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“He’s the kind of guy who’d shed tears just by looking at a coffin!”

A patrol lion with a red face rushed out and charged.

In fact, once you reach a high level, it is not a problem to drive away drunkenness with your internal energy.

You don’t have to be an expert to do that.

But there was a kind of unwritten rule in the martial arts world.

It was an unwritten rule that you should not drive out the intoxication with your internal energy to get rid of it.

It is the perfect behavior to be scolded with, “If that’s the case, why are you drinking?” It is also the perfect behavior to be ridiculed with, “Can you really do your job as a woman?”

Of course, fighting while drunk in a life-or-death battle is an act that exponentially increases the chances of being hit by a blind sword, unless you have mastered drunken fighting.

“You were the one who chose to refuse the offer and instead take the punishment!”

The patrolman, who thought of Yeonjin as just a passing grader, shouted while stretching out his sword forward.

Even though I am a Green Forest Patrolman, I will not kill you or make you a cripple because I am afraid of those behind me.

However, the patrolman’s intention is to break the young boy in one place and teach him a sharp lesson.

The true story of the patrol lion, the giant white water dragon, and the herbivore of the mountain army were revealed.

As the name suggests, a strong tension came flying in like a tiger rushing out of its cave.

“How come it’s exactly the same as what I read in the text? Is your imagination so poor?”

Yeonjin clicked her tongue and lowered the sword on her shoulder.

In some ways, it could be said that this was his first real fight against a master of the same level, but he didn’t seem flustered.

A clean response without any unnecessary details.

As its name suggests, the Bokma Yeorae Sword is the Tathagata’s sword that destroys all evil.

The sword’s body was covered in a merciful sunset-colored sword energy that seemed to symbolize the Buddha’s power, and the sword was struck down with an aura of oppression that seemed as if it could even split Mt. Taishan, slicing through the tension and scattering it.

“Huh! You were hiding a move!”

“What are you hiding? I’ve never hidden anything. And even if your mouth is crooked, you should speak straight.”

“What, what?”

“I gave you a reward and you punished me and when did you push me in? When I asked if you were the one who got angry and attacked me while sticking with the leader of the Geumjeokjeon Battlefield, who was it?”

As Yeonjin taunted, the patrolman’s face turned even redder.

Of course, it wasn’t just because of drunkenness or simple anger.

After listening to Yeonjin’s words and thinking about it carefully, I realized that I had just blurted out what I usually say out of habit and that I had never presented a choice.

The patrol lion raised his voice with a faint hint of shame.

“Shut up! What kind of backing do you have that you can act so recklessly! Do you believe in your own teachings and dare to insult Bonno and the heroes of the Green Forest now?”

Once you have a loud voice, you’re good to go.

It is no different from a law that has been passed down from ancient times.

Rather, it is a situation where you have to raise your voice even louder in order to get rid of your own shame.

But in contrast, the irritation on Yeonjin’s face grew even bigger.

“What do you mean by back? What the hell are you talking about? Does Nokrim fight with his tongue instead of his sword?”

As Yeonjin responded annoyedly, energy began to gather in the soles of her feet, the area where the Yongcheon point was located.

Acceleration is the basics of lightness, the study of making the body light by gathering air power in the Yongcheon point and exploding it.

The aerodynamic force that had been condensed in an instant exploded, and Yeonjin’s new form was shot out like a shell.

The distance between them narrowed without them realizing it, and the moment the face of the patrolman, unable to hide his embarrassment, came closer, Yeonjin spoke softly as if whispering.

“Magic.”

“What, what?!”

It was a voice so small that only the Green Forest Rangers could hear it.

And at the same time, the magical power of the Bokma Yorae Sword shone brilliantly. In an instant, dozens of swords poured down like meteor showers, dominating all eight directions.

The changes brought about by the dozens of swords were impossible for the patrolman who had come right up to his nose to perceive.

To the patrolman, the number of swords that can be seen is practically infinite.

You have to quickly decide which side is false and which side is real.

It was not the time to look down on Ji-su Hu, a young punk from the Jungpa clan with no experience in martial arts and who was so naive that he lost his way.

The way he quickly and boldly mixes in some variations to force his opponent to choose between life and death is like that of a seasoned veteran who has been through countless battles.

‘Peak achievement at that age… …!’

The patrolman’s face turned pale as he realized belatedly that Yeonjin’s martial arts achievements were on par with his own, but he didn’t have much time to think about it.

Because a chilling blade was threatening to strike right before my eyes.

“How dare you deceive me!”

