It’s quiet for a while, and only the sound of the wind blowing and birds flapping their wings and crying surrounds the duel arena.

    Dan Hwa-cheol and the swordsman’s expressions harden after quite a long silence.

    The three of us couldn’t defeat one, but if there were two of us, there would be no need to share swords any more.

    But wasn’t it already a matter of life or death?

    If I wanted to get out of here, I had to beg for my life in front of so many people.

    The act of begging for one’s life from an enemy is actually a disgrace worse than death for a member of the Central Plains.

    Dan Hwa-cheol and the swordsman exchange a look.

    Gritting his teeth, Dan Hwa-cheol prepared to die.

    The swordsman’s shaking eyes seem to be begging for his life.

    But wasn’t it said to fill in one person’s life rather than ending a life-or-death issue that has already been concluded?

    The Heavenly Fire Sword has already shown generosity, so if you beg for your life here, you will end up creating a world-class asshole.

    The three of them attacked and were defeated by a warrior as old as their child.

    Even though he was a female warrior and resorted to cowardly methods that were taboo?

    Ending with death is the only way for a heroic avenger to avoid becoming a laughing stock.

    Besides, if I ask for my life, will they let me live?

    To a Jungwon person, retribution means that the greater the humiliation one receives, the greater the honor one receives.

    This was the principle behind which Wolwang Gucheon, who ate the feces of his enemies, was praised as the best avenger, so anyone who did not take revenge after receiving this much humiliation would end up as a fool in history.

    So, you know that if you let him live, it will definitely cause trouble, but would you let him live unless you were an idiot?

    Therefore, the swordsman’s eyes gradually become colored with a sad light and stop vibrating.

    I accepted that I was at a dead end.

    If someone doesn’t show up, we have no choice but to win.

    It was then.

    A warrior walks up and rubs shoulders with the two swordsmen.

    “This is Yoo Seung-chan, the instructor of Guryongbang. It’s a pity that you are not in perfect condition, but I also have to have a head to put on the disciples’ sacrificial table.”

    “If you can.”

    The sound of weapons clashing is loud in the duel arena, which is filled with four people again.

    Cheong rolls and rolls on the floor.

    Deeng, the sound of the bells of the Buddha.

    A swordsman who has been properly hit by a heavy artillery technique falls to the floor with blood pouring out of his mouth.

    The contents inside the body, which had been melted by the mud, continued to pour out with blood.

    Still, it would have gone without pain.

    In its own way, it seems to be sent to the side of Buddha in a single blow, which is said to be an image of the Buddha.

    hmm? Is this what Buddha said? that’s right?

    Cheong tilts his head at the image of the Lord Tathagata.

    After the swordsman left, the new person who took his place was Myeongjunsa, a master of the fluffy Yuyeopdo sword.

    The fluttering blade causes changes that are not suitable for the Tao, so it is not easy to deal with them by clashing weapons.

    As he holds on with his body and grits his teeth, the skin that cannot be helped even with self-defense is torn to pieces, turning his uniform red.

    Suddenly, a evil light flashes in Cheong’s eyes.

    At that moment, Cheong’s sword spun around and was caught in reverse, so it twisted like a snake and burrowed into Yoo Seung-chan’s neck.

    Hundred Eight Sura Sword. Fifth second.

    Poisonous fruit.

    This is not a magic attack that I intentionally intended to use.

    It just unfolded naturally.

    Because the realization that came before me was whispered to Cheong through the mind of a magician.

    Have you seen the beast fight?

    In general, wild beasts do not take care of themselves when fighting, because every fight is a life-or-death matter of heartless nature that either kills or kills.

    Thus, even though the beast is torn and torn apart and sustains fatal wounds that will eventually lead to its death, it does not flinch from the pain and instead becomes angry and explodes with wildness.

    My whole body, broken and throbbing from being hit, muscles that were sore and convulsing, and wounds that were cutting into my skin, filled my whole body with a strange sense of pleasure.

    A strange surge of strength and a smile on my face.

    Humans are also beasts.

    Fight like Sura, advance through the blood-soaked path, and become the king of beasts.

    There is only one owner at the foot of a mountain, so cut down all the wild beasts, feast on their corpses, and declare that the world belongs to you.

    The blue eyes are ferocious and wild.

    Sulky eyes that are split vertically.

    At any moment, the flesh of a ferocious beast is bubbling and seething throughout my body, causing chest pain and making me feel as if I will explode.

