EP.59 The Fall of the Plum Dragon (2)
Plum Dragon Falls (2)
Genius.
These are the people who are relatively easy to find in the age of meteors.
It’s literally a gift from heaven.
Those who are far superior to others.
They were the ones who found countless enlightenment with just one stroke of the sword.
There has never been an era without geniuses.
Even if we just look at the three deities, they were the superhumans who dominated an era.
The ten greatest masters of the Central Plains, known as the Seven Iron Three Fists, were certainly worthy of being called geniuses.
Talent is something that shows itself no matter how hard you try to hide it.
Even if they don’t expect to be recognized, the world recognizes them because every touch and every step is different from others.
No matter how much time passes.
Five dragons and three phoenixes.
Those who represent the younger generation are ultimately called the stars of this era.
Because they were geniuses.
These people are born with absurdity.
That’s not to say they don’t try.
I was just saying that the value of effort is different.
You could tell just by looking at the sword dragon that was scattered right in front of you.
Youngest plum blossom inspector, best volcano reporter. How heavy is the weight of these two nicknames?
Only by becoming a great disciple, and especially by possessing outstanding talent, can one attain the Plum Blossom Sword.
That was the meaning of holding a plum blossom in one’s dantian and making the plum blossom bloom at the tip of the sword.
Realizing the true nature of the volcano’s power.
The fact that Youngpung, who is a member of the Third Great Order and has not even reached his prime, has reached there means that he already possesses a strange talent.
Quaddududuk!
That kind of wind.
“Ughhhh…!”
He was being pushed by a boy younger than him.
Shin Hyun doubted his eyes and wondered if he was seeing things properly.
The boy’s emanation was a breathtaking heat.
You can see the plum blossoms of Yeongpung being swallowed up by the blazing flames.
It wasn’t a question of how to use the bet or how to contemplate and utilize the body.
That wasn’t the problem, it was simply an overwhelming difference in skill.
‘… How could that little boy.’
Guyangcheon River in Shanxi Province.
He is a boy whose nickname is not yet known, and even his identity as a person is not known.
When it comes to Gugara, Shinhyun also knows Sega.
A place where the best martial artist in the world, Hohyeop (虎俠), is the head of the household, and the most skilled swordsman, Geombong, is located.
And the three of his own brothers.
I already knew that this was a place that mainly dealt with firearms.
Judging from his chivalry and swordsmanship, the boy was predicting that he would be no less skilled.
It could be the tiger father and dog son, but considering the Goyangcheon that Shin Hyeon had seen, he didn’t think that was the case.
‘… But I never thought it would be this bad.’
Fireworks are a type of rough martial art that even a person cannot control on their own.
Along with the North Sea’s ice, it was a martial art with such high destructive power that the user might not be able to withstand it and end up broken.
Because of the violent nature of the mind method, it is a burden on the body to have to return the bet.
I heard that although it has greater destructive power and versatility than other martial arts, it is difficult to rise high because the body breaks down before the martial arts can be mastered.
But what about that boy?
Cold sweat ran down Shin Hyun’s chin.
It’s also amazing how he can spew out so much firepower that it crushes and crushes the surroundings.
Not only did he have that level of internal energy, but he also didn’t cause any damage to the surrounding environment in that situation.
That meant he was handling that wild firearm with perfect precision.
Yeongpung tries to distance himself from the flames that are trying to consume him, but even that is not easy.
It was because Guyangcheon did not give up the distance easily.
One of the most important things in a fight between two unmanned vehicles is distance.
This will be especially true when a swordsman like Yeongpung and a martial artist like Guyangcheon fight.
If you’re going to close the distance, make it narrower.
If you’re going to widen the distance, be more certain.
Goyangcheon never missed the narrow distance with Yeongpung.
It was said that he knew exactly how to deal with inspections.
Yeongpung gritted his teeth and placed a bet on his feet.
Yeongpung, who had been retreating, jumps towards Guyangcheon.
Even in urgent situations, the Sword of Youngpung is beautiful.
A well-trained method is serious and weighty.
