Book 10 Chapter - 10

"Oh, my God. Don't bother the old man and take good care of yourself. All the time

Take care of your health!"

"Yes!"

Heo Joo-woon was a very small worried person. Ryu-Yeon has a book to read.

I packed other things. Until then, Ryu-Yeon left the training room behind.

I've been playing all the time. Night after night the wall was his daily life. More

I've learned a lot of subterfuge techniques for perfect foreign travel.

Other than that, I didn't do much.

"Then go ahead."

"Yes, thank you! I'll get going now."

Ryu-yeon, who greeted politely, strode out of the medicine field.Glowing sunlight fell all over him.

"Ah, how long has it been since I walked proudly under the midday sun..."

Ryu-Yeon was deeply moved. The pale cheeks are a little pinkish.

The shoulders and back, which had been bent forward, straightened out.

It felt like a month turned into a sun that burns in an instantaneously.

"As expected, acting as a weak handsome boy is too hard..."

When I tried to do something that was not suitable for my constitution, side effects seemed to occur all over my body.

He decided that he should refrain from such setting as possible in the future.

His acting skills, which fooled Heo Joo-woon's eyes with a trick of illness,

It's been getting better and better these days.

Write a memorandum!

3 days until the test! After three days and three nights, the hwanma-dong test...

It's the beginning.

I'm sorry for the street vendors, but the festive and raucous eve...

There wasn't. Ryu-Yeon wanted that kind of thing.

It's the same, but it's not a spring flower festival, it's a life-or-death game.

It was to walk into an ordeal.

I'm sure they'll be ready for tomorrow, grooming and preparing for tomorrow.

The odds were high.

The eyes around Ryu-Yeon, the prodigy who returned, were never nice.

Everyone had to train tremendously while Ryu-Yeon was away.

Or was it a trick to show the wolf how determined he was to win?

The black swans were like demons of hell.

"What did he come back for? I've been bedridden all along.

Come on, it's getting on my nerves!"

A coffin grumbled. Then another official nodded straight at his words.

"You're right. How hard have we been while he's gone? In the meantime

How dare he know what we've been through.

Only people who've been through that hell can feel it' He's already here.

You don't deserve to be here!"

His words were filled with hostility. The training they've been doing has been tears.

It was a difficult training day that I couldn't talk about without.

A bucket of sweat every day, and a sword in the blazing sun.

I had to swing it. So much salt in my mouth that I can chew on it.

The training was arduous and vicious. But nasty labor and management didn't stop. Training

Among them, injuries were unusual.

'The martial arts are no joke. Therefore, training should also be done like a real game!'

it was a nasty theory that...

Once I got under him, I had to say nothing. Never

There could not be a rebellion.

I couldn't count whether I swung the sword 10,000 times or 100,000 times.

The man who follows the harsh discipline of the wicked.

There were only Na-Yerin and Dock-Aged, Hyorong, Yoon Junho and Changhong.

Except for the marquis, all five of them have been subjected to severe training at Mount Wudang.

I was able to relax because I had experience. That's enough of the rigs.

I did the training with a smile. They're not as harsh as they are.

This was nothing because it was a very familiar relationship.

Hell training they've been doing since they got involved with Ryu-Yeon.

Even if there was no training that was not true, it was not true. Now, the rigging team.

I was listening to monsters from people around me.

To the people around them, they seemed like untiring super humans.

Besides the operations, other officials have what they call a "f*cking party."

He tasted the rigors of hell training. Ryu-Yeon has a good life.While I'm rolling around in my bed!

Of course, it was a lot of trouble to get seriously injured and sick in bed.

The compassion that's going to take care of them right now is...

It wasn't left. The harsh discipline will leave them with nothing but evil and evil.

I made it. So I've been rolling around on my bed.

As the exam period approached, Ryu-yeon slipped down from her bed and said,

It was natural to be intrusive.

Hasn't he neglected his training as well? Everyone's got a good.

I wanted to call for his absence from the examination together.

Sadly, he, who has won the Samsung Muje title, was well qualified to participate.

"Can you do that?"

"Of course."

"You've missed all the training you've had. And yet there is no daylight?"

"Of course, if you stick to such things, you won't survive in this tough lake."

"All right, join us!"

The blacksmith master, nasty labor and management, who also missed most of the training sessions, Ryu-Yeon.

It wasn't very reliable, but it was a bingo gunfight.

At the request, he did not speak katabuta and allowed him to participate in the test.

So Ryu-Yeon took the p*n*s test without any disability.

I was able to participate. And the life and death of an unidentified part of the test in three days.

Labor and management also had work to do on the issue.

Three days from now, the nasty sharpness of bringing together all the officials to take the test.

Each pipe with the same point of view as a point of view.

I pierced the heart. The power in that gaze is so powerful, among them, the energy of that energy.

There were people who reacted and flinched.

His eyes somehow had a strange power to activate people's defensive instincts.

"......."

No words, no supplementary explanation, no bother, just annoying.

Two sheets of paper were handed out per person.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"What is it?"

"Where?"

Questions burst out of the mouths of the coffin trees who received the paper. the present

It's not just paper that they accept.

It was clear: this paper contained a very unpleasant and dreary atmosphere.

