episode_0077

Jiii.

I stared intently at the stage, wondering if something like that sound effect would be added.

Anyway, the color is so dark. What? You’re grinding people into materials?

Have you ever seen such a bunch of bastards in the world?

There is another proverb in the martial arts world that says, “Don’t get along with blood sect members” for a reason.

“It’s Chuil. He’s called by the nickname Hohyeop-kwon.”

“My name is Juunpyeong. It is too much, but I am called by the empty name of Cheongpunggaek.”

On the stage, before the start, the person of interest, Chuil, was calmly holding a prize.

Although it was disgusting to see him act like a ronin so naturally on the topic of blood cult, the priority was to watch what kind of martial arts he was using and what kind of evil schemes he was plotting.

“Hmm… … .”

I pressed down on the bamboo stick and crossed my arms, staring intently at the stage.

Apart from the fact that I can’t win, if it’s to the extent of deceiving and penetrating my own area of effect, no matter how defenseless I was, it’s at least top-notch.

It would be an impossible skill unless you are at the very beginning of your peak, or have already reached your peak for quite some time.

It is highly unlikely that a ronin participating in the Yongbongjihoe would have reached that level, so there is a high probability that he is a Blood Cultist who has infiltrated to plot a plot.

Above all, I am not foolish enough to distrust the information of my sister, the regressor, and no one else.

Okay, go ahead and do whatever you want. I’ll keep my eyes wide open and watch what you come up with.

I was looking at the stage with that kind of mindset.

“Huh?”

But I couldn’t help but let out a stupid sound as soon as the rain started.

“Huh?”

“Did anyone see that just now?”

The onlookers nearby were murmuring.

So, what just happened?

As soon as the fight began, Cheongpunggaek kicked the ground, and in the blink of an eye, Chuil grabbed Cheongpunggaek from behind and placed his fist on his lower back.

Oh, my.

how?

I know roughly what process was followed to arrive at this result, but I did not see how that process was done.

You moved so fast that it surpassed my ability to see?

Naturally, my mouth opened and my expression became filled with shock.

“Cheongyeongyupa (Blue Shadow Stream Wave)!”

And then someone’s voice rang out, shaking the entire stage.

Naturally, the eyes of many spectators, including me, turned to see Chiljeoldoje standing up with a shocked expression on his face.

“I thought that Yuun Yeongok was destroyed by the Blood Sect and that its lineage was cut off. Hohyeop Kwon, that sect just now must have been the Cheongyeong sect, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

When the subdued Cheongpunggaek admitted defeat with a look of mixed shame and confusion, Chuil finally took off his fist that had been resting on his back and struck Chiljeoldoje with it.

“Wow, I didn’t know that the martial arts of Yuun Yeongok are still being passed down like this… … .”

The Seven-Fourth Elementary School Master muttered with a puzzled expression, then nodded.

And when he winked at Namhae Shingum, Namhae Shingum, who was also making a puzzled expression, nodded.

“… … The winner is Ho-hyeop-kwon from Zhejiang, Chu-il-il.”

“Wow!”

“Hypocrisy! Hypocrisy!”

And the crowd erupted in thunderous cheers.

No one may have seen the process just now, but it is true that Chiljeoldoje declared that he used the martial arts of the mysterious sect that was destroyed.

To the eyes of ordinary people who know nothing about it, it just seems so magical.

And I.

“They stole the martial arts of the school that they destroyed with their own hands.”

Actually, I don’t know exactly what kind of sect Yuun Yeongok was.

But the Blood Cultists use the martial arts of a sect that was destroyed by the Blood Cult?

Aren’t these martial arts obtained in the same way as the martial arts of the righteous faction in the Demonic Cult?

“What the hell is she doing?”

If the skin on his face is that thick, he’s already beyond the level of being thick-skinned.

No, more than that, I don’t understand why the Blood Cultists who infiltrated to plot something evil are causing such chaos and drawing so much attention.

What the hell is going on? What is your intention?

The situation only gets more confusing because you don’t know why the other person is acting that way.

I tried to guess the intention even a little.

“I really don’t know.”

All I could do was stand there blankly, looking up at the sky above me, muttering to myself.

I really have no idea what the intention is.

* * *

Chuil came down from the stage and enjoyed the awe-inspiring gazes directed at him.

The corners of her mouth rose in satisfaction as she was stared at by people who were eager to ask questions right away.

It was a hobby that her colleagues would have shaken their heads or clicked their tongues at if they had seen it, calling it bad taste.

It’s fun to be the center of attention. And it’s thrilling.

Her personality was already somewhat bizarrely twisted, but considering that someone who wasn’t like that wouldn’t have joined the Blood Cult in the first place, it’s only natural.

“Thank you.”

After smiling brightly and giving a round of applause to the audience, Chuil leisurely came down from the stage.

And immediately after, her smile grew even deeper.

‘You have a cute expression.’

Where Chuil’s gaze was directed, there was Yeonjin.

Even with the deep-pressed bamboo hat not fully covering his face, he had an expression of astonishment on his face, just like the crowd of onlookers, wondering what kind of harmony he had created.

