Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 712

Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 712

-You are the hope of Shaolin.

This is something Yuyeon has heard her entire life while living in Shaolin.

From the day I first showed off my talent to the day I am now.

When he noticed. He was already called Hope in Shaolin.

-A child of only ten years old unfolded the Baekbo Shinken.

-Not only the level, but also the speed at which it progresses is on a whole different level.

-That child is a gift from heaven. I’m sure he will become the best person in the world in the future.

He found out later that Shaolin’s predecessors had repeatedly had doubts about him.

I don’t know what the higher-ups talked about. Yuyeon has received great welcomes three times so far.

I received this great welcome three times in my life.

I received one at the age of twelve when I unfolded the Hundred Step Priesthood.
When I turned 15, I reached my peak and received my second dose.
When I turned 18, I received the last one and ascended to Hwagyeong.

The Murim League immediately found out about Yuyeon’s condition and spread the news throughout the central region.

The youngest Hwa-kyung was born.

The emergence of a comet who will lead Shaolin.

In this way, Yuyeon’s name spread throughout the central region.

Divine Dragon.

Before you knew it, Yuyeon was being called Shinryong.

It has become the summit of the Six Dragons and Three Peaks and a representative late-life index of the era.

After hearing the news, Yuyeon immediately asked the room manager.

Why do you think you are a divine dragon?
When I asked a question, Cheonan, the room leader, said to Yuyeon:

He says he dreams of an invisible future.
It was a choice for a future that must change.

It was something I couldn’t understand.
However, Yuyeon did not refute the words. Because if it was the room leader’s will, it had to be followed.

but.

It was just a shame.

The stage of the Yongbong branch meeting that I once saw.

What is the meaning of holding on to the name of Shinryong when one cannot rise to the top?

Yuyeon felt sorry for that.

Also, what is the meaning of a reputation created by lies?
Yuyeon knew that there was a lie mixed in with her name.

How can you not know?

He had seen everything with his own eyes.

-Shanseo-gu wins Guyangcheon.

Yongbong branch someday.

The one who dominated the stage there with overwhelming force.
And the one who stood with a noble attitude, holding on to victory.

-Waaaa!!

Yuyeon’s eyes were hot as she watched from afar.
The cheering that I heard invaded my ears and entered my mind.

That was the memory of the Yongbong branch that Yuyeon remembered.

All those scenes are embedded in the mind through the eyes.

Yuyeon, who was younger than she is now, saw this and her heart heated up.

A boy on stage with a blunt expression or as if he didn’t like something.
That sight was a huge shock to Yuyeon.

What should I say?

A win that earned the cheers of the audience. An attitude as if it had nothing to do with it.

Those actions and appearances were strongly embedded in Yuyeon’s mind.

Why?
I can not know.

It just happened that way.

If I hadn’t come out of Shaolin that day out of defiance, and if I hadn’t secretly seen Yongbongjihoe. These are probably things you didn’t know about.

But, I saw it.

And I recognized that sight.

No, you would have already found out by then.

From the moment I was given the name Shinryong.
Even when I see smiling adults who call me a genius or give me hope and give me a boost.

Yuyeon found out.

Himself.

It’s not Shinryong.

Himself.

Not a real genius.

The real thing is already out there in the world.
Instead of curling up in a cage like you are, it is already spreading its wings.

Then, where are your wings?

‘Shinryong? ‘What is Shinryong?’

Yuyeon laughs self-deprecatingly and crouches even more.
If it had wings, it probably would have pulled them off itself.

What meaning does the wings someone gave you have?
Yuyeon thought there would be nothing.

It’s stuffy and stuffy.
Yuyeon started a shallow deviation as if to vent out her emotions.

-You are hope.

-It is the hope of Shaolin.

-I’m glad I have you.

The words I heard countless times a day become daggers and pierce my heart.

I couldn’t bear it so I went outside to avoid the snow.
It was inside Hanam at best, but even that was an aberration for him.

It was winter that day.
It was a time when Yuyeon was not yet called Shinryong.

It was snowing and it was cold outside. My hands are cold.
This is a weather where the cold feels particularly harsh even when you wear thin clothes.

Even though I was shaking, I was okay.
I could have embraced the warmth surrounding the bet, but I didn’t.

I wanted to feel this cold a little more.
At least this feeling was better than being frustrating.

-Ha….

I blew on my cold palms.
The warmth I created myself permeates me.

The warmth I created myself.
Yuyeon stroked her hand at the strange sound.

A winter as cold as frost. I was at an age where this would have been better than rising to the top.

That was how Yuyeon was at that time.

Maybe that’s why it was like that.

-What are you doing here?

Those days when I was particularly lonely.
If anything, that meeting was the starting point.

Yuyeon quickly covered her face with a cloth and raised her head at the sound of a dry voice.

-…!!

Seeing the owner of the voice, Yuyeon widened her eyes without realizing it.
It was him.

The person I saw above Yongbong Branch.

A boy now called Jinryong.
He said he was the same age as me.

I never thought we would meet here.

He was looking at himself with a strange gaze.

-What are you doing here when the weather is like this?

