Tangmunjeon - Chapter 308



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Episode 308 Namgung Hyun

“Namgung Hyeon! Namgung Hyeon! Show me the skills of the Namgung Sega family!”

“Heavenly Dog Hong-Gyeon! Hit that guy in the head!”

People joined in by putting up their pocket money.

Until the recent match, there were many people who predicted Hong Gyeon’s dominance, but this time, there were many people who predicted Namgung Hyeon’s dominance. The name value of the Namgung family was that high.

Namgung Hyeon took a deep breath and approached his opponent, Hong Gyeon.

‘Don’t let your guard down, take it slow.’

The beginning is Namgung Se-ga’s Changgung swordsmanship, the foundation and basics of swordsmanship.

Although it is not a sword technique with particularly great power, the best part of the Changgung Sword Technique lies in its expandability. For example, it can be mixed with the Daeyeon Sword Technique, which is a slightly more difficult sword technique, and progresses to the Changgung Daeyeon Sword Technique.

Furthermore, its unique light and nimble movements are also good for assessing an opponent’s skills.

Namgung Hyeon’s sword easily took the lead in the attack and defense.

Just as a fish that has taken the bait cannot help but be swayed by the movements of the fishing rod, Hong Gyeon was busy defending himself, being swayed by Namgung Hyeon’s sword swing. Namgung Hyeon felt a secret sense of pleasure.

‘There’s no need to rush to strike a decisive blow. I’ll slowly widen the gap by utilizing my strengths.’

Namgung Hyeon thought he was superior to Hong Gyeon in two ways.

Namgung Se-ga’s rising martial arts, and more internal energy than Hong Gyeon.

‘I’ve taken the elixir several times. It is said that Hong Gyeon’s achievements are quite fast, but since he is an open-minded person, he probably hasn’t come into contact with the elixir. You can just use the amount of your internal energy to slowly suppress it.’

Namgung Hyun’s thoughts moved from the elixir to his father.

A father who stole the family elixir at the risk of his life, hoping that his son would not have to live a sad life like he did.

The father who secretly fed Namgung Hyeon elixir.

The taste of the elixir that I swallowed unprepared, just as my father told me to.

The internal energy that filled my whole body and seethed, the fever that came as if it were natural.

Thanks to this, the whole story of the incident was revealed, and my father, who had been locked up in the brain prison for three whole years, was freed.

Ten days after being released from the brain prison, my father stole the elixir again and fed it to Namgung Hyeon, and was dragged back to the brain prison.

And yet, the father smiled brightly at his son. What a foolish father.

‘···No. Now is not the time to be lost in thought.’

The tip of Namgung Hyeon’s sword became much sharper.

Whether you know martial arts or not, Namgung Hyeon’s superiority was clear.

The gamblers howled and cried.

“Cheonnyeonggae! Cheonnyeonggae! Cheer up!”

“Please! I’ve bet every penny I’ve ever earned!”

However, as the gamblers had hoped, the situation where Hong Gyeon, the Heavenly King, overwhelmed Namgung Hyeon did not occur.

Namgung Hyun still had an overwhelming lead over Hong Gyeon, and he was determined to widen the gap even further.

Namgung Hyun’s sword has changed. From the basic martial art, Changgung Sword Technique, to the intermediate martial art, Daeyeon Sword Technique.

Although his level of martial arts has improved, the swordsmanship that Namgung Hyeon has most definitely mastered is the Daeyeon Sword Technique.

However, while he was unfolding his great sword technique like flowing water, Namgung Hyeon realized something strange.

Namgung Hyeon intended to use the Daeyeon Sword Technique to increase his momentum, widen the gap, and corner Hong Gyeon.

In fact, Hong Gyeon was being pushed back well. However, the gap did not widen.

Suddenly, Namgung Hyun recalled memories from his childhood.

