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Episode 87 I wanted to meet you
I don’t know exactly what answer you want, but judging from the way you spoke with a broad smile, one thing is certain.
You’re a total lunatic. From today on, you’ll be the one calling me Photon.
“Gu Yang-ryong.”
“Why. Do you want to beg? Do you want to go back now? Are you upset that the guy you trusted and brought me here ended up like that? Hehe… … Hehe!”
“You said it with your own mouth.”
I can tell you don’t remember because you’re drooping your head to your shoulder and glaring. Then I’ll have to teach you.
“You said he wasn’t alive.”
Before I could finish speaking, Gu Yang-ryong’s expression crumpled like a fallen leaf.
Because the heat burning behind his back entered his senses before the words.
I don’t think you know. He’s not just any zombie. He’s a demon zombie.
Kwaaaaaaah!
Gu Yang-ryong may not be able to hear it, but I can hear it clearly.
The voice of a devil with hurt pride.
Mo Yong-hui doesn’t seem to know yet, but I can tell.
The potential power of the Cheonma Gangsi.
Kwaaang!
A black flame burst out from the dust, and Murong Hui was shot out like thunder through it.
“how……?”
Gu Yang-ryong was amazed that Murong Hui was still alive, but he quickly responded.
It was a sight that clearly showed the face of a seasoned expert.
One problem was habit.
He lightly raised one hand. He probably intended to strike it off with a mysterious technique like the Taegeuk Shingong of the Wudangpa.
However, the one that flew in from Mo Yong-hui was different from before. His reflexive actions caused trouble.
The moment the two exchanged numbers. Paaaaang-! A shock wave erupted.
“Huh… … ?!”
Hwaaaaak!
The rough wind pressure blew and the scattered furniture was pushed into a corner.
Gu Yang-ryong took five or six steps back as if he had been kicked out, and then touched his wrist as if he couldn’t believe it.
“You were so bloody and… … You survived and became stronger?”
Bloodshed is only meaningful if there is life. Right now, inside Mo Yong-hui’s body is the devil itself.
If you remove the skeleton, there is no blood, no internal organs, and it is like a single danjeon.
So… common sense doesn’t work.
“Is this the work of the East? This is something that can’t happen without gliding. Even that senile old man was part of it. Hehe.”
This guy really shouldn’t be kept alive. He’s easily being unraveled, layer by layer.
Phew!
Gu Yang-ryong flew up, shouting.
At the same time, the sleeves of his shirt fluttered and a knife with a string was clutched in both hands.
It must be Guyangryong’s favorite weapon, the Heavenly Killing Flying Sword.
Flutter!
There was not even a sound of the knife leaving my hand. All I could hear was the sound of the sleeve flapping.
Shhhhhhhh!
Dark solid lines were engraved geometrically around the perimeter.
WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!
A refreshing noise, like cutting a piece of paper, rang in my ears without stopping.
A state of extremes that even surpasses sound. Gu Yang-ryong’s quick sword was not obtained through magic, but is a state of true enlightenment.
‘It’s stronger than I thought. Even if Mo Yong-hui reveals everything about the Heavenly Demon, I can’t guarantee it.’
For the first time, my hands broke out in a cold sweat.
Clearly, in terms of aerodynamics, Murong Hui is not inferior to him.
But like me, I lack the skills to unleash new powers.
The martial arts of the Mo Yong family are based on oil. Just look at the technique of the household appliance, Dujeonseong (斗轉星移). It has the ability to reverse the opponent’s initial attack and strike.
But, the most heinous spirit of all time, the Heavenly Demon, derived from the Heavenly Demonic Sect, has taken possession of it… … .
‘Mo Yong-hui. You must awaken the power of the Heavenly Demon. If you don’t… … .’
It’s a sure defeat.
Kwaaaaang!
A loud noise erupted from Mo Yong-hui’s body. The guy who was desperate to block it struck back with his Thousand-Story Blade and flew towards Gu Yang-ryong.
