Episode 343. Nectar Wine Named Vengeance (3)
Whoa!
The resonant sound of metal colliding with metal resonated ten miles away.
Chun Ha-jin, who retrieved the Cheonmado, thought.
‘indeed.’
strong.
Even at this moment, anger was constantly burning, but when I thought that the other person recognized me properly, I was able to have that much coolness.
King Biyo was strong.
No matter what kind of training I’ve been through for two years, I’ve become strong enough to be considered a completely different person.
The air power emitted was like a tsunami, and the gestures he wielded casually contained a deep sense of purity. It didn’t seem to follow the grass-eating route, but it poked a gap with a movement that was impossible to avoid and difficult to block.
‘I started using my strength properly. The moment you say sorry, you get hurt.’
sense of urgency and danger.
The naturally rising tension presented a stronger anger and a coolness enough to subdue that anger at the same time.
Chun Ha-jin kicked the ground hard.
Quaang!
What gives him an edge over King Biyo is the strength that comes from his countlessly trained senses in combat and an extremely refined body. In the realm of martial arts, to be exact, King Biyo was ahead of him, but his personal strength was similar and his strength was stronger.
King Biyo was the best in speed and martial arts, and Chun Ha-jin was ahead in the technique of one-hit kill.
Overall, it seemed that King Biyo had the upper hand, but it was a paper gap for anyone to see. At this moment, the two people stained with resentment unreservedly unleashed attacks on each other.
Damn it! Faaaaang!
Knives and fists, intestines and nails broke through each other’s defenses like cogwheels colliding.
Whoop!
Chun Ha-jin’s posture lowered, and his upper body turned to the side. The attack radius was narrowed in order to prepare for Kwak So-gyo’s jangbeop from close range.
Quaang!
Chen Ha-jin’s body shook greatly.
Even though I had fully anticipated its power, it was a power that far surpassed it. The jangbeop was so powerful that sparks flew in front of my eyes, and my upper body almost flipped backwards for a moment. If it wasn’t for the strongly trained lower body, it would have flown backwards.
Wow!
Taking a step back with his elastic footwork, he swung the Cheonmado.
It was a knife that cut diagonally. There was no qigong technique that covered all directions like the Inhwadobeop, but the power contained within it was fast and sharp enough to split the shield of inner strength.
Kwak So-gyo’s body spun.
Teeing!
The Cheonmado bounced off.
At that short distance, he rotated his body in an instant and made full use of heat emphasis. The strength of bare-handed meat was great, but the sharp nails were particularly strong.
Grasp!
Kwak So-gyo narrowed the distance and reached out his hand toward Chun Ha-jin’s neck.
The sharp-edged nails seemed harder than steel, and the gray fraud that flowed around them seemed more dangerous than any poison.
In an instant, Chun Ha-jin’s eyes lit up.
The part Kwak So-gyo was aiming for was his own neck. It was grass that was trying to completely tear it off from the collarbone to the neck.
In a fleeting moment, an unpleasant memory shook his head. As he pulled out his neck, which had exhausted his strength, the forest was gone, and the damn old man’s laughter lingered in his ears.
hook!
Kwak So-gyo’s eyes widened.
The guy didn’t avoid the heat emphasis. No, he was an unavoidable distance in the first place.
If so, he should have defended himself, but he didn’t even do that. He simply brought his blade to his stomach.
‘Bastard!’
At this rate, he would be able to rip off his neck, but at the same time, this ruthless blade would pierce his own body. The body protected by the four emperors was stronger than steel, but it was clear that it would be useless in front of the horsemen burning with the demonic power of the highest level.
Guo Xiaoqiao’s body spun again.
Pick!
Her fingernails made a small cut on Cheon Ha-jin’s neck. At the same time, the Heavenly Demon also made a small cut on Guo Xiaoqiao’s waist.
Whoa!
Kwak So-gyo, who quickly opened up the distance, threw out a pair of weapons.
