Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 217:

The final round The opponent I faced in the second round was an older warrior who used a small dagger that did not suit his size.

Woooooo!

As soon as the horn sounded, the warrior who dug into the side extended his dagger and aimed at the side.

Kagagak!

The dagger, which seemed like it would never pierce the skin, was blocked by a membrane of brain energy and was stuck in the air.

I stretched out my left hand and grabbed the collar of the person who was backing away with a puzzled expression.

Quang!

The adult warrior’s new form crashed down harshly in the middle of the stadium.

The warrior, who had coughed up a handful of blood, struggled to get up, but I was not compassionate enough to just watch.

“Bwak.”

As I was looking down at the warrior who had knocked him out by pointing at him with a bow, the elder in charge of the referee announced the result of the match in a voice full of energy.

“victor! Seogon!”

Wow!

Sergon! Sergon! Sergon!

Cheers immediately erupted.

It was a very different reaction from the first match in the finals.

Even though the unidentified monster won a one-sided victory, the audience showed great joy.

‘I don’t think it’s simply because awareness has increased.’

It wasn’t difficult to guess why.

I picked up the dagger that had fallen on the ground and examined it, narrowing my eyes.

The blade’s discoloration turned black, making me think it must have been poisoned.

‘It’s not an ordinary poison.’

When I was visiting the Dangga to receive Cheondokdan, I tried various poisons.

That’s why I knew it intuitively.

Even as someone who has achieved imperviousness to a thousand poisons, I cannot take lightly the poison applied to this dagger.

I thought it might have been dangerous if my skin wasn’t protected by the brain energy membrane.

‘I thought his skills were lacking even though he was a person who advanced to the finals, but maybe he was simply not compatible with me.’

The older warrior was probably from Dokgok.

This may be the reason why the referee did not give a lengthy explanation such as who he was from which tribe when introducing him.

I remember hearing that Dokgok’s assassins were an object of fear for the people of Namman.

It is said that while the people of Central Plains use the expression ‘a tiger comes and snatches’ a child when disciplining a child, the people of Namman use the expression ‘the ghost of a doggok comes and snatches’.

‘In an official competition like this, a warrior from Dokgok has no choice but to become a villain.’

I tore the clothes, wrapped them around the dagger, and kept it in my arms.

I don’t really have a hobby of stealing other people’s things, but since I did hand-to-hand combat in a competition where even killing the opponent was allowed, I thought it would be okay to take home at least one trophy.

‘If you take it to Tang Seo-yeon, you will be able to find out what the poison on the dagger is and how to decipher it.’

* * *

The opponent in the third match of the finals was a warrior belonging to Shi Gongja’s faction.

He announced his withdrawal before the match even started.

Under the pretext of having a severe stomachache.

‘At least I’ll give a plausible reason.’

There were boos from the audience, but he didn’t seem to care much.

He simply left the scene with a relaxed expression, as if his role had been completed.

As I turned my head, the figure of Master Shi, resting his chin on the back of his hand and looking down, came into view.

“…….”

After saying hello with a wink, he left the match venue and headed to the waiting room.

Changin Dojang, who was waiting holding a dry towel, smiled bitterly and withdrew his hand.

“Now I just have to play five more matches.”

“Actually, you could say this is just the beginning.”

“Are you okay? I know the strength of the Sohyeop, but even so, fighting a series of battles with three masters of the Hwagyeong…” “

Strictly speaking, it is not a series of battles.”

“It’s not much different.”

“Come to think of it, Elder Hwangbo said something like that before the Bimu competition was held.”

“……?”

“If you don’t win the competition, I will mercilessly remove you from the position of representative of the delegation.”

“That’s such a burdensome cheer.”

“What should I do? If I lose the position of representative of the delegation here, I will have neither porridge nor rice. “I have no choice but to win somehow.”

“Sometimes I get confused as to whether Sohyeop has a meticulous personality or a reckless personality.”

“How great it would be if things went just as planned. “Sometimes you have to be reckless to get what you want.”

“You sound like an old man who has lived the whole world. “He’s younger than me.”

“He is younger than the seal, but he lived longer.”

“What do you mean?”

“There is such a thing.”

* * *

“Did you join hands with the fourth guy?”

Confucius Wu Jiajin clicked his tongue and stood up, saying ‘Tsk’.

He shifted his gaze to look at the other brothers, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

As I looked at the second and third children with very nervous expressions, I felt pitiful.

“You idiots. “Did you think such shallow tactics would work forever?”

After all, a warrior must prove his worth through force.

In the end, the only person I had to trust was myself.

Since he was not confident in his own martial arts skills, he became obsessed with scheming tactics and was held back in important situations.

“Grand Duke. “You have to go quickly.”

“Know.”

Woo Ga-jin, who responded as if he was annoyed by his subordinate’s handling, left the audience and headed to the match venue.

All the warriors he encountered along the way stared at him with nervous expressions.

“Who are you?”

