I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 220



[Episode 220] Sleeping Dragon Secret Service Association

Sixty-four people including twenty-four people who came through the preliminaries and forty people who advanced to the finals through recommendations from political factions were scheduled to compete in the first round.

Today was the first match between groups 1 and 3 which meant that we had to keep waiting for our turn without knowing when it would come.

Cheong’s plan to find Cheon Yu-Hak and ask if this side effect was too severe and if there was another way was also pushed aside.

Miss I don’t even know where Master is.

I’m sure they must be in the market since I’ve heard them muttering that they’re selling herbal medicine but I guess there’s no way to find them after they’ve sold them all out with their unique sales tactics (hard selling).

So what a feeling it is to have to watch the fight between those lowly bastards in a very impatient situation!

Well it’s fun….

Originally low-level fights were much more fun than expert fights.

That’s because even if you watch a master fight you don’t really know what’s going on but if you watch a low-level fight you can clearly see the situation at a glance so it’s exciting and thrilling.

Oh Jidangkwon Ma Sohyeop also came up?

Ma So-hyeop a master of Jidangquan continued to crawl on the ground to welcome Gui Yang-mun’s disciple Chae So-hyeop.

Normally crawling on the ground would mean defeat but Ma Sohyeop an expert in land party power actually seemed to have secured the victory because he originally crawled on the ground.

The poor Guiyangmun disciple continued to struggle probably not knowing how to attack the opponent crawling below his knees.

In fact in any swordsmanship there is no such thing as a herbivore against an opponent crawling below the knees.

Then in the end Ma Sohyeop burrowed in like a snake pressed down on his crook and fell down weaving his feet around to subdue him.

Then Sohyeop tried his best to get away but each time he could only hold back a scream from the pain that stabbed his bones.

The Murim League expert who was watching the referee made a quick decision after watching several attempts by the suppressed Guiyangmun disciple to escape.

This is not a biased decision but rather a brief observation to see what methods are likely to escape from being suppressed.

“Win! “Maonsa from Shinyeo wins!”

That brought cheers from the audience.

Ma Xiaoxiao waved his hand happily and the poor disciple Guiyangwen lowered his head and trudged away.

I had to at least show a decent performance in the competition but looking at the opponent even that wasn’t easy.

“Tsk tsk. It’s very nasty. How can you hold your head up like that? But that doesn’t mean we can tell that child not to use the mortgage.”

Seomunsu-rin said with regret.

Seomun Surin once advised me to accept ten sum no matter how low the level of the other person is or how poor their skills are.

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It was a request that it was not a life-or-death situation but that they should at least be given a chance to show off their skills in a good place where members of political factions gathered.

The fame that Ma Sohyeop gained from winning was like being an ugly martial arts expert who was good at crawling on the floor and the loser was like a bad guy who lost.

Even if they win there is not much to be gained and apart from that the disciples of Guiyangmun will now regard Ma Sohyeop as their enemies so they will only bear resentment.

The reason why Moorim avoided land rights was because only the shortcomings were leaking out from all sorts of places.

After that the party continued and familiar faces appeared occasionally. Gongsun Yaoye easily cut down the Sangbaek Pine Tree at Seocheon Shopping Center and Zhuge Yihyeon swung an iron wire and knocked out someone called Cheonghae Man.

And then it was Cheong’s turn.

The Murim Maeng warrior in charge of the proceedings said it would be just a moment and guided us to the waiting room.

The waiting room was like a ship floating in a stadium on a canal and as soon as I entered the sounds of humming and snoring rang out.

It was almost like blowing one’s nose not a snort. Cheong looked at the owner of the sound.

“under! Preface Sojeo is showing his true colors? “What on earth are you wearing?”

In fact there was only one woman in the world who would start a fight as soon as she saw Cheong.

Mo Yong-Juhee pointed a finger at Cheong.

“What is that blatantly lashed pole? It looks like you’re trying to make your body known to the entire midfield. In that case wouldn’t it be better to just take off your top and leave?”

