I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 272

Episode 272: The Preliminary Round of the Martial Arts Tournament (2)

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At that time, the preliminaries for the martial arts competition were being held.

Ma Cheon-so had been in a very unpleasant mood since morning.

"Private tutor, how have you been?"

"It's been a day since we broke up. And I told you not to come back again."

"How could a shaman not invite an adult to his side and greet him? I didn't learn that from a shaman. Instead, please visit a shaman sometime."

"go away."

The best sword of the shamans, Hyeonyang.

"Shooter! Aren't you going to roast a rabbit? You know the leg is mine, right? Eat the balls."

"You eat it all."

"Is that okay?"

Open fire hose spring opening.

Since I am not the mother dog and the two of them are stuck together and won't leave each other, I couldn't even visit Bulmungak, which I had originally planned to visit.

Aren't the two of them still standing in the yard with their eyes wide open, panting? It makes me so angry.

"Stop bothering me and get out."

When he spat out a rebuke, Hyeon-yang and Chun-gae looked at each other and growled.

"Firefighter, did you hear that? It seems that the maid is uncomfortable, so please leave now."

"Hyunyang-ah. Are your ears blocked because you only swing your sword day and night? Can't you tell just by looking at it? I'm talking to you."

"Hyunyang-ah…? Firefighter. Don't talk carelessly. I'm telling you to show the minimum level of courtesy."

"Huh? Look at this guy. He's risen in status so fast that he's forgotten all about the old days. Who was that guy who cried and begged me for a chicken leg?"

"gibberish!"

"Mom! Don't you really remember? When you and I were nine years old, we ran away from Mt. Mudang until the soles of our feet were all peeled off because it was hard, and we cried and cried because we were hungry."

"W, that's nonsense. Ha… haha! Private. You don't believe Lee Ja's lies, do you?"

I heard that you are the first disciple in history to escape from Mt. Wudang. So.

"Shut up and get out, both of you."

Bang! Ma Cheon-so closed the sliding door and entered the room.

I never thought I would get this much pain, but my head hurts.

'Hyeonyang is old-fashioned, so I think we should just tell him off… … The problem is that guy Chun-gae.'

I clearly told him to come find me after the martial arts competition, but he doesn't leave day or night as if he's watching me.

Even last night I spent the night in the yard.

I even tried to yell at him.

'Wasn't there a garden for opening in Myeonggak?'

'It exists.'

'Don't you understand? Why aren't you here yet?'

'Once a beggar lies down, that's his home, isn't it?'

I tried to comfort her.

‘… … Aren’t you going to wash? You look dirty.’

'It hasn't been that long.'

'The smell is… … how much is it?'

'Five hundred and twenty-seven days.'

'You crazy kid.'

He sat on the desk, pressing his temples with his index fingers.

'Let's think about that kid later.'

Ma Cheon-so cleared the thoughts from his mind and became absorbed in thought.

By now, the news of Gongdong and Hyeongsan must have reached the ears of Jegalmun and his men.

'Now that Jongnam Samsung is gone, there's no way I can just sit back and watch. I'm someone who can't stand being curious.'

However, the Murim Alliance was caught up in the excitement of the festival.

Wow! Even though it's quite far away, the cheers from where the preliminary rounds are being held can be heard from here.

This means that.

'I'm trying to keep rumors out.'

It may seem impossible that no news reached the Murim Alliance, where at least ten thousand people were staying.

No, that would be impossible.

Just one person. Excluding him.

The world's greatest brain, Zhuge Liang.

If he was the one who moved the rock, it would have been entirely possible.

Only he can inspect the incoming and outgoing messengers.

'In the end, did you choose to increase your strength? Since you were hit in two places at the same time, you wouldn't be able to judge your enemy. If you hide it well until the end of the martial arts competition, it would be easy to take advantage of the angry Myeongsuks. But Jegalmun and the others.'

Shhhh. An ominous aura spread out from Ma Cheon-so’s body.

