Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 720

Childhood Friend Of The Zenith Chapter 720

“I’ll just ask because I don’t know.”

After the third martial arts festival, the training ground at night.

I asked while watching Paezon doing personal training.

“Are you crazy?”

“What man?”

Paezon, who was holding a rock the size of a shelter, looked at me.

That expression was full of bewilderment rather than anger.

“Now, you’re even swearing at your teacher.”

“no… .”

After spitting out words, he quickly swung his fist.

Whoop-!

Kwaang-!

I smashed the rock that flew at my face.

My wrist feels numb.

As if that was a bad thing, that person wrapped his strength around a rock and threw it.

“Your facial expression is amazing.”

“Does it look good?”

“Nothing bad. “Didn’t I do what you wanted?”

“… ha… .”

Nothing bad? I just sighed as I looked at the rock fragments scattered on the floor.

“The world has become much worse… ?”

Shit.

There was no other way to express it.

This is truly a mess.

“Thanks to the elders, I wasn’t even able to finish half of the martial arts festival.”

From the third final, only one non-stage was prepared.

I prepared in a way that even a decent blow wouldn’t make a dent.

It must have been made so that even if it was slightly cracked or broken, it could be repaired.

‘How do I repair that?’

There are degrees of that too.

This means that if you cannot remember the original shape, it cannot be said to be repaired.

‘That’s not repair, it’s just like making a new one.’

Who knew?

Who would have thought that a single warrior would make such a mess on the non-stage where all seasons have been mixed together?

I looked at Pazon with slightly squinted eyes.

‘Did you say Pacheon?’

Tuapacheonmu my typo. Pacheon (破天).

This is the martial art used by Faezon against the King of Tao in this martial arts festival.

It was also a power I had never seen before.

‘… ‘Destroy the sky.’

It is an extremely arrogant word to call it the name of a martial artist.

but.

‘I really think I might break it.’

Now that I have seen its majesty with my own eyes, I cannot dare to deny it.

It was so powerful that just looking at it made my body tremble.

‘What is that destructive power?’

I can still see Paejon using Pacheon.

A gray sphere that has excessively compressed and condensed energy.

It was artificially detonated and exploded, and the destructive power that came from it was enormous.

‘How did they operate it?’

What was the feeling at that time?

Where did the flow of bets expressed by Faezon go?

‘The source of the bet is, of course, Tuapachonmoo.’

I would have used the energy that started there.

‘How is such detailed application possible?’

The essence of Tuapacheonmu is ‘destruction.’

Just casting it causes pain to the owner.

Destructive power is added to martial arts based on energy that is rough and powerful enough to cause pain.

It’s difficult to control.

It must be a martial arts skill that is more difficult to control.

‘At that time, Paizon applied energy very delicately.’

How is that possible?

It’s simple(?) to endure the pain. It was a different story to put that much of an arbitrary bet into a concrete form and capture it.

In the meantime, something is familiar.

‘If you think about it, it resembles Yeomok.’

Compression, condensation, and rotation added to the flame.

Although Nine Flame Hwarungong was equally rough, he was not as disobedient as Tua Fa Tianmu, so it was possible.

To put it the other way:

‘Even if it is possible to do Nine Flame Hwaryun Gong. They say I can’t eat tuapacheon radish.’

Paezon did this.

When you think about it, it’s not strange.

Even if I couldn’t do it, it was natural for me to lose.

‘Because he is the Grand Master.’

A person who creates martial arts that did not exist before and pave the way alone.

There are many geniuses who learn martial arts and advance their level, but there are very few who create martial arts based on this.

Tuapacheonmu is a one-man legend.

It is a martial art that, at most, barely half a century has passed since it was created.

This is called Shingong, along with other martial arts that have been practiced for centuries.

Does this really make sense?

‘No way. But that old man did something that couldn’t be done.’

Artificial round bone transformation caused by a deep hole.

An herbivore that can put you into a trance on its own.

Just one of them had two powers that would go down in history.

What kind of person is the loser who created that?

‘First of all, I am not in my right mind.’

That was certain.

anyway.

‘The important thing is how to use typos… .’

“This is it. “Who is calling someone crazy?”

“… !”

Around the time he was shaking his head hard.

It was only then that I came to my senses after hearing Paezon’s words.

