Chapter 139: Chapter 139
The two soon arrived at the garden.
Perhaps because the rising stars who had been in the annex were absent, they stood looking at each other for a moment in the garden where silence had fallen.
“Huu.”
Yang Se-ryeong, exhaling a faint breath, opened her eyes wide and unfolded her three-section staff.
With a ‘tadadak’ sound, the three-section staff, which had been only as long as an elbow, transformed into a massive staff that was parallel to her height.
She grasped the staff with both hands.
Stretching her left foot forward wider than a normal stride, she tensed up as she tightly gripped the upper part of the staff with her left hand and the lower part with her right hand.
Yang Clan Spearmanship.
Or rather, it was the starting posture of the spearmanship separately called the Pear Blossom Spear Art.
‘The posture is fine.’
Cheon-hwi smacked his lips while looking at a posture that was better than he thought.
“Come.”
Yang Se-ryeong faintly nodded her head.
After that, she focused her mind.
The moment the White Star Filling the Sky Art, the family’s mental method passed down through generations in the Yang Clan, was manifested, a pure white energy bloomed from the staff.
And at that moment.
Tat!
She kicked the ground forcefully.
Shooting forward in an instant, she released her left hand that was gripping the front of the staff and poured an even rougher strength into her right hand.
‘Oh, it was this kind of method.’
Cheon-hwi looked on with his eyes, slightly surprised.
Releasing the hand that held the front of the staff and moving it to the root side created the illusion that it suddenly lengthened.
‘Most people would be hit if they saw it for the first time.’
Cheon-hwi, who was looking at the staff that arrived faster than he had thought, smoothly dodged to the side.
Then.
Hwiing!
She immediately twisted her stepped-on ankle and rotated her upper body in one breath.
The staff bent greatly.
Following that, it was swung toward Cheon-hwi’s empty waist.
Tat.
Cheon-hwi lightly jumped backward.
The staff swung at his waist cleaved through the empty air.
Even in the midst of that, her eyes chased Cheon-hwi, and she turned her body one more round.
Afterward, maintaining the rotational force of the staff that was cleaving the air, she struck down from top to bottom just like that.
Teoeong!
Cheon-hwi struck away the staff with his palm.
“Ugh!”
Yang Se-ryeong staggered from the impact.
However, that was also for a moment.
Taat!
She fixed her posture while hopping backward.
Then she opened her eyes again and began to roughly swing the spear she held in her hand.
Hwik! Hwik!
The corners of Cheon-hwi’s mouth went up as he dodged the spear that was being swung endlessly variably.
‘Is it the Pear Blossom Spear Art because of this.’
Was it said that seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times.
He felt like he knew why the Yang Clan Spearmanship was separately called the Pear Blossom Spear Art after seeing it.
Why the Yang Clan Spearmanship was a martial art that could be swung anytime and in any situation.
The staff containing the pure white energy was ever-changing in any situation, and was swung strangely without interruption.
At that time, Yang Se-ryeong’s eyes flashed.
She gathered her internal energy into one.
“Hap!”
She shot out the staff while rotating it.
Returning White Flame Spear!
The pure white energy blazed up like a flame, and aimed for Cheon-hwi’s chest in one breath.
‘However, it’s a bit regrettable.’
Cheon-hwi lightly lifted his index finger.
And it touched the tip of the shot Returning White Flame Spear.
Teok.
Unlike the surprising momentum, a very small sound rang out and the Returning White Flame Spear stopped.
“……!”
When Yang Se-ryeong looked with surprised eyes.
Jjeojeok-
The tip of the staff began to crack, and eventually, it shattered to pieces.
“…….”
Yang Se-ryeong looked down at her empty hands.
Cheon-hwi looked at her who had lost her mind, and let out a low voice.
“The staff is weak.”
“……I did use it for a long time.”
Yang Se-ryeong dusted off her hands.
It was a pity that the three-section staff she had been with since childhood was broken, but it felt as if her mind was rather relieved.
‘If it broke during battle, it would have been dangerous.’
“How was it?”
Yang Se-ryeong asked in a low voice.
Even though she had unfolded her best technique, being blocked by a mere index finger was to the point of feeling despondent, but thinking of her opponent, it was natural.
Because he was an expert who defeated Chaos.
As she was waiting for an answer.
“It is a good spearmanship.”
Cheon-hwi praised her honestly.
It was enough to be ranked at the top among the spearmanships he knew.
Upon hearing his unexpected praise, a smile bloomed on Yang Se-ryeong’s mouth.
