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Lotus (14)
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Kwaaaaaaaang―!
The nobles who were watching were completely shocked.
From the moment the Ronin Geomwoonbi revealed his identity, the place was in chaos. Those who were relatively weak and had many unstable corners had already fled far away.
It was extremely rare for a martial artist to have the courage to face the black color of the Yellow Emperor.
Even those who had initially pretended to be relaxed could not hide their bewilderment as the fight continued.
The room was in an uproar.
“A horn, no, something more. The one who earned the title of Gong with his powerful fists is being pushed back.”
“Is there anyone else in the world like him besides the great and powerful minister of the famous religion…?”
“I didn’t think it existed. Even though I heard some rumors.”
“Gongya Gaju! What is this!”
“Are you really in league with the sword of the Hwang family? This is not a profitable choice. The city of Ihwang is strong but lacks resources, and the Zhuge family has made this area their own territory… … How can you handle his magical and martial arts skills?”
The surrounding nobles are not looking kindly. This is probably because the presence of a high-ranking official from Iphwangseong has finally reached their skin.
The reactions of Duke Gong Yasu, who opened his mouth wide and then his eyes sparkled, and Grand Duchess Gong Yajeong, who stared at the stage with an expression of disbelief, were different.
“I thought he had an unusual status. No, if you just look at his face, he seems like a noble family, but how can he have grown up so harshly? Since he’s a blood relative of the evil Ma Yeon-jeok, he can be indifferent to everything! I told you I was a close friend of Seomye from Iphwangseong?! Ma Gwang-ik-ju! Ma Gwang-ik-ju!”
“Sua, be quiet.”
Gong Ya-jeong calmed her younger brother down by holding his sleeve with deep eyes.
I felt the gazes surrounding me like bars.
He looks upon the Gongya clan from afar, regardless of whether they are close friends, famous people, or those who have been treated to banquets at his family’s house.
Now, the martial arts clans of Shanxi will not come near Gongye Se-ga.
It was the fate of the sects intertwined with the Emperor’s reign.
It was something that had to be endured unless one was a regional hegemon or a widely respected Palga or Gupa. Inviolability of official duties, freedom of the martial arts world… … .
‘As long as the Zhuge family is alive, it won’t be easy for the main family to remain intact.’
Grand Duchess Gong Ye-jeong tried hard to suppress her resentment. She was thinking of the ten-year-old technique that Magwangikju had taught her.
It’s a cider that gave and received martial arts. I wanted to think of it as a martial artist, not as a Segawon.
“hmm…….”
Gong Yagaju didn’t say anything.
He just stared at the Tang Dynasty’s Magwangikju with a serious face.
BAM! BAM! BAM! KWAAAAHHHH!
The two figures kept blurring. They clung together and fell apart as if they had no distinct body, creating a thunderous noise.
Every time, the waves of wind that spread created strong winds and even tore the sunshade apart.
The shock waves that shook the trajectory of the tour were enormous.
It’s like a tangled web of lightning bolts. It’s not a human fight.
“It was not the time to worry about returning home… …Hasn’t Shanxi become an arena for the dragon and tiger to fight?”
Gong Yagaju was quietly thinking.
Even though Shanxi is smaller than Huguang or Shaanxi, it is still a province.
It doesn’t mean a castle built of bricks, but rather the most extensive area bounded by boundaries in the country.
It is so vast that it rivals any foreign country, but the powerful clans of Shanxi are swept away by the tidal waves of Ihwangseong and Palga, and are chirping noisily like owls.
How could this have happened without any time to think about it? It was an act of God.
‘What should I do with this… … .’
Soon, they all activated their magic and followed the path of the two masters with laborious nods.
The nature of the fierce battle that was taking place on the stage changed.
bang!
The instep that Unhwaryeon had raised was deflected by Jeongyeonshin’s hand and fell.
Her left arm, which she had hung down, was now crippled to the point that anyone could see its red flesh. It was so miserable that it seemed as if she had no more strength left.
So, each method was developed. It was to immediately restore the original sense of balance.
He was said to be the best master of the Ungajeil Kwon martial arts. This means that he is well-versed in using his body.
Swish! Swish! Boom!
The technique was strange. He used his long legs like a sword.
The sound of cutting through the air was barely audible, but each time a sharp wave exploded, it left a scar on Jeongyeonshin’s skin. The pain was hot like a burn.
The depth of his martial arts was extraordinary. He was like the Eight Great Masters of the world of martial arts.