The patrolman shouted and extended his sword once more.

The first step of the dragon’s ascension.

The tension that stretched out from the twin swords formed a spiral, swirling like an ascending dragon, rushing forward to smash the sword path in front of him with force.

If it is difficult to distinguish between truth and fiction, why not just smash everything head-on, whether it is fiction or fiction?

He is a man with a wealth of experience in martial arts and has risen to the top from a bandit background.

Above all, the desire for the wealth he had accumulated over time and his intense obsession with life helped him quickly find his way out.

The patrol lion, who quickly found the only way to survive and broke Yeonjin’s sword with tension, caught his breath.

‘The devil’s cult…?’

The patrolman quickly scanned the trail.

Did you manage to get the correct answer in this hellish multiple choice question? He looks at me with the same expression.

Although he has a handsome appearance and wears quite expensive clothes, he does not have the dignity of a child from a noble family.

However, wasn’t there a clear and elegant energy in the sword that Yeonjin had just struck that clearly belonged to the Hyeonmun or Buddhist temple?

Deeng-.

Under the influence of the law, it seemed as if I could hear the clear and majestic sound of the temple bell, like an auditory hallucination.

“How dare you try to deceive me by spouting such nonsense!”

“It’s true.”

“Shut up!”

Rather than thinking that the Demonic Cultist was using a martial art close to divine power, it would be more reasonable to think that he was just picking up nonsense to confuse himself.

Whether Yeonjin responded with a sullen expression or not, the patrolman raised his voice and looked around.

A talent that has reached the peak of its potential at an age that seems to be at the edge of the contract.

And the quick judgment that seems to have been through countless battles, and the poisonous spirit that swings the sword without hesitation with the intention of killing the opponent.

A piece of grass and a plank of paper are nothing compared to the life of a patrolman.

Although he is a member of the Seventy-Two, and is one of the ones who pays a lot of tribute, he is ultimately in a position close to the bottom.

If the general manager were to weigh the odds between himself and the patrolman, he would likely raise his hand by a narrow margin.

It was a belief that the general manager would laugh at and say was inflated, but the patrolman who thought so was just looking for an opportunity to escape.

“Oh my.”

Yeonjin’s eyes, looking at the patrol lion, were crooked.

“Hey, you’re running away to live alone? I can hear your eyes rolling from here. Is this the average loyalty of bandits? Up until now, you were saying that you had to be thin and long to bandit. And then you were drinking with your arm around my shoulder and you thought you were going to die, so you’re running away to live alone? ”

“What nonsense is that! Do you think Bonno would abandon the Dongdo of the Green Forest and run away?”

“Yeah.”

Yeonjin nodded.

This leaves the patrolman, who was actually planning to run away, at a loss for an answer.

As he hesitated, unable to find the words to respond, the gazes of the other bandits who had been holding their breath and watching the duel between the two masters naturally began to turn fierce.

“Are you really going to run away and leave us behind?”

“Is that a patrol lion?”

The bandits each added a word or two, and Jang Musan, who had been trying to befriend the handsome golden toad like a rice cake toad, watched with a betrayed expression.

Yeonjin, who had been watching the scene as if it were a farce, kicked her foot and laughed.

“What kind of loyalty do those bandits who eat people have?”

A new model that flew in like a shell once again.

Although it is a sword technique that clearly emits a benevolent energy that seems to symbolize the compassion of Buddha, it is swung with the intention of immediately cutting the patrolling lion in half.

If he had just given himself over to the attack, his upper and lower body would have been separated, so he quickly moved as if he were bending his waist using the technique of the Iron Plate Bridge to avoid the attack.

For a moment, the sight of the sword passing right before my eyes made my spine tingle.

‘That’s for sure. This guy has killed people before. He has no qualms about killing people!’

It’s a terrible poison.

How many people have you killed at an age that hasn’t even reached adulthood yet that you have such a sense of shame in your hands?

It’s not uncommon for the followers of the Jeongpa to kill a few easy-going bandits under the pretense of collaborating, but isn’t the current situation one step further?

This won’t do. If I stay here any longer, my life will really be over.

At that very moment, the patrol lion hurriedly gathered his energy to the Yongcheon point and was about to run away without looking back.

“What!”

The patrolman shouted in a panicked voice.

An overwhelming feeling of oppression, as if a ghost or a demon were standing behind you.

“Now you’re trying to turn your back and run away? Don’t you know the five precepts of the world? You must never retreat in battle. ”

Of course, the patrolman is not a Hwarangdo, so what does that have to do with anything?

