Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 684

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Taejonbirok Volume 28, Episode 9

Chapter 149: Laziness, Confronted (4)

I had a feeling.

The familiarity Cheonma spoke of. That was an undeniable fact.

'So what's the big deal!'

Baek Muhan?

Cheonma?

Wei Yanho's hand holding the sword trembled.

I want to scream no.

But even if that were true, it wouldn't make a difference. Didn't Master say that?

“I am not him.”

Even if the author were truly Baek Mu-han, there's no reason for Wi Yeon-ho to be agitated. Even if the author were Baek Mu-han, he wouldn't be his teacher.

He was merely a being who shared the same life as his teacher. He had no relation to Wei Yanho.

So, there's no need to be agitated or worried. Just think of them as enemies and take them down.

but.

but…….

The sight of Cheonma raising one hand entered Wei Yanho's sight.

The appearance of the master overlaps with the appearance of the Cheonma wearing the body of the coral reef.

It's funny.

If I had to pick the two people in the world who have most influenced him, it would inevitably be Wei San-ho and Baek Mu-han. They were so significant to Wei Yan-ho that it's hard to choose which one holds the greater impact.

So it's funny.

Isn't Baek Mu-han, who is now wearing Weisanho's body, trying to kill him?

Even if fate is twisted as it pleases, this is too cruel.

Ugh.

Wei Yanho's teeth clenched together as if they were about to break.

― Thinking too much is not a good thing.

i know.

― Don't hesitate when facing an enemy. Regrets? Worries? You can have those things even after the outcome.

I know.

― The moment you determine that someone is your enemy, you must not hold them in your hands. Even if they are your relatives.

“I know!”

Wi Yeon-ho shouted at the top of his lungs.

I know! I know!

Because I've heard it countless times! Because I've heard it hundreds of times!

This is something my master, who speaks only the truth, has emphasized hundreds of times. Of course it's right! Of course it's the truth!

But what can I do!

The coral is coming for his neck.

Baek Mu-han is trying to kill him.

Composure? Calmness?

Damn, there's no way you can keep that up.

Wi Yeon-ho put strength into his legs.

What was keeping him going now was closer to pride and tantrums.

The will to remain unshaken.

The conviction that if you step back from here, there is no future.

The weight that was pressing down on his mind was a more certain and clear threat than the magic that was pressing down on his entire body.

"eww……."

Magic comes rushing in like a cloud.

Strong.

There's no denying it. That magic is so powerful it could blow up an entire volcano. I've only ever witnessed such strength in someone's ignorance once.

Sword Emperor Baek Muhan.

His teacher, the great warrior who perfected him. Nothing but the sword he wielded could have brought such profound despair to Wei Yanhu.

It's definitely different.

If the Sword of Baekmuhan felt like a lofty peak stretching above the clouds, making it impossible for anyone to even think of climbing it, the magic that was now surging was like a rough wave that nothing in the world could stop.

That temperament, that form.

It's definitely different.

But Wei Yanho couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship between the two men, who were so different from each other.

Even if you try to deny it, you can't deny it.

Just as a stream flowing down a mountain and a vast ocean are different in every way, yet both exist within the vast flow of water, I could clearly feel that although they are two completely different martial arts, they came from the same root.

“Ugh!”

Wei Yanho's sword emits light.

Baekmuhan's black sword is an invincible sword.

An invincible sword that nothing in the world can stop.

Wei Yanhu admired Baek Muhan's sword. He hoped to one day reach the same splendid realm his sword had once displayed.

but…….

As he watched the dark magic rushing in, Wei Yanhu was swept up in a whirlpool of indescribable emotions.

A sword that was more brilliant than anything else.

An invincible sword that cannot be compared to anything else.

That was Baekmuhan's sword.

But this magic is different.

It clearly had the characteristics and momentum of Baek Mu-han's martial arts, but it was different from the martial arts he knew.

That fact… … .

That fact was making Wei Yanho unbearable.

"eww!"

A dazzling light emanates from Wei Yanhu's sword.

Wi Yeon-ho felt boundless confidence every time light emitted from his sword.

The Master's sword, not a perfect master's sword, but a sword that follows in the master's footsteps.

He will not lose as long as he uses this sword.

Even if there were beings that could not be defeated right now, I thought that if Wei Yanhu could complete the sword, no one in the world would be able to stop Wei Yanhu's sword.

– My sword is invincible.

Yeah, invincible.

The Master's sword is invincible.

But now, Wei Yanhu couldn't help but think of one thing.

Is the master's sword invincible?

Or is it a teacher?

If Wei Yanhu, who has perfected his master's sword, were to face his master who does not use a sword, who would win?

An uncontrollable laugh breaks out.

There's no need to think about it. The result is too obvious. Wei Yanhu can't defeat Baek Muhan.

There is no such thing as invincible martial arts.

What exists is an invincible human, an invincible warrior.

Yes, it's just Baek Muhan.

