Chapter 213

Lee Hwa-hwa.
An old, abandoned graveyard at the edge of the outskirts of the city.
It was originally inhabited by a trader, a vagabond, more than a hundred years ago, but a plague killed them all.
The plague, and its distance from the holy city, had left the temple in complete ruins, untouched by human footsteps.
Suddenly, dozens of men showed up at the abandoned yard.
Tinkle.
They repaired the collapsed pavilion and laid bluestone slabs in the flower garden in the front yard.
After a few days of this, the interior of Ewha Hall, which was once a dingy place, was transformed into a place where people could stay.
“Whoa, that’s a lot of work.”
Wen Se-moon, who had been engaged in a fierce duel with his men on the celadon-covered stage, faltered.
“A quick break!”
It was Bu Eun-sul and the members of the private army who renovated Ewha Temple.
As the Elder of Openness, he is not the only one who can defeat a martial artist.
Not only that, but a lot of preparation was required to defeat the target, the Girl King.
To catch him in the act, Bu Eun-sul first set up a base near the outskirts of Yeoju, which bordered the opening of the opening gunboat.
It’s dark under the lamp.
This is because there are many open roads in the opening area, but there are very few open roads near Yeoju, the border area.
“Damn, how long am I going to have to train in martial arts, I think I’m good enough for this.”
Won Se-moon grumbled, and Han So-woong, who was sitting behind him, replied.
“Hey, Joe. Don’t you know the lender? Let’s just pretend he’s dead.”
“Nope.”
Wen Se-moon gazed at the distant sky and cleared his throat.
Once the renovation of the palace was complete, Bu Eun-sul’s first order was to improve the martial arts of his troops.
In order to deal with the monarch, we must first touch the open.
While they have strong personalities and martial arts skills, they are not yet at the level to deal with the open front.
“Damn it. I’d rather be in Dalian!”
At that moment, a dozen shoulder-slumped men trudged toward the stage.
It was Cao Nanchuan and his crew.
“We’re going into a coffin of iron. A coffin full of strange poisonous herbs.”
The members of the Three Kingdoms are not as powerful in martial arts as the members of the I Chou, nor are they as fast in Divine Law as the members of the Yi Chou.
Therefore, in order to utilize their characteristics, Bu Eunsul had the Black Poison Magic Technique obtained from the Immortal Realm be taught to the members of the Three Kingdoms.
The Black Poison Magician’s power is comparable to Nahan’s, as it transforms the body into a powerful form of energy.
Bu Eun-sul wants to transform the men of the Three Kingdoms into a defense force in battle.
“No, but why does the master insist on practicing martial arts in a coffin made of iron, when you could just do it anywhere?”
Won Se-moon asked, and Zhao Nam-chun sank to the ground and said, “I’m sorry.
“They say there’s a lot to be gained from grinding the inside of a steel pipe.”
“Benefits?”
“They say the air is thin, and resisting the icy chill from the iron wears on your spirit.”
Zhao sighs and says, “I’m sorry.
“When you master the black sword, you’ll be a swordmaster, so you’ll have to harden your heart…….”
“I see. That’s not easy either.”
Wonsemun nodded, his shoulders slumped,
“Have some of this while you do it.”
That’s when a young man dressed in black and wearing gaiters around his ankles handed out wooden baskets of snacks and water to the crew.
He was skinny, but his toned muscles were like a pair of sharp knives. It was the black mark.
“Black marks. Are you tired?”
Won Se-moon pointed to the thick iron gaiters on Black Mark’s ankles.
The plates were made of brown iron from the North Sea, which looks like ordinary iron but is actually dozens of times heavier than iron.
The members of the IZO, including Lord Wei Tian, who excelled in the Divine Law, wore gaiters made of wrought iron on their legs like black marks.
“I’m fine.”
Black Mark scratched his head, embarrassed.
“I’m just walking around in heavy gaiters.”
