The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 435

Episode 435: Surrender to Jeomsoi

When Kang Mok-cheon opened his eyes after finishing the fortune-telling breakfast, Lim So-baek spoke first.

“Good work.”

Kang Mok-cheon seemed to be still feeling the lingering effects of defeat and gave a short answer.

“yes.”

Lim So-baek, who was looking at Kang Mok-cheon’s expression, asked.

“How do you feel about the rain? “It seems unfair.”

Kang Mok-cheon said while looking around at the members and the demon.

“I regret not competing with my weapons.”

Lim Sobaek sighed slightly.

“Would you win if you fought with a real weapon?”

Kang Mok-cheon said while looking at the color demon.

“yes.”

Lim So-baek tried to control the nagging words that were about to come out of his mouth and then spoke as if he were passing it on to the devil.

“What do you think? If it were done with a real sword.”

The devil answered honestly.

“I did it with a wooden stick, so I finished it like this.”

Kang Mok-cheon asked.

“Then would you like to try some more?”

The demon immediately shook his head.

“Hyung Kang, it’s impossible with that skill. “I’m not trying to make fun of you, but I didn’t even use half of my strength.”

“That’s me too… … .”

“stop!”

Suddenly, the devil let out a loud noise and said while glaring at Kang Mok-cheon.

“Brother Kang, I know what you don’t like about me. Even just wandering around in the Murim Alliance would be a sight to behold. There is such a scandal. I admit it. But there are no lies or bravado when it comes to martial arts. There’s really only one thing, at least in martial arts. It’s too much for Kang’s skills. He originally promised that the losing side would leave the Murim Alliance, but there was no need for that. “I hope I can watch all the fighting that happens afterwards, and that Kang will have gained something when he returns to Shingeuk.”

Actually, Saekma is not used to dancing. This is because he is a strong player with more experience in combat than in non-fighting.

Kang Mok-cheon’s face turned bright red while listening to the demon’s words. Moreover, with the Murim lord Lim So-baek watching next to him, it was unreasonable for him to get any more excited.

Lim So-baek, who learned of the background of the fight, said:

“I have to see Bimu. It is up to me to decide whether to join or leave the group, not something you decide on as a condition of freedom. “You two, understand?”

“Yes, Lord.”

“All right.”

Lim So-baek looked at Kang Mok-cheon, who was overcome with a sense of defeat, and ended up nagging him.

“Mokcheon.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“Did your master, Shin Geuk, tell you how he ended up adding ‘Shin’ to the nickname?”

“Isn’t that a special title you got because there was no one who could compete with you in spearmanship?”

“How much does Kang Ho-in use his spear? “It’s not common.”

“yes.”

“Senior Shingeuk often competed with the leader of the squadron. Thanks to this, the number of losses increased. Even when deciding who would be the leader of the squadron, I heard that senior Shingeuk made it to the finals. Even after that, you challenged me. Even when I was a member, I saw a fight between the two. But, as you know, the best person in the world at that time was Shingeom. No matter who takes on the challenge, the result is the same. He was an undefeated swordsman.”

“yes.”

“As far as I know, you never did your best in Baekdo’s non-military combat. There weren’t many masters who could match so fiercely with the best sword in the world. In particular, the four masters stood out the most among the masters who tried to break the divine sword with a single Bangcheongeuk (方天戟). Then, when did your master get the nickname “Divine Drama”? “Time.”

Kang Mok-cheon answered.

“I don’t know exactly when.”

Lim Sobaek told me.

“I was defeated, defeated again, challenged, and challenged again, and later on, it was a nickname given to me by the leader of the squadron himself. “Although he could not surpass the rank of the best in the world, the leader of the previous generation admired him, so he must have given him that special title.”

“hmm.”

Lim So-baek looked at the color demon.

“That said, I am not an undefeated warrior like the Sentai leader Meng Lang here. You have experienced the most costly defeat of your life. “Please tell Kang Mok-cheon who that opponent was.”

Saekma answered in a calm tone, recalling the Hwasan argument.

“I am the leader of the Heavenly Demon Church.”

