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There was no need to move to a separate training center for sparring.

The yard where the feast was taking place was a large space with a hard stone floor.

Originally, it was a space that would later serve as a stage for performers specializing in singing and dancing, but it just so happened that I ended up taking the first step.

“You know you shouldn’t kill, right?”

“Are you more worried about me than me?”

“……Because I believe there is no way Minho will get hurt.”

Namgung Hwa-ran said with her cheeks slightly red, as if she was still not used to my informal language.

‘Is it okay to speak informally while looking like this?’

It was a taste I couldn’t understand.

Anyway, Namgung Hwaran, who had already witnessed the fight with Tuma, thought that I would naturally win.

“Don’t worry. It’s a happy day and I don’t plan on doing anything harsh. I need to play with it a bit and then let it fall asleep.”

“Are you planning on fighting me with your fists?”

“Seeing blood is a bit like that.”

Before the sparring match, I calmly chatted with Namgung Hwaran. Monk Dan Un-yeop and Hyesang, who had been watching us from the beginning to the end, said with worried expressions.

“Amitabha Buddha. Excessive carelessness is prohibited.”

“That’s right. What is Zhuge… No, Zhuge Sohyeop is a person who is evaluated as a fully-ripened and peak expert. I just felt that Nangong Xiaoxiao’s physical strength is outstanding, but Zhuge Ce’s unique martial arts skills that draw strange tactics should not be ignored.”

In response to their concerns, I smiled and remained silent.

You’ll understand when you see them fight in person.

“Thank you for the advice.”

After getting ready, I stepped onto the neatly organized stage.

On the other side, Zhuge Col., who seemed to have regained his composure, was lowering his fan.

The sharp chin and sharp eyes gave off a nervous look.

“I will understand that you applied for sparring when you are young.”

As we stopped at a reasonable distance, Zhuge Jongdae spoke up.

“However, as a senior, you cannot just watch your juniors make wrong choices because of their vain reputation. Namgung Small Cooperative should take today’s incident as a lesson and use it as an opportunity to improve procedures.”

Suddenly, Zhuge Jongdae, who declared that he would act as a senior, raised his hand in acceptance! I shook it off.

Huh~

At the same time, a strong wind blew towards my body.

Zhuge Zongdae must have thought that he had conquered Ki Xian, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Then, he twirled the line with his fingers and waved his limbs in a flashy motion.

‘You’re fucking sick.’

“Oh…!”

“I got to see firsthand the famous Zen method of Zhuge Dynasty!”

“It’s worth walking this far!”

Unlike me, who found Zhuge Zhongzhong increasingly pathetic, the audience responded quite positively to the showmanship.

“Haaaab!”

Whick!

Zhuge Zhongdae approached me while rotating his body and swung his straight folded line towards my solar plexus.

I opened my palm and caught the attack.

chin!

“Oh…!”

“It was a blow that seemed very strong, but it was taken so lightly!”

“Isn’t it in the hands of Zhuge Xiaoxiao?”

Zhuge Zongdae’s face turned a little red as the attack was blocked in vain despite his grandiose preparation posture.

In fact, the main purpose of the martial arts guy is to code his actions in advance and draw out the best response that suits the situation at that time with the fastest reaction speed.

Unless it was someone who had reached a higher level than me or was a martial arts expert with incredibly profound martial arts knowledge, most things could be handled at a high-speed line of thinking.

I focused my powers on the palm of my hand holding the sermon.

Chi Ikㅡ

Then, along with the sound of wood burning, fine smoke began to flow out of his hand.

“Profit…!”

Zhuge Zongdae, who witnessed this, tried his best to get Nie Xuan out.

In the end, he was able to get his power back only after strengthening his body by using internal energy.

“My close friend…! No matter how hard I hit the surface, my fan didn’t have a single scratch…!”

Zhuge Zongdae, who retreated, was shocked to see Nie Xuan’s condition.

A dark handprint appeared on the edge of the white fan, as if it had been woodburned.

“Oh my, I only touched it briefly, but my hand got burned. It seems that it was a defective product.”

“Suddenly…”

The response was fierce, perhaps because it was a debt that was greatly cherished.

Zhuge Zongdae shouted with burning eyes, different from before.

“This will be different!”

After shouting like that, Zhuge Zongdae put the Nie Xian in his arms and took out a weapon similar to a brush made of iron, a judge’s pen.

“You definitely can’t burn such a piece of iron.”

It might be possible to melt it if you use some strength, but if you did that, you could have even melted Zhuge Zongdae.

Zhuge Zongdae, who heard my words and gained momentum again, approached me and stabbed the judge.

Swish! Whip!

Distance control was a bit tricky.

Although the Pangwanpil was a fairly short weapon, it was definitely longer than his bare hands, and the basic attack range was different due to the difference in arm length due to his size.

Still, the movement was so simple that it was possible to avoid it just by using abilities and high-speed thinking without using internal energy.

On the contrary, Zhuge Jongdae was unable to make a single proper strike and was only wasting his stamina, so he was gradually increasing his strength.

Swish! Swish!

“Oh…!”

