Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 185

**Chapter 185: The Holgazan Receives a Lesson (5)**

Sima Cheonse took his group to his own training camp.

Although he was the leader of the Righteous Martial Alliance, he was also a warrior in his heyday. He needed to train to maintain his sharp abilities. So, there was a special training camp for the leader.

“Hmm, a magnificent training ground.”

Gong Mujin exclaimed upon arrival at the training camp.

He saw a wide open space with a solid stone floor. Most people would not know that there was this training ground behind the Righteous Martial Alliance.

“The strangers can’t come in. So don’t worry.”

Sima Cheonse said hitting his chest.

But Wei Yanho’s response was abrupt.

“If I wanted to, I could see everything!”

“Hahahaha, that could be true. But few would dare enter here without my permission.”

“What if someone dares?”

“It would be a good show.”

“Hmm.”

Wei Yanho tried to find any excuse to cancel the fight, but Sima Cheonse was not going to let Wei Yanho escape.

‘I’m curious.’

According to what I had heard, Wei Yanho’s internal energy level was already exceptional, but his skill level and age did not coincide.

Teachers tend to perfect their martial arts after the age of majority, but that only happens in legends. Also, it is not known how much of that is exaggeration.

Even if only half of what Wei Yanho had done was true, it would be the appearance of a young master unprecedented in martial world history.

Then Wei Yanho’s influence on the martial world would be immense. The martial world admires the strong. The title of the best warrior in the world is an illusion without real power, but it also has an immense influence that no one can ignore.

A single word from someone without status can override someone’s words in a position of power.

That is the meaning of force in the martial world.

“…… just…”

“Yes?”

“A… it doesn’t matter.”

Sima Cheonse licked his lips.

Wei Sanho, who was next to Wei Yanho, drew his attention. As a warrior, he was a role model, and someone who could bring harmony to the martial world with his influence, but why had his younger brother, and not him, reached that level?

“……why are you looking at me like that?”

When Wei Yanho tilted his head, Sima Cheonse smiled uncomfortably.

“It’s nothing.”

“Did you feel anything strange?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Hmm.”

Wei Yanho pouted.

“What’s wrong with my look?”

“It looked like my father’s gaze.”

“Isn’t that good?”

“…… do you think it’s good?”

I don’t think so.

Sima Cheonse looked at Wei Jeonghan.

Wei Jeonghan nodded as if he understood.

“Kheugh… we didn’t come here not to fight.”

“Yes. As we are already here, there is no choice.”

“Fine. Prepare yourselves.”

Sima Cheonse moved away from Wei Yanho.

“Return.”

Gong Mujin, with a tense expression, caused people to retreat.

“Go back more.”

Wei Jeonghan looked at Gong Mujin with amazement.

“More?”

“Yes. You must go further back.”

“Hmm…”

A shadow appeared on Wei Jeonghan’s face.

Gong Mujin, who knew well the skills of Wei Jeonghan and Wei Sanho, was making them retreat so much, which meant that the impact of their fight would be greater than Wei Jeonghan had anticipated.

‘That much?’

Sima Cheonse was an invincible warrior for Wei Jeonghan. But he had never imagined that Wei Yanho, his son, would show enough power to make them retreat so far in a fight against Sima Cheonse.

How many know the Wei Yanho skill level five years ago?

Even if Wei Yanho had dramatically improved in five years, and consumed inner energy cores of dragons or snakes as if they were food, it would be impossible for him to match Sima Cheonse.

But Gong Mujin, who had witnessed the power of Wei Yanho, was saying it was possible.

‘How much has improved.’

A strange mixture of tension and expectation filled Wei Jeonghan’s heart.

Wei Sanho, who seemed to feel the same, was looking at Wei Yanho with an expression of anticipation.

When they moved away from the training camp, Gong Mujin spoke.

“Protect others, Grand Master Wei and Sanho. Jangil, you too.”

“Understood.”

“Yes.”

Han Sangah looked at Wei Jeonghan with concern.

“You’re not trying to kill your son? I don’t understand the leader’s actions. Although your son has improved, how could he face the leader?”

“He’s not someone who doesn’t know his limits, so he’ll control himself. Do you think he would use all his strength against a young man?”

“But…”

“Don’t worry. He is Sima Cheonse.”

Gong Mujin, after organizing the situation, looked at the two who were facing a strange expression.

‘Controlling…’

If he thought so, he could get into a big problem.

“Have you learned the martial arts from the Treasury of the Sword Emperor?”

Wei Yanho shook his head.

“No.”

“You seem to have had enough time.”

