Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 391

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< Episode 103: King Pabu (1) >

King Pabu (罷斧王) Ho Tae-gang.

He is a member of the Five Kings a high-ranking official of the Heaven and Earth Association and is the highest martial artist who has received the title of Eight Saints.

In the war against the Jeongjeong Meng in Shaanxi Province he single-handedly destroyed the joint efforts of the leaders of the Hwasan faction and the Jongnam faction and chopped them all into pieces gaining fame and notoriety.

He did not stop there but went beyond the wall and beheaded Jahamaegeom Cheongwisu a known leader of the Hwasan faction of the previous generation in about 40 seconds earning the title of Palseong.

He possessed such wild inaction that everyone who dealt with him said that it felt like they were dealing with wild beasts rather than humans.

-Gooooooo!

He is so tall that he looks like he should have two heads taller than an average adult man.

Muscles thick enough to tear his shoulders apart because his arm sleeves don’t fit.

He was truly a man with the aura of an animal.

The head of Amjong Hwan Ya-seon could not help but feel puzzled by the appearance of Hotae River which was approaching with a very intimidating look.

‘Why King Pabu?’

I didn’t know what brought him here.

However seeing as he was leading his armed men starting with the huge ax he was carrying on his shoulder it seemed that his intentions were not gentle at all.

The female warrior who came hurriedly pointed at him and said

“You knocked down all the gatekeepers of Bo Bonjong and came in recklessly…”

“You’re so ruthless… He’s famous for being aggressive but the fact that he came looking for cancer at this time…”

The gaze of Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan naturally turned to Mo Gyeong-un.

It seemed that his return was the cause.

‘It can’t be the name of the Lord…. Then why?’

Hwan Ya-seon couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Recently King Pabu lost his son and had a conflict with King Seomyeongdo.

The reason was that Wu Tiger the great disciple of King Myeongdo was the most likely culprit in killing his son.

However I don’t know why but I thought he couldn’t properly vent his anger and only took one of Woohorang’s fingers.

I don’t know why this kind of father-in-law came here but he couldn’t make things bigger.

and

‘You can’t show this.’

In the back garden dozens of warriors with cancer had collapsed.

hereto

“Please wait. “I will go first.”

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!

Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan hurriedly ran beyond the pavilion and bowed to King Ho Tae-gang.

“How have you been? Ho old man. “Is that why you came to Amjong’s Manor?”

“Cancer. “It’s been a while.”

“Yes thank you for remembering. But…”

“It’s not like you have anything to do. “I have no choice but to make one thing clear.”

“yes? “What is that?”

-Sigh!

King Ho Taekang nodded and pointed to someone who looked small beyond the pavilion.

The target was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

It was as expected but Hwan Ya-sun lost his pretense and spoke softly.

“May I ask how you are looking for my disciple?”

“I don’t think you will have any major regrets since you are the hostage of a political faction. I’m sorry but give him up. “If you do that he will quietly withdraw.”

At his blunt request Hwan Ya-seon head of the Amjong clan frowned.

I knew he wasn’t the type to talk back but he was very direct.

In response Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan spoke without showing off as much as possible.

“Elder Ho… I am sorry but regardless of whether he is a pawn of the political faction or not that child is my precious student. No matter how old you may be how can you ask the head of a sect to give up a disciple like this? “This can be replaced by saying I’m sorry…”

“Whoa.”

It was before he finished speaking.

King Ho Taekang let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

-Gooooooo!

Eventually energy flowed out of Ho Tae-gang’s eyes as they closed and opened accompanied by an intense glow.

Not only did he climb over the wall but as a top fighter who received the title of Eight Stars when he let out his energy the wind blew around him in his wake.

“Then I won’t say I’m sorry. “They will take you by force.”

“…Are you really going to come out here?”

“I warn you in advance. If you don’t want to get hurt it’s better not to come forward. And please understand that I cannot explain everything to you right now.”

-Pot!

As soon as those words were finished Hu Taegang’s fist stretched out like lightning.

It was so fast that Hwan Ya-seon tried to avoid it with his unique technique but

-Papak!

‘Anit?’

-puck! bang!

As I closed the distance between him and him in an instant I hit him in the chest and ended up crashing into his wall.

Blood poured out of Hwan Ya-seon’s throat as the punch was powerful enough to shatter a wall.

‘It’s a lie.’

It was so powerful that one could not help but admire it.

Even though he suffered some degree of shock due to the pneumatic grafting he suffered internal injuries.

Among the five kings it was Hotaegang who was said to be of a different class.

