Side Story Episode 24. Rationality and fear (4)
For a moment, a bright blue glow appeared in Ji Ji-geon’s eyes.
“This guy with no blood on his head… … .”
Barely able to hold back the curses that rose up in his throat, he approached Banghyo.
“Are you okay?”
“Damn it! Does this look good?!”
Ji Ji-geon placed his hand on Bang Hyo’s shin.
“Hold on.”
Pop!
Banghyo’s face turned pale.
The broken bone could not be repaired straight away. A skilled peak expert could temporarily harden the bone by betting on it, but for them, it was still a long way off.
The best thing was to put it back together as it was broken and pour internal energy into it to increase its healing power.
“Concentrate your demon energy. You know very well how it broke. “Adjust it carefully so it doesn’t stick incorrectly.”
Ji Ji-geon, who lifted Bang Hyo and sat him down under the training ground, glared at Lee Cheon-sang.
“Just wait half an angle. “I will take you to the Blood Soul Pavilion.”
“you?”
Banghyo’s eyes widened at the sound of Sal’s rich voice.
“You have pride, you can’t just walk away, right?”
“… … .”
Banghyo gritted his teeth.
He also wanted to blow off Lee Cheon-sang’s head right away.
But he was the loser, and he was in a situation where he couldn’t move. If only he hadn’t broken his leg, he would have pulled out the knife right away.
“He uses strange magic.”
“Hex?”
“I don’t know what it is exactly. “That bastard is clearly a minion, but I can’t see where he’s going to attack.”
Ji Ji-geon chuckled.
“That’s a hex? “You can see everything from outside.”
Grumbling.
Blood flowed from Banghyo’s tightly bitten lip.
My pride was hurt and I was angry.
He also knew that Lee Cheon-sang did not use witchcraft. Some magic spells do not work well on demons who have learned magic.
I felt disgusted with myself for talking about witchcraft in this situation. But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand this result.
“You let your guard down. “If I hadn’t let my guard down, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Although it was a pathetic comment, it was also a remark that took care of Banghyo’s pride.
If I hadn’t let my guard down, I wouldn’t have been hit. In other words, it meant that he was not beaten because his skills were below.
Ji Ji-geon tapped Bang Hyo’s shoulder as if to tell him not to worry and came up to the training ground again.
“You don’t seem very tired.”
Lee Cheon-sang, who was looking at him silently, nodded silently.
Slurp.
Ji Ji-geon pulled out his sword.
“I have no talent with my bare hands. All I know how to do is cut. Would you still do it?”
“The decision is yours.”
“what?”
“It means I’ve already made my decision.”
Cheeky bastard.
Ji Ji-geon laughed coldly.
“As long as you pull out the knife, you will definitely see blood. “Don’t regret anything even if you die.”
Wooooow!
A faint haze appeared on both of Lee Cheon-sang’s fists. That was the end of the answer.
Ji Ji-geon’s eyes suddenly changed.
Faaagh!
The one who moved first was Ji Geon.
Like Banghyo, he doesn’t fold three seconds or fight with his bare hands.
He never intended to let down his guard. Of course, he couldn’t kill the opponent since he was the opponent, but he was going to at least push him to the brink of death.
Flash!
Ji Ji-gun’s sword was swung diagonally. It seemed as if he would cut off Lee Cheon-sang’s collar bone in one fell swoop.
It is sincere from the first blow. The speed and sharpness were on a whole different level from when Banghyo was there.
hook! grasp!
I quickly widened the distance, but the sword blade was too fast.
Blood spread on Lee Cheon-sang’s chest.
“Feel so good!”
Boom!
After narrowing the distance once again with his resilient walking technique, Ji Ji-gun’s bloody slashing began.
Whoa!
At that moment, Zhi Zhi Qian’s sword made a spectacular movement as if it had separated into five or six pieces.
It was a sharp cut that made it difficult to determine which one was real. Each and every sword was aimed at the body.
Lee Cheon-sang’s upper body moved quickly.
Let’s go!
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Jijigeon’s blade cut the air several times.
‘That’s amazing.’
It doesn’t catch on anything. The light from the sword caused small scratches on Lee Cheon-sang’s shoulder and chest, but that was all.
‘It’s definitely different from what I saw from the side.’
Flash! Kang!
The sword struck hard and left a mark on the floor of the gym.
