I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 203



[Episode 203] Let’s dance.

In fact Cheong merely offered an apology as if he was accepting the loss.

After Mo Yong Joo-hee exploded in a drinking contest there were no regrets left.

However I was tired of growling every time I saw him and looking at Jun’s face I thought it would be a good idea to resolve this issue.

Moreover even though Mo Yong Joo-hee was throwing insults here and there everyone was just sighing and thinking “Wow that’s even more so.”

Even though the latter-day indexes who continued to fight each other opened their eyes and harbored hatred towards each other that was all it was. It was just a cute revenge that said “Let’s wait and see I will end up embarrassing you.”

However Mo Yong Ju-hee’s automatic sarcasm was a very dangerous speaking habit.

Even the witch of Sapa would have nothing to say if her head was blown off if she touched her wrongly.

So if you change your habits now you could save someone’s life later.

In any case Cheong achieved his purpose of attending the Yongbong Branch.

I decided to stay at Mucheongak from now on and refine myself through training and rest so wasn’t this the last Yongbong branch meeting I attended to announce that people who want to join me should stick around here and there?

To escape from the lazy Seomun Office and return to the prepared talented and unmanned Seomun Office.

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In the sparring that ended in just a few rounds Namgung Shinjae spoke with a serious expression.

Because Namgung Shinjae is always serious.

“I felt it last time too but my sword fighting skills have become even weaker. It seems like you’ve been relying too much on power. hmm. Originally martial arts was created for humans to overcome their own limitations.”

“What does that mean?”

“Haven’t Geomwoo’s power become a business? So I guess I’m just swinging with a lot of force but I’m actually regressing in terms of my skills?”

Even if there were a hundred mouths there was nothing to say because the Qing’s fight had always relied on force and cunning.

He created a gap with his ignorant strength and his even more incredible inner strength and if there was poison in the Tathagata God and Divine Woman God Beast he used poison and he used magic skills once in a while taking notice.

For your information the Divine Maid’s Divine Beast is a state in which both divine and magical attacks overlap and from our perspective it is a divine attack anyway so you can proudly display it.

As a result people prefer the herbivores that are simple and have large and powerful movements.

Namgung Shinjae showed off a wooden sword that disappeared over the handle revealing a sharp cross section.

“If it were a matter of life and death there would be no way for me to beat Geomwoo. However sparring is just a competition of skills and you have to be considerate so as not to injure your opponent.”

“hmm. As expected Geomwoo. I wanted to hear this diagnosis. “What should I do?”

“There is no need to be too obsessed with winning or losing. It’s not a matter of life or death. “You should think of it as experiencing and dealing with a skill you don’t know rather than giving up on winning.”

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Cheong obediently accepted the advice.

Anyway this is what good friends are all about.

“good. Come Geomwoo! Mu Guang Sword is hungry!”

“Good! “I’m going!”

Thus Namgung Shinjae of the Qing Dynasty. One to nine.

Cheong was frustrated with the unbelievable results.

The one win he did win was the result of force so it could be said to be invalid.

“Why does this body keep losing? Clearly humans were not designed to be defeated. It’s a hex! “What kind of magic trick have you used Namgung Shinjae?”

“That’s because sparring isn’t really a fair game.”

Sparring is not originally something that is done to determine the winner.

Still if we were to weigh the pros and cons martial arts that aim to subdue rather than kill are much more advantageous and martial arts that are based on softness rather than strength and technique rather than simplicity are far more advantageous.

And Cheong liked to strike down the thousand-year-old Salseong with a force that transcended humanity.

It was literally rat poison in Dalian.

“This is a completely tilted sparring hall right? “What kind of battle are you looking at with cars guns and horses?”

“But that doesn’t mean you can’t risk life or death. Besides it’s not much different from a non-musical club so wouldn’t you think of it as practice?”

Just because Cheong was dissatisfied the Jamryong Secretariat did not turn into something like ‘life or death ~ a competition for everyone’s survival ~’.

“Well if you have to work hard you’ll be fine…”

According to the special rules of training sparring if either of them broke their wooden sword Qing lost. So it is inevitable that there will be disastrous results in one vs. nine.

It was a special measure to reduce Cheong’s dependence on physical strength and train his skills.

“Geomwoo it’s not good to leave an escape hole like that. “You have to think of winning through skill.”

“In the first place if there is no escape hole you shouldn’t go in right?”

“Haha you can’t defeat Geomwoo with your mouth. “Here we go again!”

So again five rounds one win four losses.

Since the winning rate was doubled should we call it a daily win?

As Namgung Shinjae stepped back for a moment to catch his breath Cheong gestured to Paeng Daesan this time.

“Okay next is the mountain. “Come on in.”

“Let’s spar right now? Without rest?”

“I feel like my body has completely relaxed right? “Now that I’m feeling better I shouldn’t miss the time.”

“hmm. I also have good physical strength. “Don’t even think about using it as an excuse after losing.”

“Ooh. Are you going to provoke me? Are you going to leave your good sword and talk about it?”

“That damn half-sword…!”

And after the Qing won twice they lost eight times.

It was because of Paeng Daesan’s dastardly moves.

“Why not just aim for weapons! “I was completely determined to win!”

“Aren’t rules rules? “I said if the weapon breaks it’s your loss.”

“It’s only a sparring match so you’re obsessed with winning or losing?”

“You have to win and say that after saying all sorts of things.”

