episode_0459

Cheong believes that his own state is transcendence (omitted).

If other people hear it, they may wonder if I’m criticizing myself by saying such a manly thing.

However, the Qing actually proved this by hunting down several Hwagyeong.

Almost infinite endurance.

The output is also extraordinary.

Among primates, it has the greatest physical abilities such as strength, endurance, balance, elasticity, and flexibility.

It is said to be the most powerful of any monkey.

What about intelligence that only increases rapidly when faced with a crisis?

Just like that bug, the bar teacher.

Therefore, Cheong has the right to speak of transcendence.

But what about Master?

Of course, Cheon Yu-hak is an expert in the Harmony Sutra, or simply the Flower Sutra.

However, since it did not exceed the limit of flowering scenery, it is not flowering scenery or super-flowering scenery.

Cheong knows that there is already a Chojeongjeong in enemy territory.

In this situation, what if Elder Il of Kang Pae-cheon and Cheon Yu-hak fight?

Naturally, Cheonyuhak has to fight against many people, and in academic jargon, it ends up being bullied or bullied.

So Cheong’s heart must be urgent.

You can’t inherit the divine investment yet.

Qing was not taught the secret of how Cheonyuhak always steals things so naturally.

Moreover, he does not have the knowledge of Shintu itself.

Cheon Yu-hak looked at his qualities well but failed to take his nature into consideration, so even if Cheong were to become a god immediately, he would only be committing a great sin to the world.

The Shintu of the time attacked and said, ‘Give it to me now! If you give it to me, I will take your life as a bonus!’ Because he will become famous in the world as a vicious robber, murderer, or soul thief.

In fact, Cheonyuhak can change his industry from a thief to an assassin if he wants to.

Still, because he is a Confucian scholar, he is an assassin.

An assassin is a customer who stabs.

In the Jungwon culture, a guest refers to someone as valuable as a master, so in fact, it is not a derogatory title but an honorific title.

This is because in the past, when trying to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, the sword was too short. ‘I should have used a long sword, not a dagger.’ It is to commemorate the righteous brother’s family who failed.

A great man who displayed a special suicidal attack, dying for the world even if he succeeds and even if he fails, cannot be called an assassin or anything like that.

So, in a polite way, he is an assassin.

As an aside, I would have been tempted to just offer a word of mercury to Qin Shi Huang.

Since I failed to stab him with a knife, he actually became more vicious.

Of course, anyone who looks at the actual form of mercury appears to be a true elixir, which is the limit of BC’s barbaric mineralogy and toxicology.

Qin Shi Huang actually suffered from mercury poisoning.

In any case, Cheon Yu-Hak does not want to burden his student with the karma of murder, even if he puts it in his eyes.

To Cheon Yoo-hak, who has no interest in women and does not have a wife or children due to his natural ability to play well and play alone, Cheong is already a precious student who is no less than a daughter.

Murder is a poison that sickens the mind.

The student, who was already soft, had a vicious heart, and in Cheon Yu-Hak’s opinion, even if he was depressed on the inside, he was rotten for a long time and was not normal.

So what should I do?

Even if the Buddhist priests lament, I have no choice but to ease the burden of my disciples.

So Cheon Yu-hak picked up a dagger.

No man in his right mind would decorate his most precious military tent extravagantly.

Unless you’re planning on spreading rumors around the neighborhood saying there’s an important person here.

However, the Sapa bastards are originally a bunch of insane human beings.

Without hesitation, Cheon Yu-hak headed to the largest house, and immediately heard an extremely disturbing sound.

Chop chop, the sound of flesh clashing against each other.

-You damn bitch, can’t you tighten it up? Damn, the Longmen Grottoes were opened up because she was a village slut. Am I fucking in the air?

Cheon Yu-hak’s eyes are trembling.

Maybe what the disciple said is right.

Is there any reason for people like that to be alive?

Apart from that, it is the perfect time to assassinate.

When a person is caught up in lust, even the most sensitive person cannot hear the sounds around them.

He said he could go in, cut off his head with a single knife, and get out.

Cheon Yu-hak crept into the house like a ghost.

However, what Cheon Yu-Hak did not expect was Elder Il’s strange castle wall.

A young guy who is obsessed with rape.

A woman who is already resigned and drooping, shedding tears in dull despair.

And the old guy who watched and held the sheep.

Elder Il and Shintu’s eyes meet.

