Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 233

# 233

Taejonbirok Volume 10 Episode 8

Chapter 59: Lazy, Active (3)

There are certain truths in the world that are unshakable.

For example, 'water flows from top to bottom' or 'the sun rises in the east and sets in the west'.

But now, here and now, one of those steadfast truths was being shattered.

'People can fly in the sky.'

Gong Mu-jin looked at the figure of Do Moon-wi, who had become a star in the sky, with a blank expression.

One more thing was breaking.

It is the law of the heavens that those who ascend must come down, but the Taoist monk had no intention of coming down.

'Oh, there it is.'

Something flashed in the sky, and a black dot appeared. The dot gradually grew larger and took on the shape of a human being.

"oh!"

The sagging gate falls precisely on the peak of the mountain on the other side.

Kuung!

A huge tremor is transmitted across the mountain.

'Could he be dead?'

'He must be dead?'

'He would have died.'

Everyone came together as one to mourn the death of the Taoist monk. If you have a conscience, you should not live there. That is truly an unconscionable act.

Cheongyeongja raised her hand and forcibly closed her open mouth.

His jaw closed with a creaking sound, and his teeth clacked together. But even though his jaw had returned to its original position, his flying eye did not return.

‘I clearly saw it with my own eyes… … .’

I don't understand what I see.

So, if I were to explain this situation in words, it would be that Wei Yanhui blew away Feng Yingquan’s Taoist master with one blow to the peak on the other side… … .

“Heh heh heh heh.”

A hollow laugh escaped Cheongyeongja's mouth. This was the first time I'd ever seen my head and eyes working separately. Even though I clearly saw it with my own eyes, I couldn't understand it at all.

“What kind of harmony is this?”

“What did I see?”

Fortunately, it seemed that Cheongyeongja wasn't the only one who was confused. The others who filled the upper seats were also expressing shock and fear in their own ways.

“Phew, is that right, Feng Yingquan?”

“It’s a problem even if it’s not Feng Yingquan. Are you saying that an ordinary person can blow him away? Isn’t it a problem that it’s not Feng Yingquan but Wei Yanhu?”

“Isn’t he the son of a nobleman?”

“That’s not what I meant! You annoying old man!”

“What? Isn’t that harsh?”

Cheongyeongja looked at them with a blank expression.

'Okay, let's fight.'

Normally, they would have said something like, “What a disgrace!” But now, they didn’t have the strength to do so. It was Wei Yanho’s one word that woke them up from their confusion and inability to sort out the situation.

“Do I have to keep standing?”

“…….”

After hearing Wi Yeon-ho's words, Cheong Yeong-ja turned her head to the referee.

“……Hey, close your mouth.”

At Cheong Yeong-ja's one word, the referee raised his hand and pushed in his own chin.

“Above, Wei Yanhu wins!”

Wi Yeon-ho nodded as if it was obvious and walked down the stairs. Gong Mu-jin shook his head as he watched him.

'That guy doesn't even have an answer.'

Perhaps from today onwards, the world will know that an unstoppable slacker has appeared in this world.

“Why is the reaction like this?”

Wi Yeon-ho asked Wi Jeong-han, who was looking at him with a blank expression, what did he do wrong?

“Oh, no.”

Wi Jeong-han opened his mouth in a trembling manner.

“You didn’t kill him, did you?”

“I will survive.”

“……If you fall like that, wouldn’t even a normal person like Geumgang Yeoksa die?”

“You saved me from dying.”

“Well, that’s fortunate.”

I don't know the principle, but if Wi Yeon-ho was saved from death, then he probably wouldn't have died. The Wi Yeon-ho that Wi Jeong-han knew was the kind of guy who would sneak away in an unfavorable situation, but he was a guy who wouldn't lie unless absolutely necessary.

“Still, you punk. Take it easy.”

“Yes? Why?”

Wi Jeong-han clicked his tongue.

“So many people are watching, where else would you show everything like that? Haven’t you heard the saying in martial arts that you should hide at least three-tenths of your skills?”

“Three hundred percent?”

Wi Yeon-ho said with a sullen face.

“If you had hidden it for three minutes, he would be dead.”

“…….”

“Should I have killed you?”

“Oh, no.”

That's not what I meant.

Son, and don't say that out loud. People will see you.

“That’s not what I meant. What I meant was, is it okay to show this much from the beginning? From now on, the other contestants will start to be wary of you first and foremost. Is that okay?”

Wi Yeon-ho snorted.

“What if they are on guard?”

“…….”

Yeah, that's true.

Well, this isn't a problem that can be solved by being on guard. What can you do by being on guard against a human who sends a sane person flying off the other side of the mountain peak?

'My kid, but really… … .'

No matter how much I thought about it, this guy definitely didn't know the word 'moderate'. To be honest, it was like enlisting in the army, learning all sorts of murder techniques, and then coming back and putting him with a snotty guy, and then having him kick his chin out as soon as they started.

Of course, Feng Yingquan Domunwi was not a person who deserved to be treated as a squeaky-duck. In fact, the difference between Wi Yeonho and Domunwi was greater than that between a murder weapon and a squeaky-duck.

“But isn’t there such a thing as a person being moderate?”

“Hey, that won’t do.”

"why?"

