< Episode 110: One World (2) >
“I’m sorry my lord. Sokha’s skills are not up to the level of the author.”
‘Master?’
King Son Yun’s eyes widened.
Did you just say lord?
He couldn’t believe his ears for a moment.
Although he fought against monster-like enemies to the point where he had to work together he was an unrivaled expert with the sword who was so crazy about it that he was called a wild swordsman.
‘… That can’t be happening.’
Although most martial arts people are said to be crazy about martial arts they are a new breed compared to Ji et al.
Ji-Oe is a person who spent nearly half of his life as a sikgaek in Geogok to defeat Gu Cheon-mu the leader of Yeonggeom Mountain one of the peaks of the current martial arts world called Yuk-cheon or now Chil-cheon.
Would it make sense for someone who would sacrifice his life to break someone’s sword to fall under someone’s wing?
I’m doing it
-Park!
Mok Gyeong-un said as he pulled out the magic sword that was stuck on the floor.
“Sword Demon.”
A strange look appeared in the eyes of Geomma (劍魔) who was polite to Mok Gyeong-un’s call.
It’s the way he calls himself and the atmosphere has changed quite a bit.
Mok Gyeong-un was someone who spoke respectfully to everyone whether they meant it or not but now he was giving off the air of a great general.
‘…After destroying the Heaven and Earth Association he said he was about to be subjugated but he is clearly trying to take the path of reigning.’
There was nothing bad.
In name and color he is the lord of this area.
If possible it was better for him to go up to a place that no one could easily reach.
Jieu answered by putting his hands together.
“Yes my lord.”
“Save that woman over there.”
The place where Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes reach.
There fainting as if dead was Wei So-yeon the youngest disciple of the Cheonjihoeju.
Geomma Ji and others slightly bowed their heads and answered.
“I follow your orders.”
It was the moment when he was about to take that step.
“for a moment!”
King Myeongdo Son Yun hurriedly shouted and tried to stop him.
At this Geomma Jieu looked at him with puzzled eyes.
Then with an unconvinced expression on his face Son Yun looked alternately at Gi Ok-ryeon and Geomma Ji-e the female servants of Yangamgokju Gihae who were hitting their buttocks on the floor and said
“Ha…ha… Where are the other support troops?”
Ki Ok-ryeon answered his question as if she was embarrassed.
“The support troops…”
After her father died right before her eyes she was immediately sent away by Geommaji and could not do anything other than think about bringing her Mok Kyungyun.
Moreover when she went to the plaza of her main building it was even more chaotic than this place.
“King Myeongdo. “There is no capacity to call in reinforcements…”
“I’m saying that now…cough cluck….”
Because he suffered a serious injury that penetrated his abdomen Son Yun was unable to maintain his new form properly.
-thud!
He eventually got down on one knee and looked at Jieu and said.
“Rescuing the young lady is important but if we can’t deal with that monster everything will be in vain.”
Ji et al shrugged her shoulders and said.
“Look. “You seem to be misunderstanding something. Do you think there are more reinforcements than this?”
“Ha…what are you talking about now?”
Son Yun the King of Myeongdo must have been frustrated and became irritated even in the midst of pain.
The fact that Mok Gyeong-un became stronger at a rapid rate was confirmed through Sihyeolgok Jong-gwan-sik and I even heard about it through his disciples.
However the huge man in front of me Kang Yeom was literally a monster.
To be honest it seemed impossible to subdue him one-on-one without Hoeju one of the Seven Heavens stepping forward.
But do you think that just tree tillage will be of great help?
Myeongdo King Son Yun said to Ki Ok-ryeon.
“Go back and ask for backup. And Mokgyeong-un you should combine the author with Ji-Oe-Gong. “I will soon…Ugh….”
Son Yun stumbled while trying to get up.
The wound was further opened and bleeding profusely due to strong inflammation.
It was right then.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mok Gyeong-un drew blood from his acupuncture points and pressed on his hemostasis points.
At the same time Mo Qingyun pulled out Kang Yeom’s rough sword that was stuck in his abdomen.
