I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch
Chapter 221: Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition (3)

When Qing first rose onto the arena, the audience was just looking over her body lines or trying to peek inside her veil.

But among the masters, exclamations burst out.

While it’s easy to be valiant with quick and high movement techniques, it’s extremely difficult to appear elegant, gentle, and demure.

When the leisurely half-gravity flight of the Yue Maiden Footwork was revealed, those who prided themselves as masters all failed to hold back their exclamations and let out “Huh!” in amazement.

Then, when Qing lightly touched down on her toes and gracefully found her center without any wobbling, they were busy praising “Oh, how wonderful!” failing a thousand attempts to hold back exclamations.

Except for the Wudang Sect Leader Yu Jikgeom Chae Geon Immortal.

How unlucky, meeting a strong opponent in the first match of the main tournament, wasn’t Wudang’s progress in danger of ending early?

And then they seemed to be talking, but when Qing gently pushed off the ground first, he was completely frustrated.

Martial artists may not know others’ realms but they know their own, so the Divine Maiden Sect disciple must have offered to go first, and that Hwan Yuk bastard didn’t recognize his opponent and instead gave up the first move, it was obvious without even hearing.

And he was doubly frustrated because of the Immortal Yu Ha chattering next to him.

“I tell you, I recognized right away. That child is the one who will lead the future of the martial arts world. How could I not give her a title? Right?”

Next to him, the Immortal Yu Ha kept babbling shamelessly. Anyone listening would think she was a Mount Hua Sect disciple, not a Divine Maiden Sect disciple.

In fact, he was just boasting about his own insight, so the listeners also had expressions like they wished he would stop already.

In the masters’ evaluation of the match, they would praise Qing’s amazing self-control and resourcefulness.

Isn’t it normal for young people with outstanding skills to be desperate to show off their talents?

But she calmly observed her opponent and instead imitated the opponent’s subtleties, so rather than a match to show off to others, her eagerness to learn stood out.

And how about that one move that decided the match after ten exchanges?

After flowing with softness against each other, suddenly breaking the flow with swiftness and strength, even if the Wudang disciple’s achievement was a couple levels higher, the outcome would have been the same.

Moreover, it wasn’t a movement from any martial art but pure improvisation, showing the sharpness of an experienced martial artist tempered in real combat.

Qing was also proud for the same reason.

The vertical stomp was to create downward speed by pouring the whole body’s strength, and the hand chop was an application of Ximen Surin-style nuclear noogie.

It was quite far from the softness she intended with her training in Kaifeng, but she was proud to have achieved victory through her own judgment rather than predetermined movements engraved in her head.

Hwan Yuk also accepted the result.

He had done his best, and looking back, there was no way to block that eleventh exchange move with the martial arts he had.

Unless he had laid flat on an iron plate and rolled away to escape, the Wudang Taiji principle of receiving attacks and returning them as attacks couldn’t reach that level.

However, people other than the participants and masters didn’t understand.

Because it was a soft vs soft fight rather than hard vs hard, the speed of exchanges wasn’t fast.

So while Hwan Yuk was busy moving and constantly displaying the flashy Taiji Sword offensively, Qing looked like she was on the defensive, barely receiving attacks.

Because Qing was observing with her eyes and clumsily imitating softness while dealing with it, not properly displaying sword techniques, to spectators without discernment, it looked like she wasn’t fighting properly and just showing off her figure.

Then suddenly, one hand chop, thud.

That’s right! It was a noogie!

Then the referee immediately blew the whistle, ended the match, and declared the veiled woman’s victory, so from the audience’s perspective, it was dumbfounding and infuriating.

Naturally, boos full of criticism poured down on the arena.

Not just criticism, but half-eaten dumplings and noodles and other trash flew in.

Of course, since the audience members weren’t experts in throwing hidden weapons, the guests in the expensive front row seats had quite an unpleasant experience.

-Boo! What is this! What kind of martial arts match is this!

-What is this! Is there trickery in the match!

