Regressor’s Life After Retirement

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[Murim Competition (1)]

Hanam land since ancient times was the center of the martial arts faction.

Many martial arts schools and sects were born here, and most of the masters who dominated the era left legend-like anecdotes in this area.

-A cilantro that is not recognized in Hanam is not a true cilantro.

Since such stories were widely circulated, the clans and warriors who settled in Hanam were very proud.

“Stand in line and wait your turn! “I will not forgive anyone who causes trouble!”

Gaebong, the largest city in Hanam and where the Murim League headquarters is located. This place has recently become crowded with numerous warriors from all over.

Soldiers trying to enter the opening had to be inspected by warriors with bright eyes.

Soldiers with the symbol of the Murim Alliance on their shoulders.

They were warriors dispatched directly by the Murim Alliance in preparation for the Murim Tournament, which was only a few days away.

“Tell me your affiliation and name.”

The Murimmaeng warrior’s tone of voice was quite authoritative. Therefore, the man who was asked that question answered a little bluntly.

“This is Wang Cheol-ho from Wangjiajang, Guizhou.”

The Murim Alliance warrior wrote down the name on a document and asked again.

“Guiju Wangjiajang… do you have a nickname?”

“Of course. “In Gwiju, it is called ‘Georyeokpaedo.’”

The large man turned his back and gave a glimpse of his sword. It seemed like he wanted to let us know that his skills were formidable.

However, the warrior of the Murim Alliance did not pay any attention to that appearance. This was inevitable when dealing with hundreds of kids from all over the country every day.

“What is the purpose of coming here? “Simple sightseeing?”

At that question, Wang Cheol-ho, a powerful gangster from Gwiju, frowned as if he was displeased.

“I came to participate in the Yongbongbi dance! “You will get tired of hearing my nickname from now on, so remember it well!”

“hmm. “I see.”

The Murim Alliance warrior nodded roughly. He quickly filled out the pass without even looking at the other person.

That sight enraged the powerful gangsters who were in a state of turmoil in their hometown.

“No matter how high the authority of the Murim Alliance is! “Are you insulting me for being a low-ranking warrior?”

The strong hand of the sword tightly grasped the handle of the sword.

At that moment, the Murim warrior’s eyes turned cold.

“…If you elect that province, your nickname will change sooner or later. “I will lose my right arm, so I might end up becoming a leftist.”

It seemed like a joke, but it wasn’t a joke. At the same time, the warrior revealed his deep murderous spirit.

Creepy.

The powerful gangster from Guizhou was completely frozen by the fearful death he had experienced for the first time in his life.

‘I’m barely a low-ranking warrior of the Murim League…’

That’s what I thought, but I didn’t have the confidence to dare swing the sword at my opponent.

Cheongwoon, deputy head of Biryongdang, who was directly subordinate to the warrior leader of the Murim Alliance, looked at the scene coldly for a moment and said.

“I apologize if you were offended by what I said just now. “I guess I spoke bluntly because I had a lot of work to do.”

“…I too have said too much.”

Thanks to this, Wang Cheol-ho, who was barely able to save his face, withdrew from the province.

Qingyun just handed him the completed permit.

“Take it. You must present this when inspected at the police station. So you must never lose it.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Cheongwoon said with a grin to Wang Cheolho, who still looked nervous.

“I hope there will be good results in Yongbongbimu. I’m also participating, so if we’re in a relationship, we might be able to meet again on the off stage. Please take care of me then.”

For a moment, the Geolyekpaedo looked like he had chewed shit. He barely muttered, “Please take care of me…” and entered the city.

A fellow warrior from the Murim Alliance who was watching the whole thing from the side said something to Cheongun.

“Look at you, Cheongwoon. Isn’t that too harsh on a kid who came from far away? “What if I pack my bags and can’t participate in the competition?”

“If a martial arts person can only survive at this level, will he be able to participate in the coming war against the Demon Cult?”

There were times when it was necessary to take somewhat drastic measures to deal with the rough warriors.

If the warriors of the Murim Alliance look weak, the warriors who flock to the opening are more likely to act like anha warriors.

Therefore, the Murim League deployed its elites to maintain security in the city. They were never low-level warriors.

‘I hope my shift comes quickly. ‘I don’t have time to rest these days due to the preparations for the martial arts competition…’

Cheongwoon yawned and counted the remaining working hours.

I saw four people in shabby clothes approaching from afar.

‘This is another unusual combination.’

Two old people and two young people.

One of the old men had long bones and looked like a skilled warrior at a glance, while the other old man looked frail and did not have much time left to live.

The young men next to him were also quite unique.

