Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 361

◈ The Emperor (1)

While Inju was playing with her brush, Paejinseong and Dowolcheon were not just watching.

Pot!

Pae Jin-seong charged forward, and Do Wol-cheon followed behind him like a shadow.

In the meantime, the ink-colored energy that had been embroidered in the air following the pen that Inju had swung took the shape of letters and flew towards Paejinseong.

Looking at the dark energy closing in on him in an instant, Paejinseong gripped his spear tightly with both hands.

The flow of energy starting from his danjeon begins to cover the spear through both of his hands.

“Ugh!!”

The powerful shout and the sharp swing of the spear clashed with the dark aura of the Inju, carrying with it a fierce spirit.

bang!!

“Ugh… … .”

Whether it was because of the difference in their realms or the difference in their internal energy, Pae Jin-seong, unable to overcome the force, was pushed back three steps and let out a faint groan.

And in the short time that the failure dragged on.

Pot!

Do-wol-cheon, who had been moving behind Pae-jin-seong, suddenly jumped into the air and flew towards In-ju.

However, as if he had expected this, Inju was already wielding the Judge’s pen and taking action.

The dark aura he had drawn was filling his entire front like a defensive wall, creating the word ‘bang’ (防).

And the moment when Inju’s defense and Dowolcheon’s black sword collided.

A phenomenon occurred that exceeded Inju’s expectations.

visor!

The sound only rang out once, but Inju was able to vaguely notice it.

The black sword of Do-Wol-Cheon was swung a whopping five times, and towards the exact same point.

A thousand stones.

Following that realization, Do-Wol-Cheon succeeded in breaking In-Ju’s defense with his sword technique of absurd speed.

The sounds came in succession at such a fast rate that it sounded like a single collision.

“her…….”

In-ju was holding her breath without realizing it.

The black sword of Do-Wol-Cheon, which had successfully pierced through the defense, drew its sixth sword path. It was aimed directly at In-Ju’s neck.

But what rang out immediately after was not a clean, cutting sound.

visor!

The black sword of Do-wol-cheon stopped in front of In-ju’s neck. To be exact, it was stopped by another judge’s sword that was on In-ju’s left arm.

The two men who clashed with the judge and the black sword simultaneously had similar thoughts.

The idea that the weapon the opponent is using is not an ordinary weapon.

However, the movements after that were different.

‘He has a ridiculous amount of sword skills and black swords, but his level of internal energy and realm are not that high.’

Inju realized that her opponent was unable to use his power and began to calculate how to deal with him.

visor!

visor!

And, whether the first blow was blocked or not, Do-wol-cheon continued swinging his sword.

As if, just like the guard from earlier, he was going to cut down even Judge Pil with the method of a thousand stones.

Immediately after parrying the three flying swords with minimal movement, Inju quickly used her lightness technique and took a step back.

‘I guess I should give up the idea that the level is low.’

The sword was struck repeatedly in the same spot, leaving a scar.

If he had continued to hold out, he might have had his throat cut along with that of Judge Pangwanpil.

At that moment, a spear filled with fierce energy flew towards Inju, who had stepped back, from the left.

It was a surprise attack by Pae Jin-seong, who quickly mastered his internal energy during the short time that Do-wol-cheon and In-ju exchanged blows.

Inju blocked Paejinseong’s spear by adding energy to the judge’s pen in her right hand.

bang!!

And just after that, a loud crashing sound rang out.

visor!

This time, he struck down the black sword of Do-wol-cheon that had dug in again with the Judgement Pen in his left hand.

He freely used the two-handed swordsmanship, like a swordsman wielding two swords, to block or deflect the combined attacks of Do-Wol-Cheon and Pae-Jin-Seong.

Immediately after exchanging five or six punches, Inju took a large step backwards with a ghostly technique.

In order to chase after Inju, Paejinseong and Dowolcheon rushed forward, but Inju took a big step back, caught his breath, and unleashed his immense internal energy on Pan-Gwan-Pil, unleashing his martial arts.

A dark, strong aura filled the space and flew towards the two.

