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Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 10
Chapter 64: Kick the Lazy (5)
Mancheonhwawoo.
It was a stroke of luck to be able to see the Tang family’s famous festival, which I had only heard of by name, with my own eyes. Those with low levels of martial arts were captivated by the splendor of the Mancheonhwawoo, but those with high levels of skill were trembling at the cruelty hidden within that splendor.
The whole place is filled with dark energy. Dark energy swims in it, falling through time gaps, and its orbit is unpredictable.
How do we stop that?
'Was the Dark King like this?'
Even Cheongyeongja trembled when she saw Mancheonhwawoo.
What if you were down there?
Block, block, block again. Then, if you miss just once, you will be hurt. If you delay your reaction because of that hurt, the hurt will pile up. And eventually, you will collapse, unable to handle the dark energy pouring down like rain.
Cheongyeongja's gaze turned to Wiyeonho, who had confirmed that the Dark King's power was higher than he had thought.
Everyone knew.
This means that Wei Yanhu is strong.
But not everyone knew.
Although they can roughly guess how strong Wei Yanhu is in comparison, Wei Yanhu has never shown off his true martial arts skills in front of them.
All they saw was those who had been dealing with Wei Yanhu being blown away without even being able to do anything.
In front of their eyes, Wei Yanhui began to display his sword.
'It's dazzling.'
Among the falling flower petals that seemed to cover the sky, Wei Yanhu began to emit a radiance. The sword was surrounded by pure white light.
Then the light began to grow brighter and brighter.
Cheongyeongja stared blankly at the scene unfolding before her eyes.
'Is this really a fight between humans?'
Although it was clearly a battle between swords and weapons, what he saw was a sight he would rather believe to be an illusion.
Wei Yanhu's sword emits more and more light.
The light that was emanating from the sword seemed to cover the entire stage at one point, and soon filled the world.
Dazzling brilliance.
With him… … .
The rain of fluttering flower petals fell before the brilliance of the Wiyeonho Lake and disappeared without a trace, just as the dazzling sun of summer pushed away spring.
Tang Cheon-gun looked at Wi Yeon-ho with both hands hanging down.
“…….”
I have nothing to say.
The Mancheonhwawoo that he had shaken off with all his might had disappeared without leaving a single scratch on Wei Yanhu’s body. It wasn’t even bounced off, it was completely destroyed.
He opened his mouth in a dejected tone, his lips moving again and again.
“How is that possible?”
“What is it?”
“How…….”
Dangcheon-gun was unable to continue speaking.
What should I ask?
Should we ask, 'How did you manage to memorize all those things?'
Dangcheon-gun ended up laughing.
He already knew the answer.
Because it's strong.
Because it is so strong.
Where is there any further answer in this situation?
Dangcheon-gun turned his head slightly and looked around.
The audience was looking at him with astonishment. Not Wei Yanhui, but him.
'I guess so.'
The sight of someone who claims to be strong being pushed out by a new god is something that everyone in the martial arts world wants. However, when they actually see that happening right before their eyes, they feel a sense of discomfort.
Now they are watching the star of the world called Dark King fall into the hands of the divine being called Wi Yeon-ho.
“……You’re strong.”
“Well, it’s normal.”
Wi Yeon-ho was still shaking with his legs crossed.
The thought of why it had to be that kind of guy crossed Dangcheon-gun's mind for a moment, but he also began to understand it.
'That must be why.'
If he had grown up in a normal, standard way, he wouldn't have been able to surpass the strength that everyone expected. He must have gone beyond the standard because he was that kind of person.
Now, everything he has built up will be inherited by Wei Yanhu. Wei Yanhu's fame will grow as much as his reputation has grown, and all the achievements he has made will be used to describe Wei Yanhu as 'that Tangcheongun'.
“They say I’m a wave that pushes back and forth, but I never thought I’d become a wave that pushes back.”
“That’s just how life is.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
Dangcheon-gun said in despair.
“It seems that he thought that even though that is the way the world works, he would be the only one who could escape it.”
“Well, it’s a joke to say that your life is over just because you lost once.”
“Do you think so?”
Wi Yeon-ho nodded.
“My master said, ‘You don’t lose everything with one defeat. If you lose anything, it’s the confidence that you won’t lose.’”
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“Oh, I see.”
“Of course, the gentleman who said this added, ‘I don’t know because I’ve never lost before.’”
“……I, I see.”
Dangcheon-gun smiled softly.
It felt like something that had been holding him back was slowly disappearing. The pressure to make his family strong, the burden of not being able to lose. All of those things that he had to bear as a strong man were letting go.
At the end of defeat, Tang Cheon-gun felt freedom for the first time in decades and quietly looked at Wi Yeon-ho.
'Not bad.'
Although it was heartbreaking to lose to a young kid, I somehow felt like I could readily accept the fact that that kid was Wi Yeon-ho.
Now, the world of Kangho will change drastically depending on the movements of that young boy. If it was to signal the beginning, it wouldn't be so bad.
“Can I say something to my junior?”
“Yes, please do.”
Dangcheon-gun cleared his throat and opened his mouth.
“You are strong.”
“Yes, I know.”
“……That’s also unusually strong.”
“Yes, I know that too.”
“…….”
Those who tried to talk to Wi Yeon-ho as if he were an ordinary person were all left speechless. There was nothing particularly wrong with Dang Cheon-gun.