“It’s like a newborn baby that used to walk on four legs is now standing on two legs. Hehe. It’s not bad, is it?”
“I promise to kill you… I will definitely keep my promise!”
Pfft!
Mo Yonghui’s strong fist pierced the air. Gu Yanglong circled around without even retrieving the Thousand-Slayer Sword.
Kwakwakwakwang!
The internal energy shot from the fist broke through the wall behind him, and Murong Hui’s body was wrapped tightly in Cheonjamsa.
“Promises? You make those when you have the ability to keep them, Mo Yong-hui.”
Shhhh!
Gu Yang-ryong swung Murong Hui, who was wrapped around Cheonjamsa, around widely as if he was twisting a throwing rope.
And then once on the right floor.
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Kwaaang!
Once on the bottom left.
Kwaaaaang!
Finally, I stuck it into the side wall.
Kwakwakwakwang!
Before I knew it, the old inn had become a ruin. Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the broken walls here and there, and a chilly wind seeped in.
“You said Black Star, right? I had a lot of questions for you. But I guess I’ll just kill you.”
“It’s annoying, but my heart is connected. I like it because it’s simple. I’m the same way.”
Even though we didn’t talk to him for long, I’m certain that he’s a guy I absolutely can’t let live.
Regardless of his grudge, he is a guy who will harm anyone he comes across while he still has breath.
“Kik. It’s something that can only be accomplished by one of the two. Is that possible?”
“If you’re curious, come and see.”
As soon as I finished speaking, a cold voice flowed from behind me.
The guy who was clearly in front of me just a moment ago, when did he get behind me?!
“Are you nervous?”
“at all.”
Shhh!
As I lowered my body, the Thousand-Sal Bido brushed past my head. Then, I swung my long sword at the bastard’s location, and bang! Only an empty sound was heard.
“Are you going to catch me if you’re that slow?”
Before I knew it, the guy was back on this floor, sitting down again. I have to admit one thing.
He’s superior to me in terms of speed.
“Kikki… … . Kikki. I like that expression. Yeah, that’s right. Guys like you look good in that way. Don’t you think so?”
“You crazy bastard. I just saw it.”
“Haha, ha… … You’re a funny kid. Okay. Come play with me.”
Shhhh!
The blade flew from the bastard’s hand again. The solid line tightened in all directions.
This is the very same herb that attacked Mo Yong-hui earlier.
I don’t know what it would have been like if it had been my first time seeing it, but…
Kwung! As I stomped my foot forward, wooden fragments flew in all directions. At the same time, I rose into the air and spread my typhoon awareness.
Papapapat!
Hundreds of fragments flew towards Guyangryong, and as I fell backwards, I drew the eight-character figure with both hands, gathered them in my dantian, and then spread them out to the sides.
Super Tiger Ten Martial Arts
The Three Palms (三掌) and the Ultimate Meaning (極義)
Tiger Palm
Kheuheuuung-! As the internal energy shoots out on both sides like two tigers leaping out, the Thousand-Salt Sword, which is flying in the direction of the front, loses its strength and falls to the ground.
Without missing this moment, I shot straight at him like a bolt of lightning.
Super Tiger Ten Martial Arts
Hexagonal cutting technique
Wall force perception
Phew! No matter how fast he is, he can’t avoid the wall force perception.
“you……?”
“I told you. I’m going to kill you.”
He blocked it with one hand and fell backwards. The moment he did, he stepped on Gu Yang-ryong’s knee and kicked his entire body with a kick.
Boom! Boom!
The last one was when he turned his face around and slammed it into the wall of the car.
Dust is rising in thick clouds, and I’ve been hit by dozens of bullets, but I don’t feel very good.
“Kikki… … . Kikki… … . It’s fun, it’s fun, it’s fun!”
A monster son.