-You’re going easy because she’s a woman! Do it properly! There’s no man or woman in martial arts! You dog!

-I bet twenty taels on the favorite!

The fact that Qing’s odds were seriously low was also one of the main reasons for the criticism.

They had bet big money on Hwan Yuk, saying if you bet, you win 1.07 times your money.

Some who aimed for the underdog odds enjoyed 11.7 times returns, but they had bought for fun so only small change came back as pocket money.

For reference, about one-tenth of all the lost betting money was eaten by the betting merchants, and about 70% of the rest was eaten by Cheon Yuhak alone.

Anyway, for these reasons, the commotion wouldn’t settle down, and rather, the audience members united as “you, me, us” and raised the level of criticism.

“Quiet!! Be quiet!!”

Even when the host shouted with inner power, they wouldn’t listen, to the point where it seemed like a riot might break out.

In the end, all the way from leaving the arena and passing through the ship’s corridor under the wooden boards, those jeers were caught by Qing’s superhuman hearing.

“I am ashamed that the situation has come to this. It’s because ordinary people don’t have the discernment to recognize martial arts, so please don’t be too angry, Miss.”

Returning to the waiting room, an older Murim Alliance warrior comforted Qing and continued:

“I’m going to urgently ask the elders for commentary on the match, so it will calm down soon.”

At this, Qing shook her head.

There was still the martial arts competition schedule left.

Wasn’t there an event Master was waiting for later, some kind of grand agenda meeting?

Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to delay the order of events just because the audience was criticizing a bit?

And what commentary for just the first unimportant match?

“It’s alright. It’s just the first match, so as the competition progresses, those people will realize they didn’t recognize the skill. This will naturally be resolved, so how can I trouble those people just for my sake?”

“Indeed. I am grateful for your magnanimity, Miss.”

Yu Seonyeop, the Short Sword General and head of the Murim Conference organizing committee, admired and gave a respectful salute.

Not only was her achievement in the match outstanding, but her mature and composed attitude at such a young age was even more pleasing.

The Alliance Leader gave a Wucheon Pavilion room to some young girl, but now meeting her in person, he thought she could certainly become a great figure of the orthodox faction in the future.

Qing didn’t know who he was and just thought he was an organizing staff member, but Yu Seonyeop the Short Sword General is normally in charge of internal affairs as the Murim Alliance’s housekeeper.

After Qing unknowingly thoroughly enchanted Yu Seonyeop with her Ximen Surin-style beauty walk and returned to the Divine Maiden Sect seats, Ximen Surin was showing subtle anger.

“Haah. The reason I haven’t come out to the world for a long time is because I hated seeing things like this. Look, disciple, this is the world’s view of female martial artists. If you were a man, those rabble wouldn’t dare make such ignorant noises.”

“Come on, don’t worry. Will they keep saying such things even after I win the martial arts competition?”

“Are you not angry, disciple?”

“Not particularly. What’s the use of those who can’t even land a hit talking? Anyway, by the finals of the competition, they’ll completely change their tune and say something else.”

At this, Ximen Surin clicked her tongue.

“You have a good temperament, girl.”

“Hehe.”

“That’s not a compliment. What use is a girl who’s just unnecessarily kind-hearted?”

Then Qing quietly brought up:

“By the way, is there any need for me to stay here longer? Master, didn’t you say you were going to the grand agenda meeting?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to watch since they might be your opponents? Why, do you have something to do?”

“I urgently need to consult my second master about something. About his martial arts.”

“Then it can’t be helped. There aren’t any events you can participate in anyway. I was thinking of taking you around to greet people at the banquet, but I’ll have to postpone that.”

It’s not about going around greeting people.

For someone like Ximen Surin, it’s not about going to show off her disciple, but the Nine Sects One Union sect leaders and clan heads should come to pay their respects.

“Hehe, I’m sorry.”

At this, Ximen Surin smiled and replied:

“What are you sorry for? With your rank, there’s no need to set a date for greetings. If you urgently need to consult about martial arts, what could be more important than that?”