Jeongyeonshin continued to scan the trajectories of her limbs. She had activated Anbeop Shinkongjeolhak and Shicheonbeop.
Each time the blue pupils, with their bright blue eyes, moved rapidly up and down and left and right, a blue reflection remained.
‘Next, right.’
Wow!
Unhwaryeon raised his right hand.
The load from the back of the hand to the shoulder was enormous. The recoil from the repeated casting of the ring sword remained.
It is not easy to receive her blows. Her energy is greater than Jeongyeonshin’s.
He didn’t care.
Every time I mixed my hands, a strange feeling grew stronger.
thud!
He stepped on Unhwaryeon’s knee, which was rising strongly, and struck her temple with the back of his hand.
Oh my!
It was like a lightning bolt struck my hand.
It was incredibly noisy. Shards of the aerodynamic force flew everywhere. The rebound of the hit self-defense weapon created a small storm.
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‘also.’
Jeongyeon Shin had a fantasy that she had been slapped in the face.
They communicate with each other every time they collide. It is the function of the upper body. Looking at Unhwaryeon’s eyes that waver occasionally, it seemed like she too had realized it, albeit belatedly.
Could it be because of the discarded Dharma treasure before the long sum? Or maybe it’s because the two of them are both extremely skilled at using the upper-body technique.
‘Is it fate?’
I thought as I did a backflip. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Unhwaryeon shaking him off with a strong roar.
A mysterious power seemed to flow from her messy, jet-black short hair. She was truly a strong person.
‘So… I get it vaguely.’
What kind of feeling is Samhwachwijeong woven with?
It was different from the cognitive ability of the Emperor of Heaven, who seemed to be looking down from a high place.
Because I kept hitting the ground, my wrists, shoulders, and waist were very sore, but it didn’t hurt.
I can only imagine what kind of power structure those cumbersomely fast monkeys have to operate their internal energy.
It was different from before, when it just seemed fast. If I personally practiced their ‘closed training’, it would change even more.
‘I don’t have time right now.’
Anyway, once you feel it, you never forget it.
Sling.
He pulled out the North Sword.
Here, I shouldn’t abuse my Hwan-gang any more. I shouldn’t cast the Ultimate Lightning either. I had to leave room to deal with the Zhuge Liang.
Since the opponent showed no signs of backing down, there was no choice but to end it in the Geomryeoseomneung style.
The tall Unhwaryeon stared blankly at him.
“… … .”
We didn’t talk to each other any more.
As the transparent sunlight caressed the ruined stage, the winter wind blew dryly across the two people’s skin.
Suddenly, Unhwaryeon’s body disappeared.
thud-!
There was not even a hint of a build-up of tension.
Suddenly, in front of Jeongyeonshin’s eyes, a segmented image of a colorless, blazing light wave wrapped around his right fist appeared, stamping on the ground.
It is a powerful blow that can crush a mountain with one blow. It is the best blow that makes Zhuge Liang invincible.
In the gap of a moment, space was distorted.
Jeongyeonshin’s eyes lit up with blue light. It was a martial art she had never heard of before.
The path that stretched out in a straight line as if it had not gone through any ritual looked strangely complicated.
The blunt sword’s magic was to force the opponent into a state where they could not evade. The ripples of the waves, which seemed to end only after they struck, tore through the ground and tore through the air.
Hwaaaaah!
At the same time, the realm of super-rise was opened up.
Time slowed down for the two of them. The moments began to feel like eternity, to the point where they could feel the cold wind brushing their cheeks.
‘In the sky.’
Unhwa-ryeon recalled the contemptuous gaze that Zhuge Liang had been sending her.
-What confidence did you have in rejecting the destruction law? It was going to end up like this.
It was after losing to Seomye at the Murim Alliance.
I loved a cunning man, and in the end, I made a choice that was not shameful for a commoner, and ended up committing a sin against my lover.
She turned her attention to her enemy who was swinging his sword at her.
A very handsome boy. His eyes, which flash with a blue light, are like lightning strikes. He was worthy of being the last heir to the Ungasin Kwon lineage.
It was a moment.
From afar.
Woohoooooooo―
The pebbles that fell before the Shanxi aristocrats shone softly.
At the same time, the brain power of the upper trance of the Unhwaryeon, which was in line with the lower trance energy, glowed white. For a brief moment, she felt depressed.
It was not his own mind, but that of Ma Gwang-ik. He could also feel the direction. The young man who died holding a fan came to mind.
‘Yes, that’s right. You were angry. Not the boss, but you.’
