Chapter 102 : You Were Beautiful
Eventually, it led to the fourth duel.
"Can you win?"
If by any chance Wi Ji-yeong loses, Baek Mu-yong is scheduled to step up for the next duel.
"Of course!"
"It's fine even if you lose, so just do it comfortably."
At Baek Mu-yong's words, Wi Ji-yeong shook her head.
She had a determined expression that said she absolutely could not lose in front of the Young Master.
Thinking that if only Tae Un-seo hadn't lost, Wi Ji-yeong wouldn't have had to step up, which was regrettable, I looked at the opponent from the Diancang side.
Diancang Sect's third-generation disciple, Jin Am.
He was Wi Ji-yeong's opponent.
***
The Diancang Sect barely escaped the crisis of three consecutive defeats.
However, the atmosphere in the training field was still heavy.
2 to 0.
Amidst the overwhelming martial prowess of the Ice Palace, Diancang's honor had already been tarnished.
Jang Il-jae, the Sect Leader of the Diancang Sect, looked at Jin Am, the third-generation disciple who had co up to the martial arts stage.
'Jin Am must win here so we can see the final showdown.'
Jang Il-jae's gaze turned to a man with the heaviest build among the Diancang Sect disciples.
"Fourth duel, Diancang Sect third-generation disciple Jin Am! Step forward!"
Along with the shout of Baek Ri-gung, an Elder of the Diancang Sect, Jin Am walked up to the martial arts stage with heavy steps.
"Waaaaah! Jin Am, you must win!"
"Make sure we can continue to the next turn!"
"I will do my best, Senior Brothers."
Whoosh.
Jin Am snorted.
Jin Am was a figure who unusually used a Great Saber in the Diancang Sect, which was a sword sect.
His alias was Azure Rock Saber.
It represented a steadfast strength like the hard rocks of Mount Diancang.
"Huh? What, it's a woman this ti."
"Then isn't it an easy win?"
"It looks like she'd fly away if Jin Am hits her once?"
The Diancang disciples showed gleeful expressions upon seeing Wi Ji-yeong coming up to the martial arts stage.
"Young Mistress, what is your na?"
At Baek Ri-gung's question, Wi Ji-yeong jumped up onto the martial arts stage cheerfully and answered.
"I'm called Wi Ji-yeong of the Small Snow Squad!"
At the cheerful and noisy entrance, distinctly different from the previous three, the expressions of the Diancang disciples hardened again.
In Wi Ji-yeong's hand was a flying dagger, which was practically her trademark.
"Miss Seol, do you think that child can win against a disciple of Diancang?"
The Divine Physician, Seong I-han, asked while looking alternately at Wi Ji-yeong and Jin Am.
Jang Il-jae, the Sect Leader of the Diancang Sect, also pricked up his ears at the Divine Physician's words.
"Wi Ji-yeong is also a mber of the Small Snow Squad."
aning she is a mber escorting the Young Palace Head of the Ice Palace.
At those words, the Divine Physician nodded.
He thought she wouldn't lose easily to Jin Am.
***
Jin Am looked down at Wi Ji-yeong and opened his mouth with a stiff expression.
"I am Jin Am of the Diancang Sect. Is... that flying dagger your weapon?"
"Yes, is there any problem?"
"No, there is no problem, but..."
Jin Am 'looked down' at Wi Ji-yeong.
A situation where the difference in weight class was already significant.
If Wi Ji-yeong were hit even once by the saber Jin Am wielded, it seed the duel would end blandly.
"I have no intention of going easy on you just because you are a woman."
"I also won't go easy on you just because you are a man!"
Thinking that he would get caught up in Wi Ji-yeong's pace if they talked any longer, Jin Am drew his Great Saber.
Whoosh!
The sound of heavy wind cut through the training field.
"Junior Brother, go easy!"
"It's an easy win!"
At the sight of the disciples giggling.
Glare-
"Ugh."
Baek Ri-gung glared at the disciples with cold eyes.
"Fourth duel, Jin Am versus Wi Ji-yeong. Let us begin!"
Boom!
