A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 93



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93.

#Was it this strong? (1)

While others could not see Zhang Yi because of Wang Yu’s huge body, he saw him clearly.

‘Put your hand on my heart? What does that mean? Is it a declaration of surrender asking for your life?’

Even if I swing my fist with all my might, they won’t even look at me, but they’re just patting me on the back.

This is truly absurd.

But what was even more absurd was what happened after that.

Dismissed!

Suddenly, a thunderous sound was heard in the clear sky.

『Crafting Thunder Ring』

Kwajijijik!

“Keugyagyagyagya!”

A black thunderball flashed from my palm, spinning violently as if it was going to tear my body apart.

Phew!

Soon, with a terrible crash, Wang Woo flies for a long time and crashes to the ground like a rag.

Eyes, nose, mouth. A faint smoke and the stench of burning rise from every orifice.

It happened in an instant.

Those who were watching this from behind were dumbfounded.

What on earth is going on?

One thing that surprised me was Jang Seo, the person involved.

‘I didn’t know I would end up writing like this.’

Chukryehwan, a herbivore that uses harmony techniques.

I already felt it in Cheonmago, but when I used it on a real opponent, it was truly extraordinary.

It was just a movement of energy without any movement, yet it had such great power.

As it consumed a lot of stamina, the effect was truly certain.

‘Of course, if I use it too often, my body will start to break down.’

“Jang-seo!”

“Uh, how… … ?”

Meanwhile, Mao and Meng Yuanyuan’s faces, who had grasped the situation, showed mixed emotions again.

Mao was overcome with emotion, while Meng Yuanyuan felt as if he had been hit hard on the back of the head with a blunt object.

Have you ever seen Wang Woo fall down so violently? No, I don’t remember seeing it in my lifetime.

Even the screams he let out were… … .

‘Keugyagyagyagya!’

It was terrible… … .

“What on earth did you do?! You’re only a 7th-grade demon. How could you… … .”

That’s right. 7th Grade Counterintelligence Corps, 3rd Division Commander. But it’s not just any old thing.

Jang Yi-seo was no longer first-class, but a pinnacle. And he was not a murky trick, but the purest magic of the Heavenly Demon. He was a master who had learned the art of harmony and had obtained the powerful ultimate.

“Ugh… … .”

A groan quickly escaped Wang Woo’s mouth, who had briefly lost consciousness.

Jang Seo raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

“I didn’t know you could endure that.”

Wang Woo stands up unsteadily.

One glance showed that his body was already at its limit.

It’s a given.

The Lightning Strike is not just a simple external strike, but a devastating martial art that turns your insides upside down with lightning.

It was simply a matter of will. A loyal subject’s determination not to fall first, leaving his master behind.

‘I guess I have to admit that.’

Jang Yi-seo nodded and acknowledged his feelings.

And Wang Woo also corrected his thoughts about his opponent.

‘I misunderstood you. It’s not that I’m weak because I can’t break the egg… … . The egg itself is already strong. What the heck are you… … .’

I was shaking. I was scared.

There are certainly many people stronger than me.

He was the weakest among the supporters, and there were countless other people, including the successors, the head of the clan, and the elders and lesser-known masters.

This was the first time I had encountered something whose end was so incomprehensible.

I couldn’t even imagine how far he could go or how much stronger he could become.

‘But… … . We are those who live and die by fate. No matter how strong you are, I cannot back down.’

Wang Woo stands tall.

And Jang Seo nodded slightly.

“I will highly value your will.”

Soon, Wang Woo rushes in like a horned bull.

“Kuaaaah!”

The floor is thumping and a strong wind is blowing.

But even so, it’s just a tantrum.

Jang Yi-seo spread his palms with an indifferent expression and pushed his shoulders back.

Legs shoulder width apart. Aerodynamics at max.

“Hey, stop!”

Maeng Won-won senses ominousness and cries out like a hen that has laid an egg.

It’s already too late to stop.

“Kuaaaah!”

Wang Woo shouted and thrust his fist at Zhang Yishu.

And at that moment.

『Iron Crushing Palm』

Bam!

Jang Yi-seo’s story was mercilessly slammed into his chest.

“Get out!”

Wang Woo flies away with a scream.

Kuuuung!

Soon a huge earthquake occurred on the ground and the ground collapsed.

“You, you… … .”

Something happened that should never have happened.

A divided victory and defeat.

The giant Wang Woo, the assistant of the Princess of Wukong.

He is a hundred-year-old man.

He was defeated by the Seven Princes’ assistant. And in a one-on-one fight. Without any male or female.

“That’s ridiculous… … .”

Maeng Won-won muttered in thought. But it wasn’t for her to decide whether it made sense or not.

Jang Yi-seo brushed his hair back and smiled.

“Then, let’s start again with what we were talking about earlier.”

At that moment, Maeng Won-won realized for the first time.

That I had made a very big mistake.

That I should never have come here.

*

‘Jang Yi-seo, this kid… … is so fucking cool!’

Meanwhile, Mao was struck by Zhang Li’s dignified appearance.

Was it like this in Mysin’s time too?

I couldn’t see it properly because I was passed out at the time. But I think it might have been like that. He was angry at me for that time.

Anyway, I knew it from the beginning, but now it’s confirmed.

‘My assistant… … is it okay?’

The sight of Wang Woo, the one hundred horse saint, appearing at a critical moment and completely destroying him.

‘But was Jang Il-seo originally this strong?’

Mao tilted his head in delight. I don’t know for sure, but it definitely wasn’t to this extent… … .

‘So what? They’re on my side.’

But his simplicity is an immutable law. He soon bursts into laughter.

