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Namgung-hyuk went up on the off-stage, and his opponent, a man named Dangeon from Sacheon Danga, came up on the off-stage.

Tang Geon calmly came up and was waving a small dagger proudly.

It was a kind of threat, but Namgoonghyuk didn’t even blink.

“It’s poisoned.”

“Unfortunately, it is a paralyzing poison. It’s not fatal.”

Dangeon licked his lips as if it was a pity that he couldn’t use extreme poison as it was a non-military affair between academics.

Sharp four hundred eyes and a long face.

In many ways, he was a man who reminded me of a snake.

Despite the poison, both sides were holding proper swords this time.

It was decided that the dance would be held with real weapons under the condition that instructors would stand by near the dance stage.

If it was a life-threatening situation, the instructors would come in and stop the dance.

On the one hand, I was worried.

No matter how expert the instructors may be, how can they suddenly get involved in the fight between later leaders who are discussing the primacy of political factions?

To be honest, I may be worried about this because I have never seen people who are said to be experts truly use martial arts.

In fact, everyone seemed to understand it except me.

“Start!”

With a signal from a man who appeared to be the host, Namgoong Hyuk quickly rushed over.

It was a wise decision.

The dagger was fast, but had no weight, making it weak for defense.

The dagger was too small and weak to properly block Namgunghyuk’s sword.

If you block from the front, you can’t even defend properly, so you end up focusing only on defense as all attacks go to the side.

“Keuuu!”

And as if that had reached its limit, Dangeon began to drop his arms.

When Tang Geon dropped the dagger after colliding with the sword, Namgung Hyuk took advantage of the opportunity and turned his body sharply and swung his sword.

It was that moment.

“Tsk.”

Instructor Cheolwoong clicked his tongue, and our officers also sighed or frowned in disappointment.

Everyone just saw it.

As soon as Namgung-hyuk makes a big move, he gives up his dagger and immediately takes out a memorized weapon from his chest.

Namgoonghyuk, who discovered it late, muttered with a surprised expression.

“Drop your weapon…?”

“I put it down for a while.”

Wedge!

The memorization thrown by Dangeon quickly flew to Namgoonghyeok’s head at close range.

Namgoong Hyuk, who was swinging the sword, was not at a speed that could be avoided.

Then, boom.

There was a loud roar and smoke, and instructor Cheolwoong was standing between Namgoonghyeok and Danggeon.

He looked so calm, as if he had been there from the beginning.

He was holding the awl-shaped memorization tool between his fingers and looking at it slowly.

“…What passed?”

It wasn’t visible at all.

That huge person moving in an instant.

The place where instructor Cheolwoong originally stood had a cavern in the floor as if a bomb had exploded.

Is this what they meant when they told us to use real weapons because the instructor would be watching?

“No matter what, isn’t it too different from the review index?”

As I spoke in vain, Poongwoon spoke with a faint smile.

” Experts of a political faction actually say that growth begins after becoming an expert.”

Pungwoon said it was like a characteristic of the martial arts of the right faction.

It takes a long time to become an expert, but even after becoming an expert, the growth rate does not slow down, so it is said that there is relatively little difficulty in reaching the so-called peak expert.

On the other hand, in the case of Sapa and Magyo, the level of expert level could have been easily reached through various expedient methods.

It is said that there are only a handful of cases in which one reaches the peak of mastery while being trapped by the wall of state and enlightenment.

“This is not a paralyzing poison.”

“…Haha, you know a lot about poison.”

“I just tried it. Was it real?”

“…It’s just a poison that stuns you for a moment.”

When Cheolwoong spoke while looking at the memorization, Dangeon smiled awkwardly and answered.

It wasn’t really paralyzing poison.

Namgoonghyuk looked at Dangeon and Cheolwoong with a regretful expression and trudged off the stage.

“…I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

Jeong Seon, who was next in line, went up to the off-stage, giving a light word of consolation to Nam Goong Hyuk.

In fact, people who watched Bimu did not pay much attention to Jeongseon.

I was faintly impressed by the dance between Dan Geon and Namgung Hyuk that was just before.

“But it is still the Namgung family.”

“I thought I was going to lose.”

“Ha! I don’t have a single doubt…”

“Didn’t you scream like a girl when you dropped the dagger?”

Namgoong Hyuk’s evaluation was not bad.

Is it because expectations for the Humanities and Human Services Center were low?

The evaluation of Namgoonghyuk, who showed a good performance against Tang Geon, was rising.

Namgoong Hyuk must have heard those conversations as well, but his expression was not calming down as the guilt of losing and the audience’s praise were mixed in his mind.

The corners of the mouth go up and then down.

