Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 71

Episode 71. Hong Mong-a Hong Mong-a

This is because a foreign energy was felt within the Danjeon.

The feeling of being yourself but not being yourself…

It was never unfamiliar.

That’s because it was the energy of ‘Hongmong Great Law’ that I had already experienced enough times.

Han Ibi was very embarrassed.

‘Oh my. What’s going on? Why is Master Hong Mong squirming in this situation?…’

That was then.

Thump thump thump!

The sound of drums echoed everywhere, heightening the tension.

At that time, Seo Eui-jae said.

“Now, we will begin the final dance of the day and the battle between the two great disciples.”

He spread his hand and ash it.

Then again, the bright yellow talismans were scattered in all directions by the wind.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of drums rang out at a fast tempo.

– Wow!

A loud roar that felt as if one would prick one’s ears and fill the ‘Qingcheng Mountain’, a thousand-year-old Taoist sacred site.

At this moment, I didn’t have time to worry about the ‘foolish parachute disciple’ or anything else.

Only the excitement reminiscent of a festival filled Cheongseongsan Mountain.

Han Ibi’s ears were almost numb.

At that moment, a sharp voice suddenly broke through the noise.

“hey. I asked why you came to Cheongseong Mountain. No… Should I call you a priest now?”

It was Seongchun-don.

“That’s right. execution. “I asked.”

Han Ibi intentionally put more pressure on her tongue when pronouncing ‘death penalty.’

Seongchundon grinned and said.

“So, has the intended goal been achieved? Yes? “Why don’t you tell me the secret?”

“yes? “What’s the secret?”

“Okay…”

Then he walked towards Han Ibi and added in a low voice, so as not to be heard by others.

“I’m curious about the secret of how you captured Grandma Bok’s heart. I wonder if it hasn’t captured not only the mind but also the ‘body’?”

Such a bastard…

Han Ibi also spoke in a low voice.

“Be careful what you say. execution. “You can expose the secret of the death penalty in front of people.”

It is none other than a workplace where ‘drinking parties’ are held secretly on a regular basis.

Seongchundon said with a chuckle.

“Oh my! Be scared. It turns out that our priest is also very angry. But you shouldn’t talk about private conversations between men so carelessly.”

Han Ibi also fought back without losing.

“A noble man should never do something that others should not see.”

“Hahaha, you have truly become a saint. Yes… Oh, I see!”

Seong Chun-don suddenly shouted with a stern expression. Han Ibi said without realizing it.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Can’t you see?”

“What do you mean?”

“The eyes of the crowd watching us.”

Han Ibi heard those words and looked around.

Seong Chun-don said.

“A bunch of sturdy guys chatting among themselves… they seem to be full of complaints. ruler! “Shall we begin now?”

Han Ibi was even more nervous, but shouted excitedly.

If you read martial arts novels, you will notice that the main characters always pretend to be cool like this at least once.

“great.”

Whiing!

The sound of two people raising their wooden swords was heard at the same time.

Since the cardinal formula of the Cheongseong faction was used, the movements were exactly the same.

Of course… To be exact, it was thanks to Inki-an’s skill…

– Wow!

“awesome!”

“It’s pretty good!”

Even if it was Seongchun-don, it was unimaginable that Han Ibi’s Gisu-sik would be so full of spirit.

Because they thought that the moment they raised the wooden sword, the game would be decided.

Seong Chun-don said while raising one eyebrow.

“Come in first. Priests.”

Han Ibi also said with a grin.

“How dare I be rude to my brother?”

This is a line often recited in martial arts novels before a fight.

After doing this, if the elder gives in again, then he attacks…

Push!

Huh. What is this!

How can a wooden sword fly while making a sound like that?

Han Ibi was startled by the sudden attack.

Seong Chun-don was using the orthodox Cheongpung sword method.

It was somehow vicious, but…

Han Ibi, who saw the wooden sword flying towards her leg, was so scared that she couldn’t help but jump.

