These chapter include flashbacks mostly so don't be confusse.
"Yeah you are right i am still afraid of master jung's wrath " jimin said while puffing his cheeks.
"Whatever you say but those were the best days for me.I sill remember them clearly. "
Taehyung said his gaze siltly flashing through those childhood memories which he cherish till now and always will.
"We know ,we know those were our days." Yoonji look at her freind with a rare joyous smile lost in her own thoughts as she sat beside jimin and taehyung to once again go back to those memories.(This is Master jung's fighting arena before the match )
Loud sound of sword clashes can be heard throughout the arena. Everyone's focus was now on the pupils that were battling on centre of aerana. Loud cheers and claps fill the arena as the students were particularly blasting there voices.
Every Nobel, every Royal are present there in this battlefield. Well except for jeon jungkook and her half sister jeon yuri they are the only Royal's who are home schooled even there grandfathers were part of this once upon a time but due to there father and his some reasons they are home schooled.
The battel continue and this is the last round and it will decide who was the best student of master jung this year.
At one end of the battelfeild is standing a man with a sword in his right hand and his body covered in red warrior hanbok whose end are dancing in air. His eyes are staring stermly at his opponent Studying him carefully as he wait for his move. He can say that his opponent is running out of patience and he will attack soon.
And he was right , seeing him marching towards himself he let his smirk play on his lips and stand still on his place calculating his next move.When the sword was about to touch his cloths. He raise his sword and put it on the ground and jump upwards while putting all his weight on the sowrd his legs were in air now and his sword was on ground doing work of his legs, he was in this position for nearly a second yet it took everyone by suprise. He then jump over his opponent's head and smoothly make a cut in his chest enough deep to give him extreme pain but nothing serious.
And a deep long cross cut in his back while landing smoothly on the ground.
One knee press against the ground and his left hand rested on it while his right hand in air as he flip his sword and send it flying back at front of his master JUNG Minho's feet who was standing back of him with a proud smile.
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