Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 169



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 169

God is great (6)

The sight of the battlefield was reflected in the eyes of Ichimoku, who was holding the sword.

“Ugh.”

Before he knew it, several members of the Black Tiger Corps nearby were blocking him instead.

Ting!

An arrow flew in from afar and bounced off the sword he was swinging.

However, even though Jeong-Hyeon was supporting them from afar, the four members of the Black Tiger Group were constantly being pushed back.

“ابتعد عن الطريق(Get out of the way!)”

As the leader, who had been shouting, swung his sword strongly, the Black Tiger members, unable to withstand the force, were pushed back.

Pot!

At that moment, Ichimoku leapt forward.

“A glance at the map!?”

Ignoring the surprise of the Black Tiger members, Ilmok swung his sword with extreme pleasure.

visor!

However, Mukhtar Khan easily blocked Ichimoku’s surprise attack, even though he had just launched a strong attack.

“Hehehehe.”

While the leader of the fanatics, whose eyes were rolled back, was laughing so hard that he seemed to be drooling, Ilmok shouted while mixing swords with him.

“I’ll take care of this one, so you can get out with the wounded!”

It wasn’t something I said with only Joo Seo-yeon in mind.

Dokgo-pae, who had first confronted the leader head-on, also suffered serious internal injuries, and there were many other injured people among the officials.

It was not easy to stop the onslaught of fanatics who were not afraid of death and who attacked from all sides.

Was it because Ilmok was fighting with himself but still kept talking?

Mukhtar Khan swung his sword with great force and surprise.

Ilmok reacted quickly and created a sword barrier with the Talhonmujeonggeom twelve seconds later.

bang!!

Perhaps because he was out of breath from yelling, blood flowed out of his mouth as he was pushed back a step.

In the midst of the pain that felt like his insides were being twisted, the corners of Ichimoku’s mouth twisted strangely.

“Yeah. Go ahead and do whatever you want, you fucking punk.”

It wasn’t something you would say to the enemy leader.

It was a swear word hurled at the other self in his head, who had just instructed him to spread the Honokdan.

It was slower than instructed and less complete than instructed, so it kept ringing in my head.

Even as the day progressed and the grumbling continued, Mukhtar Khan was swinging his sword.

However, the result was slightly different from before.

Ilmok, who entrusted Ju Seo-yeon to the Black Tiger members, handed over control of his body to the side effects as promised with the Talhonmu Jeonggeom.

A sword that flies along a completely different trajectory from the other swordsmen of the Demonic Cult.

Despite the strange movements, the Talhonmujeonggeom easily swept through the curve.

Ting!!

For the first time, a questioning look appears on Mukhtar Khan’s face.

Middle age.

After his tribe was annihilated by Cheonma, his practical experience in raising the tribe from the bottom up to where it is today was at a level that no one could dare follow.

No matter how Ilmok swung his sword, Mukhtar Khan could easily deal with it.

Until now.

visor!

But at some point, things changed.

The way the bastard Aesong, who was a sacrificial offering at the temple, was treated has changed.

‘He’s clearly weaker than me. How could he?’

Oddly shaped curves produce strange movements. And the differences in speed and strength come from differences in realms.

It was a fight that was advantageous to him no matter how he faced it.

However, the bastard somehow managed to block and deflect his attacks, and even counterattacked occasionally.

And the reason why he gave control of his body to the Talhonmujeonggeom was obvious.

Also, what the Talhonmujeonggeom is doing.

‘You crazy kid… .’

He reads the enemy’s movements with his outstanding eyesight and intuition, which even the Heavenly Horse acknowledged as his talent.

It wasn’t just about watching and reacting.

You can read your opponent’s next move based on the habits and habits you have seen while fighting. Also, based on the opponent’s posture and the flow of energy.

But even if you read one move first, the difference in skill level is clearly unavoidable.

That’s why the Talhonmujeonggeom didn’t clash head-on.

Since he is slower than his opponent, he swings his sword one step ahead of his enemy according to the predicted flow.

Because he is weaker than his opponent, he uses his strength to the extreme.

visor!!

At the moment of collision, he used his magic to redirect some of the enemy’s strength.

It was a contradictory act.

While swinging the sword with all my might, I changed my path at the end.

The reason this contradictory behavior was possible was simple.

I could feel it at first glance, because even though I had given up control of my body, I had not lost my sense of self.

