"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 290- When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
At one time, there was a time when Kang Ho heated up with that name.
The eldest son of the Namgung family, who is said to be the best among the Moorim family, and the highest among the later generations.
However, the name faded as famous schools appeared.
In the midst of the immediate crisis, interest in the late index has moved to the top 10 masters in the world.
That's not the end.
As the performance of Namgung-yeon, who was the 10th queen, was highlighted, there was even a tendency to be recognized as the “older brother of the 10th lady.”
Then, he finally applied for the spying team, but was treated like a child and even dropped.
You could call it an endless fall.
That is why he declared war on Paenggakmyeong of Cheongcheon-do and other late exponents of the Paeng clan.
Namgungcheon went outside without even looking back.
This is because they do not want to cause damage to the restaurant owner and other customers eating.
"crazy."
Swearing flowed from the puppet's mouth.
Wouldn't he know if he only took pictures of himself and started a fight?
It could not be seen as sane to provoke all of the late Paengga indexes in the spots.
Pangmando said with a teary face.
“Brother, Namgungcheon insulted all of us. You have to show them.”
Paeng Il-jin also helped.
"you're right. I said with my own mouth that the class is different from ours. This isn't a nonsense. Since he insulted Fanga, he must be held accountable.”
It was not a dance, so it was a voice that said let's go together.
The name of the paenggak did not agonize for long.
First of all, it was a priority to kneel down Namgungcheon.
Isn't it shameful to collaborate with the same late index?
Thousands of words
It was better to win in concert and be criticized than to lose in a one-on-one fight and be humiliated.
“He insulted us all, so we ought to fight together. As Iljin said, it's not about fighting, it's about punishing sinners, so let's go forward confidently.”
Paeng-gak-myeong took the lead after explaining the justification for joint work as if to ask the guests to listen.
As the Paengga exponents went out, the remaining guests rushed to the window.
Paenggakmyeong, Paengmando, Paengiljin, and Paengmiryeo lined up in front of Namgungcheon.
It is an expression of intent to cooperate.
Namgungcheon drew his sword first without asking or questioning.
In an instant, dry saliva flowed down the throat of Paenggakmyeong.
It was because he felt a strange force from him standing with his sword point hanging down on the ground.
No, it was a prayer that surpassed force.
'Was the blue cloud sword that good?'
Despite the overwhelming number of four to one, it somehow feels ominous.
“Namgungcheon! If you apologize for the rude remark... … .”
“That's what I'm going to do. If you don't want to see blood, blame Jean Sozer.”
"gibberish!"
“Brother, there is nothing to talk about at length. Let’s show you the tingling taste.”
Paeng Man-do and Paeng Il-jin threw one word at a time.
Paenggakmyeong knew that the full stage had passed through conversation, and slowly drew the sword.
Sureureung.
Then, as if they had waited, Paengga's later exponents quickly drew their swords.
At some point, the road in front of the spot was blocked.
Both sides of the street were filled with people flocking to see this rare fight.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath.
Her wildly beating heart subsided little by little.
'Admit it. It's a fight against me.'
I wouldn't know if it was one or two, but four was a number beyond my ability.
This is because Paengga is as famous as the Namgung family.
Still, he wasn't afraid.
Rather, she thinks that Jin Seol-ha shed tears because of their persecution, and her blood boils.
Even when she fought in the green forest with Yeonjeokha, she was not so angry.
Namgungcheon sincerely wanted to beat them to pieces.
he must win because it is a fight for Chin Seol-ha, not for the honor of herself and the Namgung family.
'Even if I die, I win.'
His determination shook his will, and his will awaken the god from a dream.
And God condensed Jung and Ki.
Namgungcheon, who was trembling with a shudder, unknowingly created the Changgungdae Yeonsingong.
It was the action of ‘intention prayer’ (meaning, where the mind goes, the qi goes), which he so longed for.
But that was just the beginning.