Chun Ha-jin, who was about to blow off one of her arms with a huge pottery, had no choice but to retrieve the knife. The tension of the shot was so fast that the sword seemed to reach the chest before it could be swung.
Quaang!
Chun Ha-jin’s body shuddered again.
It was fortunate that he blocked it with the wide blade of the Cheonmado. The tension this time was particularly strong, and if it had been hit directly, it would have suffered considerable internal injuries.
What if I had an internal injury? Then that’s it. That wicked bitch was an opponent she couldn’t handle with internal injuries.
“You bastard!”
It was an innocuous provocation.
He had been subjected to countless provocations that were ten times more humiliating and a hundred times more bloody than me.
Roaring!
But he couldn’t control his anger. The Ku Yumagi exploded in an instant and covered Cheon Ha-jin’s body.
Are you like a rat?
Even if it wasn’t for that kind of swearing, I would have been angry. In Kwak So-gyo’s words, in Kwak So-gyo’s eyes, there was a strange power that shook Cheon Ha-jin’s emotions.
Faaaaang!
Cheon Ha-jin, engulfed in demonic energy, advanced like a cannonball.
Neither the new law nor the new law. It rushed only with the power of demonic energy, and the speed was faster than ever.
Kwak So-gyo’s eyes shook.
I felt a devastating death from the guy who was shooting like a burning meteor. The life was so terrible that the Four Hwang Cheongeukgi was pushed backwards.
‘Bastard!’
She slammed the gut once again. It was Biyoeumjang (飛妖陰掌), one of the four god’s secret studies and her name festival.
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Kwaaang!
Biyoeumjang passed through Cheon Ha-jin’s load-bearing barrier and slammed into the ground. The ground hit by the tension exploded with a loud explosion.
‘what?!’
did you avoid it? Or did you bend the tension turo?
Pajijijik!
Before he could grasp the situation, the red meteor engulfed Guo Xiaoqiao.
Quarreung!
“Keugh!”
It was an ignorant physical bullet charge. Kwak So-gyo frantically backed away.
thud!
Chun Ha-jin, who put the Cheonmado into the ground and stood up, struck the left hand in the air.
Kwak So-gyo, who tried to stand up again, was frightened at the moment. He realized that his intangible tension had reached right in front of his nose.
Pew!
Guo Xiaoqiao’s hair stretched out in all directions.
I crossed my arms and barely blocked it. My forearm was tingling and painful.
If it had been hit in the face, it would have had the bridge of the nose crushed and the teeth blown out. It’s not enough to break the fraudulent shield, but it must have become so terrible that you’d rather die.
He was a martial artist on the reigning mahwanggi and a ghost commander (幽靈暗掌).
“Shit!”
purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
A thicker morale erupted from Kwak So-gyo’s body, who spat out harsh curse words. His clothes fluttered wildly, and all his long hair rose skyward. He raised the sky of the four hwanggeuk to ten stars.
“A worthless bastard dares to aim for my face?!”
Ugh. Whoops.
Guo Xiaoqiao’s whites gradually turned gray.
Whoa!
Chun Ha-jin rushed.
And Kwak So-gyo rushed faster than him. He was half a speed faster than Cheon Ha-jin, who moved first.
“Dead!”
Parala Rock!
Kwak So-gyo’s hands swung at terrifying speed.
They were so close that they could even feel each other’s breathing. Cheon Ha-jin felt an unusual crisis in the white tactic that he wielded targeting the head, neck, heart, collarbone, ribs, and even the radius.
Papapapang!
The terrifying shockwave generated by the two men’s white bats hit the son-in-law.
At that close range, they collided dozens of times with such force that they could even crush rocks in one blow. The shockwave that spread through the air was amazing, but the durability of the two people who received the shockwave bursting out in front of them had to be tested to their limits.
But the two did not stop. I didn’t avoid or block it.
Who is stronger, who is stronger.
