Chapter 108

Episode 108

Waaaaa!

The cheers of the audience filled the stadium.

Me and Changin Dojang got on the non-stage and stood facing each other.

Changin Dojang pointed his sword at me and said.

“You managed to get up here.”

“Are you referring to the fact that you made it to the top level after three finals, or are you referring to the fact that you were not disqualified due to an unfortunate accident?”

“Accident? “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Are you sure you don’t know?”

“What answer do you want to hear?”

“Your speech has become shorter while I haven’t seen you. “I think you showed at least some courtesy before.”

“Stop talking nonsense and quickly draw your sword.”

“I don’t like it.”

“...Are you sure you’re going to come all the way up here and give up the match?”

“Is that possible?”

“Reveal the mystery.”

“It’s just a ploy or something. “I’m saying there’s no need to even pull out your sword.”

“Are you insulting me?”

“You know very well.”

“You will regret it.”

What is regret?

I smiled and clenched my fists.

I could have worn the gauntlet I acquired through a bet with Hwang Bo-jin, but I decided to fight this match with bare fists.

‘Because you can’t feel your hand properly when you wear hand armor.’

As soon as the referee announced the start, Changin Dojang kicked off the ground and rushed forward.

The quickly extended sword flew in, aiming to bleed blood all over the body.

It was the beginning of the famous Four Day Sword Technique, the vision of the Jeomchang school.

I swatted away all the sword strikes as if shooing away flies, and then quickly entered the gap between the opponent and the enemy.

Changin Dojang clicked his tongue and stepped back to increase the distance.

Followed by a horizontal cut.

‘There is no need to go on a grand herbal diet.’

Absolutely! Quick!

A wave of energy formed on the fist, and brain energy was overlaid on its surface.

The condensation of brain energy that follows.

The burned area was numb, but I didn’t care.

The brain energy concentrated on one point penetrated the entire front in an instant.

Whoops!

With just one punch, Changin Dojang’s sword was cut in half.

Changin Dojang, caught up in the aftermath, tumbled awkwardly on the floor.

I released my hands and walked towards the Changin Dojang with a loud sound.

‘Sixteen strong in the finals. ‘It’s just the right time.’

There was a need to lay the groundwork in case the identity of the Homyeonhyeop (狐面俠) was soon revealed.

If it were a Changin dojo, there would be no shortage of it as the first offering.

The white thunder flag is shown for the first time in the finals.

The audience was enthusiastic about the spectacular technique.

Unlike when I had my first match with Seonhye Dojang, there were many people cheering and chanting my name.

No one would have thought that an unknown late Jisoo with a humble background would overwhelm even the first disciples of the Jeomchang school.

“Get up. “I’m so sad that it has to end like this.”

“How dare you...”

Changin Dojang, who struggled to get up, glared at us with bloodshot eyes.

I nodded in satisfaction and pumped my fists into the air one after another.

The sixth herbivorous fighting fist of the wall power.

A young fighter with a knack for striking attacks.

A punch flew into the air and struck Changin Dojang’s entire body.

“Ugh!”

The power of Herbivory itself is not very high, but it can be cast continuously, making it easy to keep in check.

It was an herbivore that I did not like to use on a regular basis because if I used it too much, it was extremely draining of my energy and it was easy to read the path.

If the goal was simply to keep the opponent in check, it was better to use the illusion of the Wolyeonggeom.

And as the Jeomchang faction is a large martial force that dominates the Old Daemun faction, it has a great influence on the Murim alliance.

As a member of the Murim Alliance, they didn’t necessarily want to cause conflict with the Jeomchang faction, but I couldn’t understand what they were thinking by consigning Changin Dojang.

‘Is it because it was discovered that you were trying to disqualify me in an unfair way?’

I wondered if Maeng would increase his work to this level for a reviewer with a humble background, but it was not entirely unlikely.

I knew one person who would do something like this.

‘Pang Mun-hwan.’

A conversation I had with him a while ago while walking by the lake came to mind.

[It would be difficult to officially announce and punish the wrongdoing. There is no physical evidence, and above all, he did not break any rules.]

[Unofficially, he seems to be saying that he can be punished as much as he wants.]

[Is that possible?]

I thought that maybe he had taken some kind of action.

I clicked my tongue and left the place.

‘I said I would resolve it on my own.’

First of all, it seemed necessary to meet Pang Mun-hwan and hear his story.

* * *

“I didn’t do it.”

“yes?”

“It seems that there was a misunderstanding that the warriors mobilized to transport Changin Dojang were members of the Hyunmudae, but I have never given any instructions to my subordinates.”

Peng Mun-hwan spoke clearly and shook his head.

I was dumbfounded, thinking he must have done something.

“Then who...”

“I don’t know. One thing is certain: it is not something that someone of ordinary status would order. “If it’s to the extent of urgently convening Hyeonmu members who are busy with an event and issuing orders...”

“Has Dojang Chang-in committed a serious sin that I don’t know about?”

“I don’t know about that.”

“.......”

I rubbed my chin and was lost in thought.

Because Changin Dojang was confiscated, not only did personal revenge become impossible, but it also became difficult to collect compensation for the bet.

If it had been Pang Mun-hwan’s actions, I would have protested, but since he said no, I couldn’t figure out what to do.

Lee Kang-hak, who was drinking tea together and eavesdropping on the conversation, suddenly said.

“A person with the authority to emergency summon and command Hyeonmu members must be quite a big name. Probably one of three. “Mengju military elder.”

I put down the teacup and leaned against the back of the chair.

First of all, it seemed like there would be a need to watch the situation a little more.

‘As expected, Sohyeongeom was involved...?’

* * *

Two days later.

An old man visited Cheonho Gaekjan.

The appearance of the old man caused a commotion.

That’s because he was, in a sense, as famous and influential as the Murim Lord.

I sat across the table from the old man with a puzzled expression.

“I didn’t expect you to come visit me so suddenly.”

“I think your curiosity has peaked by now.”

“......?”

“We have guests, so why not bring them a cup of tea?”

“Please change your seat. “I know of a place where I’ve had some decent baserunning.”

“It is done. “I’m not that leisurely.”

Baek Woo-seon’s pattern embroidered on the sleeve of the bachelor’s gown caught the eye.

I swallowed dry saliva and asked.

“I’m asking just in case. Noya, are you senior Zhuge Huan, a soldier of the Murim Alliance?”

“Why are you asking when you are already sure?”

The group standing behind and watching looked shocked.

It was the moment when what I had hoped for became reality.

“First of all, I have a story to tell you.”

“What is?”

“Something about the Changin Dojo.”

“...!”

My shoulders trembled as I accepted the teaware brought by Dojang Cheonwoo.

Why is there suddenly a story about Changin Dojo here?

“I was the one who ordered him to be transported.”