Episode 1309. If the other person is you, you have to give in. (3)
“You bastard!”
“You did well to crawl all the way here!”
Those who were camped along the canyon immediately rushed toward Hyeyeon.
The atmosphere was quite different.
Those camped outside the canyon were equally as lethal, but the ones in front of them seemed much more refined and sharp.
Love love!
Two in front and two overhead.
Four people were rushing toward Hyeyeon at the same time.
In their hands were long polearms that appeared to be at least one piece long.
A spear is a more effective weapon than anything else in the world.
There is no weapon that can demonstrate more power than this when placed in the hands of unskilled people.
Of course, because it is long, there is a fatal problem that it is difficult to unfold the martial arts of upward mobility.
But not only here.
On a narrow road where there is no place to take refuge and you have to rush head-on, the power of that spear is several times greater.
Moreover, Hyeyeon is a warrior who cannot take advantage of the weapon’s length at all.
If this disadvantage is added, the situation becomes more serious.
It would be nice if he could freely use his power, which is like his organ, but he cannot unleash his power within this canyon.
If the gorge collapses due to a mistake, the Haenam disciples who follow will be caught up in the disaster.
His specialty is blocked and his compatibility with the enemy is horribly bad.
But even though she knew all of this, Hyeyeon’s heart did not waver one bit.
Coo!
Hyeyeon, who stepped on the advance guard, rushed in at once.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
After giving a short shout, he gently waved both hands towards the polearms flying from the front.
Kagagaga River!
The spear, which was filled with so much true energy that it could split steel, flew out the moment it touched Hyeyeon’s sleeve.
Even the spears that had stretched out like swords bent arbitrarily and missed Hyeyeon’s body in all directions.
Hyeyeon’s body moved along the gap created by the windows opening sideways, leaving behind a remnant.
Geumgangbudongbo (金剛不動步)!
It is one of the seventy-two ceremonial practices of Shaolin.
Shaolin’s martial arts is the foundation of the Jungwon.
How could he have acquired the title of the home of martial arts in the central plains simply through the strength of his internal strength and the power of his tension?
Recommended perception (拳掌指脚) and internal and external reporting (內外步迅).
The essence of martial arts that is practiced using the human body is contained in Shaolin’s martial arts.
The moment Hyeyeon moved like an illusion, the enemies quickly retrieved the spears they held out.
Rather than simply pulling, he pulled the spear back, almost as if he was throwing it back, and grabbed it just below the blade, not the hilt.
If you hold a long spear briefly, it becomes a short spear.
It was not a difficult idea, but it was one that those who were accustomed to the benefits of windows could not easily do.
Just seeing this immediate response showed how familiar they were with combat.
However, Hyeyeon’s ability far exceeded even their response.
The person who grabbed the spear just below the blade tried to lunge forward at once.
Hyeyeon must stop at this point in order to secure a distance for the deacon to attack.
But at that moment, Hyeyeon delved deeper into them.
To a distance where even throwing a punch would be impossible.
‘What?’
Hyeyeon immediately dug in so that her shoulders were touching and gave strength as if planting her feet on the ground.
The power from my toes went up my legs like a whirlwind, crossed my upper body, and soon reached my shoulders.
Hyeyeon struck the chest of the warrior in front of her with her shoulder.
Couuuuuuuuck!
Powerful spiral power.
The technique of striking with the shoulder with tremendous rotational force shattered the opponent’s game.
It’s like a chinaware that slipped from one’s hand.
The enemy couldn’t even scream and flew away.
Just by looking at the body spinning furiously in the air, you could see how great the rotational power Hyeyeon’s strike had.
“Tsk!”
“This guy!”
Taking advantage of the opportunity for their comrade to fall with a single blow, other warriors quickly hurled javelins.
But what blocked this was Hyeyeon’s strangely bent hand.
Kagak!
Another of the Seventy-Twelve types of martial arts, Yong Josu (龍爪手), as its name suggests, caught a javelin that flew like a dragon’s claw.
Hyeyeon’s hands, which grabbed three spears at once, stretched out as if with a moment of elasticity.
White intelligence emanated from the tips of those fingers in a straight line.
I love you so much!
The intelligence extended like a flash and pierced the bodies of the warriors.
“Aaaahhh!”
They had small holes in their bodies and were rolling around, bleeding.
Tanjishintong, the most famous of Shaolin’s techniques, demonstrated its power as its reputation suggests.
Through Hyeyeon’s hands.
“You damned bastard!”
The person behind him swore and swung his spear.
Then this time, Hyeyeon’s foot swung sideways without any preparation.
No, rather than being swung, it was a movement that should be described as ‘striking’.
The spear that touched his toe was cut cleanly as if it had been cut by a sharp sword.
“Balbalo…?”
The warrior was so shocked that he could not even think of retrieving the spear he had thrown.
Hyeyeon lowered her posture in front of the cut spear.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Hyeyeon’s palm briefly struck the end of the spear that had been cut straight.
It was a light movement, as if a child was reaching out.
But the results were anything but light.
Touuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!
The power of the Thousand Buddha Bell in Hyeyeon’s hand made the long pole ring like a bell.
