A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 347



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347.

#Hybrid training

Jang-seo, who came out alone, was lost in thought.

‘If I had been even a little bit late, I would have been in trouble.’

I expected that Ilheung would make a full-scale move, but I never thought that he would target the Tiger Corps.

A meticulous plan that even involved the assassins disguising themselves as gold diggers.

I guessed it.

‘He must be trying to direct the wrath of the leader towards Ae-man.’

And I knew who the target was.

The very same government troops that the leader met at the temple!

It must have been intended to be a fight with him.

It was highly likely that the rumors of his return to the countryside were planned for today.

Another creepy thing is that it wasn’t the Blood Cult that took action directly, but rather mobilized assassins.

You might wonder what the problem is, but Jang was sure.

‘This many people disguised as the King’s Guard were targeting the leader’s residence. There aren’t many crazy groups like that. No, there’s only one.’

The Five Elements Lords probably thought they had kept at least some of their secrets at the cost of their own lives, but not at all.

Jang already knew.

‘Equator. One of the Eight Great Factions of the Apostolic League.’

That they asked for the Blood Cult’s commission!

The problem was that if this fact were to become known, the peace in the martial arts world that had lasted for over 20 years could collapse.

No, it was clear that Il-Hwang had calculated that and brought in the equator.

Up until now, everyone has been struggling in the plan he set up.

‘A terrible thing. He is much more sinister and cunning than you think.’

It was the first time I felt this nervous around someone I couldn’t see.

But that’s it.

Their plan failed here, and the turn came my way.

therefore.

‘Until now you’ve been the one who planned it, but from now on it won’t be.’

A cool smile appeared on Jang I-seo’s lips.

*

The next day.

Rumors of the Tiger King attack spread like wildfire in an instant.

It would be stranger not to know that there was such a loud explosion in the middle of the night.

And there were two people who rushed to Jangwon first when they heard the news of the destruction.

Of course, it was the landlord, Maengju Hyeoncheong and the general manager.

“What on earth is going on!”

The two people were shocked to see the manor in ruins.

Even though the members kept saying they were cleaning up, they couldn’t restore the broken building.

I quickly explained the whole story.

The leader, who only then learned of the situation, felt his heart sink.

After hearing that there were no deaths, he barely managed to breathe a sigh of relief and asked.

“How many enemies have invaded? Five? Ten?!”

The members exchanged glances at each other and then quietly made their way to the left or right.

Then, behind them, an endless procession of giants covering the corpses appeared.

“That, that!”

The leader and generals were on their flagships.

Roughly speaking, at least one hundred.

That’s only to the extent that the shape is intact.

Even though they detonated the Jincheon Thunderbolt, no one died and survived.

Isn’t this a miracle!

“Did you all do it?”

At the leader’s question, Jin Ja-ryang took a step back and blushed as if embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, but the enemy was strong and we were left with nothing to do but face death.”

What is this? The two people looked at each other with questions, and everyone answered with awe in their eyes.

“Jeong Ho-wi’s White Paper. He single-handedly defeated the enemies and saved us!”

“… … !”

The mouths of the leader and the general fell open at the same time. Then, as if possessed, they asked.

“Where is he now?”

*

At that time, Jang Seo was deep in meditation in his dormitory.

At first glance, it may seem like they’re just making the kids work all night and loafing around, but that’s not true.

As the battle with the Blood Cult intensified, he was also doing his best.

That’s training to become stronger!

Of course, there was no way to stop the delay in the old system right away, and it was not possible to reach a new level.

But that wasn’t the only way to become stronger.

‘The more equal the level, the more the difference in skill and experience determines victory or defeat. And that is also the area where I am most weak right now.’

Of course, if Jin Ja-ryang or Namgung Shin, who were his peers, had heard these words, they would have been furious.

Where on earth do you see such poor quality?

But unfortunately, Jang Yi-seo’s opponents were not from the third generation.

Strictly speaking, these are monsters who have reached the realm of divination.

In the future, we would be woefully inadequate to deal with them.

Isn’t that obvious?

While they have reached their current level after pouring in over half a century, Jang has reached his current level in just a few years.

How can we bridge that long gap in one breath?

As far as Jang Seo knew, there were only two people in the world who could do that.

One is Master Han Moo-young, who took away the opponent’s skills in one breath.

And the other one is Jin Woo-kwang, a death row inmate whose very existence is a fraud.

There was no one else besides these.

Of course, Jang Seo has some negative effects, but it is only temporary.

‘The death row inmate and the master are natural monsters. It’s impossible to follow them in the first place. I have to find my own way.’

And after much deliberation, there was only one conclusion.

This is the application of the Eui-shin-gi and the Hwe-ryu-an!

‘Maengju Hyeoncheong and Seogeom Yeojungak. I can’t imitate them without the divine equipment, but the feeling and the path still remain in my head. What if I draw this in a whirlwind…?’

Infinite imagination. And endless confrontation.

If that were possible, it would certainly bring forward the current stagnant time.

Their abilities, which were considered the best at the time, will be completely devoured with just one use of the Etchantika!

If Han Moo-young and Jin Woo-kwang are monsters that destroy the ecosystem, Jang Yi-seo is a hybrid in and of itself!

ping!