The Chohwang Shipmuryu, which was developed using the Heavenly Demonic Spirit, is incomplete in breaking through the bastard’s self-defense energy.
As expected, he’s not an easy guy.
I was looking at the guy laughing without any reason, and suddenly I became curious.
The word “salgung” written on the beauty’s peak. I thought it was definitely related somehow… … However, no matter how I looked at it, he wasn’t the kind of guy who would hide behind someone and create a zombie.
What if I broke the zombie with my own hands?
“I came from Miinbong.”
“Kikki, the beauty peak in Tobong? Was Danjeonghak also in the same group?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“huh?”
Don’t look at me so innocently. Are you not one of them? Gu Yang-ryong, far from being embarrassed, just laughs as if he doesn’t care at all.
“Don’t you know anything about the Beauty Peak?”
“You know?”
“know?”
“Your hometown. Hehe.”
“This crazy guy.”
Gu Yang-ryong approaches, exuding a lot of life energy.
He’s a guy who doesn’t communicate at all.
The tension rose again, and with each step he took, the new models began to multiply exponentially: two, four, eight.
They all scattered like lightning at the same time and unleashed their Thousand-Slaughter Blades. This is… … dangerous?
Shhhhhh!
His sword takes up space in countless ways.
I tried to spread the Cheonma Gunhyeongbo and leave the place right away, but it was no use. The moment I left, I was cut by a blade and burned, so I didn’t have time to buy time.
Soon, the bastard’s clones gathered their hands together and simultaneously threw their swords at me like a dragon shooting out.
Kwarrrrrr!
Just hearing it makes me feel like a huge amount of internal energy is flying towards me without any room to escape.
There is no other way.
Kwaaaaaaah!
Cornered, I quickly turned my internal energy around, summoned a celestial demon, and broke through the wall of the structure.
Then, he spread all the Heavenly Demon Spirit energy he had stored inside his body onto the floor.
Kwaaaaang!
“Ugh!”
The black flower created a huge pillar that blocked the Thousand-Slayer Sword and rose to the very end of the sky.
Gu Yang-ryong’s main body, which was trying to ambush me from behind, allowed itself to be hit directly by the enormous energy and retreated a distance.
“You… … what are you?”
Silence flowed through the tattered guest house, and Guyangryong asked me.
“What are you, then? Those mere illusions are pouring out energy with the same power as the real thing.”
The devil was sent back immediately, but the doubts were not cleared up.
The only way to summon a clone and gain power is through the Cheonma Gunhyeongbo, which is based on the Cheonma Shingong.
Even if it was a magical technique, if it was something that anyone could implement, would the Heavenly Demonic Technique be called a legend?
“You… … No way… … ?”
Just as Guyangryong was about to speak with a question, he stepped into the collapsed wall and spoke.
“Who is going to step forward on his own? That guy is mine.”
It’s Mo Yong-hui.
“… … You’re alive? Did you even have a protective suit inside your body? Huh?”
Gu Yang-ryong returned to this floor again and muttered with his chin resting on his hand.
That monster kid. He’s stronger than you think. Even if you confront him head-on, he’s like this.
If they were to ambush us in normal times, I don’t even want to imagine it.
The only fortunate thing is that… … .
‘Are you injured?’
It seemed to have come down naturally, but it felt unnatural to me. I must have been shocked by the unexpected blow just a moment ago.
“How can I tear your body into little pieces? Huh?”
A deep murderous glint appeared in Gu Yang-ryong’s eyes.
The target is not me, but Mo Yong-hui, who is walking out of the dust unharmed.
I asked the guy.
“The body.”
“I was late because I was recovering for a while. It’s okay now.”
“What’s the feeling?”
“… … A moment. That’s enough.”
Even though I asked without giving any context, the guy answered calmly.
The time left to awaken your potential power. One moment.
“Can’t you do it half-width? Look at his eyes. He’s going strong.”
“… … Let’s give it a try.”
I nodded and raised my spirits.
