episode_0403

thud!!

Sword and sword collide.

Jeongcheol’s sword collided with lightning like never before.

Nangapyorangdo (狼牙漂浪道).

If the Flying Dragon Twelve Swords, shown while defeating the clans of Sichuan Province, were Nangya Sword Jeongcheol’s famous swords, Nangapyorangdo was a secret sword used when dealing with powerful enemies such as the Hwangbosega and Jeomchang factions.

Nangapyorangdo is modeled after the movements and attacks of a wolf.

In animals with strong teeth, the strength of the teeth comes from the lower jaw.

Therefore, the upward slash, which acts as the lower jaw of Nangapyorangdo, is the center of swordsmanship operation.

Kagagak!!

Jeongcheol’s upward slash seemed to stand up to my sword.

Just before the collision, the hand holding the sword is reversed, and at the same time, the strength in the wrist is relaxed and the sword body is placed on one’s forearm. A ramp is created for the great sword to flow through, and the great sword that has lost its hit point instantly slides down the ramp.

Jeongcheol instantly changed his upward slash into a slash.

As soon as my great sword falls, I change my hand to the left hand and stab it up.

An attack that was fully expected from the moment the great sword slipped. Although he was unable to retrieve the sword, he twisted his upper body to avoid a single stab.

Paaaat!

I dodged the body, but there was a cool cut on my black lip. I decided to throw away the black lip, but I feel bad seeing it damaged like this.

The ascended sword turns over again and falls.

If just a moment ago it was the use of the lower jaw, now it is the slashing of the upper jaw. It attacks with long, sharp teeth and all its weight.

But Jeongcheol’s sword never touched my body.

Wow!!!

Because my greatsword, swung horizontally, canceled out the attack from Jeongcheol’s upper jaw.

Jeongcheol and I’s black lips shook as if they would break at any moment in the aftermath of the collision between the two forces. Jeongcheol’s hard face visible through fluttering black lips.

It seems that he expected that even if I somehow got into trouble, he would have the upper hand.

If we look at it according to the common sense of martial arts, Jeongcheol’s thoughts may be natural.

It seems Jeongcheol couldn’t read my resolve.

In order to overcome the limit and win the game, there is no other way than to attack with a single strike.

So did I simply think that of course I would have no choice but to choose the sword technique of killing with one strike?

Kuuk.

I grabbed my sword and prepared to move forward once again.

Jeongcheol You don’t know.

How firm was my resolve to defeat you.

What kind of sword did I learn before opposing Jeongcheol?

I learned Ilhwi Cheongun Sword.

What kind of sword was Ilhwi Cheongungeom?

It was a broad sword technique that could accommodate all types of general sword skills. Expanding my range of use by familiarizing myself with numerous tricks was a way to utilize my information to the fullest, knowing the martial arts the opponent had learned.

But I gave up that possibility to deal with you.

Just to defeat you, I gave up the possibility of possessing all the martial arts I knew, and learned the Gyeongun Musimgong, which contains the brain energy that cannot coexist with other energies.

In this vast world, where is the only swordsmanship using brain energy?

Nevertheless, we have reached this point by risking everything so far.

I only honed my one-shot special moves to crush Nangapyorangdo, which is a two-hit killer.

Just to take you down.

I came here, cutting off all possibilities.

I don’t know if this is the stage you prepared.

That determination too. Effort too.

And even the strength you thought you had honed might not reach me.

Gurgling!

Ilmunjikroe is spreading. The lower jaw begins to move to look at the liver again.

Jeongcheol’s movement clearly shows his intention to shake me by thrusting his lower jaw.

So I decided to break the lower jaw.

Cerebral dysmorphia unfolds.

Jeongcheol’s movements became urgent as he saw swords flying from three directions.

Even though it was split into three, it was too much force to handle with the lower jaw extended to see the liver.

Kugoogung!!

Jeong-cheol, who blocked the cerebrovascular accident, continues to take a step back, dissipating the remaining power.

Moving forward again.

Ilmunjikroe changes into Ssangyeongakjeon. Avoid Jeongcheol’s urgently swung sword with Samyeonghwanhwi. It surpasses the sword of Jeongcheol, which is kept in check by historical drama trust.

