Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 105

Hyeonmu Daewon, who took on the role of referee, raised his voice and introduced the competitor.

“Seonhye Dojang, a disciple of Ewha Womans University of Shamanism!”

I sighed and scratched the back of my head.

I felt anxious from the moment I got up on the non-stage and faced the other person.

A young female shaman.

A small body that is not typical of a warrior.

Plus, it even has an appearance that reminds me of the disfigurement machine that I obtained at the request of Hao Mun.

All conditions matched.

‘That’s a pain in the ass.’

A conversation I had with Damun in the past came to mind.

[What happened to the lover who broke up?]

[Belatedly, I became concerned and found out that he fell in love with a Taoist monk passing by on the street and became a disciple of the Shaman sect.] It turns out that

the opponent he encountered in the first match of the finals was Suha’s former lover. .

What kind of trick of fate is this?

It didn’t bother me that the referee blatantly gave a long explanation about Seonhye’s dojo or that the audience cheered her one-sidedly.

‘What should I do?’

Since the opponent was the opponent, I couldn’t help but worry.

Originally, he tried to stamp out and suppress whoever he met with overwhelming force.

To leave a strong impression on the watching public.

‘Should I save some face?’

A thought momentarily crossed my mind that I would be suitable for a sum of 50 to 50 sum.

‘No, that won’t work.’

If there was an equal match in the first match and an overwhelming performance in the second match, the people watching could not help but feel a sense of discomfort.

Above all, the person involved, Seonhye Dojang, could have had her pride hurt.

‘Should we conduct a moderate search and then suddenly target a blind spot in the field of vision?’

All kinds of thoughts came to my mind.

What should you do to win while naturally saving your opponent’s face?

‘Tsk. ‘Since when did I start caring about useless things like this?’

The worries did not last long.

I don’t know when I started to have such soft-hearted thoughts about how I should be considerate of Suha’s lover.

Was it influenced by him knowingly or unknowingly as he hung out with Baekdo Moorim’s later exponents?

‘We’re going according to the original plan.’

By showing the overwhelming gap, the name Yeonsun is imprinted in the minds of the public.

I decided not to think about anything else other than that.

“start!”

As the referee lowered his hand and shouted, he kicked the ground and invaded the opponent’s gap.

Dojang Seonhye calmly retreated and opened the Taesan Tack.

I struck back by raising my sword, which had been filled with energy, diagonally.

Whoops!

The moment sword and sword collided, an enormous collision sound hit the eardrums.

Seonhye Dojang, who was defeated in the power battle, stumbled over Shinhyeong and looked embarrassed.

‘Let’s end the match quickly. ‘You can think about how to improve the relationship between Damun and Seonhye’s dojo later.’

* * *

The match went one-sided.

I did not let go of the initiative and continued to push Seonhye Dojang.

After the first collision, she avoided force confrontations and demonstrated movements that focused on evasion and counterattack.

The characteristic of a shaman’s martial arts is Yu (流).

As it is a swordsmanship specialized for blocking the opponent’s attacks and counterattacking, it has many useful aspects when fighting a higher-level opponent.

However, how big should the gap be?

There was a high wall between me and her that couldn’t be overcome by compatibility or wit.

There was no need to start an upward movement.

Just linking Chosik in the first half was enough to push the opponent into a corner.

There was a hint of nervousness in Seonhye Dojang’s eyes.

There was no longer any place for her to retreat to.

As we continued to rush in, we reached the end of the non-stage.

There were three main rules of bimu.

No murder.

If one side declares surrender or becomes unable to fight, they are defeated.

If you are pushed out of the arena, you lose.

Seonhye Dojang gritted her teeth and performed a first look at the Taecheong Sword Technique.

A swordsman with sharpness amidst softness.

As if I had been waiting, I opened my Wolyeonggeom’s Chosik and countered.

The fifth herbivorous half moon.

The sword soared in a semicircle, deflected Seonhye Dojang’s sword, and fell down as soon as it reached its peak.

Seonhye Dojang, who sensed that it was inevitable, closed her eyes tightly.

I changed the trajectory of my sword to avoid the opponent and then tapped her shoulder with my left hand.

Seonhye fell down unarmed with a scream and hit her butt on the ground.

“victor! Yeonsun!”

The referee declared the end of the match.

Seonhye Dojang bit her lip with an angry expression.

The audience was quiet.

There was no shouting or applause.

‘It was probably a boring fight from the perspective of watching.’

There was no fierce clash of swords, and there was no great twist.

From the process of the fight to the result.

I thought it would fall far short of what the audience expected.

‘Still, the goal was achieved.’

I turned around and walked away without any regrets.

Then, a thought suddenly occurred to me, so I glanced back.

-If you want to meet Damun or Samaun Sohyeop, please come to Cheonho Gaekjan near Dongjeongho Lake two days later during Sulsi (戌時).

“…!”

Seonhye Dojang’s eyes became bulging.

