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Taejonbirok Volume 15 Episode 23
Chapter 87: Lazy, Real (3)
Just because it is a force that cannot be fought against does not mean it is 'absolute'.
If it is a force that cannot be confronted, then just avoid it and let it flow away. Because a fight is not a contest of strength.
But the power that was now before his eyes was beyond that level. Just feeling that this power was approaching him was an overwhelming presence that made his entire body muscles stiffen.
Even Wei Yanhu's body froze for a moment.
Wi Yeon-ho intuitively felt certain that he was entering unknown territory.
Have you ever experienced a higher realm than this?
Of course there is.
But I have never encountered an attack based on such a strong history.
Baek Mu-han's ignorance doesn't require much history. Baek Mu-han is a person who doesn't need that.
Perhaps it was because he didn't feel the need to do so, or perhaps it was because he was worried that the cave might collapse if he used too much internal force, but Baek Mu-han never once pressured Wi Yeon-ho with internal force.
And that fact was weighing on Wi Yeon-ho now.
'What should I do?'
At that moment, something flashed through Wei Yanho’s mind like a ray of light.
“History?”
"yes."
“Why is that?”
“You need it, right?”
“You are talking nonsense. Disciple, this master sometimes doubts your intelligence. How can you survive in this harsh world if you are so stupid?”
“Yes. Don’t worry. I won’t leave my room, so what does it matter whether Kang-ho is in trouble or not?”
Taaah!
“Ahh!”
“There’s nothing that young man can’t do!”
“Is there anyone who doesn’t look young in your eyes right now? It’s not that I’m young, it’s that you’re too old!”
“That makes sense. You’re smart in this kind of way. It would be great if you could use that smart in a good way. How did you end up with such a smart mind only in such useless things?”
Wi Yeon-ho puffed out his cheeks.
His life was always filled with persecution, but Baek Mu-han's persecution was different from that of Wi Jeong-han or Han Sang-ah in that it subtly scratched people's insides.
“Yeah, history… history is important.”
“So instead of ordering me to do something like this, give me something like a hidden elixir.”
“……Elixir?”
“Yes. Of course not. You said he was the best in the world? And he was the best in the world.”
“That’s right.”
“But how can you say that you haven’t prepared even one elixir to raise your disciple? I know you must have hidden it somewhere, so please give it to me in advance. Then I will become stronger and it will be easier for me to train.”
“Hmm…….”
“I won’t run away. How can I escape from your hands if I eat that?”
“Of course, that would be impossible. But unfortunately for you, I don’t have any elixir in store.”
“Hey, don’t joke around.”
“It's true.”
“……Really?”
"then."
Wi Yeon-ho's face turned bright red.
“No! Master, haven’t you read the novel Warlords? If you look at it, the main character who fell into a cave chews on the elixir prepared in advance like iron bars, learns the secrets, and becomes a master! You should have prepared in advance! What were you doing at that age! Doing all that preparation… Kkaaaaaaah!”
Wi Yeon-ho, who was hit with a stone fist and a bamboo stick, rolled around on the ground and fell down with his limbs stretched out like a frog. Baek Mu-han clicked his tongue as he watched Wi Yeon-ho tremble.
“Where did you hear this big talk from Master?”
“Okay.”
“Hey, you punk! Among the masters in that novel, is there anyone stronger than me?”
“……No.”
“But why should I follow his ways? I have my own ways.”
Of course you would.
Wi Yeon-ho swallowed his tears.
There's nothing wrong with him. It's just that there are people in reality who are more like people in fiction.
“Does your Martial Arts become stronger just because your stamina increases? Then why do you train? You’ll just climb a mountain or something. If you think you can become a master just by taking elixirs and increasing your stamina, then Simmani would be the strongest.”
“……Well, that’s because ordinary shamans can’t find the elixir.”
“Does the elixir have legs? Why can’t I find it? Are the elixirs circulating in the market said to be extracted and sold in Shaolin? They are all discovered by herbalists.”
“…….”
“It’s good to have a strong background. However, background isn’t everything. A background that you can’t fully digest is bound to create gaps.”
“A gap?”
“Yeah. For example… think about a big wave coming.”
“Why waves?”
“You will feel that way a lot later. No matter how much I explain it to you now, it’s no use. Anyway, think about it.”
"yes."
“What happens when the waves become more violent?”
“I’ll count them.”
“You idiot! Don’t you have an opening?”
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“……Master.”
"huh?"
“I’m not unaware that this is highly unlikely. Of course, I know that Master is a ghost and that it would be impossible……”
“What, Inma? Speak.”
“……Do you have dementia?”
Wi Yeon-ho dodged the flying stone fist by jumping forward.
“No! You have to make sense! How can there be any gaps when the waves are so rough?”
“Tsk tsk, look at this idiot. Look. The water that creates the wave is filling up a space that is usually less than half that size. Doesn’t that water move so violently that it takes up more space?”
"yes?"
“Since the same amount takes up more space, it’s natural that it becomes loose and has gaps. Don’t you know such basic things?”
