Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 46

Chapter 46 – Yongbong Branch (02) (Edited 21.03.16)

Ban Gyu-seong.

I thought we would meet while in the Murim Alliance, but not like this.

After finding the guy who was staying as a food guest somewhere, she tried to ask him how he finished the Sichuan blood temple at that time and where Samae went.

But in this way, she did not expect that when she was trying to collect information from the Yongfeng branch, she would suddenly barge in.

Flutter…

The wind was blowing, and only the flag was waving, and beyond that… In the sparring hall prepared by the Murim Alliance, Ban Gyu-seong, who was glaring at us, and the Five Dragons and Chilbongs, who were dumbfounded by what had suddenly happened, were awkwardly confronting each other.

‘That bastard… What is he doing?’

I intentionally called out Ban Gyu-seong, showing off my unpleasant feelings, but that guy lowered his head as if he was avoiding my gaze on purpose, stopped in the posture of throwing the flag, and then slowly stood up.

“……!”

He was embarrassed as if he didn’t expect me to be here, but then he opened his mouth to call me with a bright expression.

“Kite…”

“Yes Inooom!!”

A dragon covered in food was flying toward Ban Gyu-seong as if it were going to kill him.

Teook!

Mae-ryong and Geom-ryong noticed the attack, so they had their hands on their weapons with a stern look on their faces. Hyeon-ryong ended up making an uncomfortable expression, which is characteristic of a shaman who values mental training, but Pae-ryong could not control his temper and took out the sword.

“Wait a minute, Young master!”

Before Hyunryong could stop him, Paeryong was already swinging his sword.

“Unjunghocham (彦重虎斬)!”

“You’re using the Kangryun-eongadobeop as a first strike! Young master, the evil dragon, keep affection in your hands!”

The wise dragon was shocked as he saw the evil dragon charging at him, but in my opinion, this was an acceptable method of swordsmanship.

Ban Gyu-seong is enough to block it.

Ban Gyu-seong thrust his fist into the air, glaring at the flying sword that was about to split his own head in half.

Tuung!

I struck to cut the empty air, but at that moment, the dragon’s solar plexus caved in.

‘Heavy iron core strike’

It was a mid-range deterrent used by Ban Gyu-seong, and it was an herbivore that struck the air to create wind pressure and inflict damage.

“Big!”

Wow!

The blade of the dragon flying in the air bounced in the air and was pushed back. Originally, the situation was much more advantageous for the dragon leaping into the air and slamming down with all its internal power, but the result was the opposite.

Ban Gyu-seong stopped in place and only lightly swung his fist, but Paeryong was struck by the blade in the air and was flying backwards.

Cow!

Polyong, who was unable to land properly and rolled on the floor once, rolled badly on the floor and tried to be pushed out to the Oryongseok, but Maeryong reached out and grabbed Paeryong’s sleeve and forcibly pressed him to the floor, helping him to prevent being pushed away any further. .

“Keuheuk!”

In the process, the paeryong, which had been rolled into a ball, became a mess, with dust and weeds covering the expensive silk uniform.

“You bastard!”

Just by exchanging those blows, Ban Gyu-seong was several steps ahead of Pae-ryong, but Pae-ryong, whose pride was hurt, did not acknowledge the difference in his skills.

“Unhogeuk must be defeated (彦浩剋必斬)!”

Paeryong, who wielded his long sword while casting a powerful step that left large footprints on the floor, looked so ferocious that he could cut down even a rock with one blade, but his opponent was Ban Gyu-seong.

Kaaa!!

With the back of his hand, he struck down the sword containing the inner power of the Demon Dragon, and despite the clash of fabric and steel, the Demon Dragon’s grip burst and Ban Gyu-seong’s body remained intact.

Overwhelming.

Pay Dragon will never be a match for Ban Gyu-seong.

Even though the difference in skill was so clear that even Geumbong, who lacked knowledge in martial arts, frowned, Paeryong did not give up and forcibly attached his torn hand to the handle and tried to cast Kangryun-eongadobeop again. .

Paeryong did not back down as if he was about to die due to the semi-elasticity of the wall that was made of steel while ignorantly hitting it.

“aaah!!”

“Stop, Young master!”

Until the mae-ryong forced the mae-ryong to stop by spewing out a lion’s rear containing internal power.