Hehehe.

Chuil covered his mouth and smiled faintly.

Black Giraffe and Yeonjin were objects of interest to her in many ways.

“There’s something cuter about it than you’d think.”

Chuil muttered and sat down leisurely in his seat.

At first, I thought he was the talk of the town that I had just happened to run into, so I thought I would approach him and give him a blood spirit pill.

Who would have thought that it would have such a deep connection to the Demonic Cult?

To the followers of the Blood Cult, the Demonic Cult is an object of hatred, and at the same time, the biggest obstacle to their plans.

That is why they have been secretly plotting and plotting countless schemes to lay the foundation for the downfall of the Demonic Cult for over a decade.

“I would rather have it be a cultist who hid his identity perfectly than a cultist who ran away.”

At the seat prepared for the participants, Chuil rested his chin on his hand.

As she said, it was more enjoyable for her that way.

Her principles of action are solely based on interest and pleasure.

In the first place, the mission to sabotage the Yongbongjihoe that she was currently carrying out did not have much meaning, and it was a mission intended to kill a few of the later index members that the Jeongpa sect cherished and cared for.

Contrary to her expectations, there were more than four Hwagyeong-level masters attending the Yongbong branch meeting, making it a bit ambiguous to engage in an all-out war.

After all, there are few things more enjoyable than killing the leader of the Jeongpa faction in the middle of the Yongbongjihoe and running away while being chased by countless masters.

Anyway, if the identity of the Black Giraffe is a hidden cultist.

What if we found solid evidence and made the facts public to the world?

“Huh huh… … .”

Chuil let out a small laugh.

Just imagining it is an exciting and thrilling experience.

Especially since the Demonic Cult was the biggest obstacle to the Blood Cult she belonged to. Furthermore, if Black Kirin is indeed a member of the Demonic Cult, it would be reasonable to infer that the unidentified evil spirit who killed the Green Forest King is also a member of the Demonic Cult.

If we can confirm that the Demonic Cult has begun to intervene in the Blood Cult’s events in earnest, that would be a pretty big achievement in its own right.

The other participants around her looked at her with disgust as she muttered to herself, stared into space, and laughed to herself.

Of course, what do you think?

Since she was feeling good now, she decided to be generous and forgive the other ronin who looked at her with unkind eyes.

Forgiveness meant remembering this fact and not gouging out useless eyes, so it was an extremely generous act of mercy on her part.

And while she was lost in thought, the leading figures from each sect began to come out and engage in a duel.

Familiar names that we always come across at Yongbong Branch.

The process of the later ranks of the Namgung Segae, Shaolin, and Mudang sects defeating their first-round opponents one by one.

Meanwhile, the figure of the black giraffe that had been covering its face in the audience also disappeared.

This is to prepare for the final showdown between Black Kirin Yeonjin and the youngest member of the Hwasan faction, Plum Blossom Swordsman, Jasong.

And finally.

“Okay, I’m looking forward to it.”

Chuil’s eyes, dyed black, sparkled and shone.

The ones who climb onto the stage are a boy wearing all-black martial arts attire who has been given the nickname of Black Giraffe, and a young Taoist priest from the Hwasan faction who is wearing the uniform of the Hwasan faction’s plum blossom swordsman.

Yeonjin, and Jasong.

“Cheer up, Black Giraffe!”

“Jasong Dojo! I bet you thirty nyang of silver!”

“Prove that the plum blossoms of the volcano are stronger than Jongnam’s sword!”

“Show that Volcano is no match for Jongnam!”

“So Black Giraffe is not a member of Jongnampa… … .”

Ahead of the final match of the most important and eye-catching first round, the excitement of the audience is hotter than ever.

Not only was Chuil watching with sparkling eyes, but Jongnam and Hwasan, the two sect leaders who had personally tied the knot with Jasodan and Bongmun, were also sitting in the VIP seats, clenching their fists and focusing their attention.

After she used the mysterious sect Yuun Yeongok’s Dokmunbobeop and Cheongyeongyupa, everyone in the room except for Chiljeoldoje, who was glancing at Chuil, had their attention focused on the non-stage area.

It seemed like Yeonjin and Jasong were talking to each other on stage, but Chuil couldn’t hear them because they were far away.

If he had focused his energy and sharpened his hearing, he would have been able to hear it, but Chuil didn’t feel the need to do so and just smiled broadly.

“Okay, then let’s take a look at how well the traces of magic are hidden.”

The moment when Chuil, who was smiling like that, focused his gaze on Yeonjin to observe her every move.

The battle began, and Yeonjin followed the law.

The merit of easy conduct

Empty Swallow.

The new model, which had leapt up like a swallow flying in the sky, swooped down on Jasong like a goblin or a ghost.

“Oh!”

“That’s a really amazing magic trick.”

The audience watching expressed their admiration for the unusual movements, like a daytime goblin.

Chuil’s smile broke.

And Chuil, who had been staring intently at Yeonjin, muttered with a frown on his face.

“What, you were the culprit?”