Chapter 434: The flower obtained from the volcano.
As he had done before, the color demon grabbed the wooden stick with his left hand while avoiding Kang Mok-cheon’s attack.
Kang Mok-cheon, who remembered that the tension had been boiling before, suddenly gave a speech.
This is a counterattack that Saekma accurately predicted.
“…!”
Saekma let go of the wooden baton and slid to the right and struck Kang Mok-cheon with a single strike on the shoulder.
puck!
Kang Mok-cheon took three or four steps back with a startled expression. At the same time, Lim Sobaek, who was watching Bimu, half-uttered an exclamation with his eyes wide open.
“uh?”
The technique just now was one that not even Lin Xiaobai in the world could immediately understand.
Even though the two of us watched it clearly, we did not understand the mysterious nature of the funeral, so we needed to review it for a moment.
‘Is it possible to mix footwork with ice balls?’
How should I express this?
I felt like I was witnessing a historic moment when a new martial artist appeared in the world of martial arts.
The trajectory of the movement while slipping completely broke the stereotypes of walking techniques that strong players think of. It looked as if it had been struck by moving in a curved direction on a curved icy road.
Even Kang Mok-cheon, who was hit, was surprised.
The warriors of the Murim Alliance who were watching were also surprised.
As soon as Saekma’s Baekhwajangbeop (白華掌法) appeared in the world after Hwasan Nongeom, it was completed into a martial art worthy of being called a piece of power.
Kang Mok-cheon, who was so surprised that he felt chills inside, continued to fight back with such force. To the eyes of those watching, it looked as if a small gust of wind had been wrapped around Kang Mok-cheon’s wooden pole.
As he did before, Saekma began to dodge the wooden stick again.
Only then did Lim So-baek realize what kind of mindset Meng Lang was approaching.
‘You’re practicing your newly learned walking technique.’
Kang Mok-cheon, who suddenly hit the floor with his left foot and threw down the wooden baton, clenched his teeth. As the chill spreading through my body exploded with an expression of discomfort, the hem of the clothes that tied my body fluttered in all directions.
Lim So-baek raised his hand to stop the dance, but looked at Kang Mo-cheon’s expression for a moment.
‘If I stop here, you’ll feel even more unfair. This too is an experience.’
It was a self-evident fact that if left like this, Kang Mok-cheon would be beaten even more by Meng Lang, but it seemed better for both of them to continue fighting, so Lim So-baek put down his hand.
Kang Mok-cheon will experience defeat.
Mong Lang would get the experience of putting his newly learned martial arts skills into practice.
So Lim So-baek believes that the greatest advantage of Baekdo’s dance is that both the victorious and the defeated have something to gain. In any case, it’s not a fight to kill each other.
Lim So-baek was watching…
Surprisingly, Meng Lang did not overuse the newly learned footwork.
Why does a man who was scandalized by his lack of self-control in front of women show such self-control when fighting?
Now, I was avoiding the wooden stick again using only my usual movements. So, even avoiding it like that seemed like a training process that would give strength to the strange step method invented by Mongrang.
Lim Sobaek watched and nodded.
‘This is the right direction.’
Although I thought he was a different type of genius than Hao Wen-ju, I also thought that his past behavior of exposing women was flawed.
In Lin Su-baek’s opinion…
Before discussing Hao Wen-ju’s skills, his strangely twisted personality is already an incomprehensible being. Due to his unique mania, he is not suitable for the position of a leader who has to take care of many people. However, when the world of the time was in turmoil, it was thought that there was no leader more suitable than Hao Wenju. So, no matter what kind of war came, he was a versatile commander who could put an end to the war by mobilizing all his force and resourcefulness, as well as his unique and eccentric temperament.
But these are not difficult times.
The turbulent times have already come to an end. Of course, it cannot be said that it was a completely peaceful time, but this level of chaos was the Murim Alliance’s responsibility to endure.
That’s why I thought of Mongrang as one of the next best candidates.
I was in the process of confirming that Mong Lang was also a genius when it came to martial arts.
Lim Sobaek crossed his arms.
‘This is why you survived that hell.’
