Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 234

# 234

Taejonbirok Volume 10 Episode 9

Chapter 59: The Lazy Run Wild (4)

The night of the main event of the Non-Mu tournament was bound to be lively.

For the uninhabited, the martial arts competition was like a festival. Even the pure-hearted Hwasan understood this fact and went so far as to lavish alcohol and meat on them, something they would never imagine doing on a regular basis.

Moreover, Cheongyeongja, who had decided to promote the volcano through this opportunity, relaxed the regulations to the point of being excessive. The disciples of the main temple were prohibited from drinking alcohol, but visitors were allowed to drink alcohol even late at night.

But even those who would normally cheer the volcano's movements were extremely quiet today.

“Ugh.”

Cheongyeongja was lost in thought as she looked at the quiet volcano.

If things were as they were, there would be a lot of noise everywhere. People who should have been predicting the winner based on the match that took place today and talking about which faction would benefit from it, but instead, they were all quietly drinking, which was frustrating.

'It's not that I don't understand, though.'

In fact, Cheongyeongja had already cancelled the drinking party she had planned that evening, using the excuse that she was busy. She didn't think she would be able to drink alcohol in her current mood.

'They say a single loach muddies the water… … .'

Even a loach can muddy the water, but since it was not a loach, but a snake that had the will to muddy the water, no matter what he did, he could not stop it.

The atmosphere of the martial arts competition, which had been heated up until recently, cooled down with the appearance of Wi Yeon-ho.

'Can Soha handle him?'

Cheongyeongja ended up laughing hysterically.

“Wei Yanhu is taller than me.”

When Gong Mu-jin said that, you had to listen carefully. When Gong Mu-jin, who doesn't lie, emphasized it like that.

It was hard to believe. To be precise, it was something he didn't want to believe. If Wi Yeon-ho, who was from the Jeongmu Alliance, had that much power, his eyes were clouded by the thought that he would not be able to escape the Jeongmu Alliance's influence in the future.

When we faced reality, new problems arose.

“Okay.”

Cheongyeongja grabbed her head.

“No way.”

I understood it in my head, but my heart didn't understand it. How could I accept that that human scumbag was so strong that it surpassed common sense?

“Let’s wait a little longer, a little longer.”

Anyway, tomorrow we will see another rain event. It is not too late to make a judgment after seeing that rain event!

Cheongyeongja thought about this and headed to her quarters to force herself to sleep. She would have to catch a breath to be able to judge Wiyeonho with a clear mind.

“AAAAAHHHH!”

There are so many stars in the world, is there really a need to add one more?

Cheongyeongja let out a hollow laugh as she watched Wiyeonho turn his opponent into a star in the sky.

'No matter how much you do, you're going too far.'

This time, Wei Yanhu's opponent was coincidentally Zhao Ronghua of Qingcheng, a member of the old faction.

Cheongyang Sword Master Jo Yeong-hwa, who was considered a promising player who would lead Cheongseong's future by mastering the Cheongyang Sword to its extreme, once again proved Wei Yan-ho's absurdity by creating stars in the sky with his body.

“What the hell is this?”

The audience was equally dumbfounded.

I was expecting a match with swords flying and sword energy, but I started to panic when, as soon as it started, another person was blown away.

“Wasn’t that a coincidence yesterday?”

“How could you blow up a drone by accident? It’s not something you can do just by sitting still.”

“……Isn’t that because it’s so absurd?”

“It’s so absurd, it’s so absurd.”

Those who had been expecting a fierce duel between the later indexes were taken aback by the completely unexpected situation. It was like going to a dogfighting arena, but the cage opened and a lion came crawling out.

furthermore…….

“Can I come down?”

“That, that’s right.”

Wi Yeon-ho began to stumble down the stage again.

“Ugh.”

Everyone who saw the sight from up close had their faces distorted.

Of course, the emergence of a strong late-game index is something to be welcomed. Maybe everyone expected this. It’s not bad to have a competition where young people and those who have trained and trained again compete to see who is stronger, but people always want the emergence of an absolute powerhouse.

The problem is that so-called absolute powerhouse… … .

“Haaaaaah.”

As I watched Wei Yanho yawn with his mouth wide open, I felt a fire burning inside me.

'What the heck is that!'

His hair was greasy and tangled, as if he hadn’t washed it in days, his eyes were gray as if he hadn’t washed his face properly, and his shoulders were slumped… … He didn’t look like someone coming down from a military service, but like a servant going to a side office.

'Show some motivation!'

'That's not polite to the loser.'

“Haaaaaah.”

Some people covered their faces as they watched Wei Yanho yawning repeatedly.

'How am I supposed to explain this to people?'

People hope for the emergence of an absolute power.

But the problem is that the absolute powerhouse wants to appear in a convincing manner. If the person who just blew up Jo Hwa-young was a cool young man wearing a pure white uniform and a cool hero's hat, this place would be heated up like never before.

But the absolute power they saw was… … .

“Can I go to sleep?”

“…….”

As soon as he returned to the audience, he was talking to his father about sleeping.

Those who heard those words up close closed their eyes and mouths.

“……Go, go.”