And it’s fast and fluid.
It took years of learning a somewhat arcane technique to unleash the complex and profound sword of the volcano.
The moment Youngpung saw that method, he immediately unfolded it.
That was the day when Shinhyeon’s teacher and Yeongpung’s teacher became convinced that Yeongpung was the best talent in Hwasan.
The tip of the sword is light and sharp.
With the sword that Yeongpung shows, plum blossoms unfold from the tip of his feet that touch the ground.
Plum blossom realm.
A realm where plum blossoms are present in every movement of the volcano’s disciple.
This was the standard for the plum blossom inspection and proof that one had become a true warrior of the volcano.
Shin Hyun nodded at that sight.
Although he seemed to be somewhat pushed back by the flames of Guyangcheon, Yeongpung seemed to have found a way and began a counterattack.
The flower petals that emerged as if to show off rushed along the sword path.
The plum blossoms, which had been pushed by the flames, begin to suppress the fire, making their appearance pale in comparison.
Twenty-Four Hand Plum Blossom Sword Technique.
The swordsmanship of the volcano was beautifully displayed in Youngpung’s hands.
The movements were beautiful, but the edge of the sword was sharp, and the plum blossoms that followed were no less.
As expected… no matter what, defeating the Sword Dragon is possible.
“Cough…!”
‘what…?’
Shin Hyun’s eyes widen.
This is because Youngpung, who was spreading his wings, suddenly screamed.
In a fleeting glance, Gu Yangcheon’s fist was striking Yeongpung’s side.
I tried to see more by placing a bet, but the hot flames blocked my surroundings and I couldn’t see properly.
This meant that Shin Hyeon, a disciple of Lee Dae, could not properly see the flames that the boy was spewing out.
‘… How deep must one’s inner energy be to be able to do something like this?’
I thought it had been pushed back by the plum blossoms, but I realized that it was Shin Hyeon’s mistake.
Was it not reduced, but intentionally reduced?
The range of the flames has clearly narrowed, but conversely, the destructive power of the flames has intensified.
The flower petals that tried to rebel are helplessly burned and disappeared.
Something fell out of the gap surrounded by crimson bets.
It was Yeongpung’s wooden sword.
Boom!
“Ugh!”
Soon, with an explosion, Youngpung bursts out through the flames.
After rolling on the floor a few times, Youngpoong groaned and had difficulty getting up.
Hurrruk!
The range of flames that were fiercely swirling through the air gradually narrowed.
Soon, they gathered in a circle around Guyangcheon.
Due to the heat, steam rises around Guyangcheon’s body like a haze.
The plum blossoms that were about to bloom were swallowed up by the heat.
Even the flowers that bloom from the rooted tree and contain life are ultimately useless in the face of the blazing flames.
Buried and brutally.
The plum blossoms of Yeongpung were burned to death before they could bloom properly in front of the boy’s flames.
Yeongpung’s gaze as he groaned and looked at Guyangcheon was filled with various emotions, including shock, bewilderment, and disbelief.
“Tsk.”
In the silence, a short tongue-clicking sound was particularly loud.
Yeongpung faced Guyangcheon with trembling eyes, but he couldn’t bear the gaze and lowered his head.
Shin Hyun looked at Guyangcheon, not knowing why Yeongpung was like that.
Only then did Shin Hyun realize why Yeong Poong was avoiding her gaze.
In the eyes of Goyangcheon looking at Yeongpung.
There was a distinct disappointment in it that anyone could sense.
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There are countless advantages and benefits that talented people have.
Apart from that, there are also clear disadvantages.
Even if you are a reporter, if you have mediocre talent, you will hit a wall and end up ruining yourself.
Because we have climbed over walls too easily, when we come across a real wall, we collapse without being able to climb over or break it.
Youngpoong is a genius.
I could know better because I saw the past life.
But the wall could not be overcome.
In terms of talent alone, Youngpoong is equal to or greater than Gu Hee-bi.
You can tell just by looking at it now.
Plum Blossom Inspection is not a name for a dog, and it is a realm that can only be reached through arduous training and enlightenment based on the mind method.