One after another, his body was penetrated in one breath to ‘Gidohyeoldo (气到血到, where blood goes, blood goes)’ and ‘Hyeoldogyeongdo (血到勁到, where blood goes, strength goes)’.
The walls that had been blocking his way for so many years collapsed in an instant.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly.
“Sseup, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...”
The gong of Changgungdaeyeonsingong roamed the whole body according to his will.
His fingertips and toes, the moment he thought about anywhere, the place was already full of authenticity.
Who said the sword is an extension of the hand!
When he suddenly thought of the sword, the sword body also had gong power.
Woo woo woo-.
A heavy sword flowed from Namgungcheon's sword body.
In front of the sword saying that only a prosecutor who has reached the point of incarnation is possible, the post-Paengga exponents widened their eyes.
In particular, the shock I felt was indescribable.
I believed it was the difference of a piece of paper, but is it the limit of incarnation?
But, consumed with jealousy, he refused to admit the reality.
“Strike!”
Paenggakmyeong's paroxysmal cry made the Paengga late exponents jump forward.
Overwhelmed by the sword, the later exponents of Paengga practiced the Oh-ho-danmundo method from the beginning.
Ohhodanmundobeop is extremely chaebol as it is a dobeop that imitates the movement of a tiger.
Four swords rushed towards Namgungcheon like a storm.
Even if Namgungcheon unexpectedly reached the state of incarnation, it is still in its infancy.
His figure looked precarious, like a leaf fallen in a storm.
But even so, the realm of incarnation is the realm of incarnation.
Chae Chae-chaeng -.
Namgungcheon, who deflected three swords, stamped his feet.
His new weapon shot at Paeng Gak-myeong like an arrow.
Surprised, Paenggakmyeong swung his sword horizontally and cut Namgungcheon.
However, Namgungcheon deflected the mighty sword just by lightly raising the tip of the sword.
And with the handle of the sword, I took a picture of Paeng Gak-myeong's forehead.
tight-.
With a sound of ‘Ah!’, the Bongakmyeong fell backwards.
Soon after, Namgungcheon began to circle around Paeng Man-ho, Paeng Il-jin, and Paeng Mi-ryeo with the Gungon Mujongbo.
Then, one by one, they hit each other on the forehead and knocked them down.
In the end, only Paengmi-ryeo was left.
“Thousand death penalty! Can you stop now!”
Paeng Mi-ryeo would rather die than be beaten and passed out in front of onlookers.
“Didn't I tell you? If you apologize to Jean Sozer, I will forgive you.”
“Is this because of Jean Souza? Are you saying that our Paengga is inferior to Changinmun?”
“I am not interested in Paengga or Changinmun. I did something wrong to Jean Sozer, so please pray to Jean Sozer. Then it will work.”
“Thousand death penalty! No, Brother Chen! You really do too much. That's Pangmi-ryeo.”
Paeng Mi-ryeo looked at Namgungcheon with resentful eyes.
We've known each other for how long, but it's only because of Seolha Jin!
“If anyone, not Paeng Mi-ryeo, has done something wrong to Jin So-je, you should pray.”
“… … .”
Paeng Mi-ryeo, who was staring at Namgung-cheon with a face about to cry, eventually retrieved the sword.
"ha! all right. I apologize. But you will always regret today.”
“That won't happen. When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead.”
“… … .”
Paeng Mi-ryeo secretly let out a sigh.
I was fed up with Namgungcheon who kept fighting back until the end, but for some reason I thought it would be as he said.
This is Namgungcheon, who has been known for his excellent martial arts since he was a teenager.
At the age of thirty-two, he had already reached the point of incarnation.
How could they keep up with the speed twenty or thirty years faster than the disciples of the Seven Pillars!
Pang Mi-ryo walked past his strewn cousins and approached Jin-seol-ha.
“Jean Sozer. sorry. We made a mistake. This will never happen in the future.”
“… … .”
I just kept my mouth shut and listened.
From the time Namgungcheon appeared until now, it was as if he was watching someone else's business.
Paeng Mi-ryo shrugged when Jin Seol-ha didn't say much, then went back to his cousins.