The terrible pain that spread throughout my whole body.

Every time Talhonmujeonggeom swings his sword, the muscles in his entire body scream.

A sword that is swung with all one’s might while simultaneously utilizing the essence of the former Icho Bunghon Sword (崩魂劍), which emphasizes the subtlety of the river, and the former Sach’o Danhon Ilseom (斷魂一閃), which emphasizes the subtlety of pleasure.

Just by doing this, the muscles and joints are pushed to their limits, and at the last minute, the Seven-Cho Yuhon Sword, which values ​​the subtlety of Yui, is mixed in, and a new sword is unfolded.

But the real problem wasn’t the herbivores.

If the first fourteen chapters of the Talhonmujeonggeom discussed how to swing a sword, the last eight chapters of the Talhonmujeonggeom discussed how to handle energy.

visor!!

Mukhtar Khan, whose sword and weapon clashed, frowned as he felt a strange repulsion.

It was the power of the Talhonmujeonggeom Huicho Tanhongeom.

Go ahead.

“!?”

Mukhtar Khan had to quickly turn his head to avoid the sudden whitish aura that flew in.

After the soul-slicing sword, three seconds later, the traceless soul-slicing sword.

Originally, it was a technique that created two sword energies while swinging the sword, taking advantage of the thrill of the same thing as the single-handed sword.

One technique is to swing the sword while wrapped around it, and another technique is to secretly shoot the sword energy at the opponent like a secret weapon.

And the ego of the Talhonmujeonggeom that had taken over Ichimoku’s body was simultaneously wielding the Tanhongeom and Muhinsakhongeom.

The sword energy attached to the sword is loaded with counter-force, and in the process, a whitish sword energy is shot out separately, making a surprise attack possible.

In the process of simultaneously unfolding the secrets of different types of martial arts, the internal energy that ran through the blood vessels of Ichimoku repeatedly changed rapidly.

The flow of internal energy is so unnatural that it distorts the blood vessels and a bloody smell rises from the stomach.

The muscles and joints of my entire body. Even as my blood vessels screamed and my internal injuries piled up.

“Hehehe.”

A strange laugh escapes Ichimoku’s mouth.

Since then, Talhonmujeonggeom has been swinging his sword with various magical techniques, and his body screams in response.

Take a moment to observe from within the madness of the Talhonmujeonggeom, who seems to be fighting only to destroy his own body.

visor!!

The moment when I blocked the strongly swung sword and gave in to the recoil and was thrown backwards.

‘Get out now.’

Ichimoku’s eyes, which had taken control of his body by surprise, returned to their characteristically indifferent gaze.

– Tsk. It’s still not enough.

Ignoring the grumbling of the Talhonmujeonggeom, who was muttering in regret, Ilmok quickly looked at the enemy who was advancing.

It wasn’t because of the excruciating pain I felt all over my body that I regained control.

Anyway, I knew that if it wasn’t like this, I wouldn’t be able to deal with that guy who was much better than me.

I just had that thought while observing the fight.

‘If I could just ignore the pain, I could do it too.’

Thanks to calmly observing the fight between the two swordsmen, I was able to understand why this guy kept training me.

How one-dimensionally he has been unfolding his Talhonmujeonggeom.

Watching my body move around like a puppet was just plain disgusting, so I decided to try it myself. Just like the demonstrator Talhonmujeonggeom had shown me.

I stare at the leader with my concentration raised to the extreme.

It wasn’t just the bastard’s curve or the arm holding the curve.

The entire stance he took. Where his eyes were looking. And the momentum radiating from his body.

‘Bottom left.’

Twist your body and swing your sword at the same time as reading the enemy’s movements.

The body screams.

If you keep moving like this, your whole body will be ruined.

but.

‘Either way, it’s spicy. What can’t be done?’

Gritting his teeth, he ignores his body’s warnings.

Is it because I moved one step first?

visor!

As the sword clashed with the bastard, the heavy pressure that had been felt before was no longer felt.

It was a funny thing.

Instead of the pressure from the enemy’s curve disappearing, I was destroying my own body.

Even in a situation like Jo Sam Mo Sa, Ilmok simply swung his sword and flew his body.

When I first learned the Talhonmujeonggeom, I thought at first glance that the Talhonmujeonggeom was a sword that aimed for perfection.

However, I misunderstood the meaning of ‘perfection’.

