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Sssh...
The gaze of the gospel ears slowly moved, raising a shadow like a haze. I was hard to chase with my pupils of vision because it was a vision made of Qi flowing near my neck. I've never dealt with a martial arts master like this before, so my eyes fluttered.
What is it? '
At that moment, I realized that the gospel ring and my street had been somewhat narrowed. There really was no foresight, but the distance between the two was suddenly much narrower than the one. This is probably the principle of blurring the distance sensation of the opponent using the big toe.
I waved the dagger after realizing that it would bother me to dry out the gospel technique.
Ka 'ang!
The sight of the gospel and my dagger hit the air. The thunderous energy knocks out an intangible wavelength once. Originally, it would be difficult to stop an attack by a first-class master around a preaching ear with a dagger.
Wheezing
However, the preaching ear falsification almost tore its grip and missed its sight because of its resistance. His throat was not broken, but slightly bent inward, and a lump of blood rose from his mouth.
"Ugh…!!"
Even though the gospel earring held his gaze closely, his arms were already lifted up into the air and his posture was gaping. As he stepped back from his lap dance, he breathed a short distance later.
"Huff, huff, huff...!! What internal affairs...?!"
"Did you just attack with power?"
"......"
I was dying, but the gospel earring was sweating on my forehead and I couldn't resist anything. He looks like he's just looking for a chance to run away, frozen solid. Ordinary bandits will come at you burning with determination, but since he is a considerable master of martial arts, he has realized the Processed Potential of the air contained in my dagger.
"Who are you?"
"As you can see, it's a young boy passing by."
I stared at him quietly.
"What are you looking for in Nam Gwang-hwan and a hairdresser?"
"Khhh... Even from the open."
"It's not open."
I finally protested when he mistook me for an open boy master.
"I will not give up my hairdressing!"
He hurriedly looks around, as if he no longer wants to talk to me. He runs away with a torn grip.
Wedge
I ran up against him as he jumped over the fence and swung the dagger behind his back. However, the gospel earring was as active as a carp in the air and avoided my attack. Seems to be carrying only a lot of air, due to insufficient strength and speed.
When I saw how easy it was to avoid my attacks, the preaching ears were the best of the best. As soon as he landed on the roof of another house, he fled with that momentum.
"Hey!"
I thought my scouts could go after him and catch him. But I felt it was not good to dig further here.
Do you want to torture the gospel esophagus by catching it? Since preaching falsehood is not a thief or a robber but a strong person, there was a 10 times chance that the repercussions would return if I got mixed up. Compared to my curiosity or the degree of need, it was not good to intimidate a first-class master.
"Well, that's far enough..."
I was just standing there thinking about a brief encounter with a gospel gastronomy. Overall, it looked like I was overwhelmed, but it was because the gospel earring went out to do a routine duel without knowing my inner space.
In fact, the sight of a preaching ear pseudopodia was remarkable in harmony with the orthography, and it appeared to be an incomparable state of weaponry for me now.
Yet I lack the depth of the shameless. If we could use the internal air more efficiently, we would have just caught a gastroenteroma before, but we missed it. At the same time, I realized this is the moment to choose.
The energy of the Masters is moving. Four of them!
'Speed... is everyone walking speed?'
It was no coincidence that he was moving at the same time as if he had promised.
Perhaps he felt a gentle sensation of the frenzied waves that he and I had just seen. Ordinary people would have felt as clear as a drop of cold water on the crown of the head, although it was almost undetectable in its wavelength.
I'm not just walking straight this way, I'm walking. They noticed that the Masters were brawling nearby, but they weren't able to pinpoint the location, and there's a good chance they were moving to keep an eye out for mysterious enemies.
I've been trying to figure out what to do with the Masters' psychology.
'Their senses are now like wildlife. If you put any more effort on one of them, the rest of them will immediately come running like prepaid boars. That's not really the situation... "
I had no intention of fighting against the gospel from the beginning. Though he was mixed with beginners in a sudden improvisation wind, it was essentially just a brief curiosity. I decided not to provoke the elite anymore and quietly went down the back alley again.
The hairdresser is probably the name of the fiancée of Nam Gong-hwan.
What do you mean, you won't give up that line?
Does that preaching esophagus mean you're in love with a hairdresser?
So you want to take her away from the Spear Dragon Warrior?
'Not so much.'
But I intuitively noticed something different. If the gospel earring was moving because of love, his eyes and actions would have been filled with longing for someone. However, from the time he first saw the acoustic gastronomy in the back alley, he had a strong attitude of rolling the calculation thoroughly with a frozen face. Moreover, I had a different accent about not giving up on the hairdressing story.
It was similar to greed for things.
After I got out of the alley, I walked the street again, lowering my strength as much as possible. Ordinarily, it would be difficult to hide my processing internal airspace because of the Braindragon weather, but now it has made it easy for the astronomer to hide his strength. I remember that it was an excellent choice to master the nephrology, not just as a cohesive effect of the mist, but because the internal control of the rigidity of the air became easier.
Pa 'at
"......"
I turned my back on the man in purple who passed by on the street.
He looked quite handsome and lively with a feminine base (Qi) hanging around his eyes. Moreover, he was a unique man because he smelled of Yin Qi or cosmetics without knowing where he was. Above all, it was clear that he was one of the top four.
