Episode 121Moment of Decision (3)
âHuh?!â
âhmm? âWhy are you doing that?â
âHehe, no, old man. âMy back felt tingly for a moment.â
âHas it been bitten by a bug?â
âI guess so.â
Yeon Ji-pyeong massaged her back, exactly under the nape of her neck.
âwhat? âIs it really a bug?â
It felt like something sharp was stabbing me.
It bothered me, but I decided to ignore it. Now was not the time to worry about insect bites.
âHmm, letâs take it out soon.â
Cheeeeeek!
As it was hit by the cold mountain wind, the red-hot surface of the sword gradually darkened.
Yeon Ji-pyeong opened his mouth wide.
âItâs amazing.â
The old man burst into laughter.
âHow many times have you not seen it?â
âStill! Ugh, itâs hot.â
âStay back.â
The old man put the heated sword into a huge water jar.
Cheeeeeeeee!
In an instant, gray-white smoke spread throughout the surrounding area.
It was extreme heat and humidity. The water that filled the jar quickly boiled.
âHehe, I just need to hit you one more time.â
âWow.â
âIs it that interesting?â
âyes! Itâs so amazing. âI want to try making one too.â
It was a rather presumptuous remark, but the old man burst into laughter. Yeon Ji-pyeongâs bold voice was full of innocence. That is what captured the old manâs heart.
âIf you are thinking of starting your journey as a craftsman in earnest, come visit me any time. âI will teach you the basics.â
âHehe, maybe thatâs too much.â
âHehehe!â
âBy the way, itâs really amazing. âI didnât know it took so much effort to make one sword.â
The old man said in a cheerful tone.
âNo matter what happens in the world, it is difficult to achieve good results if you do not put in your sincerity. âIsnât martial arts like that?â
âthatâs right.â
âSo treat it well. âHe is a friend who will overcome rough times together with you in the future.â
âOf course! I still canât believe it. Is it really okay to receive the old manâs sword? âHeâs young.â
âOops! Just like a craftsman, a warrior should not be judged by his age. If you are qualified to hold a sword, you will hold it. âYou are worthy of my sword.â
âHi-Hi.â
âIt is a sword made of good iron without any impurities. âThe power of the sword will vary depending on how much you care for it.â
ââ¦.â
âhmm? âWhy are you doing that?â
ââ¦.â
âPyeong-ah?â
Yeon Ji-pyeongâs eyes deepened as he turned his head and looked at the mountain peak on the other side.
The old man was inwardly surprised.
There is a faint anticipation in the clear and deep eyes. It was a look that Yeon Ji-pyeong had never shown before.
âThese are indeed the eyes of a swordsman.â
After a while, Yeon Ji-pyeong turned his head again.
âsorry. âI guess I felt wrong.â
âHehehe.â
âWhatâs next? âI canât wait to see your next work!â
âI have to beat it again. âI probably want to end this.â
earth! Taaang!
The sound of a hammer striking metal rang out beautifully.
The sound was so magnificent that at first glance it sounded like the sound of battlefield drums.
* * *
Whoa whoa!
The bodies of the two assassins were torn in half by the swinging light dragon blow.
bang!
The Gwangryongbu will not be restored again. When he swung, he left it as he swung and smashed the head of the shooter who was far away with a single swing from the left.
With one ax blow and one punch, three assassins lost their lives.
Bullfight!
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes lit up.
As soon as three shooters were lost, the shooters in the front line retreated. It is to overhaul the system.
âItâs pretty good.â
Are the assassins deploying their tactics?
Anyone who knows Moorim will scoff at this, but the assassinsâ forward-looking attacks are threatening in a different way than those of the combat units.
Itâs because of temperament.
Bababababaak!
It felt like sparks were flying in the empty air.
âOh myâ¦â
The assassins advance in a horizontal line.
The speed was nothing special, but the problem was the troops behind it.
Assassins are as good at exaggerating killing as they are at killing. Amplification, convergence, condensation, and divergence are freely possible.
Two hundred such professional assassins each unleashed their wildest murders, so much so that my vision became dizzy.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs expression became as cold as ice.
