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-The moment the sword shatters.
Cheol-sun-jik could not take his eyes off the screen even as his body was flying through the air.
He is clearly a disciple of the Taeeul Sect who uses the Swift Sword and the Illusion Sword.
However, the Blue Bamboo Sword Technique of the Jukhyeonbang unfolded from his hands.
“How….”
Jin So-un, looking completely exhausted, twisted the corners of his mouth into a smile.
Did you forget that I have a good memory?
“No matter what…”
Moreover, the Blue Bamboo Sword Technique he used was his own.
And it was a sword technique that he had built up layer upon layer over countless years, yet Jin So-un replicated the method exactly the same way just by watching it.
Then, he casually says it.
Just as you have your own way of fighting, I have my own way of fighting.
“under……!”
As the immense surprise subsides, a wave of resentment washes over me.
In the end, it was his own defeat.
My plan, which was certain of victory, failed, and his plan, which was certain of defeat, won.
As I grasp the reality, a surge of resentment wells up inside me.
Why did we lose?
Cheol-sun-jik’s gaze turns toward the figures standing near Jin So-un.
Comrades who faithfully followed the insane operational order to charge into the heart of the enemy lines.
He looked as if he were injured somewhere or was barely standing, as if he were about to collapse.
If it had been others, they would have given up on evaluating it long ago, but no one let go of their weapons.
On the other hand, most of the personnel in his unit, Baeksan, are standing perfectly fine.
It means that there are that few people who properly participated in his operation.
“How can there be such a difference?”
“…….”
Cheol-sun-jik’s gaze turns toward Nam Hwa-seong.
Nam Hwa-seong turns his head at that resentful gaze.
Cheol-sun-jik gritted his teeth and repeated himself.
“Why are you guys able to be of one mind?”
Jin So-un and I are not that different.
A humble background, a brilliant mind, and even the will not to yield to pressure.
It is an existence that struggles to climb upwards from an equally low place.
Nevertheless, his comrades were not afraid to jump into the jaws of death with him.
Even the daughter of the Cheolgeommun, the enemy of the Taeeulmun, the precious youngest daughter of the Namgung family, and the disciple of the Samwonmun, a rival in the Jeongsi.
I absolutely couldn’t understand it.
“Why are you the only ones showing this kind of behavior!”
Share profits and create a common enemy.
There was clearly no difference between what Jin So-un and he did, yet it produced different results.
He never resented the fact that Heaven had made him born in the same generation as Yong So-ah and Il-myeong, Dang Seo-hui.
Because I thought of them as beings with different weapons from the start.
However, the greatest resentment was harbored in making him live as the same generation as Jin So-un.
Because he felt like a wall that could never be overcome.
“Answer me! Jin So-un! Why is there such a difference!”
Despite his desperate struggle, Jin So-un simply rises from his seat as if he has nothing to say.
“Why…… why…….”
Eventually, tears drip down from Cheol-sun-jik’s eyes.
He, who had never once cried out of resentment, bursts into tears at the frustration he faces for the first time.
And then.
“……
Not yet… it’s not over yet. My dear fallen…
Cheol Hyeon-jik, who had collapsed unconscious, stood up leaning on his sword.
“older brother…….”
Cheol Hyeon-jik staggers toward Jin So-un, holding a sword with trembling arms.
I, ……
I will complete your plan.
“older brother……!”
Cheol Hyeon-jik barely runs out, dragging the blade along the ground as if he didn’t even have the strength to hold his sword.
Puff puff puff puff!
Cheol Hyeon-jik loses consciousness and collapses once again at a single move.
“older brother!!!”
Jin So-un speaks to Cheol Sun-jik, who was staring blankly at the scene.
Here is someone who follows your will.
“Think carefully about the difference between your brother and the Twelve Peaks. Then the reason for this defeat in battle will become clear.”
After finishing his words, Jin So-un turns around without hesitation.
Before he knew it, a flag was in his hand, and it was lifted effortlessly into the sky.