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Cheong frowned.

After defeating him twice he only said a few words but the guy got angry and acted cowardly.

Paengdaesan just used a strong attack to induce a collision and struck and when he received a strong attack the wooden sword broke.

Besides the wooden sword must be very weak.

It was a specially made cheap wooden sword that Namgung Shinjae had ordered from soft wood after diagnosing Cheong’s condition after his ebony wooden sword broke during a sparring at the last Yongbongji meeting.

It was Namgung Shinjae’s warm heart for Geomwoo’s growth.

Although I felt a little heavy after two more chests arrived as the speed at which the wagon was burning one chest was unusual.

He knew when to use it and prepared it as much as I did.

“Would you like to pay for that wooden sword? “I’m doing it all myself…”

“Even if you do everything it’s less than half the price of the ebony wooden sword that Geomwoo broke last time. They were all roughly shaped and carved out of miscellaneous wood used as firewood. “Isn’t it fun that the centers are all different?”

“hmm.”

“Besides what kind of money is there in the place where the sword is shared between the swordsman and the sword?”

“Geomwoo! moved! No Geomdong! Inspection!”

“I like the inspection! I am the real swordsman! ruler! “Let’s split the black again!”

Peng Daesan’s eyes narrowed at that.

A lot of people played around and fell asleep.

“Geomwoo take a break. mountain! “Come here!”

“San take a breath. Geomwoo! “It’s a shift.”

Then Cheong took turns between the two.

As he continued to focus on breaking intact wooden swords broken wooden swords piled up in the Mucheongak training hall.

It was a sight that made anyone look at the wooden sword and think it had a grudge against it.

After the pile of firewood which was essentially a wooden sword was piled up the sun had already set and darkness had fallen on the son-in-law.

“Huh huh huh next mountain huh huh…”

He shouted the following while his body was soaking wet.

It was only natural since he swung for two and a half hours without taking a single break.

Peng Daesan and Namgung Shinjae exchanged glances.

Isn’t Namgoong a bit strange too?

I know. Training is training but somehow I feel like I’m anxious to overwork my body.

After exchanging opinions like that the two men quietly changed the topic.

“Sparring is good but aren’t you getting hungry?”

“Yes Geomwoo. Training is good but you have to eat enough.”

The effect of customized topic change was amazing!

Cheong’s eyes widened and he quickly started to chew.

“Oh? Wow you forgot to eat? I’m so hungry. “Let’s eat rice.”

—-

Gwangju in May is already experiencing the hottest weather.

Fortunately it was cool at night so they set up small tables on the main street and received guests.

A string of lanterns was hung between the buildings and under the warm light a group of people young and old were having a meal.

It looked like an old woman bringing her sickly granddaughter but even with the eyes of an animal it looked easy. A stray dog ​​noticed it and slowly approached her.

Then the old woman looked down at the dog.

“hmm? 웬 개새끼가. Is the world this ugly? So it looks like the owner threw it away?”

Even as the old woman said that she smiled and stroked the dog’s head and rubbed its chin.

The woman smiled happily and said.

“Aren’t you truly a stupid beast? How did they choose the new school among so many people? Did he even smell blood? “It’s amazing.”

“Don’t they say that even dogs know who is pretty? It must be something like an animal’s instinct. “You look so chubby.”

Shinpa Sosumapa threw a whole large croaker and the stray dog seeing food for the first time in a long time shook its tail until it fell off and hit its head.

“Oh my god. You should not give fish to dogs. “The thorn can get stuck in your throat.”

“Isn’t that why it’s my job? And beach dogs only eat fish. Even dogs in rural areas who have never even eaten fish get thorns while eating it.”

“Hmm. Even if you are a sinner you are kind to dogs.”

At that Sinpa burst out laughing.

“Whatever. Dogs are much better than people. “I am a foolish animal that wags its tail even at the owner who boils it. Aren’t I the wonderful things that know grace and don’t change?”

“You say things like that but I don’t really understand. You never know what a dog is thinking do you? Wouldn’t it be strange if one day he suddenly changed his mind and asked me something? “How can you know what a dog is thinking unless you are a dog?”

Eon Yeon-young looked down at the stray dog ​​that was mindlessly eating croaker.

For some reason those eyes were vague and had the expression of a person recalling a certain moment in the past.

The dog must have been very hungry

In an instant the large croaker was chewed and swallowed leaving not a single piece of skin behind.

After that it starts wagging its tail again and this time approaches Eon Yeon-young and makes a pleasant panting noise.

Eon Yeon-young secretly reached out her hand and gently stroked the stray dog’s hard head.

“When I was young I was really afraid of dogs. But since it has become such a trivial thing Um Shinpa is right. Dogs are better than people. At least the dog follows the person who feeds it. “You don’t care what kind of person he is do you?”

“Aren’t all kinds of animals the same thing? If you think about it humans are much worse than animals. “How great would the world be if we were just like animals.”

“hmm. is it so. Shall we stop yelling at our Cheongseung fans? “You need to get back to work soon right?”

Eon Yeon-young slapped her hands against the wall.

Then there were people standing up all at once from the tables on the sidewalk that were filled with pavement.

Then Eon Yeon-young raised her long white finger and pointed to one side.

The straight line pointed by Eon Yeon-yeong’s finger passed through the main street and led to the main gate of the huge manor.

It was the manor of Gwangdong Jinga the owner of Gwangju.