episode_0053

“Phew…”

It wasn’t just the martial arts swordsmanship that improved during the five days.

As I built up my energy by eating a fortune breakfast every morning and evening, I was able to grow to lv.2 in both my solar mind method and my energy.

I couldn’t feel the exact growth rate because I didn’t have anything to compare it to, but that’s what Poongwoon said.

He said that the growth rate was such that he was suspected of being a member of the Demonic Cult.

He said it was a high praise, but for some reason, Pungwoon’s gaze began to feel painful.

Today, the four of us gathered in an empty lot and waited for instructor Cheolwoong.

“Uh, when are you coming?”

Jeongseon was stamping his feet as if he had been waiting for this day, and like a meerkat, he was looking left and right with his head tilted out.

Her ponytail swayed from side to side.

And as if in response to that expectation, Cheolwoong was seen walking from afar.

As soon as Cheolwoong approached, he looked at me and Seolyoung closely.

And he nodded.

“All four of you did well.”

“Yes! Thank you.”

At Cheolwoong’s words, Jeongseon was as happy as if she were wagging her tail, and the other three people, including me, also smiled at Cheolwoong’s praise.

I tend to be happier when someone I don’t think would normally praise me gives me a compliment.

“I’m sorry for leaving it to you. I went all the way to Shaanxi to help the governor.”

“If it’s Shaanxi… we…”

“This is where the Volcanic Sect and Cheonmuhakkwan are located.”

Nodding his head at Pungwoon’s words, Cheolwoong said that, among other things, he had been to Cheonmuhakgwan.

At Cheolwoong’s words, Poongwoon looked into space with blurry eyes as if he was thinking about something and then answered.

“Is it because of the non-dance competition?”

Jeong-seon and Cheol-woong opened their eyes wide and were surprised when they heard the word “non-dancing competition.”

Seol Young-eun

He was expressionless as always.

“…To be exact, I went there to set a date for a friendly match before the non-marriage competition.”

“Che, are we having a friendly match with Cheonmuhakkwan?!”

Jeongseon was startled and responded to Cheolwoong’s words.

And I asked Jeongseon in a low voice.

“What is a secret martial arts competition?”

“What?!”

Jeongseon was surprised by my question in a different way this time.

And Poongwoon explained it to me on behalf of Jeongseon.

“The martial arts officers turn out their officers and make them fight.”

“Is there a reward for getting good grades?”

“There are rewards given to those who perform well, and more than anything, people start to flock to the Muhakgwan.”

And Pungwoon answered that the greatest reward of all was the crowds of people.

Depending on the performance of the martial arts competition, the interest pouring into the martial arts academy is said to be beyond imagination.

They sent their students to Muhakkwan with good grades and provided support by sending money or elixirs so that the students could train in a better environment.

As disciples of large sects and officials with bright futures gather here, it is said that there is a lot of support from the upper ranks who are trying to continue their relationship in some way.

With that support, the Martial Arts Academy was able to foster better cadets and achieve good results at the next martial arts competition.

That is why Cheonmuhakgwan was the undisputed number one.

It is said that the size of the museum is now different from that of other martial arts centers, as it has reinvested in the training facilities and training facilities it receives.

It is said that the dormitories there are one person per room.

There is also a bathroom in the room.

As it was a Cheonmu School, the skill gap between it and other schools was so severe that it did not even hold friendly matches.

There was no need for a friendly battle because it was more training for them to fight among themselves using harsh words.

But why are they suddenly trying to engage in a friendly war, especially with the Humanities and Military Academy?

Instructor Cheolwoong looked at Poongwoon.

“It seems that Cheonmuhakkwan had a close relationship with a female gwando named Namgung Yu.”

“Yes? Ah, ahaha…yeah what…”

“Namgoong Yu requested to serve as a representative of Cheonmuhakgwan. While exuding a murderous spirit that cannot be trusted by anyone else.”

“…”

The wind cloud became contemplative and smiled awkwardly.

I heard you were kicked out of Cheonmuhakkwan because of a problem with your sexuality. What on earth did you do?

It seemed that the main character, Poongwoon, was at fault for Cheonmuhakgwan applying for the secret service.

Since I was asked to do a secret dance, I couldn’t refuse.

Rather than hearing from those around me that I was afraid and avoided the fight, I could have preserved my pride as a martial arts officer by losing the fight.

Moreover, no one would criticize him for losing to Cheonmu Hakkwan.

Jeongseon heard those words and looked at Pungwoon with resentment.

“What on earth are you doing…”

“For reference, the four people here are automatic participants.”

Cheolwoong spoke firmly.

“Yes?! …and him too? It’s only been about a week since he learned martial arts…”

Surprised, Jeongseon pointed at me.

Well, I understand.

I also think I have become stronger, but I felt that I still lack a lot to participate in competitive fighting.

Above all, I didn’t really want to participate in the martial arts competition.

Honestly, I didn’t give much thought to whether or not the human resources academy was doing well and attracting a lot of talented people.

