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Side story 209. One-Won-Won Comics (9)
Kwarrung!
The woman dodged by rolling on the ground, sending out black auras in all directions.
The explosive sword energy that flew in all directions did not allow any threat to approach. The earth and trees exploded indiscriminately, protecting the woman’s body.
Swish.
The woman who got up from her seat glared at Lee Cheon-sang.
The sight of Lee Cheon-sang standing beyond the thick layer of dust was dreamlike, as if he was looking at a scene from a dream.
“You, how did you… … .”
Phew!
A powerful horse that pushes forward while pushing away dust.
The woman who had been swearing inwardly also stretched out her hand to the pressure point.
bang!
The clash of chains and shackles brought out a world of nothingness.
The woman, who had been preparing herself for the thought that he would appear again like a ghost, felt a chill at the sight of Lee Cheon-sang running towards her like the wind.
‘f*ck!’
None of his attacks were predictable.
I expected it to suddenly appear in the air, but I never expected it to unfold its magic armor and strike down.
Furthermore, looking at the figure of Lee Cheon-sang charging straight ahead, she realized that the strange magic that appeared out of thin air just a moment ago was also a lie in the long run.
Although there is no variety in each move, he is leading the flow of the fight. With Lee Cheon-sang’s movements going back and forth between prediction and unpredictability, the woman can no longer even guess what kind of attack her opponent will make.
Hwaaaaak!
The body of Lee Cheon-sang, who was charging through the dust, was surrounded by a translucent black armor.
The woman screamed.
“Just break it through with force!”
Flash!
Once again, the explosive magic sword cut through the air.
At that moment, Lee Cheon-sang planted both feet on the ground.
Kwakwakwang!
The charge was blocked, and the explosive sword that was supposed to strike the Ma-Hwang-Gap had to travel longer than expected.
Papak!
It was Bukcheon Mahyebo, not Chilbogunrim.
Not only was it incomparable to the Seven Treasures, but the Bukcheon Ma Hye Bo was also an excellent technique. Lee Cheon Sang, who had escaped the radius of the Explosive Blood Sword in one breath, shook off the Ma Seon Tan Ji Gong.
This was also an unexpected reaction. And yet, the sharpness of the attack was deepening as time passed.
Pupupupu!
I was smashing the wind with the explosive magic sword, and it felt like the hand holding the sword was going to be torn apart.
I thought about blocking it with the Ma-Hwang-Gap, but even the Ma-Hwang-Gap would weaken if it were to continuously block such a strong wind. The weakening of Jin-Gi’s shield would mean that the damage would penetrate the outer wall and reach the interior, which would cause internal injuries.
‘The flow of the fight is back… … .’
The woman who was about to counterattack with the Man-ap-geum-ma-jang felt her eyes suddenly go dark.
Shhh! Tata-tang! Shhh!
Lee Cheon-sang’s ability to adapt to martial arts could only be described as innate.
He alternates between shooting the magic arrow with his index finger and the magic bullet. In the process, he forcibly bends the trajectory of the magic arrow to aim left and right as well as up and down, and even creates a slight time gap.
Only then did the woman realize.
‘That guy is too good at fighting!’
A high density of true energy means a high level of martial arts.
The difference in density becomes greater the higher the skill level, and the higher the skill level, the more likely it is that the skill level will ignore most variables and crush the opponent.
However, the woman had never experienced a real battle. Of course, with her heaven-given talent and fearsome senses, she showed fighting ability that was no less than anyone else’s, but unfortunately, her opponent was a seasoned general who had fought from the bottom and developed from there, and had talent far beyond hers.
Although his martial arts skills may be one or two steps behind, Lee Cheon-sang’s actual combat ability, which has always been strong enough to fight against enemies stronger than himself, was strong enough to make up for the one or two step difference. Furthermore, his ability to interpret his opponent’s martial arts on the spot and use them as if they were long-practiced techniques was far superior to that of a woman.
Paaaaah!
The woman quickly retreated to the rear after blocking the remaining damage with her Ma-Hwang-Gap and deflecting all the magic lines with her Explosive Magic Sword.
“… … .”
Lee Cheon-sang did not dare approach her. He read her intentions from her evasive movements.
Sararak.
The woman standing on a thick tree branch asked coldly.
“Lee Cheon-sang, right?”
I already know, but you’re asking again.
Lee Cheon-sang answered with a still indifferent face.
“Yes. I am Lee Cheon-sang.”
“……good.”
The woman turned around.
“We will meet again.”
“Did you roll your tail?”
Wince!
The woman who was about to fly up the tree branch was momentarily unable to move due to that simple provocation.
The woman growled.
“You will surely die by my hands.”
“I’m not really interested in you, but next time I see you, I’ll kill you.”
He speaks as if he is much more expert.
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The woman clenched her teeth. For a moment, she almost swung her sword, unable to contain her anger.
But that couldn’t be the case. She trusted her intuition more than her pride. If she had reviewed today’s fight and developed further, it would have been different, but if she had continued to fight, her life would have been in danger. She hadn’t come here to die.
grasp!
In that way, she, who had picked a fight without permission, disappeared, leaving behind only feelings of anger.
“… … .”
Lee Cheon-sang, who was looking at the spot where the woman had disappeared, was lost in thought for a moment.
‘The reaction is average.’
I deliberately said something harsh to see the woman’s reaction. But the woman disappeared without showing anything other than her outstanding survival instinct.
‘The successor of the nameless martial arts… … .’