Back when Namgung Hyeon was not even tall enough to reach his father’s waist, his father would let Namgung Hyeon go wherever he wanted and slowly follow him.

Namgung Hyun walked to where he wanted to go. Then one day, he ran with all his might, thinking of getting away from his father.

However, there is a limit to a child’s pace. No matter how hard Namgung Hyun ran, he could not keep up with his father.

My father always followed Namgung Hyeon at a distance of one step, and he could always reach out and grab Namgung Hyeon’s hands whenever he wanted.

When his father would catch and lift up young Namgung Hyeon, young Namgung Hyeon would burst into innocent laughter. Of all the memories he has with his father, this is the warmest and most enjoyable.

But now, Namgung Hyun felt exactly the opposite.

…It was creepy.

The reason Namgung Hyun recalled that memory now was because Hong Gyeon was exactly one step behind, even though Namgung Hyun’s sword was gaining momentum.

No more, no less, exactly one step. One step that seems close but cannot be reached. One step that cannot be taken no matter how much you run away.

Namgung Hyun’s expression became filled with impatience.

‘No. It must be a coincidence.’

Namgung Hyeon didn’t even bother to use the Daeyeon Sword Technique for much and went straight to the Changgung Daeyeon Sword Technique.

A swordsmanship that is considered a true martial art within the Namgung Sega clan.

Namgung Hyeon’s Changgung Daeyeongeom method was a bit lacking in achievements, but its power was greater than that of the Daeyeongeom method that was learned close to the peak.

‘I’ll finish it, even if it’s a little rushed.’

However, the gap between him and Hong-Gyeon is still one step. Namgung-Hyeon’s sword continuously invades the space around Hong-Gyeon, leaving raw wounds on his skin. However, there is no blow that can decide the match.

When his father reached out from behind and lifted Namgung Hyeon up, Namgung Hyeon was so happy he couldn’t stand it.

But now, Namgung Hyun was unbearably scared. It felt like Hong Gyeon would reach out and subdue him in an instant.

‘No, no…’

Namgung Hyeon desperately used his swordsmanship.

Namgung Hyeon, who confirmed that he could not break through the Changgungdae Yeongeom method, used all the sword techniques he had learned. Gohon Ilgeom, Cheolgeom Sipshik.

These are martial arts that I haven’t properly mastered. But that doesn’t matter. If I’m lucky, I’ll just have to use one sword.

Even the power of each herb varies.

But the gap is still one step.

One step at a time, as if measured by a ruler.

Namgung Hyeon, who had become unbearably frustrated, put his sword back in its scabbard and unfolded his martial arts.

Thunderbolt Divine Fist that strikes like lightning. Thunderbolt Master and Heavenly Wind Power that have not yet been achieved.

Regardless of whether he was confident or inexperienced, Namgung Hyeon showed off all the martial arts he knew. However, the gap between himself and Hong Gyeon was still only one step.

My chest feels stuffy.

‘I have to win. I have to win···.’

At that moment, the crowd’s cheers were heard.

“Cheonnyeonggae, come on! Please win!”

“The heavenly dog ​​Hong-gyeon, the heavenly dog ​​Hong-gyeon!”

Even people don’t know this fact. Namgung Hyun felt like he was going crazy.

Namgung Hyeon chewed his lower lip and repeated.

‘We have to win.’

Namgung Hyeon had completely lost his composure.

Namgung Hyeon drew his sword again. Then, he once again used the Changgungdae Yeongeom Technique, twisted the sword handle, and secretly mixed in the salcho.

Namgung Hyeon’s sword slashed towards the center of Hong Gyeon’s neck.

“···!”

Hong Gyeon reacted immediately, leaning forward and turning his neck.

This time, it passed right next to Namgung Hyun’s black dog’s neck. Not even a small scratch was left.

A precarious gap, less than half a finger joint apart. There is one step there that can never be narrowed.

But the moment the weeds were spread out, Hong Gyeon’s atmosphere changed completely.

