Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 202

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< Episode 57 Water Ghost (3) >

“You don’t seem to know what a threat is. Shall I tell you?”

The old man’s expression hardened when he heard a soft voice coming from behind him.

He didn’t even realize it for a split second but if his light attack skills were good enough to occupy his back it was absolutely no problem.

‘Huh.’

It was definitely the pinnacle of feeling.

However deceiving his senses like this meant that he was an expert who could capture his energy.

‘…I can’t believe it.’

Old Man Pan internally denied this.

To become an expert at a level where you can deceive yourself you can only do so by overcoming a wall.

But wasn’t this person only 17 or 18 years old at most?

At such a young age he has reached the level of Hwajing?

‘okay. That can’t be possible. It is more likely that he has learned a special shinshin method.

This is a level that even he who has been practicing martial arts for nearly 60 years has not been able to reach.

There was no way a kid like this could have climbed over the wall.

Old Man Pan who was convinced of this immediately kicked the ground.

-Pot!

First of all you have to get away from him.

The old man flew forward and rotated his body flapping his gray robes.

‘Two extreme secret training!’

The moment he rotated his body Dopo’s sleeve became a sharp blade and radiated anticipation.

Then in an instant the rain that came down hard cut down about five squares in a radius.

-Chaaaaaaaa!

It didn’t stop there.

Old Man Beom put his feet down towards the floor.

‘One step at a time!’

The moment I stepped onto the stagnant rainwater the bouncing raindrops became a memorization as they spread in all directions with their charm.

How wide was the scope?

“this!”

“Stop it!”

-Sreung!

Nie Chun and Meng Wuyue pulled out their swords at the same time and blocked the flying raindrops.

-Chachachachachachachachae!

The power of the raindrops filled with true energy was so powerful that the hand holding the sword went numb.

The two people blocked this and stuck out their tongues.

Although he had reached the peak it was no exaggeration to say that the old man’s level of inner strength had already reached that level.

-Chaeng! Parrrrr!

It was to the point where I thought that with this level of prowess he could be compared to the Five Kings level which is almost a high-ranking executive.

Old Man Beom who saw them being pushed away while blocking the raindrops filled with energy rolled his eyes and looked for Mok Gyeong-un.

In order to distance himself from the bastard he used quite a strong herbivorous approach.

Both methods were quite powerful but consumed a lot of internal energy.

However he thought that he could definitely get this guy off his back at this level.

‘Where are you? ‘Where the hell are you?’

The rain was so heavy that it was difficult to clearly see.

however

“That’s an interesting tactic.”

Old Man Bum’s expression hardened at the sound of a voice coming from behind him.

He was the one who naturally thought he would have widened the distance.

But what’s going on?

‘…He couldn’t open the distance?’

Old Man Beom was extremely confused.

Does it make sense that he uses an anti-personnel attack that allows him to attack from all directions but instead of widening the distance he still gets caught from behind?

-Wow!

Old Man Pan gritted his teeth.

How could he allow his succession to be stolen by such a young bastard?

“bouncer!”

Old Man Pan changed his ways.

Rather than widening the distance he tried to attack Mok Gyeong-un by stepping on the German foot method Osunbo (五順步) to change direction and at the same time deploying Lee Geuk-bi Yeonsu.

This time he didn’t widen the distance so he wouldn’t be able to do anything to block or avoid Lee Geuk-bi Yeon-soo.

-Sigh!

He saw a black shadow before his eyes along with it.

‘Gotcha!’

Old Man Pan spread his magic spell towards the black shadow.

‘Lee Geuk-ho Yeonjo(二極號聯爪) Bokjoyang(覆操攘)!

-Papa papapak!

It was like a roaring tiger swinging a new weapon baring its sharp fangs at its prey.

When he wanted to catch a new brother he was an old man who wanted to win.

however

-Paaaaaaaaa!

‘Anit?’

At that moment the two hands that were practicing his teaching techniques passed by the shadow.

Then I soon heard a voice behind me.

“It’s slow.”

“this guy!”

Old Man Beom swung the light backwards.

-grasp!

But there was nothing he could reach.

Rather only Mok Gyeong-un’s voice which was almost mocking was heard in his ears.

“Is this how you can see my face?”

‘Are you playing with Nobu!’

-Papa papapak!

The old man angered by such ridicule soon tried to use his methods indiscriminately.

He felt like he had to somehow put this guy in front of him to be relieved.

But that was right then.

-puck!

At that moment pain shot through my right leg and Old Man Beom’s new model slipped in the rain and was about to fall to the floor.

Embarrassed Old Man Pan hurriedly stretched out his hands to avoid falling.

however

-puck!

“100 million!”

Shinhyeong was thrown to the floor by a kick that struck his collapsed left rib.

-bang!

“Off.”

Old Man Pan fell to the floor holding his ribs and letting out a sobbing voice.

His bones seemed to have been broken by the blow just now.

It was difficult for him to breathe.

Mok Gyeong-un’s voice came into the ears of the old man.

“You are in a very difficult situation. Or is it difficult for you to bear this level of pain as you get older?”

“Cluck cluck.”

Old Man Pan raised his head with a stern look on his face.

He could see Mok Gyeong-un’s face looking down at him with his back turned.

I can’t believe I fell to the floor in such humiliation and saw this guy’s face.

Old Man Beom was truly dumbfounded.

‘…Did you really go over the wall?’

I had no choice but to admit the gap was so obvious.

This guy was truly a master of flower techniques.

‘I can’t believe a guy who hasn’t even signed a contract yet can reach such incredible heights.’

