episode_0290

“Senior, step back!”

“It’s dangerous!”

Black Cat and White Kirin complained and tried to stop me, but I drew my sword and spoke.

“This is the best.”

The escape route was blocked. The only way to survive was to defeat Jeong-cheol, and in order to defeat Jeong-cheol, I also had to risk my life and go on the attack.

…In order to attack Jeongcheol, who is having a hard time even among the best, there is literally no other way than a suicide charge.

Yeo Il-ye must have read the determination in my words and stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. The black cat also gritted its teeth and let out a roar, while the white cat lowered its posture and accumulated the strength to jump out.

Dang Do-yeon and Dang So-yeol also approached from the left and right, prepared to be exposed to attack power.

The party members seemed to know that if they continued like this, they would inevitably lose, so they silently prepared to pour out all their might.

It was truly a battle of great odds, with life at stake.

“Haaaap!”

It was the black cat that announced the start of the attack. The strong Gyeong, fired with the force of a roar, put pressure on Jeong Cheol.

As soon as the black cat’s sutra pressed Jeong Cheol, Tang So-yeol and Tang Do-yeon’s memorization split the air. In response to the attacks pouring in from left and right, Jeongcheol frantically used his sword to deflect the memorabilia.

Wow!!

At a time when his mind was distracted to respond to the black cat’s oral technique and his hands and feet were busy memorizing Dang So-yeon and Dang Do-yeon, Yeo Il-ye’s momentum stole Jeong Cheol’s attention.

Despite her internal injuries, Yeo Il-ye, who radiated strength like a cluster of stars, threw her sword at Jeong Cheol.

I was taken aback for a moment, but soon the thought that it was the best choice crossed my mind. In any case, Yeo Il-ye’s physical condition cannot accept Jeong Cheol’s examination and examination. In that case, it may be better to fire the sword with all your might even if the strength is blurred.

Wow!!

“Ugh!”

It works. Jeong-cheol, who received Yeo Il-ye’s thrown sword, was pushed back a few steps due to his strength.

The power of Yeo Il-ye’s high-intensity attack was also powerful, but it could not be fully countered because the oral energy was interfering with Jeong Cheol’s ability to deliver and deliver Gyeong and internal energy.

Damn it!

Ice flowers bloomed on Jeongcheol’s body, which was pushed back by Yeo Il-ye’s attack. This was because the body was pushed into the space dominated by Gueumgi’s career, which surrounded Jeongcheol and gave him a chill.

“I’m sick of it!”

Hwaaa!!

A vast amount of experience emerged from Jeong Cheol’s body. If I had not become accustomed to the vast flow of internal energy while traveling with Yeo Il-ye, I would have been shocked by the huge flow.

The moment when the vast experience blows away the black cat’s oral energy like a shock wave and restricts the group’s actions.

I realized that my opportunity had come.

Grumble.

I heard some kind of auditory hallucination.

Extreme extreme situation. Perhaps his determination to take a step that could be the last moment of his life was due to his insight into martial arts.

Gyeongun no heart attack

The clouds that surprise people have no heart.

In other words, it was a word that taught thunder, and now that I could hear the sound of thunder in my mind, I might have realized the essence of Gyeongunmusimgong.

As if to reassure me that my guess was correct, I immediately felt much more comfortable taking care of myself.

It condenses like a spring and builds up internal energy like an electric charge in the legs ready to expand.

The first type of Chilreobangwibo, which is one in the same as Gyeongunsimbeop.

Prepare for the Ilmun Direct Report (一文直雷步).

Just as the accumulated electric charge waits for a single moment of spark discharge to create thunder that shakes the air and lightning that tears the ground, internal energy that can explode at any time builds up in the legs.

A strong flow of reverence pounded through my body, but I ignored it.

Jeongcheol may have had no way of knowing, but his body had been thoroughly rolled by Yeo Il-ye’s hands. Because I have fully experienced the pressure of the vast sutra.

Of course, the weight of Yeo Il-ye, which is the peak, and Jeong Cheol’s Sutra, which is the end of Hwa-gyeong, were different.

