Book 5 Chapter - 4

If they don't see his skills with their own eyes, they won't be able to sleep.

Look, I'm sure he's out!"

Liu-Yeon is Changhong looking around in federal admiration.

It was rather fascinating. How do you know all those people? Thinking

The more I met him, the more amazing he was.

Ryu-yeon was just listening and nodding.

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"These big names are gathered together to see how good Mo Yong-hwi is.

What a reputation he has!"

It was Hyorong's exclamation from the side. He's nervous, too.

Isn't it! Those were actions that made sense.

"It's the first official match of Mo Yong-hwi, the famous Chiljeolshin Sword!"

Yoon, who was always following me like an appendix because he was too shy to stand in front of me.

It was Junho's words. He's always been ignored and ostracized by others.

Mo Yong-hwi was like an idol. So we can't miss this rain somehow.

There was no.

"Is he that great? I've been living in the same room for half a year.

I don't know.

It was Ryu-Yeon, who looked tilted.

"What are you talking about? He is the grandson of the Great Conference of Korea.

I said."Hyorong said with a dumb face.

"What about it? Don't tell me your grandfather's a swordsman.

It's not like it can be tested with. How convenient the world is.

If he has a brilliant sword, that's his grandmother.

It's not because he's good, it's because he's good!"

Hyorong's head went blank when he heard Ryu-Yeon. Once in a while,

I haven't even thought about it. Ryu-yeon is right in a way.

All. No, maybe it's true. No matter how good your environment is,

Even so, what good would it do if you didn't have the qualities and will to digest it?

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"You have a point. But it's what makes the inscription the inscription the inscription.

It's been handed down from generation to generations. You can't ignore a four-way relationship in a strong lake.

No, and sometimes it's an absolute measure."

What Hyorong said wasn't wrong either.

"Well, he's a little bit of a drama queen, but he's making this much noise.

Of course, his neatness and cleaning, cleanliness, tidying, tidying up, and tidying up are the only things he can do.

It's scary, though. That's the best thing in the world. That's.

I agree with you! I've never been more eager to clean up than him.

I haven't seen the Simin one! Plus, dust, keeping pure white of antioxidants.

A white man without a single one is a mystery!"

What surprised Ryu-yeon the most about Mo Yong-hwi was not his martial arts.

It was his spirit of cleanliness. Especially when it comes to clean white without a single trowel.

Maintaining his white agenda was in an inexplicable realm. But, no one

Lee cleaning, keeping clean, he's good at it, but it's his game.

Can it attract more attention than God's contest. Think again

I couldn't understand it either.

"I can't believe I'much better! Well, now you'll see."

Ryu-yeon's luck in Daejeon was very good compared to Mo Yong-hwi. Moe.

Yong-hwi was jealous of heaven or of the progress committee.

He wasn't good from the start. Changhong's face when he saw his enemy.

It's hardened a little bit.

"Joo-swim of the Gon-ryun-pa... ..is a formidable opponent."

A man in uniform embroidered with clouds of blue-collar rain is a blue-collar ritual.

It was called Il Gi-guga, the main swimming of the Gonryun Bi-gum. Besides, he's a member of the Lunar New Year's party.

He was also a member of the Eight Swords of the Lunar New Year.

He was another master of Haenampa. And before, Mo Yong-hwi was against him.

He was a different character from the experienced twin swords.

"I've heard that our children have been taught! priests

If you owe it, it goes to the death penalty!"

No matter what the reason is, his priests are so mean that they have to pay off their debts.

I was going to do it. This could ruin the reputation of the private sector.

Of course, we'll see if we'll remove the stain or double it.

Hey, I know that.

"Think you're unlucky to meet me from the first round!"

It was still Joo Soo-young speaking with an arrogant look on her face.

"I'm rather happy."

Mo Yong-hwi was not inferior at all. That's a good look on your face.

It was.

"Whoa? Why?"

"Because the more I meet a strong opponent, the stronger my sword will become.

If I had met a weak opponent, I would have been disappointed."

It was quite a wild thing to say, according to the sound of it. You're as good as my experience.This is why it can be interpreted as just a tool to raise.