Paenggakmyeong, Pangmando, and Paengiljin woke up in turn.
The three of them quietly left with Paeng Mi-ryeo with a bump the size of a fist on their forehead.
After the fight, the blocked streets were reopened.
Around the time people went back to their daily lives, the riot police hurriedly came running as if they had heard the rumors.
However, seeing the peaceful street, they soon turned their steps.
Namgungcheon approached Jinseolha, who was standing in front of the spot.
As he approached, Jinseolha bowed his head.
I couldn't lift my face because of crying in front of him a moment ago.
Jinseolha, who had been wiggling his fingers for a while, said with a crawling sound.
“… … Why are you so nice to me?”
“This is not a good thing either. Shall I show you what you are really good at?”
"yes?"
I raised my head, wondering what he was talking about.
Namgungcheon said with a serious face.
“I asked if it would be okay to treat Jean Sojeo well.”
“Well, thank you then.”
"All right. Then, starting today, I will do my best with all my might.”
“A little bit of strength… … .”
Jin Seol-ha's face turned red up to her earlobes.
I could tell what he was thinking without even asking.
Being ignored by Paengga's later exponents and winning Namgungcheon's heart, there is no such thing as a blessing .
***
The road leading to Meomuryeon.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was walking shoulder to shoulder with Namgung-yeon, the queen of ten warlords, said.
“I don’t know what Brother Chun is doing. He wanted to go with you.”
“It must be hanging around someone.”
“Who are they?”
“Jean Sozer.”
“Is this the gin saucer I know? Chang In-moon’s disciple at the Jeongju branch?”
"that's right."
“Does your brother like gin sauce?”
"I think so."
“Wow! Why didn't I know?”
The startled Yeonjeokha stuck out his tongue.
Then Gucheonno, who had been following a couple of steps behind, also intervened in old sim.
"Confucius-nim, isn't that kind of dull?"
"what? Did old Sim know?”
“I didn't know, but I'm not as surprised as Confucius. Confucius Namgung should have been generally good to you.”
"It's good that you left your brother behind. I wasn’t the only one disappointed that the spying fell off.”
“Hehe. Confucius Namgung must have been quite surprised that day. The elders of the Chilpamun I was foaming at the mouth saying that. I don’t know the standards of those old people.”
“Honestly, it’s better not to go. What do you like? Go to Pungjisan L. If he hadn't been for the musketeer, even his sister could have fallen. I wouldn't have followed you if it wasn't for my sister."
“Yes, but it would have hurt my ego. I heard that it was not possible because of lack of inaction in front of the warlords.”
“It’s not enough, bitch, how strong Brother Chun is. Yes? sister?"
However, contrary to her expectations, Namgung-yeon said something unexpected.
“It is true that my brother was lacking a bit. It's been at a standstill for the last ten years or so. Since I met you, my brother has improved, but my strength has not.”
“How is your brother? He is still the best among the late exponents.”
“Originally, my older brother's history shouldn't be at the current level. When I was in my teens, the elders fed me ginseng, which was said to be no jae, but that actually became poison.”
“what?”
“Because my internal strength suddenly increased, I neglected the training process. The more you become a master, the more you have to harmonize your spirit and spirit, but in the case of my brother, he is full of spirit and energy, but he is weak. His father said it was because his older brother's personality was too bright. I wondered if God would wake up after Namgung’s family suffered a catastrophe, but it didn’t seem to work.”
"ah!"
I understood the meaning of her words.
It seems that he had a taste for the easy road when he was young and couldn't sharpen his mind like a sword.
"omg! The history of Confucius Namgung seems to be a bit far from Mannyeonsam... … .”
At her words of old sim, Namgungyeon nodded her head.
"that's right. It's still clogged up in her veins. One day, the day will come when you will be able to fully demonstrate your abilities. Someday."
Namgoongyeon's voice was deeply regrettable.
