Episode 121
Moment of Decision (3)
“Huh?!”
“hmm? “Why are you doing that?”
“Hehe, no, old man. “My back felt tingly for a moment.”
“Has it been bitten by a bug?”
“I guess so.”
Yeon Ji-pyeong massaged her back, exactly under the nape of her neck.
‘what? ‘Is it really a bug?’
It felt like something sharp was stabbing me.
It bothered me, but I decided to ignore it. Now was not the time to worry about insect bites.
“Hmm, let’s take it out soon.”
Cheeeeeek!
As it was hit by the cold mountain wind, the red-hot surface of the sword gradually darkened.
Yeon Ji-pyeong opened his mouth wide.
“It’s amazing.”
The old man burst into laughter.
“How many times have you not seen it?”
“Still! Ugh, it’s hot.”
“Stay back.”
The old man put the heated sword into a huge water jar.
Cheeeeeeeee!
In an instant, gray-white smoke spread throughout the surrounding area.
It was extreme heat and humidity. The water that filled the jar quickly boiled.
“Hehe, I just need to hit you one more time.”
“Wow.”
“Is it that interesting?”
“yes! It’s so amazing. “I want to try making one too.”
It was a rather presumptuous remark, but the old man burst into laughter. Yeon Ji-pyeong’s bold voice was full of innocence. That is what captured the old man’s heart.
“If you are thinking of starting your journey as a craftsman in earnest, come visit me any time. “I will teach you the basics.”
“Hehe, maybe that’s too much.”
“Hehehe!”
“By the way, it’s really amazing. “I didn’t know it took so much effort to make one sword.”
The old man said in a cheerful tone.
“No matter what happens in the world, it is difficult to achieve good results if you do not put in your sincerity. “Isn’t martial arts like that?”
“that’s right.”
“So treat it well. “He is a friend who will overcome rough times together with you in the future.”
“Of course! I still can’t believe it. Is it really okay to receive the old man’s sword? “He’s young.”
“Oops! Just like a craftsman, a warrior should not be judged by his age. If you are qualified to hold a sword, you will hold it. “You are worthy of my sword.”
“Hi-Hi.”
“It is a sword made of good iron without any impurities. “The power of the sword will vary depending on how much you care for it.”
“….”
“hmm? “Why are you doing that?”
“….”
“Pyeong-ah?”
Yeon Ji-pyeong’s eyes deepened as he turned his head and looked at the mountain peak on the other side.
The old man was inwardly surprised.
There is a faint anticipation in the clear and deep eyes. It was a look that Yeon Ji-pyeong had never shown before.
‘These are indeed the eyes of a swordsman.’
After a while, Yeon Ji-pyeong turned his head again.
“sorry. “I guess I felt wrong.”
“Hehehe.”
“What’s next? “I can’t wait to see your next work!”
“I have to beat it again. “I probably want to end this.”
earth! Taaang!
The sound of a hammer striking metal rang out beautifully.
The sound was so magnificent that at first glance it sounded like the sound of battlefield drums.
* * *
Whoa whoa!
The bodies of the two assassins were torn in half by the swinging light dragon blow.
bang!
The Gwangryongbu will not be restored again. When he swung, he left it as he swung and smashed the head of the shooter who was far away with a single swing from the left.
With one ax blow and one punch, three assassins lost their lives.
Bullfight!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
As soon as three shooters were lost, the shooters in the front line retreated. It is to overhaul the system.
‘It’s pretty good.’
Are the assassins deploying their tactics?
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Anyone who knows Moorim will scoff at this, but the assassins’ forward-looking attacks are threatening in a different way than those of the combat units.
It’s because of temperament.
Bababababaak!
It felt like sparks were flying in the empty air.
‘Oh my…’
The assassins advance in a horizontal line.
The speed was nothing special, but the problem was the troops behind it.
Assassins are as good at exaggerating killing as they are at killing. Amplification, convergence, condensation, and divergence are freely possible.
