Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 102

Chapter 102 – My Moon is Falling (03)

A black sword sharp enough to cut through the sun flew towards Wolhyang.

And I blocked the black sword head-on using the bright moon that was bright enough to cut down the black moon.

The sword of the heart collides with the sword of the mind.

As is commonly thought, the two attacks, which had reached the highest level, collided and did not blow up the surrounding mountains, nor did they produce awe-inspiring power that shocked the sky and shook the ground.

It’s just that the white heart sword Myeongwol suffered a deep wound and the black sword’s exit was blocked.

Wow!

But that’s all, the part of the Black Island’s True Valley blocked by Myeongwol… Only the part that had to protect Wolhyang was blocked, and the rest cut my arm horizontally.

“aaah!!”

No. Don’t get cut.

It’s a mistake. Because I didn’t have enough space, my arms were hit and the sword ended up falling to the floor.

My heart did not give in, but my arm was cut and I became incapacitated. At that moment, Heo Yue ignored me and walked up to Wolhyang and grabbed her face.

“Ah…!”

The dark face of Heo Wol is reflected in Wolhyang’s clear eyes.

She had not even been able to identify the faces of those surrounding her just moments ago, but when she saw the man holding her neck and lifting her up, she was able to confirm who he was.

They looked so similar that they could easily be considered brother and sister, but since one had aged normally until a few years ago and the other had stopped aging decades ago, they appeared to be of similar age.

Wolhyang could not hide her embarrassment because she remembered her face reflected in her own eyes, the face she had seen when she was young.

From Noble mtl dot com

“Father…?”

Heukdo Heo Wol’s appearance did not waver even after hearing that he was his father.

She simply traced Wolhyang’s face in her own hand with her fingers and scanned her body with her own black eyes.

‘Move… Move…!’

Pajik!

Because the cut was so clean, I concentrated all my attention on my right arm and used my strength to temporarily attach the muscles.

If I wield the black sword again, I will block it with Myeongwol.

When that time comes, Myeongwol might really break, but it was still better than losing Wolhyang right before her eyes.

‘Don’t give up… Never…!’

He Yue, who was looking down at her Wolhyang face emotionlessly, lifted the black sword in her right hand and aimed it at her neck.

Even in a situation where her own father tried to kill her, her Wolhyang did not cry or get angry, but just quietly closed her eyes.

“……I see.”

But he did not wield his black sword.

He just carefully let go of her face, allowing her own blackness to hang down.

“Let’s go.”

“Head of the first clan. What are the orders of the clan leader?”

“It’s already over.”

‘You already cut me without me knowing?’

While Heo Wol retreated, I immediately hugged the body of Wolhyang, who was standing still, ignoring the blood gushing out of her arm.

To provide some protection with my body, I held a sword with her right arm.

‘That can’t be possible. That’s unlikely, but if you really got cut…’

I quickly check Wolhyang’s entire body.

If I, who is at the same level of mental swordsmanship, cuts to a degree that is not noticeable, the cut is so clean and sharp that the cut edge is not yet visible, so if I hold it down with my hand, the wound will heal.

At least there was still a chance of being saved.

“Yeoncheongha.”

Heo Wol retrieved his black sword and spoke to me, wondering if it was funny that I was so hasty in taking care of Wolhyang in front of them.

“It’s already over.”

“What…!”

Before I became angry and counterattacked with Myeongwol, his dark sword lasted only a moment.

The shape of a small moon was rising.

“……”

While I was amazed by the small moonlight floating on the black sword, he retrieved the black sword and turned around.

The shrine leader followed him and started to go back, and I, who had cut off his arm and had to protect Wolhyang, was unable to track them.

They just left.

“……Wolhyang. Wolhyang!”

“Yeonggongja…?”

“Don’t move, just stay there for a moment…”

Just in case, I checked by infusing internal energy into my body.

There were no cuts. I checked all the places where a slash could be struck from head to toe, but there were no traces left on her body that she had been cut by a black sword.

‘What happened?’

Did you really cut it?

But did she say that, as a father, she cannot cut down her own daughter, so she cut it on purpose to avoid being discovered by the shrine owner next to her?

With that thought in mind, the moment I transferred the inner power from Wolhyang’s body, I felt that her body was completely clean without any waste and the internal power returned to me without any loss.

“……”

And after a while, she felt that her body was completely empty, with no trace of internal energy remaining.

“……Is there a problem?”

“No, no.”

As expected, did Heo Wol see it? There doesn’t seem to be any problem.

But it seemed like something in her, her sixth sense, was telling her that there was something wrong with her.

“Fortunately, it looks like he didn’t have any internal injuries and wasn’t attacked.”

“Is that so… I don’t know much yet…”

“Yes. However, my physical condition is a bit…”

As I said those words, I urgently grabbed Wolhyang’s hand and injected energy into her body.

“…Since when… Has it been like this?”

“It hasn’t been that long, really.”

“Why… About this… We should have consulted together in some way…”

Controlling her emotions and listening to my trembling voice, she wrapped her hands around my head and stroked it.