While practicing the Talhon Bigeom, I learned how to draw my sword in any stance. While practicing the Bunghon Sword, I learned how to swing a strong sword in any stance. While practicing the Danhon Ilseom, I learned how to swing a quick sword in any stance.

While practicing the Yuhon Sword, I learned how to deflect an opponent’s attacks from any stance. While practicing the Honokdan, I learned how to block an opponent’s attacks from any stance.

Therefore, the Talhonmujeonggeom was considered a martial art that allowed one to continuously display various magical abilities, including Kang, Kwai, Yu, and Hwan, regardless of posture.

No, I was beginning to vaguely understand the truth as I went through various things at the Magic Hall.

Because I had experience swinging my sword in several different ways, whether it was during the rampage of Chu Il-hwan or the attack of Instructor Jeong Gyu-seok.

However, Ichimoku turned away from that realization.

Because I was afraid of going crazy.

Unlike other martial arts-obsessed cultists, Ilmok did not want to become a lunatic.

Because of that fear, the latter half of the story was also simply unfolded.

Although each movement was freely connected, there was no attempt to mix multiple movements in one movement.

But not now.

They were all people I didn’t like, including Joo Seo-yeon. Their way of thinking was completely against common sense.

But I couldn’t just leave him to die.

therefore.

‘Come back alive.’

Even if the level of magic increases, you may suffer from more serious mental illness.

‘With those fucking psychopaths.’

Even if your bones and muscles are crushed and your blood vessels and internal organs are distorted due to excessive use of magic!

Wedge!

The sword swung by Ilmok aims for Mukhtar Khan’s heart.

visor!

Mukhtar Khan turned his head as he blocked Ichimoku’s sword.

A whitish black aura formed according to the secret formula of the Unscarred Soul Sword was aiming for his head.

Of course, Mukhtar Khan was not so foolish as to fall for a trick he had already seen once.

However.

“!?”

Surprisingly, the blurry black energy that was flying towards me as if it was going to hit my head changed course strangely, like a snake.

After the Talhonmujeonggeom, Sacho. Mujeonghwansa (無情換蛇). By making use of the subtlety of Yu, he used a technique that allowed the sword energy, not the sword, to bend here and there, along with the Muhinsakhongeom.

Mukhtar Khan, who was taken by surprise, quickly threw himself backwards and narrowly avoided the sword attack.

Ilmok swung his sword at Mukhtar Khan, who had thrown himself forward.

A movement of a thousand and ten thousand variations that encompasses the essence and secrets of the first fourteen seconds and the last eight seconds.

Even Ichimoku himself couldn’t exactly tell how he was swinging his sword.

No, I didn’t want to realize it.

The moment I questioned my own movements, I could intuitively tell that all my enlightenment would disappear like a mirage.

So instead of questioning anything, Ichimoku focused solely on fighting.

And then at some point.

Ilmok could feel why Talhonmujeonggeom had treated his body so carelessly.

Is it because all of your senses are focused on the enemy in order to predict his movements, and you are completely immersed in the battle at the crossroads of life and death?

The screams that my whole body was screaming could no longer be heard.

– The transition from vegetarian to vegetarian is slow!

– Isn’t the flow of internal energy unnatural?

I can also hear the voice of the Talhonmujeonggeom chattering away in my head from afar.

visor!

The urgent battlefield situation no longer came to mind.

In Ichimoku’s mind, which had fallen into a state of nothingness, only the sword remained.

Although I didn’t realize it at first, at some point, my other self also kept quiet.

The moment Mukhtar Khan swung his sword again, only one path was visible to Ichimoku’s eyes.

It was a path that was impossible for Ichimoku to follow at his current level, but Ichimoku didn’t care.

The internal energy remaining in the danjeon suddenly rises and runs through the blood vessels of the entire body.

The screams of a body pushed to its limits could not be stopped at any moment.

The internal energy that has been flowing through the blood vessels according to the countless secrets and secrets of the Talhonmujeonggeom is concentrated into one point.

The energy that rushes in riding the sword of Ichimoku, which advances in a single path, forms sword energy, and further, slowly, that sword energy condenses.

And when the sword reached the end of the sword path he had seen.

For the first time, the other self of the Talhonmujeonggeom spat out rave reviews.

– Perfect!!

A brilliant cluster of stars was attached to his sword.

It was a sword.