The Sword Demon Yukhe teacher, Hao Munju Menglang, was a target of the Black Island Demonic Cult at different times. However, they were also powerful people who survived by annihilating most of the enemies that came without the full support of the Murim Alliance.
From the perspective of Lim So-baek, who was watching them, it was natural to unconditionally invite one of the four to the leader’s non-military battle.
‘The depth of experience is so stark.’
Mong Lang was now playing psychological warfare as if he would completely avoid the wooden stick and then deliver the final blow again.
A threat like, “Prepare for another attack like the one that hit you earlier…” was subtly revealed in his movements.
Let’s play psychological warfare like this.
Kang Mok-cheon’s movements have noticeably shifted to defensive. This is because it was impossible to predict when and where strange news would arrive.
This time, Mongrang blatantly grabbed the wooden stick roughly and pulled it with strength and inner energy.
Kang Mok-cheon, who had let go of the wooden baton first, attacked Meng Lang with enormous force in his double pole as if he was determined to win the game. In Lim So-baek’s eyes, the figure looked like a person jumping into a trap.
Mont Lang’s response was concise.
He floated a pure white flower from his palm and sent it towards Kang Mo-cheon’s eyes, and at the same time, he moved with a sliding step to avoid the double attack. Kang Mok-cheon’s double sword was recovered without its target….
Mongrang’s sword smoothly hit the right chest of Kang Mok-cheon, who was quickly removing the cold from his eyes.
puck!
It was a counterattack that flowed like water.
When Kang Mok-cheon staggered and retreated, then charged again as if he was about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, Meng Lang retreated with a calm expression.
After confirming that the fight was over, Lim So-baek scolded Kang Mok-cheon.
“Take care of your breathing first. “The dance is over.”
Kang Mok-cheon, who had only been running three or four steps, collapsed and took a deep breath with his hands on the ground.
“…Huh.”
Saekma, who had gauged the level of Kang Mok-cheon’s internal strength and self-defense skills through the previous attack, injected a level of internal strength that Kang Mok-cheon would have difficulty withstanding this time.
Kang Mok-cheon’s face turned pale due to the late chill.
Lim So-baek screamed.
“Kangmokcheon! Are you planning on getting an internal injury in one round of bimu? “Breathe.”
Only then did Kang Mok-cheon quickly sit cross-legged and close his eyes. Lim So-baek, who was looking at Kang Mo-cheon’s face, stretched out his hand, tilted it downward, and spoke in a calm tone.
“Let’s sit down.”
Lim So-baek sat down first, and the members sat around him. Saekma, who expected that he would have something to say, also came and sat down.
While Kang Mok-cheon was recovering from the cold tension that had entered his body.
Lin Xiaobaek opened his mouth to Meng Lang in a low tone.
“I enjoyed it.”
“yes.”
“This meeting was a bit of a loss for you.”
“Why is that so?”
Lim So-baek pointed to Kang Mok-cheon with his chin.
“A man who is that weak is not natural. That’s because your methods were so unpredictable. So, if you continue to dance like this, Kang Mok-cheon will also get used to your methods. It will become increasingly difficult for you to deal with Kang Mok-cheon. “It means that it was a fight where you lost money in that respect.”
“yes.”
“If I had met an enemy in Gangho, I would have just killed him in this fight. “Dead men do not speak, so your methods will not be known.”
The demon nodded.
“That’s right.”
If it had been an enemy, of course it would have been beaten to death or frozen to death a moment ago.
Lin Xiaobai looked around at the members and then looked at Meng Lang again.
“I don’t know if you guys understand what I’m saying.”
“….”
“Suffering losses like this is generally the feeling of the masters.”
Gongsun Yue asked a question.
“Is that true in the sense that it taught you a lesson?”
“That’s right. Masters teach most of their martial arts techniques and psychological tactics to their students. There will come a time when a disciple learns it and surpasses his master. However, some ugly guys have become strong thanks to their teachers, but they look down on the teacher who taught them everything or treat them as weak. “Looking at your expressions, it looks like you’re thinking something like that could possibly happen.”
“yes.”
“Isn’t this something that often happens in the Dark Island or the Magic Island?”
The devil answered.
“Yes, of course.”
Lim So-baek pointed at the color horse with his finger.
