It was a too cowardly tactic for Tang Nan-ah to think about.

If you wanted to win your step-sister’s heart, you had to confidently fawn over her, build a friendship with her with charm, and bake her with gifts of rare wealth.

You cowardly attack something like martial arts.

This was even more so because Tang Nan-er had already witnessed Qing’s awesome power in wielding people as weapons.

joy. If you have power, I have poison.

Wouldn’t it be okay to make your sister fall in love with you right away?

Regardless of whether or not Tang Nan-er had planned such a terrible plan, Cheong was having fun training for the first time in a long time.

To be precise, Peng Cho-ryu was an experienced warrior belonging to the previous generation.

The base of the later index and the gap between generations are ambiguous.

This was originally a phenomenon that occurred due to the distribution of prestigious names.

After a late Jisoo suited up and established himself in his own sect, from then on, he handed over the position of a later Jisoo to a later generation. This was because, roughly speaking, once peers of the same age did so, they also started doing the same thing in the Sega.

So, the oldest member of the current latter-day index is Changbin Dojang (expert in women’s hearts, no dating experience, single, 30 years old), and Pang Cho-ryeo, who will soon turn 37, is a senior member of the flag who hung out with the charlatans of the previous distribution.

In addition to the skill of a senior rider, his level was higher as he entered the peak, and he was at the top with pure skills, so almost every moment was an extension of the new martial arts path.

The Qing Dao Dao depicted a full moon.

Peng Cho-ryeo placed the same-looking sword at an angle and supported the drawing with one hand. A terrifying sound of scraping the iron plate was heard, and the two swords clashed together, sparks flying.

The tip of Cheong’s long sword hit the ground.

Peng Chu-ryeo’s long sword suddenly changed direction and struck straight, causing Cheong to fall to his knees, stuck to the ground, and flow over his head.

And now!

Cheong twisted the handle of the long sword with all his might and attempted a terrifying slash with the blade upward.

However, the attempt was worthless as Peng Cho-ryeo’s weapon was kicked by Peng Cho-ryeo, and his back was twisted.

“Gap!”

Peng Chu-ryeo’s fist extended towards Qing’s clearly exposed side.

It was a fist capable of breaking rocks.

Just before the collision, the fist stabbed the side with an extended index finger.

Cheong jumped up and let out a faint laugh.

“This guy. “I get tickled in an unusual way.”

“Huh, what should I do when it tickles?”

“I was surprised. “I haven’t looked at her that much, but she surprisingly has a feminine side to her.”

“… … ?”

Cheong tilted his head.

Of course, she was shocked when she was told that she was ladylike, but when she was told outright that she wasn’t, she felt strange.

Rather, isn’t my evaluation strangely poor?

Why on earth?

If you feel like you’ve become a little closer, is everyone like this?

Is there something wrong with my attitude?

Cheong looked at himself seriously.

The conclusion came quickly.

Am I always truthful and sincere?

I guess that’s what the friend culture in Joongwon is all about.

When I think about it, when we became friends here or there, we would criticize each other and laugh haha.

“Just cutting straight up is not a good technique. Basically, all weapons have strengths and weaknesses, so martial arts focuses on taking advantage of the development. “The great way can only be powerful when it flows from top to bottom in obedience to reason.”

“So, wouldn’t it be an unexpected move…?” … ”

“well. Since Cheong-ah is good at baktu, it would have been better to place a sword or grab the soil and sprinkle it. He forced himself to turn the direction of the blade, and his arm was already twisted, so the direction was straight and the force was less. One kick from him opened his body and he died once. “Isn’t that right?”

Unlike the Mo clan of the Nangong family, Peng Choryeo did not pursue only one great path.

Rather, according to Peng Cho-ryeo, the great sword is a weapon that does not fit the times.

First of all, aside from the inconvenience of carrying it, since it was a large weapon, it had to be handled with both hands, so it was at a disadvantage compared to other single weapons that had to be handcrafted or used with the spare hand.

Its only advantage lies in its long range and powerful destructive power, but as the level of martial arts increases and this is supplemented through energy, the advantage of the great sword is gradually dying out.

When asked why he bothered to do so, Peng Chu-ryeo’s answer was simple.

‘Because this is the foundation of the family. If you can change it to suit your convenience, it is not considered fundamental.’

