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Side story 153. Soaked in blood (3)
Damn it!
Every time he struck down the Four-faced Demon’s sword, Lee Cheon-sang thought.
‘surely.’
Doheon’s vision was correct.
Practice martial arts before you hold a sword.
It meant that if you become proficient in martial arts, you will be able to develop quickly no matter what weapon you use.
After facing countless enemies, Lee Cheon-sang finally realized something.
Do-heon’s remark was not common sense.
Martial arts and Baektasul are good for training the entire body to learn martial arts. That is why every school uses martial arts as its basic technique.
In reality, it would be much faster and more beneficial for a swordsman to build a body with martial arts for a year and then learn to hold a sword, rather than training in martial arts for ten years and then holding a sword.
Do-heon is an experienced martial artist who started from the bottom and became the leader of the mad horse at a young age.
If so, he too must have tried harder than others to somehow improve. And he eventually found a way to become faster and better than others.
That must have been a deep training in martial arts.
‘But not just anyone can do it.’
Do-heon’s talent is extraordinary. That’s why he could come up with the idea that he had to practice martial arts deeply before holding a weapon.
Even if others follow that method, it is meaningless. The reason is that they will not have the vision and talent to match the essence of the martial arts to the essence of the weapon technique.
Do-heon must have realized that at some point, so he would not have recommended that kind of training method to just anyone.
But I did it for Lee Cheon-sang. Because I believed in his talent and his unknown power.
And Lee Cheon-sang met Do-heon’s expectations by more than ten percent.
‘Honestly and powerfully, like a straight fist.’
Shhh! Shhh!
The body of the four-faced ghost was pushed all the way backwards.
The single-edged sword is a weapon specialized for thorough cutting. It can also be used for stabbing, but it is not a commonly used attack method.
The tip of Yi Cheon-sang’s sword aimed at the body of the four-faced demon so naturally. It was as if he was watching a swordsman’s stabbing.
Powerful qualifications, a blow to the regime are transformed into magic.
‘what?!’
Even though I blocked it with my sword, the shock remained throughout my body.
It was as if an explosion of energy had occurred at the point of impact. I had never thought that there could be such a swordsmanship, a strike that saved the blow itself rather than piercing the opponent.
While the four-faced ghost is confused, Lee Cheon-sang’s extraordinary talent begins to bloom once again.
Paaak!
A two-pronged sword that extends halfway up the side of the four-pronged sword.
It was a quick and reckless charge.
Neither a swordsman with a three-inch long sword nor a swordsman with a continental-style sword (朴刀) common in the Central Plains could come this close. This was the distance control of a master skilled in fist, palm, finger, and foot and back striking.
‘Martial arts!’
You can’t swing a sword. If you swing it, it will catch on your wrist. At this distance, the bare-handed back attack technique is much more powerful than the large-scale movement technique.
The four-faced man realized it in an instant and prepared for defense, evasion, and counterattack in that order.
That was when.
‘… …?!’
Lee Cheon-sang’s upper body was pushed backwards.
The four-faced ghost’s eyes widened.
‘Step back?’
It’s not that I backed down.
As soon as he entered and gained distance, he lowered his posture by moving from a forward bow step to a mid-step sitting step, and at the same time slightly pulled his upper body out to create a radius for the sword.
It was a change that happened in an instant. He opened the way to the Taoist path with a firm and stable stance in the martial arts. Just by distributing the power of the left and right feet separately, the distance from the hundred-strike stance of the martial arts changed to the distance from the slashing stance of the Taoist.
Chiring! Crunch!
The consequences of the wrong counterattack were painful.
The Baekgoldo, riding down the blade, cut the inside of the four-faced ghost’s knee. Although it was unable to cut through the muscle, the magical energy that penetrated through the wound paralyzed the four-faced ghost’s leg for an instant.
Despite losing the ability to move momentarily, the four-faced ghost’s response was excellent.
Saaaaak!
At that spot, he blocked Lee Cheon-sang’s approach with the defensive technique Nan-geom-baek-sa (亂劍百蛇) and immediately aimed for Cheon-dol-hyeol with Il-jeom-sa-gyo (一點蛇咬).
It was a dazzling response ability. He didn’t back down in panic after being hit once. He calmly blocked the follow-up attack and even attacked, and his movements were as natural as flowing water.
Thump!
The four-faced ghost’s eyes shook.
His steel sword was lost in the explosion of lightning that burst through the air.
The countermeasures were excellent, but Lee Cheon-sang was also prepared for his opponent as he threw out two consecutive superpowers.
As if he had no intention of making a follow-up attack, he raised his posture even higher, deflected the one-point attack, and swung his sword diagonally from the upper right to the lower left.
Phew!
Another blow to the wrist.
It was much shallower than the cut on my knee. It was literally just a graze.
However, it was a psychologically much more threatening attack than the one that had hit his knee. This was because the spot where the Baekgoldo had passed through was the wrist of his right hand that was holding the sword.
If your leg is injured, it is dangerous because you cannot move or gain strength, but if your wrist is cut off, you will be unable to fight immediately. Samyeongui was a pure swordsman who had only swung a sword his entire life. It is not bad to be a hundred-beater, but Lee Cheon-sang was a veteran who had defeated countless masters with only martial arts.
The body of the four-faced ghost naturally retreated backwards.
It was an instinctive response. It was not conscious, but the body that retreated on its own. The will to unconditionally distance himself unconsciously forced his actions.
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.
Damn it!
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Once you start to back off, it’s hard to get strength back.
Once it starts to hit, it burns like fire.
The four-faced man retreated and Yi Cheon-sang charged forward. He used all his strength in his resilient lower body to gain distance for his weapon technique and struck with short, strong slashes in succession.
