< Episode 39 Encroachment (4) >
Back to the present.
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and said to Wi Maeng-cheon the blind man of the second mountain of the Five Akhoe who was confused by the dead Jihang.
“I guess you were very disappointed because the results were different from what you intended?”
“You guy…”
“I think I messed up my head a lot but it’s a shame. If it had been anyone else it would have worked just fine.”
-Wow!
Blind Wei Mengchen gritted his teeth.
I don’t know what happened but what is certain is that his plan didn’t work.
It was a plan calculated through dozens of simulations.
We’ve made it possible to deal with quite a few variables but how on earth did we get away with it?
One important thing was that it was not a situation to investigate the cause of the failed plan.
-closely!
Wi Meng-cheon’s hand holding the sword soldier gained strength.
Since the original plan went awry the only answer was to kill him directly.
Otherwise things will cross your line.
Wei Mengchen quietly opened his mouth.
“I don’t know how you escaped suspicion but I will tell you that coming here was a huge mistake.”
“Big mistake?”
-Wow!
No sooner had Mo Qingyun finished his reply than Wei Mengchen’s sword split the air.
In a split second Mok Kyung-un was about half a step away.
Thanks to this the sword barely managed to sever Mok Gyeong-un’s throat and passed by.
“It’s fast.”
“….”
Hearing Mu Qingyun’s words Wei Mengchen didn’t say anything.
Unlike the last time he tried to test his inaction this time he cut with the intention of killing but he didn’t know how to avoid it.
‘…I’m definitely past my peak.’
I was probably expecting it to be the beginning of the climax.
Since he has divided the sum several times it seems certain considering the power contained in the sword.
This alone was surprising.
Only seventeen.
For a guy who wasn’t even qualified to reach this level he had no choice but to admit that he was worthless.
however
‘You die here.’
-Pot!
Wei Mengchen’s sword rushed towards Mu Qingyun drawing a complicated trajectory.
As the sword became faster Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes shook at a rapid pace.
This was the first time I competed with a proper master since I gained talent from the treasure trove of Sihyeolgok.
Wei Mengchen’s sword was definitely beyond imagination.
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!
It was not something that could be avoided.
In response Mo Kyung-un also used a sword to defend himself against Wei Meng-cheon’s onslaught.
-Chachachachachachachachae!
The two men’s swords clashed in an instant and blue sparks flew out in the darkness.
Every time the swords collided Mo Kyung-un’s new form was pushed back little by little.
This clearly meant losing ground in air power.
‘Even though he has reached the realm of transcendence with his innate talent it seems he cannot avoid two shortcomings.’
The first was aerodynamics.
When talking about the level of internal strength the reason for referring to several years is because the amount accumulated increases as time passes.
Even if he had reached a high level as a martial artist with excellent wood training he could not match the level of skill he had accumulated over several decades.
And the second is
-Chae chae chaeng!
As they collided almost evenly Wei Mengchen’s sword deviated from its path for a moment turned in a completely unexpected direction and stabbed Mu Qingyun’s thigh.
Thanks to this Mok Gyeong-un also had to change his sword path to prevent this.
-visor!
In the meantime
-puck!
Wei Mengchen’s heavy kick hit Mu Qingyun’s abdomen.
At the same time Mo Qingyun’s new brother was pushed back about four steps again.
Wei Mengchen who sensed this with his hearing twitched the corner of his mouth.
‘Experience… lack of experience.’
While Mok Gyeong-un’s herbivory was flawless he was unable to respond to Byeoncho due to his lack of actual combat experience or confrontation with masters.
Herbivorous diet is very honest.
Although they responded with herbivory at the right time it was not enough.
In the world of life-or-death competition experience cannot be ignored.
-Pot!
Wi Maeng-cheon who caught up with Mo Kyung-un who had been pushed back increased his attack power even more and pushed forward.
Having found his opponent’s shortcomings he was determined to push through and achieve victory.
‘Hyeonseonggyeonggeom (炫星勁劍) 4th second Mohangseompae (冒恒閃狽).’
-Choo! Chop! Chop!
Wei Mengtian’s sword created numerous sword movements and pressured Mu Qingyun with a brilliant trajectory.
It was such an incredible swordfish that it was hard to believe that he was blind.
Even Mo Kyung-un was secretly impressed.
It was Mok Gyeong-un who had a keen eye for swordsmanship after seeing numerous high-ranking officials in the Sihyeolgok report.
Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword was of such high perfection that it was difficult to find any flaws.
Maybe that’s why I wanted to hit it hard.
-Chaechaechaechaechae!
Mo Kyung-un’s evil sword and Wei Meng-cheon’s bamboo sword collided and the sound of metal echoed everywhere.
