59 – Maeryong Fall (梅龍落下). (2)

Maeryong Fall (2)

Genius.

They are relatively easy to find after entering the Meteor Age.

It is literally a gift from heaven.

those who are far superior to others.

They were the ones who sought countless enlightenments with a single sword.

There has never been a time when there were no geniuses in an era.

Even if you look at the triad right now, they were superhumans who dominated an era.

The teenage masters of the Central Plains, who are called the Chilcheolsankwon (七鐵三拳), were also certainly not lacking in being called geniuses.

Even if you try to hide your talent, it will show through.

Even if they don’t want to be recognized, the world automatically recognizes them because each touch and each step is different from others.

No matter how much time passes.

Five Dragons and Three Peaks.

After all, those who represent the young late exponents call them the stars of the current era.

Because they were geniuses.

Those who were born with absurdity in the first place.

That’s not to say they won’t try.

It was just that the value of the effort was different.

I could tell just by looking at the disorganized sword dragon in front of me.

The youngest plum inspector, the first member of Hwasan. How heavy is the weight of these two nicknames?

It is only when you become a disciple of Lee, that you can only reach it if you have superior talent.

Embracing plum blossoms in the danteon and blooming plum blossoms at the tip of the sword had such a meaning.

To realize the nature of martial arts of volcanoes.

It must have already been a bizarre talent in that Youngpoong, who has the qualifications of the three great disciples, and has not yet passed the terms and conditions, has reached that place.

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Quadd Deuk!

such a spirit.

“Turn it off… !”

She was being pushed by a boy younger than herself.

Shinhyun doubted whether he was seeing properly.

The bet the boy exhaled was breathless heat.

You can see Yeongpung’s plum blossoms being swallowed up by the burning flames.

It wasn’t about how to use bets or how to contemplate and use the body.

It wasn’t that kind of problem, it was simply an overwhelming skill gap.

‘…How could that little boy.’

Guyangcheon in Shanxi District.

He is a boy who has not yet been properly known about what kind of person he is, let alone a nickname.

When it comes to Gu-Ga, Shin-Hyeon also knows Sega.

The place where Hohyeop (虎俠), a top martial artist in the world, is the hometown, and Sega, where the most late exponent Geombong is located.

And the three of his sister-in-law.

As such, I already knew that it was a place that mainly handled firearms.

Looking at Hohyeop and Geombong, he was only predicting that the boy would be no less.

It could be a father and son, but considering the Guyangcheon that Shinhyeon had seen, I thought it wouldn’t be like that.

‘…But I never thought it would be this much.’

Firearms are rough martial arts that are difficult for even a soldier to control himself.

Along with the North Sea’s ice ball, it was a powerful martial art that the user could not withstand and could be destroyed.

This is because the burden on the body that has to return the bet is great due to the violence of the simbeop.

Compared to other martial arts, it has greater destructive power and versatility, but I heard that it is too much to climb high as the body collapses before mastering martial arts.

But what about that boy?

A cold sweat ran down Shinhyun’s chin.

It’s great to emit fire enough to crush and crush the surroundings.

Not only did he have that level of internal energy, but he wasn’t harming the surrounding environment in that situation.

That meant he was perfectly handling that violent firearm.

Youngpoong tries to distance himself from the flames that are trying to eat him, but even that is not easy.

It was because Guyangcheon did not give the distance easily.

One of the important things in the fight between unmanned and unmanned is the sense of distance.

Especially when a swordsman like Yeongpung and a martial artist like Gu Yangchun fight.

If you’re going to narrow the distance, make it even narrower.

If you’re going to widen the distance, be more certain.

Gu Yangchun never lost sight of the narrow distance with Youngfeng.

It was said that he definitely knew how to deal with the swordsman.

Youngpoong gritted his teeth and placed a bet on his foot.

In an attempt to become Yeongpung, who was only retreating, he jumps toward Guyangcheon.

Even in an urgent situation, Young Poong’s sword is beautiful.