As soon as the command fell, Jin Am dragged his Great Saber on the ground and charged at Wi Ji-yeong.
Falling Sun Saber Art.
It was a single strong strike, loading inner qi into the huge saber and striking down as if chopping a mountain.
The piercing wind sound created by the saber and the dust covered the training field.
"Thousand Autumns Falling Sun!"
Truly, Jin Am had no intention of going easy on Wi Ji-yeong.
'I will completely crush her with power and weight!'
Wi Ji-yeong smiled brightly watching the saber Jin Am was swinging.
A straightforward and honest attack befitting that bulk.
"But, you're slow."
Swoosh! Boom!
When Jin Am struck down with his saber.
Wi Ji-yeong had already disappeared and was gone.
"Who do you predict will be the winner of this duel, Captain?"
Ice Palace side camp.
Baek Mu-yong asked .
"You're asking who I think will win?"
I was tracking the movents of Wi Ji-yeong, who had begun to bewitch Jin Am's eyes.
"Yes."
"Placing Wi Ji-yeong fourth from the beginning was to ensure an unconditional win for the next duel in case Tae Un-seo lost."
"......Pardon?"
Baek Mu-yong seed to think I had saved him as a last resort.
"There won't be any occasion for Squad Leader Baek to step up for a duel."
I stared at Wi Ji-yeong, who was gradually increasing the number of her duplicates.
Illusion Step.
It was the na of the movent art Wi Ji-yeong learned in the Demonic Cult.
'In the first place.'
There's no way just anyone would be selected as the maid of the Demonic Cult Leader's youngest son.
The virtues of a maid can be largely seen as two things.
'Can she execute whatever I instruct at a fast speed.'
That is why Wi Ji-yeong possessed a lightness skill that reached the top tier even within the Demonic Cult.
Also,
'Strong ntal fortitude.'
No matter what harsh words she hears, no matter what treatnt she suffers.
Only by possessing the ntal fortitude to endure steadfastly could one beco a maid serving the Heavenly Demon's son.
In other words,
'When Wi Ji-yeong, who always looks cheerful, makes up her mind in earnest.'
Flash-
'She is quite scary.'
Illusions begin to increase gradually.
"Wait, wasn't it supposed to be an easy win?!"
"She's incredibly fast!"
"Like that... it looks like it will be hard for Jin Am to hit her even if he swings his saber?"
"Wait, Jin Am! We don't know when the opponent will tire out! She has no ans of attack!"
"I wonder."
The reason Wi Ji-yeong uses flying daggers is exactly because of that.
From the mont one gets bewitched by Wi Ji-yeong's illusions from the start, one should consider the duel already over.
"It has begun."
Flock of Swallows Piercing the Mountain.
Swish-!
Flying daggers are scattered high into the sky.
Dozens of flying daggers, shot from unknown origins, were fired towards Jin Am.
Clang- Clang- Thud-
"Ugh!"
Even if he could block a few flying daggers.
He couldn't block the flying daggers aiming for Jin Am's body with a ti difference.
"Aaaargh!"
As he began to swing the giant saber again, a trendous wind arose in the training field.
He seed to hope the flying daggers would falter in the wind, but.
Three Turns Return Flight.
The flying daggers that seed about to fall turned, struck other flying daggers, and flew to embed themselves in Jin Am.
"Cough!"
A flying dagger accurately embedded in Jin Am's elbow.
Along with a tingling sensation.
"Swallow Tail Acupoint Press."
Thud!
Finally, a flying dagger flew and accurately embedded itself in Jin Am's numbness acupoint.
"......."
Silence settled on the training field.
"I told you, I won't go easy on you just because you're a man."
Wi Ji-yeong, who revealed herself in front of Jin Am as the illusions disappeared, spoke.
"Don't worry too much, since I avoided all the fatal acupoints, there won't be any issues with your health!"
With those words as the end.
"Fourth duel... the winner is the Small Snow Squad's Wi Ji-yeong!"
"Yahoo! Young Master! I won!"
Seeing Wi Ji-yeong with an excited expression for winning the duel, the Diancang disciples felt an unknown fear.
***
The duel ended.
