Chapter 194 This and That

The finish line.
As is typical of Satong Odal, a city connected by land and waterways, this street lined with various shops was currently bustling with people.
It was so crowded that there was not a single place in the city that was not crowded with customers, including butchers, fishmongers, pharmacies, bookstores, carpenters, bottle makers, and general stores.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, attention, attention, here’s a bunch of weapons straight from Gurappa (Europe)! Genuine, licensed by the government! Limited quantities, special price today only!”
“Specialties direct from Zhejiang! Marinated shark meat! Discounted prices! Go get it! It tastes like honey! Don’t waste your time!”
“There you go, pretty lady, you must see this! It’s a precious silk from the Fars country (Persia)! Ho-ho-ho, what do you think? Isn’t it beautifully colored?”
“Herbs and berries guaranteed by a non-doctrinaire! Buy two bundles, get two bucks off! Excuse me, sir? Oh, yes, yes, yes, that’s right, a non-partisan guarantee! Amyo, amyo, we’ve been trading for decades!”
“Hey, hey, hey, there’s a man with his head down, grab this, it’s a great help for the night’s work! Everyone who buys one says it’s as strong as day and night!”
The crowded streets were filled with hawkers shouting for business.
The finish line was nothing new to me, as it’s always been a heavily traveled area.
But today was unusually crowded and noisy.
The reason is simple.
It was because of the Baekbak Sword Gate’s Chuluryuhyeon and Sealing Gate’s Sotianak’s rain dance scheduled for tomorrow.
As a result, there are more Shinto martial artists on the streets and in shops than ever before.
Third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate, as if to prove a point.
In the meantime, at one of the tables, a group of people sat around, arguing and drinking.
Instead of a tasty meal, you’re anxiously anticipating tomorrow’s showdown.
“Huh, what, you’re predicting a victory for Cheolleucid?”
“Yeah. I feel something.”
“I’m thinking the same thing: I wonder what the fuss is about.”
“What are you guys talking about, do you believe all that?”
“Well, I don’t believe all of it, but you know how it is, the name doesn’t fly in vain in the big leagues.”
“Yeah, it’s not just talk.”
“There are many false names. Don’t believe it until you see it with your own eyes.”
“Me too, me too. The opponent is a sword master named Xiao Tianyak, who is also known as the Arthropod Sword Master, and while I admire Chu Liuhui’s courage in challenging him, I can’t help but wonder if he’ll be able to find a way to…….”
“Why, that power doesn’t live high, it’s already crushed Doyun?”
“You think the name Nampo Sword Master is funny? Doyun’s name is also Honamu Five Days.”
“Guys, I’m not saying it’s funny, I’m just saying that Xiao Tianyi beat you, Doyun, so simple comparisons are meaningless.”
“Uh-huh. A simple comparison. The iron flow trail won faster. Compared to the previous one.”
“Huh, that’s a simple comparison, man. You’re judging a game of chess by time alone?”
“I mean, he didn’t even know how to cut grass back then.”
“Well, by that logic, the same could be said for ironclad.”
“It’s the same old story. No one has seen it. No one knows except those who were defeated, as the saying goes. How the Iron Curtain fought.”
“That, that’s…….”
“It’s just a lot of hype and rumors.”
“Oh, I don’t care, I won anyway.”
“Poof, miracle logic.”
“Whoa, what’s the big deal, some Saffa bastard is going to……!”
“What the hell. You want to come to a bar and pick a fight, partisan?”
“Cheeky, you’re just a punchline.”
“Yes, you finger.”
“Crazy……!”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm down, guys. What’s going on? We all know each other. You were just saying we should get along.”
“Right, don’t argue. Anyway, it’s said that Chu Liuhui provoked Doyun at that time and claimed to be the Hunan Supreme God, as if he was certain of victory. To say the least, the result was…….”
“But he hasn’t yet competed against the top of the ranks.”
“Hmmm, Xiao Tian Yak isn’t the top of the northern sextant either.”
“Eh, let’s call it a tie. It’s tomorrow anyway. Let’s just have a drink.”
Just then, a stranger looked up from the floor.
“Well, that room has been empty since the beginning. I wonder who booked it?”
Then the man next to him spoke up.
“Someone with money here, I don’t know how many, but if not that, then…….”
“Or?”
“Or the titans of politics.”
“Are you from Honam or Hubei? From what I hear, most people come here.”
Ho-hum.
Drops
The curtains in the doorway parted to reveal a man in his fifties, dressed in a gray suit.
At the same time, all eyes in the room were focused in that direction.
Clothes colorfully embroidered with the symbol of the gon, a large fish of legend, a giant sword with a thread hanging from his back, and a killer look that evokes Meng Hao.
My stomach started to churn.
Everyone realized who the man was.
Yes.
Just look at the clothes.
Because there’s only one other martial artist like me who wears a gray robe embroidered with kon.
He was the third lord of the three factions in the Hubei region, the Great Sword Gate, and a member of the Six Polarities.
The martial artists in the hall looked intimidated.
This was due to the rise of the opposing faction, the Saffa tycoons.
Meanwhile, Yuk Geumgang didn’t even turn around and walked straight out, taking the stairs to this floor.
Chuck, chuck, chuck……
The sight of the Yukgeum River ascending upward with an enormous sword strapped to its back was breathtaking to behold.
As he faded into the distance, a few words leaked out.
“Hooah…….”
“I’m going to take a breather now.”
“That’s quite a presence.”
“I’m suddenly curious. Having recently defeated him, is the Wizard Arm of Omuze even more formidable?”
“Shh, shh, I hear you.”
“I hear it was pretty intense, but what’s the difference? They all look the same to us.”
“That’s right, they play in different waters.”