    “Whooo.”

    Instead of roaring like a wild beast, Cheong lets out a long breath.

    Yes, this is Teen Magic Ball.

    None of them were easy.

    Even though I have a violent urge to bite the collar of every martial artist right now.

    Wouldn’t it be a bit out of shape to be swayed now?

    If Master knew, he would bombard me with honey chestnuts, asking why a bitch runs wild like a wild animal.

    The divine energy of the priestess gate of the Juyang Sesimgyeong responds to Cheong’s will and clouds her mind.

    Yan Emperor Shen Nong is an old emperor of the Central Plains, so he is a clumsy conservative old man.

    It is only natural that the Juyangse Heart Sutra, which was created by such a flame for his daughter, would calm her mind and awaken her to calmness.

    Blue’s eyes are once again dyed with the clear color of Taoism, but still do not erase a single ray of luster from the beast.

    Turn pain into strength. Like a beast.

    This is exactly what I need right now.

    Cheong arrogantly declares.

    “Next person.”

    The person who responded was a man named Jang Balsan from Ganghwa, Hunan Province.

    He was a giant who wielded a vicious iron gun with thorns hanging from both ends.

    And again, the denim breaks and rolls.

    And at some other moment.

    A sword aimed at the heart.

    At the same time, the barbed iron gun aiming at the shoulder and the colorful wave swells of the floating Yuyeopdo Island.

    Cheong’s eyes sparkle.

    Rather, as he takes a single diagonal step, he pushes the blade towards his side and thrusts the heavy blade of the moonlight sword at him.

    The moonlight sword penetrates into the enemy’s navel and exits through the nearby side.

    With a loud, piercing sound, the weapons that had been postponed to eliminate one person attack Cheong.

    Cheong’s shoulders are folded at a strange angle and fall forward, almost like the shoulders are cut out.

    It is as flexible as a creature with almost no bones.

    A strong Cheolgon passes through the air.

    But what about your back?

    At that moment, a burning pain as if a huge fire had burst onto the back came over Cheong.

    The back is full of stab wounds that look like wolf-shaped scars, making it an extremely miserable sight.

    Ugh, it hurts, it hurts. But it’s worth holding on.

    As for the back muscles, um. It seems to be fine.

    Should I say that this is a good performance against three extreme players?

    Rather than the injury, I am more concerned about the violent sneeze that barely reached the top of the palate and then went down, and the realization of harmony.

    Lady, I thought I knew something.

    It’s really just one end, just one end.

    A woman covered in rags and blood, but still beautiful, holds out her sword.

    “Next person.”

    Did you say it was shoe season?

    Cheong extends his palm to the guy’s face.

    The thumb penetrates the cheekbone and swings the tightly held head into the approaching river.

    Shashak, I couldn’t show my defense due to the terrible pain of having a hole drilled in my cheekbone.

    My entire body is mesmerized by the colorful oil leaf painting depicting the changes in the world.

    “Next person.”

    There are now none of the first three left, but there are still three enemies.

    When did your head break?

    ah. What was your name after getting beaten up by that bastard with an iron gun? Balsan, Jeongbalsan? what? Was it Mr. Jeong? For some reason, it feels good in my mouth.

    He had his leg cut off along with Cheolgon.

    A large blood vessel ran through my thigh, and since there were no doctors in the duel arena, the blood cooled down, forming a puddle on the floor.

    Next minute.

    I gasped, I think I vomited a bowl of blood.

    I looked down on the weak guy who attacked him with his bare hands, and I found out that he was a Qigong expert, not a martial artist.

    How can you shamelessly pretend to be a martial artist?

    No, is that smart?

    Is there anyone in the world who wouldn’t let down their guard after seeing a martial artist?

    However, Cheong’s strength has long since surpassed its peak.

    Since I tried to use the heavy fighting technique on a person who was more skilled than me, I guess they probably thought that he had run out of strength after a long fight.

    Due to the huge difference in internal energy, the qi and blood flowed backwards, and without wasting the time, Cheong instead pushed in the true qi in the opposite direction.

    The skin and muscles burst all at once, exposing the bare arm bones.

    It was only when I, the drummer who was screaming, had my head cut off, that the noise pollution finally stopped.

    Next minute.

    She was a female master of Sapa, a rare sight in Moorim.

