Chapter 34 – Chapter 7 (4)

Jincheon, who quickly left the village, stopped at an empty lot with no one around and a woodcutter cut down the surrounding area, took off his bag, put it on the side, and began to warm up.

After a while, Yeoni River appeared near Jincheon, who was warming up.

“Also.”

He smiled at Jincheon, who had been waiting for him knowing that he would come.

“Looking at it like this, the Murim people and living things are really sad. My blood boils when I see someone who is considered a good match.”
“If you have something to say, skip the introduction.”
“I want to fight.”

Yeoni-gang’s first impression after seeing Jincheon’s skills was a sense of pride, ‘I want to play with him’.

It was the same in Jincheon.
The appearance of Yeoni-gang, who easily subdued the Demonic Cultists, instinctively gave a sense of crisis.

If it was modern times, I would have just passed by thinking that there was a guy like this, but this place is the world of Moorim.

It was a world where you did not have to hold back the feeling of goodwill that was boiling inside your body.

‘In a way, I might have had to live in this era.’

Jincheon was delighted to have come to the world of Poongun and Murim just by being able to bump into each other without holding back.

Of course, even in this world, there will be politics and agitation.

Even so, even if they did not hide their friendly feelings and bumped into each other, the world was much better than the modern one just by taking it as natural.

Jincheon thought about something for a while at the word ‘Dalian’, then took off his clothes and the thin armor inside them and put them all in his bag.

‘Dalian is not about dying and killing each other, it’s about fighting in a half-practice way. It’s just fine. A fight with this guy will make up for my lack of experience.’

It wouldn’t matter if it was a life-or-death game, and there was no point in gaining an advantage by wearing armor in Dalian.

“Excluding the frustrating orthodox rhetoric.”
“Let’s start right away, is this?”

Yeoni-gang smiled as if he liked Jincheon’s line to start quickly.

“Yeoni River of Taecheonmun Gate. Please take good care of me.”
“Jincheon. Don’t go home and cry after getting beaten up.”
“Puhahahaha!”

How many people have ever said so openly against themselves?

In addition, unique lines popped out that I could not even imagine if I was speaking.

Yeoni-gang, who had a fresh experience, soon erased his laughter and took a posture.

‘Hmm?’

Jincheon also took a posture, but the problem was a bizarre posture that could not be understood from Yeoni-gang’s eyes.

As he posed sideways instead of frontally, he had the hands close to him rest on his abdomen.

‘Weird. It’s definitely a strange posture I’ve never seen before… Why can’t I see the hole to go in?’

Intuition trained through numerous experiences was speaking.
That one is not easily pierced.
But because of that, I had to go even more head-on.

‘Let’s see how they fight!’

Yeoni-gang took a defensive stance and stepped on the steps, moving quickly in zigzags.

The moment Yeoni River entered Jincheon’s range,

Chifang!

“!?”

Instantly, Jincheon’s arm created an afterimage and hit the part where Yeoni-gang’s head was.

Although, of course, all it did was tear the air thanks to dodging his head to the side.

However, Jincheon did not stop there and kept distance by moving in the opposite direction as much as Yeoni River approached.

And hit it with his fist.

Papapak!

Yeon Yi-gang blocked or let go of the fist flying toward him, but he could not easily break Jincheon’s offensive, which was striking while maintaining a close distance with the tip of his fist.

‘It’s a flicker jab. Baby.’

Jincheon once saw a flicker jab used by a character he saw in a boxing cartoon, and went to the boxing gym to teach him a flicker jab.

But it turned out that the flicker jab wasn’t special, the boxers who used it were special.

The identity of the flicker jab is that it is a technique that is harder to use than a normal jab, as all you do is jab with your lowered hand while guarding.

In other words, the boxer named Thomas Hearns, who first used it, had the talents of speed, destructive power, and long arms, so it seemed like an incredibly great technique, and in comic books, it was mixed with comic book-like exaggeration.

If used by a player other than that talented, the punch will be slower than a normal jab.

While learning the martial arts of hwagong, Jincheon felt frustrated because it conflicted with his experience of learning fast, concise, and linear modern martial arts.