Soon, the Red Army flag was planted in the White Army’s position.
“Waaah!”
“Wowww! I won!”
We captured the White Army position!
While watching the few remaining people burst into cheers, Cheol-sun-jik spoke with a stern expression.
“But this is the end for you, too.”
“Didn’t your unit already suffer complete losses while occupying the White Army position?”
Cheol Sun-jik looked around at Jin So-un’s people and scoffed.
“As you said, perhaps there is something different between you and me. But… even so, my plan ultimately succeeded. Because the two of you in the delegation—Seong Mo-ran and Lee Geum-pyo—will eventually be left behind.”
He raises his hand, wounded by a sword shard, and continues speaking.
“Watch. The Qing army, having preserved its forces while merely observing the battlefield, will soon strike and achieve final victory by taking advantage of the situation.”
“In the end, you couldn’t get over the wall that is me. Hahaha!”
Jin So-un shrugs his shoulders as he looks at the Qing army that Cheol Sun-jik pointed to.
That’s good.
“huh?”
Jin So-un chuckled and gestured forward.
Look closely.
Cheol-sun-jik stopped forcing a smile.
Because the way he spoke made it sound like he was stating the obvious.
How high we climb.
His colleagues started moving so naturally.
Cheol Sun-jik’s head also turns, following Jin So-un’s gaze.
His few remaining soldiers, like fragments of a sword, began to move one by one.
Those who are already exhausted from the fierce battle, to the point where it wouldn’t be surprising if they collapsed at any moment.
Such people began to gather around Jin So-un as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Cheol Sun-jik couldn’t take his eyes off him. “Are you okay?”
Geumpyo’s face contorted violently.
A look that said, “Does that make sense?”
I feel like I’m going to die.
I feel the same way.
Phew, a sigh escaped my lips involuntarily. I really can’t stand this… no, why would I even try to hold back in the first place…?
puck.
I smacked Geumpyo on the back of the head.
“I wonder why you got three ‘Mu’ evaluations!”
As Geumpyo, having been struck, bowed his head like a sinner, Seongmoran, standing on the opposite side, reacted sharply.
“Young Master Jin, are you saying that for me to hear?”
I answered politely.
Of course.
Seongmo-ran stiffened her expression as if she were hurt.
I looked back at the Virgin Mary and the golden marker and spoke firmly.
“I absolutely have no intention of seeing the two of them get kicked out. So we absolutely cannot lose this time.”
At this, Seongmoran’s expression softens slightly, and she nods.
“But the opponent is… no, not quite. It’s just a moment.”
The best strategy from the start was to conserve strength while the Blue and White armies fought, and then have the Red army deal with the Blue army after they had defeated the White army but were completely exhausted.
However, coincidentally, it turned out this way.
“It was a situation so bad I wondered if it could really be this bad. Anyway, I knew that rogue monk would grab my trouser leg someday.” I turned to the remaining unit members one by one and asked in a low voice.
“But even so, we can’t just back down meekly, can we?”
Soon, the instructors begin waving red flags.
A signal that the evaluation is nearing its end.
Both the Blue Army and the remaining Red Army now have no choice but to engage in an all-out war.
I readjusted my grip on the sword once again.
Prepare for the medical checkup.
“four!”
The unit members move swiftly at my command.
It’s insignificant, but this is the only thing I can do right now.
“Forget the idea that the enemy is the Nine Great Sects or the Shaolin Temple. They are just an enemy.”
“Young Master Jin, don’t you know that when you tell someone not to think about something, they think about it even more?”
“Anyway, just delete it. That’s the only way.”
If you’re told to do it, just do it.
You shouldn’t overthink things on the battlefield.
“Survival or attack. You must focus on just one thing. I, as the commander, will think and decide the rest, so simply follow my instructions.”
“Are you telling me to trust only Young Master Jin in this situation?”
Then is there another way?
Seong Moran hesitates for a moment, then shakes her head.
“No. Instead, if I fall behind, put me in Young Master Jin’s unit when I join the Murim Alliance as a low-ranking warrior later. I don’t want to take orders from other guys.”