As a top prisoner with the title of Eight Stars he has only received one punch but his legs are shaking.

-Gurgling!

King Ho Tae-gang spoke in a warning tone to Hwan-ya-seon who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t go any further. “You only have to leave things in his hands once.”

“Phew… Phew… Why are you targeting my student? “There won’t be any contact with the elders…”

Ho Taegang approached him and spoke in a whispering voice.

“It’s for my son who is wandering the nine heavens. “I have nothing more to say than this.”

“Elder…”

Hwan Ya-seon caught her breath and immediately straightened her posture.

Then King Pabu Ho Taegang shook his head and said to him

“When I went to visit King Myeongdo I had no choice because Lady Wi So-yeon intervened on the way but now it’s different. “If I go any further I won’t be able to finish it properly.”

“Elder… I can’t back down either.”

“No matter what I say it will be of no use. Any further warnings would be meaningless right?”

-closely!

Vice King Ho Taegang immediately grasped the handle of the huge ax that was slung over his shoulder.

He was the one who decided that it should not be done in moderation.

He had to look right this time if he was going to fool a guy who couldn’t be fooled with just one finger.

It seemed like he would have to inflict some injury on Amjongju.

‘I will definitely repay this debt.’

-Paang!

King Ho Taekang of Pabu swung his ax towards Amjongju.

He was a man of such strength that he could easily swing a huge ax with one hand.

however

-Waaaah!

The man who was swinging the ax soon stopped.

That was because someone appeared in front of Amjongju and blocked the path of the axe.

That someone is

“…You are a boy named Mok Gyeong-un.”

Ho Tae-gang stuck his tongue out at Mi-hyeong’s face which was beyond his tall figure.

Although I had heard that her appearance was unusual she definitely had a more beautiful face than most women.

But what surprised him more than anything was Mok Gyeong-un’s boldness.

If he had stopped the ax a little later the head of Mok Gyeong-un who got caught in the middle of it would have been split in half.

‘Look at this guy?’

When Ho Tae-gang looked into Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes a strange look appeared in his eyes.

As expected the ax stopped right in front of his eyes and his eyes did not waver at all.

He was a man who was beyond courageous and bold.

“… Aside from being a pawn from a political faction you are a talent that many executives including King Myeongdo would covet.”

“Are you King Pabu?”

‘you?’

At Mok Gyeong-un’s question King Ho Tae-gang raised an eyebrow.

I thought he had quite the guts to get involved in an adult fight but when I saw him looking directly at me and calling me by name I was appalled by his arrogance.

Ho Taekang twitched his lips and then opened his mouth.

“Thank goodness.”

“What?”

“Even though it was just for show I was reluctant to do it but now I think it’s a little better.”

“It’s for show….”

“Let’s just leave with one arm.”

-Sigh!

With those words Ho Taegang raised his ax upward.

-Chaaaaaaaa!

Then with great force he slashed it towards Mok Gyeong-un’s shoulder.

It wasn’t just an arm it was threatening to split the body itself in two.

however

-Pakak!

‘!?’

Ho Tae-gang’s expression hardened as he wielded the axe.

Naturally this was because the blade of his ax which was thought to have cut off Mok Gyeong-un’s right arm was caught in Mok Gyeong-un’s bare hand.

‘this guy?’

Although he considered him a child and adjusted his strength to an appropriate level there were not many people within the Heaven and Earth Association who could hold the ax he was swinging with their bare hands.

Ho Taekang’s eyes became sharper.

The energy he exuded was so extreme that he was at most considered one of the five great heroes of the later era.

But it didn’t seem to be the case.

“you….”

“Have you heard anything from Ho Jong-hyuk?”

“what?”

“iced coffee. “If I had known it would be like this I would have told you to talk about it to some extent.”

“…What are you talking about now?”

Mok Kyung-un smiled and answered his question.

“I should have told you to at least tell me that your son is attending me.”

At those words King Ho Taekang’s face became horribly distorted.

Although he himself did not care much about who would become his successor he respected his son’s decision to follow Jang Neung-ak Hoeju’s second disciple.

But who serves whom?

Why is this guy talking nonsense like this?

-Gooooooo!

Hutaegang’s anger was soaring that his entire body was so powerful that it stung his skin and spread out in all directions.

He was the one who tried to show off in moderation.

But not anymore.

He could never forgive anyone for daring to make fun of him with his dead son.

Father King Ho Taegang spoke without hiding his seething anger even spilling his murderous spirit.

