Novel Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker Chapter 144
Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 144
After the first day of the boobimu, the elders of the moorim blind could not hide their embarrassment.
It was because the results were completely different from their expectations.
They were confident that Murim’s latecomers would win by a landslide before the rain dance competition.
But regarding the results, Safa’s side had many more winners. Because the experience of guaranteeing victory was so much defeated, the outstanding Yukdang and the late leaders of the 7th generation were disastrous.
However, there were not only bad predictions among the wrong ones.
Among them, only Naetsu-dang made a definite achievement. Nine out of 10 players advanced to the second round.
Except for Hwang Bo-dong, they dealt with the late players of Saparyeon, who were considered to be more than their own skills.
Surprisingly, however, all the party members were defeated by an overwhelming margin when they came together.
The elders of the Volcanic faction had no choice but to swallow their silence.
Their late players were also in the second round except for Amifa’s year, but they were only suspected of being the weakest in the first place because they met opponents who were considered to have been manipulated.
In the numerous guest cups of Nanju, which were overflowing with audiences who had watched the secret dance competition, only stories about the members of the Naetchaldang were pouring out.
“No, was the Inner Chaldang of Murimeng such an outstanding party?”
“I mean. I thought it was a completely debilitating party. Who would have thought their martial arts would be so outstanding?”
“But. I heard from my friend in Murimeng that all of them weren’t this strong a few months ago.”
“Huh, is that true?”
“Yes, they all said that the owner trained them himself and that martial arts had advanced rapidly. Well, did you say that the name of Naechaldangju is Yoo Shin-woon?”
“Baekwoon Shinryong, Yoo Shinwoon!”
At the same time, Yoo Shin-woon’s name value was also increasing day by day.
Originally, the warriors of Sapa completely ignored Yoo Shin-un, who participated in the main dance. He was devaluing that there were many exaggerated rumors.
However, even those people were gradually changing their minds about the three names of Yoo Shin-woon, which were heard countless times.
The night passed and the morning came again.
Today is the day of the second round of Bubimu. The audience seats were crowded with more people than yesterday.
Then, when the referee appeared, a huge cheer burst out as if the unarmed were about to leave. Unlike yesterday, there was only one referee who appeared. It was because the number of people was reduced by half, and each game will be played from today.
Then the referee shouted loudly.
“Wi Moo-young, a warrior of Murimeng’s side, Tae-il, go on stage!”
It was Wi Moo-young and Tae-il of the same group who were blind on the stage. Due to the winner’s advance characteristics, there could have been a fight between the same camps from the second round.
Moreover, people’s attention was focused on the fight between the volcanic faction and the independent faction.
“I can’t believe I’ve seen a volcano and a shaman confrontation in my life! Even if I die tomorrow, I will have no regrets.”
“But who will win between the two?”
“By the way, when is the enemy’s independent faction?” Of course it’s volcanic.”
“Hmm, but didn’t the strongest sword always come from the shamans before the censorship?”
“Isn’t there an answer to what you say?” The author is the disciple of the sword.”
Mudangpa and Sorimsa Temple were the most prestigious, called the two major drumheads of the Jeongpa group.
Volcanic waves, which have been chasing them for many years, have risen above them as the best literary wave since the advent of the sword.
Then, at that time, Wi Moo-young’s eyes staring at Tae-il were filled with indescribable anger.
‘Damn! All the attention that needs to come back to me is focused on him.’
Taeil was definitely the best topic of this choreography. Through Su-tu’s training, Tae-il plays.
It was because it reached the intermediate level of the highest peak, and it even unfolded the Yangui sword method, a sword method beyond the Taecheong sword method.
In fact, when preparing for the Bi-Mu competition, both Murimeng nor Saparyeon were not planned for the Bu-Mu competition.
However, it was a chance that Wi Moo-young managed to escape from Damcheon-gun again.
Therefore, Wi Moo-young was looking closely at Tae-il, who was earning his honor from the plate he created.
