Episode 150
An invisible fight is scarier (5)
The Gyuchuchae (鮫口寨), located in northern Hubei Province, had the shortest history among the Noklimchae, a group of bandits.
However, surprisingly, the Gyochae, which had been around for less than ten years, had already grown into a group of bandits competing for supremacy in the green forest along with the Sangunchae (山君寨).
It was entirely thanks to the owner of the parish house, Dochil, a blood teacher.
It is a blood-stained shark. He was originally the leader of the Yangtze River Waterway.
No one knew why he became a bandit. However, what was important was that his martial arts skills were outstanding and his resourcefulness was also great.
He was even skilled in the art of war. Although it is not easy for a thief who made his living by banditry to be proficient in land warfare, he knew how to use tactics.
Do-chil is the highest leader in Nokrimchae and the best strategist.
Disaster befell Dochil.
Hahaha!
“Ugh!”
Dochil had to grit his teeth and retreat from the powerful, storm-like sword strike.
“You little brat!”
“noisy.”
The young man who immediately attacked with a cruel word was Jang San.
Wooooow!
A cool sword wind blew, accompanied by a loud sword sound that seemed as if it was about to explode at any moment.
If you don’t avoid it just because it feels cool, you can’t avoid death. The sword that Jang San wielded was the Songpunggeom (松風劍), and the Songpunggeom was the sword of the Qingcheng sect among the Nine Daemun sects.
Dochil’s straight sword was swinging dizzyingly.
Damn it!
The swords clashed and sparks flew.
Surprisingly, Dochil’s attack was stronger than that of Jang San, a disciple of the old school. In the explosive attack, power and technique were exquisitely combined, and it seemed that even a decent expert would not be able to easily respond.
However, Jangsan was accompanied by Muhak Cheongseong, who had been renowned as one of the pillars of the political faction for hundreds of years.
Cheer ring! Paralock!
Dochil’s eyes wavered.
‘This guy again!’
The driving force of the Gyoasalgeom (鮫牙殺劍) cut through the air again.
It was a blinding avoidance. It wasn’t very fast or exquisite, but before I knew it, it had slipped to the side and rear.
‘What kind of ghost is crying like this!’
This is the Byeokunbo (碧雲步) of the Cheongseongpa vision.
The footsteps that flow like blue clouds make you lose sight of the attack line. If implemented properly, it was a method that could extremely strengthen the supply and demand of the workshop.
“Ugh!”
bang!
Dochil, who stepped forward with great spirit, scattered Jikdo.
Whoops!
Jangsan retreated to the rear once again.
There was surprise in his eyes.
‘strong.’
Although he is not the best, he has been sharpening his sword in Cheongseong for over ten years.
Dochil was a true expert with a power that surpassed that of ten years. It was not a skill that could be ignored as a mere leader of a group of bandits.
‘If I hadn’t improved my combat skills by mixing Byukunbo and Swordsmanship, I would have died a long time ago.’
That wasn’t all.
Each of the bandits in the parish building here was an expert in martial arts. It made me wonder where they took these guys and turned them into bandits.
Damn it! Pakang! Pow!
“Kaaaaak!”
“left side! Push from the left!”
“Yeonkyung! “We need to stick together!”
“Attack coming from behind! “Stop it from behind!”
There was literally no chaos.
Men and women who were a little less than fifty were dispersed and attacking the bandits in the parish building. They were soldiers of the Army of Death.
Whoa!
“profit!”
Dong-ho, who had blown off the heads of two bandits with three swords, gritted his teeth.
Cut off the enemy’s head. It felt like my fingertips were going numb from that eerie sensation.
‘no! ‘Don’t hesitate!’
Dongho gritted his teeth and charged again, stretching out his hand vigorously.
Fuuuuuuu!
Another bandit collapsed, vomiting blood. The Bamboo Leaf Tree, the peak martial art of the Hwasan School, has entered the orthodoxy.
“This little guy!”
Buuuuung.
Suddenly, a bandit jumped high and swung a huge sword.
It was an overwhelming life. It was so strong that it seemed to block out all the sunlight.