“Ugh… Ugh…! Duke Young master…! Why all of a sudden…!”

The Lion’s Hood, which contains Maeryong’s profound power, made his spirit and blood boil, and Maeryong staggered with blood soaked in his mouth. However, people’s attention was not on Maeryong, who suffered internal injuries, but on Ban Gyu-seong’s sleeves fluttering in the middle of the training hall. Was concentrated.

The word ‘Cheolryong (鐵龍)’ is clearly engraved on the sleeve.

“There seems to be a commotion.”

A cold, intelligent, and beautiful voice rang out from the entrance of Yongbonggak.

She appeared with a sharp musk smell to erase the smell of documents and ink, and she had a sharper and darker look than when I met her two years ago.

Cheonbong (穿鳳) Zhuge Yeonji.

“Did something happen?”

She pretended not to notice as she watched the banquet hall become a mess due to Ban Gyu-seong’s intrusion and the clash between the dragon and Ban Gyu-seong.

“Cheonbong Sojeo. What is this situation… What is this?”

“Are you talking about them?”

In response to her question, she pulled out an order written on silk from between her sleeves.

“He is a member of the new Five Dragons and Chilbongs.”

Cheolryong (鐵龍) Ban Gyu-seong.

Geombong (劍鳳) Han So-so.

It was an order from the Murim lord to exclude Jeonryong Cheongsang and Saengbong Gyuwolhyang, who were absent from the Yongbong branch, from the Oryongchilbong and replace them.

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“The cleanup has been completed. You can resume the banquet.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

I was unconsciously expressing admiration as I watched the servants of the Murim League hurriedly leave the place, and the commotion from earlier disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a clean banquet hall.

‘If you look at it in a way, given that there are extra chairs and tables… I suspect that even the intrusion of Ban Gyu-seong earlier was already planned by the Murim League.’

Judging from Zhuge Yanji’s reaction, it seems like the intention was to provoke her by throwing her flag, and to leave a strong image as Ban Gyu-seong engages in a battle with one of the five dragons.

‘And… My place is gone?’

The chair that had written “Jeonryongseok (佺龍席)” On it had been removed and was now changed to “Cheolryongseok” (鐵龍席), so I, who had come as Jeonryong’s substitute, could not sit down.

“Sit down, don’t stand, buddy.”

“It’s not my place.”

“It’s not even that guy’s seat. Rather than having the guy who rolled in sit on the Five Dragon Stone, it would be more appropriate for you, who came as the representative of Prince Jeonryong, to sit there.”

The current atmosphere here is truly exciting.

Even the Geomryong Namgungjeon, who does not express his emotions on most things, was expressing his displeasure, and Maeryong was openly ignoring Ban Gyu-seong’s greetings while looking after Paeryong’s wounds, and Hyeonryong was also helping him.

“If you’d like to stand, I guess you could bring a food bowl. It looks like you already liked Oh Ryong-seok’s food, so wouldn’t it be useful if someone came to enjoy the rest of the food anyway?”

“Prince of the Iron Dragon. Sword of Geombong. Please go and sit down. The banquet will begin soon, so you must remain seated.”

Jegal Yeon-ji was openly forcing Ban Gyu-seong to sit on the Iron Dragon Seat, and Han So-so, swearing silently from his mouth, sat on the seat that was originally the Saengbongseok, but has now been changed to the Geombongseok seat.

At that moment, Geumbong and Subong’s eyes cooled down, but Han Soso showed his unique personality and ignored it with an expression of ‘What should I do?’

Ban Gyu-seong came to the seat with his head bowed and sat down on the Cheolryong seat even though I was openly glaring at him. It seems that Geomryong Namgung-jeon wanted me to take the seat and hold on, but I had no particular desire to take the Jeonryong seat.

Jaw.

Instead, he grabbed Ban Gyu-seong, who was sitting on the Iron Dragon Stone, by the collar and threw him into the training ground.

“Yeonggongja!”

Ignoring Zhuge Yeonji’s tearing screams, I pushed Ban Gyu-seong’s body against the wall in the corner of the training hall.

Kwasik!

“Ugh!”

I thought that if I pushed him against the wall like this, he would protest violently and lose his temper, but unexpectedly, Ban Gyu-seong kept his mouth shut, his face flushed, and only avoided my gaze.