A series of whitish lights appeared.
From the crown of the Unhwaryeon that blooms from the Dharma treasure and infinitely releases the supernatural power of the Three Flowers of Purification, through the eye law where the Magic Light Eagle is activating, to the upper part of the Magic Light Eagle that glows strangely brightly.
The mysterious energy roughly collided with each other like constellations.
Woohoo!
A flower bud sprouted in Jeongyeonshin’s mind. It was a mental image similar to a lotus flower, but it was something that had not yet bloomed.
Swish—
At this moment, his black sword was reaching his side, cutting through the waves of his fist.
Among the two upper-level battles that resonated in an instant, the one of Magwangikju was much more powerful.
I can feel the storm of extreme tangled waves as if it were my own.
As the hundreds of sword lines that had been rising in the image finally converged into one line, the Bukmyeong sword, which had finished calculating the number of swords, drew a pale curve like a will-o’-the-wisp.
Geomryeoseomneungsik, Gwanggeom Yeorin.
Woof.
A pure white trail was engraved in the air.
The dazzling brilliance of the sword resembled a sun-drenched river.
It seemed as if the shining Samdocheon stream from the underworld was flowing towards her. The fragments of her career were like flower petals scattering light.
Phew!
Unhwaryeon’s abdomen was split diagonally.
It was extremely deep. The internal organs were completely cut off. The wave of Unhwaryeon’s fist, which had not been able to extend properly, was blurring and dispersing.
The two people stared blankly at each other.
Unhwaryeon opened her mouth first.
“Did you feel it?”
“okay.”
“I have discovered the secret of your talent. A truly extraordinary talent… I did not know it was this much.”
“Thank you. I felt something unexpected.”
Jeongyeonshin spoke slowly. Unhwaryeon’s chin rose slightly.
“Good. Very good. Your senses will remember me.”
“okay.”
“There is a secret in my arms. An Ga-kwon-bo. If you stop by Jinju, can I ask you to take me to your hometown?”
“If I don’t die.”
The answer was short.
Unhwaryeon laughed silently.
“At the end of the day, I was… right.”
Her reddened lips form a faint line.
“If I had been by Bokryong Hwansaeng’s side… … I would have just been forgotten as someone like that. Without anyone to think about it, buried deep in the memories of an indifferent lover. That would have been such a fleeting death.”
The monologue was blurred by the blood that had formed in his throat. It was a small whisper that said, “Then I should escape to the martial arts that have been with me my whole life.”
Unhwaryeon’s unsteady feet planted firmly on the ground.
thud.
A colorless ripple of light flowed from her calves to her feet, squeezing the ground. At the same time, the tendons in her entire body became blurred.
It was the last step. It seemed to speak of a superhuman sense of balance. The great leaders of the Palga clan never lose their dignity even after death.
He stood so upright.
Her spirit was tremendous. She had a beautiful figure that was perfect for a warrior.
Phew… … .
She let out her last breath while locking eyes with Magwangikju.
The representative martial artist of the eight great martial arts families who was widely known throughout the country had a bright light in his eyes even as he was dying. Jeong Yeon-shin did not look away.
within.
The tip of Unhwaryeon’s exhalation slowly dispersed.
The master’s internal energy breath no longer flowed out. Only the sight of his bloody fists hanging diagonally at his waist was intense.
The corners of Unhwaryeon’s mouth slightly rose and she gradually hardened.
She stepped on the lotus flower of Samdocheon and looked at the person who would be most proud of her now.
In my blurred vision as time went by, a young and handsome scholar from the Jegal family, holding the Four Books and Three Classics in his arms, was smiling friendly.
“… … .”
The area around the stage became quiet.
The intimate personal information of the eight masters is kept secret, but receives great attention. Since everyone knows their names, even their smallest actions are the subject of attention.
Kwon Moo-gong Unhwa-ryeon. Unga Jeil Kwon.
He was forty-three years old.
“Goodbye.”
The topic that Ungajeilkwon posed was taken up by Iphwangseong Ma Gwangikju. With a life of conflict and martial arts before her eyes, Jeong Yeonshin took in her choice.
It was something that had to be engraved in his mind for a long time. How should Kang Ho-in die so that he would have fewer regrets?
Jeongyeonshin walked slowly. Ignoring the silent shock of the crowd around her, she tried to find the whereabouts of her seniors.
Damn it.
Silence fell beneath my feet.
Magwangikju had completed the final stage of the great mission alone. Now he had to kill Palgaju.