I heard that Namgung Shinjae is definitely helpful in swordsmanship training because it relies on strength, so I tried organizing my martial arts skills and found that most of the ones I learned from the beginning were strong attacks.

The Wolnyeo Sword felt like the sum of all my tricks, so even if I skipped over it, the rest was like that.

Most magicians have no choice but to be strong.

A white-armed sword based on the wild nature of biting beasts, a small magic attack that tears and strikes the enemy, and a black killing magic field that breaks apart.

Tathagata Shinjang was also a strong fighter.

Buddhist martial arts are originally based on straight lines and destruction. This may be because of the immortality system that subdues people by crushing their bones and muscles without killing them.

Although Cheong thinks it would be more merciful to just kill him cleanly.

So, as I relax my body and arms, I can’t quite grasp what the softness that flows, digs, and shakes is.

Since there was a suitable martial art, Cheong opened the martial arts window and poured a lot of training points into the martial arts spirit.

Then, as he usually did when learning a new martial art, he rolled his eyes and started squirming, but finally came to his senses and rubbed the area around his eyes.

Aside from that, the applications of Muyeongsinsu that invaded my mind were quite interesting.

This was truly the skill of a thief… …

The use of martial arts itself was exactly like that, and stealth, using tricks without the opponent noticing, took center stage.

A method of secretly cutting off bags, clothes, knots, etc. by attaching a sharp object, such as an artificial nail, to the index finger.

Putting your hand through the hole and pulling out or inserting the item was the exact method used by the thief.

Why does a technique for unlocking locks exist in the world?

It made me think that the kid who created martial arts in the first place had created it for an impure purpose.

Of course, it is explained in great detail how one can do bad things with this application and Muyeongsinsu’s Chosik, but Chosik itself was faithful to Geumnasu’s ability to hold, break, and twist.

So, Cheong unfolded the martial arts spirit with his sword.

“hmm? Geomwoo?”

“Haha! How do you feel?”

The two wooden swords clashed together, making a cute sound.

Next, Cheong’s wooden sword flowed down along Namgung Shinjae’s wooden sword.

Namgung Shinjae turned his sword and guided it outward, and Cheong responded by pushing and pulling the two wooden swords together, not knowing that they would fall.

“Oh my god, Geomwoo! “They say it’s a remarkable achievement, and I never thought I’d wake up like this in just one day!”

“I’m kind of amazing. “Can you praise me more?”

Namgung Shinjae turned his wrist to return Cheong’s wooden sword to the outer blade, and then suddenly stabbed him in a straight line.

Cheong aligned his feet in a straight line, stepped aside, held out a wooden sword held straight like a drinking glass, and stabbed outward.

Connecting, riding, pushing, flowing.

It was rare for the two wooden swords to collide, and even when they did, there was only a cute tapping sound that rang out.

At about fifty, Namgung Shinjae raised his palm and slowly took a step back.

“Whew. As expected, Yugeom is a bit tired. But how did it become so soft that it became vulnerable to attack? “He only focuses on self-defense and is good at pushing and sticking, so he is a horse that has no chance of winning.”

“Well, yesterday I was wondering what the softness was, so I tried to spread some of the gold noodle with a sword. But um. Geumnasu is not a stabbing and cutting technique.”

This was because Geumnasu was originally a method of grabbing, tying, breaking, and pushing people down with their hands.

In the first place, it is not a martial art performed with a sword.

So, I could unfold it as if I had attached an extra joint and push or pull the wooden sword without damaging it, but that was it.

The best he can do is to go all the way through the blade and hit the finger he is holding, but Namgung Shinjae is so skilled that he never gives up the angle.

“hmm. Then wouldn’t it be okay to apply some of the techniques we just used to the sword techniques we originally used?”

“I tried it once to see if it would work or not. hmm. “Now I’m going to practice on that side.”

It was an attempt to put it together on my own since it was spread with a sword rather than with my hands.