Seongchundon changed his mind and raised his sword again.

Then Han Ibi had no choice but to flail in the air and twist her body.

thud!

Thanks to this, I was able to avoid the attack, but I ended up hitting my butt on the floor in an ugly way.

So Eun-ri, who saw that scene, closed her eyes tightly as if she could not bear to see.

At that time, Seong Chun-don tilted his head as if it was strange and said.

“Hmm… That’s strange. Priests. Is this a new herbal diet? “It’s really refreshing to eat a plant-based diet using your butt.”

– Ha ha ha ha ha!

– Cluck cluck!

As Butt Banga’s embarrassment and Seong Chun-don’s jokes were added, the area around the off-stage literally became a sea of laughter.

Then I heard a loud noise.

Boom!

Then the eyes of the soldiers all turned towards that direction.

It was the sound of Elder Lee Shin-song, who was in the guest room, getting up from his seat and slamming the hilt of his sword on the floor.

“You guys! Do you guys dare to insult the Daecheongseong Sect’s long speech meeting? How dare you stand in this sacred place where there are long-time adults and other guests!”

Then, Seong Chun-don, who realized that the situation was unusual, apologized first and took the initiative.

“sorry. “I pledge to take my duties more seriously.”

So, Han Ibi had no choice but to follow suit…

He said, shaking off the temptation to rub his numb buttocks.

“Disciple… I promise.”

“joy!”

Then Lee Shin-song shook off his sleeve and sat down again.

Of course, the Qingcheng faction’s grounds became solemn in an instant.

Han Ibi’s face was also as stiff as possible.

However, the reason was not because the military leaders thought they were being criticized by Lee Shin-song.

‘It’s hard… it’s hard… it’s so… hard… ahhh…’

That’s right.

The black power writhing within the Danjeon….

It was because the energy of Hongmong Dafa was moving all over the lower abdomen.

It was applying continuous stimulation in accordance with the wind cycle, like waves playing on a fragile breakwater.

It’s as if he’s going to destroy everything if he gets caught in one place…

‘Fuck it. This… won’t suddenly explode, right? If you get caught, you will be branded as the devil of Sapa, no matter what, and everything will come to an end.’

So, to put it simply, it’s a ‘bad ending’.

Such a situation must be prevented somehow.

‘Whether I become porridge or a meal, I need to attack more quickly.’

Ebi Han said.

“Now I’m going to do it first. “I won’t give in.”

Seong Chun-don said.

“Hmph, has anyone ever stopped you?”

This time, Han Ibi went in with all her might.

His wooden sword struck at the top and middle points at the same time.

When Seong Chun-don blocked it, this time he swung the sword towards the middle and bottom at the same time.

Seong Chun-don again defended himself with his sword.

Perfect!

With the loud sound of trees hitting each other, Han Ibi turned around and stabbed the sword again.

Seong Chun-don defended it again. But… I felt like I was in a hurry.

Even some confusion could be seen on his face.

However, the same was true for the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were watching.

“What is that? “Is there something like that in our Qingcheng faction’s martial arts?”

“No, is that possible? “That… no, it seems right…”

This situation was also being replicated in the guest room.

I heard Nam Cheol-hong talking with a huff.

“No, that’s not the Qingcheng faction’s swordsmanship, is it? “This dance is not worth the money.”

Then, there was someone who made a mocking sound and said, ‘Hmph’, and it was Baek Beom-sang, who had achieved the position of elder with only martial arts skills.

Nam Cheol-hong said with a frown.

“what. Elder Baek.”

Baek Beom-sang said expressionlessly.

“Can you still say that you are a candidate for the Qingcheng faction?”

“What do you mean?”

“The swordsmanship that child uses is nothing more or less than Cheongseong’s martial art.”

Then Nam Cheol-hong answered with foam at the mouth.

“That’s not true. I have never heard or seen a sword road like mine. “Perhaps you are confused.”

Baek Beom-sang said with a grin.