It was as if he was asking how you knew that name.

I left the competition venue quickly without answering her questions.

Participants who advance to the finals of the non-mulling competition are assigned special seats so that they can watch other people’s matches.

However, instead of going to the audience, I left the stadium and headed to my accommodation.

We commissioned Hao Wen to investigate the personal details of late-stage indexes who were reasonably skilled.

I didn’t feel the need to watch other people compete.

‘I don’t know if it was a good thing.’

By now, Damwoon would have been concentrating on his research by looking at the map of the method at his dorm as usual.

First, I planned to visit him and tell him the story about Seonhye Dojo.

‘I think the decision was made too spontaneously without asking the opinions of the parties involved.’

There was an awareness that I had interfered more than necessary in other people’s affairs.

But it was something that had to be addressed at some point.

Unable to overcome his guilt and suffering, Damun wandered around the entertainment district of Hangzhou for several years.

If it weren’t for me, he would have been stuck in the past until he died.

Considering Damwoon’s personality of not being courageous when it’s really important, I felt like I had to do this.

If he didn’t set the stage like this, he would never be able to face his past.

‘by the way.’

A thought suddenly occurred to me and I glanced in the direction of the stadium.

Will Changin Dojo safely pass the first round of the finals?

* * *

The total number of reviewers who passed the preliminaries and competed in the finals was 128.

Although the number of people was filtered, it was still a fairly large number.

The number of primary matches held alone was 64.

Of course, it was impossible to complete all those matches in one day.

A match played over three days.

It could be said that the earlier a participant competes, the more advantageous it is to have more time to prepare for the next match.

Changin Dojang was lucky enough to hold the last match of the first day.

The opponent is a collateral blood relative of the Hebei Peng family.

Although it was a subsidiary, his skills were clear.

The state that appears on the outside is the beginning of the climax.

However, his movements and tactics were extremely difficult, perhaps because he had gained considerable practical experience.

Even though it had already reached its peak several years ago, it could not help but struggle.

“Phew…”

Changin Dojang let out a rough breath and shook the blood off his sword.

It was a shame because the turning blow worked, and he almost lost the first match.

“Keuheuk!”

The other person was kneeling on the ground and shedding tears of sorrow.

Blood was flowing out from the deep cut on my shoulder.

‘It can’t go on like this.’

Changin Dojang bit his lips tightly.

He watched Yeon Yeon-un compete from a special seat given to participants who advanced to the finals of the competition.

The opponent, a female swordsman from the Shaman faction, was not a very talented person, but even taking that into account, Yeonsun’s inaction was by no means ordinary.

‘I mean, I didn’t pass the preliminaries just for show.’

I felt a sense of crisis.

I thought that depending on Daejinwoon, I might lose the bet.

Since the price of the bet is the price, such a situation should never have occurred.

“I can’t lose to a guy with mediocre background.”

He narrowed his eyes and muttered.

It seemed like something needed to be done.

* * *

Late evening.

My group and I sat together in the restaurant on the first floor of the guest house and ate as usual.

“…….”

I glanced at the seat next to me and clicked my tongue.

After hearing what happened during the day, Damun only nibbled on his chopsticks and did not put any food into his mouth.

It must have been embarrassing for him.

Even though Amman did not commit it himself, how could he ignore his parents’ sins?

On the other hand, Cheonwoo Dojang ate in an uncharacteristically calm manner.

For reference, he has not yet played his first match in the finals.

Because the order was delayed, it looked like the game would only be played around tomorrow evening.

I didn’t think he would fail, as his skills were his skills.

If they went on smoothly like this, they would face me in the semifinals.

Seo Ho-seon, who was quietly drinking, turned to me and asked.

“But why did you order me to watch the martial arts competition? “Seeing as he instructed me to watch from beginning to end, it doesn’t seem like he was trying to brag about his inaction.”

“Isn’t it a fun attraction? Since I participated in the Yongbong branch, I have to see the representative event.”

“Is that really the reason?”

“Why weren’t you having fun?”

“It was fun, but…”

“Take a good look at the faces of those who participated in the competition and the martial arts characteristics and habits they display.”

“Is there any reason to do that?”

“there is.”

I nodded with a faint smile on my face.

He then tipped his drink and sent a message to Seo Ho-seon.

-Samurai Seo will have to assassinate some of them in the near future.

“…!”

Seo Ho-seon put down his drink and cleared his throat as if the case had stopped by.

Unlike Cheonwoo Dojang, he did not cause a disaster by spitting out the alcohol in his mouth.

After barely catching his breath, he looked at me with devastated eyes and asked.

-Are you telling me to assassinate them?

-yes.

-How can I assassinate them? They have a background!

-It will be possible. I will support you to make it possible.

I responded casually and pushed the food in my mouth down my throat.

Cheon Ga-ryeong looked at me and Seo Ho-seon in turn with a puzzled expression.

-So don’t worry about that part.

-How can you not worry!