Chapter 215

Chapter 215

The old man asked again, his eyes fierce.
“What is your purpose?”
“What’s the purpose.”
He smirked.
“It makes me sick to my stomach to see a beggarly subject, begging for money, and using a lot of brains to buy and sell information…….”
He didn’t speak.
Voila!
The old man, or rather, the lord of the hobudang, Zheng Nosam, came out like lightning and struck down the men’s heavenly blood.
“Hmm.”
Snorting, he twisted his body to avoid the old man’s hand digging into his throat.
But it was a bluff. As if waiting for me to dodge, the old man unleashed a dozen seconds of punches at once.
Plop, plop, plop!
He was eventually unable to dodge the barrage of punches and was hit over most of his body.
“It’s no big deal!”
Jung No-sam, who was excitedly beating up the man, got a strange look on his face.
This is because even though the punch landed exactly where it should have, I felt nothing in my hand, as if I had hit a cotton ball.
“This guy is…….”
Only then did he realize that, while the man was pretending to be beaten, he had been sneaky with his power.
“You must be old and have no strength in your hands.”
The smirking man clenched his left fist.
Whiz!
At that moment, there was a screeching sound that seemed to suck the air out of the room, followed by a tremendous burst of power.
“Ugh.”
Jung’s eyes widened in confusion.
Not only was the man’s punchline lightning fast, but the scope of his powers was over a dozen chapters long.
“It’s inevitable!
But the power grazed his cheek, splitting open a large garden seat next to him.
Kurung. Kurrrr.
Jung No Sam, his body as stiff as ice, looked down at the split garden seat.
Gulp.
My mouth was watering.
If the power had been directed at him, it would have been his own head that would have been split.
“From now on, live by begging honestly. Don’t do anything worthless.”
He smirked and turned away.
Jung No-sam could only shiver. He bit his lip, unable to say anything.
* * *
He staggered out and climbed into a carriage waiting for him in front of Seolhyangwon.
Dulcet.
As the carriage pulled away, the man’s eyes lit up as he relaxed.
Woodduck.
At the same time, the facial skeleton began to undulate and the shape of the eyes and nose slowly changed.
Then, a godlike figure slowly began to emerge. It was snow.
“Is it okay? Confucius.”
Black Mark, sitting in the coachman’s seat, spoke in a worried voice.
“I’m afraid that old man is going to mobilize the open defenders right now.”
“The thing about being in an intelligence organization is that you always know exactly who you’re dealing with before you act.”
“He’s an open gunslinger who posts information in the open…….”
“Yes.”
Looking out the window, Bu Eunseol smiled thinly.
“He’s not going to let up until he has accurate information about me.”
Boo Eun Seol’s end goal is a solo match against the Girl King.
However, not only is the Queen rarely seen in the realm, but she’s also hard to find due to her mysterious behavior.
-If you can’t find it, make it find you.
If you openly shake and humiliate her, she will surely find you.
He began by exposing the corruption of the ruling party and humiliating them.
“But it’s really surprising to me that openness is actually one of the richest things in the world.”
Black Mark made a sound that sounded like a sigh, and Bu Eunseol said, “I’m sorry.
“Open is supposed to be clean, but that’s just a façade created in the shadow of the old file room. In reality, it’s just as greedy as its head.”
Buunsul’s eyes deepened as he stared out the window.
“And just by revealing what that looks like, we can identify the forces that are unhappy with openness.”
Today’s work is just the beginning.
From here on out, we’ll slowly break down the forces of openness and bring out the king cowering somewhere.
After that day.
Not only Bu Eun-sul and Black Mark, but also Hyuk So-jin, Myo Tian-woo, and Yu Yun-ryong were traveling around Bujung, challenging the key figures of the opening.
-You must identify them, and you must embarrass them in a crowded place.
Bu Eun-sul also had a rule about arguing.
The target is open information warriors or leaders of information organizations that are not publicly active.
And their misdeeds must be exposed in front of a large audience.
-Open is rotten…….
Open is known for its lack of greed and clean behavior.
But when Bu Eun-sul and her colleagues revealed their secretive behavior, the reputation of openness plummeted.
Inside the crematorium, there was silence.
He was now sitting in the hall with Hyuksojin, Myo Tianwu, Yu Yunlong, and the others.
“What the hell are you doing, lender.”
When they didn’t come out of their hiding place for several days, a frustrated Wen Se-moon asked Black Pyo.
“Why are they there, not just the troops.”
“We’re studying the zero-gravity water.”
“No-holds-barred?”
Black Mark replied in a low voice.
“Haven’t the three of you challenged the open masters and fought with them, just like Confucius, and that’s why you’re all studying open martial arts together?”
Bu Eun-Seol challenged the open masters one by one to see if they had any defense.