-Poof!
“Turn it off!”
Son Yun the King of Myeongdo could not hide his embarrassment for a moment.
Unable to heal his wounds he has no way to stop the bleeding if he suddenly pulls out his sword.
“Off…you!”
Is this guy trying to kill himself?
Mok Gyeong-un placed his palm on his injured area and made a hand sign with his other hand.
Then
-Chiiiiii!
The area of his wound became hot.
“Turn it off!”
Son Yun could easily endure a fair amount of pain but this must have been unbearable and he twisted his body and let out a sour voice as he held on to Mok Gyeong-un’s shoulder.
But then Mok Gyeong-un pushed him away.
-Park!
Son Yun stumbled and fell awkwardly to the floor.
Mok Kyung-un looked down at him with dry eyes and spoke casually.
“Thanks to you I was able to come here so I’ll spare your life.”
“what?”
Son Yun who was sitting on the floor looked at his abdomen.
It seemed like the wound had been burned by a heat-like energy but it was such a simple wound…
“this?”
Son Yun’s eyes widened.
As expected the wound had healed before I knew it.
What on earth did you do?
As I was amazed at the strange phenomenon I saw Geomma Ji-e-e-e-e-e-ul laughing and then throwing a new weapon at the masked people guarding Wi So-yeon.
“Other than Ji….”
How can we not disperse his power?
It was then.
Mok Kyung-un stepped toward the floor.
-bang!
At that moment the floor cracked waves spread through the air and soon about 80% of the twenty masked men surrounding them clutched their chests and vomited blood.
“Kwaek!”
“Oops!”
The masked people who were suffering and coughing up blood fell to the floor.
Seeing this scene King Son Yun’s pupils shook.
For a moment something passed through his mind.
[Heavenly Demon Lord Limbo (天魔君臨步)?]
[It is said that they called it that because they destroyed the 108 Arhats of Shaolin in one step.]
[Ilbo…]
It was an anecdote that was hard to believe even after hearing it.
Although he was suffering from illness he remembered the heyday of Hoeju.
Can even such a Huaiju really take down the Hundred Eight Arhats who are said to be one of the greatest forces of Shaolin with just one step?
No no matter how much I thought about it it was impossible.
However I couldn’t help but be surprised when I saw the masters who had reached the peak of inaction fall down in one go clutching their chests.
“you….”
It was right then.
-Sureuk!
Mo Kyung-un’s new form in front of him became blurred and disappeared.
I wondered where he had disappeared to but before I knew it Mok Gyeong-un had come right in front of Kang Yeom who had opened his mouth behind him.
It was a monster that did not move more than two or three steps despite all their combined efforts.
however
-Wow!
The moment Mok Gyeong-un swung the magic sword Akjeu Kang Yeom moved his large body and performed the Gyeongsinbeop trying to widen the distance behind him.
How can a monster of that size avoid it by simply swinging a sword?
It was a moment of puzzlement.
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chach!
The air split in the direction where Mok Kyung-un swung his sword and soon the wall and the remains of the building behind split into a straight line.
The sword continued to split to the point where it was unclear how far it reached.
Ki Ok-ryeon Yangamgokju Gihae’s wife was also gaping at this sight.
[That person will become stronger.]
[It is still exceeding the level of Five Tigers which can be said to be the highest peak of the late-stage index of the meeting. How much stronger will it become if it becomes stronger than this?]
[well. I can’t figure it out.]
[Is it that much?]
[that’s right. So these days I think about this.]
[What is that?]
[…I feel like that person is a vessel that no one but me can embrace.]
[You’re not including the Lord of the Association are you?]
[I apologize to Master but to be honest… that’s right.]
Even back then I was like ‘Wow really?’ Although she tried to please her a part of her thought that even though she had defeated Brother Wu whom she liked she was nothing more than a hostage to her political faction and that her life would soon be lost to the ever-increasing number of enemies. It was her.
But the moment she saw this scene she could not keep her mouth shut.