-…Ah…Ah….

Yuyeon couldn’t even reply to what he said.

Clothes that are much thinner than you are.
Clothes that look damp from sweat and a somewhat tired expression.

Is it an illusion?

When I met him, I felt the cold go away.
It seemed like the temperature around me had risen.

-Hmm.

He nods his head as he sees himself unable to respond.

-Have you eaten your meal?

-….

I didn’t answer this time either. However, as if the answer was not important, there was already something in his hand.

-If you haven’t eaten, eat that at least. It was delicious. I come all the way here just to eat this.

He said with a grin.
Yuyeon had to look away from the warm food placed on her hand.

It was a dumpling.

-….

Meat was placed on the palm of a person who abstains from eating meat.

Yuyeon, embarrassed by this, tried to say something, but he was already walking away.

Should I call you?
Yuyeon thinks about it for a while.

– Confucius, did you buy it again?

-huh.

-I said I would buy it.

-it’s okay. I had something to come out at the moment. Ah, but there was a strange rumor in the guesthouse….

A woman appears, approaches the young man, and begins a conversation.
After seeing that, Yuyeon couldn’t bear to call him.

I just quietly looked at the dumplings in my hands.

-…

If there was a problem, it must have been then.
A time when I couldn’t tolerate deviation.

Surely, that was the problem.

“…”

Yuyeon looked at half of her belt that had fallen on the floor.

When was it cut?
I didn’t see the sword approaching or the attack hitting me.

-Please concentrate.

The woman’s words linger in my ears.
Yuyeon raised her head and looked straight ahead.

A woman with blonde hair and golden eyes.
She was a beauty that made your heart beat just by looking at her.

The best sword in the world.
The successor of Prince Wihyo.

It is a trace of the leader who was called the best of all time. One of the homework you must overcome.

No, rather than your own homework.

‘Homework of Shaolin and Murim Alliance.’

Yuyeon had already guessed Maeng’s meaning.
Thinking about that makes me feel uncomfortable again.

I want to quickly run away from here and run to my guesthouse.
I wanted to go and eat dumplings.

This was a habit that Yuyeon developed from that day.

When you feel stuffy and stuffy.
Running outside of Shaolin and eating dumplings.

It was a consolation to myself that arose from that day.

But, that can’t be done now.
So, Yuyeon calmly took a deep breath.

After looking at the woman for about a count of three, I automatically began to chant the Buddha’s name.

It has a devilish appearance.

It was a very difficult task for Yuyeon, who had no tolerance for women.

Sigh.

Rather than spitting out words, Yuyeon took a stance.

Slightly extend your left hand forward. Repair your lower body.

“thank you.”

He then expressed gratitude rather than an apology.

“Thanks to you, I came to my senses.”

barely.

I really barely came to my senses.
It came back.
The reason you are here. I kept thinking about that.

Slurp.

Seeing Yuyeon’s appearance, the woman, Wi Seol-ah, also takes a pose.
That moment.

Saaaa—!!!

An enormous amount of energy pours into Yuyeon.

It felt like dozens of sword tips were aimed at me.
It’s bloody.

Cold sweat naturally flows.

Feeling that kind of threat.

“Whoa…”

Yuyeon let out a soft breath.

at the same time.

Sigh.

I slowly raised my fist.
In Wei Seol-ah’s opinion, the pace is slow.

Wei Seol-ah, who was watching the slow thrusting movement, suddenly frowned.

It’s not because it’s an insignificant movement.
Rather, it is the opposite.

Hiss!

Wei Seol-ah moves her body quickly.
This was a move solely for evasion.

The choice was right.

Tung…

Yuyeon’s fist touches the air.
That moment.

Mount Tai poured down on the location where Wei Seol-ah was.

Kuaaaaaa—!!

“…!!!”

The eyes of the referee outside the off-stage widen.
A gust of wind swept through the first volume.

“Bae, Baekbo Divine Fist!”

Someone shouted from the stands.

“It is the Hundred Treasures Divine Fist of Shaolin…!”

A fist with overwhelming destructive power.
The season of Shaolin, which throws out its fist and returns everything to nothingness.

Yeon-yeon demonstrates an extreme martial art that only a few of the Shaolin Buddhist monks use.

Just once.
With that one volume, Yuyeon proved her presence.

“Waaaaa–!!”

Cheers erupt.

The youngest Hwa-kyung.
Yuyeon began to show the value of that innocent name.

“…”

A cheer similar to that time.
Even while hearing this, Yuyeon’s expression remains silent.

Their voices were not heard.

Roll your eyes quickly.

Tuk.

I felt a presence.
Immediately, Yuyeon turns her head.

Easy profit-!! The blade grazed my cheek.

He turned his head and rotated his body.
Use that rotational force to give strength to your lower body.

Whirling-! My toes crossed the air.

Kuung-!
Yuyeon’s toes collide with Wei Seol-ah’s sword, and the bet explodes.

Kwaaang-!
It was a huge sound.

The ripple effect is so great that the vibrations even reach the audience seats.
Goosebumps ran down the spectators’ bodies from the tingling pressure.

