Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 275

◈ Gwiryeongsan Mountain (3)

The king of Salmak, a man commonly called King Sal in the central plains.

The reason why he came to be called the King of Sal was quite strange.

Unlike other absolute masters who earned the titles of the Three Swords of the World or the Seven Kings through fights or life-and-death battles with each other, he had never directly fought or engaged in life-and-death battles with the Three Swords of the World or the Seven Kings.

In a way, it was natural. Because he was a lifer.

However, in the process of gaining the reputation of Salmakju as the best assassin group in the central region, countless masters all over the world lost their lives to Salmakju.

That is why he was called King Sal.

If King Sal had taken on the task of killing them, the thought that he would be able to kill even the so-called Seven Kings spread throughout the entire central plains.

Salmakju has been receiving a series of unpleasant news recently.

Starting with the news that Salmak’s stronghold was known to Hang Ma Bul-toe and Mu-gyeong, one of the Shaolin monks, the news of the failure to deal with Hang Ma-bul-toe and Mu-gyeong.

In addition, the worst news was that the raid carried out while the Shaolin monks were away failed.

And just a few days after receiving that terrible news, another unpleasant news came.

– Makju. It is said that those who appear to be Shaolin monks have begun climbing Mt. Gwiryeong.

There was a possibility, but I never expected that they would actually come here.

A civil war between political factions is about to break out, and in the midst of that, they are sending disciples here.

‘I can’t believe they came here with only that many people.’

Salmakju saw his opponent’s arrogance as an opportunity and gave an order.

– Rather than direct assault, use formation techniques to hinder their advance.

– Honorable name.

They didn’t have much time anyway.

Perhaps their goal is to clean up this place before a civil war breaks out.

In that case, rather than forcefully attacking them, it would have been more advantageous to eat away at their stamina and endurance.

Of course, another way to escape while they were climbing the mountain was also possible.

Since they had to prepare for the civil war that would soon begin anyway, they would not have time to continue pursuing them.

But Salmakju made a cool-headed decision.

If that happens, the name of Salmak, which is said to be the best salsu group in the midfield, will be damaged.

They become a group of assassins who were destroyed by only twenty or so Shaolin disciples.

also.

‘I think it would be more helpful to the Lord to take this opportunity to deal with that Shaolin God Dragon.’

He was a man belonging to Shincheon who was grinding his teeth against the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

However, he was not one of the great lords like the Murim Lord.

If we were to be specific, he could be said to be a direct subordinate of Inju rather than belonging to a specific dynasty.

He ran a murder group called Salmak, and his main job was to assassinate those who interfered with Shincheon’s great plan or punish those who betrayed Shincheon.

Even within Shincheon, very few people knew that he belonged to Shincheon. Among the great lords, the only one who knew about this was Hyeok Jin-gang, the apostolic training master.

As he is a direct subordinate of Inju, who sets up and leads the overall plan of Shincheon, he decided to use this opportunity to eliminate Shaolin Shinryong.

And things were going according to his plan. The assassins of the salmak faithfully carried out his instructions.

Of course, the Shaolin monks were not left alone in the process.

There were many cases where they succeeded in finding and killing hidden killers.

However, Salmakju was not disappointed.

In any case, the regular sprinklers in the salmak were nothing more than consumables to them.

These dolls are created by kidnapping or purchasing children and subjecting them to years of training and torture.

Of course, considering the cost and effort it took to make it, it may be a waste, but if you kill those who interfere with the great world, it is no different from extra business.

And after a while.

The monks of Shaolin have no secret tactics and traps.

He succeeded in breaking through the assassins and reaching the manor where Makju lived.

‘Not bad.’

Salmakju, who had hidden himself in the fog, checked the whereabouts of the Shaolin monks and calmly approached them.

There were many injured people, and everyone seemed somewhat exhausted, so it seemed like this was enough to kill them.

“That manor is the center of the camp! “If we destroy the warlock manor’s pieces and drive away the fog, it will be easier to deal with him!”

at that time. A middle-aged man holding a fan, standing in the center of the Shaolin monks, shouted.

Salmakju immediately recognized him as Zhuge Muhwan.

And following his cry, a change occurred in the monks’ camp.

Salmakju intuitively realized that now was an opportunity.

He focused on stealth techniques and approached the Shaolin Divine Dragon without even a trace.

Those who were near the Shaolin Divine Dragon held a feast one by one and destroyed the manor, and when the Shaolin Divine Dragon held a feast for the last time.

Salmakju, who had already approached him, hurled his sword at the Shaolin Divine Dragon’s heart.

At that moment, a golden curtain appeared on the Shaolin Divine Dragon’s chest.

It was an amazing reaction speed. They succeeded in responding immediately to the surprise attack immediately after the feast was launched.

Salmakju also receives information about Shincheon through Inju. I knew very well about the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

That miraculous attack was a powerful protective ball that could not be pierced through unless it was a powerful attack.

In addition, I knew that even if I could pierce the protective hole, its skin would be close to the level of diamond-like ingots.

However, Salmakju did not care.

I did not believe in the almost invisible transparent sword energy surrounding the sword he held out.

However, it was not as if he, an assassin, had reached the point where he could manipulate Ganggi freely.

What he believed in was the sword he had chosen.

A long time ago.

The legendary dragon-killing sword that the emperor, who heard a rumor that he could achieve immortality if he acquired the dragon’s magic spell, gave it to the continent’s greatest assassin, ordering him to kill the dragon.

The sword, which was made to pierce the dragon’s evil in an instant, pierced the Shaolin Divine Dragon’s brute force very easily.

Suddenly!

And then the moment when the sword penetrates the Shaolin Divine Dragon’s chest.

