Login Murim Episode 967
For martial artists, martial arts are like fingerprints with different shapes.
Even if you study under the same teacher, study the same martial arts, and perform movements according to the set rules, it will vary depending on the person’s inclination and physical characteristics.
A person who is not afraid of death uses a sword technique that is more daring than what is prescribed, and a person with short limbs widens his stride to perform a step technique.
And in that sense, at this moment, King Peng Cheolhu was feeling a strange sense of déjà vu.
shed! Gwang 1 Gwaaaang!
Two swords constantly mixing together with a fierce collision sound.
The more he looked at Jamuka’s calm face, and his every movement, the more unfamiliar it became to King Byeokryeokdo.
‘what?’
For a warrior who has reached the highest level, it is a taboo to think about idle thoughts during a life-or-death situation.
However, King Byeokryeok kept an eye on Jamuka even while violating such a taboo, and was finally able to recall a scene from the past that had been buried in old memories. ‘no way?’
Two eyes suddenly opened wide.
Without missing the momentary gap that the Byeokryeokdao King saw, Jamuka brought down the New Moon Sword with all his might.
bang! Let’s go!
The two swords, which can easily be called Bodo (寶刀), interlock and scatter flashes of light.
In a battle of power without giving up an inch, the King of Byeokryeok gazed with deeply sunken eyes at Jamuka’s face reflected beyond the blade.
“I was wondering where this barbarian came from… “Now that I look at it, it’s spherical.”
Jamuka, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.
A nomad living in the western plains, far from the central plains, cannot speak Chinese, but he is extremely fluent in it.
“Now that I remember, I guess I’m still in a bad mood.” After the Byeokryeokdo (露露刀) Pengcheolhu.”
“It’s a miracle. There was definitely a time when it was called that.”
King Byeokryeok was thinking as if he was talking to himself.
Although it is only one letter different from the current name, the time contained within it was truly a long time.
The first time the two encountered each other was before the unprecedented great war called the Great War, when Peng Cheolhu was the head of the small family of Hebei Military House.
‘I couldn’t believe it, but he was that barbarian back then.’
King Byeokryeok looked at Jamuka with new eyes.
A piece of Holler’s old memory, more than half a century old.
Nevertheless, the reason I was able to retrieve that small piece from my aging mind in the present is probably because the image of the young nomad running wild like a wolf even while suffering from severe injuries was so impressive. ‘Yes, it was like that.’
Nomads crossing the Great Wall and invading the border.
And those who fight against nomads to protect their wealth and hometown.
This was always the case in the border areas adjacent to the steppes, and Hebei, where the giant tree called Panga was standing, was no exception.
However, the reason why the meeting between the two was a little more special was because a young tribal leader who had quickly emerged as a powerful figure in the chaotic eastern grasslands was targeting Hebei with thousands of warriors.
It was by no means common even in the outskirts where plunder and defense were repeated.
No, even at that time, it was the first large-scale invasion in over ten years.
Peng Cheol-hu, who was the head of the small family, led the family on behalf of the head of the family who was bedridden, and Mo Yong-se, who recognized the seriousness of the situation, sent 1,000 elite soldiers, including his own head of the small family, to help.
The Hebei Paeng family and the Mo Yong family each occupied a place among the world’s five great families.
In addition, there were elites led by small heads of two families who were emerging as the best new masters of the time.
Even before the Great War, the dramatic union of the two families that had been feuding over the position of loser in the North was enough to produce appropriate results.
A complete victory without any unnecessary details.
Or the great Mahayana.
No one in the world questioned the use of this expression.
That’s how complete their victory was, and the young tribal leader of the eastern steppes, who had been defeated by the Hebei Peng family led by Peng Cheol-hu, narrowly resisted the pursuit of Mo Yong, who arrived just in time, and disappeared.
Leaving behind only the blood of countless warriors who followed him.
So he disappeared forever.
Everyone, including King Byeokryeok, thought so.
Until we meet again here today.
“I never thought he would still be alive until now. “He’s a tough guy.”
It was called Nangjungjichu (囊中之雄).
Those who are like sharp awls are bound to stick out in the end.
Even if the place is not in a pocket but a vast grassland
However, the young tribal leader, who had boiling ambition and considerable skills, did not appear for more than half a century, and the nomads never invaded Hebei again.
That was the reason why King Byeokryeok had forgotten Jamuka for a long time.
Even though he was a barbarian, I thought there was a reason why a person of that level of skill could not make a comeback.
I assumed that he must have died from the injuries he inflicted that day, or that he was caught up in another conflict on the grassland and became a victim.
Whatever the reason, the conclusion was death.
I definitely thought so.
“At that time, I should have done whatever it took to eradicate you and the root of your evil.”
The image of the Byeokryuk Taoist King sighing softly beyond the tightly interlocked sword blades was clearly reflected in Jamuka’s twinkling eyes.
“I couldn’t die. “Until I pay off my old debt.”
Jamuka chewed and spat. How could I have forgotten? That painful past.
Returning as a defeated man, he left the eastern grasslands with the surviving tribesmen, and after marching over thousands of miles, he reached the far western edge and established his own ger.
A place where the hated flag of the Hebei Paeng family cannot be seen.
He settled in a new place where he could avoid the teeth of the wolves that were waiting for his downfall, and hoped for a comeback.
Fifty years passed by like a river.
Indeed, a lot has changed.
The new name Zamuka, acquired to avoid possible pursuit, soon became an authority and symbol of the western plains, and under his command were many warriors such as excellent steeds and hunting dogs, and the number of ger, which was only a few dozen, increased to tens of thousands. Because it happened
However, even the king of the grasslands did not forget Jamuka.