“Master! Avoid!”

young master? A precious guy?

Shintu immediately throws a strong sword.

However, the master, who cares so much about my safety, immediately attacks me.

Kang Hwan, who misses, lands on his shoulder.

“Aaagh!”

The master’s scream.

Cheon Yu-hak immediately tried to finish the fight by spurring his body.

“Where!”

In an instant, Elder Il, who is in front of us, extends his sword.

A red river that leaves an afterimage in a straight line.

Cheon Yu-Hak also spreads the faint starlight unique to Shintu and pushes the side of the great sword with his gentle hand.

In just one meeting, Cheon Yoo-hak and Elder Il recognize each other’s capabilities.

‘You’re two numbers higher than me. It’s a big deal.’

‘He’s weak even for Hwa-kyung!’

Cheon Yu-hak’s face turns into a look of despair, and Elder Il’s spirit rises.

This is because Shintu is inherently vulnerable to fair one-on-one combat.

However, it can only be overcome through excellent intelligence and all kinds of tools of faith, i.e. stolen goods.

Cheon Yu-hak again holds the dagger hanging below his wrist strap.

The master kicked down the door and ran away, but the perverted old man in front of him was not in a good state to care about anything else.

Cheon Yu-hak slowly takes a step back and takes a stance while glaring at the enemy.

He is clearly aiming for a second attack through defense.

Elder Il is also unable to rush in and observes his opponent, looking for an opening.

In fact, Cheon Yu-hak was a junior, a nabal, and was just bluffing.

What do you have now?

Gyoryongsak, Umochi, smoke bomb, Cheonjamsa, seven daggers, knife needle in the shoe… …

Cheon Yu-hak’s head spins furiously, and he immediately comes up with numerous methods to determine what situation will lead to what kind of tool he will use.

Elder Il was shocked to see that.

Thinking that that bastard is playing a trick, he immediately rushes in with his sword in front of him.

What follows is a loud sound of weapons clashing.

As Cheong runs across the village, he sees a group of people rushing out in front of him.

Cheong frowns without realizing it.

A naked guy is running towards me, grabbing my shoulder and swinging an ugly lamb.

It looks like other guys followed suit after that.

what? Naked canter? Why only one?

Seeing this, Cheong kneels down and falls flat on the floor.

I wondered if a villager who returned late would act like this.

Of course it worked.

A warrior’s knees do not touch the ground carelessly, so if he is wearing a mountaineer’s uniform and is lying down with a net tied behind his back, he must be a mountaineer.

It can be said that Qing’s level of precision for slaughter is truly astonishing.

There is a sentence written by a great writer in the hometown of Qing.

The reason I kneel is to gain momentum!

The combination of transcendental hearing and spatial perception allows the blue to stretch its legs and fire at the appropriate time.

The dizzying speed provided by human-transcendent leg strength.

However, at that moment, time suddenly stops.

Lady, this bastard was naked.

The idea was to kick the crotch and use the momentum of the explosion to give Saekjeok a flying experience.

Of course, according to aerospace engineering, it is judged that the explosion is insufficient as a propellant.

The body only flies about half way up, but then gets caught by gravity and falls.

Still, the spirit is definitely a noble method of soaring into the unknown universe.

But that’s only when you’re wearing pants.

I can’t bear to kick the crotch of a guy who is shaking his head.

This is to protect the dignity of my feet and shoes, truly the bare minimum.

In a word, it’s dirty.

But humans can use tools.

The same goes for monkeys and apes, though.

Cheong happened to be holding a tool that could be used once and then discarded, so Cheong quickly sheathed the knife and drew a clear trajectory as if he was scooping it up in the direction of the sword.

In Cheong’s hometown, there is a sports game where a small ball is hit with a long stick and thrown into a hole.

If the game officials saw Cheong’s move, they would give him a standing ovation and say it was a touching move.

Everyone will be holding out their business cards and asking to write a new history, thinking that it is a distance that can be achieved with one shot even in a five-hole stadium.

The two small balls resemble a bank that has been trampled, and even that is not enough, and a crack like the branches of a giant tree extends through the pelvis.

Master, the body of Kang Pae-cheon and So Cheon-ju Kang Sak-mun flies backwards and lands in an unsightly manner.

Cheong whets his appetite.

The taste of the hand is said to be quite dull as it is said that the wick [large sword {moonlight sword (number 10)}] was driven into a tree (sword sheath).

