Chapter 110

Episode 110

‘Indeed... ... .’

I let out an exclamation to myself.

That’s how it should be.

If you are an elder, you should do at least this much.

The shamelessness of requesting an illegal match from Jisoo later, who has not yet joined the team, for the sake of Sogaju, the former member of Sega!

The term “iron-faced skin” must have been referring to something like this.

It could be said that this is a virtue that must be learned as a person who wants to become an elder in the future.

Manjunggeom said, handing over a scroll wrapped in a silk cloth.

“Here is a letter with the head of the family’s seal. “Read it.”

“.......”

The content of the letter was lengthy, but the gist of it was this.

Namgung Seong-Hoon, the owner of the small family of Sega, has a weak position as he is the son of a second wife with a humble background.

The first wife is looking for every opportunity to bring him down from Sogaju’s position.

He needs performance to solidify his position.

Therefore, there is a need to win the Yongbong branch.

‘This is so... ... .’

I felt somewhat sorry.

Namgung Seong-Hoon had enough skills to aim for the championship.

In fact, he was the person who won the Yongbong branch in his previous life.

If history had not changed due to my intervention, he would have been able to solidify his position based on his outstanding skills.

Of course, if you were to ask me if I had the intention to lose on purpose, that wasn’t the case.

“I’ll be honest. “I have watched all of your final matches so far.”

“.......”

“And I have come to a conclusion. “Sung Hoon will never be able to defeat you.”

“Is that why you came to see me like this?”

“I thought a lot about it before coming. “No matter how much it is done for Seonghoon’s sake, it can also be said to be an act of trampling on his pride.”

“The conversation we had here today will not reach anyone else’s ears. “I promise.”

“Thank you.”

Manjunggeom sighed, ‘Huh.’

He cleared his throat once and continued speaking in a serious tone.

“You know because you read the letter, but Seonghun must win the Yongbong branch. “Not only that child’s life but also the future of the family is at stake.”

“It’s a pretty heavy story.”

“The first wife is aiming for one thing. “The plan is to kick out Seonghun and put his own son in the position of Sogaju.”

“.......”

“That kind of situation should never happen. “If that poor guy becomes the head of the family, the Namgung family will be finished.”

“Is that possible? “It’s a family with hundreds of years of tradition.”

“It’s not like an exaggeration. “Not only me, but many others are worried about the future of our family.”

“I’m curious since you say that. “What kind of person is this that makes you criticize me like that?”

“Nearly two hundred and forty years old.”

“yes?”

“Namgoong-sang, that guy weighs 240 geun. How negligent must a man who is said to be the son of a warrior be so negligent in taking care of himself!”

“.......”

I felt like I could understand Manjunggeom’s feelings a little bit.

A talented person who was born as a child of a prestigious family and grew up receiving various supports from a young age is a fat pig.

Gasol’s gaze may not have been kind.

“Anyway, please. “Can’t you lose the match tomorrow?”

“Even if I lose, Namgung Seonghun Sohyeop will have to win two more matches to win.”

“You don’t have to worry about that part. “I can guarantee that among the contestants other than you, there will be no one who can beat Seonghoon.”

“.......”

“What can I do? “Would you please do me a favor?”

I placed my left hand on my forehead and closed my eyes.

I already had the answer in my head, but I thought I should at least show that I was thinking about it.

“If you grant me a favor, I will not only pay you compensation equivalent to the winning prize, but also provide various conveniences when you join the club in the future.”

There was no feeling of attraction.

Good sister and good suggestion from brother-in-law.

It was good for Namgung Family because they could solve their problems, and it was good for Hwayang Sangdan, which is in the midst of pioneering a new sales route, because it could acquire a large number of customers.

Of course, it was nice that I could also make a profit without giving up on winning the competition.

“How is it.”

“.......”

“Do you like my proposal?”

Manjunggeom’s eyes shook as if hit by a typhoon.

* * *

Waaaaa!

The Palgang match of the non-mulling competition was held with great success.

As soon as I declared the start, I unleashed the first attack of the Wolyeonggeom and put pressure on my opponent.

“Sigh!”

Namgung Seong-Hoon skillfully selected only the real grass and crushed it, then walked backwards to increase the distance.

He was definitely on a different level from the contestants he had faced so far.

Should we say that he is a person who learned martial arts directly from the King of Swords?

Kaang!

Let’s go!

He never overdid it.

They observed this side while maintaining a certain distance and made sharp counterattacks whenever possible.

The Namgung family’s sword technique contains the techniques of heavy swords.

Even if it was Cheonwoo Dojang, I judged that it would not be able to stand a chance against Namgung Seonghun.

‘It looks like he was hiding his state.’

The beginning of the peak at the age of mid-twenties.

It was a talent worthy of being called a genius.

‘but.’

Brain energy was overlaid on the surface of the sword, which was filled with shimmering energy.

Did he instinctively feel that the power contained in the sword strike was unusual?

Namgung Seong-Hoon gave up trying to fight back and dodged the attack by flipping his new type.

‘I knew it would come out like that.’

It is good to be cautious, but you must also know how to gamble when dealing with a high-level warrior.

Because if you don’t do that, you’ll never get a chance.

I went straight into the gap between my opponents.

With his back to the opponent’s abdomen, he stepped forward and twisted his body.

Cheolsango (鐵山靠).

Whoops!

Namgung Sung-Hoon’s new model flew through the air.

By the time he managed to regain his balance and land at the edge of the off-stage, the illusion of the Wolyeonggeom had already filled his entire face.

Twenty-third herbivorous month (水月).

Countless phantom blades passed through Namgung Seonghun’s body.

He used his family’s sword techniques with great spirit to erase illusions, but was eventually pushed by a real sword that suddenly flew in and fell to the bottom of the stage.

“victor! Yeonsun!”

The referee raised his voice as if he was waiting.

Huge cheers filled the stadium.

‘Now there are two games left.’

I relaxed my neck and stepped down from the stage, making a ‘tap’ sound.

The end of the Yongbong branch is not far away.

* * *

‘What is this again?’

That night.

Another guest came to Cheonho Gaekjan.

The old man who introduced himself as an elder of the Kunlun Sect said this to me.

“I’ll tell you straight. Could it be possible for you to intentionally lose in the final match? “I will make sure the case is not disappointing.”

I glared at the old man with an annoyed expression.

Has this old man gone senile?

Are you trying to placate me by giving me an inferior position?