< Episode 33: Battle for disciples (4) >
“What can you do to me like this? “Why don’t you try that method instead?”
Mok Gyeong-un’s tone of speech seems to be sarcastic.
At those words anger as hot as a furnace welled up in Mo Yu-cheon’s heart.
Until just a month ago to him Mok Kyung-un was nothing more than a cowardly piece of trash with no trace of wealth.
But how can something like this happen?
How can things turn upside down in just one month and you end up as a subordinate?
-Wow!
My teeth were ground.
Didn’t he put in a lot of effort beyond his talent to overturn what was called a humble birth?
But he’s being pushed around by this devilish guy?
It was difficult for him to hold back his anger any longer.
-thud! thud!
My heart was pounding hard and the suppressed impulse to kill was about to arise again.
Looking at him like that Mok Gyeong-un raised the corner of his mouth and said as if he had hoped.
“good. “That’s how it should be.”
‘!?’
When Mo Yu-cheon heard those words he felt like it was a mistake for a moment.
For a moment I couldn’t control my anger due to the humiliation and I almost released the impulse I had been suppressing.
Mok Yucheon bit his lip and suppressed his anger.
He could never get this guy’s way.
‘no. ‘You have to endure it.’
He couldn’t control what he would do if he gave into that impulse.
Seeing him like this Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed.
I really thought this aspect was annoying.
Should I call him unnecessarily honest?
However although it was brief I experienced Mok Yu-cheon at Yeonmok Geomjang and had information about him.
Mo Yu-cheon’s reversal was easy.
“For a child of a lowly gisaeng he has quite a bit of patience…”
That was before the words were even finished.
-Paaaaaaa!
At that moment a strong rebound force rose from Mu Yuqian’s neck and Mo Qingyun’s body along with the hand holding his neck was thrown backwards.
Mok Kyung-un who had risen nearly three feet above did some somersaults and landed on the floor.
-Chrrrrrr!
Still he was pushed back five steps further.
Mok Gyeong-un who was pushed out and adjusted his posture raised his head.
‘Was it this?’
The power soared in an instant.
It seems like it’s almost double but it’s already surpassed the peak.
Mok Kyung-un looked at that and clicked his tongue.
‘This is what happens.’
It may have been a side effect of incorrect construction but what are the chances of such an absurd situation occurring where the power nearly doubles?
This was a chance that was similar to finding a needle in a sandy beach.
-Sneaking!
The sight of Mo Yu-cheon with red steam flowing out from his entire body was extremely ominous.
The atmosphere seemed even more dangerous due to his brown skin and white skin.
Seeing him like this Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes lit up with a strange look.
‘iced coffee. Is it something like that?’
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes are different from those of ordinary people.
He was imbued with death energy the energy of death and after opening his ghost eyes he was able to see the flow of energy.
Maybe that’s why I was able to see right in front of me how Mo Yu-cheon’s energy exploded.
The principle was quite unique.
‘It’s mysterious.’
I can’t believe this phenomenon is happening even though I only changed a few places in the existing legal structure.
No there were more than a few places but it was still mysterious.
The depth of martial arts seemed truly endless.
“Kill!”
It was right then.
-Pot!
Mo Yu-cheon lashed out at Mo Gyeong-un and threw a new weapon.
Perhaps because the aerial power nearly doubled the speed was much faster than before.
Mok Yu-cheon who arrived in front of Mok Gyeong-un in an instant threw a single punch at Mok Gyeong-un’s head in an attempt to break his head.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mok Gyeong-un used the Gyeongshin Technique and widened the distance just as his fist was about to reach his head.
I really narrowly escaped it.
Since he was limiting himself to the ultimate extreme he was not able to draw more than 200% of his internal attack level so dodging was more effective than blocking.
-grasp!
However he thought he had widened the distance but before he knew it Mok Yu-cheon had caught up right in front of him.
Then he unfolded Yeonamuhang (然峨貿恒) the 9th Chosik of Yeonmok Gukgu (然木九式) the basic ball of Yeonmokgeomjang.
Mokgyeongun also knew this herbivory well so he guessed this path and tried to avoid it.
-Puff!
“Sigh.”
