Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 45

Chapter 45 – Yongbong Branch (01)

Just by lightly turning my head, I was able to figure out who these people were among the five dragons and seven peaks.

“Oh my. It looks like Prince Nangong has already settled down.”

First of all, the one whose whole body exudes the scent of plum blossoms and who has five plum blossom petals embroidered on his robes.

There was no doubt that Lee Byeong-hak was the Maeryong (梅龍) that the Hwasan faction was proud of.

Unlike Geomryong Namgungjeon, he is making a rash and grinning smile, and the boy’s shiny hair hangs down to his waist, as if he had put some kind of oil on his head, and he covers his face with a fan… ‘I am a noble child of a noble family.’ He was showing off as he could.

‘Did you originally come from a lay disciple who paid a lot of money?’

But you said that because he was so talented, he was forced to persuade you to accept him as a disciple of the main mountain of the Hwasan Sect. Of course, this story may have been made up to some extent, and in reality, I heard that he was positioned somewhere between lay disciples and main mountain disciples while receiving donations.

“Nice to meet you, Namgung.”

The man wearing a black military uniform, a sword at his waist, and a Taoist-style hat on his head is, of course, Dong Geuk-cheon, the wise dragon of the Shaman sect.

The person next to him, fiddling with his sword and looking at something, must be Eon Geol-jun, the Jinju Eon family’s evil dragon.

“Who is this person? I don’t think he is Young master Cheongsang.”

Maeryong was the first to point at me with a fan and ask, and before I could answer, Geomryong was the one who answered for me.

“Yeoncheongha. She’s my friend.”

“Oh my friend. You know that Prince Nangong doesn’t make friends easily, right? In fact, even when he said he wanted to be his younger brother…”

“Because you are weak.”

Geomryong bluntly cut off Maeryong’s words. Usually, in cases like this, people lose their temper and pull out their swords, saying, ‘You insult me!’, But Maeryong obediently agreed, saying, ‘If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.’ .

“The Sword Dragon Young master is considered the strongest among the five dragons. hahahahaha!”

It may be said, but Maeryong is also quite strong.

Honestly, I thought that the Hawk Dragon would be stronger overall than the Sword Dragon, which is simply strong in attack power.

‘First of all, it’s a comforter rather than a war dragon’

Usually, this type of guy is the weakest among the five dragons, but it was surprising.

The remaining Hyeonryongs and Paeryongs were dazed between the Geomryongs and Maeryongs, and they were unable to reach the peak and were stuck at the level of first-class experts.

Of course, they are stronger than Sikbong, but in the first place, Ohryong was chosen for martial arts and Chilbong was chosen for influence and beauty, so should it be considered humiliating to be compared to Sikbong in itself?

“Let me say hello first. I am Lee Byeong-hak, the mae-ryong of the Hwasan faction. Young master Namgung called me a friend, so I will also call you Brother Yeon.”

My first impression wasn’t very good, but unexpectedly, he was easy-going and friendly.

“Yeoncheongha. Affiliated with Cheongsim Glass Moon.”

Upon hearing my name, Hyeonryong, a member of the shaman faction, blinked and pursed his lips. No matter how I thought about it, it seemed like he was giving information about me to Paeryong and Maeryong through a telephonic message.

‘Honestly, I’m comfortable. ‘There are no bad rumors that I can call mine…’

I turned my gaze between Namgung-jeon, who was quietly eating meat, and Lee Byeong-hak, who was looking at me with interest, and looked at the seat where Chilbong was sitting.

First of all, Sikbong Gyoha and her three daughters took up the seats first.

Yakgok’s Saengbong Gyu Wolhyang was currently recuperating due to an injury, so she could not participate, and a woman who looked simple and dressed in frugal clothes took a seat next to the sikbong.

“Subong Sojeo is here too.”

After listening to Mae Ryong’s words, I was able to guess that she was Amipa’s guardian, Song Cha-seung.

‘He’s not a person I’m very curious about.’

There was a comparison between Sikbong asking the servants for a meat side dish and him quietly looking around, but he wasn’t the person I was interested in.

Chrrr.

A few servants who don’t appear to be members of the Murim League are moving with bouncy footwork and spreading red silk on the floor. I’m wondering why they bother to spread silk on a soft place since there’s already a carpet on the floor. Maeryong explained for me.

“Hoo. Seeing the silk road being paved, it looks like Geumbong Sojeo has come.”

As Maeryong said, after a while, a girl with expensive accessories hanging all over her body appeared.

She was walking at a risky pace, almost clinging to the middle-aged maid next to her. Looking at the way she was dressed, it seemed natural that she was walking wrongly.

Because he couldn’t wear ornaments, he attached additional pieces of cloth to his clothes and even hung gold ornaments on them. He grew his hair up to his ankles and wore expensive hairpins and headdresses between them. It was unpleasant to do so, but to do it to this extent was just absurd.

‘I think he’s quite a bit younger than that.’

In fact, in the case of Geumbong (錦鳳), there was a popular rumor that Jeong Hee-jong, the owner of Jeongmun Store, also known as Cheonha Jeil Store, loved his granddaughter so much that he gave a huge donation to the Murim Alliance and asked her to be selected as one of the seven peaks.

Seeing her doing this and seeing her look so young that she would have been only 4-5 years old 10 years ago, I can only realize that the rumor is true.

‘If I steal just one ornament hanging over there, I can buy a house.’