A little while later, another titan emerged.
Drops
Dressed in a white robe embroidered with the symbols of Seung Niang and Yi, and wearing a single sackcloth, he was the gatekeeper of the Sapa Shirangdou Gate.
A churning gut again.
When the Yukgeumgang, the Hubei Sextant, appeared, followed by the Jinjo Festival, the Hunan Five Day Festival, the martial artists from the Zheng faction felt like they were sitting on a thorny cushion.
Perhaps it’s where they’ve arranged to meet.
As if to prove his point, Jinjo made his way toward the front stairs.
Immediately after.
Chill, chill, chill……
One after another, the curtain was lifted, and two dozen sturdy dojos entered the room.
The Xiadan, one of the elite forces of the Xilangdao Clan, was an organization directly under the state.
They were known for their ferocious swordsmanship, like the molars of a tiger.
The ranks of the martial artists within the Xilang Gate were distinguished by their clothing, and members of the Xiadan, the highest ranking group, were known for their dark brown robes.
The people in the market don’t know that either, so they immediately recognize the group for what it is.
“This is Ciadan.”
“Oh…… is majestic.”
“Your clothes make you look like a bunch of jokers. Now I realize that the Jinjo Enemy rented this entire floor.”
“Looks like there’s quite a crowd from Xilangdao Gate. Someone told me earlier that Zongping is also here.”
“Oh, and the rampage.”
“Yes. An enemy disciple of the Xilang Dowager Lord.”
“An up-and-comer who’s often compared to Seolpan Bridge?”
“Ugh, stop…….”
“Why?”
“If Zong Ping and Chul Liu Heng were to fight, would the truth of the rumors be confirmed? Would they be strong enough to send that sect of the sect to the ground with a single blow or not…….”
“Foot, what are you talking about, tomorrow is a rainy day. I wouldn’t do that.”
“What do you mean, you’re not an Iron Curtain, you don’t know people.”
“…….”
Meanwhile, the Qin Clan has arrived on this floor.
“Welcome. Qin Zhao Wenzhou.”
Leaning a large dao against the side of the table, Yukgeumgang raised one hand in greeting.
Qin Zhaoge nodded slightly and sat down across from him.
“It’s been a long time, Yun Wenzhou.”
Ciadan politely nodded in agreement and took a seat at a nearby table.
Soon, the owner of the restaurant came and took the order, and when he disappeared, Qin Zhaozhuang took a sip of his tea and asked, “What are you doing?
“Are you here alone?”
“I only brought a few people with me . Hanging down Sweet Let’s go Because I’m annoyed … True Your Majesty fairly many along “You’re here .”
“Hoot. We might as well show off our strength at a time like this. Counting the other guests and those waiting outside, we’ll have about seventy people.”
Then a smiling Yuk Geumgang answered.
“I understand. There are some unsavory members of that party here, too.”
Yes.
Bringing in this many people was a bit of a chi battle.
“I heard the news the other day. Wuji Wenzhou and Bimu…….”
“Um, shame on you.”
“I’m not ashamed of you. You are the greatest of the five martial arts masters. Besides, it was not a close contest.”
Then, after drinking the tea, Yukgeumgang shook his head.
“That fierceness…… was what Weezy Munju intended.”
“……!”
“He didn’t cut any corners. Just as the Arthropod Swordzone once did against the Nampo Swordzak…….”
“Huh, that’s surprising. Then it must be that the power of the Wei Ji masters has improved.”
“Somehow, you’ve reduced the high power of the I Ching.”
Smiling bitterly, Yuk Geumgang nudged Chapter.
“Beimu, what do you think of tomorrow’s meeting with Qin Zhao?”
“There are a lot of rumors about the Iron Currents that I don’t believe at first…….”
The tongue-tied Jinzo’s eyes soon lit up.
“I have a desire to test the power of …… this body for myself, and I’m offended by your arrogance in speaking of the Hunan First Martial God.”
Gently pull up on the mouth.
It’s a chilling, murderous laugh.
Yuk Geumgang smiled at each other.
“Me too.”
“Like-minded sucks. If you ever get a chance to do so, …… would be gracious. I’m sure you’d rather be in order first.”
“Hoo-hoo. Of course, but I don’t think we have a chance. I know from my own early experience of the mighty power of the Arthropod Swordzone…… that he is a man who will surely one day claim the supreme seat of the Sixth Polarity.”
“Deeply anticipated crap. Tomorrow’s Bimuga.”
Then suddenly.
Wazzy String!
With a loud crash, the wall of the guest room shattered, and a figure flew swiftly down to this floor.
“Billion!”
“What!”
Chapters freaked out.
Fluffy-!
He landed hard on the floor, right next to the table where Qin Zhaoge and Yuk Geumkang sat.
The color drained from Ciadan’s face.
‘No……!
The identity of In-young, lying like a rag, was one of the Mundos waiting outside.
“Go!”
Qin Wushuang let out an angry cry and headed out of the room, and Yuk Jin Gang quickly followed suit.
Jilsera Ciadan scrambled up the railing of the second floor and leapt for the doorway.
Squeal.
A huge crowd on the boulevard.
Stepping outside, Qin Zhaoge’s vision was met with a shocking sight.
“This……!”
The young man of the agreement stood tall in the center of the room, where a dozen others were lying dead.
And in his other hand, his disciple Zong Ping is clutching his throat, limp and helpless.
Yukgeumgang and Ciadan, who followed, also flinched at the sight.
The group exclaimed when they saw the stranger’s uniform.
“White House Checkpoint……!
With a nonchalant glint in his eye, Chuliu Hyeon tossed the zongpyeong into the distance and said.
“I’ve got my hands full. This one, that one, he pulled a knife first.”