Baek Mu-yong smacked his lips as if regretful, and the disciples of the Diancang Sect looked extrely dispirited.
Baek Ri-gung, the Elder of the Diancang Sect, sent those who participated in the duel up to the martial arts stage to have them greet each other.
"It was a good duel."
Pat-
As I took a clasped hands greeting first,
"It was a good duel!"
The Diancang disciples also began to take clasped hands greetings one by one.
After exchanging greetings and descending from the martial arts stage, Jang Il-jae, the Sect Leader of the Diancang Sect, stood up from the platform.
"Everyone, you worked hard. I believe the disciples of Diancang felt many things through this duel. Since the Ice Palace is not an enemy but an ally who will subjugate the Poison Palace together with us in the future, I hope you get along well!"
"Yes!"
"Then with this, I will end the duel between Diancang and the Ice Palace......"
"Please wait a mont, Sect Leader."
Baek Ri-gung, the Elder of the Diancang Sect, stopped the Sect Leader's words.
"Hmm? Why is that?"
"Shouldn't the Young Cult Leader of the Ice Palace also say a word?"
"Waaaaaaah!"
At the words that the Young Palace Head would say, the spirits of the Diancang Sect disciples began to revive again.
"n are really..."
"They seem simple."
Cheon Deung-jin and Seong Sang-ah revealed themselves.
"Where have you been?"
"We were watching the duel from behind. Since the protagonists of this place seem to be Miss Seol and the Small Snow Squad."
I looked at the two and nodded.
"Please go out quickly."
"Yes."
At the Divine Physician's words, Seol Ye-rin stood up.
Her shimring sky-blue hair fluttered in the wind.
When Seol Ye-rin appeared in front of the platform, the Diancang disciples tried to shout cheers again but stopped.
It was because an energy overwhelming the audience was spreading from Seol Ye-rin's eyes.
Amidst the silence of the surroundings.
"Sect Leader of the Diancang Sect, Elders, and disciples of Diancang who protect the peace of Yunnan."
Seol Ye-rin's voice resonated through the training field.
Seol Ye-rin paused for a mont and slowly looked at the faces of the Diancang Sect disciples filling the training field.
Soon, she also turned her gaze to where I and the Small Snow Squad mbers were standing.
"The duel we just held was not a duel to determine who is stronger between Diancang and the Ice Palace. This duel was a process for us to confirm with each other how much power we have to confront the Poison Palace. Although our Ice Palace was able to take the result of three to one with good luck, I think the result of the duel is not important. What is more important is!"
Whoosh!
With her one word, snowflakes began to flutter in the sky of Yunnan.
"Driving the Poison Palace out of Yunnan. Let's fight well together."
"Waaaaaaah!"
As soon as Seol Ye-rin's speech ended, a roar like thunder burst out.
"I will fight and die for the Young Palace Head!"
"Why die!"
"I adore you, Young Palace Head!"
"You saw her for the first ti today!"
While the Diancang disciples shouted cheers, Seol Ye-rin ca down from the platform.
"Certainly, the Young Palace Head is the Young Palace Head. It was an impressive speech."
"You flatter , Sect Leader."
"Then I will tell them to guide you so you can rest comfortably until dinner."
"Thank you."
Seol Ye-rin finished greeting the Sect Leader and the Divine Physician and ca down to where the Small Snow Squad was.
"As expected, Young Palace Head, you were the best."
"The Diancang disciples are going crazy."
"It was moving, to the point I want to treat you to a delicious al!"
"Thank you all."
Seol Ye-rin exchanged greetings with her eyes with Cheon Deung-jin and Seong Sang-ah standing next to , then approached .
"How was I?"
At Seol Ye-rin's question, asking with sparkling eyes.
After pondering for a mont what to say, I tossed out a word.
"You were beautiful."
Blush!
At my complint, Seol Ye-rin's face turned red.
Watching that appearance of Seol Ye-rin, I thought.
Since an opportunity for the relationship between Diancang and the Ice Palace to beco quite solid had been arranged thanks to Seol Ye-rin's active role.
Now it was truly ti to clean up the Poison Palace.
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