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◈ Blind Fire (3)
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The Northern King’s Army.
This is a group of monsters who can even use their horsemanship to level the battlefield. The realm of the human-horse unity makes the northern warhorses a force greater than that of even the most skilled warriors.
Naturally, the Northern King’s army led by the Northern King is known as a disaster for humanity.
Invincible, invincible.
It is not the power of a single noble.
It was a force that the Ming Empire had been blocking all its life in the name of history.
Except for Shaolin’s 108 Arhat formation, no other great sect’s formation can attempt it as a group battle.
Without the shaman’s Chilseonggeomjin, there is nothing that can get out of it.
It was the opinion of a very small number of wealthy people who were well versed in both the North and South.
“… … .”
Under the iceberg.
There was a reason why the famous southern martial artists remained silent amidst the snowflakes that stopped as if caught in an invisible net.
Yeomjeong-gun, Chigeuk-gun, and Chigeuk-wang.
It was a force that could not be stopped unless there was a large enough army to defend the castle. Otherwise, it could be called a natural disaster.
However, Jeong Yeon-shin sent Yeom Jeong-gun away from a position of strength.
This decision was possible because there were no casualties on the Iphwangseong side. It was thanks to a certain method of the Shingeomdan public order.
He said that there was a divine power that made it possible for him to endure even if he could not win.
Looking at it that way, all that was scattered everywhere were the corpses of the demons and war horses.
Is it because there are no maggots to poke through the bitter wind and snow? White and red. Just the remains of a battlefield lying in the cold air.
Jeong Yeon-shin spoke softly from above.
“The fight here ends here.”
It would be right to reduce the enemy’s power as much as possible, but his physical condition was not good at the moment.
‘We need to start by building up the seniors who are dealing with Moon-gok and Yeom-jeong. And the elder Geom-seong.’
It is getting to the point where it is even difficult to raise the spirits.
The sound of words that had begun to come out as a voice rather than an echo attested to this.
From the Gwangtaegeuk that I used to cast the Ipdo Gongwol to the fierce battles with Shintu, of course I didn’t even have the energy to cast the Geomga.
The hundreds of cavalry that King Yeomjeong of the North had raised left the battlefield, each quietly greeting Jeong Yeon-sin. Far from being hostile to him, they looked up to him.
“Glory to the slayer of the Dream King.”
“The breath we breathe with you makes us stronger.”
Exotic climate. A northern powerhouse.
Mongwang is another name for Shintu, the king of Mongyojiche.
There seemed to be no particular disagreement between the Gwanggeomdaeju and the Haksoseon.
Although she was not the leader of the armed forces known as the ‘Angry Sword’, Jeong Yeon-shin felt a deep affection for her. She also had an unusual keen eye.
The black color that my maternal grandfather, knowingly or unknowingly, favored the most in Wonpyeongilgeomjang.
She silently followed Jeongyeonshin’s opinion, and asked about his well-being through voice calls.
―There is something that must come first when defeating a powerful being like a god of the world. The first thing is for the General Office to thoroughly devise a strategy for a long time. Feeding time, favorite herbivore, general character, even the slightest gesture… After conveying the strategy to the leader, something big should have happened. However, this time, it seems that the General Office’s men didn’t have time to earn their keep. They had time to enjoy the delicacies of Iphwangseong.
-Senior…?
―I heard that it was the same when Taemosanseong Fortress and Cheongeukmun were in chaos in Hangzhou… They think that the arms and legs of the true warriors are like blades. They are lunatics who have letters in their heads instead of the upper body. Isn’t the price of their laziness, which is ingrained in their weak bodies, the internal and external injuries that the Lord Danju is currently suffering?
Her concerns were right.
Because both internal and external injuries were a problem.
At this moment, Jeongyeonshin’s body was in shambles, as if all of the blood vessels in her body were about to be torn apart at any moment.
This was true not only of the eight meridians through which the dharma light wheel energy flows, but also of the muscles throughout the body.
In particular, the temporarily attached right arm could not be distracted for even a moment.
Ganggi (罡氣) connecting muscle groups and acupoints. This was an injury caused by the previous joint attack between Moon-gok and Shin-tu, and his condition had worsened due to the life-or-death struggle with Shin-tu.
-I’m fine.
-That would be fine.
-yes?
―I’m sorry. Please lean on my shoulder. Do you know what a shoulder buddy is?
Now most of the people in the Imperial City know of Jeongyeonshin’s past.
Among them, the black ones had an unusually wide range of information acquisition rights, and for their own reasons, they delved deeply into Jeongyeonshin’s life.
Some people do it to gain insight that will help them master the martial arts of Seomyemu Maek. Others do it to gain a deeper understanding of Jeongyeonshin, who will eventually become a full-fledged Danju.
Strictly speaking, the Gwanggeomdaeju Haksoseon would have to be the former. You could tell by looking at her Gwangyegyeol achievements.