“Don’t forget the feelings of your masters.”
“All right.”
“The people who continue this loss-making business are the masters. Some ugly guys think that when they fail to surpass their master even though their master taught them everything, it might be because their master didn’t teach them better martial arts. They are the ones to be excommunicated. Mongrang, you too.”
“Yes, Lord Maeng.”
“I hope you become a good master in the future. What I mean is that even though you participate in non-armed warfare, I don’t care if you become the leader or not. Anyway, even if you are outside, you and Hao Wen-ju will help Meng.”
“Of course we should help.”
“That’s why it’s important to me that you become stronger. It doesn’t really matter whether you become a leader or not. If you are reborn as a good master, it will not matter whether you are in the Meng or not. I invited you to gain that experience. “It’s not just you, it’s the same for everyone else.”
“understand.”
Lim Sobaek smiled slightly.
“What did Geomma say when you said you were invited to a military conference?”
The demon made a troubled expression and scratched his forehead with his fingers.
“So that’s…”
“Why?”
“You said something nice, but it’s a bit awkward to say it with my own mouth.”
“If you say that, it makes me even more curious. Anyway, it will be the same even if the Sword Demon hears it later, so say it with your own mouth.”
The demon spoke as if muttering nonsense.
“So, you said that since you’ve already done lechery, the only thing left to do is become a hero. As I said before, it was a really cool thing to say at the time, but now that I’m saying it, it’s definitely strange.”
After speaking, Saekma looked at the expressions of Lim Sobaek and the members of the Murim Alliance one by one.
“hmm.”
Lim So-baek seemed to hold back his laughter for a moment, but eventually burst out laughing, and the other members were struggling to hold back their laughter as small waves of wind entered their faces.
Saekma couldn’t help but look at the youngest Jangsan.
“Whoa…jang unmanned.”
“Yes, Confucius.”
“If you’re going to smile, just smile. What kind of expression is that?”
“sorry.”
In the end, Jang San also laughed. Lim So-baek, who laughed for a while, said to Meng Lang.
“I’m a lecher, so I should become a hero. That’s correct. Considering his skills, it might seem a bit strange that he didn’t invite the Sword Demon, but as I said before, the Sword Demon is already a good master. “You probably know better than me that Sword Demon is a great master.”
The demon nodded.
“I know very well.”
“So there was no reason for me to invite. Now do you understand what this non-radio means?”
“Yes, Lord Maeng.”
Suddenly, Lin Xiaobai began to crave General Military Gongsunyue.
“Total military.”
“Yes, Lord Maeng.”
“When you hold back laughter, your nostrils get slightly bigger. Not being able to read facial expressions is also a military competency. “Don’t neglect your equanimity training.”
“I understand…but the leader also laughed.”
“I am the leader.”
“Oh yeah.”
Lin Xiaobaek looked at Meng Wen.
“Jiri and San, you too must become good masters in the future.”
“Yes, Lord Maeng.”
“When you are promoted and the number of subordinates you have to take on increases, all of those subordinates will become your students. Looking back, my superiors and later even the leader of the squadron were all my masters. I learned a lot. Thanks to that, I am a leader. by the way.”
Lim So-baek looked at Meng Lang.
“The footwork and jangbeop were impressive. “Did you invent it?”
The devil answered in a calm tone.
“no.”
“then?”
“At Huashan, we were watching the swordsmanship practiced by Hao Wen-ju while he was teaching Maehwajangju. It was a sword technique that was developed to give enlightenment to Maehwajangju, and I was also deeply moved by it. “It is a derivative martial art that I changed by adding more depth to the original ice ball and footwork that I learned.”
“I see.”
“The awakening comes suddenly, but it wouldn’t have come if it weren’t for Master Geomma’s teachings before that. Also, I learned ice ball from my mother before that, so I was able to build a foundation in advance. There are many masters like this who made me stronger. It was named the white makeup method. “This is a flower I obtained from a volcano while trying with my brothers to survive.”
Lim Sobaek nodded and said.
“Thank you. You survived well.”
I wondered if there would ever be a day in my life when Saekma was praised by the Murim Lord, but surprisingly, that day was today.
It was also the moment when flowers from the volcano were in full bloom.