For that matter, Panga didn’t use a long sword.

“Often, the way is called Sunmyeong and the sword is called Yeokcheon. This is because the techniques of the two weapons lie in different places. The main road is from top to bottom. It flows like water without hitting the ground and rises up into the clouds again. “It’s not all about wielding and wielding power.”

“Oh.”

I thought I’d heard it somewhere before, but there was a phrase that suddenly came to mind.

Cheong raised the long sword again.

“Try again.”

“good. “Come.”

Cheong flew in the weightless flight of Wolnyeosanbo and the main sword fell forward.

The long sword, which had been falling with a thick stroke, suddenly shook, collided with Peng Chu-ryeo’s and bounced upwards.

At that time, the sunset-colored pottery suddenly rose up, drawing the shape of falling leaves, and the sound of metal striking four times in one collision was loud.

Peng Churyeo jumped up and retreated.

“oh. What was it? What is the method just now?”

“uh. “It’s the Wolnyeo Swordsmanship.”

Among the latter three, there was a sword type that did not work well with a sword, so I tried applying it with a sword.

“hmm. It’s called Wolnyeogeombeop. It’s a very old sword technique. Originally, at that time, the sword and the sword were not clearly differentiated, so they were just called swords.”

Then suddenly a girl appeared in the reflection.

She was a girl wearing blue clothes dyed with indigo, her hair was scattered, but she had the lines of a woman.

So, what the girl was holding while dancing was not a sword, but just a tree branch.

The girl looked at Cheong, smiled softly, and then several people danced together.

A total of eight swords were fluttering in succession, and the joyful dance moves were filled with clear laughter.

What the girl was holding was a soft and lush branch that was constantly bending and shaking, and at the same time, it was a beautiful wooden sword that stretched straight out, and at the same time, it was the large trunk of a huge tree with many twigs.

Although they are all tree branches, they have different shapes, sizes, and weights.

Straight and short, curved and long, solid, elastic and shaky. whacker. Something with twigs. Something that is dry and dangerous and something that only has a sharp end… …

Then, suddenly, she realizes that the surroundings are dark and the girl is transparent, forming a constellation of stars.

The dazzlingly bright starlight.

It’s still too far away.

However, if you stretch out your hand, you can take it at any time.

Suddenly, a translucent square screen appeared before my eyes. The words glowing in ominous colors were flashing, and Cheong was about to stretch out his finger and touch it.

Someone poked my side.

When Cheong turned his head, the girl in blue looked at Cheong and shook her head.

“hmm?”

“Why?”

“what.”

Cheong looked around.

It’s the same as Dangga’s training hall, so what is it? In vain?

Cheong looked down at the sword in his hand.

Then, he looked at the sword carefully, held it in his hand, swung it around, and snapped his fingers here and there on the sword, pounding it and listening to the sound.

Only then did Cheong understand the great way.

As I understood length, weight, center, and inclination through intuition that could not be quantified, my heart pounded with the desire to draw the countless lines, dots, and shapes that could be extended.

“Try again. “I saw something.”

And the sparring that followed was as intense as ever.

This was because, unlike so far, which was a one-sided leadership sparring, the Qing fought back with equal skill.

Peng Churyeo summarized the state of the Qing Dynasty.

“congratulations. “You have reached the beginning of the unification of believers.”

“Unification of believers?”

“I don’t know why I can’t teach well even before that realization. “Only when a person goes beyond the level of knowing the body, knowing the weapon, and treating the weapon as a part of the body can one learn to put the center of the mind into the weapon.”

“Oh, I know that! Master said the same thing. That’s it, Shingeomhapil!”

Cheong said with an expression of complete ignorance.

Thanks to this, Peng Choryeo burst out laughing.

Seomun Surin had already shown something about Shingeomhapil.

A person is holding a sword, but no one is visible.

Of course, it wasn’t really invisible.

Could it be said that the master is hiding behind that thin sword, or that the presence of the sword itself is so strong that one cannot pay attention to the master holding it?

It was a strange scene that made me drowsy and distorted my senses just by looking at it.

“I’m not sure, but maybe I’ll find out if I try more?”

“Oh my, this guy. “I didn’t look at it that way, but it turned out to be a heavenly warrior, didn’t I?”