'I knew you were a piece of trash all along, but I couldn't hide it.'

One of the old file groups was hit, and the main faction, Hyeongsan, also collapsed.

It is no different from a cruel tiger roaming around and attacking a village called Jungwon.

However, when the author, the acting leader of the group, found out about this, instead of going hunting, he kept his mouth shut.

'Why don't you keep hiding? In the meantime, the Central Plains will be torn apart and left in ruins. Will there be anyone who will follow you then?'

Ma Cheon-so smiled bitterly.

What he wanted was not simply the death of Zhuge Liang.

The fall of a hero.

It had to be revealed that he, who was admired by everyone and established as the root of the political party, was actually a scapegoat and a greedy, blinded devil.

I had to let them know that he was a ruthless piece of trash.

Only then can the pain of the two sides be resolved.

It has to be like that again… … .

“It seems like you have a lot on your mind, so I guess I’ll just go back now…….”

I raised my head at the noise I heard. I could clearly hear the whispering conversation outside the door.

Hyunyang and Chun-gae. That was them.

"Where are you going? Don't you know just by looking at me? I'm thinking about what to eat. That's secretly difficult, isn't it?"

"That doesn't make any sense…."

"Mom, are you serious?"

Knock, knock! The sliding door flew open.

"Get out of the way."

Hyun-yang lowered his head at Ma Cheon-so's cold tone.

'You're angry. It was not polite to step in without permission. I can't leave you alone, Chun-gae… '

I could see the look of self-reproach at a glance. Since he has this much conviction even after reaching the rank of the best shaman, it must be because shamans are called the two great mountains of the world.

and.

"Sassuk, have you decided what to eat? Can I have some too? Just one bite."

A spring dog is just a dog.

Ma Cheon-so shook his head and headed outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Do I have to say that?"

"No, today is the preliminary round. If you don't have anything to do, it would be nice if we could just go watch it together."

The martial arts competition. It's not that I don't care. There will definitely be guys there.

But today there was a place I really wanted to stop by… … .

"The preliminaries are a bit like that, right? Okay. Okay, so stop looking at me like that…."

"egg plant."

Ma Cheon-so nodded as if to tell me to take the lead. I thought I could just check briefly and then get out.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go, what. Hehe. Since the greatest ambassador of the world is going to see this, you guys need to be a little nervous. How is it? Will our greatest swordsman, Mudangjeilgeom, also go see it?"

"The priest of Bindo is coming, so I would like to go too, but……"

"Oh, Mongso?"

"Don't call me that, you know."

"Yeah, Mongso. Hyunmongso. I have to go see Mongso."

Chun-gae ran ahead, his voice cracking.

'Tsk tsk, you're still so childish. Well… … I have to introduce Mongso to Sa-suk too… … .'

Hyunyang nodded and started walking together.

* * *

Near the Murim Alliance's Myeonggak

Too big to be a cat, but too small to be a full-grown woman.

A cute, made-up woman was loitering around the monument.

"Sniff, sniff. It smells. It definitely smells."

This woman sniffles and mutters something unintelligible to herself.

Hyang-myo was a member of Masadangpae and entered the Murim Alliance following Dan Ye-hwa.

As expected from someone known for being unrivaled in tracking, she had already sniffed it out.

The awful smell of the cult leader Ma Cheon-so.

"This is definitely it. Why do I smell like a guest? Ugh… It's hard. Incense burners are hard."

Hyang-myo sat down, stroking my head with her cat's paw.

I couldn't understand it at all. Clearly, his scent had disappeared as if it had been washed away five years ago.

I didn't say anything because I thought of Dan Ye-hwa, who I had come to look for, but I definitely thought she was dead.

But at some point, I could feel a faint scent, and the moment I entered the Murim Alliance, it became strong.

And it stopped at the inscription.

"You're really alive? You're in the Murim Alliance?"

It was confusing. I had sneaked into the famous pavilion dangerously, but my head was all messed up and frozen.

"But it's strange… I can smell him too. And it's close. A lot."