It’s not just the lack of time that’s a problem.
A loud explosion of this magnitude would have reached the assassins scattered around the bamboo grove.
Moreover, whoever it is, the person crushed under Guyangryong’s feet is on the verge of death.
“Why? Are you afraid that someone might come?”
“It’s scary. It’s annoying.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make you two have fun. Especially you. I’m really curious. Hehe.”
How on earth can you die to have fun? You crazy bastard.
Phew!
As soon as the words were spoken, the clash between Gu Yang-ryong and Murong Hui began again.
Kwaaang!
This time, Guyangryong personally took up the Thousand-Sale Sword and chose close combat.
But.
‘It’s still weak, but a little slower.’
The wind blew and the rain poured down as they fought each other without stopping, but I could clearly see it.
On the other hand, Mo Yong-hui’s movements became faster and more solid.
Whaaaaa! Kaang!
As he took the Thousand-Sal-Bi-Do, which was wrapped in a cold steel blade, with his bare fist, Guyang-Ryong fell back with a jerk.
“Could it be that you too… … have reached the ultimate level of the devil… …?”
For the first time, surprise crossed his face.
The teas of the highest and the most extreme, or the most extreme, are easily distinguished by their blackness and strength.
The sword energy, which is merely a line, cannot break the strong energy that forms the surface.
Gu Yang-ryong must have intended to use his energy to quickly finish the Thousand-Sal-Bido, but his judgment was wrong.
Mo Yong-hui’s body is the very essence of strength.
That alone won’t be enough to predict the outcome.
of course.
Thud, thud.
The guy’s body isn’t completely intact either. It’s starting to crack like a rock breaking apart.
“Are you scared now?”
“It’s fun. It’s so fun! Hehe… … Puhahaha!”
Perhaps because of Murong Hui’s provocation, rather than retreating and holding back, Gu Yanglong charged forward even more fiercely like a wild dog.
Kang, kaang! Kang Kang!
A complete melee unfolded.
They exchanged dozens of blows in the span of a single swallow because they were so fast together.
The rough wind pressure is enough to make you frown.
‘They are both putting all their effort into the fierce attack. They don’t even care about their own bodies.’
They were tied together and fought like a fight, then backed down and collided.
One by one, scars were carved into each other’s bodies.
Bam!
“Kiku, how are you? Does it hurt?”
One of Gu Yang-ryong’s Thousand-Sale Swords finally got stuck in Murong Hui’s neck. It went in through the crack that had formed.
As if that wasn’t enough, he also pushed in the remaining Thousand-Year-Old Swords to create more space.
dump.
Mo Yong-hui kneels helplessly.
“Does it hurt? Huh? Tell me. How about a zombie in this situation? Haha!”
Hwi just lowered his head without saying anything.
Goo Yang-ryong jumps around excitedly and thrusts the Thousand-Sal-Bido deeper.
Phew!
Before he knew it, even the handle had sunk into Mo Yong-hui’s body.
“I wonder if you can survive with your neck cut in two? I wonder. I’m so curious. Isn’t that right?”
It’s a life or death crisis.
He may look small, but that’s just an illusion. Gu Yang-ryong is superior in every way. He’s not only fast and smooth, but his strength is also at its peak.
“Are you curious?”
Just then, Hwi lifted his head slightly and asked calmly.
“Are you okay? How are you?”
The answer to Guyangryong’s question was replaced by action.
Bam!
He clapped both of Guyangryong’s sunken wrists with both his fists.
Even if you block it with a self-defense weapon, Murong Hui’s attack, which is a combination of body and mind, is by no means something to be ignored.
Are you trying to trap my body and prevent me from escaping?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A sharp tone rang out one after another, and the corners of Guyangryong’s mouth turned up to his ears.
“Kick… … Kick. Should I be faster? Should I be faster? Huh?”