The well-trained steps are serious and heavy.

And it’s fast and fluid.

In order to unleash the complex and in-depth sword of Hwasan, he had to learn some difficult footwork for years.

As soon as Young Poong saw such a step, he immediately unfolded it.

It was on that day that Shinhyeon’s teacher and Youngpung’s teacher were convinced that Hwasan’s best equipment was Youngpung.

The tip of the sword is light and sharp.

With the sword Young Poong shows, plum blossoms spread out from the tip of his feet on the ground.

Maehwajigyeong (梅華之境).

A state where plum blossoms come out in every action performed by a scholar of Hwasan.

This was the criterion for plum inspection and a proof that he had become a true warrior of the volcano.

Seeing that, Shinhyun nodded.

Although he was somewhat pushed back by the flames of Guyangcheon, Youngpung starts a counterattack as if he found the way.

As if to show off, the petals that leaked out rushed along the sword path.

Mae-hwa, who was pushed by the flames, begins to suppress Geom-hwa.

Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Swordsmanship.

Hwasan’s swordsmanship unfolded beautifully in Youngpoong’s hand.

The movements were beautiful, but the bet on the sword was sharp, and the plum blossoms that followed it were no less.

Also… No matter what, to defeat the sword dragon.

“Cheuk… !”

‘What… ?’

Shinhyun’s eyes widen.

It was because Youngpung, who was eating grass, suddenly screamed.

In the glance, Gu Yangchun’s fist was hitting Yeongpoong’s side.

I tried to see more somehow with a bet, but the hot flames blocked my surroundings and I couldn’t see properly.

It meant that Shinhyeon, a disciple of Lee University, could not properly see into the flames that the boy spewed out.

‘…How deep can he be able to do this?’

I thought it was pushed down by plum blossoms, but I realized that Shin Hyun was mistaken.

It wasn’t reduced, but was it intentionally reduced?

The range of the flames was obviously narrowed, but on the contrary, the destructive power of the flames became thicker.

The petals that tried to resist burn helplessly and disappear.

Something fell out of the gap surrounded by crimson bets.

It was the wooden sword of Youngpoong.

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Quaang!

“Turn it off!”

Shortly thereafter, with the sound of an explosion, the young wind pierces through the flames and comes out from behind.

After rolling on the floor a few times, Youngpoong groaned and couldn’t get up easily.

Roaring!

The range of the flames, which had been fiercely hovering in the air, gradually narrowed.

Eventually, they gathered in a circle around Guyangcheon.

Due to the aftermath of the heat, steam rises around Guyangcheon’s body like a haze.

The plum blossoms, which were about to bloom, were swallowed up by the heat.

It seems that even a flower that blooms from a rooted tree and contains life is useless in the face of a blazing flame.

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Cruel and brutal.

Yeongpoong’s plum blossoms did not bloom properly in front of the boy’s flames and burned away.

Yeongpoong’s gaze at Guyangcheon with a moan was filled with various emotions, including surprise, bewilderment, and disbelief.

“Tsk.”

In the silence, a brief clicking sound was especially loud.

Yeongpung faced Guyangchun with trembling eyes, but could not bear the gaze and lowered his head.

Shinhyeon didn’t know why Yeongpung was like that, so he looked at Yangchun.

It was only then that Shinhyeon realized why Youngpung avoided his gaze.

In the eyes of Yangchun Gu when he saw Youngfeng.

There was a distinct sense of disappointment that anyone could notice.

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There are countless advantages and disadvantages of talented people.

Apart from that, there are definite downsides.

Even if it is a talent, it is bound to fall by itself, being blocked by a wall with ambiguous talent.

Because they came over the wall so easily, when they encounter the true wall, they are unable to cross it or break it and collapse.

Youngpoong is a genius.

I knew better because I had seen it in my past life.

But the wall couldn’t be crossed.

In terms of talent alone, Yeongpoong is on par with Goo Heebi or more.

Just looking at it right now.

