I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 204



[Episode 204] Let’s dance.

After hearing that Namgung Shinjae’s sword training was dependent on strength I tried to organize the martial arts I had and most of the ones I learned from the beginning were strong attacks.

The Wolnyeo Sword felt like the sum of all my tricks so even if I skipped over it the rest was like that.

Most magicians have no choice but to be strong.

A white-armed sword based on the wild nature of biting animals a small magic attack that tears and strikes the enemy and a black killing magic field that breaks apart.

Tathagata Shinjang was also a strong fighter.

Buddhist martial arts are originally based on straight lines and destruction. This may be because of the immortality system that subdues people by crushing their bones and muscles without killing them.

Although Cheong thinks it would be more merciful to just kill him cleanly.

Therefore it is difficult to grasp what the softness that flows penetrates and shakes while relaxing the body and weapons is.

Since there was a suitable martial art Cheong opened the martial arts window and poured a lot of training points into the martial arts spirit water.

Then as he usually did when learning a new martial art he rolled his eyes and started squirming but finally came to his senses and rubbed the area around his eyes.

Aside from that the applications of Muyeongsinsu that invaded my mind were quite interesting.

This was truly a thief’s technique…

Since the use of martial arts itself was exactly like that stealth using tricks without the opponent noticing took center stage.

A technique of attaching a sharp object such as an artificial fingernail to the index finger to secretly cut off pockets or knots on clothes.

Putting your hand through the hole and pulling out or inserting the item was the exact method used by the thief.

Why does a technique for unlocking locks exist in the world?

It was to the point where I felt like the kid who created martial arts in the first place had created it for an impure purpose.

Of course it is explained in great detail how one can do bad things with this application of Muyeongsinsu’s Chosik but Chosik itself was faithful to Geumnasu’s ability to hold break and twist.

So Cheong unfolded the martial arts spirit with his sword.

“hmm? Geomwoo?”

“Haha! How do you feel?”

The two wooden swords clashed together making a cute sound.

Then Cheong’s wooden sword flowed down along Namgung Shinjae’s wooden sword.

Namgung Shinjae turned his sword and guided it outward and Cheong responded by pushing and pulling the two wooden swords together not knowing that they would fall.

“Oh my god Geomwoo! “I never thought I would wake up like this in just one day!”

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“I’m kind of amazing. “Can you praise me more?”

Namgung Shinjae turned his wrist returned Cheong’s wooden sword to the outer blade and suddenly stabbed it straight in.

Cheong aligned his feet in a straight line stepped aside held out a wooden sword held straight like a drinking glass and stabbed outward.

Connecting riding pushing flowing.

It was rare for the two wooden swords to collide and even when they collided it was only a cute tapping sound that rang out.

Namgung Shinjae who was about fifty years old raised his palm and slowly took a step back.

“Whew. As expected Yugeom is a bit tired. But how did it take on softness and then become vulnerable to attack? “If you only focus on self-defense and are only good at pushing and sticking you won’t be able to win the game.”

“Well yesterday I was worried about the softness so I tried to spread some of the gold noodle with a sword. But um. Geumnasu is not a stabbing and cutting technique.”

This was because Geumnasu was originally a method of snatching tying breaking and pushing people down with their hands.

In the first place it is not a martial art performed with a sword.

So I could unfold it as if I had attached an extra joint and push or pull the wooden sword without damaging it but that was it.

At best he just goes straight through the edge of the sword and strikes the finger he is holding but Namgung Shinjae is so skilled that he never gives up the angle.

“hmm. Then wouldn’t it be okay to apply some of the techniques we just used to the sword techniques we originally used?”

“I tried it once to see if it would work or not. hmm. “Now I’m going to practice on that side.”

It was an attempt to put it together on my own since it was spread with a sword rather than with my hands.

Now that we had confirmed that it worked well it was time to apply it to swordsmanship as well.

But wow!

“evil!”

“this! Are you okay!?”

“This is it. “I’m so strong that I barely feel anything like this.”

Cheong said massaging his shoulders.

However contrary to what was said it was the first time in a long time that a proper blow was allowed.

If it had been Jingeom it was a very painful defeat that would have cost him an arm.

It was because of Cheong’s suddenly clumsy swordsmanship.

You can try something you don’t know at all.

However it was not easy to break the herbivorous habit that was imprinted on my head and body.

Rather Cheong’s own will intervened and it became an ambiguous scribble so the moment Cheong moved the sword of his own will his entire body was a loophole.

“hmm. That’s strange. Geomwoo. Don’t you suddenly not know what to do? “You’re acting like you’re experiencing combat for the first time.”

“hmm. “What does that mean?”

“Should I say that it feels like a person who has completed the perfect form of chosik by swinging it alone without any sparring or martial arts is seeing it in action for the first time?”

The Chosik used by the Qing took the form when martial arts was completed in its most perfect form.

It was not the image of Qing but the image taken by the head of martial arts which was simply stored in the head and then used.

However since he was able to break it down into very detailed fragments and write it he had a level of skill similar to that of a master which is evaluated as the deconstruction of herbivory.

However when I tried to modify it rather than use it the limitations of the martial arts I had learned in pseudo-practices were immediately exposed.

“hmm. Geomwoo. “Actually I can memorize everything up to the beginning but I can’t apply it at all.”

“You mean you memorized swordsmanship and used it? It’s bizarre but… “When you say it that way I can kind of understand it.”

When Namgung Shinjae was dealing with Cheong it always felt like three different swordsmen appeared alternately.

