Episode 268 Tungso was not taken away.
As soon as I clashed my sword with the warrior, I heard a subtle sound coming from my arm.
This was an apology to my arm, an apology to Black and White, and a not-so-apology to Mo Yong-Baek.
Of course, it was the sound of the sewn area bursting in an instant. In order to hold the sword properly, such wounds are inevitable.
When I took charge of the guest role, each person’s opponent was decided in no time.
The man with the straight sword faced the sword demon, and the one wielding the whip fought the color demon. So, out of the original ten, the three of us had to deal with the strongest opponent.
In the end, Cha Seong-tae also runs towards the injured person while yelling something incomprehensible.
Even Mo Yong-baek scoffed next to Cha Seong-tae. I was shocked to see that even the doctor was fighting, but the long swordsman of the guest kept me busy, so I didn’t have time to look around.
Anyway, you can’t stop ugly guys when they get angry.
I struck the long sword away and made eye contact with the flying guest.
“Hey, you’re calm in the midst of this.”
The guest said nothing.
“….”
When I competed in person, Bigaek’s long sword felt longer and his sword technique was unique. It could be said to be an independent movement that does not belong to any sect.
The retrieval after stabbing was fast, and the radius of the cutting motion was absurdly wide. The non-guest often performed a herbal move that matched the rotation of the body, and even released tension at the appropriate moment.
I tried exchanging tension by hitting my palms together. There was a lot of counter-resilience to guard against internal competition.
He was a pretty good swordsman with stable sword skills and strength.
If you think about it, it seems like this expert, Bigaek, was still alive during the Gwangma era in his previous life.
During the fight, I heard the devil’s laughter.
Considering that there was no sound of the whip flying, I thought they were holding the whip and injecting ice balls.
While I was engrossed in random thoughts while observing the situation of the war, the assassin’s sword narrowly passed near my shoulder.
‘Let’s focus…’
The guest, who had widened the distance to avoid the chairperson’s surprise attack, suddenly kicked the ground and turned around to perform a light attack.
“uh?”
Only then did I realize why Bigaek survived for so long. He was a guy who could run away without any hesitation, leaving his colleagues behind. Perhaps even the guests could see that the situation was unfavorable.
Even though they were running, the long jangsam worn by the guests did not flutter too loudly.
It seemed like weight had been added inside the jangsam.
While I was chasing the guest while spreading my bell, I deliberately put away my wooden sword.
Just when it seemed like there wasn’t much urgency in the guest’s movements, a long sword suddenly appeared from his armpit and his sword energy exploded.
Aaaaeaaaeak!
It was a surprise attack, so I hovered in the air to avoid the sword, and the flying guest turned around and swung his long sword twice at me. Two lines of sword energy that seemed impossible to avoid rushed into a line of light in the shape of 㐅.
I unfolded the sun and moon curtain in the air faster than ever before. Strangely enough, when something touches the curtain, I don’t feel any rebound, so there are times when even I get upset.
Even as the two beams of light are transmitted to the passenger, my whole body is closing the distance from the passenger.
Only then, with a surprised expression on his face, did he break his own sword energy with his long sword, then immediately twisted his sword and swung it again.
I took out the flash dagger with my right hand and held the wooden sword in reverse with my left hand and pulled it out.
He blocked the guest’s long sword with a wooden sword drawn back and stabbed the guest in the chest with a flashing dagger.
As soon as the metallic sound erupted twice…
I clashed my sword with the flying guest five or six times, sparks flying, as if nothing had happened. It looked like it was wearing sturdy armor, so I wasn’t really surprised. So, he was a martial arts fighter who was excellent at light attack, wore full armor, knew how to run away, and was able to make a surprise attack while running away.
So, wouldn’t it be strange if poison came out?
I launched two weapons in the air and then exchanged them for a wooden sword and a flash dagger and caught them.
Use the wooden sword as the main sword and the flash dagger as the secondary sword.
I made eye contact with the guest again, but his expression was still calm.
‘This is no ordinary guy.’
