Book 5 Chapter - 17

Of course, it was a great skill. To be able to play gold to this extent...

I was telling you that it was not an ordinary skill. There's a panel of judges up there.

Red Rando Ryu-yeon can play this great and beautiful song right now.

Aren't you appalled by the fact that there is! Pinch your cheek hard.

And...

But that's not why she was surprised. This is the song.

The day she was deprived of her first kiss, she played at Unhyangjeong.

Because it was that song.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Wi Jicheon was biting his lips bloody. I lost my mind.

Before I knew it, Ryu-Yeon's performance gave me a lot of experience.

I've been ripping it off. Ryu-Yeon's pitch is instantly alive in his mind.

It has dug into a long loophole.

Before I knew it, my whole body was affected by Ryu-yeon's pitch.

I was going—my head was dizzy and I was confused. My heart is racing like crazy.

It was pulsating. It was exciting not to burst right away. The hand holding the sword.

I'm trembling. Livelihoods soared as if they were penetrating the sky.

But I couldn't move my feet. I couldn't even swing the sword. a bar on Bar

It didn't fall off the dock and the shoulders didn't move as if they were stones. Atmosphere

Listening to Ryu-Yeon's gold, the nightmare of that day is in front of my eyes.

It seemed to come to life. The shame of the day, the shame of the day!

The approaching man, the lips he encounters, the girl who doesn't resist, infinite jealousy.

Shim exploded in his mind and raced all over his body. Eye Fit

My feet are full. His eyes began to glow red. But still, the body...

I couldn't move like I was caught in a net.

"Great! You've been doing all the dirty work on your own.

I can't believe he had power."

It was Hong Lan's assessment of Ryu-yeon's performance. Don't let her be puzzled, either.

It was cold.

"Yes, very good performance!"

Moon Diary also responded to Hong-ran's admiration. Now he's been...

It's hard to think it's Ryu-Yeon who's been burning the red carpet.

It was.

"No! What I'm saying is great is his performance, his opponent's gap.

The fact that you're digging right into something and starting to affect the spirit...

Hey, look!"

The tip of the red-hot slender island corn pointed to Wi Jicheon.

"I'm not asking you to see my fingers, I'm Wi Jicheon!"

The door diary was staring frantically at the tip of her finger, and her face turned red.

The red herring was a loud cry.

"Humph! Yevn's finger!Humph..."

Breaking into a federal cough, the door diary is a poem of an envoy with no regrets.The line was sent to Wi Jicheon.

My eyes are red and trembling like a mushy tree.

The body is about to move! That's what the pitch is, a total psychic.

It's proof that you're in control! So even if you want to move now,

You can't move."

"Ho-oh" sounds like it."

The door diary looked at Wi Jicheon as if it were interesting. I'm so excited to live.

He's got a lot of fighting spirit, mixed up in his own energy, and he lives all over his body.

I was shaking like a dog.

"But there's something strange about it!"

"What do you mean?"

He was already a member of the family with the sword, but he didn't know much about music.

It was.

"It was too easy. That Wi Jicheon kid is still a Kowloon guy.

You're capable enough to even teach a discipline, but you're too easy.

I got hit by the pitch very quickly. He's enough to resist with his skills.

I would've done it."

"Then there's only one thing I can think of. Ji Ryu-yeon is in that Wi Jicheon.

After a considerable traumatisation, writing occurs inside him.

He perfectly penetrated a gap in one's mind. So, Wi Jicheon.

It's me who fell for it at once."

"Um... I thought he was just a hair stylist, but he's free.

What the hell was that?"

Moon's diary, which was explained, was also admired.

"I thought you were a bit versed in notes, but honestly, I'm sure you're at that level.

And he's only been learning how to play music for half a year.

Yo."

"What?" Hongmae, is that true?"

This time, the door diary was really surprising. No matter how much he asks about music.

Even in foreign countries, it's half a year before the pitch is in the right place.

