< Episode 33: Battle for Disciples (4) >
“What can you do to me like this? “Why don’t you try that method instead?”
Mok Gyeong-un’s tone of speech seems to be sarcastic.
At those words, anger as hot as a furnace welled up in Mo Yu-cheon’s heart.
Until just a month ago, to him, Mo Gyeong-un was nothing more than a cowardly piece of trash with no trace of wealth.
But how can something like this happen?
How can things turn upside down in just one month and you end up as a subordinate?
-Wow!
My teeth were ground.
Didn’t he put in a lot of effort beyond his talent to overturn what was called a humble birth?
But being pushed around by this devilish guy?
It was difficult to hold back my anger any longer.
-thud! thud!
My heart was pounding hard, and the suppressed impulse to kill was about to arise again.
Looking at him like that, Mok Gyeong-un raised the corner of his mouth and said as if he had hoped.
“good. “That’s how it should be.”
‘!?’
When Mo Yu-cheon heard those words, he felt like it was a mistake for a moment.
For a moment, I couldn’t control my anger due to the humiliation, and I almost released the impulse I had been suppressing.
Mo Yu-cheon bit his lip and suppressed his anger.
I could never do what this guy wanted.
‘no. ‘You have to endure it.’
I couldn’t control what I would do if I gave into that impulse.
Seeing him like this, Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed.
I thought this aspect was really annoying.
Should I call him unnecessarily honest?
However, although it was brief, I experienced Mok Yu-cheon at Yeonmok Geomjang and had information about him.
Mo Yu-cheon’s reversal was easy.
“For a child of a lowly gisaeng, he has quite a bit of patience…”
That was before the words were even finished.
-Paaaaaaa!
At that moment, a strong rebound force rose from Mu Yuqian’s neck, and Mo Qingyun’s body, along with the hand holding his neck, was thrown backwards.
Mok Kyung-un, who had risen nearly three feet above, did some somersaults and landed on the floor.
-Chrrrrrr!
However, he was pushed back nearly five steps further.
Mok Gyeong-un, who was pushed out and adjusted his posture, raised his head.
‘Was this it?’
The power soared in an instant.
It seems like it’s almost twice as much, but it’s already surpassed the peak.
Mok Kyung-un looked at this and clicked his tongue.
‘This is what happens.’
It may have been a side effect of incorrect construction, but what are the chances of such an absurd situation occurring where the power nearly doubles?
This was a chance that was similar to finding a needle in a sandy beach.
-Sneaking!
The sight of Mo Yu-cheon, with red steam flowing out from his entire body, was extremely ominous.
The atmosphere seemed even more dangerous due to the skin turning brown and white.
Seeing him like this, a strange look appeared in Mok Kyung-un’s eyes.
‘iced coffee. Is it something like that?’
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes are different from those of ordinary people.
After holding the evil energy, the energy of death, and opening my ghost eyes, I was able to see the flow of energy.
Maybe that’s why I was able to see right in front of me how Mo Yu-cheon’s energy exploded.
The principle was quite unique.
‘It’s mysterious.’
I can’t believe this phenomenon is happening even though I only changed a few places in the existing legal structure.
No, there were more than a few places, but it was still mysterious.
The depth of martial arts seemed truly endless.
“kill!”
It was right then.
-Pot!
Mo Yu-cheon lashed out at Mo Gyeong-un and threw a new weapon.
Perhaps because the aerial power nearly doubled, the speed was much faster than before.
Mo Yu-cheon, who arrived in front of Mo Kyung-un in an instant, threw a punch at Mo Kyung-un’s head as if trying to break his head.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mok Gyeong-un performed the Gyeongshin Technique and widened the distance just as his fist was about to hit the head.
I really narrowly escaped it.
Since I was limiting myself to the ultimate extreme, my defense level was not higher than 20%, so dodging was more effective than blocking.
-grasp!
However, I thought I had widened the distance, but before I knew it, Mok Yu-cheon had caught up right under my nose.
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Then, he performed Yeonamuhang (然峨貿恒), the 9th draft of the Yeonmokgu style (然木九式), which is the basic exercise of Yeonmokgeomjang.
Since Mok Gyeong-un was well aware of this herbivory, he guessed this path and tried to avoid it.
