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Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 19
Chapter 66: The Lazy Man, Begins (4)
The two people standing on the stage faced each other.
Although the two have little difference in status in the world of martial arts, those watching from the side think that the two are different in many ways.
If Wisanho was a handsome man with a thick body who showed off his manly charm, Baekgeomyeong was a man with a thin body. In some ways, it was to the point where you might feel like you were looking at a beautiful woman rather than a handsome man.
In contrast to Wisanho, who was wearing a black robe, Baekgeomyeong was wearing a bright white robe. They were two very similar yet different people.
“Can we begin?”
Cheonggeomja, who was watching the judgment at Baekgeomyeong's words, looked up. When Cheongyeongja gave permission, Cheonggeomja shouted.
“Let’s get started!”
As Cheonggeomja took a big step back, Baekgeomyeong looked back at Wisanho.
“Are you ready?”
Wisanho nodded and drew his sword.
Both men threw their scabbards to the back of the stage, acknowledging that the other man was no pushover, carrying a cumbersome scabbard.
“I wish I could have a little fun.”
“That’s impossible.”
The coral shook its head.
“The loser may gain many things, but he cannot gain joy.”
“Haha, that’s a famous quote.”
Baek Geum-yeong smiled.
“But unfortunately, I can’t lose.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Because there is no reason to lose.”
Baek Geum-yeong said confidently.
“You are strong. Perhaps your talent is greater than mine.”
Baek Geum-yeong acknowledged Wi San-ho.
“You know very well how vain it is to say that talent can be overcome by effort. In most cases, the gap is determined from the moment of birth. You are a chosen human being. You should know better.”
The coral did not respond.
It's not that he didn't try hard, but saying that he got to where he is through hard work only ends up insulting those who put in the same amount of effort.
You can get to a certain level in any field with effort, but to reach the top, you need to be innate.
“Until now, you may have thought that you had no shortcomings based on your overwhelming talent. But now it is time to know. What is it that you lack?”
Weichan slightly frowned.
Even if Baek Geom-yeong was stronger than him, the difference wouldn't be that great. However, Baek Geom-yeong was speaking to him in a tone that seemed to look down on him.
What makes you so confident?
“Your face looks like you don’t understand.”
"surely."
“I won’t hide it, so I’ll tell you. The reason why you can’t beat me is very simple.”
Baek Geum-yeong said with a smile.
“It’s because the level of ignorance they possess is different.”
Weichan's face was slightly distorted.
He could tolerate being ignored. But now Baekgeomyeong was saying that Guangdongwiga's martial arts were inferior to Baekgeomseong's martial arts.
This was an insult to the Guangdong Wei family.
“You talk so well.”
Baek Geom-yeong smiled brightly as Wi San-ho reacted strongly.
“Don’t you know best that what you said is not wrong?”
“I don’t know?”
Wisanho looked at Baekgeomyeong with sharp eyes.
“They say that when you reach a certain level, you can fight with a leaf as if you were holding a sword. But if two people who have reached the same level fight with one holding a sword and the other holding a leaf, who would win?”
“…….”
“If the weapons you hold are different, there is bound to be a difference.”
The coral's eyes grew cold.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m telling the truth. And I’m not insulting your family. I would have said the same thing if anyone were here.”
“Whoever is there?”
“Whoever holds the sword.”
Baekgeomyeong raised his sword and pointed it at Wisanho.
“If you weren’t a swordsman, you might have had a chance. But as a swordsman, you can’t win against me. Baekgeomseong’s martial arts are the best in the world when it comes to swordsmanship.”
The coral shook its head.
“There is no such thing as the best ignorant person in the world. There is only the best person in the world.”
“You just have to prove that it’s not true?”
“We’ll find out once the match is over.”
No further words were needed.
Any further conversation would only hurt each other's feelings. There is only one way for Muin to prove himself.
There was low tension between the two.
“It looks like you’re about to start.”
Chomp chomp chomp.
“I’m nervous too. Hehe.”
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Chomp chomp chomp.
“Whoever wins…….”
Chomp chomp chomp.
“Ah! Eat it while making some fucking noise, you fucking punk!”
Finally, Cheongyeongja, who had burst, picked up the teacup in front of her and threw it at Wei Yanhu. Wei Yanhu caught the flying teacup with one hand, drank the tea, and answered.
“I already had a sore throat. Thank you.”
“Eeeeeeeee!”
As Cheongyeongja began to tremble, the people around him rushed in and grabbed his body.
“Okay, calm down.”
“If you get involved, you’ll see a terrible sight. You know that, don’t you?”
“Euuuuu…….”
Cheongyeongja was upset, but she did not rush to Wiyeonho. She knew very well what kind of ending all the people who rushed to Wiyeonho met.
Even if the Dark King were like that, Do-wan, who had suddenly climbed up the volcano, was unable to even come out of the palace.
'How can you come out with those eyes?'
I don’t know what or how he got hit, but Do-wan’s eyes were literally gouged out. Since Mu-in recovers quickly, most bruises will disappear within a day, but Do-wan’s face showed no sign of recovery, and I don’t know what or how he got hit.