Chaedae refers to a woman’s belt. Unlike the hometown of the Qing Dynasty there were so many types of waist belts in the Jungwon that all were called chaedae as long as they were wrapped around the waist outside of clothing.

To prevent Cheong from rubbing his skin he wrapped his waist tightly with a wide cloth.

Even so only the waist is thin and the denim is very thick on the top and bottom so the large deviation of the curves is bound to be clearly revealed.

Cheong sighed deeply.

Did he say that was a greeting or something?

“Aren’t you tired of arguing over everything Sojeo Moyong? Now that you say that everyone is comparing. Hey guys I’m being rude so could you please look away?”

It’s not that they weren’t other people in the waiting room were taking turns looking at Cheong and Mo Yong-juhui.

“profit…!”

Mo Yong Ju-hui gritted his teeth with a red face and fiercely glanced at the candidates waiting to compete in the waiting room.

With embarrassed expressions those waiting to participate pretended to wonder if there might be strange patterns on the floor walls or ceiling.

It was then.

“Aaaah!”

“Kyaaaaak! “Aaaah!”

Suddenly a desperate scream erupted from outside the waiting room.

It was a heartbreaking scream that seemed to tear the liver apart.

The people in the waiting room who were startled jumped up and looked out the door.

Then outside-

“Aaaah! Confucius! Prince Peng! Please look here! “Aaaah!”

“Jade Kirin! “Aaaah!”

“Oh my how did I make eye contact…”

dump. There were women who collapsed one after another.

The most handsome man in the world destroyed the woman’s spirit and made her faint with just his eyes.

In recent years its popularity has not died down at all despite some bad rumors so isn’t it a situation where women dressed in rags appear one after another after the movie’s release?

Why am I surprised for no reason….

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Cheong sighed and sat down.

Surprisingly Mo Yong-Juhee also frowned and turned away.

Mo Yong Ju-hui frowned as Cheong turned to face him.

“Why are you doing this? Are you surprised that you are not watching the most handsome man in the world? You’re funny. “Did you seem so pathetic that you were clinging to a man you didn’t like?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“That’s exactly what your eyes looked like?”

“Can you see my eyes? “Are you around Hwa-kyung?”

Cheong doesn’t know the exact principle but when he becomes an expert in flower painting he can see through it even if it is covered with cotton thread.

“Tch.”

Mo Yong Ju-hee turned his head away as if he didn’t want to deal with him.

I didn’t really want to deal with Cheong either so I said something. Well I don’t think we’ll ever see each other again.

As I was doing that another frantic scream rang out from outside.

I experienced it once so I can understand it without even looking at it.

It looks like the mountain won.

Afterwards it was Mo Yong Joo-hee’s turn and she was guided out to the aisle. As no one could agree the host’s voice said “Mo Yong Joo-hee wins!” A cry was heard.

And only then was it Cheong’s turn.

After going along the inside of the ship crossing a few planks of the dock going back inside and climbing up the stairs there was even a handrail provided for the footrest.

Somehow they all rose up from the floor and attempted to overpower them with new techniques.

If there is a handle on the footrest even if you are weak in divine techniques you can jump up at least one foot.

Cheong flew up by lightly stepping on the clouds using an anti-gravity walk.

So he easily touched the non-stage with his toes and stood gracefully without a sound.

“It is called Hwanyuk a shaman’s disciple. “I learned Taegeuk Shingeom and Myeonjang.”

Then with the sword he used the palm of his left hand to spread the sword in a cardinal manner.

Cheong also responded by unfolding the basic formulas for the Shinnyeo sword and the Wolnyeo sword.

After that Taoist Hwanyuk suddenly asked a question –

“Preface Soger? Have we ever met before? “It looks familiar…”

What does he say again? What kind of trick is this again?

Was the custom of overpowering the enemy through nerve-wracking conversation not only present in Hyundai but also in the Central Plains?