Hong Gyeon leaned over and dug into Namgung Hyeon in the same twisted posture.

Go (靠). It wasn’t a fist, palm, or leg, but Hong-Gyeon’s shoulder and back that pushed Nam-Gung-Hyeon’s chest hard.

Namgung Hyun bounced off without a fight. All he could do was keep his balance and not roll precariously on the floor.

A thunderous roar filled the arena. The gamblers chanted Hong Gyeon’s name like madmen.

“Here it comes! The Heavenly Demon Hong-Gyeon! The Heavenly Demon Hong-Gyeon!”

Namgung Hyeon hurriedly straightened his posture and looked at Hong Gyeon.

Unlike before, Hong Gyeon had both legs firmly planted on the ground.

Hong Gyeon’s two arms each formed a semicircle and came together in front of his chest. Soon, both palms were extended toward Namgung Hyeon.

“Hangryong… no, Gwangryongjang!”

The intense pressure that came with that scream caused Namgung Hyeon to lose consciousness.

*

Along with Hong Geol-gae’s work, Namgung Hyeon lost consciousness and was thrown out. Several people came in unarmed and approached Namgung Hyeon, but most of them were only interested in Hong Geol-gae, not Namgung Hyeon.

“The results are amazing! The winner is Hong Gyeon from Juulchon!”

As the announcer declared Hong Gyeon the winner, the crowd that had filled the stands poured in unarmed and surrounded Hong Gyeol-gae. The noise of the crowd sounded like the fluttering wings of a swarm of bees.

“I thought I would fail right after I started, but I ended up winning!”

“You’re developing at an incredible pace. At this rate, aren’t you going to become the best in the world?”

People rushed to reach out and grab Hong Geol-gae’s collar.

Hong Geol-gae was dragged around by people’s hands, and then was lifted up by people’s hands.

People raised their hands and held the red flag. Like a leaf on the sea, the red flag floated aimlessly above people’s heads. People suddenly waved their hands, and a shy woman secretly grabbed the red flag’s hand and ran away.

Hong Geol-gae was surrounded by people and swept here and there, and before he knew it, he had received the prize money and goods. He had achieved all his goals.

Finally, people started shouting together.

“Heavenly dog ​​Hong-gyeon! Heavenly dog ​​Hong-gyeon!”

Everyone in sight called out Hong Gyeon’s name. Not once or twice, but endlessly, until they got tired of it.

It didn’t matter if it was a fake name like Hong-Gyeon. Hong-Gyeol-Gae was happy.

‘I have no regrets anymore···.’

Hong Geol-gae enjoyed the attention of people until the sun went down, then secretly touched his face in the dark to release the magic. He had enjoyed it enough, so now he had to go back to his daily life.

People were murmuring.

“Where did Hong-Gyeon go?”

“I think it went this way?”

When he returned from Honggyeom to Honggeolgae, people showed no interest in Honggeolgae.

But it didn’t matter. Hong Geol-gae wasn’t stupid enough to feel bad about people for just that reason. He had been having fun all day, or even for the past few days.

Hong Geol-gae returned to the guest house a little late.

There were several other guests in the inn besides the group, so they couldn’t confidently mention Hong-Gyeon. The three friends shouted at the same time.

-Hong-gyeon, Hong-gyeon!

-Hangryong···. Gwangryongjang!

-The first ever top-class martial artist to participate in a martial arts tournament! The ugliest of the six! Hong Geol-gae!

Hong Geol-gae sat down with an awkward smile. The two members of the National Assembly and Seol-hwa also looked at Hong Geol-gae with expressions full of interest. However, there were only seven people, so there was not enough room to sit.

Namgung Myung suddenly got up from his seat.

“Sit here.”

Hong Geol-gae’s eyes lit up. Namgung Myeong wasn’t the type of person to do something like this.

“What? Respect?”

“···Common sense tells you, how could that be possible?”