At that moment the trajectory of Yeonamuchang Kwon Cho changed and struck him in succession on his left shoulder and collarbone.
Mokgyeongun’s new model was hit by this and was pushed back again.
-Chrrrrrrrr!
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom’s expression hardened at the sight of Mok Gyeong-un being pushed back.
That’s right Lee Ji-yeom confirmed the cause of death after seeing the dead body of Jusalgok Yeomga.
The cause of death was that all of his blood vessels burst centered around the area of impact.
This was completely different from normal internal injuries.
So I wanted to tell my lord Mok Gyeong-un about this before the meeting but I couldn’t because there were so many people watching.
‘It’s a big deal. Why did my lord provoke that child?’
Mo Yu-cheon himself seemed to refrain from that impulse.
However when Mok Gyeong-un said something he could not control his anger and appeared as a boatman again.
Perhaps the blood vessels in the areas hit by the attack might have ruptured.
‘ah…’
Was his guess right?
Mokgyeong was staggering and clutching his shoulder.
Had the blood vessel been ruptured by the previous blow?
While doing so Mo Yu-cheon also paused for a moment when he saw Mo Kyung-un holding his shoulder.
‘no way?’
Mo Yu-cheon looked at his palm.
When I struck Mo Qingyun’s shoulder and collarbone just now the sensation was very similar to the feeling I had when I killed Jusalgok Yan Ga.
A feeling as if the impulse to kill is mixed with one’s own energy.
‘What on earth is this?’
Once I became a little more accustomed to this strange sensation I felt like I would be able to unfold it at will.
But that didn’t seem to be the case right now.
Because of Mok Gyeong-un’s provocation he was consumed with a desire to kill but he really had no desire to kill the guy.
I just wanted to show that evil bastard a lesson.
That said
“Whoa.”
At that time Mok Gyeong-un who was holding his shoulder let go of his hand and straightened his waist.
Mo Yu-cheon saw that and frowned.
Jusalgok’s Yeomga whom he had previously dealt with vomited blood and died in agony from this blow.
However there was nothing wrong with Mok Gyeong-un’s complexion.
Is it okay?
“you…”
“Is this all?”
Mok Gyeong-un’s grumpy tone of voice.
Hearing this Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes became harsh.
For a moment he was foolish enough to sympathize with the guy because he thought he was going to die.
“It’s not as good as I expected. “Is this after all the limit of an insignificant birth?”
-Wow!
Red steam rose even stronger from Mo Yu-cheon’s whole body.
Then the veins bulged out.
The more intense his emotions the more he seemed to be affected by fortune.
‘Son of a bitch.’
Mo Yu-chun clenched his fists tightly.
It was better.
Unlike Yeomga it appears that fatal injuries can be avoided if hit in the shoulder or other areas so we will have to make Mok Gyeong-un unable to use his limbs for a while.
Only then will he come to his senses.
-Pot!
Mok Yu-cheon possessed by his impulse to kill threw the new weapon at Mok Gyeong-un again.
Then Mok Gyeong-un also moved accordingly.
This time instead of dodging backwards he launched the new model straight at Mo Yu-cheon who was rushing towards him.
They all rushed towards each other.
-Pot!
Mo Yu-cheon’s movements were even faster.
In an instant the fist flew in with the force to pierce Mok Kyung-un’s face.
After Mo Kyung-un moved his head to avoid it he threw a kick towards Mok Yu-cheon’s abdomen.
-puck!
Mok Yucheon snorted after being hit in the abdomen.
As if it didn’t hurt at all he tried to break Mokgyeongun’s leg by hitting it.
however
-Papak!
Mo Kyung-un rotated his body and kicked Mo Yu-cheon in the face with his opposite leg.
Mo Yu-cheon then dodged the attack with half a step and succeeded in landing a blow towards Mo Gyeong-un’s thigh.
-puck!
Mok Gyeong-un’s new type which was hit by a single blow was slightly pushed away.
-Chrrrr!
Unlike before I was pushed back by about three steps.
Energy rushed out from the soles of Mok Gyeong-un’s feet which were pushed away.
-Passssssuk!
There was a crack in the floor of the training hall.
