"Thank you, Senior, for greatly broadening my horizons. Please forgive my rudeness."
At Cheongun's attitude, Pyeon Jeoksu said with a swagger.
- How was that? I did well, right?
- Are you okay? Is it okay to use your power like that?
- It's fine for a short while. But I am tired. I feel like I'm losing strength too.
But Pyeon Jeoksu pretended to be calm and said to Cheongun.
"Rudeness? It's fine. More than that, you seem to have been quite surprised."
"It's the first ti I've seen sothing so surprising. Besides, it's the first ti I've t soone who has achieved Reversion to Youth..."
"Then you'll be even more surprised when you learn about this child."
Pyeon Jeoksu smiled faintly and opened his mouth.
"Why do you think I'm by this child's side? It's because he's such an amazing child."
Daoist Master Cheongun and Mugwang just stared at Pyeon Jeoksu's mouth with curious expressions, wondering what he would say.
"Have you perhaps heard of things like the Solar Body or the Taiji Body?"
"Aren't those things that are only passed down in legends?"
Mugwang seed to know nothing, but Cheongun answered as if he had heard of it.
There were such contents in books containing strange stories. A special body that is born with a special energy and can exert enormous abilities. But that's like a dragon or a phoenix. They say it exists, but no one has seen it.
"You are now looking at that legend."
"What? Is that really true?"
Cheongun asked as if he couldn't believe it.
"This child is the one born with the Demonic Dragon Body."
Cheongun was confused. Because it was the first ti he had ever heard of the Demonic Dragon Body. If it weren't for the words of the great senior of Reversion to Youth, he would have scolded him for talking nonsense.
"To be honest, it's the first ti I've heard that such a thing exists."
"I guess so. Since there is almost nothing known about it."
Pyeon Jeoksu continued to speak with a serious face.
"It is said that the Demonic Dragon Body can even kill the king of evil spirits or a dragon."
Pyeon Jeoksu explained how special the Demonic Dragon Body was with a deep frown. He said that if one is born with this body, they can easily awaken to the principles of heaven and earth and learn the principles of martial arts very quickly.
Cheongun listened quietly and then asked cautiously.
"Senior. I'm sorry to say this, but it's not easy to believe. If such a thing really existed, it would have been known in the Martial World, but I have never heard of it."
"I guess so. You probably don't believe it. I didn't believe it at first either."
But he had seen it. The sight of Mok Wigun blowing off the Demon King's head. And also tricking the dragon. So the Demonic Dragon Body wasn't a complete lie.
But Cheongun could only sigh. To be honest, hearing such an unbelievable story made even Pyeon Jeoksu seem suspicious again. At that, Pyeon Jeoksu made a suggestion.
"Then let's try this. Then you'll be able to believe it."
"How?"
"Can't you just spar with this child directly?"
Pyeon Jeoksu said that there would be no end to talking, so he should experience it himself.
"If you see how much this child has achieved, you will be able to understand everything."
As the situation beca more and more strange, Mok Wigun quickly sent a telepathic ssage.
- Hey. Take it easy.
- Why? Do you think you can get away with just being a Reversion to Youth? You have to show sothing too.
Pyeon Jeoksu continued.
- Besides, it's a good chance to check what your current martial arts level is, isn't it?
Mok Wigun glared at Pyeon Jeoksu, but he couldn't do anything. It seed to be a small revenge for having been worked so hard all this ti.
"I'll have a match first. I was also curious about how skilled Young Master Mok is anyway."
It wasn't because he believed in the Demonic Dragon Body. Cheongun decided to have a match because he was curious about Mok Wigun's real skill. Anyway, wasn't the reason he had wanted to keep eting Mok Wigun to check how skilled his martial arts were?
"You said your internal energy level is less than ten years, right?"
"Yes. That's right."
It was just about that much. Because he had made a temporary Dantian again not long ago. Compared to the rising generation of the sa age who usually had thirty years of internal energy, it was a really pathetic level.
"I will not use internal energy at first and then gradually increase it. You use your full power from the beginning."
Mok Wigun thought that since it had co to this, he couldn't avoid the sparring match. And he was also curious about his current level.
He had a rough idea, but wouldn't it be certain to check it for real? Mok Wigun moved to the training ground with the people.
"Alright. Co first."
Daoist Master Cheongun shouted after finishing his preparations. Mok Wigun did not refuse and moved his body.
Their hands and feet clashed and intertwined. Beautiful and elegant attacks and defenses continued. As if they had planned it, they blended together and showed a wonderful scene.
The atmosphere changed after a round of offense and defense, and after catching their breath for a mont. Mok Wigun's movents beca strange.
A sticky feeling was added to the soft movents so far. His hand pulled and wrapped around Daoist Master Cheongun's hand, and his feet skillfully interfered with the opponent's movents. Daoist Master Cheongun, slightly flustered. Then Mok Wigun pulled the opponent close to his body and then pushed him away with a 'thud'.
"Ugh!"
The bounced Daoist Master Cheongun staggered and almost fell.
'No. What kind of disgrace is this.'
Daoist Master Cheongun's face turned red. Even though he hadn't used internal energy, his opponent was only of coming-of-age. But to be caught by the opponent's technique and almost fall. If he had really fallen, he wouldn't have been able to show his face.
"Ahem. Excellent. Then I will also use a little of my internal energy."