“Even when you say something, your thoughts go somewhere else. Was that that impressive?”

Even got caught.

Paezon seemed to know right away what I was concerned about.

“Don’t be impatient. “It is a power you will learn anyway.”

“… Show me something like that and don’t be impatient? “That is a contradiction.”

I know it was shown intentionally.

Rather, he would have wished for that old man to be in this situation.

‘Look at this and think about it.’

typo.

Now that I am learning and refining my four formulas, the typos were displayed right in front of my eyes.

That too.

“You even suffered internal injuries.”

“… ”

Pazon doesn’t respond to what I say and avoids his eyes.

At the same time, eyes turned to his arm.

The arm that was holding the rock just a moment ago.

Rattling-.

The arm was trembling slightly.

‘Ugh.’

When I look at it, I can’t help but sigh and feel hungry.

I had to force myself to endure it.

“Did you really have to go to that lengths to do it? “Thanks to you, there was an uproar.”

The last of Mutuje.

Originally, more secret dances should have been held later, but today’s secret dances were discontinued after the secret dances of Faejon and Daowang.

The reason is that there is no off-stage to deal with.

‘Honestly, as I said, you can just do it on the ground… .’

Unfortunately, this is Hanam.

Hanam is where the martial arts festival is located, and the martial arts festival was held not anywhere else but at Murim Maeng.

Will these people start martial arts on the ground just because they destroyed the non-stage?

‘There’s no way around it.’

Meng are those who consider the world’s perception more than anyone else.

Such a shabby martial arts system would not be tolerated.

-When the non-stage is completed again, we will hold a non-fighting festival.

So, that was the decision Meng made.

‘Tsk.’

Because of that, I was in a disappointing position.

‘The plan went wrong.’

At best, it was a plan set according to the date.

At least two days until the non-stage is completed again. It is three days at most.

Fortunately, I had the ingredients to make a spare, so I was able to catch it like that. I don’t know how long it would have taken if it had been later.

‘You crazy bastards. Why do you say you’re going to mix a whole year with a non-stage?’

Wouldn’t it take a long time to mix those expensive things together?

‘I probably thought that if I mixed it, it wouldn’t break.’

Could it be that they expected that everything would be so small that they would have to make a new one?

Even I wouldn’t have been able to do it.

Who knew?

‘I never thought there would be a loser in the martial arts system.’

It is not enough that the Three Venerables returned to their homeland.

Who would have thought that I would show off my secret skills by participating in the martial arts festival?

‘really… ‘It’s absurd.’

It was a situation no one could have expected.

Because of that, Hanam today was filled with stories of defeat.

-The successor of Faezon. Fighting Dragon Bieuijin. Showing overwhelming power against the King of Tao, he abstained.

-A shocking victory. Is this really an insult to the King of Tao?

-Late index that was hiding its power. What is the value of Fighting Dragon? ?

-Shinryong and Fighting Dragon. Who is stronger?

There were all kinds of words flying around.

Without exaggerating, the current distance is nothing but words of fighting and defeat.

One of the six members.

The head of the Pan family, the guardian of Hebei, rolled on the floor miserably.

That too, to the fighting dragon of Xianbi, who is said to be at the late-exponential level.

No matter how much of a successor he was to the defeated king, it made no sense that the King of Dao was defeated.

‘no… . ‘It’s not defeat.’

It’s a victory.

A very humiliating victory.

When Turyong shouted for abstention. I remember the desperate expression on the King’s face as he shouted at him.

The sight of him shouting at me not to be funny and to kill me… .

‘It was ugly.’

I think it must have been a bit pitiful to be called a king-class warrior.

‘Thanks to this, the merchant owners became busy.’

The King’s reputation falls to the ground.

The flow of the midfield will change as a result. The owners who saw this in advance will be moving crazy fast.

We brought an upset to the martial arts competition that had been prepared for over a year.

It shook the position of the king of provinces and brought about changes in the movements of the entrenched merchant merchants.

This happened in just one meeting.

The public says

It was said that Turyong’s abstention was a challenge to the position of the King of Dao.

It was something that showed off his power and at the same time proved his worth by elevating the status of his teacher, Faezon.

Everyone was judging it that way.

“Abstention, you really did that.”

“… Hmm.”

I knew.

I mean, Faezon’s physical condition right now is shit.