-Puff!
“Sigh.”
At that moment, the trajectory of Yeon Ah-muhang’s fist changed, causing successive blows to the left shoulder and collarbone.
Mokgyeongun’s new model was hit by this and was pushed back again.
-Chrrrrrrrr!
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom’s expression hardened at the sight of Mok Gyeong-un being pushed back.
The same goes for Lee Ji-yeom, who confirmed the cause of death after seeing the dead body of Jusalgok Yeomga.
The cause of death was that all blood vessels were ruptured centered on the area of impact.
This was completely different from normal internal injuries.
So, I wanted to inform my lord Mok Gyeong-un about this before the meeting, but I couldn’t because there were so many people watching.
‘It’s a big deal. Why did my lord provoke that child?’
Mo Yu-cheon himself seemed to refrain from that impulse.
However, when Mok Gyeong-un said something, he could not control his anger and the boatman appeared again.
Perhaps the blood vessels in the areas hit by the attack might have ruptured.
‘ah……’
Was his guess right?
Mokgyeongun was staggering and clutching his shoulder.
Had the blood vessel been ruptured by the previous blow?
While doing so, Mo Yu-cheon also paused for a moment when he saw Mo Kyung-un holding his shoulder.
‘no way?’
Mu Yuqian looked at his palm.
When I struck Mo Qingyun’s shoulder and collarbone just now, the sensation was very similar to the feeling I had when I killed Jusalgok Yan Ga.
A feeling as if the impulse to kill is mixed with one’s own energy.
‘What on earth is this?’
Once I became a little more accustomed to this strange sensation, I felt like I would be able to unfold it at will.
But that didn’t seem to be the case right now.
Mok Kyung-un’s provocation made me obsessed with death, but I really had no desire to kill him.
I just wanted to show that evil bastard a lesson.
That said,
“Whoa.”
At that time, Mok Kyung-un, who was holding her shoulder, released his hand and straightened his back.
Mo Yu-cheon saw that and frowned.
Jusalgok’s Yeomga, whom he had previously dealt with, vomited blood and died in agony from this blow.
However, there was nothing wrong with Mok Gyeong-un’s complexion.
Is it okay?
“you……”
“Is this all?”
Mok Gyeong-un’s grumpy tone of voice.
Hearing this, Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes became harsh.
I was stupid for sympathizing with him for even a moment because he was afraid he would die.
“It’s not as good as I expected. “Is this the limit of an insignificant birth?”
-Wow!
Red steam rose even stronger from Mo Yu-cheon’s whole body.
Then the veins bulged out.
The more intense his emotions, the more he seemed to be affected by fortune.
‘Son of a bitch.’
Mo Yu-cheon clenched his fists tightly.
It was better.
Unlike Yeomga, it appears that fatal injuries can be avoided if hit in the shoulder or other areas, so we will have to make sure that Mokgyeongun cannot use his limbs for a while.
Only then will he come to his senses.
-Pot!
Mo Yu-cheon, possessed by the impulse to kill, threw the new weapon at Mo Gyeong-un again.
Then Mok Gyeong-un also moved accordingly.
This time, instead of dodging backwards, he launched the new model straight at Mo Yu-cheon who was rushing towards him.
They all rushed towards each other.
-Pot!
Mo Yu-cheon’s movements were even faster.
In an instant, the fist flew in with the force to pierce Mok Kyung-un’s face.
Mo Kyung-un moved his head to avoid it and then threw a kick towards Mo Yu-cheon’s abdomen.
-puck!
Mo Yu-cheon snorted after being hit in the stomach.
As if it didn’t hurt at all, he tried to break Mokgyeongun’s leg by hitting it.
however,
-Papak!
Mo Kyung-un turned his body and kicked Mo Yu-cheon in the face with his other leg.
Mo Yu-cheon then dodged the attack with half a step and succeeded in landing a blow towards Mo Gyeong-un’s thigh.
-puck!
Mok Gyeong-un’s new type, which was hit by a single blow, was slightly pushed away.
-Chrrrr!
Unlike before, I was pushed back by about three steps.
Energy rushed out from the soles of Mok Gyeong-un’s feet, and soon,
-Passssssuk!