“I’ll start my duties!”
As soon as the referee’s words were over, Wi Moo-young rushed forward at the same speed as a ray of light.
Before I knew it, the sword embroidered numerous plum blossoms in the air. The twenty-four plum-blossom sword, the pride of the volcanic wave, unfolded in his hand.
In addition, the scent of plum blossoms was expressed when the achievement reached more than eight stars.
It was an amazing talent. Wi Moo-young was also not just selected as a disciple of the sword.
Chae Chae Chaeng! Chae Chaeng!
Swords and swords clashed and flames began to erupt endlessly.
Unlike yesterday’s performance, Tae-il now seemed eager to block it. For some reason, the tip of the sword was heavy.
‘As expected, there’s nothing much!’
Wi Moo-young snorted inside him. It was said to be super-high intermediate, but it was just ridiculous.
The reason why Taeil can’t focus on the choreography now is simple.
What am I supposed to do?
It was because Hwang Bo-dong’s worries were filling his head.
Since the incident in the goblin cave, he has continued to question Hwang Bo-dong alone.
In the meantime, doubts have changed to convictions, and since they cannot be revealed to anyone, the theme has deepened.
The simma was covering the body and mind, and there was no way that I could use martial arts properly.
It was a moment when Taeil was being driven to a corner where there was no place to escape anymore.
Hey! Do you want to go crazy? Don’t you focus on the fight? A harsh curse penetrated Taeil’s ear.
It was a prelude to Liu Shing-un.
– My lord, I…
I already know it’s because of Hwang Bo-dong. Yoo Shin-woon cut a reply like a knife.
When the name of Hwang Bo-dong came out of Yoo Shin-woon’s mouth, Tae-il was shocked.
……Did the Lord know about it?”
It was when Yoo Shin-woon first noticed that Tae-il was suspicious of Hwangbo-dong and Hwangbo Se-ga when he entered his dream.
Like the example of a cow, food was piled up like a mountain. Their dreams reflected their usual unconsciousness.
However, in the case of Taeil, doubts about Hwang Bo-dong and Hwang Bo-sega were realized
It’s so cute!
When Wi Moo-young spits out a piece and spreads out the last attack.
-I’ll tell you the truth on the day the competition ends. So get your act together and fight right.
Liu Xingyun’s voice rang out.
At that moment, Taeil’s eyes changed.
It’s amazing. Yoo Shin-woon’s words completely disappeared from the confusion in his mind.
Tae-il, who shook off his heart, began to draw the trajectory of Taegeuk with his sword.
“What, what is this?” Wi Moo-young, who was spreading his sword, was embarrassed by Tae-il’s momentum and suddenly began to explode.
And the next moment. Numerous plum blossoms embroidering the sky engulfed Taegeuk and disappeared without a trace.
Time passed quickly, and the day was approaching when the Great Battle, in which the elders participated, was finally held.
In the final match of the final choreography together, only eight people remained due to a series of injuries and abstainers.
And five of them, or half of them, were warriors on the side of Murimmeng.
“I didn’t know that all five remaining until the final round were internal party members.”
“I was just lucky.”
Yoo Shin-woon naturally responded to Mo Yong-myeong, who suddenly talked to him.
Three people, Yoo Shin-woon, Yeoncheon-ak, and Mo Yong-myeong, were preparing to go to the Daejangjeon together in the waiting room.
When Yoo Shin-woon answered lightly, Mo Yong-myeong continued.
“It seems that my talent as a partisan instructor played a great role to dismiss as lucky. I almost failed, but Maeng is in big debt.”
Although Mo Yong-myung is a daughter fool without countermeasures, he knows how to distinguish between public and private corporations.
He highly valued Yoo Shin-woon, who made great achievements in the choreography. In addition, Mo Yong-mi was also among the last eight.
At that time, Mo Yong-myeong said while looking at Yeoncheonak, which had been silent.