“What on earth are you looking at?” … .”

It was time for Peng Choryeo to burst into laughter.

“sister! What is the preface? Hey, look at your sweat. “Aren’t you hot?”

Tang Nan-ah walked into the training hall with a friendly voice.

He was carrying a large tray.

“Training is good, but at least have something cold. “I prepared some snacks.”

“oh. Something cool. Snacks there.”

Cheong was happy and sat down on the floor.

If Seo Mun-su-rin had seen it, she would have immediately launched an onslaught, but the person by her side was Peng Cho-ryeo.

Peng Choryeo also sat down next to him in a friendly manner, so there was no one to point out this miserable scene.

“Now, this is your sister’s. “This is a preface.”

Peng Choryeo placed the small portions on the tray in front of her one by one.

Unlike Paeng Cho-ryeo’s plate, which was neatly arranged at first glance, there was a pile of things roughly piled up in front of Cheong-i.

“No, there is no discrimination when it comes to food.”

“Do you have more?”

“I recognize that discrimination is correct.”

Cheong immediately changed his words.

Decoration was not important.

What was important was taste and quantity.

Cheong immediately lifted up a large bowl.

The finely crushed ice shook, making a pleasant clanking sound.

Cheong was about to open his mouth, but when he heard the sound of gulp, he lowered the bowl.

Tang Nan-ah was looking at Cheong intently.

“What, are you thirsty?”

“No no no, what are you talking about? now. Drink it all the way. It’s made with citron and lime juice, right? Sweet, sour, cool and delicious. “Because I didn’t include anything else.”

“oh. “Yuzu honey tea.”

Cheong smiled happily and took a sip of citron honey tea.

Since my whole body was already wet and sweaty, it felt like my body was being sucked in by the very small amount.

“Okay. good night.”

Cheong put down half of the remaining iced tea and immediately reached for the snack.

At that time, Dannanah asked as if she was expecting something.

“how is it?”

“huh? Is it delicious? “Refreshing.”

“and? “Can’t you feel something?”

Cheong tilted his head.

What, did you hear some secret ingredient?

Cheong put down the snack for a moment and took a big sip of the iced tea, rolling it with ice.

Sweet, sour, and somehow spicy.

“gulp. I get it. It’s thin, right? “My tongue is pretty accurate, even if it’s not as accurate as Mr. Intestinal’s, isn’t it?”

“uh?”

“Oh, no. Is it cinnamon? “Do you think the aftertaste is a bit spicy?”

“uh?”

Tang Nan’er looked at Cheong in confusion.

Then, in surprise, he saw Peng Chu-ryeo.

“ah. Thank you, Nanaya. “It tastes good.”

Peng Choryeo raised the bowl and responded with a smile.

Tang Nan-ah chuckled.

“Hehe, what? … … uh?”

Then, when he looked at Cheong again, his expression was full of suspicion.

It looked like there was a bruise somewhere, no, it looked like someone living in a private residence.

It seemed plausible when I was practicing Oriental medicine, but why do I keep feeling like I’m on a pedestal?

First of all, basic intelligence must be different, right?

“What are you?”

“huh? what?”

“weird? “Give it to me.”

Tangnan took Cheong’s iced tea and gulped it down.

And after a while.

Suddenly, with a painful groan, he clutched his stomach and sneezed.

“You tricked me, Etch. Hehe, ah, etch! Ugh. Ah, I’m hungry, etch!”

“What, are you okay?”

“My stomach hurts, ah, etch! Etch! Etch!”

This time it was three consecutive sneezes.

As you probably know, continuous sneezing is quite painful.

Sure enough, my eyes were filled with tears and snot was dripping from my nose.

It was impossible to avoid the ugliness of Sacheon Jeilmi High School, with a distorted expression and tears and snot running down the face.

It is an unavoidable human limitation.

“Na, bae, ah, ugh, ah, ecchi!”

Tang Nan-ah stands up, clutching her stomach, and although she is in a hurry, she goes somewhere awkwardly and awkwardly.

“Did he eat something wrong?”

Cheong muttered and took a sip of his iced tea.

This went really well.

I have to ask for another ride.

In the already dark atmosphere, only the sound of sneezing continued to slowly recede.