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Taejonbirok Volume 29, Episode 18
Chapter 156: The Lazy Man Advances (3)
It's tangled.
A dark magic energy clung to Wei Yanhu as if it were alive. The surging magic energy grabbed Wei Yanhu and struck him like a corpse from hell.
Boom! Boom!
The halos of light emitted by Wei Yanhu collided with the magic.
“Ugh…….”
A stream of blood gushed out from Wei Yanhu's mouth.
On the surface, it seemed like a minor collision, like a child's hand touching something, but every time it happened, an unimaginable force turned Wei Yanhu's stomach.
It felt like I was inside a giant bell, enduring the pain of being struck in all directions.
'really!'
Wei Yanho didn't even think about wiping the blood that was spewing out and just poured out his inner strength.
I can't afford to take my eyes off it.
If he lets his guard down even slightly or loses his strength, his body will instantly be reduced to a handful of gore. Even now, every bone in his body is on the verge of crumbling.
It has the same history as Hahae.
I simply cannot comprehend it. Even if internal energy is intangible, isn't it something contained within the human body? How can such a tiny human body contain an internal energy that could encompass the entire universe?
'You must be a master if you can do that.'
My teeth clenched together.
The reason why Wei Yanhu was able to endure was because he had an unprecedented strength within him.
Baek Muhan left him his own history. Baek Muhan's once tightly bound inner energy has now completely dissolved and remains within Wi Yeonho's dantian.
If it weren't for that history protecting him, Wei Yanhu would have melted into a handful of blood by now.
“Coo-hoo!”
Blood is gushing out.
'I think this is the difference between turning into blood quickly and turning into blood slowly?'
There seems to be no answer in a power struggle.
Well, do you think the answer will be revealed just by leading to another fight?
Wi Yeon-ho's face hardened as he looked at the reflection of the Heavenly Horse beyond the waves of black magic.
Strong.
It's so strong that I can't even speak.
I thought I knew what it meant to face Baek Muhan as an enemy. But knowing it in my head and experiencing it in reality were as different as heaven and earth.
'No wonder everyone couldn't stand it.'
I understand the feelings of the giant sects who joined forces to attack Baekmuhan.
What would it be like to live under the same sky as someone like that?
What if there was someone living helplessly right next to you who could take their lives with a single wave of the hand, and obliterate entire sects with a single stroke of the sword?
Can we live only by trusting in his sincerity and morality?
The sky is like an absolute power that can take my life just by coughing?
Someone as skilled as Wi Yeon-ho might be able to do that. They're just numb. But for ordinary people living in the martial world, no one can escape that pressure.
Gangho is a world ruled by power.
It is common for people who lived ordinary, good lives to gain power, become corrupt, and turn to evil.
then…….
Where is the guarantee that Baek Mu-han will not be transformed into an apostle?
'It must have been scary.'
One day, Baek Mu-han suddenly changes his mind, and all the martial arts world bows to him and worships him. The absolute ruler of the martial world suddenly appears.
resistance?
It's meaningless.
Baek Muhan can fight the world alone. With the support of the Ten Thousand Swords and Hundred Schools, he might even be able to sweep the world away without a single wound. How can we accept the existence of such a person and live with it?
When humans feel fear, they choose one of two things.
Either we fear and revere it, or we try to get rid of the object of our fear.
They just chose the second one.
When he first learned of Cheonma's story, Wi Yeon-ho could only sympathize with Cheonma and condemn those who attacked Cheonma. However, after experiencing Cheonma's power firsthand, he could not help but understand why they made that choice.
This is a tremendous power that can never coexist with ordinary people.
An unprecedented force that oppresses and crushes humanity by its very existence.
'What are you thinking, peacefully?'
Wi Yeon-ho bit his lip tightly.
The one facing this unprecedented force is none other than Wei Yanho himself. This is no time for complacent sentiments. If just a little more time passes, even with Baek Muhan's inner strength, every blood vessel in his body will burst.
"after!"
Wei Yanho, who had taken a short breath, slowly moved his sword.
A huge force was coming towards him, but Wei Yanhu's sword moved frustratingly slowly against it.
"Don't fight force with force. Even a monkey will fight back with force if you give it strength. No matter how stupid you are, you're still a little better than a monkey."
'This is really turning my stomach.'
Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever said anything nice to anyone while teaching them.
"Great power? Unstoppable power? That's idiotic talk. Martial arts aren't that simple. If you could just force through everything and win, those ignorant Shaolin thugs would have already taken over the world. What? Shaolin is the Big Dipper of the martial arts world? Hey, you idiot! Aren't they just those guys stuck in Mount Song reciting Buddhist scriptures? If they were that strong, everyone in the world would already have shiny hair!"
It seems like it's true, but it also seems like it's not…
"Strong force inevitably creates direction. 'Flexibility' and 'strength' cannot coexist. Let it flow. Don't you see the gap? You idiot. Gaps aren't found, they're created!"
Swoosh.
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Wei Yanho's sword slowly slashed to the right. Then, the oncoming magic stopped and was pushed back.
At that moment, Wei Yanhu's sword was raised for a moment and then brought down again at the speed of a ray of light.
Flash!
As if a dazzling light were covering the world, the rushing magic flowed out with explosive momentum to the right of Wei Yanhu.
