Chapter 121 It’s Tastes Like Dirt

Chapter 121 It's Tastes Like Dirt

The accident was paralyzing for the Naksung checkpoint crew.
‘……!’
It was hard to believe that Chasarok, who was so talented at swordsmanship that he had earned the star sign of the Unsung Sword, was knocked out in the blink of an eye by a hard blow.
After a brief moment of silence, the streets began to rumble.
“De, did you hear? He’s a disciple of Brother Sanfa’s inner circle……?”
“Incredible. To defeat the Unsung Sword once and for all…….”
“Wow, I didn’t realize the power of a Sokka disciple could be that high. It’s almost like a Jinshan disciple.”
“Indeed…… is the old school, the old school. Names are never given in vain in this world.”
“Well, while I’m at it, I might as well pay up and learn a bit of Wing Chun.”
“Arthur, man, honestly, that’s a very rare occurrence.”
The members of the Naxung Sweep flushed red with shame as they stood before the gossip.
‘ Chiik ……!
Then one of them spoke up.
“Don’t lie to me, you fraudulent disciple of the Brotherhood, who are you trying to deceive?”
He was the younger brother of Chae Sa Rok, the Unsung Sword.
Gong Yue and others were at a loss for words.
We don’t know who he is!
Ironclaw nudged the rounded brim of the bamboo stalk and said.
“Let’s see.”
It’s a call to action.
“Damn!
Chasauk bit his lower lip tightly, and soon sent a coy glance toward the four alumni standing to his left and right.
Come on, let’s do it together!
All we have to do is prove that Ye Xiu’s brother is not the cause of the Brotherhood’s confusion!
Then you’ll have a legitimate complaint to make!
That’s more than just a crony!
I’m sure it’s someone else!
The four alumni, recognizing the meaning in his eyes, each drew a sword from the holster at his waist.
Of course, I already knew he was out of my league, but I wanted to save some distance for later.
Gongwol, meanwhile, was stumped.
The stranger’s help was much appreciated, but if things kept going like this, it was going to put him in an awkward position.
Any disciple of the inner circle would be expected to be able to utilize the martial arts of the master, for the swift hand that had just defeated Chasarok was unclear.
If the uninvited guest performs a martial art that is completely different from that of the Hyungsanpa, provide a description of the performance…….
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At the same time as the sound reached my ears, Gong Yue turned her back to me and stared at the traces of the line.
“Don’t worry……?
That’s when Chasauk and the rest of the Naksung Sweepers closed the gap with a quick flick of their legs.
Before he knew it, the iron stain had drawn his Red Sword.
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop-!
Loud metallic sounds, followed by piercing screams.
“Boom!”
“Yuck!”
“Boom!”
After a few of Chului Liuhui’s movements, the Naxing Sword Gate Sixth Ones paced the floor, each with a pained expression on their faces.
“Wow……!”
Gong Yue was genuinely impressed.
The same was true for the other two Setsanpa statements.
The series of sword techniques that Chu Liuhui had just executed was the Cold Cloud Sword Technique, the lowest of the many sword techniques within the Brotherhood’s sect.
“Hey, that guy…… must be the right guy for this inquiry!
While Gong Yue and others were muttering to themselves, Chasauk also noticed and his eyes changed.
“You’re telling me that…… is really a……!
With just one stroke of the sword herb, the acupuncture points on my body were shaken violently, causing a searing pain.
The other four didn’t fare much better.
It was a shock.
I can’t believe I lost like this to a basic swordsmanship that anyone with money can master, not the rising swordsmanship of a sect, but the cold swordsmanship…….
I didn’t even have to tap prose to learn it if I wanted to.
That’s because every bookstore in Anling has a copy of the Cold Sword Law.
The Cold Sword Method booklet, which translates to “sword that chases clouds,” was actually one of the many sources of income for the Brotherhood.
It’s a basic swordsmanship so well known that even an unarmed perpetrator has encountered it at least once in their life.
However, Chul Ryu Hyeon’s Cold Sword Herbivore was like an ascending culinary masterpiece that showed off his skill.
ironcuck-.
The Red Sword-sheathed Iron Liu Hsin fixed Jilip’s armor and spoke in an impassive voice.
“I can’t even unfold it slowly on purpose.”
The sound made Chasauk feel self-conscious.
It was an insult.
To her own eyes, the cold swordsman’s speed was almost reminiscent of that of a swordsman.
“…….”
He let out a groan-like sound and struggled to his feet.
“Let’s go……. Everyone…….”
Then the group picked themselves up off the ground, scooped up the stunned Chasarok on the other side of the road, and walked away.
When the fight was over, the people gathered in the street applauded briefly and then left one by one.
Soon, when the group had completely disappeared from sight, Chu Liuhun turned around and walked over to where Gong Yue and the others were standing.
“Are you……?”
Gong Yue opens her mouth in bewilderment.
“Spherical.”
With those words, Chulhuihon lifted the bamboo stalk slightly.
At the same time, ripples in the two eyes of the moon.
“What? Iron gate……!”
The other two door knockers were also very surprised.
“Let’s just say today’s work is my way of repaying you for coming to my old master’s funeral.”
Gong Yue was dumbfounded by Chu Liuhui’s words.
‘How he became a vegetable from that day on…….’
A voice that reads your mind and follows right after.
“Recently recovered.”
“That…… is right, thank goodness for that.”
Gong Yue noticed a change in their demeanor from the previous funeral, but she didn’t mind.
After all, Iron Liuhui’s division of the Martial Realm was the same as that of the Fourth Disciple of the Fourth Sect, so letting go of the horse wasn’t a big deal.