Jeong-cheol continues to thrust his lower jaw and tries to preserve his strength. The calculation would be that it would be a loss if it collided head-on with my sword, which focuses on killing with one strike.

Then the lower jaw. I’ll make it very tattered.

The third chosik of Dansa Paegeom unfolds.

Thunderstorm.

Kwagwagwagwagwa!!!

The great sword, which had continued to only move heavily, moved more fluidly than ever. The movement of the great sword, which was meant to split everything in an instant, became vicious as if it would pulverize everything.

Jeongcheol continues to retreat and swings his sword in a chaotic manner. At first glance, it looks like they are making wise moves, taking what is not fatal and shedding what is fatal, and taking advantage.

The onslaught continues.

Wooo!!

The flow of the brain ring, which extracts power from the rapidly depleting internal energy, stirred and a resonance sound like a scream was heard in my head, but I comforted the brain ring without stopping the offensive.

Isn’t it just a waste of energy with an unreasonable attack?

It was an offensive that some onlookers might have thought, but I know it.

No, I was sure.

Kwagwagwagwa!

In the end, unless he pulls out his upper teeth in this onslaught, Jeongcheol will only suffer losses.

Even in light rain, your clothes get wet.

“Ugh!”

How could Jeong-cheol be fine while standing in the heavy rain? In the onslaught, Jeongcheol’s entire body was literally eaten away as he was exposed to the fragments of Ganggi and the scriptures of Geomgang.

Has Jeongcheol also made a decision?

Wow!!

The thunderstorm’s sword, which had been hitting Jeongcheol’s whole body like a fish in water, stopped.

The ‘lower jaw’ is fully extended and the sword is bitten.

It was my first time seeing Jeong Cheol unfold this herbivorous dish, but as I watched it unfold, one name clearly came to mind.

Single-headed bipolar child.

As soon as his lower jaw catches my sword, the spirit spreads and Jeongcheol’s sword falls down from above.

The fifth step, which did not give up even in the midst of a series of screams, was unfolded.

Oh Yeongchuhon.

I thought about this while unfolding Ohyeongchuhon.

It’s not enough.

Because it was true that my sword stopped at the lower teeth of the single-pointed bipolar child, and as a result, it was bitten. Jeongcheol’s sword strikes twisted and falling, and the sword steel engraved in it. And in an instant, Jeongcheol’s view expanded and whispered to me.

There is no way to avoid this.

Therefore, I also gave the answer in my heart.

I expected this much.

I moved my feet again.

Even with the movement that led to the flowering of the sixth form, it still could not escape the radius of the single-pointed bipolar child. The corners of Jeongcheol’s mouth, revealed beneath the shaking bamboo ribs, could be seen slightly turning up.

Are you sure of your superiority?

Looking at that, I stretch out my feet again.

Chilroyongbyeon.

The direction Chiluyongbyeon was facing was straight ahead.

Wooo!!

Because my sword was already full of sword energy and was ready to fall.

The situation was clearly unfavorable.

Because while I was playing a thunderstorm, I got caught in the one-pole of Tang-qing double-pole and had to face the second pole that gained momentum.

Even if they went on the offensive now, it was only a belated follow-up attack.

however.

Because it was compatibility that could overcome these disadvantages.

Just as softness overpowers strength and speed, which does not allow change, overpowers change.

This is because the swordsmanship of a two-hit kill cannot overcome the power of a one-hit kill.

A single pole double pole and a lightning strike collided.

In an instant, the unarmored floor was reduced to powder and shock waves scattered as the fire fighter and fire fighter master clashed with all their might.

The hand holding the sword trembles, and the uniform covering the arm is torn.

The brain creaks naturally.

Geomgang requires continuous infusion of enormous strength.

A loyalty that is made to increase strength even at this moment.

The sacroiliac weight is used to prevent being pushed away by shock.

Even self-defense equipment to protect the body from the falling debris and shock waves.

As my whole body was literally absorbing my energy, my dantian suddenly became empty and the ring of the brain ring became weak, as if it would break.

Antagonistic sword strike.

Their toes dig into the ground to withstand the shock they inflict on each other. The soles of my shoes desperately cling to the broken, unarmed slab, certain that they would have been torn long ago.