Cheong shudders at the blood and other traces left on the improvised sword sheath.

I’m going to throw this away and make a new one.

But, it’s hard to pick up a good stick.

After that, a spark appeared in Cheong’s eyes.

“The enemy of my scabbard! I can’t forgive!”

“Young Master!” “Society Lord!” “Protect you!”

Those Safa bastards are shaking that young master and even putting him on the cheek.

A man cannot come to his senses when his romantic feelings explode.

Because the romance exploded.

Meanwhile, a strong-willed guy blocks Cheong’s path.

“Who are you! How dare you start a fight with Kang Paecheon!”

An idiot appears, verbally arguing with Cheong.

Cheong does not give up and fights back.

“When asking for your name, it’s polite to say my name first!? Because you’re a basic Sapa bastard, you don’t even know the natural order!”

“Oh! I am Kang Pae-cheon’s first rank, the highest ranking non-operational water tower leader! Reveal your identity!”

“I am Eon Yeon-young of the vile blood religion! Blood tax! Blood tax! Blood tax! Not guilty by blood! Breakfast blood! From now on, this hunting ground is controlled by this clan!”

“What! What!?”

A truly unimaginable identity!

The head of the water tower was startled.

“Do you mean that the blood religion has some kind of grudge against you that they are targeting Bon Pacheon!”

“A blood religion doesn’t care about such things! I just came here because I was bored, why!”

The head of the water tower was immediately convinced.

After hearing it, I found it to be true.

This is truly perfect logic.

And it was the strict law of the martial arts world to solve problems through force if logic did not work.

“Damn it! She is the evil woman of the blood religion! Take you there, Master, and the rest are the successful candidates! Chamryong, open!”

Meanwhile, Kang Pae-cheon’s warriors surround Cheong.

Even if they showed pathetic military discipline, it was peacetime and not wartime.

The position of Sado 10 Dae Cheon Seong was not won through gambling; it was Kang Pae Cheon’s warriors who stood up straight in the face of battle.

It was then.

“Sister!” “Sister!”

Two women stab the side of a successful candidate who was about to unfold.

Cheong was impressed.

How dare you jump in to help me despite such poor inaction!

While attention was focused on the two women who somehow got along well, Cheong boomed!

A black, mold-like energy spreads out in concentric circles around the Qing Dynasty.

The head’s pupils dilate greatly due to the unimaginable acceleration.

However, unmanned equipment truly reveals its value in the face of crisis.

Grinding his teeth, the head of the water tower swung his long sword.

A line of strength that runs horizontally with the earth.

At the starting point of that one stroke, the leader suddenly realized that this move would be the most outstanding move for me.

And when I defeat the enemy, I will definitely advance to the next level.

But I digress!

Boom, the attack that could have been the best move only splits the air.

There is no way to realize enlightenment from a missed attack.

This is because Cheong suddenly disappeared from sight.

And the blue is now overhead.

Fighters rarely jump by nature.

The reason is, first, that it is difficult to control one’s body freely, let alone steer in the air.

Because when floating, you become extremely vulnerable.

However, the advantage is that you can easily escape sight by using that blind spot.

Cheong raises his large sword and slashes the surging energy in a straight line.

The head of the water tower, who belatedly noticed the momentum, placed his hand on the blade and raised it.

The second reason why drones do not jump.

The power of Muin comes from the earth.

The force of falling from the air only depends on mass unless it is a special martial arts attack, so its limits are clear and the destructive power of the attack is poor.

Kang!

Nevertheless, the sheer force of swinging and pushing makes the head of the water tower bend his knees.

If the knee had not bent, it would have been Cheong who was thrown away due to the difference in mass.

However, as his knees were bent and the impact was absorbed, Cheong landed calmly instead of being thrown off, landing on the shin of the leader, who had already lost his posture!

The tip of Cheong’s toe pierced the head’s shin bone.

“Ahh!”

“It’s so loud!”

Cheong’s upright fist, the moonlight sword held in it, and the weight under the handle that protrudes long below the fist, sink into the shoulder of the head of the water tower.

It was a very accurate expression.

The weight penetrates the shoulder blade and sinks into it.

What kind of thing is a weight?

It is thicker than the handle to prevent your hand from slipping out of the handle, and the bottom is flat to add strength when stabbing.

How much force would it take for such an object to penetrate the human body?

What is certain is that at least a person with the strongest strength in mankind can do it.