“Uh, um… I think that’s a problem that needs to be resolved by the National Intelligence Service, not me.”
“That idiot.”
Baek Mu-han clicked his tongue.
“If you don’t understand, memorize it. Being fierce means there are many gaps. Just because you look strong doesn’t mean you are strong. If one day you are attacked by an excessive amount of internal energy, don’t be fooled by its power, but look for its gaps.”
“…….”
“There is no perfect martial arts in the world. Since they cannot be perfect, they all develop their own unique characteristics. However, on the other hand, such martial arts inevitably have flaws. If a martial arts with flaws competes with a martial arts without flaws, the outcome is obvious.”
“Ah, I see. So this is… the koan that Buddhism talks about?”
“What’s the topic?”
“That’s just nonsense.”
Woodduck.
The sound of bones cracking echoed from the boneless fist.
“Yeah, it might have been difficult for you. You definitely have a hard time understanding. Yeah…….”
“……Can you please speak without coming closer? To be honest, I’m a little nervous……”
“I forgot for a moment. You were quick to learn with your body. I’ll show you what I mean. Now, I’m going to beat you really hard! Ahh …
"……yes?"
“Let’s feel it with our bodies! With our bodies!”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled awkwardly as he looked into Baek Mu-han's eyes.
“Oh, by any chance… what happens if I can’t find it?”
“Should I die?”
“That’s just a legal way to beat them!”
“Okay, you got it! Come here, you rotten bastard!”
Wi Yeon-ho couldn't smile even at the vague memories that came to mind.
The current situation was too serious to laugh just from the memory. Wi Yeon-ho looked at the bloodthirsty demon emperor’s power rushing toward him with sunken eyes.
'Strong things have gaps.'
The Master never says anything wrong. If the Master says so, then so be it. But whether he can find that gap or not is entirely up to Wei Yanhu.
Ma-an cries.
As I looked at the howling Ma-an, as if in pain and filled with rage, a cold chill sank down on one side of my heart. There was definitely something about those so-called magicians that made people feel fearful.
So, we need to be more calm.
Wei Yanhu, who had mastered his mind and entered the realm of immovable mind, glared at Kwon Kang, who was flying towards him. His clothes fluttered as if they were going to tear, and his hair, which had been tied up, swung around as it pleased. However, Wei Yanhu’s sword tip and his eyes did not waver even an inch.
Perhaps the greatest legacy that Baek Mu-han left to Wi Yeon-ho was that he had him face countless cliffs that were so infinitely steep that they seemed to have no end in sight.
This is nothing compared to that desperate cliff.
Wi Yeon-ho slowly extended his sword forward.
Wei Yanho's gestures seemed so insignificant in front of the enormous power that seemed like it could even destroy Mt. Taishan.
The sword, aimed at the flying demon mask with a speed so slow that it wouldn't even catch a fly, was aimed at it.
“Yeonho!”
A desperate voice is heard.
But Wei Yanhu did not waver. To waver means to create a gap.
The master said, “If a martial arts with gaps competes with a martial arts without gaps, the outcome is obvious.” That means that even his martial arts must have gaps eliminated.
The mask's powerful sword struck Wei Yanhu. At that moment, Wei Yanhu quietly thrust his sword forward.
A faint white light.
A faint white light at the tip of the sword penetrated the mask.
'what?'
The mask that seemed ready to pounce on Wei Yanho and tear his body apart like a piece of paper stopped moving. It was as if the ferocity it had shown until then was a lie.
Woohoo.
Then the light spreads.
A faint light leaked out from within the black mask's black cavity.
I think I hear a rattling sound.
Cracks began to appear here and there on the mask, and a blinding light began to leak out through the gaps.
It was a sight beyond common sense.
'It's amazing.'
Kwaaaaaaaah!
A halo of light burst out from inside the mask, accompanied by a loud noise as if a huge waterfall was pouring down.
Jang-il opened his eyes wide.
It was a sight I couldn't believe even after seeing it with my own eyes.
But the eyes of Wei Yanhu, who was creating that scene, were extremely cold and sunken.
You must maintain your composure until the very end.
Kwaaaaang!
Soon, the sword that had been rushing towards him with a loud noise disappeared into a dazzling halo of light.
A low sense of relief was about to greet him.
“Well done, kid.”
A creepy voice pierced his ears.
“But that’s not the end!”
Wi Yeon-ho saw it.
Numerous ghost masks visible behind the flickering halo of light.
The manifestation of a mad demon.
A blazing black magic poured down from the Wei Yan Lake, forming the shapes of countless beasts.
'composure…….'
The sword stabs the beast. It stabs and stabs again.
However, the number of fist strikes pouring down was much greater than the speed at which Wei Yanhui swung his sword.
“Eww!”
The power of the Demon Face poured down like rain on Wei Yanhu's body as he swung his sword and screamed.
Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!
A huge explosion, as if the sky was falling down, swept away everything in the vicinity.
Rrrrrrr!
Surprised by the wave of power, even the advancing dark clouds began to pour down heavy rain.
The world was engulfed in darkness.