“Then why did you wake up?”

“I’m going to go see Hyun.”

“ah···.”

Hong Geol-gae had completely forgotten about his final opponent, Namgung Hyeon. In fact, even if it weren’t for Namgung Hyeon, there wasn’t anyone he particularly remembered among his opponents in the non-competition.

However, when Namgung Hyun’s name was mentioned, Hong Geol-gae felt a strange sense of guilt. It was because he felt like he had taken away Namgung Hyun’s chance to win.

And that was largely true.

Although he did not participate in the non-competition voluntarily, if Hong Geol-gae had not participated in the non-competition, Namgung Hyeon would have won.

Hong Geol-gae hesitated without sitting down.

“While you’re at it, I’ll go too.”

“···I’m telling you in advance, don’t try to insult that guy Hyun for no reason.”

“Of course not. What do you think of me?”

“What could it be?”

Namgung Myung chuckled. But Hong Geol-gae had nothing to say.

*

Namgung Myeong headed to the inn where Namgung Hyeon was staying.

Hong Geol-gae followed Namgung Myeong wherever he went.

The two people were each lost in thought.

Namgoong Myung thought about how to tease Hong Geol-gae in a fun way, and Hong Geol-gae thought about how to defend himself against Namgoong Myung’s upcoming prank. At the same time, he wondered if he should apologize to Namgoong Hyeon.

Eventually, the two arrived at the inn. Because it was late, the inn was quite quiet. Since it was a rather luxurious inn, people didn’t make a lot of noise until late at night.

The innkeeper’s eyes sparkled when he saw the two people who had arrived late, but soon became sullen. This was because he knew that Namgung Myung had visited Namgung Hyun several times over the past three days. Guests are welcome, but visitors are not.

The innkeeper made a drowsy expression and disappeared somewhere inside the inn.

The two approached the room where Namgung Hyeon was staying, being careful not to wake the other guests.

It was quiet.

“···?”

It’s quiet at night, of course, but it’s a bit too quiet.

Both Namgung Myung and Hong Geol-gae were top-notch experts, so they had a knack for recognizing human presence.

Even if a person is sleeping, it is no exception. Rather, sleeping people are easier to find because they do not try to hide their presence.

However, the interior of the room where Namgung Hyeon was staying was extremely quiet.

A strangely ominous feeling.

Hong Geol-gae and Namgung Myeong thought similarly.

‘Are you still upset and haven’t come in? Well, that makes sense.’

‘It seems like you were very disappointed. I’m so sorry, what should I do…’

Still, with a hopeful mind, Namgung Myung opened the guest room.

Surprisingly, Namgung Hyun was in the room. He was unconscious and lying down.

“uh···?”

While Hong Geol-gae was making stupid noises, Namgung Myung went straight to Namgung Hyeon and put his hand in front of his nose. His breathing was very faint and his body temperature was cold.

Namgung Myung sensed a faint smell wafting through the room. It was a scent he had smelled before, following Dang Mujin around.

‘no way?’

Namgung Myung opened Namgung Hyeon’s mouth and sniffed.

In Namgung Hyeon’s mouth, the smell that had been lingering in the room felt even stronger.

Namgung Myung muttered.

“I ate poison.”

Hong Geul-gae turned into a stone. Did he take poison? Why? Could it be because of me?

Hong Geol-gae trembled, unable to contain his guilt. Hong Geol-gae was still immature in this regard.

Namgung Myung hit Hong Geol-gae on the back with a loud thud.

“It’s not your fault. Come to your senses!”

“Uh, uh!”

As soon as Hong Geol-gae came to his senses, he realized what he had to do.

Hong Geol-gae immediately carried Namgung Hyeon on his back.

Namgung Hyun drank poison, and didn’t the two of them have a friend who could discuss poison and medicine with the best in the world?

The two people immediately jumped out of the inn window and ran through the night streets of Wuchang.