Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 182

Jinmuwon came into Unjungcheon. There was no reason to stop him, so Unjungcheon’s foreign party warriors gently let him inside. Some looked at Jin Muwon with disgusting expressions, but most looked at him with envy.

Whatever the circumstances, Jinmuwon is a giraffe from the era who defeated Yeoncheonhwa, one of the Northern Angels. It was rumored that the force was at the top of the young unmanned aerial vehicles, and that it would not be far behind even compared to the nine skies.

Now, in Unjungcheon, no one did not know Jinmuwon’s face. As such, the shock he threw on Kang Ho was tremendous.

Jinmuwon was followed by Hajinwol and Myeongryusan Mountain.

“Huh! You are now also a celebrity. How do you feel?”

“It’s not really a good mood.”

“Do you care about people’s attention?”

Jin Moo-won nodded silently, and Ha Jin-Wol smiled.

“You need to be more brazen. If you want to do big things in the future, you will get the attention of more people than this.”

“It’s not a good thing anyway.”

“Huh! Wasn’t it the fate of a celebrity? Anyway, never lower your head and straighten your shoulders. It’s a difficult opportunity.”

“Okay.”

Unlike the two people who chat with each other calmly, Myeongryusan was tense. He rubbed his hands and looked around. Ha Jin-Wol smiled at the appearance of Myeongryu Mountain.

“You seem to be nervous too.”

“Oh, don’t tell me. It looks very peeing.”

“Huh!”

“Oh, I’m dead.”

Myeongryu Mountain could not hide its impatient look.

He, too, applied for a bi-muth contest to select a chuck horse, and today was the first day of the bimu-mu.

In the meantime, there has been a lot of development in the martial arts of Myeongryu Mountain. The poison of the current moon exploded his power and internal strength, and through hardships, he has reached the level where he can skillfully emit outside air.

I was quite confident in the martial arts, but using them in practice was another thing. As a result, the tension at Mt. Myeongryu reached its peak.

Asked Ha Jin-wol.

“Who is your first opponent?”

“I can only know that it is an unmanned person of the Muwolpa.”

“Hmm! Hopefully it might fall on the first day. Muwolpa is famous for its volume. In particular, their German martial arts master, Hwangpyo thirty-three books (黃豹十三拳), is also a famous feast for Kangho. Those who have been hit by Hwangpyo’s thirty-three books are said to have a very boneless harpoon.”

“A-san! Should I hit the candles like that? I just picked out very unfortunate sounds.”

“Huh! Still, it looks like I’m scared.”

“What are you afraid of?”

Jinmuwon smiled as the Mt. Myeongryu screamed loudly. The non-stage he was assigned to was at the right end of the training ground. On the non-stage, two unmanned people were in full swing, and many people gathered around to watch their fights.

Both of them are warriors who have reached a difficult level with swords and spirits in full swing. If it was Myeongryu Mountain in the past, you must have peeed just by looking at it.

‘You mean those monsters are infested with it?’

Mt. Myeongryu felt her lips burning tightly.

It’s a great opportunity to make your name known. You can’t even dream of being the lord of the Chokmadae, but even if you become a member, you will be able to live in the Sacheon region, which is the glory of the family and home.

He glanced at Jinmuwon.

Jin Muwon was fixing his gaze as if he had been completely distracted by the fight that took place on the non-stage.

‘Chi-It!’

He bit his lips for nothing.

You know that you won’t be able to catch up if you die and wake up with your own abilities. Still, he was conscious and wanted to win somehow.

At that time, a familiar voice came.

“Jin Small Hyup.”

The three men’s gaze turned to the direction the voice came from. Myeongryusan’s eyes wide open as soon as he confirmed the presence he spoke to.

“Mother Sozer?”

It was Nam Su-ryun who walked lightly to where they were. A young driver was walking with her next to her.

Nam Soo-ryun took poverty against Jin Mu-won and Ha Jin-wol.

“Jin Small Hyup also came out.”

“Mother Sozer, I was grateful last time.”

Jin Moo-won took gunmanship to Nam Su-ryun. Jin Muwon had not forgotten that she had defended her in the honor of the Protestant.

