Episode 440
The future carried by the sword (2)
There was no formal greeting, let alone the word “start.”
Hahaha!
The series of movements leading up to the launch and slashing of the sword were as natural as flowing water.
A subtle tremor arose from the Gwangryongbu, which blocked the stylish sword. The fast and exciting sword had a weight that could not be ignored, making it so fierce that even a decent expert would be unable to defend against it.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong was not a serious expert.
Since his skills were already that of a great master, he was a transcendent expert who was just around the corner from reaching the ultimate realm known as the realm of martial gods.
Whoa!
Jeongan’s eyes wavered.
‘heavy!’
If I hadn’t pulled it out halfway, my wrists, elbows, and shoulder blades would have been dislocated one after the other. I definitely had that feeling.
‘It’s no joke!’
He at least expected that he would block his first sword without any hesitation. This time, the sword was thrown without ceremony, so to speak, and was close to a greeting.
But the other person seemed to think even that was pretentious. As soon as he deflected the sword strike, he swung the ax as if he was striking straight away, and the power was beyond imagination.
Hwaun, who was watching from afar, also hardened his eyes as if surprised by Yeonhojeong’s aggressive attack.
Faaagh!
Jeong-an, who had leisurely retreated, lunged at Yeon Ho-jeong once again.
She felt the will from Yeonhojeong’s attack. Don’t attack me as a joke. Show me everything you have.
Even then, I felt absolutely confident that I would not be able to surpass myself.
Jeongan’s sword swung like a thunderbolt.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The sword strike, which was fired in a straight line, showed a flashy movement accompanied by an intense explosion.
Dozens and hundreds of sword figures appeared in the air. The scope of that sword attack was truly enormous. The prison of swords surrounding the entire yard was aiming at Yeonhojeong with deadly sharpness.
Jeongan, who brought out his Jinsinjeolgi in just two sums, was Manhwajeonggeomgyeol (萬花靜劍訣), who is praised as Botaam’s three major jeolgi.
hook!
Yeonhojeong, which stood proudly like a giant tree, began to move at a frightening speed.
The goal was clear vision. The opponent’s sword power had already surrounded all directions. Now was not the time to retreat, but to attempt a head-on breakthrough.
Jeong An’s eyes shone.
Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Hundreds of swords were focused forward, aiming for Yeonhojeong’s axe head and shoulders.
Yeon Ho-jeong swung the Gwangryongbu powerfully.
Blah blah blah!
The sound of metal clashing with metal in succession was similar to the sound of a huge temple bell being shattered into pieces.
Jeongan’s eyes wavered.
‘It was blocked.’
The manhwajeonggeomgyeol consisted of only three basic foods.
However, everything about the sword was contained in those three pieces. So, once it is unleashed, it gives unconditional victory, and if you master the sword, you can become a master who is second to none when it comes to swords.
The first meal she was currently unfolding was Manhwajeonggeomgyeol’s One Second, One Sword Kaleidoscope (一劍萬花境).
‘Unbelievable. Did you hit all of Kaleidoscope’s swords with that heavy axe?!’
I know because I have seen it firsthand that an ax is handled as lightly as a whip. But still, an ax is an ax. Considering the weight felt upon impact, it seemed like it would be around 70 pounds.
He is wielding such a weapon at a speed similar to his own.
It was ridiculous. There is something called reason and common sense in the world. Heavy things are not fast, and fast things are not heavy. If such a thing were possible, there would not have been any need to classify them as heavy swords or quick swords.
In other words, the opponent is a master who has broken common sense and principles and established his own martial arts.
‘Don’t think it’s a rain dance! ‘You have to be determined to crush it no matter what!’
Buuuuuung!
With a bloody sound, the Gwangryongbu split the air.
If he hadn’t taken off in a hurry, either the sword or the body would have been split apart. Just from that one move, he could tell that the other person was not paying attention to him.
Flash!
Jeong-an’s eyes glowed with fire.
She flew into the air and immediately unfolded Manhwajeonggeomgyeol’s second sword style, the Holy Sword Mandala.
hook!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.
The pressure of the sword radiating from a point in the air was pouring down towards me, drawing a geometric shape.
‘That’s amazing.’
Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t help but be impressed.
‘Is there such a thing as martial arts?’
This wasn’t just a flashy sword technique.
He was a fantastic sword, a fantastic sword, a transforming sword, and a transforming sword.
It encompasses all directions in which the sword can move. It can be an attack or a defense. It was a sword of extreme ascension whose purpose changed instantly according to the will of the caster.
It was a swordsmanship capable of discussing the world. It is a martial art of enlightenment that liberates the abilities of the sword through the sword, which is different from the orthodox swordsmanship of Yeonga, and a swordsmanship that boasts absolute power.
Whiiiiiiiing!
At that moment, a white gust of wind began to surround Yeon Ho-jeong’s body. He brought out Sasinmu’s White Tiger Ball.
The two men’s martial arts clashed head-on.
Crumbling!
With a terrifying explosion, the weeds and stones on the floor turned into powder and scattered.
Jeongan’s eyes were so wide that they seemed to be torn apart.
‘smash?!’
The mandala of swords that rained down like a shower was being torn apart by the teeth of the beast accompanied by a white gust of wind.
‘Unbelievable! Face the Holy Sword Mandala…?!’
It seemed unlikely that Yeon Ho-jeong would be killed or injured by the Holy Sword Mandala. However, I thought I would choose either evasion or defense to overcome this sword attack. I was confident that attack was the next option.
Yeonhojeong was different. Without evading or blocking, he immediately attacked and destroyed the center of the mandala.
