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Ji-Oe the light swordsman thought it was absurd.
‘The sword isn’t everything in life?’
How could such a person reach a level that surpasses Gu Tianmu’s kendo sword play?
He couldn’t believe it.
There is a saying ‘100 days’ sword 100 days of spear’ and ‘100 days of sword’.
As such it is the most difficult of all sword weapons.
Even if you devote your whole life to the sword it is difficult to achieve even small achievements but reaching the peak was only possible if your head was filled with swords.
‘ha.’
Are you doing this on purpose?
Just to avoid confrontation with yourself.
Ji-e-eul was momentarily troubled by this.
There is a fruit right in front of you that is so delicious that you can’t even imagine just walking away.
It is impossible for a swordsman to retreat without eating this.
In the first place the essence of martial arts lies in the intention to fight.
‘The opponent is someone who has reached the level of swordplay that can accept everything I have. It may be rude but if I give up this opportunity a day like this will never come again.’
-Sigh!
In response Ji Oe slowly took his hand as a sword soldier.
It was that moment.
-Sureuk! Sreuk!
A sharp sword was touching the back of his hand as he was holding it and the snake-shaped head of the staff was aimed at his own neck.
The owner of the sword was Mara Hyeon of the mask and the snake staff was Gu Yang So the leader of the Eight Poisonous Masters.
Ouyang Xiao spoke to him in a low voice.
“My lord refused. Take your hands off me. “Except.”
Jieu’s eyes became sharp at his warning.
He had a feeling of hopelessness about the energy that could not be captured by feeling.
However both of these were unrivaled experts who had overcome barriers.
After scanning them both with his eyes at the same time Ji opened his mouth.
“…It really surprises me. You have the masters of Hwagyeong under your command. No they even subjugated Gu Zhuangzhu one of the six thousand people so isn’t that particularly surprising?”
Hearing his words Mok Kyung-un looked at him indifferently and said.
“Is that all you have to say?”
It was a congratulatory message.
Jieu couldn’t help but be disappointed with himself at Mok Gyeong-un’s indifference who didn’t show the slightest interest in him.
No matter how low he was he couldn’t give him even the slightest interest. It made him feel like the life he had lived solely for the sake of the sword was truly in vain.
“Please send it.”
At the words of Mok Gyeong-un waving his hand Gu Yang So the head of Paldok and Mara Hyeon of the mask simultaneously withdrew their swords.
“I understand your fighting spirit and desire to win as a warrior but leave with this. “Except.”
“you….”
Jieu frowned.
This man clearly has a young face but why does his way of speaking seem oddly old?
Ji O who had been staring intently at Ouyang Xiao turned his head.
And then he spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
“Are you sure you can’t give me a chance?”
“yes.”
“If you do that I guess there is no other way than to create opportunities for yourself.”
The words were almost over.
-Pot!
Jieui’s new model kicked off the floor and stretched towards Mokgyeongun.
“Where!”
-Papa papapak!
Ouyang Shao and Mara Xuan tried to stop him at the same time but at that moment his new form evaded them by sliding and reached right in front of them.
‘What law of renewal?’
‘Anit?’
The two masters’ eyes were amazed by Ji-eui’s strange method of reviving.
In particular when it comes to the Gyeongsinbeop even Mara Hyeon who prides himself on being faster than anyone else except for his lord Mok Gyeong-un and his teacher So Ye-rin was surprised.
Meanwhile a sharp sword attack from a remote area was rushing towards Mok Gyeong-un between his eyebrows.
however
-Paaaaaaa!
‘Huh?’
His sword was thrown by a huge force.
-Chrrrrrr!
Jieu who had been pushed back about five paces frowned and looked at the person who had pushed him away.
That person was none other than Jae-jeong Jeong an apostate monk of Shaolin.
‘Huh?’
The reason Ji et al. reacted this way was because his financial history exceeded his expectations.
He clearly seemed to be at the peak of his senses.
But even though it was just for a moment I felt infinite power.