If he were an ordinary guy, there would be no way he would have become a warrior. I dealt with the guest with all the pride that had developed deep in my heart due to my past actions completely erased.
Although the chase was short, the sound of the thong was becoming increasingly faint.
You weren’t lured, right?
There’s probably no helper nearby, right?
After calming down and swinging the sword, Bigaek suddenly swung his wide jangsam.
Wow!
Since I was already anticipating the change starting from Jangsan, I stepped back and poured out a sword wind, and something exploded in the air and a thick green mist spread out.
He stopped breathing and swung his sword to chase away Nokmu, only to find a black Jangsam in the place where the guest had been.
“…and.”
While holding my breath, I holstered my wooden sword and flash dagger and then stepped forward.
Kwaaaaang!
The air in the area was filled with dust, swirled around with absorbent energy, and then blown away to a small distance.
Jang-sam, who was shaking, stayed in place, but there were no footsteps, breathing, or rustling of clothes around him.
‘How can this be?’
This is because it was an environment in which it was impossible to suddenly disappear unless it hid in a tree or went underground.
‘Is it martial arts beyond the new world?’
The sound of the flute stopped for a moment. Either my ears are wrong or the fight is over.
I kept holding my breath. I had no intention of moving. I just waited for the guest who suddenly disappeared to make a breathing noise somewhere, move, or attack me in some way.
There is only one thing I am sure of.
Near.
I sat down, took out the flash dagger, and stuck it on the ground. It was almost time to take a breath, but I just held on.
Is this a hallucination or have I already been poisoned?
As I listened closely, I could faintly hear the sound of a flute from far away. I grabbed the flash dagger and then injected it with the cold energy of Wolyeong Martial Art, which had entered the state of Manwol. In an instant, the area around the flashing dagger froze and the cold slowly spread.
“….”
Instead of injecting excessively, the ice ball was injected slowly while holding one’s breath. Now I’m so out of breath that I can’t even last long enough to drink three or four sips of tea.
For a moment, I felt like a tree was popping out of the tree on my right, and as soon as I did, I grabbed the glowing thing with my right hand.
The sword was so fast that it reached the neck and was caught with the hand infused with the ice ball.
Only then did I turn my head and look at the guest’s face.
The moment the sword slipped out, I felt like my hand would be cut off, so I threw out an ice ball.
The guest’s long sword is frozen white.
The guest’s hand, which was about to let go of the sword, froze.
Pure white cold advanced and covered the passenger’s face and upper body.
This was the maximum amount of Wolyeong Martial Arts released in an instant, so I felt dizzy.
I didn’t know what kind of counterattack would come, so as soon as I let go of the guest’s sword, I cut off his neck with my foot and then put my sword back. The head of the flyer, which was up in the air, fell to the ground with a thud, but did not even roll due to the weight of the ice ball.
“check.”
Only then did I pull out the flash dagger and check the upper body with the dagger. The state of wearing something like a dragon ring underneath. However, it was not a weapon that anyone could dare use. This is because it felt like the martial arts of Sapa that was tangled with the skin. I frowned because it was a protective gear that had a pretty terrible shape.
“Whose disciple is this bastard? “It’s bloody.”
I pushed the headless body into the grass and returned while hearing the sound of a drum.
* * *
The man playing the flute is still playing the flute.
With the corpse lying around, Geomma sat in front of the man playing the flute and listened to the music.
The satanic demon, Cha Seong-tae, Mo Yong-baek, his fellow co-worker, and even the demonic demon sit nearby and listen to music.
If so, it means that both the man who used the whip and the man who used the jigsaw are dead.
I looked at this strange sight and then sat down with them and surrounded the man playing the flute.
When the 15 major military marches were over, the Sword Demon nodded.
“…I heard you well.”
The man playing the flute answered.
“yes.”
Sword Demon said.
“There is a monk here who speaks of mercy, but it is not enough to save you. “Except for monks, we are people who do not have deep compassion.”
“yes.”
The Sword Demon asked the Tongso man.
“What do you think you will regret most before you die? “I’ll understand even if you answer slowly.”
