Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 107

Episode 107. Sharpshooter

Thus, preparation training for long-distance weapons began.

The students were spread out widely and practicing hitting targets with the tools they had chosen.

What Na Shin-soo said was not wrong.

Among the prestigious political factions, the evaluation of memorization, secret martial arts, or archery was very poor.

An expedient method that is emphasized only in factions that lack martial arts skills or martial arts skills.

There was also a perception that it was dismissed as a low-level technique comparable to an attack during a sparring match.

However, there was also a sect that openly promoted cancer techniques, namely the Sacheondangmun.

As is known, Sacheondangmun used poison as its main weapon.

Therefore, it could be said that a needle-shaped weapon or dagger that can be used as a means of moving poison is a perfect match for the Sacheondangmun.

Meanwhile, for the soldiers of the imperial palace, archery was almost a must.

Archery using long-distance weapons could be said to be a very effective attack tactic in a battlefield that was characterized by group fighting rather than fighting.

So, the trainees of these two organizations were showing off their outstanding skills.

In the case of the remaining clans and Sega, although they had their own unique dark techniques or secret techniques, their abilities were at an average level.

Moreover, the Shaolin and shaman Manhak Chao Yang-mun, Hebei Paengga, and Zhuge Sega did not have anything that could be called a German long-range weapon, so they had no choice but to struggle even more.

Except for those who took their time to practice.

Just right.

An arrow was struck in the head of a doll made of straw and wood, and it was vibrating.

Han Ibi was amazed when she saw that.

“That’s really great! “When did you learn archery?”

So Eun-li still spoke with a cold expression.

“I just learned it at the direction of my teacher when I was living in the Shaman faction. “You said there’s nothing like keeping your composure.”

‘I think you are already calm enough. ‘I was too calm to get rid of it…’

Han Ibi said, changing the topic.

“Hmm, but they don’t seem to be able to maintain their composure very much.”

Han Yi-bi spoke while looking at Yang Je, Yeom Kyeong-bin, and Pyo Seung-ja of the shaman faction who were practicing Buddhist martial arts from a distance.

They were just scratching their heads as they picked up the dagger that kept missing its target.

Ebi Han said.

“Did you ever see them when you were living in the independent faction?”

So Eun-ri shook her head.

“Master and I often stayed separate from the shaman faction. Moreover, their size is so large that it is difficult to know all of their students.”

“I see…”

That was then.

The voice of Heo Son-dam, who was walking with Dang Hyo-bi, the bridgehead of Sacheon Dang-mun, was heard.

“Zhongli Little Colony. “Is something wrong?”

Han Ibi answered in surprise.

“Oh no. “Nothing happened.”

At that time, Dang Hyo-bi asked.

“Where do you belong?”

“Me and Su Xiaoze are both members of the Qingcheng Sect.”

Tang Xiaofei then looked somewhat disdainful.

“The Cheongseong Sect… As far as I know, the Cheongseong Sect doesn’t have any memorization of German text. What do you plan on taking the test with?”

Ebi Han said.

“I plan to use the secret sword, and So Sojeo here has a personal history of learning archery.”

Tang Xiaofei spoke without even having time to lower the slightly curled corner of his mouth.

“Then, I will look forward to the performance of the two Cheongseong faction small cooperatives. I hope that nothing will tarnish Sacheon’s reputation.”

Yes.

The Sichuan Tang School, the Cheongseong School, and the Jeom Chang School could be said to have been rival schools in Sichuan Province for a long time.

Currently, the Cheongseong faction has shrunk considerably.

Han Ibi felt a little offended and answered loudly on purpose.

“yes! All right. I’ll try my best. Party leader.”

* * *

“Oh my. I really can’t eat this. Do you really have to do something like this to fight against the Demon Cult? “This helps, right?”

Gilson Rok, who returned to his dorm, grumbled.

Hyeon of Shaolin also helped.

“Shit. “I don’t think I’ll be able to live up to my name if I come here twice.”

Then Kwak Won-hoe smiled and said.

“If I were to obtain the position of Little Five Dragon in the Great Murim Alliance, I would have to endure something like this.”

Gilsonrock said.

“Brother Kwak doesn’t know how to shoot a bow, so that’s probably why he says it so conveniently. Besides, I don’t really belong to the Murim Alliance. By the way…”

Gilson Rok said while looking back at Han Ibi.

“…Looking at it, Brother Zhongli, why doesn’t he practice all day? “You said you chose the secret weapon, but I didn’t even see you holding the hilt of the sword.”

Ebi Han said.

“Do you have to throw it to taste good? “I’m doing my own mental concentration training, so don’t worry.”

Then Gilson Rok smiled and said.

“The Cheongseong Sect or our Chaoyangmun… this kind of thing is bad. I know everything too. “It’s because they’re afraid of being embarrassed.”

Han Ibi did not confirm or deny, but just smiled.

At that time, Kwak Won-hoe smiled again and said.

“Are you guys making a campaign like that just because you got some points in mechanical studies? “If you get excited like that, you’re likely to end up being chased by competitors.”

At that time, Hyeon raised her fist and said,

“Come to think of it. Shit. As someone from Shaolin Temple, I am the only one who suffers a lot of losses. If you’re a strong fighter, shouldn’t you fight with your bare fists? hey. Gil’s donation. If you’re a true martial artist, let’s try it with box fighting techniques. “With box fighting alcohol!”

Then Gilson Rok waved his hand and said.

“Ugh. Don’t say that. Monk Hyeon. If I get hit by that metal-like fist, I won’t even be able to recover my bones…” “

Really? Anyway, it’s good. “Let’s compete right now on the way out.”

“oh my. monk. What can you say… I feel like I need to go away because my stomach hurts a little, so I think it would be better to do some meditation if I have some free time.”