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When unfolding the Wolnyeo Sword there was a child-like innocence and when unfolding the Shinnyeo Sword there was the confidence of wanting to stand in the world as a hero like a master.

And there is an unknown swordsman who occasionally appears and has a very vicious viciousness that will give you a bone and bite off your neck without any hesitation.

Seeing that he didn’t want to reveal anything about it I could only guess that it was probably one of the murderous swords that the public looked at as a blind eye.

Until now I thought that the respectable swordsman was accurately reading the essence of each swordsmanship and unfolding it in the mind of the leader.

However since it is said that he just memorized it and unfolded it should we say that his understanding is great or should we say that his outstanding brain power is a hindrance to the development of his skills.

If you listen to what I’m saying now in the end-

“With your skills Geomwoo you couldn’t move forward at all from the state you were in when you went to the volcano the year before last right?”

“Well are you disappointed?”

“To be honest that’s true. In the end I only learned the strange habit of striking with the strength of my body and internal energy but wouldn’t it be said that I regressed as a swordsman? “How on earth have you been training so far to become like that?”

Cheong looked at him secretly and said.

“Well I’m going to try to do it right now. “It won’t be of any help to that swordsman but can I ask you to continue sparring…?”

“You mean this! Geomwoo is now on the right path so he feels happy and wants to celebrate!”

Namgung Shinjae revealed this.

Cheong showed the same smile in response.

—-

Namgung Shinjae unpacked one of his belongings in the room at Mucheongwan and after breakfast and lunch Paeng Daesan and Paeng Choryeo’s siblings came to visit and it was sparring again.

Although there was a minor incident where Namgung Shinjae was beaten by Peng Cho-ryeo under the pretext of sparring while making a half-sword.

After dinner I spent some time with Dannan who had been looking around all day.

Dannan didn’t go to the Jamryong Secretariat anyway.

You are addicted to the Chilbodanharkdok so if you do not shout surrender within six steps you cannot be saved even if you are attacked.

First of all you can’t say something like this after reading the poison and if you say what kind of poison you will use in the first place what is the meaning of it?

While Cheong was training he did his best to memorize things and sometimes showed himself preparing poisons by boiling medicinal herbs burying things baking them burning them etc. but just looking at him it was clear that he was bored.

After hanging out for a bit that night I washed up and went to bed.

“I can’t survive! what’s this!”

“hmm. “A trace of effort?”

“You have to do sparring and everything in moderation! From the beginning I said I was going to get beat up a bit today. “Then why didn’t you say anything until this point?”

Tang Nan-ah got angry at Cheong’s skin which had bruises here and there.

“Well even if you try gently it won’t help much. And anyway it’s not like you’re going to get some bruises or damage to your bones or muscles.”

“I’m a congressman you’re a congressman? “Look.”

Tang Nan-ah who saw the pulse muttered as if she was dumbfounded.

“under. But I’m still fine. How on earth did this body come into being? Still yeah. Even if the cancer is fine what if the woman is being beaten so that her body gets colored? “Why do you practice so foolishly?”

“The drops of sweat you shed now will save the drops of blood in the future.”

“The horse is very clear water. Besides you don’t practice like this even in the female priesthood. Training. Did you do it?”

Dannan was confused for a moment.

Now that I think about it it seems like the priestess’s teacher said that weird thing was called training.

I think it’s strange that you say something when you say you’re going to train hard.

“it’s okay. now.”

“what? “There’s something strange…”

Tangnan tilted his head.

There is something unclear about it though. what?

—-

The training that Cheong did at the priestess’ gate mainly sparring with Seomun Surin was always training with actual combat in mind.

Thanks to this he is more skillful than anyone else in taking out and using food so he focuses on using what he has properly.

And this time the sparring focused on melting what I had into my own.

Namgung Shinjae the Peng family and even Gongsun Yaoye joined in and continued to spar with each other for about five days fighting ten times and losing ten times but now he won once out of ten.

There was only one person who clicked his tongue at that sight.

“Godmother’s disciple. It’s poisonous. “Very poisonous.”

Shintu a man called the world’s thief stuck out his tongue.

Chu Zhonghyang split into two a weak side and a strong side.

Of course I looked for the strong one but the fortune I was looking for was in vain.

However I discovered a strange group called Seolga Sanghoe which had a strange number of experts and had an unusual amount of money.

I was suspicious so I dug around and achieved the feat of discovering the secret branch of the Demonic Cult. It wasn’t really Shintu’s interest.

In the first place the fact that the Demonic Cult was putting money in the midfield and stealing money was a secret that everyone guessed so even if one of them was discovered there was no particular use for it.

So returning to the opening and tracking down Chu Jong-hyang who was almost disappearing I ended up in the VIP room at Murimmaeng’s Mucheongak.

And snooping around trying to find the right time. I just witnessed Cheong unfolding the Muyeongshinsoo with his sword.

“That girl read the secret correctly back then! I was completely pretending not to know! “Oh the gods and vassals of the world have been completely deceived!”

It was a little different but not much different.

In any case it was the same in that the martial arts had been stolen.

After that it wasn’t a question of fortune.

It was because he had found the successor he had been looking for the fate that had been the most difficult for all the gods of history.

Since he stole Shintu’s items he should inherit Shintu’s name.

So after looking into it I realized this.

I already have a teacher that’s my godmother.

However if you feel like giving up you are not worthy to inherit the name of Shintu.

Because faith never gives up.

So thought Shintu.

Would a great thief who can steal everything in the world not be able to steal even though he is someone else’s disciple?

Rather if I were to become a named disciple of the top female student wouldn’t it be an opportunity to make a name for myself?