Chapter 118
“Did you like it because you were the only one taking medicine?”
“what?”
“Is it good because I took medicine alone?”
Poongyang smirked.
It is too short even if the tongue is short on the subject of blood clots, which are now only terms and conditions. Born as the youngest son of Jinga in Taewon, is there nothing he can see because he hears the sound of a sleeping dragon?
“He’s really, hee hee.”
The sound of laughter, which was only a shell, died down shortly after, and the lifeless eyes filled the void.
“Will you shed tears when you see the coffin?”
Jin Tae-gyeong opened her eyes wide.
“Hey, it’s really strange to actually hear that line. Try again.”
“He’s a man you can’t talk about.”
Fengyang thought as he approached with a leisurely gait. How can I get the word to save me from that young man’s snout?
His usual methods are to pull out his tongue and break his limbs. But can you treat Taewon’s precious body so carelessly?
A suitable compromise was needed.
‘If I cut off the muscle veins in my legs, I’ll be quiet.’
Taewon and Jinga have already crossed an irreversible river. After this fight, Pungyang planned to come back to the Murim after supplementing his martial arts skills in the remote valleys of the mountains and mountains.
Although the Red Winds have been destroyed, the forces can be gathered again. Moorim is a place where the strong rule.
“You brought it all on yourself, so don’t blame me.”
It was at that time that Poongyang grabbed the curved sword.
“Oh, wait.”
Jin Tae-kyung waved his hand and stuffed something into his mouth.
Poongyang had no choice but to stop at his natural appearance.
‘What are you doing?’
Doubt for a moment.
A tremendous amount of heat began to rise from Jin Tae-gyeong’s whole body.
Anyway, there was only one option given to me. Making the last gamble with the Desolation Gods.
It’s risky, but it’s a hundred times better than spitting out martial arts at Poongyang and dying.
gulp.
Is it really Yeongdan? As soon as it touches the tongue, it melts and goes down the throat.
The problem was after that.
belt ring.
-You took [Deterioration God].
-Take care of your energy with [Fortune Breakfast] It’s hot. The 30-year-old power of the Yeolhwa Shrine spread like wildfire to the Sajibaekhae.
– Temporarily granted the attribute of [Feverish Keeper].
– Temporarily increases [Air Power] to 45 years.
– If you don’t control your energy, it could lead to death!
– quest,
[The spirit breath has been created.
I didn’t have time to check the system notifications that were constantly ringing. I feel like I’ve become a human pressure cooker because I’m overwhelmed just by controlling the energy of the degraded god that is rampaging inside my body right now. Smoke billowed from all over his body as if it were really on fire.
The snow that had covered the ground on which they stood had melted, and the damp soil became mushy like water.
‘I expected it to some extent, but this… …
It’s really beyond imagination. Poongyang’s voice penetrated my ears as I couldn’t even scream and trembled.
“What have you done!”
Looking at the embarrassed face, I feel the heat slightly subside.
I forcibly raised the corners of my mouth and answered.
“Whatever you are doing, let’s go see where we are going.”
“bloke!”
Did you feel the ominous in the answer?
The curved sword of wind flew at a dazzling speed. The red pottery that stretched out was aiming for my chest.
Hiss!
Death escapes by just half a step. The curved sword that missed its target drew a dizzying trajectory once again.
Shh shh shh!
But this time too, the Gokdo cut through the air in vain. Poongyang’s face twisted as he looked at me, who had stepped back before I knew it.
“you… … !”
“What, man.”
I tried to answer calmly, but in fact, I was the one who was most surprised. When I mixed my hands before, I couldn’t avoid it this easily.
It is on a different level from the time when he was in a hurry to avoid being pushed by the overwhelming force and pottery of Pungyang.
‘Since when did my body become so light?’
The moment I thought I should dodge the attack, my body moved faster than ever. That’s not the only thing that has changed
‘It looks smart.’
Every movement of Poongyang is seen and read. When you see an attack, there is nothing you can’t avoid. It felt like I could avoid it even if it was not pottery but crossing the river.
I finally realized why.
‘It’s because of the air power.’
It is a state in which the existing 15 years of gong power and the 30 years of gong power of the deterioration shrine have been combined. Even though I can’t completely control it, that doesn’t mean that the power of 30 years of gong is gone.
Like an inflated balloon, the energy of the god of deterioration filled my whole body.
‘The problem is that I don’t know when this balloon will burst.’
So, before that, you have to defeat the wind.
I gripped the bars while feeling the heat bubbling inside.
“Come on.”
Feng Yang bit his lip.
“The young man is already arrogant. I’m not as good as you.”
“You seem pretty nervous for that.”
“A beast of prey does its best to catch a rabbit.”
“But wild beasts don’t eat as much sleep when they catch rabbits.”
“… … A look of astonishment passed over the face of Pungyang.
The guy who was staring at me with his mouth open stuttered.
“Now, what is the Sleep Force?”
“Yes, the Sleep Team.”
“How do you name it?”
“It’s a trade secret, you bastard.”
“You too?”
“Well, I ate something similar.”
I don’t know if I would understand if I said it was a debacle.
Compared to the latent power group, the stability is very poor, and I plan to find out how effective it is from now on.
“You are dead.”
With the last word, he kicked the ground.
Wedge love!
Poongyang was disturbed.
‘How does that guy know about the existence of the Potential Force?’
