Episode 384
Tigers and lions are different (4)
Bu-seon’s eyes shook as if there had been an earthquake.
‘Unbelievable.’
Damn it! Damn it!
It wasn’t enough that I retreated just 10 chapters, but the gradually increasing air pressure shook my inner energy, so I had to retreat 5 chapters more.
Even though I had retreated a total distance of fifteen feet, the incredible atmospheric pressure made me feel nauseous. Even though I was maximizing the peak martial arts blood lion energy that I had learned from my teacher, my limbs were shaking.
The majesty of the Absolute far beyond imagination. As the Holy Heavenly Master makes a decision and draws out his full power, all living things around him are terrified, regardless of their level of martial arts skill.
‘I can’t even think of fighting back. I can’t even face him right in front of me, let alone fight him! But…’
Bu-seon looked at Yeon-ho-jeong with trembling eyes.
‘What about him?!’
Para la la la rock!
Yeonhojeong, who was radiating a jade-colored charm as blue as a cloudless sky, was looking at Yangcheon with unwavering eyes.
A wind of red and white fire swirls from the huge ax in his hand. Her posture was low, her left hand was on the floor, and her thighs, bulging as if they were about to burst, contained terrifying strength.
It is the posture of a wild beast, as if it is about to rush towards its prey at any moment. The term ‘hojang (虎將)’ refers to a general who is as brave as a tiger, but the current Yeon Ho-jeong was showing a fierce look in his eyes as if he had actually become a huge tiger.
And, looking at Yeon Ho-jeong like that, Yang Cheon had an unbelievably faint smile on his face.
‘The author’s martial arts can never be compared to that of his teacher. He may be stronger than me, but he only lives in a similar realm to me and hasn’t reached the peak! But how can you be so fine? Besides…’
Bu-seon’s eyes moved from Yeon Ho-jeong back to Yang Cheon.
Rumbling!
The creeping dark red energy was combining and dispersing repeatedly, creating the shape of a huge beast.
‘That’s not blood lion porcelain.’
Buseon swallowed his saliva.
‘It’s similar to blood lion porcelain, but much more advanced than that…!’
At that time, Yangcheon opened his mouth.
“After meeting with that sect leader, I looked back at my martial arts skills.”
“….”
“It had to be that way. “I was gnashing my fangs, thinking that I would travel around the world and one day surpass the strongholds of Gwonshin (拳神) and Swordsman (劍仙), but who would have thought that I would fall half a step behind a powerful man unknown to the world?”
Buseon was surprised.
She also knew about the Four Masters. But until now, she thought that the teacher and the master of the Saeum Church had just shared a light hand.
The reason is that her teacher, Yang Chen, was an absolutely invincible strongman who could not be defeated by anyone in the world.
“The internal injuries he suffered were healed in less than 15 days. But my torn pride did not heal even after a year. Instead, it was festering and rotting.”
“….”
“Even though I founded the Mukryongbu with the financial power of Saeumgyo, I have never bowed my head to them. I can’t do that. I am an arrogant person by nature. “I have lived my whole life thinking that I am the best, but if I lose once, would I immediately curl my tail and use it?”
hook!
The dark red energy, which was creating enormous pressure as if it would cause an earthquake, was instantly sucked into Yang Cheon’s body.
“So, out of the three martial arts I have learned, I shed blood and sweat to perfect the one martial arts that is the weakest but has the most potential because it is incomplete. And…”
Yang Chen raised his right hand.
A subtle tension appeared in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes, which were infinitely sharp. He felt that an intangible fire invisible to the n.a.k.e.d eye was burning in Yang Cheon’s right hand.
“Now it is nearing completion. This martial art is the black lion energy.”
Ssssss.
The intangible flames gradually took on the color of darkness.
Instead of the previous dark red color, it was a black gray, full of life force. The flickering black-grey flames were reminiscent of a lion’s mane.
“Disciple.”
Yang Chen said without even turning his head.
Buseon bowed his head.
“Yes, Master.”
“Your understanding of blood and lion energy is truly remarkable. “I will soon pass this power on to you as well.”
“Thank you!”
The corners of Yang Chen’s mouth rose.
“Let’s start slowly. I hope you can hold on to even just one sum.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Don’t worry.”
“Goes.”
thud!
Yang Cheon took a step forward.
For a moment, Yeon Ho-jeong had the illusion that the world was becoming dark. Although it was only one step, it also meant that Yang Cheon’s will was properly expressed.
‘three.’
Jiiiiiiing!
It has never rotated this fast since it was created.
It wasn’t like this even when fighting the powerful figures of the Mythological Religion. The fight with them was the realm of fate, but the fight with Yang Chen was the realm of death.
Even Yeon Ho-jeong, the personification of battle, cannot help but feel extreme tension. All the true energy of the whole body was activated beyond its limits, and Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes as he looked at Yang Cheon were filled with natural talent.
‘two.’
Sweat soaked in the hands holding the light dragon.
Without realizing it, he was looking for Yang Cheon’s weaknesses. I looked at the opponent’s posture dozens of times in a split second, but I still couldn’t see any significant weaknesses.
No, I might never see it again in my lifetime.
‘one.’
If there are no weaknesses, just create them. The question was whether this side could respond to the opponent’s strength and speed.
then?
In an instant, Yeonhojeong’s eyes radiated pure white flames.
‘come!’
Flash!
Before Yang Cheon could move, Yeon Ho-jeong’s foot moved three and a half inches forward to the left.
Fuuuuuuuuuuck!
Yang Cheon’s fist came right in front of him and pierced the air. A huge shock wave exploded from his fist that pierced the air, and at the same time, four or five trees outside the ten fields fell down.
‘…!!’
