Episode 409 A gift from the Sword Demon.
The reason why that mean merchant is challenging his eldest brother is because he heard from the religious leader that his true spirit has been damaged.
Because winning is winning.
I couldn’t be optimistic that the eldest brother would win. This is because the eldest brother’s true energy is in the process of recovery, and it is highly likely that the above Jwasa’s internal strength was similar to that of the eldest brother to begin with, or is slightly superior now. He is the greatest king of the Demonic Cult. How many good things must he have eaten?
Nevertheless, the eldest brother dared to ask the above chieftain:
“Would it be okay if I didn’t have weapons?”
The chieftain above nodded his head.
“Anyway, an ordinary long sword won’t be able to withstand the Light Sword. Let’s get started. “The apostate Geomma, the former Master of the Left, will recover.”
“Hmm, that’s childish.”
Suddenly, my eldest brother looked at me blankly. As I made eye contact with my eldest brother, I communicated my meaning through sign language.
‘Tell the eldest brother to make more noise.’
Did you understand my sign language?
The eldest brother said to the senior officer above.
“I heard your minions have been traveling all over the world collecting elixirs, right?”
“….”
“The strength you have accumulated by collecting elixirs like a rat will be higher than mine, but I will let you know that strength is not everything.”
I raised my thumb towards my eldest brother.
‘it was good.’
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother looked at me, tapped his temple with his finger, and spoke to me with his mouth.
‘Look carefully.’
What do you mean to look carefully at? I couldn’t tell right now.
Anyway, my eldest brother was now my disciple. As Mo Yongbaek and the eldest brother’s speech became more and more harsh, I felt proud.
First of all, I feel like I have become the leader of a clan that fights with its tongue.
If I were to be mistreated by Yoran in the future, I would feel a little sad, so I thought I should be more careful about my words and actions in front of Yoran.
The eldest brother and the above master soon clashed, but strangely, the eldest brother did not draw the light sword.
Can you defeat Wei Jwasa with your sword in its sheath?
Since my eldest brother is not stupid, I just watched.
Rather, the eldest brother actively used the chair, so the tension often clashed.
Even those of us who are watching can feel the aftereffects of the tension.
At first, a lukewarm wind blew, but at some point a cold wind blew in.
‘It looks like January is January.’
Even though it was a preliminary battle, the above master poured out tension containing the energy of yin and yang.
I was wondering how they killed Haenam Salseong.
There was no unnecessary movement in the movements of the person sitting above. Perhaps because he had been training in the field for a long time, the balance between attack and defense was appropriate, and his lower body movements were firm and quick, so there were no obvious gaps.
Let’s watch a little more.
Certainly, the funeral method of the above master had a merchant-like aspect.
The scope of my thoughts was confined to the area of ‘I will not take any losses.’ Although he was thorough, he did not gamble, and although he was on the shady side, he could not be considered to have reached a state of mystery.
‘It would be difficult to beat the eldest brother with tricks.’
However, just as my eldest brother and I expected, his internal skills were very deep.
The eldest brother clearly seemed to lack strength, but it was difficult to tell by looking at him whether he was deliberately pretending to be weak or actually being pushed back.
As the skirmish ended and a battle of changed atmosphere continued….
The moment the left master grabbed the sword of light with his left hand, the eldest brother pulled out the sword. However, when the sword was pulled out halfway, the master above flicked his wrist, put his sword back, and continued the attack.
Next, the above-mentioned master’s fingers pointed to the eldest brother’s face, chest, and stomach area in succession. The eldest brother briefly changed the direction of his sword three times to block the attacks pouring in at almost the same time.
Faba Park!
Then, the upper master threw a huge force, and the body of the eldest brother, who had been catching it with his left hand, was pushed away while floating in the air.
Although it is possible that the eldest brother cheated.
In the first place, it didn’t look like the left master had done his best.
The person above opened his mouth in a more relaxed tone.
“…Shouldn’t we pull it out now? “I heard there is a season called the Demon Sword and Soul Battlefield.”
“It was used against elders in the past. Somehow it seems less dangerous than before. “I’ll use it when I feel like I’m about to die, so don’t worry.”
In short, it made me laugh because it meant that you would never die.
The gentleman above laughed heartily.
“Is that so? “I’ll see you soon.”
I was slightly appalled by the tone of voice that the above speaker had just spoken. This is because the tone and tone of speech were slightly different. This will be the original voice. It was as if the tension from fighting was relieved and my natural voice came out.
So, in reality, he is a more heinous person.
While the two men were fighting, Saekma, who was watching, seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and watched while tossing and turning in his posture. The expression on his face is full of disapproval. It was inevitable that the eldest brother was not using the sword wind, sword technique, and sword power at all.
