Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 225

Episode 225. Let’s end this awkwardly.

Then Kwak Won-hoe said in surprise.

“That’s… difficult.”

“What’s there to be in trouble about?”

“Ah… that’s…”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul laughed excitedly and shouted to a soldier next to him.

“Please lend me the window for a moment!”

The soldier who heard this made a hasty move to approach.

Then Hwang Muhyul shouted.

“Just throw it!”

The soldier hesitated and then threw the spear.

Then Hwang Mu-hyul jumped into the air, swung his body around, and grabbed the spear in a stylish manner.

Soon, Hwang Mu-hyul landed on the floor.

He smiled and said to Han Ibi.

“What kind of weapon do you use?”

Han Ibi opened her eyes and said.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“why? “Are you scared?”

“Of course I’m scared.”

‘I was just wondering if you might get hurt.’

“Ahahaha. How could a man who was supposed to be the emperor’s instructor not be so bold? ruler! “Come on, tell me what weapon you’re using.”

Ebi Han said.

“Can’t I just use a wooden sword? You might get hurt, right? “I use it a lot when practicing bimu.”

“joy. What’s the fun if you don’t do it with a real sword? hey! “Throw me a sword here.”

As soon as the words were finished, a training sword flew towards me as if it had been waiting for me.

At that moment, Hwang Mu-hyul did a somersault and kicked the hilt of his sword with his leg, sending it flying towards Han Ibi.

chin.

Han Ibi suddenly catches the sword.

Moreover…

the surrounding atmosphere is unusual.

The soldiers, who had smelled a fight, were slowly approaching.

Fighting… especially the fight between the superiors, could be said to be a great spectacle.

Han Yi-bi, seeing that, clicked her tongue and said.

“Can’t we just be quiet among ourselves? There’s no need to make a fuss like this…”

Then Hwang Mu-hyul laughed and said.

“Don’t worry. “Being defeated by this Hwang Muhyul will never be a fault.”

In the end, Han Ibi raised both hands and feet.

“Yes… go ahead.”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul suddenly raised his spear high and shouted.

“Great spear technique!”

Han Ibi said with a sour expression.

“You’re kind enough to tell me the name of the technology.”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul said as if he remembered something.

“Oh, by the way… where are you from?”

Ebi Han said.

“I belong to the Qingcheng faction.”

Hwang Muhyul said while tilting his head.

“Cheongseong Sect… Hmm… How could the instructor of the imperial palace be from the Cheongseong Sect…”

That’s right.

Although things are improving little by little, the reputation of the Qingcheng faction still has a long way to go.

Ebi Han said.

“Are you going to start today?”

Then Hwang Mu-hyul laughed again and said.

“You know how to be quite cheeky. I’ll look at it because it’s cute. “If it’s useful, even if you lose, I’ll talk to you well so you can pass.”

“I really appreciate that.”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul suddenly raised his spear high and shouted again.

“Daeseon Changsul!”

Next to me, I could hear the noise of soldiers excited to watch the fight.

“Wow! “This is Instructor Hwang’s great spear technique.”

“I never thought I would be able to see Daeseon Changsul clashing with Jingeom.”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul raised his spear diagonally.

Han Ibi looked at it with a sour expression.

Hwang Mu-hyul suddenly started slashing his spear.

Sharp movements.

Originally, Daeseon Changsul was a spearing method created by Beongyeong (樊京), an expert in the imperial palace in the past, and unlike ordinary military martial arts, it boasted spectacular movements.

Although it was powerful, it was difficult to learn, so few soldiers chose it…

Such a great spear technique permeated the space and instantly dug into Han Ibi’s thighs.

Han Ibi’s eyes opened brightly.

‘Hoo. It’s more useful than you think. ‘You weren’t the type of guy to talk loudly.’

As he stepped on the eight trigram steps and sixty-four trigrams, he let his spear slip away.

All as intended.

However, it had the effect of making onlookers feel as if they had narrowly avoided the window.

Hwang Moo-hyul laughed and swung the spear wide, and in an instant, it stabbed Han Ibi’s foot again.