He is clearly powerful, and I understand that he is the reason for attacking by circulating his inner energy, but he seems to have too much movement in his eyes.

However, with the power of 100 five stars and 100 medical skills, he succeeded in remodeling the martial arts of the chemist to suit himself, and came to use his own subclass martial arts.

Of course, Yeoni-gang, who had experienced sub-class martial arts that were different from the martial arts that have been released so far, gradually became annoyed at Jincheon’s attack, which continued to keep a distance and punch.

Thud!

Stepping on Jin-gak strongly, he lowered his waist and charged at twice the speed of his previous movements.

Jincheon’s fist was swung, but Yeoni-gang, who lightly knocked it away with the back of his hand, finally succeeded in approaching at close range.

“Ha!”

Fuck!

Yeoni-gang, who went ahead with the momentum of the shot and clenched his fist, succeeded in attacking Jincheon’s side.

“Kuk!”

Of course, Jincheon groaned in pain because the fist was stuck.
However, what was more disconcerting was the successful attack.

‘What? My body is as hard as steel!’

The muscles of Jincheon, who had learned the 100 Kanggong and the Foreign Gong of the Hwagong, were stronger than the armor made of plain iron.

‘Then!’

Yeoni-gang, who judged that if they increased the distance like before, would make things more troublesome, dug further inward and hit Jincheon’s abdomen with a jangbeop.

“Haha!”
“Ouch!”

When the jangbeop, which circulated the internal energy with a rough spirit, was hit, Jincheon’s body was shot out.

Kwajik! Kwajak! Great!

After breaking several trees, Jinchun gets stuck in the last tree he hits.

Bang!

In an instant, Jincheon, who had completely broken the tree she was stuck in, spurred on and ran toward Yeoni River at high speed.

Haha!!”

Enjoy the pain you feel in your body.

‘Okay! This is it! This is a fight!’

He himself wanted a fight like this.
It’s not a fight in the ring, it’s a fight where there are no rules, just knocking down the opponent in front of you.

Jincheon attacked Yeoni-gang’s body using boxing techniques quickly and concisely.

When Chinese martial arts and boxing fight, boxing wins most of the time, but it’s a different story when both sides have strength.

Yeoni-gang is quick and concise, but by Moorim standards, he has become accustomed to boxing techniques that have an honest and easy-to-understand flow.

In general, Chinese martial arts are full of bravado and it is taken for granted that they are unilaterally broken by modern martial arts.

As Yeoni-gang’s counterattack, punching away the fast-pounding fists, pierced Jincheon’s body, bruises began to form on Jincheon’s body.

‘My attack doesn’t work!?’

Jincheon, who lacks experience, had no experience of fighting a Moorim man of a similar level to himself, so when all the boxing techniques were read, he was beaten almost one-sidedly.

‘I lose at this rate!’

Boxing techniques are no longer available.
If so, you have to reverse the atmosphere with an attack that is difficult for the opponent to predict.

Thinking so, Jincheon stopped attacking and defended, blocking Yeoni-gang’s attack.

Kang! Cacan!

As he blocked his fists with his gauntlets, the sound of metal clashing resounded.

To that extent, it means that each of the Murim people’s fists is as threatening as wielding a lump of iron.

“Hmm!”

Still, the hand-made gauntlets made by Jincheon were so hard that the fist that struck them hurt.

‘Gap!’

Sensing that a slight gap had formed in the small pain felt in his fist, Jincheon used full force to step backwards to widen the distance.

Of course, the moment Yeoni-gang rushed at him not to give him distance, Jin-cheon’s fist swung.

‘What? Why?’

Even if I swing his fist now, it won’t reach me.
It seems that you lack experience compared to the martial arts you have. Is that lack of experience being revealed here?

Hwareuk!

“Ugh!”

The answer was no.
A large flame erupted from Jincheon’s fingertips, covering Yeoni-gang’s face.

Surprised by the flames burning his face, Yeoni-gang instinctively predicted that if he stepped back, a follow-up would be dealt, he lowered his head.

Wow!

“Heuk!”

Predicting his actions, Jincheon aimed at Yeoni Kang’s temple and struck him with a big swing.

