Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 693
One thousand years of cold season.
Before the advent of precious stones, it was the main material for weapons called sacred weapons.
Unlike other types of iron, it had overwhelming durability.
It was so hard that anyone other than an ordinary craftsman could not even attempt to smelt it.
Centuries ago.
A time when the magic gate opened and demons poured out.
The era called the Age of Despair began and problems arose.
Even at the time, it was a rare season.
It was a time when we had to survive by using it at all costs, so we had to use all our years to create military equipment, regardless of whether it was a faction or a sect.
why?
Because a warrior with a low level of skill would have to spend at least an entire season to catch a monster.
Also, it was around the time when the number of famous families and prestigious families that had been cherished as precious materials but were swept away was reaching double digits.
It’s that kind of era.
A time when you had to grab something and struggle with all your might to survive.
This was also an anecdote that showed the power of Mannyen Hancheol.
Something that makes a low-level martial artist even stronger.
This means that it is an excellent and strong steel.
Strong energy that appears above the peak.
Unless it reaches that level, it won’t even make a dent in a lifetime.
That’s a natural thing.
Patter!
“…”
The leader of the Murim Alliance.
Song Yu, the famous archer of the Red Dragon Dynasty, could not say anything about what had happened.
A piece of 10,000 years of iron falls on the floor.
As I looked at that, I looked at the pillar next to me.
An iron pillar with various small and large scratches.
It was a trace left by about 100 unmanned soldiers.
Among them, there was one that particularly stood out.
Traces of human handprints.
It’s at a level where you can see that it was really grabbed and torn apart.
The traces that had just been created in front of his eyes made Song Yu unable to believe it even after seeing it for himself.
‘What happened…?’
It’s that yearly season.
It was an object that could not be broken unless you put all your strength into it.
‘No matter how… no matter how mixed it is with other iron.’
Taowang Pengzhou.
He is a warrior of Hwagyeong and the head of a famous family that rules Hebei.
Song Yu looked at the scratches that King Tao had made.
Long and deep.
If you were to judge it from scratches, it would look deeper, but you couldn’t just judge it based on that.
Song Yu also saw him swinging with all his might.
If it had been hit head-on, it would have been so powerful that even a single bone could not have been broken.
To begin with, Dowang is an opponent whose odds of winning are unknown if Song Yu were to fight him with all his might.
As he was such a strong man and used a subversive martial arts technique, it is not strange that he made Mannyeon Hancheol like this.
Song Yu, who uses Gung Gong, will not be able to leave traces like this.
But.
‘What is this?’
What on earth is just now?
Song Yu’s eyes trembled as he looked at the hole that had been made in the thousand years.
Although it was much smaller than the traces made by King Tao, it was a more shocking sight.
‘…You ripped it off? ‘That whole season?’
Concentrate your breathing and condense your energy.
Expand the muscles and explode at one point.
This was the strategy chosen by the King of Tao to destroy Hancheol.
But.
‘There was no warning.’
Even the king of Gosu did the same.
There wasn’t even a hint of that just now.
He lightly stretched out his hand and touched Hancheol, then pushed it in, grabbed it, and tore it off.
There is no recoil or preparatory movement to give strength.
To exaggerate, it looked like crushing tofu.
That whole season.
‘Is that possible?’
A fundamental question arises.
Is it possible to grab and crush something that can only be broken using strong force?
think.
If you are yourself.
‘Could I have done it?’
Song Yu immediately made a decision.
It’s impossible.
I can’t do it myself.
Even though it is the same Hwagyeong, Song Yu is not specialized in external attacks.
You can shoot it with force and make it stick to the surface, but you can’t use such an ignorant method.
if.
‘Would it be possible for someone else?’
If it’s another drone. In particular, is it possible for those with strong grips in the martial arts class?
I wasn’t sure.
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t understand the situation just now.
‘What method did they use?’
I can’t do it myself.
I wonder if others can do it too.
Just stand still, stretch out your hand, and crush Hancheol.
What should I do to make this possible?
No, to what extent would it be possible?
As Song Yu was thinking, a person flashed through his mind.
‘Is it possible for the Geomje (劍帝)?’
Joongwon teenage expert.
One of the Seven Iron Three Fists and the current Henam First Swordsman, Guardian Grand Master.
It might be possible for him.
No, it would definitely be possible if you reached his level.
‘That means…’
Does this mean that the person in front of me is also on his level?
This is ridiculous.
As if others were aware of this, the other fighters who were watching also let out the sounds they had been holding in.
“…What happened?”
“It looks like it was ripped off?”
“You took a 10,000 year old iron and tore it apart? “Don’t lie.”
The serene silence ended.
Song Yu swallowed dry saliva behind his mask.
at that time.
“hey.”
“…!”
Song Yu trembled at the other person’s voice.
He asked, holding out a piece of iron in his hand.
“Do you think I passed?”
“…That is.”
“I didn’t break any rules.”
“…”
That was correct.
