Cale nonchalantly commented after receiving the gazes of the two Choi family people.

“What are you looking at?”

Choi Han closed his mouth while Choi Jung Soo immediately responded.

“Wait, you suddenly want us to fight?! Wait, this is, a bit-”

“Since when do you make an appointment to fight? A punk who fought extremely respectfully by scheduling all of them ended up with the title of Sword Demon?”

“Wait, but still-!”

Choi Jung Soo could not finish his sentence and just pounded his chest in frustration.

“Young master-nim.”

However, Cale sat down on a comfortable chair that Ron brought from somewhere and leisurely looked up at the sky.

“The sun will be setting soon. Hurry up.”

Next to Cale was Raon, whose eyes were sparkling, Durst, who looked refreshed, Beacrox, who was standing there watching with his arms crossed, and Sui Khan, who was chuckling for some reason.

Three people who looked nervous, Chief Eunuch Wi, the Fist King, and his great-granddaughter were all there as well.

The people from the Orthodox faction and the Unorthodox faction were not invited to the training ground. It was not mentioned to them at all.

As for Toonka, he seemed to always be playing with those Unorthodox faction bastards these days as it was hard to see him.

‘That does make me a bit anxious.’

Not having an eye on Toonka did make Cale a bit concerned. He was someone you couldn’t figure out at all.

‘Well, I’m sure he’ll take care of himself.’

Even if Toonka did cause an issue, what else could it be other than breaking something? Toonka was tough so he would walk back on his own two feet even if he was pummeled, so Cale didn’t have to worry about him getting so hurt that he couldn’t contact-

‘Holy moly.’

Cale got the chills at that moment.

‘Did I just worry about Toonka?

I must have gone crazy.’

Cale couldn’t even think about the people looking at him as he shook his head.

He could not accept the flow of his current thoughts.

He suddenly heard Choi Han’s voice at that moment.

“I will do it, Cale-nim.”

“Haaaa. I guess I have no choice.”

Choi Jung Soo shrugged his shoulders as if he had no choice.

Cale looked at the two people who agreed to fight without needing much convincing and warned them.

“This is a spar so no fatal injuries.”

He just ignored Choi Jung Soo who was looking at him with a gaze asking if that even needed to be said.

It was because the important part of his comment still needed to be said.

“However, if you half-ass it and I don’t like it, we will keep going. We will keep going even if we need to stay up all night.”

“What?!”

Choi Jung Soo became upset and shouted but Cale pointed to Raon.

“You don’t need to worry about us getting hurt.”

He then pointed at Sui Khan, Ron, and Beacrox.

“There are also people to stop you if you guys get too serious.”

Cale then crossed his arms as he continued.

“You guys both wanted to fight each other, didn’t you?”

As the two Choi men flinched…

“Isn’t this easier for you guys than talking?”

The two of them looked at each other after hearing that question.

One corner of Cale’s lips twisted up as he watched.

‘Funny punks.’

He made one last comment and stopped talking.

“Get started.”

Then there was silence.

Nobody said anything to the two of them.

There was only silence between the two of them as well.

Choi Han could not figure out what to say.

He always felt this way when looking at Choi Jung Soo.

‘Choi Jung Soo.’

Just thinking of his name made him feel like he couldn’t breathe while he could still do so.

Choi Jung Soo looked older than him but he was still his nephew.

He had seen Choi Jung Soo’s life.

How he had lived, how he had died…

That led to Choi Han carrying on Choi Jung Soo’s traces in his sword, creating the black yong.

‘In some ways, he is my master.’

Choi Jung Soo was younger than him but he was still a sort of master to him.

This Sky Sword martial art was given to him by Choi Jung Soo as well.

‘But still…’

For some reason, he wanted to be the one to say something first this time.

Choi Han firmed his resolve.

He spoke to the guy who couldn’t hide his shaking pupils when looking at him, the guy with so many emotions in his eyes.

“Come.”

sword started to roar

Ooooooooong-

of light almost

black aura started to take

was the form

but had its mouth shut as if it had been silent in

eyes the moment

‘They’re the same.’

this black

silence that you could only have after

his black yong

In that case…

“Of course.”

go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is calling

Jung Soo opened his

pulled out

iron sword came out of

Ooooooooong-

white aura poured out of his

the moment he

white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s memories he had seen in

now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert had put

while looking at the two

even rougher while Choi Jung Soo’s became more

two of

Choi family sword art.

and Choi Han, who was temporarily affected by Choi Jung Soo’s sword art, seemed to become similar to

to

were different people and had lived different

the two of their true

filled their hearts with the same things

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

some mysterious

attacked

black fought back

Baaaaaang-

loud noise

appeared in

any attention to the shield.

and white yongs intertwining with each other

Baaaaang—!

his body ever so slightly

black yong then bared its fangs

yong leisurely dodged and cleverly tightened

Choi Han laughed.

first but he

was nothing he could do about

was his

violent and

Jung Soo was

It was smooth.

than before, he

make him look unsightly. He looked

did not fall into the dirty mud but waited and watched until the opponent ran wild to

that the Sword

he couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts were

because he created the black yong

Soo, who had worked with the God of Death after

held

was also full

was full of the determination to protect the thing he

it and sharpened it

probably had no choice as he needed to be

Han clenched

was no one to protect

Soo’s

unfamiliar and

once removed, you’re going

let out a

“No way.”

was slowly becoming

and solitude that had built up in the Forest of

moved without caring

that was how his sword

was Choi

got hurt and wanted

was

didn’t, his friends would find a way to take down

full of despair as if

Soo would not have been

Han could not laugh

sensing a stealthy

Clang!

even

eyes while listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo was

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you don’t

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still on his

of someone who wanted to pierce through

Han swung his sword without

blocked his attacks with the smile now

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

ground was being destroyed in multiple

spar. However,

not even slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs were slowly

the two of their conversation was buried in the explosion that only the

that text was

Han had been contemplating things while looking at the Sky

Is that really the Sky

Jung Soo became

Han with a stiff expression on his face. He simply swung his sword

other hand, Choi

his black aura around while calmly

the Sky Sword. Such rumors would not spread for no reason. However, is what you

that Choi Jung Soo gave

when he said

suited

learned that martial

after reading through the writer’s hidden thoughts

a martial arts text with

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