I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 224



[Episode 224] Sleeping Dragon Secret Service Association

Since the Martial Arts Tournament was also held members of the Bangeomsangdaohoe also secretly gathered at Mucheongak.

The first president was Seo Mun-cheong and without his knowledge a group was formed and he was given the position of president.

“But isn’t it a half-sword double sword club? “Why are you attacking what the thief gave away?”

“Anyway when someone who doesn’t know hears it the sword won’t be the first thing they do. “I don’t want to have to explain a name that would be embarrassing to reveal so we agreed that Ban-geom would come first.”

“What are you ashamed of the Half-Blade Twin Blades Association?”

The members calmly nodded their heads at him.

Since the name was originally given out of anger while making fun of each other’s weapons it is natural to be embarrassed.

In the first place the act of a warrior belittling an opponent’s weapon and striking it down is childish in itself.

In any case the martial arts competition was not a particularly attractive event for Cheong’s friends.

The most handsome man in the world (no friends) who is uncomfortable with gatherings and Pang Cho-ryeo (no friends) who has nothing to do because he is not a reviewer.

There’s Geomchi (no Geomwoo) who wants to swing his sword one more time while they’re hanging out at the martial arts tournament Gongsongyoye who just has no friends and Dannanah who also has no friends and has a nasty temper.

When Cheong thought about it if he thought about it one by one they were all members who had some kind of flaw and had no friends.

So it is fate that this person with many friends has no choice but to take on the position of president and lead these loners.

However it was difficult to see only Jegal Yihyun’s face.

This was because he was an extremely extroverted muscular man who liked to hang out with people and found pleasure in snooping around all over the place and broadening his horizons (picking up all kinds of stories).

So we sparred ate together took separate baths but even went out to see the night.

Then four days passed by and before I knew it the day dawned when the Thirty-Two Rivers of Jamryongbimuhoe unfolded.

For the past four days I have been wearing a horse suit that looks like it was made with a blade.

At night the flesh was chafed and turned red and swollen but that did not damage the skin which had transcendent human durability.

As Cheon Yu-hak said once you get used to it you should say that the pain doesn’t bother you. This is exactly what getting used to means.

Repeating the same pain over and over again did not reduce the absolute amount of pain.

But I just got used to it so even though it hurts I can now even feel cool.

The pleasure of pressing down on a mosquito bite with your fingernail and carving marks in the shape of Chinese characters such as 9 10 10 田 etc.? Or the feeling of coolness that makes your bladder feel numb when you gently scrape the side of the scab?

However since the secretariat required wearing a priestly uniform which indicates Cheong’s affiliation Cheong decided to wear it without a robe.

Miss I’m going to take care of it. really.

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I was hoping that it might get better but I’ve only been wearing rough clothes so far so it’s inevitable that I won’t be able to get used to the feeling of soft gentle touches.

But he didn’t cry like before.

Since I was already overcoming the pain of rough clothes I thought I would just have to spend some time getting used to soft clothes later.

In the end Cheong wrapped his arms and legs in a bandana and attached his gi to his torso with a wide belt.

After that I couldn’t be more frustrated!

Since my whole body was wrapped in the unique tightness of gloves on my hands I had no choice but to do so.

I felt like I couldn’t breathe because I couldn’t feel the wind that always blew around me.

So what can you do?

All I could do was promise myself again that I would quickly get used to the feeling.

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The Jamryongbimuhoe was a series of events.

To put it correctly it was because the winning rate of independent warriors was so high that they went crazy.

Among the previous entrants there were thirteen who were independent. Ten of them made it to the Thirty-two River which was ten out of thirty-two in the finals.

Thanks to this there are more than one audience who lost and lost again and were so angry that they even put up a loan and ended up completely ruined with a lot of debt.

However the sale of victory tickets is a legal business recognized by national law and approved by the Murim Alliance and all responsibility lies with the impure sentient beings who tried to take advantage of it.

Since it is distributed transparently anyway without any work to do it is likely that someone else would have collected as much money as someone else’s blood and tears.