But it was still good.

Yeonjin raised the energy of Cheonma Shingong from her dantian.

A spirit that is so clear that it can be seen with the eyes, and flutters like shards of broken glass.

And in addition to the sunset-colored sword energy of the Bokma Yeorae Sword, what covered the sword body was the great power of the Cheonma Shingong, which was sharp and violent like a saw blade, like a deep and dark abyss.

“Oh, no!”

“Okay!”

A single scream was the last word uttered by the patrol lion.

Common sense would tell you that if you turn your back to escape and then stop, there is no way to survive.

Even if it was just a brief moment of hesitation, when the spirit was subdued by the tyrannical energy of the Heavenly Demon God.

Crunch.

The blade swung sharply, piercing through the resistance of muscle and bone, separating the patrol lion’s neck from its torso.

Of course, the bandits of Chopyeongchae were terrified when they saw the sight of their patrolman, who had been bragging about being a master, dead with his back turned in an ugly manner.

Even the owner, Jang Musan, was trembling like an aspen tree and was about to speak to Yeonjin, who was wiping the blood off her blade.

“So, Sohyeop… … No, Daehyeop. What on earth, what on earth do you want?”

The way of addressing and speaking that used to be polite in the small group has changed to politeness.

That’s how bandits are originally. If you bow down before the strong, you can live a long life by stealing in the mountains.

Yeonjin, who had been staring blankly at Jangmusan, suddenly swung her sword.

A powerful blow struck with the back of the sword rather than the blade.

Boom!

“Ke, keeeek!”

Jang Musan, who had been hit on the back of his head with a sword, rubbed his head like crazy with tears welling up in his eyes, not caring about his dignity.

“Hey, go and bring me all the ledgers of your transactions with the Goldsmiths. ”

“Yes, yes?”

Jang Musan asked back with a blank expression, but when Yeon Jin raised her sword again, he ran as if his butt was on fire.

“As expected, you have to listen to what the loser says.”

This is not the modern era. This is the Central Plains. And this is also the martial arts world.

This is still an era where the saying, “If you’re beaten, you listen to what others say” is still in effect.

If you look at it that way, weren’t the instructors of the Demonic Cult who beat up Yeonjin and taught her martial arts true teachers?

Yeonjin, who had killed the patrol lion and the best master of the Green Forest Alliance, stood blankly in front of the corpse and thought.

* * *

“Is it really called the Bokma Yorae Sword?”

“Yes, Elder.”

Jongnampa’s second disciple, Dan-Bi, was in a state of confusion as soon as he returned.

The first reason is that he blew away the ronin, damaging some of the inns and causing damage to the civilians.

Of course, up until this point, it would have been just a matter of getting a little nagged, but the second reason is that I returned after letting that ronin go.

The Gold Battleground is a good source of income for the Jongnam faction, who pay a protection fee of more than five crowns of gold and sometimes make large donations.

Even if we leave that aside, if we receive protection money, shouldn’t we provide protection?

Therefore, Dan-Han-Bi’s actions are no different from receiving protection money but failing to properly protect it.

As a political party that values face, it is only natural that they should criticize the single-member group.

However, after listening to the explanation of the single-mindedly scolded elder of the Jongnam faction, he stroked his chin and muttered.

“I heard that the Bokma Yeorae Sword is a sword that has been used in Shaolin for over fifty years. It is Seonjae, Seonjae. Somehow, it has been connected and its lineage has continued.”

“Elder, if it is really as the small group said… … .”

“I said I would come back after subduing the bandits of Chopyeongchae, so let’s wait for now.”

In fact, it is quite a headache even for the Jongnam faction.

If what Dan-il-bi said is true, then Jong-nam-pa should punish Geum-jeok-jeon-jang, who committed such a heinous act in his own front yard, for being a protectionist and a traitor.

Because that’s a political party.

However, if the gold mine battlefield is punished in this way, the income of the Jongnam faction will decrease slightly, although it will not take up a large portion of the Jongnam faction’s finances.

It’s not exactly a welcome story, but if the monk of the Bokma Yorae Sword brings evidence, it would be right to take action.

The elder, who had thought so, answered that he understood for now and was about to send the single-headed man back.

“You were here?”

Yeonjin was walking confidently through the Jongnam faction grounds, holding a few tattered ledgers.

The disciple of Jongnampa who was caught at the entrance and given the task of guiding bowed his head to the elder, but instead of bowing, Yeonjin proudly held out the ledger she was holding in her hand.

“Okay, here’s the proof.”