Chapter 149: Friendly Martial Arts Competition (2)

༺ Friendly Martial Arts Competition (2) ༻

Flinch-

The Qi coursing through my body suddenly jolted, as if it had just experienced a sudden spasm.

‘But why?’

Picking a group may have been random for everyone, but they could definitely make their own matchups.

Which was what made it harder for me to understand.

That they went out of their way to make Tang Soyeol and Jang Seonyeon go against each other.

‘Is it really all a coincidence?’

Deep down, I knew it wasn’t, but I clung to a glimmer of hope that it might be.

“My opponent... Is that person from earlier.”

While listening to Tang Soyeol, I checked on her expression.

She didn’t seem too concerned about it.

Fair enough, since I was the only one who knew his true nature.

“Do you think he’s strong? He looks pretty weak from the outside.”

He was strong.

I was able to feel that, back when we shook hands.

“He probably is, as he is the Alliance Leader’s son.”

That was all I could tell her for now.

The chilly weather seemed to seep into my mood.

“That’s true.”

Tang Soyeol smiled at my words.

Judging by her appearance, rather than being worried...

She looked like she was getting fired up.

‘I don’t think she’s letting her guard down though.’

She remained cautious as she didn’t know what her opponent was capable of.

It was already nerve-racking because she couldn’t fully read her opponent’s power, which meant that he was a formidable foe.

But Tang Soyeol’s eyes remained calm.

Above all else, she embodied the spirit of a martial artist representing her clan with her youth coming second.

Maturity-wise, she was already better than most talented but foolish martial artists.

‘She was also one of the only few who still holds onto her convictions.’

In my memories, that was what the Poison Queen reminded me of.

She faced hundreds of demonic humans alone, sacrificing herself so her blood relatives and clan members could escape.

Because of that, Tang Soyeol was one of the few people I considered a hero.

‘I don’t get it.’

I couldn’t understand.

Why did she make that decision?

And why did she say those words in her last moments?

Just why?

‘Why doesn’t she resent me?’

That was what I was curious about when it came to her.

As I continued to stare at Tang Soyeol, she turned her head toward me.

“It is going to take a long time till we meet since we are in different groups, right?”

“Most likely.”

After staring into my eyes for a moment, Tang Soyeol spoke in a soft voice.

“Young Master Gu.”

“Yes.”

When I responded, Tang Soyeol spoke with an embarrassed smile on her face.

“If we happen to face each other in the arena, would you do me a favor?”

I was taken aback by her sudden request.

That was way too random of her, right?

“So suddenly...?”

“A bit greedy of me, right? After all, I’m asking you for a favor if we meet, but I’m not even sure if I’m going to win.”

“What is it you want to ask?”

“It’s not much, but...”

She let out a fake cough and spoke while avoiding direct eye contact.

“I wish that you... change your tone when talking to me.”Follow the latest novels on no/velbin(.)com

Hmm?

“Tone?”

When I wondered what I just heard, Tang Soyeol started to fumble with her words.

“No... It’s...! It’s just that Young Master Gu... speaks to Sis Bi-ah like a friend.”

It sounded like she was giving an excuse.

“And I feel like... I’ve spent a good amount of time with you too.”

It had only been a few months.

And it was even less than that if I considered the time it took for us to be able to communicate face to face.

“Lady Tang.”

“Y-Yeah?”

“You know that I’m younger than you, right...?”

“...”

She looked a little hurt by my comment.

Oh, did I mess up?

“...But you still speak comfortably to Sis Bi-ah.”

Well...

‘Wait, how do I explain that?’

No, I didn’t really have to explain to her.

After all, I didn’t have any special relationship with Tang Soyeol.

And Tang Soyeol was bringing this up despite knowing that, but...

‘Why does she even like me?’

Unlike Wi Seol-Ah or Namgung Bi-ah, I couldn’t recall a single memory of doing anything special with Tang Soyeol.

But despite that, this girl had feelings for me and I knew that she constantly displayed them.

I couldn’t really do anything back for her,

“...I-Is it not possible after all?”

Tang Soyeol asked me in an anxious voice, worrying that she would be rejected.

Even though she hadn’t shown this level of emotion regarding the upcoming duel, she was now worried about the possibility of rejection.

After staring at Tang Soyeol for a bit, I responded.

“...You really don’t have to make a condition for something like thi- “

“No.”

I was going to say it was fine, but Tang Soyeol cut me off abruptly.

In a very strict tone at that.

“...That loses its meaning.”

“What are you- “

“It sounds like I lost.”

“Huh?”

What was she on about?

He wanted to teach that little brat a lesson, no matter what.

‘It feels like the world is in your hands, right?’

