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◈ Battle of Ip-Hwang (5)
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Murim.
It is the land of madmen.
There are all kinds of outrageous studies, and the ideas that come out of them are often difficult to come up with.
In particular, the majority of martial arts called Shingongjeolhak have the madness and insanity of identifying the practitioner with Mother Nature.
There are many people who want to go beyond common sense and reach the ultimate.
Just as some superstitious Taoists seek immortality through methods such as human sacrifice or fasting, the Tao and the Infinite are not that different.
A state of reaching the highest level as a human being.
An object of strong greed.
Even after the silver-flowing river in the tomb of the First Qin Emperor, discovered a few years ago, dried up in the waters of the Invincible Emperor’s Palace, the two remained in sync.
Paralock!
The same was true of the thirteen thousand masters who had been sweeping through Yangyang recently.
Just now, when they saw the words and actions of the Wild One, hundreds of people stepped back from afar, but all of them had colorless eyes.
While taking in the sight of the Muryonghoeju and Gunma Nokrim General Chaeju surrounding Jeongyeonshin from the front and back.
“It’s grim. Kang-ho is dying…?”
The swordsman, a ronin of the Yellow Sam clan, stood with his feet vertically against the wall and crossed his arms.
Towards the main gate.
The sight of Jeong Yeon-shin floating countless weapons like clouds was reflected in the eyes of all the men and women of all ages in the martial arts world, including her.
“How did you come up with this trick? How many tricks are mixed into one move?”
“I guess he’s trying to reach the infinite like Hoeju.”
“Nine, twelve, eighteen… thirty-six directions in total. Each weapon’s energy points in a different direction… How can a person’s upper body do something like that…?”
It was the muttering of the Muryonghoe masters nearby and the group of martial arts experts.
The black, blue, and white warriors of Iphwangseong who had been lined up on the castle walls also stopped moving for a moment.
Many of their eyes followed the gaze of the young man in purple, then suddenly stopped and then slowly returned.
At this moment, to Jeong Yeon-shin, who was standing still and looking blankly at the heads of the great lords.
The winter of the famine was close to a severe cold season.
A cold wind, as cold as it had ever been before in Yangyang, seeped into the hundreds of soldiers’ quarters, spreading a crackling noise like the ground splitting open.
It was the aftereffect of cold air mixing with the aerodynamic forces that vibrated violently and generated heat.
Meanwhile, the area around the castle walls was rippling with the sound of countless thunderous waves.
-Mancheonhwawoo? No, is it ‘that guy’s’ Cheonchunggeomhae? I don’t even know if it’s Gongwolmu or not.
―Hweju! Hold on tight to that purple one! We will experience it ourselves and tell you about it!
-Give the sewers a chance too!
-Those crazy guys.
That too for a moment.
Kookung!
At first, dozens of people kicked the dry ground, the solid walls, and the thin branches of trees.
A group of madmen who rush towards Jeongyeonshin, blowing up the frost that has accumulated everywhere into large circles. Most of them were madmen of the Muryonghoe.
Paralock!
Each movement is different, from flipping their bodies in the air to shooting straight out like arrows. All kinds of martial arts are embedded in their movements.
The fallen Gongsun family’s power flow, the dead Zhuge Liang’s method of destroying the Akga Chang, the legendary martial arts of each region of the Jianghu, and even the martial arts of some old schools.
Some of them were already within arm’s reach of Jeongyeonshin, striking with their swords with a weighty technique. It was an attack mixed with the infinite steps of the dead Namgung Jeilgeom.
The momentum that momentarily crushed the air resembled the Emperor’s sword.
The air was distorted along the lines of their bodies.
A countermeasure for the previously activated sword attack. It was to prepare for a quick evasion by activating the vital energy of the Boshin Gyeong to the extreme.
It’s not just the Muryonghoe.
Swaaaah!
There were also those who, instead of avoiding the one and only purple, shot out semi-transparent sword waves or arrow-like sword energy from afar.
This is because the art that Jeong Yeon-shin created brought to mind the world’s most famous martial artists.
The competitive spirit of martial artists who are far removed from the battlefield, wondering what would happen if their martial arts skills collided with the superior martial arts.
In this way, Jeongyeonshin confronted Kangho in front of the main gate of Iphwangseong, which was filled with the smell of blood.
Woof woof woof!!
The Mancheonhwawoo’s weapons surrounded him, leaving behind faint traces like rays of light, but for a moment, Jeong Yeonshin waved her left hand once with a blank expression on her face.
Kwajik―
“… … !”
In an instant, the four swordsmen who were about to kill Namgung Se-ga with their swordsmanship were stabbed in the lower abdomen with rough axe blades.
Even though they had all entered the battlefield by gracefully avoiding the Mancheonhwawoo with the Infinite Step method.