Just as the White Bone Demon gave her the Nameless Sword, that woman must have also received the Nameless Sword from another Demon King.
Of course, that Demon King would be Jasodaema Yeondeung. Since he has also mastered his own unique martial art, the Explosive Magic Art, it can be said for sure.
‘How many people are there?’
The White Bone Demon gave himself a nameless sword, and Jasodaema gave the nameless sword to the nameless woman.
It may not be such a bold deduction to assume that all of the Ten Demon Kings are holding different types of nameless magic items.
‘Jasodaema held a grudge against me. The bad relationship started when I dealt with his grandson. But that’s not why he sent a woman like that. If he wanted to deal with it, he would have done it himself.’
Of course, he won’t be able to come forward easily since the White Bone Demon is behind him. Even if the result is the same, there is a huge difference between sending a subordinate to try to kill him secretly and coming forward yourself.
‘It seemed as if he was rushing in to test my level. He seemed to be willing to die, but there was no fierce murderous intent in his attack.’
He had a natural will to kill, using the natural will to kill, but he could not see any real will to kill.
Lee Cheon-sang felt his head start to hurt slightly.
‘There is not enough information to interpret this situation. We can make some rough guesses, but hasty guesses can be more fatal than ignorance.’
Lee Cheon-sang decided to leave the existence of the woman aside for a moment. No matter how much he thought about it, there would be no answer. It seemed he would have to ask the White Bone God himself about this.
Instead, he thought about something else.
‘They said it was a magic wand and a magic gap.’
Lee Cheon-sang extended his index finger toward the fallen tree.
A transparent magical energy surged through numerous blood vessels like lightning, then gathered at the tip of his index finger.
Phew!
A gust of wind that pierced through trees with incredible penetrating power.
Lee Cheon-sang looked at his hands.
‘That’s strange. What did that look like?’
In the gap between life and death.
Lee Cheon-sang had an intuition that the magic spell the woman had used was a martial art of the unknown warrior. And he somehow felt that he could use that magic spell.
The moment that thought occurred to me, I could see how she used her magic to create the wind.
It was truly a fascinating thing. It was as if a giant map of the human body had been drawn with intricate brush strokes.
‘Is it a top battle?’
The depth and breadth of Lee Cheon-sang’s upper body are comparable to those of a master of extreme martial arts who has broken through the limits of martial arts and begun to break out of the grand framework of martial arts.
With that level of upper-level combat ability, you will be able to roughly figure out how your opponent uses their true energy just by looking at their attacks, throws, and the range of their qi.
However, it is not to the extent of showing the flow of true energy running through the blood vessels. Of course, if you are born with a special talent in that area, it may be possible to copy martial arts with an ability that goes beyond common sense.
Naturally, Lee Cheon-sang did not have that kind of talent.
‘If we have to put it into words, it was just a map, but the shape of the map was not actually visible. Rather than visual information, it should be seen as a cognition that mobilizes all five senses.’
Lee Cheon-sang, feeling embarrassed, let out a sigh without realizing it.
And then he realized that he had let out a sigh for the first time, unable to overcome his frustration.
“It’s getting weirder and weirder.”
These were the days when I felt like I wasn’t myself.
Didn’t you see the Heavenly Horse in your dreams? The magic that you had practiced so well left your body on its own. It was fortunate that at least some magic of a non-attribute nature remained.
And now, I can even see the flow of energy moving in other people’s bodies.
It was an amazing ability, but Lee Cheon-sang couldn’t be happy. He wasn’t even familiar with the emotion called joy, and if he didn’t know why such an ability had been manifested, then this wasn’t a gift, but a bomb.
Lee Cheon-sang looked up at the sky.
Even though I had just fought a life-or-death battle, I was filled with only anxiety.
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“That’s unexpected.”
The face of the White Bone God drinking tea was indifferent, almost cold.
“I never expected you would knock on my door.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course. You and I, aren’t we entangled in a bad relationship?”
The White Bone God looked at the man standing under the pavilion.
It was a calligraphy.
“It’s not just a bad relationship, it’s a bad relationship.”
“Yes, it’s a bad fate. In fact, if the civil war situation wasn’t so complicated, it wouldn’t be strange if someone drew their sword first.”
“If that were the case, I would never have done anything that would have gotten me in the elder’s bad graces. Because the moment you draw your sword, my life will be gone.”
“Unfortunately, that’s not the case right now. So even though you came to me like this, I had to force myself to have the patience I don’t really want to have.”
Seopil felt a chill run down his spine.
Baekgol Shinma has always been a very easygoing person. But he is openly saying that he feels that his patience is reaching its limit.
For a moment, I thought I had entered a den.
‘No, I knew you were a sucker. There’s no need to be scared again.’
As I kept getting more and more distracted, it seemed like my emotions were increasingly taking precedence over my reason.
Seo-pil said with as little expression as possible.
“I came here to make that bad relationship as beautiful and valuable as possible.”
“Of course, bad relationships can be beautiful and valuable too. You just have to add some desperation to them.”
“I am talking about coexistence, not conflict.”
“I can’t believe the words of Kirin, who assisted the military commander and held a firm grip on the political scene of our school. Of course, you also guessed that I would be distrustful, right?”
“Yes.”
The White Bone Goddess carelessly threw away the teacup she had finished drinking from.
The teacup thrown outside the teahouse shattered with a crash.
“If you can’t convince me here, our bad relationship will become very serious. So choose your words carefully.”