Cheong which was not defeated in that regard responded.

“Aren’t these words inappropriate for a shaman’s disciple to say?”

“yes? “What is that…”

Hwanyuk wondered what that meant and soon realized his mistake.

Since he said he looked familiar to the woman with her face covered it could be seen as an obvious trick.

It wasn’t that it was just vague as if the womb of an unusual body was coming to mind or not but it was also rude to say it out loud. You’ve got a great body but people will ask where I’ve seen it before.

“sorry. Please forget it.”

This is no match for me so I’m starting an argument.

Cheong’s lips drooped as if he was laughing.

It would have been quite unfair if Hwan-yuk had not been able to see it because he was in a funeral.

I only asked because I thought I saw it so innocently I didn’t have any other intentions.

“I will give up the player.”

“How can that be? “I should make concessions.”

“If you really want to.”

Since the distribution of the office was distribution there was no obligation to say hello to the old group.

Therefore even for those who knew the state of Qing the only ones they encountered were the elders so if they were from a sect with no ties they were just young girls from the priestess’ sect.

Moreover the insidiousness of the former master who presented a disciple of conversion. Cheong did that and Shaolin disciple Wolbong did that because he didn’t really brag about showing off his victory.

Cheong didn’t hesitate and just bounced his ankle and walked forward.

Master said that a shaman’s sword is soft.

What are you trying to show?

Cheong lightly flicked his sword.

The three herbivorous method of the divine woman sword the preface of the Cheonnyeojangbu Surin is my favorite and Cheong is also the herbivorous of such a simple diagonal cut.

When Hwanyuk struck his sword his arms drew a large circle vertically and his feet moved to draw a large circle horizontally.

Thus the iron sword raised with its back to the right is pushed forward with a soft arc flowing out the blue herb.

Cheong too did not resist the pushing force and turned his body once to face Hwanyuk.

Let’s work like this.

Cheong thought.

Ah this is how it moves.

He told me to look at my eyes to read attacks and to look at my feet to read martial arts.

I don’t know much about Taegeuk Shingeom but the direction of the walking method is definitely different from before.

The method of footwork is to find the most appropriate position according to the path of the herbivore so that the force can be properly concentrated on the weapon.

Namgung Shinjae’s walking method is static so it is not for movement but for supporting the body and standing firm.

Paeng Cho-ryeo’s footing method is used to move forward and backward at a diagonal angle to maintain rotation while Paeng Daesan’s footing method is aimed at maximizing the destructive power of the sword by moving large up and down.

And now as Hwanyuk’s step extended to the left and right and drew a curve it seemed as if a large circle was being drawn centered on a distant place behind Cheong.

This sum three sum four sum.

Cheong continued to think.

Is this an angle rather than a distance?

Positioning to guide the flow outward and add force in the direction of progress. If you get caught up in it the offensive will soon be reversed.

Oh well. Six sum seven sum.

It was a movement like a matador.

It forces the enemy to follow a straight line moves left and right pulls out the body pushes it and tries to get on its back.

So what should I do?

You would have to rush faster and stronger to take it down in one group use tricks to guide the circle into a blocked path or respond by spinning.

Eight sum nine sum ten sum.

Cheong who was swinging and clashing his swords with softness softly lifted his right foot.

And that moment.

The raised foot suddenly and violently stomps on the ground and boom!! A shock that echoes throughout the training hall. In an instant Cheong’s new model leaned forward by one step.

A fierce sword attack follows him!

Hwanyuk hurriedly swings his knife and cuts it away. Yes!! And the sound of cast iron breaking. At the same time a shadow suddenly appeared on Hwanyuk’s face.

Hwanyuk’s gaze quickly soars. A beautiful white hand that blocks the sun and casts a shadow under the May sky. We’re getting closer cutting through the air.

Hwanyuk realized late that the sword was a bait but it was already too late.

And then tap.

The blade of Cheong’s hand touched the top of Hwanyuk’s head.