You can tell just by looking at it a little bit. To be precise, I could find out by turning on my mind’s eye.

‘The flow is all tangled up.’

The smooth flow of betting is distorted.

Watching you practice, your strength seems to be the same. This means that even though it looks fine on the outside, it is a mess on the inside.

The reason is.

‘The aftermath of the fallout.’

The enormous power he used in the martial arts system.

A reaction came to the body of the defeated person who used it.

Looking at such a fragile state… . What can I say?

“… If I hit it now, I’ll win… . “How many will we cut?”

“… her?”

“Ah mistake. “I’m serious.”

“Yeah, it was a joke… . what?”

Fazon bursts out laughing.

Do you think I’m funny? It was real.

‘If I’m really a loser, I can beat him.’

I think it won’t be that difficult to win with the current loser.

That means it is in a weakened state.

To put it another way:

‘Pacheon was not an easy task for Paejon.’

I even had to abstain from the backlash against using it forcefully.

‘Because I was pretending to be okay with this, it must have looked different in other people’s eyes.’

An action meant to insult the King of Tao.

A humiliating victory that will leave a lasting mark on the Murim Alliance.

Six seats that were defeated by Later Jisoo, etc.

Thanks to this, the King of Tao was able to hear everything from his people in Hanam.

‘Was this an intentional action?’

If it were an old man who couldn’t understand his inner thoughts, he might have done that.

“If you do that, why do you keep complaining?”

I reply to Fazon’s words with a sigh.

“Do you really have to do that? This is it. “You could have won even if you did it moderately.”

“If you were going to do that, why did you go out? “It should be some fun.”

“You almost ended up in trouble while looking for fun.”

“I think you will be the happiest when I die.”

“Ah, that’s also true… Ah Mr. It’s a joke. joke.”

Dodged a rock flying at her head. I can’t even joke.

at that time.

“I originally wanted to win.”

Fazon adds as if explaining the situation.

“I did it because I thought I could show something good.”

“What’s good? “That typo?”

“okay.”

It was a defeat for the sake of ruin.

Watching Pazon say that, I am at a loss for words for a moment.

“What is that… .”

“Originally, Pacheon was not that type of martial arts.”

“yes?”

He listened to random words.

“It was a slightly simpler martial arts technique where you explode from the tip of your fist… . “This time, I felt good about it and tried to improve it.”

“Improvement?”

My eyes widen when I hear his words. Improved?

Since it is a martial art that you created, it is not strange to change it.

Suddenly, I felt a strange sense of improvement.

So he looked at Faezon as if he were curious.

“The reason I got that feeling is because of your martial arts skills.”

“… !”

I had to be very surprised by Fazon’s words. Faezon saw my martial arts skills and tried to improve them?

‘… for a moment.’

Only then did I feel like I knew.

A martial artist who was inspired by me. That can’t be right.

“Is it hell?”

“right.”

Faezon answers the question in the affirmative.

The reason why Pacheon and Yeomok were somehow similar.

‘Maybe that’s why the methods were similar?’

I wondered why they were so similar.

Are you saying that Pacheon was a martial art derived from Yeomok?

So the problem is… .

“How did you succeed?”

What on earth does Pacheon’s explosion come from?

‘Yeomok is based on chemical engineering.’

Condensing the heat and friction through rotation.

It is a martial art that explodes the power generated there, but Tua Pacheonmu did not have such firepower.

How does it work?

Doubts about this begin to creep in.

“Are you curious?”

Faezon seemed to know how I felt and said with a grin.

“Then take a look.”

“yes? “Look for it?”

“okay. Anyway, I took the template from your family’s martial arts skills. It shouldn’t be that difficult to find. So take a look. “That is the homework I give you this time.”

“… No, I figured it out right away. “It’s easier said than done.”

“When was homework ever easy?”

“… ”

right. The homework that old man gave me was always very difficult.

and.

“It will help you this time too.”

Damn it always helped. So you can’t even refute it.

“Shouldn’t we try something like this soon? It’s nothing else… .”

Paezon pauses and continues.

“For what you’re ‘attempting’ too.”

“… !”

I took a deep breath at the next words.

His mouth was suddenly shut and he had to look at Faezon with trembling eyes.

‘This human… .’

How much do you know?

Meaningful words are full of places where I can be pricked.

