Episode 288
Ready (2)
“Phew.”
The young man took a deep breath.
“Certainly, the best way to cultivate Divine Law is to go beyond rivers and mountains. “Something I just learned but didn’t master has already become a habit.”
Of course, this is only limited to Gyeongsinjutsu, and it is different in practice. You had to know how to mix swordsmanship and martial arts at the right time to increase your combat efficiency.
‘Maybe my brother can do all of this.’
The young man thought of his own flesh and blood.
Jamryong (潛龍) waiting for the time to roar towards the world.
After ending a somewhat strained relationship during our childhood, my older brother became a completely different person.
Until a few years ago, the young man could watch his older brother’s progress with endless admiration. In a way, I was relieved. It could be said that it was fortunate that the older brother was so much better than him that he was a brother with an unusual history.
But only now was the young man able to set his mind straight.
My older brother’s development I was truly happy with the prestige of being the world’s best late-life leader who broke through the barrier of martial arts in his early twenties, but at the same time, I felt that I should not tarnish my older brother’s reputation.
My older brother was a genius like no other in the world. I couldn’t show my ugly younger brother to him like that.
After so many days of shedding blood and cutting bones.
The young man was finally able to become confident in his own power.
I am confident that it will not tarnish the reputation of my father and brother.
“Now that I’ve had enough rest, let’s run again.”
My breathing, which had been disturbed for a moment, was completely restored to normal.
It was a surprisingly fast recovery. Regardless of the quality and quantity of internal energy, if I had not trained my physical strength to the limit, I would not have been able to regain my breathing so quickly.
The young man kicked the ground.
Paang!
It moves quickly like an arrow being fired.
The incredible speed of the divine method was a level that even a decent peak expert could see before their eyes. Even in that brief moment, the slightly awkward movements and breathing were coming back to normal at an alarming speed.
He’s a genius.
It was truly a talent sent from heaven. Rather than having the kind of talent to analyze and accept things with one’s head, he was a rare warrior whose natural senses were unique and whose body remembered them before his head.
Paaang! Paaaaang!
The speed of the new law, which was already fast, became faster as time passed.
The distribution of breath is increasingly adjusted toward perfection. The movements of the limbs gradually became one, unnecessary breathing decreased, and naturally the consumption of internal energy gradually slowed down.
It seemed as if a noble scholar was flying away on a crane. This was the true form of Byeoksan Yeonga’s greatest divine law, Cheonjong Haengbi (天縱運行飛).
How far has it progressed like that?
‘…?!’
The young man’s eyes became sharp.
‘It’s a metal sound.’
Chiiing. Ugh.
A strong metallic sound was heard from somewhere in the distance.
It was the sound of weapons colliding with weapons. Furthermore, behind the intense sound of the collision, a fiery murderous and cruel bloody smell was flowing like waves.
‘If this is the direction, my brother and his group will definitely go…’
That was then.
Hahaha!
The young man’s eyes widened.
Amidst all the bloody momentum and bloody smell, one very familiar yet foreign energy made the young man’s heart tremble.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!
It was a brilliant energy like fire that I felt for the first time in my life. No, in fact, a fire energy that could not be compared to anything else was flowing as if it would set the whole world on fire.
And the thing that supported the fire was a divine skill that was almost in the realm of perfection.
‘Byeokrajingyeol!’
The sword fighting spirit exploded.
Fuuuuuuu!
The young man’s body became a beam of light and was shot out.
* * *
Blah blah blah! Fuwaaaaak!
The blood that embroidered the air looked like black ink even under the bright moonlight.
Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Bub bub bub!
The dragon’s teeth, covering a wide area, tore off the necks of all the black-clad people that attacked without question or answer.
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted.
“Commander Moyong!”
“I know!”
Paaang!
Mo Yong-woo, who entered the left attack lane at once, took a strong advance.
bang!
The earth shook.
It was an advance of power. Although it was less powerful than Yeon Ho-jeong’s Jin-gak, the vibration that spread further showed Mo Yong-woo’s martial arts characteristics.
‘Geongon.’
Mo Yongwu’s Tangma Great Sword moved like a beam of light.
Whoa! Suddenly! Hahaha! Suddenly!
Every time the heavy blade crossed the air, the black-clothed people’s narrow-pointed sword and Zimowonangwol (子母鴛鴦鉞) were shattered and scattered.