I promise.
The Qing troops who had first approached the Red Army also stopped as the battle between the White Army and the Red Army intensified.
While the White and Red armies were fighting fiercely, the number of Qing troops, having sorted out their ranks and preserved most of their personnel, had not changed significantly from the beginning.
Amitabha Buddha.
Soon, leading a force that appeared to be at least ten times our size, the clock struck.
Sure enough, that damn bald guy seems to have become the leader of the Qing army.
Well, in a way, isn’t that obvious?
“Hey, isn’t someone studying the Buddha being a bit too sneaky?”
Il-gak smiles brightly as if my words hadn’t taken any hit to him.
“The Buddha said that if I establish myself properly, the wicked will fall away on their own.”
Anyway, look at that greased tongue. I wonder if he’s secretly eating meat somewhere.
“Wasn’t it too petty in the beginning to be considered that way?”
“The Buddha said, ‘One who has covered the evil karma he has committed with good karma will illuminate the world like the moon breaking through the clouds.’ Since I have already covered my evil karma with good karma, it can be said that I have become a new person.”
Well, it’s easy to become a new person.
Ilgak smiles and subtly asks me.
“Mr. Jin, you look very exhausted. Why don’t you give up?”
“Then stop… No, Venerable Monk, couldn’t you, with the Buddha’s compassion, give up for the sake of those who are falling behind here?”
“That is not the Buddha’s true will. Namo Amitabha.”
If I had known this would happen, I should have memorized some Buddhist scriptures.
Then couldn’t that bald guy have hesitated and backed away?
“I don’t like it. I guess that’s why I’m not a disciple of Buddhism.”
“There is a Buddha within the heart of Donor Jin as well, so you do not need to worry. Furthermore, the Black Maitreya…….”
Ah, come on!!!!
Ahem.
Ilgak clears his throat and asks me again.
“Are you really going to continue?”
There was a saying like that in the Buddha’s teachings, wasn’t there?
I drew the Black Dragon Sword and continued speaking.
Make yourself the lamp, not anyone else.
Ilgak smiles at my words.
“See? As expected, there is a Buddha in the heart of Master Jin, too.”
I also smiled back at him.
“Let’s see whose side the Buddha takes!”
This time, instead of Nam Hwa-seong, I stood at the very front with Geum-pyo. Cheol-sun-jik did not take his eyes off the front for even a single moment.
It was partly because I had reached my physical limits and could not move, but more than that, it was because I wanted to engrave Jin So-woon’s final moments in my mind.
You will also fail.
Just like I did.
Cheol-sun-jik barely managed to hold onto his exhausted body.
From the start, the Qing army’s final victory was not important in his operation.
Because the only goal was to eliminate Jin So-un and his squad members.
Rather, according to the plan in his head, it was only right that the White Army should also be defeated by the Blue Army after eliminating Jin So-un.
So, you too, Jin So-un.
“It will surely…… fail…….”
While repeating the same words, the Blue Army and the Red Army clashed.
The tenfold difference in personnel eventually leads to the formation of a siege.
A siege quickly exhausts people and eventually leads to extinction.
“Surely…… surely…….”
But why is that? Jin So-un’s unit does not fall easily.
The screening they are conducting is the White Tiger Screening, which every student at the academy knows about.
There is nothing particularly special about it given that my internal energy has been completely depleted, but I am stubbornly holding on.
“how…….”
No, it’s a little different.
The current checkup looked a little different from the Baekho checkup he knew.
They fill each other’s gaps, create moments for counterattacks, and shake up their opponent.
It remains faithful to the effects of basic formations, as if it were created from the outset for imperfect humans to complement each other.
“her…….”
Neither the fist and foot techniques of the Shaolin Temple nor the martial arts of the Nine Great Sects are effective against it.
The personnel waiting at Cheongsan could not bear the urgency and began to climb Baeksan one by one.
The number of Qing troops surrounding Jin So-un is gradually increasing.
