Sixty-four people, including twenty-four people who came through the preliminary round and forty people who advanced to the final round through recommendations from political factions, were scheduled to compete in the first round.

Today was the first match between groups 1 and 3, which meant that we had to keep waiting for our turn without knowing when it would come.

Cheong’s plan to find Cheonyuhak and ask if this side effect was a bit severe and if there was another way was also pushed aside.

Miss, I don’t even know where Master is.

I’m sure they must be in the market since I’ve heard them muttering that they’re selling herbal medicine, but I guess there’s no way to find them after they sell them all out with their unique sales tactics (hard selling).

So, what a feeling it is to have to watch the fight between these lowly bastards in a very impatient situation!

Well, it’s fun… … .

Originally, low-level fights were much more fun than expert fights.

That’s because, even if you watch a master fight, you don’t really know what’s going on, but if you watch a low-level fight, you can clearly see the situation at a glance, so it’s exciting and thrilling.

Oh, the Jidangwon Ma Sohyeop also came up?

Ma So-hyeop, a master of Jidangquan, continued to crawl on the ground to welcome Gui Yang-mun’s disciple Chae So-hyeop.

Normally, crawling on the ground would mean defeat, but Ma Sohyeop, the master of land party power, actually seemed to have won because he originally crawled on the ground.

The poor Guiyangmun disciple continued to struggle, probably not knowing how to attack the opponent crawling below his knees.

Well, in fact, in any swordsmanship, there would be no such thing as fighting an opponent crawling below the knees.

Then, in the end, Ma Sohyeop burrowed in like a snake, pressed down on his crook, and fell down, weaving his feet around to subdue him.

Sohyeop then tried his best to escape, but each time, he could barely hold back a scream from the pain that stabbed his bones.

The Murim League expert who was watching the referee made a quick decision after watching several attempts by the suppressed Guiyangmun disciple to escape.

This is not a biased decision, but rather a brief observation to see what methods are likely to be used to escape after being suppressed.

“Win! “Maonsa from Shinyeo wins!”

That brought cheers from the audience.

Ma Xiaoxiao waved his hand happily, and the poor disciple Guiyangwen lowered his head and trudged away.

At the very least, I had to show a decent appearance in the competition, but looking at the opponent, even that was not possible.

“Tsk tsk. It’s very nasty. How can you hold your head up like that? But that doesn’t mean we can tell that child not to use the mortgage.”

Seomunsu-rin said with regret.

A while ago, Seomun Surin asked me to accept ten sum of money no matter how low the level of the other person is or how poor their skills are.

It was a request that it was not a life-or-death situation, but that they should at least be given a chance to show off their skills in a good place where members of political factions gathered.

The reputation that Ma Sohyeop gained from winning was like being an ugly martial arts expert who was good at crawling on the floor, and the loser was like a bad guy who lost there.

Even if they win, there is not much to be gained, and apart from that, the disciples of Guiyangmun will now regard Ma Sohyeop as their enemies, so they will only bear resentment.

The reason why Moorim avoided land rights was because only the shortcomings were leaking out from all sorts of places.

Afterwards, the party continued and familiar faces appeared occasionally. Gongsun Yaoye easily cut down a pine tree in Seocheon Shopping Center, and Zhuge Yihyeon swung an iron wire and knocked out someone called Cheonghae.

And then it was Cheong’s turn.

The Murim Maeng warrior in charge of the proceedings said it would be just a moment and guided us to the waiting room.

The waiting room was like a ship floating on a canal in a stadium, and as soon as I entered, the sound of humming and snoring rang out.

It was almost like blowing one’s nose, not a snort. Cheong looked at the owner of the sound.

“under! Preface Sojeo is showing his true colors? “What on earth are you wearing?”

In fact, there was only one woman in the world who would start a fight as soon as she saw Cheong.

Mo Yong-Juhee pointed a finger at Cheong.

“What is that blatantly lashed pole? It looks like you’re trying to make your body known to the entire midfield. In that case, wouldn’t it be better to just take off your top and leave?”