Ko was well aware of the fact that he was out of the question.

"Who's your Hongmae?"

Red Ran, who managed to miss his words in the midst of confusion.

Screamed.

"Huh? Did you notice? There's no gap, Hong-mae!"

It was now a door diary that openly demonstrated. Because of Ryu-Yeon,

It's a pain in the ass, and it's not gonna look nice in the door diary that adds another headache.

There wasn't.

"It's not an iris! You're too old to be ashamed of.

Go..."

Hong-ran, who doesn't want to waste her heart with any more verbal wrangling, quickly gets angry.

Changed the ritual.

"There are only two conclusion! He's a master of hiding his skills.

There's no rate, but you're a genius. Neither makes any sense, huh."

In the meantime, Ryu-Yeon's behavior in class is like a flashback.

I sighed automatically when I went out.

"The fact that you're a master makes little sense, and I don't want to admit it.

You're saying he's a genius?"

The impression of the door diary quickly became frowned upon.

"I don't want to admit..."

"I agree!"

It was the first time in a long time that the two agreed. I'm pushed by the reality.

Acknowledging someone's ability, but never accepting others' assumptions.

Ryu-Yeon even when the two of them were arguing for an excuse.

The performance of was continuing.

Auju Industrial Fisherman's Village

Ryu-yeon's tune was slowly coming to a head.

On the other hand, Wi Jicheon, who is on the receiving end of the situation, is trying to get out of the way.

I've been struggling, but once I've had a heart attack,It was not easy to get out.

That's why you always have to pay attention. If you do something wrong, you'll get coins.

This is because there is a danger of falling into the abyss.

"Ting!"

A tune that was coming to a head with a bang on the head of Wi Jicheon.

It was cut off for a moment. It was quite clear that the intent was to act.

"Yuck!"

When the tune broke, Wi Jicheon vomited a bowl of blood. Whip in the sound rate

My body and mind that were being swept away can't adjust to the sound of the moment's break.

It's to be full of blood.

But for Wi Jicheon, it was fortunate that it ended here. Buy blood

When I threw up my feet, I felt refreshed and clear my head. Ryu-Yeon

If he continues to sing his own tune, he's usually in a coma.

He's in the mouth of a high coin, and his blood is all mixed up and he'

Because it might be something. Ryu-yeon had a situation in his hand.

I couldn't see it in the eyes of Wi Jicheon, who threw up a bowl of blood.

Now that my body is back in shape, it was my turn to do what I had to do. Wizzie

Towards Ryu-Yeon, the cloth exudes a fearsome, bluish blackness.

The sun flooded in. The internal injury I just had is causing me a lot of stress.

It was impossible to manage the lecture recklessly.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I don't understand your kindness."

It was Ryu-Yeon, who was deeply disgusted. It's a sword without mercy.

Feet flooded Ryu-Yeon's whole body. I had to pull myself out not to die. flesh

It's too wild to be used on a rainy day.

It was a candle.

"Oh, my God!"

A deadly candle at the end of Wi Jicheon's sword, used to make a difference between life and death.

The string came out. A bunch of life-seeking herbs.

Ryu-Yeon dared to let his guard down by his brutal ruthless search.

But he was using his neck and phoenix to avoid it. Coal bank

Wi Jicheon's sword was too fierce to escape by bay.

"Do you mind?"

I'm worried about the fierceness of the sword and the door diary I read about living in it.

I asked Yeomdo for an opinion whether he was ahead or next to me. stopping at this point

It was a question of how about it. If it goes any further, we may actually see blood.

It was a job, as if the punishment of Wi Jicheon was inevitable even if it ended properly.

I did

"Don't worry! He's never gonna die that bad!"

Salinity said, "Don't worry." Doors' diaries and other military personnel's...

Unlike his worried face, he just kept his head down.

"I wish I could have one or two wounds, though."

Oh, my God."

