Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 180

< Episode 52 Jang Neungak (3) >

In an instant the guest garden banquet hall was filled with silence.

This was because a completely different result than they expected or a scene they could not even imagine happened before their eyes.

‘How can this be?’

A man in the lower seat was dumbfounded.

He was Iak (二岳) Muan Geomwi Maengcheon who became Mok Gyeong-un’s food spirit and was possessed by his confidant a man named Jong-im.

Wi Maeng-cheon knew Ilak Go Yeon-hu’s inaction better than anyone else.

He even competed in person.

But this was more than a shock.

Because he had competed with Mo Kyung-un just a day before he was confident that his skills would not be able to defeat Go Yeon-hu a member of the Five Tigers.

‘What on earth is going on?’

It’s only been a day but how did Wu Wei rise so much?

No this was a development that did not make sense.

Go Yeon-hoo was not an opponent who could be defeated by such an enemy.

‘…What the hell is this?’

He wasn’t the only one who was surprised.

Go-chan the guard who was possessing Ha Chae-rin’s body also tried not to show it as much as possible but he could not help but be inwardly shocked by this result.

He couldn’t even be compared to when I saw him on the main street not long ago.

‘Is that guy really a monster?’

How can he become this strong in such a short period of time?

I couldn’t understand at all.

Then the sound of clicking one’s tongue was heard next to him.

‘!?’

He was Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Samak (三岳) Bujukdan of the Oakhoe who was drinking from his cup with his hands around his waist.

Ho Jong-hyuk clicked his tongue and muttered as he watched this scene.

“this. “It’s an unexpected ambush.”

I wondered if he too was surprised but surprisingly there was a strange sense of victory on his face.

What on earth is this reaction?

I’m doing it

“Off!”

At that time Go Yeon-hu who was face down on the floor slapped his hands on the floor and tried to recoil and raise his body.

however

-bang!

Mok Kyung-un pressed down on his head again causing his face to fall to the floor.

The vibration of the late Yeonhu’s body which had been shaking his head soon stopped.

It seemed like he had fainted.

The banquet hall which had been static at the sight of him like that soon became agitated.

Mo Gyeong-un took his hand off Gao Yeon-hu’s head straightened up and looked at Hui Zhou’s second disciple Jang Neung-ak.

Jang Neung-ak’s eyes changed as he looked at Mo Kyung-un.

Until now it was just a matter of looking at the desirable fruit but now a wariness has appeared in the eyes.

‘…this guy. ‘Inaction has become more advanced?’

Go Yeonhu’s inaction is not at all inferior to that of Woohorang also called the Five Tigers.

No rather it was Jang Neung-ak who was considered to be one level in some respects.

But you defeated this with just one move?

Jang Nung Aek opened his mouth.

“You…you’re so close to the edge.”

-Roaring!

‘pole?’

‘Did you just say it was a play?’

At his words the warriors in the lower seats were agitated.

The pinnacle of excellence.

It was inaction at the executive level beyond the Five Tigers who are called the best late-stage exponents.

Among the executives who received the title of Sagokju Samjongju and Five Kings there were none who were close to or did not reach the peak of transcendence.

In terms of degree each and every one of them was a member of the middle or medium sect or the highest level of the great sect.

Jeomopal said in disbelief.

“A play? “My lord no matter what…”

“Jermopal.”

“Brother Ho?”

“Have you noticed yet?”

“sense?”

“That guy doesn’t have any wounds.”

“wound?”

Jeomopal’s eyes trembled at those words.

He wasn’t even aware of it but Mok Kyung-un didn’t see any wounds.

I heard that it was a very intense confrontation with Seo Hye-in the first yeondan leader of the Four Mountains but Mo Gyeong-un did not have any injuries on his exposed parts.

“…This was more of a monster than it looked. “You didn’t have any wounds against that friendly tiger?”

Seo Hye-in spoke in a serious voice at Jeomopal’s words.

“The late Great Master was defeated by a single move right in front of my eyes so that’s what you’re saying?”

“….”

-Sigh!

Before we knew it the warriors at the lower seat Seo Hye-in from the evil side at the top and Jeo Mo-pal from the five evil realms raised their true spirits and prepared for battle.

By the time he defeated Go Yeon-hoo with one move that guy had surpassed the level of Hu Ji-soo.

It was as if he already had inaction that was close to that of an executive.

The person who can deal with him one-on-one here is Master Jang Neung-ak who was taught by Hui Zhou…

Seo Hye-in and Jeo Mo-pal’s eyes at the head table turned to an unexpected person.

He was none other than Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Three Evils (三岳) the Buchyeoldan.

Why are they looking at him like this?

Go Yeon-hoo known as one of the Five Tigers and one of the strongest of Ilak’s henchmen has been defeated by the enemy so why are they looking at him like this?

at that time

“what? “What about those eyes?”