Two hundred such professional assassins each unleashed their wildest murders, so much so that my vision became dizzy.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s expression became as cold as ice.
‘At this level, it would be good to consider them as the most elite.’
In the past, I got involved with guys called Cheongrang sent by a famous family.
But they were only half the story. Although they are praised as experts in murder, their power begins with shaking the opponent’s psychology.
They are also great powers, but their power is not concentrated. Since it is a very difficult battle, you can easily deal with it if you prepare an unwavering determination and an efficient strategy.
These were different.
Papa papapang!
The dark weapons fired by the sprayers lined up at the rear fell in a parabolic curve.
Each one is as small as a fingernail. But the number exceeded hundreds.
Yeon Ho-jeong took a strong step forward.
Quang!
Fallen leaves piled up on the floor rose into the air. The line of the front line was slightly disorganized.
Faaagh!
Yeonhojeong, who rushed into the Baekhogun Limbo, immediately began his offensive against the Tigers.
Huh! Pow!
Two escaped, but three could not. Red blood filled the air.
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong saw the front line shooters bringing long barrels to their mouths.
Babababababaak!
Dozens of poisonous needles were fired at Yeon Ho-jeong.
Paang!
Since I have practiced the divine method, evasion is easy. Yeonhojeong, soaring high in the sky, captured the assassins lined up at the rear.
‘That’s a lot.’
The difference between seeing it from afar and up close is significant.
A swarm of assassins are glaring at him, each drawing a weapon. It was a sight that chilled my stomach.
‘This is it…’
Who on earth sent the assassin? Where do these assassins come from?
All such doubts have been thrown away.
Yeon Ho-jeong, faced with the assassins’ mass attack technique, felt the instincts of a dark emperor hidden deep in his heart stir.
Paaaaang!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body descended at an incredible speed.
It was a method of thousands of pounds. It was a high-level Qigong technique that used internal energy to increase weight.
Surprisingly, the place where Yeonhojeong landed was behind the front line.
In the midst of assassins.
Quang!
The beast came down to the ground holding a huge ax and swung a storm-like onslaught.
Puff puff puff!
Dozens of assassins standing around Yeonhojeong were torn to pieces and blown away.
It was tremendous power.
In addition to Yeonhojeong’s unique martial arts skills that he had honed so far, he also awakened the life of the Emperor of Darkness. Whether it was a one-on-one battle or a one-on-many melee, no one could stop him now.
“Aaaah!”
Pow! Pow!
The Gwangryongbu, which was over 80 pounds long, moved lengthwise and horizontally, tearing the assassins’ bodies apart like rags.
Wooooow!
The blue Byeoklajingi strengthened the body, and the techniques of the White Tiger, the Great Emperor of the West, swept away the assassins.
It was a series of very fast and powerful attacks. The bodies of the assassins who were caught off guard were being shattered indiscriminately. In a short period of time, as many as 40 people died.
Pabababak!
Of course, the assassins did not sit still.
The target, Yeon Ho-jeong, had incredible skills, but in the end, he was just an animal trapped in a cage.
The assassins each brandished their weapons.
Awesome!
It is an attack coming from all directions: front, back, left and right.
There was not a single place to avoid. If you dodge into the air, the moment you jump, the shooters who were prepared will fire a memorized weapon.
‘That’s interesting.’
A lot of white tiger energy was concentrated in both the left fist and the Gwangryongbu fist held in the right hand.
Buuuuung! Blah blah blah!
Most of the shooters’ attacks were misaligned in the aftermath of the spinning and swirling fire.
Sigh! Suddenly!
Three or four sword images were also engraved on Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
It wasn’t deep, but the problem was the poison on the blade. The assassins poison any weapon. Expensive extreme poison was impossible, but paralyzing poison was essential.
The assassins’ eyes glowed with flesh.
Got it.
Just one wound and it’s over. The powerful paralyzing poison will blunt the opponent’s movements.
They had no doubt that they believed that.
Quang!
The red fire energy created a terrifying energy wave.