“What a great match!”

“Jegal Sohyeop’s attack is also an attack, but Namgung Sohyeop dodges all of them without even grazing, which is even more surprising!”

The elasticity of the guests increased as the battle grew faster.

Zhuge Jongdae, who was holding his breath and swinging his pen until his face turned red, widened the distance to catch his breath for a moment.

“Haa…haa…”

“Are you tired? This is so… You shouldn’t just read too much and exercise a little on a regular basis. Is it really possible for it to end this quickly after becoming a man?”

“What…?”

I deliberately provoked him with the most languid expression.

Where in the world would the third son of the head of the family have heard something like this?

It was Zhuge Jongdae who would have been supported throughout his life thanks to his family background and the power of being a peak expert.

He was completely taken aback by my words and grabbed the judge’s pen tightly.

Wow~

My energy flowed out in a stream from the judge’s pen erected diagonally in front of me.

***

Monk Hyesang, who saw Zhuge Jongdae’s appearance, muttered in surprise.

“No, what about that posture?”

“What’s wrong with that posture?”

Dang Un-yeop, who was next to him, asked.

At the moment, Monk Hyesang was trying to explain the martial arts that Zhuge Zongdae was planning to use with a serious look on his face.

“That……”

Cheonjiho Pencil Technique (天地浩然法) Pencil Sword…

Kwaang!

“……!”

There was a sudden loud noise on the stage and a gust of hot wind blew.

“Hoo…”

“What kind of situation is this?”

“The birth of a new expert.”

“Oh, there’s dust in the food…”

“Who won? What on earth is that sound just now?”

Except for a few experts, very few people noticed what attack and defense were just exchanged.

The dust quickly disappeared with the wind.

Then the results of the sparring came into view.

Zhuge Jongdae has fallen with his face on the stage floor, and Minho is holding up his right hand, blazing with fire.

Looking at the cracks that stretched out like spiderwebs under Minho’s left foot, I could tell where the roar came from.

People’s eyes were initially focused on the winner, Minho, but everyone who witnessed the fallen Zhuge Zhongdae could not help but hold their breath.

“Huh… How could that…”

“What a terrible accident.”

“For the first time in my life, I just felt lucky that I didn’t learn martial arts.”

“Me too. If I had an accident like that during sparring, I wouldn’t have the confidence to survive.”

The top of Zhuge Jongdae’s head, which had collapsed, was showing its reddened insides due to excessive heat.

Minho’s fist, wrapped around his forehead, hit the top of his head, causing all the hair in that area to burn off.

“I don’t know how to get along with the Seopseon, but I like the hair.”

Minho muttered quietly so that the guests could not hear.

“Monk Hyesang… So what did you want to say?”

“Hmm… Hmm… It’s nothing. I think I saw it wrong. Amitabha Buddha.”

Dang Un-yeop subtly teased Monk Hyesang, who looked surprised when he saw Zhuge Jongdae’s posture.

Even the elders of the family were in an uproar after seeing the results of the sparring.

“This is Namgung’s Hongbok!”

“To think that Namgung, famous for his swordsmanship, would come out with a martial arts expert of that level! As expected, there is something different even though the prestigious Sega is different!”

“Yekki, you guy. Namgung Sohyeop’s main weapon was a sword. He said he didn’t even learn martial arts separately.”

“No, is that really true?”

“This is my first time hearing that there was a Sega who learned Yeolyang Qigong at that level…!”

“Namgoong matriarch, where on earth did you get such a son-in-law?”

“At that age, he is already capable of overpowering a peak expert! If only my daughter were a little older…”

“Hmm… that’s a bit…”

“What? What did you just say?”

The guests, regardless of their social status, caused an uproar next to the head of the family, Namgung-myeong.

As he watched his son-in-law praising him, Nangungmyeong’s shoulders gradually rose to the sky.

Bringing in a son-in-law well, with the guarantee of no interference from other families, and bringing in a son-in-law with an unusual pedigree and military talent, was an achievement that the head of the family could be proud of.

“Hmmmm… Among the family members, they call him by the nickname Yeomnaturyong. I didn’t expect that Zhuge and Xiaoxiao would easily win…”

Namgungmyeong already knew that Minho had reached his peak, and he had also heard about the fight with Tuma through Cheonpunggeomdan.

So, like Namgung Hwaran, I naturally thought that Minho would win, but in front of the wedding guests, I pretended not to know and was humble and secretly praised Minho.

“Scorching dragon…!”

“That’s a very impressive nickname.”

“But, considering the sparring just now and the flame that burned my shirt, it really suits me well.”

“That’s right, looking at the inaction shown today, I understand why the star title has a dragon.”

“Anyway, someone should take care of Zhuge Sohyeop… Uh, Namgung Sohyeop is approaching Zhuge Sohyeop…”

“Come on, it feels good to see such exciting sparring, so let’s toast together!”

Namgungmyeong saw Minho searching through the arms of the fallen Jegal Jongdae, and drew the attention of the guests to him.

At the same time, I thought that I should teach Namgoong-hyeon a more dignified behavior.

It was unclear whether it would really work.