The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 118
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Episode 118
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Until the person sent from the volcano arrived, Seolhwa learned martial arts from Seopmu Gwang all day, every day.
Knowing that she would soon have to go to the volcano, he increased the intensity of his training.
First, he ran up to the training ground located in the middle of Hwangsan Mountain without using lightness and with his back to the ground, and the training method that started from small stones continued to climbing the mountain.
Sasasak- Sasasak-
As she ran to her destination through a forest full of bushes and trees, the black lightning of the Submu Light struck her like a bolt of lightning.
Kang! Kakang! Kang!
Seolhwa used only the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique to counter his sword.
Sometimes swords would spring out from between the bushes, sometimes from above the trees, and sometimes from beneath their feet.
Blame- Tadah! Blame!
A technique of moving anything that can be stepped on, with the most appropriate amount of force, for a short moment.
Brain Youngbo was effective in avoiding the sword that suddenly struck him.
Choaaaak-
“Gasp… gasp… gasp…”
When I returned to the training ground after going around the mountain like that, the sun had already set behind the mountain.
“Is it hard?”
Seopmu-gwang approached Seolhwa, who was catching her breath.
Even though he was practicing like a fairy tale, he didn’t look tired at all.
No matter how much of a difference there is between the peak and the extreme, Submu Kwang’s stamina was amazing.
“hmm….”
Submu-kwang scratched the back of his neck.
“Then while we rest, I’ll tell you about your grandfather.”
It was a welcome sound to hear.
Seol-hwa collapsed on the ground with a thud.
In front of such a story, Seopmu-gwang struck the ground with his sword sheath.
“Your grandfather, you know. He was a man who was truly close to heaven.”
He stood with his shoulders straight, as if imitating Namgung Mucheon.
“You are truly a man who looks down on the world. Before I met you, I had never met anyone as monstrous as you, my lord.”
The look in Seop Mu-gwang’s eyes as he spoke of Namgung Mucheon was filled with awe that could not be hidden.
“Do you know why your grandfather was called Sword Emperor?”
“Because you are good at swordsmanship?”
“So, do you know when you got that nickname?”
Seolhwa shook her head.
I knew Namgung Mucheon’s nickname, but I didn’t know how he got it.
Seopmu-kwang opened his mouth with a smile on his face, as if he knew this would happen.
“It was more than 20 years ago. There was a group of black people called Heukseonbo (黑仙堡) that dominated the Honam region. They were a group that originated in Ganghwa (江華) in Honam, and they quickly grew in power.”
Honam is adjacent to the southern tip of Hubei, where the Mudangpa and Jegalse clans are located, but Ganghwa is located at the southernmost tip of Honam, so it was able to avoid the eyes of the two great powers.
“These guys, they used their brains very well. They knew that if they went up they would be blocked right away, so they started expanding their forces downwards and to the sides.”
Guizhou and Jiangxi, the two arms of Honam, Guangxi and Guangdong, the bridges, and further, Fujian and Zhejiang, which extend to the southeast of Central Plains along the sea route.
“When I came to my senses, these guys were ruling the southern part of the Central Plains. Until then, no one in the martial arts world had realized the seriousness of the situation. As these guys grew in power, their evil deeds became increasingly worse.”
It was basic to take away the property of the common people who did not know martial arts. They raped women and kidnapped children, and killed them indiscriminately. They even went so far as to raid government offices and rob their warehouses.
When the martial artists heard of his evil deeds, they rose up in unison, vowing to eradicate Heukseonbo.
“The problem was that Black Ship Pearl was incredibly strong. Even the top 10 masters at the time tried to defeat him but failed.”
Of course, the Black Pearl had never confronted them head-on, but the failure to subdue these so-called top ten masters shocked the entire Central Plains.
At that time, most of the top 10 masters had reached the level of Hwagyeong, so failure to subdue them meant that the leader of the Black Sword group was at least a master at the beginning of Hwagyeong.
“Your grandfather stepped forward at that time. He proposed a life-or-death decision to Heukseonboju. At that time, your grandfather had the nickname of Cheonryonggeomgaek, but he was just starting to make a name for himself, so in reality, not many people knew about him.”
They say that the Namgung family’s son is strong.
They said the level was high.
I heard he’s quite good at handling swords.
But 20 years ago, the sects’ view of the martial arts world was worse than it is now.
So all those rumors came down to one thing.
‘They say he’s not bad for a prince of Segae.’
It was a malicious evaluation that was intended to belittle and disparage the sects and levels of the family.
“So when your grandfather proposed a life-or-death decision to Heukseonboju, there was a huge uproar. How could a noble young master go to his own death place without knowing anything?”
Seop Mu-kwang burst into laughter as he remembered the situation at that time.
“Think about it. Who would believe that a young master from Sega, who has only recently entered the world of martial arts, would defeat someone who couldn’t even beat the top ten masters?”
“Did Black Pearl accept the offer?”