Chaedae refers to a woman’s belt. Unlike the hometown of the Qing Dynasty, there were so many types of belts in the Jungwon that all were called chaedae as long as they were wrapped around the waist outside of clothing.

To prevent Cheong from rubbing his skin, he wrapped his waist tightly with a wide cloth.

Since the waist is already thin and the denim is very thick at the top and bottom, it is inevitable that the large deviation of the curves will be clearly revealed.

Cheong sighed deeply.

Did he say that was a greeting or something?

“Aren’t you tired of arguing over everything, Sojeo Moyong? Now that you say that, everyone is comparing. Hey everyone, it’s rude, so could you please lower your gaze?”

It’s not that they weren’t, other people in the waiting room were taking turns looking at Cheong and Mo Yong-juhui.

“profit… … !”

Mo Yong Ju-hui gritted his teeth with a red face and fiercely glanced at the candidates waiting to compete in the waiting room.

With embarrassed expressions, those waiting to participate pretended to wonder if there might be strange patterns on the floor, walls, or ceiling.

It was then.

“Aaaah!”

“Kiyaaaaak! “Aaaah!”

Suddenly, a desperate scream erupted from outside the waiting room.

It was a heartbreaking scream that seemed to tear the liver apart.

The people in the waiting room who were startled jumped up and looked out the door.

Then outside-

“Aaaah! Confucius! Prince Peng! Please look here! “Aaaah!”

“Jade Kirin! “Aaaah!”

“Oh my, I made eye contact, how, ah…” … ”

dump. There were women who collapsed one after another.

The most handsome man in the world destroyed the woman’s spirit and made her faint with just his eyes.

In recent years, its popularity has not died down at all due to some bad rumors, so it seems that women dressed in rags are appearing one after another at the release, saying that it is a beggar style.

What, I was surprised for no reason… … .

Cheong sat down in annoyance.

Surprisingly, Mo Yong-Juhee also frowned and turned away.

Mo Yong Ju-hui frowned as Cheong turned to face him.

“Why are you doing this? Are you surprised that you are not watching the most handsome man in the world? You’re funny. “Do you think she looks so bad that she clings to a guy she hates?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Because your eyes were exactly like that?”

“Can you see my eyes? “Are you around Hwa-kyung?”

Cheong doesn’t know the exact principle, but when he becomes an expert in flower painting, he can see through it even if it is covered with cotton thread.

“Tch.”

Mo Yong Ju-hee turned his head away as if he didn’t want to deal with him.

I didn’t really want to deal with Cheong either, so I said something. Well, I don’t think we’ll ever see each other again.

As I was doing that, another frantic scream rang out from outside.

I experienced it once so I can understand it without even looking at it.

It looks like the mountain won.

Afterwards, it was Mo Yong Joo-hee’s turn and she was guided out to the aisle. As no one could agree, the host’s voice said, “Mo Yong Joo-hee wins!” A cry was heard.

And only then was it Cheong’s turn.

After going along the inside of the ship, crossing a few planks of the dock, going back inside, and climbing up the stairs, there was even a handrail provided for the footrest.

Somehow, they all rose up from the floor and attempted to overpower them with new techniques.

If there is a handle on the footrest, even if you are weak in magic, you can jump at least one foot.

Cheong flew up by lightly stepping on the clouds using the anti-gravity walk of the Wolnyeowalk.

So, he easily touched the non-stage with his toes and stood gracefully without a sound.

“It is called Hwanyuk, a shaman’s disciple. “I learned Taegeukshingeom and Myeonjang.”

Then, with the sword, he used the palm of his left hand to spread the sword in a cardinal manner.

Cheong also responded and demonstrated the basic formulas for the Shinnyeo sword and the Wolnyeo sword.

After that, Taoist Hwanyuk suddenly asked a question –

“Preface Soger? Have we ever met before? Looks familiar… … ”

What does he say again? What kind of trick is this again?

Was the custom of overpowering the enemy through nerve-wracking conversation not only present in Hyundai but also in the Central Plains?

Cheong, which was not defeated in that regard, responded.