If Yeo Il-ye’s sutra was just the wind, the flow of Jeong Cheol’s sutra was like a sandstorm.

Even so, the tips for holding on were similar.

Kwaaaa!!!

When the flow of meditation pounding my whole body reached its end, I opened my eyes and looked ahead. Whether by coincidence or design, Jeongcheol was looking at me and our eyes met.

Pajik.

In video media, gaze is often expressed as lightning. Have you ever seen a scene where two people are staring at each other and lightning flashes out of their eyes?

A spark flew in my heart as I looked into Jeongcheol’s eyes.

A certain emotion rose up in an instant. Is this hatred? Is it anger? Or is it sadness? A feeling that cannot be defined was instantly overflowing.

It felt like something hidden in the bottom of my heart, in a place that even I didn’t know about, suddenly popped up.

But those feelings were quickly washed away.

Quaaa!!

A spark flew, and the power of the Light Cloud Heart Attack that had been condensed in the leg exploded. Even though it was only a split second, a burning pain followed, as if the muscles in my legs were being torn apart. But the price of such pain was clear.

At that moment, I became a ray of lightning.

Of course, it didn’t become real lightning… but it was fast enough to be described as such. It’s hard to believe that I can rush at this speed.

Am I at a crossroads of life and death?

I looked at Jeongcheol with the feeling that the moment seemed to stretch infinitely. I felt Jeongcheol’s eyes widen as well, as if he hadn’t expected my speed to be this fast.

But soon Jeongcheol’s expression became distorted with sorrow. If he could, he would have killed me four times.

However, it was not easy to put it into practice.

Dang Do-yeon’s whip coming from the side and Hyuk Kirin’s attack, which is obviously coming from behind, will be following me.

For a split second, I was convinced.

This worked.

The picture I was drawing in my head was gradually matching reality.

The black cat’s oral prowess eroded Jeongcheol’s career, and Jeongcheol, who could not endure it, released his inner strength at the risk of great damage. As a result, a power vacuum was created. Nara’s team exquisitely dug into the gap, and as a result, Jeongcheol was forced to make an easy choice in the gap.

Will you attack me or will you hit Dang Do-yeon’s whip?

If both sides respond, they won’t be able to handle Hyeok Kirin’s attack that comes after them.

Dang Do-yeon, Hyeok Kirin, Yeo Il-ye, and Black Cat. It was all the best, but even the best has its highs and lows. In terms of the level of martial arts he had achieved, Hyeok Kirin was the person closest to Hwagyeong among the group.

Hyeok Kirin, who was originally at the peak of maturity, has even achieved enlightenment.

No matter how pure he is, it is impossible for him to be defenseless and take the full blow that (True) Hwagyeong’s Hyeok Kirin will deliver.

Once I made that decision, I felt a little more at ease.

No matter what decision Jeong-cheol makes, the only thing at risk is my life, and the group will be able to return alive.

As the situation unfolded where I would die alone, I felt the burden on my heart being lifted away. With a relieved mind, I used the cultivation method again.

Rumbling.

I heard the sound of thunder, which was weaker than before, but I didn’t care and filled my healthy legs with energy.

It was clear that Jeongcheol had followed us. I don’t know how long they followed us, but it was clear that they had been watching us for at least a day or two. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have discovered us disguised as enemy troops, and they wouldn’t have even thought of driving us into this cave and finishing us off.

There was a way to live there.

If Jeongcheol had really been watching us and looking for an opportunity, he would have also watched me practice. In that case, Jeongcheol must have an accurate understanding of my capabilities and limitations.

At best, how would my current appearance appear to Jeongcheol, who remembered me sweating profusely while using the Ilhwi Cheongungeom? Wouldn’t it be judged that he made a truly unrivaled effort with all his might?

And that judgment was actually the situation.

That is, until I heard a thunderous sound in my head.

As a result, I got a chance to move my body just once.

As I looked at Jeong-cheol’s eyes filled with murder, I could feel his determination to kill me at this opportunity, even if it meant risking being caught under Dang Do-yeon’s whip.

