Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 161

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‘Great, big brother?’

‘Huh? ‘Woo Daeju?’

The person lifted up in the hands of Mok Gyeong-un was none other than Woo Ho-rang, the great disciple of King Myeongdo King Sun Yun and a member of the Five Tigers, who are said to be the best later exponents of the Cheonjihoe.

Priest Ye Wi-seon and Cho Hae-geombang’s Fire Lord Yang Il were shocked to see him, who was known to be unmatchable except for executives, unconscious and covered in blood as if he had been seriously injured.

‘What’s happening?’

Why does the Grand Master look like that?

It was Ye Wishen who had never seen the Great Master fight with someone before.

Ye Weishen’s eyes instantly turned to Mo Qingyun.

‘no. ‘Absolutely not.’

For a moment, I wondered if Mok Gyeong-un was like that.

But that couldn’t have been the case.

I knew its futility because I had competed with it before.

Since he was almost at the same level as me, I thought he was either at the peak of maturity or just slightly above it.

But he can make such a great execution that reaches the pinnacle of perfection?

It was nonsense.

That said,

-thud!

Firelord Yang Il of the Chohae Sword Room dropped the large stone he had placed on the sword blade of the heavy sword and suddenly said with eyes full of caution.

“Thorough cultivation. “Is this what you are?”

‘huh?’

What does this mean again?

Even if that damned bastard has a decent enough martial arts skills that his lord, Wei Xiaoyeon, shows interest in him, he has no ability to deal with the great brother.

“Brother Yang. That guy is similar to me in inaction. “You are not fit to deal with the great punishment.”

“What are you talking about? lobe type. “That man, Mok Gyeong-un, has reached the pinnacle of excellence, just like Geogweol Danju.”

‘!?’

Hearing Yang Il’s words like this, Ye Wishen made an expression of bewilderment.

Are you kidding yourself?

It hasn’t even been 15 days since I met him at the Sihyeolgok report.

But in the meantime, how can one reach the pinnacle of excellence?

“Are you kidding me? “I know because I competed with that guy before…”

“It’s not a joke. “My lord said it himself, and his inaction was also acknowledged by Confucius Jang Neung-ak, the second disciple of Hui Zhou.”

“······under?”

what?

The lord and Confucius Jang Neungak also acknowledged it?

What on earth is going on?

Does this make sense?

How long has it been since he competed with himself in the Sihyeolgok Bigo, and in that time he has reached the pinnacle?

I couldn’t believe it.

While doing so, Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.

“I’ll give it back.”

“what?”

“Your ambassador. “Take it.”

“Now, wait a minute. “What are you trying to do now?”

-Boo!

Before Ye Wei-seon could finish speaking, Mo Qing-yun threw the unconscious Wu Hu-rang, who was holding it with one hand, as if it were some kind of luggage.

Wu Tiger’s body, which was quite tall, flew toward Ye Weishen at high speed.

“Hey, this kid?”

Ye Weishen hurriedly opened his arms to receive Wu Tiger.

And he tries to receive his great punishment stably by raising his attack power appropriately.

-Waaaah!

“Huh!”

The moment he supported Wu Horang’s body, Ye Wishen’s knees bent due to the heaviness of the energy contained therein.

Along with it, the two feet of the lobe gland,

-Chrrrrrrrr!

I was pushed back about eight paces, dragging along the floor of the yard.

This, too, was stopped in the middle because he had to raise his ten-star power and grit his teeth to hold on.

Although it happened in an instant, it felt quite long to Ye Weishen.

“haha···.”

-widely!

Ye Wishen’s breathing became heavy as he put Woohorang down on the ground with difficulty.

‘what? This?’

Just now, this was the trick of flower grafting.

If using the other person’s energy is the norm, conveying the energy to something and transmitting it to the other person was also an application of ethereal grafting.

This was also called the method of excavating objects.

‘······Nonsense.’

This level of high-level skill was not something that could be performed by a martial artist who had reached the peak level.

It was a technique that was only possible when one reached a transcendental level with a high level of understanding of energy.

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Even after experiencing this directly, Ye Weishen found it difficult to accept it.

I was angry at the guy, but this was something that was impossible based on common sense.

Is it possible to attain enlightenment in such a short period of time and reach a level higher than one’s own?

I was perplexed, but Yang Il asked.

“Isn’t that a shocking scene just now? “Brother Yeop, are you okay?”

“······It’s okay.”

Through the close inspection, I found out that the guy’s endurance was not normal, but he did not suffer any internal injuries.

I just felt confused and dirty.

Then Mok Gyeong-un said.

“Him. “It’s a blood clot, so you’ll come to your senses only when it’s released.”

“what? “Are you saying you did a blood test on the Ambassador?”

“no. “I didn’t do it.”

‘!?’

Yang Il, the fire chief of Chohae Sword Room, was puzzled by Mok Gyeong-un’s denial and asked.

