Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 166
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Chapter 166
Song In’s sword pierced forward again.
It was a thrust with a deep and straight trajectory.
‘Changing my intent now would be a poor move. I must execute the best technique I can possibly display.’
This was also a martial technique unleashed after observing the previous martial duel.
Seeing this, Jung Myeong raised his sword and felt inwardly satisfied.
‘That’s just like Defense Leader Song. Good.’
Jung Myeong’s sword did not directly oppose Song In’s sword.
At first it seemed like he would block his sword, but instead of blocking, he flowed like water.
The moment the grazing blade touched the side of Song In’s sword.
Clang—!
Only then did he strike away Song In’s sword blade.
“Kugh…!”
That impact was transmitted directly to Song In’s wrist.
‘What kind of internal energy…!’
It wasn’t even the Internal Heavy Hand Technique, yet just touching delivered a tremendous shock to him.
Song In was surprised but gritted his teeth.
‘If I retreat here, it’s certain defeat.’
In truth, he had naturally expected defeat, but he couldn’t collapse so futilely.
To learn even one more move, he had to endure.
Song In gritted his teeth and retreated.
Even so, his gaze remained fixed on Jung Myeong.
His legs gathered strength deeply like a spring ready to leap, then extended toward him once more.
‘I’ll consider this the last.’
Song In immediately went in again.
Whoooosh! Swish!
With consecutive slashes!
The air was torn and energy waves swept around the area.
Clang—!
Jung Myeong also seemed to get excited by this.
This time he met him head-on, crossing blades and receiving him.
Even throughout the continued martial duel, Jung Myeong didn’t move a single step.
He was simply maintaining the same position where he had first met Song In’s sword.
Yet Song In’s sword couldn’t land any proper effective hits and kept missing repeatedly.
Song In clearly felt it.
‘…It’s consideration.’
This was consideration and teaching that Jung Myeong was giving him.
There would be nothing more foolish than missing this opportunity.
He struck out until his breath was ready to burst, using all his strength.
If he did this, only one thing remained.
Song In retreated on his own.
“Haah!”
Swish—
He put strength into the sword he was gripping and charged forward again.
It was one move to show the maximum power he could display.
* * *
‘I’ve seen enough of this level.’
Jung Myeong watched Song In’s sword.
Brief satisfaction crossed his eyes.
The only thing left to squeeze from Song In’s sword was that one move ahead.
Song In had shown the best he could display, and he had received it.
At this moment, Jung Myeong made a choice.
‘I had to receive this.’
Not for Jung Myeong himself, but for Song In who was traveling with him, he had to receive it.
Therefore he did not dodge.
Clang!
He received it directly and crossed swords again.
This time Jung Myeong reduced his strength. Rather than subduing him instantly, it was to properly receive even the last remaining thread of strength from the final move Song In could draw out.
“Uaaaah!”
Song In seemed to feel this too.
With a rough battle cry, he put all his strength into the hand gripping his sword. His body, trained through harsh training, swelled greatly. It meant he was truly adding all his strength.
His whole body swelled as if it would tear.
His body screamed accordingly.
His depleted internal energy brought severe dizziness as if he would collapse at any moment.
But Song In looked only at Jung Myeong.
Whoooosh—!
And thus, one inch!
He pushed back Jung Myeong’s sword.
‘Excellent!’
This time Jung Myeong put in a little more strength.
“Kugh…!”
At that, Song In’s breathing was delayed by one beat.
Jung Myeong didn’t miss that minute gap.
Song In’s sword twisted. Jung Myeong didn’t miss the small opening that formed between those sword movements.
Clash-!
Jung Myeong’s sword grazed the blade, sending sparks flying.
And when the blade reached the sword hilt, he suddenly changed direction and raised his blade upward.
“…Hmm.”
The tip of Jung Myeong’s raised sword was touching the end of Song In’s neck.
An exquisite move!
Song In had no choice but to stop and stand still.
“…I acknowledge my defeat.”
Only then did Jung Myeong withdraw his sword.
Perhaps greatly satisfied with the struggle Song In had shown.
Jung Myeong smiled brightly and asked.
“Are you sufficiently satisfied?”
At those words, Song In also smiled back.
“What greater luxury could there be for a martial artist?”
* * *
Thud. The moment he put down his sword, Song In collapsed right there.
It was truly the result of putting all his strength into the sparring match.
“…”
“…”
A moment of silence flowed.
After that, applause burst forth.
It was sincere applause given for the moves that Song In and Jung Myeong had shown.
