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◈ Namgung Jincheon (3)
Immediately after the referee declared the winner.
“When will the next meeting be possible?”
The Cheongsu seal, who had declared surrender, asks with his eyes shining brightly.
“Hmm. First, let’s catch it after the Yongbong branch is over.”
“ha ha ha. I’m looking forward to it. Monk Mujin.”
Mujin tried to hide his embarrassed expression as he looked at Cheongsu Dojang, who was smiling happily.
‘It was a lie.’
Since he plans to escape after the Yongbong Branch is over, his meeting with Cheongsu will probably be something in the distant future.
Of course, there was no reason to explain those facts one by one.
After greeting Cheongsu Dojang, Mu-jin headed towards the direction where the Shaolin disciples were located, and on the other hand, Mu-gyeong was heading towards the non-stage among the Shaolin disciples.
“See you in the finals.”
“… … “Stop saying such horrible things.”
Moo-gyeong, who had an expression on her face that said it was terrible to even imagine dancing with Mu-jin, climbed onto the dance stage without any hesitation.
And on the other side, Namgung Jincheon was climbing the non-stage with the same indifferent expression as always.
‘You said you would use a heavy sword, right?’
Looking at Namgung Jincheon standing in front of him, Mu-gyeong thought back to the martial arts that Namgung Jincheon had shown during the meeting with Zhuge Jinhui a few days ago.
On the other hand, Namgung Jincheon just looked at Mukyung with an unimpressed expression.
“It’s called Shaolin’s martial arts.”
“I am Namgung Jincheon of the Namgung family.”
Immediately after the two men exchanged greetings with their respective class presidents, the referee announced the start of the fight.
At the same time, Namgung Jincheon, who had drawn his sword, used the Changgung Muae sword technique, which is the season of the Namgung family, as before, and put pressure on Mu-gyeong.
Looking at Namgung Jincheon’s heavy sword, Mu-gyeong’s impressions were simple.
‘I can’t see any way to escape.’
Namgung Jincheon’s sword was not fast. No, in terms of speed alone, he was slower than other swordsmen who made it to the Yongbong branch finals.
However, Mu-gyeong, who boasts an excellent understanding, was able to notice it right away. Although that sword was slow, it was a sword technique that could respond to the opponent’s movements.
A sword that flies slowly but applies pressure in all directions at the same time.
And the moment they make contact, they will use the skill of the heavy sword to strike down the opponent.
However, it does not mean that there is no way to avoid it.
‘It’s good that Mujin listened.’
Mu-gyeong began to use the Jongnam faction’s Heavenly Sapshin Six Sword technique, which he had seen in the second match.
However, none of those who were actually watching the dance could recognize that it was the thirty-six swords of the world.
Not surprisingly, the world’s thirty-six swords wielded by Mu-gyeong, along with the martial arts of the shaman and the martial arts of Shaolin, were transformed into something completely different.
It was the result of an outrageous act that could only be accomplished by a genius and that others could not even imagine.
However, no matter how excellent Mu-gyeong’s intellect was, the gap in his inner strength was too large.
Even Namgung Jincheon’s cerebrospinal fluid has been activated through bee-mose water. The difference in the amount of energy that could be poured into one Chosik was extreme.
“Sigh!”
All Mu-gyeong can do is to let go of Namgung Jincheon’s Changgung Muae Sword Technique. He naturally had no choice but to be put on the defensive.
* * *
Most of those who watched the sparring on the off-stage had that thought in mind.
Just like in the third match, Mu-gyeong will collapse from exhaustion while blocking Namgung Jincheon’s attack.
Zhuge Jinhui also blocked dozens of swords from Namgung Jincheon and threw them away. It’s just that after trying to block it like that, I ran out of energy and lost.
However, there was a difference between Zhuge Jinxi and Wu Qing.
‘If Zhuge Jin-hee is a genius with hard work, Mu-gyeong is one of the few geniuses.’
He believed that only Mu-jin and Mu-gyeong would be able to destroy Namgung Jincheon’s swordsmanship.
And around the time when the two dancers on the off-stage were slowly exchanging more than thirty sums. A crack appeared in the flow of sparring.