“Oh. Come to think of it, I heard that you, Black Mark, used to have a blood feud with Daiju?”
At that moment, Cho Nam-chun looked at the black mark and gave a thumbs up.
“At such a young age, you have a kung fu skill similar to Wei Tianqing’s. It’s amazing.”
Black Mark was extremely skilled in light kung fu, and his skills were comparable to those of Lord Wei Tian, who was the best light kung fu practitioner among the four commanders.
That’s why he’s wearing the same weight as Wei Tianqing.
“You’re welcome.”
Black Mark smiled sheepishly.
“Take your time, I’ll clean up the mess here.”
He turned and cleaned up the mess his men had made.
“Leave it alone. We’ll do it later.”
Won Se-moon held out his hand, but Black Mark didn’t stop wiping the sweat off his face.
“No, I have nothing to do until Confucius gets here.”
“I’ll do it. I’ve met my haze quota with the boss today.”
At that moment, Han So-woong, who was drinking cool water, stood up and said.
“You need to get some rest, you’ve been doing chores all day.”
Then the four commanders chimed in.
“That’s right. Rest.”
“These guys are going to take a break and clean up after themselves.”
They love to compete with others, and they’re not very sociable.
But as they gazed at the black marker, a gentle smile appeared on each of their lips.
Black marks are unruffled, polite, and intelligent.
Not only that, but he’s willing to do the dirty work, he’s martial arts skilled, and hardworking.
That’s why even the roughest of the roughest of the roughest, Ichigo’s men, like to think of Black Mark as their little brother.
Squeak.
At that moment, four men walked out from the center of the manor hall.
It was Bu Eun-sul and Hyuk So-jin, and Myo Cheon-woo and Yu Yun-ryong.
Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong are not members of the Ten Demon Warriors, but rather friends and helpers of Bu Eunseol.
“Lender.”
The men, including Won Se-moon, stood back and waved their hands in the air.
“I see you’ve got your lieutenants and friends.”
Despite the hierarchy, Bu Eun-sul doesn’t expect any petty courtesies other than what she’s told to do.
That’s why they feel free and comfortable to treat Buunsul and Hyuksojin.
“The haze is over.”
At Buunseol’s question, Cho Namcheon nodded.
“I’m done.”
“Hmm.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as she saw the damage to the blue stone tablet on the stage.
It’s been two months since I practiced martial arts at Ewha University. A long time if you ask me, a short time if you ask me.
However, they didn’t let a single day go by and trained fiercely in martial arts.
And you could feel the power of their prayers.
“I see.”
Bu Eunseol looked at the sharp-eyed men and nodded.
“You’re almost ready.”
Won beamed and said.
“Are we just getting started?”
Bu Eun-sul shook her head.
“We still have some important training to do.”
“Training?”
“Yes.”
The crew looked at each other, mouths agape.
Up until now, training has been a real-life, life-or-death affair.
In fact, some of the crews were even seriously injured.
But you still have important training to do?
“Open is the most powerful and diverse martial arts school in the Gu Pilebang. They have as many masters as they have heads.”
Bu Eun-sul’s expression grew solemn.
“You will have to be stronger than you are now.”
“By the way, what’s that important training?”
In response to Cho Nam-chun’s question, Bu Eun-sul said in a low voice.
“Watching the fight.”
The expressions on the men’s faces became bizarre.
I was super nervous because I knew it was important, but to just watch a fight?
At that moment, Yu Tianqing calmly asked again.
“You mean, the master wants us to watch the fight?”
“Yes.”
Bu Eunseol turned around and looked down at the seated members of the Fourth Company.
“From now on, you will observe the duel once a day. The rest of the day is free for you to practice your martial arts with the profound knowledge you have gained, or to rest.”
And with a solemn expression, he said
“However, if you have not improved after a month, you will not be able to remain in the private army after that. You will probably be killed in battle against the open.”
The men’s eyes glowed like animals at the words.