It was not human power.
That was never a power that could be contained in human flesh. Regardless of speed, he knocked down trees outside of the 10-yard field like a bunch of sticks with just the force of his hand.
‘The state of a martial god. And this state…’
Yang Cheon’s mouth opened.
“You read the attack line and moved ahead to prevent your upper body from flying away. “It’s truly amazing…”
He glanced down at Yeon Ho-jeong.
The distance between the two was less than four feet.
“You avoided it without taking it? “Are you not going to follow the rules?”
At that moment, Yeonhojeong’s light dragon swung around, creating a tremendous storm.
Quaaaang!
Yang Chen’s body was shaking.
It was truly an incredible sight. Yang Cheon effortlessly blocked with one hand the Gwangryongbu’s devastating attack power, which tore apart the bodies of three or four peak masters with a single swing.
Not even a single drop of blood oozed from the palm that blocked the ax blade. It was an unbelievable sight to see.
Nevertheless, Yeon Ho-jeong’s face was relaxed.
“When I think about it, it’s a little strange.”
“weird?”
“I know the rules of the Black Path well. “I might seem like a renegade to you.”
“Of course.”
“But I am not a renegade. “I just tricked you.”
“Do you want to make a pun?”
“I want to talk about fairness. “I’m sorry, but I’m not a black person.”
Not a black person.
Yeon Ho-jeong uttered those words and peeled off his past as the Emperor of Darkness, layer by layer.
“I am the eldest son of the Baekdo political faction, Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga. “The rule of the Black Path is three seconds, but there is nothing like that in my rules.”
“…?”
“Let’s get rid of all this nonsense. “You, too, will still have unresolved feelings, so let’s stick to it like you deserve.”
A look of absurdity appeared on Yang Chen’s face.
“Let’s fight instead of hold on? “With me?”
“okay.”
Hwaaaaaaa!
A deadly fire like fire exploded from Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
“You are joining me here.”
Quang!
The white tiger’s momentum was weak due to the powerful advance.
“Aaaah!”
This is a rare example of Yeonhojeong’s spirit. Yeon Ho-jeong, exerting strength from every muscle in his body, twisted his upper body with tremendous force.
Rumbling!
Yang Chen’s face gradually became colored with surprise.
The hand holding the ax blade of Gwangryongbu remains the same. With that movement and posture, I was pushed back by five feet.
‘Look at this guy?’
There is nothing particularly surprising. If the opponent has entered the state of no-pole.
The problem is that it is so surprising.
This is because the young genius, who could not even glimpse the pinnacle in the realm of transcendence, let alone entered the realm of invincibility, pushed himself by force.
That wasn’t all.
Cheeeeeeeee!
The Gwangryongbu was red-hot.
It was both firearms and life. By amplifying all the power of the Yeonga Shindan and giving power to the main work, the temperature rose to a level that even Yangcheon felt burdened by.
Of course, that wasn’t enough to pierce Yang Chen’s defense shield. I was just momentarily surprised by its unimaginable capabilities.
‘This guy…’
Yang Cheon’s eyes deepened.
‘Was I hiding my capabilities back then? It wasn’t like this.’
No, it’s ridiculous to even say it’s like this.
Now, Yeon Ho-jeong was showing a power that far exceeded his own capabilities.
I don’t know how on earth that is possible. However, one thing is certain: whether it is mental strength or anything else, this guy defies common sense.
And surprisingly, in front of Yeon Ho-jeong’s fierceness and fighting spirit.
The heart of Yang Cheon, the absolute master of martial arts, the king of fighting, began to pound.
Faaagh!
Yeon Ho-jeong, who had given up on the Gwangryongbu, performed Hyeok-ik Hwicheon.
Not only did he let go of his military flag, but he also performed high-speed walking at a distance of less than a day.
Even in Yangcheon, this distance and this speed were bound to be burdensome.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist swung like a thunderbolt.
Flash!
Yang Cheon, who had created a perfect protective shield with an air-resistant shield, was surprised once again.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist, which had been swung at his solar plexus, was suddenly bent, and at some point it was aimed at the elbow joint of his right arm.
Bye!
Yang Chen’s arm lightly bounced upward.
Of course, it was not because Yeonhojeong was strong. Yang Cheon deliberately raised his arms to protect his joints.
Green onions!
Yeon Ho-jeong came into Yang Cheon’s arms in two short steps.
The movement was another surprise. It is not easy for anyone to think of crawling into the arms of someone who is much stronger than themselves.
Soon, Yeon Ho-jeong’s two fists swung at incredible speed.
Burbubbubbuk! Papa pang!
The fist is not even visible.
It wasn’t just fast. It had just as much power, and even though it was swinging at that speed, the smoothness of the linkage was clearly evident.
Puff puff puff!
When I hit the exploding gun, there was a huge explosion.
Yang Cheon’s face was full of composure as he reacted to the feat. He was completely destroying Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts skills, which he had never seen before, with soft and supple hand gestures.
‘Fast and strong. Your understanding of the perennial cycle is really high. Was there any other junior who showed this level of capability in close combat?’
But that’s it.
Yang Chen’s eyes were full of determination.
‘It’s definitely great, but it’s not yet capable enough to challenge me.’
Yang Chen’s feet moved like lightning.
bang!
“Tsk!”
Yeon Ho-jeong flew three times and landed on the floor.
Yang Chen’s eyes deepened.
“As expected, you are strong. But you can’t let your guard down.”
Grumbling.
Yang Chen looked down at his legs.
The clothing near the shins was cut straight, and blood was spotted on the cut clothing.
Yeon Ho-jeong lifted up the black and white double dragon with a cold face.
“Can I go again, Tuwang?”
