The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 216

Episode 216 The honor of a white-robed scholar is

Since the white-robed scholar stayed in his place, I did not have a pleasant farewell to my subordinates, priests, and brothers whom I had reunited with after a long time.

I reluctantly sent it back.

Some came to say goodbye but returned when they saw my gesture. I don’t know whether they know my heart or not.

On the other hand, the white-robed student watched me with a relaxed attitude.

White-robed students’ disciples were in a rigid posture as if they had to take a breath and breathe, so the white-clothed student’s composure stood out even more. In the end, I sent Cheonri Gaekjan and his party to the Sword Demon’s abode. This is because if we and the white-robed student party fought against each other, it would be no different from the second battle of Baek-eung.

When I approached the white-robed student who had been watching me, he smiled and welcomed me.

“Moonju, you are a very busy person.”

Only then did the student in white stand up, shaking his buttocks, and spoke to his disciples.

“I’m going to go for a walk with Moonju.”

“Yes, Master.”

I walked down the street at night, standing side by side with the white-robed student.

What does this man feel like?

There was no fighting spirit or anything like living.

This is a man who can approach a wild animal without showing any sign of intent and suddenly attach a leash to it. However, the beast caught in that way would have to run around to death like his disciples.

just as expected. This guy pointed to the front with his chin and spoke straight to me.

“Have you ever tried walking lightly?”

It was neither a threat nor an invitation. It was just something I said naturally, but it had so much meaning that I couldn’t help but follow it.

I sighed and then answered.

“Let’s go.”

It didn’t feel like a light attack competition, but rather a feeling of a trainee being tested by a light attack instructor.

As the white-robed student departed, I had no choice but to launch a light attack.

I don’t know where I’m going.

Even though the white-robed student had not even warmed up, he was moving as fast as a gale.

Am I already hooked on White Clothes? Or is this just a light-air battle?

If I thought of it as a pure competition, I couldn’t lose, so I caught up with the white robe student, recalling the light training I had learned from my previous life. However, the moment he caught up, the speed of the white-robed student became even faster.

In the end, I got to the point where I ran while checking my strength.

When I caught up with him three times, the running posture of the white-robed scholar changed, and he shifted to a posture where he slightly bent his upper body forward and leaned back, just like when we met at Kwaedang.

Of course, the speed got faster.

It was like that in my previous life, but this time too I couldn’t keep up with it.

What type of light attack is that?

I was confident that I was quite fast at light ball, but in the end, I was unable to catch up and the gap between me and the white-robed student widened little by little.

This is not a question of bore depth.

It is purely a matter of light attack and footwork. In other words, Baekui Seosaeng was a man who studied Gyeonggong in depth, recognizing it as a type of martial arts. Even in my previous life as a Gwangma, I was never able to catch up, so I’m still in a situation where there’s nothing I can do.

The white-robed student who had widened the gap came back and slowed down.

I took a deep breath while keeping the distance between me and the white student. Since I didn’t know when this guy would attack, I had to prepare my body and mind.

The white-robed student who returned spoke in a calm tone.

“Wenju, you haven’t done any training at all.”

“Can you achieve this speed without training? You’re as fast as flying on a turtle’s shell. “It’s a great light attack.”

The white-robed student smiled.

“When it comes to light attack, you are a beginner. “Let’s walk for a while.”

I walked with a student in white while looking around an unfamiliar neighborhood that I had never visited before. In this way, it would not be surprising if the sea appeared in front of our eyes, and we had come so far away in such a short period of time.

I said to the white student.

“If my light skills are that bad, tell me something and let’s have a fight.”

The white-robed student said in an absurd tone.

“I… … There is no such thing as a robber. Moonju. “Is there an example of someone asking you to teach them something they learned and learned with difficulty in such a shameless manner?”

“Hey, student. There aren’t many people in Gangho who will take everything you teach them. Is there anyone among your students who is faster than me? “The Butcher was a little faster, but not faster than me.”

“So, the Butcher died on you.”

“why? “Can you at least get revenge?”

The white-robed student burst out laughing and pointed at me with his finger.

“You sound distraught. Butchers were a type of human being that was difficult to save.”

Only then did I remember something from my past life. It was not an exaggeration at all for this guy to kill his disciples and throw their heads at the Murim Alliance. So, it is not an exaggeration to say that this guy treats people like ants.