Yunho shouted.
“Dangerous!”
At that time, a cloud-like tension struck the side of the bandit holding the sword.
Fuuuuuuu!
“Oops!”
The man’s posture collapsed as he lost his balance in the air.
Dongho swung his sword roughly at the falling man.
Suddenly! Puhwaak!
A bandit with half his throat cut fell down with blood spraying out.
“omg! omg!”
Dongho’s breathing became rough.
If this guy had not allowed the tension just now, his life would have been in danger.
Even if your martial arts skills are strong, you will suffer if you do not expand your horizons. He was once again realizing the ferocity of actual combat.
“Thank you, Brother Ye!”
“Now is not the time to say hello!”
Para la la rock!
Yeo-guk approached at breakneck speed, grabbed Dong-ho’s collar and pushed him down.
Naturally, Dongho’s upper body was laid diagonally. Yeo Guk stretched out her sword as if she had been waiting.
Pow!
“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”
A sword that precisely sliced through the uvula. It was a fast and precise sword.
“Wake! “If you give in to it, you’ll die!”
“yes! Do not worry!”
“Don’t make me worry, you b*stard!”
Yeo-guk and Dong-ho Yun-ho ran out in three directions and swung their swords.
Fuwaaaaaaa!
The blood that kept pouring out made the sunlight flicker, and the death that fell on the ground created a shadow of nothingness.
The fifty soldiers of the Immortal Army formed their own groups and attacked Gyoachae.
Even though they went through three months of hellish training, they still weren’t finished. There were some who showed a gap at every moment, and there were others who trembled at the feeling of piercing the enemy’s flesh.
Even the opponents were bandits who had even learned martial arts somewhere. Their number reached three hundred, and they were also people who committed murder as if it were their livelihood.
Crucially, this was their headquarters.
Even as an army of mortals who trained harshly, they are not an easy opponent. It’s no wonder that if you make a mistake, you die.
A deadly melee that requires extreme concentration.
Of course, there were some who showed off their spectacular dance moves as if a fish had met water.
Whoa whoa!
A bandit fell to the ground, vomiting blood due to a powerful kick.
It is a killing with one blow. The merciless strike of the Jeomchangpa’s Bigungcheonpagak (飛弓踐波脚) Cheokgang penetrated the opponent’s stomach.
“Isn’t Kang too cruel to you? Yikes!”
“Watch out on the left!”
Suddenly!
“Whoa! hey! “It’s on the left!”
“On my left side! Ah-oh!”
Boom! Ting!
Another bandit was killed by a sword strike that shot out like a beam of light.
One way or another, the Mortal Army was still weak in actual combat. My hands and feet were out of sync and I couldn’t keep a cool eye on the situation.
However, they now have a weapon that they did not have before.
It was guts.
Flash!
A sharp blade passes in front of your nose.
If it had come in even half an inch more, both eyes would have been cut and blown out. Nevertheless, Song Yeon-kyung did not blink an eye.
“This much.”
Whoa!
The forward strike of the anti-magic spear pierced the bandit’s chest.
“Compared to the commander’s axe.”
Kwasik!
The spear struck like a blow broke the collar bone of another bandit.
“It’s not even as good as a breeze.”
Bye!
The bandit’s neck was broken by a single blow from the Buddha’s body.
Amipah worships Buddha. The level of martial arts is worthy of discussion throughout the world, but there is no interpretation that is as lively as this.
The Army martial arts used by Song Yeon-kyung and Changsoo were different.
Although they were lay disciples, they were talented enough to reveal the secret techniques of the main mountain. As they made up their minds and had the will to kill, each blow became an unstoppable killing blow and they were devastating their enemies.
It was the most notable accomplishment on this battlefield. The spear skills of the Ami faction disciples, centered around Song Yeon-kyung, became a moving fortress and defeated the enemies.
Bub bub bub! Kaang!
Before we knew it, they had entered the heart of the enemy camp.
Move forward, crushing all approaching enemies. They were the ones who grew the most during the training.
“It’s okay.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking down at the Mortal Army from the hill overlooking the battlefield, nodded.
