Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 167 Silmongdang (2)

“Hmm?”

After training all night, Gwanpyeong came out to get some fresh air and saw a woman heading somewhere.

She had a beautiful appearance, but her expressionless face showed a coldness beyond that of a government official. The unwavering steps and the magical energy that gently spreads are as sharp as a blade.

“Seo-yoon.”

Joo Seo-yoon looked back at Gwanpyeong.

Gwanpyeong approached with a leisurely pace.

“It’s been a while since we last met.”

“yes.”

The Heavenly Demon Church is so vast that it is not easy for disciples of the sect to encounter each other unless they decide to do so. In fact, among the people who had been practicing Protestantism for over ten years, there were people who did not even know each other.

“Is this the first time since the hall meeting?”

“yes.”

“How have you been?”

“yes.”

It’s still the same short answer. Guan Ping smiled. It was a smile that did not match the unique cold atmosphere.

“The air waves are amazing. “In the meantime, he has grown amazingly again.”

“thank you.”

“Haha, go a little slower. “I will catch up with you soon.”

Joo Seo-yoon glanced at Guan Pyeong.

Indifferent eyes that match an expressionless face.

“Your brother has been training hard too.”

“oh? “Do you see it?”

It was a view that transcended human limitations due to the great enlightenment he gained immediately after the coronation meeting. Not only was his martial arts skills kept secret and not revealed, but he was also the owner of exceptional military strength unbefitting his age.

“But…”

“Hmm?”

“no.”

The smile disappeared from Guan Ping’s face.

Joo Seo-yoon’s face when she turns her head is so expressionless that it is not easy to read. However, he was able to read a hint of disappointment in Joo Seo-yoon.

He was about to turn 30 and had amassed strength comparable to that of the head of a large sect. There is no doubt that it is a force that would cause wonder in others, but it seemed to be insufficient for Joo Seo-yoon.

‘hmm.’

Gwanpyeong asked.

“Anyway, where are you going so early in the morning?”

Joo Seo-yoon stopped walking.

After being silent for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth.

“Brother.”

“Speak.”

“I have no regrets about being president.”

“…!”

It was an unexpected bombshell. Guan Ping’s eyes wavered.

“So you don’t have to worry about me.”

“I just…”

“Okay then.”

Joo Seo-yoon lowered her head and went her own way again.

Guan Ping’s face hardened slightly as he looked at her back.

‘You have no regrets about being president?’

Even though we’ve seen each other until now, we haven’t had much conversation. I thought we would finally have a few words, but I couldn’t help but be surprised by what he suddenly said.

Gwanpyeong stood there for a long time and watched Joo Seo-yoon walking away.

After a while, Je-hwan appeared.

“Confucius. About what you said earlier….”

“….”

“Confucius?”

“Well, are you here?”

“Yes.”

Je-hwan turned his gaze to where Guan-pyeong was looking.

“Where are you looking?”

“Jehwan.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Let me keep an eye on Seo-yoon.”

“Oh, do you mean Lady Goku?”

“okay. “He is a sensitive child, so monitor him from a distance.”

“Why is Goku suddenly…?”

“It’s just a whim.”

Guan Ping’s eyes became cold.

“I hope I don’t have to be capricious anymore. That’s why I’m telling you to monitor it.”

* * *

“Confucius.”

Ma Dong-pil looked embarrassed.

“Gokunyeo….”

“I know.”

Xu Liang twirled his shoulders. Warm up your body before training.

“Just bring it in.”

“All right.”

After a while, Seo-ryang left the room and looked at Joo Seo-yoon standing on the side of the training hall.

Joo Seo-yoon slightly lowered her head. Seoliang responded with a shrug of his shoulders.

“did you eat?”

“yes.”

That was all the conversation was about. Seo-ryang nodded and went up to the training ground to warm up.

Joo Seo-yoon watched his movements.

Seoryang’s tall body, with long limbs and well-trained muscles, was worthy of being called a work of art. There were dozens of scars across his entire upper body, but they didn’t look ugly.

thud.

Seo-ryang took a strong step forward and lowered his posture.

A serious face and clenched fists. The eyes staring ahead suddenly calmed down.

Joo Seo-yoon’s eyes sparkled.

‘Is this the beginning of training?’

They do not care about showing their training to others. At least in that respect, he has something in common with me.

Sreuk.

Xi Liang stretched out his fist.

Each punch and each step are made with care. But the action was very slow. To the point where I thought I was training blunt force.

‘Are you correcting your posture?’

Slurp.

Slowly, more and more slowly.

Although it is a slow movement, it has the magic power to make you look blankly. The speed was constant and the force applied to the muscles was the same. There were many loopholes in the posture itself, but there was no waste of strength.

It was like watching the gentle dance moves of dancers.

‘It’s a martial law. There is little change, but the hitting point is precise. ‘It’s a method of force.’

Surprisingly, Joo Seo-yoon was able to immediately see through Seo-ryang’s martial arts tendencies just by watching his gentle movements from the side. This meant that her insight was unique.

How much time has passed like that?

Tuk. Patter.

The sweat from Seo-ryang’s body fell to the floor.

Even though I am using the appropriate amount of energy, I still sweat. From the perspective of power distribution, it is a very difficult and high-level training, but it is difficult to understand why a master who has reached the extreme would sweat so much.

Joo Seo-yoon was secretly curious.

‘It’s difficult, but it’s not a training that should be that difficult. But why…?’

For a moment she was startled.

‘Bobeop?!’

Yes. The training that Seoliang focused on was footwork, not boxing.

The level of martial arts he was using was so high that I didn’t realize it, but when I realized it again, I was learning a method of tremendous difficulty.

