episode_0160
by fnovelpiaAs Cheong took a step closer, Danunsak crawled away with one foot and one arm.
Anyway, I picked up Danunsak’s sword that Cheong had dropped and swung it a few times.
The center of gravity is excellent, the blade is blue without a single tooth missing, and even after drinking blood, it still sticks, so it’s not enough to be called a truly famous sword… …
blood?
Cheong folded his elbows and examined his forearms.
Blood flowed from a wound that was just a finger’s width apart.
It felt cold and throbbing for some reason.
But somehow, the subtle addiction of pain is not a bad thing.
Cheong said, looking down at Danunsak again with blood dripping from his fingertips.
“Give me the sheath.”
“D, I’ll give it to you!”
“I need it. Give it to me quickly. I feel dizzy maybe because I’m bleeding.”
Cheong took the scabbard and spoke again.
“No, why are you bothering the old man in Cheolbang with such a good sword? Do you use double swords? Is it the same in Moorim where there are no sane people among those who use dual swords? They say it’s a symbol of social disability.”
“Well, that’s not it. It is natural for any sect to covet such a cage… … ”
“What? of course? This guy is so funny. Don’t you think it’s natural to kidnap your grandchildren, sell them off, cut them off from work, and starve them to death?”
“That is.”
“If you live like that, it’s natural for you to get stabbed to death. If you have committed a sin, you must pay the penalty. Even if you cut off your head here, it is a natural death, so when you go to the afterlife and ask why King Yeomra died, you should answer that he died of course because he was a mortal. Got it?”
”Wait… … !’
Cheong walked forward with long strides.
Dan Yunsak crawled desperately, but the competition of mobility between two legs versus one arm and one leg was as different as the race between an insomniac rabbit and a tortoise.
Before I knew it, Cheong had thrust his sword under his chin.
“Don’t be ugly and put your head down quietly.”
“Please, save me, hehe!”
Cheong raised his sword.
Danunsak was blocking the front with his palm, but that was a defensive technique that only Cheong, who had learned a small amount of magic, could perform.
And snip!
“Ahh!”
A person whose head is cut off cannot scream.
However, the Danunsak, which was cut vertically from the palm to below the shoulder and split into two, was able to scream.
“You will die gracefully, why do you harm other people’s arms? That’s what happens when you use your heart like that.”
His right arm was missing below the elbow, his left arm was doubled, and one of his legs was crooked.
Ban Si-jin, no, if you leave even an angle, you will be put to death.
Nevertheless, he tries to survive and walks away with one foot, but his sincerity moves the sky, and unless a immortal on a cloud appears and saves him, he is already at a loss for life.
Cheong turned around without hesitation.
My arm was hurt, but I still picked up the Moonlight Sword (No. 9), so let’s call it Samsam.
The Moonlight Sword (No. 9) is longer and thicker than the Moonlight Sword (No. 8) and is half as heavy, so I liked its weight.
In Cheolbang, where the priestess brings weapons, a light sword is made because it is a weapon for women to use.
The same applies to the Moonlight Sword (No. 8), which is made lighter than the sword used by men.
It didn’t seem like he was wielding anything for the super-strong Cheong, so I wondered if this was what practitioners in movies with lightsabers felt like.
“What are you doing? Everyone kneel.”
Cheong spoke to the disciples of the Na Na faction who were only watching.
In fact, kneeling is a part of the basic training course that Safa practitioners learn as soon as they enter, so it becomes ingrained in them right away.
Looking at the students kneeling without hesitation, Cheong clicked his tongue and muttered loudly.
“Tsk. You listen well. I thought I had to cut down two guys for them to listen. Unfortunately.”
It is a sound that sends chills down the spines of believers who hear it.
It wasn’t like he was saying it for nothing; it was Cheong who succeeded in taking the initiative with just one word.
Afterwards, Tang Nan-ah was upset and slapped me on the back, asking why I got hurt again.
Then, he took out a piece of cloth from somewhere, wrapped it around it, and said, “I don’t have the confidence to stick a needle into the muscle that blocks the sword, so this is the best.”
As the bandage was applied and the thickness of the arm increased in real time, Cheong lost interest and screamed again.
“If there is one among them who sold off the half-elderly grandchild, raise a hand. I won’t harm you, so come out obediently. I swear on Master’s name.”
The oath that a martial artist of the right faction takes in the name of his teacher is an unconditionally verified truth.
Among the Sapa martial arts people, there are cases where the priests are enemies, so they do not communicate.
Even though their hands were excessive, they were, as they say, charlatans of the political faction, so perhaps that was why one of them slowly raised his hand.
“ character. Then everyone breaks the dantian. practice. right. Those who say I am the ultimate warrior are excluded.”
Then, one middle-aged man and two older men quietly stood up with relieved expressions and stood quietly to one side.
Somehow, the proud expression was a bonus.
“For the rest, you can give up either the danjeon or the head. If you don’t wake up for ten counts, I’ll break your head off myself. one. Two, where!”
Kneeling is a posture that shows respect or submission, and should not be used to gain momentum.
Then, even if your neck is pierced by a flying hairpin, you will have no excuse.
Even the boy who was bandaging him reacted at the same time, so two raindrops were added as a bonus.
Crunch… …
However, the fatal wound was to his neck, so Mundo, who dared to try to run away, crawled on the floor with blood foaming at his mouth.
“Four. no. I don’t understand. five. Will you die if your power supply breaks? six. Even if you save me, it’s a mess. Seven.”
Even if the dantian is broken, unless it is a special martial art, the muscles and open blood vessels remain, so what remains is a martial artist who can easily deal with ordinary people who do not know martial arts.
