A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 258



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258.

#Greatest rival

Boom! With a loud noise, a hole was created in the middle of the rock.

It’s a large, fist-shaped hole.

“hmm…….”

Shin Seung spat in embarrassment.

The spot where Jang Yi-seo stood was exactly thirty paces from the hollow rock.

Although it is not yet at its peak, it is one of the ten martial arts of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Schools.

It is the Baekbo Shinkwon (百步神拳) that can punch a hole a hundred steps away with a blow of the fist!

If it was just this one, I wouldn’t be surprised.

The traces of rocks on the floor being crushed to powder are the sacrifice of the Arhat Divine Fist, and the traces of rocks being torn to pieces as if cut are the Great Golden Dragon Claw Hand.

With just one blow, the palm prints on all sides of the huge rock were carved into the Thirteen Palms of Guanyin.

A stone with holes like flower petals is called a lotus Buddha finger.

Can you believe it?

‘Immeasurable Life Buddha… … .’

Now, Jang had mastered the training method in just five days, and in just ten days, he was simultaneously learning the ten best arts of the Heavenly Kings, which are said to be difficult to master even with a lifetime of training.

This was beyond shocking, it was terrifying.

I was shaking and confused.

How could this happen?

Even the world’s greatest monks took tens, if not hundreds of times longer than this.

No, it was impossible to practice both at the same time.

However, after Jang-seo received an explanation once, he would become absorbed in his own thoughts and then immediately begin to demonstrate his martial arts skills.

And as each day passed, it progressed rapidly, and now I couldn’t even guess when it would end.

If he goes to Sungsan with me, it is possible that the owner of the Heavenly King’s Hall will emerge within a year.

Shin Seung felt greedy for the first time since he achieved enlightenment several decades ago.

That too is a terrible human greed.

‘The basket is stuck. The basket is stuck.’

I barely suppressed my foolishness and shook it off.

“It’s definitely not easy. It’s Shaolin after all.”

Jang-i smiled shyly and showed humility.

But excessive humility sometimes invites trouble.

It’s fortunate that he is a symbol of mercy, but if the other disciples of Shaolin had heard it, they would have been furious and turned over.

A crazy quality that is that hard to accept.

Of course, even though Jang Yi-seo was a genius, it was not for no reason that he was able to learn the thousand-year-old Shaolin martial arts that no one else could learn at the same time.

‘All martial arts respond to the Namcheonneunggakyung.’

That’s right. All ten martial arts of the seventy-two kinds of martial arts originated from the mind method derived from the Nancheonneungga-gyeong.

Of course, when I unfolded it with the original method, which was higher than that, my body reacted on its own, like a salmon meeting water.

In particular, as the bet was rising, the Namcheonneungga-gyeong astronomical gate located at Baekhoe-hyeol opened for a moment.

Then, even without being told, the idea came to mind on its own, and the best body, built with innate senses and experience, expressed it.

‘How could someone like this be a spy in the Demonic Cult?’

Shin Seung, who was watching this from the side, couldn’t understand it at all.

At this level, he is not just a talented person, but has the qualities to become a military leader.

But, as an adult, I was ashamed to send him to the Demonic Cult, of all places.

“Okay, let’s start again.”

Moreover, seeing him smiling so innocently and taking the lottery ticket makes me feel even more depressed.

What a kind heart this is.

Moreover, he is so desperate to stop the blood cult.

For a moment, I lowered my head and scolded myself for being so incompetent.

“Your Majesty… … I have committed a great offense to your Majesty.”

“Are you saying this all of a sudden?”

“I asked for your time, but in reality, I wanted to delay your departure. So I taught you the Seventy-Two kinds of fasting that no one has mastered for hundreds of years. Please punish this incompetent disciple.”

Thud. Shin Seung knelt down. The floor was dirty with broken stones, but he didn’t care.

Then Jang Yi-seo took a shallow breath and raised him up, saying:

“Did you really think I didn’t know that?”

“… … !”

“Who in the world would think that such a daunting training could be completed so quickly? It’s true that I was in a hurry, but it’s ridiculous.”

“Ha, ha, but why… … .”

“Why did you come without asking? Who would refuse to teach me such great martial arts?”

“Immeasurable Life Buddha… … .”

“I am sorry for being greedy. So, Your Excellency, you do not need to feel sorry.”

What a great man. He is truly a man of great character. I have once again been rude to this insufficient investigator.

How dare you try to judge and criticize so arbitrarily.

Shin Seung’s confidence in Jang Yi Seo, who smiled brightly while reproaching herself, grew even stronger.

of course…….

‘You’re recommending something to me that no one has mastered in hundreds of years. This guy is out of his mind.’

Jang Yi-seo couldn’t help but feel astonished. He reluctantly smiled when he got down on his knees and pleaded, but it was true that the back of his head felt cold.

But when I said I was greedy, I meant it.

‘All ten of them are peerless martial arts that are never lacking no matter where you go.’

But how could I not feel excited when the body that didn’t follow me in the past is now unfolding at my fingertips like a fish in water?

If it were up to me, I would have gone into a cave and devoted myself to it until I had mastered the ten martial arts.

But.

“My lord!”

Unfortunately, the reality was not so easy.

At that moment, one of Paegeommun’s subordinates came running with an urgent expression and shouted.

“We attacked the swordsmanship of Shaolin!”

He said.

* * *

– Seonyeong Paegeommun.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

A fiercely flying sword. Mao flew to the side while hugging Zhuge Xiaomei with an urgent expression on his face.

“Huh!”

Kwaaaaang!

Then, a chilling explosion erupted from behind.

“Hey, are you okay?!”

