< Episode 39 Encroachment (4) >
Back to the present.
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and said to Wi Maeng-cheon, the blind man of the second mountain of the Five Akhoe, who was confused by the dead Jihang.
“I guess you were very disappointed because the results were different from what you intended?”
“You guy…”
“I think I messed up my head a lot, but it’s a shame. If it had been anyone else, it would have worked just fine.”
-Wow!
Blind Wei Mengchen gritted his teeth.
I don’t know what happened, but what is certain is that his plan didn’t work.
It was a plan calculated through dozens of simulations.
We’ve made it possible to deal with quite a few variables, but how on earth did we get away with it?
One important thing was that it was not a situation to investigate the cause of the failed plan.
-closely!
Wi Meng-cheon’s hand holding the sword soldier gained strength.
Since the original plan went awry, the only answer was to kill him directly.
Otherwise, things will cross your line.
Wei Mengchen quietly opened his mouth.
“I don’t know how you escaped suspicion, but I will tell you that coming here was a huge mistake.”
“Big mistake?”
-Wow!
No sooner had Mo Qingyun finished his reply than Wei Mengchen’s sword split the air.
In a split second, Mok Kyung-un was about half a step away.
Thanks to this, the sword barely managed to sever Mok Gyeong-un’s throat and passed by.
“It’s fast.”
“······.”
Hearing Mu Qingyun’s words, Wei Mengchen didn’t say anything.
Unlike the last time I tried to test his inaction, this time I cut him with the intention of killing him, but I didn’t know how to avoid it.
‘······It has definitely surpassed its peak.’
I was probably expecting it to be the beginning of the climax.
Since we have divided the sum several times, it seems certain if we take into account the power contained in the sword.
This alone was surprising.
Only seventeen.
I had no choice but to acknowledge the fact that a guy who didn’t even have a contract reached this level.
however,
‘You die here.’
-Pot!
Wei Mengchen’s sword rushed towards Mu Qingyun, drawing a complicated trajectory.
As the sword became faster, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes shook at a rapid pace.
This was the first time I competed with a proper master since I gained talent from the treasure trove of Sihyeolgok.
Wei Mengchen’s sword was definitely beyond imagination.
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!
It was not something that could be avoided.
In response, Mo Qingyun also used a sword to defend himself against Wei Mengchen’s onslaught.
-Chachachachachachachae!
The two men’s swords clashed in an instant, and blue sparks flew out in the darkness.
Every time the swords collided, Mo Kyung-un’s new form was pushed back little by little.
This clearly meant losing ground in air power.
‘It is said that one has reached the realm of transcendence with innate talent, but it seems that two shortcomings cannot be avoided.’
The first was aerodynamics.
When talking about the level of internal strength, the reason for referring to several years is because the amount accumulated increases as time passes.
No matter how much he had reached a high level as an outstanding martial artist, he could not match the level of skill he had accumulated over several decades.
And the second is,
-Chae chae chaeng!
As they collided almost evenly, Wei Mengchen’s sword deviated from its course for a moment, turned in a completely unexpected direction, and stabbed Mu Qingyun’s thigh.
Thanks to this, Mok Gyeong-un also had to change his path to prevent this.
-visor!
Meanwhile,
-puck!
Wei Mengchen’s heavy kick hit Mu Qingyun’s abdomen.
At the same time, Mo Qingyun’s new form was pushed back about four steps again.
Wei Mengchen, who sensed this with his hearing, twitched the corner of his mouth.
‘Experience… I lack experience.’
While Mok Gyeong-un’s herbivory was flawless, he was unable to respond to Byeoncho due to his lack of actual combat experience or confrontation with masters.
Herbivorous diet is very honest.
Although they responded with herbivory at the right time, it was not enough.
In the world of life-or-death competition, experience cannot be ignored.
-Pot!
Wi Meng-cheon, who caught up with Mo Gyeong-un, who had been pushed back, increased his attack power even more and pushed forward.
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Now that I had found my opponent’s shortcomings, I was determined to push through and achieve victory.
‘Hyeonseonggyeonggeom (炫星勁劍) 4th second Mohangseompae (cold weather attack).’
-Choo! Chop! Chop!
Wei Mengtian’s sword created numerous sword movements and pressured Mu Qingyun with a brilliant trajectory.
It was such an incredible swordfish that it was hard to believe that he was blind.
Even Mo Kyung-un was secretly impressed.
It was Mok Gyeong-un who had a keen eye for swordsmanship after seeing numerous high-ranking soldiers in the Sihyeolgok report.
Wi Maeng-cheon’s sword was of such high perfection that it was difficult to find any flaws.
Maybe that’s why I wanted to hit it hard.
-Chaechaechaechaechae!