“No, it’s just…”

Wei Yanho scratched his cheek.

“It’s hard enough to master my current martial arts, I don’t need to learn that. It’s too annoying.”

“Even the martial arts of the Sword Emperor?”

“Have you seen him?”

“Yes.”

“Have you learned that?”

“…I’m a fist master.”

Wei Yanho nodded, but a doubt appeared on his face.

‘Do you think I should learn it?’

It wasn’t that I was weak or in trouble, but it seemed like a technique with many flaws. Why should I learn it?

‘I should see other techniques later.’

I needed to find out if there was a problem with that technique, or if all the martial techniques were like that.

But later, much later.

Sima Cheonse rewrote and smiled.

“It doesn’t matter. I heard your level isn’t low. Today I can exercise a little. I’ve been bored without using my strength.”

“Before you said there were countless people who wanted you to teach them a technique.”

“Nonsense.”

Sima Cheonse snapped his tongue.

“Do you know how difficult it is to fight carefully against someone who could die with a single blow? Strong people don’t want to fight seriously for their reputation and status. In the end, I can only train with young people whom I can easily beat, how could I not be bored?”

“…If the students you have trained listen to that, they will be angry…”

“If you didn’t listen to him, that’s fine.”

Sima Cheonse smiled and raised his fist.

“But I think you can get my fist. I hope at least half of your rumors are true.”

“Hmm…”

“Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you. The goal of this fight is to verify your skill level.”

“Hmm…”

Wei Yanho stretched out his hand toward his waist, took his sword and removed the holster.

♪ Swish. ♪

Without saying anything, he drew his sword and nailed it to the ground.

“Oh?”

Sima Cheonse nodded repeatedly, impressed by the position of Wei Yanho, who was looking at his opponent with his sword in his hand.

“Well, are you ready?”

“I don’t know if I should say this…”

“Yes?”

“My teacher said something, and I think the leader should hear it.”

“What is it?”

Faced with Sima Cheonse’s question, Wei Yanho said quietly:

“Even a powerful warrior like a tiger is dead if he underestimates his opponent. A warrior must accurately assess his opponent’s abilities in any situation.”

Sima Cheonse’s expression hardened.

“And another thing.”

“…what?”

“No warrior in the world can relax in front of my sword. My sword is unique in the world and deserves the respect of all.”

Sima Cheonse let go of a laugh.

“Who is your teacher?”

At that moment…

♪ Rumble! ♪

Wei Yanho kicked the ground, and the solid stone floor crumbled like mud and flew out.

And with that momentum, Wei Yanho threw himself into Sima Cheonse with incredible strength.

“What!”

Sima Cheonse, seeing Wei Yanho approaching at an incredible speed, instinctively extended his fist.

♪ Gooooooooo! ♪

A blow with immense internal energy tearing the air pushed Wei Yanho.

But Wei Yanho was Wei Yanho.

“Haap!”

An intense light came out of Wei Yanho’s sword, and cut Sima Cheonse’s fist in two.

♪ Swish! ♪

With a sound as if a cloth had torn, Sima Cheonse’s powerful fist split in two.

Sima Cheonse’s eyes were wide open.

Then…

♪ Thump! ♪

Wei Yanho’s sword, which had crossed Sima Cheonse’s fist like a tent, struck Sima Cheonse’s right shoulder. Sima Cheonse said nothing and looked at Wei Yanho’s sword on his shoulder.

The anger filled Sima Cheonse’s face. His red face seemed about to explode. Several emotions seized him.

But then his face showed resignation.

Sima Cheonse, who had been looking at Wei Yanho with amazement, finally resigned.

“……I have lost.”

The atmosphere got cold.

* * *

“…….”

Saha, the Historian, couldn’t speak.

“He… won?”

“Well, there were several reasons.”

Gwang Gusin Gye continued calmly:

“Two people with similar abilities, or even with a small difference, fought, but if one underestimated the other, the result could be that way.”

“……right.”

“Even the most cautious people wouldn’t think that a young man who hasn’t lived a quarter of his life would have the same skills as them. Can you say that the leader was neglected?”

“No.”

Saha shook his head.

Anyone would have been careless.

“That was the problem. Anyone who had been there would have had the same result. The leader is amazing. Although he lost to young Wei Yanho, he accepted defeat. At that moment, I thought, ‘This person is really a giant’.”

“Certainly.”

Saha urged Gwang Gusin Gye, who was looking at the roof with nostalgia.

“A… that’s how it ended?”

“Of course not.”

Gwang Gusin Gye smiled.

“The leader is not an ordinary person. It would not end like this.”