The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 191 : Soma Garden World Alliance

On a dark night, in a quiet room.

Three people were secretly meeting.

"We're not enough on our own."

"That's right. As expected, there's no business in numbers."

"Then there's only one way."

"Then, is it from the promotion examination?"

The night meeting ended with a simple conclusion.

* * *

Promotion examination.

Murong Yoo's party, who had been disqualified due to an unfortunate incident during the first promotion examination, had a one-year qualification period and were taking the re-examination.

The ones who greeted Murong Yoo's party, who had arrived in the 3rd martial world, were the officials of the One Thousand Martial Arts Hall.

During the one year, the children had grown into respectable martial artists.

Among them, the one who had achieved the most dazzling growth was Do Mu-gyeol, who had inherited the martial arts of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Emperor.

"Older brother!"

"Mu-gyeol, have you been well?"

"Yeah! I've been training hard all this time!"

Do Mu-gyeol, who had not trusted anyone but himself in the past, began to trust people with the sacrifice that Murong Yoo had shown.

And now, he was living like other children of his age, making many friends in the martial arts hall.

"Then, shall we see your skills?"

"Alright!"

Such a Do Mu-gyeol had recently developed one bad point, and that was arrogance.

Well, it couldn't be helped, because as a seeker recognized by the world, Do Mu-gyeol's destiny as the future best under the heavens was gradually being revealed.

In addition, the systematic training under Nam Ji-hyuk gave further wings to Do Mu-gyeol's talent.

"Hey guys, Mu-gyeol is having a duel!"

"What? Mu-gyeol, who has no rival except for the teacher, is having a duel!"

"He's fighting with the older brother who came last time!"

"Let's make a bet!"

"I'll bet too!"

Murong Yoo, seeing the children who had already opened their eyes to gambling, nodded with satisfaction.

'As expected of the next generation of demonic practitioners!'

And among them were Namgung Cheon and Paeng Yoo-ran.

"Do you guys want to do that?"

"We have to earn a lot at times like this. Isn't that right?"

"They say you have to be taught a lesson when you're young so you don't get scammed later."

And so, the two of them, who had a big smile at the thought of taking the children's money, bet all their fortune on Murong Yoo.

On the other hand, the children who had watched Do Mu-gyeol's genius from the closest distance all bet on Do Mu-gyeol.

The referee of the match was fairly decided to be Nam Ji-hyuk. Of course, Nam Ji-hyuk did not bet money on the bet for a fair judgment.

Namgung Cheon slyly asked Nam Ji-hyuk.

"Senior, who do you think will win?"

In terms of the period of learning martial arts or age, it was naturally Murong Yoo. But the person who had taught Do Mu-gyeol martial arts all this time was Nam Ji-hyuk.

Although the period that Do Mu-gyeol had properly learned martial arts was just over a year, he had received support that could be called fraudulent.

The best instructor, the best spiritual medicine, and a perfectly balanced training schedule.

"I'm sorry to Yoo, but Mu-gyeol is a genius of the century. In addition, the Divine Cult has given him absurd support to make him the seeker of this world."

Do Mu-gyeol's internal energy had already reached one cycle, and in terms of enlightenment alone, he knew how to weave strong qi.

"Unfortunately, there are absurd geniuses in the world. That's what causality is."

Such a Nam Ji-hyuk did not know one fact.

That while Do Mu-gyeol was receiving fraudulent support in the 3rd martial world, Murong Yoo had also received training that pushed him to the brink of death under the two best teachers.

The match began.

Do Mu-gyeol, with the Heavenly Dragon Steps, instantly reached Murong Yoo's back.

"Oh!"

"Wow!"

Namgung Cheon and Paeng Yoo-ran let out exclamations at Do Mu-gyeol's perfect footwork.

"I'm sorry, older brother! I'm going to win this match!"

Following the Heavenly Dragon Steps, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Art was performed as naturally as flowing water. Moreover, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Art, as befitting the martial art of the best under the heavens, naturally made the opponent not know where the tip of the sword was heading, and its end was as blurry as the fluttering of a dragon's beard.

In the 3rd martial world, Do Mu-gyeol was destined to win and win. Causality was scheduled to lead him to win no matter what match he had.

However, this time, the opponent was bad.

Causality urges Murong Yoo to lose. Another causality repels this. It was the super-sense that the Soul-Stealing Heavenly Demon, Hyuk Sa-wol, had created through blood and sweat.

-This happened in the 3rd martial world last time, and I was defeated.

-Really? My baby was defeated? Don't worry! This grandfather will make it so that you can't die even if you die!

The improved version of the Reversal of Heaven, the True Reversal of Heaven.

The completed version that Yoo Soo-ah had created early on and Hyuk Sa-wol had improved.

The previous Reversal of Heaven had the side effect of putting a burden on one's body. But the True Reversal of Heaven was a completed version that had cleanly caught that side effect.

From the time the match had started, Murong Yoo had been using the True Reversal of Heaven.

In Murong Yoo's vision, Do Mu-gyeol's movements looked very slow.

-Tsk, tsk. Younger brother, it's not all about developing your senses. The basis of a martial artist comes from the body!

The improved version of the Reversal of Heaven, the True Reversal of Heaven.

The completed version that Yoo Jae-ha had not created, but had used for the first time, and Yoo Jin-sung had improved.

The previous Reversal of Heaven had the side effect of putting a burden on the caster's body. To solve this, one had to reach the complete Harmony Realm, but honestly, this was almost impossible. So Yoo Jin-sung had lightened it and had created a Reversal of Heaven that minimized the side effects as much as possible.

That was the True Reversal of Heaven!