Mo Kyung-un’s evil sword and Wei Meng-cheon’s bamboo sword collided, and the sound of metal echoed everywhere.
The swords between them were so fast that they were invisible to ordinary eyes.
-Wow!
The sword grazed Mo Kyung-un’s cheek, causing a wound.
Wi Meng-cheon’s sword grass once again created an unexpected form of poison grass.
‘That’s fun.’
It’s more interesting than competing with Sihyeolgok cadets.
Their attacks were more intuitive and simple, but Wei Mengchen’s sword was changing in unexpected places to put pressure on him.
-Wow!
The sword grazed Mo Kyung-un’s ribs again.
They are all just barely grazing the bloodstream.
Wei Mengchen’s sword was tightening his leash with increasing precision, to the point where the outcome of the confrontation could have been decided in one go.
‘You’re out of luck.’
Wei Mengchen’s face became more and more energetic as he put pressure on Mu Qingyun.
The winner of this battle has been decided.
If this had been 5 to 10 years later, the current Mok Gyeong-un would never be a match for him.
He was far superior in both experience and power.
‘It was stupid. ‘Neck tillage.’
You shouldn’t have come to me alone.
Although he admitted to inaction that was not appropriate for his age, he chose the wrong target for revenge.
If he had the cleverness to get out of his own way, he should have used the dead Jihang as an excuse to put pressure on him through his teacher, Amjongju.
Blame that foolishness.
-Wow!
-Chaeng!
Wei Mengchen’s sword bounced Mu Qingyun’s sword upward.
At the same time, a critical gap finally appeared for Mok Gyeong-un.
The corners of Wei Mengchen’s mouth turned up slyly.
‘Overconfidence in oneself. That is the cause of your defeat.’
Wei Meng-cheon, confident that he had secured the victory, stabbed his sword towards Mo Kyung-un’s neck, which was the critical gap that had been created.
With Mu Qingyun’s current stance, he absolutely could not avoid or block it.
‘It’s over.’
Wei Mengchen’s sword was about to dig into Mu Qingyun’s neck.
however,
-Aaaah!
At that moment, the tip of Wei Mengchen’s sword touched Mu Qingyun’s neck and glided lightly across the surface.
‘this?’
What on earth is going on?
It was a perfect ending.
But why couldn’t it penetrate Mo Qingyun’s neck and suddenly slipped away as if it was blocked by something?
I couldn’t understand what this was.
-Park!
At that time, as the distance narrowed, Mu Qingyun’s knee tried to kick Wei Mengchen’s chin.
In response, Wei Meng-cheon stretched out his left hand and pushed Mo Gyeong-un’s knee, widening the distance with a reaction.
-phut! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
When the distance was about six steps away, Wei Mengchen frowned as if he couldn’t understand.
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t understand it.
Just now, that was a very high-level technique that couldn’t be performed at the level of wood cultivation.
-under!
An exclamation flowed from the mouth of Cheongryeong, who was sitting on the roof watching with a bear in his mouth.
The reason she was so surprised was simple.
-Learning the form of abdomen.
The move that Mok Gyeong-un showed just now was the Bae eclipse, which is a eclipse of the Pasapal eclipse.
If the consciousness of the stomach can pull anything in, the consciousness of the stomach pushes away anything that touches the body.
Even she, who had been sticking around, didn’t know this.
This was because Mok Kyung-un did not speak even after he achieved enlightenment.
Of course, there was a reason for this.
‘It’s difficult.’
The method of manifestation of the stomach ceremony is different from the ceremony of wearing it.
You can only push something if it touches your body precisely, but it was quite difficult to time the moment when the swords were about to collide.
And since it is greatly influenced by the caster’s ability and spirit, the stronger the force, the more difficult it is to push it away.
So, Wei Mengchen’s sword slipped rather than bounced.
‘not there yet.’
Because it was considered an unfinished method, it was not even mentioned to the young man.
Of course, this alone was useful.
Because he was able to let go of a fatal sword.
At that time, Wei Mengchen opened his mouth.
“······You seem to have a vision of your own. “One, will the same method work again?”
-Pot!
As soon as he finished saying those words, Wei Mengchen threw a new weapon at Mo Qingyun.
As befits an expert who has reached the pinnacle of excellence, in a short period of time, I was able to realize how to deal with the previous method.
-Ugh!
Wei Mengchen’s sword was completely covered in blue light.
It was a sword lecture.
He had decided that if it was a sword that had collected the predictions more closely, there would be nothing he could do about it even with the trick of making it slip.
‘We will win.’
The reason I haven’t unleashed my strength until now is because I was protecting my sword with anticipation.
This was chosen because Mokgyeongun’s Akjeukgeom was harder and sharper than the Jukmyeonggeom, so it put some strain on the sword every time it collided with it.