"You're so confident! Do you really deserve that?"

"The sword will answer everything."

Mo Yong-hwi pulled out his sword. I don't think I've ever had any more relationship between you two.

I didn't need a horse.

Mo Yong-hwi was rather happy about this worst luck. Meet a strong opponent.

Because the more you meet, the stronger your sword can be. a strong prize

His studies were not low enough to be intimidated by the fact that he met Dae-dae.

The sword and sword were pulled out. Now there are only results left.

The way Joo Soo-young was screaming, the fierce battle was expected.

Differently, it ended in a ridiculously simple way.

Indeed, Mo Yong-hwi's sword was entitled to shout loudly.

"Oh, my God!"

Chun Gi-ryong Dan Muk-woo opened his eyes and wondered how shocked he was.

I was protesting. The beam produced a ridiculous result.

"Well, I can't believe that Joo Soo-young has been beaten to nothing! Hahaha..."

I was hoping for a pretty exciting bimoo, but Ju paid for the big bang.

Couldn't do it—unbelievably, he was done in one shot. Really quick and concise.

It was nothing.

"I hope we can get him on our side as soon as possible.

The more I see you, the more I want you!"

When I saw Mo Yong-hwi's dance, I suddenly wanted to see his presence.

With Mo Yong-hwi, I thought I could recover from losing ground to the Lunar New Year's Day.

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"Fast and precise!"

It was the word of Chun Yajin, a male serpent reminiscent of a single province.

Dan Mok-woo turned his head and looked at him in surprise. At this rate, it's...

It was the highest praise as well as expressing his greatest surprise.

Because.

"Uh, before I knew it..."

Joo Soo-young, called Gonryun Begum, is her talent and non-commissioned official of the private sector.

He's not even ready to get his hands full.

I had to look at Mo Yong-hwi's sword with a blank look on his face.

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One breath took a jockey, and two breaths took a sword. Third

The sword had already taken the throat blood of the main swimming pool even before breathing began.

I was doing it before he even ate his first herbivore.

The unseemly cold of being caught off guard and being overpowered even before the attack.

I've been negligent. I'm gonna let you know what's gonna happen to him.

The match ended in vain.

Joo Soo-young, who used to call out Mo Yong-hwi's qualifications with a loud bang, said, "I don't know."

Recognizing whether he was underqualified, he conceded defeat. for non-stage use

Cho Soo-young's shoulders were drooping. I would have been ashamed of myself.

Mo Yong-hwi has proved to be true with a single sword.

Now the interest in him will grow even more.

"Well, that's great. I let my guard down! What do you think?"

Baek Muyong, wearing a white suit similar to Mo Yonghwi, shook his lip line and said,

I asked Moyong Hwi, who was sitting in. His martial arts are not even low, but the sword.

I ask you because you know you're below Moyong Hwi.

I saw it.

"Not a big deal! Don't worry!"

Moyong Hwi said in a non-trivial tone. Baek Muyong's eyes are a bit...

It sparkled.

"Whoa, I've never seen you like that before! That's how good Mo Yong-hwi is.

You're telling me he's gone!"Baek Muyong said with a light smile.

"May I ask why you think so? I'm sure I'm a nobody.

I said you!"

"The body is honest! You don't have to hide it."

"Didn't you say you weren't strong?"

Moyong Hwi's voice was a bit stiff.

"Say it to the back of your hand. More honest in nature than in the mouth.

It looks like it."

Moyong Hwi quickly looked down at the back of his hand. His eyebrows are slightly frowned upon.

The hand of the clenched fist was covered with cold sweat.

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"Did your body react instinctively? I don't know if he's strong enough.

Sometimes the body is more honest than the mind. The mind takes advantage of the will. The inside.

That's why it can be, but the body can't be fooled.

"Aren't you supposed to admit what you have to admit?"

"Whoa, what an honest body it is! I'm gonna pay you back for keeping me so nervous.

You'll have to give it to me, won't you?"

Moyong Hwi said with a wry smile.

"More than a return to keep you on your toes, the Eighth Sword has been broken in vain.