You agreed to a one-on-one fight where you couldn’t be sure of victory?
A master of a non-Jeongpa faction?
“This guy foolishly believed the rumor. The rumor was that Namgung Sogongja’s military service wasn’t really that great. So, he wanted to use the reputation of trampling on the Namgung family as a springboard to solidify his power.”
The Black Pearl accepted the life-and-death decision, and the life-and-death decision continued for three days and nights.
It was a truly enormous battle. It was said that a mountain was blown away during the battle that took place in the mountains of Gangseo.
At first, those who had gathered to watch the life-or-death battle between the two people were so frightened by the energy they gave off that they ran away, and they couldn’t even get close until the battle was over.
Because if you get caught up in a fight, you could lose your life.
“Your grandfather’s sword, the Black Pearl of Heavenly Life, starts from the right forehead….”
Submu-kwang’s hand ran from the right side of his forehead, along his eyes, across his right jaw, and reached the nape of his neck.
“I’ve cut it up to here.”
The wound started from the forehead and extended to the nape of the neck. It was truly a huge wound.
Seolhwa suddenly thought of one person.
The scar from the bloodletting was so big that it couldn’t be completely hidden even though his face was covered by a mask.
‘The scar from the bloodletting… was it all the way to the nape of the neck?’
I couldn’t see the starting point because of the mask, but it seemed to extend all the way to the nape of the neck.
The memory was not clear.
“After that injury, the world turned completely against your grandfather. Black Pearl, who lost his right eye, was no longer your grandfather’s opponent.”
“Did Grandpa win?”
“Yes. Because of that, your grandfather was given the nickname of Heavenly Dragon Sword Emperor. After that, no one ignored your grandfather, and the status of the Namgung family began to rise even higher.”
“What happened to that person? Heukseonboju.”
Seol-hwa asked, recalling the appearance of the four bloodletting lords once again.
“What happened?”
Seopmu-kwang shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.
“You died by your grandfather’s hands that day.”
“Is he really dead?”
“Yes. No one saw the Black Pearl die directly, but she was found with her head cut off a while later.”
I see
It seemed that the four blood pearls were not black pearls.
There are countless people with scars on their faces, so it might be similar.
“Your grandfather didn’t have an easy life either.”
Seopmu-kwang’s smile was covered in bitterness.
In that expression, I could feel the sorrow and joy of the past that cannot be fully explained in words.
But the expression quickly disappeared and he drew his sword and shouted.
“So why am I telling you this!”
The sword of the Sub-Guang gleamed under the soft sunset.
“From that day on, countless swordsmen wanted to follow the Sword Emperor. If they saw the Sword Emperor’s sword even once, it would drive them crazy because they couldn’t forget it. One of them? Me.”
Seopmu-kwang laughed and swung his sword.
“I will show you the swordsmanship that was born under the influence of your grandfather.”
His expression was even more relaxed and solid.
“Look carefully. They are the Flowing Thunder Sky Wind Sword and the Blue Sky Thunder Sword.”
Seopmu Gwang stood in the center of a wide open space under the sunset and took a flag bearing ceremony.
Soon his power was released, and Seolhwa looked up at the sky without realizing it.
It was as if the heavens and earth were howling. The energy of lightning flowed out as if tearing through space, emitting an angry aura.
In the center of it all, a lightbulb moved.
Submu-gwang’s sword was still as powerful and fast as when he first showed off his wind and thunder sword technique.
But this time there was another vibe added to it.
Before, it seemed like the energy of the brain was running wild and raging alone, but now… .
‘It looks like it’s been set ablaze by the wind.’
A shape that seems to flow a little more freely and cheerfully, entrusting one’s body high in the sky to the flowing wind.
The sight of Seolhwa unfolding his swordsmanship was like a thunderbolt floating in the wind.
His movements were faster, sharper, and more fluid than before.
“… .”
My mouth opened open involuntarily in a creepy pleasure.
Just watching the swordsmanship made my heart race and my palms sweat with tension.
Meanwhile, Submu-gwang’s swordsmanship changed once again.
Tsk tsk tsk-
‘Changgungchiroegeom.’
If it had felt like it was flowing along the black wind just a moment ago, now it felt like the energy was rushing through a huge sky.
The thunderbolt races between clouds and shakes the heavens and the earth.
It lights up the sky and dispels the darkness.
The current Seopmuwang sword was like that.
Tsutsu-! Kwaang-!
It felt like the entire training ground was covered in dark clouds.
The sword of the Submu Kwang raced through it.
The sword contained his roar and his awe towards Namgung Mucheon.
It contained respect for those who had trampled the prejudice and contempt of the world and stood tall at the top of the martial arts world.
Hooooooo… .
Even after Seopmu-gwang’s sword stopped, Seolhwa couldn’t take her eyes off him.
A tingling thrill ran through my whole body.
Although he was not a top 10 master, the sword of this man who had made a name for himself throughout the world with his unique martial arts skills was truly a marvel.
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