‘I can’t believe there was a walking technique like that.’

Even with the eyes of a genius, it is impossible to tell which direction it is pointing. I couldn’t read anything about the proportions of the attack and defense or what gaps were being filled.

‘But…’

Muhak itself is amazing, but questions still remain.

‘Even though he is practicing high-level footwork and boxing techniques, he still finds it so difficult…’

Joo Seo-yoon is filled with deep doubts.

Eventually, Seoryang’s training came to an end.

“It’s still hard. “I need to stop.”

Joo Seo-yoon looked up at the sky. The sun had moved, but it was still less than half an hour ago.

‘already? ‘You’re finishing your training so quickly?’

It’s not like the face is about to explode, and it’s not like I’ve used up all my strength. Still, they say it’s hard and they stop.

‘Are you satisfied with that level of intensity of training?’

I knew that if you were a master of extreme magic, you would be able to train in ways that others could not imagine. I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even lift a finger, so I thought I wouldn’t be able to move for a while.

But no. Although I feel quite exhausted, I am at a level where I can quickly recover my stamina without any luck.

‘How on earth…?’

Confusion appeared on Joo Seo-yoon’s face. How can one be satisfied with such easy training? How could I become a master?

“It’s a cherry blossom.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

The cherry blossoms that were standing in the distance, scouring, came rushing over.

“Shall we eat something?”

“yes!”

Seo-ryang glanced at Joo Seo-yoon.

“Would you like to have a meal too?”

“….”

“Chrysanthemum, please prepare one more serving.”

A seat was spread out on one side of the training ground.

Seo-ryang raised his spoon.

“Let’s eat.”

Ma Dong-pil and Aenghwa ate their rice.

Joo Seo-yoon sat down awkwardly and looked at Seo-ryang. Seoliang was almost ready to sweep the entire table.

Seoryang said while eating for a while.

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Would you like to play later?”

“It’s my honor.”

“good.”

After a short conversation, the sound of chomping took over the table again.

It was after three plates had been emptied that Seoyang opened his mouth again.

“It’s a cherry blossom.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“There is no need to leave boiled meat lying around everywhere. “But Geumho isn’t coming.”

Cherry Blossom’s face became tearful.

Xu Liang chuckled.

“do not worry. “He must be having fun somewhere.”

“yes.”

“So I picked up all the meat and ate it.”

“Ah….”

“It’s already humid and hot, so it’s a waste of food if it spoils if you leave it as is.”

“I was short-thinking. “I have committed a mortal sin.”

“If that was a death penalty, I would have died 10,000 times more…”

Joo Seo-yoon, who was quietly listening to the conversation, was inwardly surprised.

‘There is no wall.’

The third brother treated the guard and maid as if they were friends. What was even more surprising was that the atmosphere was formed naturally rather than forced.

“so.”

Joo Seo-yoon, startled, looked at Seo-ryang.

Xi Liang was watching the meat dish in front of her with greedy eyes.

“Are you going to eat it or not?”

“I…”

“If you’re not going to eat it, give it to me.”

Joo Seo-yoon handed over the plate. Seoliang greedily emptied his plate.

“Did you get anything?”

Everyone looked at Xiliang.

Seo-ryang cast his gaze at Joo Seo-yoon.

“You say you learn by watching? “Did you get anything?”

“Not yet.”

“Of course it is.”

Joo Seo-yoon’s eyes wavered. Of course, what does this mean?

“Enlightenment is only valuable if you gain it yourself. But there’s nothing worse than wasting time, so I’ll tell you, it will be the same in the future.”

“You mean it’s the same?”

Before he knew it, Seoryang had emptied all his dishes and was pounding his stomach. It was a face that looked drowsy.

“It’s not because of the gap in martial arts between you and me. “It’s hard for you now to understand your problem no matter who you see in your training.”

“Why?”

“Why is it because I’m so obsessed?”

“If you’re talking about obsession with martial arts…”

“No. “It’s an obsession with the belief that your method will allow you to grow the fastest.”

“…!”

“I’m not going to tell you to give up your obsession, but you have to admit that your obsession isn’t the right approach for everyone.”

Joo Seo-yoon thought carefully about Seo-ryang’s words.

‘Obsession? ‘I’m obsessed with my own ways?’

That can’t be possible. She was clearly training harder than anyone else, but at the same time, she knew how to rest when she needed to. If it is training including rest, then there is nothing to say.

“Human relationships are the same, right? Relationships develop when you understand the other person. It’s like martial arts. There are countless martial artists, each with their own method. “If you don’t acknowledge that way and think about it, it will always stay that way.”

Xiliang scratched his head.

“Well, it’s not really something I need to say to you. At your age, how many people in the world do you think have achieved the same heights as you? “I bet it won’t be more than five.”

“I’m not satisfied.”

“If you are not satisfied, expand your horizons.”

What on earth does it mean to have a hard mind to expand your horizons? I have a sufficiently flexible mind when it comes to nothing, so what is so different between me and this person?

“Wow, I’m full, so I guess I’ll buy it now. “I feel strong.”

Seoyang twirled his arms and grinned.

“I told you in advance, but you won’t see it.”

Ma Dong-pil smiled.

“I can’t help but hope.”

“Are you crazy about your confidence? Okay, I’ll make your eyes blue today…”

For a moment, Seo-ryang frowned.

It was the same for Ma Dong-pil. His eyes became cold.

Joo Seo-yoon was puzzled by the completely changed atmosphere.

‘why…?’

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Get him.”

Wow!

Ma Dong-pil moved like lightning.