Hwang Moo-hyul also seemed to be cautious, fearing that he might get hurt.

Han Ibi stretched out her arms and jumped to avoid the window.

Then, in an instant, the spear shot out as if an arrow had been fired.

‘That’s interesting.’

Han Ibi defended herself by slamming her sword down at her feet.

Jang.

There was a loud noise and sparks flashed.

Hwang Muhyul said with his eyes shining.

“oh. Quite a bit. But what about this?”

As soon as Han Ibi landed, he immediately turned the spear back and fired straight at it.

A stance as if throwing a javelin.

But being able to grab the spear at the last moment and keep it from getting out of hand was the crucial difference.

At that time, Han Yi-bi stepped on the sixty-four trigrams of Sochukbo (小畜步) and deflected the long spear that pierced her waist.

Hwang Mu-hyul rises into the air with an instantaneous connection motion.

“Great rain!”

Then the soldiers’ cries of amazement were heard everywhere.

“wow!”

“This is truly amazing!”

That’s right….

It was because the spears were pouring down in the air as if it was pouring down rain, befitting the name Hwang Mu-hyul shouted.

Truly an incredibly fast singing technique!

In that heavy rain, Han Ibi was about to be reduced to a pitiful victim.

It was then.

Jang!

A metallic sound rang out in people’s ears.

The soldiers were surprised at the same time.

Surprisingly, the tip of Han Ibi’s sword was exactly facing the tip of the spear.

However, the situation of the two people was completely different…

Although the sword was solid, the body of the sword was quite flexible, so Hwang Moo-hyul’s body floating in the air was rippling like a wave.

Hwang Mu-hyul fell to the floor, feeling momentarily nauseated.

Ebi Han said.

“No matter how many there seem to be, in the end there is only one tip of the spear.”

As things turned out like this, Hwang Mu-hyul’s expression became more serious.

The lips that had been fluttering hard were also tightly shut.

Ebi Han said.

“Do you want to stop now?”

Then Hwang Muhyul snorted and said.

“joy! How dare you provoke this instructor Hwang?”

“no. “I was asking sincerely.”

An enraged Hwang Mu-hyul entered, spinning his spear at incredible speed like a gale.

“Sir vortex!”

Han Ibi bent back and stepped back, avoiding the tip of the spear.

Now, Hwang Moo-hyul’s spear became a small whirlpool and sharply penetrated Han Ibi’s space.

Clink.

At that time, Han Ibi dropped her sword and said.

“Oh my. “You were so mesmerized by the amazing spearmanship that you dropped your sword.”

Although Hwang Moo-hyul thought it was strange, he did not stop and swung his spear.

At that time, Han Ibi, who was in an imminent situation, spoke in a whisper.

“If there is a typhoon, there is also an eye of the typhoon.”

It was then.

Han I-bi uses the Mangyangbo technique and quickly jumps out the Sambo and stretches out her hand.

He used Nampa Cheontu’s Geumnasu and stretched out his fingers like hooks…

“Oh my!” What is that!”

“huh? “How did this happen?”

Yes.

It was like seeing magic…

In an instant, Hwang Muhyul’s spear was in Han Ibi’s hand.

At that time, Han Ibi shouted as if she were startled.

“Oh my! Why is this spear in my hand? This is a good thing. “You must quickly return to your master.”

For a moment, Han Ibi’s body seemed to shake slightly… and

suddenly the long spear whizzed and returned to Hwang Mu-hyul’s hand.

The speed was so fast that the soldiers on the left were dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening.

“what? What?”

“Did Instructor Hwang watch it?”

At that time, Hwang Mu-hyul’s face was extremely red.

Ebi Han said.

“Thank you for putting the matter in your hands. “I have lost my weapons, so I am no longer qualified to serve as a military officer.”

It seemed like he was talking about himself losing his sword…

but he was actually referring to Hwang Mu-hyul, who lost his spear.

Han Ibi’s intentions were clear.

– Let’s end this awkwardly.

Then, Hwang Mu-hyul snorted, ‘Hmph’ and turned around.