It was a truly strange presence. Just mentioning it made the atmosphere in Yongmugwan feel like it had become heavy.

Lim So-baek continued speaking to Kang Mok-cheon as if he was trying to fulfill his master’s responsibility.

“How does it compare to the fight against the cult leader and now?”

The demon answered while keeping his eyes on a spot on the floor.

“I really did my best at that time. I was determined to see the end somehow. No, I need to take away at least a handful of my strength as much as possible. I even decided that if possible, I wouldn’t mind freezing to death together. At some point, my mind went blank, but I kept getting pushed back. I squeezed it. Is this my limit? No, it wasn’t. If so, I’ll have to squeeze in more. Is this point the limit? That wasn’t it either. Even though I tried my best to get to the end, I couldn’t win. It was an internal battle, but I felt like I was blocked by a huge wall. What can I say… … .”

Saek Ma continued speaking while looking at Lin Xiaobaek.

“The wall that the religious leader had built up over time was not easy. It was just a battle of freezing and thawing, but the leader seemed to know strangely well what path his man had taken so far and what kind of training he had done. “I knew that he had not passed the threshold of death once or twice, and that he had trained through countless pains.”

Im So-baek nodded and looked at Kang Mok-cheon.

“But that doesn’t mean the cult leader is currently the best person in the world.”

Kang Mok-cheon asked back with a surprised expression.

“yes?”

“No. “I have no reason to lie to you.”

“Then who is it?”

Kang Mok-cheon looked around at the members, the s*x slave, the leader, and Gongsun Yue. They all seemed to know each other, but for some reason, they were not telling him what was going on.

Lin Xiaobaek sighed slightly.

“there is. The person in question. If possible, I plan to manipulate the power ranking list and hide it, so only that is known. Anyone who knows anything knows that, but there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Kang Mok-cheon asked.

“No. 1 in the world is the most honorable position, so how can you hide it?”

Lim So-baek said.

“First of all, I am the type of person who is a bit bothered by various things. It would be okay if I took on a challenge without knowing anything about the world like you and ended up getting beaten up, but I could get hit to death. “There will be more challengers, but considering their temperament, tsk.”

Lim Sobaek shook his head.

“Are you from the magic world?”

“That distinction is meaningless. He is a person who will beat up the Baekdo master, the political leader Jang Mun-in, and the head of the Sega family, so pay no attention. “No matter what character it is, being involved usually becomes painful and tiring.”

The demon nodded.

“you’re right.”

Im So-baek said jokingly.

“It’s no different from the fact that that great religious leader ended up getting involved with this person and then came down from the top of the world.”

The pervert also agreed.

“Indeed, yes.”

As Lim So-baek spoke, his laughter gradually began to mix with him.

“If you think about it, it’s really strange. I became close friends with two of the Samjaes, and eventually defeated the other one. He kills some students and becomes friendly with others. Some black swords are sued, and some black swords are beaten to death. If he hadn’t gone on to become a strongman, he would have been lounging around in a shabby guesthouse somewhere. “In general, I can’t figure out what people are doing.”

The Saekma praised the Murim Lord.

“This is an accurate and thoughtful analysis. All in all, he’s a pathetic guy.”

“Don’t interpret it that way. “That doesn’t mean it’s pathetic.”

“yes.”

Lim So-baek looked at Jang San as if he had forgotten.

“Ah, San.”

“Yes, Lord.”

Lim Sobaek pointed to Jangsan with his finger.

“Now that I think about it, you too… … .”

Jang San answered.

“Yes, that door… … No, he joined the Murim League because of him. “It’s so amazing.”

Ju Ji-liang, who was still, grinned with an unlucky expression and raised his hand.

“Actually, I fought together in Dongho once.”

Then Gongsun Yue also had no choice but to add a word.

“I met him at the Hyeongsan branch when I was fighting against the Nam-ak Green Forest Alliance, and I got in trouble with him a lot. He had a really bad temper. Then he said he was going to suppress his temper… … .”

Gongsun Yue pretended to slap himself on the cheek with his hand.