It was as if he had drawn energy from the surroundings.
“I still wanted to compete so come on.”
“No way you…”
He couldn’t even finish his sentence.
Someone grabbed his shoulder and tried to push him forward.
He was Marahyeon.
-grasp!
In response Ji-eun raised his foot behind him and kicked Mara-hyeon’s head with his back foot along with pointing his shoulder forward in the direction that Mara-hyeon was pushing.
-puck!
Thanks to this Marahyun’s new model was pushed forward and almost fell.
In an instant Mara-hyeon’s eyes became sharp as he corrected the new model.
His body was very flexible for his age.
There were many unexpected accidents in his movements.
Maybe that’s why he actually wanted to stick with it properly.
-Park!
Mara Hyeon took the standard approach of retreating from the law.
Then Jieu widened the distance and said.
“You’re pretty good but you’re not the one I want to compete with.”
“If you really want to compete you just have to beat us all.”
“Huh.”
-Pot!
Mara-hyeon launched a storm-like exorcism toward Jieu who was sighing.
His continuous kicks created dozens of shadows and the speed was so fast that my eyes were dizzy.
-Chachachachachachachang!
Jieu pulled out his sword and blocked Marahyeon’s kick picking out Jinchoman.
Since Heo Cho was just a shadow anyway he was only focused on targeting Yohyeol.
But at that moment
-Tatak!
Marahyun’s new model was divided into three.
When the new type was suddenly divided Jioe quickly switched offense and defense.
Since all three clones had equal strength it was thought that defense alone would not be able to stop it.
Jiheo’s hands became faster and the trajectory created by his sword gradually increased.
-Cha-cha-cha-cha-chang!
The leg cavity of Marahyun’s foot collided with the sword cavity of the outside making a loud metallic sound and blue sparks flew out in all directions.
The floor of the auditorium split and the aftermath was felt everywhere.
-Papapapap!
Apostolic Monk Jae-jeong clicked his tongue with a dissatisfied expression flicking away the protruding pieces of stone with his hand.
“Damn it. “This Daengjung tried to compete but the damn Byeok-an bastard stole the player.”
I wanted to intervene right away but what fun would it be if the two of them attacked at the same time?
For now I had no choice but to watch.
Meanwhile Ji-oe seemed to have found an opening and opened the distance from Mara-hyeon by throwing a vicious sword strike.
-Chaaaaaang!
Mara-hyeon who successfully dodged Geomcho tries to catch up with him again.
-Pot!
At that time Jae-jae-jeong who was looking for an opportunity launched a new weapon and opened fire on Ji-oe.
He was Bokma Gonggwon (伏魔攻拳) his German literary term.
In an instant Jae-jae-jeong who had penetrated to the front of his chest unleashed the three-choice method of Bokma Gong-kwon (打聯擊攻) and launched the fist with the force of breaking Ji-e-eul’s sword.
-Cha-cha-cha-chang!
With the Jaejeongjeong’s force pushing so hard Jieu had no choice but to focus on defense.
He was trying to get used to Mara County’s offensive but it was difficult for him to immediately adapt to a completely different type of offensive.
Thanks to this Jieu’s new model had no choice but to continue to be pushed back.
“Hahaha! Good! Try blocking this too!”
Jae-jae-jeong who gained momentum also performed another first attempt at Bokma Gong-gong.
It was a seven-second type medium-pressure pounding fist.
He gathered his energy all at once and fired a single punch but the power was so strong that a wave was created and the body of the sword protected by the sword was bent.
‘What kind of merit?’
Ji-oe was dumbfounded but soon let go of the sword soldier and used a strange tactic.
This meant rotating his sword like a windmill.
-Faaaeaaaaang!
The sword rotated weakening the wave of power created by Jae-Jeong-Jeong.
At that moment Jieui opened his eyes to the wave.
The light that passed through the spinning sword flowed through Jae-jeong’s fist and threw his new form back.
-Paaaang! Chrrrrrr!