“Is that so?”
However, at that time, an unbelievable remark entered her ears.
“If you change it just a little bit, it could become the best spearmanship in the world.”
“Yes?”
Yang Se-ryeong’s eyes widened.
The Yang Clan Spearmanship was the Yang Clan’s family martial art that had been passed down since the military days.
But to change it.
When she looked in panic.
“Hmm, let’s see.”
Cheon-hwi looked around and as he swung his hand blade towards a large tree growing nearby.
Seugeok!
A branch was cut off and fell to the ground.
Cheon-hwi looked at the massive branch that was about his height and moved his hand.
At that moment.
“……!”
Yang Se-ryeong could not help but be astonished.
As soon as she thought Cheon-hwi’s hand moved, before she knew it, the small twigs were cleanly cut off, turning it into a straight staff.
“Hmm, is this about right.”
Cheon-hwi, who was inspecting the newly made wooden staff, grasped it properly and tried moving it.
Stabbing, swinging, and hitting upwards.
Moving like that a few times, he nodded and got into position.
It was the posture Yang Se-ryeong had taken just before.
“Was it like this?”
As Cheon-hwi moved the staff.
“That is……”
Yang Se-ryeong’s eyes grew larger and larger as she watched Cheon-hwi wielding the wooden staff.
“Ya, Yang Clan Spearmanship?”
The forms of the Yang Clan Spearmanship were unfolded.
From Sweeping Away a Thousand Soldiers, which dealt with multiple enemies by swinging the spear widely, to Poisonous Dragon Leaving the Cave, which shot out in a single breath after drawing a circle.
Yang Se-ryeong broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead as she watched Cheon-hwi perfectly pulling off the postures of the forms she had unfolded.
‘Although it is a half-baked martial art without the White Star Filling the Sky Art, to have such a perfect posture.’
Her pupils shook.
The Yang Clan Spearmanship was a complex and profound martial art that took at least five years just to perfectly learn the postures.
But right now, that posture was…….
‘It doesn’t fall behind even compared to my father.’
Around the time she couldn’t swallow her surprise.
“As expected, it’s the same as the military’s spearmanship.”
Cheon-hwi withdrew the wooden staff.
Perhaps because it was a military family, it was a systematic yet practical martial art.
“However, it’s a shame because of that.”
At those words, Yang Se-ryeong’s eyes sparkled, and she approached Cheon-hwi and asked.
“What is a shame?”
“It’s complicated to explain.”
Holding the wooden staff, Cheon-hwi once again showed the form he had unfolded just before.
Seueuk-
A form as if stabbing a sword.
However, what he held in his hand was a long wooden staff, and coupled with his wide stride, its power was on a different level.
Yang Se-ryeong gulped.
The posture was undeniably perfect.
If even the White Star Filling the Sky Art were to be unfolded there…….
She shook her head vigorously.
There was no possibility of that.
The White Star Filling the Sky Art was the Yang Clan’s family mental method.
He couldn’t possibly learn it, could he?
At that time, Cheon-hwi withdrew the wooden staff.
“Looking at it, the Yang Clan Spearmanship seems to be a martial art meant for multiple opponents, right?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Since the Yang Clan Spearmanship originally originated from the military’s spearmanship, it was a martial art meant for fighting one against many rather than one-on-one.
“Furthermore, it utilizes preemptive strikes and is a method of continuously pursuing…….”
At the ensuing explanation, Yang Se-ryeong was surprised but quickly nodded her head.
It was because it was what her father had repeatedly emphasized in the past when she first learned the Yang Clan Spearmanship.
‘Take the initiative. If you take the initiative, the Yang Clan Spearmanship will become an invincible spearmanship.’
At that moment, Cheon-hwi tossed the wooden staff.
“Uh, uh?”
Yang Se-ryeong received the suddenly thrown wooden staff with a bewildered expression.
“Try unfolding it once.”
Yang Se-ryeong was flustered at those words, but.
Seueuk-
She slowly got into posture.
And as she unfolded it.
“Make your stride a bit shorter there.”
Advice came in each time.
“Only half of your internal energy. And to the left, when swinging, make it narrow instead of wide…….”
A continuous series of advice.
She proceeded to unfold the forms while listening attentively to Cheon-hwi’s words.
How long had she unfolded them like that.
‘This is……!’
She began to feel a change.
Instead of the large strides becoming shorter, the petty movements increased by that much.
Footwork resembling quick steps.