Just like that, Gilson Rok quickly flew out.

Han Ibi, who had been laughing heartily at the sight, suddenly took on a serious expression and thought.

There was a reason why he didn’t throw the rain.

The ‘Hwapi Joe’ characters, including Han Ibi, were being kept in check invisibly.

So, he decided there was no need to show his abilities in advance.

No matter how despised it is, it is said to be a skill of a Charyeok magician, but secret magic is still secret magic.

Han Ibi thought that she had above average skills.

Therefore, it would be a good idea to focus on making cards to fight the real fighters, the Four Heavenly Demons or the Imperial Army.

When Han Ibi said a little while ago that she was doing mental concentration training, she was half joking and half serious.

This is because Han Ibi’s goal now was to increase the hit rate.

In other words, Han Ibi was concentrating all her efforts on minimizing the shaking of the crosshairs with her secret magic activated in the status window.

Since it has progressed to level 5, the shaking has decreased, but it is still not enough to be called a sharpshooter.

Therefore, it was safe to say that life and death depended on practicing fixing the aiming line.

That was the training Han Ibi was doing now.

And the results of this training could be confirmed in the practical training starting tomorrow.

* * *

Dang Hyo-bi said to the students.

“I have something to tell you in advance.”

The eyes of the young people focused on Tang Hyo-bi.

“The first test involves hitting a fixed target. Prayer and memorization are targets outside the three chapters. And the bow will aim at a target that is ten miles away.”

At that time, Cho Tae-kyung of the Manhak Society raised his hand and asked.

“Isn’t it unfair that the standards are different depending on the tool?”

Then Tang Hyo-bi snorted and said.

“Fair? ha ha ha. Are you going to question King Yeomna after being killed by a demonic cult? It’s not fair? “I make the decision.”

At his firm answer, the crowd fell silent.

Tang Hyo-bi continued speaking.

“First, a total of twelve people will be selected through a test on fixed targets. Next, we will verify its capabilities against moving targets.”

While the sound of young people whispering was heard, Tang Xiaofei spoke.

“Those who didn’t pass the first test…”

he said, scanning the young men.

“…You will receive ranged weapons training half a day every day after dinner until the training ends.”

Then the dissatisfied voices of the students began to echo throughout the hall.

Dang Xiaofei said.

“good. “If it is not enough, we will increase it to one visit every day.”

Hyeongseoldang is filled with silence.

This time, Amifa’s Wang Qinglin asked.

“What happens to those who pass the second test?”

Then Tang Hyo-bi looked at her and said.

“You will receive training similar to actual combat.”

Wang Qinglin asked with wide eyes.

“Is it like actual combat training? what is that?”

Then Tang Hyo-bi answered with that usual disdainful smile.

“If you come up there, I will explain it to you then. If you can get through….”

* * *

The young people were gathered in the wide open space behind Hyeonseo-gak.

Because it was outdoors, Dang Hyo-bi raised her voice and shouted.

“ruler. The time for actual combat has finally arrived. Let me say this once again: you are free to choose your weapons. If you have any thoughts about changing it, now is your last chance. “Is there someone who can replace the weapons?”

When there was no answer, Tang Xiaofei spoke again.

“Is there anyone?”

The young men answered simultaneously.

“yes. doesn’t exist.”

“good. Due to time constraints, ten people will appear at a time to take the test. Classified according to the weapon each person chose.”

Then, with the help of Heo Son-dam and assistant facilitators, he randomly divided the youth.

Most people chose the secret bow, followed by a small number of people who chose the memorized bow.

Han Ibi belonged to the third group that used Bido.

* * *

Five memorizations, prayers, or arrows were given to each person.

In the previous two renovations, a total of four people qualified to pass.

Han Ibi thought as she watched the target.

‘This… the target area is brutal. It’s not some kind of North Korean People’s Army…’

That’s right.

What you see ahead.

It was not a target, but a human-sized doll.

Looking at the material, it looked like it was made of animal skin and filled with hard straw.

There were two areas painted red.

Just the head and heart.

If you guessed this correctly, you would get a perfect score of 5.

Three points if you hit the leg or abdomen.

The remaining parts are given 1 point.

And if it missed, of course it was zero points.

The cutoff point is 15 points.

I didn’t know what criteria the score was based on…

Anyway, the previous group’s Dangbaekmun received a perfect score of 25 points through memorization and received applause.

And that’s because it’s only stabbed into the heart…

You won’t find a better place to spread poison than the heart.

In addition, a girl named Namgung Woo-hee from the Namgung family also passed the exam with a fairly excellent score of 23.

Considering that the Namgung family was not well versed in cancer technology, it could be said to be a somewhat unexpected result.

Tang Hyo-bi also showed some interest.

And again, Han E-bi.

Now it was Han Ibi’s turn to throw a bido to pass.

He took a couple of deep breaths and stood outside the line drawn on the ground.

To his right was Guk Inrang of the Jeomchang faction, and to his left was Ban Banggeun of the Kunlun faction.

Ban Fang Geun spoke to Han Yi Fe with an arrogant expression.

“Let’s take a look at the Cheongseongpa’s skills today.”

Then, he suddenly swung his right arm around without even looking at the target.

Han Ibi looked at the target with quite a bit of surprise.

The part where it gets stuck with a ‘pop’ sound.

It was the doll’s head.

“Five points!”

A young disciple of Sacheondangmun who was helping with the training shouted loudly.

Then Ban Bang-geun giggled and said.

“Why hasn’t Zhongli Xiaoxiao started yet? You must have forgotten that there is a time limit, right?”

Then, he suddenly turned his body around and released another secret weapon.

(Continued in the next part)