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Taejonbirok Volume 15 Episode 21
Chapter 87: Lazy, Real (1)
The mind is calm.
Wi Yeon-ho was staring at the bloodthirsty demon with calm, sunken eyes. From the moment he sensed that his opponent was stronger than him, his head began to move differently than before.
Wi Yeon-ho's basic way of thinking is to avoid causing incidents as much as possible. Those who have observed his actions may question this, but Wi Yeon-ho is 'involved' in incidents, not 'inducing' incidents on purpose.
If it was Wei Yanho's misfortune that the person who hated incidents the most was born with the fate of being involved in incidents, then it was unfortunate.
But now things were different.
No matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn't escape his current situation. Now, what he had to use was not his brain, but his sword.
That situation was sharpening Wei Yanho's concentration.
‘What the heck is this guy… … .’
Tension rose in the bloodthirsty demon's body.
The seven emotions in Wei Yanhu's eyes, which were staring at him with his sword aimed, were disappearing.
'Is this possible?'
Of course, Wei Yanhu can be strong.
Age and strength are not proportional. Just because someone has been around for a long time in the martial arts world doesn't necessarily mean they are strong, and just because someone is young doesn't mean they are weaker than someone older.
But the study of the mind is different.
A young warrior may be strong, but it was nearly impossible for a young warrior to maintain a mind like Myeonggyeongjisu. It was not something that could be born with. It was something that could only be done when the mind had been rounded out by countless waves of the world.
At least that's what the madman thought.
But now, the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor had no choice but to admit that he was wrong. The young warrior in front of him was displaying perfect stillness.
'Is this possible?'
The face of the madman was distorted.
If possible, there is only one reason. It is because he has already experienced countless battles at such a young age. However, it is absolutely impossible for him to remain unknown until now.
“I really wonder who the master is.”
The sword that Wei Yanhu is using now is definitely not the sword of Guangdong Wei. It is the sword of the light-blooded demon who has already experienced Wei Zhenghan. And if the sword of Guangdong Wei had such a distinctive appearance, there would be no one in the world who does not know it.
A sword that emits light.
If this sword is from the Guangdong Wei family, the Guangdong Wei family would have been forcibly renamed to the Guanggeom Wei family long ago. It is such a distinctive sword.
That means that Wei Yanhu learned not the martial arts of the Guangdong Wei family, but a different sword. And the one who taught him the sword must have trained Wei Yanhu this harshly.
The moment he realized that fact, a cold chill ran down the bloodthirsty demon's spine.
There is no rule that a master is necessarily stronger than his disciple. However, anyone who can train the young Wei Yanhu to this extent must be stronger than Wei Yanhu.
The appearance that Wi Yeon-ho is showing now is one that could never be achieved without fighting countless times against someone who is overwhelmingly stronger than him.
But what if Wi Yeon-ho's master is alive?
It's a terrible thing.
The Gwanghyeol Demon Emperor believes that the Shingyo is the strongest, but he is not fanatic because it is invincible. If they were invincible, they would not have withdrawn from the Central Plains so vainly because they lost the Great Demon Emperor in the past.
He had not forgotten that crushing failure and had eliminated all variables, but now an unimaginable, enormous variable appeared before him.
'I guess I'll have to check.'
The bloodthirsty demon opened his mouth quietly. What he wanted to say was, 'Is your master alive?' But he couldn't say it. The moment his mouth opened, Wei Yanhu's sword swung as if it was going to pierce his mouth.
“Ugh!”
The bloodthirsty demon was startled and struck down the flying sword.
Okay.
However, Wei Yanhu's sword did not collide, but retreated smoothly in the direction that the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor's hand was striking, and then drew a strange arc and cut off the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor's head again.
A breath of air escaped from the mouth of the bloodthirsty demon.
'It's soft?'
Instead of blocking Wei Yanhu’s sword, the Blood Demon quickly extended his hand forward. They were both stabbing at the same time, but the way they were being used was different from before.
Wei Yanhu's sword, which inevitably sacrificed speed in order to use a flexible sword, could never be faster than his hand. If things continued this way, his hand would tear Wei Yanhu's body apart before his sword.
And at that moment… … .
Paaaaang!
As if it were natural, Wei Yanhu's sword changed the flow and flew in at an incredible speed.
"urg!"
The elbow of the bloodthirsty demon, blackened by excessively concentrated magic, blocked the path of the sword flying towards his neck.
'Let's stop this for now… … .'
Kwaaaaaaaang!
The body of the bloodthirsty demon was thrown to the floor as if it had been thrown.
The bloodthirsty demon, who had been rolling around on the floor, raised his head, spitting out dust, in a manner befitting his reputation.
But surprisingly, the emotion on his face was not anger, but confusion.
'What the heck is this?'
The demon king couldn't help but be astonished.
'What the heck!'
There are countless swords in the world.
Some people pursue the mighty sword, while others pursue the quick sword.
There are many swordsmen in the world, but the center of the sword they use is different for each swordsman.
The shaman pursues the soft sword, Namgung pursues the heavy sword, Hwasan pursues the illusionary sword, and Cheongseong and Jongnam pursue the transformation sword.
However, no sect can use all of those swords.
A shaman who focuses on oil will inevitably lack a certain amount of stamina, and a Namgung who pursues a heavy sword will inevitably lack a certain amount of energy. Because heavy things cannot be fast, and soft things cannot be violent.