I didn’t even think that I would completely avoid Jeongcheol’s attack. It was a business where one had to sacrifice one’s limbs, risk serious injury, and save one’s life.

Just once. After leading Jeong-cheol’s attack, he escapes with his life saved.

As I looked at Jeongcheol with such resolve, I saw something being taken out from Jeongcheol’s arms as time passed slowly.

And even the image of Jeongcheol throwing it into the path I was rushing through.

A dark red thing that is bumpy but has a circular shape. It was an object that I knew well, as it had an appearance that resembled a rock attached to lava.

Inside the explosion.

Although it contains gunpowder, it is an object that acts as a bomb in the world of martial arts, unable to produce the force equivalent to exploding a sealed oil jar.

An object that causes an explosion comparable to a bomb even with a small impact when the inner energy is activated by inserting inner energy into it. As soon as I saw that such an object was about to fall in front of my nose in a parabolic curve, I immediately exploded my remaining energy and unleashed a single-faced lightning strike.

Quaaa!!

It was impossible to escape the blast radius. In an instant, a tyranny hit my body, and hot pain covered my body. The best I could do was raise my hands to protect my face, and as my whole body flailed in burning pain, shocks ran down my back.

dump!

And this time, the pain shot up in my shoulder. Even while I was struggling in pain that I couldn’t even moan, I somehow tried to open my eyes and understand the situation.

My ears were ringing and my eyes were out of focus due to the shock, but I was still able to grasp the situation.

Looking at Dang Do-yeon throwing the whip and running towards him, I wonder if the whip was cut by Jeong-cheol’s sword.

I could hear the tinnitus in my ears, but perhaps the taste had gone away, and I could vaguely hear the heavy drinking of Jeongcheol and Hyeok Kirin colliding with their swords.

ah.

It’s over.

While my whole body was throbbing, such a thought occurred to me. Heukmyo has also pushed his oral pronunciation to its limits, and the same goes for Yeo Il-ye. It was difficult to classify Dang So-yeol, who was weaker than me, based on his strength, and Dang Do-yeon also poured out all his memorization and even tore his whip.

Hyeokkirin still had all his strength, but since he did not have the personnel to properly demonstrate his strength, he would soon be subdued.

I remembered Jeong-cheol’s explosive response and made a sound that I couldn’t tell if it was coughing or laughter.

It was an obvious story and an obvious ending.

It’s just a simple story about a ronin preparing a means to save his life in an emergency, like throwing a secret sword.

The obvious conclusion is that the strong challenged the weak and lost.

regret.

Those were the only words that came to my mind. I was under the illusion that I was a god simply because I was a prominent figure in the world of gaming.

Jeongcheol was the strong one, and I was the weak one.

It is often said that winning is strength, but if that is really true, then why divide the strong from the weak?

The strong can make a comeback no matter how many times they are defeated as long as they do not lose their strength, but for the weak, just one defeat means death.

Intoxicated with confidence that it was just a stagnant thing, I forgot that fact. I ended up erasing the character Yong-maeng from my mind among the choices that should not allow for even a single loophole.

The results were now unfolding before my eyes.

Dang Do-yeon’s dagger broke and he fell, spouting blood from his mouth.

Tang So-yeol also rushed forward, but Jeong Cheol knocked him down with one kick and was unable to get up.

Stab wounds were carved on Hyeok Kirin’s body as they exchanged sword strikes. It was a shallow wound that would have healed in half a day if I applied Geumchang medicine and prayed for it, but the problem was the gum cavity that penetrated during the wound healing process. Because my vision was blurry, I couldn’t see Hyuk Kirin’s expression, but it probably wasn’t a very good expression to look at.

Instead of imagining Hyukkirin’s expression, I wriggled my arms and legs. The leg was hopeless to begin with. Because they were overworked to the point where they couldn’t move before being hit by the bomb.

So I tried to move my arms.

I had to do something. Even if I had to die, I wanted to save at least one person.

I was thrown into the wall by the pressure, and when I fell to the ground again, my right shoulder was shattered and did not move. At least my left arm was shaking.

in action.

Slowly. Very, very slowly. The left arm moved.