“Prince, that’s why I’m saying this, I’d like to give you a benefit if you let me.”
……Benefits?’ Yoo Shin-woon tilted his head.
After a while, the participants of Murimeng and Saparyeon, who left the waiting room, stood in front of the Demilitarized Zone where the main dance was held.
Soon after, the order of entry they submitted was distributed to the referees. The referee, who once again checked whether it was a mistake after looking at the order submitted by Murimeng, soon burst into a big death.
“Pioneer battle! I’m Yoo Shin-woon, the leader of Naetchaldang, vs. Gwisal Daeju, Sanggeomyeong!”
The umpire’s cry made the audience shake.
“What is this? Are you Baegwoon Dragon?”
“Hmm! Due to the nature of the winner’s constant fighting, it would be better to win the first rain dance.”
“Well, don’t you think we should throw away the cards quickly?”
The benefit that Mo Yong-myung said in the waiting room earlier was to let Yoo Shin-woon choose the order he wanted to play.
Mo Yong-myeong thought that Yoo Shin-un’s participation was a trick of the volcanic faction.
It was to give Yoo Shin-woon a chance to play as the last runner, thinking that Safaryeon’s losers would seriously injure Yoo Shin-woon if he went out on the stage.
If he and Yeoncheon-ak defeat both his enemies, Yoo Shin-woon’s turn will not come.
The archduke pondered for a moment and soon gave permission. However, Yoo Shin-woon’s choice was completely different from his expectations. He wanted nothing less than a spearhead.
You want the spearhead? Well, I see.
It’s your choice, so do your best. I’ll be getting ready, too.
-You won’t have to.
It won’t be your turn.
He’s a funny guy.’
Mo Yong-myeong smirked as he recalled the last words he shared with him.
He watched Yoo Shin-woon’s back on the stage.
While Yoo Shin-woon was warming up lightly, the opponent spoke with a fishy smile.
“Are you my vanguard?” Well, it’s not bad against Sonpul.”
It was Sanggeomyeong, the chief firefighter of Tongcheonbang and the leader of Gwisaldae, an attack unit of Saparyeon, comparable to Hwangryongwi.
It has always been a comparison with Yeoncheonak. Unlike Yeoncheonak, which reached the state of Hwakyeong, it is still at the top of the peak, although it has always been devalued.
“Let’s start the choreography!”
As soon as the referee’s words fell, Sang Gum-myeong took out his sword. And with confidence, he began to concentrate his energy on the sword.
At the same time, a clear intensity began to rise from the sword of Sanggeomyeong. Before I knew it, Sanggeomyeong was also in a state of harmony.
Some of the people in the audience were shouting loudly and inducing reactions as if they had planned it.
They were subordinates planted in advance by the commercial inspection.
For some reason, however, Yoo Shin-woon remained still like a stone statue without even responding as if he had become a rock.
Looking at the figure, Sang Geomyeong rolled up the corners of his mouth.
“Whoa, you don’t even have the energy to move.”
There was a reason for his confidence.
At this moment, religious monks were developing rituals in a secret space underground on the non-stage.
Is it said that it further developed the consciousness of the curse left by the vice-bishop who infiltrated Baegunpyoguk?
The energy that gives him strong power and the energy of death that takes away power from his opponent was pouring into the non-stage.
He must be under pressure that he can’t even breathe without knowing why.
“Huhu, I’m sure your father said you could kill him.”
Sang Gum-myeong laughed at his face and jumped out like a flash of lightning. He tried to cut off Yoo Shin-woon’s chest as it was.
But it was then.
There was a huge ear-hitting explosion.
At the same time, there was a strong storm on the non-stage.
People were surprised and closed their eyes and opened them.
There was nothing but cold silence in the huge unarmed area. Sanggeomyeong was stuck in the outer wall with his chin smashed.
The pupil of Sanggeomyeong, who could only groan out of breath, had only the whites of his eyes. At that time, Yoo Shin-woon shook his clear hand and spoke.