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Rise (12)
The sunlight breaks transparently.
“… … .”
The snow on the ridge crunched silently.
A bright energy like dawn was rippling everywhere, and the reason was that the glow coming from the sword stuck in front of Magwangikju’s feet was filling the surroundings.
The mist of light that rose up to the prince’s shoulders was gentle and divine.
The silence of the surrounding gangsters was never quiet.
All the emotions of those standing on two feet seemed to seep into the air, starting with their facial expressions.
While some people kept their mouths shut, it was difficult to feel hostility from those who raised their eyebrows or absentmindedly opened their lips.
It was just chaos. There were murmurs and words of horror.
“Ip Hwang Seong, Ma Gwang Ik Ju… …!”
“The one who won the Martial Arts Alliance’s Opening Ceremony?”
“What the… a big shot out of nowhere… … .”
The one sitting obliquely on the palanquin was not the first object of attention.
It had to be that way.
A master emerged from Iphwangseong, which leads to the military gates of Gangho. One of the seventeen treasured swords appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The black dwarf with the yellow color. To those who even the blue masters would avoid and find it burdensome, he was a being comparable to the King of Hell.
“Black robe… Really? You’re too old… … .”
“It is said that the leader of the Myunggyo sect survived even after traveling through the thirteen heavens at that time.”
“Arthur. The rumors about the Magwangikju of that time are not worse than that.”
“That’s right. He is a strong man who defeated all the main masters of the Four Thousand and Thirteen Thousand Heavenly Swordsmen. He even defeated the Heavenly Sword Master. All of this was accomplished in one year.”
“You don’t have to worry too much, do you? I swear I’ve never done anything to the common people… … .”
“You priests! Come to your senses! We’re facing the Black Hwangseong! Back, back! Back off!”
The panic was short-lived.
The reactions gradually became more distinct. Depending on the sect one belongs to and the lineage inherited, the reactions differ greatly.
While Baekdo Jeongjong’s warriors showed signs of shock and some reluctance, most stopped there.
The relationship between Jeong Sa-ji and Sima Oedo was different.
Whether he was pretending to be calm or showing signs of near-terrence, he backed down equally.
A hundred or so people made a sound like they were stepping on snowballs. It didn’t matter how many steps they took back. It wasn’t a funny sight.
I immediately believe in the identity of Magwangikju. This is because his vision and intuition are developed.
It meant that they were all equally worthy of being called experts.
Those who fear the annihilation of Ip Hwang Seong. Those who the Ip Hwang Seong Shin Geum Dan can come out and kill.
“Your achievements are plentiful.”
Jeong Yeon-shin muttered calmly.
When a mission is assigned to the commander, information about the drones moving around the mission area is first sent down.
The General Office of the Imperial Household creates a book that can be read once and then burned. It contains all sorts of content.
Yongmo Pagi, Mu Maek Clan, martial arts based on seasonal skills, and even the surrounding martial arts people known to have formed friendships.
I can’t really go into detail. It’s just information from a local person. It’s based on intelligence sent from a nearby government office.
But even that alone caused ominous rumors to spread about the great shareholders of Ip Hwang Seong.
If a dignified and powerful master emerges from Haomen, he will be no different from the black swordsmen of the Ihwangseong Divine Sword Sect.
It can’t be helped for the Sima Oedo and Heukdo warriors.
A person who had never met him before pretended to know him, but in reality, it was King Yeomra who had already passed judgment in his mind and was stretching out his golden staff.
“I, I will get off.”
“Quietly… let’s go together.”
Many of those gathered around the ominous atmosphere turned their heels back. They slowly went down while being wary of Jeongyeonshin.
It is a matter of prioritizing life over a thousand-year sewer. The crowd that seemed to be encircling us has completely dissipated.
There were only about a hundred people left. Those who were not part of the Sima Oedo and the thirteen thousand people. The tension was evident in the way they looked at each other and at the Ma Guang Ikju.
The isolated Taebaeksan ridge has entered a new phase.
Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t care about those who were running away. In the absence of Ma Gwang-ik, it was impossible to catch even the most insignificant ones. He had to focus on the most important task in the black ranks.