And as if trying to find out who was more angry, they fired indiscriminate attacks on each other’s bodies while facing their exploding careers with their bare bodies.
bang!
Chen Ha-jin’s body shook.
Kwak So-gyo, who had been attacking with a six-headed sword, hit him on the head with a sharp angle before he knew it. He blocked it with the spear of the Cheonmado, but the vibration seemed to creak his neck.
Kwak So-gyo did not miss the moment.
Perong!
Chun Ha-jin bounced back.
A large amount of blood flowed from his nose and mouth. Magi, who had been flexibly guarding her whole body, was unable to block this blow.
Whoop!
Kwak So-gyo dug into Cheon Ha-jin again.
A white hit like lightning, an upper corner that created a gap, and a long hit that pierced open gaps.
There was no restriction on movement even though the attack was being bombarded without a chance to breathe. Unlike Cheon Ha-jin, who needed time to breathe, Kwak So-gyo’s breathing was still relaxed.
Chen Ha-jin thought.
‘It’s strong.’
In terms of strength and technique of one-hit kills, he was one step ahead.
Yet it is pushed aside.
Magi is also growing vigorously due to burning anger, but Guo Xiaoqiao was not an opponent that could be simply pushed for being strong.
‘It’s a tough opponent to beat in a head-to-head match.’
The difference in martial arts between Chun Ha-jin and Kwak So-gyo was truly worth a piece of paper.
It was such a gap that even a small variable could turn a win or loss. The word gap was meaningless, and it could be seen as a level that could be said to be equal.
If it had been before the two had gone beyond human limits, it would have been so.
However, for the two absolutes who broke through the limit of human beings and even the limit of martial arts, the difference of one piece of paper could be like a mountain. It can be narrowed down with one mistake, but on the other hand, it may be a difference that cannot be overturned for the rest of your life.
What should I do?
How should we attack this minute gap that cannot be filled right now?
Flash!
Thunder struck from the left bank of Cheon Ha-jin.
A blue electric light began to blaze over his body, which was filled with the red demonic energy of Duke Yuma.
In an instant, a person’s temperament changed. It was a much quicker and more immediate reaction than Kwak So-gyo’s approach or her speedy attack.
Kwak So-gyo, who was trying to break Cheon Ha-jin’s thighs with an emphasis on heat, was surprised by the opponent’s temperament that changed in an instant.
‘what?’
Why did your temperament suddenly change?
Pajijijik!
The lightning that spread from the left eye circulated all over the body, and soon set off a brilliant flame on the thigh that Kwak Xiaoqiao was aiming for.
Whoa!
Kwak So-gyo, who was attacking, retreated even faster than that. He was able to break his thigh enough, but with an unknown sense of danger, he retrieved the attack and threw himself out.
Whoa!
The air has changed.
“Whoop!”
The breath that was lacking was completely filled, and the power of a new demon king dwelled in Cheon Ha-jin’s body.
Roaring! Pajijijik!
Zuoqinguhong’s absolute demonic eyes shone with lightning.
Hwareuk! Pajijijijijik!
I wondered if the two demons were heating up at the same time, but soon the old magician disappeared. Both blue and red eyes, which gave off a different atmosphere, soon turned blue.
It was the reigning mahwang period.
He put down Gu Yuma Gong and filled his entire body with only the reigning Mawanggi. Unlike Gu Yu-ma-gong, who spread infinitely hideous madness, the reigning mawang-ki swept the son-in-law with overwhelming dignity.
If Gu Yuma-gong was a fire-breathing evil spirit, King Lim Mawang-gi was a demonic spirit that called out thunderbolts.
The strongest demon in the history of Jungwon, handed down from the first Heavenly Demon and completed by the Seven Great Heavenly Demons, transformed Cheon Ha-jin, who had gone crazy with revenge, into the Tenth Heavenly Demon, Seo Ryang.
Cheon Ha-jin, no, the Heavenly Demon, who had become Xiliang again, snapped his hand.
“Shall we start over?”
