Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return

Episode 23

“Huh? “But there is no Confucius?”

Nam Gung So-hye, who was looking around the inside of the manor, looked anxious when she did not see Dan Woo-hyeon.

Even so, he had disappeared in recent years and had recently followed Jang Sam-tae on a journey to Gansu, so I was filled with an ominous feeling that he might have gone out somewhere again.

As anxiety appeared on her face, one side said, ‘Ha!’ The sound of someone swallowing empty air was heard.

“Somi and I went fishing at Dongjeong Lake, so don’t worry.”

“is it so?”

“Hey you bitch! “If you’re that worried, go find it.”

“Who… who says you’re worried!”

Namgung Sohye shouted with a bright red face.

Perhaps because he didn’t want to show his red-hot face, he covered it with both hands and glared sharply at Sadohak. The eyes were so fierce that it felt as if they were going to eat you at any moment.

“Oh my… I’m going to eat you completely. I’m going to eat you. It’s not like I said anything wrong…”

“Wrong!”

“Is there anyone here who doesn’t know that you like Dan Zhuangzhou?”

“Because it’s not!”

In the end, he shouted loudly and strongly denied it.

However, what you hear from everywhere are rather shocked expressions and gazes. In the end, everyone in this manor knows Namgung Sohye’s feelings better than she does.

“Well… of course it’s not that I don’t like you, but…”

“Hehe, it’s good to be brave and take a step closer.”

“Ha… Grandfather too…” At Namgung Cheon’s words, Namgung Sohye waved her hand.

Even if I say I have courage, I know that it is impossible. Dan Woo-hyeon’s head is filled with only thoughts about Dan So-mi, and other than that, does he just want to protect this life until the end?

That’s why I didn’t pay attention to Namgung Sohye.

“Right now… I don’t think so. “A little while later.”

“You’re going to die of old age, bitch.”

Sadohak smiled and shook his head. Although Namgung So-hye understood it correctly, those who are watching it are extremely frustrated.

If it’s just good, it’s good. What’s the point?

Even Dan Woo-hyeon didn’t seem to be that heartless, but he didn’t seem to have any intention of telling Namgung So-hye about it.

This is because Namgung So-hye and Dan Woo-hyeon are fun just to watch.

“Ugh… don’t say that anymore. “Is it still like that over there?”

“Has anything changed? “It’s not like they’re some kind of tyrant…”

Sadohak clicked his tongue and looked away.

The end of his gaze was towards the training ground, and although he could not see the scenery from here, he seemed to naturally know what was going on inside.

“They are also going through a lot of hardship.”

“You should consider yourself lucky that you didn’t kill him.”

Sadohak grinned.

Attacking a person from Honam Danga is a sin worthy of death. Since this Jungwon martial arts world is always about the might of the jungle, it is natural that the weak cannot even say anything.

Even if he is killed, it cannot be said that it is unfair.

“But aren’t they completely self-indulgent? “I’ve been banging my head for four days now, but you haven’t fainted, have you?”

At that time, Jang Sam-tae, who had come to check inside the training hall, stuck out his tongue. The fleshy figures with their heads hanging down were like that, but Bicheonwoong, who was watching them, was also amazing.

Don’t take your eyes off me even for a moment.

It’s like surviving four days without sleep.

“That’s why people who can afford to live like this are a problem. “In whose womb are such poisonous bastards born?”

Sadohak shook his head as if he was fed up.

Bicheonwoong looked at those in front of him in silence.

They are people who have a name of their own even in the flesh. Looking at the positions alone, it would not be an exaggeration to say that all the highest-ranking officials were present.

The fact that such people stuck their heads on the ground and held on for four days showed that Bicheonwoong’s anger had reached its peak.

But I didn’t bother to say anything.

At first, I simply wondered how long I would last.

I never even thought that I would be stuck with my head on the ground for a day. What person in the world could do something like that?

This was because it was impossible no matter how bad it was.

But it’s holding up surprisingly well.

So I don’t know what to say.

Bicheonwoong, who was watching, felt like he was going crazy.

‘I’m sleepy…’

How could I not feel sleepy after staring at it for four days?

But isn’t it funny that the guys with their heads stuck are holding on, but Salhwang, the so-called leader, says he’s sleepy and leaves?

These guys didn’t even shed a single moan.

‘Crazy guys.’

Even in Bicheonwoong’s opinion, these guys are funny.

I felt like I could use that as an excuse to leave if even one person fell, but I felt like I was going crazy because I was holding on like wood and stone without even moaning.

It was then.

shaking-.

After four days, a response finally began to arrive.

As one guy starts shaking, the others start shaking too.

Bicheonwoong opened his mouth, thinking that he could finally escape this hellish situation.

“Is it difficult?”

“…no. “You can do more.”

But that too for a moment.

At the same time as saying that they could do more, the assassins readjusted their posture. Seeing that I couldn’t even feel trembling anymore, it felt like I was squeezing out my last remaining strength.

‘Poisonous bastards…’

Bicheonwoong broke into a cold sweat even more.

I’m hungry.

Sleepy.

