A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 158



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158.

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‘Is that… … in the middle?’

A strange-looking man was entering the stage. In fact, Guyu didn’t know much about Buddhism. He wasn’t originally interested in religion, and most of the places he was active in were Muslim.

But the moment I saw him, I could tell that he was abnormal.

“Nice to meet you, sir.”

A merciful smile, golden lyrics. And a head without a single hair. And a gilded spear and prayer beads!

“Put aside all your vain desires and enter nirvana now. The karma you have created in this life, I will take it all with me. Hehehe.”

He is the second-ranking member of the Maga Chilgak and a monk who broke his precepts and came to Ye from Shaolin.

It was Geumchangakbul Pungjisan.

But, he tells us to give up greed while rolling the golden prayer beads. There is no contradiction. However, his spirit was not as light as he said.

‘I don’t see any gaps.’

Guyu’s Manan was excellent at disrupting the opponent’s attacks and finding weak points.

However, even though Geumchangakbul was standing still with his spear on the floor and only rolling his prayer beads, there was no sign of any weakness.

That means he’s an expert.

“What difference would it make if you looked at it that way? Since we are both busy, why don’t you just come in?”

It’s true that a sly hand is unlucky, but stalling for time will only spread the poison more.

The urgent matter is this way.

Phew!

The goblin leapt forward, kicking the ground.

Then, Geumchang Akbul spun his spear around, grabbed it in both hands, and stabbed indiscriminately in all directions as if he was taking over all directions.

It was so fast that it looked like a dozen spears were striking at the same time in Guyu’s bay.

In addition, the windows were given rotational power, creating an optical illusion as if each window was being blown away by the wind.

Chuck! Eventually, Gu-yu gave up on entering and stopped just an inch before the spear touched his body.

At this, Geumchang Akbul narrowed his eyes and burst into laughter.

“Haha, you are very lucky. If you had just taken one more step, you would have entered nirvana.”

It’s not luck, it’s skill. But he was right when he said I would have entered nirvana.

‘Fast, strong, and accurate.’

Although he had a lot to say, his skills were clear. And what he was aiming for was simple.

“Time is running out, my lord. Why don’t you come in quickly?”

Trying to buy time by hitting the drain.

And this is precisely the reason why Doksumagung chose Donggwijin.

A master of the Central Plains would be able to control the poisonous energy with a bet, but unfortunately, Guyu was an outsider in that area.

And it seemed like the opposing camp had already noticed this.

‘As expected, you can’t control your bets properly. Your energy is so strong that I thought it couldn’t be true. Have you not even mastered the mind method properly? Hehe.’

Geumchang Akbul swallowed a laugh inwardly.

If we just waste time like this, victory is as good as guaranteed.

Beads of sweat formed on Guyu’s forehead, and his complexion gradually became pale.

Pfft!

Guyu rushes in again. This time, he pretends to come from the front while turning to the side.

One is meaningless.

Papapapapapat!

Once again, the stabbing of the Golden Flame continued without pause.

No matter how hard you try to break through, there is no way around it.

Unlike the Magachilgaeks so far, Geumchangakbul Pungjisan is someone who focuses only on defense.

This was his unique martial art, the Immovable King’s Hundred and Eight Spears.

“You look tired, sir.”

“after…….”

For Gu-yu, who was pressed for time, it was like meeting the worst opponent. For the first time, he even thought that he might lose.

“It certainly won’t be easy.”

“Haha, now you admit it. Your lord is amazing. I never imagined that you would defeat four of the Magachilgaek by yourself. I will definitely admit that you are an exceptionally strong person. So I will give my lord a chance.”

“opportunity?”

“Just turn around and go down to the stage. Then you won’t die.”

Geumchang Akbul snickered and slammed the tail of his spear against the ground again. Mysin, who was watching from behind, shouted at him to kill him immediately, asking what he was doing.

One, the Golden Window Buddha is immovable.

In the first place, it was Milesung who followed orders, not Mysin. Also, no matter how evil and mean he was, he thought that sending a strong person like this was not an unjust example.

But.

Jeobuk. Guyu walked away as if he had given up on himself. At this, Geumchang Akbul narrowed his eyes, and Jeobuk again. He took a step closer.

“Don’t be so stubborn. You can’t surpass my 108 spears of the Buddha. And sometimes, when you’re facing an insurmountable wall, it’s a good idea to take a break and turn around. Now is that time.”

“… … Maybe so.”

Guyu nodded. He felt his feet and shoulders getting heavier. The poison had spread considerably in his body. Furthermore, his right shoulder, where the arrow had been lodged, was numb.

one.

Jeobuk. Guyu took another step without hesitation.

‘What are your intentions?’

I couldn’t understand the Golden Buddha at all.

I opened the way for him, even prepared to be held accountable. But now he is trying to get in.

“You’re crazy.”

The distance between us is about five steps.

Now, if he took just one more step, he would be within striking distance. Was he planning to suddenly leap forward? Or was he planning to throw a secret weapon from his arms?

Anything.

The moment I came into range, it was a given that holes would be blown out of my window.

Whatever plan you had, it has already failed.

But.

“Have you ever stepped back?”

“That… …what do you mean?”

“I don’t have any.”

“What?”

“Because I never gave permission.”

Jeebuk. Finally, four steps away from him.

It’s within range!

‘This is something the Lord brought upon himself.’

The golden spear-wielding fireball gleams and stabs in without mercy with its spinning spear.

『Floating Myeongwang Hundred Eight Spears』

Papapapapat!

The countless flying spearheads spread out like peaks in full bloom across the Gulf of Guyu.

Puppupupupup!

And with a loud noise, dozens of holes were drilled into Guyu’s body.