Yeomdo thought about his simple dream for a moment. That's how you light your eyes.

There was a slight expectation that if you turn it on and run, you might succeed.

The problem is...

You're reading too much reason! That's not how you're supposed to do your best.

Can you do it?

As salinity suggests, we can see the problems of Wi Jicheon at once.

It was fateful. Perhaps heaven will grant him a little wish.

There seemed to be no

"By the way, that kid avoids like a loach. Yet

Wi Jicheon's fierce sword has never hurt his body."

The door diary, which suddenly realized one thing, burst into exclamation. his words

And yet Woo Ji-chun hasn't done any damage to Ryu-yeon's body.I was getting tired of the grass. To tire so quickly, so easily that you don't catch it.

Apparently, the blow from the sound attack was not small. Already

There was a cold sweat on his forehead. overstepped

It was evidence that it was dissolved.

"I think it's going to be over soon."

At the end of the word of salinity and at the end of the day, Wi Jicheon's eyes flashed. redone

Burn's mouth was bursting with thirst.

"Screaming! Fan thunder!"

Like lightning falling from the sky, Wi Jicheon's sword runs towards Ryu-Yeon.

It was.

"Humph!"

Ryu-Yeon snorted as if it were ridiculous. One hand at a time.

The sword flying towards Ryu-Yeon with a banging sound is haha.

It disappeared in the air. Stuck in an invisible membrane.

I thought I did too.

"Growl!"

Wi Jicheon moaned. I don't want to admit it, but eyes.

You have to acknowledge the ability of the opponent in front of you.

"You didn't expect that much blackness to work on you, did you?

I know the next person is ready, but did I get it wrong?"

"Blessed marriage!"

Eighteen swords once again, like a gale.

It stretched out from the end. This time it was his best shot. that

But Wi Jicheon's black belt touches Ryu-Yeon's hem.

I flew away in vain. No matter how powerful it may be, I'll give it to the other person.

You have to be hit to take a hit. No matter how powerful it is, it doesn't fit the goal.

The sword was of no use yet.

"Not yet, not yet. Try harder."

Few things are as shameful as being cheered up and encouraged by the enemy.

He must be giving words of encouragement to his opponent.

"Growl!"

Wi Jicheon was so torn apart that the lid was about to burst. Ignored to this extent

I don't think I've ever done this before. The mood soared.

This time, I'm determined to use my spleen, whether I die or not.

Because once used, it's a blood-borne sword, so it's a dagger in a bimoo competition.

It was a murder that I never used.

But that can't be seen by him, whose eyes are already turned upside down.

There was no way he was going crazy.

"Take it, Sky Wind Marecham!"

"Huh, it's dangerous! That's a salcho."

Among the judges, Kang Ha-yoon, a member of the Cheongseong faction, jumped out of her seat in surprise.

Cheonpung Mareocham is a non-gold sword of the Cheongseong faction.

Salcho, which is prohibited from being used recklessly in food.

It was.

Don't tell me that Wi Jicheon is such an ignorant man in a bimoo competition.

He didn't expect to develop salcho. but

Ryu-Yeon, our company's work, was relaxed even in front of the dreaded salcho.

All

"It's kind of fun!"

Horrible twister-like swords sprouted from the edge of Wi Jicheon's sword. Island

A thick white sword swept Ryu-Yeon's waist in two places. Watching

I can see blood spewing out of Ryu-yeon's waist.

I did

With this terrible sword in front of his eyes, Ryu-yeon is the most reckless.

I made a choice... as a shield against the sword that would cut everything.

He chose the silence he was holding. Ryu-Yeon has a string of silence.

He stood tall on his right side with the outside.

Everyone's gonna split in half soon, and Ryu-yeon's waist is gonna bleed, too.I thought. The silence in front of Wi Jicheon's sword seemed so shabby.

It was thrown.

"Jaejung!"

The deafening sound burst out. Wooden rosary and white lotus

I can't believe that a shin sword is a banging sound.