Cheongyeongja was speechless when she saw Dowan's face, and Dowan also didn't say anything.
There was no need to ask, “Why did this happen?” or “Who hit you?” Because in the entire Volcano, there was only one person who could blow the government’s face off against Do-wan’s face.
There were very few people with that level of martial arts prowess, and only one was that crazy.
It was only yesterday that he saw that Do-wan become like that, so how could he rush at Wi Yeon-ho?
'Ugh.'
As Cheongyeongja let out a deep sigh, the people around her slowly pulled her to her seat.
But Wei Yanhui was a man who never stopped.
“There is a limit to persecution. Are you persecuting me over food? It’s lethal.”
“Ugh.”
“Well, now that I think about it, I guess I was wrong. If we eat like this, we’ll run out of food again. I didn’t think about the volcano’s situation. I apologize.”
“Ugh.”
“……But I can’t not eat it. Can I buy some groceries on my way here and bring them over before I go? Then I think I can eat with peace of mind…….”
“Eat! Just eat! We’ll eat and live well without you having to worry about that! Just eat!”
"omg……."
Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth slightly with a look of hurt expression on his face.
“No, I was worried about you, so why are you angry? No matter how harsh the world is, you should know how to accept kindness as kindness. As the Master said…….”
“Eww!”
When Cheongyeongja had a seizure, the soldiers rushed in and held him down.
“Calm down, Jang Moon-in!”
“There are more than a few people who have been ruined by getting involved like that! If we can’t hold out here, the reputation of the volcano will fall to the ground.”
“Okay, take a deep breath. Inhale, exhale!”
“I’m not a mother, so what are you telling me to breathe in and out?”
Wi Yeon-ho shook his head at the sight.
'This is a mess.'
Thinking that these gentlemen were leading the world of martial arts, he was worried about the future of martial arts, which he thought had nothing to do with him. Wei Yanhu turned his attention away from them and looked down.
Before he knew it, Baekgeomyeong's sword was flying towards Wisanho.
visor!
The sharp sound of metal clashing with the swords rang out. Wisanho shuddered slightly at the heavy sensation in his hand.
'be heavy.'
Although the sword looked infinitely light, the internal energy contained within it was by no means insignificant. It was surprising that such a splendid sword technique could be created with a sword containing this much internal energy.
It was certainly a skill that he could be proud of for his own victory. Considering the hardships he must have gone through to build up his skills, it was even more strange that he lacked confidence.
'But it's not to the extent that it can't be dealt with.'
Wisanho had already experienced several real battles against those stronger than himself. There were times when he had to be prepared to die, and there were times when he had to fight with the determination to cut off one arm and die even if it meant dying himself.
Compared to that, this fight is too easy.
Baekgeomyeong's sword was strong and fast, but it was not so strong that it was clearly superior to his sword.
The outcome of the match depends on the luck and circumstances of the day.
It was literally a horn.
"hmm."
Baek Geum-yeong also looked slightly surprised.
“It certainly seems like the fame is not in vain.”
Weichan shook his head.
“Enough talking.”
“Hoo hoo hoo hoo.”
Baek Geom-yeong smiled after hearing Wi San-ho's provocation.
“I can’t win with words. But I don’t need to win with words.”
“…….”
Weichan unconsciously gripped his sword tightly.
'It has changed.'
I felt that Baekgeomyeong's momentum had completely changed.
It was a completely different kind of pressure than before. Baek Geum-yeong was showing off his skills as if everything up until now had been a joke.
“It is time to prove my point. You cannot win. I will make you realize that now.”
Woof.
As if responding to those words, Baek Geom-yeong let out a cry and aimed his sword at Wisanho.
'What the heck… … .'
Cold sweat began to run down Wisanho's forehead.
It was a simple stop. He simply placed both feet together and aimed his sword at the opponent's head. Although it was a posture he had seen a moment ago, the pressure that Wisanho felt was incomparably greater.
What on earth has changed that makes me feel so stressed?
“Not only you, but others will now know.”
Baek Geum-yeong said without letting go of his smile.
“The sword of all swords, the king of swords, has returned.”
“……King of Swords?”
“Once upon a time, the world called this sword that. It was said that all the swords in the world were contained within this sword. That is why it was called the Man-geom (萬劍). It was said to be a sword that contained the purification of all the swords in the world.”
The coral's eyes shook.
He could tell. It wasn't just a bluff.
Even though the simple ritual was performed, it felt like my entire body was being pierced by an awl.
It wasn't just sharp. Sometimes it felt like a gentle breeze was blowing, and at other times it felt like a pressure like a wave that would swallow the world was coming.
I couldn't understand how one sword could give me so many feelings.
“We had to forget this name for quite some time, because we lost our own sword. But now we have our original name back, so we can use it once again.”
Baek Geum-yeong declared confidently.
“You will have the honor of being the first to fall before the name of the Mangeom that has once again revealed itself to the world.”
It was the moment when Mangeom Baekga revealed its name to the world of martial arts once again.