Don't forget to return the favor. I didn't expect to lose this simple.

I couldn't do it! This will raise the morale of the Palgahoe family.

Don't you think so? He's very curious about what's in the sky.

He seemed to be hurting."

What does Baek Muyong want, smiling at himself and saying, "What do you want?"

G Moyong Hwi quickly understood. Now I'm going up without knowing the sky is high.

It was a request to demoralize the family. We also invite the extraordinary.

Reminding Hwi was also part of the task.

Moyong Hwi nodded and said he had a clear understanding.

"Leave it to me! I'm on the jump, and there's another sky in the sky.

I'll let you know the notes!"

A mock in a leather bag.

Moyong Hwi's match is also Morong Hwi's match.

As many people gathered as the game, it was a mess.

If Mo Yong-hwi was a challenger, Moyong Hwi could be said to be the king.

"Phew, my opponent is unlucky Moyong Hwi."

Seed Jahe's reaction was tantamount to admitting that he had already lost.

"It's an honor to mix the sword with Moyong Hwi!"

It was a seed license that made his defeat a hypothetical reality. Same third grade, Jong.

Jaher knew the difference between himself and Moyong Hwi. Moyong Hwi dares to sleep

He was a man beyond God's reach. I accept what I have to admit.

I had no choice but to.

"I'm flattered."

It was Moyong Hwi, who also possessed the virtue of modesty.

"Even though he's not good enough, he's a no man's body.

I'm not going to give it to you!"

Seed Jahe pulled out his sword and shouted resolutely. He is also Daecheongseong.

He was a disciple just before Pa. It's not easy to save face.

There you go.

"Of course! Come!"

I asked him to come. It was used by a master to a sewer. And then you're off to seed her.

Had to.

Even if you lose when you lose, you can't lose badly. elegant in losing

I had to pitch in all my might so I wouldn't be a loser on a dogfight.

If you don't do your best at this blow, the next chance will never come.

Because I knew well that I would

Moyong Hwi's insistence was like a protest against Moyong Hwi. Moyong Hwi is also single.With a sword, the seed herb's candle was broken into his throat. Moe.

It was the same blood as where Yong-hwi was aiming for.

Blood oozed out of the right hand of Seed Jiahe, who held the sword. I won't let go of the sword.

It was a stroke of luck.

"Lost!"

Seed Zhao readily conceded defeat. He's still beyond Moyong Hwi's walls.

He knew from the beginning that it was hard to wait. Only in a second.

It was just a pity to admit defeat.

"Thank you!"

Moyong Hwi was polite to the police after recovering the sword.

"Wow! Aaaaah!

Cheers erupted from all sides. The people who are cheering.

Most of them belonged to the Old Order. Of course, Moyong Hwi's futility is net.

Some of them were expressive, but they were old-fashioned.

It was only a small number compared to the fields.

I knew you were strong, but honestly, you can't just be happy.

It was an ambiguous position for the meeting.

"You're the one who felt the stigma of kendo."

Mo Yong-hwi's expressionless face was filled with admiration and astonishment.

Mo Yong-hwi's hands were moistened with cold sweat. Lightning on the spine.

I thought it was broken. The whole force of that shock shudder his body.

It's what made it. It was a single sword, but to see the fear in it.

It was a good enough first-hand sword for It's a single sword with a lot of momentum.

Because he knew better than anyone how difficult it was.

"Heehee, I've never seen you so agitated before, but you're having a good look today.

Yes, the ice cube of the world, Ryu-Yeon called Mo Yong-Hwi like this.

Yong-hwi's everything that's shaken up. It's an article that'll make the world laugh.

I."

It was Ryu-Yeon, who was still grinning without knowing what was going on. peace of the world

There was no such thing as.

Mo Yong-hwi's gaze swept through Ryu-yeon. What a dreadful thing to do.

You're not nervous at the sight of a sword? At least uninhabited admiration.

It was normal to show it. But no matter how many times I look at Ryu-Yeon's body,

I couldn't smell it in the corner.

Although the greatest enemy to clean up the room, there was little interaction.