* * *
At first, it was Changgung Muae Sword Technique that was thought to apply pressure in all directions, but as it became familiar to the eye by blocking more than twenty sums, it was Mugyeong that gradually began to show lax pressure in all directions.
‘Gap!’
At some point, Mu-gyeong began to attack weak defenses instead of simply blocking or letting go.
Pot!!
Finally, a situation unfolded where the martial arts long wind, which had been stretched out to avoid Changgung Muae Sword Technique, struck Namgung Jincheon in the chest.
It was a situation that could truly be called extraordinary.
Naturally, in the minds of everyone who was watching Bimu, ‘No way?’ A thought occurred to me.
Following the first dance, there were expectations that the Shaolin disciple would defeat Namgoong Jincheon, who was the candidate for the championship, this time as well.
And this was an unprecedented humiliation for Namgung Jincheon, who considered himself the king.
“You hurt me.”
The moment when Namgung Jincheon raised his sword with an angry expression instead of his usual relaxed expression.
Suddenly, the atmosphere surrounding the off-stage changed.
“Consider it an honor to have made this available to you.”
Namgung Jincheon’s sword, which was raised high as if defense was not even a concern, falls down very slowly.
King’s sword type.
The season of Emperor Nangong Sword, known as the Three Swords of the World, was being reproduced in the hands of Nangong Jincheon.
Even though Namgung Jincheon’s sword moved slowly, Mu-gyeong did not counterattack or evade, but was merely nailed in place like a fixture.
This was an unavoidable problem.
Namgung Jincheon’s sword was moving slowly, but instead, Namgung Jincheon’s energy waves were dominating the area.
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King’s sword type.
It was a martial art created by the Namgung Sword Emperor, the head of the Namgung family and known as the Three Swords of the World, who felt the limitations of the Changgung Muae sword technique, which was the season of the Namgung family, and was closer to an art of manipulating energy than a sword technique.
Even though the Changgung Muae Sword Technique was a heavy sword that applied pressure in all directions, it was difficult to prevent someone with excellent light attack from escaping.
In addition, it was also possible for a high-level martial artist to block or block the Changgung martial arts sword technique.
But how could a person called the Emperor run around frivolously in pursuit of a fleeing opponent, and how dare he so recklessly allow someone to block the Emperor’s sword?
In essence, the king is the one who makes decisions. The things below are simply laws that must follow the emperor’s decision.
Therefore, the Emperor Sword type was an art that channeled enormous internal energy into energy waves to restrain the opponent.
A sword technique that binds the opponent with energy and then executes them with a heavy sword imbued with enormous energy.
That was the essence of the Emperor Sword type created by the Nangung Sword Emperor.
And Namgung Jincheon, at the age of only twenty-three, was unfolding the Emperor Sword type created by the Namgung Sword Emperor.
Of course, I have only learned the Emperor Jincheonsei, a type of Emperor Sword, but what does it matter?
There is no one who can stop Namgung Jincheon’s Emperor Jincheon, who has overwhelming strength compared to his age, at least among the later Jisoos.
And Mu-gyeong, who is worthy of being called a genius, also immediately realized the essence of the Emperor Sword type.
That’s because the essence of the Emperor Sword type was made in a very simple and ignorant way.
Just in case there is a problem.
‘… … There is no way out.’
As I was ignorantly pressing down with my inner strength, there was no proper solution.
To be precise, all of the solutions that came to mind required enormous effort.
In the end, after discarding the countless options that came to mind, Mu-gyeong chose one thing.
It was a direct breakthrough.
As soon as he makes his decision, the flow of bets that started from Mu-gyeong’s Danjeon rushes into his fist, creating a strong wave of energy.
It is the Shaolin Seventy-Twelve Order of martial arts that he learned from his master, Hye-gwan, and the martial arts he practiced the hardest to avoid being defeated by Hye-gwan.
Therefore, it is the season that can unfold most ‘perfectly’ in any situation.
The golden fist of Geumgang Bokma Fist is condensed around Mu-gyeong’s fist.
And the moment Namgung Jincheon’s sword came right in front of Mu-gyeong’s nose.
Mu-gyeong unleashed the energy he had condensed as much as possible towards Namgung Jincheon’s sword.
bang!!
The moment the sword filled with enormous energy collided with the fighting spirit, a huge explosion erupted.