The lives of the men in black holding the weapons were also being shattered. Yeon Ho-jeong was not the only one who was enraged by the sudden attack; Mo Yong-woo was also cutting down his enemies with a rare display of lethality.
Pow! Pow! Chiri-ri-ri-li-ring!
He smashes the head with the sword and catches the seven javelins and narrow-pointed swords with one sword.
It was a combination of smooth, flowing sword techniques. Although it did not have the power to kill with a single blow, its flow was as exhilarating as the current of the Yangtze River.
Mo Yongwu twisted the Tang Demon Sword.
Pakang!
All weapons caught by the sword were shattered.
At the same time, his left hand spewed fire.
Burbubbubbuk!
The seven men in black who were hit by the gentle tension fell down, coughing up blood.
It was a cruel assassination. It was the moment when Mo Yong-sega’s visionary handcraft, Hwangpungjang, revealed its power to the world.
Damn it! Suddenly! Fuwaaaaak!
Mo Yong-woo’s swordsmanship was amazing.
Until now, most of the battles had been left to Yeon Ho-jeong, but in fact, Mo Yong-woo’s skills were also at a level that rivaled those of his age group.
Plus, he had talent. He is the only one in Mo Yong’s family who has the talent that Yeon Ho-jeong does not have.
‘five.’
Mo Yong-woo closed his eyes.
On the other hand, his sword created a majestic flow and enveloped the black-clad people soaring high in the sky.
At that moment, the strength of the Geongon Eight Extreme Heart Technique sharpened.
Fuwaaaaaaa!
Blood rained from the sky.
After trapping the target with an intangible sword technique, he pulls and cuts them down in one go. It was a sword technique that was implemented on the spot after seeing the movement of Gyoryongswae, a technique that does not exist in Geongonbaekbaekbaekhae.
It was truly amazing.
Even if you attained enlightenment for a moment, implementing it immediately in practice was a completely different matter. The reason is that even if you try to solve unfamiliar enlightenment in life and death, there is no way it will work properly.
However, this did not apply to Mo Yong-woo. In an extreme situation, he was able to express what he saw and felt through the sword test without any sense of discomfort, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.
That was Mo Yong-woo’s talent.
A different talent from Yeon Ji-pyeong, who absorbs everything with her senses. It was to accelerate the learning speed itself.
It’s not that he has excellent combat skills, but once he learns any martial art, he can immediately perform it skillfully. The speed at which the realizations gained through extreme analytical skills are applied to the body is so fast that it is incomprehensible.
‘This is it.’
Sigh!
Fresh blood splattered in all directions, blocking out the moonlight.
‘This is my martial arts!’
Even though it depicts a solemn sword shape, there is no interruption at all. He was clearly displaying his martial arts skills that he had realized through a conversation with Yeon Ho-jeong earlier.
At that time, a huge net was spread over the heads of Yeon Ho-jeong and Mo Yong-woo.
Mo Yong-woo’s eyes wavered.
‘This is difficult.’
There were too many enemies to cut off that net. His swordsmanship was limited to just tying up the feet of his enemies.
It was then.
Buaaaaaaaa! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
A single shot of iron war, with more power than a gun, shattered the entire net and pushed it backwards.
‘Manager Mook!’
Mukbi, who had not been involved in the front line until now, entered the war at just the right moment.
‘also!’
It was a wonderful blow. Mo Yong-wu was impressed not by the power of the arrow but by Muk-bi’s timely participation.
There was no need to waste arrows just to help correct internal injuries. The moment a loophole was revealed in the impregnable defense of Yeon Ho-jeong and Mo Yong-woo, a display of archery was enough.
As a result, Mukbi will be able to reserve strength and increase the survival rate of his allies even if an emergency arises.
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted.
“Chief Moyong! “This is not the time to turn a blind eye!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Burbubbubbuk!
The tip of the sword pierced the bodies of the people in black as sharp as a blade.
It was a tremendous martial arts attack covering all directions. In addition, every time the 80-geun Gwangryongbu swung, the bodies of the people in black exploded with a loud sound as if they had been hit by a bullet.
At this level, no matter how bad the poisonous tumor was, I couldn’t help but feel dizzy. The men in black hesitated and retreated to form a formation.