When I asked Jegal So-mi, she nodded. When I looked behind me, I saw that there was a fist-shaped hole in the stone statue where the tiger had been carved.

One of the ten greatest martial arts of Shaolin, the Hundred Steps Divine Fist, which allows one to strike down an opponent from a hundred paces away by unleashing a powerful punch.

“These kids!”

Mao, who realized the situation immediately, stood up.

“Protect the Seven Princes!”

The officers and warriors of the Cheonghae branch rushed out like an ebb tide to stop the monks.

In Shaolin, eighteen monks formed a semicircle and fought against him.

If you just look at the numbers, the difference is more than tenfold. Anyone can see that Shaolin is at a disadvantage, and it is a reckless fight.

But… … .

“What, what is it!”

The situation is just the opposite.

“Kwaaah!”

“Cough!”

The Shaolin side stood still and struck down the Cheonghae branch warriors as soon as they arrived.

In Mao’s eyes, it felt like an impenetrable fortress.

On the outside, they just look like skinny, unattractive guys.

In response to this, a pure white falcon flew in from the side. The Manri Shinjo Myo Chae-kyung took over the introduction.

“The eighteen most elite disciples residing in the Shaolin Arhat Hall. They are the Eighteen Arhats.”

“Eighteen Arhats?!”

“Yes. They are all masters who have reached the peak.”

Mao’s brow furrowed.

“Are they all like that? They still seem quite young?”

Are you the only one who will do it? It hasn’t even been agreed upon yet. Myo Chae-kyung snorted and replied.

“Most of them are people who have passed the age of two and have reached their forties.”

“Even so, there are so many masters among the great disciples?”

“Isn’t it Shaolin?”

Short but thick words. Mao’s face hardened coldly. Hasn’t there been a saying since ancient times that only Shaolin can stop the Demonic Cult?

From their perspective, they are truly great rivals.

“I can’t let those bald villains hurt my guests. Hey, Zhuge. Hide behind me. I’ll make sure you get home safely.”

“No, I… … .”

“There’s no need to be thankful. The Heavenly Demon Church never abandons its friends.”

“That’s not it… … .”

It’s the same as the evildoers that Confucius talks about. Jegal So-mi swallowed her tears in the worst situation. And Myo Chae-gyeong screamed in absurdity.

“What are you doing now? Take that woman hostage right now!”

“Why!”

“So, you were planning to fight with those authors? Your opponents are the Four Great Diamonds… …!”

It was before I could even finish speaking.

Wedge!

A fierce and unstoppable force flew between them.

“Kiyaaaaak!”

He struck Myo Chae-kyung with a sharp scream and sent her flying away.

“The Lord of the Flying Dragons-!”

Mao ran to check on her, and she was unconscious with her clothes torn in the shape of a fist on her abdomen.

It’s a hundred-step divine right.

And of course, the one who unleashed this devastating blow was… … .

“Get out of the way.”

“line…….”

One who stands tall like the Four Heavenly Kings of Mount Sumeru in front of Jegal Somi.

It is the Four Great Diamonds and the Great Dam.

“You little brat… … !”

And at that moment Mao realized.

‘You’re strong. You have no chance of winning unless you unleash your full power!’

That he is a real expert.

“This is Jegal Somi. I know how you feel, Your Excellency, but acting like this right now won’t help… … Gyaak!”

Even as if he had completely lost his sense of reason, he pushed Jegal So-mi away with a single wave of his hand.

There is no need for useless words.

“Zhuge Liang!”

Mao supported her as she flew away and glared at her as if he was going to kill her.

“Hey, bald guy! This is just too much. You said you were on the same side as me. But is this okay? Your eyes are full of demons. Are you on our side too?!”

Gooooo!

A sharp light radiated from Wondam’s eyes. How dare you compare yourself to the Demonic Cult? I can never forgive you.

“Confucius. Get out of the way of Confucius. Hurry up!”

Jegal So-mi, feeling a sense of crisis, shouted urgently.

“Why me? Are you worried about me now?”

“Of course. It is absolutely unacceptable for Confucius to get hurt.”

“So why!”

Why? If that were the case, would Cheonma just sit still? Of course… … .

“Do you like me?”

“What?!”

“I guess it’s true because you’re surprised.”

“You’re saying that now… … .”

“No. I give up.”

“under……?”

“It’s not my style.”

This is the first time in my life that I’ve been rejected without even confessing. How can something so absurd be possible in this world?

But I couldn’t argue any further.

Sling! Because the showdown between Mao and Yuan Tan, who had drawn the Changryongdo, had begun.

I haven’t encountered it yet though.

‘Hot, hot… … .’

The heated air was telling me.

The two people’s energy was already swirling around like crazy. As expected.

“Euryaaaaah!”

Wedge!

Mao, who had been flying up in a flash, swung his spear dragon sword vertically, and the fight began. As if responding, Yuan Tan responded with his fist.

Kwaaaaang!

Two people standing face to face without an inch of resistance, drinking heavily.

Maona who stopped Yuan Dam, Yuan Dam who blocked the sword with his fist. Both of them are not ordinary.

However, victory or defeat is a cold law. The result is immediately revealed on the expression on the face.

Unlike the distorted Mao, Yuan Tan is the embodiment of peace.

Pot!

Won-dam fluttered his robe and struck the long-sword with the back of his hand, then stabbed one end of it into Mao’s abdomen.

“Cock!”

Mao is pushed back a dozen steps with a scream.

Woohoo!

Won Dam didn’t stop there and continued to unleash his Baekboshin Kwon.

“no-!”

Zhuge Liang tried to scream, but Mao couldn’t even get his stance right. He couldn’t dodge.

Wedge!

The blue light struck my chest.

“Kwaaak!”