And the surprise continued with three independent fighters in the front line of the Qing advancing to the finals of the sixteenth round.

The king who uses a chair in a village cooperative that uses land rights and who else is there. I don’t know.

Cheong frowned after watching the game.

What have you done over the past four days? Why am I becoming more and more of a bad person?

Compared to four days ago the bad karma of independent warriors increased by roughly thirty points.

Is it possible for such similar levels of bad karma to rise together unless independents come together and do bad things together?

However there is no particular news and they would not have been able to do evil in this opening land full of super expert absolute expert and super expert.

After Cheong moved to the waiting room the sound of snoring and snoring was loud again.

Cheong gave the answer.

“Yes I’ve been doing well too. “How are you Moyong Sojeo?”

“joy. “Why are you pretending to be friends?”

Still since I didn’t start a fight it seemed like I had correctly accepted Cheong’s advice that if I kept asking about everyone else’s size it would only highlight my own emptiness.

Then he turned his head and suddenly said with an evil smile –

“So Sozer do you know that if you win this time you’ll join me? Instead of losing to a worthless opponent would you rather come up and compete with your skills? “We have grudges with each other but since we’re bored we make a bet.”

“Moyong Sojeo. I don’t have any leftover residue. As the old saying goes only those who are beaten cannot sleep.”

“…?”

Mo Yong-Juhee was dazed for a moment.

According to the old saying I think it was the opposite.

However as the old saying goes even if a person who was hit sleeps with his legs stretched out the person who was hit sleeps with his legs stretched out. This is a strange saying that I don’t know why it exists.

The person who hit you quickly forgets and has a good time but the person who hit you is so upset that you can’t sleep.

“under. I have some leftover money so I’ll have to place a bet. If you lose the preface you will take off your mask and reveal your face in front of the audience right?”

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“hmm. Why me?”

“Why aren’t you confident of winning?”

Cheong couldn’t help but laugh.

What kind of childish provocation is this?

“is it so. If only then Moyong Sojeo can feel at ease I will gladly accept it. Is it done now?”

Cheong has nothing to lose anyway.

If you win that’s enough.

Even if in the unlikely event that you are defeated by lightning suddenly striking from the sky you should just show your face.

The prospective contestants in the waiting room looked at Mo Yong-Juhee with disapproving eyes.

“And again.” I always make myself a bad bitch like that…! Just wait and see! “I’m going to push you really hard on the bridge of your nose!”

Mo Yong Joo-hee huffed and walked out of the waiting room first.

Since it was uncomfortable to sit in it seemed like they should have gone under the off-stage first.

Unfortunately there was no fierce battle between the two proud women with the title of Qing Dynasty at stake.

Mo Yong Joo-hee who poured out all his anger on Cheong was defeated like a lie by an independent in the following Sapsip2 River secretariat.

Cheong was just dumbfounded.

They tell me to come up but then they go down.

what? Is this an honorable death or something?

Then it was Cheong’s turn.

He passed through the passageway that was familiar to his eyes just because he had been there once took off again gracefully and landed on the non-stage. The audience greeted him and responded with loud voices.

-The dance girl has appeared!

-Boo! Ugly bitch! Roll up the cotton yarn!

-This time you bet on your bitch so do your best! Shouldn’t an ugly bitch be good at cutting things with a knife?

After catching some of the sounds with my inhuman hearing ability it looked something like this.

hmm. Why not just lose?

But what good is fighting with the audience?

Cheong just brushed it off and faced the other person.

Ninety-six points of bad karma. and. It’s easy.

Even if it were only four points higher it would have been a real disaster.

The opponent unaware that Cheong had evil thoughts took a polite stance.

“Only the arrival of Shenzhen. “I learned Danyangdobeop.”

“This is Seo Mun-cheong a disciple of the priestess. “In addition to the Shinnyeo sword and the Wolnyeo sword I have learned many other techniques.”

Actually I didn’t have the right left hand to use in the dance.

