The Genius Grandson of the Namgung Family Chapter 55

The Genius Grandson of the Namgung Family

Chapter 55

“Wh-What?!”

Moyong Ju-san let out an angry roar.

He spoke as if he didn’t care at all about what Namgung Min had just said.

“You tried to defeat me in just one move?”

“My martial arts is Lightning Flash. It becomes more meaningful when the first attack succeeds. However, unfortunately, I failed.”

Contrary to his words, Namgung Min’s face looked extremely pleased.

He looked as if he would have been rather disappointed if it had ended in just one move, as he said.

“Azure Divine Dragon. I understand that your martial arts are superior compared to your peers. But if you ignore experience, you’ll pay dearly for it.”

“Please, I beg you. Show me that experience you speak of.”

Although Namgung Min spoke sincerely, for some reason, Moyong Ju-san heard it as mockery.

“Let me give you some advice as your senior. Don’t rely too much on your innate strength!”

Ta-da-da-da-!

Moyong Ju-san gripped his sword with both hands and charged forward.

His attitude was quite different from the other Moyong family martial artists until now.

He never looked down on Namgung Min and was giving his all from the start.

Whoosh- Whoosh-!

He kept advancing forward while swinging his sword repeatedly.

Two times, three times…

As he kept swinging his sword as if he didn’t know the word fatigue, Namgung Min had no choice but to keep stepping back to avoid the sword.

‘The openings are less visible than I thought. Is this indeed the swordsmanship of the Five Great Families?’

While stepping back, Namgung Min carefully observed Moyong Bi-san’s sword.

Though it seemed like he was swinging his sword randomly, the sword would immediately follow through to minimize any defenseless state after each swing.

Tak-

Lost in trying to learn more about Moyong Bi-san’s sword technique, Namgung Min reached the edge of the training ground.

“Already?”

At that moment, Namgung Min was slightly taken aback.

“Winning doesn’t always require superior martial arts. In a martial arts match, pushing your opponent off also counts as a disqualification.”

A smile spread across Moyong Ju-san’s face.

No matter how extraordinary Namgung Min was, he was still a young man.

He probably never imagined this kind of approach in a martial arts match where techniques should be competing against each other.

“Haap!”

Moyong Ju-san let out a battle cry and charged at Namgung Min with all his might.

He intended to push Namgung Min off and make him fall.

Teok-!

He lowered his upper body to hit Namgung Min’s abdomen with his shoulder, while grabbing Namgung Min’s waist with both hands.

‘Got it. Went in perfectly.’

“Haaap!”

He thought all he had to do now was push Namgung Min in this position.

However.

“Heup! Heuup!”

No matter how hard he tried, Namgung Min didn’t budge an inch.

Even when Moyong Ju-san surrounded his body with internal energy, or when he dug his feet in with all his might, the result was the same.

“N-No, how?!”

He unconsciously stopped pushing and looked up at Namgung Min’s face.

Unlike his own face that had turned red from exertion, Namgung Min’s face was peaceful.

“What did you do?!”

“Just a simple Ten Thousand Jin Weight technique.”

Namgung Min said casually.

But to Moyong Ju-san, it came as a huge shock.

‘Does this mean that the depth of internal energy of Namgung Min, who has barely passed twenty, is greater than mine?!’

The moment he realized this, he felt as if Namgung Min suddenly appeared even larger.

Paat!

Moyong Ju-san quickly distanced himself from Namgung Min.

He judged that if he stayed close and got caught by Namgung Min, things would become extremely difficult.

“A-Are you a monster?”

In response to Moyong Ju-san’s words, Namgung Min returned a beautiful smile instead of an answer.

“Now it’s my turn to attack.”

“Tch!”

Namgung Min took a quick deep breath and drew up his vital energy.

Crack- Crack-

Blue lightning-like energy began to flash around Namgung Min’s body.

It was the unique vital energy of the Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Technique when he drew up his energy to the limit.

“Where do you think you’re going! Suddenly coming to his senses, Moyong Ju-san charged at Namgung Min.