He would even intentionally beat me up if I didn’t know the number.
As a result, I was able to find out a lot about the various openings and their variations, even if I didn’t know the true martial arts of the opening.
He is studying them with Hyuk So-jin, Myo Tian-woo, and Yu Yun-ryong, who fought against the masters of openness.
“Such a thing…… possible?”
“Yes.”
Black Mark said with pride.
“Even Confucius said that you can get some idea of martial arts just by observing the wounds on a corpse.”
“Scars…… Oh, right.”
Wen Se-moon suddenly remembered that Bu Eun-sul had once taught the men the sword techniques of the Sect of Saints and the Sect of Volcanoes, as well as the techniques of the Maban Sect.
“I thought I was a master of Zhengfa martial arts…… but it turns out I was just figuring it out on the fly.”
“Black marks.”
Just then, the door slammed open and Hyuk Sojin poked his head in.
“The Great Master invites you in.”
* * *
Inside the ante-chamber, candles burned brightly and large stacks of paper were stacked on the table.
On the paper on top were strange shapes and lines, and Bu Eun-sul, Hyuk So-jin, and Yu Yun-ryong and Myo Tian-woo were looking at it with serious expressions.
Once inside, Black Mark stood carefully to one side to avoid distracting the swollen eyes.
“The art of openness is so promiscuous.”
Myo Tianwu, looking at the lines and shapes, stuck out his tongue.
They were all open martial artists that Bu Eun-sul had either fought open masters or recognized from their corpses.
The art of openness is as diverse as the people who practice it, and it’s a mix of techniques.
Bu Eun-sul traveled for a long time and deeply studied the martial arts of openness, excluding the hitting and hanging arts and the two great disciplines.
“By the way, you’re amazing, you’ve stolen so much openness in such a short time.”
“I didn’t steal it, I just saw the traces left behind.”
Public President.
The Beast’s extreme senses allow him to see all the traces that the eye can never see.
“Mmm.”
Myotian’s eyes blurred as he looked over the edge.
Fatigue sets in after a long period of looking at the evolution of complex open math.
Sigh.
Then Bu Eun-sul picked up a quill and started filling in shapes and lines on the paper.
It depicts the variation of the number of seconds in the white crystal method and the shuffling ratio, which are most commonly practiced by open students.
“Can you do it?”
Myo Tianwu nodded gravely at Bu Eunseol’s question.
“Enough to paint.”
Myo Cheon Woo is a master of the art of kukkiji-jido, a deeply practiced art of pickling.
He wants to pass on the techniques and methods of opening that Bu Eun-sul understood to Sa-young-dae.
“It must be raised at least an arm’s length. Like the marks left by a master of opening for all to see.”
Bu Eun Seol, who can identify martial artists by their wounds and marks.
With these abilities, Bu Eun-sul has broken down the Maban Gate, and this is how she intends to provoke its opening.
“Black marks.”
Bu Eunseol then called out to Black Mark, who was standing off to the side.
“Yes. Confucius.”
“This is the new practice of openness, the kite flying.”
This time, Bu Eun-sul drew a New Law and offered it to Black Pyo.
“You won’t be able to do it alone. Call in the bangs to study with you and then pass it on to Izo’s men.”
Bangs is the nickname given to Yi Zhao Zhao Zhang Wei Tianqing.
“I see.”
Black Panther cautiously accepted the promotion.
Then, Bu Eun-sul offered the secret arts of Galmibong and Long Tianzhangon to Hyuk So-jin and Yu Yun-ryong.
“Teach it to the men of Samjo. so that no one will suspect the signs of an open cilantro.”
“I see.”
When Hyuk Sojin accepted the offer, Yu Yunlong hesitated and then asked.
“Swollen Tongue.”
“Speak.”
“How the hell do you get this ability?”
Yu Yunlong shook his head in disbelief.
“Even though you say it’s just a change in the number of seconds…… how the hell do you know the martial arts of each wave at a glance?”
“…….”
“If all the masters of Nangyagak had these abilities, all the best people in the world would have come from Nangyagak.”
“This is not my secret sauce. Though I can see more details thanks to his untrained eye.”
Bu Eun-sul said sheepishly.
“I was a goat.”
Yu Yunlong couldn’t understand those words. But he could faintly understand from the look in Bu Eunsul’s eyes.
That you didn’t get that ability because you were a goat.
It’s been done with bone-crushing hard work and a tenacity that could melt iron.
“At least he did something while he was cutting the meat.
When Yu Yunlong shook his head, Bu Eunsul spoke in a solemn voice.
“From now on, you must lead the four battalions and provoke the black gangs that are unhappy with the opening.”
He said solemnly to the men who were looking at him.