However, she could pursue that much faster, and it was easier to change forms.
She, who was enjoying the even more dazzling Yang Clan Spearmanship, now attempted changes on her own even before hearing more of Cheon-hwi’s words.
“You are quite talented.”
Cheon-hwi looked at Yang Se-ryeong.
Usually, it was not an easy task to change forms in a single stroke just because someone told you.
Trust in the one giving the words.
And the level of understanding of the forms had to be perfect so that the change could be applied immediately.
‘To be at that level at that age means she trained steadily for a long time.’
At that moment, Yang Se-ryeong’s footwork changed.
The footwork with heavy and large strides suddenly became as dazzling as the Yang Clan Spearmanship she was swinging.
The change resulting from that was surprising.
The forms that she had previously poured all her strength into one by one were now unfolding a bit lightly.
Did that mean it got weaker?
It did not.
Rather, because it became lighter, it became even more ever-changing than before, and due to that, it perfectly matched the Yang Clan Spearmanship centered around continuous strikes.
As if a wave was calm at first, but crashed later.
Hwik! Hwik!
As expected, Yang Se-ryeong’s forms began to grow faster and eventually.
The moment she unfolded the Yang Clan Spearmanship’s final form, Revealing White Wave.
Paang!
A shockwave exploded in the air.
“To think this could……”
Yang Se-ryeong opened her eyes wide.
Even though it was a form unfolded lightly with less internal energy than before, its power was far stronger than before.
Cheon-hwi looked at the surprised her and said.
“It is a bit worth watching only now.”
* * *
Meanwhile, Yang Do-gi, the gatekeeping warrior guarding the front gate of the Divine Spear Yang Clan, frowned his glabella.
The two dots seen beyond that ridge.
While he was staring at it blankly, suddenly the two dots began to grow larger.
“Heop!”
He was astounded.
It was because the dots that were only the size of a fingernail instantly grew to the size of a palm, and turned into the shapes of people.
‘W-When?’
Yang Do-gi panicked and stared at the two people who had drawn close to point-blank range before he knew it.
They were an old man and a beautiful woman.
‘Experts…….’
Around the time Yang Do-gi gulped at the appearance of the two who exhibited astonishing movement arts.
Jeobeok- Jeobeok-
The two stood in front of the main gate.
The old man glanced at the main gate, then stared at Yang Do-gi and moved his lips.
“Is the Patriarch inside?”
“Wh-Who are you?”
“You don’t need to know my identity, just answer whether the Patriarch is inside or not.”
Yang Do-gi bit his lip.
“I cannot tell you until you reveal your identity.”
In an instant, killing intent erupted from the old man.
“Keuk!”
When Yang Do-gi freaked out and retreated.
“Elder.”
The woman exuding a wicked energy moved, blocking the old man’s killing intent.
“I will handle this place.”
“Hmph, what is a wench like you going to do.”
“Wouldn’t it be annoying for time to be delayed by causing an unnecessary commotion?”
The old man glared at the woman.
Looking at the woman who gently brushed off his sharp gaze, the old man withdrew his killing intent.
“Suit yourself.”
“Thank you.”
The laughing woman approached Yang Do-gi.
Then, extending her pure white finger long, she lightly stroked Yang Do-gi’s chin.
“What……”
The freaked out Yang Do-gi’s eyes lost focus.
He lost his mind to the scent piercing his nose and her pupils looking at him.
“Are there any guests who visited the Yang Clan recently?”
“……There are.”
The woman watched Yang Do-gi, whose eyes were half unfocused, as if looking at a child for a moment.
She moved her red lips.
“Who is it?”
“The rising stars who came with the Young Lady and a handsome young man whose identity is unknown…….”
Yang Do-gi fluently spat out the information.
“Hmph, you wicked wench.”
The old man with crossed arms spoke as if displeased and crumpled his brow.
“Still, isn’t it convenient thanks to this?”
“…….”
He shut his mouth at the woman’s words.
At the old man’s reaction, the woman smiled softly, then spoke to Yang Do-gi once again.
“Tell me the information about him.”
“He is…….”
Yang Do-gi’s mouth opened again.
A moment later, the woman who heard all the information Yang Do-gi spat out stroked his cheek with a gentle gesture.
“You did well.”
Yang Do-gi’s mouth opened wide.
“Then now, go to the Patriarch immediately and deliver these words.”
The woman stroked Yang Do-gi’s cheek once and let out a wicked voice.
“Tell him that Qiongqi and Taowu have come to visit.”
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