Only fools would give their opponent time to gather and refine their vital energy.

‘Faster, stronger!’

Swaaaak!

Moyong Ju-san rushed at Namgung Min at the fastest speed he had ever reached in his life.

For just a moment, a trace of bewilderment crossed Namgung Min’s expression.

‘Got him!’

He inwardly rejoiced as he extended his sword toward Namgung Min.

When the sword reached right in front of Namgung Min’s nose.

Kwarung-!

Finally, the lightning struck.

However, that lightning wasn’t aimed at Moyong Ju-san.

Namgung Min literally disappeared for a moment, then reappeared with the lightning flash about ten feet to the side.

“Huh, huuh?!”

Moyong Ju-san’s confused voice echoed.

Thanks to his pursuit, Namgung Min had been standing at the edge of the training ground.

And when Namgung Min wasn’t where he should have been, Moyong Ju-san couldn’t control his momentum and kept going forward.

Kwadang-

Moyong Ju-san fell ungracefully below the training ground.

Looking down at such Moyong Ju-san from the training ground, Namgung Min spoke.

“Senior. I learned well that winning doesn’t always require martial arts. I’m truly grateful that you taught me this personally.”

Then he walked down the training ground steps with steady steps.

“The, the winner is Namgung Min of the Namgung family!”

The final victory declaration of the Gentleman Sword fell.

Total record: seven matches, five wins, two losses.

It was an overwhelming victory for the Namgung family.

“Wow! Did you see that? I thought it was a bolt from the blue!”

“To think I would see such a sight in my lifetime. Will I ever see such a spectacle again before I die?”

“Indeed. I’ll never forget this sight for the rest of my life.”

Most ordinary citizens never get the chance to see martial arts matches in their lifetime.

They were satisfied just by being able to see such high-level martial arts matches, and seven of them in succession at that.

“Min. You really worked hard. It was a wonderful match.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Hoho. You’re truly developing day by day. To be honest, I can’t gauge how far you’ll grow.”

“You’re too kind, Grandfather.”

Namgung Min was peaceful, as if he had just done what was naturally expected of him.

“Sincere congratulations on your victory, Elder.”

At that moment, Moyong Bi-san staggered towards Namgung Mu-ryong and bowed his head respectfully.

“I acknowledge my defeat. From now on, I will ensure never to cause you any concern.”

“Well, it’s fine. Thanks to you, I got to come out with my family like this. It was a good time. Are you alright?”

“Thanks to your consideration, I don’t seem to have any major injuries.”

Namgung Mu-ryong responded with a smile.

As he said, Moyong Bi-san appeared fine on the outside.

For the sake of his dignity, Namgung Mu-ryong deliberately avoided hitting his face, and chose to only cause pain without damaging bones or muscles.

“Then, we’ll clean up here, so please go in and rest first.”

“Alright. Then we’ll head in first.”

When Namgung Mu-ryong stood up, all family members followed him.

Ha Hyeon also headed towards the quarters but suddenly turned back to look at the training ground.

“Wow… it was more exciting than I thought.”

The sensation from earlier seemed to vividly come back to him.

Though it was a wooden sword, the pain of being hit for the first time.

And likewise, that dull sensation when he struck and hit someone for the first time.

Finally, that elation at the moment of victory.

Thinking that he had created all of this himself, somehow it felt unbelievable.

“Hyeon! Come quickly!”

“Yes, Sister!”

Ha Hyeon turned away from the training ground again and walked away with strength.

Inwardly reminding himself that this moment was just the first step in his life as a martial artist.

* * *

After returning to the quarters and taking a brief rest, Ha Hyeon noticed something strange in the atmosphere.

‘Even if Brother Hwan and Sister So-hwa are like that because they lost their matches, why does Brother Min look like that?’

All three of his siblings had unfavorable expressions.

To be more precise, Namgung Hwan was muttering to himself with a serious expression.