“Sir, this is not a sad thing.”

“But…!”

“Everyone has no choice but to die when their life span ends.”

* *

Basically, martial people do not age well.

Simply learning the martial arts method and the tonap method had some effect on improving lifespan.

The power of martial arts activates the body, and even in this world, it shows the power of extending lifespan, well over 80 if you are a top-notch expert, and well over 100 if you are a top expert.

I don’t know how long a transcendental expert would survive, but seeing as the Sword Saint was able to correct himself even though he was over 130 years old, he probably wouldn’t have died unless he wanted to die himself.

But now, my Wolhyang was dying.

Not because he was cut by the head of the Black Moon Party, nor because he contracted any disease.

It’s just that the designated lifespan is running out.

‘It was my fault’

Basically, bone transformation puts a great burden on people.

It is a method of reconstructing her own body from scratch, and considering that her human body has a limit to what it can regenerate, using her metamorphosis to save her will cut off her future lifespan and reduce her current lifespan. It was a guarantee of survival.

It’s okay if you’re a martial artist. The increased lifespan due to increased internal energy will make up for the loss due to bone transformation.

However, Wolhyang, who could not learn martial arts, went through the process of rebirth by maximizing his body’s regenerative ability.

In the process, her lifespan… Which was originally not very long, reached its limit, and she was dying before she even reached the age of thirty.

‘If only I hadn’t transformed her…’

It transforms non-Murim people and restores their bodies.

In the process of reconstructing the body, all parts of the body were replaced, so of course the body was bound to collapse.

‘Maybe there was another way’

There may be some mysterious and mysterious method that I don’t know about that helped her return to normal.

If she was going to be cut by her sword, I could protect her, and if she was dying from an illness, I could bring her Yakgok, Murimmaeng, and members of the Demonic Church and save her by confiscating their elixir.

However, there was no way to prevent the situation in which her lifespan was shortening and she was dying.

And knowing that it was natural, as her medical maid, it was impossible to treat her… Knowing that her lifespan was coming to an end, Wolhyang also obediently accepted her own end.

Apparently, her body, which had black hair growing from the roots in a dark manner not long ago, has suddenly become completely white. It is not just that the hair color changed due to the power of the ginseng, but that the lifespan of her body is reaching its limit and it is aging. It had become something.

I can finally see the end.

Now that everything is over, I have found someone I want to live with.

Why didn’t I try a different method… To save her at that time?

Since the carriage had already been destroyed a long time ago and we could not enter Yakgok, Wolhyang and I were sheltering from the wind for a while at the nearby Murim League post station.

It wouldn’t matter to me, but the cold wind alone was considered dangerous enough for Wolhyang, whose body was now so weak.

“Are you going to stay like that?”

“……”

I was lost in my soul as I looked at her, regretting what she had done so far, and even in this situation, Wolhyang attached her letter to her Jeon Seo-gu in her carriage and sent it to her. He was coming towards me, pulling out bandages and first aid supplies.

“Give me your arm.”

She came up to me, who was sitting idly and dejected, and was wrapping a bandage on her arm, which had been cut by Heukdo Hewol earlier.

“Since when did you know?”

“As for my father, I didn’t know until just now. I can’t believe he was the head of the Black Moon Party…”

“No, not that way.”

What I wanted to ask about was not about her enemies, but about her.

“When did you realize that your lifespan was short?”

In response to that question, Wolhyang looked slightly troubled and brought her head closer to me to make eye contact.

“I don’t want to answer.”

“……”

“But… If you answer like this, the practitioner will think you knew from the beginning.”

She answered by running her hand near her eyes.

“After checking my condition in the mirror, I was confident that I didn’t have much time left.”

“How…”

“Because my hair was gray.”

She spoke carefully, saying that she could no longer produce colored hair because her lifespan was over.

If it is because of the cold inner energy, even Nana Seolhwa, who consumed Seolsam directly, maintained her black hair without any problems. It only starts to change when Seolhwa raises her energy to the extreme, but Wolhyang did not, and was now white.

Just like the head of Elder Lee who attacked the Daejeon Pavilion of the Murim Alliance not long ago.

“Is there no way?”

“Nothing.”

Those words were so resolute that I felt a surge of anger rising inside me.

“It’s your job. If possible…”

“If your body is weak or your blood vessels are weak, you can recover by consuming spiritual substances containing natural energy. If you have a disease that saps your energy, you can also find a treatment tailored to that disease.”

Wow…

From Noble mtl dot com

The cut from the black sword was so sharp that her treatment itself was easy, so she mixed some herbs and applied it to her wound and bandaged her arm, tying it up.

As I wrapped each bandage, I was very careful with my hands so that the bandage would not come loose even if I moved roughly.

“There must be some way.”

“Yeonggongja.”

She said as she knotted the end of her bandage.

“This is a very natural thing. It’s as natural as a flower blooming and setting and the sun rising and setting.”

“But… But…”

“So, don’t cry.”

My face, reflected in her blurry eyes as she lovingly embraced me, was distorted as if I was about to cry.