At that time, an electric sound from Yeonhojeong was sent to Mo Yong-woo and Muk-bi.
[These guys’ attacks are inconsistent. It is not one organization, but a mixture of multiple organizations.]
The two people agreed with Yeon Ho-jeong’s thoughts.
The enemy’s attack seemed fierce at first glance, but was somehow unsystematic. Of course, their numbers and lives alone were a great threat, but they were making useless sacrifices by going ahead or behind.
[Those guys are falling back! I’m trying to form a formation and deal with them calmly! You can’t give these guys time to think!]
In an instant, red-hot anger flickered throughout Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
Mo Yong-woo and Muk-bi’s eyes widened.
bang!
Yeonhojeong entered the middle of the enemy lines at a speed three times faster than the retreating speed of the men in black and swung the Gwangryongbu.
Burbubbubbuk!
“Oh no!”
“Spread out in all directions!”
A scream finally burst from the mouths of the people in black who had been attacking in silence.
Mo Yong-woo shouted.
“Commander Yeon!”
Yeonhojeong raised the Gwangryongbu above his head.
bang! bang! bang!
It was a brutal ax hit.
He struck down the ax raised high in the sky and cut the enemies into pieces, but the speed was insanely fast. It seemed like I couldn’t even chop firewood that quickly.
Quang!
The Red Flame Meat Slaughter (紅焰六殺功) unfolds with a strong advance.
It was not a martial art of strength and advancement, but a martial art of first-kill killing that thirsted for the blood of the enemy and burned their bodies.
Bub bub bub! bang! bang! Qarring!
It is no exaggeration to say that it is truly a solo stage.
He was swinging his ax like a crazy killer at enemies who were already out of sync, but his attacks were much more intense than usual, as if he wanted to catch everything he could.
Suddenly! Fuwaaaaak!
However, no matter how strong Yeonhojeong was, the number of enemies was too many.
The wounds on Yeon Ho-jeong’s body increased one by one due to the narrow-pointed sword, the harpoon, the letter Won Angwol, and various memorization techniques.
Even the internal injuries suffered from breaking the canvas were not fully healed. Yeon Ho-jeong’s complexion gradually became pale.
Mo Yong-woo’s face distorted when he saw that.
“Commander Yeon!”
It was when he was about to run out, shouting without realizing it.
‘…?!’
I felt a powerful, unknown air wave coming from behind.
Mo Yong-woo and Muk-bi were surprised.
‘master?!’
It was a strong energy wave.
I felt a sense of urgency somehow, but the problem was that the speed of the person approaching was truly incredible.
And blade-like energy waves that matched that speed were disturbing the surroundings like a storm. Although it may not be Yeon Ho-jeong or Mo Yong-woo’s opponent, the moment a comparable enemy enters the war, the story changes.
Mo Yong-woo shouted.
“Manager Mook!”
“I know!”
Now that things were like this, Muk Fei couldn’t just keep hoarding his strength.
Crackle!
The silent eyes of Hongryeon Palace’s protester caught a young man approaching at frightening speed.
‘It’s a prosecutor! And fast! The reaction speed is probably also amazing… huh?’
For a moment, Mukbi blinked his eyes.
Why? Somehow, the opponent’s energy wave felt familiar. And the face of the person approaching at an alarming speed seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
While Mukbi paused and said, ‘Uh, uh.’
The young man who was approaching with a gust of wind kicked off the ground and jumped up.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The movements of the young man soaring high in the sky were truly like a great horse flying across the clear sky.
Mo Yong-woo, who was about to shout at Muk-bi, looked at the young man without realizing it. The young man had soared and had already approached the sky above the enemy camp.
‘beautiful.’
Amazingly fast and mesmerizingly beautiful movements.
However, the moment the young man drew his sword, the prayer that made the viewer feel dazed was instantly reversed.
Chaaaaaa!
Attack of the sword.
The powerful sword energy that spewed out like a net as if it could cut down the heavens and earth in all directions focused the attention of everyone, regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies.
The eyes have become noticeably more mature and surprisingly stronger.
The strong eyes of the young man Yeon Ji-pyeong suddenly emitted a terrifying sword light.
“older brother!”
Surprise appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.
“Pyeong-ah!”
Yeon Ji-pyeong’s sword power encompassed all directions and wrapped around the wrists of the enemies.
Fuwaaaaak!
