Chapter 47

Episode 47The wind blows (2)

Papa papang!

His powerfully clenched fists burst into the empty air one after another.

It was not martial arts training without inner strength. The fist, imbued with strength, was no different from a weapon in itself. It had the power to pierce a log and break a rock with a single blow of a master’s martial arts expert.

Even though he was sweating profusely, his ruthless martial arts training did not stop. Rather, as time passed, it seemed to gain more momentum, and the speed of the movement became faster.

Tieeing!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had been practicing boxing for a while, lifted the spear that had fallen on the ground to his feet.

He held the spear in a natural motion and swung it with terrifying force.

Puff poop!

The polearm spewed fire.

Chang is a seriously ill soldier. It is easy to deliver a strong blow, but it is difficult to perform a repeated attack.

However, Yeon Ho-jeong’s spear technique was different. Regardless of what or how he swung, he delivered countless explosive blows, and the space between attacks was very narrow.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had been swinging the spear for a long time, held the pole upside down and sent it flying.

Whoa whoa!

The spear pierced a thick log and became lodged in the ground.

It was an incredible power.

“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”

The training was so intense that my breathing was impaired. A dark blue energy shimmered on Yeon Ho-jeong’s body as he continued to breathe heavily.

My rapid breathing quickly returned to normal. Even if the oxygen supply was facilitated by the device, the speed was too fast.

“Whoa.”

Yeonhojeong collapsed on the flat floor.

Then a heavy voice came to him.

“Are you finished training?”

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his head.

My father was standing in the distance with his back to me.

“Are you here?”

“It seems closer to venting one’s anger than training.”

“….”

“It is very difficult to normalize disturbed breathing so quickly. “Extreme physical training seems to be working.”

“okay.”

It was a nice moonlit night.

On a bright moonlit night, Yeonwi went and sat next to Yeonhojeong.

“You are now a full-fledged expert. “It would be worthy of being called a peak expert.”

“thank you.”

There was no sincerity in the voice. This was because the future was too terrible to be this happy.

However, Yeonwi expressed pure surprise at his son’s level.

At the age of 19, he reached a level higher than that of the head of his family’s military organization.

No matter how high a level of martial arts he had mastered, his growth rate was incomprehensible. Among the late leaders of the seven great families of the time, is it possible that there is someone of the same age as Yeon Ho-jeong who has accumulated such martial prowess?

Except for Shaolin or Shaman Hwasan, you won’t be able to find it easily even in the old school. Considering his skills from half a year ago, it is difficult to find the growth rate even if you search through the history of martial arts.

Even though he achieved such an amazing feat, his son was not satisfied. Rather, it seemed like this was a long way off.

Even though you probably don’t know how outstanding your skills are in terms of the level you have achieved.

Yeonwi said in a passing tone.

“Is something disturbing you?”

Yeon Ho-jeong could not answer.

I could say that it was a simple part of training and that nothing like that would happen. But I didn’t want to lie to my father in this feeling.

“It was too much.”

“yes?”

“It’s about your life.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

“Did you feel it?”

“If you don’t even feel it, how can you call yourself the head of a love family?”

Yeon Ho-jeong was constantly adjusting his life. This means that although life may be shed unconsciously, it is not released indiscriminately.

But Yeonwi was Yeonwi. Considering the distance from the head office to the guesthouse, the sensitivity of my senses was beyond imagination.

“What is it that makes you so angry?”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Yeon Wi.

Yeonwi’s face, bathed in moonlight, looked a little more kind than usual.

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong was moved to tears.

‘There are people targeting the main family.’

I wanted to talk. At least for this moment, I wanted to tell my father everything.

But I couldn’t.

The father seems indifferent to others, but is sensitive enough to watch their every move. I will try to find out everything from how I knew to why I didn’t tell you until now and whether it is truly true.

Unfortunately, that can’t be done. According to history, the attack on the famous family was less than a year away. Maybe it will be faster.

“I’m just frustrated.”

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“In many ways.”

Yeonwi was silent for a moment.

There was something I wanted to say to my son. But looking at my son now, it seemed like there was no need to say it.

Yeonwi took out a book from his pocket and gave it to Yeonhojeong.

“What is this?”

“Take it.”

There were no words written on the outside of the book.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes widened as he opened the book out of curiosity.

Yeonwi said.

“It is a manuscript. Once it is cooked, burn it and destroy it.”

“How can you give this to me…?”

“Looking at your martial arts skills, I thought about what you lack.”

He thought about his martial arts skills. It felt strange to hear that someone who would never do that said that.

“Your martial arts is a one-hit kill that does not assume follow-up hits. At least that’s the momentum. “There is still room for training, but your strong stamina became the nourishment for that explosive attack power.”

“….”

“But look. A little while ago, your breathing was severely disrupted. The reason is because the martial arts you perform require a lot of stamina.”

“That’s right.”

“It will be much better in the future. But the problem is how much it gets better. However, when I gave you a step that was good at evading, it seemed like you would never back down due to your tendency.”

I saw it right.

Yeon Ho-jeong could do anything, including hiding and avoiding escape, if necessary. However, if he thought it was not necessary, he would push ahead and defeat the enemy somehow.

This means that the tendency itself does not back down. A martial art on the battlefield that seeks to survive by killing before being killed. That was Yeonhojeong’s martial art.

“So I prepared that.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at the three letters written on the first page.

Banryongjang (反龍掌).

It was a counter-attack martial art that my father used when I was competing with him 15 days ago. Although the power of a single hit is great, it was one of Yeonga’s main martial arts that showed its true value during a counterattack.

“Kangho is scary. Don’t fight while observing the other person’s condition. “You can take care of it, but isn’t there a place where even a first-class person can die by the sword of a third-rate person?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

“Did you know?”