One sum.
Wei Seol-ah, who experienced this, tried to let the attack go rather than block it.

‘Strong.’

The opponent was too strong.

Swish-! Hold the handle differently and use the sword body to attack Yuyeon.
I was planning on snuggling into his arms.

Huh-!

“…!”

By the time she made that decision, Yuyeon’s fist was already approaching Wei Seol-ah’s face.

I raised my head and dodged.

Kuaaaaang-!!

The White Treasure Divine Power explodes and passes over Wei Xue’er.

It feels like my skin will be torn by the passing air.

Yu Xue’er frowned and released air pressure.

Golden energy.

Wolseonmu Sword’s refreshing bet begins to surround Wi Seol-ah’s body.

The movement accelerated.

The steel seeps into the sword.
Yu Xue’er’s hair slowly began to shine.

Gigi geek-! I spread my steps and slightly widened the distance.
The martial art of Baekbo Shinken has a long range.

I pay attention to that and look away.

“Whoop!”

Yuyeon was also energized.

Pushushusuk-!
The movement of energy is so strong that steam comes out due to friction.

A yellow energy similar to the golden energy of the Wolseon Martial Sword.

Yuyeon and Wi Seol-ah, energized by each other, faced each other.

“…”

“…”

There was no conversation between them.
It is not necessary. Because we finished the necessary conversation with the sum of what we just said.

That’s it!

The spirits of the warriors are mixed.

As a result, a vibration occurred and dust rose into the air above the non-stage.

Wei Seol-ah’s gentle-looking eyes changed into sharp eyes. Cold sweat also formed on her skin.

Let’s look at each other for a moment.

Grumbling.

Wei Xue’er’s sweat slowly rolled down her cheeks and towards her chin.
The water droplets that formed there soon fall to the ground.

Talk.

The moment the beads of sweat hit the floor.

Whoosh!

Kuuuuung-!!

Two warriors clashed.

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Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa while at while at while at while at at at least at least?

A tremendous amount of betting.
The shape is like a gust of wind in a typhoon.

A wind mixed with gold and yellow blows.

bang-! Kwaaang-!

There are tremors everywhere, as if there was an earthquake.

It’s strong. Yet it is heavy.

Even though both actions had the same amount of bet, the level of ripple effect was different.

“Huh…huh…”

“Well, isn’t that a ridiculous fight…?”

“What…! “Are you really saying that this is a fight between late exponents?”

Aside from admiration, I can’t even express my astonishment.
Everyone had to fall as if they had encountered an illusion.

It was so intense that even the fighters who were fighting on the off-stage right next to them stopped and watched the fight.

Flash-!!

A flash of light flashes.

Yu Xue’er’s sword light flashed dozens of times in a second.

It looked like twinkling stars.

In comparison, Yuyeon’s strikes are much less frequent.

Kuung-! Thump thump-!

A single ringing sound in the gap of a flash of light.

However, in terms of power, it cannot be compared to numbers.
His one move shook the whole world.

The Baekbo Shinjeon contains the martial arts of enlightenment in one blow.

A single eclipse resembles the eclipse of Tua Pacheommu.

Considering that the activation conditions and actions are similar, it is probably….

‘The amount of bet used will be similar.’

The difference is that Baekbo Shinkwon focused on destroying things.
Does it mean that Tua Pacheonmu meant tearing things apart?

The difference must be particularly large. In the end, the feeling is similar.

The higher the power and the greater the vibration, the more bets there are.
Shinryong was using that kind of power one after another.

‘How big is the betting pot?’

I can do that lightly.
That’s thanks to the experience I gained in the past, but what on earth is that guy doing?

Others call it a special move and use it as a normal move if it is not easy to use.
It feels absurd. Are you crazy?

‘Is this really how other people feel when they look at me?’

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

Kuaaaaaaah—!!!

Every time the Hundred Treasures Divine Power exploded, it tore through the air.
The condensed bet as well as the enlightenment contained within it are admirable.

Yes, I mean, I’m impressed.

‘Shaolin… you crazy bastards.’

What on earth did Shaolin create?
The more I watch the battle between Shinryong and Wei Seol-ah, the more I laugh.

The reason was no different.

‘This is different from my previous life.’

I haven’t encountered much of him,

a demon monk who was active as a demon in his past life .

I saw him briefly when he died.

Gwiseung was clearly strong at that time.
I don’t deny that.

The guy was strong.
To put it mildly, he was a warrior strong enough for the Heavenly Man to come out and kill him directly.

but.

It is unknown whether Shinryong was that strong during the late Jisoo era.

No, it must have been strong.
Therefore, regardless of the location of Shaolin, he would have been called Shinryong.

However, even so.

“…What is that guy?”

It probably wasn’t that bad.

That’s right too.

‘How do you use your power of heart…?’

Although the divine dragon was imperfect, it clearly touched the mental image.

A word from the author (author review) Thank you for reading today. ( _ _ )

As it was a simple surgery, it went well.
Now it looks like I will be forced to go through a recovery period.

I’ll have a good rest.

Thank you for staying by my side despite the limited writing.

I will always write for you.