Ho Jong-hyuk took a sip of his drink with an annoyed tone.

Then Jang Neungak opened his mouth.

“Jonghyuk Ho.”

“Yes my lord.”

“I didn’t know that I would reveal my hidden cards in a place like this.”

Ho Jong-hyuk’s eyes who had been consistently annoyed by Jang Neung-ak’s words changed.

Should I say that the momentum has become heavier and sharper?

Jang Neungak said to him.

“Can you deal with me?”

“It seems possible but it is difficult to guarantee victory or defeat. As for the movement just now.”

“Then I’ll put those arm arms on you. Subdue him and bring him to his knees.”

“You’re really causing trouble. Are you sure you don’t mind?”

“Anyway this is Confucius’ manor. “It doesn’t matter if you see it.”

“….All right. “I follow your orders.”

With those words Ho Jong-hyuk smiled and said to Go-chan who was possessing Ha Chae-rin next to him.

“Wait a moment. “I’ll be back soon.”

‘Kwaaaah!’

At his words Gochan got excited inside.

Even though he was urging himself to be faithful to his role in his head the words he said indifferently were beyond the burden itself.

That was when Ho Jong-hyuk was trying to grasp the handle of the large ax that was standing behind him.

“Why don’t we stop fighting pointlessly?”

Mok Gyeong-un said to Jang Neung-ak.

Then Jang Neungak snorted.

“Let’s not get into a useless fight after you rejected my offer of loyalty and said I came here to trick you. Do you think this Confucius is funny?”

“It can’t be. “I just came to give Confucius a necessary suggestion.”

“Shut up!”

Before he could finish his words Jang Neungak’s words spread everywhere.

The warriors in the lower seats all covered their ears at the sound of the shout which seemed to be filled with energy.

Of course Mo Kyung-un didn’t even change his expression at all.

Jang Neung-ak urged Mok Gyeong-un.

“I don’t know what kind of tricks you are trying to pull by joining hands with your brother-in-law but from the moment you let go of this Confucius you have been an enemy.”

“Aren’t you defining it too easily?”

“definition? Don’t be funny. “Did you think Confucius wouldn’t know that you were in contact with the great brother?”

“yes. “I did make contact.”

“okay. Then I can’t deny it anymore…”

“Thanks to you I ended up making Grand Duke Nayuliang my enemy which caused me trouble.”

“what?”

Jang Neung-ak’s expression hardened at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.

Since he had defeated Woo Horang a subordinate of his youngest priest Wi So-yeon and had even defeated his right-hand man Ilak Go Yeon-hu in Ilsu it was naturally assumed that he had joined hands with his great brother Na Yulyang.

But what does this mean?

“You made the ambassador your enemy?”

“yes.”

Jang Neungak with narrowed eyes frowned and said.

“Are you trying to deceive the Confucius you just saw by confessing a lie?”

“It can’t be. “Perhaps Prince Nayuliang is anxious because he can’t kill me.”

“You’re so anxious that I can’t kill you?”

“yes.”

Jang Neung Ak snorted at Mo Gyeong-un’s words like this.

This guy is playing tricks on himself.

What kind of person is the ambassador type?

He was a cold-blooded person who did not even think of most people around him as human.

Even his priests themselves were not recognized.

The ambassador who doesn’t even seem like a human being just thinks of people like you as enemies?

“You fool.”

“….”

“You don’t know a person named Na Yulyang. Are you telling Confucius to believe this nonsense that he will make you his enemy? “It would be more realistic if I thought of you as an insect.”

-Sigh!

With those words Jang Neungak nodded to Samak Ho Jonghyuk.

“Whoa.”

Then Ho Jong-hyuk let out a light breath and came down the hall holding a large axe.

Upon seeing Dok2 Mok Gyeong-un was reminded of his conversation with King Amjong about who he was.

[Oh hoho. Among Confucius Jang Neung-ak’s confidants there is one who is the most difficult to touch.]

[Who is that?]

[Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Destruction Order.]

[Ho Jonghyuk?]

[okay. He was told that he was in charge of the Three Aks (三岳) among the Five Akshoes.]

[If it is the three evils it is the third rank.]

[The revealed ranking is like that.]

[Search revealed?]

[Of course his actual inaction may not be as good as Go Yeon-hu who is an Ilak or Wi Maeng-cheon who is an Iak. However considering his father’s prestige it is an incomprehensible position.]

[Who is your father?]

[Ho Tae-gang King of Pabu.]

[King Pabu? Is it Oh King?]

Five kings.

He was the highest ranking official supporting the Cheonjihoe.

But it didn’t end here.

[It’s not just Owang. He is one of the eight masters known to have reached the highest level in the current martial arts world.]

