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    [Episode 3] A day in the life of a 2nd year martial artist

    It’s a battle of three sacks versus one sack.

    According to nature three swords seemed to be advantageous.

    This came from the difference in attitude between the two forces.

    An Seong-il was scared by the number and thought about getting out.

    The Qinghe Three Gorges pushed for a short-term decisive battle.

    How important momentum is in a fight can be seen by looking at An Seong-il who is busy retreating and striking away with his sword and Cheongha Samhyeop who just focus on attacking.

    But that’s about 20 years.

    Ahn Seong-il thought.

    ‘Oh. ‘Somehow it’s more worth it than I thought.’

    I thought about the large sculpture mountain in the Qingxia Three Gorges.

    ‘Damn was the gap this big!’

    Originally the ultimate way to pass was for four people to compete against one person.

    We have to attack from all sides front back and sides.

    Perfection on all sides has been proven for a long time.

    The Four Heavenly Kings of Buddha! In Taoism there are four gods!

    Therefore it was imperfect for three to deal with one.

    Even that one level was superior.

    The wall between the late first-class and early peak is higher than you might think.

    And then another dozen rounds passed.

    Jigsangsan shared a look with his brothers.

    It was an eye-to-eye conversation fostered by long-standing brotherly love.

    ‘I can’t do this. Let’s bounce. I have to take care of my youngest too.’

    In martial arts the nickname is simpler than you might think.

    At first-class level one person can be considered as a full-fledged warrior.

    However there are quite a few top-notch martial artists so in order to be given a fancy star title you need to have a performance that will impress anyone.

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    Otherwise it was usually a combination of base of activity + characteristics + tendencies.

    Gift (active in) Ugly (ugly) ear (bad guy)

    Cheongha (active in) Galpung (fast) Hyeop (good guy)

    In the case of Cheongha Jilpunghyeop Sculpture Mountain it can be said that its specialty lies in the speed of a gale.

    A mysterious strategy of rushing in like a gale and then retreating like a gale if it doesn’t work out!

    It was a nickname given to him by people who admired him.

    ‘I guess it’s broken somewhere because it doesn’t come up.’

    ‘The third child takes care of her.’

    ‘Why is it me again? This time my second brother.’

    ‘Uh-huh the third one… talks back?!’

    Unfortunately the news of the youngest child’s death was not conveyed.

    Because the dead did not speak.

    It would have been nice if the youngest had told his brothers that I was dead.

    Then he would have been so enraged by the death of his youngest child that he would have made a life-or-death decision.

    It would have been possible to kill the evil enemy after opening a few holes in its body.

    But for now all I wanted to do was throw it away.

    Ahn Seong-il’s sword attack which was shot in two was barely able to escape and he screamed.

    “now! Return to Yeonhaeng!”

    Sculpture Mountain’s cries had no meaning.

    This is also a strange fault following the stormy exit.

    Rather than continuing his attack Ahn Seong-il took a step back.

    I don’t know what returning to Yeonhaeng means but I thought it might be something dangerous so I retreated.

    The reputation of the Galpunghyeop shone brightly.

    Three people moving away as fast as the wind!

    Ahn Seong-il just blinked in embarrassment.

    —-

    When Ah-cheong went up to the second floor he saw three people running quickly.

    Ah-cheong looked at the numbers above the three people’s heads.

    5 12 1.

    Positive karma is good karma.

    From the looks of it it doesn’t seem like a gift.

    Ah Qing stopped paying attention but the three people flinched.

    It was because Ah-cheong’s appearance was not normal.

    A female swordsman covered in blood and smiling heartily.

    There was an ominous feeling that seemed to be constricting my heart somewhere.

    However Ah-cheong did not make eye contact.

    This was the non-verbal expression of the martial arts people.

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    It means that we should go our separate ways.

    After the new person passed by Ah-cheong immediately found the evil enemy on the upper floor of the guesthouse.

    Because there was a guy with an unusual number on his head.

    -677. Negative numbers are bad karma.

    And he was an extremely bad bastard.

    In other words he was a guy you could kill.

    Garbage that would actually be more beneficial to the world if killed.

    Ah Cheong made eye contact with Ahn Seong Il.

    Ahn Seong-il rolled his eyes and avoided gaze.

    It was the same as before.

    Nonverbal expressions of martial arts people Let’s go our separate ways.

    From Ahn Seong-il’s point of view he did not want to become entangled with Acheong.

    Isn’t there an old martial proverb?

    Beware of children women and old men.

    Of course this proverb did not mean to be especially careful with children women and the elderly.

    Of all the people in the world who is left if you exclude children women and the old?

    All that remains are adult males.

    And everyone is careful in front of adult men.

    In the end the words to be careful of women children and the elderly had a deep meaning of being wary of everyone you met in the martial arts world and not letting your guard down.

    An Seong-il tried to avoid a fight with this kind of wisdom but Acheong had business for An Seong-il.

    “hey. there. Old bastard. “Are you that kind of person who claims to be a gift-seeker?”

    It was an unexpected rant.

    Ahn Seong-il made a stupid expression again.

    What did you just say? A rant that makes you doubt your ears.

    “Yeah you old bastard. How are you pretending not to know? Just by looking at it who else here has ‘bastard’ written all over their face?”

    An Seong-il’s face turned red.