The existence of the potential team is a secret that must be carried to the grave.
It was a hidden and obtuse number that would save one’s life someday, but it is a device that will bring blood and wind if it is known to the world.
Just looking at the effect of increasing the user’s strength by two or three times, the warriors of the world would swallow their mouths and rush at it.
But there was a bigger problem than that.
‘Because it’s a legacy of the evil spirits.’
After the Great War of Jeongma, the world of Murim fell into the hands of the Rightist faction of Murim.
If even a rumor spreads that Pungyang succeeded in the affair, the world would start chasing him, not Taewon Jinga.
‘Sanseo Jamryong Jin Tae-kyung… … You must kill them to get rid of the aftereffects.’
Poongyang gritted his teeth and performed martial arts.
It is a Red Blood Twelve Swords that have reached the level of seven stars after only a few years of training. It’s too much to kill that young bastard who is lacking in age and martial arts.
“Dead!”
Sheeing-!
The Red Blood Twelve Swords were an invincible martial art, and the red pottery that stretched out from the curved sword was hacked to pieces in all directions. The skin of the ground cracked at that ferocious force, and the wind blew out.
However, the target to be cut was no longer there.
Jin Tae-kyung, who avoided the attack with just half a step, stabbed the spear.
Wedge love!
A spear blade aiming for the uvula and piercing through it. Fengyang hurriedly ducked his head to avoid the attack, and a corner of his heart felt cold.
‘fast.’
fast and accurate He hadn’t reached the level of a swordsman, a symbol of peak mastery, but the movement was already catching up with him.
‘Could this guy also join the Sleep Force? no. It’s completely different from me.’
Poongyang has already taken the latent complex several times.
From the appearance of Jin Tae-kyung, whose entire body was red-hot, it was possible to know that what he swallowed earlier was not the latent force group.
Then what the hell… … Huh!’
Poongyang couldn’t continue his thoughts. It was because Jin Tae-gyeong, who finally caught the offensive, began to unfold the Jin Ga-chang method in earnest.
Shish shush shush!
Dozens of windows pouring down like showers. It is a breathtaking sight to see. No, it wasn’t an illusion, it was actually like that.
A drop of sweat rolled down Fengyang’s forehead.
‘This……’
hot-tempered.
It is also a tremendous passion that affects even the peak master himself. Hangsanho Cheolmubaek, who fought earlier, was also the owner of Yeolyangjigi, but it is nothing compared to what Jin Taekyung is spouting now.
‘Yeongdan, you ate Yeolyang’s Yeongdan!’
Noticing it didn’t change anything. Dizzying heat and sharp attacks.
Fengyang, who was in a hurry to avoid the spearhead by stepping back in succession, bit his lip.
It’s just for such a young guy!’
He has lived his whole life fiercely.
Now that he had taken the latent power group, he felt ashamed of himself for stepping back against the young guy who had just begun to make his name known.
That anger was fully reflected in the song. The pottery that rose above the sword burned more red than ever.
Shih!
The Jingachangbeop and the Red Blood Twelve Swords may have different weapons and styles, but they have one thing in common: they are domineering martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Tae-kyung’s iron spear and Poong-yang’s curved sword fell after a fierce clash.
“hmm.”
Jin Tae-kyung was the first to step down.
Blood flowed from the torn grip, and the iron spear, which was heavy and solid, was cut by sharp pottery, leaving less than half of it.
“Stupid.”
Fengyang smiled triumphantly. The loss of a military weapon meant defeat.
Hangsanho Cheolmubaek, who made his family only with knives, knelt down to himself, but Jin Tae-gyeong, who had not yet crossed the climax wall, was already dead the moment he lost his weapon.
“Did you think you could defeat me in a head-to-head fight?”
Jin Tae-kyung replied as he wiped the blood from his hand.
“No, instead I learned valuable information.”
“… … valuable information?”
“Yes, I know your attack pattern.”
“P, what?”
“Your attack pattern is Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang.”
what kind of bullshit is this
I know it’s a story about one’s martial arts, but I’ve never heard of the word “pae” for the first time in my life. Besides, gang gang gang gang gang?
Poongyang glared at Jin Tae-gyeong with a lifeless look.
“I’ll sever the veins in your limbs for your bullshit.”
Jin Tae-kyung opened his mouth with a sad face.
“I really like cutting and pulling limbs. Are you a tetraphile?”
“This kid… … “
“This old bastard??… “Fengyang took a deep breath. He was a master at his peak and lived his whole life as a cool-headed owner of reason.
“You will surely kill me with my own hands.”
“I, sometimes, limbs, amputate, sometimes, jeez, I don’t like it.”
He felt his patience run out. To be sure, it’s the first time I’ve been so angry in nearly ten years.
“Aagh!”
Poongyang let out a scream, whether it was a scream or a shout, and rushed like a madman.
Without any herbivore or martial arts, he struck the curved sword over Jin Tae-kyung’s head with all his might.
“Dead!”
It was then. The calm expression of Jin Tae-kyung reflected in Pung-yang’s bloody eyes that were glistening with life.
For a moment, as if I had been covered with cold water, my mind flashed.
‘Something’s wrong.’
Poongyang raised his gong power as much as he could.
A dagger flashed from Jin Tae-gyeong’s empty hand as soon as the self-defense action took place.
hooked!