âAt this level, it would be good to consider them as the most elite.â
In the past, I got involved with guys called Cheongrang sent by a famous family.
But they were only half the story. Although they are praised as experts in murder, their power begins with shaking the opponentâs psychology.
They are also great powers, but their power is not concentrated. Since it is a very difficult battle, you can easily deal with it if you prepare an unwavering determination and an efficient strategy.
These were different.
Papa papapang!
The dark weapons fired by the sprayers lined up at the rear fell in a parabolic curve.
Each one is as small as a fingernail. But the number exceeded hundreds.
Yeon Ho-jeong took a strong step forward.
Quang!
Fallen leaves piled up on the floor rose into the air. The line of the front line was slightly disorganized.
Faaagh!
Yeonhojeong, who rushed into the Baekhogun Limbo, immediately began his offensive against the Tigers.
Huh! Pow!
Two escaped, but three could not. Red blood filled the air.
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong saw the front line shooters bringing long barrels to their mouths.
Babababababaak!
Dozens of poisonous needles were fired at Yeon Ho-jeong.
Paang!
Since I have practiced the divine method, evasion is easy. Yeonhojeong, soaring high in the sky, captured the assassins lined up at the rear.
âThatâs a lot.â
The difference between seeing it from afar and up close is significant.
A swarm of assassins are glaring at him, each drawing a weapon. It was a sight that chilled my stomach.
âThis is itâ¦â
Who on earth sent the assassin? Where do these assassins come from?
All such doubts have been thrown away.
Yeon Ho-jeong, faced with the assassinsâ mass attack technique, felt the instincts of a dark emperor hidden deep in his heart stir.
Paaaaang!
Yeon Ho-jeongâs body descended at an incredible speed.
It was a method of thousands of pounds. It was a high-level Qigong technique that used internal energy to increase weight.
Surprisingly, the place where Yeonhojeong landed was behind the front line.
In the midst of assassins.
Quang!
The beast came down to the ground holding a huge ax and swung a storm-like onslaught.
Puff puff puff!
Dozens of assassins standing around Yeonhojeong were torn to pieces and blown away.
It was tremendous power.
In addition to Yeonhojeongâs unique martial arts skills that he had honed so far, he also awakened the life of the Emperor of Darkness. Whether it was a one-on-one battle or a one-on-many melee, no one could stop him now.
âAaaah!â
Pow! Pow!
The Gwangryongbu, which was over 80 pounds long, moved lengthwise and horizontally, tearing the assassinsâ bodies apart like rags.
Wooooow!
The blue Byeoklajingi strengthened the body, and the techniques of the White Tiger, the Great Emperor of the West, swept away the assassins.
It was a series of very fast and powerful attacks. The bodies of the assassins who were caught off guard were being shattered indiscriminately. In a short period of time, as many as 40 people died.
Pabababak!
Of course, the assassins did not sit still.
The target, Yeon Ho-jeong, had incredible skills, but in the end, he was just an animal trapped in a cage.
The assassins each brandished their weapons.
Awesome!
It is an attack coming from all directions: front, back, left and right.
There was not a single place to avoid. If you dodge into the air, the moment you jump, the shooters who were prepared will fire a memorized weapon.
âThatâs interesting.â
A lot of white tiger energy was concentrated in both the left fist and the Gwangryongbu fist held in the right hand.
Buuuuung! Blah blah blah!
Most of the shootersâ attacks were misaligned in the aftermath of the spinning and swirling fire.
Sigh! Suddenly!
Three or four sword images were also engraved on Yeon Ho-jeongâs body.
It wasnât deep, but the problem was the poison on the blade. The assassins poison any weapon. Expensive extreme poison was impossible, but paralyzing poison was essential.
The assassinsâ eyes glowed with flesh.
Got it.
Just one wound and itâs over. The powerful paralyzing poison will blunt the opponentâs movements.
They had no doubt that they believed that.
Quang!
The red fire energy created a terrifying energy wave.
Yeonhojeongâs new form, engulfed in red energy, became as fast as lightning.