No matter how much I insisted it was okay to use Sosu Demon Attack or Black Death Demon Master openly and Martial Spirit Beast was a secret.

The killing power of Tathagata Kidney is so strong that you can either drastically reduce its power to the level of Tathagata honey chestnut which is sometimes used or completely explode its body.

However if you dual-wield a weapon it is a magic attack and you cannot win by holding two swords so dual swords are absolutely not allowed.

Look at Mo Yong Joo-hee who proposed a match right away.

Since she was a woman famous for her dual swords she ended up revealing her limitations. If it weren’t for her dual swords she would have been able to be in the second rank after Cheonggwa.

“Since the girl’s level is not low I will give her the player. “Come now.”

“I will not refuse.”

Only Do-rae nods his head to express his gratitude and runs towards him-

what! Fast!

In the blink of an eye Do-rae-man’s new model with a lot of twists and turns had arrived.

Cheong was surprised and broke his knee using the Cheopangyo technique. Boom over the body lying horizontally! With a bloody sound the bladeless blade cut the air horizontally.

From that position Cheong rolls his feet stands backwards on his head spins twice and stands on the off-stage.

So they came close again and this time the blade soared high into the sky and sparkled.

As Cheong stepped on the direction of the nine palaces the figures multiplied to six and disappeared at the same time appearing with their backs turned nine steps behind Dorae Bay.

The martial arts experts who were watching from the wooden tower in front of the opening jumped up and shouted at once.

Neungpamibo!

Either way Cheong reflected.

Wow it’s really fast.

Among the warriors I’ve faced so far I think he’s one of the best with a sharp sword.

This is why it is said that the powerhouse is wide….

Cheong was secretly looked down upon as an independent party but as soon as it conceded a move it was beaten and almost suffered great humiliation.

As Cheong quickly turned around Do Rae-man who had lost sight of his opponent and was embarrassed also found Cheong.

The characteristic of Neungpamibo which appears with its back to the enemy is that it really specializes in evasion and escape.

Doraeman’s martial arts skills are truly reckless.

The trajectory of the sword which was wielded with both hands based on its high speed had such destructive power that even a non-dance sword with a round blade would be broken into pieces if hit.

But now I know the speed.

It was a fierce attack with high speed and precise striking points but it was honest without any technique so the visible trajectory was the limit.

However it is difficult to accept this level of force just by looking at it so it can be said to be quite profound in terms of the depth of martial arts.

However Cheong was not a person who fell from one river to another.

Cheong held the sword with both hands and raised it vigorously as if sweeping the floor. Boom! Dorae Bay rose into the air with the sound of steel clashing.

In fact cutting from the bottom up is rare in swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

This was because retrograde movement from earth to heaven required several times more strength than the reverse natural process.

However once you have a few times more power there is no other method that is as powerful as this.

This is because by the natural principle of action and reaction the blue body passes the force to the earth and the doraeman loses its weight and rises.

Now this sum. Because you have to pay ten sums.

According to what the teacher said Cheong who was dying did not chase the opponent floating in the air but calmly lowered his sword.

Doraeman who landed on the ground and took two more steps back to regain his balance expressed his gratitude by raising his left hand in front of his solar plexus even though he was not doing anything.

Cheong became a little confused.

what? Why not be polite? He’s not a bad guy right?

But why the state of bad karma?

Doraeman looked much more at ease.

I realized the gap between fruits and vegetables with just one trick.

However knowing that the intention was to give him a chance to show off his martial arts skills his attitude was to tone down his competitive spirit and simply show everything he had.

Then Doraeman’s method changed.

The force that followed from the speed went somewhere and was heavy so it was a heavy technique of stepping on the ground and stretching out straightly.

At the same time the mixture of Byeoncho who increased his speed by half a step every moment was quite threatening but since Cheong did not underestimate his opponent he was able to deal with it without difficulty.

So ten sums passed eleven sums.

The pottery which possessed the nature of polar yang whirled widely as if cutting off the sun and drew a semicircle and before he knew it the blue sword was touching under Doraeman’s chin.