The white robe student continued.

“But my skills were pretty good. “It would have been nice to watch the battle with the archdukes.”

“Did you try to draw a picture while watching it?”

“If you think it’s worth it, then. If it wasn’t worth it, I would just watch it and end it. Words are leaking elsewhere. Anyway, your light attack skills are poor. He has talent, but it’s clear he hasn’t even researched what light engineering is. Don’t overestimate your talents. Because progress is slow. All this time, you probably thought you were running well, right?”

“hmm.”

This is the level of mocking me.

I thought back to the white-robed student running. In my previous life, I had never watched this closely. Also, my thoughts on martial arts are a little different now compared to my previous life.

For a moment, I intently analyzed the white-clothed student’s light attack.

Leaning backwards with the upper body bent must have been a posture used to run quickly. Suddenly, the word “cheokjibeop (縮地法)” came to mind.

Isn’t the depth of meditation that Baekui Seosaeng talks about a matter of perception?

In fact, considering the strength I have, it is true that I should run faster than I am now.

Could it be that the posture in which I am running does not fully bring out the energy I possess in my dantian? Regardless of whether the white-clothed student next to me was talking or not, I, who was seriously thinking about Gyeonggong, looked at the white-clothed student.

“… … Seosaeng, let’s get together again. “Let’s go.”

The white-robed student answered with a somewhat surprised expression.

“Moonju, did you get something?”

“Shut up and leave.”

The white-robed student snorted and laughed and disappeared in an instant. I took a deep breath and followed the white-robed student.

I reflected on whether I had fallen into the error of running. Running with external energy and running with internal energy are completely different areas.

If you run using your inner strength… … .

It doesn’t matter if you abandon a certain stride length.

This is because a strong person with internal strength can travel a very long distance in a single leap.

In the first place, light work is the study of lightening the body.

If you break it down in detail, it is also called Gyeongsinbeop (輕身法), and it also includes Bobeop (步法). So, the theory I knew is that the overall light attack skill increases only when the pace is fast while the body is light.

However, when I actually ran next to the white-robed student, I realized that this guy was not walking fast.

On the contrary, the distance to advance in one step was extremely long, so he did not run with despair like I did.

So, the word “cheokjibeop” suddenly came to mind.

Instead, if I imitate the posture of a white-robed student, the power of the jump using internal energy far exceeds the weight of my body, so I rise high into the air. In other words, the speed decreases.

This is what I find strange.

Even though the white-robed student was not running lightly all the time, he was fast.

It seemed like he had learned how to lighten his body and then make it heavier in the trajectory of moving forward one step at a time. In summary, it is a type of martial arts that cannot simply be called Gyeonggong.

Wouldn’t it be more correct to call the white-robed student’s running not a light ball, but a constantly changing light and heavy force? I called out all the white-robed students who were ahead of me.

“Student, student, student in white!”

When I shouted, the white-robed student who had been ahead for a while came back and said,

“Moonju, it seemed like you figured something out, but didn’t the speed become slower?”

I answered in a sour tone.

“I just slowed down because I was hungry.”

“Are you saying I’m already hungry after eating so excitedly earlier?”

“Are you dissatisfied that I’m hungry again?”

I deliberately entered the downtown area and entered a shabby noodle restaurant. The white-robed student followed and asked.

“Did you find out anything?”

I said as I sat down at the table.

“I only run light air. “Seosaeng is running at an ever-changing pace, so there is no way for me to catch up right now.”

Only then did the white-clothed student’s expression brighten a little.

“Ah, I managed to figure it out that far. “By the way, is it a light or heavy air force?”

The white-robed student nodded.

“Well, I guess you could summarize it that way.”

After ordering two bowls of noodles, I glared at the white-robed student with a shocked expression.

‘Is this guy also treating me like an ant? ‘You damn bastard.’

After finishing my bowl of noodles, I was about to order another one because I wasn’t satisfied, but stopped. When I thought about it, if I had another light-air battle with the white-robed student, my stomach would roll and it would be uncomfortable to run.

“Oh, damn it, I can’t even eat noodles with peace of mind. I feel angry after eating just one bowl. “I have a temper tantrum.”

The owner of the noodle restaurant, who was quietly listening to my story, answered cautiously.

“Please eat more.”

“Oh, it’s okay.”