When told to answer slowly, the Tungso man realized that he would soon be killed by the Sword Demon.
The atmosphere of the Sword Demon was so serious that even Dongsu Sasuk could not come forward.
We looked at the man who was about to die.
The Tungso man closed his eyes tightly and shed tears. He then held his face with both hands and answered with a red complexion.
“Play more music…”
The man was speechless and couldn’t continue.
Finally, fellow student Sasuk opened her mouth.
“…If you save me, I will take you back to school. I will do it whether this person wants it or not. I think my martial arts skills are better, so you can trust me. “I already don’t have the strength to fight, and my heart is full of regret, so killing is not the solution.”
Geomma said to Dongsu.
“I have no intention of bargaining with people’s lives. But you should also listen to Moon-ju’s story. “Moonju knows their entire post-war process.”
I continued speaking and asked the Tongso man.
“Playing what? “What do you mean?”
The Tungso man answered with a mesmerized expression.
“This is what would happen if I learned more.”
I don’t know what he was thinking for a moment, but the Tongso man stretched out his right hand and put it in his eye. I reflexively opened my hand and pulled my hand out. The Tungso man who had been hit in the face by his own arm looked at me with a bewildered expression, his nose bleeding pouring out.
I looked at my sister-in-law, Sasuk.
“Are you going to come back bald?”
“yes.”
“What if this person changes his mind and runs away after following you?”
Sasuk looked at me.
“I’ll think of it as my karma.”
“What are you going to do if you stab me while you’re sleeping?”
“I have also learned martial arts, so I will advise you day and night and be on guard.”
I looked at the Tongso man.
“Are you going to follow the monk?”
The Tongso man nodded.
“I will do it if you save me.”
I looked into the Tungso man’s eyes and answered.
“Then I won’t take Tongso away.”
I lightly threw a flash dagger at my fellow inmate Sasuk.
“…Go ahead.”
Dong-su asked back with a surprised expression.
“yes?”
“Shave your head.”
“Oh yeah.”
The dongsu came up holding the flashing dagger and started cutting off the Tungso man’s hair.
I said while looking at it.
“be careful. Sharp.”
At that moment, Dongsu was startled and a trickle of blood flowed from the top of the Tungso man’s head.
Dong-su said in a very surprised tone.
“sorry.”
The Tungso man answered with a calm expression.
“it’s okay.”
After a while, the Tongso man became bald with a little blood bleeding from his head. As I watched all this, I couldn’t help but sigh.
“It’s not easy to kill, and it’s not easy to save.”
Dong-su answered.
“Still, thank you for saving my life. Lord Moon.”
“Why are you so thankful if it’s not even your life?”
My sister-in-law answered while removing a strand of hair from the top of the bald man’s head.
“But I have to survive like this so I can play the flute more. You can play the pipa, eat rice, and repent of your sins. Next time, I will come to Ilyanghyeon with this person and listen to the tungso again. You will probably be able to listen to Gwangneung Jisik’s 10-faced ambush, household name, 15 major military marches, and other music that are much better to listen to than now. “The level of performance has definitely increased.”
At this time, the newly bald man fell to the ground and sobbed, probably because his heart was broken by Sa-suk’s words.
I looked at the sobbing Tungso man and said,
“Bald crying.”
“….”
I sighed as everyone seemed to be avoiding my gaze. When I suddenly checked my right arm, I saw that blood was flowing from where the stitches had burst.
I couldn’t help but look at Mo Yongbai.
Mo Yongbaek came over and patted me on the back.
“You just need to sew it again. Well, it’s not like my arm was cut off. “Good job.”
This is neither a compliment nor a sarcasm…
In any case, Mo Yongbai’s mind seemed to have become more mature, so while he was accepting it positively, the Tongso man’s sobs continued. After getting a feel for the atmosphere, I spoke to the Tongso man in a low voice.
“Noisy.”
When I thought about it again, in the end, Dong-su saved someone’s life. We are who we are, but Sa-suk was really not that stubborn.