He was pushed back about four paces and Jae-jae-jeong used both feet to expel his internal organs which had been dug into by his fist.
– Quad deud deuk!
The floor cracked due to the internal fluid leaking from his feet.
White steam flowed from the mouth of Dongjaejeong who relieved his energy.
Even though his insides were tangled and he suffered internal injuries his fighting spirit must have increased even more and now the corners of his mouth were torn to the point where they reached both ears.
“Whoa.”
Jieu sighed.
Although he was also called Samgwang (三狂) he was only an apostate monk of Shaolin so he was thought to be the least incompetent of the three.
But it wasn’t like that at all.
‘He is not someone who can be defeated in one go.’
It seemed like at least dozens of herbivores would have to compete to win.
As he clicked his tongue his eyes turned to Mok Gyeong-un’s other subordinates who quietly surrounded him.
They were all formidable people.
He thought that if he could just shake them off he could compete with Mok Gyeong-un by a few moves but it seemed like that would be impossible.
‘Even my subordinates can’t do anything….’
If you compete with them you will eventually get tired and in the end you will not be able to touch even a single hair of Mo Gyeong-un.
In the end realizing that burning out his fighting spirit was useless he gathered his strength and raised his hands.
“what? Why is he raising both his hands?”
When Ji Oe showed such an attitude when the war spirit was rising for a while Jae Jae Jeong raised his voice.
Be that as it may Ji et al. raised his hands and clearly showed that he had no intention of fighting.
Then he spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
“I’m sorry. “He tried to be greedy and try to get even a little bit of a deal with you but even his subordinates couldn’t do anything about it.”
“hey. Put your hands down.”
“I have no intention of fighting anymore.”
“Shut up and put your hands down. You attacked the owner and you think we’ll just let you go? “You have to pay the price.”
“I agree with that.”
Mara-hyeon of Mask also agreed with Jae-jae-jeong’s opinion.
This was the same for other subordinates.
Ouyang Su also snorted and said.
“Surely my lord gave me a chance to step down. “This side also has respect as a subordinate and you should get paid for what you did.”
“….”
Surrounded by them Jieux eventually had to put down his hands.
It was natural for them to come out like this because he had clearly committed a discourtesy.
‘There’s nothing I can do.’
Since it was something he brought on himself fighting with them was inevitable.
It was just as I was about to take a nosedive.
“From what I heard he was in Geogok for 20 years trying to defeat the old Zhou.”
Jieu responded with a light breath to the voice of Mok Gyeong-un.
“…exactly.”
“Then what were you going to do if you competed with me and lost?”
Ji et al. paused for a moment at this question and then answered as if his face were covered in blood.
“The purpose of my life was to defeat Gu Zhou who transformed me with a sword. However the purpose has changed since you subjugated the former Zhou.”
“Have I become that target?”
“exactly.”
“Do you think you can win?”
“Not yet.”
“Then what do you plan to do?”
“I planned to follow you until I defeated you.”
As soon as he finished speaking Jae-jae-jeong snorted and shouted.
“It’s not that I’m crazy about swords it’s just that I have no shame. “I’ve never seen a guy who is more inactive than this guy.”
To such criticism of Jae-jae-jeong Ji-e-e-eul responded casually.
“I don’t mind swearing. “As long as I don’t go beyond the scope of my decision to dedicate my life to the sword I plan to devote myself solely to the sword.”
“So tied to the sword…”
-Sigh!
As soon as Mo Kyung-yun raised his hand Jae-jin-jeong immediately closed his mouth.
When he closed his mouth Mok Kyung-un sighed and smiled.
“It’s fun to be shameless.”
“….”
“But I get a lot of compensation for it.”
“cost?”
“Like your old master I don’t feed and take care of those who try to defeat me for free.”
“…Then what do you want?”
Jieu asked with a slightly anxious look in his eyes.
Mok Kyung-un responded casually.
“In return for competing I will receive a year of yours.”
“A year? no way….”
“Your loyalty.”
‘!?’
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