I deliberately pointed to the student in white clothes and then asked the owner of the noodle restaurant.

“What do you think of this person?”

The owner of the noodle restaurant looked at the white-robed student and said with a smile.

“He has a very good impression, is handsome, and seems like he has studied a lot.”

I nodded.

“You have great insight.”

I was worried that the white-coated student might harm the owner, so I glared at the white-coated student who was eating noodles. After drinking the soup, the white-robed student suddenly crossed his arms and spoke to the owner.

“Master, next time, add a little more salt. “It’s so plain.”

The owner bowed his head slightly.

“All right.”

After paying for the noodles, I sent the white-robed student out first. I looked at the owner for a moment and said goodbye.

“Later, if he comes to eat noodles alone, add a little more salt. “Because he is insane.”

The owner looked at me with surprised eyes.

“All right.”

The white-robed student sighed outside.

“I can hear everything, but do I really have to say that?”

I looked at the owner and nodded.

“Look at that temperamental hair. Did you know? Definitely a little more salt.”

“All right. thank you.”

“I liked it just fine. This is how you eat water noodles. “Master, eat well and leave.”

“Yes, then go take a look.”

As soon as I came outside, I applauded while checking the noodle restaurant sign.

“It’s a great noodle restaurant. Maybe it’s because I run too hard and it’s delicious. “I feel very relieved.”

The white student said with a smile.

“Munju, do you think I would kill people like this carelessly? “Let go of your unnecessary worries.”

I answered by walking slowly with my back to him.

“Sir, how can I know your heart? You can’t know the inside of a person. Do you know why you can’t know the inside of a person?”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

“The human mind changes, so it cannot be known. And I will cancel the term ‘Light-Chinese Communist Party.’”

“why?”

“He’s a light Duke who seems to be a part of a powerhouse, but the name of a martial artist is too frivolous. “It is right to give it a proper name.”

The white-robed student stopped walking and looked at me.

“For example.”

I turned my back and faced the white-robed student.

“That backwards posture is actually not suitable for running. Based on the posture alone, it looks like you are climbing a ladder rather than moving on the ground. There is actually no need to adopt that posture to move horizontally. Instead, if you get used to it, you will be able to climb cliffs in the same position. In other words, it is a posture that looks like climbing an imaginary staircase. “Let’s add the word ladder je (梯).”

The white-robed student asked with a serious expression.

“What next?”

“From a close perspective, it may look like climbing a ladder, but from a distance, your Divine Law looks like moving clouds. Of course, let’s add a cloud.”

“Jeunshinbeop(梯雲body法)? “Jeun Gong (梯雲功)?”

I thought carefully about Duke Gyeong’s name.

“Both of you feel a bit lacking. I am following the student and naming him Gyeonggong. The footsteps of Seosaeng are so fast that it is difficult for me to follow them. “Do you have any feelings about a name like this?”

The white robe student nodded as if it wasn’t difficult and came up with Gyeonggong’s name.

“I’ll call it Jeunjong (梯雲縱).”

The character ‘zhong’ (縱) has the original meaning of a footsteps or a stretching figure, and the ‘zhong’ (從) to follow in it could also imply that Hao Wen-ju is following. So, it was as if the white-robed scholar had immediately found a letter that perfectly summarized the current situation.

I nodded with a calm expression.

“It’s Jeunjong… … “I don’t think there is a better name.”

The white-robed student asked back with a surprised expression.

“Ah, did you understand everything I meant?”

“I kind of understood everything. Seosaeng’s Gyeonggong is a piece of power that is difficult to find an opponent. Congratulations on being named Jeunjong. Is there really a king in the world who is better than Jewoonjong? “It would be interesting to look for this.”

A student in white clothing recommended it to me.

“Why don’t you try making it?”

I shook my head.

“My skills are still not enough. Becoming strong and creating martial arts that never existed before are two completely different things. “I’ll think about it, but not now.”

For a while, I walked slowly with my back to the white student.

The student was probably lost in thought and didn’t tell me to run. I kept my mouth shut for a moment and left the white-robed student alone.

Even if I think… … .

Baekui Seosaeng’s Gyeonggong was so outstanding that there were few rivals in the world, but the fact that he didn’t even have a name gave me goosebumps.

So, to sum it up, it seems like this person didn’t even have anyone around him with whom he could interact with high-level martial arts.

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