It was a brief encounter, but I really liked that man.

The scent of Murong Hui was also everywhere.

Hyangmyo slowly walked towards the northwest corner of the wall.

I raised my head and saw that the wall must have been at least ten jang high. I slowly raised my hand and placed it against the wall.

"Hmm, hmm. Excuse me? Is anyone there? This is Hyangmyo."

Knock knock. After hitting the wall, he carefully brought his ear close.

Of course there would be no reaction.

"Hyangmyo's nose is dead. What should I do?"

The moment I was about to cry and collapse again.

There was a rustling noise behind me.

no way…….

"What the hell is this while on patrol? I should have just gone ahead and checked."

"I'll be back soon after I finish my fight."

"Come and shake it off quickly."

What the heck? They are warriors patrolling the Murim Alliance.

"Eek!"

Hyangmyo took a deep breath at the sound of approaching footsteps and looked around. However, it was a secluded place, so there was nowhere to run.

Wherever you go, traces will be left behind… … .

'What should I do?'

He raised his head in desperation and jumped.

Tong, tong, tong. I alternately stepped on the two walls at the corner and reached a high position in one breath, holding on to the two walls in the shape of the letter “大” to hold on.

I glanced down and saw that Musa had already unbuttoned his lower garment.

The problem is.

'Oh, it's slippery!'

I was holding on with all my might, as if the wall had been greased, but it began to fall down without mercy.

"Ah, how refreshing! This is a great spot!"

What is a good spot? Why did you have to fight in a corner? If this continues, we'll both end up in an awkward situation.

'Ah, no… …! I hate incense!'

Even if I don't like it, there's nothing I can do. I fell helplessly to the law of nature that pulls me to the ground.

That moment when I tightly closed my eyes and gave up everything.

"Kaaaak!"

Hyangmyo was snatched by someone and flew over the fence with a scream.

In the hands of a man with dark skin and black lipstick.

"What? A crow?"

Fortunately, Musa finished his business. He feels refreshed.

* * *

The second round of the preliminaries for the martial arts competition seemed to have significantly fewer participants compared to the first round, which was very crowded.

Of course, even though there were more than two hundred people, the interior was so spacious that it reached four floors, so it seemed small.

"We will start the second test in half an hour, so you can rest until then."

From this tier of ships, which surrounded the edge like a large-scale guest house, the manager looked down on everyone and spoke, then disappeared.

The later indices took their places and rested without saying a word.

Since the arrival times were different but the break times were the same, in some ways it was an advantageous condition for those who arrived first.

However, despite this unreasonable situation, the room was quiet, unlike the first time.

This was because each of them had their own pride as they confidently opened the door and entered.

"Aside from me, there are four people who have completely opened the Banbanmun?"

A man with a handsome appearance wearing fancy jewelry including earrings asked in an arrogant tone in a corner.

One of the candidates for the championship in this martial arts competition is the disciple Seo Ho-pil, the leader of the Gongdongpa faction.

"Yes, Death Penalty. You may not have seen it because you came late, but the Shaolin Shrine Fist was opened first."

"You cocky little brat. You think you've achieved something by learning a trick from Shin Seung-han, even though your pay is low."

As soon as Seo Ho-pil heard about Mu-o, he openly expressed his dissatisfaction.

I have never seen the Shaolin Temple in person because it is located deep in the mountains, but I have heard stories about it countless times.

He is said to be the best of the late period scholars of his time, or the future greatest scholar in the world.

To him, it was all just a feast of nonsense.

why?

'You little bastards, you have no eyes. I'm the best of my time.'

The pinnacle of boundless confidence. That's Seo Ho-pil.

Anyway, that doesn't mean I don't acknowledge Muo.

Seo Ho-pil thought that among the great martial artists of his time, as well as in this martial arts competition, there were only two who could even rub their toes against him.

Of course, one is Muo. The rest are.

"The second is the Musimsu Hyeonmongso. That stupid bastard, I guess."

That's correct.