We had known each other for nearly half a year. But still, Ryu-Yeon...

It was a difficult figure for him to understand.

"He's Moyong Hwi, the trimester's non-territorial dragon! The shamanistic dinosaur! Lunar New Year's Day Conference

Are you indifferent!"

Gikwang from Hyorong's eyes looking at Moyong Hwi proudly going down the stage.

This flash of light appeared and disappeared in such a momentarily disappeared.

There was no time for anyone else to notice.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You!'

I felt like I was getting goose bumps on the back of my neck. Your back is getting cold.

It was not just the tiger that got the hint. Serious as usual.

Long but ever more serious face, a stiff look through Moyong Hwi.

Mo Yong-hwi's children's song, which stared as if it were a child, was also vividly felt in his skin. that

Next to him, Ryu-yeon, who seemed to be in peace of the world, caught Hyorong's eye.

But if we keep up the good work, we'll be in the final!

Indeed, Moyong Hwi of the Trifoliate Sword is thicker and taller than anyone else.

It must have been a cliff and a rough roadblock. And, uh, in the distant future.

It was no exception to himself when he thought of it.

To Moyong Hwi, who is surrounded by many people and receiving congratulations.It was Hyorong, whose eyes were on the poem once. Hyorong's... as if he'd never forget it.

There was a spark in the eye.

"What's wrong with you? Did you all eat something wrong?"

Once again, Hyorong's gaze at Moyong Hwi is the owner of the voice.

He headed for Ryu-Yeon. Next to Mo Yong-hwi, who is deep in thought with a serious face.

In Ryu-yeon was constantly talking. Mo Yong-hwi will probably never be able to...

I'm not going to watch with Ryu-Yeon.

Does he lack the basic human sensibility? Or simple

Maybe he's an idiot."

Rain, which is still an inexplicable object for both himself and others.

Ryu Yeon still had a face where she had no idea what she was thinking.

"Boom!"

The table shook violently with great shock.

I can't imagine how much a candle fluttering down the table would feel.

It was indicative of exasperation.

"Don't tell me you want to betray me... ..."

Namgung Sang's voice trembled a little.

"Betrayal! This guy speaks so harshly. Such a terrible thing to say.

Don't be so rude. It's just that it could go with the flow.

It doesn't mean much else. Besides, it hasn't been confirmed yet.

Let's be cautious as the issue is the issue."

Keum Yeong-ho spoke in a serious tone despite the wobbly shaking of his neck.

He still wears a purple silk coat that doesn't match his face.

I was insisting.

"But the truth is, betraying the ambassador..."

"Huh, even if it isn't! You're trying to talk!"

Keum Yeong-ho hits the middle of the story with a knife.

I cut it off, and it was not a good thing to hear, nor a good thing to say.

As a descendant of a merchant, he is separated from his usual self-indulgence.

It was a determined figure that was significantly different enough to fit in.

"It hasn't been confirmed yet. We are now at a crossroads of so-called choice.

You can do it! Will it be in line with public opinion, or more of what we see and feel.

It's unpleasant, but I'm wondering if you're taking the risk of using it as a yardstick of judgment.

It's the crossroads between Korea and Japan!"

Now it was time to put the middle finger together and make a decision.

In a dark night, in a secret room, a candle is a feeble wind and a man.

I was shaken by someone's breathing. Shadows under the swaying candlelight.

All 16 of the people in the world, one on the right side of the chest.

A piece of fabrication was embroidered. They are the very 16 operatives.

It was in.

What brings all 16 of these people together at this late hour of the night?

I don't know if men and women are unique.

They were all silent, their faces stiff. Waiting for a lifetime adversary.

It was a serious look. What is considered one of the best articles in the Chunmu Academy?

Does it make them so nervous?

"Relax!"

As if they had promised, they would inhale and exhale.

It was intended to relax a little, relax muscles by breathing.

It was included in that. The power to achieve good results when one's mind is in a hurry.

Because I lift it.

Everyone's eyes shone like that of a hawk, like the glow of a silver blade.

The candlelight fluttering in and out of breath is dark on everyone's face.

I made a shadow.