“So, if someone other than you, Mok Gyeong-un, took over Hyeoldo, does that mean that he created Geoggeondaeju like this?”

“iced coffee. That’s not it. “It’s true that he ended up like that because he fought with me.”

“Are you trying to make a joke right now?”

Hearing Mu Qingyun’s words, Ye Weishen became angry and shouted.

Then Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders and said.

“It’s real. And why should I joke with you?”

“joke? under! “Now I understand.”

“What?”

“Seeing that someone else did the divination, it appears that he was punished by joining forces.”

“······.”

“That’s right. No matter how rapidly martial arts have advanced, how can a guy like you defeat Daesihyeong, one of the Five Tigers, by himself?”

‘Hmm.’

Hearing Ye Weishen’s excited shout, Yang Il looked at Mo Qingyun with an expression of confusion.

Even so, Lady Wi So-yeon, the lord, said that Mok Gyeong-un’s inaction seemed like the beginning of a transcendental state.

So, instead of sending him, who had a similar level of inaction, he sent Woo Ho-rang, who was the most incompetent among the young lady’s henchmen.

However, if the young lady’s judgment was clear, no matter how much she thought about it, Mok Gyeong-un’s inaction could not have defeated Woo Ho-rang.

‘The beginning and full maturity of the peak season are of great significance.’

He, too, felt the same because he had competed against Woohorang and lost.

The title of Five Tigers was not something that anyone could receive.

Isn’t Woo Ho-rang a monster among the later indexes who are known to be unmatchable except by executives?

In that case, as Yeo Wi-seon said, Hapgong also made sense.

‘······Could it be that they joined hands?’

Even so, what the lord Wi Shao-yeon was concerned about was that Mo Qing-yun would fall under the control of Confucius Jang Neung-ak, the second disciple of Hui Zhou.

Already, if you look at Confucius Jang Neung-ak’s attitude, he seemed to be quite close to Mo Gyeong-un.

‘ah!’

Yang Yi whispered softly to Ye Weishen as if he had realized something.

“I think Brother Yeop is right.”

“What do you mean, it’s true?”

“I have already heard the news that Wi Maeng-cheon, the Muangeom of Iak, one of Confucius Jang Neung-ak’s confidants, was murdered last night.”

“what?”

Ye Weishen’s eyes widened at these words.

What on earth happened so much while you were closed?

Yang Il said to the surprised man.

“Still, I thought it was strange that Confucius Jang Nengye continued to glare at his lord and Wu Danzhu with murderous eyes in the Baek family manor.”

“under! Then, the hostage of that political faction and Confucius Jang Neung-ak’s subordinates must have worked together to execute him like this.”

“······.”

-Those foolish sentient beings. What on earth are you talking about?

Mok Gyeong-un chuckled at Cheong-ryeong’s words.

There was no way it wouldn’t be heard even if I whispered.

Even though he didn’t say anything, they were guessing the situation among themselves.

Second, he was the one who killed Jang Neung-ak’s henchman Yiak Wi Maeng-cheon, and third, he was the one who made Wi So-yeon’s henchman Woo Ho-rang like this, but there is no connection between the two incidents.

However, it was really fun to see them tie together unrelated events.

‘It’s nice to play with.’

Mok Gyeong-un’s judgment was exactly like that.

However, they had nothing to do right now.

“Two minutes. “If you want to continue the conversation, please do so. I’m going to see Lady Wi So-yeon. She’s in the main church, right?”

Mok Kyung-un tried to take a step forward.

It was then.

-visor!

Ye Wishen took out his German-style weapon, Geohyeongdo, which he was wearing on his back.

He then shouted, aiming the tip of his sword at Mok Gyeong-un.

“How dare you meet the girl with those dirty feet?”

“You’re really bothering me.”

“what?”

“I have never agreed with the interesting speculations of the two of you, so wouldn’t it be okay to solve the blood chart of the person with the metabolic type and check for yourself? “Then I…”

Mo Kyung-un tried to take a step forward again.

At that moment, a sharp sense of anticipation arose and a line was drawn on the floor of the street just three steps in front of Mok Kyung-un.

-Chaaaaaaaa!

The person who drew that line was none other than Firelord Yang Il of Chohae Geombang.

Yang Il, who was ready to go out at any time with his sword raised in anticipation, spoke in a warning tone.

“Abandon the thought of crossing that line.”

I thought Yeo Wi-seon did well because of his strong warning.

He had already thought that there was no hope in a one-on-one match due to Mok Gyeong-un’s sudden progress.

However, the situation was different when it came to joint ventures.

Firefighter Yang Il of Chohae Sword Bang was a great talent who had reached the beginning of transcendence.

Excluding the ambassador, he was a confidant who could be said to be the left arm of his lord, Lady Wi So-yeon.

If they teamed up with him, the victory would have been theirs.