Hyeok Kirin’s sword flew through the air. Blood was flowing from the corner of Hyeok Kirin’s mouth as he flopped backwards and turned over in reaction. This is a situation where Jeong-cheol can hit Hyeok-ki-rin’s head at any moment.

Looking at that, I desperately sent an order to my left arm.

Tell me to move.

Fortunately, I was able to move my left arm in time.

Sigh!

In the silence where everyone could only hear heavy breathing, a rock I threw hit the floor and made a sound.

Jeongcheol’s eyes turned to me. Jeongcheol’s eyes turned deadly as he looked like he had forgotten me for a moment. I mumbled something, but my half-dead ears couldn’t capture the sound properly.

“Senior!”

“No!”

Hyeok Kirin tried to get up, but fell down. Hyeok Kirin, who suffered internal injuries that prevented him from moving properly, simply stretched out his hand forward.

“Ha….”

Looking at Jeongcheol standing in front of me, I sighed in regret. Jeongcheol, seen from a close distance, had sweat on his face and deep fatigue was evident in his eyes. Considering only his internal energy reserves, he used up a huge amount of internal energy against Yeo Il-ye, who was above a decent level of fire, and in that state, he released additional internal energy to shake off the black cat’s oral energy.

Is it just that?

Since he swung his sword quite a bit to counter the long-distance attack, he seemed to have lost a lot of his stamina.

It’s a shame.

If I had done a little better, if I had held on a little longer, I might have really had a chance of winning.

Did he convey the disappointment mixed in with my gaze? Jeongcheol’s face was greatly distorted. The skin-piercing feeling of death was a bonus.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I felt like it was going to kill me five times. I don’t know if I’m going to suffer from a miscarriage or something. While thinking about that, I was watching Jeongcheol raise his sword.

I suddenly felt a strong energy. Jeongcheol looked back in shock, and I also moved my head with difficulty.

Ssss!!

The identity of that energy was that of a black cat. As the black cat’s energy suddenly increased, I realized what the black cat was going to do and opened my mouth.

“….just…leave it.”

However, the sound that came out of my throat was not a cry, but a dying groan. I desperately tried to raise my left arm, which was still able to move, but the black cat only shook its head.

Where could the black cat, who had pressed Jeongcheol by scraping his inner strength to the bottom, emit such strong energy?

That wasn’t a skill.

Seoncheonjingi.

The intention is to burn one’s lifespan and cause chills. If you use the Congenital True Qi, you will definitely die. Once I started using Seoncheonjingi, I couldn’t stop.

As soon as those premonitory symptoms ended and even once the innate Qi left the body, the black cat’s life could only burn helplessly.

therefore. stop.

please.

“Struggling…”

Jeongcheol’s goal has changed. I took a step towards the black cat that still had the strength to fight off my head.

It was then.

I blinked without realizing it.

Someone wearing a bamboo hat was standing with his hand on the black cat’s shoulder.

how? Suddenly?

When I saw someone saying something to the startled black cat, I thought I had seen something wrong, so I forced my eyelids, which were not moving properly, to open and close them.

This time he was standing in front of me. Although you couldn’t see the inside of the bamboo shoots, the long white beard on the lower part of the head suggested that it was an old man.

“Don’t move.”

A truly enormous and pure energy poured out from the old man’s hands as he played with his hands. When it comes to brain energy, it is normal for it to be rough and difficult to control, but the energy that the old man breathed into me with his hands traveled through my entire body as if it were one with my body, infusing vitality into it.

Qigong treatment, which was only an emergency treatment, instantly restored my body. Although it was not completely cured, my body stabilized, my tinnitus lessened, and my eyes became clearer. All I had to do was infuse my energy and caress my body once, and this effect was achieved.

Perhaps he was overwhelmed by the sight of the old man walking between me and the black cat that was literally five feet away in the blink of an eye, so Jeongcheol was also hesitant.

I looked at the old man blankly.

The old man asked in a somewhat humorous voice.

“You, where did you learn the Gyeongun Musimgong and Chilreo Bangwibo?”

And a completely unexpected question came out of the old man’s mouth.