There was a crack in the floor of the training hall.
King Won Byeong-hak, one of the executives who was watching this, let out an exclamation and muttered.
“You spilled it.”
It was a phenomenon in which the energy contained in the opponent’s fist was flowed through the Yongcheonhyeol.
It could be said to be a kind of flower grafting method.
If I could use that technique more smoothly, I could use the opponent’s power to return it with greater force.
However, based on that alone, it could be said that the operation of energy was excellent.
‘Ahhh. ‘It’s that kid after all.’
Seeing this, my greed for wood farming became even stronger.
That guy was a talent who could not only perfect the secret technique of full force fist, but also develop it further.
At that time, Mo Gyeong-un sarcastically looked at Mo Yu-cheon again.
“That’s boring.”
“you!”
Mo Yu-cheon was angry at this and threw a new weapon at Mo Gyeong-un again.
-Pot!
‘Why? ‘Why?’
Mo Yu-cheon, possessed by the impulse to kill, became more and more impatient as his anger grew.
His attack power has skyrocketed and he has become superior to Mo Qingyun in every way, so why can’t he be defeated?
Do you need stronger aerodynamics?
Mok Yu-cheon tried to draw out more energy by using the wrong Lotus Mokhwasim method.
It was that moment.
-Tuk!
The string of reason was broken, and Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes completely turned brown.
Then it soon howled in a sound like an animal.
“Kaaaaaa!”
The warriors around them all covered their ears at the shout, which was full of power and was reminiscent of a lion’s hooves.
-Wood! Yikes!
Mo Yu-cheon’s skin had changed from brown to black, his veins were bulging, his muscles were bulging, and his shirt was torn.
-Gooooooo!
The executives all stood up from their chairs at the surge of energy emanating from Mo Yu-cheon.
The aerodynamic force soared, not doubling, but almost tripling.
We have almost reached the realm of the beginning of the peak.
‘What kind of boatman is that?’
‘How did my energy explode so much?’
King Son Yun of Myeongdo and even Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violence, could not help but be amazed at Mo Yu-cheon’s appearance.
This was a strange phenomenon that could not even be described as a boatman.
Since Cheonjihoe was not a political faction, boating was not prohibited, but this went beyond that concept and was ominous and dangerous in itself.
‘This is beyond what that child can handle.’
The power exerted beyond one’s limits ultimately leads to only destruction.
That was a temporary surge caused by heavy flooding.
However, it was not at a level that Mok Kyung-un could compete with.
“This grain wine. Let’s do it together!”
Even though Son Yoon didn’t say anything, Lee Ji-yeom also had the same thoughts.
The dance had to be stopped immediately.
“I understand…..”
It was that moment.
-bang!
Debris rose from the floor of the training hall, and Mo Yu-cheon, who ran away, rushed towards Mo Gyeong-un.
The speed was on a completely different level from before.
It reached Mok Kyung-un in the blink of an eye, and then,
-puck!
He wielded a subversive power against Mok Gyeong-un.
At the same time, Mok Kyung-un’s new model bounced off and bounced three times on the floor of the training ground like a water swallow.
-thud! bang! bang! Quadadadadadang!
Just looking at the broken stone floor of the training hall gave us an idea of the extent of its power.
At this level, I would have suffered injuries that would have crushed bones all over my body.
But Mok Yu-cheon’s rampage did not stop there.
“Kwaaaaaa!”
It screamed again and tried to rush towards Mok Gyeong-un, who had jumped out and fallen down.
At that very moment,
-Park! bang!
Mo Yu-cheon, who was rushing forward, fell forward and fell.
A large person was grabbing the back of his neck, and it was none other than Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo.
But it wasn’t just Son Yun who was holding on to him.
Before he knew it, Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violent Power, was standing right in front of Mo Yu-cheon, pulling his fist back and preparing to unleash an explosive force at any moment.
-Pappap!
“Kaaaaaa!”
Mo Yu-cheon, oppressed by King Son Yun of Myeongdo, tried to rebel.
Thanks to the explosion of aerodynamic force, my entire body was shaking.
However, no matter how strong he became, there was no way he could surpass the power of King Son Yun, who had reached the pinnacle of his power.
“Stay still.”
-bang!