King Won Byeong-hak one of the executives who was watching this muttered in exclamation.
“You spilled it.”
It was a phenomenon in which the energy contained in the opponent’s fist was flowed through the Yongcheonhyeol.
It could be said to be a kind of flower grafting method.
If I could use that technique more smoothly I could use the opponent’s power to return it with greater force.
However based on that alone it could be said that the use of energy was excellent.
‘Ahh. ‘It’s that kid after all.’
Seeing this my greed for wood farming became even stronger.
That guy was a talent who could not only perfect the secret technique of full force fist but also develop it further.
At that time Mo Gyeong-un sneered at Mo Yu-cheon again.
“That’s boring.”
“you!”
Mok Yu-cheon got angry and threw his new weapon at Mok Gyeong-un again.
-Pot!
‘Why? ‘Why?’
Mo Yu-cheon possessed by the impulse to kill became more and more impatient as his anger grew.
His attack power has exploded and he has become superior to Mo Qingyun in every way. Why can’t he defeat the guy?
Do you need stronger aerodynamics?
Mo Yu-cheon tried to draw out more energy by using the wrong Lotus Mokhwasim method.
It was that moment.
-Tuk!
The string of reason was broken and Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes completely turned brown.
Then it howled in a sound like an animal.
“Kaaaaaa!”
The warriors around them all covered their ears at the shout which was full of power and was reminiscent of a lion’s hooves.
-Wood! Yikes!
Mok Yu-cheon’s skin had changed from brown to black his veins were bulging his muscles were bulging and his shirt was torn.
-Gooooooo!
The executives all stood up from their chairs at the surge of energy emanating from Mo Yu-cheon.
The aerodynamic force soared not doubling but almost tripling.
We have almost reached the realm of the beginning of the peak.
‘What kind of boatman is that?’
‘How did my energy explode so much?’
King Son Yun of Myeongdo and even Won Byeong-hak the King of Violence could not help but be amazed at Mo Yu-cheon’s appearance.
This was a strange phenomenon that could not even be described as a boatman.
Since Cheonjihoe was not a political faction boating was not prohibited but this went beyond that concept and was ominous and dangerous in itself.
‘This is beyond what that child can handle.’
The power exerted beyond one’s limits ultimately leads to only destruction.
That was a temporary surge caused by heavy flooding.
However it was not at a level that Mok Kyung-un could compete with.
“This grain wine. “Let’s dance!”
Even though Son Yoon didn’t say anything Lee Ji-yeom also had the same thoughts.
The dance had to be stopped immediately.
“I understand…..”
It was that moment.
-bang!
Debris rose from the floor of the training hall and Mo Yu-cheon who ran away rushed towards Mo Gyeong-un.
The speed was on a completely different level from before.
In the blink of an eye it reached Mok Kyung-un and then
-puck!
He wielded a subversive power against Mok Gyeong-un.
At the same time Mok Kyung-un’s new model bounced off and bounced three times on the floor of the training ground like a water swallow.
-thud! bang! bang! Quadadadadadang!
Just looking at the broken stone floor of the training hall gave us an idea of the extent of its power.
At this level I would have suffered injuries that would have crushed all the bones in my body.
But Mok Yu-cheon’s rampage did not stop there.
“Kwaaaaaa!”
It screamed again and tried to rush towards Mok Gyeong-un who had jumped out and fallen down.
at that very moment
-Park! bang!
Mo Yu-cheon who was rushing forward fell forward and fell.
A large person was grabbing the back of his neck and it was none other than Son Yun the King of Myeongdo.
But it wasn’t just Son Yun who was holding on to him.
Before he knew it right in front of Mok Yu-cheon Won Byeong-hak the King of Violence was pulling his fist back and preparing to unleash an explosive force at any moment.
-Pappap!
“Kaaaaaa!”
Mo Yu-cheon oppressed by King Son Yun of Myeongdo tried to rebel.
Thanks to the explosion of aerodynamic force his entire body shook.
However no matter how strong he became there was no way he could surpass the power of King Son Yun who had reached the pinnacle of his power.
“Stay still.”
-bang!