Yeonwi shook his head.

“I didn’t know. “Until now.”

“….”

“I was wondering when to tell you. “It may seem a little late, but with your understanding, you will be able to put it to practical use in the near future.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand holding the key gained strength.

In fact, Yeonwi’s worries were unfounded. This is because Yeonhojeong has Sasinmu.

If Hyeonmu is in charge of complete defense and Baekho is in charge of attacks without retreating, Blue Dragon is in charge of evasion and counterattack.

Hyeonmu would not be of much use unless in an extreme situation, but it was not Blue Dragon. Cheongryong’s art was a very useful martial art that solidly supported Yeonhojeong’s extreme tendencies.

‘….’

However, no matter how excellent the Sashin dance is, is it more precious than the heart that my father gave me?

“I will accept it gratefully.”

Yeonwi stood up from her seat.

“When do you plan to leave?”

Yes.

Yeon Ho-jeong was planning to leave the family.

It is difficult to prevent an invasion from a famous family if you only stay in the family. Fighting after seeing and confirming something in person was the fighting method that Yeon Ho-jeong learned throughout his life.

“If nothing else happens, I plan to leave tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow… tomorrow.”

Yeonwi closed her eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong didn’t know what his father was thinking.

After a while, Yeonwi spoke.

“Follow me.”

* * *

Yeon Wi unexpectedly took Yeon Ho-jeong out of the family.

The street was quiet. It was well past midnight, so it was natural. It was dark except for a few places that sold alcohol until late at night.

The rich man went around Goyangru and headed to a place quite far from the river. The place he arrived at was a small blacksmith shop.

earth! earth! earth!

Even though it was past midnight, they seemed to be banging hammers. Even though it was a long distance away, the heat felt amazing.

Yeonwi opened her mouth.

“Old man Pyeon. “I am a senior.”

Ting!

The hammer sound stopped.

After a while, an old man with a gray beard walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Although he was short in stature, his physique was very sturdy.

Even though it was cold, he was topless. Thanks to this, my strong shoulders and severe chest pain were fully revealed.

“Are you here?”

I expected a harsh tone from the clear voice, but surprisingly it was a calm voice.

“I’m sorry for coming late.”

“What is there to be sorry for? By the way, what about that young man next to you?”

“He is my eldest son.”

Yeonwi said to Yeonhojeong.

“Say hello. “He is a Shingong (神工) with a sharp sword.”

I don’t know who it was, but it didn’t seem like an ordinary person. Yeon Ho-jeong took control with moderation.

“This is Yeonhojeong. “It’s an honor to meet you.”

The old man smiled. Even though he worked with fire and iron all his life, his expression was as warm as a spring breeze.

“The look in your eyes is so harsh that someone might think he’s your son. “It’s like looking at you when you were young.”

“Did I do that?”

“It was hard to get close because I was afraid of getting cut. Still, compared to my son, you are a gentleman. If you were a treasured sword, your son is a divine sword. “The weather is getting closer.”

A seemingly invisible smile appeared on Yeonwi’s lips.

Pyeonilgang looked at Yeonwi as if it was unexpected. He had never seen Yeonwi make an expression similar to a smile before.

“You seem to be getting older too.”

“It seems like that.”

Pyeon Il-gang looked Yeon Ho-jeong up and down.

“But it’s fascinating. The eyes are the same, but the mood is completely different. “Even though he is your son, he is not still.”

“….”

“Is it an axe, not a sword?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

Pyeonilgang is not unmanned. I learned internal skills, but it was only a curing technique. Nevertheless, I recognized Yeonhojeong’s main weapon at a glance.

‘That’s amazing.’

No matter what, once you reach the level of a craftsman, your perspective on the world will change.

A good craftsman is a friend of a warrior. Just by recognizing Yeon Ho-jeong’s temperament at a glance, it was possible to guess Pyeon Il-gang’s skills.

“What about the one you ordered 15 days ago?”

“exactly.”

“Hehe, I see a lot of unexpected things today. “Are you saying you didn’t give the sword to the eldest son who should have inherited the family?”

Yeonwi shook his head.

“Is it still far away?”

“No way. It was all finished two days ago. “It’s not something new, it’s just a modification of an existing one.”

“Give it to me.”

“Wait.”

After a while, Pyeon Il-gang came carrying a weapon.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes widened when he saw the weapon.

“It’s so heavy. You mean to hold and wield something like this? “It looks like you have accumulated great martial arts skills at a young age.”

thud!

The sound transmitted to the ground was amazing.

It was an axe. The ax was an axe, but it was huge.

It was a war machine with an ax blade the size of the upper body of an adult male attached to a thick spear pole six feet long. It was almost similar in shape and size to the ax that Yeon Ho-jeong used when he was alive.

Yeonwi said.

“Try to catch it.”

Yeon Ho-jeong held the spear as if possessed.

The weight transferred to the entire arm was amazing.

‘heavy. It’s heavy, but…’

It felt very good in my hand. Should I call it a sense of unity? It was perfect to hold and swing.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Yeon Wi.

“A heavy weapon is more influenced by the person handling it than any other sword. “Your martial arts skills are too extreme, so don’t use them unless you absolutely have to.”

Yeonwi bowed to Pyeon Il-gang.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Hehe, it’s no trouble. “If I had known it was a gift for my son, I would have inspected it one more time.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Yeon Wi with trembling eyes.

Yeonwi turned around.

“let’s go.”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was watching the back of Yeon Wi walking ahead, bowed his head to Pyeon Il-gang.

“thank you.”

Pyeon Il-gang said with a smile.

“It’s a very sturdy guy, so it won’t break in any way. Please use it well.”