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Flash (3)
‘The black seniors… … ?’
Jeongyeonshin turned the wheel of her heart.
The small amount of light that had risen immediately rose upwards.
As it passes through the navel, the internal energy of the wind pool point (風池穴) where the meridian of the back of the head and below the ear meet becomes thicker.
The meridians of the surrounding blood vessels were sharpening the nerves. It was a study of the sense of hearing.
The sounds coming into my ears grew louder.
Even in that, the conversation between the black ones was faint. The sound could only be picked up by spreading the light even more thickly.
It seemed as if a curtain had been drawn with air power immediately after the shout of Cheonrimdaeju erupted.
Xiahou Weijin only shouted with all his might once.
From then on, it was a voice. Since it was inside the great lords’ atmosphere, no one but Jeong Yeon-shin could hear it.
The pure power of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi transmitted the girl’s voice vaguely.
“… … You crazy bastard! What if I tell you the emergency name?!”
There are few people in the world who can criticize Cheonrimdaeju like that.
It was clearly the voice of the Ip Hwang Shin Chang Ak Soo Rim. It seemed as if he was running with Xiahou Wei Jin. A harsh question followed.
“What is the problem?”
“I know you’re not stupid, so why are you acting like that? The name itself is the problem. You’re provoking Baekdo Mu-maek in case someone calls you a master of the island.”
“What a very well-chosen name.”
“Can’t you tell right away what the emergency is? Anyone can guess, if they just think about it a little. You big guy, are you crazy?”
“I just don’t like hiding it. This kind of thing should be widely known. Maintaining class and being mindful of others are two completely different things. Do you keep your mouth shut because you’re afraid of the power of outsiders? That’s behavior that goes against the dignity of black.”
“You’re out of your mind. Do you think your true nature will change if you reveal it? Don’t open your eyes like a bear, but look like a nobleman! Do you think that if you’re good at the eye technique, you’ll be fine?”
“I can handle it. The Shingeomdan is strong.”
“Even if a dozen purple ones and a few dozen black ones rush in? Do you know that this is a likely situation? A guy who just recently attended the Martial Arts Alliance is still just talking nonsense. Even this incident won’t end on the scale of an Alliance meeting, right?”
“The old school is second. But the Segaju are rated too highly. There are more than a dozen purple ones.”
“Instead of engaging in a pointless argument, read the context. Am I wrong? If you can take on any of the heads of the eight great families and single-handedly defeat even one of them, I will acknowledge it. Can you say that now is the time when you couldn’t do it for decades even with that size? And you shouldn’t just think about the Daebang faction. What are you going to do about the peerless masters who dominate the martial arts world without a school?”
“If the 17th generation of the Shingeomdan unite as one… … .”
“Even when there were three purples, it was difficult to fully handle the world of martial arts. And from the beginning, you should have said what was possible. If your nature is to give up the livelihood of the people of the world, is that the nature of a king?”
“… … .”
“There is no such thing as a fool. He is the one who uses his pride to undermine his fox-like intuition. If you die on a mission, there will be no other reason than that, really.”
“I have a plan. This is not something to keep in black. It would be better to increase the power of the entire nature… … .”
“What are you doing becoming stronger only for the sake of the sect, risking the rumors spreading? Are you going to lie down like a dog in the Thirteen Heavens? It’s a hundred percent right to only learn the black color. No, but look at that fifty-second intellectual talking back every time? I told you, it’s crazy to bring something like that up without discussion!”
“Where in the world is there a black man in Wonpyeongilgeomjang who would listen to what I have to say seriously? He would have been ignored as soon as he spoke. By the way, fifty seconds? That is very different from what I remember in this body.”
“what?”
“Even if I can’t do it, wouldn’t the sixty-year-old have stretched out?”
At the same time, there was a snort of laughter.
“Are you proud of your short breathing? Your breathing is so inefficient that you’re a loser!”
“It’s already happened, so let’s stop. The Lord of Heavenly Forest was reckless. It seems there will be repercussions. At least it’s a late night.”
The arguing voices gradually came closer.
By the time the last sound of Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu’s clear voice could be heard, three new figures were coming into view.
In the direction directly across from the main gate of Magwangik Hall.
Each of the nerves in the body had a different personality.
Hwaaaaak!
The evil spirits kicked the ground briskly, and Unsoyu’s footwork was elastic and motionless.
