Un Cheol, despite kicking off the air and jumping over his head, didn't look flustered at all.
It was as if he naturally expected to do that much.
And he naturally continued his offensive once again.
'To think he's using what he learned from against .'
The way Un Cheol is facing now is the way I painstakingly taught him over a long period of ti together.
To be honest, Un Cheol is a person who is ambiguous to say has any particularly outstanding strengths in martial arts.
But, conversely, it also ans he has no prominent weaknesses.
It ans he can beco a martial artist who can do everything well depending on the intensity of his training and the degree of his effort, and it also ans he can beco a martial artist who can do nothing.
But I trained him hard.
I hamred him with sincerity, just as a blacksmith tempers iron. (Co to think of it, there were quite a few tis I really hamred him with my fists.)
As a result, Un Cheol blossod dazzlingly. To the point where if I were to pick who is the strongest among our senior brothers, I would hesitate between Un Gwang in my right hand and Un Cheol in my left.
On top of that, the continuous technique he is performing on now.
To fight in this way, the martial artist's strength, internal energy, speed, and stamina must be above a certain level.
It is a fighting style that can be perford when each of those elents is far superior to that of ordinary martial artists, and a perfect harmony is achieved through bone-crushing and blood-spitting ability.
The result is this situation now.
It is an attack as natural as flowing water, to the point where even I cannot easily penetrate its gaps.
'Of course, if you tell to break it with force, I can break it as much as I want...'
To be honest, no matter how outstanding Un Cheol is, he is no match for my internal energy, which has been supplented with various elixirs and even the Great Rebirth Pill.
That's why if I face him with the thought of breaking his sword with all my might, I can defeat him in a short ti, but...
'That's not a duel.'
In the first place, this duel is not a duel I am trying to win.
The purpose is to bring out the abilities of the senior brother I am facing to the maximum, and to induce another stage of growth even during this duel, so there is no need to do so.
And didn't I also gain big and small enlightennts in this tournant?
After that, I dodged and blocked the sword for dozens of exchanges.
The elders and grand-elders who were staring at the duel stage are no longer murmuring.
They are concentrating on our duel.
To be precise, they are concentrating on the discovery of the talent called Un Cheol, which they had not seen properly until now.
Un Cheol is displaying trendous concentration.
He is concentrating only on the duel with , as if only I remain in his world, without caring at all about where this place is, why we are dueling, or whether there are people around.
It's not a bad feeling to be the only one the duel opponent sees. Because I can also receive that sense of imrsion.
As Un Cheol puts more and more energy into his sword as ti goes on, I also counter his sword with a similar force.
Accordingly, the sound of the swords clashing, which naturally fills the duel stage, also begins to grow louder.
At first, it was the sound of iron clashing, but that sound gradually gained a great resonance, and now, every ti the swords et, it's to the point where the sound of a gong rings.
"This duel... is this really the level of a duel that can co from among the third-generation disciples?"
Soone's voice broke the silence that seed to be eternal.
This ti, it was not a voice from among the elders.
The distance was a little further, and since the voice felt a little older, it was clearly a voice from among the grand-elders.
The grand-elders, while watching this martial arts tournant, had been saving face and had hardly done things like saying sothing or cheering like the elders.
But the duel between Un Cheol and finally drew a reaction from the grand-elders for the first ti in this tournant.
"Unbelievable. Isn't this a level of duel that is not often seen even in the duels of the second-generation disciples?"
"Un Cheol? I've never heard that he's soone's disciple, I'll have to look into it."
"I knew Unhwi was a monster, but... Un Cheol was also a hidden dragon...!"
Starting with the words of the first grand-elder, the other grand-elders also began to say a word each.
The elders also seed quite flustered. Because it was the first ti in this tournant that the grand-elders were speaking so actively.
Perhaps because the grand-elders had taken the initiative, this ti, the elders couldn't react at all and just sat there like they were mute.
Even in the midst of that, our duel continued.
In particular, Un Cheol is strongly pushing , using the Hyeoncheon Sword Art, which belongs to the advanced martial arts among the martial arts he knows.
I, feeling his sword art with my whole body, was convinced of one thing.
'It's ti for Un Cheol to learn an advanced sword art.'
After this martial arts tournant is over, I'll have to ask my master or the Sect Leader to pass down advanced martial arts to the Yuyeop Hall as well.
A sharp sword is dangerous even to the person holding it if they are not ready.
Advanced martial arts are just like that. If you learn advanced martial arts when you are not ready, you tend to rely on the martial art rather than developing your own skills.
But if you learn advanced martial arts after sufficiently solidifying your basics and developing your own martial arts skills as you are now, it's like giving wings to a tiger.
Just by learning an advanced martial art, you can beco several stages stronger in an instant.
"Haa-a-ap!"
Un Cheol, who had been keeping his mouth shut until now, began to put a kiai into each and every sword strike he made from so point on.
