Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 179

# 179

Taejonbirok Volume 8 Episode 4

Chapter 48: The Lazy Man Meets His Master (4)

There was a silver lining.

The excellent cadets of the Jamryongmu-gwan were not as weak as Unhyo thought.

On the first day, there were only five, but as five more people recovered from their injuries and joined the class, the total number of people attending class increased to ten.

It was very sad to see the number go from one hundred to ten, but it was very encouraging to see that the number of ten was double the number of five.

Why?

Paaaaak!

“Kkaaaaaaah!”

Because if a stone flies twice, it will only fly once.

Eonhyo's eyes began to shake.

The penguin that had been holding up well for so long just flew over the pavilion. Anyone who sees with their own eyes a person being hit by a rock and flying nearly fifty zhang away will seriously reflect on, 'What exactly is ignorance?'

'Why don't you die?'

If you hit the stone with all the energy it contains, it might be possible to send a person flying that far. Maybe even Unhyo would be able to do it.

The question is why doesn't the person who gets hit by it die?

If a person is going to fly that far, they should die if they get hit! That's not humane!

Why do you make people inhumane!

But the stone did not answer.

It just flew at a terrifying speed.

“Kuaaaah!”

Unhyo slammed both of his legs hard onto the floor.

Boom! Boom!

Both legs are digging into the floor. Up to the ankles, they are completely buried in the floor.

“Let’s give it a try!”

I'm sick of avoiding things now. The class wasn't really explained in the first place, and it wasn't like they told me to dodge every time something was thrown at me. So I guess I can just take it!

A fierce energy began to swirl around his two fists.

He is none other than Unhyo.

It was the words of Jinju Eon-ga, who were said to be the best in the world in terms of authority.

Gooooooo!

The young Qi in his superiority began to spin fiercely.

“May the Heavenly King reign!”

The extreme meaning of the Unga Kwon was launched through his hand. As he stretched out his superior forcefully, the energy contained in his fist flew towards the stone, revealing its great power.

'How is it!'

It's a blow without regrets.

It was a perfect strike that made one wonder when one would ever again be able to use the Heavenly King's Heavenly King with such perfection.

A blow of this magnitude would be enough for even that stone… … .

At that moment, Eonhyo's eyes opened wide as if they were going to tear apart.

“Ugh!”

Not only that, my throat was blocked. It seemed like the salt had gotten stuck in my throat.

The stone thrown by Wi Yeon-ho flew through the Heavenly King's power that he had unleashed with all his might.

No, even the word piercing was meaningless.

The moment his power touched the stone thrown by Wei Yanhu, it crumbled away like sand blown by the wind.

'You must have a conscience! A conscience!'

It's not a sword, nor is it a sword! Isn't it wrong for a stone to be thrown like that?

But there was no time to think calmly.

He must dodge before that bastard crushes his head, not because of his power. But tears began to flow from Eonhyo's eyes as he thought of one more thing.

'Why did you put your foot in it?'

Just blow away the power.

There is no time to pull out your feet.

“Eww!”

Wood crunch!

As I desperately arched my back, a strange sound came from somewhere in my spine.

I thought that I might end up like Sanggwan Hong, but it would be a thousand times better than dying.

The stone from Wei Yanhui's back passed right in front of his face.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

As soon as I realized that I was alive, cold sweat started to drip down from my entire body. It was as if I had taken a bath in sweat.

But the moment of relief was short-lived.

“Wow, you avoided that?”

A nasty voice is heard. But somehow, that nasty voice is troubling. It is not a moment to feel at ease.

“Hracha!”

Unhyo, who had raised his body again with only the strength of his ankles, grabbed his back. A pain as if his muscles were being torn surged through him.

“……You dodge better than I thought. I think you only got hit properly once last time?”

Yes, that's right.

Once you get hit by that, you won't want to get hit again even if you die.

I thought people just thought you could see stars in broad daylight, but who would have imagined that you could actually see stars right before your eyes?

My head was so swollen that it felt like I was carrying an extra head in front of me.

“Ugh.”

Eonhyo glared at Wiyeonho with burning eyes.

Anger is rising.

Even though he was training so diligently, that guy, Wei Yanhu, was still lying on the bed, rolling around and eating candy.

‘No matter how weak I am… … .’

For Eonhyo, who believed that there is etiquette in teaching as well as in learning, Wi Yeonho's attitude was very irritating.

But what can you do?

If you say, 'Don't teach in that posture, sit up straight and do it,' an unimaginable fastball that bounces all the way to your waist will fly at you.

“Open it, throw it comfortably.”

"yes?"

"……no."

Wei Yanhu swallowed the candy while chewing it, and then suddenly started coughing.

Then, Lee Seol-hwa, who was standing next to him, poured tea into a cup in lightning speed and offered it to Wi Yeon-ho. Wi Yeon-ho, who had just drank the cool tea, sighed as if he would finally live, and then raised his head to look at Eon-hyo.

“How far did we go?”

Didn't you say anything?

Eonhyo looked at Wiyeonho with blank eyes.

“Hmm.”

Wi Yeon-ho looked around Eon-hyo and the surrounding area with eyes that showed that he was not pleased with it.

“Ugh.”

“Ugh…….”

