeong who learned memorization, and it was Tang Do-gyeong who learned martial arts after being shocked by his father’s defeat when he was young.

The current Tang Dao Qing, who is practicing martial arts somewhere between Tang Ji Eight Fist and Fierce Tiger Fist, was also Tang Dao Qing.

Gwon Gong representing the Tang family? small.

I will create a martial art that represents the party family.

Standing tall as Tang Do-gyeong, the son of Tang Wen-ki. He will also stand tall as Tang Dao-gyeong, a blood relative of the Tang family.

He will be the proud son of Tang Mungi and a Dandogyeong of the Sichuan Tang family who can be put on display anywhere.

With that thought and determination, Tang Do-gyeong moved his body.

‘It’s not enough.’

Dan Do-gyeong felt regretful. My younger self suddenly stopped.

The new martial arts method, which is a mixture of Tangga Eight Fist and Fierce Tiger Fist, achieved satisfactory results. By combining the body and roots, Mugong was born strong, creating new eight plant foods.

A person named Tang Do-gyeong and the two pillars that will make up the martial arts department.

By combining the composition of the Tang family called the Tang Ga Eight Quan and the Tao Classic of the Meng Tiger Quan Law, a strong single stroke was created as far as the Quan was concerned.

The pillars that needed to be created in the memorization part were sorely lacking.

Because it was all about the weak cancer skills I learned when I was a child in the Tang family.

‘This is how I pay the price for neglecting cancer technology while living as a magistrate.’

Tang Dao-gyeong laughed bitterly. It was an inevitable result since, as a magistrate, he had neglected cancer techniques.

It was that time.

Two hands appeared inside Tang Dao-gyeong.

‘ah.’

Dang Do-gyeong knew who the owner of the hand was due to the familiar movements of his hands. It was Ho Cheon-an, whom Dang Do-gyeong called “Hey Brother.”

‘Hey bro.’

Slowly and instinctively, Tang Do-gyeong began to imitate those hand movements.

Gambling skills and cancer skills were completely different things, but there were some common denominators they shared.

handicraft. Trickery. And stealth.

Little by little, Tang Dao-gyeong understood the techniques of the Hucheonan. This was possible because it was really a technique just for show.

What kind of hand gesture was used to create the illusion that the dice in the wooden glass were not actually moved?

Through what process did the goal plaque that appeared to be only one become two?

How the eyes of the dice change with the movement of your fingertips.

The gambling skills of Tang Dao-gyeong, who originally had extraordinary talent in the art of magic, and Ho Cheon-an, who had reached the level of a god, began to mesh together.

Of course, Tang Dao-gyeong, who had only the basics and talent for cancer techniques, reached the level of a god, but the results of cancer techniques that could be extracted from gambling techniques that had only a few things in common were not that great.

But that was enough.

Although it is still short and weak, another thing that can support the large and thick pillar called Gwon has been created.

‘under.’

Dan Do-gyeong chuckled. I stared at the two large hands that filled in the missing parts of Dogyeong.

‘Hey, I guess you already knew what this Dandogyeong needed.’

Looking at the two hands still repeating the technique, Tang Dao-gyeong felt happy. Is this fate? Who would have known that a mad dog of fighting who lost his purpose and became blind would change like this when he met a ronin?

He turned his gaze downward.

In the meantime, I saw a tree called Dandogyeong that had grown significantly. Under the tree, a brightly smiling Tang Do-gyeong pumped his fist and threw a memorized note.

I turned my gaze to the side.

There were numerous trees. There were familiar people under that tree. There was his father, Dang Mun-gi, and Dang Dok-gi, who was always running around trying to sort out his thoughts. There was Dang Do-yeon who cried for herself, and there was Dang Do-yul who screamed.

There was also a motive for stealing his party flag when he was young, and his cute younger brother, Dangyeo-ado, seemed to not hurt even if he put it in his eyes.

And there were countless blood relatives of the Sacheondang family that I had seen so far.

They were all looking at Tang Tao Jing. Looking at the dissatisfied eyes of the young Tang Daoqing, Tang Daoqing chuckled and nodded.

One ticket.

All trees. Everyone in the Sacheondang family gave their votes. Tang Dao-gyeong thought as he unfolded the eight martial arts techniques. What should we name this martial art, which is both an arm technique and a martial arts technique?

All the trees in the Tang family memorized memorization faster than the Tang Tao Sutra. Tang Dao-gyeong laughed and imitated the movement. That’s right, this wonder of the Tang Dynasty is probably inferior to anyone else in the Four Thousand Danga Region when it comes to cancer skills.

The 3 barely created cancer techniques unfolded in Dang Do-gyeong’s hands.

Although it was just a martial arts skill that had been tilted for a long time, Tang Dao-gyeong was not worried. All I had to do was learn, experience, and fill it in the future.

‘The Tang Family’s Tiger and Dragon Fighting Technique.’

It may have been an insincere and merely a list of names, but Dang Do-gyeong was satisfied.