I couldn’t calm down at all.

If you look closely, you can see that the desire for recognition is great.

Is it because I didn’t get a lot of praise because I had a great younger brother?

“Ready.”

On the off-stage, Jeong Seon and Tang Geon were confronting each other.

Tang Geon, as if he had already used it once, was looking at Jeong Seon, holding the dagger in his arms and holding an awl-like memorization weapon.

Jeongseon held the sword lightly and rotated his legs to relax his muscles.

Looking at that scene, I smiled bitterly.

What can I say?

It seemed like it would be a bit of a new experience for Dangeon.

With the starting signal, the two immediately did their most confident action.

Dangeon widened the distance back and threw a memorization, and Jeongseon closed the distance between him and Dangeon by kicking as if pushing the ground with his entire body, just like when he and I had danced together before.

“Huh?”

A weak voice came out of Tang Geon’s mouth.

Have you ever hit a target moving at that speed?

Probably not.

Even if you move normally, you will use your internal energy at the moment you need it, and you will not move while wasting your internal energy like that.

“You bastard!”

Tang Geon poured out his energy generously and memorized the target moving left and right.

Amgi landed on the floor where Jeongseon was a few seconds ago, and Jeongseon gradually narrowed the distance closer.

Now they were within reach if they stretched out their hands, and in the end, Tang Geon gave up on throwing the memorization and took out the dagger in his arms.

“Die!”

The late leader of the political faction uttered words that should not be uttered, and Tang Geon quickly swung his dagger.

Does that mean he is from Cheonmuhakgwan?

The dagger he swung in response to his improvisation was as quick and swift as throwing a memorized weapon.

“…What?”

Hook~

However, even that dagger split the air.

This time, Jeongseon, who was approaching quickly, suddenly stopped in place.

Then he aimed his sword at Tang Geon’s abdomen.

Although Tang Geon twisted his body to avoid the sword, his clothes and abdomen were slightly cut, leaving light cuts.

Blood was lightly flowing from the stab wound.

It was a shallow wound that wouldn’t have affected the game, but Tang Geon seemed to notice after this one fight.

That you can’t win.

Tang Geon muttered softly with an annoyed expression.

“We lost…”

“Jeongseon wins!”

The man who was performing the dance shouted, and loud cheers were heard from some in the audience.

It seemed like the people who had bet on us were cheering.

Most of the audience was silent as if they were shocked.

Some people criticized the party, but there were not many people who could voice criticism toward the Sacheon Party.

“It’s the best! Choice!”

“This is it!”

Because of that, we were receiving negative attention from those around us, but those people were so drunk with the betrayal that they started cheering us on without paying attention to the people around us.

In the end, I even sang a strange cheer song that I had never heard of.

Jeongseon turned around and looked at me.

He looked as if he was asking, ‘Did I do well?’, so I smiled and clapped.

He seemed quite satisfied with the reaction and looked straight ahead with a grin.

“Why, already…?”

I looked to the side and saw Poongwoon with a shocked face.

Was it that shocking that Jeongseon won?

What was surprising was that even after that, Jeongseon captured only one Cheonmuhakgwan Guando.

The instructor at Cheonmuhakkwan was dumbfounded by the sight.

“Huh, such ignorant skills…”

I agree with that.

My level of inner strength has risen a lot, but I have nothing to say even if I say that it is insignificant compared to Jeongseon.

After Jeongseon defeated two people, the man who came up looked somewhat familiar.

Strangely enough, I remember it…

“Ah, the one who was throwing death at Poongwoon…”

“Huh? To me?”

It seemed like he had forgotten it right away.

The man was a man named Jeonpung of the Jongnam faction.

Jeon Pung, who came up to the non-stage, did not even look towards Jeongseon.

He just looked at the wind cloud with his sharp eyes.

“Ready, let’s go!”

Even after the dancing began, Jeon Feng’s eyes were only focused on Feng Wun.

Jeong-seon took advantage of that opportunity to quickly close the distance, but before he knew it, Jeon-pung had drawn his sword from his waist and was aiming it at Jeong-seon’s neck.

“Ugh…”

“…I, Jeonpung wins!”

The level was different from the previous Cheonmuhakwan participants.

You could tell just by looking at how helpless Jeongseon was.

At that sight, Feng Woon’s face also became quite serious.

“Pungwoon, what number are you?”

“Fourth.”

“Good. Please wait.”

It felt like I was watching a conversation between the main character and his rival.

“I’m going out.”

Seolyoung looked at me and said.

There was still a cold sound coming from her, but something was a little different today.

And I watched Seolyoung move slowly.

“Um…”

Maybe Jeonfung can’t fight Windyun.