The vortex unfolded and the images of two people appeared in my head.

One is Seogeom Yeojungak, who has a fresh appearance but is full of fierce wrinkles. And the other is Maengju Hyeoncheong, who feels like a middle-aged gentleman!

Even if it is just imagination, it is a legend.

Normally, it would be proper for each person to show respect by shuffling their swords one by one.

but.

‘I don’t have time, so let’s go all at once.’

Jang is a rude vice-principal.

Suwaaaaak!

The sword fight began right away.

and.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter! Crunch!

He was stabbed five times by the leader and his head was cut off by Seogeom.

It happened in an instant.

‘omg!’

When I came to my senses again, the two people were back standing in the same spot.

‘There are no monsters.’

Even the power of the illusions in front of my eyes now would be at most only about 50% of that of my true body.

That must have been the extent of the power he had brought with him as a divine being.

But to this extent? This is the same as telling me to just drop dead.

But a smile spread across Jang Yi-seo’s lips.

Because what we needed now wasn’t victory.

There’s only one thing I want.

Sreung! A pure white sword was pulled out from Jang Yi-seo’s grasp.

Cheonmaegeom (Heavenly Plum Sword).

‘I will learn a trick. I will pay the price with my body.’

Yes, what Jang Yiseo wanted from them was none other than a sword!

There is one reason.

Two new skills I recently acquired.

The path of the extreme and the formless sword.

Although both were obtained by chance, they are both sword-based martial arts.

I thought that in order to perfectly handle both, one had to at least have the sword skills to touch the toes of the West Sword and the Mengju.

And that judgment was correct.

Crunch!

I realized this when I died for the twelfth time.

That there is a huge wall between your sword and theirs.

And if we break these down one by one, we will surely find the answer someday.

‘There’s no need to rush. Just take your time and feel it.’

Crunch!

Of course, it doesn’t feel very good to have your head cut off.

*

‘If the sword of the leader is like a magnificent snowy mountain, then the sword of the west is like an avalanche.’

When I faced death about three hundred times.

They first defined their swords.

The two were similar yet different.

If the leader pursues perfection without emotion, Seogeom is a rough and violent beast.

Of course, both are equally intimidating to people.

‘You can never make the same sword by imitating their movements.’

And then, after experiencing death thousands of times, I realized:

Breathing, speed, depth, weight, even gaze.

I tried to absorb everything I could, but in the end it was their sword.

To surpass them, I must start my own sword, even if it is insufficient.

Again, everything returned to nothingness and I faced the sword in my hand again.

What is a sword?

How much do I know about this sword?

After matching the two of them hundreds of times, the Thousand-Year Sword would sometimes shatter like glass.

There is no way that there can be a difference in intensity between illusions and real things.

Why is that?

This was because they knew the sword and I did not know the sword.

Where does this long, thin sword want to cut right now? Where does it feel pain?

This too I had to accept with my body and go along with it.

In this way, Jang-i became one with his body and sword while in a state of trance.

Once, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

And I realized it by cutting countless times.

I am the sword, and the sword is me.

I will melt their lives with the sword and plant seeds in my sword.

So, it feeds on ten thousand lives and eventually bears fruit in the fields on its own.

This is my sword.

It’s a self-wielding sword.

Jang Yi-seo’s sword began to emit a brilliant light and swung without hesitation towards the two absolute beings.

This is a strange phenomenon that occurred when the Intangible Sword and the Extreme Path were contained in the Thousand-Mae Sword!

And the result is.

Suwaaaaaaaah!

The two supreme beings who had led Jang Yi-seo to death countless times were scattered like dust.

Jang Yi-seo’s possessed mind gradually regained its senses.

Sssssss!

The Thousand-Maegeom in his hand turned to dust and disappeared. However, the sensation of the moment he used the sword technique still remained.

It was the birth of another monster, different from Han Moo-young and Jin Woo-kwang.

Although Jang Yi-seo had not formed a relationship with his disciples, he bowed respectfully and took the sword, thinking of the two people who had formed the basis of his swordsmanship.

Sssssss.

The space created by the vortex slowly disappears.

And then, back in the present world, before my eyes.

“… … .”

Gulp. My classmates were gathering around me, swallowing their saliva with great nervousness.

“… … What is it?”

When I asked with furrowed brows, everyone was startled and answered in confusion.

“That, that… … .”

“Hey, the lord is looking for you!”

You came sooner than I thought. Well, it would have been strange if you hadn’t come when there was this much commotion.

That’s good. I was going to ask who the person I met at the temple was anyway.

By the way, I thought everyone was dead, but I’m glad they look okay.

however.

“Hey, Jeong Ho-wi. What should we do now?”

Why are you asking me that? I answered it as if it were no big deal.

“If you can’t sleep, stand guard.”

“insect!”

Then, the students answered vigorously and quickly disappeared.

“Are you crazy all night?”

Jang shook his head and went out.

Of course, he had no idea that while he was meditating, the room was filled with colorful, invisible swords, startling everyone once again.

It was one day when the legend of Jeonghowi’s White Paper was piling up in the Tiger Corps.