“The Master said that the dirtiest and most deadly thing in the world is someone who can easily win but fights roughly and pretends to win with difficulty.”

"……why?"

“Then you can have hope. If that kid finds out later that ‘that guy was just playing around with me’, how shocking would that be? My master said that if you don’t want to touch him, it’s okay, but if you’re going to get involved, it’s polite to do your best to destroy him.”

Wi Jeong-han became a mute who had eaten honey.

That's true. It's absolutely true.

But I couldn't understand why when he said those right words, it felt like he was selling drugs.

“Oh, I see.”

“Yes. It may be painful now, but it will eventually become your blood and flesh.”

I bet your bones are really sore? Not metaphorically, just literally.

“Well, wasn’t that a bit too much?”

“Hey, Dad too.”

Wi Yeon-ho waved his hand.

“But I can’t pretend to be a match for someone who is no match for me. It’s hard for me and it’s hard for him. In that case, it’s better to just openly criticize him.”

“You’re not doing this because you find it annoying?”

“…….”

That's right! This guy Shiki!

How long does it take to do that one shot? Why are you so annoyed that you just blow it all up in one go?

“Anyway, my work is done for today, so I’m going to go to bed.”

Wi Jeong-han nodded with tears in his eyes.

Whatever the reason, no one could deny that Wei Yanhui had done extremely well today. So for now, we had no choice but to leave him alone.

“Eat and rest.”

"yes."

Wi Yeon-ho walked briskly towards his quarters. Wi Jeong-han sighed softly as he watched the scene.

'They're throwing bombs.'

This wasn't just a bomb, it was a wall-crawler. Even though the last fight had already ended, there was no sign of another fight.

Wi Jeong-han quietly looked at the people who were chattering away. Usually, when someone is doing more than expected, the atmosphere is bound to get heated up, but since the activity was so far beyond common sense, people’s reactions were bound to be different.

Wi Jeong-han clicked his tongue as he saw the audience become quiet as if they had been doused with cold water.

'There's going to be chaos tomorrow.'

Once the current shock has subsided, the name Wei Yanhu will soon be spread by word of mouth throughout the Central Plains.

"……how?"

He looked at the stage with a face devoid of soul.

He is known as the greatest swordsman of the future and the greatest late-stage swordsman of the present, but right now he is looking at the stage with a blank expression that does not match his reputation at all.

'The Wind Power Fist in one blow?'

Even though he was the top scorer of Hwasan and a strong contender for the championship in this tournament, the unmanned Feng Yingquan was by no means an easy opponent for him.

Having experienced a lot of real-life situations that he had never experienced before and mastered the martial arts of each household, Feng Yingquan was more fearsome than was known. He was so fearsome that everyone was wary of him, even though he was not from a prestigious family.

But you break that wind power in just a few days?

You're not just breaking it, you're blowing people away?

“Hey, does this make any sense?”

I would have let my guard down.

I'm sure you let your guard down.

This result could not have come about without Feng Yingquan letting his guard down. Jang So-ha was certain. The problem is that the fact that Feng Yingquan let his guard down is not particularly comforting.

'If he lets his guard down, can I defeat him in one blow?'

It is absolutely impossible.

It doesn't matter whether he let his guard down or not. Even if he did let his guard down, Jang So-Ra wouldn't be able to break him so easily.

Besides, even if he wasn't careless but was sleeping while standing up, I had no confidence that a sane person could be blown all the way to the other mountain peak. I couldn't understand how they could have done something like that.

“Are you dreaming?”

“I don’t think so?”

Jang So-ha turned her head at the voice coming from behind her.

There was a familiar person sitting on a stump.

“Song Hyun?”

“It’s been a while.”

“……It’s been a while. But what does that mean? No?”

“This is not a dream. This is a harsh reality.”

Jang So-ha's face was slightly distorted.

“I don’t think we’re that friendly, but we’re close enough to know each other, so let me give you some advice.”

"advice?"

Song Hyun nodded.

“If you don’t want to see the rough situation, just abstain when you face Wi Yeon-ho.”

“Abstention! How can a man give up without even crossing swords?”

“Hey, are you finding your way?”

“…….”

“I have a wayfarer, so I don’t have the confidence to find my way here from the other mountain peak. If I don’t want to see that sight, I’d rather just give up and go to a comfortable bed and sleep.”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

“It’s a good thing to be full of passion.”

Song Hyun looked at Jang So Ha with pitiful eyes, contrary to what she said.

“But if that bravado makes you look like a complete idiot, then you’ll realize you should have listened to me.”

“……You speak as if you have experienced something. Do you know the author well?”

“I don’t know much, but I know one thing.”

“What is that?”

“What I’m saying is that from this moment on, our names will not be included in any debates about the future of Gangho.”

Jang So-ha's face was distorted miserably.

“Do you know what the problem is with the frog in the well?”

“……Are you trying to say that you were stuck in a well and couldn’t get out?”

"no."

Song Hyun said bluntly.

“The problem is that it’s a frog.”

"……uh?"

“A frog can’t beat a tiger. You and I are frogs, and Wei Yanhu is a tiger. So it would probably be better to think realistically.”

After saying those words, Song Hyeon got up from his seat and started walking away.

'I'm a frog?'

The face of the person watching the scene was distorted horribly.