His behavior was a little better than that of a beggar, and he was walking with a tired pace, wearing a cheap iron sword at his waist.

Cheongun looked at the two young men approaching and assessed their martial arts level.

‘The short, handsome young man seems to have a solid foundation. ‘Did the tall man… learn martial arts?’

As they approached, Cheongwoon took out a document and spoke matter-of-factly.

“Tell me where you’re from and your name.”

The young man who assessed that Cheongwoon seemed to know little about martial arts opened his mouth.

“I am a landlord from Baekjiammun in Guangdong. “These people are all in my group.”

“Do you have a nickname?”

“The nickname is…”

Daein postponed his answer for a moment. I felt embarrassed and wondered if I had to say this myself.

“Why can’t you speak?”

Namgung-hyeon, who was next to him, confidently spoke on Daein’s behalf.

“Recently, it has been called the double sword of chivalry.”

At that moment, everyone around me said, “Fu-huh.” And a laugh broke out.

‘Did you hear? They say it’s a chivalrous pair of swords.’

‘Do they still use such childish words in their byeol-ho these days?’

‘Looking at their behavior, it looks like they came from somewhere in the countryside.’

Cheongwoon frowned and looked around at the whispering warriors. Then the warriors’ laughter quickly stopped.

‘Tsk. ‘The people called Jeongpain…’

Cheongwoon asked, writing down their origins and names on the document.

“Dual swords of chivalry. “Do you all have nicknames?”

“Not yet.”

This time, Namgoonghyun answered. She looked quite excited after arriving at the opening.

“What is the purpose of coming to the opening? Do you plan to participate in the Yongbongbi dance?”

Cheongwoon wanted to stop him from doing that if possible. This was because both of them seemed weak in martial arts.

Fortunately, the great man shook his head.

“It’s just a tour.”

“What about the two old people behind you?”

“Same.”

The procedure was over quickly. Cheongwoon said as he handed the pass to Daein.

“Be careful. “The government is paying attention, but with so many unmanned people wandering around the city these days, you could get caught up in an accident.”

“hmm. “Thank you.”

The great man nodded and entered the city. Namgunghyeon and the two old men followed behind him.

Cheongwoon stared blankly at the back of the great man entering the city.

He chuckled.

“In this day and age, he is a chivalrous man… He is a man who knows romance.”

Shaman sleeping dragon Cheongun.

He was also a young man who knew romance.

***

“That guy. “It seemed quite useful.”

The great man knew at once who the ‘guy’ the Manbak Nogee was talking about was.

“Are you talking about the guy who gave us a pass earlier?”

“Cluck. okay. “It was like seeing myself in my younger days, as he had a lot of martial arts skills and a handsome face.”

It was only half-joking, but it was rare to see an old man praising someone like that.

Daein asked quietly.

“How do you compare to me?”

“With your face? “You can’t even tell that guy for ten seconds.”

After entering the city, Manbaknogoe told the group to go first, saying that he had some business to attend to separately.

“You go first and grab a cup of tea. “I will find it on my own.”

Without hearing an answer, Manbaknogoe used a divine method. His appearance disappeared like a mirage.

“Anyway, Hong Gil-dong is the only one.”

The great man grumbled slightly and looked around.

If I didn’t find a place to stay quickly, I felt like I would have to sleep outside in the city.

As such, the city was crowded with a huge number of people. Most of the crowd were warriors carrying weapons.

The great man stuck out his tongue at the sight. He said to Old Man Jin.

“Do you think the martial arts competition is very popular?”

The entire city was so hot from the heat emitted by the warriors.

Old Man Jin said.

“The martial arts competition is held periodically, but… this is my first time seeing so many martial artists gathered in one place. That means that this year’s Moorim Competition is special.”

Old Man Jin slowly looked around with a wistful expression, as if recalling old memories.

“Is it because of the war between demons and demons that might start soon?”

Namgoong-hyeon said as he looked around, captivated by the scenery of a big city he was seeing for the first time.

Old Man Jin nodded.

“This is the first political war in nearly 100 years that may occur again… All warriors who want to make a name for themselves will gather here.”

This martial arts competition hosted by the Murim Alliance was that special.

Although I wasn’t really interested in it.

‘I just need to grab the Changcheon Shingeom and leave here.’

After a while, the group managed to find an empty guesthouse on the outskirts of the city.

For the first time in a long time, they washed like humans. Then he came down to the guesthouse and ordered a lot of food.

The owner of the inn, who was worried that he might have been wrongly enlisted by a group of martial arts people who had no money, looked at the gold coin presented by the master and quickly provided a service that he had not even ordered.

“Oops. “I’ll live a little longer now.”