Along with the dust storm, Mu-gyeong’s new model bounced through the dust storm toward the outside of the off-stage.
fault!
However, instead of being dealt an over-the-counter loss, Mu-gyeong used Gyeongshinbeop and stopped at the edge.
From the beginning, Mu-gyeong did not think that he could block the King’s Sword with the Geumgang Bok Magic Fist. The difference in skill level between them is extreme.
Mu-gyeong simply wanted to shake the Qi wave of the Emperor Sword type through collision, and without missing the opportunity when the Qi wave was disturbed, he gave himself up to the shock and escaped the shackles of the Emperor Sword type.
“Cough.”
However, the price paid to escape the Emperor’s sword was too great.
His energy and blood were completely drained, blood was leaking from his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot and bright red.
In the meantime, his head is constantly spinning to analyze the martial arts performed by Namgung Jincheon and find a way to destroy them.
Due to the will to defeat the opponent and the influence of his exhausted energy and blood, Juhwa Ipma steals away Moo-gyeong’s reason.
fault!
As soon as she regained her body’s balance, Mu-gyeong opened her arms to the extreme and rushed at Namgung Jincheon again.
While his energy and blood were already strained, blood flowed from his stomach to his throat again due to excessive use of internal energy, but Mu-gyeong did not care.
No, I wasn’t aware of it.
Mu-gyeong’s bloodshot eyes were just shining with life, aiming only at Namgung Jincheon’s heart.
“You want to die.”
In response to that blatant murder, Namgung Jincheon also acted as if he didn’t care about the fact that this was a non-stage for the Yongbong branch.
The moment when the two warriors’ fierce martial arts skills are about to clash with each other.
bang!!
Before we knew it, Inyoung had climbed onto the stage and blocked the two’s martial arts attacks.
The man who blocked Namgung Jincheon’s heavy sword as Woosoo, and the Geumgang Bokma Fist that Mu-gyeong spread while shedding blood as the left player.
“what?”
Namgung Jincheon frowned at the sudden intervention and asked, but Mujin, who had intervened in the meeting, did not pay attention to Namgung Jincheon.
Mu-jin, who let go of Namgung Jincheon’s sword, which he had blocked with his right hand, turned his back and struck the back of Mu-gyeong, who was holding him with his left hand.
“Ugh… … .”
Immediately after Mu-gyeong falls down with the death horse. Only then did the referee come to her senses and opened his mouth in an embarrassed tone.
“Monk Mujin. “What are you doing, interfering with the dance?”
“Amitabha Buddha. Mu-gyeong seemed to have fallen into a state of confusion due to internal injuries, so he had to move quickly. sorry.”
“… … “Don’t you mean coins?”
“yes. It seemed like treatment was urgent, so I moved to stop the bimu first. Since we, Shaolin, acknowledge Mu-gyeong’s defeat, may we please move to our seats to receive treatment for Mu-gyeong first?”
“Hmm. “If it is a poisonous disease, it would be important to proceed with treatment quickly.”
As soon as the referee gave permission, Mu-jin picked up Mu-gyeong, who was lying on the floor, bleeding from the mouth, and carried her on his back.
“for a moment.”
However, Namgung Jincheon, who was suddenly interrupted from the dance, caught Mujin.
“What are we doing here?”
“I explained the situation, right? “Don’t buy coins. The situation is urgent, so please understand.”
From the time he first joined the meeting, Gu Mu-jin’s behavior as if he had no interest in him strangely offended Namgung Jincheon.
“He dared to kill me. Do you think it makes sense to take him away so arbitrarily?”
“The sprinkling was caused by a coin-operated horse, and the main driver stepped in to stop it before the accident occurred.”
Namgung Jincheon is holding Mu-gyeong in a situation where he needs to be treated right away, and Mu-jin’s expression is starting to get irritated.
“I guess we’ll see each other in the finals anyway, so if you’re dissatisfied, how about solving it in a fight? Don’t worry, there will be no one to stop you in the final dance like today. “Okay then.”
Mujin, who spoke like a rapid-fire gun, announced his bankruptcy with great intensity and left the off-stage.
Namgung Jincheon tried to say something at that one-sided declaration, but Mujin had already left the off-stage.
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