“I can’t believe it…….”
However, on the other hand, I also had doubts.
Victory is a distant prospect for Jin So-woon anyway.
Not only can they not reach the Qing army’s position with such a small number of troops, but they also cannot break through the Qing forces that have now established a siege.
Nevertheless, Jin So-un and his unit members are stubbornly continuing a fight that is clearly doomed to fail.
As if they could win.
That can’t be true.
The Qing troops, including Ilgak, strike even more fiercely as if they have no mercy.
Finally, a member of Jin So-un’s unit collapsed, and Geomjin staggered.
Although they are resisting with all their might, the examination, once disrupted, could not be properly restored.
Flap, flap!
The instructors wave black flags.
A signal that the evaluation is nearing completion.
Seeing this, the Qing troops also began to push even harder to see the end.
Cheol-sun-jik’s lips twist upward.
“Yes, this is it. This is their power.”
Although his operation had failed, he felt that it could be seen as a half-success.
Jin So-un was already completely exhausted, and most of his troops had also been torn apart and scattered far and wide.
As expected, Jin So-un also failed, just as he had.
Just as I was satisfied with that and about to mock him, Cheol Sun-jik’s eyes began to move rapidly. “They’re gone. They’re gone!” Some of Jin So-woon’s squad members were nowhere to be seen.
Wondering if it might have been eliminated on the way, I scanned the entire Baeksan Mountain, but it was nowhere to be seen.
at that time.
Twenty people run up to Cheongsan like crazy.
“Hey, stop it!”
“Aaaargh!”
“Get out of the way, you bastards!”
Do not stop, do not fight.
Only forward, running forward.
He abandons his fallen comrades, refuses to fight even when an enemy’s fist flies at him, and dodges the enemy as well, running toward the summit of Seizan.
And ‘uh-oh
– Before anyone could say ‘Oh!’, fewer than ten people planted a flag at Cheongsan’s position.
“Waaaaaaah!”
“Waaaaaaah!”
Cheers were heard from the distant Cheongsan.
About ten Red Army soldiers, including Yi Eun-ho and Yelu Ke, planted a red flag in the Cheongsan camp.
Judging by the dejected expressions on the faces of the Qing soldiers guarding the position, it seemed they had not anticipated a surprise attack by the Red Army.
Cheol-sun-jik trembled as if struck by lightning. ‘Did he have no regard for defeat from the very beginning?’ Otherwise, how could he even think of pulling personnel out to form a surprise attack unit in the midst of such a disadvantage?
Cheol-sun-jik turned his head and looked at Tae-san, who had once again inflicted a sense of defeat upon him.
Hanging onto Ilgak’s shoulder, his mouth agape in a daze.
“Smack……! Ugh, so salty!! *Spits*!”… …
Jin So-un, who unhesitatingly commits the sacrilegious act of biting the gleaming head of a monk.
“Just… you….”
Feeling even more devastated than when I saw Yong So-ah, I could not take my eyes off him for a single moment.
It is a snow tree.
Severe winter
May your body be in good health
Did you do it?
It is already Im-in
The year has come to an end.
The story of Jin So-un, which I had been preparing since last year, was revealed for the first time this year, and I have received undeserved love from many martial artists throughout the year.
I would like to take this opportunity to thank you once again.
It would have been difficult to get this far without the consultation of the great heroes.
Jin So-un will also rise again, thinking of the great heroes, even amidst the persecution from the bastards of the Jianghu… no, the rivals of the Jianghu.
There is still much of Jin So-un’s story left to tell.
Please continue to cheer for Jin So-woon as he races through the martial arts world.
I wonder what kind of sorcery the northern barbarians have cast; this winter seems harsher than ever.
Please do not neglect physical training and internal energy cultivation, and be sure to take the precious spiritual pills.
For justice to prevail in the martial arts world, the health of the great heroes is of the utmost importance.
Then, wrap up the year well, Gye-myo.
I will see you with a bright face in the New Year.
I wish you a very Happy New Year!