If I hadn’t avoided it, things would have ended in disaster. He said he had no intention of killing him, but if he couldn’t avoid it, it wouldn’t matter if he died.
Ji Geon was sincerely committed to winning. His blade followed Lee Cheon-sang, who had dodged to the left, creating a strange harmony.
‘This will be unavoidable.’
Saaagh!
If it makes sense to move in a straight line, Ji Ji-Geon’s sword was bent like a snake, as if it were a whip, and aimed at Lee Cheon-Sang’s abdomen.
It was Yongdu Tamhyeol (龍頭耽血) of the martial arts and Chamyeongdobeop (斬影刀法) practiced by Gwangma Dae members. It was a skill that few people have in the fast and sharp martial arts method.
A stabbing technique that is rarely found in martial arts, and it moves flexibly like a sword and pierces the opponent’s body.
The tip of Ji Ji-Geon’s sword reached one inch in front of Lee Cheon-Sang’s side.
‘done!’
It was then.
‘… … !’
Before the blade pierced his side, Zhi Qian felt goosebumps rising on the right side of his neck.
‘Each method?!’
Before I knew it, Cheon-sang Lee was on the ground with only his right foot. I couldn’t see when I swung the left angle.
If things continue like this, Ji Ji-Geon’s sword will pierce Lee Cheon-Sang’s side, but at the same time, Ji Ji-Geon will also allow a blow to the head.
If you get hit on the head with a technique full of energy, your life is in danger. He was startled and quickly turned around.
Boom!
With a horrifying sound, Lee Cheon-sang’s legs split the air.
Fit!
The blade that passed by skimmed Lee Cheon-sang’s side. It was not able to pierce and only made a slight cut.
Flash!
Ji Ji-geon stretched out his strongly contracted body with great explosive force and swung his sword towards Lee Cheon-sang.
In an instant, Zhi Qian’s face turned pale.
Before I knew it, Lee Cheon-sang, who had crouched down, appeared beneath the sword’s trajectory.
‘no!’
Lee Cheon-sang’s two fists spouted fire.
Bub bub buk!
Twelve short, quick blows were struck diagonally upward from the right thigh of the zebra tendon to the abdomen and left ribs.
“Oops!”
With his body losing its balance, Ji Ji-geon took a step back from Yeon Hwan-kwon, which was as fast as lightning. Although his bones were not broken, his muscles were temporarily paralyzed and he was unable to continue his movements.
thud!
Lee Cheon-sang, who stepped forward strongly, waved his hand.
Whoa!
One strike, as fast as a gale, struck Ji Ji-geon precisely in the center of his chest.
Ji Ji-geon stumbled, spouting blood. The bullet that hit his chest hit his stomach and lungs.
The pain of not being able to breathe. In the meantime, he instinctively swung his sword.
Bye!
“Kaaak!”
It was a frighteningly sensitive blow.
Lee Cheon-sang’s fist struck Ji Ji-geon’s hand holding the sword. All his fingers were broken, so he had no choice but to lose his sword.
hook!
Lee Cheon-sang went into his arms again and raised his hand.
It was the hand that raises the haze, the Yacha Hyeoljang (夜叉血掌), the funeral method of the Geumgang Yacha Demon Gong.
There was urgency in Ji Ji-geon’s eyes.
It was an unusual momentum. You won’t die, but if you get hit by that blow, you will have to suffer a blood soul for a while.
‘no! Avoid… … !’
But my body didn’t listen.
Lee Cheon-sang’s Accidental Plasma flew in coldly.
Ji Ji-geon closed his eyes tightly.
hook!
“… … !!”
weird.
There was no pain that should have been felt. Ji Ji-geon slowly opened his eyes.
“… … “It’s significant.”
Dong-hu suddenly appeared and was holding Lee Cheon-sang’s wrist. If he hadn’t grabbed Lee Cheon-sang’s arm, the Yacha blood plasma would have broken several of Zizhi Qian’s ribs.
Dong Hu looked at Li Cheon Sang.
Lee Cheon-sang, who was quietly looking at Dong-hu, relaxed his grip.
Tsutsutsu.
The career I had in my hands slowly disappeared, creating another haze.
Ji Ji-geon swallowed his saliva without realizing it. The fire was so strong that it created a haze. My stomach tingled as I thought about being hit like that.
Donghu said coldly.