She feels sorry for her only brother, as she is only getting older while rotting away her innate qi.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 290- When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
At one time, there was a time when Kang Ho heated up with that name.
The eldest son of the Namgung family, who is said to be the best among the Moorim family, and the highest among the later generations.
However, the name faded as famous schools appeared.
In the midst of the immediate crisis, interest in the late index has moved to the top 10 masters in the world.
That's not the end.
As the performance of Namgung-yeon, who was the 10th queen, was highlighted, there was even a tendency to be recognized as the “older brother of the 10th lady.”
Then, he finally applied for the spying team, but was treated like a child and even dropped.
You could call it an endless fall.
That is why he declared war on Paenggakmyeong of Cheongcheon-do and other late exponents of the Paeng clan.
Namgungcheon went outside without even looking back.
This is because they do not want to cause damage to the restaurant owner and other customers eating.
"crazy."
Swearing flowed from the puppet's mouth.
Wouldn't he know if he only took pictures of himself and started a fight?
It could not be seen as sane to provoke all of the late Paengga indexes in the spots.
Pangmando said with a teary face.
“Brother, Namgungcheon insulted all of us. You have to show them.”
Paeng Il-jin also helped.
"you're right. I said with my own mouth that the class is different from ours. This isn't a nonsense. Since he insulted Fanga, he must be held accountable.”
It was not a dance, so it was a voice that said let's go together.
The name of the paenggak did not agonize for long.
First of all, it was a priority to kneel down Namgungcheon.
Isn't it shameful to collaborate with the same late index?
Thousands of words
It was better to win in concert and be criticized than to lose in a one-on-one fight and be humiliated.
“He insulted us all, so we ought to fight together. As Iljin said, it's not about fighting, it's about punishing sinners, so let's go forward confidently.”
Paeng-gak-myeong took the lead after explaining the justification for joint work as if to ask the guests to listen.
As the Paengga exponents went out, the remaining guests rushed to the window.
Paenggakmyeong, Paengmando, Paengiljin, and Paengmiryeo lined up in front of Namgungcheon.
It is an expression of intent to cooperate.
Namgungcheon drew his sword first without asking or questioning.
In an instant, dry saliva flowed down the throat of Paenggakmyeong.
It was because he felt a strange force from him standing with his sword point hanging down on the ground.
No, it was a prayer that surpassed force.
'Was the blue cloud sword that good?'
Despite the overwhelming number of four to one, it somehow feels ominous.
“Namgungcheon! If you apologize for the rude remark... … .”
“That's what I'm going to do. If you don't want to see blood, blame Jean Sozer.”
"gibberish!"
“Brother, there is nothing to talk about at length. Let’s show you the tingling taste.”
Paeng Man-do and Paeng Il-jin threw one word at a time.
Paenggakmyeong knew that the full stage had passed through conversation, and slowly drew the sword.
Sureureung.
Then, as if they had waited, Paengga's later exponents quickly drew their swords.
At some point, the road in front of the spot was blocked.
Both sides of the street were filled with people flocking to see this rare fight.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath.
Her wildly beating heart subsided little by little.
'Admit it. It's a fight against me.'
I wouldn't know if it was one or two, but four was a number beyond my ability.
This is because Paengga is as famous as the Namgung family.
Still, he wasn't afraid.
Rather, she thinks that Jin Seol-ha shed tears because of their persecution, and her blood boils.
Even when she fought in the green forest with Yeonjeokha, she was not so angry.
Namgungcheon sincerely wanted to beat them to pieces.
he must win because it is a fight for Chin Seol-ha, not for the honor of herself and the Namgung family.
'Even if I die, I win.'
His determination shook his will, and his will awaken the god from a dream.
And God condensed Jung and Ki.
Namgungcheon, who was trembling with a shudder, unknowingly created the Changgungdae Yeonsingong.
It was the action of ‘intention prayer’ (meaning, where the mind goes, the qi goes), which he so longed for.
But that was just the beginning.