Even though his son had returned in a way that was unprecedented in the history of martial arts, Wi Jeong-han did not seem happy at all. And everyone watching the scene understood Wi Jeong-han’s feelings.

A deep sense of emptiness filled the eyes of those who were watching Wei Yeon-ho walk towards the room at the speed of a crawling snail.

“The atmosphere is strange.”

Weichan had a look on his face as if he couldn't understand.

"what?"

Jang-il asked indifferently.

“Yeonho showed me something like that, but why is everyone reacting so ambiguously? Don’t people usually cheer when they see something like that?”

“……Look here, Coral.”

"hmm?"

“Don’t talk about your brother in front of other people.”

"why?"

“If you don’t want to lose the good reputation you’ve managed to maintain.”

Wi San-ho tilted his head as if to ask what Jang Il meant.

“Tsk tsk.”

Jang Il couldn't help but click his tongue.

'How can it be so unsellable?'

In Weishanho's eyes, Wei Yanho was truly admirable. Weishanho, who was extremely cold to everyone else, could not understand why he was so blinded by Wei Yanho and held him to such strange standards.

“Well, you don’t have to worry too much.”

“Why?”

“Everyone is shocked now.”

"impact?"

Jang-il nodded.

'Because I was like that too.'

The shock that Jang Il felt when he first saw Wei Yanhu and saw its martial arts would not be much different from the shock that those who are seeing Wei Yanhu here now are feeling.

'People need to have some common sense.'

Who would be surprised if a cat showed its claws? But who wouldn't be surprised if a longsword suddenly appeared from a cat's paw?

'Now that I think about it, this guy is a bit strange.'

Even though Wei Yanhu showed unimaginable inaction, Wei Sanhu was never surprised. Even his father, Wei Jeonghan, could not accept the drastic change in his son and became violent, but Wei Sanhu accepted Wei Yanhu’s change as if it were natural for a chick to turn into a chicken.

“Aren’t you surprised?”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s Wei Yan Ho’s horse.”

Weichan shook his head as if he didn't understand.

'That's true, man.'

“If I listen to what you and your father say, Yeonho was just a useless lazy bum before he left home, but he came back five years later as a master who brought about change in the world.”

“It wasn’t useless anywhere.”

Jang Il clicked his tongue at Wi San-ho's firm words.

'It's beyond help.'

“Anyway, isn’t that surprising?”

“Surprised?”

The upper respiratory tract laughed.

“Are you trying to say that Yeonho was able to build up his current status because he met Giyeon?”

“Isn’t it?”

“No.”

There was a certain confidence in Weichan's voice.

“Even if he had learned the martial arts of the household appliances, Yeonho would have become a master. Even if he had learned the Samjae sword that was spread out on the street, Yeonho would have become a master of the highest level.”

“What’s important is not ignorance, but people?”

"yes."

Weishanho nodded quietly. The trust in Wei Yanho in his eyes was unwavering.

“Didn’t I tell you all the time? He’s a genius when it comes to martial arts. If a guy like that has devoted five years to martial arts, it’s only natural that he’d have that level of skill.”

“……First of all, I understand your opinion.”

I don't agree with that, though.

Jang Il ended up shaking his head.

'Even so, it's understandable to be a little jealous.'

Wasn't it Wei San-ho, who was known as the best reviewer in the world? Wei San-ho, who was like that, was in danger of losing his position to Wei Yan-ho overnight, but he didn't seem to regret it at all.

No matter how deep the love between brothers is… … .

'It seems like we won't be able to stop the Guangdong movement for a while.'

It seems like the only way to stop this monstrous household is for there to be discord between the brothers, but neither Wi Yeon-ho nor Wi San-ho seem to have any complaints about each other.

Although Wei San-ho treats Wei Yan-ho strictly, he is also extremely kind, and Wei Yan-ho is always full of complaints, but when Wei San-ho tells him to do something, he refuses to do it.

“Guangdongwei! Weishanho!”

Wisanho turned around at the sound of a voice coming from the stage.

“Is it my turn?”

“Hey, coral.”

"hmm?"

“Take it easy… You have to think about people too.”

“A person who is unmanned must do his best, whether in combat or not.”

“That’s true, but…….”

“It is rude to say something like that when you don’t even know the other person’s skills.”

Jang-il whetted his appetite.

'A guy who doesn't have even a speck of flexibility.'

This guy is dangerous in a different way than Wei Yanhu.

As Jang Il was looking at the coral reef rising above the stage, Wi Jeong-han, who was staring at him with a solemn face, came into his sight.

'Hey, your mouth is going to burst.'

When Wi Yeon-ho climbed up onto the stage, he had a worried expression written all over his face, but when he looked at Wi San-ho, he looked full even though he hadn't eaten.

Even if Jang Il were the father, he would have felt similarly.

'The eldest son is very dependable and the second son is a troublemaker but is definitely capable… '

Jang Il smiled faintly.

'I need to talk to Wang Geoji and revise my evaluation of Guangdongwei.'

It is not a power to conquer a region, but a power that can seize the hegemony of the world. Given Wi Jeong-han's nature, he will not seek hegemony, but we should not ignore the possibility that he will.

“That would be the story of when Wei Yanhu moves.”

Jang-il turned around, giggling.