It wasn't a sound. The whole audience was awakened by this incredible fact.

All

Everyone's expectations were wrong. Ryu-yeon's silence on the brain is confident.

Woo Ji-cheon's sword was blocked without a scratch. Rather

He even flicked off the sword as if it were ridiculous. Can't stand the anti-ballast force.

One Wi Jicheon had to step back with a few steps.

Wi Jicheon can't help but panic at this amazing and ridiculous counterattack.

It was a heart-throbbing shock. a blow to one's heart

The beginning has failed. There's nothing more to scratch.

It was.

"The brain-wielding death of the brain-wielding spirit has no sharpness.

You can't cut it off with anything. This is the end of the game."

At the same time Ryu-Yeon's eyes threw up fireworks. He's got the silver lining.

Chae Ryu-yeon's left hand stretched forward.

"So far, as a return and a goodbye gift for listening to my performance, I've had my last one.

I'll play it for you. "Gwanghwi and Silent Performance..."

The smile on his lips grew thicker.The wind blew out his hair.

With a slight blow, Wi Jicheon shudders, thunderstorms.

I felt like I saw something flashy like that. Start of Samsung Business

And Ryu-yeon's left hand, which I've never stretched before, is forward.

It stretched out. Three silvery rays of light run in it like light.

It came out.

The Sword of the Roe Doe

The chapter of the name of Korea

Roe mineral current voltage

Ryu Yeon's fingers played gold and went through the silver bill. his hand movements

So three silvery flashes twirling around his body like dancing.

After circling through, it pervaded into the air.

Wi Jicheon doesn't know what's going on in front of him.

There wasn't.

"Chaeng!"

First, the sword, the life of a no man, fell from his grasp.

It was all because something would have flashed in front of my eyes. Instinct in this unexpected situation.

Feeling at enemy risk, Wi Jicheon flew a new model and tried to back out. Sometimes unmanned

Because there is no friend as reliable as someone's instinct.

"Gasp!"

But he couldn't move like a butterfly caught in a spider web. Movement

He was unable to move his body as if he had been tied to an intangible rope.

"Screaming!"

At the moment when I felt the blocked movement, a lightning-like shock hit the whole body.

A great filling in the sky, like a wall falling on one's body.

Yesterday's new silk coat was torn into thousands of pieces.

It was not long before blood splattered.

It wasn't enough blood to get to the time difference, but his whole body was a spider web.

The same wound was drawn horizontally, and the blood clotted little by little between the wounds.

It was coming out. I've only cut my skin by controlling my strength, but I've already...

His eyes seemed to be out of focus, as if he had lost his life. It's like a dead man out of his mind.

I was just standing there stumbling like Ram. The whereabouts of victory are obvious.

It was clear.

"Drop!"

His knees bent weakly.Ryu-Yeon still smiling on the other side, full of his vision.

It came in, it was a fantastic defeat.

"Well, well, well, well!"

Preservation in the top seats of the audience with Tekken Marginga, the head of the audience.

A polite one sprang up from his seat and shouted. well-known for one's deep discipline

His eyes were uncharacteristically wide open.

No matter how hard I tried to control my mind, I couldn't stop shaking. This is his job.

Surprised by the small act, the Mousabu only stare at him blindfolded.

I just did.

"Dear Wonju, do you know this technique? I've never seen this before.

I can't guess what's going on. At an invisible speed, I can'

An enemy-hit bayonet.

Polite even when asked by Guanju Margin what he's thinking so hard about.

Chou did not respond quickly.

"Is there something wrong, my lord?"

The official Marginga, who watched Ryu-Yeon strike with his mouth wide open,

I've been asked about sudden action. What in the world is this man?

I was curious if it surprised someone.

"Oh, no, not at all right. I think this old man is mistaken for surveillance, Guanju.

The sight of those children reminded me of the past.

You know, I think I've lost my mind and mistook the place."