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She managed to get out of Kaifeng Prefecture, but hmm, where on earth should she go? In this vast Kaifeng land, finding a way to locate her master seemed hopeless.

But she did hear him muttering about selling tonics, so she planned to start by asking around the market for any suspicious medicine peddlers.

However, fortunately, she heard a voice not far away.

“What? Where are you going?”

“Wow, I was just looking for you, Master. How did we run into each other?”

“How did we run into each other? I soaked the Blue Sword in Fragrant Traces, so I found you, how could we have just run into each other?”

“Fragrant Traces?”

“Slowly. I’ll teach you once you’ve mastered the basics, don’t be hasty. So, you said you were looking for me? Why?”

“It’s about this Awakening Divine Art.”

“How is it? Amazing, right?”

“That’s not it, this is too, I mean, well, the stimulation is too strong.”

At this, Cheon Yuhak snorted.

“What now? Making a fuss over nothing. Of course the stimulation is strong when your whole body’s senses are suddenly awakened.”

“No matter what, shouldn’t daily life be possible? Look at this. I can’t go around all bundled up like this every day.”

Qing said, rolling up her sleeve to show the tightly wrapped arm warmer.

Cheon Yuhak snorted again.

“You’d blunt the blade because the knife is too sharp. Hey, you fool. Would a chef kill the blade because they’re afraid of the sharpness?”

“What does that mean?”

“When a chef uses a sharp knife, don’t they learn by getting cut here and there at first? But why did you wrap up your awakened body like that?”

“Well, the stimulation is too-“

“You blockhead. Are you going to wrap yourself up for life? If so, what’s the point of awakening your senses? Of course it’s uncomfortable at first, but you have to gradually get used to it and accept it.”

He was just telling her to endure it.

Of course, Cheon Yuhak saying this didn’t achieve his accomplishment all at once with the elixir bath, so he gradually became more sensitive in stages and adapted without much difficulty.

So he didn’t understand Qing’s state of suddenly reaching Eight Star achievement at all, not even a little bit.

Moreover, he didn’t know about the existence of the Blissful Maiden Arts.

Cheon Yuhak simply thought that because her achievement suddenly rose too much, her skin must be hurting from rubbing.

However, the nature of senses is that they become accustomed to the same stimulation when repeated.

So he told her to endure and get used to it.

“Your Awakening Divine Art achievement is already at Eight Stars, it’s not like you can undo it now. Besides, do you know what it means to have sharp senses all over your body? It’s like having eyes all around you.”

Once you fully master the knack of reading air currents with your skin, you can vividly picture a certain radius around you without seeing with your eyes.

“Wow, really?”

Qing, easily swayed, fell for those words again and her eyes sparkled.

Now that he had taken her as a disciple, Cheon Yuhak had no reason to exaggerate or hide disadvantages.

“Well, there is the disadvantage of having to be selective about clothing, but.”

However, the less air could flow through the clothing, the less effective it tended to be.

Tightly bound sleeves and trouser legs blocking the flow, or wearing tight clothes, had little meaning.

Conversely, the more exposed skin area, the wider range could be grasped.

So wearing clothes that allow air flow, or if not, choosing fabrics like thin silk that are sensitive to even small flows, was another method.

“That’s also why Divine Thieves focus on their main job when cold winds blow. There’s no need to go around stealing on cold days, right?”

“Hmm. According to your explanation, wouldn’t it be a bit indecent…”

At this, Cheon Yuhak nodded.

“Come to think of it, there are some aspects that are disadvantageous for women, but it’s not as indecent as wearing a sheer silk robe, is it? Well, you could do a short jacket too.”

Sheer silk robes were sparsely woven silk that was almost see-through unless looked at very closely.

Silk woven even more sparsely than that was called four-thread silk, and even more sparsely woven than that was called gauze.

“Ugh. A short jacket is a bit…”

Anyway, what Cheon Yuhak was trying to say as a master was clear.

This is the Awakening Divine Art you chose. Endure it.

Though Qing thought she didn’t particularly remember choosing it.

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