[no way….]

[Yes he is one of the Eight Stars.]

The large ax that looks like it could cut a person in half is probably the Myeolbu (滅斧) which is said to have been made to use the Pabucheon Gangbeop a martial arts technique on the King of Pabu Ho Tae-gang.

‘He is a son who has received the teachings of the Eight Saints….’

A little interest arose in Mo Kyung-un’s eyes.

Excluding Yukcheon Palseong is said to be the best master in the current martial arts world.

It would be even weirder if he said he wasn’t interested at all.

-Grrrrrrrrr!

If you look at Samak Ho Jong-hyuk’s right arm muscles as he walks along the floor they are very enlarged.

It must have been developed to freely handle that large dead body.

There was anticipation in the eyes of Jeomopal the Geoak Geomgwon who followed him to help him.

‘Will we be able to see Brother Ho’s true skills?’

The Oakhoe had one secret.

It was a secret known only to the members of the Oakhoe and the master Jang Neungak.

Even the warriors in the lower seats did not know.

It was the existence of a real evil that had not been revealed.

‘True Ilak (一岳). ‘My lord’s hidden sword.’

Everyone would think that Go Yeon-hoo a member of the Five Tigers known as the best latter-day exponent was the top leader of the Five Evil Clubs but the reality was different.

The true best master of Oakhoe was none other than Ho Jong-hyuk.

His true inaction reached its absolute peak.

-Boo!

Ho Jong-hyuk picked up the large ax that was dragging the floor and swung it lightly in the air.

It was just a light swing but strong wind pressure arose and sharp force spread in all directions.

‘As expected it’s amazing.’

If the wind pressure alone was this high it seemed like something really amazing would happen if we did our best.

Ho Jong-hyuk said as he approached Mok Gyeong-un.

“hey. Don’t be too upset that the two of you attacked each other. “It’s not about confrontation it’s about subduing that side.”

Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care about his words.

And then he took something out of his waistband.

It was a small pouch attached to the belt.

“What are you trying to do?

Ho Jong-hyuk asked.

Mok Gyeong-un did not reply but looked at Jang Neung-ak and said

“If you see this you might change your mind a little.”

With those words Mok Gyeong-un threw the pouch to Jang Neung-ak in the hall.

“Where!”

-Park!

The evil Seo Hye-in who thought he might do something took it on his behalf.

However my pocket was lighter than I expected.

I thought I heard something like memorization but it didn’t seem like that.

“Confucius this is….”

“Don’t worry about useless things. “Hurry and subdue him.”

Jang Neung-ak gave orders to Ho Jong-hyuk and Jeo Mo-pal as if he had no interest in this at all.

As soon as he did that Ho Jong-hyuk launched a new weapon towards Mok Gyeong-un and swung a huge ax Deulbu towards his neck.

-Boo! Sigh! Kwasik!

As the death blow split the air the table in the banquet hall split apart due to the wind pressure and anticipation.

Thanks to this Ha Seok’s warriors who were watching were divided and had to retreat.

Jang Nung looked at this and raised the corners of his mouth slyly.

Since Ho Jong-hyuk is at the peak of his powers and even has low arms it won’t be much of a problem to subdue him.

‘How dare you mock Confucius?’

Let’s see if that sound comes out when you peel off the skin.

Then it happened.

“Go…Confucius?”

At that time the evil Seo Hye-in called Jang Neung-ak.

She answered as if she was annoyed by Jang Neung-ak who was paying attention to their confrontation.

“Talk to me later.”

“I’m sorry but I think you should look at this before that.”

“Didn’t I tell you to talk later?”

“Confucius!”

“What did Confucius say just now…!?”

Jang Neung-ak’s expression which had been trying to press Seo Hye-in soon hardened.

It was because of something in her hand.

This was none other than an eyeball.

The moment he saw the eyeballs with silvery pupils instead of black the image of someone quickly flashed through Jang Neungak’s mind.

That was the appearance of Na Yu-ryang the ambassador type.

[As expected of a king of great power. I never thought I would have this Confucius write this down.]

Na Yulyang’s voice and appearance are still vivid.

During a sparring match with Won Byeong-hak the King of Violent Power the pupil of his right eye suddenly turned silver.

After that the nature of the confrontation changed significantly.

Jang Neungak’s eyes trembled as he remembered this for a moment.

These eyes look so familiar.

‘no way?’

This is…

It was right then.

-Quaang! Cheer up!

Jang Neungak’s gaze turned to the side as he heard a series of loud noises.

‘!?’

There I saw Oak Jeomopal who was lying on the floor his head being trampled by Mok Gyeong-un’s foot and Ho Jong-hyuk who was staggered and pushed out because one of the ax blades on both sides was broken.

All of this happened while I was out of sight for a moment.

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