No rules were broken.
You only get one chance, touch it and release it and it’s over.
However, it was not against the rules since I pushed it in while making contact.
If this happens, I don’t know if there will be a problem with the rules, but…
‘Who would raise an objection to this?’
If you want, you can do the same.
Is there anyone who can say that?
“One hundred…two times.”
“yes.”
Song Yu asked the other person in a halting voice.
“What is your name?”
“hmm?”
When asked his name, the young man tilts his head.
Then he calmly spat it out.
“This is Ouyang Qian from Shanxi District Street.”
“…!”
When the young man introduced himself, not only Song Yu but also the warriors behind him began to murmur.
“Ouyangcheon? If it’s Nineyangcheon….”
“It’s Soyeomra.”
“Soyeomra?”
“…That young hero of the Shinryong Pavilion? “Are you saying that friend ripped off Hancheol?”
At that moment, everyone was astonished at the identity of Gu Yang-cheon.
‘This young man is that friend.’
Song Yu was surprised in a different way.
Although it wasn’t as good as the Flying Dragon Corps, which was considered the intelligence department, I was able to hear a lot of information when I became the leader of the clan.
I heard a few stories about Soyeom-ra here.
‘One of those whom Maeng and Shaolin keep a close eye on.’
He is a character added due to an unexpected situation in the originally scheduled Oryongsambong.
Because of that, he said that the department is keeping an eye on various aspects.
‘Maybe that’s why rumors don’t spread compared to his skills.’
As if winning the Yongbong Branch was not enough, he later showed his presence by preventing an attack on Shinryonggwan.
In contrast, the reason why rumors and impressions did not spread.
It was said that the blind side joined hands with the opening of the country to intentionally kill the rumor.
‘Why did I have to do that?’
Regarding this matter, Song Yu expressed an expression of uncertainty.
I don’t know what the political aspect was like, but it was full of a sense of heterogeneity for a person who was supposed to deal with negotiations.
The path ahead of the junior, who is slowly emitting light, is blocked.
There is nothing more unpleasant than that.
but.
‘There must be a reason for what Meng does.’
As those who protect the midfield, there must be a reason to do so.
I just convinced myself like that.
‘So… So Yeom-ra is this young man.’
What should I say?
Song Yu, who was looking at Ouyang Chen, ignoring the reactions of the crowd, bit his lip.
The reason is.
‘I can’t see it.’
It was because I couldn’t see anything from Ouyangcheon.
I have spent my entire life shooting arrows and hitting targets.
I was more confident than anyone else in observing and understanding someone.
Song Yu, who was looking at Ouyang Chen, had to frown at a sudden feeling.
A feeling of tightness constricting my neck.
Frustration rising from within.
All sorts of uncomfortable feelings begin to dominate Song Yu.
‘This.’
My toes feel numb.
The fur stands on end and the sniper’s instinct speaks to Song Yu.
What is in front of you is a wild beast.
A ferocious beast with a lot of fangs exposed.
Creepy.
“…!”
Song Yu unconsciously took a step back as goosebumps spread through his body.
Fortunately, it was a fleeting action, so I was able to grab it without it being noticed.
at that time.
‘Did you laugh?’
If Song Yu was not mistaken, Ouyang Chen in front of him seemed to be smiling at him.
Could it be that he exposed himself?
Song Yu is unable to say anything due to the tingling feeling.
“Examiner. So what is the result?”
Ouyang Chen spoke as if urging him on, and only then did Song Yu come to his senses.
“…I passed.”
As soon as he could barely speak, Ouyang Chen nodded.
Then he looked somewhere and smiled.
“Hi!”
At that moment, a frustrated sound is heard among those waiting.
Who was I laughing at?
Swish.
Before he could question it, he threw the iron he was holding onto the floor and slowly walked away.
As he moves, the waiting crowd, which had been noisy for a while, becomes quiet again.
Ouyang Chen seemed to enjoy that silence.
I don’t feel the slightest tension.
Also, there was a Tao King in front of him.
The fact that the test was taken in front of so many people.
He walks leisurely, as if he is not interested at all.
As Song Yu looked at Ouyang Chen’s back, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
‘It’s a small piece of paper.’
Maeng tries to hide him, but he sticks out like an awl in his pocket.
This short moment.
Song Yu could tell just by making light movements.
The author is an awl.
An awl so sharp that no matter what you block it with, it will eventually break through.
Song Yu can tell just by looking at it.
‘Is it really true that Meng doesn’t know?’
Or do you know but pretend not to know?
This was the thought that came to Song Yu’s mind right after Ouyang Chen disappeared.
For a moment, a doubt arose and a strange feeling appeared, but Song Yu immediately shook his head to dismiss it.
‘Do not doubt your mind.’
Value righteousness and cooperation.
This is something I have been determined to do ever since I wanted to put a sword at the end of my arrow.
Song Yu turned his head as he remembered his promise that Maeng must have a reason for attaching importance to that.