The subtlety of the late starter follows.

Although he had moved slower than Do Mu-gyeol, Murong Yoo's sword face, which had arrived before Do Mu-gyeol, hit Do Mu-gyeol's stomach.

"Ugh!"

Do Mu-gyeol, who was drooling, fainted.

At the match that had ended in a single blow, everyone, no! the world was surprised.

'Is this right?'

At the world's question, the two people who were watching this duel in the 3rd martial world answered.

"Hahaha! As expected of my baby!"

"Hahaha! As expected of my baby!"

Sometimes, unintended things happen in the world.

The world decided to call today's event a coincidence.

After that, Do Mu-gyeol, realizing the cruel reality of the world that there is a flying person above a running person, decided to erase his arrogance and train even harder. And the following promotion examination was the same as before, and the three of them passed the test lightly.

A short meeting and parting followed. Murong Yoo's party returned to the Divine Cult.

And what was waiting for such a Murong Yoo's party were things they had never expected.

* * *

The kindergarten was a plan devised by the Divine Cult to find talents who would maintain the balance of the world.

As a result, the seven worlds that were on good terms with the Divine Cult created the Soma Garden, the upper school of the kindergarten.

In the past, the Soma Garden was simply for the disciples of the Divine Cult, but now its meaning was different.

"Therefore, the Soma Garden is not just a place for you to learn. Going to the Soma Garden also means that you represent the 1st martial world."

At Yoo Soo-ah's explanation, the three of them became very nervous.

Because the scale was much larger than they had thought.

"When you go there, you will experience many things you have never seen before. And you will learn new things."

Yoo Soo-ah continued briefly.

"Summon."

Then a pure white spirit appeared in front of Yoo Soo-ah.

It was a lion with a completely white body.

"You've never seen something like this, right? The kid's name is Baek-su. I named it after my older brother's philosophy."

"Roar!"

Baek-su showed off his dignity.

"So cool!"

Paeng Yoo-ran drooled and stared intensely at Baek-su.

Although Namgung Cheon pretended not to be interested, he was taking a strange posture and was saying 'summon' with his mouth.

And Murong Yoo was feeling a strange sense of heterogeneity and homogeneity from the spirit named Baek-su.

"Hello?"

When Murong Yoo greeted, Baek-su responded.

"Roar!"

"Huh?"

Yoo Soo-ah, who saw that, looked at Murong Yoo as if she were surprised. Because a spirit usually did not show friendship to anyone other than its contracted master.

Soon, Yoo Soo-ah, recalling whose child Murong Yoo was, was quickly convinced.

"Now! Then, if you pass through here, you will now be admitted to the Soma Garden representing the 1st martial world. I hope you don't disappoint me. Alright?"

Yoo Soo-ah pushed the three of them into the crack.

"Ugh!"

The three, who had been suddenly sucked into the crack, were bewildered by the new space that had appeared in front of them, but perhaps because they had the experience of going to the 3rd martial world early on, they adapted quickly.

And in front of them, there were many people.

A person with pointed ears was looking at Murong Yoo's party as if they were strange.

"Black eyes and black hair like a demon. It's ominous."

The person with pointed ears had a beautiful appearance at a glance. It was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.

And when he turned his head a little to the side, a woman with cat ears and a tail approached Murong Yoo's party and began to smell them.

To be more precise, she came close to Murong Yoo.

"You smell good, meow!"

Murong Yoo had played with the cat living in the yard with catnip yesterday.

And he also saw a muscular and short person, a martial artist from another world, and a person with colored eyes.

As Murong Yoo was stroking the head of the beastman as if he were handling a cat, he felt a sharp gaze from the side.

"Meow, meow! You smell good, meow!"

When he looked to the side, Paeng Yoo-ran was glaring at him with quite a murderous look.

Just then, an overwhelming momentum emanated from the front.

Then everyone here looked ahead.

A man in golden full-body armor was holding a greatsword as big as himself and was on the stage.

"Nice to meet you. You must be the new students of the Soma Garden this quarter. I am the 1st department head in charge of guiding the new students, the Knight King, Lancelot."

The prayer felt was at least at the professor level.

"That person is strong."

"I know."

"As expected, there was a reason why the professor told us to be nervous."

He was a type of strong person that he had not seen in the Central Plains.

Murong Yoo thought that he might become a laughingstock here if he was not careful.

"Well, since you are all selected talents from your respective worlds, there will be no separate test, but it is also natural that there will be many incidents and accidents as the strong people of each world are gathered."

As if to prove that, an invisible check had already begun between them.

"But if we have a selection match indiscriminately, it will only encourage competition in a state where we have not yet established friendship. But leaving it as it is is no different from leaving a time bomb as it is."

Thump!

Lancelot slammed his greatsword on the stage.

A heavy and clear sound spread throughout the space.

As if the sword were speaking.

"As a long tradition of the Soma Garden, we will have a representative match between the representatives of each world."

"A representative match?"

"What's that?"

"Are there other people from the Central Plains besides us?"

Just then, with several presences, the sound of calling the students of each world was heard.

"Middle-earth, this way!"

"Beastman world, this way!"

"Elven world, this way!"

And a familiar word was heard.

"The 1st martial world, this way..."

Unlike the other lively voices, a voice that was almost dying.

"You must be the students of the supplementary class this time."

The area under his eyes was quite dark. It was almost like looking at a corpse.

"Nice to meet you. I am Gwangse-hyeon, from the same 1st martial world as you."

How can a person become like a wreck like that?

"Ah! I am the teaching assistant of Sir Lancelot, whom you just met, so if you don't know something, feel free to ask."

(End of Chapter)