The swords between them were so fast that they were invisible to ordinary eyes.
-Wow!
The sword grazed Mo Kyung-un’s cheek causing a wound.
Wi Meng-cheon’s sword grass once again created an unexpected form of poison grass.
‘That’s fun.’
It’s more interesting than competing with Sihyeolgok cadets.
Their attacks were more intuitive and simple but Wei Mengchen’s sword changed in unexpected places to put pressure on him.
-Wow!
The sword grazed Mo Kyung-un’s ribs again.
They are all just barely grazing the bloodstream.
Wei Mengchen’s sword was tightening his leash with increasing precision to the point where the outcome of the confrontation could have been decided in one go.
‘You’re out of luck.’
Wei Mengchen’s face became more and more energetic as he put pressure on Mu Qingyun.
The winner of this battle has been decided.
If this had been 5 to 10 years later the current Mok Gyeong-un would never be a match for him.
He was far superior in terms of both his experience and his ability.
‘It was stupid. ‘Neck tillage.’
You shouldn’t have come to me alone.
Although he admitted to being incompetent for his age he chose the wrong target for revenge.
If he had been clever enough to get out of his own way he should have used the dead Jihang as an excuse to pressure him through his teacher Amjongju.
Blame that foolishness.
-Wow!
-Chaeng!
Wei Mengchen’s sword bounced Mu Qingyun’s sword upward.
At the same time a critical gap finally appeared for Mok Gyeong-un.
The corners of Wei Mengchen’s mouth turned up slyly.
‘Overconfidence in oneself. That is the cause of your defeat.’
Wei Meng-cheon confident that he had secured the victory stabbed his sword towards Mo Kyung-un’s neck which was the critical gap that had been created.
With Mu Qingyun’s current stance he absolutely could not avoid or block it.
‘It’s over.’
Wei Mengchen’s sword was about to dig into Mu Qingyun’s neck.
however
-Aaaah!
At that moment the tip of Wei Mengchen’s sword touched Mu Qingyun’s neck and glided lightly across the surface.
‘this?’
What on earth is going on?
It was a perfect ending.
But why couldn’t it penetrate Mo Gyeong-un’s neck and suddenly slipped away as if it was blocked by something?
I couldn’t understand what was happening.
-Park!
At that time as the distance narrowed Mu Qingyun’s knee tried to kick Wei Mengchen’s chin.
In response Wei Meng-cheon stretched out his left hand and pushed Mo Gyeong-un’s knee widening the distance with a reaction.
-phut! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
When the distance was about six steps away Wei Mengchen frowned as if he couldn’t understand.
No matter how much I think about it I don’t understand it.
Just now that was a very high-level technique that couldn’t be performed at the level of wood cultivation.
-under!
An exclamation flowed from the mouth of Cheongryeong who was sitting on the roof watching with a bear in his mouth.
The reason she was so surprised was simple.
-Learning the form of abdomen.
The move that Mok Gyeong-un showed just now was the Bae eclipse which is a eclipse of the Pasa 8 type.
If the consciousness of the stomach can pull anything in the consciousness of the stomach pushes away anything that touches the body.
Even the woman who had been following her didn’t know this.
It was because Mok Gyeong-un did not speak even after gaining enlightenment.
Of course there was a reason for this.
‘It’s difficult.’
The method of manifestation of the stomach ceremony is different from the ceremony of wearing it.
You can only push something if it touches your body precisely but it was quite difficult to time the moment when the swords were about to collide.
And since it is greatly influenced by the caster’s ability and spirit the stronger the force the more difficult it is to push it away.
So Wei Mengchen’s sword slipped rather than bounced.
‘There’s still a long way to go.’
Because it was considered an unfinished method it was not even mentioned to the young man.
Of course she was useful for this alone.
Because he was able to let go of a fatal sword.
At that time Wei Mengchen opened her mouth.
“…You seem to have a vision of your own. “Will the same method work again?”
-Pot!
As soon as he finished saying those words Wei Mengchen threw a new weapon at Mo Qingyun.
As befits an expert who has reached the pinnacle of excellence in a short period of time I was able to realize how to deal with the previous method.
-Ugh!
Wei Mengchen’s sword was completely covered in blue light.
It was a sword lecture.
He was the one who judged that if it was a sword that had collected the predictions more closely there would be nothing he could do about it even with the trick of slipping it.
‘We will win.’
The reason I haven’t unleashed my strength until now is because I was protecting my sword with anticipation.
This was chosen because Mokgyeongun’s Akjeukgeom was harder and sharper than the Jukmyeonggeom so it put some strain on the sword every time it collided with it.