This applause soon spread throughout the entire training ground.
“That was excellent.”
“I feel enlightened for the first time in a long while.”
Everyone clapping their hands was not in normal condition.
Some were sprawled out just catching their breath, while others were barely standing by leaning on their swords.
Though they all had faces that looked thoroughly beaten, their expressions were all the same.
They were strangely satisfied. Just like Song In who had collapsed.
That’s right. All of these people had crossed swords with Jung Myeong.
All of those people were clapping their hands in satisfaction.
“This move was different from before, wasn’t it?”
“Of course. It had more spirit than the sword the Demon Sword showed.”
“Then is Defense Leader Song’s sword heading toward the path of supremacy? That’s completely different from his usual personality.”
“He might be opening a new path. You know, don’t you? That Defense Leader Song is also gradually reaching a new realm.”
“I know!”
They were delighted and their eyes sparkled.
With clear eyes, they read the results of the sparring, and from between the lines, they embraced teachings they could hold onto.
“Still, he lasted the longest.”
“Among those who fought today, that’s true.”
“It’s surprising. Definitely.”
Amid people’s admiration.
Song In, having caught his breath, finally turned his head toward his surroundings.
There was no hostility in his eyes. It wasn’t to glare at those making comments about him.
Rather, Song In’s eyes looking at them were filled with deep solidarity. He too had been one of those watching Jung Myeong’s sparring until just moments ago.
Uncharacteristically, he asked with a playful tone.
“Hehe. Are you all satisfied?”
“We are indeed!”
Everyone answered as if cheering.
‘Come to think of it, how many stood before me?’
Song In became inwardly curious.
He let out a small laugh and asked again.
“I was so excited about the sparring that I lost track, but what number was I?”
One of the martial artists who had been sitting down moved his hands to count.
“Ninety-nine… no, you were the hundredth!”
And the answer he gave.
At that, people realized anew.
“One hundred times!”
“Has it already become that many?”
“Wow… I was so busy rushing in like crazy that I didn’t even think about it.”
A casually thrown count.
That single statement instantly changed the meaning of the open field.
Song In’s eyes also stopped for a moment upon hearing it.
‘So it was a hundred-man sparring again. Well… Since it was continuous sparring, it’s not unreasonable. Isn’t this a hundred-man sparring for the first time in a long while?’
He looked at Jung Myeong with fresh eyes.
The Jung Myeong reflected in his eyes hadn’t disturbed even a single breath so far. He didn’t even have sweat.
His appearance was telling the reason for this sparring.
‘He did this for our sake.’
That this sparring wasn’t solely for Jung Myeong alone.
Indeed, looking at all those around them, none wore faces dwelling on defeat.
They were faces that had gained something.
Just as Jung Myeong had received Song In’s sword for him.
Jung Myeong had surely received their swords as well, giving them teachings.
And these people didn’t hide those teachings either.
“No matter how much I think about it, I can’t understand why my sword tip wavered.”
“Wasn’t it because your internal energy ran out?”
“No. It ended before I could even drain all my internal energy.”
“Then it might be due to insufficient regular training.”
“Training?”
“Is just circulating your heart method really training? Haven’t you been impatient in your daily practice, not focusing on your internal energy?”
“Ah…!!”
“At times like that, you should return to basics. If you focus more on fundamental physical training instead, you might gain new enlightenment.”
“Th-thank you!”
They shared with each other, learned, and exchanged knowledge.
As if confirming each other’s learning.
Within their casual exchanges, there were profound teachings.
‘…Huh.’
Song In was newly amazed by this.
Because he knew how tremendous the effects of such a teaching ground could be.
At the same time, he admired Jung Myeong.
‘Did the physician create this site with this in mind?’
Because he immediately realized the reason Jung Myeong had created this hundred-person sparring site.
And so, amid Song In’s amazement.
The intense hundred-person sparring was coming to an end.
* * *
Jung Myeong wasn’t only wielding his sword.
While building his martial power alongside the martial artists, he didn’t forget the medical clinic.
‘My foundation is, after all, being a physician.’
He decided to take this opportunity to expand Jeongjin Medical Clinic even further.
Making the decision was instantaneous, but executing it was even faster.
He immediately went to find where Physician Ban Gun-hak was.
“Young Lady Ban.”
“Oh…?! How did you come all the way here, Physician!”
Ban So-hye, who was busily moving about caring for patients, was the first person he saw.
He immediately stated his business.
“Haha. I came to visit my medical clinic. Is Physician Ban in?”
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