‘Hmm…? What?’

If a guy had pushed me against the wall and put her face close to me, I would have tried to get away with all my might, but this guy seemed to have a good stomach.

There were many things I wanted to ask, but I had to quickly ask only the necessary questions before Zhuge Yanji arrived and interrupted the conversation.

“Brother Yeon.”

“Hmm?”

While I was contemplating a question, unexpectedly, Ban Gyu-seong spoke to me first.

“You are truly alive…”

“Yes. He was alive.”

I was hoping to have a friendly reunion for the first time in a while because he was a happy face in his own way, but it ended up like this from the beginning.

I felt extremely uncomfortable because it felt like there was some conspiracy going on here that I didn’t know about, so I grabbed Ban Gyu-seong by the collar and asked,

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“I need to tell you one by one what is happening now, what happened here, and what happened after I disappeared in Sacheon two years ago.”

At those words, Ban Gyu-seong’s face, which had been crying just a moment ago, hardened.

“Ban Gyu-seong. First of all, I want to hear about Samae’s whereabouts. Do you know?”

“That…”

Ban Gyu-seong slowly turned his gaze to look at Zhuge Yan-ji, who had just arrived at the training hall.

Jegal Yeon-ji, who ran so quickly that one of his shoes came off, tried to free Ban Gyu-seong’s collar, but Jegal Yeon-ji alone, who was at the same level as a food baton, could never release the hand I was holding.

“I can’t answer…”

“Two years ago, I risked my life to buy time against a supreme expert, so everyone survived. I don’t expect them to treat me like a lifesaver, but at least I can find out the whereabouts of the missing master. “I want to know, right?”

At those words, the honest Ban Gyu-seong lowered his head as if his conscience pricked him, and Han So-so, who was listening to the story from afar, also had some sense of dignity and deliberately pretended not to hear what I said.

Furthermore, Ban Gyu-seong kept his mouth shut and his eyes were fixed on the sound of panting behind me, and the only person who could stop these two was Cheonbong Zhuge Yeon-ji.

“Jegal Yeonji. The whereabouts of the Four Sisters.”

“I can’t tell you. Ask her family.”

“Not even the teacher knows his whereabouts.”

“That…”

Zhuge Yanji tried to speak as something about her moved her lips, but she covered her own mouth by chewing her own lower lip until it bled.

“Then we don’t know either.”

“Don’t play tricks…”

If there had been a bit of joy and subtle discomfort just a moment ago, now displeasure began to dominate my emotions.

“Sir, there is a reason I cannot tell you.”

“I don’t care about your petty plans or conspiracies. All I have to do is find Samae’s whereabouts.”

“What does it mean that I can’t speak…?”

After speaking up to that point, Zhuge Yeonji closed her mouth and stopped looking at the entrance to Yongbong Pavilion.

‘The reason why Zhuge Yanji, the brain of the Murim League, can’t speak’

Although his distribution and reputation in the various martial arts groups cannot be considered very high, Zhuge Yanji, who was active as the actual strategist of the martial arts alliance, had considerable speaking power and authority.

If she couldn’t tell her whereabouts, it wasn’t difficult to guess why.

‘Did the Murim Lord block her mouth?’

Murim lord? Why?

Is there any reason to be interested in a disciple of a sect like Cheongsim Yurimun, whose name, to be honest, has not even been heard of among the prominent masters of the Murim Alliance?

Of course, the talent of Samae, who reached the peak master at the age of 16, is great, but even the five dragon seven peaks had similar abilities to Samae, and Han Soso, who is the same age as Sammae, can reach the peak if he trains a little more. Was able to surpass.

Even the Murim Lord’s daughter, Mubong Jinhongseon, boasted a level superior to her samae, and even Ban Gyu-seong… He is one of the strongest among female high school students, so there would be no reason to treat only samae as special, right?

“Yeonggong. Please go in now.”

“I won’t go in until I hear about Samae’s whereabouts.”

“What’s going on, Cheonbong?”

A soft male voice was coming from right behind me.

And Ban Gyu-seong, Han So-so, Zhuge Yeon-ji, and the other Five Dragons were unaware that the man had appeared in the training hall.

Even I, who had stepped into the peak, did not notice.

“It looks like you’re in quite a bit of trouble, huh?”