However if you channel all of that energy into the strong attack Geomkang rather than the defensive form
-Chaaeaeang!
-Papa pak!
With just a single clash of swords Mo Gyeong-un’s new form was pushed back nearly three steps.
The power has increased significantly.
instead
-Pass!
The sword became incontinent.
Although it was affected by the switch between offense and defense it seemed like I could at least last a few seconds.
There is enough room to compete within it.
-Pot!
Wei Mengchen once again tried to unleash a vicious sword attack on Mo Qingyun.
It was that moment.
“I guess we’ve run out of money now.”
“what?”
“I see herbivory repeating itself.”
‘!?’
-Chaechaechaechaeng!
The moment the sword and sword collided Wei Mengchen’s expression distorted.
He stretched out his sword sword with his sword sword but his neck was not pushed back at all.
He was rather boiled.
But what’s more surprising than this?
“You…what the hell?”
The sword technique just now was completely identical to the 7th second type of Hyeonseonggyeonggeom Pahang Wuxi which he had unfolded.
Now Mo Kyung-un was using the exact same sword technique as himself.
Wei Mengchen could not believe this situation.
hereto
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!
Once again I open my sword towards Mok Gyeong-un.
-Choo! Chop!
Mok Gyeong-un used his sword skills as if it were a mirror.
Wei Mengchen was dumbfounded for a moment.
What on earth is going on?
His German martial arts technique Hyeonseonggyeonggeom was a secret technique that was completely unknown to the outside world as it was a Japanese sword technique.
But this guy is following this.
I didn’t know Chosik’s fortune telling technique and this was probably my first time seeing it during the competition.
‘That doesn’t make sense.’
But how can something like this happen?
Is it possible to learn the opponent’s sword techniques while fighting each other in a life-or-death battle?
Is this possible?
No matter how talented you are isn’t there a degree?
This was so fraudulent.
-Wow!
Wei Mengchen was momentarily surprised by this situation which he had experienced for the first time and was so angry that he almost cried.
Although he was blind he hated Mok Gyeong-un who could so easily imitate his German swordsmanship which he had mastered after much hard work.
‘How dare you try to steal my swordsmanship?’
He couldn’t forgive.
Okay so can I follow this too?
No matter how you follow the surface of the sword technique the essence of Geomcho is not the same.
He was able to make various changes to the sword blade because he had mastered the modern Bible sword for decades and fully understood its essence.
Even someone like you can imitate this kind of change…
-Chachchach!
‘Anit?’
Wei Meng Chen hurriedly turned his head to the side and flew backwards to avoid Mo Qingyun’s sword.
A drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead as he distanced himself.
The three inspections just now.
It was a mess.
Even if he were to change it he would have done it like Mok Gyeong-un did.
‘…under’
Why are there all these guys?
Even Byuncho which changes the way of looking at a sword was imitating it at almost the same level as himself.
Just having an innate talent wasn’t enough.
It was truly a monster.
-Gulp!
Wei Mengchen swallowed dry saliva probably nervous.
If he doesn’t kill him right now it will be a huge hindrance to the future path of his second Confucius Jang Neung-eok.
Even if it means risking my life I have to kill him.
It must be dealt with immediately before it grows further and reaches an untouchable level.
At least I still had the upper hand in attack power so I could do anything now…
-Shudder!
At that moment Wei Mengchen felt a shiver run down his spine.
Something ominous enveloped his senses a kind of ferocity.
Sensing this Wei Mengchen hurriedly raised his sword without even thinking about it.
however
-Chaenggang!
The bamboo sword surrounding the sword cavity was broken.
and
-Wow!
‘!!!!!!’
Something cold not to mention cold passed by his neck in an instant.
Wei Mengchen instinctively grabbed his own neck in a hurry.
‘What is this….’
The power of the single sword just now soared nearly three times.
The rapid increase in aerodynamic strength was absurd.
Could it be that he hasn’t done his best up until now?
Mok Gyeong-un whispered softly into the ear of the embarrassed man.
“Why did someone who couldn’t even see come out like that? “If he had just kept his mouth shut his neck would have been preserved for a long time.”
‘This… this guy…’
“Then sleep well.”
With those words Mu Qingyun placed his finger on Wei Mengchen’s forehead.
Wei Mengchen who felt this cried out inwardly as if screaming.
‘Stop it! please! please!’
however
-Tuk!
Wei Mengchen’s consciousness was cut off in an instant.
This was because Mo Qingyun pushed his forehead which Wei Mengchen was barely holding with his finger.
At the same time Wei Mengchen’s severed head fell helplessly to the floor and blood gushed out like a fountain from the cross section of his neck.
-Push!
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