That is why every swordsman takes a sword that suits his or her characteristics and discards what is unnecessary. It is better to strengthen one's strengths than to compensate for one's weaknesses.
But the black sword that Wi Yeon-ho was showing now was completely outside of that common sense.
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The sword that was flying cheerfully becomes fluid, the fluid sword mixes with illusion, and then that illusion turns into pleasure. And at the last moment, it comes into contact with a broken sword.
How could the nature of a sword used by one person change so freely? This was something that even as a mad blood demon who had spent his entire life pursuing martial arts in the new religion and martial arts world, he could not understand.
'How in the world is there such a sword?'
I thought that Wei Yanho's black sword was basically a medium sword based on a quick sword. It was quite a unique idea to stack quick and quick multiple times to create a medium. The dazzling sword energy that was released in the process created a halo that covered the world.
Strong and amazing.
But that's it.
It wasn't enough to deal with the mad demon.
However, the series of connections that Wi Yeon-ho had just shown were so fantastic that even the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor could not help but gape in amazement.
It's easy to explain, but it was literally the blink of an eye when Wei Yanhu swung his sword and the bloodthirsty demon tried to block it but it bounced off. How could it be possible for the nature of the sword to change so many times in such a short period of time?
The bloodthirsty demon slowly raised his body.
Even though he was a madman with a violent temper and was nicknamed “madman”, he was not at all humiliated by the fact that he was beaten to the ground by that young bastard.
Wei Yanhu's age had long since disappeared from his mind.
Instead, something else came to his mind.
Mangeom (萬劍).
A name I only heard of in legends.
The legendary Mangeom, which is said to contain all the swords in the world… … .
“What is your relationship with Mangeom Baekga?”
Wi Yeon-ho aimed his sword without answering.
The bloodthirsty demon nodded his head after seeing such a sight.
“Yes, I guess there’s no need to say anything. I’m learning from you at this age. When it comes to competition, such things have no bearing whatsoever.”
The bloodthirsty demon smiled without realizing it.
'It's been a while, I feel like this.'
My heart was pounding.
At some point, this task stopped feeling like a mission. Meeting a worthy opponent is always exciting for a warrior.
“I guess I might get nagged a little.”
Wood crunch.
His entire body began to twist and twist, his bones cracking. His muscles twitched and his entire body turned black.
“Demon body?”
Jang Il, who saw the change in the bloodthirsty demon, was terrified and shouted.
“Wei Yanhu, be careful!”
But Wei Yanhui didn't show any reaction.
“What is that?”
What showed a reaction was the pendulum swing.
“Ma-Hwang-Cheon. This is the poisonous martial arts of the Gwang-Hyeol-Ma-Jeong.”
Jang-il said with a tired face.
“I don’t know the exact principle, but I heard that a body in which the Demon Emperor has manifested can even repel sword energy.”
“Not black spirit, but black energy?”
"okay."
“……Is that even possible in common sense?”
“That’s stupid.”
Jang-il clenched his teeth.
It is a cult because it is not common sense. Isn't it because there is so much ignorance that is completely incomprehensible to their common sense of learning the true art that the cult is called a cult and treated as a cult?
And how many people have lost their lives because of that ignorance and common sense?
‘No matter how much you say it is a miracle… … .’
The Bloodthirsty Demon Lord is the bishop of the Demonic Cult. If you think about it calmly, it is impossible for the current Wi Yeon-ho to handle the bishop of the Demonic Cult, whose power is hard to see…
"I!"
Before Jang Il could even organize his thoughts, Wei Yanho rushed at the Gwanghyeol Demon Emperor in a low posture. Even with their extremely trained eyes, Wei Yanho’s body appeared to be stretched out at such an incredible speed.
A stab with the same weight and force as the running speed flies into the neck of the bloodthirsty demon.
The Gwanghyeolmaje couldn't stop Wei Yanho's stabbing. No, he didn't even think about stopping it.
Kakakan!
The sword of Wei Yanho, which had stabbed the neck of the Bloodthirsty Demon, made a sharp sound and bounced back.
"crazy!"
A curse came out of Musan's mouth. It was such an absurd situation that Musan, who usually didn't say anything except to shout out his dislikes, cursed. How could a person's neck deflect a sword?
Even though he is the bishop of the Demonic Cult, he must at least keep to the minimum standards!
But Wei Yanhui was not at all flustered.
Kang! Kakang! Kang!
Even though he confirmed that the stabbing was not working, Wei Yanhu did not back down. In an instant, more than a dozen sword strikes repeatedly stabbed the neck of the bloodthirsty demon.
“Huh!”
The bloodthirsty demon stepped back, covering his neck with his robe.
And at that moment, Wei Yanhu's eyes began to shine.
“Chat!”
The moment the body of the Bloodthirsty Demon was thrown backwards, Wei Yanhu jumped slightly into the air and raised his sword.
A dazzling light emanates from Wei Yanhu's sword.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
A ray of light covers the body of the Blood Demon Emperor.
One more! Another more! Another more!
Every time he swung his sword, light shot out from the tip of the sword and flew towards the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, causing continuous explosions. The surroundings became bright as if it were broad daylight.
After striking the sword a dozen times, Wei Yanhu flipped over and kicked the air.
Paaaaang!
He kicked the air with his foot, and a cracking sound went off. With the recoil, Wei Yanhu rushed at an incredible speed towards the light-filled demon king.