Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 260

# 260 – The Lazy Strikes (5)

Flower Rain.

Seeing the ultimate technique of the Tang family, which they had only heard about, was fortunate. Those with low martial arts skills were captivated by the beauty of the Flower Rain, but those with a high level shuddered at the cruelty hidden behind it.

The area was full of hidden weapons. They fell at different times and followed unpredictable trajectories.

How are they supposed to block that?

‘Was the Dark King this powerful?’

Even Chung Yeon trembled at the sight of the Flower Rain.

What if he was down there?

He would block, block, and block again. If he failed even once, he would be injured. That injury would slow his reaction, accumulating more injuries. Finally, he would be defeated by the rain of hidden weapons.

Chung Yeon, who realized that the Dark King’s power was greater than he thought, looked at Wei Yanho.

Everyone knew it.

That Wei Yanho was strong.

But they were also unaware of something.

They could guess the relative strength of Wei Yanho, but he had never shown his true power.

They had only seen his opponents fly away helplessly.

And now, Wei Yanho was showing his power.

‘Dazzling.’

Wei Yanho began to shine among the petals falling as if they covered the sky. His sword was surrounded by a white light.

And that light began to grow.

Chung Yeon watched the scene in disbelief.

‘Is this a fight between humans?’

Although it was a fight with swords and hidden weapons, it seemed like an illusion.

The light from Wei Yanho’s sword kept growing.

The light emanating from the sword filled the stage and then filled the world.

A dazzling glow.

And…

The rain of petals disappeared before Wei Yanho’s brilliance, like summer displacing spring.

Tang Cheongun lowered his hands and looked at Wei Yanho.

“…….”

He was speechless.

His Flower Rain, launched with all his might, had dissipated without even leaving a scratch on Wei Yanho. It had not bounced off, it had dissipated.

After moving his lips several times, he said resignedly:

“How is it possible?”

“What?”

“How…”

Tang Cheongun couldn’t continue.

What should he ask?

‘How did he block all those hidden weapons?’

Tang Cheongun laughed.

He already knew the answer.

Because he is strong.

Because he is extremely strong.

What other answer could there be?

Tang Cheongun looked around.

The audience was looking at him in amazement. Not at Wei Yanho, but at him.

‘As expected.’

People want to see the strong fall before a new hero. But when they see it, they feel strangeness.

They were watching the Dark King, a star of the martial world, fall before the new hero, Wei Yanho.

“You are strong.”

“I am normal.”

Wei Yanho was still standing with his legs apart, trembling.

Tang Cheongun thought for a moment about why Wei Yanho was like that, but he also understood it.

‘That’s why.’

If he had grown up normally, he would not have exceeded expectations. That is why he is so different.

Wei Yanho will inherit everything he had built. Wei Yanho’s reputation will grow as much as his own, and all his achievements will be used to describe Wei Yanho as “the one who defeated Tang Cheongun.”

“They say that the Yangtze River replaces the Yellow River, but I did not expect to be replaced.”

“That’s life.”

“Yes, I guess so.”

Tang Cheongun said resignedly:

“I thought I could avoid that law.”

“Saying that your life is over just because you lost is an exaggeration.”

“Do you think so?”

Wei Yanho nodded.

“My master said that a defeat does not lose everything. The only thing that is lost is confidence in victory.”

“Hmm, I see.”

“Of course, he added: ‘I don’t know, I’ve never lost.'”

“…I see.”

Tang Cheongun smiled softly.

He felt that something that had been oppressing him was fading away. The pressure of having to strengthen his clan and the burden of not being able to lose. All that was freeing him.

Tang Cheongun, who felt freedom for the first time in decades after his defeat, looked at Wei Yanho.

‘Not bad.’

The fact that he had lost to a young man hurt him, but the fact that that young man was Wei Yanho, somehow, made him feel good.

The martial world will change according to the movements of that young man. Being part of that beginning was not so bad.

“Can I tell you something?”

“Yes, go ahead.”

Dang Cheongun cleared his throat and said:

“You are strong.”

“Yes, I know.”

“…You are abnormally strong.”

“Yes, I know that too.”

“…….”

Those who tried to talk to Wei Yanho like a normal person were left speechless. Tang Cheongun was not wrong.