Besides, I didn’t want to argue about it when I had help.
“What brings you here, anyway?”
“Well, I thought I’d say hello to you as the new owner of this door.”
“Ah……, you’re the new White House gatekeeper, and by the way, let me start by formally thanking you.”
“Never mind.”
“Iron Gate Master, when did you learn the Cold Sword Technique? It’s a sword technique that can be easily obtained in bookstores, but honestly, I’ve never seen anything like this before…….”
“It doesn’t matter, you’ve proven that you’re a disciple of the Brotherhood, so that’s all that matters.”
” yes …… That , that’s it Right . Aha … … under …… In the meantime Martial arts You have made progress ” It seems like it .”
“You’ll have to keep my identity a secret from now on.”
“I see.”
“I thought you were being a little reserved earlier, didn’t you?”
Gong Yue patted the back of his head and replied.
“Actually, today is the day of the promotion examination, so I wanted to avoid a fight as much as possible, although Unsung Sword’s sword skills are above mine…….”
“You can’t lose to a guy like that.”
Chullehorn whistled with the words.
Next.
Again, again, again.
A new wind, waiting in the distance, strode up beside him with the sound of hooves.
Gong Yue and the others’ eyes widened at the sight.
Ugh! What the hell, is that…… even correct?
It was the overdeveloped muscles of the new style that immediately caught the eye.
Chulhuen asked in a nonchalant voice.
“Is everybody going to go to Hyungsanpa now?”
“Yes, Mr. Iron Gate. Let me show you around.”
The other two Mundos nodded, dreading the end of Gong Yue’s sentence.
“Okay. Gong Yue, do your job.”
“We have groceries to finish up.”
Immediately after.
Flick.
The iron streak, butt in the saddle, jerked up.
“Get in. Tell me if you feel like you’re going to throw up on the way.”
Gong Yue, who knew nothing, shook her head.
“What? Sat……?”
* * *
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-!
As Shinpung raced down a steep forest trail, he reached the halfway point of Hyungsan Mountain.
“Ugh……, Iron Gate! That’s enough……, stop…….”
Gong Yue, who was riding on the back of the iron flow trail, spoke up with difficulty.
Within.
pang-
When Chu Liuhui pulled the reins to halt Xin Feng, Gong Yue went to the side, bent down, and shoveled the food out of his mouth.
“woof…… woof…….”
After a moment, Gong Yue wiped the corner of her mouth, finally calming down.
‘No…… what you’re saying is so fast, my eyelids almost flipped over and my eyeballs fell out!’
Ironclaw soon rummaged through the large bottega behind his saddle and pulled out something.
It was a root of wild ginseng that had grown quite large.
“Take a break there. I haven’t eaten yet, so this will fill me up.”
Then he took a bite of the courtesy ginseng.
MisreadMisread.
Gong Yue sat down on a rock and stared at the figure.
‘I wonder. How did someone who’s been in a vegetative state for so long become so powerful in such a short time?
There were so many questions I wanted to ask.
The change in personality and demeanor, as well as the stagnation of that monstrous horse…….
But it’s not polite to pry into the mind of an elderly guest out of personal curiosity, so I had to swallow hard.
Meanwhile.
The Iron Stream Sword suddenly recalled a scene from its owner’s memories.
Last spring, Gong Yue visited the Bai Bai Sword Gate with a group of elderly members of the Xiangshan Sect for the funeral of the Bai Bai Sword Lord ……, and before leaving, he patted Chu Liuhui on the shoulder and spoke warmly to him.
-Please don’t turn away from your grief now…… just let your heart feel what it feels. Let your body and mind go, and I believe that in time, the traces of pain will turn into the foundation for growth. You will become the new gatekeeper of the White Gate and walk the path of revival.
‘Hmm, he was a good-hearted fellow, worthy of his…… great reputation. He can truly feel the hurt of others.”
Chul Ryuhun rummaged through the botanical bin again and grabbed a root of wild ginseng that looked exactly like mine.
“Take it.”
He flicked the mountain ginseng at Gong Yue, who caught it with both hands in a huff.
“What, you’re just giving me this precious wild ginseng…….”
“What is ginseng.”
Gong Yue looked at the wild ginseng in her hand, and her eyes lit up as she listened to Chu Liuhui’s stern reply.
‘Wait, now I see…….’
The roots and stems are a different color than the more common wild ginseng.
White as snow.
They didn’t peel it, they just realized it was that color.
“It’s not sansam, but it’s you.”
Gong Yue hears Chulyu Hsin’s mutterings and asks cautiously.
“Lord Iron Gate, is…… a mountain ginseng elixir?”
“A hundred years.”
“……!”
Gong Yue was immediately speechless.
White ginseng.
It’s such a rare elixir that only three or four masters have ever taken it in the entire history of the Sect.
“You mean this is real white ginseng!”
Then Chu Liuhui chewed on the Hundred Year Ginseng in his hand and said, “I’m sorry.
“If you don’t believe it, try it.”
“……!”
“You’ll probably get at least twenty years’ worth of credit. Maybe it’ll help you get promoted.”
Ilsoon Gongwol was stunned.
If this is truly a white knight, it’s not just something that will help you get promoted, it’s something that will take you to the level of a mentor in the future…….
“Well, it doesn’t work for me, so it’s not an elixir or anything.”
“Well, what’s that……?”
“I told you, I’m just filling up.”
As Gong Yue looked on in disbelief, a blunt voice slipped from between Chu Liuhui’s lips.
“It tastes like shit, whatever.”
The Book of the Divine Sword – Chapter 122 (122 of 552)