“joy. “I can’t play any more because it’s not fun.”

Han Ibi smiled and spoke behind his back.

“Thank you for your valuable time.”

Kwak Won-hoe approached Han Ibi and muttered.

“So… you should have listened when I said I was in trouble. “If you touch the King of Destruction wrongly, he will get tired.”

Then, some soldiers heard the word ‘King of Destruction’ and started whispering.

“Yes? King of Destruction I think I’ve heard this before somewhere.”

“okay. that’s right. “The King of Destruction from the Blue Star Sect.”

“aha. Then, the blue dragon of the Murim League’s Small Five Dragons…?”

Soldiers are ultimately fighters too.

They always kept their ears open to rumors about Kangho.

Soon, a huge commotion broke out among the soldiers.

Han Ibi, who was in trouble, said while holding her face.

“Brother… did you do this on purpose?”

Soldiers who were training were flocking in droves as if they had seen celebrities.

Kwak Wonhoe said with a grin.

“that’s right. After all, this guy must be able to endure the stomachache.”

* * *

Han Ibi’s popularity among the soldiers soared.

In return for his popularity, Han Ibi taught him the spear technique of Gyeongpae Sohaegeom.

‘If this is the case, the copyright holder can be seen as me, so there won’t be a problem with the Cheongseong faction.’

A very simple yet powerful spear technique!

A practical martial art that quickly kills the opponent.

Soon, the soldiers of the imperial army were able to demonstrate excellent martial arts.

The myth of the Little Five Dragon, Blue Dragon, has been expanded by one more line.

On the other hand… Han Yi-bi had one more role…

that of serving as the emperor’s unofficial informant.

The emperor is very busy.

The emperor is often confined within the castle due to work.

However, because the Jingde Emperor was a rolling stone, there were few trustworthy people within the imperial family.

Only then did Han Yi Fe understand why Emperor Jingde had taken her there.

I wondered if it was him out of all the people…

Gumilbokgeom (口蜜腹劍).

A place where everyone is smiling but holding a sword in their heart.

Imperial palace.

About three months had already passed since Han Ibi entered the palace.

He had an audience with Emperor Jingde about once a fortnight.

And that too very secretly.

On this day as well, according to the emperor’s will, two people were having a conversation between the thin walls of the imperial palace library.

Emperor Jingde asked from behind the wall.

“Did you recognize what I said?”

Han Ibi answered.

“yes. “Over the past few days, I have been keeping a close eye on Baek Taoist’s movements.”

Baek Do-in refers to Baek Young-chun of the Jeonjin faction, who is in charge of external instructor for senior soldiers.

Emperor Jingde said:

“How are you feeling?”

Ebi Han said.

“If you exclude the fact that I visited Emperor Yongzheng’s sickbed in person… “There was nothing that unusual.”

Emperor Jingde said in a quiet voice.

“No, isn’t that really a big deal?”

“But… according to what I found out, the two of you were originally close friends…”

Emperor Jingde said in a somewhat hissing voice.

“joy. “So you’re saying I’ve become sharp for no reason?”

Han Ibi said with a somewhat sigh.

“That’s right. You have become quite sharp. “It looks like the emperor is really tired.”

Emperor Jingde said:

“Let’s infiltrate Baek Young-chun’s dormitory.”

Han Ibi remained silent for a moment and then opened her mouth.

“Your Majesty the Emperor. Is it possible… Your Majesty the Emperor suspects that he is in cahoots with your father or your brother in prison? “Are you trying to cause a rebellion?”

Emperor Jingde said:

“There is nothing bad in this world if you are careful.”

Han Ibi shook her head with a somewhat sad expression and said.

“Your Majesty… Have you changed since you took the throne? Or did I get it wrong from the beginning?”

Emperor Jingde remained silent for a moment beyond the wall and then answered.

“I guess it’s both.”

Ebi Han said.

“great. I will thoroughly check Baek Do-in’s accommodation and the surrounding area to reassure him. But…”

Han Ibi took a deep sigh and said.

“…This will be my last mission.”

The silence of the Jingde Emperor once again.

But soon a voice came out.