Even if Wei Yanhu perfected the light sword, he would not be able to defeat Baek Muhan, who wielded a tree branch.

then…….

'Why am I swinging my sword?'

A dazzling light emanates.

Everything has changed.

The moment you acknowledge that the being before you is not Cheonma but Baek Muhan, resistance loses all meaning.

'What does it mean?'

Can't stop it.

Can't win.

The author's claim that the entire world would unite to attack Cheonma only makes sense when he's Cheonma. If the enemy we face isn't Cheonma but Baek Muhan, then there's no hope left.

Because no one knows Baek Mu-han better than Wi Yeon-ho.

His ignorance transcends even numbers.

So what's the point of all this? Why risk your life to block his path?

Is it necessary to fight back until your blood bursts out against the magic that is rushing in like despair?

'Master.'

– I have to run away.

'I don't know.'

― To show arrogance against an enemy you can't defeat is the most foolish thing in the world. Even animals know how to run away from someone stronger than themselves. But humans are even more foolish than animals. Clumsy arrogance and pride are meaningless in the face of the absolute imperative of survival. If you suspect an opponent is strong, run away. Then plan for the future. Ultimately, the one who survives is the one who is strong.

I don't know, Master.

Even if you run away, I don't think there's a way.

That guy says he's my master. What's the point of running away from my master?

Wi Yeon-ho gritted his teeth.

This isn't some kind of unmanned pride. To begin with, such a thing doesn't exist in Wei Yanhu. What's holding Wei Yanhu's leg now is something quite different.

Even though the magic was overflowing, Wei Yanhu closed his eyes.

My heart sinks.

He maintains his composure in any situation. This wasn't the result of Wei Yanhu's own temperament. It was the result of Baek Muhan's constant training.

Ironically, Baek Muhan's teachings gave him the strength to deal with Baek Muhan.

Wi Yeon-ho opened his eyes again.

He stared at the flying magic with cold, settled eyes, his hesitation and agitation gone.

Woof woof woof!

His sword flaps like a living carp.

Unable to overcome the excessive force, it was twisting and turning and jumping wildly.

"If you simply wanted to reproduce my sword, I would have taught you the Light Sword Twelve Styles. But I didn't teach you the Light Sword Twelve Styles. That's because I didn't want you to inherit my martial arts."

That… is too harsh, Master.

"You must surpass me. You must surpass my sword. You must surpass me as a human being. And finally, you must surpass everything I have accomplished."

The teacher's smile flashes before my eyes.

The smile of the teacher who said those words was so wonderful.

But at this moment, those words were nothing more than a curse to Wei Yanhu.

Jump over it.

That?

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.

Woof woof woof!

The sword that was jumping lands in Wei Yanhu's hand.

Everything is contained here.

What he learned from his teacher.

What he realized while wandering the world of martial arts.

All the things that I have honestly and honestly taken one step at a time… … .

It's weak and inadequate, but for this moment, this is all Wei Yanhu has. Wei Yanhu took a step forward.

The black waves are coming.

He does not back down even in the face of that thick, dark darkness that seems to threaten to destroy and collapse everything in the world.

Are you not afraid?

you're welcome.

It still feels like it's going to break.

Even now, I'm so scared that my soul feels like it's being torn apart. If no one was around, I might have burst into tears.

So what does that mean?

Perhaps the path of a hero lies in facing the world's trials without fear. But Wei Yanhu is no hero. He's simply someone struggling to resolve the challenges assigned to him.

and…….

―He who has no fear has no courage.

The master said.

Be wary of those who advance without fear. That's not courage. Courage is the power to overcome fear. Those who never feel fear will never have the chance to overcome it. Be afraid. Acknowledge your opponent and acknowledge their power. You must face reality squarely and fear everything in the world. And when you acknowledge that fear and don't retreat, you will know what courage is.

My heart sinks.

Feeling fear, feeling despair and trembling… … .

Everyone is a fool.

'and…….'

Wei Yanhu's sword emitted a dazzling light that threatened to engulf the world. The light was so strong that it didn't illuminate the world, but obliterated it. Even the mountains, the sky… vanished in the sword's dazzling light.

And even Wei Yanhu was erased by the light he himself emitted.

Unwavering will.

A sinking heart.

And… …the will to protect.

It's all contained in the sword.

'My sword.'

Completion is a difficult task.

A sword is something that must be sharpened endlessly.

Even Baek Muhan couldn't dare utter the word "perfection." The sword's journey is a never-ending march, one step at a time, until the day it dies.

But Wei Yanho was able to speak confidently.

This is where Wei Yanhu has now reached.

The sword that holds everything in it flies towards the incoming magic.

Jang and sword.

Black and white.

Yin and yang.

Baek Mu-han and Wi Yeon-ho.

The two forces fly towards each other and become entangled.

and…….

With a huge explosion that seemed to resonate throughout the world, the two men's powers clashed head-on.

White light and black waves swirled and swirled, soaring into the sky, like giant white and black dragons entangled and fighting.

The end of the world is here.