Cheongun drew up ten years of internal energy. It was in consideration of Mok Wigun's internal energy being at that level. But there was sothing Cheongun still didn't know. The fact that Mok Wigun was barely using any internal energy.
"Ugh!"
He used ten years of internal energy, but the result was the sa. Cheongun, who was bounced again, looked around without realizing it in his bewildernt. Pyeon Jeoksu had a look of 'of course', and Mugwang's mouth was wide open in surprise.
What in the world is this? He couldn't even be sure what the opponent's technique was. When he got close to Mok Wigun, strangely, he couldn't move as he intended. Then, when he ca to his senses, wasn't he bounced out by his own montum?
'No. What in the world is this technique?'
It was a technique he had never seen before. In fact, the reason he had wanted to spar was to see how much potential for future developnt there was. He had also thought of giving so guidance after a while.
But guidance was not the problem. At this rate, he was about to be defeated in a disgraceful manner.
'Let's raise the internal energy a little more.'
Cheongun drew up twenty years of internal energy. And he fought with Mok Wigun again. A slightly more fierce battle unfolded.
"Hah. What am I seeing right now?"
Mugwang clicked his tongue and shook his head. Is Cheongun an ordinary person? He is a master with an excellent understanding of martial arts and exquisite forms. But he was losing to a brat nad Mok Wigun.
"No. Does it make sense to be beaten like this by a guy with almost no internal energy?"
Mugwang couldn't believe his eyes.
Cheongun, who was facing him, felt even more like he was going to die. He tried to shake off his opponent and switch to the offensive, but it didn't go as he wanted. It was like the feeling of Sun Wukong in the palm of the Buddha's hand.
The shock was even greater because he was sincerely doing his best. He had also raised his internal energy to twenty years. Nevertheless, the signs of defeat were strong, so he was going crazy.
'Let's raise it a little more.'
Thirty years of internal energy. And the duel that followed. He thought he could overwhelm Mok Wigun with this much. But Cheongun imdiately realized that his thoughts were wrong.
'Hah. Is this really reality? Am I dreaming?'
Even after using thirty years of internal energy, he couldn't gain the upper hand. No. To be frank, it could still be said that Mok Wigun had the advantage. His skill was truly exquisite.
'How can he receive and wield my internal energy like this?'
His opponent was using his own internal energy. So no matter how he attacked, it was ineffective. Rather, that force returned to him. Cheongun made up his mind.
"Be careful. I'm going to raise my internal energy a little more."
Forty years of internal energy. His own internal energy was one cycle, that is, sixty years, so he was using more than half of his internal energy. A shaful thing to do against a junior who was so far below him. But he was curious. How much internal energy Mok Wigun's skill could handle.
The atmosphere changed completely. Cheongun's movents beca much faster, and the power in his attacks was incomparable to before.
'To think I can only gain a slight advantage now.'
Mok Wigun couldn't handle all the attacks. Only then did the frustration ease a little, and he was able to find so composure. Cheongun attacked for a while and then stopped his hand.
"Let's stop. It seems unnecessary to exchange any more blows."
Cheongun looked at the sky and laughed hollowly. Because he felt how arrogant he had been, thinking he knew a thing or two about martial arts. To think he was a master of the world when he was losing to that young Mok Wigun.
He looked at Pyeon Jeoksu and asked.
"Is this what you were talking about?"
"Yes. How was it, experiencing it? Do you think this is possible at the age of twenty?"
Cheongun shook his head. He understood after experiencing it. This was sothing that even children called geniuses or prodigies couldn't do. In the first place, he wondered if Mok Wigun was even human.
"Haha."
The sky was clear and blue. The floating clouds looked like soft cotton. In Cheongun's eyes, Mok Wigun's movents were drawn above them.
Cheongun stood there, lost in thought. He was retracing his duel with Mok Wigun. How he had deflected the attacks. How his hands and feet had moved, and what aning it had.
"Oh no."
Mugwang was approaching Cheongun but suddenly turned his back and put his index finger to his lips. It was because he realized that a mont of important enlightennt had co to Cheongun.
Pyeon Jeoksu and Mok Wigun also knew that and carefully moved out of the way. And they prevented anyone from approaching the training ground. Not to ntion making sure there was no loud noise in the annex.
Cheongun stood there all night. And only after dawn broke and the sun had been up for a long ti did he lift his head and move. His face was full of a smile.
* * *
Mok Wigun and Pyeon Jeoksu were heading to the place where the Light Wind Unit mbers lived. But the two of them were carrying large packs on their backs.
"Hey. Do we really have to carry this?"
"Stop nagging and just hurry up."
The two of them were walking towards the village where the Light Wind Unit mbers lived in the distance, carrying large packs.
"I wonder if that guy Cheongun has woken up."
"He probably has by now."
Pyeon Jeoksu grinned and muttered.
"I'll have to bring him over later and ask. I was curious about the process of gaining enlightennt."
"Take it easy. You'll be suspected if you do that."
"Why? A great senior who has achieved Reversion to Youth can ask. And that guy Cheongun is a diligent fellow, so he can't do anything to his superiors."
Pyeon Jeoksu said he would organize it well and try it on Mugwang later.
"Am I going to beco an enlightennt expert at this rate?"
Mok Wigun shook his head. He was really an unstoppable fellow.
More than that, the village where the Light Wind Unit people lived in the distance was on his mind. Because it looked so shabby and poor. He knew well what that kind of life was like. Mok Wigun put strength in his legs and quickened his pace.
(End of Chapter)
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