‘You don’t know your buddy?’
Even if they were people who had not even read the simplified version of Jeong Ga-dong-gong, Jeong Yeon-shin had felt like she had been stripped naked in front of her true colleagues from some point on.
It was the same now.
Although I have fought in close combat with the best fighter in the world, I have never actually stood shoulder to shoulder with anyone in my life.
“I’m still the King of the North?”
He tried to ignore the scholar’s request and asked Chigeukbu-ma because he was afraid that his love for the great lord Unso-hyeon would fade.
The king’s son-in-law laughed.
“Of course you should be treated that way. You have the military, the rank of a king, and above all, you belong to the Whifengling, and yet you are not recognized by the Northern Province of the world? The Northern Province has elevated you to the rank of Pa-gun among the Six Heavenly Star Lords. As long as that decision is not revoked, you will still be the Northern King.”
“Isn’t this just a sophistry to ensure your safety?”
“Did you say you were checking on their safety?”
The corners of Chigeukbuma’s mouth rose in a smooth arc. He had stopped looking at Shintu’s corpse for some time, but at that moment, Chigeukwang was right in the direction he was reaching out.
Sarak.
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“She is the one who completed the world’s greatest internal energy barrier. Personally, she is my mother-in-law. So, I am sorry to say this, but why would you be afraid of King Yelü, who is already wounded? Even if your great warrior displays extraordinary martial arts like the one just now, it will not be enough to damage His Majesty King Chigeuk’s self-defense technique.”
Despite his fluent speech, he seemed wary of Jeong Yeon-shin.
Knock, knock―
Even at this moment, the Taegeuk of Cheongyeon, which is imprisoning the Great Sword Master, Haksoseon, and her subordinates, is a skill that even the King of the North, not to mention Chigeukbu-ma, has difficulty accurately understanding.
This was also the reason why Chigeukbu-ma looked at him with suspicion. He wondered if Jeongyeon-shin was still alive.
Even if he were to come back and strike back at me with the Chigeuk Army in the future, for now, he could ask for peace with Jeong Yeon-shin.
Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin was mulling over other words.
‘The best in the world… .’
The Northern Sword Master now knows the weight of the word “best in the world.” The speed of his swordsmanship has always been overwhelming.
If King Chigeuk’s self-defense training had that much depth, it was right to match that friendly demeanor now.
“Maybe we’ll see each other next time, from a different camp.”
The sleeves of the Chigeuk Buma, held with both hands together, flutter and slowly fall down.
In contrast to her slender figure, her veiny arms stood out.
It was a case of who might have met death in that arm, but Jeong Yeon-shin had to think of it not as a martial artist of Dokbo Gang-ho, but as the leader of a clan.
He looked next to Chigeukbuma.
A body still transparently passing through the bright sunlight of broad daylight comes into view. A woman wearing only black cotton floating around.
The North King is in a state of chaos.
I was staring blankly at Shinto’s corpse, but I couldn’t figure out what was going on in my mind.
Jeong Yeon-shin asked softly. She was nodding to Chigeuk Buma.
“Is that your mouth?”
“Yes.”
The King of Chigeuk’s answer was short and cut off in a low voice.
Jeongyeon Shin nodded and said.
“Get out of here.”
“… I will do so, Lord Shingeomdan.”
Chigeukbu-ma, who had retreated more than ten steps, answered in a sly manner. This time, the title of King of the North was omitted.
Soon after, Chigeukwang also turned around, and Chigeukgun slowly retreated with a dull sound. Unlike Yeomjeonggun, all the people and horses were wearing translucent self-defense weapons, and like Chigeukbu-ma, they did not show any particular courtesy to Jeongyeonshin.
Dagdak, dagdak―
It just steps aside.
Only then does the tension that had been surrounding the battlefield calm down. The confrontation between the powerful forces that control the energy subside.
Soon, winter sleet began to fall between them.
The Great Sword Master, Haksoseon, cast his gaze on Chigeukbu-ma’s back and blurted out a word.
“He is a man who cannot live with his name.”
It was a story told to Jeong Yeon-shin.
Did he hear that? Chigeukbuma turned his head slightly to the side and smiled at her.
“Be careful of your dreams.”
That was the end of his speech.
What remained were the corpses of Shinto and some of the Yeomjeong Army. Pure white snow piled up on top of the bloodshot corpses.
“crazy…….”
It was someone’s voice flowing out from among the southern martial artists.
The Northern King’s army led by the Northern King.
The disaster of humanity withdraws on its own.
Ss …
Translucent mists flowed from the inner walls of hundreds of horsemen, and slapped against the white snow. But that overwhelming feeling never manifested itself on the battlefield.
The Iphwangseong masters are now standing behind Jeongyeonshin.
The blue Taegeuk that surrounded them saw off the sound of horse hooves.
It was a sight that was hard to believe.