"What a long parasitic rain. Is he looking for a hairline, too? '
I naturally blended into the crowd without looking at him anymore. No matter what happened, my daytime curiosity is now aroused. Now that you've soaked your feet as much as you need to, all you have to do is take them out.
We'll figure this out another time.
From now on, let's just think about entering the Blue Dragon Circle.
What is openness, by the way? '
I feel bad.
I stopped by the focal point before returning to my accommodation and bought a simple children's activity suit. And I started to rest a little earlier. I felt good about washing my body with warm water and lying comfortably on the bed. In fact, I don't feel very tired because of my massive internal medicine, but I am mentally stable.
The next day, I got up well and headed for the Blue Dragon Cabinet.
"Let's go."
How will the Minister of Blue Dragon accept me?
In front of the Choongryong Palace, there were two gatekeepers, just like before. Although they were called the Gatekeeper Two-man, they were in fact bundles and hollows, which were the Lee Seong-seon of the Blue Dragon Mountains. They were called the Bang Bang Brothers, and one of them was a fat, stubborn owner who used to wrestle with me when I first stepped foot in the Blue Dragon Cabinet.
I didn't actually have a good feeling about it. However, after a considerable fluctuation, I was glad to see him again. In fact, my jealousy was only cute compared to what I had experienced in my previous life.
I told Vail who was guarding the Minister of Blue Dragon.
"I'm here to take the entrance exam for the Blue Dragon Cabinet."
"The entrance exam? Khahaha, he's a funny guy."
"Wow..."
I opened my mouth for a moment.
Surprisingly, let's say the same thing when I first came to the Blue Dragon Cabinet, because the answer is the same as before! Whether I was surprised or not, the words of the room continued to be the same.
"Kid, are you from the audience?"
"No."
"Have you since you were a child completed the basics of internal affairs?"
"......"
I stood dumbfounded because I couldn't answer. I never thought I would have to go through this situation. I can't believe Bangil said the same thing in the past and in the past! It seemed like something strange and meaningful. I woke up a long time later and said,
"Yes."
"Then, shall we test the child's internal affairs, who will be the successor?"
"Be gentle."
I'm not surprised anymore. As soon as the room came to an unfolding like a cauldron, I had an idea in my mind.
'Let's do the same answers and behaviors as before. I still want to know if there are similar reactions.'
Soon after a simple magnetic show, it became an arm wrestling development.
......
...
Of course, I won.
I thought I could win with my pinky, but I managed to control my strength on purpose.
Shhh.
"Huff!"
"Enough with the temple, and speak kindly to His Holiness."
The room went in and out.
"Come with me for a moment."
"Are you going to the Grand Duchess?"
A slight twist was made here.
"Yes."
I was able to intuit the laws of my past life at that moment.
'You've changed. The room goes straight to the irrigation without taking me to bathe.'
When I first came to the Blue Dragon Cabinet, I was dragged out of the guest cup in a warm bath because I couldn't bear the guilt of my guilt around here. However, I did not go around beggars this time, so I do not have to do that.
'If nothing else, words and actions can be repeated similarly.
But if there is a strong cause, the future will change. '
This seemed to be important information.
I have a hunch that this will always be an important clue in my life.
I asked you again the strange thing.
"You're going straight to the coronation?"
"Why do you keep asking?"
"Thought I'd get to meet the shooter down there first..."
"Huh, I see you've heard of our Blue Dragon Cabinet."
The room walked behind my back and said.
"It would be normal to see the executioner in Jinzo, but the executioner went out to see his friend today. Since the two criminals are always busy with their trainees' guidance, it is imperative that they take you directly to the Governor."
"Friends?"
"Who cares? You don't need to be curious about useless things. Just follow me."
His tone was cruel, but it was not evil or grumpy. It's just the way he's always been. It's the one I know best that we spent three years bickering about. I couldn't like him, but he was a foggy bastard who hated him.
Jubbuck
"Your Royal Highness, Brother Lee has brought an aspiring entrance exam student."
A long time later, me and Bangil came to the War of the Dragon, where the Minister of Blue Dragon and his relatives live. Originally, it was a very personal space for the public, so the general disciple could not do anything, and only Jinso Chung, the son of the blue dragon minister, was able to go there personally. However, this time, it seems that the barrier was able to come to the front of the War of the Dragon.
'I trained at the Blue Dragon Cabinet for three years and couldn't enter the War of the Dragon Warrior.'
No, I haven't spoken to the Blue Dragon Minister in person in less than five times. The Choongryong Choongju was a middle-aged man with never transparent eyes, rather than a man like Literary v. He seemed almost indifferent to me and gave all his education to the sincere offender.
That's why, after three years in close proximity, I hardly knew what kind of man Lee Kwang Lee was. I saw him when he was weak, so I didn't know how good he was. It was just the occasional guesswork of the sincere offender.
"Come in."
My room and I opened the door to the Wayrong War and went inside. Then a slightly wider space emerges, and the blue dragon minister sits on the chair. There was a library near where he was sitting, and now he seems to be reading.
The impression of the blue dragon was the same as before. He looked at me with clear eyes for a moment and said.
"Bangil, what did you say her name was?"
"Uh... well..."
As the room stared at me, I revealed my name.
"It's called Baek Wung."
"Yes... you should go out."
"Yep."
Bloop.
When the room closed and left, the Choongryong Choongju watched me silently for a long time.
Then he said.
"Baek Wung, are you from the White Bridge?"
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