As a four-faced ghost, there was no way to avoid it. It had no choice but to face it.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!
The swords clashed, creating a magnificent resonating sound.
My wrists were tingling, my ears were ringing, and I was numb. I could feel my bent knees again, but I couldn’t seem to get out of the way.
‘There’s nothing we can do. We have to leave the battlefield for now.’
Just like Lee Cheon-sang, he can also rush at enemies who are fighting with his subordinates.
The four-faced ghost’s eyes quickly scanned Hongsan and Heopil. It was to go to the one closer to them.
That was when.
‘… …?!’
For a moment, my head went blank.
It felt like I had been hit in the back of my head. I couldn’t hear well. A stuffy, heavy pressure was pressing down on my head, as if I had gone underwater.
Crunch!
There was a diagonal wound on his chest.
It was a fatal blow aimed directly at the navel. I instinctively pulled my upper body away to survive. If I hadn’t, the enemy’s sword would have cut through my flesh and bones and even torn my heart veins.
The four-faced ghost’s eyes were bloodshot.
Woof. Woof.
Even when the swords clashed, there was no distinctive metallic sound.
It felt like my body had entered the deep sea. I could move my arms and legs properly, but all my five senses except for touch had become dull.
‘This is… …!’
Pavababak!
I was stabbed four times in an instant due to a loss of concentration.
Blood gushed out from all over my body. I felt a stabbing sensation, but there was no pain.
The four-faced demon swung his sword. The sword strike was aimed at the right collarbone of Icheonsang, below the spinning white bone.
Kwah!
The speed of Lee Cheon-sang’s reaction as he struck the blade with the tip of Baekgoldo’s sword was truly amazing.
What was more shocking was not the fact that his opponent had defended himself against his sword, but the fact that only a low, dull sound was heard when the swords, both filled with his internal energy, collided.
‘… … !!’
Only then did the four-faced ghost realize.
‘Sound work!’
The golden magic that had been gently rising from the Baekgoldo Island of Icheon has disappeared.
The energy that filled that place was a brilliant red. It was neither blood red nor a bright red like fire.
It was a deep, yet refreshing crimson color. The overflowing magic looked like the wings of a bird. The red smoke flowing past the double-faced skull, and the fleshless skeleton soldier’s back seemed to have wings of a great bird.
‘What’s that?!’
Paaak!
Even though my ears were ringing, the sound of an explosion from the rotating Baekgoldo rang in my ears.
The rotation of the wrist and the maximization of the kick. As the essence of the martial arts was incorporated into the sword technique, dozens of thread-like swordsmanships spun at the end of the semi-rotating slash and aimed for the body of the four-faced demon.
Pubber pubber pubber!
My hearing came back. No, it felt like it came back.
The sounds that burst from all over my body vibrated and brought out two extremely unpleasant emotions.
It was fear and resignation.
‘Who the hell was I fighting?’
Did he fight a martial artist or a Taoist monk?
Seriously, was it really right to fight the enemy?
The four-faced demon’s eyes became blurry. Several parts of his internal organs were torn off by the exploding pottery, and his left arm dangled.
The penetrating magic was circulating around my entire body like lightning, suppressing my internal energy. It was a different level of magic, a super-elevated magic that was several levels higher.
The four-faced man looked into the eyes of the two thousand-year-old.
The eyes of the enemy, who was wearing reddish clothes and wielding a pure white bone blade, were indifferent even in the midst of all this. It was as if he was looking at a butcher.
The four-faced man closed his eyes.
When I closed my eyes, what came to mind was the face, or rather the mask, of my superior, who had always been my friend since childhood and who had become distorted in some way.
‘I can’t remember your face anymore.’
Crunch!
The four-faced ghost’s head flew high into the sky.
“Phew.”
Lee Cheon-sang, who had won the last day, was holding his breath.
This was an opponent that required an explosive combination of attacks when pushed once. Although I could hold my breath for a long time, I had to draw down my internal energy to the bottom in a short period of time, so I was short of breath and dizzy.
But the results were good.
‘It’s not bad after all.’
He looked down at Baekgoldo Island.
The reddish magic dispersed and transformed into dozens of small birds.
‘It’s not a martial art you’ll use often.’
Red Phoenix Shock and Cry Magic Art.
Without even understanding the secrets, he used the core secret, the vibration and sound wave freezing method.
The secret was to deliver shocks with powerful vibrations and sound waves. Unless you can perfectly control that power, it will be as much of a burden to you as it is to your opponent.
Gulp.
A thin stream of blood flowed from Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth.
My internal organs shook a little because the vibration cancellation was not fully completed.
‘are you okay.’
I felt like I could have won without even having to pull out my red baton.
The problem was Heo Pil and Hong San. Of them, Hong San was dangerous. In a situation where he could only bring out half of his skills, he was up against a good master, so he was bound to be pushed back every moment.
‘… … .’
Lee Cheon-sang, who was looking at Hongsan, turned his head to Heo Pil.
Although Heo Pil was fighting well, he was unable to overwhelm his opponent. Rather, he seemed to be pushed back a little.
Paaaaak!
Lee Cheon-sang ran towards Heo Pil.
Hongsan was more dangerous, but I had no intention of going to help.
‘Prove it.’
Lee Cheon-sang was no longer a man driven only by efficiency.
As he gradually began to understand the relationships between people and the world of martial arts, he realized that, regardless of whether he analyzed it or not, there was a way for every warrior to prove themselves.
‘If I die, I’ll know that I’m nothing more than that. If I survive and don’t die, then I can have a drink.’
Flash!
Baekgoldo was shot towards Eundohae, who was fighting Heopil.