Cheon Myeong sat with his arms crossed and muttered to himself as if he couldn't understand.
"Hmm... this is strange."
As of today, it had been about a month since he had started training with Cheon Seong.
Although the training was proceeding smoothly as planned, Cheon Myeong rather felt a greater sense of incongruity because of that.
"What's so strange?"
At that mont, Cheon Seong asked Cheon Myeong.
"No, it's just that. Don't you think the Leader is not paying enough attention?"
"Didn't you say that you extended the period to two months, Hyung-nim?"
"That's true. But still, he could have sent soone to check on your condition, right?"
That's why Cheon Myeong was training with Cheon Seong in the training ground inside the Demonic dical Hall.
In case Cheon Jin were to co, to imdiately lay Cheon Seong down in the hospital room.
Although he had thought that not only Cheon Jin but also Bang Gitae would co to the hospital room at least once to check on Cheon Seong's condition.
Since there was no sign of that even after a month, it had beco a situation where Cheon Myeong's side was rather waiting for soone to co from the leader's palace.
"Could it be..."
"What's wrong, Hyung-nim?"
"...He hasn't forgotten what he said to , has he?"
No, could that really be the case?
Although he had spoken quite threateningly to him at that ti, holding even a sword, since he was not the type to pay much attention to external affairs, it was possible that he had erased what he had said to him from his head since then.
Although he would have to wait a little longer to know for sure, if that had really beco sothing that had not happened...
'What about all the trouble I've gone through until now?'
It all becos a useless act.
No, as a result, although he had had a fortunate encounter... still, since he had been preparing this much, he couldn't help but feel bad if Cheon Jin didn't rember anything.
'It's as if I'm being played by that guy!'
It's not like that, he was being played.
Like a frog that is afraid of being hit by a stone that a person has thrown for fun.
Wasn't he afraid of the words that Cheon Jin had uttered carelessly and was doing this and that?
If such a situation were to really co, although he had achieved his goal, he would feel quite displeased.
"Wouldn't it be a good thing if he forgot? After all, our purpose is to avoid the Leader's punishnt."
"That's true, but..."
At that mont, Cheon Myeong's gaze suddenly turned to the side where the voice had been coming from.
Then, there, Cheon Seong was facing him in a horse stance, and Cheon Myeong looked at him without a word.
'Co to think of it, this guy... he can even talk leisurely now?'
Usually, at this stage, it was all he could do to barely maintain his posture, panting for breath.
But now that he looked at him, Cheon Seong was maintaining his posture without even panting.
Moreover, to the extent that he could talk to him casually, it ant that he was not tired at all to have that much leisure.
Grin-.
As the corners of Cheon Myeong's mouth, who was looking at him, curled up slightly, Cheon Seong felt an unknown ominousness.
Usually, when Cheon Myeong looked at him like that, it ant that he was thinking about what else to make him do in his head.
Cheon Seong belatedly realized that he had been too relaxed until now.
"Cheon Seong, you're not tired at all, are you?"
"N-no! Even if I look like this, in fact, my legs are heavy..."
"Really? That's a sha."
"Phew..."
"If you weren't tired at all, I was thinking of starting the sword technique training now."
What...! Did the word 'sword technique' just co out of Cheon Myeong's mouth!
As soon as he heard those words, Cheon Seong's two eyes sparkled and he shouted at Cheon Myeong.
"Co to think of it, it was just my imagination!"
"..."
"It's not heavy at all! It's true, Hyung-nim! If you want, shall I add more weight in this state?"
To think that the words that he would add weight himself would co out of Cheon Seong's mouth.
That guy really wants to perform the sword technique.
Well, since he had not allowed him to draw his sword until now, except for when he had asked him to perform the sword technique for confirmation at the very beginning, it was understandable that he was hungry.
'Looking at that reaction, it seems that he really hasn't touched a sword until now.'
Since he had followed his words well, should he forgive the fact that he had tried to fake it just now?
Of course, the biggest reason why Cheon Seong had not drawn his sword until now was that he had made it so that he would not have that much physical strength left.
Since that also told him that he had followed his training well, there would not be much of a difference.
And now, the set deadline was also approaching.
Although he had told Cheon Seong that he was not ready to hold a sword yet, he had not been planning to not let him hold a sword until then.
'It doesn't matter whether he forgot or not.'
Since he had started, shouldn't he see the end?
It was not in his nature to end things vaguely in the middle.
"Good."
"...!"
"It's enough now, so stop and pick up your sword."
As if he were afraid of the words, Cheon Seong closed his spread legs and ran to the place where the sword was placed.
Clang-.
It was the first ti he had drawn his sword in a long ti.
The feeling of reuniting with a lost lover.
Since there were not a few people who called their own sword a beloved weapon, it was natural for Cheon Seong to feel this way.
But more than that, there was a separate reason why Cheon Seong's mood had beco so excited.
'I can finally learn the sword technique from hyung-nim!'
It could be seen that he had silently endured Cheon Myeong's training until now for this mont.
Of course, he had learned through Cheon Myeong that before being attached to the sword technique, the body had to be prepared first.