Sun Yun pressed Mo Yu-cheon’s neck even harder.
“The King of Strength.”
Son Yun held down Mo Yu-cheon and called Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violence.
The meaning was to quickly subdue the acupuncture points.
At this, Won Byeong-hak nodded, relaxed his posture, approached Mo Yu-cheon and attempted to draw a point.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
however,
“This guy?”
“Why are you doing this?”
“The positions of all blood vessels have changed.”
“Do you mean blood vessels?”
“exactly. “My blood pressure has changed all of a sudden, and this is why…”
It seemed like it would be difficult to faint with blood from the point of view.
While I was doing that,
“Let me do that.”
Won Byeong-hak turned his head at the voice he heard.
Hangyeo-liang, the son of Choyingokju, was standing there, and she came closer and placed her hands on the ears of Mu Yu-cheon, who was trying to shake his body from being oppressed.
And then,
-Park! Paang!
I clenched and opened my hands.
At that moment, a strong wave occurred and Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes, which were about to rebel, flipped over.
Then the movement soon became quiet.
Won Byeong-hak frowned and asked.
“What did you do?”
Hang Yeo-liang, the master of Choyin Grain, smiled and pointed his finger at his head and said.
“Should I say I made this place cry a little?”
She created a wave through her yin hole, causing Mu Yu-cheon’s brain to shake through his eardrums.
Is the expression “the goal is ringing” used at this time?
No matter how strong he was, Mo Yu-cheon could not withstand the waves coming from both sides and lost consciousness.
-Doo doo deuk!
At that time, Mo Yu-cheon’s swollen muscles began to subside.
It didn’t end there; the darkened skin also regained its original color.
Son Yun found this strange and looked at the blood map.
‘The surge of energy is subsiding. one…..’
It was as expected.
Some of the blood vessels in my body were swollen due to the increased energy, and some of them were bursting, and my Danjeon was also in a very unstable state.
‘It’s bizarre. ‘It’s bizarre.’
At this point, it wouldn’t have been surprising if all of the blood vessels had ruptured.
However, I was almost glad that it stopped in some areas.
If it weren’t for that, Mo Yu-cheon would not only have lost his martial arts skills, but would have become a cripple or even a disabled person.
It was a shame that they came out in such a hurry.
‘What about that child?’
Sun Yun released his hand from Mo Yu-cheon’s acupuncture sword and looked at the place where Mu Qing-yun was thrown out.
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom was there.
Seeing this, he clicked his tongue.
‘I can’t believe this happened when deciding on the final chief.’
It was a truly unfortunate incident.
Mu Yu-Chun’s condition wasn’t that bad, but if it was a blow like before, Mo Gyeong-Wun’s body would have been almost crushed.
It was a time when I was thinking,
At that time, I saw Mok Kyung-un stumbling out of his seat.
‘!?’
This appearance caught the eyes of Son Yun and other executives.
Are you saying you survived even after receiving such a huge blow?
Lee Ji-yeom, who was nearby at that time, whispered to Mok Gyeong-un with surprised eyes.
“Are you okay my lord?”
He thought that Mok Gyeong-un would have been seriously injured because it was a blow of extreme intensity that was almost at the beginning of the climax.
But Mok Kyung-un smiled and said as if nothing had happened.
“are you okay.”
“Well, if that’s enough…”
“Ahhh. “It’s a picture that can’t be avoided at this level.”
“yes?”
What is this sound?
A picture that can’t be avoided at this level?
While wondering what the hell he was talking about, Mok Kyung-un lightly moved his neck and relaxed.
-Wood! Crack!
“Being hurt on purpose or pretending to be sick is also work.”
“under……”
Lee Ji-yeom was momentarily dumbfounded by these words.
Does that mean you suffered that huge blow on purpose?
But that wasn’t surprising; I was more amazed by Mok Gyeong-un’s appearance, which seemed really fine.
But what was surprising was that this was not the end.
“But thanks to seeing it up close, I learned something good.”
“yes?”
What is this sound?
It was a time when I was wondering.
-Wow! Wow!
At that time, the veins in Mokyungun’s left hand began to bulge, and soon the muscles up to his wrist were seen swelling and the skin turning black.
‘!!!!!!’
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