On the other hand, Xiahou Weijin’s Boshin Gyeong was awkwardly light.
It was so obvious to the master that he was hesitant. It seemed like he was taking Jeong Yeon-shin’s advice and practicing.
All three were slow compared to the others. They did not show off their speed due to their nature.
Even so, it was black. The moment its appearance was engraved in my eyes, it quickly got closer.
The Ma Gwang-ik Blues, who had been on alert, retreated behind Jeong Yeon-shin and toward the main gate.
The blue hems of Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye brushed the shoulders of their lords.
Pungran and Nilecheon, who came from the blood veil, also joined Ma Gwang-ik.
In the meantime, the three major leaders arrived.
A strong wind blew. Jeongyeonshin’s hair blew slightly backwards.
“Meet my seniors.”
Jeong Yeon-shin greeted the seniors with a simple greeting. She looked at their faces.
Earlier, Ha Hou Wei Jin mentioned the term ‘Ba Baek Jong Ram’.
It was said that there was a meeting of the Wonpyeongil Prosecutors’ Office, and it seemed that the secret document that he had put his heart and soul into was made public.
I was curious about the matter. Was the content of the document lacking?
‘Come to think of it… … I also destroyed the Shandong musician’s nerve.’
Changbong Akye-rim came to mind. As Cheonggi-rin’s fiancée, she was the one who apologized to Jeongyeon-shin at the moment of farewell.
He said he was the nephew of Iphwangsinchang. I wonder how he would accept the martial arts of Aksurim, even though he would be able to apply some of his destruction methods.
That was when.
Sabak.
The evil spirit that came down in front of me smiled brightly.
“Our Seomye’s facial features are becoming more distinct as the days go by? You should really learn the art of longing without even stopping your hands and feet, kid. Do you know that a master’s sense of distance is a lifeline? A difference of even a single inch can change the effectiveness of a move.”
“Thank you for the advice.”
“Even though you know everything.”
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It was when she waved her hand lightly.
A giant shadow appeared at the top of the Aksurim grove.
In the bright moonlight of the evening, Xiahou Weijin’s appearance stood out. Even his shadow looked incredibly strong.
It is a seven-foot-tall giant. It is said to be the largest wall in Iphwangseong.
He was also known as a divine general who descended when fortune reached the common people.
His presence was worthy of the nickname of the God of Power and Power. It was said that the years he had been acting in black were much longer than that of Aksurim.
“How can you see and think like that?”
He asks right away. Jeongyeonshin asks more briefly.
“yes?”
“It seems like he hasn’t even trained in the art of eye-striking, but isn’t his keen eye and imagination amazing? At that age, and with those hands, he’s able to make something like that. It’s a delicacy that even I, who has learned the art of the clan, don’t possess.”
“That’s too much praise.”
“I just skimmed through a few chapters of the first half and came here. Okay, first… … .”
Phew.
Colorless waves spread across Ha Hou Wei Jin’s body as he dragged his horse’s tail.
He glanced over Jeong Yeon-shin’s face. A hazy curtain had spread out. It was the physical manifestation of Jin-gi.
I stretched out my aerodynamics to create a hemispherical soundproof curtain. I couldn’t do this with just a little bit of study.
The same was true of Jin-gi’s ability to draw and draw. It was an internal skill that proved the state of unity between the spirits and energy.
“Let’s go in first. There is something to discuss among the shareholders… … .”
“The Paekbaek General Assembly? What is that…?”
The sounds outside grew distant. They were accompanied by the voices of the blue-haired masters, Ma Gwang-ik.
It was completely sealed within a few minutes.
Magwangikju, Yullyeongdaeju, Cheonrimdaeju, and Shingeombudaeju.
Xiahou Weijin’s talisman only surrounded the four black people.
It is the boundary that separates the noble black warriors from others. The humming sound testifies to the depth of the inner strength of the great master of the Ming clan.
It was a level that even the current Jeongyeonshin’s ability to accumulate energy through the light wheel of the law could not reach.
It was a noble clan. The years of Jin-gi Tonap were different.
‘If I keep spinning the wheel nonstop for a year, will I be able to catch up? It’s really far away.’
While Jeong Yeon-shin was secretly admiring him, Ha Hou-wi-jin looked down at his junior with a strange expression.
“Let’s start with the Moryong family’s Thirteen Sword Steps. The destruction method is written very briefly there.”