“He slapped me. I thought I was seeing a crazy person. “The Namak Nokrim Alliance won a great victory, but a fight broke out with the other alliance factions, so I became a non-mu notary.”

Kang Mok-cheon asked.

“Dancing with the family head? “What happened?”

“It was the family’s last fight. “He is retired.”

Kang Mok-cheon also seemed to have vague knowledge of the news about Kang-ho, and soon showed a surprised expression.

“Hao Wenju, who was said to have quarreled with the Ouyang family head, is the best person in the world… … .”

Lim So-baek said.

“Don’t spread the word.”

“yes.”

Lim So-baek pointed at Meng Lang with his chin.

“I am a sworn brother with Mong Lang here.”

The devil answered with a shocked expression.

“Well, I want to keep beating with my own hands. “It’s an uncomfortable relationship where you feel a bit bad when you get hit somewhere.”

Lim So-baek said with a grin.

“Is that so? “Most brothers are like that.”

Saekma, who had never thought deeply about brotherhood, answered with a puzzled expression.

“Oh, is that so?”

Lim So-baek spoke to Kang Mok-cheon as if to sort it out.

“Defeat is defeat. Accept it and move forward.”

Only then did Kang Mok-cheon’s expression soften and he slightly lowered his head.

“yes.”

Lim So-baek said.

“This is not an opportunity to create new resentment between you. As Mongrang said earlier, the Baekdo forces need something like this. Even if we don’t have a good relationship with each other, if I hear that someone has been beaten by the evil or dark forces, I will come forward and scold them. Well, isn’t that something that even a hundred unmanned soldiers can do? Mokcheon, Mongrang. Isn’t that right?”

Two people answered.

“you’re right.”

Lim Sobaek briefly defined Maengju Bimujeon.

“The idea is to decide on a leader for that time.”

The color demon asked.

“You haven’t come down from your prime yet, why are you in a hurry to retire?”

“You too must reach your prime. Since the Moon family has changed generations, it is right for everyone to retire. Whether they are enemies or allies.”

Im So-baek smiled faintly with a relieved expression.

…“It’s about time…” … .”

I looked at Yeonguksa and other gangsters. Heilang said with a haggard look.

“If this continues, I will starve to death. Instead of doing that, how about attacking them yourself? I will guide you. “Please give me some food.”

“How many days have you starved?”

“three days… … “I don’t know.”

Saengsagaek, Mahu, Buhoeju, and Yeonguksa were holding on pretty well, and King Eunpyeong prepared the food himself, so thanks to that, he was eating well.

Fishermen who were too scared to come near me now sometimes come and talk to me and give me the fish they caught. So now I don’t have to worry about food at all.

But sometimes I gave water to everyone except King Eunpyeong.

Looking at it like this, I realized that a person who had lost a lot of energy due to not being able to eat did not even look like Kang Ho-in. It’s like seeing a defeated soldier half-dead. Even that great martial arts skill was of no use if you couldn’t eat it.

Mafu asked me.

“Are you doing this to capture living socialism? Or are you saying this to harass us?”

“How can things in this world be so simple? At the same time, he has not yet decided whether to kill living socialists or not. The same goes for King Geumsan.”

The living and dying asked.

“Moonju, can you tell me why this is happening?”

I looked at the living and dead.

“There’s no particular reason. I just dismantled the black island as I pleased at the place I reached. And I think you guys were the first to provide the cause. Also, Zhejiang people’s reactions and evaluations of Saengseo are not good. Dissolution is right.”

Master Yeonguk looked at the Gwangseung, who was still seated in a posture facing the sea, and asked.

“But what is your relationship? “It seems like Munju is a person who is far from Buddhism.”

I said while laughing heartily.

“Whatever the relationship, it’s not a bad relationship. I once helped a monk’s priest. In return, a monk visited from the west. On his way, he brought my disciple with him on his shoulder. “He wanted to see the sea, so I came with him to see if the journey would be suitable.”

Yeonguksa sighed and turned his head to look at the sea.

“What on earth is in the sea…?” … .”

“Nothing.”