“I don’t know if you remember, but this person has visited you once before. As the next chieftain of the Horon tribe….”

“You’re a small piece.”

“This is not someone you can look down on. “It is said that he has a reputation as the most skilled person in the tribe’s territory.”

“To say that he is the rising divinity of a certain tribe or that he is an unrivaled powerhouse in the region. “It’s okay to use such useless modifiers.”

Woo Ji-jin responded in a sour tone and took off his outer clothes and handed them over to his subordinate.

The muscular upper body covered in tattoos was fully exposed under the sunlight.

“I’ll be back for a while.”

* * *

‘Anyway, there are no monsters.’

The three middle-aged men who were watching the match frowned.

It wasn’t very pleasant to see a warrior who had worked so hard to recruit being pushed out one-sidedly.

‘I wish I could at least inflict minor injuries.’

Every time the huge curved sword was swung, a violent wind blew.

The floor of the stadium was ruined by the sword energy that poured out.

It was a sight that looked like a monster from a folktale running amok, not a human.

Wow!

Wu Ga-jin charged in with a roar, wielding a curved sword engulfed in strong energy and putting pressure on his opponent.

The warrior, who barely managed to withstand the attack, finally knelt on the ground.

The shattered gauntlet was torn from his hand and fell to the ground.

“Now wait a minute! I surrender…!”

Sigh!

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

A man who helplessly destroys a new model.

The Three Princes stood up from their seats with a shocked expression.

“That crazy guy!”

A swear word suddenly came out.

The next chieftain of the Horon tribe lost his life at the hands of Ugajin.

‘I knew you had the personality to go out on a limb, but.’

I had no idea that things would be done so recklessly.

Even so, what would happen if the next chieftain of a large tribe was murdered?

Reason could not keep up with the unexpected situation.

Hundreds of thoughts ran through my head.

“…….”

At that time, the gaze of the first prince turned towards the direction where the third prince was.

The moment their gazes crossed, the Three Princes felt goosebumps rising all over their bodies.

When I saw my brother looking at me with a wild smile, I felt like a mouse in front of a cat and couldn’t move.

“profit!”

He was glaring at Gongja’s back as he walked out of the stadium at a leisurely pace and grabbed the handrail of the stands tightly.

Kwazizig!

The railing made of hard wood crumbled and debris flew in all directions.

‘Let’s see. older brother.’

* * *

‘That’s amazing.’

As I was watching the match from the stands, I narrowed my eyes and stared at the back of the athlete.

I had some guesses, but seeing it with my own eyes felt completely different.

It was indeed a skill that made him confident of winning.

Confucius’ opponent was clearly a 100-year-old expert.

Even unlike the middle-aged fighter I faced in the first match of the finals, I was in perfect condition.

A man of such skill was brutally murdered after being pushed around one-sidedly.

‘If we win smoothly, we will face Il Gongja in the finals.’

The audience also froze at the shocking result.

However, the reason they were surprised seemed a little different from mine.

If they had simply admired the work’s inaction, cheers would have erupted.

I glanced at the middle-aged man who was ruining the railing.

‘Woo Gyeong-gon.’

The reaction of the three princes was unusual.

The murdered warrior was likely someone he had recruited.

Did you say he was the next chieftain of the Horon tribe?

Although I did not know much about the tribes of the South, I could easily guess that the Horon tribe was a large tribe with an influence that could not be ignored.

It was clear that the elder who played the role of judge gave a lengthy explanation.

‘Certainly Confucius had some leisure. It would have been possible to subdue him without killing him.’

Even the audience clearly recognized it, so what more can I say?

Nevertheless, Confucius Il cut down his opponent mercilessly.

It was an attitude that could not be shown unless it was an attempt to completely quarrel with the Horon tribe.

‘Things are going interestingly.’

It was a lot of fun watching the fight between the brothers.

It was doubtful whether the three princes would tolerate this incident calmly.

‘Because they have received sanctions from the military department, they won’t be able to take action easily.’

Perhaps Confucius One took that into account and provoked Confucius Three?

I hope to spend some time thinking about this and that.

Wow!

The cheers from the crowd disturbed my ears.

Two people who had newly appeared at the competition site stood facing each other with a three-length gap between them.

One was wearing a black robe that was unsuitable for the climate, and the other was wearing colorful clothes made of animal skin.

Woooooo!

The sound of a horn rang out.

As soon as the sound announcing the start of the match rang out, a warrior in fancy clothing kicked the ground.

And then it fell straight to the ground.

“……?”

The audience looked puzzled at the incomprehensible situation.

The man in black, who was looking down at his opponent, quietly left the match site.

The referee, who belatedly realized the situation, declared the victory of the man in black.

At that point, the colorfully dressed warrior was already dead.

‘her… … .’

As I watched the match from beginning to end, I let out a soft exclamation.

It couldn’t be anything other than a truly ghost-like technique.

‘The next match won’t be easy.’