“!”

For a moment, surprise appeared in Salmakju’s eyes.

In an instant, the illusion is pierced. The Shaolin God Dragon threw his body backwards without any embarrassment.

At the same time, the right leg of the Shaolin God Dragon, which was pointed towards the direction where the sword was exposed, felt like it had a force that could crush even a rock.

Salmakju retrieved the sword he had thrown out and at the same time quickly threw himself backwards.

Although he failed to kill the Shaolin dragon in one blow, he had no regrets.

It just failed to pierce the heart at once. He had black, dead blood dripping from his chest.

* * *

‘Damn it.’

Mujin, who had been stabbed in the chest, frowned unconsciously.

For some reason, I felt ominous and opened my golden ball and threw my body at the same time, so my heart was not immediately pierced.

But a numb pain rises from my chest.

It wasn’t simply because he was stabbed with a sword.

‘As expected, is it poison?’

Mu-jin, who noticed that black blood was flowing down, quickly moved his hand to trace the area around the wound.

In the meantime, my eyes were looking straight ahead, but, absurdly, I only saw the sight of Sodo disappearing into thin air right in front of my eyes.

I don’t know how the hiding technique worked, but even though I was clearly seeing it with my own eyes, it completely disappeared as if by magic.

Mujin used his internal energy to fight the poison that was seeping through his chest, while constantly moving his head and eyes and constantly looking at his surroundings.

This was because I didn’t know where the bastard would attack me again.

Meanwhile. Other monks also began to fight with the assassins in earnest.

What was truly fortunate was that the fog was slowly clearing.

As the influence of Jinbeop disappeared and it became easier to detect the presence of assassins, the monks began to search for the assassins more proactively.

‘I guess I’ll just have to deal with him.’

Mujin thought of such a thought while recalling the assassin who surprised him, but it was a naive thought.

Suddenly.

“Big… … .”

Hye-sol, the first disciple who was in the middle of crushing the head of one of the assassins, suddenly let out a frustrated groan.

The side was pierced by a surprise attack that I had not even noticed.

While Hye Sol was at a standstill due to a severe injury. Before we knew it, Salsu had dug in and was swinging her sword aiming at Hyesul’s neck.

visor!

The one who blocked the sword was Geum-woo, who was sent by Mu-gyeong.

And while Mu-kyung bought time. Hye-geol, who was nearby, moved quickly and dealt with the spray.

but.

“Ugh… … .”

Another victim occurred, this time on the other side.

This time too, it was him.

“Mukyung!”

Mu-jin shouted at Mu-gyeong, who was best at detecting the presence of assassins, but the answer he received was negative.

“I’m looking for you too!”

Mu-gyeong, who had already fought several battles with the assassins of Salmak, was at an amazing level, but even Mu-gyeong was unable to find him.

So, conversely, Mujin was able to realize the guy’s identity.

“That guy is Salmakju!”

He has stealth skills that are incomparable to other assassins, and even attacks that can pierce Geumgukong and Okgeumganggong like splitting a tofu.

This would have been impossible unless he was King Sal, who was considered one of the Seven Kings.

However, realizing the guy’s identity did not improve the situation.

“Ugh… … .”

This time, one of Lee Dae’s disciples was attacked by the bastard.

Mujin was observing the battlefield when a sword appeared out of thin air. She rushed towards it with all her might.

As he was fighting against the poison, he used his inner strength with all his might, so blood came up inside him, but Mujin didn’t care.

However, by the time Mujin, who had closed the distance in an instant, fired Kwon Ki. The guy hid his body again.

Because the guy retreated to avoid Mujin’s attack, he miraculously saved the life of the disciple, but it was literally just a matter of saving his life.

“Cough.”

Mujin hurriedly shouted at the student of Lee Dae, who was coughing blood.

“Have a good breakfast! Sasuk!”

Mujin stood by the Lee Dae disciple as if he were protecting the law and blocked the assassins.

Meanwhile, other Shaolin disciples also surrounded the people who had been attacked and fought against the killers, protecting them so that they could get their luck.

However, Mujin knew.

The fact that this is just a temporary measure.

‘I’ve already been hit three times. Even if two or three more people get hit, it’s dangerous.’

All three were seriously injured. He didn’t die right away.

However, when Mujin, who was a former soldier, looked at it calmly, he could see that it was even worse.

In addition to serious injuries, even poison. In order to treat and protect the injured, several monks had to be stranded together.

‘Could it be that they are seriously injuring them instead of killing them on purpose?’

If so, he was a really clever hunter.

at that time. Zhuge Wuhuan’s voice pierced Mujin’s ears.

– Shaolin Divine Dragon. Abandon the wounded. Otherwise, everyone will die.

– Shut up.

Mujin responded fiercely to Zhuge Muhwan’s heartless judgment, but he knew it deep inside.

If things continue like this, you could end up being swayed by this guy.

Perhaps, as he said, abandoning the wounded and fighting is the way to save at least a few people.

However, even though he knew that fact, Mujin could not easily choose that method.

When you feel like your head is going to explode, wondering if there is another way.

– Mujin.

Mu-gyeong’s electric sound pierced Mu-jin’s ears.

– The next time it attacks. I’ll try to catch him somehow.

– Can you find him?

– I can’t find it, but I think I can hold onto it somehow.

While Mujin was protecting his disciple, he turned his head slightly to look at Mugyeong.

I don’t know what came to mind, but Moo-kyung was looking at herself with a face full of determination.

After thinking for a moment, Mujin nodded, thinking that he had to make the most of it.

Immediately after receiving Mujin’s confirmation.

A violent energy wave began to flow from Mu-gyeong’s body.

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