Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

5 – Mancheon asks his teacher (4)

Are you saying that I look like a beggar while practicing the baton? … Maybe not.

There are still many things I don’t know about Master, but at least considering what I’ve shown so far, I’m not the kind of person who turns around. So that means I’m doing really well right now.

Where are you going? I don’t understand. I didn’t understand myself, but can I say I’m good at it? Pride doesn’t allow that.

Let’s not be convinced with a dull expression. Master stood up from her seat again with a good-natured ‘heh heh’ laugh. ‘hehehe~’ is one tool.

Master spreads both legs and his left arm is in front of the body. His right arm was stretched behind his back. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and hurriedly rolled his body aside.

Left and right, he rolled on the ground, smearing dirt on his long beard, not caring about his face.

Then he kicked off his seat and got up. He waved both of his arms in moderation, striking something and blocking it. But even then, for a moment, Master was sweating profusely as if being pushed back by someone, and jumped backwards again to evade his opponent’s attacks with ridiculous movements.

It was only then that I realized what Master was doing. It’s raining. Master is currently fighting with an invisible opponent. He was doing shadow boxing.

It’s not because I’m good that I can see the invisible opponent. Each of Master’s movements showed the other person.

Just as a first-class pantomaire creates an invisible wall and shows it to the audience, a true master creates an invisible opponent.

The opponent was smaller than Master. But a sword? No it’s short The opponent’s weapon is longer. Then bong? No windows! With fierce spearmanship, he constantly pushed Master.

I don’t know much about spearmanship, but even from my point of view, the opponent was a master of spearmanship. Using a mixture of six irregular techniques, Master didn’t give her a chance to counterattack properly.

Let Master block the attack by cutting the tip of his spear with his bare hand. The opponent drew a circle with the tip of the spear and drove Master, and Master, in a hurry to block the attack, gradually began to move his hands away from his body.

It was an enemy trap. The defense of the body was completely empty because I was paying attention to the tip of the spear drawing a circle.

The defense of the torso is visa as desired. In an instant, the opponent pulled back the spear and hurled it strongly and quickly toward Master’s heart.

Its power and strong selling power were like that of a venomous dragon jumping out of a whirlwind muddy lake with its mouth wide open.

… Can you avoid that?

I fell for the number of enemies and gave up my heart. Truly an outlier. General. It’s checkmate He has nowhere else to run.

I thought so, but Master was different.

Master, did you expect that this herbivorous food would come out from the moment the opponent turned the tip of the spear? Suddenly, he fell backwards and narrowly avoided the window.

1 Second. No, if I had been falling backwards even a little slower than that, the spear would have pierced my chin and pierced my head. However… I avoided avoiding… That’s great. It’s really ugly.

Master fell down like a frog, then immediately turned over to prepare for the next attack, and rolled his body like a donkey rolling on the ground, diligently avoiding the opponent’s sharp spear.

“Big… Kuk-kuk-kuk!”

I know I shouldn’t be like this, but the ugly and funny sight of a 2m tall body rolling on the ground like a donkey made me burst out laughing. It’s a failure to hold back laughter.

“Heh heh~ Isn’t it funny that your teacher suffers, you bastard?”

And with the sound of my laughter, the fight with the invisible opponent ended. Master brushed off the dirt from his body and spoke to me in a benevolent and firm voice as usual.

“What I just showed you is Naryotagon (懶驢打滾). When there is no other way to evade or block, it is an evasion technique that avoids the opponent’s attack by rolling on the ground like a donkey.”

It’s definitely ugly to look at, but it’s a scientific theory that has been revealed through the Soul series, which is known for its extremely difficult difficulty…. But why did you show it all of a sudden? I’m proud of myself that I know how to do these things?

“I showed you this because there is one thing in common between Akgyeon Stove and Naryeotagon. Guess where.”

Is there something in common between Akgyeon Stove and Naryotagon? Where are you? Isn’t the evil dog stove a bongsul, and the naryeotagon an evasion technique? But where do we have something in common? … No.

If you think of what you’ve shown so far, there’s no way that Master will say anything useless. This is a hint Master gave me in his own way. And I thought I could figure it out enough, so I raised the issue like this.

Then you can guess. Because I am a genius Sima Mancheon who deceives even the heavens. It’s never like a stupid champi.

Tagubongbeop(打狗棒法) – Bad Dog Stove(惡犬攔路) = What should you do if a ferocious dog blocks your way?

Naryotagon (懶驢打滾) = Rolls on the ground like a lazy donkey. An evasion technique in which you roll on the ground when there is no other way to avoid or block.

Compare the two by solving the meaning. I found common ground on my own. It was a problem that even a genius did not have to come out of. I just got in shape.