It's a paper topic... with some kind of mysterious ominous feeling.

It was a feeling—it was obvious there was some sort of use.

"What is this, Mr. Manor?"

One of the most open-minded Bangs that can't resist curiosity, like an open-minded man.

Even if he was right, he knew he was dead.

No-hak raised his hand and asked courageously. The words coming back were cold.

"Wear it!"

That was all the nasty labor and management said. I've always had a lot of complaints about nasty little words.

No-hak finally took the road and exploded today.

"You need to know what it is! What the hell are you doing without telling me anything?

Do you mean use it?"

The nasty labor and management turned their heads and looked at him with sparkling eyes. Old school

It was a small moment, but it was already spilled water.

So he rather bounces off his nerve. I've already crossed the river where I can't come back.

Is he thinking?

"If you don't tell me, I can't use it. No, I don't use it!"

Stretch your tummy to the point where your back bends backwards, completely in position.

Old school said.

The eyes of the nasty got thinner. In inverse proportion to him, the spirit in his eyes...

It's become more and more powerful.

The people of the Black Sword alternated between the two with tense eyes.

Among them, Ryu-Yeon was quite an interesting look.

Still risking your life on useless things. He's always been like that, but he's always doing his bit.

You can't get it.'

There was a terrible energy that seemed to cut the stomach of a nasty old school in half right away.A few minutes later, he uttered only two nasty letters.

"Memorandum!"

Some of the nasty facial wounds wriggled at the same time as I uttered them.

It was all the more sinister for the people.

"What memorandum?"

The old school was puzzled.

"If I die in an accident during this test, I complain to the Chunmu Academy.

It's a memorandum of silence, not silence, hahaha."

Suddenly, the lecture room became quiet as if it had poured cold water on it. No-hak is suddenly bleeding.

It felt like it was cooling down.

"No, you're kidding me, right?"

There was a cold sweat on the forehead of the old school who said so. First time today

No-hak said he heard a nasty joke.

It was a very vivid experience. But I can't bring myself to say it.

It was a boring joke.

Perhaps the officials here in the lecture room agree with themselves.

"What about the next piece of paper?"

There were two sheets of paper that I handed out.

"Huh, that's a will. If you die without saying anything, you'll die.

How sad the parents must be.

As a child, I'll leave the last word behind. Don't you think so?"

Noh Hak's face crumpled up like paper trash thrown in the trash can. I'd rather not

I've never heard of it.

The impression was that they were enjoying it teasing them. What a nasty piece of work.

The old school called him an old man, calling him an old man.

"Are you saying it's that dangerous? What's this place called Hwanma-dong? That's the d*mn it.

I'd have to think differently about where."

It was not a beggar's duty to treat things carelessly. The same was true of life.

'I don't know!' replied a nasty reply.

"Then who knows?"The old school was amazing.

"How can I say I know when Nobu has never been in this place? Directly

You'll know when you've been through it. It's none of my business.

Is there a teacher who teaches you questions in advance?"

"No!"

It was a question of where do you dare to get angry at? In fact, nasty is really just a rumor.

I've only encountered it, but I've never experienced it.

There was nothing more to say.

"Then I'll give you three days, and you'll give up the scary one! It also accepts applications for abandonment.

Cowards can give up."

It was a place where only the descendants and disciples of the most prestigious families were carefully selected. How dare you

No one was embarrassed to give up.

They knew. If you give up here, you'll find a family, not in Hwanma-dong.

You'll be hit by your father or master.

That you're going to die. They never want to ruin their reputation.

Because I won't.

"Aftercare is one of the most important things for the living. Limited

He who buys time always thinks after his death.

You have to, so... don't waste your breath!"

And nasty added one more word, as if the children were untrustworthy.

"This may be my last break. Enough for the lives of your men,

And enjoy it slowly."

If it's a joke, it's a pretty nasty joke. The man who makes people angry.

It was an effective word.

He instinctively learns the most effective way to provoke people.

There seemed to be. And a three-day break.

It's been decided that for a very, very unlucky person, it might be the last time to rest.

It was a precious time. In other words, deaths are rare.

It was the same thing as saying that there was a reassurance around, but that there was rare.

Plus, the lockdown for 18 years.

I could fully imagine the dangers involved. To beat the heavens.The danger here at Cheonmu Academy.

That's why I decided to seal it. The seal is now over 18 years old again.

It was about to unravel.

On the bright night of the moon, the wind was blowing lonely.

"Long time no see, thousand!"

"Yes, long time no see, Moyong Hwi! Has it been half a year since we met last time?"

It was a long time ago that Moyong Hwi last visited Wi Jicheon's room. And

There was a long silence.

Moyong Hwi shot Wi Jicheon with an uncharacteristic sharp stare. He's getting more and more

I hated seeing my friend who was becoming more corrupt.

And I was angry.

"Until when are you going to stay like that?'

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"You really don't know? Really?"

Moyong Hwi raised his voice. He had no choice but to be angry with Wi Jicheon as a friend.

There were no guns or examples of what he used to be.

"Let's forget about it and give up."

Moyong Hwi couldn't bring himself to pinpoint the target.

"Hhhhh... I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill him! Such a pest is...