After a moment of silence, Tang Cheongun spoke with difficulty:

“Strength carries responsibility. The martial world will ask a lot of you.”

“It depends on me whether I do it or not.”

“And…”

Tang Cheongun began to say what he really wanted to say.

“Being strong is good, but strength is not everything. There are many ways to defeat someone stronger. I hope you consider it and don’t fall easily.”

“Huh?”

Tang Cheongun smiled kindly.

“It would be painful if the man who defeated Tang Cheongun was defeated by someone weak. Remember that.”

“Hmm, I understand.”

Chung Yeon smiled at the sight of that.

That a senior of the martial world could give such advice after losing was something amazing.

‘The Dark King is the Dark King.’

The title of king is not granted by just anyone. And the attitude of the Dark King proved that he deserved that title, even after losing.

It is difficult for defeat to be beautiful.

‘It’s good that it ended like this.’

It was the best result for Chung Yeon.

Wei Yanho had won against Tang Cheongun. If Wei Yanho had started to cause problems based on his grudge towards the Tang family, the situation would have spiraled out of control. But fortunately, Wei Yanho was listening to Tang Cheongun.

Now, it would be difficult for Wei Yanho to mention his grudge towards the Tang family. Wei Yanho had gained fame and honor, and Tang Cheongun had gained something.

‘Cunning.’

He didn’t know if Tang Cheongun had planned it, but he had managed to save his clan’s reputation.

“It’s good.”

“Huh?”

Gong Mujin, who had been blocking the hidden weapons, tilted his head.

“This will resolve the grudge between the Wei family and the Tang family of Sichuan.”

“Leader?”

Chung Yeon frowned when Gong Mujin seemed confused.

“Why? Wasn’t it resolved well?”

“…Leader.”

Gong Mujin sighed.

Just when Chung Yeon was about to ask, Wei Yanho spoke:

“Are you done?”

Chung Yeon’s gaze turned to Wei Yanho.

“What do you mean?”

Wei Yanho, with his legs apart, said:

“Are you done talking?”

“…I think so.”

“So, now that you’re done, can I do my thing?”

“Your thing?”

And at that moment…

Wei Yanho ran towards Tang Cheongun and hit his face with the sword.

*Kwaddeudeuk!*

It was an incomprehensible sound and incident.

The audience froze like frogs that had seen a snake. Their minds went blank upon witnessing something they could not comprehend.

What was happening?

“This old man!”

*Chwaaaaaak!*

When Wei Yanho’s sword hit Tang Cheongun’s head, it sounded like someone was hitting someone’s back with a whip.

“Eh…”

The mouths of those present began to open slowly.

“Here!”

*Bang!*

Tang Cheongun fell to the ground with foam in his mouth when the handle of the sword hit him. Wei Yanho roared at the sight of Dang Cheongun on the ground.

“I fooled you!”

Wei Yanho raised his leg.

Chung Yeon reached out without realizing it.

‘Can’t… it be?’

Wei Yanho always does what one does not expect. Wei Yanho began to trample Tang Cheongun mercilessly.

“You use poison and hidden weapons and act like a gentleman! What? So what if I defeated you?”

‘Enough.’

Chung Yeon felt his soul leaving him as he watched Tang Cheongun being trampled.

No, that is the Dark King.

He should not be treated like this.

“What a hypocrite! Old man! Behave according to your age!”

“What are you doing?! Wei Jeonghan! Stop your son!”

Wei Jeonghan, who finally realized what was happening, jumped onto the stage in horror. Gong Mujin, who had not dared to intervene, also jumped onto the stage.

“Yanho! Calm down!”

Wei Jeonghan ran towards Wei Yanho, grabbed him, and began to drag him away.

“No! This guy!”

“Y… yes, calm down.”

“Let go of me! This guy poisoned me! And then he pretended to be nice. What a madman!”

“Calm down! Yes? Yanho. Calm down!”

“Crazy old man! You have poison in your brain! I have never seen anything so absurd! Old man, if I see you again, I will tear off your beard!”

The crowd lowered their heads as they heard Wei Yanho’s scream.

Chung Yeon wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

‘This tournament is ruined.’

Completely ruined.

Wei Yanho’s scream, Chung Yeon’s tears, and the audience’s sighs marked the end of the day.