A situation where no one can guarantee victory or defeat.

Nevertheless, the lightning strikes desperately until the end.

Jeongcheol, who was overcome by evil, made eye contact.

Jeongcheol’s gaze said this.

That I, who attacked first, would definitely win.

I thought as I looked into those eyes.

Is that the only reason you can be certain of victory?

Do you think that just a moment’s worth of advantage will be the basis for defeating me?

Instantly, numerous scenes appeared in my mind.

Going to a distant village, treating Sarah, and bathing in Bodhi Lotus Dam.

When he returned to Yunnan, he infiltrated Amryongmun to destroy the Apostolic Alliance.

While attacking Odokmun, he met Jeong Cheol and trained in Jinbeop for a long time.

They swept out the Sacheon sects of Sichuan Province and held a Sacheon Nangin Cup late exponent selection contest.

After that, he met Wei Seo-ryeon after meeting the reincarnation truck at Jungyeongsan Mountain.

He became a guest of the Demonic Cult and visited Cheonma Bigo while competing with Wei Seo-ryeon.

A long gambling match with Cheonma to win Thunderbolt.

Even the events that took place in Seomseobunta were chosen as a way to bring out Jeongcheol.

It was long.

In a truly long and eventful journey, I have met many people, sometimes helped them, and sometimes I have been helped to get to where I am today.

Those processes gave me confidence.

I have changed and grown.

He said he had surpassed the Jeongcheol in front of him.

Ugh! Ugh! Woooo!!

Does he at least respond to my thoughts?

Or was it my confidence that stimulated my brain?

I wasn’t sure which one, but the final force that would break the balance was added.

My sword, which was in a completely antagonistic state, slightly pressed Jeongcheol’s sword. Jeongcheol’s eyes widened and he tried to strengthen his arms, but his balance was already lost.

Jeongcheol’s feet, which had been holding on firmly, began to slip and the sword’s sword gradually sank downward.

My legs were bent, my back was bent, and my arms could not be fully extended.

Damn it!

And in the end, Jeongcheol’s sword cracks.

Kwaaaa!!

It broke in two due to heavy drinking.

The moment Jeongcheol’s sword exploded, Jeongcheol and I were immediately caught up in the explosion. Fragments of strong energy and excessively dense energy hit my entire body, and my almost empty body was swept away in the aftermath.

That’s it!!

Should I call him Junchi even if he is rotten?

He somehow twisted his body in the air and drove the great sword into his unarmed arm. The moment I managed to stand upright, leaving long scars, blood spontaneously leaked out of my mouth.

“Cluck.”

I felt blood entering my left eye as if a fragment of the river had passed over my eyebrow.

Instead of lifting my hand to wipe away the blood, I took a long breath. Rather than securing immediate vision, the task was to repair the severed ring of the brain and restore the strength of the limbs that were shaking due to exposure to shock.

The strength of the Danjeon, which has already reached its bottom, is scratched once again to maintain good fortune.

After completing the minimum first aid measures, I looked towards Jeongcheol.

“Ugh…!”

Although there was blood around the corner of Jeongcheol’s mouth, the internal wounds seemed deeper to me.

But such internal injuries were not the problem.

A sword that was more than half broken.

And Jeongcheol’s right arm was hanging limply, barely holding the shortened sword.

“Ugh!”

Jeongcheol gritted his teeth and tried to raise his right arm.

Scream!

Rather, the movement made him drop his sword.

The soldiers surrounding the unarmed group began to stir, and Jeongcheol’s eyes fluttered.

“I…lost.”

Ooooh!!

Sighs and shouts echo at Jeong-cheol’s declaration of defeat. Jeong-cheol stumbled down the unarmed path, and the crowd only glanced at him and focused all their attention on me.

It was a scene where the winner took all the honor and the loser seemed to disappear without even receiving any attention, but as I crossed swords, I knew for sure.

The final finale.

When the antagonism of that force is broken and the balance is completely lost.

Jeongcheol deliberately sacrificed his sword and gave up his arm.

Jeong-cheol, with his entire body intact except for his arms and minimal internal injuries.

Jeongcheol was thinking about running away.