It’s like a plum blossom liquor fighting.
Wei Jwasa, who was extremely cautious, was carefully observing the eldest brother’s condition and gradually increasing his
strength… As a result, the eldest brother was noticeably pushed further away every time he hit the tension.
Strength is relative.
It wasn’t that the eldest brother’s inner strength was shallow, but that of the person above him seemed to be unusually deep.
However, the sword was not drawn in the end.
Everyone could tell that the eldest brother was waging psychological warfare… but
no one could tell what kind of psychological warfare it was.
So, strangely enough, this fight
was also a battle of patience between a merchant with quite deep resistance and a swordsman who had once been seriously injured.
Strangely, I watched my eldest brother’s movements in detail, feeling more at ease than before. Looking at it with this mindset, I saw that the eldest brother was dealing with the master above with almost basic deception.
The eldest brother’s movements overlapped with the eldest brother’s movements of cleaning his sword on the bench, getting up and swinging it, challenging Lim So-baek, losing, and then cleaning his sword again.
It was surprising that the eldest brother suddenly seemed like a calm swordsman produced by a prestigious sect.
I was fighting well in my own way, but the reason I felt like I was holding on was different.
Still lost in the internal competition.
Yet, there was not a single trace of anxiety or fear on his face…
The eldest brother seemed like a person who was able to endure well in order to overcome the given environment.
I heard the voice of the gentleman above.
“…This won’t be the end, right?”
How on earth is the fight going? The left speaker above probably thought he had won, so he started talking a little more. It attacked as if it were trapping the eldest brother in tension, and then opened its mouth again.
“Just like you said earlier.”
“….”
“If you are defeated, hand the sword over to your disciple.”
“….”
“You beat up your student too.”
“….”
“I guess I should get the sword.”
Since the above left master was almost pushing the inner attack, the eldest brother’s sword often wandered without a way to go, and then quickly regained its original position. The eldest brother, who was pushed away every time their palms collided in the middle, sometimes responded by mixing herbs and hitting the upper master’s hand with his sword.
The chieftain above laughed.
“Your stubbornness is amazing.”
The above master also used split swords as a long method. A palm made of tension floated in the air, and Ilmajo threw out the moon ring and toyed with his eldest brother as if attacking. You could tell that the inner strength was deep just by looking at the shape of the tension, but the red tension and blue tension were sometimes mixed together.
Thanks to this, the eldest brother, like a diligent worker, offset the tension by splitting, splitting, and sometimes stabbing. Each time, his appearance became more ferocious, as if he was devoted to opening up.
The above master’s methods were becoming more and more complicated in the eyes of those watching…
The eldest brother’s field of vision was covered with multiple tensions, as if a high street priest was playing tricks on children.
Suddenly, the above-mentioned Master also became less talkative.
The eldest brother was so tight-lipped that it was natural for the person teasing him to feel a chill down his spine at this point.
The location of the two people fighting repeatedly moved away and then closer.
For the first time since being put on the defensive, the eldest brother opened his mouth and warned:
“…I will draw my sword.”
“Sure.”
However, the attack of the left master became more intense. Now, it has progressed to interfering with the eldest brother’s movements and impeding his sword strike, as if there is no reason to make him draw his sword.
I couldn’t help but sigh.
‘amazing. That guy too…’
Suddenly, it occurred to me that the reason my eldest brother was fighting so frustratingly was because he had also heard about the above season of the left temple. Since he was the left envoy, he would have sufficient information about his subordinates.
The upper body of the man above suddenly twisted like a giant snake, and eventually the tension hit the eldest brother’s left shoulder.
Pow!
As the eldest brother’s body twisted and stretched out in the air…
Wei Jwasa, who chased after taking a step forward, once more poured out his tension on the eldest brother floating in the air. The eldest brother, caught by the tension in the air, flew horizontally and disappeared, destroying an intact wall.
Kwaaaaang!
Now only the upper left temple was visible to us.
The eldest brother’s voice came from outside the wall as the above monk, who was facing the wall, suddenly stopped and raised both hands up.
“…Demon Sword Soul Battlefield.”
Finally, the sword of light stuck to the floor.
Sigh!
When it comes to a decisive battle, I have to stick my sword on the floor like I would stick a dagger on a table. In a hurry, the left temple above overlapped the double pole, and surprisingly, it made a violent collision sound that echoed throughout the plum hall.
For a moment, I narrowed my eyes.
“uh?”
Is it really January? Is it the season of the above left temple?
I was embarrassed too.
At the moment when the tension of blue and red light was mixed in the double field, a black beam of light came out at an incredible speed from outside the wall.