Peng Cheol-hu’s sword, which passed through his body like a thunderbolt.
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Memories of that day when I had to suffer a humiliating defeat.
OOOO
IIIO •
The green river of Shinwoldo is shaking the air and expanding in size even more.
At this moment, Jamuka’s gaze toward the King of Byeokryeok contained a past that had not yet been washed away.
14 Not even Byeokryeok, Peng Cheolhu, the king of Byeokryeok.”
The young tribal chief, who had the ambition to repeat the feats of his ancestors, became the absolute ruler of the grasslands and returned with a large army, and So Jiaju of the Hebei Peng family, who had taken everything from him, was defeated by the Ten Kings after the Battle of Jeongma. As a single person, he stood tall as a giant tree supporting the world’s martial arts world.
But if there’s one thing that hasn’t changed, it’s the old grudge.
“You still don’t understand?”
Wow.
The New Moon Island, wrapped in a dazzling green river, presses down on the great sword.
Jamuka’s mouth twitched at the sight of the Byeokryeodo King letting out a sigh beyond his trembling sword blade.
“I waited. “I hope you, the Hebei Hoe, show up here.”
The moment when the King of Thunder widened his eyes at an unexpected word.
Wow!
With a roar that felt like the sky was splitting apart, the great sword, which was like a huge wall, was unable to overcome the power of the new moon sword and was pushed back.
Gwaaaa!
A storm rages.
Part of the rock wall, unable to withstand the terrible pressure, cracks and bursts.
However, even in the swirling dust clouds all around, Jamuka’s movements were precise and rapid.
Shut up!
A space that diverges along a trajectory.
The green river that stretched out along the crescent-shaped path of Shinwoldo rushed towards the retreating King Byeokryeokdo. shed! Wow!
The noise erupting from the clash of the two swords had already surpassed the realm of steel.
Jamuka’s eyes were deeply sunken the whole time, and his voice flowing from between his lips was now boiling like lava.
like.
“I’ll give you everything!”
Like a young tribal leader from the past who had to leave after losing everything in a painful defeat. Haha 51 Argh!
With all its might, a green-colored force overflowing like an explosion.
Like an early dawn, the gorgeous yet powerful beam of light illuminating the inside of the canyon slanted towards the King of Byeokryeokdo.
Suddenly!
A chilling sound of cutting echoed in the flash of light. “Cough.”
Patter.
The Demon King, who stumbled backwards, spat out a handful of blood and looked at Jamuka.
The wrinkled, distorted forehead was a trace of pain caused by internal injuries.
“······Amazing. “It’s truly amazing.”
It’s not sarcasm or a lie, it’s literally Jinsam
At this moment, King Byeokryeok was admiring himself as a warrior and a warrior who inherited the name of the Paeng family.
The patience of Jamuka, who gave up such a long time to avenge his defeat. To that amazing inaction.
and.••… .
About a person named Jamuka, who did not let go of reason until the very end, even when the completion of his revenge was just around the corner.
“How did you come up with the idea to back down? “It must have been the perfect opportunity for you.”
Anyone who has shown commendable bravery and fighting spirit, even if the opponent is an enemy,
However, Jamuka did not answer the King of Byeokryeok’s questions.
No, I couldn’t answer.
Damn.
The next moment his Shinmoldo trembled with a very subtle cracking sound that only you can hear if you listen carefully.
Wow!
A fountain of blood poured out from Jamuka’s grave and fell on the shattered and crumbling shards of steel. Puhwaak! Toad duduk!
The blood that burst out between the skin was red, and the pain rising from the deep cuts on the upper abdomen and internal organs was as hot as lightning or fire.
And in the midst of the pain that felt like it was burning, Jamuka opened his mouth as he controlled the staggering Shinhyeong.
“Cough. How, how••••••,
Jamuka could hardly understand.
The martial arts of the Hebei Paeng family is paedo (露道) itself.
Members of the Paeng family have been renowned throughout the world for generations based on their strength and explosive inner strength developed through training, and that was their only limitation.
Therefore, Jamuka pursued only the ultimate pleasure.
In order to defeat the King of Violence, I have been training in extreme martial arts techniques for the past fifty years and analyzed his martial arts skills.
He had faith that the speed he had perfected would defeat the power of the Hebei Peeng family. but
“Why,Why•”… !”
Jamuka cried out in a voice that was boiling blood as he looked at the approaching King of Byeokryeok, who was recovering from his internal injuries.
And unlike Jamuka, who could not answer the previous question, King Byeokryuk opened his mouth with a calm expression.
“I realized on that damn battlefield at Jeongma University that there are many monsters in the world worse than Nobu.”
There is no end to enlightenment.
Development was not only the privilege of young people.
In particular, Noh Kang-ho (老强豪), who has the nickname King of Byeokryeokdo,
“Among them, there is this crazy old man who is making fun of Nobu and laughing at him. He is as big as a bear, and everything he does is slow.” Hwawang (火王) Jeokcheongang.
In order to one day overcome that crazy monster, he did not stop training even after peace came.
In all these years, not a single day has I said, “You still don’t get it?”
Looking at Jamuka, who was moaning while clutching his half-severed shoulder, the King of the Great Sword straightened his huge sword.
“How was it possible for Byeokryeokdo Peng Cheolhu to become the king of Byeokryeokdo?”
Just one word, Chaa
However, in this vast world, only the ten great warriors who stand tall under the endless sky and three stars are worthy of being called kings.
“The only place where you can be called king is that meadow.”
Looking at Jamuka with wide eyes, Peng Cheol-hu, the King of Wall Power, laughed out loud.