“Do you have anything to say to the Lord?”
Over the shoulder of the Suwangmunju, he gazed blankly at the young man who was slumped in the palanquin.
The prince slightly raises the corners of his mouth. It seems as if he is having fun, as if he is watching the most interesting part of the opera.
The source of witchcraft. The one who spoke of a strategy aimed at Jeongyeonshin.
There is a reason why I found out the situation. The power of the Shicheon method pierced through the barrier they had set up, and even captured their quick mouth movements.
The speed of the oral surgery was meaningless in front of the eyes that were observing the people’s livelihood. I read every word the bastard was babbling.
-A sprout is a sprout.
The prince licked his lips.
– It must have been a sprout of the Cheonhamok. It’s impressive.
He ends his speech from afar, raising the corners of his mouth even higher.
The way he lowered his upper body back and dangled his hands on the armrests of the palanquin was somewhat frivolous. It seemed like an intentional posture.
Ma Gwang-ik slowly opened his lips.
“If you have a bad posture for your lower back… If you behave like that, you will never be able to reach the realm of ascension. A lowly person shouldn’t clean his body like that.”
―… … .
Jeong Yeon-shin was calm throughout. He was now a young warrior who had fought many fierce battles.
Just because you are ignorant of provoking others doesn’t mean you will fall for any provocation. It’s not like you are a child.
That was when.
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“Look here.”
A thick voice rang out.
It came out of the mouth of the person standing right in front of me. It was Suwangmunju Wi Se-hyeok.
He was raising a powerful qi wave with his whole body and furrowing his brows, and he felt like he had a presence that could be the center of a scheme planned by the Thirteen Heavens.
It seemed to be saying that in the world, great men do not only come from the Great Wall.
“I watched silently and realized that your arrogance was excessive. Where are you looking, Ma Gwang-ik-ju?”
“Step back.”
Jeong Yeon-shin spoke in a hushed tone. She was speaking to Jang Soon-il and the Bukgung siblings sitting behind her.
Unlike Jang Soon-il, who was showing a very frightened expression, Bukgung Rin and Bukgung Hu were breathing very calmly.
Perhaps it was because they came from the distant frozen palace of ice. They must have known about the Ip Hwang-seong, but their reaction was simply that they were so-so. They were worthy of being called noble nobles.
Bukgung Rin’s voice tickled my ears.
“We’ll take care of the guide boy.”
“Gilbeot, focus on demonstrating your martial arts skills. It seems like a crisis, but I have no intention of turning my back on you.”
It was the words of the Duke of Bukgung. The way of thinking was different from that of the people of the Central Plains.
The trust that arose from a small campfire was stronger than Jeongyeonshin had thought. The friendship with them may be as valuable as a thousand years of experience.
The noble siblings of the Ice Palace slowly retreated with Jang Soon-il in tow.
“thanks.”
Jeong Yeon-shin briefly expressed her gratitude and took a step forward.
At the same time, Suwangmunju Wi Se-hyeok waved both his arms widely.
From the sleeves of the orange-colored uniform, a loud wave of energy spread out into the colorless air. It was an aerodynamic wave that filled the silence with violent ripples.
The blue-tinted eyes of Jeongyeonshin scanned him.
‘His internal energy is not biased to one side. He has deep fundamentals. His body and muscles are tightly knit, so he may be strong in long-term battles.’
The conclusion was clear.
A strong person with solid overall martial arts skills who does not depend on internal energy compatibility.
This is a personnel selection that identifies and selects the best islanders in Magwangikju.
He was aiming for Jeong Yeon-shin, who was showing strength in short-term battles with his quickly built-up force. He was not weak in magical and martial arts either. It was a meticulous arrangement.
‘I win.’
The problem is that it is not a matter of life and death for just the two of them. There is no way they would set a trap and insist on a one-on-one fight.
Jeongyeonshin grabbed the sword wave of the Bukmyeonggeom that was stuck in the ground and slowly pulled it up.
“Come.”
The moment he spoke.
Kuung!
It wasn’t just Wi Se-hyeok who rushed in.
“Hit!”