He was truly a monster.

What faction does he come from?

In case of this kind of inaction of course it would have been normal for the name to be known to the martial arts community.

No matter how much one came from ‘that place’ those with a strong reputation in martial arts knew it to some extent.

At this the old man asked while struggling to catch his breath.

“Ha…ha…what is your name?”

“What are you going to do with that?”

“Ha…it doesn’t mean anything. “I was just amazed by your inaction and curious about your reputation.”

“Then you can continue to be curious.”

“…..”

It meant that there was no intention to tell.

Old Man Beom let out a sigh that was close to his lament.

The situation was truly unfortunate.

The person who couldn’t resist the young lady’s torch and touched it is an expert in flower painting.

How absurd are these cases?

He got it right wrong.

‘…It’s Nobu’s mistake.’

In fact it was difficult to see this as a mistake.

It is extremely rare to meet an expert who can completely deceive one’s senses.

And it is also the case to meet someone who has reached the state of enlightenment at an age when he or she has not yet reached the age of maturity.

It could just be said that it was close to the realm of bad luck.

“Haa…haa…..”

Old Man Beom sat up straight and said.

“I understand. “If you don’t tell me your name I’ll just call you Small Emperor.”

-Park!

Old Man Beom put his hands together and bowed his head in a bowing gesture.

“This beom-mo will sincerely apologize to the small priests.”

“Apology?”

“I see. I have nothing to say about this matter but Nobu really had no intention of causing harm. Whatever it was it’s clear that it made you feel threatened. “I will apologize for this and give Nobu the maximum compensation I can so please be generous this time.”

Old Man Pan bowed his head politely once again.

Unlike there Moorim was based on the logic of power so he threw away his pride and apologized accordingly.

If you just say this it may not work at all.

-Sigh!

Old Man Beom took out a square jade tablet from his arms.

He then held it out to Mok Gyeong-un and said.

“This is a first-class jade plaque issued by the Seopyeong Battlefield.”

“Book review battlefield?”

“I see. “That jade plaque is one that allows you to receive 100 in cash at once.”

“A bag of money?”

A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.

A hundred dollars in money was no different from ten thousand silver coins.

It was a huge amount of money enough to run a fairly large sect for about a year.

I thought this was a reward that anyone could not help but pass up.

“Hoo. Is that so? “I will accept it gratefully.”

Mok Gyeong-un received the jade plaque.

Seeing him like this old man Pan thought as expected.

The Murim people were also people.

Of course there was no way my eyes would not roll at such a huge sum of money.

It was a shame because it was half of the travel expenses I had been paid but it was better than having to deal with the problem for no reason.

“Thank you.”

That was when old man Pan loosened his grip and tried to raise himself up.

Mok Kyung-un said as he put the square jade tablet in his arms.

“Compensation is compensation shall we continue what we were talking about?”

“what?”

Old Man Pan frowned.

What are you talking about?

What does this mean when you receive a jade tablet from Seopyeongjeonjeon that allows you to receive a hundred dollars in money at once?

“Look. This is how this matter ends…..”

“It’s not the end. “There are some things that can be covered with money and some that cannot.”

“no. “Is it okay to say something like that now after receiving that much money?”

“It’s coming out. If the old man was stronger than me he wouldn’t have given me money like this and wouldn’t have had to apologize so servilely. “He must have achieved what he wanted.”

“…..”

Old Man Beom’s mouth fell silent at Mo Gyeong-un’s words.

It was too true to deny.

In the first place he was the one who tried to force them to take them to the young lady.

In fact he said it that way so it was hard to come up with an excuse.

Accordingly Old Man Beom tried to appease Mok Gyeong-un as euphemistically as possible.

“Little brother. I completely understand how you feel. “If it seems like they were trying to cover it up with money…”

“What do you mean you understand?”

“that…”

“I don’t think you understand at all?”

“…Didn’t you say no? Nobu is just…..”

“Wouldn’t it be faster to experience it yourself rather than talk about it?”

“experience?”

“yes. Even so I don’t think you can distinguish between threats and cooperation.”

‘Is this really possible?

Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words like this Old Man Beom’s eyes became sharp for an instant.

Then before I knew it this guy’s companions were no longer visible.

It was right then.

-Wow!

-What a shameless thing!

‘!?’

The old man’s eyes shook like crazy at the sound of a roar coming from the guest room and the shout of a familiar voice.

‘This guy!’

-Pot!

Old Man Pan hurriedly threw a new sentence into his guest cup with a distorted face.

The expression on the old man’s face hardened as he entered the guest house through the back door.

There along with the fallen warrior guards was Meng Muyak standing behind the woman of the village temple and holding the blade of his sword to her slender neck.

Although Meng Wuyak and Nie Chun were one level below Old Man Beom there was no one among the other guard warriors who could handle them.

“These… these guys! “Can’t we just let him go right now?”

Old Man Beom shouted at them in a voice full of anger.

In my heart I felt like I wanted to kill those people who held a sword to that person’s neck right away.

Meng Muyak spoke to the old man in a cold voice.

“You’d better not move.”

“this person!”

What should I do about this situation?

I couldn’t believe it but these guys ended up doing something unholy.

Then it happened.

“How are you feeling? Do you think you now know the difference between cooperation and threats?”

-closely!

Old Man Beom bit his lower lip when he heard Mok Gyeong-un’s voice coming from behind him.

I never thought I would be repaid in this way.

He touched the wrong person.

< Episode 57 Water Ghost (3) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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