“It was just for show so it could have ended with just one arm but you foolishly risked your own life. “You brought all of this on yourself…”

“Do you mean to show off the Archduke Na Yuryang?”

Ho Taekang frowned at those words.

What the hell is this guy?

Even my teacher the Lord of Amjong Hwan Ya-seon had only fragmentary information and could not accurately understand his true intentions. How did he know that?

I was puzzled but Mok Kyung-un said casually.

“How about supporting your son’s legacy instead of being swayed by the Grand Duke’s tricks?”

Your son’s maintenance?

This guy is crazy because he wants to die.

King Ho Tae-gang who was angry to the end could not hold back any longer and pointed an ax filled with strong energy towards Mok-gyeong-un…

-puck!

“Keuok!”

Before he could swing a fist landed in his abdomen.

Ho Tae-gang’s eyes grew so big that they felt like they were going to pop out from the force which felt like his strong abdominal muscles which didn’t even seem to make a scratch even when struck with a hammer were put to shame.

No matter how angry I was that his eyes rolled back I didn’t even notice his hand moving.

Mok Gyeong-un spoke to him in a low voice.

“iced coffee. “I made a mistake.”

“….”

“I was bored waiting for the ax to come so I stretched out my fist without realizing it.”

“…You…this guy….”

“You look like you’re in a lot of pain. Are you going to continue?”

-Wow!

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

-Paaaaaaaa!

Soon King Ho Taekang swung his ax with a spirit that was almost like a scream.

-Sigh!

Mok Kyung-un tilted his head and narrowly avoided it.

‘Hoo.’

His patience was amazing as he endured the pain.

Perhaps completely overcoming his pain Pabuwang Ho Taegang swung his ax violently as if he had gained momentum.

It was like a rough tsunami in a turbulent wave.

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chach!

“Hahahaha!”

When Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan saw this he could not help but feel nervous.

I know that Mok Kyung-un’s becoming stronger is the incarnation that the Church has been waiting for but King Pabu Ho Tae-gang did not receive the title of Eight Saints for nothing.

He was a monster who roared like a beast and annihilated countless enemies even when he was seriously injured on the battlefield.

No matter how much of a blow he received once he gained momentum he had the ability to turn it around in an instant.

-puck!

At that moment Hotaegang’s chin which was swinging the ax roughly rose upward and he staggered behind him.

‘Anit!?’

Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes widened.

I couldn’t even see Mo Kyung-yun moving his hands but his head was lifted up.

“What is it?”

“Why old man?”

Ho Taegang’s subordinates who were watching this in silence also could not hide their bewilderment at this scene.

Naturally they thought that Hu Taijiang would unilaterally beat up Mo Qingyun who was just a late Jisoo.

But the exact opposite was happening.

‘What on earth is this?’

What was perplexing was the same for the person involved Ho Tae-gang.

I couldn’t stop my head from tilting back due to the shock that occurred in his jaw which was protected by self-defense equipment and thick muscles held up like armor.

‘This can’t be right….’

How can this happen?

He was confident that no one could compete with him except for the person who received the title of Eight Saints like him and Hoeju from the Cheonjihoe.

But how could this kid who didn’t even sign the contract…

-Wow!

Ho Taegang gritted his teeth and gave strength to his neck which was bent backwards.

no.

I don’t know what’s going on but this guy in front of me wasn’t someone who could be dismissed as a late index.

He must be dealt with as a strong enemy…

“Maybe it’s because I’m tall but it’s hard to look up.”

“what?”

-puck! thud!

At that moment his shins were broken and his knees were forced down.

As his fingers dug into the shoulder of his right arm which was kneeling like that Ho Tae-gang must have felt paralyzed and he dropped the huge ax he was holding.

At the same time Mo Kyung-un grabbed his neck.

-closely!

“Oops!”

Ho Tae-gang who was held up to his neck in front of his subordinates could not bear his shame and raised a force in his left hand and tried to cut off Mok Gyeong-un’s right arm.

But before his left hand could reach him he was caught by Mok Gyeong-un.

-Wood!

“Turn it off.”

It just collapsed.

It even bent to the other side causing his elbow bone to stick out.

He couldn’t scream because his neck was being held but he was in so much pain that his whole body was red with blood oozing out.

‘…under!’

Looking at this scene Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes filled with joy.

It was difficult to determine exactly how strong Mu Qingyun had reached so I was curious about its strength but it was beyond imagination.

He can’t believe he overpowers a superhuman who has received the title of Eight Stars like this.

< Episode 103: King Pabu (1) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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