It feels like a dagger is sticking out of every word.

‘It really looks like a ghost.’

I can’t win.

The martial arts skills and that unknown expression are the same. Paezon seemed more like that person than the other Daoists.

There is no sense that he is benevolent or broad-minded.

‘It doesn’t look like a human.’

There is no unique humanity. Fazon has always been a person with that kind of feeling.

When I swallow my trembling heart and keep my body still.

“I won’t stop you.”

Pazon kept talking to me like that.

“It’s dangerous, but I’m not saying I won’t stop you. This is something only you can do, not anyone else. “It will be interesting to watch.”

“… yes.”

“step.”

A bloody aura lingers in his blunt eyes.

Creepy.

As I met his eyes, a shiver ran down my spine.

“Treasure your life. “Remember that there is a place you must climb to.”

“… All right.”

The tenacity to somehow continue his martial arts skills.

That persistence is the whole essence of defeat.

A person crazy about martial arts.

Just looking at it takes my breath away.

“Once you’ve asked everything, go and see.”

Perhaps knowing that the conversation is over, Paezon immediately gives an order to invite guests.

I mean, get out of here.

I looked at it and asked with regret.

“Aren’t we going to dance today?”

“… “It’s a very obvious statement.”

“That’s too bad… . really… .”

I usually avoid it, but today I absolutely wanted to do it.

If not today, when will I ever beat the loser again?

That’s what I thought, but unfortunately, Pazon didn’t seem to have any intention of doing it today.

Tsk.

He clicks his tongue and turns his back.

He asked everything anyway. He had to move quickly because he got useless homework.

At the same time, I remember what Fazon said to me.

-For what you are ‘trying’ too.

“… ”

What I am trying.

Although Pazon was appalled when he noticed, he felt a little more at ease because he had given his vague permission.

‘… Now I can do it without worrying about what others think.’

Something I’ve been trying lately.

That’s right.

‘Tuapacheonmu and Guyeomhwaryungong.’

It was a matter of mixing the two deep techniques.

******************

A day has passed since the finals ended.

short time. In reality, only night had passed, but in the meantime, countless changes were taking place in Hanam.

“Hey.”

I look out the window and express my admiration.

Outside, the area around the shelter was often buzzing with people who had shown up since morning to see the fighting dragon.

As it happened, some people from famous families came and went after finding out that Fighting Dragon had no one to marry.

Of course, the loser was criticizing everything as if he was not interested, but there are also people who persistently followed, saying that they would never let go even in such a situation.

This is natural.

‘Maybe I could become the best person in the world.’

The best in the world.

That high and shining title.

It is a great position that only one person can hold in each century.

The young man who seemed closest to him at the moment had appeared there, so he was trying to catch him somehow.

The other candidate, Shinryong, is a member of Shaolin and cannot be touched, but Turyong is different.

He is a Xi’an family figure of somewhat low standing, and he is neither the eldest son nor betrothed.

How can you not covet it?

“You became a popular guy overnight.”

I chuckled at that and took a sip of tea.

Actually, Faezon probably doesn’t care, but it feels good to see him having a little trouble.

What did they say?

‘Did you say that Shinryong and Fighting Dragon are now in a relationship where they will keep each other in check and become stronger?’

haha.

It was really funny putting it together. What is this, a revolution of the century?

“eww… .”

I’m going to turn away with goosebumps.

Seeing him make quick moves in the open, this may also have been something Meng did.

‘It has become so big that it is difficult to resolve it. Does this mean you will use it again?’

If you think about it, it’s not bad.

Damn, that guy is the only one who gets screwed.

There.

“… “Thanks to you, it became a hassle for me too.”

As the King of Dao’s position began to decline, problems arose with the plan I had made.

Because of this, I had to quickly send Cheol Ji-seon and Jegal Hyuk to figure out the situation.

His guests, who had been visiting since morning, were stranded.

‘Hmm… .’

I put down the teacup and looked straight ahead.

A guest who came to visit me in the morning. he asked, looking at her.

“so.”

The other person looks at me when I ask a question.

The hairpin she has tied up with her white hair catches her eye.

An old woman with few wrinkles compared to her age and with fine powder paint to create an airy look.

She is right.

“How did Amifa’s chief writer come to visit a guy like me?”

Monthly winding.

This was the identity of the person who came to me.