Heo Cham looked at the people in front of him with a blank expression.
The number of people had sohow been reduced to only about fifty.
Considering the people who had been lining up like a pack of dogs outside the Changcheon Training Ground until this morning, it could be said to be a really small number.
"Young Master, what on earth did you do?"
Heo Cham asked, looking at Cheon Myeong next to him.
Although nearly a thousand people had been following behind Cheon Myeong when he had left, by the ti he had returned in the evening, only this many were left.
What on earth did he have to do to be able to select them like this in just half a day?
Since it seed that only those with considerable skill were left, even at a glance, Heo Cham was just amazed by this situation.
"I just ran."
"...Ran?"
"By the way, did you tell Soyeon Sang as I said?"
Before leading the people out, Cheon Myeong had asked Heo Cham to do sothing.
"Yes, as you said, Young Master, I told her that there would be a race outside the outer castle and to report that fact to the Law Enforcent Hall, but..."
When he had first heard that, Heo Cham couldn't understand Cheon Myeong's words properly.
Still, since it was sothing Cheon Myeong had asked him to do, he had gone to Soyeon Sang and had relayed it as it was... but had he really gone for a run with the people?
Certainly, that thod would allow for a quick selection of personnel, but it didn't seem like he could pick out only those with such skill.
Since lightness skill could not be an absolute asure of skill, Heo Cham couldn't help but have that question.
"..."
The ga of tag that had taken place outside the outer castle today was sothing Cheon Myeong had suddenly decided on.
Of course, if it were just a ga of tag, there would be no need to report it, but if the number of participants reached nearly a thousand, it couldn't just be overlooked, could it?
Since Cheon Myeong had expected to so extent that a commotion would arise, he had thought it would be necessary to inform the higher-ups in advance.
'Head Bang will take care of it well.'
In fact, it would be best for Cheon Myeong to go to Cheon Jin himself and get permission. But wouldn't that take ti, and wouldn't he have to et Cheon Jin unnecessarily?
And since it didn't seem like Cheon Jin would be very interested in such a thing, given his personality, Cheon Myeong had sent a ssage to Bang Gitae in advance.
'Well, I did tell him in advance that I would be recruiting mbers for the Chunguidae today.'
Of course, at that ti, he had said that he would do it at the Changcheon Training Ground, but there was no need to worry too much about that part.
If he had gathered people outside the outer castle and had a sword fight, it could certainly be a problem, but what he had done was just a ga of tag.
Cheon Jin's heart was not so narrow as to find fault with that.
'...Or is it?'
Anyway, for now, he should focus on the selection.
Cheon Myeong thought so and said to Heo Cham.
"With this many, you should be able to pick them out on your own, right?"
"What? What do you an? Are you perhaps telling to do it on my own now?"
"In the first place, you were supposed to pick the mbers on your own."
If he had reduced the number of people from nearly a thousand to fifty, he thought he had already done everything he could.
Cheon Myeong thought so and was about to wash his hands of it, but Heo Cham looked at Cheon Myeong urgently and said.
"Still, since you started it, Young Master, how about you finish it?"
"...?"
"I don't even know on what basis the guys over there were selected. So I think it would be a little difficult to continue the selection by changing the criteria to my own in the middle..."
Listening to him, it seed that those words also had a point.
The fifty people here were, by all ans, those who had been selected by Cheon Myeong's criteria.
Among them, there were also people that Cheon Myeong had already had his eye on.
'Does that an it's more convenient for Heo Cham if I continue?'
If that's what Heo Cham really wants... fine.
In fact, Cheon Myeong also had the thought that he wanted to finish this selection himself.
"Then I'll do it."
"Thank you!"
Heo Cham answered with a much brighter face.
Leaving such a Heo Cham behind, Cheon Myeong slowly approached the people who were forming a line.
"Why are you standing next to ? It's unpleasant."
"That's what I should be saying. You sll, so get lost in that corner."
"Should I crush your nose so you can't sll at all?"
"Try it if you can."
Huh?
At the sound of voices coming from sowhere, Cheon Myeong's gaze naturally turned to that side.
'Is it those guys again?'
While he had been looking away for a mont, Seopung and Yu Daeha were fighting again.
Of course, since Cheon Myeong had given a warning in advance, they did not draw their swords or swing their fists like the first ti, but he didn't know how many tis they had been arguing like that.
"Do you want to die?"
"No, I want to kill you."
"Try it. You'll never be able to kill with those girly hands."
"I wonder if you can say that even after being stabbed by a sword."
Since they were continuing to argue without even caring about Cheon Myeong's gaze, the people who were keeping the line around them were rather more embarrassed.
'I like their skills. But when I see them like this, it also seems like they're not right.'
They say a fine horse is hard to handle.
In Cheon Myeong's eyes, those two looked like fine horses that were hard to handle.
Although it seed that those two were very outstanding if you just looked at their skills, since they kept growling at each other like that, he was worried if it would be okay to let those two into the Chunguidae.
"You guys."
In the end, Cheon Myeong looked at the two and opened his mouth.