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
Perhaps because the eldest brother had deliberately moved more slowly than when he was fighting, it was a sword technique and a sword technique that seemed extremely fast in comparison.
The eldest brother’s season was just about to be completed when the eldest brother’s season fell into the hands of the above priest.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The above left monk would have no choice because his torso would be pierced if he withdrew his hands. Also, since the range of the swords overlapped dozens of long swords, it would have been difficult to avoid.
This time, the body of the above master was pushed away at an incredible speed. It twisted and spun in the air and fell to the ground, rolling around for a while.
The game is decided in a split second like this?
In fact, the closer the skills were, the more decisions were made in a split second, so it wasn’t a strange sight.
The eldest brother, who appeared late from the wall, said with a grin.
“…Did you know it was the Demon Sword and Soul Battleground? “You wait for my season as if it were a bargain.”
How many times did they read each other’s numbers?
Sure enough, my sensitive ears heard the sound of the light sword hitting the ground.
This is the first trick fake Demon Sword Soul Battlefield.
The above priest saw the scene with his own eyes and quickly prepared for the feast.
Since the distance was quite long, he probably decided that it was enough.
I think he was thinking of blowing his eldest brother away along with the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield. This means that the characteristics of the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield were already known.
However, if I want to make a sun-moon spring, I also need time to combine the two seasons.
Would it be any different if it were the one on the left above?
Basically, it would have taken time to combine the powerful tension with Sun and Moon, but it seems like the eldest brother was just waiting for that moment.
So the merchant and the swordsman knew each other’s seasons.
So, as soon as the eldest brother pulled out the sword of light that had been stuck on the floor, he struck the sword with his foot. I guessed that the ground was holding the sword sheath and that the sword had been laid down before being drawn.
The second trick is that they chose the earliest season rather than the Demon Sword and Soul Battleground.
Suddenly, I was filled with admiration.
“no way…?”
Probably not.
This is a response method that my eldest brother came up with while thinking about how to respond when I opened the Sun and Moon Light Spring.
Otherwise there would be no reason for goosebumps to appear on my forearms right now.
In short, this is a countermeasure designed for me.
The eldest brother looked at me and asked.
“…Did you see it well, Third?”
This was a gift from my eldest brother to me. It seems that from the beginning, they had expected the season of the above left temple and endured it by meeting it countless times. With a heart of this level, it was not a waste to be given the nickname Geomma.
I gave my eldest brother a thumbs up because I received the gift well.
“…If it had been that method, eldest brother, my thumb would have been blown off.”
Of course, I don’t use sun and moon spring in such an obvious way.
I thoroughly fooled myself through psychological warfare and used it to secure the time to combine the Sun and Moon Light Spring. So, the above monk probably had little experience using his season in real life.
This is why experience is important.
As the eldest brother said, strength is not everything.
Only then did we look at the master above, who had not risen from the floor for a long time.
“….”
The gentleman above looked like a merchant who had been defrauded in an important transaction.
Kang Ho-in’s fight is essentially like this.
The game ends when one side is deceived.
Only then did we realize that one of the above-mentioned master’s hands had been completely blown away, and that the above-mentioned master was holding the severed wrist with his left hand to stop the bleeding.
Now that I think about it, my eldest brother’s season was the season he used to block the aftermath of my Sun and Moon Light Spring.
The name was probably Geogeukui (劍極意).
At this time, Mo Yongbaek quietly stood up and spoke as if reporting to the religious leader.
“Master.”
“But why?”
“Can I temporarily treat the arm of the person above? “Because it has been amputated, there are limits to stopping the bleeding like that.”
Only then did the leader turn his head and look at Mo Yongbaek.
“The reason is?”
Mo Yongbaek pursed his lips and then said.
“…Can I be honest with you?”
“You have to be honest.”
“I think that only if I act as a lawmaker fairly can I be able to save the people I originally knew.”
“Did you come here with that in mind? At Moon-joo’s request?”
“Actually, I followed my heart and came here on my own.”
At Mo Yongbaek’s words, the leader smiled slightly and nodded while saying.
“Treat.”
“Yes, leader.”
While the audience was quiet, Mo Yong-baek approached the above sitter. Even though the eldest brother won by a landslide, the atmosphere was so heavy that we could not applaud even once.
So, I started clapping slowly.
Clap…clap…clap…clap!
Since there was no referee, I declared the eldest brother’s victory.
“Thank you for your hard work for the victory of our former apostate eldest brother.”
Are you not laughing because the atmosphere is heavy or are you not laughing because my jokes are not funny?
Does not matter.
The eldest brother would have won.