“Openness is a bulwark that was built on the backs of the grassroots. If they turn their backs on it, it will collapse inexorably.”
Once we exposed and embarrassed Open, we found forces that were hostile to Open.
They were the blackguards of the back alleys.
Open begging is closely associated with the lower classes.
They were secretly serving the interests of the black powers.
“Soon, openness will come to us on its own.”
Everyone in the room nodded vigorously at Bu Eun-sul’s words.
From here on out, it’s a battle to bring out the queen.
* * *
A month later, the back alley of the unboxing began to buzz.
Openness has kept the forces of darkness at bay wherever good merchants gather.
In particular, the involvement of the black room was more intense because the opening was a total blow to the opening.
This time, however, it’s like they’re trying to uproot it, and it’s like they’re trying to kill it.
-What are you doing?
The black factions operating within the opening fiercely resisted the opening’s attacks.
-What the hell did we do wrong?
-This room is for the blood-sucking parasites of the common people!
The open masters attacked the black forces without mercy.
In fact, wherever there are commercial centers, there will inevitably be dark forces.
The Black Sect has always been unhappy with the openness of the Black Sect’s meddling in the affairs of the backworld, but they dare not touch the Great Sect of the Murim.
You’ve always been moderately groveling, and now you’re trying to uproot it?
-You bastards!
Black fought fiercely, but he was unable to overcome the superior martial artists in the openings.
Eventually, the black factions active in the opening were forced to cease their activities and disperse.
But after a while, I heard a strange rumor inside the box.
That is, the merchants associated with the opening are public.
They make a living and pass on rumors and information they hear here and there to the open.
They’re reaping the benefits of being open and lining up.
-It was those assholes!
The disgruntled Black Panthers began to grit their teeth and rally.
He began to intimidate the envoys, porters, and hao mundo who provided information about the opening.
No matter how open you are, you can’t control what happens behind the scenes.
Eventually, as the intelligence forces that maintained the opening collapsed, the amount of information flowing into the Open General Assembly naturally began to plummet.
* * *
Open The underground chambers of the Legion.
There stood the chiefs of the Palo, the information officers of the Open, and Sea Wind, the Vice-Ark of the Open, with a stern face.
When the opening lord, Lu Feng, became weak and senile, the vice lord, Haifeng, took over most of the duties of the lord.
“Everything that’s happened so far has been the work of a squadron called the Fourth Battalion, which came out of Mazen.”
“Private?”
“Yes.”
Zheng Sam, the dishcloth of the small town, said in a solemn voice.
“They say it’s a recently created third-class squadron of mages.”
He said in a solemn voice.
“He bought an entire abandoned funeral home on the outskirts of Bujung and was living there as a base.”
“Hmm.”
“And they’ve stirred up the disgruntled black factions in this room to pick a fight.”
“I don’t understand.”
The sea breeze shook its head.
“Then who are the masters who attacked the black room?”
The masters who attacked the Black King’s forces at the time were all said to have used open martial arts.
That’s why the dark forces are running back and forth in the back alleys with vengeance, disrupting the open information network.
“We don’t know exactly what it is, but it’s probably not related to the war.”
Jung Sam took a deep breath and said.
“Maybe they’ve been training people in advance who can mimic the martial arts in this room.”
“That can’t be right.”
The sea breeze shook its head in disbelief.
“If that’s the case, then it means that the Mazen had planned for this to happen for a long time, and cultivated masters who specialized in the martial arts of this room…… That doesn’t make sense, does it?”
As he shook his head, the dog troupe master, Lee Simhwa, who was standing to one side, said.
“It’s possible.”
“What?”
“That, wasn’t there a master in the Wulin Clan…… who had the ability to imitate a martial artist he had seen once?”
“Hmm.”
Sea Breeze narrowed her eyes.
It has long been rumored that there is a mysterious master in the Wuling Clan who is not only well-versed in martial arts, but is also highly skilled at breaking through the martial arts.
And it turns out that the rumors were true, as the great masters actually learned martial arts from him.
However, his identity is unknown as he always wears a mask and does not disclose his status.
“Well, wouldn’t that also be the work of the Lord of the Four Lands?”
The sea breeze shook its head.
“How can you compare that mystic master to a third-ranked master of magic?”
He smirked, then continued.
“If I had that ability, I wouldn’t be a third-rate lender.”
After a moment of deep thought, Sea Wind spoke in a firm voice.
“Nothing to ponder. Yi Danzhu will lead the dog troupe to the palace grounds.”
A solemn, sharp light flared in the Sea Wind’s eyes.
“And wipe them out, not a single one left, so that they will never try such shenanigans in Mazen again.”
Yi Shenhua clasped his hands together deeply as the Ark of the Sea Wind’s command came down.
“I see.”