However, if you channel all that energy into the strong attack, Geomkang, rather than the defensive form,
-Chaaeaeang!
-Papa pak!
With just one clash of swords, Mo Kyung-un’s new form was pushed back nearly three steps.
The power has increased significantly.
instead,
-Pass!
The sword became incontinent.
Although it was affected by the switch between offense and defense, it seemed like it could last at least a few seconds.
There is enough room to compete within it.
-Pot!
Wei Mengchen once again tried to unleash a vicious sword attack on Mo Qingyun.
It was that moment.
“I guess we’ve run out of money now.”
“what?”
“I see herbivory repeating itself.”
‘!?’
-Chaechaechaechaeang!
The moment the sword and sword collided, Wei Mengchen’s expression distorted.
I opened the sword with the sword, but Mok Kyung-un was not pushed back at all.
Rather, it boiled.
But what’s more surprising than this?
“You…what the hell?”
The sword technique just now was completely identical to the 7th second type of Hyeonseonggyeonggeom, Pahang Wuxi, which he had unfolded.
Now, Mo Kyung-un was using the exact same sword technique as himself.
Wei Mengchen could not believe this situation.
Therefore,
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chach!
Once again, I open my sword towards Mok Gyeong-un,
-Choo! Chop!
Mok Gyeong-un displayed his sword skills as if it were a mirror.
Wei Mengchen was dumbfounded for a moment.
What on earth is going on?
His German martial arts technique, Hyeonseonggyeonggeom, was a secret technique that was completely unknown to the outside world as it was a Japanese sword technique.
But this guy is following this.
I didn’t know Chosik’s fortune telling technique, and this was probably my first time seeing it during the competition.
‘Nonsense.’
But how can something like this happen?
Is it possible to learn the opponent’s sword techniques while fighting each other in a life-or-death battle?
Is this possible?
No matter how talented you are, isn’t there a degree?
This was so fraudulent.
-Wow!
Wei Mengchen was momentarily surprised by this situation, which he had experienced for the first time, and was so angry that he almost cried.
Although he was blind, he hated Mok Gyeong-un, who could so easily imitate his own German swordsmanship, which he learned after much hard work.
‘How dare you try to steal my swordsmanship?’
I couldn’t forgive.
Okay, so can I follow this too?
No matter how you follow the surface of the sword technique, the essence of Geomcho is not the same.
Having studied Hyeonseonggyeonggeom for decades and fully grasping its essence, he was able to make various changes to the sword.
Even someone like you can imitate this kind of betrayal…
-Chachchach!
‘Anit?’
Wei Mengchen hurriedly turned his head to the side and flew backwards to avoid Mu Qingyun’s sword.
A drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead as he widened his distance.
The three inspections just now.
It was a mess.
Even if it were me, if I could change it, I would have done it like Mok Kyung-un did.
‘······under,’
Why are there all these guys?
Even Byuncho, which changes the way he eats his food, was following it at almost the same level as himself.
It wasn’t enough just to have natural talent.
It was truly a monster.
-gulp!
Wei Mengchen swallowed dry saliva, probably nervous.
If you don’t kill him right here and now, it will be a huge hindrance to the future path of the second Confucius, Jang Neungak.
Even if it means risking my life, I have to kill him.
It must be dealt with immediately before it grows further and reaches an untouchable level.
At least I still had the upper hand in attack power, so I could do anything now…
-Startle!
At that moment, Wei Mengchen felt a shiver run down his spine.
Something ominous enveloped his senses, and it was a kind of ferocity.
Sensing this, Wei Mengchen hurriedly raised his sword without even having time to think.
however,
-Chaenggang!
The bamboo sword surrounding the sword cavity was broken.
and,
-Wow!
‘!!!!!!’
Something cold, not to mention cold, passed by his neck in an instant.
Wei Mengchen instinctively grabbed his own neck in a hurry.
‘What is this…’
The power of the single sword just now soared nearly three times.
The rapid increase in aerodynamic strength was absurd.
Are you really saying that you haven’t done your best up until now?
Mok Gyeong-un whispered softly into the ear of the embarrassed man.
“Why did someone who couldn’t even see come out like that? “If I had just kept my mouth shut, my throat would have been preserved for a long time.”
‘This…this guy…’
“Then sleep well.”
With those words, Mu Qingyun placed his finger on Wei Mengchen’s forehead.
Wei Mengchen, who felt this, cried out inwardly as if screaming.
‘Oh, stop! please! please!’
however,
-Tuk!
Wei Mengchen’s consciousness was cut off in an instant.
This was because Mo Qingyun pushed his forehead, which Wei Mengchen was barely holding, with his finger.
At the same time, Wei Mengchen’s severed head fell helplessly to the floor, and blood gushed out like a fountain from the cross section of his neck.
-Push!
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