“Of course it was something I had to do. You don’t need to be grateful.”

“But how about here?”

“This is my priest. The priest also said that he would like to participate in this non-martial contest with experience.”

Nam Soo-ryun pointed to the young unmanned man next to him. Then, a young unmanned man took a pimp on Jin Muwon and others.

“This is the scholarship of the Musan group. It is an honor to meet the North Sword Jinmuwon Small and Ha Daehyup.”

“nice to meet you.”

“It’s very hot. Kangho’s women’s cooperatives will drool very much. Heh!”

Like Ha Jin-Wol’s nurse, Jang Hak-jin was the owner of a white-collared stature and features like a crown. Like a disciple from a prestigious Musan, he boasted his strong martial arts skills.

Myeongryusan looked at the scholar at the scholar with an unpleasant gaze. It is because his warm gaze at Nam Su-ryun intermittently caught my heart. Above all, Nam Su-ryun didn’t even give him a glance.

‘Is the existence of a guy like me barely that much?’

The taste was bitter. But only that was where he is now. When looking at the whole lake called Kangho, he was like the debris that sank to the bottom.

‘Look and see. I will also go up to the surface someday.’

He sharpened his teeth and burned his womb.

At that time, Nam Su-ryun looked at Mt. Myeongryu.

“I heard that Myung Sohyup is also participating in the non-martial arts contest. I wish you a victory.”

“Go, thank you.”

My heart told me to answer coldly, but my face didn’t. Nam Su-ryun’s eyes widened and his mouth was wide open even at a word.

Ha Jin-wol looked at Mt. Myeongryu and kicked his tongue.

“No! Keep your mouth shut. I’m going to Paris.”

“Break!”

“then… … .”

After Nam Soo-ryun said goodbye, he and Hak-Jin Jang moved on. Today, the scholarship team is not on the non-stage. He received letters of recommendation from the Musan elders, so when three hundred people are selected, he will go to the non-stage from then on.

Ha Jin-Wol muttered while looking at the scholar’s back.

‘It’s physical strength, merit, and everything is superior, but I don’t care about that, so the starting point itself is completely different.’

It was clear that by the time those who participated in the current non-martial arts contest reached the finals, their strength and physical strength would be exhausted. If you suffer even a small wound there, you will not be able to show your full power. It means starting with all the unfavorable conditions.

Pagak!

Suddenly, Ha Jin-wol hit Mt. Myeongryu in the back of the head. Then Myeongryu-san opened his axe and stared at Ha Jin-wol.

“madam! Really… … .”

“Get up close, you guy.”

“Fuck!”

“Everything depends on the choice of the moment. There are a lot of temptations, but keep in mind that sometimes it’s the fastest way to go.”

Myeongryu-san made an impression on Ha Jin-wol’s words, which sounds unusual for some reason. However, Ha Jin-wol was already passing him and walking far away.

‘Is that yokai… … .’

Myeongryusan’s face was briefly shaded.

At that moment, with a bang, someone fell off the non-stage and rolled over the floor. It was one of the young unmanned fighters who fought off the stage.

The young MUJI couldn’t get up for a while, crouching like a shrimp, as if he had suffered a major injury to his side.

At that time, the voice of the observer came from above the non-stage.

“The Noho Swordsman (怒虎劍門) An O-kyung, Small Hyup Seung!”

“Wow!”

The shouts of the soldiers around the non-stage burst out. It was a cheer to the winner. No one even gave a glance to the unmanned man who fell under the non-stage.

After a while, the young drone barely woke up. His side was stained with blood.

“Hook!”

Hot tears flowed down his cheeks. It wasn’t because of the wound. It is because of the fact that he has vainly missed the opportunity of the genius Il-woo who came to him.

He was a leader of a rumored group whose name was hardly known. For a young unmanned man, whose power had been taken away by a nearby giant Sega, the only hope was to join the squad. But all his hopes vanished.

The young warrior left the non-stage without being able to heal his injured side. Jin Muwon stared at the rear of such a young unmanned man.