I want to eat the meal Jang Sam-tae made, lie down on the bed, cover myself with a warm blanket, and sleep. As the desire rose like crazy, even the thought of killing those in front of me crept up.

Did you feel that life?

The men trembled.

Bicheon Woong looked at it without missing a beat and only then opened his mouth.

“Stand up straight.”

As soon as he said a word, he suddenly stood up. Blood rushed to his head and his complexion was pale. Well, a normal person would already be dead.

Nevertheless, the fact that they held on was like saying that they were prepared to throw away their lives at Bicheonwoong’s orders.

“Do you know your mistakes?”

“I don’t know.”

“We

did our duty to the best of our ability.”

Yes, actually, even if Bicheonwoong thinks about it, there is nothing wrong with it.

Since you received money, you have to pay for it.

In the first place, aren’t murderers referring to people who kill people in exchange for money? It is also funny that Honam Danga is excluded from it.

Sigh-.

Bicheonwoong swallowed a groan for a moment.

At this point, I was a little at a loss as to what to say.

“what? Don’t you know, you bastards?” At that time, a ray of light fell on Bicheonwoong.

The person who suddenly appeared was Sadohak.

He quickly closed the distance and came closer, suddenly kicking at the people standing there.

Kwadangkwadang-!

In an instant, several men flew away and landed on the ground.

Seeing that he was groaning violently and not being able to stand properly, it appears that Sadohak’s kicks were not usually painful.

“If you were thinking of messing with Honam Danga, you should think about dying. “It’s your fault for being alive right now, you rotten things.”

“Ugh….”

“I know I’ll be lucky. “I put up with everything, skin and everything.” “Ah, no, smashing it is a bit…”

Bicheonwoong was left speechless by

Sadohak’s violent words .

Even though he is no longer there, it is still an organization gathered for Bicheonwoong and a place where he is a member.

You’re destroying a place like that?

Would you feel good if you destroyed the Demonic Cult?

The moment when Bicheonwoong makes a bewildered expression.

Sadohak shouted, not knowing whether he knew that feeling or not.

“What are you doing? You bastards. Come in and eat! “If you want to live, you have to eat everything!”

At Sadohak’s words, the assassins stood up from their seats in a panic.

They also had a hard time in their own way.

Bicheonwoong was speechless as he looked at the scene.

‘If you’re having a hard time, you should say something…’ If that was the case, this ridiculous situation would have ended long ago.

Kwon Moo-jin swung his sword like crazy.

The reason I never stopped even though I felt the pain as if my arm was going to fall off was because I felt like I would stop the moment I stopped.

Must go up.

Like Jang Sam-tae, he is the most ordinary person in this manor, having not been given anything by anyone.

However, I want to show many people that they can reach great heights with their ordinaryness.

‘Majanggang!’

Especially to the Majang River, which will be looking down from the sky.

Kwon Moo-jin

can never stop, even for the sake of his friends, who were drinking together while laughing and talking to each other.

Clap clap clap-!

The two twin swords were swung without hesitation.

It was fast, sophisticated, and somehow even cheerful.

When he slashed his sword and swung his sword, his appearance was like that of a demon, so if there was someone he was dealing with, he would have been under enough pressure.

“Tsk tsk, it takes too much force.” But it wasn’t visible to others.

Jeok Moo-seong, who had never seen Kwon Moo-jin perform before, was looking at Kwon Moo-jin for some reason.

When he was startled by the sudden sound of a voice and tried to stop the sword dance, Jeok Mu-seong shouted and urged him, as if yelling.

“Don’t stop and keep going.”

Those words were like a command.

Kwon Moo-jin, who was trying to withdraw his sword, gave even more strength.

Thinking that Jeok Mu-seong, not anyone else, was watching, he moved and swung even more nimbly, trying to give it his all.

It felt like I would cut down whoever was in front of me.

“Foolish! Don’t leave it to the sword! “You are the one who must rule the sword!”

“Oh, I understand!”

“Go! “Why do you open your mouth while practicing?”

Jeok Mu-seong shouted loudly and urged Kwon Mu-jin.

I’ve left him alone until now.

This is because everyone grows, and sometimes other people’s advice can be a hindrance to that growth.

It is also true that Jeok Moo-seong rose to his current position in that way, so he believed that Kwon Moo-jin would do the same and left it at that.

But it didn’t go as well as I thought.

Kwon Moo-jin is a genius through hard work.

But effort alone has its limits.

If someone is not there to teach him now, his efforts will be shattered and he will no longer be able to grow.

Knowing that fact, I can’t just leave it alone.

“If you want to become stronger, you must know that there are things that cannot be achieved through effort alone.” “But from now on, I will make way for you.”

Jeok Moo-seong is trying to raise Kwon Moo-jin.

So much so that the name reaches high into the sky.

Knowing that that was the hope that Kwon Moo-jin had, and since Jeok Moo-seong also had that kind of heart at least once… it did

n’t seem like a bad idea to raise a disciple before he died.

Jeok Museong grinned.

At the same time, Kwon Moo-jin’s sword became sharper.

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