“Next, number one hundred and three.”
The test had to continue.
Whether it is Daowang or Xiaoyanra, he has something to do now. So I suppressed my emotions.
But.
Strangely, the next turn did not come out.
“Didn’t you hear?”
There’s no way I didn’t hear it.
Even though it was so quiet, he couldn’t possibly have heard Song Yu’s enticing voice.
“One hundred and three times.”
When Song Yu mentions it again, only then does someone walk out.
For some reason, it was a man with a dying expression.
“…Yes…Yes.”
After Daowang and Soyeomra left the mess behind.
All eyes are on the man’s back.
Could it be that that person also has something to show?
It was a look filled with such anticipation.
“Ugh!”
In response, the man swung his sword with all his might.
He was eliminated without making even the slightest scratch in the season.
******************
Immediately after the first preliminary round.
I moved to where the successful applicants would be.
The distance wasn’t that far.
Since the forest had been completely cleared to begin with, it was clearly visible.
‘It’s a building.’
A suitable place, neither too big nor too small, made of wood. It seemed like something erected at the end of the road was telling people to come that way.
As I walked toward my destination, I recalled what happened a little while ago.
‘Is he a famous archer?…’
The leader of the Red Dragon, the famous archer Song Yu.
He’s a warrior who uses a bow, which is said to be rare.
Among them, he is a unique person who has reached the level of painting.
It’s my first time meeting face to face.
‘It wasn’t bad.’
In my opinion, he was a decent person.
The situation is also stable.
‘I also had good instincts.’
Myeonggung tried to take a peek at me, but when he saw the angle, he withdrew his foot without coming in deeply.
If more people had come in, I would have caught them and surprised them, but they seem to have noticed.
This meant that they were not letting down their guard.
They said he was the best sniper, and as they say, he had decent power.
‘He’s a blind character anyway, so he has no business with me.’
Other than that.
‘I think it was okay for show, but what will happen?’
I thought about grabbing Hancheol and breaking it.
‘It was a little bit too much, but the response was better than expected.’
Originally, I was going to finish it off by hitting it with all my might and destroying it moderately.
The King of Dao was in front of me and was making a fuss, and the idiot behind me was making a fuss.
Thanks to this, I had to spend a considerable amount of energy.
‘It’s impossible to just do it’
No matter how much you mix it, it’s still a permanent season.
What should I do to stand still and destroy it without recoil?
‘What should I do? ‘You just need to use your energy ignorantly.’
I use enough energy to make that possible.
It was such a simple idea.
The problem was that the possible energy was half of what I had, but in the end, it was all good if I succeeded.
In the meantime, if there is something that is a little painful.
‘…I’m using all the years I sold for something like that.’
Did you really buy that expensive thing just to use it for something like this?
If you’re going to use it like that, you should at least donate it to me.
Damn it.
“ha.”
I let out a sigh and briefly clicked my tongue.
Anyway, it wasn’t something I didn’t like.
It was like that even in the exam.
‘If the primary is this simple, what are you trying to do with the secondary?’
Did you say that there will be two preliminary rounds just today?
Seeing that the first day was over sooner than expected, I thought it was worth doing.
‘What this means is that I’m prepared for this car to end quickly.’
Then, it was said that it would not be a case of fighting among military personnel.
It’s absurd.
‘In what non-military system are you taking this test?’
It’s okay to hit and fight with each other, but are we just taking some kind of trivial test? I didn’t understand.
What on earth are you doing this for? It’s so annoying.
‘What can I do? ‘If I have to peel it, I have to peel it.’
If you came here to do it, you had to do what you were told.
Oh, of course, you may end up holding back and forgetting about something else. That was later.
Stand tall.
I stopped walking.
Perhaps because I had been thinking about all sorts of things, I had already arrived at the place.
Sigh.
Without hesitation, I grabbed the door in front and opened it.
That moment.
Ugh-!
‘hmm?’
Just turn your eyes to the sensation you feel.
I quickly looked around.
‘Hmm.’
After nodding slightly, I closed the door and went in.
‘This is true.’
At the same time, he covered his mouth with his hand and pressed the corner of his mouth.
I could barely contain myself from laughing.
‘I was wondering what I was going to do for the second exam.’
Fortunately or not, I was able to find out what the second qualifying round was.
together.
‘Good.’
This also seemed like a good test for me to crack.
******************
By the time I entered the place where Nine Yangcheon was prepared.
Grumbling-!!
Suddenly, a fire exploded in the air.
It was so far away that even Guyangcheon’s senses could not capture it.
The embers that erupted in large numbers soon gathered together and began to change into a human shape.
Eventually, the flame became a person and opened its eyes.
The figure floated in the air and lowered his gaze.
It was towards Gu Yang-cheon, who had just entered the building.
Red eyes filled with flames stare intently at the black-haired young man.
Then he opened his wrinkled mouth and calmly let out.
“okay.”
The old man laughed.
“It’s you.”
I finally found it.