Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 153



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153. The Big Guys of Beijing (3)

I had been watching him closely since Mok Hwi-yeong appeared. It was a mysterious appearance, from the very beginning, how he knew about the Beijing spot that even the elderly in the middle class didn’t know about.

What’s more surprising is that there was even a son behind him who was sweating profusely.

Na Hyeon-wi had left home early, saying that something had suddenly come up before leaving for Beijing, and had left a note asking to meet in Beijing.

I roughly expected that Na Hyeon-wi would go to meet Muk Hwi-yeong. That was because he moved right after I emphasized my friendship with the Hwiyeongdan.

I was worried that my son, who was transparent and naive, might be rude to Muk Hwi-yeong, but I couldn’t keep him locked up forever, so I just left him to do whatever he wanted.

Then, he appeared like that, just like Mukhwiyeong.

‘That’s great.’

Of course, I was the one who would hold the back of his neck after learning the process, but for now, my son looked proud.

Mukhwiyoung, who came in with her son, was truly beyond expectations.

I heard that he was active in Hubei to some extent. He single-handedly defeated the Muhan Trading Company, which had regional hegemony, took salt from the Huiyin Salt Farm, the base of the Huizhou merchants, and within a few years, he placed the Huiying Group on the orbit of the Hubei merchants.

‘I knew it would be extraordinary.’

Merchants sometimes refer to commerce as the transportation industry. Of course, they are not referring to the transportation industry, which transports goods like a sign, but rather to fortune, which refers to good or bad fortune.

It is said that luck is very important in business, and it is very true in that no matter how big a business is, there is no way to avoid an unexpected natural disaster.

So, there were people who simply attributed the series of actions that Muk Hwi-yeong took to simply being lucky, but I believed that when luck overlaps with skill, it becomes a skill, and so I had high expectations for Muk Hwi-yeong.

It’s not easy to meet the expectations of someone who already has expectations. It’s not for nothing that there are so many things that you say when you say you’ll tell someone a funny story and they end up not being funny.

Nevertheless, Mukhwiyeong surprised Na Han-geol by showing off how he could take down these snake-like big shots in the business world at once.

What’s even more surprising is that I didn’t even know that Mukhwiyoung had learned martial arts at first.

Now, Mukhwiyoung’s talent, Manryuguijong, which he bought from Mujae Store, has not been revealed to the greatest extent. Because his internal energy is mixed with the energy of nature due to the characteristics of Manryuguijong, it is difficult to grasp his realm.

I am not just a master, I am one of the five greatest swordsmen in the world. The fact that I, who am not able to grasp the martial arts means that there is a skill that I have mastered. I wanted to find out about that, so I sent Na Hyeon-wi to find out.

Even if you look at Na Hyeon-wi’s son separately, he was quite talented in martial arts. In fact, it was regrettable that he was better at martial arts than at Sang-jae.

He had not had a chance to show it to people because he was busy learning about the business of the Sanggye and trying to keep Na Hyeonwi from getting involved with the martial arts world, but he had been evaluating himself to be stronger than the average later index.

There is no reason for him not to be strong, as he has the elements of a decent Mujae and a great teacher called Cheonhao Daegeomsu.

But I didn’t know that Na Hyeon-wi had already fought against Muk Hwi-yeong. Of course, only in light combat.

“Should I do it?”

“……yes.”

Na Hyeon-wi and Muk Hwi-yeong, who had decided to fight, as well as everyone inside, rushed out to the backyard. Despite the fact that the merchants disliked the unmanned people, they could not stand watching the fight.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

“Oh, yes.”

What I was slightly dissatisfied with was that Na Hyeon-wi was quite intimidated.

Na Han-geol constantly instilled confidence in Na Hyeon-wi. He said that compared to his peers, he was quite strong in martial arts, and that it was a privilege and a given for someone whose father was one of the five greatest swordsmen in the world.

But what is that running figure? As far as I know, Mukhwiyeong is nothing more than a disciple of a shamanist sect.

I didn’t think that a lay disciple of the shamanist faction could defeat the direct disciple of one of the five greatest swordsmen in the world.