Kwaaaa …
Wei Yanhu's hair fluttered into the sky. However, the magic could not reach Wei Yanhu and soared into the distant sky.
“Hmm.”
Cheonma smiled at the sight.
'You learned well.'
Perfection doesn't exist.
No martial arts can be perfect. A martial arts that prioritizes pleasure is bound to be vulnerable to change and gravity, while a martial arts that prioritizes gravity is bound to lack illusion and softness.
A martial arts school, overflowing with overflowing tyranny, inevitably lacks gentleness. Even if it's slightly spilled over, it will inevitably continue in the same direction.
Wei Yanho hit that weak point exactly.
It may seem like a sword that is swung around haphazardly, but it has solid fundamentals built into it.
"where."
The body of the Heavenly Horse was instantly enveloped in thick magic energy.
“Let’s see how well you learned.”
Then, a streak of black meteors shot out towards the Hwahae Weiyeonho.
Wi Yeon-ho's face hardened at the sight.
It felt like every muscle in my body was rising, one by one. Just the thought of the Heavenly Horse charging at me with all its might made me feel like my soul was about to soar.
But instead of retreating, Wei Yanhu charged forward. To retreat meant yielding momentum to an opponent. To yield momentum to a force as powerful as Cheonma would mean losing without even a chance to counterattack.
It is better to attack first, even if it is reckless.
There is no road behind.
There is only one way ahead.
Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!
His white sword shuddered and twisted, unable to withstand the excessive force pushed into it.
“Taaaaah!”
Wi Yeon-ho pulled out the internal energy he had pushed in and swung his sword in a heated slash, then continued swinging his sword.
Dozens, hundreds of lights poured down toward the heavenly horse.
From the sky, pure white lights poured down like rain upon the world.
It was a fantastic sight.
But those lights couldn't pierce the darkness of the Heavenly Demon. It was so dark, so dark, that the Heavenly Demon's magical energy seemed to suck everything into it, swallowing up the radiant halo and turning it into nothingness.
It felt like filling an endless abyss. Even as he absorbed all those radiant lights, the Heavenly Demon's magical energy remained undiminished.
The Heavenly Horse, wrapped in a darkness so dark that it was scary to even look at, stared at Wei Yanhu with clear eyes and rushed forward at the speed of light.
The face of the coral.
Is there another face that suits that black magic so well?
The form of the Heavenly Horse, covered with life and magic energy above the thick coral line, was the very image of an evil god descending to the present world.
The number of Heavenly Horses fell towards the head of the Wei Yan Lake.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
He raises his sword and blocks the blow.
The ground supporting the Wei Yan Lake could not withstand the impact and was pushed deep into a hemispherical shape as if a meteor had fallen.
“Whew!”
Blood gushed out from the seven holes.
The world shook, my ears buzzed. I'd only blocked a single blow, but it felt like my insides were being torn to shreds.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With each successive blow, Wei Yanho's body vibrated like a leather drum.
Paaaaang!
and…….
In the midst of the continuous attacks, Wei Yanhu's sword pierced Cheonma's neck, taking advantage of the tiny gap.
Kagagak!
The hand of the Heavenly Demon, dyed black like ink thanks to the unimaginable magic, grabbed the sword of Wei Yanhu, which was filled with explosive power.
For a moment, Wei Yanhu was so shocked that his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
The sword has a sharp edge.
And it's not just any sword. His black sword, a fusion of Baek Mu-han and his inner strength, can even slice through water droplets. Even if a mountain were made of ageless iron, it's sharp enough to cleave it in half with a single stroke.
You hold a sword like that with your bare hands?
'I have to do it!'
Common sense doesn't apply to this person.
Wei Yanho madly infused his sword with internal energy.
Kakakakakakak!
A sharp noise, like metal clashing with metal.
Cheonma, who was watching Wei Yanho's resistance, smiled with an eerie smile.
“Properly…….”
bang!
At that moment, Wei Yanhu's foot kicked Cheonma's abdomen. Although he failed to push Cheonma away, the recoil caused Wei Yanhu's body to be thrown backward.
Although it was blown away, I managed to pull out the sword anyway.
"You learned properly! Just because you're a swordsman doesn't mean the sword is everything! That's what I was going to say, right?"
“You know!”
The Heavenly Horse charged at Wei Yanhu without hesitation. Wei Yanhu's body was then thrown backwards at explosive speed.
distance.
He is a swordsman, and Cheonma is a warrior.
The closer they get, the more disadvantaged he becomes. Now that the two have overcome the limitations of distance, this match is a close call, a battle that could be decided by that tiny margin.
Black meteors and white meteors raced through the sky.
Kwaaang!
Kwaaaaang!
Every time sword and fist clash, the earth trembles and clouds are pushed back. The shards of energy that bounce off shatter mountains and carve the earth, creating lakes.
Unprecedented.
This was a battle of unprecedented scale in martial arts history. Their fight literally transformed the landscape and shook the world.
But that doesn't mean there was no superiority.
BANG!
The Heavenly Demon's fist, which had pushed the sword away, slammed into Wei Yanhu's chest. Wei Yanhu was thrown out at an invisible speed and crashed to the ground.
Kuu …
The ground beneath shattered and swelled upward.
A huge hole created by the Wei Yanho that broke through the floor.
The heavenly horse stood high in the sky and looked at the sight with awe.