Chapter 89
“Do you have a name?”
After Gwang-shin finished his demonstration, Cheol-myeong-ho asked.
Gwang-shin nodded and answered in a serious tone.
“This is the Fox Spear Technique.”
Creating a spear technique was no difficult task at Gwangshin’s level. Moreover, Gwangshin had enjoyed watching Cheol Myeong-ho train inside the carriage all this time. Therefore, he could easily create a custom spear technique tailored for Cheol Myeong-ho.
Cheolmyeongho stared at Gwangshin for a moment before responding in a slightly hoarse voice.
“I like the name.”
Even to Cheol Myeong-ho, the spear technique didn’t seem overly complex. It was a spear technique perfectly suited to him. It felt like he’d been taught the essence of spear handling, distilled down to a level barely beyond the next stage of the Samjae Sword Technique.
But Cheolmyeongho had wielded his spear thirty-two thousand times—thrusting, slashing, and striking down. The spear technique Gwangshin taught felt less simple than it did like an immense volume compressed into something compact.
As if mastering just this much would be sufficient.
Instead, Gwangshin elaborated on the rotational force generated by the spear’s length and weight.
“Understanding the spear means recognizing the variables created by its length and utilizing them. Your iron-tipped umbrella is gripped by the end. But when wielding a spear, its weight will feel distinctly different. That’s because your grip position changes during combat. Hold it short, hold it long, and unleash the Three-Stage Sword Technique. Fill the rest of your training with the long spear techniques I taught you.”