Yeonhojeong’s new form, engulfed in red energy, became as fast as lightning.
Burbubbuk! Quaaaang!
It was a race of death with heavy drinking. In the blazing Suzakugi, Blood Wing Hwicheon (血翼揮天) of the extreme speed blew away one axis of the line.
Sigh!
The flesh exploding again and again and the blood net embroidering the sky seemed unrealistic.
Although Yeon Ho-jeong’s body was wounded several times by the assassins’ attacks, he never got tired. No, as time passed, the movement gained momentum.
At that time, one of the assassins standing in the rear shouted.
“Open!”
Faaagh!
The sprayers dispersed at an alarming speed.
Give up the siege attack and retreat first. The opponent’s skill was too great to kill and eliminate in a melee.
“Whoop!”
The sight of Yeon Ho-jeong, breathing heavily, was like that of a general who had overcome a large army and survived with his horse. He had dark markings all over his body and had more than a dozen sword wounds.
Hahaha!
Yeonhojeong’s energy wave, which was wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth and spewing out deadly energy, was like a gigantic dragon fist wind.
Sageuk, the leader of the killers, stuck out his tongue.
‘What’s so strong?!’
It wasn’t a particularly advantageous terrain, so he jumped right into the middle of the assassins and took on them head-on, but in that short period of time, he lost as many as seventy shooters.
It was such an amazing sight that, uncharacteristically, the order to spread out was delayed. This meant that Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts skills were impressive.
‘Are you telling me to launch a siege attack against such a monster? ‘You’re completely crazy.’
As the historical drama was internally grinding its teeth, Yeon Ho-jeong’s mouth opened.
“I don’t think you will be willing to tell me, but I still have to ask. “Tsk!”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who spat out spit mixed with blood, glared at the historical drama with murderous eyes.
The historical drama flinched.
“Who instigated it?”
It was a surprising statement.
I’ve heard questions like who are you, where did you come from, why are you trying to kill me, etc., but this is the first time I’ve heard someone ask who instigated it.
This probably means that things like this are common for Yeon Ho-jeong. In other words, he could be said to be a master of anti-assassin warfare, having experienced this type of situation countless times.
The historical drama opened its mouth.
“Where did the girl I was with go?”
“You know what to do.”
“…I guess it doesn’t matter.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.
‘It was me, after all.’
These guys just have to catch themselves. I thought so, but it was the moment when I became convinced that I was the target.
‘Wait silently.’
Mukbi was not as far away as historical dramas think.
‘You have to wait until I give the signal. You must remain completely hidden.’
When dealing with a siege attack, attacking head-on was reckless.
But he chose that recklessness. It was because of a feeling of discomfort irritating a corner of my head.
At that time, the historical drama’s eyes sparkled.
At the same time, Yeon Ho-jeong’s fist swung backwards.
Whoa!
The white blow that shot out like a gust of wind blew off one of the sprayers’ heads. It was a murderer who tried to throw a poisonous needle on the back of Yeon Ho-jeong, who showed a gap.
The historical drama was depressed.
‘Damn it, there was no word that it was this strong!’
He was a monster who excelled in all areas, including martial arts, senses, and combat skills.
‘I can’t do this. For now, I will step back and observe the situation, then attack with night-time assassinations.’
Isn’t it okay to just kill them anyway? I did ask for siege killings, but it was inevitable when things got to this point.
Sageuk raised his hand and shouted.
“Go down the mountain! Attack again at night….”
Pugh!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.
Sageuk’s eyes seemed to blur and he fell down. When he fell, there was a round hole in his chest.
“If you have heard the request, you should follow it. “I paid all the money.”
Behind the rear shooters.
A blurry shadow was walking leisurely.
‘Yes, it was that guy.’
There was no need to plan a strategy, but that was the reason why he used himself as bait and took on the fight head-on.
“But…I guess I can’t do it anymore.”
Yeon Ho-jeong asked.
“Is that you?”
Mong-ui, a middle-aged man, nodded.
“Yes, it’s me.”