They are better than third-rate people who don’t know martial arts properly, but worse than second-rate people who know how to use energy even a little, so if I had to classify them, I would say that they are second-rate, half-armed in Jungwon-style numerical expressions.
“Eight. nine. Ding. Let’s see.”
Cheong’s eyes lit up and he looked around at the kneeling warriors.
Each of them had faint traces of blood around their mouths, so it looks like none of them broke their dantian except one.
It was then.
“This bastard bit his tongue and pretended to break the danjeon!”
Somehow, a public interest informant appeared, probably annoyed by the man who pretended to wake up without breaking the power supply.
After Cheong took the necessary punishment, he took out half of the gold coin from his jeon bag and threw it to the informant.
“ character. You are free now. get out. Now that you have a lot of money, be careful and leave.”
Public interest informant twitches his eyes. Thank you! He quickly left the manor with a loud greeting.
Cheong did not particularly stop him.
Originally, public interest informants should receive appropriate rewards and protection.
And then he held up the remaining half of the gold coin.
“Who needs Geumja? If you report a bastard who is trying to sneak away on his own without breaking the Danjeon, you will get half a gold medal. I lost my skills, so I need to have some living expenses for the time being.”
And then, oh my gosh, there are two more guys like Yamche.
An additional gold coin went out, and the two informants left the manor with half a gold coin each.
“Uh. What should we do… … ?”
“You guys are experts, so you have to let it out carelessly to use it. Would it be better to hand it over to the government office? Nanaya, please catch the demon blood.”
“Demon blood? Even if it’s top-notch, it’s just blocked… … ”
“Then should I destroy the power supply?”
Then the three climaxed and screamed.
“I won’t stop you!”
“I will be caught in the devil’s blood and calmly go to the government office!”
“That’s right. Please let them go.”
Just like that, the three warriors were caught by demonic blood and fell down on the floor.
At that time, Zhuge Yi-hyeon quietly whispered.
“Sister, the government officials at Jumajeom are in the same boat anyway, so if you hand them over, you will be released soon.”
“I know. But if you make an excuse to be a government official, don’t you think the devil will be caught quietly?”
Some acupuncture points had mysterious effects such as stopping bleeding by blocking internal energy, paralyzing the body, blocking the mouth, or causing sleep.
Seomunsu-rin personally pointed out the acupuncture points of his disciple that he should experience at least once, and the most terrible thing that Cheong felt was the blood transfusion and the putting to sleep acupuncture.
When I woke up, I had a terrible headache.
If it weren’t for that side effect, there wouldn’t have been any insomnia patients in Jungwon.
“As expected, sister. You truly master the art of deceiving others, and your dastardly schemes that take advantage of people’s psychology make me admire you over and over again.”
“Why do you feel bad when it’s a compliment? Next time, can’t you just think about it to yourself?”
“I’m sorry, sister. But as an inexperienced scholar, how can you resist exclamations?”
In the end, they said they would continue.
what?
Did I do something to upset Jegal?
Cheong tilted his head.
“ character. There, only the half-elderly child who sold his grandchild remained, and the rest dispersed. The feast is over and it’s time to go home.”
Cheong waved his hand and kicked the second-rate class warriors out.
“Uh, Daehyeop. How do I… … ”
“You will go with half an old man to look for his grandchildren. Rest assured, I will release you when the work is done.”
“Ah, yes… … ”
“Now. let’s go. Can you please take care of them and come to the room? Are you fine? If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”
Cheong pointed to the three peak masters who were possessed by demonic blood.
Gyeon Po-hee, who understood what he meant, nodded with a dazzlingly bright smile.
“Ah! huh! I understand!”
It would be a waste to just kill a master who is at his peak.
I need to feed my weak sister-in-law with living elixir and raise her up.
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When I returned to the bungalow, an old man was waiting with a rope tied to the beam.
“What is that unpleasant interior decoration?”
“Director Nam. How can I still live to see this?”
“Namyeon green onions are no longer available. I killed Munju.”
The old man’s eyes shook at that, but suddenly he became urgent and grabbed hold of Cheong.
“Who is my grandchild? Did you find it?”
“I heard it was sold at a black market. I’m going to get a refund because there’s a guy here who sold it. hmm? Is it okay to get a refund in this case? Jegal, what do you say when you go to buy back what you sold?”
“Wouldn’t it be worth repurchasing?”
Anyway, there are two months left until the martial arts competition held in May.
It’s good to go and play, eat, and wait, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to use the remaining time wisely.
“So, get rid of that ugly line and wait. Tell me a little about what your grandchild looks like.”
The old man’s fish-like eyes came alive again.
“Please find my grandson and Jagwon. I will do anything just to find my grandchild. I’ll make you a sword or anything else, and I wouldn’t mind even being a weapon craftsman… … ”
“That’s it. What is a weapon craftsman?”
“No need? I’m telling you this because you don’t know, but the work I made when I was young is called Seocheonggeom. How many swordsmen like me do you think there are in the world?”
“Seocheonggeom!”
Jegal Yihyun screamed.
Cheong said with a grin.
“Looking at Jegal screaming, it looks like he’s an amazing sword. What is the old man saying now that he won’t make weapons even if he dies? I guess they were proud of not making it because there was a story behind it.”
“That is.”
“Whether it’s threats or grace, if you force something you don’t like, what’s the difference between the two? It’s not like Munju said anything wrong. Is there a reason to be the same guy?”
The old man opened his mouth with a dumb expression.
Cheong giggled and continued speaking.
“If you say no refund or repurchase, I’ll beat you up, so take care of your health, old man. If I come to visit my grandchild and he is dead, there is no way anyone can take responsibility for it.”
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