Maehwa sword is not the name of a dog, and even if you are not good at it, it is an area that can be reached only after hard training and realization based on the simbeop.

It meant at least first-class unmanned.

First-class at an age that is not even a contract.

So it’s okay to be full of confidence.

[It’s ridiculous for you to say that.]

I, who was created surrounded by the nonsense of delay and return, had to put it down and watch it.

Whether it’s Shinnoya or the people around me, I don’t know.

Geniuses are arrogant.

Inevitably it must be so.

It’s Gu Gu Yeo-yeop, Namgung Cheon-jun, and at least Goo Hee-bi, whom I’ve seen so far.

Basically, because they are different from others, because they are excellent, because they can see themselves more objectively, they can be even more arrogant.

It was also the poison that would come the most to them in the future.

Young Poong is not bad as a person.

He knows how to set an example and has some sense of humor.

He is easily swayed by emotions because of his young age, but that too may be resolved with time.

However, even Young Poong is arrogant about his talent.

And one day it will eventually collapse against that damn wall.

Because he was like that in his previous life.

“What are you doing?”

Youngpoong’s shoulders shake at my ferocious question.

“Why don’t you pick up the sword again?”

I saw a wooden sword lying pathetically on the ground.

It must have been a herbivore who swung to try his hand at it.

It was only opened, but it was an empty herb.

It must mean that it hasn’t been learned yet.

[…What a monster he really is.]

That was Youngpoong’s biggest defeat.

[You say it easily, kid, do you think it makes sense to attack by stabbing a gap with that messy sword?]

It wouldn’t be easy, if there was a moment of anxiety or fear mixed in, it couldn’t be done if there was no certainty about the result.

This is the realm of experience rather than the realm of talent.

An experience that can only be obtained by frantically running through battlefields full of life.

I slowly approached Youngpoong.

The disbelief in Yeongpoong’s eyes, the eyes that he didn’t think he would lose.

How come all the geniuses look like that after knocking them down?

“I was expecting a bit because he suggested that I do a dance, but… I am very disappointed. Yeongpoong Dojang.”

…don’t expect it.

I felt like I was going to vomit trying to pretend it didn’t work.

The way someone overcomes arrogance is simple.

If you didn’t realize it yourself, just destroy it and that’s it.

It was a natural solution when a guy who lived for his own good taste realized that there was a better guy on top of him.

Of course, in this process, I will realize and despair and stay there.

I don’t know if I’ll try to ignore it and continue to live in my prideful taste, or I’ll grit my teeth and wake up.

I thought it would be nice if Bia Namgoong, who was the same swordsman, stepped in if possible.

For some reason, I was so pissed off and vomited…

[It wasn’t even something you had to do.]

‘Why are you saying something different now that you secretly wanted it?’

[Aren’t you the one who acted recklessly because of the guilt inside you?

‘Didn’t you decide not to ask?’

[…You really are a rotten guy.]

Namgung Cheonjun was standing on the verge of arrogance.

Youngpoong only looked coy.

There was a corner like a country boy who grew up listening to the sound of genius in a well called volcano.

Youngpoong, who had been sitting down, stood up.

I picked up the wooden sword that was lying next to me and grabbed it.

Youngpoong’s staggering hand slowly settled down.

It was forfeit.

“I lost…”

Like the others, there were no excuses.

I just admit it with a withered voice.

The more you look, the clearer it gets.

I don’t know what else to say, but it seems like it’s too much to open my mouth here.

No less, this would have been neat.

[Maybe it’s because he doesn’t look cheap, his behavior suits him well.]

‘That’s an insult, God Noya.’

[Of course it’s a curse, man, did it look like a compliment… ?]

‘…’

I don’t know how Yeongpoong will react to it, but I felt slightly refreshed after I relaxed after a long time.

I’ll take care of the aftermath, so I’ll just go to bed now… to do.

Suddenly, Namgoongbia blocked the way.

Namgoongbia, who stared at her for a while, said.

“Now do it with me.”

….What?