“Who said ‘Geomro’?”

Then, several elders who were watching this argument also watched Han Ibi’s offensive again as if they realized something.

Then I soon realized.

What Baek Beom-sang said was true.

What Han Ibi was doing was not ‘swordsmanship’.

It was the martial arts ‘Maehojang’ of the Cheongseong faction that Han Ibi was most confident in.

Han Ibi felt it was a waste to throw away the martial arts martial arts he knew best, Maehojang, so he practiced it countless times with the intention of turning it into swordsmanship.

And through this out-of-guard strategy, Seongchun-don was put in trouble.

At that time, Lee Shin-song’s voice was heard.

“iced coffee! Right. It turns out that this kid named Zhongli-mae was quite a talented person. How did you come up with the idea to change your sword skills to swordsmanship? “What a mess!”

It wasn’t loud, but it was clearly audible from a distance, so it must have been weak.

Then Ki Baek-eom, who was allied with Bok Yeon-hwa, screamed.

“What are you doing! “It is strictly forbidden to give advice during the long essay contest!”

“What do you mean by giving advice? “I’m just saying what I have.”

But the situation on the off-stage was already turning.

Seong Chun-don, who had been struggling with not being able to determine the source of his martial arts attack and was focused on defense, once again turned to the offensive.

He was very astute, and after listening to Lee Shin-song’s words, he realized that Han Yi-bi’s swordsmanship actually came from the basics of ‘Maehojangbeop’.

An attack that pierces emptiness loses all its power the moment that emptiness is filled with truth.

Right now, Han Eibi was painfully realizing that law on the off-stage.

Just right, right, right!

Seongchun-don’s wooden sword, which quickly turned into an offensive attack, was rushing towards Han Ibi to bite it, and Han Ibi was defending it with all her might.

Moreover, there was one more worry playing in Han Ibi’s mind.

This is the unusual movement of Master Hong Mong.

The Great Law of Hongmong was normally quietly dormant, but from the moment I started dancing, it began to fluctuate rapidly.

Among the misfortunes, the fortunate thing is that the energy of ‘Hongmong Dabeop’ is being suppressed by some unknown force.

Or, to be more precise, on the one hand, Master Hongmong was trying to take control of Han Yi Fe’s consciousness, but on the other hand, he seemed to be fighting against an unknown force.

But I didn’t have the energy to think deeply about such things right now.

Sigh!

“Ahh!”

Han Ibi screamed.

This was because Seong Chun-don’s wooden sword carried tremendous energy and struck Han Ibi’s thigh.

The soldiers, including Bok Yeon-hwa, soon noticed.

The fact that Seong Chun-don intentionally hit his thigh.

That was the area where Bok Yeon-hwa struck when subduing Nam Cheol-hong.

So, it could be said that it was a kind of revenge for Master…

Anyway, Han Ibi was in so much pain that she felt like she was going to burst into tears at any moment.

At the same time, Master Hong Mong, who had been forcibly controlled, also began to growl internally, as if raising his head at any moment.

Sigh!

There was a loud sound again.

This time, I was hit on the left shoulder with a wooden sword.

It contained so much force that I wondered if it had broken.

‘Ah, Gaesiki.’

Cursing came out of me without even realizing it.

It seems that the guy named Hong Mong Dae-beop was equally enraged. Like a child kicking in the womb, it was continuously stimulating Han Ibi’s lower abdomen.

But where does one have the luxury to think like that?

Seong Chun-don’s wooden sword was striking Han Ibi’s torso and limbs like lightning again.

Han Ibi tried desperately to stop it…

but it wasn’t enough.

If four or five herbivorous attacks were launched, one of them had to be received with the body.

If you get hit, there will be black bruises.

At the same time, Han Ibi had to console and comfort Daebop Hong Mong, who seemed ready to explode at any moment.

‘Hongmong. Hongmong, I’ll do better, so please stay quiet!’

(Continued in the next part)