But still, his essence was, after all, a swordsman.
So compared to the training until now, to be honest, Cheon Seong couldn't help but be more excited about the training through the sword.
Whoosh-.
Cheon Seong held his sword and looked at Cheon Myeong with an expectant gaze.
He could finally learn the sword technique from Cheon Myeong in earnest.
Although his two eyes were full of such expectation, Cheon Myeong said to such a Cheon Seong as if he were indifferent.
"Then for now... yes, will you perform the sword technique?"
"What?"
"The Mad Dragon Single Strike Slash."
"But that's..."
Hadn't he already confird his skills before?
But Cheon Seong could not understand why he was making him repeat the sa action as before.
"If you perform the move, you'll know the reason why I told you not to draw your sword until now."
"..."
Those words sounded as if his skills would have improved due to the training until now.
But hadn't the training he had done until now been only physical?
Although his basic physical ability would have improved... he didn't think at all that it would lead to the sword technique.
'If you want to improve your swordsmanship skills, you have to train with a sword.'
That thought still remains unchanged.
Of course, as Cheon Myeong had said, he thought that it was also important to build up his body before that, but still, wasn't his final goal the improvent of his swordsmanship skills?
Since he had not even swung a sword once until now, there was no way his skills would have suddenly improved.
'...For now, shall I follow hyung-nim's words?'
He could not know for what intention Cheon Myeong was telling him to perform the move all of a sudden.
However, Cheon Seong already knew that Cheon Myeong was not a person who would make him do sothing without any reason.
Thump-.
Cheon Seong imdiately took a stance to perform the Mad Dragon Single Strike Slash.
Even until then, he did not feel any particular difference from before.
'If I swing my sword, I'll know the answer.'
Thinking so, Cheon Seong kicked off the floor and ran forward.
But...
"..."
Were his legs this fast?
No, it wasn't that his legs were fast.
Since the force when he had kicked off the floor had changed to a level that could not be compared to before, he had just felt that way.
Could it be that hyung-nim had been doing that training until now because of this...
"You should look straight ahead."
"...!"
Thump-.
A heavy sound that echoed inside the training ground.
It was the sound created by Cheon Seong's head hitting the wall.
"Ah..."
To think that he had hit his head against the wall because he could not control his own speed. As a martial artist, he could not be more ashad.
But before Cheon Seong could feel such sha, he first felt a sensation of his mind going blank, and soon, Cheon Seong's body fell back and collapsed.
Thump- thump-.
Cheon Myeong, who was approaching the side of Cheon Seong, who was lying on the floor, fainted. And looking at Cheon Seong's forehead, which had turned red, he barely held back his laughter.
"To think that he would hit his head against the wall because he couldn't control his own leg strength..."
He must have just stepped forward without any thought.
Since it was the first ti he had used his legs in this way, he would not have noticed the change that had occurred in his legs in his daily life.
Although he would have known that his leg strength had beco stronger, he would not have known that it would have changed this much.
So he had given strength as he had originally done, but unlike his expectation, he had moved a considerable distance at once, and the result was that he had run into the wall as it was.
"But still... it's a rather satisfactory developnt."
Cheon Myeong muttered so and barely wiped the smile from his lips.
The training he had done to Cheon Seong until now. Although it seed that he had simply increased his physical strength at a glance, in fact, he had been continuing only the training that focused on the lower body.
Of course, to maintain so balance, he had also mixed in training for the upper body. However, what he had focused on the most was, after all, the lower body.
'The lower body, and among them, the forefoot of the foot.'
The foot is a very important part for a martial artist.
If one were to think of just standing still and swinging a sword, it would not feel particularly important, but in fact, there are almost no cases where a fight takes place while standing still, right?
So in order to avoid the opponent's attack or to move into a gap, more than anything else, it is necessary to train that part that can hold the body's center of gravity.
Well, this was an additional elent that Cheon Seong could obtain if he were to fight soone in the future. And wasn't the current goal, after all, to raise one move to a certain level or higher?
In that respect, the Mad Dragon Single Strike Slash could be said to be most important when taking the first step.
'The level changes depending on that difference.'
Of course, that was not all of that move, but it was certain that it occupied the most part.
That's why Cheon Myeong had focused on increasing the strength of his steps first.
'For now, I can think that there is a result.'
Cheon Myeong had carefully observed when Cheon Seong had taken a step.
Well... although the result was this ridiculous state now, it would be okay to judge that the speed of his rush had reached a satisfactory level.
Now, when Cheon Seong woke up, he would just have to build a castle on the foundation that had been made, step by step.
'Now, this side is properly preparing what you have requested.'
So Cheon Jin, don't say sothing ridiculous like you forgot.
This side is serious now.
"...Pfft."
Although he had been thinking so with a serious state, looking at Cheon Seong's face, who was lying fainted with his mouth wide open, he couldn't help but let out a laugh.
'I'll have to apply so dicine.'
Since the sound was quite loud, his forehead might swell up like a horn over ti.
As his older brother, he couldn't just leave it like that.
'...That might also be quite fun.'
I want to see that too... what should I do?
(End of Chapter)
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