How is that all? Even at this moment, many losers were leaving the non-stage alone.

Only the winner is in the limelight. No one gave a warm look to the loser. That way, the loser is forgotten and disappears in the background. Numerous young warriors were being culled in such a harsh world.

As Jin Muwon sighed, the voice of the observer came from above the non-stage.

“Next is the turn of the Muwol-pa’s Nammu-seok small cooperative and Myeongryu-san small cooperative from Sacheon. You two, please come to the non-stage.”

In an instant, the complexion of Mt. Myeongryu changed darkly. I was prepared, but when my name was called, my heart beating like crazy and my legs became heavy. But he struggled to make a confident expression.

It couldn’t be pushed away from the momentum from the beginning.

‘damn! A life of dying anyway, now dying, but dying later… … .’

From the other side, Nam Mu-seok, an unmanned man of the Muwol faction, came up. It was a huge owner, which looked twice as big as Myeongryu Mountain. His muscles were as great as he was large, so it seemed like he would be seriously injured if he touched his fist like a pot lid.

Myeongryu Mountain flinched the moment Nam Mu-seok smiled. But soon, he bit his lips and stood on the non-stage.

As we stood face to face, Nam Moo-seok’s size felt even greater. Nam Moo-seok’s gaze looking down from above couldn’t be so scary.

The middle-aged observer in charge of bimumu looked at the two and said.

“You know the rules are simple. Don’t kill your opponent. I hope you all do your best. Because only the winners are eligible to participate in the next secret dance.”

“Hmmm!”

“Huh! Apparently, it seems that I learned one or two from an unnamed doorpa, so why don’t you give up before breaking a bone?”

Myeongryu-san’s face was distorted by Nam Mu-seok’s provocation.

“It would be good if you were like that to step back even now. My hands are a little spicy than this lumpy look.”

“Hey! Cheeky.”

The tail of Nam Mu-seok’s mouth was twisted, and an eerie beam of light flowed out of his eyes. In his life, Myeongryusan felt goosebumps on his skin. But now, I couldn’t get back or withdraw what I had spoken.

“Then start the bimu.”

The observer stepped down, and only Nammuseok and Myeongryusan remained on the non-stage.

“Don’t chew the bones very well.”

Nam Moo-seok took the ceremonial ceremony of Hwangpyo’s thirty-three volumes, the season of the Muwol faction. He has mastered the Hwangpyo thirty-three books to a full maturity.

bang!

At his intense advancement, the blue stone on the non-stage cracked quickly. As a result, Myeongryu Mountain flinched again. However, he did not retreat and took the rider equation.

“Chaha!”

It was Nam Mu-seok who ran first. Unlike his huge body, his movements are as fast as a leopard. In an instant, he flooded into the distance of Mt. Myeongryu and struck a powerful blow.

Shu Wang!

The five-choice ceremony of Pyowang Seungmok (豹王昇木) and Hwangpyo thirty-three Won was unfolded from the beginning. Like a tsunami, a powerful energy came to Mt. Myeongryu. If it was Myeongryu Mountain in the past, it was a Japanese eclipse with so powerful that it was impossible to even dream of dealing with it.

The body of Mt. Myeongryu wriggled just before he was struck by the spirits. When I moved the Ilbo to the left and the Ilbo to the rear, I was able to escape from Nammuseok’s area.

It was not calculated and moved in advance. It was a movement that was crushed by Jinmuwon.

“what?”

Myeongryusan was surprised by himself.

Nam Mu-seok’s second attack came on him. However, again this time, Myeongryu Mountain escaped Nam Mu-seok’s attack with a move that exceeded expectations.

When this happened, the eyes of Mt. Myeongryu changed.

Nam Moo-suk did not have the same pressure as Jin Mu-won, nor the tenacity to break through the loopholes. One herbivorous herbivore is strong, but the connection between the movements was not smooth and it was not organically connected. To Jinmuwon, if only he felt great despair, Nam Museok felt somewhat lax.

Suddenly, I thought it was worth trying.

‘It’s not much. Shiba!’

Myeongryusan’s eyes turned aggressive.