It is common sense that a person cannot perform two kinds of ignorance at once. But technically it doesn't make sense.
Those who practice martial arts often operate their hearts and minds, but at the same time, they wield their recommended sense of duty or go through physical therapy. So it is wrong to say that two kinds of ignorance cannot be achieved at the same time.
To be precise, 'people cannot use the same class of ignorance at the same time' is correct.
Can you open the plum blossoms with your right hand and open the Chilmae sword with your left hand? Can you open plum blossoms with your right hand and bamboo shoots with your left hand?
It may be possible to alternate between two martial arts, but it is almost impossible to completely write two martial arts separately.
The history of writing is different depending on the martial arts, and the way you draw is different.
If you develop martial arts in a precise way so that the channels do not overlap, it will already become a herbivore, not two.
This is why it is impossible to study two things at once. In order for that to be possible, two people, not one person, must exist in your head.
There was a clique who made the impossible possible, and that was the shaman.
Originally located on Mt. Mudang, many conduits were filled with people who should have been called monsters. They didn't mind all sorts of humiliation in their own way to realize the right.
Among them, there was an attempt to divide the mind into two.
Humans can see only others objectively except themselves, and others cannot fully see inside of them. So if I become two, I can realize the degree faster than anyone else.
What started with that ridiculous imagination was an unexpected success. After a successful victory, he finally succeeded in dividing the ritual into two.
It didn't do much to realize the degree, like the creator's wish, but it had a tremendous effect, at least in terms of ignorance.
purple
(sighs)
Soft tension was overflowing in the pouring sword like a torrent.
The sword and tension, which have completely different properties, harmonized as if they were one, and then moved away again, unfolding their own herbivores.
"What, what, what...….’
Yoon-Jong freaked out and flew back. However, the sword and tension were constantly rushing toward him, who stepped down, as if he would never let go.
"LOL!"
Realizing that there was no answer at this rate, Yun-Jong lowered his sword and cut it horizontally.
Oh, my god!
Then in an instant a large black wall sprang up in front of him.
Rumbling!
When it hit the incoming sword, the wall staggered back, but somehow managed to withstand it without breaking.
'That's enough, that's enough...'
One. At that moment.
Yoon-Jong opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The tension that was coming with the sword turned in an instant and flew toward his side by bypassing the sword wall.
The white wall turning in its direction looked like something alive or a ghost.
"No way!’
But I didn't have time to think about it.
Yun-jong, who quickly recovered his sword, lifted himself up to Ho Gong. The sword and tension that came just below him swept through the space.
Whoo! Whoosh!
The soles of the shoes that were not pulled out were swept away by the sword. After flipping over and over again in Ho Gong, Yun-Jong rolled over as soon as he got off to the empty rain.Bite! Bite! Bite!
A series of white tension flew into the spot where he briefly got off, breaking and smashing the stone.
Yun-Jong, who pulled himself out of the arena almost to the end, stood up as quickly as a flying squirrel and was wary of Mu Yon. It looked like a poisoned cat.
“…….”
Drip.
Then sweat dripped down on the tip of his chin.
It was an onslaught without comparison to the storm. Yoon-Jong opened his mouth as if he were sick.
"…Yang's heart."
"That's right."
Mu Yon grinned.
"I'm not mature yet, but I can imitate it. What do you think? Do you think it's quite useful?
Is it worth it?
Yoon-Jong forced down a momentarily spirited laugh.
The heart of sheep.
It is the aberration of shamanism that allows both shamanism to be used at the same time.
Yoon-Jong had to listen to it, but until then, he didn't really understand what it was like to use two kinds of martial arts at the same time. It's just ignorance, so I thought I could just deal with it at the same time.
However, Yang's heart attack was completely different than expected.
It's like dealing with two absolute masters at the same time.’
Yoon-jong knew better than anyone how scary it was to deal with the two masters.
It is because Yoon-jong is the one who is most specialized in overpowering the opponent in harmony. When playing with Jo-Gol, it was possible to face an enemy that was much stronger than them.
When the swords of different properties joined together like cogwheels, they could exert three or four times the power, not twice.
But now Mu Yon is doing what Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong had to do together.
'This is Yang's heart attack.….’
This is truly a ridiculous neoconvectomy.
Yoon-Jong swallowed a dry saliva. It was a moment when I realized deeply why the world praised shaman's shamanism.
"…Can you deal with that?"
Baek Cheon, who was watching Bimu, also had a groan-like voice.
It is a perfect perfect perfection for those who are in Yangsimgong and Gangho. Isn't martial arts symbolizing shamanism along with Taegeukgi, Myeonjang, and Sipdangeum Yang Shimgong?
But there was literally a difference between hearing and seeing with your ears.
"……No, that's……it's a scam."
Jo-Gol, who returned from medical treatment, murmured with a stunned face. He also used to work together with Yoon-Jong, so he couldn't help but not knowing how great the abstinence unfolds unfolding before his eyes.
