Baek Cheon's face was tense.
Then across from him stood Chung-Myung.
Every time he stood opposite Baek Cheon, he would always show signs of annoyance with a loose, half-open face.
But not now.
Chung-Myung, who held the sword in the middle of the line, felt a heavy pressure. And the eyes staring at Baek Cheon were sinking cold.
You mean it?’
Baek Cheon cleared his short breath.
I don't think I can win, but I didn't want to lose.
He gave strength to his toes as if he were grabbing the ground, and relaxed his wrist.
Completely what you've got it!’
And at that moment, Chung-Myung started to move.
Without a surprise, Baek Cheon floated up to Ho Gong. That's the only way to avoid the sword sweeping the floor.
And at that moment.
Oh, my god!
Chung-Myung immediately jumped the plum swords against each other and stormed toward Baek Cheon. The sword, raised high in the sky, shone brilliantly under the sun.
Love, love, love and sorrow!
The sword was struck in one fell swoop.
Baek Cheon managed to block over his head, frightened by the force of a sword coming across his head.
One. At that moment.
Just before the sword touched, Chung-Myung folded his wrist and pulled the sword inward.
At that moment, Baek Cheon's sword, which separates Ho Gong from his eyes, and the sword's sword, which is pointed at him, were carved like a fire.
With a fierce force, the inspection flew into his eyes, and soon the world was blackened.
Baek Cheon's face got wet with cold sweat when he got off the floor.
Chung-Myung's inspection was standing right in front of his eyes. If he hadn't stopped at the end, his eyes would have burst out of sight by now.
I love you.
Baek Cheon, who was staring blankly at Chung-Myung, who was testing the collected sword, stole sweat from his face with his sleeve. And he politely captured the gunned down.
Chung-Myung, who gave a light example, turned around and looked over at other disciples watching Daeryeon. Hawasan's disciples surrounded the area without missing a single one and watched the war.
"Did you see that?"
"What I felt."
Hwasan's disciples looked at Chung-Myung with a vague face. I watched from beginning to end, but it was hard to come up with the answer as to what I should have seen in this battle.
"We're still a long way off?”
Chung-Myung smirked at Jo-Gol's answer.
"Well, that's not wrong either."
The shrugged Chung-Myung continued.
"What I was trying to say is a matter of style."
"Yes, the way."
Slowly nodding, Chung-Myung looked back at Baek Cheon.
"I hate to say it myself, but I'm pretty good at it. Now you can be treated like a top-notch inspection anywhere in Gangho."
This is Baek Cheon, who won against the shaman's two great disciples and helped in the fight against Jang Nilso. Now, even for Baek Cheon, the term "reviewer" doesn't suit him.
Objectively speaking, Chung-Myung's evaluation is rather poor.
"But is that why you're so strong?"
Chung-Myung, who asked the question, shook his head.
"No, not really."
It was hard to understand. He's good, but he's"This is the fundamental problem of the Sword of the Partisans, especially Doga's. It's just an attempt to enlighten Doga's blackness. The sword itself cannot be the purpose."
Chung-Myung pulls out the sword again.
"That's why it's honest."
The sword, which had been lifted up, slowly lowered down.
"Of course, Doga's sword also contains a number of tricks to beat his opponent. But like those Sapa and Maddo, they don't exist only for that purpose. It's basically the black culture of Doga.”
Jo-Gol nods his head.
Come to think of it, when they were facing each other, Baek Cheon focused on the sword itself, while Chung-Myung used the plum to attract attention and sprayed a sword down to aim for the bridge.
The same is true when the sword hits at the last minute.
While Baek Cheon tried to compete fairly with sword and sword power, Chung-Myung did not deal with the power and aimed at Baek Cheon's eyes with a sword handle.
This is a trick that is not taught in Hwasan.
"The action is harsh."
Chung-Myung's voice subsides.
"Of course, Hwasan's sword is great in itself. But there's something we can't deal with with with Hwasan's sword. No check in the world teaches how to deal with a fallen person when he or she hangs on his or her leg, or how to deal with an incoming person who stabs him or her with the determination to throw his or her life behind his or her back."
"It is not a sword that exists to fight, but a sword that exists to cultivate."
Baek Cheon nodded slowly.