And so, the duel reached its climax.
Un Cheol was doing his best to pour out everything he could show, and I also had no choice but to face him with a little bit of sincerity, not just going easy on him.
If it were not a duel, but an opponent t on the battlefield.
If it were an opponent with whom I had to have a life-or-death battle, even I would have struggled quite a bit.
Because a martial artist who throws everything they have and cos at you with all their might is extrely tricky.
When we had exchanged about ten more blows like that. Un Cheol's sword broke in half, spun a few tis in the air, and then stuck into the ground outside the duel stage.
Naturally, Un Cheol's and my movents stopped.
It's not that my sword and internal energy were too strong and broke Un Cheol's sword.
It's just that there was a problem with the supply of the enormous internal energy that Un Cheol was injecting into his sword, so my sword's internal energy beca relatively too strong.
Simply put, it ans Un Cheol has poured out all his internal energy.
"Heok, heok, heok..."
As if to prove it, Un Cheol is breathing heavily, and sweat is pouring down like rain.
And yet, his expression is very refreshed.
He looked at the broken sword once, clenched and unclenched his trembling hand, and then bowed his head to and said, "I lost. It was a good duel."
I don't know why Un Cheol used polite language to at this mont, or why he bowed his head to .
But the situation was very natural, and the feeling that I was proud of him filled my heart, and my chest began to swell.
I almost showed tears in front of all these people.
"Senior Brother. You've worked hard."
"What's there to work hard about..."
And the grand-elder declared my victory.
At the sa ti, a trendous cheer poured out.
"The best! I never thought I'd see a duel of this level in a third-generation disciples' martial arts tournant."
"Un Cheol! You beco my disciple. I'll make you the best."
"It is a great fortune for Wudang to have so many talented disciples. The Primordial Lord of Heaven is looking after our Wudang!"
Un Cheol, who had finally grasped the situation, looked around with a flustered expression.
He seed to have forgotten for a mont that he was dueling in a situation where everyone was watching, as he was so focused on throughout the duel.
Soon, as if he had grasped the situation, his expression began to flush a little.
'For Un Cheol, this must be the first ti he's being recognized.'
In fact, the fact that Un Cheol is strong was sothing only I had known until now.
It ans this is the first ti he is showing his skills in front of all the elders and grand-elders.
Moreover, for the first ti he is showing his skills, to receive such a fierce cheer.
As a martial artist, his heart can't help but pound and swell.
Un Cheol, after looking around, searches for soone with his eyes.
Following his gaze, it's the place where our third-generation disciples are sitting.
Soon, his gaze stopped at one place.
'Senior Brother Un Jihak.'
He was looking at none other than Senior Brother Un Jihak at this mont.
His expression seems to be saying this.
'Are you watching, Jihak? Our thoughts were not wrong.'
Un Cheol's small dream.
It is as good as the mont when his small dream of wanting to be recognized within the Wudang Sect just by training at the Yuyeop Hall without becoming a disciple of an elder or grand-elder has co true.
Because with this tournant, Un Cheol will surely receive a much better evaluation than Senior Brother Un Hwang.
"Shall we go down?"
"Let's do that."
My senior brother, after fully enjoying the cheers of the elders and grand-elders, ca down from the duel stage with .
As I went down, I glanced at my senior brother, and his arms were trembling and his legs were staggering.
It seems to prove how sincerely he had poured all his strength into this duel.
"Unhwi-ya."
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
My senior brother looked back at with a hot gaze and said, "Thanks to you, my life has changed. If it weren't for you, a day like today would not have co."
While coming down from the duel stage and returning to our seats, it seems that the things that had happened so far ca to his mind once again.
I let out a chuckle.
Because his tone felt like a person who had finished everything was speaking.
"Senior Brother. We haven't even started properly yet. What are you going to do if you talk as if you've already achieved sothing?"
"That's right. It's just the beginning."
"It will be even more difficult in the future. Because great strength and great expectations are always followed by difficult things."
He nodded his head with a firm expression.
It seems he is not making that expression because he is afraid of the difficult things, but an expression filled with a firm will to overco any difficult things that may co.
"Yes. With you, what is there that we can't do? I will just follow you as I have been doing until now."
And he said no more.
He just chewed on the cheers and praises he had just received, and the resolution he had deeply engraved in his heart again, and was just staring at the duel stage where the duel was held again.
'This is why I like the Wudang Sect.'
I also watched the following duel with a pleasant feeling and smiled deeply.
I'm glad that the sect I can belong to is a sect where we can be there for each other.
I'm glad that it's the most righteous among the righteous sects, and a sect where people who are a little foolish but that much kinder are gathered.
I'm glad that it's a sect full of people who don't envy even if I go ahead alone.
I'm glad that the place where I opened my eyes again was the Wudang Sect.
(End of Chapter)
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