Of course, unlike Mao, Qu Honglan, who was watching this, was so shocked that she almost fainted.

‘Master… … How much stronger has he become?’

He knows the past Jang Seo better than anyone else.

Of course, even back then, he would show unexpected prowess. But even so, there were clear limitations to being first-class.

Moreover, the story of how the situation was turned around was only when a dagger as fast as a ray of light was used.

But now, he doesn’t use anything like that, and subdues his opponents with his bare hands.

That too, the invincible swordsman, the assistant of the Five Princesses, Wang Woo.

‘At this level, not only in the Demonic Cult, but anywhere in the world, there won’t be many who can stand up to the Master.’

Since I have already defeated Ilbaekma Castle, it is only natural that I am in the top 100 in the Demonic Cult.

If this isn’t a fair fight, but a fight for life and death…

‘Maybe we should consider him as a shareholder already… … .’

It’s a reasonable idea.

The Jang family that shocked everyone like that.

And of course, the one who was most shocked was the princess Maeng Won-won.

“Wow, Wang Woo! Stop fooling around! Get up!”

Anyone can see that this is no joke.

Wang Woo had already fainted with only the whites of his eyes raised. This is something that would be difficult to imitate.

“I’m the Princess of Wukong! Princess of Wukong, Maeng Won-won! Do you think you’ll be okay after doing this?!”

Maeng Won-won glared at Jang Seo-ra, who was approaching him, and shouted.

The smiling face has already disappeared, and the taut skin is covered in wrinkles like a demon’s.

one.

“Musa?”

Jang Yi-seo poured out his chilling murderous intent without hiding anything.

“You seem to have seriously misunderstood the meaning of the word war. From now on, you should speak wisely and carefully.”

“What, what… … ? What are you doing to me now… … .”

“Then. Did you want to show some courtesy to someone who was about to die?”

“Eeeeek!”

Maeng Won-won clenched his teeth and tightly gripped the Zanwolun.

No matter how much Wang Woo was hurt, she was still the daughter of the Wukong clan.

He is not someone that can be treated lightly by a mere assistant, and of course, his martial arts skills are not at a level that can be looked down on.

But.

Why.

‘Why are you shaking?’

Unlike his angry head, Maeng Won-won’s liver was cool.

A situation that I absolutely cannot understand.

But what was more confusing was that the aura Jang Seo was giving off now felt very familiar.

Where did you feel this?

A chilling, chilling fear, as if you were falling to your death into the cold deep sea.

She obviously knew.

‘This, this!’

And at that moment, I realized.

Why are his two legs shaking and his straight eyes shaking uncontrollably?

‘father……?’

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

It was the smell of his father, whom he revered and followed only.

The scent of a male that subdues the spirits.

‘How on earth can someone like you… …. take away my father’s spirit… .’

I don’t know, but that’s not important right now.

If things continue like this, we will be helpless.

“Do you think I’m being treated like an idiot?”

Shhhh!

The crescent moon wheel flew out of her hand like a ray of light. Soon, it made a terrible noise and returned like a boomerang, and was caught in her hand.

and.

“uh……?”

Mao put his hand on the hot sensation on his cheek and screamed.

“Ugh, euaaaah! Blood, blood!”

Blood. Her crescent moon passed through the ball.

“How is it? Did you see it clearly? It was war. If you take one more step from there, I think his head will be blown off. Which is faster, you or my crescent moon wheel? You decide.”

She takes a stance as if she is about to burst out again. As soon as the power starts flowing in, whoosh! The saw blades exposed on the outer surface of the crescent moon wheel spin at a furious speed even though it is only being held.

A truly divine strangeness.

“You deadly bastard!”

Mao shouted in anger. But Meng Yuanyuan was already a madman who could not be seen.

“Shut up! This time it’s your neck. If you’re curious, keep poking around.”

Ha. Jang-i smiled vainly and nodded slowly.

Maeng Won-won’s words are sincere and without a single lie.

Although she is young, she is also a successor of the Demonic Cult who has surpassed the peak of the wall.

There’s no way it could collapse this easily.

“Step back quietly. If you don’t want to see your master die.”

Jang I-seo nodded and stepped back at Maeng Won-won’s threat.

At this, a bright smile spread across Maeng Won-won’s lips. It should have been like this a long time ago. This is the limit of those who are born slaves. Insignificant things who can do nothing even if their master grabs their neck.

Now, if we can escape with Mao as hostage, it’s over.

however.

“Just throw it.”

Jang Il-seo spouted out words that were completely incomprehensible.

“uh?”

“huh?”

At that moment when Mao and Meng Yuanyuan were asking the same question with dumbfounded faces, Zhang Yishu immediately stretched out his right hand and said this.

“Throw it.”

“Hey, this! Do you think I can’t throw it?”

Maeng Won-won screamed. Then he stretched the wheel he was holding back. Wheeing! With the sound of the blade sharpening, the saw blade spun faster.

If you just throw it forward like this, it’s over.

“Hey, Jang-seo. I don’t think we can stop this?!”

“I know.”

“Oh, you know? If you know, shouldn’t you not do such provocations?”

“It is possible.”

“Okay? F*ck… … ?”

Mao’s eyes were filled with betrayal. But Zhang Yi had no intention of backing down.

The fight is a battle of momentum.

And he never learned how to back off stupidly.

“You really threw it? Do you know that if the Seven Princes die, you, the aide, will die too!”

“I guess so. But who will be faster?”

“what?”

“I mean, the first of the three of us to die.”

Maeng Won-won swallowed hard and glanced at Jang Yi-seo.

He was smiling leisurely at me and extending his hand.