Her father Yangam Gokju Gihae and the light swordsman Ji-myeongdo king Son Yun are monsters who could not even take more than a few steps even if the great master-level warriors joined forces.
Overwhelm such a monster?
How strong do you have to be to go crazy?
-Wow!
‘this guy….’
Kang Yeom’s expression as he was dodging Mok Gyeong-un’s sword did not look good.
It seemed like he was swinging lightly but in his eyes he could see that the power of Mok Gyeong-un’s sword was enough to cut down even a small mountain.
That’s why for the first time in a while he was properly practicing the Gyeongsin method and dodging the sword.
What on earth is this guy?
Clearly according to his words he said that the only one who could compete with him in this world was the Lord of the Heaven and Earth Association who inherited his blood in the flesh.
But what is this strength?
Is this a variable that even he didn’t expect?
-Pot!
-Wow!
At that moment a sharp look of anticipation passed through his cheek.
The skin on my cheek cracked and instead of red blood sticky blue blood flowed out.
Seeing this Mo Qingyun’s eyes narrowed.
“…You’re not human after all.”
Even King Son Yun who was looking at this scene in surprise frowned.
It was so strong that I thought it could even overcome the wall but I never thought of it as an alien being.
But what on earth is blue blood?
-Sigh!
First World Gangyeom wiped the blue blood flowing down his cheek with his sleeve.
Then his wounds disappeared before he knew it.
“Whew. “You’re making such a fuss when you’ve barely scratched yourself.”
“Are you making a fuss?”
“Still it’s pretty good. He thought he could avoid it. After all human potential is beyond imagination.”
“Have you decided not to pretend to wear a scarf anymore?”
“I was never called a human from the beginning. “I just fought at my level.”
-closely!
These words of Kang Yeom strengthened the hand that King Myeongdo Son Yun was holding.
I was aware that he was wasting his time and wasting his time but when he said that out of his own mouth I couldn’t help but feel ashamed as a military officer.
But what was even more surprising was Mok Gyeong-un’s inaction.
He was the one who brought the guy directly to Cheonjihoe.
However at that time it was no exaggeration to say that he had barely learned martial arts.
‘…Is that guy really a monster?’
Nevertheless in just half a year it has reached a point where it is completely ridiculous.
It was an unprecedented event in the history of martial arts.
At that time Mok Gyeong-un aimed the tip of his sword at Kang Yeom who was standing at a distance and spoke.
“It’s like that grizzled woman. He uses magical powers and treats them like inner strength. “Did you learn it from the Three Eyes?”
‘!?’
At those words Kang Yeom showed a change in expression for the first time.
‘What is this guy?’
Clearly the grey-white woman he was talking about was from the same First World Spring and Autumn and the three eyes were clearly the third wooden tablet.
Knowing this means that his small plan is progressing as planned but how could a guy with such inaction be here…
“Better not wait.”
“what?”
“iced coffee. “I guess you haven’t received the owner’s instructions yet?”
“What are you saying now…”
“but. “He abandoned the body he had occupied and tried to commit suicide but would he have had time to order his remaining subordinates to run away?”
-Gooooooooo!
As soon as Mo Gyeong-un finished speaking a tremendous amount of murderous intent erupted from Kang Yeom’s body along with heat.
Everyone around me looked at me in shock as the energy was on a completely different level than before.
Either way Kang Yeom glared at Mok Gyeong-un menacingly and said.
“It’s you. “You were the guy Mokgan was talking about.”
-Wow! Wow!
Kang Yeom’s shoulder muscles bulge and sharp scale-like things begin to sprout from his skin…
-Wow!
“Oops!”
-Sureuk! widely!
At that time a black line appeared and the divine form of Mokgyeongun appeared behind him in a blur stopped and put the magic sword Akjeu stained with black energy into the scabbard on his waist.
-Good!
Mok Gyeong-un only turned his head and snorted and said to Kang-yeom who was staggering around with a hole in the middle of his chest.
“You sure didn’t want me to wait right?”
< Episode 110: One World (2) > end
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