Dangcheon-gun, who was at a loss for words for a moment, opened his mouth again with difficulty.
“With the strong comes great responsibility. From now on, the world of martial arts will demand much from you.”
“It’s up to me whether I do it or not.”
"and……."
Dangcheon-gun, who had been feeling somewhat lucky, began to say what he really wanted to say.
“It’s good to be strong, but martial arts isn’t all about strength. There are many ways to deal with someone stronger than you. Please take that into account and don’t fall without reason.”
"yes?"
Dangcheon-gun smiled kindly.
“What could be more heartbreaking than if the man who defeated this Tang Dynasty were to be defeated by incompetent men? Keep that in mind.”
“Hmm, I see what you mean.”
Cheongyeongja smiled at the sight.
It was amazing that Kang-ho's senior could give such words of encouragement to his junior even though he lost to him.
'The dark king is the dark king.'
The title of king is not given to just anyone. And the performance of the Dark King today showed that he deserves to be called king, even though he was defeated.
How difficult it is for the back of a defeated person to be beautiful.
'It's fortunate that it was sutured like this.'
From Cheongyeongja's point of view, it was the best outcome.
Wei Yanho won in a situation where he was already at odds with Tang Cheon-gun. If Wei Yanho started to act out of spite based on his ill feelings toward Tang Ga, the situation would have gotten out of control. Fortunately, Wei Yanho was also obediently listening to Tang Cheon-gun.
If this is the case, it will be difficult for Wi Yeon-ho to bring up his grudge with Dangga again. Wi Yeon-ho gained fame and honor, while Dangcheon-gun gained profit.
'You're old.'
I don't know if Dangcheon-gun was aiming for that point, but the result was that he was able to save the reputation of the family that was about to fall into the abyss from the swamp.
“That’s fortunate.”
"yes?"
Gong Mu-jin, who was blocking the secret next to him, tilted his head.
“I think this will somewhat resolve the resentment between the Guangdong Wei family and the Sichuan Tang family.”
“Long story?”
When Gong Mu-jin looked at her as if asking what she was talking about, Cheong Yeong-ja frowned slightly.
“Why is that? Isn’t it already resolved?”
“……Long story.”
The official let out a low sigh.
The moment Cheongyeongja was about to ask with questioning eyes, Wiyeonho opened his mouth.
“Are you done?”
Cheongyeongja's gaze turned to Wiyeonho.
“What do you mean?”
In response to Dangcheon-gun's words, Wi Yeon-ho took a step forward and spoke.
“Have you said everything you wanted to say?”
“……I guess so.”
“Now that you’re done talking, can I go about my business?”
“What’s the matter?”
And that was the moment.
Wi Yeon-ho, who rushed in like a ray of light, struck Dang Cheon-gun in the face with his sword.
Kkwadduk!
It was an incomprehensible sound and an incomprehensible situation.
The people in the crowd froze for a moment, like frogs that had encountered a snake. When they encountered a situation that was beyond the range of what their minds could tolerate, their hair began to turn white in an instant.
What's happening now?
“This old man!”
Choaaaah!
When Wei Yanhu's sword struck Tang Cheon-gun's head, a sound similar to a whip being used to strike someone's back was heard.
“Uh uh uh…….”
The mouths of those watching slowly began to open.
"where!"
bang!
As the sword handle slammed into his head, Tang Cheon-gun fell to the ground foaming at the mouth. Wi Yeon-ho roared as he watched Tang Cheon-gun fall to the ground.
“Sell the medicine!”
Wi Yeon-ho raised his leg in a flash.
Cheongyeongja reached out her hand without realizing it.
'S, no way… … .'
If you think it's impossible, isn't it the case that Wi Yeon-ho will definitely do it? Wi Yeon-ho began to trample on Dangcheon-gun without mercy with the leg he raised.
“No! How can you act like a gentleman after poisoning me from behind and throwing secret weapons at me? You attacked me and then got beaten because you didn’t have the skills. What do you mean you defeated me?”
'That, that's enough.'
Cheongyeongja had to feel her soul leaving her as she watched Dangcheon-gun begin to step on the stage.
No, that's the dark king.
That guy shouldn't be getting beaten up like that.
“Just write a poem and fall asleep! Hey, you old man! You have to earn your keep! Earn your keep!”
“What are you doing! You idiot! Stop my son!”
Only then did Wi Jeong-han realize what had happened and jump up onto the stage in shock. Gong Mu-jin, who was unable to come out on his own, also jumped up onto the stage after Wi Jeong-han.
“Yeonho! Calm down!”
Wi Jeong-han rushed to Wi Yeon-ho, grabbed him, and began to drag him out.
“No! That guy!”
“Okay, okay, I understand, so calm down.”
“Just let me go! That guy poisoned me, poison! Oh, my goodness. And look at him pretending to be nice. What kind of crazy guy is that?”
“Hey, speak up! Huh? Yeonho, speak up!”
“Is that old man losing his mind? Is his brain poisoned? Wow, this is the first time I’ve ever seen something so absurd! Hey, old man! If I ever see you again, I’ll pull out all your beards!”
The audience all bowed their heads as they heard Wei Yanho's shouts that shook the stage.
And Cheongyeongja wiped away the clear moisture that kept rising in her eyes with her sleeve.
'This tournament is a bust.'
That too was a complete, utter failure.
The day slowly passed by, with Wei Yanho's screams, Cheong Yeongja's tears, and the audience's sighs in harmony.