Now that we had confirmed that it worked well, it was time to apply it to swordsmanship as well.

But, wow!

“evil!”

“this! Are you okay!?”

“This is it. “I’m so strong that I barely feel anything like this.”

Cheong said, massaging his shoulders.

However, contrary to what was said, it was the first time in a long time that a proper blow was allowed.

If it had been Jingeom, it was a very painful defeat that would have cost him an arm.

It was because of Cheong’s suddenly clumsy swordsmanship.

You can try something you don’t know at all.

However, it was not easy to break the herbivorous habit that was imprinted on my head and body.

Rather, Cheong’s will intervened and it became an ambiguous scribble, meaning that the moment Cheong moved his sword of his own will, his entire body was a loophole.

“hmm. That’s strange. Geomwoo. Don’t you suddenly not know what to do? “You’re acting like someone who’s experiencing combat for the first time.”

“hmm. “What does that mean?”

“I should say that it feels like a person who has completed the perfect form of chosik by swinging alone without sparring or fighting is seeing it in action for the first time.”

The Chosik used by the Qing took the form of martial arts when it was completed in its most perfect form.

It was not the image of Qing, but the image taken by the head of martial arts, which was simply stored in the head and then used.

However, since he was able to break it down into very detailed fragments and write it, he had a level of skill similar to that of a master, which is evaluated as the deconstruction of herbivory.

However, instead of using it out loud, I tried to modify it and use it, and the limits of the martial arts that I had pseudo-learned were immediately exposed.

“hmm. Geomwoo. “Actually, I can memorize everything, even the basics, but I can’t apply it at all.”

“You mean you memorized swordsmanship and used it? It’s bizarre, but… “Of course, when you say it that way, I can kind of understand it.”

When Namgung Shinjae was dealing with Cheong, it always felt like three different swordsmen appeared alternately.

When unfolding the Wolnyeo Sword, there was a child-like innocence, and when unfolding the Shinnyeo Sword, there was the confidence of wanting to stand in the world as a hero like a master.

And there is an unknown swordsman that appears from time to time with a very vicious sword that will give you a bone and bite off your neck without any hesitation.

Seeing that he didn’t want to reveal anything about it, I could only guess that it was probably one of the murderous swords that the public looked at as a blind eye.

Until now, I thought that the respectable swordsman was accurately reading the essence of each swordsmanship and unfolding it in the mind of the leader.

However, since it is said that he just memorized it and unfolded it, should we say that his understanding is great, or should we say that his outstanding brain power is a hindrance to the development of his skills.

If you listen to what I’m saying now, in the end-

“Geomwoo, you were unable to move forward at all with your skills from the state you were in when you went to the volcano the year before last?”

“Um, are you disappointed?”

“To be honest, that’s true. In the end, I only developed a strange habit of striking with the strength of my body and internal energy, but wouldn’t it be fair to say that I regressed as a swordsman? “How on earth have you been training so far to become like that?”

Cheong looked at him secretly and said.

“Well, I’m going to try to do it right now. Well, this won’t be of any help to Geomwoo, but can I ask you to continue sparring… … ?”

“You mean this! Geomwoo is now on the right path, so he feels happy and wants to celebrate!”

Namgung Shinjae revealed this.

Cheong showed the same smile in response.

—-

Namgung Shinjae unpacked one of his belongings in the room at Mucheongwan, so he had a sparring session in the morning, and after lunch, the siblings Paeng Daesan and Paeng Choryeo came to visit, so it was sparring again.

Although there was a minor incident where Namgung Shinjae was beaten by Peng Cho-ryeo under the pretext of sparring while making a half-sword noise.

After dinner, I spent some time with Dannan, who had been looking around all day.

Dannan didn’t go to the Jamryong Secretariat anyway.

You are addicted to the Chilbodanharkdok, so if you do not shout surrender within six steps, you cannot be saved even if you are attacked.