I’ve said it several times, but he’s completely crazy. Even though he was being attacked by Mo Yong-hui, instead of pulling his hand away, he tried to break it in two, and the tendon on his forehead stood out.
This is no longer a flashy showdown between the best of the best.
Exclusive. A bloody fight between wild dogs.
“well.”
Mo Yong-hui smiled awkwardly and struck Gu Yang-ryong in the ribs.
Phew!
“Ugh… … . Kick… … . Heekkick… … . Puhahahaha! Good. Very good!”
Guyangryong bursts into laughter, and the tendons all over his body stand out.
Mo Yong-hui also continued swinging his fists without stopping with an indifferent expression.
Thud! Thud! Thud thud thud!
Swaying. The legs of Guyangryong, which were like an iron fortress, began to shake. At that very moment.
Hui’s strong will pierced his face.
Bam! Bam!
In the end, Guyangryong flew far away and collapsed, even with the Thousand-Year-Old Sword in his hand.
Bam!
Mo Yong-hui pulled out the dagger stuck in his neck with his own hands. The wide-open hole reflected his inner thoughts.
“Are you sick? I’m not sick.”
“Kick… … Kick.”
Gu Yang-ryong, who has no sense of pain, and Murong Hui, the poet of the Heavenly Demon River.
Clearly, Guyangryong had many opportunities to kill Hui.
But his arrogance, his playfulness, his stubbornness, changed the situation.
Conversely, an opportunity came to Hwi.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dark flames scatter along the exterior of Mo Yong-hui’s body, and even his eyes turn black.
Kwaaaaaaah!
The devil.
Finally, the guy became one with the demon. He reached the realm of a true demon.
“Promise. I will keep it.”
“Ugh… … Heh heh… … . Everything is falling apart. And you’re saying something you can’t keep again?”
Boom! Whoosh!
As Murong Hui was shot with a thunderous roar, black smoke was etched along the road.
Gu Yang-ryong, who barely managed to get up, smiled and took back the Thousand-Slayer Sword.
Wheaaaaaaak! Chuck!
The Thousand-Sale Sword drew diagonal lines left and right toward the approaching Murong Hui. At the same time, Murong Hui’s strong fist broke through the gap and advanced toward Gu Yang-rong’s chest.
This combination… … will determine victory or defeat!
“asleep!”
Crunch! Thud!
Two cruel tones flew out simultaneously.
Two people standing tall.
Chaenggrang!
The Thousand-Sale Sword in Guyangryong’s left hand fell to the floor.
dump.
And Gu Yang-ryong’s two knees also touched the floor.
Mo Yong-hui’s body was split in half from the left heart to the Jinjung point.
“No heart… . Kick… . Old man… . I made something… . .”
Gu Yang-ryong closed his eyes without being able to finish speaking.
With the right hand, he aimed for the weak point of the zombie, the heart, and with the left hand, he aimed for the neck.
One of the left-handed swords was weak. If only a little more strength had been used, Mo Yong-hui might not have been able to avoid death.
“Whew… … .”
It’s covered in wounds. There’s no place that isn’t sacred.
Like a sculpture that has endured the storms of a thousand years, Hui’s body is on the verge of breaking apart.
The guy turned around slowly and said.
“Was the revenge of the agents… sufficient?”
“Perfect. They’ll be drinking upstairs, beating gongs, and playing the gayageum.”
“Hehehe… … . I guess so.”
Seeing his bitter smile made me want to cry for no reason. I approached him and pushed his back against me.
“Stop showing off and get carried away.”
Bam. I can feel the weight of the guy and his skin as cold as ice.
“… … I owe you another favor again.”
“Why? You don’t like it?”
“Isn’t that natural? To be carried by the evil you of the Demonic Cult.”
“Thank you.”
You son of a bitch. Yeah, you’re good.
I was grumbling and was about to go up to this floor while carrying Hwi.
Bam.
Suddenly my shoulder feels wet. What is it?
“… … I wanted to meet you. Okay.”