At that mont, the two who looked at Cheon Myeong simultaneously with stiff faces.
Cheon Myeong continued to speak with a chilly smile.
"Are you perhaps fighting again?"
"..."
No matter how fierce a fine horse is, it can't do anything in front of a hawk.
Since the two had already directly received Cheon Myeong's killing intent, they had no choice but to beco quiet as if nothing had happened.
"If I see you again, you'll be kicked out."
"..."
"Of course, by crawling. No, you might not even be able to crawl."
Gulp-
As Cheon Myeong said that, not only Seopung and Yu Daeha but also everyone else couldn't help but swallow their dry saliva.
"..."
The arena, which had beco silent in an instant.
As it seed to have beco quiet, Cheon Myeong returned to his original appearance and said to the people.
"Then, from now on, the second selection will begin."
As Cheon Myeong said that, the people seed to have realized that they were still in the middle of the selection.
A strange selection thod unique to the Chunguidae, different from other units.
Since the previous selection had also been conducted in a completely unpredictable way, the people looked at Cheon Myeong with tense faces.
"This ti, you just have to follow ."
"...?"
"The person who endures by following to the end passes. The guy who gives up in the middle or can't follow properly fails."
Just follow him?
At first glance, the thod itself seed easy this ti too.
'There must be sothing.'
Previously, Cheon Myeong had also said that they just had to follow him.
But when they looked into it, wasn't the point to exert their ki sense to the fullest, not just to follow?
Since the mountain terrain was also very rugged and Cheon Myeong was by no ans at a slow speed, there was considerable difficulty in terms of physical strength.
"..."
What on earth was Cheon Myeong planning to do this ti?
Among the people who had survived here, no one believed those words at face value.
"Now, then, let's begin."
Cheon Myeong said that and did a push-up with his right hand on the floor.
The people who were just staring at Cheon Myeong's sudden movent.
In their gazes, it seed that they did not understand at all why Cheon Myeong was doing that.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to follow?"
As Cheon Myeong said that, the people seed to have belatedly realized that they had to follow Cheon Myeong.
The people who all at once took a push-up position, supporting their bodies with only their right hands, just like Cheon Myeong.
The sight of fifty people in the training ground taking that position at the sa ti was a spectacle in a different sense.
'What is this now...?'
'Why are we suddenly doing push-ups here?'
'Is this... a punishnt?'
Although they had expected to so extent that it would not be ordinary this ti either, they could not understand this at all.
Still, since they would be able to pass only if they did as Cheon Myeong told them, the people were following without a word, each with that question in their minds.
"Then, from now on, every ti I count, you will bend and extend your right arm."
"...?"
"One."
At the sa ti as the count, Cheon Myeong bent and extended his arm.
However, the only ones who did the sa as Cheon Myeong were Seopung and Yu Daeha.
The rest of the people just looked at Cheon Myeong with puzzlent as before, not understanding at all why they had to follow that now.
"What? Are you giving up already?"
"...!"
"Heo Cham, from now on, pick out all the guys who are even a little late in following and fail them."
"I understand."
As Heo Cham answered, the people belatedly bent and extended their arms.
No one here understood why they had to do this.
However, since it was firmly imprinted in their minds that they could not enter the Chunguidae if they did not follow, they just followed desperately.
"What, you're all good at it?"
"..."
"Then shall we speed it up a bit? Two!"
This ti, everyone bent and extended their arms right away in ti with Cheon Myeong's count.
'Do we really just have to follow this?'
While following Cheon Myeong, the people still had a question in their hearts.
They had been nervous, thinking that there would be sothing in the second selection just like the first.
But was it really all about supporting their bodies with their right hands and bending and extending their arms?
'It's a piece of cake, isn't it?'
This posture might be difficult for an ordinary person who had not learned martial arts.
However, the people here were only those who had learned martial arts for several years. And their level was by no ans low.
So to be honest, they could easily do it even if it were over a few hundred tis, bending and extending their arms with only one hand like this.
'I was nervous for nothing.'
Everyone thought so and soon began to follow Cheon Myeong with a happy heart.
They had thought that the second selection would definitely be harder than the first, but wasn't this just like a break?
There were even those who were humming and bending their arms, so you could tell how easy this movent was for them now.
"..."
However, a sowhat aningful feeling was felt in Heo Cham's gaze as he watched them.
'Enjoy it while you can.'
Heo Cham, who was thinking that in his mind, looking at them.
Heo Cham could clearly see how they were thinking now.
Because he himself had once thought that way.
'They're probably thinking it's a piece of cake. But...'
How many of them would be able to survive?
Although it seed that it was, by all ans, Cheon Myeong's heart to adjust that number, if Cheon Myeong had no intention of going easy on them...
'...No one might be able to survive.'
Young Master Cheon Myeong, please be moderate. Still, shouldn't we save at least one mber?
Heo Cham was praying that in his mind, looking at Cheon Myeong.
"Ten!"
Whether he knew Heo Cham's heart or not, Cheon Myeong's voice as he shouted the count seed sowhat excited.
(End of Chapter)
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