They have no fear. The only thing they fear is being buried alive, unable to fly.
Now it’s time to stretch out and take flight, but you’re afraid.
“But whose duel are you asking me to watch?”
At Wei Tianqing’s question, Bu Eunsul looked at Hyuksojin.
“From now on, you will duel the black mark once a day in front of your men.”
Hyuk Sojin shook his head.
“You mean to tell me that I’m supposed to…… pass on martial arts to the black mark?”
He had already worked as a roustabout on an unsewered oil well.
So he understood better than anyone that teaching someone else was like resharpening his own martial arts from the ground up.
“I said duel. A real fight.”
“But I can’t duel a black mark…….”
Sojin Hyuk couldn’t finish his sentence.
This is because, although Black Mark is a very talented martial artist, he is still far from being able to compete with him.
“You say that Mu Yu is no match for you, but Black Mark has been through a lot in his life. He’s been on a roll since childhood.”
Bu Eun-sul calmly explained.
“Improving one’s martial arts in the first stage is the realm of enlightenment. If you duel a black sword with a variety of tactics, you will surely gain something.”
“I see.”
Hyuk Sojin nodded, no longer arguing.
Bu Eun-sul was always right, and this battle with the black mark will not be in vain.
“So what do I do?”
Myo Tian-woo, who had been listening silently, asked, and Bu Eun-sul immediately replied.
“Fight it.”
“Fighting? All the time?”
Miao Tianwu’s shoulders drooped.
For two months, he didn’t take a day off to compete against Yu Yunlong.
We’ve gotten really good at it, but now we’ve gotten to the point where we can blindly avoid each other’s moves.
And you want me to keep fighting him?
“You’re with me from now on.”
Bu Eun-sul’s words made Myo Tian-woo smile.
“With you? That’s great.”
“Two.”
“What?”
Bu Eunsul looked at Yu Yunlong and Myo Tianwu alternately.
“It means they’re coming at you at once.”
“What?”
Yu Yunlong said coldly as Myotian Wu’s heart skipped a beat.
“Thanks for that.”
In the past, Yu Yunlong would have gotten angry and rejected the offer out of pride.
But now I know.
He realizes how much of a martial artist she is, and that a confrontation with her will give him the chance to take another leap forward.
“Oho, Yuyun Dragon!”
When Yu Yunlong didn’t seize up, Miao Tianwu opened his mouth in surprise.
“You’ve really changed.”
Miao Tianwu clapped his hands and said.
“A rock with nothing but pride left, to turn into this? I’m going to live a long time to see that.”
“Shut up.”
After the two had been arguing for a while, Won raised his hand.
“Lender. May I ask you a question?”
“Do it.”
“So, are we only supposed to watch the vice lord’s duel, or can we watch the master’s duel as well?”
Bu Eun-sul said sheepishly.
“I don’t care. That’s your choice.”
“Are you sure?”
“But you’d better watch the Vice Lord’s tournament. This one won’t give you any depth or enlightenment.”
Won nodded.
Those with lower levels of martial arts are not yet capable of savoring the subtleties of Bu Eunseol’s martial arts.
“Then let’s get started right away.”
Bu Eun-sul turned and walked back to her sponsor.
Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong nodded and followed.
Then, with a flash of light in their eyes, Hyuk So-jin, Black Mark, and their captains followed. And even the troops began to move in a line.
The first thing you’ll want to see when you visit Sanshougang Mountain is the duel between Buunsul and the Ten Demon Warriors.
Whirling.
The backdrop of Ewha’s palace was a dense bamboo forest.
However, the crews often smoked here, so this triangle of the Great Forest is missing.
Stopping in the center of the clearing in the Great Forest, Frostfire spread her hands.
“Let’s get started.”
Then, Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong simultaneously raised their qi.
Buunsul vs. Myocheonwoo and Yuyunryong.
Three former ten-horse warriors who fought to the death are about to face off in a battle of epic proportions.