Everyone is sprawled on the floor or hanging on the eaves of that distant pavilion. Only Unhyo is standing on the smokescreen with his two legs.

“You’re a lot stronger than I thought.”

That's not for you to say.

“I don’t think it’s fair to make someone that strong train at the same intensity as everyone else. I think it would be better to increase the intensity a little. Don’t you think?”

“No?”

“Time is money, you know. It’s frustrating when you spend the same amount of time practicing but don’t see results.”

“No?”

“Then let’s go somewhere!”

Woodduck.

Wait a minute! I think the sound of genuine anger just came from my hand.

There's no need to say it out loud when you can just say it, right?

Unhyo pulled out his foot that had dug into the floor with a face that was pale. He didn't know what that crazy guy was going to do, but it was suicide to keep his leg planted in the floor.

“Master said so.”

"……yes?"

“That’s what training is!”

It seems like Wei Yanho is hearing this sound.

“You must feel like you almost died while practicing today to be considered true cultivation! Thinking that you can become strong through simple repetition or simple effort is nothing more than self-consolation. Only by practicing with the mindset that you can die while practicing today can you become truly strong.”

“……Excuse me, may I ask who that Master is?”

I really want to see who it is in person.

“Even if I tell you, you won’t know.”

That's too bad.

If he were alive, I would have gone there and protested… … .

What kind of mindset do you have to teach a child to come up with something like that?

'You've been holding onto the kid so tight, so don't hit him.'

It is an extreme cultivation method where only one out of a hundred people will survive. The problem is that the person who has overcome this cultivation method is right in front of him.

"so!"

Wi Yeon-ho put strength into the hand holding the stone.

“Avoid it well! Or block it!”

“…….”

Before I could even answer, Wei Yanhu threw his arm behind my shoulder and stretched out the stone.

“Eek!”

I took a stance in shock, but something unexpected happened.

"uh?"

The stone is slow.

The stone, which was thought to fly at the speed of light, was unexpectedly slow.

Slowness is a good thing, because it's easy to dodge. But the fact that the rock is flying slowly without falling at the speed it should be hitting the ground is not good news at all.

“……Huh? Did I throw it too hard?”

That's not good news either.

The moment Unhyo was about to say something, the floor started to shake. It wasn't just a feeling, but the floor really started to shake.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

The hard dirt covering the floor of the training ground began to split like sand and be sucked up towards the flying stones.

“……There are all sorts of things.”

Eonhyo clicked his tongue at the breathtaking sight.

The rocks and pebbles that had been sucked up began to swirl around the small stone. It was as if a huge horizontal whirlpool had formed. And within that whirlpool, a rock the size of a fist could be seen spinning violently.

Anyone who has studied the scriptures, or rather, anyone who has eyes, will know what a terrible force is contained in that stone.

Even if Unhyo was the head of the Jinju Eon family and not the head of the Jinju Eon family, it seemed like he would not be able to stop that stone safely.

“Blood, avoid…….”

'It's still slow, so I guess I can dodge it', he thought as he tried to move his body, but suddenly a flying rock came flying at him, speeding up as if it was exploding.

'mother!'

At that moment, when Eonhyo saw the lantern and was calling out to his mother in his heart, something strange happened.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!

It rotates.

The stone was spinning at a tremendous speed right in front of his face. However, it was not able to reach Eonhyo’s face. It was wildly swinging as if it was caught in a transparent net, but it did not cross a certain line.

'what?'

A new training method to overcome fear?

Behind Eonhyo, who was doubting the consideration of Wei Yanho that would never exist, low footsteps were heard.

Eonhyo noticed someone approaching from behind.

But I could never look back.

What strong-hearted person could take his eyes off a rock that was about to split his head open at any moment?

Swish.

A hand reached out from just behind his face.

A man's hand.

It felt a little long, but it was by no means thin. The thick joints, scars carved here and there, and the palm covered in calluses gave off a strong feeling that it was a man's hand.

Not a man in the sense of gender… …a man in the sense of a man, that kind of man.

Crunch!

The hand grabbed the stone right in front of his face.

The stone, filled with energy, flailed around like an animal caught in a net, but it could not escape the man's firm grip.

Passssss.

And then, as if the stone had never been shaken, it became quiet and crumbled like sand.

The man's hand, which had waved its hand in the air a couple of times to blow away the sand, tapped Eonhyo's shoulder.

As if I had held out well.

Unhyo, who felt strangely comforted, sat down right there.

"……uh?"

The surprised voice of Wei Yanhui is heard.

“Huh?”

As soon as the panicked voice of Wi Yeon-ho was heard, the owner of the hand that had patted Eon-hyo's shoulder began to walk forward.

A proud back.

The back of a man with muscles bulging out from under his pure white uniform caught Unhyo's eye.

'Who, who is it?'

The one who answered that question was none other than Wi Yeon-ho.

“Tongue, tongue?”

Eonhyo's mouth fell open.

"brother?"

If it's Wi Yeon-ho's older brother… … Wi San-ho?

A swordsman's coral?

And at that moment.

“Yeonho…….”

The coral opened its mouth softly.

Unhyo was momentarily overcome with anticipation.

What would be the first thing to come out of the meeting between these mismatched brothers?

And then I heard something that fulfilled that expectation in a strange way.

“Let’s just get it right first.”

huh?

what?