“It’s not bad to be at this level for three months of training.”
“…Jeong-ah.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal A-yeon.
Her face was slightly pale.
“What on earth have you done?”
“what?”
“Who in the world can imagine that those are the martial arts of the nine sect disciples…”
She was so surprised that she couldn’t even speak. And it was the same for Pang Man-ho.
‘What is hell?’
Dongho’s clumsiness? The Cheongseong disciples’ lack of prompt response?
That didn’t mean anything.
The Army of Death, which had opened its eyes to combat, was displaying truly terrifying power. It was Gyoasalchae that had the power to reduce a number of minor clans to ashes in one night.
The Army of Death was pushing them. Without a single person dying.
“In the end, this is it.”
Yeon Ho-jeong hit his chest with his fist.
“He has the courage to move forward and attack rather than retreat even if a spear knife flies in front of him. “A miasma that will die after crushing the enemy, even if it means dying.”
“….”
“That’s what those guys have learned over the past three months.”
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
“Those guys couldn’t eat or sleep properly for the first few days. “Some of them actually got cut.”
“omg! “Really?!”
“Among them is Okcheong. Look at that, the movements aren’t very detailed. “It is proof that the external wounds have completely healed, but the internal injuries suffered on the first day still remain.”
The two people were surprised.
“Your internal injuries haven’t completely healed?”
“okay.”
“And yet you put it in? “What if I get a bone disease?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes turned cold for an instant.
“The enemy’s sword has no eyes. “Is there anyone I am grateful to who takes care of me and looks after my condition?”
“…!”
“You die even after receiving enough training? Then that’s the limit. “It’s no one’s fault, it’s your fault, it’s just luck.”
Yeon Ho-jeong said bitterly.
“That is real combat and war. Those who live live and those who die die.”
It was a word loaded with deep weight.
Because he lived that way himself. Even after learning Sasinmu and leaving the mountain, he was still just a kid who didn’t know anything about actual martial arts.
The reason why he gained notoriety as the most dangerous person in Black Island after many years was because he survived by killing an enemy so close.
Yeon Ho-jeong suddenly looked up at the sky.
Why? Watching the battle of the Death Army reminded me of the days of the Black Empire.
Truly worthy warriors who risked their lives together to conquer the Black Island.
Among them, only seven people, including himself, survived until the creation of the Black Emperor Castle.
“I will live.”
“…?”
“They will survive. “At least they aren’t the ones dying in a place like this.”
“…How do you know that?”
“They’re not the only ones risking their lives. “I risked my life teaching them.”
“….”
“I personally called those who seemed like they were about to die and engraved the fierceness of life and death into their bones. “If you know that sincerity, you cannot die easily.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“You’ll do well. “In the future, when the Mortal Army is disbanded, I will have to go back and do something big.”
Zhuge Zhen, who was quietly looking at Yeon Ho-jeong, smiled faintly.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fingertips with his arms crossed were trembling slightly. This poisonous guy who is not afraid of any enemy is getting anxious as he watches the battle of the Mortal Army.
“don’t worry.”
“huh?”
Zhuge Zhenyan grinned like a hero.
“Are you telling me to become a soldier of the army of death? “Even though I’m like this, I’ve heard that he’s a genius in that field.”
“Is that so?”
“I’m not going to let my friends die. never.”
There is no absolute in this world. In fighting, in martial arts, and in human relationships.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong did not want to ruin Jegal Zinc’s spirit with meaningless words.
“Yes, please take care of me.”
“Hehe.”
“Don’t smile sinisterly.”
“How insidious!”
At that time, Mukbi spoke.
“It’s over.”
The fight ended with Cheongseong’s Jangsan blowing off Dochil’s head.
It took longer than expected, but no one died.
Zhuge Yan took a deep breath.
“My heart melts when I see Hugh.”
“There is nothing to be surprised about. “I’ll treat it roughly and then move on to the next target.”
“Gasp! Again?!”
“okay.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked up at the sky again.
“We will clear out as many black islands as possible by the time this fall comes.”
