Chapter 84
At last, the final event of the Heavenly Martial Festival—the time to showcase the martial arts of the direct bloodline—had arrived.
As stated during the meal, the first to step forward was Namgoong Cheongsan.
“Haat—!”
As Namgoong Cheongsan struck with his fist, a paang–pang! burst of sound exploded as the air split.
Wind surged in all directions, and as it whipped through sleeves and hair, the expressions of the family members watching his unfolding fist technique showed surprise.
“Oh-ho. The Third Young Master’s vigor is as fierce as ever.”
“He’s always been physically stronger than the First or Second Young Master. Choosing a fist technique to highlight his strengths was a clever move.”
“Do you think that was his idea? Surely it was Lady Moyong who advised him.”
“Hahaha. The Third Young Master truly married well.”
The family factions were quite pleased with Cheongsan’s fist technique. Though the technique itself had been seen during the earlier matches, when performed by the burly Cheongsan, its power was on a whole different level.
It was an outstanding achievement—befitting the son of Namgoong Mucheon.
“Ohh, well done, Third Young Master.”