Like game characters or cartoon characters, Jincheon induces the enemy’s actions by lighting fire in the air using Yanggong.

The moment he was about to jump out to kill himself in order to turn the round Yeoni River into a bowl of jelly.

“Stop! I lost!”

The Yanyi River wrapped around his head waved his hand and surrendered.

“Whoop! Whoop!”

As the surrender came from Yeoni-gang’s mouth, Jin-cheon belatedly realized that he was fighting sparring, not a game of death and killing, and Jin-cheon breathed heavily and ruled the bet.

“Keuuuuu…! Do you know that we have sparring!”
“Hmph, of course. If I tried to kill you, your body would have already turned into burnt meat.”
“Hehehahaha! That’s right!”

Yeoni-gang laughed at Jin-cheon’s words, as if he was happy that he had lost to Dalian.

“I was aiming for that point because of your lack of experience, but it turned out that the lack of experience was on my side.”

He sat down on a tree stump that had been cut down, as if he had no strength to stand up.

I saw it in advance, but I never imagined that it would have this level of yanggong, and even though Jincheon had this level of power, he vomited regret that he hid it until the end.

‘Experience is definitely lacking. But he seems to have a lot of experience fighting non-Murim people.’

All of Jincheon’s techniques were trained in actual combat.
However, as if the target was not a Murim man, he showed a very weak appearance as a Murim man himself dug into the inside.

If the lack of experience is filled, what kind of military man will he become?

While Yeoni-gang was reflecting on his vulnerability to unexpected situations, Jin-cheon was also reflecting on himself.

‘The boxing technique didn’t work.’

At first, he was embarrassed because it was a unique technique, but Yeoni-gang, who quickly got used to it, dug in in an instant and hit his body repeatedly.

If you hadn’t learned the strong attack 100 and the foreign attack, it would have been you to go out and say surrender unconditionally.

‘Fast and linear attacks don’t work easily.’

The physical abilities of modern people without internal people are the same with some of the talented talents.

However, in this Moorim world, it has the physical ability that is out of common sense by martial arts and internal knowledge.

Modern martial arts, which have only pure physical strength without internal energy, must continue to develop and study to be active in this world of nonsense.

Jincheon, who had an absolutely lacking experience in fighting unmanned unmanned, decided to dig this point.

First of all, whether to sharpen it further and increase the speed like a sword art, or find another method.

Jincheon thought about something for a while and headed for her bag.

“Hey.”
“Hmm?”

He took out something and threw a small, sealed vial towards Yeoni River.

“Apply. The bruise will heal.”

Then, not listening to an answer, he began to apply the medicine to the bruises that had formed on his body through another vial.

Yeoni-gang applied the medicine to the figure, and felt a refreshing feeling around the bruise.

“Let’s say it’s the training cost. And,”

Jincheon snarled and opened her mouth sternly.

“From now on, fight with all your might.”

After she said that, she put on thin armor and clothes, put on her bag, and headed for the road.

Looking at Jincheon’s back, Yeoni Kang scratched the back of his head.

“I don’t know anything else, but you’re a good friend at least one persimmon.”

In Moorim, there is a saying to hide the power of 30%.
Whether it’s always leaving room to escape, feeding a blow at the moment it’s needed, or embarrassing the enemy, it’s because there are several benefits anyway.

Yeoni-gang was faithful to his words and won the match with only 70% of his strength.
Thanks to that, I couldn’t block Jincheon’s blow.

“Whoa. I’m pretty far too.”

What is clear is that if this was a real battle, he would have been killed by the blow or seriously injured and unable to withstand the next attack.

Up until now, if the sparring with the same age was a mild fight to check and improve each other’s skills, the sparring with Jincheon was like facing a mad dog trying to bite oneself.

It was my first time fighting like this, but because of that, I also got a strange feeling that it was fun.

“But even if you have a lot of energy left, losing because you can’t control your strength is a defeat. Next time, I’ll make sure I don’t lose like this.”

Yeoni-gang muttered in the direction where Jincheon disappeared.

If Jincheon gained a lot from this fight, it was also a valuable experience for Yeoni-gang to learn what he lacked.

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