“… … But what is that water bottle?”

“Isn’t that the symbol of the Taegeuk Sword?”

“Why is he wearing that? Isn’t he a disciple?”

Then the voices of merchants chattering could be heard from behind.

The sword bottle, which had been hidden by the hem of the clothes and could not be seen properly, was now clearly visible. And a red and blue thread was hanging from the sword bottle.

The other merchants seemed to be hesitant, but Na Han-geol, who had one foot in the martial arts world, could clearly see it. It was a water chamber symbolizing the Taegeuk swordsmanship of the elite of the shamanist faction.

For a moment, confusion came over me. Although I don’t have much contact with the Gudaemun faction, it’s not like I don’t have acquaintances in the shaman faction. Was it supposed to be a disciple of the common people who wore the Taegeuk swordsman? No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t that.

At the moment when he thought, “What is this?” Na Hyeon-wi was the first to pick up a knife and rush at Muk Hwi-yeong.

“Haat!”

A golden aura was emanating from Na Hyeon-wi’s sword. It was the Golden Dragon Thirteen Swords, a unique martial art of Na Han-geol.

The first movement of the Golden Dragon Thirteen Swords. The Golden Dragon Appears.

Na Hyeon-wi’s sword slashed toward Mukhwi-yeong with a refreshing sound like a falcon cutting through the wind.

The Golden Dragon’s slash was a swift and aggressive attack, like a dragon swooping down on its prey. The tip of Na Hyeon-wi’s sword seemed to be aiming for Muk Hwi-yeong’s left shoulder, but then it bent downwards like lightning and aimed for his right waist.

“Hoo.”

The merchants’ cheers echoed and Na Han-geol smiled inwardly. In his opinion, Na Hyeon-wi’s diet was quite good. As a father, there was nothing more satisfying than showing off his son’s well-grown appearance to others.

Na Han-geol’s calculation was that if Na Hyeon-wi subdued Muk Hwi-yeong, he would be praised for his fighting skills as a merchant and would take his side.

I thought it was a good calculation because I could show Na Han-geol my grown son, Na Hyeon-wi, and Muk Hwi-yeong could receive protection from the best swordsman in the world and the top swordsman in the world.

However, Muk Hwi-yeong did not react to the sword flying towards his shoulder, and only turned when the sword came towards his waist. He moved so smoothly that it seemed as if he had placed the sword against his waist before moving.

“Ugh!”

Na Hyun-wi continued his attack right away. There was no mistake in Na Hyun-wi’s movements. Rather, it seemed as if he had expected Muk Hwi-young to dodge easily, and he smoothly moved into the next combination.

Na Hyeon-wi turned his body in the same direction as Muk Hwi-yeong and aimed for Muk Hwi-yeong’s temple with his elbow.

As Muk Hwi-yeong naturally lowered his head and avoided the attack, Na Hyeon-wi placed his other palm on the sword and struck it down towards Muk Hwi-yeong’s knee.

Only then did Mukhwiyoung draw his sword and block Na Hyeonwi’s sword.

People finally realized that Mukhwiyoung hadn’t taken out his sword yet. I, too, had been focusing on Na Hyeonwi’s movements, so I didn’t know about it.

“You, your movements are fine.”

None of the merchants here could hear it, but I could hear what Mukhwiyeong was reciting.

It wasn’t something that Mukhwiyoung said to Nahangeol, but it was something that Na Hyeonwi said to Na, but it was quite shocking.

Because Mukhwiyoung’s voice was so leisurely that it almost sounded languid.

‘Is the gap that big?’

Na Hyeon-wi also moved his sword faster, perhaps stimulated by Mukhwi-yeong’s languid voice. The golden light from the sword grew stronger.

“Don’t ignore me, brother!”

Na Hyeon-wi shouted and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands.

People’s eyes lit up. The golden sword energy on Na Hyeon-wi’s sword began to ripple.

“Oh, the sword!”