Paejin Seong opened up his sword and applied his energy to his spear to withstand Inju’s sword.

And Do-Wol-Cheon, as expected, used the Su-Jeok-Cheon-Seok technique to continuously cut down Kang-Gi’s points.

As it is a technique of clashing with powerful and reckless attacks one after another with great destructive power, the blood vessels in Do-wol-cheon’s right hand, holding the black sword, are blazing red.

But, whether his muscles and joints screamed or not, Do-Wol-Cheon didn’t care.

Thanks to the extreme training, he was able to perform movements perfectly the way he wanted, no matter how painful it was to his arms and body.

Immediately after cutting off the ink-colored aura of Inju.

What Do-Wol-Cheon saw was a tiny dot flying at a terrifying speed.

“!?”

At the sight of the unidentified dark creature hidden behind the dark-colored river, Do-wol-cheon quickly turned his body and was able to narrowly avoid the dark creature.

And only when the weapon passed by his neck did Do-Wol-Cheon realize what the weapon was.

‘Throw away your weapons!?’

Ironically, the secret weapon that Inju threw at herself was Pan Gwan Pil.

That too, Judge Pil, who had been hit by his own black sword several times and had marks here and there.

However, Do-Wol-Cheon, who confirmed the identity of the secret weapon, smiled in relief without realizing it.

It was a threatening method that didn’t even make him feel the enemy flying towards him, but he didn’t suffer any significant damage.

Opportunity tends to come right after a crisis.

Do-Wol-Cheon thought that the guy had missed one of his weapons.

“!?”

Absurdly, Inju was holding a new judge’s pen in her left hand.

The moment Do-wol-cheon raises his eyebrows at the unexpected situation.

“Do au!!”

Pae Jin-seong’s urgent voice pierced Do-wol-cheon’s ears.

And Do-Wol-Cheon gave in to his instincts for some inexplicable ominous reason.

Pot!

He quickly flew away.

Crunch!

A single pen brushed past his side.

“!?”

That judge was clearly the judge he had just avoided.

And the judge who had made a small wound on Do-wol-cheon’s side was sucked into In-ju’s left hand like a magnet.

Pot!

Inju held one of the judge’s pens in his right hand like a sword, and two judge’s pens in his left hand like secret weapons.

And while Do-wol-cheon was quickly tracing the acupuncture points around the wound on his side to stop the bleeding.

Inju’s two hands began to dance quickly again.

A dark energy burst out from the sword-like sword held in his right hand, flying towards Do-wol-cheon and Pae-jin-seong.

visor!!

Without a doubt, the sword thrown by Inju with his left hand moved stealthily and aimed for the weak points of the two.

Basically, Inju has two main tasks.

One is to give instructions to Shincheon’s subordinates and draw the big picture for the plan.

And the other one is to sneak into Beijing and monitor the imperial family’s activities.

As he handled information in close proximity to the royal family, Inju’s martial arts were specialized in ‘hiding energy’.

Although he was not as skilled at hiding as Salmakju, as he had to reveal his identity, he was just as skilled at hiding his energy as Salmakju.

In the first place, considering that Salmakju was a direct subordinate of Inju in Sincheon, there had to be some degree of correlation.

Also, in the dead of night when everyone was asleep, even the smallest sound would catch one’s ear, but in the market, no matter how loud one was talking, it would not be heard.

Kwaaaaah!

Every time the right-hand judge dances, a huge and strong black energy stimulates the vision and senses of Do-wol-cheon and Pae-jin-seong.

Crunch!

Meanwhile, Judge Pil, who was throwing the sword with his left hand, secretly aimed for the lives of the two.

* * *

Meanwhile, the ones who had been blocking Inju before Namcheonhoe joined were the masters of Jegal Wu-hwan and Jeongwu Alliance.

To be precise, the masters of the Jeongwu Alliance were being divided under Zhuge Wuhuan’s instructions.

There was no one left in the political alliance who could stop Inju alone or with a minimal number of people.

Because it was difficult to block the Heavenly King, the Land Lord, and the Hyukjin River.