“One thing Akgyeon Stove and Naryotagon have in common is improvisation.”

Master nodded his head, satisfied with my answer.

“Yes. The bad dog stove means that if a ferocious dog gets in your way, you have to improvise.”

Master borrowed a staff from my hand. This time, he created an invisible ferocious large dog.

“Who do you think is the most dangerous enemy for a beggar who wanders aimlessly without a place to stay? That is a wild dog.”

Wild dogs that have not been touched by humans are like wolves. For wild dogs, beggars who travel alone and are poorly armed are just good prey to hunt.

“Bandits do not rob beggars who have nothing to rob. But wild dogs are different. To wild dogs, beggars are meat no different from other animals.”

You can’t see it, but you feel a huge and ferocious wild dog in front of Master holding out his cane. And the ferocious wild dog is very hungry now. The stray dog crouched low and prepared to jump in as if it were going to run at Master at any moment…

Tak!

It was Master who struck first. He threw his cane as fast as a spear and hit the dog’s nose. And the dog, who was taken aback by the player, was beaten without mercy. From the outside, it seemed like they were beating randomly, but observing each dog’s behavior, he swung his cane and knocked the dog out of his mind.

When the wild dog tried to escape by rolling its legs away from the ferocious attack, Master swung the cane low enough that it touched the ground, knocked it over, and struck the cane down like a pouring shower. No, the expression waterfall might be more appropriate.

I don’t like dogs, but being beaten that way made me feel sorry for myself.

The huge and ferocious stray dogs that used to make people tremble could no longer block Master’s path.

“A dog stove is not just memorized and used. The evil dog hearth is to use improvisation to break through the path against the enemy who blocks the path in front of you.”

“Then you told me I was good… ”

“Didn’t you constantly search for answers to find a way out? And although I lacked a lot, I did it roughly similarly.”

Master taught me again this time with a benevolent and upright voice.

“Mancheon-ah, when a huge and evil enemy blocks your way, what really matters is not strong martial arts. It is the attitude of constantly trying to find a way out without giving up. Never forget this.”

That evening. The martial arts and teachings Master showed me today do not leave my head. I couldn’t sleep, so I continued to roll around on the bed, but eventually I couldn’t stand it and opened the dog stove in the backyard.

Even the hot summer weather gets a bit chilly at dawn. By the time the cool morning breeze dried my sweat, I had mastered the Akgyeon Stove. And I caught a summer cold that even dogs can’t catch.

It was summer.

***

My mother secretly took another bowl of chicken porridge with various herbs and chicken to feed me and went to see Master.

Let’s enter the now familiar abandoned house. Master was holding a long branch and practicing swordsmanship.

Master’s magnificent musculature, over 2m tall, and a powerful swordsmanship with innate strength that makes you feel bold and honest without any gaps? No trick? I do not know. Anyway, it was great.

I sat on a nearby rock to watch while Master finished his sword training. However, after the heinous swordsmanship (?) Was over, another swordsmanship was unfolded this time.

It was a swordsmanship that felt powerful enough to be comparable to the swordsmanship (?) That Master showed earlier, but it was completely different. If the sword he showed earlier was bold and refreshing, the sword he was using now was heavy.

It naturally instills a sense of intimidation to the viewer, and each sword technique has no superfluous, and the dignity of the emperor was felt. Let’s gulp and watch the swordsmanship. This time, another swordsmanship was unfolded.

The sword that was being unfolded now had a completely different feel from Master’s first unleashed sword (?) And the second unleashed heavy sword. To be honest, considering Master’s appearance, it was a swordsmanship that didn’t suit him at all.

He was beautiful as well. For the first time in my life, I thought swordsmanship was beautiful. And I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt the sweet scent of plum blossoms. Maybe it’s my mistake How could he practice his swordsmanship while smelling like plum blossoms?

But it wasn’t my mistake. Let Master’s beautiful swordsmanship reach its peak. The plum blossoms were in full bloom. In an instant, a beautiful apricot garden appeared in front of my eyes, where lofty hermits and fairies seemed to live.

No! No! No!

As expected, it was my misunderstanding. When I came to my senses, I saw the yard of an abandoned house where I could see dying trees and rocks in front of me again. I didn’t even do drugs, but I can see illusions. It’s a ghost to sing.

“… It smells like savory chicken porridge.”

Master spoke to me with a benevolent smile as usual, but I could no longer accept it as normal.

Even the ignorant and oblivious country in the world of Moorim now knows. Master is not just a hermit who knows how to do martial arts. I had no choice but to ask Master with a trembling voice.

“… Master, who the hell are you?”