After eating a large meal, the man burped and relaxedly leaned back in his chair.

However, the expressions of Old Man Jin and Nam Gung Hyeon did not seem very bright.

Old Man Jin put down his chopsticks and said with a worried face.

“you. What to do now? Are you planning to stick to your original plan?”

The reason they came to the Murim Alliance.

It was to return the Changcheonshingeom kept by the Murimmaeng in the name of Geomwangmun.

And in order to do that, Namgoonghyeon first had to reveal his identity to the Murim Alliance.

The problem was that the enemy was inside the Murim Alliance.

“…The opponent is the Five Generations. “If we reveal our identities hastily, it will be dangerous.”

They attacked the headquarters of the Dark Blood Group in Liaoning and obtained a number of documents hidden there related to the Geomwangmun bloodshed from 15 years ago.

There was one thing I learned for sure.

‘The Five Great Families intervened in what happened that day.’

The name Odaese, which forms a major axis of the political faction along with the Gu-Fail-Il-Bang.

Among them, there was evidence that at least the Moyong family and the Namgung family were involved in the Geomhwangmun blood feud.

It was a situation. It wasn’t perfect evidence.

Old Man Jin gritted his teeth and spoke.

“I would like to report them, but…”

It is impossible.

Even if there was perfect evidence, the opposing party was such a powerful force that it would be covered up.

The only way for the two of them to survive was to run away like before and live as if they were dead in the outskirts.

Unless one day the great man appeared before them.

“I don’t think we’re going to the Murim Alliance right now either.”

The great man crossed his arms and gathered his thoughts for a moment.

‘The original plan was to use Nam Gung-hyeon to get the Changcheon God Sword back or at least take a look at it. And the plan was for the three of them to take their swords and jump to Earth together…’

However, if the opponents were all five generations,

there was a very high probability that they would deny the existence of Namgung-hyeon to hide their crimes.

Since there are many figures from the five major families at the leadership of the Murim Alliance, it would be easy to manipulate public opinion to that extent.

‘In the worst case, you could be accused of being a spy for the Demonic Cult and imprisoned.’

In the current atmosphere, it was quite possible.

Namgoonghyun said in a gloomy voice.

“If only I had found a way to prove my birth…”

I searched all of the dark blood group’s strongholds, but unfortunately, I could not find any solid evidence to prove Namgung-hyeon’s identity.

“Even if I found it, it probably wouldn’t have been of much use.”

The great man crossed his arms and pondered.

It was an easy plan at first, but it felt like the scale of the task was getting bigger and bigger.

Nam Gung-hyeon and Old Man Jin could not bear to raise their heads.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help you. You helped us so much…”

“…I’m sorry.”

The great man scratched his chin at the sight. I had no intention of blaming them.

“Let’s think about it slowly. “It’s not urgent right now.”

I have no intention of giving up the Changcheon Shingeom, but when it comes to martial arts, I am still learning from the Manpak Nogee.

In other words, it is not as necessary as when I first came to Moorim.

“For now, let’s wait until the martial arts competition is over. “Because you might find a way along the way.”

“Cluck. Hey. “If that happens, someone else will take it first.”

When I turned my head in the direction from which I heard the voice, I saw Manbaknogoe coming into the guesthouse.

Manbaknoge, who must have heard what the group was saying on the way, sat down in his seat and said.

“I came here while doing some business and heard some rumors. “The Murim Lord did something interesting.”

“What’s so funny?”

The great man filled Manbaknogoe’s drinking glass with bamboo leaf extract.

Gulp.

After emptying his glass in one go, Manbaknoegoi put it down on the table and said.

“The leader has declared that he will entrust the winner of the Yongbongbimu with the leadership of the newly created Demon Destruction Troupe and establish him at the forefront of the Great Demon War.”

The great man frowned as if he disliked the thought.

“I don’t know who it is, but I feel sorry for you. “At best, if you win, they’ll send you to the most dangerous place.”

“Phew! “You’re probably the only one who thinks that way.”

It was a great honor to fight at the forefront of the Great War. Moreover, if he fought with the masters he had applied for, he had a chance to make more contributions than anyone else.

“It’s not just that. They say they provide elixirs to the winners and top runners and allow them to learn the seasons in Vigo of the Murim League.”

“It’s not bad.”

The great man reacted indifferently.

It was the leisure of someone with the best martial arts skills in the world.

‘Cluck. He’s such a bastard.’

Even the old man knew that he could not seduce a great man with something like this.

But this will be different.

The old man said with a grin.

“What if the Murim Lord had staked the Changcheon God Sword as the winning prize for Yongbongbimu?”

[Murim Competition (1)] End

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