"This is…… a shaman."
Even Yoo-Esul muttered and couldn't untie his stiff face.
The term "power" should be used at times like this. Why a shaman is a shaman. That scene seemed to explain why they stood tall at the forefront of the Jungwon Provinces despite their short history.
Baek Cheon couldn't take his eyes off the stage and opened his mouth.
"……Chung-Myung아."
"Huh?"
"Does that make sense?"
Chung-Myung grinned.
"That's why I told you.”
“…….”
"The shaman's shamanism gets stronger over time. Half of that's because I'm going to f*ck it."
Yang Simgong is the most difficult school in shamanism, along with the Taegeuk Hyegum. f*cking ignorance that you are not allowed to learn unless you are at the top of your class.
"Anyway, that makes me mad every time I see it.”
"……When did you see that again?""No, think about it."
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung glared and complained.
"What? Divide people's minds into two? What's more peculiar and eccentric than this? You're right, what kind of sect is that? They don't do that kind of thing either."
“…….”
Baek Cheon's eyes trembled slightly.
Now that I hear it...…I think that's right...….
"What about those bastards? Is the plum print test in between? Ugh, you bastards who wouldn't be happy to have a pine tree stuck in their heads! Who to whom!"
"Ji, calm down, Chung-Myung."
Baek Cheon broke into a cold sweat as he grabbed Chung-Myung, who was about to rush into the shaman's camp.
Why is this jerk a sudden boost again...….
"Gee, that's not the point right now. Any advice on how to deal with that to Yun-Jong?….”
"No advice!"
But Chung-Myung snorted.
"I wouldn't have suffered if there was such a way.
"……Huh?"
"There's no such thing as coping. It's not an expedient, it's not a trick. Literally nothing."
“…….”
"Annoying and annoying."
Back Cheon's face was visibly hardened at the return answer.
"It's annoying, but I'm sure it'll work. From the moment you can open your heart to sheep, the martial arts will rise at least half the time.”
"…I see it is.”
I don't know what the hell that's possible, but I could see the effect clearly.
Baek Cheon felt as if something had stuck in his chest.
If you think you've jumped, there's a bigger mountain behind you, and if you think you've crossed it, isn't the ship's bigger mountain blocking you?
Now I can understand why it was said that there is no end to the power of famous letters.
'That's the mountain we're going to have to jump.’
Two tigers cannot coexist in one mountain. In order for Hwasan to stand tall as a provincial government, the shaman was a must-have object.
'But....'
It was sad to see Baek Cheon fixed on Yoon-Jong's back. The burden seemed too heavy to carry all alone.
"Yoon-Jong아…….”
In the end, Chung-Myung smirked at the sight of Baek Cheon reciting Yoon-Jong's name.
"Why? Does Yoon-Jong look overwhelming to you?"
“…….”
"Can you do it if you're in private life?"
"Who, who said it was?”
Baek Cheon's face blushed. Chung-Myung shook his head and kicked his tongue.
"That's why geniuses are...….Tsk."
"What do you want to say?"
"Look carefully."
"Huh?"
When Chung-Myung's voice became more serious, Baek Cheon's eyes were also young.
"If a genius has his own way, he has his own way. And……."
Chung-Myung didn't blink and watched Yoon-Jong's back.
"The Yoon-Jong death penalty is the one who knows it best.”
My shoulders started to calm down gradually.Yoon-jong, who had gathered his breath, stared silently at Mu Yon.
'Bimura...'
If it were real, there would be no time to get your breath together.
But the opponent is giving him time to catch his breath. I don't know if it's because of the rain or because I'm relaxed, but right now, I felt relieved before anger.
'Strong.'
Certainly, the name "The Three Swords of the Shaman" was not given for nothing.
The sword and tension that came at the same time as Yang's heart attack made the spirit of the opponent confused. If Yoon-jong had never experienced this before, he would have been lying on the floor without even noticing what was going on.One…….
'It's not as hopeless as it was then.’
The time when I fought with the bishop was still in front of me.
I still clearly remembered the tremendous spirit of Asura, who seemed to be deceptive on earth.
This was rather humane compared to the shock of facing the person who caused despair and confusion in front of him.
"At that time, I didn't know what to do.’
Yoon-Jong just hung on and hung on with evil.
And that doesn't change this time either.
Yoon-Jong took a standstill.
The basic posture of all swords.
Pulling back his center of gravity as much as he did, he shoved low.
"Please come."
There was a smile on Mu Yon's lips.
I should have brought my two and three great disciples. If that were the case, I would have learned a lot from this guy.’
No, actually he's learning, too.
In that unshakable position.
Whoosh.
Mu Yon's sword, which had a long history, began to tremble automatically.
'Well, at least it's polite to do your best!'
Mu Yon determined and swung a sword.
The sword, which has become thicker than before, hit the reconciliation Yoon-jong with a rapid current. Yun-Jong's body, exposed to the great energy, began to shake like a single-leaf boat in a storm.