    She said that she would avenge her husband, and that if a woman harbors resentment, frost will fall on May New Year, and even though the results did not match, she took advantage of the opportunity and poured out memorized words.

    She set a new record of surviving to change people five times.

    However, like those who memorize, they do not recognize the fact that they hit the same avenger three times and ended their life or death in the process.

    Next minute.

    The next avenger deceived Gyeongji.

    Not a climax, but a climax.

    And as soon as the fight began, he ambushed Sapa’s female expert and plunged the blade into his head, thereby avenging his execution, not Cheong’s, but his death after being hit by a deadly poison in a previous duel.

    Then, I found a poisonous dagger stuck in my stomach and collapsed, vomiting blood.

    The rest, who unexpectedly attacked him alone, had their heads cut off with a single sword.

    Three people had to deal with one person, but the remaining two were fighting among themselves.

    For that reason, Cheong stood alone.

    There were twelve miserable corpses.

    There is no longer a healthy area on the upper arms below the shoulders, which are clearly exposed.

    Her eyes were red with blood, her lips were bursting several times and blood crusts were visible, and her swollen cheeks were bruised.

    Her hair is scattered, her uniform is no longer intact anywhere, and instead of being worn, it is just soaked in blood and sticking to her body.

    However, the people’s eyes looking at the female warrior in such a pitiful state were filled with only reverence.

    Of course, it’s limited to onlookers, so I’m going to have to step out to see those sneaky Sapa bastards who don’t want to lose their appetite.

    Even those who shake their heads with tired eyes.

    The audience, who were always cheering and shouting in support, commentary, or betting, fell silent at some point.

    It may be because her beauty does not fade and shines despite her presumptuous behavior.

    Or, it could be the wonder of a warrior who ultimately won after going through all kinds of harsh life-or-death battles against three warriors of the same level.

    Or it could be fear of the cruel hands that cut a person four to six vertically apart, but fear is also an expression of respect.

    “Next-”

    “Stop! Stop!”

    There was a shout that cut off Cheong’s words as he was about to shout out what was next.

    “As a member of my military department, I know that it is not polite to interfere with the events of the martial arts heroes! However, even if you are not a martial artist, you will understand that it is not right to continue to decide between life and death! Is this really the law of your martial arts people?”

    The provincial commander was Wang Ssangryong.

    The reason why I watched until now was because Cheong did not give a signal to stop.

    In other words, it means that the Blue House has sent a signal to do this.

    Well, if I tell myself to stop because I’m tired and having a hard time, it’s not like I’m losing my spirit.

    Moreover, there will definitely be someone who will think that they are really tired and will jump at the opportunity.

    Therefore, when Cheong gave a signal by tapping the handle of his sword with his index finger, the provincial commander had arranged a kiss in advance to prevent the duel.

    “In general, when it comes to revenge, you have to make a clear intention and stand proudly before the world! Look, it is dizzy with the blood that has already been spilled, and there is no healthy part of its body, and it is barely standing in such a miserable state under the world!”

    Nevertheless, he did not avoid the person who wanted to ask him about his grudge.

    Also, since he stands proudly in front of the world, isn’t this something that all the world’s leaders should follow?

    So get out of here!

    The land you stand on is a military garrison given by the Emperor, and as the owner of the General Government, I will not allow any further invasions!

    “General, I am fine.”

    Cheong stumbles and tries to dissuade him.

    Then Wang Ssangryong raised his voice even more.

    “What is okay? ”

    “In the first place, you have to unravel what you have woven yourself. Agreed resentment is not something that can be postponed for one’s own comfort.”

    Exclamations erupt from all over the place.

    The reason why everyone’s eyes are sparkling is because of the amazing spirit of a female warrior whom they have just seen with their own eyes and heard with their own ears.

    To be more precise, my mouth was itching and my legs were trembling because I wanted to quickly spread this long-lasting saga throughout the neighborhood.

    “Hmph. Revenge is something that must be achieved through one’s own efforts. You have become weak because of the life and death you fought in a series of battles. Isn’t this not because of the struggles of the warriors who took the initiative and sought revenge?”

    How petty and pathetic it is to try to use someone else’s power to take revenge.

    So, even though General Bon respects the martial arts people, he will not allow you martial arts people to be cowardly anymore!

    do.

    Wow, General Lee is good at maintaining military discipline, and he also has the tongue of a general.

    If ability plus ability, isn’t he really a great general from some history book?

    It was a strange tongue that even Cheong could admire.

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