At least it meant a first-class unmanned vehicle.
First-class at an age that is not even the minimum age.
So, it’s okay to be confident.
[It’s ridiculous that you say such things.]
I had to put down and look at myself, surrounded by absurd things like fate and regression.
I don’t know if it’s Shin Noya or the people around him.
Genius is arrogant.
It inevitably has to be that way.
The people we’ve seen so far, like Gujeol-yeop, Namgung Cheon-jun, and even Gu Hee-bi.
Basically, because we are different from others, because we are superior, and because we can see ourselves more objectively, we can become even more arrogant.
That was also the poison that would come to them the most in the future.
Yeongpung is not a bad person.
He knows how to set an example and is somewhat perceptive.
Although he is young and easily swayed by emotions, that too may be resolved with time.
But even Young-pung is arrogant about his own talent.
And then one day you’ll finally collapse against that damn wall.
Because he was like that in his past life.
“What are you doing?”
Yeongpung’s shoulders shook at my fierce question.
“Why don’t you catch the black one again?”
A wooden sword was seen lying pitifully on the ground.
It must have been a slash and a blow that he swung with the intention of putting in some effort.
It was just an empty plant that was spread out.
I guess that means it hasn’t been that long since you started learning it.
[… He is truly a monster.]
That was Youngpoong’s biggest failure.
[Simple as that sounds, dear. Do you think it makes sense to attack by poking a hole in that messy sword?]
It wouldn’t be easy, if there was a moment of anxiety or fear mixed in, if there was no confidence in the outcome, it was something that couldn’t be done.
This is more of an area of experience than talent.
An experience that can only be gained by running around like crazy in a battlefield full of life.
I slowly approached Youngpoong.
The distrust in Youngpoong’s eyes was a look that said he had never thought he would lose.
Why do all geniuses have such eyes after they’ve been beaten up?
“I had high hopes since you recommended me to do the martial arts, but… I’m very disappointed. Youngpoong Dojang.”
… the anticipation is fucking crazy.
I felt like vomiting as I tried to pretend that it wasn’t happening.
The way someone overcomes arrogance is simple.
If you don’t realize it yourself, just break it.
It was a natural solution for those who were living in their own self-importance to realize that there were people who were even better than them.
Of course, in this process, you may realize, despair, and stay in that place.
It is unclear whether I will try to ignore it and continue to live in my own self-righteousness or grit my teeth and get up.
If possible, I would like Namgungbia, who was also an inspector, to step forward.
Somehow I ended up getting really upset and upset…
[It wasn’t something you had to do.]
‘If you secretly hoped for it, why are you bringing it up now?’
[You’re the one who’s acting up because of the guilt you harbor inside, aren’t you? What on earth is bothering you so much that you’re acting like this?]
‘Didn’t you decide not to ask?’
[… He really is a rotten guy.]
Namgung Cheonjun was standing on the edge of arrogance.
Youngpung was only visible in a subtle way.
Despite growing up in a well called Volcano and hearing people call him a genius, he had a country bumpkin side to him.
Yeongpung, who had been sitting still, sat up.
He picked up the wooden sword lying next to him and sharpened it.
Youngpoong’s unsteady hand slowly regained its composure.
It was a lottery.
“I lost….”
There were no excuses like the others.
He just admits it with a withered voice.
The more I look at it, the neater it looks.
I wondered what else I should say, but it seemed difficult to open my mouth here, so I took the lottery ticket and turned my back.
It would have been neat to this extent, no less.
[Is it because he looks so cheap? His actions match his looks.]
‘That’s a curse, God Noya.’
[Of course it was an insult, you idiot. Did it seem like a compliment to you…?]
‘… .’
I don’t know how Youngpoong will take it, but I felt a little refreshed after a long time of loosening up my body.
I’ll take care of the cleanup, so I should just go to sleep now…
Suddenly, Namgungbia stood in front of me and blocked my path.
Namgungbia, who had been staring at me for a long time, said.
“Now do it with me.”
….what?