Everyone watching was left breathless and in silent shock.

“trough-!”

The moment when only Mao shouts his name at the top of his lungs.

“Oh, this can’t be happening!”

A miracle happened. Everyone in the room let out the exclamations they had been holding back. Mao doubted his own eyes. Gu Yu, who he had thought would turn to rags and fall down…

“Are you alive? And you’re fine… …!”

To be precise, he wasn’t completely fine. But it was a drop in the bucket compared to what seemed like dozens of piercing wounds from the sharp golden spears that had pierced his flesh.

At best, only the outer surface of the body was torn and the clothes were fluttering. The most important part of the body, the center, had no holes.

What on earth is going on?

“He… is avoiding it.”

“My lord!”

Now, a smart tiger that was even happy. Ji Dae-ho came up next to him and exclaimed in admiration.

“Avoiding? What do you mean? It’s like you’re just standing still.”

It was clear that it was. To Mao’s eyes, Gu Yu appeared to be standing tall in front of the bars that were shooting out like a storm.

So even now, I still have the illusion that a hole is being drilled into my body.

But.

“Because it’s that fast. In that split second, you’re dodging at a speed that surpasses the limit. And with minimal movement.”

That’s ridiculous.

“Is that possible? Over that short distance?”

“Haha, aren’t you watching me now? He is truly amazing. Who would have thought he would go head-on against the Golden Flame Buddha, known as the Wall of Maga?”

Although Ji Dae-ho preferred a head-on confrontation, he was not confident this time.

That’s because the speed of the consecutive attacks of the Unmoving King’s Baekpalchang was unparalleled and did not leave even a single opening.

To avoid the current situation like that, you would need to use incredible body movements and dynamic vision.

“Great! Then doesn’t that mean Gu-yu can win!”

Well, it’s great, but it’s still too early to guarantee victory.

“You’ll have to take two more steps to reach him. And each step you take will feel twice as fast. Also, the speed of the Fudo Myo-o Hundred and Eight Spears increases as it progresses. And the final hundred and eighth strike is extremely fast. I wonder if he can dodge that too… .”

Gulp. I swallowed my saliva without realizing it at Ji Dae-ho’s words.

Even now, it seems like a miracle that I’m avoiding the damage… … . From here, it’s going to double, no, even faster!

Mao asked with a very nervous expression.

“But what if it’s avoided? And what if Guyu wins?”

“then…….”

Ji Dae-ho answered with a sinister smile.

“I guess a new master of tax evasion will be born at our school.”

Not a master who would catch the eye of the leaders, but a peerless master who would be on par with them. No, maybe even above them.

Mao suppressed his trembling heart and stared at his figure without fail.

In that moment, everyone was holding their breath due to tension.

The inside of Geumchang-ak-bul, who was watching this right in front of his nose, was burning black.

‘A, is this witchcraft?! Why won’t you die!’

At first I thought it was a hallucination. It clearly looked like it was piercing my heart, but it was fine, like a mirage.

But it didn’t take long for me to realize that I was mistaken.

‘You’re avoiding it! This isn’t witchcraft… … You’re challenging Bindo with your skills!’

The sensation felt at the tip of the spear. And the droplets of blood that spurt out through the gap between the blows.

Clearly, Guyu was slowly getting hurt.

And the moment he realized this, Geumchang Akbul Pungjisan’s trembling heart calmed down.

‘If the Lord is not a goblin, then this is a victory for the Hinayana.’

His eyes grew sharp and the spear he was holding began to shoot faster.

If a tree doesn’t fall after ten strikes, it’s because the axe or the person is incompetent.

One is different from the other.

If you stab with the Baekpalchang of the King of the Underworld, even a thousand-year-old zelkova tree will fall.

therefore.

‘If you want to come in, come in!’

Papapapapapat!

His spear shot at a more explosive speed, and Guyu also took a bold step forward.

It’s truly a fight between those who go and those who stop them.

The drops of blood flying in all directions become more and more numerous, and the wounds on Guyu’s body increase.

And one more step.

Shhhhh!

Now the sound of the window was so fast that it sounded like a single, long note, and Guyu’s body appeared like a blurry afterimage.

This is a critical moment with nowhere to retreat.

“Kiaaaaaaa!”

Geumchang Akbul shouted with a desperate determination to shake out every last drop.

At the same time, the last one hundred and eighth spear shot towards Guyu’s heart like a huge beam of light.

This is truly extreme pleasure!

That moment when everyone holds their breath and watches!

Red light shot out from Guyu’s eyes, and he swung his sword at the first ray of light that came flying at him.

When Geumchang Akbul saw this, he was secretly delighted.

‘What an idiot! Trying to fight Geumchang with bare fists.’

His spear is one of the masterpieces made by the previous craftsman, Pyeongsanja, and its real name is Geum-an-chang (金眼槍).

He is a great singer who can even pierce through rock.

but…….

The only problem is that the fist of the guy who made contact is a divine fist that can even pierce through armor.

Kwajik!

A loud explosion rang out, and Pungjisan’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

‘The car, the window… is broken?!’

Clearly, the opponent was bare-handed and had no armor, but the spearhead bent greatly and in an instant, it shattered into pieces with a bang!

And through the gaps in the debris, Guyu’s fist flew in without hesitation and slammed into his chest.

Phew!

“Kwaaah!”

Pungjisan flies away, letting out a single scream. He falls to the ground far away from the stage.

All that remains are the whites of the eyes.

“… … .”

Silence falls in the room.

A boy standing covered in blood.

No matter how much you get hurt, a dragon is a dragon.

How can a mere human being block the path ahead?

“Chilsogung… … Seung!”

He won again.