“Aren’t these words inappropriate for a shaman’s disciple to say?”

“yes? What is that… … ”

Hwanyuk wondered what that meant, but soon realized his mistake.

Since he said he looked familiar to the woman with her face covered, it could be seen as an obvious trick.

It wasn’t that, it was just vague, as if the womb of an unusual body was coming to mind, but it was also rude to say it out loud. You’ve got a great body, but people will ask where I’ve seen it before.

“sorry. Please forget it.”

This is no match for me, so I’m starting an argument.

Cheong’s lips drooped as if he was laughing.

It’s because Hwan-yuk couldn’t see it because he was in a funeral, but it would have been quite unfair if he had seen it.

I only asked because I thought I saw it so innocently, I didn’t have any other intentions.

“I will give up the player.”

“How can that be? “I should make concessions.”

“If you really want to.”

Since the distribution of the office was distribution, there was no particular obligation to greet the old group.

Therefore, even for those who knew the state of Qing, the only ones they encountered were the elders, so if they were from a sect with no ties, they were just young girls from the priestly sect.

Moreover, the insidiousness of the former master who presented a disciple of conversion. Cheong did that and Shaolin disciple Wolbong did that because he didn’t really brag about showing off his victory.

Cheong didn’t hesitate and just bounced his ankle and walked forward.

Master said that a shaman’s sword is soft.

What are you trying to show?

Cheong lightly flicked his sword.

Shinnyeogeomgyeol’s three-choice method, Cheonnyeo Daejangbu, and Seomun Surin are the favorites, and Cheong is also a simple diagonal cut herbivorous type.

When Hwanyuk struck his sword, his arms drew a large circle vertically, and his feet moved to draw a large circle horizontally.

Thus, the iron sword raised with its back to the right is pushed forward with a soft arc, flowing out the blue herb.

Cheong, too, did not resist the pushing force and turned his body once to face Hwanyuk.

Let’s work like this.

Cheong thought.

Ah, this is how it moves.

He told me to look at my eyes to read attacks, and to look at my feet to read martial arts.

I don’t know much about Taegeuk Shingeom, but the direction of the walking method is definitely different from before.

The method of footwork is to find the most appropriate position according to the herbivore’s path and ensure that the force is properly concentrated on the weapon.

Namgung Shinjae’s walking method is static, so it is not for movement, but for supporting the body and standing firm.

Paeng Cho-ryeo’s footing method is used to maintain rotation by advancing and retreating at a diagonal, while Paeng Daesan’s footing method is aimed at maximizing the destructive power of the sword by moving large up and down.

And now, with Hwanyuk’s step method, stretching left and right and drawing a curve, it seemed to be drawing a large circle centered on a distant place behind the blue house.

This sum, three sums, four sums.

Cheong continued to think.

Is this an angle rather than a distance?

Positioning to guide the flow outward and add force in the direction of progress. If you get caught up in it, the offensive will soon be reversed.

Oh well. Six sum, seven sum.

It was a movement like a matador.

It forces the enemy to follow a straight line, moves left and right, pulls out the body, pushes it, and tries to get on its back.

So what should I do?

You would have to rush faster and stronger to take it down in one go, use tricks to guide the circle into a blocked path, or respond by spinning.

Eight sum, nine sum, ten sum.

Cheong, who was swinging and clinking his swords with softness for softness and softness for softness, gently lifted his right foot.

And that moment.

The raised foot suddenly and violently stomps on the ground, and boom!! A shock that echoes throughout the training hall. In an instant, Cheong’s new model leaned forward by one step.

A fierce sword attack follows him!

Hwanyuk hurriedly swings his knife and cuts it away. Yes!! And the sound of cast iron breaking. At the same time, a shadow suddenly appeared on Hwanyuk’s face.

Hwanyuk’s gaze quickly soars. Under the May sky, a beautiful white hand blocks the sun and casts a shadow. Weeds cut through the air and get closer.

Hwanyuk realized late that the sword was a bait, but it was already too late.

And then, bam.

The blade of Cheong’s hand touched the top of Hwanyuk’s head.