Of course, the moment you sell those accessories as stolen goods, you will be tracked for the rest of your life by Jeongmun Sanghoe, the world’s best merchant, and you will be in a state comparable to a credit delinquent.

‘What’s left…’

Yakbong winning site. Cheonbong (穿鳳) Zhuge Yeonji.

When these two people came, I could ask them what was happening in Sacheon at that time and where Simae disappeared after I was captured by Okmyeoncheongeom.

The daughter of the Murim Lord, Mubong Jinhongseon will not participate in the Yongbong branch. Due to her personality, she would be interested in a strong warrior, but at this point, her level is… At the highest level even at the peak.

Considering her character’s complete lack of interest in warriors weaker than herself, it was clear that she would ignore even the name of her father, the Murim Lord.

Even though she had requested her attendance in the first place, there was a flaw in Jeonryong and Saengbong’s absence, so they could not scold her for not showing up additionally.

Sarak.

The moment I felt the light woman’s footsteps, I turned my head, feeling that I was now one of the two remaining… That is, either Tang Zhi or Zhuge Yanji.

‘No… There are two footsteps. Are the medicine and heavenly candles coming in? ‘

It would be difficult for ordinary people to hear the sound of footsteps thanks to the soft carpet, but those gathered here were at least equipped with the level of first-class experts to be able to detect such signs.

The sound of footsteps approaching here with some time difference.

“What is this food?”

Correct. Geumbong, who is now throwing a tantrum at the middle-aged maid over side dishes, is treated as just an ordinary person.

Although Geumbong’s whining sound was loud, most of the people who settled here were martial people, so they were able to easily ignore Geumbong’s whining by putting a filter on their ears.

“I’m late… I’m sorry…”

The sound of small footsteps that appeared late.

At first glance, she was a girl whose physical condition was not normal, and whose complexion was so pale that it was comparable to that of a married woman.

She looked a little older than Geumbong, and the golden Chinese character Tang (唐) embroidered on her sleeves gave away her identity.

‘Yakbong winning site’

“Oh wow. Even Dang Sojeo, who doesn’t come from the Murim Alliance Pharmacy, appears. I guess Yongbongjihoe is worth it sometimes.”

My frown naturally frowned at Mae Ryong’s exclamation.

‘So does that mean you are not residing in Sacheondang?’

I was expecting that there would be news from Tang Munju about the Sacheonhyeolsa, but it was quite possible that he did not know information about the Four Sisters.

Su-bong went out of his way to help Yak-bong sit down, but seeing his extremely weak body and gurgling appearance, it seemed like he would not be able to move far in this martial arts league, let alone Sacheon.

‘Still, just in case, I’ll ask first…’

One person will arrive here now.

If it was Zhuge Yanji, he would have been digging into the Black Moon Temple and would have been there, so he could have properly asked for information.

Ttogak. Again.

I felt the footsteps of a woman who had learned martial arts and was filled with strength approaching, and I turned my gaze to Zhuge Yanzhi, who was about to enter.

The moment she came in, she immediately used her voice to ask for news about her sister-in-law.

After hearing the news from her, she thought that I might be able to get information about her sister-in-law by asking her Yakbong-dangji just in case, so I approached her entrance to her Yongbong-gak. I was going to check on her and send her a message.

‘……Cheonbong…Isn’t it Zhuge Yanji…?’

But the moment I saw the woman who appeared inside, I stopped listening to her and frowned.

The backs of his hands were covered in calluses, and his entire body was covered in dust, making it clear that he had been practicing martial arts just moments before.

Her thick eyebrows and her hair pulled back look energetic, but what is more powerful than that is her energy.

The internal energy well stored throughout her body made it feel as if more internal energy was flowing than her physical body.

‘Ha. Have we already reached the beginning of the peak…!’

The moment we made eye contact, I burst into laughter and her pupils shrank and her eyes opened wide, as if she was surprised to see me.

Probably, I too have a similar expression to her.

“You can sit this way… Miss. Miss!”

Wubong (武鳳) Jinhongseon was approaching me, shaking off the hands of the servants who guided him to the head table of the Chilbongseok prepared for him.

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“Mubong Sojeo. It’s been a while.”

In the midst of her, her mae-ryong, who sensed something unusual about her, stood up first and tried to greet her, but Mubong lightly avoided her mae-ryong’s hand and approached me.

“Huh?”

Mae-ryong, who is a high-ranking expert among peak experts, could not hide his embarrassment when he saw Mu-bong dodge before he could react, and Geom-ryong also poured down his drink as if he was surprised when he saw that, and Hyeon-ryong and Pae-ryong did not know what happened. I couldn’t even do it.

“Name.”

“Hmm?”

“You. It’s not Jeonryong Cheongsang. That’s the name.”

There is no problem with giving a name, but if there is a problem, it is the timing.

Park!

Mubong and I hit the table at the same time to raise it up, Geomryong and Maeryong step back, and Paeryong and Hyeonryong throw all the food over themselves.

Wow!

A spear flying from afar hit the center of the table, splitting the wooden table made of expensive wood in half. When Mubong and I lowered our hands to restore it to its original state, the rolled up flag unfolded in the wind, revealing its contents.

Flutter.

“Appearance.”

With Maeryong’s words, the eyes of all Oryongchilbong present turn to the place where the flag flew.

There, Ban Gyu-seong was there.