‘It’s a martial art that I created. As long as I’m satisfied, that’s it.’

I opened my eyes.

Ho Cheon-an, who was playing with his hands, came into view and saw the Ronin who were protecting the law. The rest of the ronin were also watching, holding their breath and not interfering with Tang Do-gyeong, and they saw a black cat draped on the stairs eating fried rice.

Tang Dao-gyeong looked all-powerful.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

“You achieved success!”

“Congratulations to our party!”

Only then did the ronin, who confirmed that enlightenment had been fully achieved, respond by giving their allegiance. Tang Dao-gyeong’s gaze passed the black cat who was acting like a fool and reached Ho Cheon-an.

Ho Cheon-an said, taking out a blood jade monument and a 100-nyang gold voucher.

“Winning?”

“Good.”

Ho Cheon-an calmly threw the dice into the air. Both hands hold the glass upside down so that the inside is fully visible. Dang Do-gyeong somehow feels like laughing.

I stared at Ho Cheon-an’s hand, not the dice or the cup.

Dang Do-gyeong picked up a glass.

Ho Cheon-an smiled and downed the rest of his cup.

“Oh..!”

“Finally!”

The cup of Dangdogyeong, which was opened with exclamations from the ronin, contained a dice with the number 1 on top.

Hocheonan is a slip and blood jade monument.

He then placed the goal plaque on Dang Do-gyeong’s hand.

“Hey bro, is this..?”

“You’ll need it soon.”

Ho Cheon-an flopped down on the chair next to him. My entire body was throbbing as if it had been beaten, and I had no strength at all as I had practiced my gambling skills for nearly two hours.

“Go. There is not much time left.”

“….I see.”

Tang Do-gyeong responded as he felt the energy outside the window. With his deeper inner strength and more sensitive senses, he was able to detect the presence of Dangga people approaching from outside the Rongin Gaekjan.

[Keep it a secret.]

Tang Dao-gyeong nodded at Black Cat’s request. Although she was a woman who used violent means against Ho Cheon-an, she seemed to be doing it for Ho Cheon-an in her own way…

The desire to give the silver medal to Ho Cheon-an was like a chimney, but Tang Dao-gyeong, who remembered the words of the black cat before coming to enlightenment, exercised patience, suppressed that impulse, and tried to attack Ho Cheon-an.

“Really, really…I owe you a lot.”

“Go.”

Dang Do-gyeong took one last look at Ho Cheon-an, who seemed to be gesturing helplessly, and looked around at the Ronin who were showing their power towards him.

“Thank you, everyone. Dangmo will not forget what happened today.”

“Please take care of it, Daehyeop!”

“You should get along well with your family!”

Leaving behind the noisy greetings, Dang Do-gyeong left the royal guesthouse.

“Dokyung brother!”

“Do-kyung!”

Tang Dok-gi stopped the two people who looked like they were going to rush at any moment and asked.

“Dangdo-gyeong. Are there any plans to cancel the insulation declaration?”

Dang Do-gyeong didn’t even try to answer, but just smiled. You will need it soon. What did this mean?

Hiss!

Tang Dok-gi opened his eyes wide. Suddenly, Tang Tao-gyeong threw a memorization tool? I was surprised, but at the same time my hands moved reflexively. Was it a goal card that was thrown?

The moment I tried to move my hand to grab it, the plate split into three.

No, there were three goals from the beginning. I just threw it together to make it look like one.

Crash!

All three goal cards were caught in Tang Dok-gi’s hands, but Tang Dok-gi’s eyes were wide open.

“Samhwanbido…? How can you have this skill?”

“Sorry. Uncle. And everyone from Sacheondanga.”

Tang Do-gyeong knelt down.

“I am a sinner who uttered the blasphemous word of isolation, but I ask for forgiveness. Only now did I realize that Tao Kyung existed because of the Tang family. I’m still not good at teaching, but I want to try my best as a member of Sacheondanga.”

“Brother!”

“Dokyung!!”

Two people ran towards Dang Do-gyeong, who was kneeling, and embraced him. Tang Dao-gyeong laughed bitterly. What have you done to the blood relatives you love so much?

Tang Do-ki came over and placed his hand on Tang Do-gyeong’s shoulder.

“Are you planning to take on cancer technology again?”

“Yes. I just realized that I am Tang Tao Kyung, not Tao Kyung. Now I will not refuse to memorize. However, martial arts has not been abandoned either.”

“Hehe…”

“It’s just that we have decided to create Tangga First Martial Arts from Tang Family First Power Law.”

Tang Dok-gi laughed at Tang Do-gyeong’s absurd declaration. The two people who were happy and embracing each other also opened their eyes wide.

“Yes. I will watch closely.”

Tang Doki turned around.

“There is a long way to go. There must have already been an uproar in Dangata because of you. It won’t be easy to solve.”

“Brother! Don’t worry, I’ll help you!”

“What are you doing! It’s easy to resolve if you arrive as soon as possible!”

Dang Do-gyeong smiled as he looked at the two of them.