First of all, you can’t say something like this after using a poison, and if you say what kind of poison you will use in the first place, what is the meaning of it?

While Cheong is training, he throws away his memorization and sometimes shows himself preparing poisons by boiling medicinal herbs, burying things, baking them, burning them, etc., but when you look at him, it’s clear that he’s bored.

After hanging out for a bit that night, I washed up and went to bed.

“I can’t survive! what’s this!”

“hmm. “A trace of effort?”

“You have to do sparring and everything in moderation! From the beginning, I said I was going to get beat up a bit today. “Then why did you ask me to be gentle, or why didn’t you say anything until this point?”

Tang Nan-ah got angry at Cheong’s skin, which had bruises here and there.

“Well, even if you try gently, it won’t help much. And anyway, it’s not like you’re going to get some bruises or damage to your bones or muscles.”

“I’m a congressman, you’re a congressman? “Look.”

Tang Nan-ah, who saw the pulse, muttered as if she was dumbfounded.

“under. But I’m still fine. How on earth did this body come into being? Still, yeah. Even if the cancer is fine, what if the woman is beaten so that her body gets colored? “Why do you practice so foolishly?”

“The drops of sweat you shed now save the drops of blood in the future.”

“The horse is very clear water. Besides, you don’t practice like this even in the female priesthood, hmm. Training. Did you do it?”

Dannan was confused for a moment.

Now that I think about it, it seems like the priestess’s teacher said that strange thing was training.

I think it’s strange that you say something when you say you’re going to train hard.

“it’s okay. now.”

“what? Something’s strange… … ”

Tangnan tilted his head.

There is something unclear about it though. what?

—-

The training that Cheong did at the priestess’ gate, mainly the sparring with Seomun Surin, was always training with actual combat in mind.

Thanks to this, I am able to use what I have more skillfully than anyone else, so I put emphasis on using what I have properly.

And this time, the sparring focused on melting what I had into my own.

Namgung Shinjae, the Peng family’s siblings, and even Gongsun Yaoye joined in and continued to spar with each other for about five days. After fighting ten times and losing ten times, the sparring became about winning once out of ten.

There was only one person who clicked his tongue at that sight.

“Godmother’s disciple. It’s poisonous. “Very poisonous.”

Shintu, the man called the world’s thief, stuck out his tongue.

Chu Zhonghyang split into two, a weak side and a strong side.

Of course, I looked for the strong one, but the fortune I was looking for was in vain.

However, I discovered a strange group called Seolga Sanghoe, which had a strangely high number of experts and had an unusual amount of money.

I was suspicious, so I dug around and achieved the feat of discovering the secret branch of the Demonic Cult. She wasn’t particularly of interest to Shintu.

In the first place, it was a secret that everyone guessed that the Demonic Cult was stealing money from the midfield, so even if they found out one of them, there was no particular use for it.

So, returning to the opening and tracking down Chu Jong-hyang, who was almost disappearing, I ended up in the VIP room at Murimmaeng’s Mucheongak.

And snooping around, trying to find the right time. I just witnessed Cheong unfolding the Muyeongshinsoo with his sword.

“Well, well, that girl read the secret correctly back then! I was completely pretending not to know! “Wow, the divine power of the world has been completely deceived!”

It was a little different, but not much different.

In any case, it was the same in that the martial arts had been stolen.

After that, it wasn’t a question of fortune.

It was because he had found the successor he had been looking for, the fate that had been the most difficult for all the gods of history.

Since he stole Shintu’s items, he should inherit Shintu’s name.

So after looking into it, I realized,

I already have a teacher, that’s my godmother.

However, if you feel like giving up, you are not worthy to inherit the name of Shintu.

Because faith never gives up.

So thought Shintu.

Would a great thief who can steal everything in the world not be able to steal even though he is someone else’s disciple?

Rather, if I were to become a named disciple of the top female student, wouldn’t it be an opportunity to make a name for myself?