It was a movement that seemed like a lie.
At the same time, a blue vein crossed between Jeongyeonshin’s back of hand and index finger, and the axes suddenly shook and soared into the sky, cutting off the upper bodies of the four swordsmen.
Card dunk!
It was the sound of ribs being completely shattered.
Blood spurted out in all directions like a waterfall gushing out in reverse.
It wasn’t the end.
In that moment, dozens of people rushed towards Jeongyeonshin, cutting through the trajectory of the drops, and their unstoppable movements showed the self-confidence that is characteristic of masters.
Damn it.
Before he knew it, Muryonghoeju Hyukryunpungwol had leisurely taken a step forward and was now ten steps away from Jeongyeonshin.
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With this, the purple counterattack would be stopped, and this strange space of Mancheonhwawoo would become a place where the unmanned people could enjoy themselves.
In the meantime.
In Jeong Yeon-shin’s pitch-black eyes, the eyes of her seniors were still fixed.
“Your Majesty, calm down…!”
Inyoung’s black prosthetic leg suddenly slammed down from the air and was blocked by Hyukryunpungwol’s thick forearm, and a strong wind blew up with a loud noise at the point of impact, scraping the ground.
Oh my god!
It was the Shingumdan Mugeukjeonju.
Among the leaders of Wonpyeongilgeomjang, he is the person with the most depth in martial arts.
He knows how flimsy martial arts are when performed while losing one’s reason.
Only the weak are swept away by the wrath of the strong. The true fear of the master lies in the calculations and the use of force that are thoroughly woven like a net.
There is no way to become stronger simply by getting angry, unless it is a martial art of some Sima Wei Dao that exerts its power while losing its will.
“Alone? You’re brave.”
When Hyukryunpungwol lightly lifted his arm, his large mouth formed a curve.
Phew!
Drops of blood spurt out towards them.
It seemed as if the dark clouds that had been full of rain had burst.
Such a sad melody faintly engulfed the heavens in the sound of dozens of pieces of flesh and bone being torn apart.
Mugeuk Jeonju witnessed the scene reflected in Hyeokryeonpungwol’s eyes through the ascending eye method.
Those who had been swarming Jeongyeonshin like a swarm of locusts had disappeared without a trace. There was no longer any body.
Saaaaa―
The winter sunlight pouring down transparently from the sky broke here and there in the reddish bone fragments, and the bone fragments naturally fell into the sea of Byeongjanggi and became part of Mancheonhwawoo.
“… … .”
The space of the iron bars led by the purple youth seemed to have been covered in rust. It was obvious that its density had increased a little.
The waves of energy and sword energy that came rushing in from afar, drawing a fierce shape like the letter “지”, collided with each other with a crunching sound and subsided.
It was different from the existing island martial arts.
Any martial artist would say that this was a martial art that was designed for a long fight. That is why at this moment, the only people rushing in from afar were the masters of the Muryonghoe.
The rest quickly bypassed the main gate one after another, and the battlefield was filled with the sound of fierce clashes once again as the Ip Hwang Seong unmanned forces responded to them.
Wheeeeeek – Jeez!
Meanwhile, orange sparks shot up from all directions, twinkling like stars in broad daylight.
“… This isn’t a method for a short-term decisive battle.”
The commander of the Gunma Green Forest, who was facing Jeongyeon Shin from a distance, spoke. He was now completely one with the war horse, causing a heavy vibration.
The ground shook as if it had been hit by a typhoon, and the air rippled translucently. Dozens of internal energy methods were simultaneously manifested. It was a sign of the Gongwolmu.
Likewise, the life-saving medicine of Jegangcheon was also ready.
Kugu Palace―
[We should finish early. The two generals should take charge of the Iphwangsinchang. Of course, we should not hesitate to attack together.]
His voice carries an earthquake-like resonance.
From the time he evaded the evil spirit of Kyungcheon-dongji caused by Jeong Yeon-shin with his horsemanship to his current state, no one now regards the head of Gunma Nokrim as a human being.
It was close to a natural disaster, like the Muryonghoeju and the Iphwangseong purple.
Aksurim was aiming his spear at Gunma Nokrim, the only three left. It seemed like he was in charge of Jeongyeonshin’s vanguard.
Behind him, the Mugeuk Jeonju was blocking the Hyukryun Pungwol, and with each strike, his prosthetic leg would sink into the ground or he would barely lose his balance.
“Mu-geuk, we’re a step late because of you. It looks like the bandits are going to take the lead. If we join forces here, we won’t be able to stand up to Yong-ga, so I’ll have to play with you for a while.”
Boom! Bam! Kwaaaaang!
Fragments of the blast energy flew in all directions, deeply eroding various parts of the ground, and a powerful energy swept across the ground, creating a thick fog.