“But why are you staring at me like that all day? “He seems like a monk with excellent martial arts skills and high legal power.”

“I guess he’s going to solidify his will while looking at the beautiful sea.”

“What do you mean… … .”

“How can I beat up people like you? for a long long time… … .”

Heukrang answered.

“Are there just one or two people like us?”

“Heukrang, I guess you’re thinking about it. “Why worry about something so simple that everything is going well?”

“I guess what I’m saying is that it’s a matter for which there is no answer.”

I took a look around at these guys.

“If you lived as if there were no answers, you would have already died by my hands or by the monk. “It’s not worth worrying about.”

I looked to the other side of the beach. There was nothing to see yet, but I soon asked King Eunpyeong.

“King Eunpyeong.”

“Yes, Lord Moon.”

“Should I save King Geumsan? What do you think?”

When I turned my head and looked at King Eunpyeong, he was sighing.

“well. Look and judge. But it’s more likely that it won’t come.”

“why.”

King Eunpyeong looked at me intently and said.

“Because it doesn’t make any money.”

“Don’t you have any sense of loyalty among the death penalty?”

“You might think money is more important, but I’m not sure anymore.”

“Then King Geumsan will be absorbing your wealth first.”

“hmm.”

I nodded.

“The people coming in now must be from the living society. I guess you didn’t send your subordinates again?”

Since they couldn’t see anything yet, the shiny bald heads moved their heads here and there to see who was coming.

I crossed my arms and then looked out to sea.

“You sent out your subordinates one by one, but in the end, you were the last one to step out? This is the behavior I detest the most. If there is a living socialist among them, you can now watch how the living socialist dies. King Eunpyeong, how will I die?”

King Eunpyeong spoke in a cautious tone.

“I do not know.”

“I will die the most vain death in the world.”

I spoke to the bald men.

“Now there is no opponent for me in this powerhouse.”

The vice president asked me.

“Are you the best in the world?”

“You don’t think so?”

“It can’t be possible.”

“Even if the truth is right in front of my eyes, I don’t believe it. Can’t you just once give up your attitude of believing only what you want to believe? “I told you about my Jeomsoy days, and they seem very different.”

I heard the sound of horses’ hooves and turned around to see black horses lined up as they arrived. Looking at that scene, I could immediately understand why Yeonguksa entrusted himself to Saenghoe. He was closer to a soldier than a strongman.

“Vice President.”

“Please speak.”

“I will release you. Get out there. Go and tell the owner. Give up your vain delusions and surrender to Jeomsoy. “Then there is a very slim chance of survival.”

I looked at the vice president.

“Do you know anything? Since I am not the best in the world, your leader may win. “I will release you so you can go away.”

Vice Hoeju stood up with difficulty and looked ahead with a tired look. Perhaps because one of his legs was numb, he walked with a shaky step and raised his voice.

“Lord Hoe, are you here?”

I heard someone’s voice from somewhere.

“What on earth are you doing? What happened to Yeonguksa Temple? The person who was the best expert in the Yan Dynasty had even his hair shaved off. So is revival possible?”

Master Yeonguk only sighed but did not open his mouth. Vice President Song Gyeong answered.

“Surrender, Lord. Here is the best person in the world from Jeomsoi. “It was not at a level we dared confront.”

As soon as the vice president finished speaking, he lowered his head. Was it because he felt ashamed of what he had said? Or was it because he had let something down?

As the socialist leader mumbled something, one of his subordinates strung a bowstring. An arrow fired into the air drew a curve and flew towards Song Gyeong, who was standing with an exhausted look.

Song Gyeong looked at the arrow with a blank expression, then stretched out his hand and snatched it. Considering he had starved for three days, his skills were quite outstanding. Song Kyung’s voice came out with a different tone.

“Hoeju, is this the answer?”

“That is the answer.”

Song Gyeong threw the arrow on the floor and said towards the place where the socialist leader was.

“Lord Hoe, thank you for your hard work.”

Song Kyung bowed to the Saenuri Party. It seemed like a farewell to those who refused to believe the truth even when it was right in front of them.

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