“Cough!”
“Woo wweek!”
Those who were running with momentum all vomited blood.
The moment I felt the resonating sound, my insides suddenly collapsed.
The people in the back received this much of a shock, but even without seeing it in person, I could tell what it would be like for the person in front of me who had been hit directly.
He was twitching slightly, like a bell struck by a stick, and collapsed, blood spurting from the seven holes.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Hyeyeon stretched out her arms and slightly supported the body that fell forward.
And then carefully placed it on the ground.
Breathing slightly out of breath, I looked ahead and saw that the warriors of Sapa, who were tightly formed, were unable to attack easily and swallowed dry saliva.
It has to be that way.
Starting with Kwonbeop, followed by Jangbeop, Gobeop and Jobeop, Jibeop and Eumgong.
It seems as if all the martial arts in the world are flowing from Hyeyeon’s hands.
In order to fight, whether in a sparring match or in a life-or-death situation, you must predict your opponent’s attack.
However, the movement of interest is difficult to predict.
Because all martial arts that can be practiced without weapons are unfolding at his fingertips.
Shaolin, the home of martial arts in the Jungwon region.
Even though she turned her back on Shaolin, Hyeyeon is the one who perfectly inherited her martial arts skills.
At the tip of his fist, the purification of a thousand years of Shaolin martial arts is exerting its power without hesitation.
Those who faced the essence of deep uneducatedness felt a great sense of helplessness.
The depth before my eyes was so deep that it was like a lake whose bottom was never visible to the human eye.
Kuuk.
Hyeyeon quietly clenched her fists.
If it were in the past, would we have been able to fight like this?
It was probably impossible.
Knowing and doing are different.
No matter how much you learn and master it, making it your own is a different matter.
The same goes for illegality.
‘Knowing is not everything.’
Among those who study Buddhism, is there anyone who does not know what the words of the scriptures mean?
But even though everyone knows this, no one understands its meaning.
You can’t know anything by sitting inside a narrow Zen temple.
What Buddha wanted was to gain enlightenment for himself and thereby save all living beings.
If you do not know the life of the sentient being you are trying to save, you cannot realize anything.
We have to look at the bottom of the world in which those sentient beings live.
Before leaving Shaolin, he limited himself to simply knowing martial arts.
What allowed me to embody this was the grueling training and practical experiences that were difficult to handle.
He, who had been complacent with what he simply knew, was finally able to accept with his body the path he wanted to walk.
This is thanks to a desperately desperate mind and a reality that was difficult to deal with.
‘Shaolin.’
Hyeyeon wanted to shout.
Open that tightly closed door and come out into the world.
He said that he should throw off his yellow robe full of arrogance and return to his original life as a monk.
He is filled with the arrogance that no one but Shaolin can do anything that is done in the name of saving the world.
How can you not know this?
Even when they discuss Buddhism in an elegant way, blood flows in some corners of the world.
Another person dies while clutching his hungry stomach.
As they discuss greater meaning, their compassionate gaze only looks where the sun shines.
Therefore, this is definitely where he should be.
Even if Shaolin is not wrong, the same is true.
It is an undeniable fact that there is a world that Shaolin cannot illuminate.
The person who should look into that place would be Hyeyeon, who came there on her own feet.
“You won’t be told to back off. Amitabha Buddha.”
Hyeyeon sighed and closed her eyes.
The eyes that quickly opened again showed a firm will.
“If I do, just forgive me.”
bang!
Hyeyeon rushed forward.
Pushing away at the spear thrown out in a fit of rage, he twisted a path that did not exist and took a step further along that path.
A path that none of Shaolin’s disciples have ever walked.
This is a path that only those who are Shaolin’s disciples but refuse to be Shaolin’s disciples can walk.
It’s lonely, it’s painful, and it hurts with every step.
But the reason why Hyeyeon is able to take that path is simple.
“Where are you going, you bastards!”
Paaaaat!
A sharp sword flew from behind and struck away the spear blade that was flying toward his head.
Hyeyeon, who realized the situation with just her senses without having to raise her eyes, smiled slightly.
okay. He still feels uncomfortable with them.
Moreover, the path that Hyeyeon walks is a thorny path where no one can help her and she must walk on her own feet.
But they will always watch his back until he gets to where he wants to go.
It’s okay to not push your back. You can feel comfort just by walking together.
Because that’s what humans are like.
“Don’t show off, Jogeul Seal!”
“yes? Oh no…?”
Hyeyeon moved forward without even waiting for Jo Geol to speak.
I shouted something from behind Jogeol, but he just smiled.
‘I heard it’s uncomfortable.’
So it is more meaningful.
Because it’s easy for people who don’t have any inconveniences to move forward together.
Leaning on each other’s backs even when it’s uncomfortable.
Trying to stay together even in the face of all kinds of difficulties.
That would be a person.
“Ah-mi-ta-bul-! Come!”
Hyeyeon gave a loud shout and a fist was thrown out.
The blade of the spear grazed her cheek and blood spurted out, but Hyeyeon didn’t care and moved forward.
One step. Another step.
He or someone else just silently opens the path that must be opened through pain.