“The young man has strong hands.”
Lee Cheon-sang said, turning his wrist.
“There is no other way than to fight.”
“bouncer. “My confidence is sky-high just because I learned a few simple martial arts moves.”
“Thanks to you, I learned a lot.”
After saying those words, he turned around and went to the end of the training hall again, where he sat cross-legged.
Even though the fight had just ended, he didn’t look excited at all. He even went into the flying technique as if to show off, as if he was confident that his opponent would not harm him.
Dong-hu, who was glaring at Lee Cheon-sang, turned his gaze to Ji Geon.
Ji Ji-geon bit his lip.
“Senior, we… … .”
Pow!
Ji Ji-geon’s face suddenly turned. He was hit by Dong-hu’s fist.
Although it didn’t have much power, it was powerful enough. His eyes flashed, his mouth burst open and blood flowed out.
Dong-hu said in a cool voice.
“Seniors?”
“I’m sorry, Captain.”
“You idiots. “The guys called Gwangma Team got bullied by a low-ranking guy from Tuma?”
“… … .”
“Who started the fight first?”
Ji Geon couldn’t say anything.
Dong-hu shouted.
“You’re not answering properly!”
Ji Ji-geon, who was surprised, shouted without realizing it.
“Well, we suggested bimu first!”
“why? “Did you want to check the dance moves that you can’t see?”
“sorry!”
“If you fight with determination, you might win! “What are you doing?”
Even if there were a hundred mouths, there was nothing to say. Ji Ji-geon and Bang Hyo’s faces turned red with shame.
Donghu pointed at Banghyo with his chin.
“Take that bastard and go to the Blood Soul Pavilion. “I will report it to the adjutant separately.”
“… … yes.”
“What is that voice! “Don’t give me a straight answer!”
“Yes, yes!”
Ji Geon staggered and walked towards Bang Hyo.
Dong-hu sighed and closed his eyes.
In my heart, I wanted to kill them both. Even if you were to let your guard down, you wouldn’t be able to get away with being attacked by someone from Tuma?
No, it would have been more disappointing if I had let my guard down. Gwangmadae does not allow its guard down at any moment. Whether in combat or not, being distracted means death.
If Lee Cheon-sang’s fists had been a little stronger, Bang Hyo would have been crippled. In return for lightly considering it as a life-threatening conflict, you can live as an asshole for the rest of your life.
The fight between demons and the fight between powerful people are all like that. One moment of mistake can cause you to lose everything you have achieved so far.
Dong-hu, who was clenching and unclenching his fists in exasperation, looked at Cheon-sang Lee.
Heavy magical energy flowed from Lee Cheon-sang’s body. The sight of him concentrating for an instant and continuing the attack was so calm that it was almost obnoxious.
‘… … .’
Dong-hu’s eyes wavered.
In fact, he wasn’t that angry at Lee Cheon-sang.
Rather, it was surprising.
‘Is there a guy like that?’
Hearing Banghyo’s scream, he rushed over. At that moment, Li Cheon-sang was fighting with Ji Ji-geon.
Thanks to this, Donghu was able to fully see Lee Cheon-sang’s skills. I also saw how he easily defeated two people with low martial arts skills.
‘That guy has no emotions.’
I don’t know if there are any real feelings. But at least those who are Lee Cheon-sang’s opponents will not be able to read his emotions.
‘How can that be?!’
The expert reads the other person’s eyes and prayers and responds. And it is completely based on emotions.
Even if you are armed with anger, excitement, nervousness, or even coldness, you can read the other person.
But Lee Cheon-sang had nothing like that. That’s why the two people collapsed without being able to read Lee Cheon-sang’s next move.
What was even more surprising was Lee Cheon-sang’s ability.
‘On the other hand, that guy was reading the next moves of Bang Hyo and Ji Geon.’
It wasn’t because he was good at martial arts.
That was insight. It was clear that he read his opponent in a split second and analyzed like lightning what the next move would be.
‘I’m from Tuma… … ‘I understand why the Great Lord is interested in that guy.’
Dong-hu turned around.
It was an expression full of confusion.
“Damn you kids, you can’t not report it. “I won because I’m embarrassed.”
The next morning.
“My lord.”
“hmm?”
Doheon turned his head.
Hwang Moo-seok’s expression was extremely cold.
“Please call that guy.”
martial arts,