He probably grew up arrogant due to his wealthy clan and prestigious master.

Which was why Bi Yeonsum wanted to teach him a lesson.

To show how pathetic a frog in a well really was.

“Start.”

The judge’s abrupt call was extremely faint.

But it was more than enough for all martial artists as they had enhanced hearing.

Immediately, Bi Yeonsum charged toward the boy.

The basics he had built through relentless training began to shine in this moment.

His legs remained steady and his eyes continued to look for an opening.

But even after getting so close to him, the boy didn’t move.

Did he give up?

‘Well, I feel bad if that’s the case, but...’

‘I have to continue to rise.’

To a higher spot.

‘I’ll make sure I don’t hurt you too much, though.’

Bi Yeonsum’s sword swung towards the boy.

His sword trajectory left a trace of his Qi.

A clean and precise strike.

Bi Yeonsum expected the fight to be over with this blow.

However...

The sword, which had swiftly headed towards the boy, missed him entirely.

‘What?’

The boy didn’t move an inch from where he was.

And Bi Yeonsum’s sword didn’t shake one bit.

‘But why did I miss, then?’

‘Let’s focus.’

He was in the middle of a duel and he did not have the leisure to get lost in his thoughts.

Bi Yeonsum immediately launched another strike...

“...!”

But his vision collapsed.

The boy’s eyes appeared to rise in Bi Yeonsum’s perspective, while his own vision descended.

His body wouldn’t listen even when he desperately tried to move it.

As he got closer to the ground, Bi Yeonsum realized.

It wasn’t that the boy rose...

Rather, it was that his own body was collapsing.

Thud!

Bi Yeonsum lost consciousness and rolled on the arena. But throughout this entire ordeal, Gu Yangcheon never once glanced at Bi Yeonsum.

“Er... Huuhh?”

This dumbfounded voice came from none other than the judge.

Even the judge, who should always remain silent and maintain his demeanor, became shocked at what he had just seen.

It all happened in a blink of an eye.

The duel was over in an instant.

Furthermore, even the judge, who belonged to the Murim Alliance’s swordsmen, couldn’t clearly see how Gu Yangcheon overpowered Bi Yeonsum.

“Can I leave now? I’m kinda in a hurry.”

After hearing Gu Yangcheon’s voice, the judge finally snapped out of his stupor.

“V-Victory goes to Gu Yangcheon!”

As soon as the victor was announced, Gu Yangcheon left the fighting stage without hesitation.

The arena, which should have been filled with heated cheering, was quiet.

It was because many of the spectators, who had watched the fight, were left speechless.

Hundreds of eyes looked at Gu Yangcheon in shock.

However, Gu Yangcheon moved hurriedly, seemingly unfazed by the attention.

His destination was none other than where the second group of the tournament was located.

It wasn’t really hard for him to find his destination.

All he had to do was go to the arena with the largest crowd.

‘...Please.’

I hoped that nothing bad would happen.

I held onto this hope subconsciously.

Breathless from my sprint, I saw a bluish-white hair in the middle of the crowd.

It seemed like Namgung Bi-ah went to search for Tang Soyeol as well after her duel.

I took a step closer but then came to a halt.

When I reached higher realms, it helped me gain better senses that told me many different things.

It allowed me to hear more things.

And to see things from a distance with greater clarity.

My shaky eyes went toward the arena stage.

Drip... drip...

Blood was staining the arena floor.

Tang Soyeol was on one knee, blood trickling from her mouth.

She didn’t seem to have any visible injuries, but her Qi flow was disrupted, indicating internal damage.

I swallowed dryly as I thought she was in danger, but...

“Whew...”

But Tang Soyeol spat out the blood in her mouth and got up once again.

She faltered midway.

It seemed like her body wasn’t listening to her. But even so, Tang Soyeol didn’t give up.

She wiped away the blood near her mouth with her clothes.

Blood smeared around her mouth as she couldn’t fully wipe it, but Tang Soyeol spoke without seeming to care.

“Thank you for waiting.”

A short thank you from her followed by a question.

“May I go once again?”

Even with her Qi and body refusing to listen to her properly, Tang Soyeol’s voice remained steady from start to finish.

It was the same for her eyes as well.

The way she spoke while looking at her opponent...

Rather than the daughter of a prestigious household...

She looked infinitely closer to a martial artist.

I turned my head to look at Tang Soyeol’s opponent.

I was curious about what he looked like right now.

Was he making an arrogant expression or did he display some remorse?

I assumed it would be one of the two.

“Hmm?”

However, when I checked that bastard’s face, I couldn’t help but let out a confused noise.

After all, Jang Seonyeon’s expression as he gazed at Tang Soyeol with his sword drawn...

Looked like he was quite shocked.

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