The corners of the mouth of the Muryonghoeju, whose hands and feet had become blurry, were still smiling, and his eyes, filled with a white aura, kept scanning the sea of weapons with a look of admiration.
Of course, I didn’t miss the movement of the Mugeukjeonju either.
“The defense is really solid. The two great martial arts of Ip Hwang Seong… The island is all about attack, but the defense is infinite. Yang Yang will lose all of these interesting great warriors today. It’s a shame.”
“… … .”
These are the people who block Jeongyeonshin’s path with their mouths shut.
Likewise, they are the seniors of Wonpyeongilgeomjang.
After the assembly order issued by the current Shingeomdanju, Jeongyeonshin met most of the black seniors.
Although not everyone showed their affection for him openly, they were the same in that they saved Jeong Yeon-shin’s life in Sacheon and shared life and death together.
It was just that at this moment, he was unable to share the death of the two heads that were shaking with the waves at Jegangcheon’s waist.
Kugu palace!
The sound of horse hooves changed like thunder.
[Your Majesty, it would be better for you to give up. The era of the Emperor has ended, and this is a wave of the times that arose from the chaos.]
Jegangcheon began to charge at him from his war horse, wielding a huge axe. It looked as if he was going to trample Aksurim.
At the same time, the top-class warriors of Gunma Green Forest on his left and right split up and attacked Aksurim first, clearly with the purpose of blocking variables in advance.
Each of the silver-toned new forms tore through the air heavily as if they were charging on horseback, even without their steeds.
The sky also darkened.
Phew!
It was the fault of the masters of the Muryonghoe who had come to commit the crime of the Heavenly Sword. The remaining members were falling on Jeong Yeon-shin’s head.
As if a magic spell had been activated in the air, this time a wave of translucent energy blocks out even the sunlight and creates a huge shadow.
He was fully prepared. Since the Gongwolmu of Gunma Nokrim, the commander of the Gunma Green Forest, had been cast, he could not find any reason to spare himself.
At that moment, Aksurim, who had bared his teeth like a lion, shifted the spear with one hand and turned it behind his back.
Swish.
With Jeong Yeon-shin’s brief gesture, hundreds of weapons that had been filling the room disappeared from their places all at once.
At the same time, the curtain that had been creating an untimely twilight over his head was torn apart.
Puppupupupupupup!!
Hundreds of bodies exploded like cannonballs.
The bones and flesh that contained the history of martial arts under the world split, exploded, and were crushed once again by the recoil of the wave, and the blood that gushed out was shimmering with transparent sunlight.
It was the destruction of the Muryonghoe.
Only then did the ground supporting Jeong Yeon-shin’s feet give out a thud. It was the result of the propulsive waves released by hundreds of weapons.
In that way, the sea of weapons stuck in the sky like a constellation, and soon began to fall in a stream of whitish silver toward the main castle wall. It was as if the path had been set from the beginning.
Kwaaaa …
Meanwhile, only eighteen cavalrymen remained near Jeong Yeon-shin, and Je Gang-cheon’s cavalry charge was literally imminent.
Swish.
At that moment, Jeongyeonshin gently pushed Aksurim aside.
She was pushed aside, spinning without a trace.
Then, the eighteen weapons that had been floating as if they were escorting Jeongyeonshin met the sunlight, and the surroundings turned pure white.
Perseok-
It seemed as if the world had blinked.
In the meantime, the positions of Jeongyeonshin and Jegangcheon were switched, and ten of the eighteen weapons were shattered and scattered.
On the other hand, there was not even a trace of life on the bodies of the two people. Their appearances had only changed slightly.
Je Kang-cheon’s mouth opened.
“…You dodged my blow to take it?”
Jeongyeonshin did not answer, but in his right hand he was holding the rope that tied the heads of the two seniors.
If they had collided properly, the supplies would not have been intact. Je Kang-cheon turned his head and glanced at his back, and laughed in vain.
“From the sound of …
“… … .”
“I am not the only enemy that Yangyang is facing right now. Hundreds of people who regard Iphwangseong as their enemy will see your corpse today. Even if you climbed over the wall just now, you will soon return here.”
Je Kang-cheon said.
At that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been silently looking down at the heads of the dead seniors, opened her mouth.
His face was a constant alternation of gentle mourning and expressionless anger, like a swordsman. It was madness.
“You’re coming back?”
“hmm…?”
“who.”
At his words, Je Kang-cheon suddenly closes his mouth.
South of the mainland.
This is the direction where the sea of the sickle just crashed down like a comet. The presence of the thirteen thousand people and the ronin disappeared as if it were a lie.
At the same time, silence fell over the vast expanse, like a sunset that filled all directions without a trace.