And one of those who, under Zhuge Wuhwan’s instructions, risked their lives fighting against Inju, just like a meat shield.

A woman who barely managed to survive the Inju Judgement by using the Ice Ball, thanks to her high level of Wolha Seonmu.

When Namcheonhoe joined, Jegal Jinhee naturally turned his head and looked at Jegal Wuhwan.

– What should I do?

Do-wol-cheon and Pae-jin-seong started fighting In-ju.

The question was whether he should stay here and assist those two, or support the other side.

Jegal Mu-hwan, who had been looking at Namcheonhoe for a moment, immediately pointed somewhere with his fan.

The instructions were to leave Inju to Namcheonhoe and support the side pointed to by the fan.

She turned her gaze to follow Zhuge Wuhuan’s fan.

“Just stick your neck out.”

“These leeches!”

I saw Hyuk Jin-gang, with a face that said he was fed up, engaging in a fierce battle with Namgung and his son.

It was quite a funny sight.

The direction of the battle, if we had to be specific, was in Hyukjin River’s favor. Rather than being one-sided, it felt like a slight advantage.

But, judging from the tone of voice and the atmosphere, it seemed like Namgung and his son were pushing him.

“ha.”

Jegal Jinhee, who had already helped those two in the battle with the Sadoyeon, let out a sigh and launched a light attack towards them.

The military commander also knew that fact, so she decided to consider herself assigned to that side.

Since I have experience matching at least once, I think it would match to some extent.

It was half the right guess.

‘If she’s someone I’ve already met, then those crazy Namgung guys won’t say anything.’

The biggest reason why Jegal Wu-hwan sent her to Namgung was because he didn’t want to get entangled with Namgung any longer.

In fact, he only sent the warriors of Jegal Jinxi and Jegal Se-ga to Namgung Se-ga’s side to support them, and gave different instructions to the rest of the warriors of Jeongmu Alliance.

Jegal Mu-hwan, who had taken care of the troublesome Namgung affairs, watched the battlefield with cool eyes and moved his fan without rest.

And the escorts who remained by his side served as a sort of escort/megaphone, relaying his orders to the battlefield.

“Hwangbo Se-ga, break through to the right and support Jongnam’s faction! Jongnam, hold out while waiting for Hwangbo Se-ga’s support!”

“Shinseongdae, go straight ahead!”

Identify the battlefield that is flowing favorably or unfavorably, operate your units organically, and prevent any one area from collapsing easily.

While many of the masters belonging to the Jeongmu Alliance were captured by Cheonju, Jiju, and Hyukjin River, it can be said that the contribution of Jegal Wu-hwan was great in helping the Jeongmu Alliance hold out against Sincheon.

However, the mind of Zhuge Wuhwan, who was giving orders without rest, was not so comfortable.

‘As expected, the damage is not insignificant.’

I had expected some level of damage. No, to be honest, it was a choice that had even the possibility of a fight in mind.

In fact, from the perspective of Zhuge Wuhuan, who put his own safety first, the fight was not such a bad outcome.

If both Jeongmu-myeong and Sincheon disappeared, it seemed like his old age would be quite comfortable.

However, looking at the current situation, even a ‘strife’ seemed like the best outcome.

‘Before Shaolin and the Wudang fall, the balance must be broken somewhere.’

The shaman who was dealing with the landlord and his disciples was doing her best.

“Ugh… … .”

The situation was such that victims were steadily occurring one by one.

Fortunately, there have been no casualties in Shaolin yet.

“Get out!”

Once again, the 108 Arhats began to deal with the Heavenly Lord on behalf of Mujin and his followers.

Mujin and his party stepped back, their faces pale, and they seemed busy trying to control their internal energy that had been shaken up while exchanging a few blows.

‘I guess I should throw in the gamble.’

Zhuge Wuhwan, who had calmly gathered his thoughts, was about to give some instructions.

Shh.

A smile appeared on his lips for the first time since the war began, as he discovered something.

It was a smile that realized that the last arrangement he had made had worked.

Across the battlefield, a group of people were approaching, waving a huge flag with the word “Ma” written on it.

Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,