Sword energy. In reality, the length of the sword that can strike is unchanged, but the cutting power of the sword that contains sword energy is on a different level. When you consider that just being able to infuse energy into the sword is the beginning of a first-class master, Na Hyeon-wi is showing off outstanding skills for his young age.

“Hyeonwi!”

I was surprised. It is generally considered the domain of a martial artist who specializes in learning martial arts from the sword.

And since the disciples of the common people usually didn’t attack without a sword, he thought they wouldn’t be able to block the sword energy.

The reason I came to the Central Alliance was to establish a friendship with the Hwiyoungsangdan. However, if Na Hyeon-wi were to hurt Muk Hwi-yeong here, it would definitely mess up the relationship, so I called him here urgently.

However, Mukhwiyeong was not at all flustered and struck out the sword filled with black energy.

From then on, more surprising things happened. Muk Hwi-yeong’s sword started to emit fog. The characteristic element of the fog that was emitted from the sword was fog. It was even harder to not know what kind of martial arts it was.

“You’re talking about the Yuun Sword Technique?”

Na Han-geol said blankly. With that Yun-geom method, it was proven that the man named Mukhwi-yeong was truly the Taegeuk swordsman.

In the first place, it didn’t make sense for a common disciple to learn the Yun Sword Technique. On top of that, his proficiency was quite outstanding.

Usually, the proficiency of the Yunyun Sword Technique is judged by looking at the thickness of the mist. However, the mist that Mukhwiyeong emitted was so thick that it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish it.

The fog released by the Yuun Sword Technique instantly engulfed Na Hyeon-wi’s golden light. From now on, the merchants could only see the fight through the sound of the swords clashing and the sparks they made when they clashed.

Here, only Na Han-geol could see the fight properly. Na Han-geol saw through the fact that Muk Hwi-yeong had given Na Hyeon-wi three seconds. Naturally, he treated Na Hyeon-wi inferior.

Depending on his ability, that behavior could be either ridiculous arrogance or courtesy, but it seemed polite to Na Han-geol. That’s how overwhelming it was from the moment Mukhwiyeong started swinging his sword.

“Brother, please take it easy!”

Na Hyeon-wi cried out in pain as soon as Muk Hwi-yeong turned to attack.

Mok Hwi-yeong never let go of Na Hyeon-wi’s sword while wrapping it around him with his swordsmanship unique to the Mudang faction. Mok Hwi-yeong continued to pressure Na Hyeon-wi in this way, and even created a sphere that rippled with the sword strike and blew it up.

“… … Huh!”

Since the sword ring is a compression of strong energy, it cannot be called a sword ring. However, the fact that you can shape the sword energy into a concrete form means that you have reached the initial stage of sword ring.

Of course, emitting strong energy and compressing it into a sphere are different areas, but to that extent, it clearly meant that it was above average even among first-class people.

“Wow!”

Na Hyeon-wi was hit by the sword energy ball shot by Muk Hwi-young and rolled backwards, hitting the wall. Na Hyeon-wi fell down and fainted after hitting the back of his head against the wall.

It was obvious to anyone who saw the winner of the match.

As soon as Muk Hwi-yeong took the sword, the fog flew into the sky. Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched Na Hyeon-wi, who had fainted, and Muk Hwi-yeong, who was standing without any sign of distress.

Mukhwiyoung turned towards Nahangeol and threw a lottery ticket.

“We’ll stop here.”

“……I know.”

As soon as Na Han-geol gave the order, Muk Hwi-yeong naturally went to Na Hyeon-wi and touched his acupoint. This helped him wake up from his fainting state.

When the blood was drawn, Na Hyeon-wi opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath.

“Huh, huh! Is it over?”

“Oh. You’re not wearing any underwear?”

“I think so?”

“Okay then.”

Mukhwiyoung got up, grabbed Nahyunwi’s hand, and helped him up.

That sight left quite an impression on me. He had such a strong weapon, yet he was also very talented and not arrogant.

“What a talent!”

Na Han-geol laughed heartily and shouted. Everyone flinched at his hearty laughter.

Contrary to expectations that Na Hyeon-wi, his son, would be upset because of the loss, Na Han-geol seemed very happy.