“Kill me here!”
I was caught in a well-organized formation. There was no room for carelessness when dealing with the Magwangikju. The crowd of dozens surrounding me closed in.
It was a combined attack encirclement made up of elite masters of the Paegeomjong, Hyeolyeongyo, and Yeolyeong. The fearsome ki waves slashed at Jeongyeonshin’s skin.
bang!
He struck out from the fist of the Suwangmunju to the back of his hand. A heavy shock wave erupted.
Surprise flashed through his eyes. He was unable to immediately dissipate the aftereffects of the blow that had contained the light wheel.
Suwangmunju showed his loss by taking a short step back.
Saaaaak!
At the same time, all kinds of waves came from eight directions.
It was a single strike by the combined forces of the unmanned forces, and they covered all directions to prevent any follow-up attacks, and stabbed with sword wind and iron objects. The resonating sound that echoed through the air was like the sound of a swarm of bees.
In that moment, the hem of Jeongyeonshin’s clothes fluttered blackly. It was right after she pulled the Bukmyeonggeom inward and laid it down horizontally.
The strong wind that surged from his entire body pushed away the waves that were crashing against him. It was the spirit of a god of wind and an emperor.
“Stand back!”
It was when Suwangmunju kicked one foot back and shouted.
Jeongyeonshin’s sword flashed silver like a ray of a whirlwind.
The new form that rotated and returned in an instant was slowly cut off as if it was being segmented. It was an afterimage. It was so fast that the energy wave surrounding the entire body could not keep up.
Jeez, jeez, jeez!
The quick swords from several levels above shattered all the weapons on all sides. Many people were coughing up blood as they held onto their weapons with only the handles remaining.
It was because they were directly hit by the aftereffects of the attack. Six out of the eight fell in an instant.
Jeongyeon Shin stretched out her left hand.
The falling fragments of the flying object stopped in midair. It was a sign of a great catastrophe.
“rear!”
The King of the Suwangmun shouted.
The second line came in quickly. It seemed as if they were watching the tactics of the spearmen and shieldmen of the military gate.
Those wearing tighter and more solid armor were closing in. They looked like they were wearing thin armor under their uniforms.
Following Jeongyeonshin’s short gesture, steel petals scattered in all directions.
Kwakwakwakwak!
It was stuck with a dull sound. Their bodies hesitated.
Perhaps they were mainly trained in self-defense techniques. They did not die instantly from the wide-area attack without any special preparation. They only showed traces of blood on their faces, showing a pained expression.
For a brief moment, Jeongyeonshin’s eyes sank.
‘I know my battles.’
We’ve come prepared. The elite of the thirteen thousand.
Phew!
The Suwangmunju, cutting through the air, strikes the water pipe down from above.
While the front and rear ranks held out, a well-prepared attack began. The ripples on the blade grew colorless and blazing.
The energy of the Suwangmun Suwangbongsingong (洙枉鳳身功) seemed much stronger than what was described in the General Manager’s Manual.
It was natural. He was the vanguard of the thirteen thousand.
Boom!
A blurry shockwave exploded in all directions. He raised his palm to the water king’s water gate while activating the ring.
The blade of the bastard’s hand buckled inward as the immense repulsive force exploded. The feeling of his bones being torn to pieces was immediate.
“Ugh!”
As the eyebrows of Suwangmunju Wi Se-hyeok furrowed, swords from all directions rushed in threateningly.
The faces of the thirteen thousand masters holding spears and sword hilts were filled with murderous intent.
Jeongyeonshin’s eyes moved left and right, shining with blue light.
As the blue pupils left a faint afterimage, the black robe of the Magic Wing Sword danced and fluttered. Immediately after piercing through all of the walls, it spun around with the movements of the divine wind god.
He smashed the spear that was passing before his eyes with his left hand, and with his speedy heart attack, he cut off the chests of the two on the right at once.
Swaaaah!
The afterimage of the silver sword remained, long and twisted. This was because the halo was thick.
‘Uncle will go quickly.’
Jeong Yeon-shin thought of her niece Jeong Hye amidst the trajectory of the swordsmanship.