One after another, his body was penetrated in one breath to ‘Gidohyeoldo (气到血到, where blood goes, blood goes)’ and ‘Hyeoldogyeongdo (血到勁到, where blood goes, strength goes)’.
The walls that had been blocking his way for so many years collapsed in an instant.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly.
“Sseup, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...”
The gong of Changgungdaeyeonsingong roamed the whole body according to his will.
His fingertips and toes, the moment he thought about anywhere, the place was already full of authenticity.
Who said the sword is an extension of the hand!
When he suddenly thought of the sword, the sword body also had gong power.
Woo woo woo-.
A heavy sword flowed from Namgungcheon's sword body.
In front of the sword saying that only a prosecutor who has reached the point of incarnation is possible, the post-Paengga exponents widened their eyes.
In particular, the shock I felt was indescribable.
I believed it was the difference of a piece of paper, but is it the limit of incarnation?
But, consumed with jealousy, he refused to admit the reality.
“Strike!”
Paenggakmyeong's paroxysmal cry made the Paengga late exponents jump forward.
Overwhelmed by the sword, the later exponents of Paengga practiced the Oh-ho-danmundo method from the beginning.
Ohhodanmundobeop is extremely chaebol as it is a dobeop that imitates the movement of a tiger.
Four swords rushed towards Namgungcheon like a storm.
Even if Namgungcheon unexpectedly reached the state of incarnation, it is still in its infancy.
His figure looked precarious, like a leaf fallen in a storm.
But even so, the realm of incarnation is the realm of incarnation.
Chae Chae-chaeng -.
Namgungcheon, who deflected three swords, stamped his feet.
His new weapon shot at Paeng Gak-myeong like an arrow.
Surprised, Paenggakmyeong swung his sword horizontally and cut Namgungcheon.
However, Namgungcheon deflected the mighty sword just by lightly raising the tip of the sword.
And with the handle of the sword, I took a picture of Paeng Gak-myeong's forehead.
tight-.
With a sound of ‘Ah!’, the Bongakmyeong fell backwards.
Soon after, Namgungcheon began to circle around Paeng Man-ho, Paeng Il-jin, and Paeng Mi-ryeo with the Gungon Mujongbo.
Then, one by one, they hit each other on the forehead and knocked them down.
In the end, only Paengmi-ryeo was left.
“Thousand death penalty! Can you stop now!”
Paeng Mi-ryeo would rather die than be beaten and passed out in front of onlookers.
“Didn't I tell you? If you apologize to Jean Sozer, I will forgive you.”
“Is this because of Jean Souza? Are you saying that our Paengga is inferior to Changinmun?”
“I am not interested in Paengga or Changinmun. I did something wrong to Jean Sozer, so please pray to Jean Sozer. Then it will work.”
“Thousand death penalty! No, Brother Chen! You really do too much. That's Pangmi-ryeo.”
Paeng Mi-ryeo looked at Namgungcheon with resentful eyes.
We've known each other for how long, but it's only because of Seolha Jin!
“If anyone, not Paeng Mi-ryeo, has done something wrong to Jin So-je, you should pray.”
“… … .”
Paeng Mi-ryeo, who was staring at Namgung-cheon with a face about to cry, eventually retrieved the sword.
"ha! all right. I apologize. But you will always regret today.”
“That won't happen. When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead.”
“… … .”
Paeng Mi-ryeo secretly let out a sigh.
I was fed up with Namgungcheon who kept fighting back until the end, but for some reason I thought it would be as he said.
This is Namgungcheon, who has been known for his excellent martial arts since he was a teenager.
At the age of thirty-two, he had already reached the point of incarnation.
How could they keep up with the speed twenty or thirty years faster than the disciples of the Seven Pillars!
Pang Mi-ryo walked past his strewn cousins and approached Jin-seol-ha.
“Jean Sozer. sorry. We made a mistake. This will never happen in the future.”
“… … .”
I just kept my mouth shut and listened.
From the time Namgungcheon appeared until now, it was as if he was watching someone else's business.
Paeng Mi-ryo shrugged when Jin Seol-ha didn't say much, then went back to his cousins.