Even though you are hitting yourself in the air and your opponent is hitting you from the ground!
Jeongan’s sword moved again.
Para la la la la rock!
The broken sword-shaped mandala came back together to create another picture.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.
‘different?’
No, it’s the same herbivorous diet. I could tell just by looking at the nature of sword energy and the flow of true energy.
But the form was different. Just as each mandala picture is different, the shape of the mandala that Jeong An used again was clearly different from the first time.
‘If the first mandala was a pressure of energy, this mandala is an actual attack.’
One herbivore can be transformed into dozens. Rather than changing depending on the situation, the power of herbivory itself changes depending on the caster’s will.
‘indeed.’
It is not inferior to Yeonga’s swordsmanship at all. No, considering the diversity of this sword method and the sword power contained in the martial art itself, it could be said to be better than the Yeonga sword method.
‘The swordsmanship of the original family is accompanied by the absolute discipline of a swordsman. But Botha’s sword is different. The sword technique itself is extremely excellent, so no matter who learns it, they are bound to become stronger.’
The corners of Yeon Ho-jeong’s mouth rose.
‘No one will be able to easily touch Botaarm, which is held by a being called Geomhu who has developed the strength of martial arts itself to its limit.’
Yeon Ho-jeong completely understood the characteristics of Botha’s sword in a split second.
hook!
A green-blue haze coloring the white gust of wind settled on Yeonhojeong’s two legs.
Para la la la la rock!
Dozens of sword marks passed by Yeon Ho-jeong’s collar.
Originally, he would have been trapped in a sword prison and completely incapable of fighting. Yeon Ho-jeong escaped the sword form very naturally.
At the moment of surprise, shock appeared on Jeong An’s face.
Phew!
Yeonhojeong’s movements were completely different from before.
From the movements of a wild beast that seemed to shatter any attack or defense in the world, it became a divine dragon that went up against the pouring waterfall.
It was Blue Dragon Ball. The Blue Dragon’s Blue Dragon’s Cloud Blade defeated the Holy Sword Mandala’s attack with great ease.
That wasn’t all.
Baekho is a martial art that specializes in attack, and Hyeonmu is a martial art that specializes in defense.
On the other hand, unlike other Samshin techniques that specialize in only one area, Blue Dragon deals with two areas: evasion and counterattack. Blue Dragon Daunbo’s mysterious movements perfectly evaded the Holy Sword Mandala’s attack, but it did not stop at simple evasion.
counterattack.
The Gwangryongbu of Yeonhojeong released the Three Forms of Blue Dragon and Dragon.
Blah blah blah!
“Ugh!”
Jeong-an groaned involuntarily at the sharp blow that exploded in front of his nose.
‘I can’t fight it!’
There was no way to know how the distance had been narrowed so much.
Paaaaang!
Jeongan quickly landed on the ground. The air was the optimal location to unfold the Holy Sword Mandala, but it was not enough to avoid the Mandala and it was only a disadvantageous position in front of an opponent who would even counterattack.
‘then.’
Finally came here.
No matter what kind of result was expected, I only tried to unfold it until the second part of the cartoon. I had no intention of taking out the last three seconds.
But as the game progressed to this point, there was nothing we could do. At his current level, he cannot pressure his opponent with either the Ilken Kaleidoscope or the Holy Sword Mandala.
hook!
Jeongan’s posture lowered noticeably.
He pulled the sword backwards, brought the index and middle fingers of the left hand together, and held them out forward. It is about to unfold the last three seconds of the comics investigation.
‘For these three seconds, even you will never…!’
It was then.
Flash!
Jeongan’s eyes were shaking like crazy.
Even before he could use the three-second move, his opponent had already arrived in front of him.
‘What?!’
It was an unbelievable speed.
How can a person move so fast?
It arrived before I even realized the ‘movement’. Even though it was moving at that speed, no changes could be felt in the air flow.
A red, flame-like energy wave was blazing from the opponent’s body, which was moving beyond the speed limit.
This was the moment when Jeongan was most surprised in this dance.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist swung like a thunderbolt.
Jeongan closed his eyes tightly without realizing it. This was because I couldn’t attack, defend or evade anything.
Buaaaaang! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
With a huge explosion, a large furrow was created in the land behind Jeongan.
Whirly! Tuk!
The bamboo clip that Jeong-an was using tore, flew helplessly, and fell to the floor. Her hair, which had been tied up tightly, was loose and flowing.
Jeongan slowly opened his eyes.
A solid fist stopped halfway in front of her high nose.
“Hmm.”
Yeon Ho-jeong raised his fist and placed the Gwangryongbu on his shoulder blade.
“It was a great feat. “Your discipline is still not enough, but I can see why Bota’s swordsmanship is called a legend and a myth.”
It was a statement that relieved the feeling of defeat to some extent. It’s just that you lost, but the martial arts you trained were extremely excellent. So work harder.
Jeong-an, who was quietly looking at Yeon Ho-jeong, lowered his head after holding the lead sword.
“I learned a lot. “It was truly a great martial arts performance.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled without realizing it.
Jeongan does not say empty words. He is not very bright about worldly etiquette either. I could tell just by looking at his posture and hearing his voice.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong actually liked her honest appearance. It was nice to see that although the time had not yet ripened, one’s own opinions were clear.
“If you let your guard down, you’ll catch up in no time. “I need to come to my senses too.”
Moreover, this woman in front of him was not the sword queen Yeon Ho-jeong had seen in the past. Although we were similar in age.
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Hwa-un.
Hwaun’s face hardened at the unexpected result.
“You have waited a long time. This is the end of the appetizers. “Let’s go in.”