He also felt clearly as he faced Jang Nilso this time. He even felt helpless in the face of malice that he used every means he had to hurt the enemy's body and rush to die.
"We can't deal with all the people with that.”
And…… the same is true of the manga that they will have to fight in the same is true of the manga.
In the past, Hwasan used the sword he trained honestly. Even in the early days of the war on the Magyo.
But as the war grew longer and battles and battles piled up, their swords began to change little by little. To survive, to knock down the enemy, it changed more realistically and more aggressively.
If several people had survived the war, Hwasan's sword might have changed significantly. But it was not said later whether it was the black misfortune of Hwasan that had changed.
Yoon-jong opened his mouth with a stiff face.
"Are we supposed to learn that now?"
Chung-Myung's face hardened slightly when he heard it.
I was terrified.….’
The meaning of Yoo-Esul's words was here.
It's more of a Chung-Myung sword than a Hwasan sword, to be fair. Chung-Myung's sword, which was established in many real-life situations, and it is a unique sword technique that does not prove that Hwasan's essence will not be disturbed.
That's why I hesitated to pay.
Although he supplemented the shortcomings of the plum test he felt himself, it was close to the original theory. The deadly sword to kill the opponent was not handed down.
In the first place, Hwasan's sword does, so the last long-running Hwasan's disciples have kept their students from losing control. It was because he knew that the spirit of Munpa could be shaken even if a little bit of life was buried at the end of the sword.
But now what Chung-Myung is trying to do is the opposite.Chung-Myung, who worked so hard to reestablish Hwasan's spirit, is now doing something that might cloud Hwasan's spirit.
Chung-Myung was silent, slightly biting his lips. Then he nodded slowly a long time later.
"Yeah, I have to learn.”
But there is no other way.
If all of them can make it to the extreme within three years, they will not have to deliver such swordsmanship. If the situation hadn't gone so fast, it would have taken everyone easy over the decades to the extent of Hawsan.
But things have changed so much.
The war came sooner than I thought, and there is no way to avoid the war altogether.
Then there's only one thing Chung-Myung has to do.
Not to repeat the same thing.
What is wrong can always be corrected. I can revive it even if the spirit is down.
As long as there are people.
If anyone can carry on with that, one day, Hwasan will be able to find where he really belongs to him. Because a ditch is like water after all.
What Chung-Myung has to do is not pass on a high degree that he doesn't understand to Hwasan.
To keep those who have the will from disappearing. The death penalty allows even one more person to survive.
"A real-life sword...….”
Baek Cheon said with a strange smile.
"That sounds interesting."
Chung-Myung said with a curt face.
"Don't take it easy. The reason why real swordsmanship is called real swordsmanship is that you can't learn it by wielding a sword alone. You'd rather go out to the battlefield and be stabbed to death.”
"That would be more fun."
Baek Cheon lifted the sword.
"There's nothing to explain. I've already made enough resolutions. I think it's better to swing another knife at a time like this, don't you think?"
Chung-Myung looks at Baek Cheon silently.
Baek Cheon experienced a devastating defeat a while ago. Perhaps the moment the prosecution flew into my eyes, I felt death-like fear. That's what Chung-Myung intended.
But now there's not a single hesitation in Baek Cheon's eyes.
The corners of Chung-Myung's mouth rolled up slightly.
I don't know if I was worried.’
I find out again.
These are not Chung-Myung.
Chung-Myung mastered the devilish sword in that extreme situation. However, there is no reason for them to be like that.
They're much more mastery than Chung-Myung, and they walk much more than Chung-Myung.
It's nothing more than an arrogant idea to worry about misdetermining Hawsan's future.
It is all of them who determine the future of Hwasan.
"So what should I do?"
"……Well, it's simple."
Chung-Myung smirks at Baek Cheon's question.
"Just for today, I need to die a hundred times.”
"Then you'll swing your sword desperately, even if you want to live."
Chung-Myung, who scratched the floor with a sword, stared at Baek Cheon with a demon-like face.
"It's easy to talk. Let's see where you can put it.”
"Do it, you son of a b*tc*."
"Don't f*ck with me!"
Chung-Myung rushed in with a violent attack.A vague smile lay around his mouth.