Burbubbuk! Quaaaang!
It was a race of death with heavy drinking. In the blazing Suzakugi, Blood Wing Hwicheon (è¡ç¿¼æ®å¤©) of the extreme speed blew away one axis of the line.
Sigh!
The flesh exploding again and again and the blood net embroidering the sky seemed unrealistic.
Although Yeon Ho-jeongâs body was wounded several times by the assassinsâ attacks, he never got tired. No, as time passed, the movement gained momentum.
At that time, one of the assassins standing in the rear shouted.
âOpen!â
Faaagh!
The sprayers dispersed at an alarming speed.
Give up the siege attack and retreat first. The opponentâs skill was too great to kill and eliminate in a melee.
âWhoop!â
The sight of Yeon Ho-jeong, breathing heavily, was like that of a general who had overcome a large army and survived with his horse. He had dark markings all over his body and had more than a dozen sword wounds.
Hahaha!
Yeonhojeongâs energy wave, which was wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth and spewing out deadly energy, was like a gigantic dragon fist wind.
Sageuk, the leader of the killers, stuck out his tongue.
âWhatâs so strong?!â
It wasnât a particularly advantageous terrain, so he jumped right into the middle of the assassins and took on them head-on, but in that short period of time, he lost as many as seventy shooters.
It was such an amazing sight that, uncharacteristically, the order to spread out was delayed. This meant that Yeon Ho-jeongâs martial arts skills were impressive.
âAre you telling me to launch a siege attack against such a monster? âYouâre completely crazy.â
As the historical drama was internally grinding its teeth, Yeon Ho-jeongâs mouth opened.
âI donât think you will be willing to tell me, but I still have to ask. âTsk!â
Yeon Ho-jeong, who spat out spit mixed with blood, glared at the historical drama with murderous eyes.
The historical drama flinched.
âWho instigated it?â
It was a surprising statement.
Iâve heard questions like who are you, where did you come from, why are you trying to kill me, etc., but this is the first time Iâve heard someone ask who instigated it.
This probably means that things like this are common for Yeon Ho-jeong. In other words, he could be said to be a master of anti-assassin warfare, having experienced this type of situation countless times.
The historical drama opened its mouth.
âWhere did the girl I was with go?â
âYou know what to do.â
ââ¦I guess it doesnât matter.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes sparkled.
âIt was me, after all.â
These guys just have to catch themselves. I thought so, but it was the moment when I became convinced that I was the target.
âWait silently.â
Mukbi was not as far away as historical dramas think.
âYou have to wait until I give the signal. You must remain completely hidden.â
When dealing with a siege attack, attacking head-on was reckless.
But he chose that recklessness. It was because of a feeling of discomfort irritating a corner of my head.
At that time, the historical dramaâs eyes sparkled.
At the same time, Yeon Ho-jeongâs fist swung backwards.
Whoa!
The white blow that shot out like a gust of wind blew off one of the sprayersâ heads. It was a murderer who tried to throw a poisonous needle on the back of Yeon Ho-jeong, who showed a gap.
The historical drama was depressed.
âDamn it, there was no word that it was this strong!â
He was a monster who excelled in all areas, including martial arts, senses, and combat skills.
âI canât do this. For now, I will step back and observe the situation, then attack with night-time assassinations.â
Isnât it okay to just kill them anyway? I did ask for siege killings, but it was inevitable when things got to this point.
Sageuk raised his hand and shouted.
âGo down the mountain! Attack again at nightâ¦.â
Pugh!
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes sparkled.
Sageukâs eyes seemed to blur and he fell down. When he fell, there was a round hole in his chest.
âIf you have heard the request, you should follow it. âI paid all the money.â
Behind the rear shooters.
A blurry shadow was walking leisurely.
âYes, it was that guy.â
There was no need to plan a strategy, but that was the reason why he used himself as bait and took on the fight head-on.
âButâ¦I guess I canât do it anymore.â
Yeon Ho-jeong asked.
âIs that you?â
Mong-ui, a middle-aged man, nodded.
âYes, itâs me.â
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