There was a heat in the thick voice.
Jeong Yeon-shin thought of the Cheonryong Sword Master who exchanged swords at the Murim Alliance’s Opening Ceremony.
He was a swordsman who seemed to have some kind of favor with Iphwangseong. As a representative of the Murong family, he planned to ruin Jeongyeonsin’s reputation.
It was an absurd show. He was defeated by Jeong Yeon-shin’s swordsmanship skills.
‘The forensics itself was dizzying. It won’t be easy if we meet again.’
It was when Jeongyeonshin was thinking.
“There was a time when he almost got defeated in the Cheonryeong Sword Formation. He said that he rushed in alone to save his men. Mo Yong-se said that he would face the Cheonryeong Sword Formation, a sword formation of thirty men of the same level as the Blue, all by himself.”
Aksurim, with the corners of his lips raised, continued speaking teasingly.
“It’s brave that he didn’t die. If he hadn’t lured Cheonryonggeomdaeju to a bad place, he would have truly become a lowly person. As you can see, there aren’t many top-notch people among your seniors. It’s probably just Yullyeongdaeju and me here.”
Jeong Yeon-shin lowered her eyelashes as if she hadn’t heard anything. She was once again grateful for her grandfather’s unchanging words and actions.
“The summary is sufficiently stated.”
Xiahou Weijin opened his mouth with a stern expression.
“That’s not wrong. That’s how it is with the old swordsman. However, there are some parts that are hard to guess unless you’re a writer of the highest level. For example, when breaking the strong swordsmanship of the Murong clan… didn’t it say to put the true energy into the point of contact with the Yong (冗) stroke? Add about 30% more strength to the Gwi (几) character below. That’s how it was written.”
“The swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword was inherently sinister.”
Jeongyeon Shin opened her lips calmly.
“The shape of the air force that surrounded the arm and the sword was strange, and the strength and weakness of the structure of the true energy were distinct. If you want to break through it with a thrusting attack, it would be Yongja. With a concentrated attack, you can only leave it to luck. It would be good to accidentally hit a weak point in the air force flow, but if you want to lead the battle stably, you shouldn’t do that. If you adjust the discharge wave into two strokes, you can bring about victory.”
Slowly.
Xiahou Weijin kept his mouth shut.
For a moment, his thick eyebrows twitched. The expression on his face, which was unique to the Emperor’s household and difficult to read, wavered.
It was a noticeable change because the bangs were swept back coolly over the forehead.
There was no response for a moment. Aksurim and Unsoyu were the same.
These were words that made me feel anew.
The person who wrote the Jeongjongmu Maek Pahae Bibeop is their junior.
The master of Baekhwa. The new black one has achieved feats that go beyond nothing. It was truly no ordinary feat.
His accumulated achievements were incomparable to those of mid-level shareholders.
But is there another black person besides Seomye who has achieved such great feats with a single achievement?
While it was truly amazing and admirable, at this point I had to see him as a competitor rather than a new junior.
We run together on the road that stretches towards the purple long coat.
It wouldn’t be strange if someone touched it first. At this moment, everyone became aware of it.
Xiahou Weijin slowly opened his mouth.
“You, it would be best to take on a big task next time. It’s a mission where the two armed forces will work together.”
His expression was stiff, trying to hide his shock, and his voice was hoarse, as if his throat was choked.
Anyone who looked at it felt strange. Jeong Yeon-shin’s head tilted slightly to the side. What is it, why?
“Anyway, let’s go back to the Cheonryongsipsamgeombo.”
Xiahou Weijin pretended not to care and changed the subject.
“I know you mentioned the texture of the true energy, adding 30% to the lower stroke. However, if it was something that could be done with only strong internal energy, there would be no destruction method. Isn’t the key point how to put the total amount of energy into it? There were some omitted parts like this here and there. Of course, since you’ve been busy with construction, I understand.”
“Is that what you came to ask?”
“Isn’t it important?”
“I didn’t think about it. It’s a basic exercise, isn’t it? There’s not much room for annotations. Anyway, when it comes to actual combat, I’ll just do whatever I think is good enough… … .”
At that moment, Jeongyeon Shin noticed the changes in the expressions of her three seniors.
Faces that looked like they had received a request for a nightcap while they were sleeping.
What would happen if the best players got hit by a pillow? As soon as I saw that, my speech became slurred.
‘Is there a problem?’