“Should I work harder from here? No, how could I work even harder than this? But am I going to be satisfied with just this level after losing again? Hah… but I don’t want to work too hard…”

Ha Hyeon focused his energy on his hearing to listen to the muttering and almost burst out laughing, but barely held it in because the atmosphere was serious.

In So-hwa’s case, it was rather simple.

She was purely angry.

Her trembling clenched fists as she stared into space clearly showed she was reviewing the earlier match.

“Hyeon!”

“Yes, Sister.”

“When I was fighting that auntie earlier…”

“Auntie?” When Ha Hyeon asked back, Namgung So-hwa nodded as if it was obvious.

Ha Hyeon thought to himself that she didn’t look that old, but in the current situation, he didn’t dare bring that up.

“Anyway! If I had been holding a real sword, I would have won that fight, right? Since I struck her ankle first.”

“I guess so? She couldn’t have counterattacked like that with just one leg.”

“Right?! Yes. I didn’t really lose. In the martial arts world, in a real fight, I would have won.”

Ha Hyeon was amazed at So-hwa’s competitive spirit.

‘But… I really don’t understand what’s wrong with Brother Min.’

They say you can know ten fathoms deep in water, but not one fathom deep in people’s hearts.

No matter how clever Ha Hyeon was, unless Namgung Min spoke up, there was no way to know what he was thinking.

“Sigh…”

Namgung Min heaved a big sigh and finally went outside.

“Um, Brother went out, shouldn’t we follow him? His expression doesn’t look good at all.”

There was no answer, so Ha Hyeon turned his head to look alternately at Namgung Hwan and So-hwa, but neither seemed to be in a state to go out with Ha Hyeon right now.

“Aish.”

Finally, Ha Hyeon also let out a small sigh and followed Namgung Min alone.

* * *

In truth, Namgung Min had been really looking forward to this martial arts match.

His dream was to travel the martial arts world someday and test his skills against numerous masters.

Though it seemed like an impossible dream right now due to family matters, he had been extremely excited just to be able to exchange moves with people from another family like this.

“But it was below expectations…”

Namgung Min could clearly feel it in his first exchange with Moyong Ju-san.

That if he fought seriously, he could easily subdue him.

So he deliberately received several of his attacks.

Expecting that he could learn something he didn’t know.

“Sigh.”

He exhaled while rubbing his face.

But he gained nothing from this match.

Even after countless missions, he still hadn’t been able to face any real masters.

Most missions involved dealing with small fry.

‘Moyong Cheong… they said he showed promise at the Dragon Phoenix Gathering.’

Though he only attended the Dragon Phoenix Gathering once, the later-stage disciples couldn’t satisfy his hunger.

That’s why he never participated in the Dragon Phoenix Gathering after that.

“What should I do to face stronger masters?”

He asked a question that would never be answered while looking at the beautifully decorated pond in the estate.

But an answer came immediately.

Not from the pond, but from behind him.

“Wait three years.”

“What?”

Namgung Min turned around in surprise to find Ha Hyeon standing behind him, having arrived there at some point.

“If you just wait three years, I’ll become a master that will satisfy you, Brother.”

“Hyeon?”

Ha Hyeon seemed to have understood everything Namgung Min was thinking after hearing his soliloquy.

Namgung Min’s ears turned red with embarrassment for a moment.

“This is embarrassing…”

“Why is it embarrassing to want to face stronger opponents as a martial artist?”

“Haha. Yes. You’re right.”

Namgung Min was humble by nature and wasn’t used to expressing himself this way.

As a result, it ended up looking like Ha Hyeon was teaching Namgung Min.

Namgung Min patted Ha Hyeon’s head.

“Hyeon. I hope you grow quickly.”

“I’ll chase after you hard, so Brother, you need to run further ahead.”

Namgung Min found his smile at Ha Hy

eon’s words.

In front of Ha Hyeon’s bold confidence, he decided to reveal his long-hidden inner thoughts.

“Hyeon.”

“Yes, Brother.”

“Don’t you have any desire to become the family head?”