The priority was simply to raise the level of the solar mind method as quickly as possible and cure Seolyoung’s illness.

So I said that too.

“I also think it is still too early.”

However, Cheolwoong had different thoughts.

Cheolwoong looked at Jeongseon and spoke.

“Seonghan will not lose even if he fights with you right now.”

“Yes?”

Jeongseon’s and mine’s voices overlapped.

No, why do you say that?

just as expected.

Those words seemed to stimulate Jeongseon’s pride.

“I trust the instructor’s eyes, but you were wrong this time.”

“Then let’s prove it.”

“…If I win, please grant my wish.”

“Sure.”

It’s a big deal.

Depending on my victory or defeat, Cheolwoong’s chastity was threatened.

Jeongseon was looking at me with a wry smile.

Look at that expression.

Is that a political faction or a demonic religion?

I didn’t want to see my roommate’s expression consumed by sexual desire.

Naturally, Cheolwoong, Poongwoon, and Seolyeong slowly stepped back, leaving only me and Jeongseon facing each other in the center of the clearing.

Cheolwoong threw two wooden swords at us, no matter where they came from.

…Could it be that Cheolwoong expected this to happen?

Maybe he stimulated Jeong Seon with some part of his actions, threw him the wooden sword he had prepared, and made him dance.

Because you expected me to refuse to participate in the martial arts competition?

Thinking like that sent shivers down my spine.

When I glared at Cheolwoong, he was smiling slightly at me as if he had noticed.

“I was hit…”

“Now, raise your sword!”

Either way, Jeongseon, who had the right to wish, was full of thoughts of fighting.

What I learned as my inner strength increased was that Jeongseon’s inner strength was vast, even compared to other gwandos.

Therefore, even though he was not a member of a famous sect such as the Volcano Sect or the North Sea Ice Palace, he was able to receive the high number 7.

I raised my sword, and as soon as Cheolwoong said the word ‘start’, Jeongseon quickly closed the distance.

Perhaps because he used his inner energy generously to strengthen his light energy, his footprints were deeply engraved every time his feet touched the ground.

Due to its power, the sand on the ground bounced high into the sky.

Before I knew it, Jeongseon had arrived in front of me and swung his sword with the same speed.

The sword swung towards the head also contained a lot of energy.

widely.

However, Jeongseon’s sword was too easily blocked by my sword.

“Huh?”

The person who swung the sword must have not thought that it would be blocked so easily, and his body froze in embarrassment.

Without missing the opportunity, I swung my sword towards Jeongseon’s waist.

Jeongseon belatedly tried to block it with a wooden sword, but…

simplicity and honesty.

The wooden sword was crushed by the impact, and Jeongseon’s entire body was blown away.

It was a surprising force for me too.

As I slowly approached the fallen Jeongseon, Jeongseon suddenly got up and punched me.

And even that couldn’t reach me.

One of the things I learned while surviving in a world full of zombies is to not let down my guard until I kill them.

They looked like corpses, so it was hard to tell if they were dead corpses or zombies when they were lying on the floor.

So, even if there was always a fallen corpse, we always acted with caution.

And that habit remained to this day, allowing him to defend against Jeongseon’s attacks.

And that too by hand.

“…Wow.”

I struck Jeongseon, who was admiring him, in the abdomen with the back of the sword, knocking him down.

It was a light hit, but this time he probably didn’t block it with his internal energy, so he fell to the floor clutching his abdomen and spoke in a low voice.

“I lost…”

The winner was decided, and Cheolwoong was nodding towards me as if he knew it would happen.

Pungwoon had a slightly complicated expression.

As always, Seolyoung was expressionless.

“As expected, my eyes were not wrong.”

Cheolwoong came over and placed his hand on her shoulder.

It was a moment when I felt once again that I had been harmed.

***

When I returned to the dorm, Jeongseon was staring blankly at the sky.

It hit a little hard.

If I got upset or angry, I would have apologized, but it was difficult to respond as I was just staring blankly into space.

So, I quietly cleaned up my bed and got ready for bed.

The only way to prepare for sleep was to have a healthy breakfast before going to bed.

‘huh?’

It was different from usual.

The energy inside my body moved around more actively than usual.

As the negative energy around my body was burning, my energy was increasing.

What was puzzling was why there was so much negative energy in the room today.

“Seonghan, are you feeling lucky?”

Somehow, I heard a voice with a softer tone than usual.

This was the pretentious voice that Jeongseon used when talking to instructor Cheolwoong.

I closed my eyes and concentrated.

If your concentration is broken, you might end up in trouble.

I gritted my teeth and ignored it.

“…Can I look at it from up close?”

“Ugh…”

My lips were trembling.

I had no idea how scary it would be to hear voices getting closer.

And what was scarier was that every time I got closer to Jeongseon, my inner energy began to burn yin energy more intensely.

Is he also a syllable?

What kind of evil is around…

When I finished the fortune-telling breakfast while feeling Jeongseon’s gaze, my solar mind method level increased to 3.