Paenggakmyeong, Pangmando, and Paengiljin woke up in turn.
The three of them quietly left with Paeng Mi-ryeo with a bump the size of a fist on their forehead.
After the fight, the blocked streets were reopened.
Around the time people went back to their daily lives, the riot police hurriedly came running as if they had heard the rumors.
However, seeing the peaceful street, they soon turned their steps.
Namgungcheon approached Jinseolha, who was standing in front of the spot.
As he approached, Jinseolha bowed his head.
I couldn't lift my face because of crying in front of him a moment ago.
Jinseolha, who had been wiggling his fingers for a while, said with a crawling sound.
“… … Why are you so nice to me?”
“This is not a good thing either. Shall I show you what you are really good at?”
"yes?"
I raised my head, wondering what he was talking about.
Namgungcheon said with a serious face.
“I asked if it would be okay to treat Jean Sojeo well.”
“Well, thank you then.”
"All right. Then, starting today, I will do my best with all my might.”
“A little bit of strength… … .”
Jin Seol-ha's face turned red up to her earlobes.
I could tell what he was thinking without even asking.
Being ignored by Paengga's later exponents and winning Namgungcheon's heart, there is no such thing as a blessing .
***
The road leading to Meomuryeon.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was walking shoulder to shoulder with Namgung-yeon, the queen of ten warlords, said.
“I don’t know what Brother Chun is doing. He wanted to go with you.”
“It must be hanging around someone.”
“Who are they?”
“Jean Sozer.”
“Is this the gin saucer I know? Chang In-moon’s disciple at the Jeongju branch?”
"that's right."
“Does your brother like gin sauce?”
"I think so."
“Wow! Why didn't I know?”
The startled Yeonjeokha stuck out his tongue.
Then Gucheonno, who had been following a couple of steps behind, also intervened in old sim.
"Confucius-nim, isn't that kind of dull?"
"what? Did old Sim know?”
“I didn't know, but I'm not as surprised as Confucius. Confucius Namgung should have been generally good to you.”
"It's good that you left your brother behind. I wasn’t the only one disappointed that the spying fell off.”
“Hehe. Confucius Namgung must have been quite surprised that day. The elders of the Chilpamun I was foaming at the mouth saying that. I don’t know the standards of those old people.”
“Honestly, it’s better not to go. What do you like? Go to Pungjisan L. If he hadn't been for the musketeer, even his sister could have fallen. I wouldn't have followed you if it wasn't for my sister."
“Yes, but it would have hurt my ego. I heard that it was not possible because of lack of inaction in front of the warlords.”
“It’s not enough, bitch, how strong Brother Chun is. Yes? sister?"
However, contrary to her expectations, Namgung-yeon said something unexpected.
“It is true that my brother was lacking a bit. It's been at a standstill for the last ten years or so. Since I met you, my brother has improved, but my strength has not.”
“How is your brother? He is still the best among the late exponents.”
“Originally, my older brother's history shouldn't be at the current level. When I was in my teens, the elders fed me ginseng, which was said to be no jae, but that actually became poison.”
“what?”
“Because my internal strength suddenly increased, I neglected the training process. The more you become a master, the more you have to harmonize your spirit and spirit, but in the case of my brother, he is full of spirit and energy, but he is weak. His father said it was because his older brother's personality was too bright. I wondered if God would wake up after Namgung’s family suffered a catastrophe, but it didn’t seem to work.”
"ah!"
I understood the meaning of her words.
It seems that he had a taste for the easy road when he was young and couldn't sharpen his mind like a sword.
"omg! The history of Confucius Namgung seems to be a bit far from Mannyeonsam... … .”
At her words of old sim, Namgungyeon nodded her head.
"that's right. It's still clogged up in her veins. One day, the day will come when you will be able to fully demonstrate your abilities. Someday."
Namgoongyeon's voice was deeply regrettable.
She feels sorry for her only brother, as she is only getting older while rotting away her innate qi.