    It was only natural that she was scolded by a vaguely pale girl who was younger than her daughter or older than her granddaughter.

    “How dare a bitch with a head like this with no blood on her head…”

    “what? year? Did you just swear? How dare you curse at me like that? I can’t stand it. “It’s a life-or-death situation.”

    For an expression that said he couldn’t stand it he had a smile on his face.

    Ah-cheong pulled out his sword.

    “I saw this crazy girl…! Huh.”

    An Seong-il quickly shut his mouth.

    This was because something like a strand of thread was waving from Ah-cheong’s narrow-pointed sword.

    The sword energy was overcharged and wavered so the martial artist called it swordsmanship.

    It also meant that we had entered the late peak period.

    Truly an overwhelming skill gap!

    An Seong-il broke out in a cold sweat.

    A life-threatening crisis is at hand.

    “crazy? Did you just swear again? It’s really so insulting. “Ugh I’m angry.”

    “No no it’s not like that….”

    “I can tolerate insults to my family but I cannot tolerate insults to myself! Question and answer dance! “Die!”

    Contrary to her lively gait the tip of the woman’s sword curves in before she can even take a breath.

    A three-pronged curved sword.

    An Seong-il’s brain burned fiercely.

    What is real and what is sheer?

    There is no time to worry.

    Live or die.

    It was the moment when Ahn Seong-il was about to gamble with his life in the face of the three-choice of death.

    A feeling that makes the hair on your entire body stand on end!

    ‘You three are all real!’

    At that moment all three realized that it was not a trick of the eye but a real swordfish.

    The extra sense that a person possesses when his or her life is in danger is said to be the supernormal ability of Sangdangjeon in martial arts.

    Ahn Seong-il blocked the sword strike aimed at the heart and twisted his body as hard as he could. My shoulders and back felt numb and then an intense pain came over me.

    I only got one move but I already got two scars.

    It was a hopeless skill gap.

    It is not the difference between the early and late peaks.

    The woman’s swordsmanship itself is a martial art of ascent.

    If the skills of a young woman who had barely passed the terms and conditions were like this it would be impossible to guess her background.

    In other words if you lose you die and if you win you die.

    Then there was only one answer.

    You shouldn’t fight. It’s a fight that will absolutely suck.

    “for a moment! Great cooperation! You are mistaken! misunderstanding! “I’m mistaken!”

    “What a misunderstanding! I heard you clearly! You humiliated me! “I will repay this humiliation with death!”

    “No no no no! That’s not it! Daehyeop just a moment!”

    “Daehyeop? “Do I look that old?”

    “No no wait a minute!”

    “A small cooperative? “How dare you do something like that at the beginning of the climax…!”

    “Yeohyup! Please! “Just listen to me for a moment!”

    “Women’s cooperative? Are there separate male and female cooperatives? Stop sexism!”

    The woman’s sword continued to fly.

    Sometimes it’s three sometimes it’s four and by the time it gets to five I’ve already lost the will to fight.

    All I could do was desperately wipe my mouth.

    Already over twenty.

    It was a miracle that he was still holding on.

    For a moment the offensive stopped as if it were a lie.

    “good. “You keep saying it’s a misunderstanding so I’m telling you.”

    “Yes Daehyeop no no no that….”

    “This was the moment when I prepared an expensive meal and was just about to enjoy it? It’s a very historic anniversary for me. “It was one of the few good moments in my life.”

    “Uh… for causing a commotion…”

    “Do you think I’m the kind of person who kills people just because they’re loud? That’s not it something fell from the sky. Since it’s inside a guesthouse it must be the ceiling right?”

    Ah-cheong turned his head.

    An Seong-il followed suit and turned his head.

    I saw a gaping hole in the floor.

    Seong-il Ahn was sweating profusely.

    For some reason he was covered in blood.

    “good. “Now you know why you have to die right?”

    “Please save me!”

    “hmm. “What should I do?”

    Acheng took some time pretending to think.

    “Give me the money first. I also threw away my cooking. “I threw away my clothes.”

    “I’ll give it to you!”

    “How can you tolerate this?”

    “yes? yes?”

    “again! “Give me the money!”

    “I’ll give it to you!”

    “No need!”

    Ahn Seong-il was flustered.

    What on earth are you asking me to do?

    Putting people on their knees and making fun of them…

    ah.

    Ahn Seong-il’s eyes darkened.

    The reason he was still able to survive was because even if sword strikes came at once there was always only one assassin targeting a vital point.

    Give me your flesh so I can fill it somehow with my body.

    In the first place the woman was just playing with it.

    Like a cat playing with a bird.

    With a bright innocent smile on your face.

    “I feel like I have been caught by the devil of the world…”

    “ah. “You got caught?”

    Ah-cheong’s smile became even deeper.

    “So you should have lived a good life. This is all karma karma. “My moonlight sword drinks only the blood of the wicked.”

    Ah-cheong raised his sword.

    The villain who sensed the end screamed.

    “Do you think you can get away with that? Come on! I’m a bad guy! You know it won’t be four years! “I will go to hell first and wait for you!”

    “What is hell? “How high is my good karma?”

    Ahn Seong-il’s world spun.

    My collapsing body was in sight.

    He thought as he was dying.

    But how could someone be decapitated by a sword that fell from the front…

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