“… … .”
When the silence of Jegal Cheong-ah, the head of the Namgung family, the middle-aged warrior leading the Unga clan, and the Jegal Se family surrounded by the Jegal family members grows thicker.
In the gap, a young man’s sonorous voice suddenly popped out.
“Should we follow them and kill them all right now? Their paths are twisting strangely. It looks like they’re trying to go around the iceberg and join another battlefield.”
Show off your ridiculous ambitions.
Some young people among the southern martial artists responded immediately.
“New Sword?”
“New Sword Deposit…!”
“Chi (菷)? A broom in front of someone? What kind of nonsense do martial artists use…?”
A young man wearing an unusually bright blue robe pushes the shoulder of the swordsman who was talking about the new swordsmanship and comes out. The new swordsmanship of Iphwangseong is burning.
He walked straight towards Jeongyeonshin and put both his hands together.
“Greetings to the new leader! Fifteen members of the Shingeomdan Shingeomdae, including Yeon So-ha, have gathered on the battlefield. We will be conducting a tight scouting mission along the perimeter of the iceberg.”
He said it was a new chapter. It seemed as if he had erased Yongheemyeong from the history of the Shingeomdae. He had gone a step further than Jeongyeonshin.
But their interests were focused on different things.
“That guy?”
“If you tell me to chase after them, I’ll go and finish them off right away. Of course, not me, but Bok Eun-kwon Sambok, Sa-wol-gung-gwi Wi-sunbae, Hye-do Oh-sunbae, Hong Ju-geom, Shin-geom-bu-dae-ju, and Jeok-po-gwang-hyeol… Yes? That guy…?”
“Yeah, that guy.”
“ah.”
He scratched his own head as if his burning upper body was itching.
“If you’re a new convict, you should ask who made the right arm of the Lord Danju like that? It was the discerning senior Sa-wol-gung-gwi. After hearing the answer, he disappeared.”
“…moves.”
The new sword master said.
While the famous martial artists of the southern world were hesitating between appearing and disappearing from their places.
Hurrah!
The blue flames surrounding the battlefield instantly blazed blue. At this moment, it seemed as if all the fierce battles on the plains would end.
I slowly started needing a break.
It’s time to hear her story from those who were close to Myeongryudaeju.
thud.
The Iphwangseong masters surrounding Jeongyeonshin, including Gwanggeomdaeju, took a step forward. Naturally, Yeonsoha was with them.
At the same time, the Taegeuk circle that had been dyeing the surrounding area dark blue also moved a little bit.
It was a war martial art that moved in step with the advance of the army. It was a martial art that had previously struck the Great Sword Master with overwhelming divine power.
“… … !”
The Shingeomdan marched out amidst the wide-eyed gazes of the Southern martial artists. There were only a few dozen of them, but they were filling up the area around Jeongyeonshin.
The shadow of blue flames ripples roughly over the Chinese character for wild (荒) engraved on each of their shoulders.
Someone among those who were watching the scene blankly muttered.
“…Northern Emperor.”
Phagejik―
Meanwhile, the masters of the public order who had not yet properly greeted each other were sending faint waves to Jeong Yeon-shin.
It was a Gwangyegyeol gipa without a doubt, but it felt like I was borrowing someone else’s danjeon.
It’s perfect, and more than that.
The words of the famous lord Unsohyun could not help but flash through Jeongyeonshin’s mind.
―You will definitely experience mystical powers. This is also the result of the in-depth study of Gwangyegyeol by the literary scholars of the General Office.
It was as if another halo had appeared outside of my body. It was absurd. It was so amazing that it was almost mysterious.
“What kind of martial arts is it?”
Jeong Yeon-shin turned her head to the blue warriors of the public order and asked.
They had an ordinary appearance, as one might commonly see in a market, but the sight of each of them emitting mist was more mysterious than any of the Seventeen.
A particularly old, middle-aged warrior answered.
“This is a compilation of the Gongpa-gyeol (共派經) of the main sect, with the addition of the Gwangye-gyeol (光台經), and it is called ‘Ipdo-gwangye (入道曠藝)’. As long as our accumulated energy, the master’s sense in handling the qi waves, and the physical strength of both sides allow… we will become another danjeon for the master.”
“Ipdogwangye…?”
“It’s a popular offer that won’t be a big deal.”
The middle-aged blue warrior really seemed to think so. He also had an attitude that if he only used the divine powers of the divine swordsman, it would be just so-so.
The seventeenth generation of the Shingeomdan.
It feels like the 18-and-a-half weapons are coming together one by one.
Now, there were no distracting thoughts in Jeongyeonshin’s mind. At some point, other things filled his head.
The beautiful woman in red clothing, the seven seniors, the new sword master Jin Myeong-jo, Geomseong, Mungok, Yeomjeong, and the Southern Emperor’s North Sword.
Damn it.
The Emperor moved towards them.