Sun Yun pressed Mo Yu-cheon’s neck even harder.
“The King of Strength.”
Son Yun held down Mo Yu-cheon and called Won Byeong-hak the King of Violence.
The meaning was to quickly subdue the acupuncture points.
At this Won Byeong-hak nodded relaxed his posture approached Mo Yu-cheon and attempted to draw a point.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
however
“This guy?”
“Why are you doing this?”
“The positions of all blood vessels have changed.”
“You mean the blood sword?”
“exactly. “My blood pressure has changed a lot and this is why…”
It seemed like it would be difficult to faint with blood from the point of view.
I’m doing that
“Let me do that.”
Won Byeong-hak turned his head at the voice he heard.
Choeum Gokju Hang Yeoliang was standing there and she came closer and put both hands to the ears of Mo Yucheon who was trying to shake her body up while being oppressed.
And then
-Park! Paang!
I clenched and opened my hands.
At that moment a strong wave occurred and Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes which were about to rebel flipped over.
Then the movement soon became quiet.
Won Byeong-hak frowned and asked.
“What did you do?”
Choeum Gokju Hang Yeoliang grinned and said pointing her finger to her own head.
“Should I say I made the place cry a bit?”
She created a wave with her yin hole causing her brain to vibrate through the eardrum of the neck of Yucheon.
Is the expression “the goal is ringing” used at this time?
No matter how strong he was Mo Yu-cheon could not withstand the waves coming from both sides and lost consciousness.
-Doo doo deuk!
At that time Mo Yu-cheon’s swollen muscles began to subside.
It didn’t end there; the darkened skin also regained its original color.
Son Yun found this strange and looked at the blood map.
‘The surge of energy is subsiding. one…..’
It was as expected.
Thanks to the explosion of energy some of the blood vessels in my body were so swollen that some of them burst and my Danjeon also became quite unstable.
‘It’s bizarre. ‘It’s bizarre.’
At this point it wouldn’t have been surprising if all of the blood vessels had ruptured.
However I was almost glad that it stopped in some areas.
If it weren’t for that Mo Yu-cheon would not only have lost his martial arts skills but would have become disabled or disabled.
It was a shame that they came out in such a hurry.
‘What about that child?’
Sun Yun released his hand from Mo Yu-cheon’s acupuncture sword and looked at the place where Mu Qing-yun was thrown out.
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom was there.
Seeing this he clicked his tongue.
‘I can’t believe this happened when deciding on the final chief.’
It was a truly unfortunate incident.
Mu Yu-Chun’s condition wasn’t that bad but if it was a blow like before Mo Gyeong-Wun’s body would have been almost crushed.
It was a time when I was thinking
At that time I saw Mok Kyung-un stumbling out of his seat.
‘!?’
This appearance caught the eyes of Son Yun and other executives.
Are you saying you survived even after receiving such a huge blow?
At that time Lee Ji-yeom who was next to her whispered to Mok Gyeong-un with surprised eyes.
“Are you okay my lord?”
He thought that Mok Gyeong-un would have been seriously injured because it was a blow of extreme intensity that was almost at the beginning of the climax.
But Mok Kyung-un smiled and said as if nothing had happened.
“are you okay.”
“Well if that’s enough…”
“Ahh. “It’s a picture that can’t be avoided at this level.”
“yes?”
What does this mean?
A picture that can’t be avoided at this level?
While wondering what the hell he was talking about Mok Gyeong-un lightly moved his neck and loosened it.
-Wood! Crack!
“Being hurt on purpose or pretending to be sick is also work.”
“under…”
Lee Ji-yeom was momentarily dumbfounded by these words.
Does that mean you suffered that huge blow on purpose?
But that wasn’t surprising; I was more amazed by Mok Gyeong-un’s appearance which seemed really fine.
But what was surprising was that this was not the end.
“But thanks to seeing it up close I learned something good.”
“yes?”
What does this mean?
It was a time when I was wondering.
-Wow! Wow!
At that time the veins in Mok Gyeong-un’s left hand began to bulge and soon the muscles up to his wrist were seen swelling and the skin turning black.
‘!!!!!!’
< Episode 33: Battle for disciples (4) > end
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