‘Son of a bitch. Great.’

Moreover, at that time, it was a treasure trove of poetry and poetry overflowing with non-critical books, so even though I was careful, I couldn’t open the book properly.

But not now.

In a yard this large, I could do my best.

“Brother Yang… I will join you.”

-chuck!

Ye Wei-seon stood next to Yang Il, the Fire Lord of the Chohae Sword Room, and said in a timid manner.

Joint action may have been cowardly, but the justification was sufficient.

There are suspicions that he may also have joined forces with the ambassador.

Then, Mok Gyeong-un waved lightly with one hand as if he was annoyed and said.

“Please stop. “I didn’t come to fight, but to see Lady Wi So-yeon.”

“shut up! Do you think your lord would see me as a hostage to political factions?”

“That’s strange. I remember that Lady Wi So-yeon called me, as I heard from your ambassador. is not it?”

“that······.”

The answer to this was given by Yang Il next to me.

“I called you. Because my lord thinks highly of you. “But if you seriously injure the man who went to pick you up, and then try to meet the young lady, do you think we’ll just let you go?”

“I don’t understand. Then just wake him up there and ask him.”

“what?”

“You talk as if I attacked this person first, but I released the blood sword and attacked him directly… Ah, no, that’s not true.”

Mok Kyung-un stopped talking and shook his head.

Then he said to them:

“Just go at it together, you two.”

“what?”

“Did you tell us to fight together?”

“Didn’t you hear? “If I take down the two of you, the young lady will feel the same way.”

At Mok Gyeong-un’s words, the eyes of Yang Il, the fire chief of Chohae Sword Room, became harsh.

Contrary to what Ye Weishen said, he had no intention of joining forces or attacking Mo Qingyun first.

I’m still not sure about the authenticity.

However, as a military officer, this kind of provocation was bound to be quite annoying.

“Are you ignoring me and Brother Yeop now?”

“ignore? “It can’t be.”

“But how can you tell us both to attack us at the same time?”

Mok Gyeong-un smiled and answered Yang Il’s question.

“It’s annoying to deal with them one by one, and they’re only at that level, so I guess I’m telling them to attack them at the same time.”

-Wow!

Yang Il gritted his teeth.

He was a person who reacted calmly to any provocation.

However, even without that, they were very upset when they heard that they had defeated Woo Horang, their eldest brother, and they couldn’t stand it when they made their anger go off like this.

“okay? “Then let’s see how strong you are!”

-Pot!

Soon, Yang Il launched a new weapon at Mok Gyeong-un.

Likewise, Yeo Wei-seon, who was angry at Mo Kyung-un’s provocation and was looking for an opportunity to join forces, also kicked the ground and launched a new weapon in response.

‘The 4th super-heavy sword, the 4th second power point medicine!’

‘Myeongildobeop’s Secret 2-Second Style Myeonghae Gusul (命害咎述)!’

Yang Il and Ye Weishen tried to strike a sword and sword at the same time.

It was that moment.

-Sureuk!

-Chaaaaaa!

‘Anit?’

‘omg!’

In an instant, the new form became blurred, and Mo Kyung-un appeared in front of them, and before the two of them could even open their swords, he was holding the blade of the sword and sword with both hands.

‘!!!!!!!!’

Both Yang Yi and Ye Weishen could not hide their embarrassment at what had happened in an instant.

What on earth is going on?

There wasn’t even any movement.

-Aaaah!

‘What kind of power?’

‘I can’t take the Tao out…’

I tried to pull out my sword and sword while raising my power, but it wouldn’t budge.

Mok Gyeong-un spoke casually to them.

“It’s slow.”

“this guy!”

-Pot!

Yang Il let go of the sword he was holding and tried to stab Mo Gyeong-un’s uvula with his index and middle fingers.

however,

-puck!

Before he could do that, Mo Qingyun’s kick hit him hard on the head.

As his brain shook, Yangil’s eyes rolled over and he soon fell to the floor.

-thud!

“You’re not telling me to wait for you to be right, right?”

Mok Gyeong-un said to Yang Il, who was unconscious.

Ye Weishen was so surprised by this sight that his face turned white and his hands and feet were shaking.

What on earth is this?

Wasn’t he someone who was almost the same number as him not long ago?

But how did he become this strong?

Although the two days were just the beginning, they had reached the peak of transcendence, so even Woo Horang, one of the Five Tigers, could not be defeated in an instant like this.

“Yes… what about you…”

“If you know that you can’t do it based on your skills, how about just getting out of the way?”

-closely!

Ye Wishen bit his lip at Mo Qingyun’s extremely arrogant words.

I already felt that I was no match for him when I used the technique of fighting the enemy.

However, I didn’t want to show any signs of weakness to this guy.

In response, Ye Weishen suddenly brandished his sword at Mo Qingyun and shouted.

“This bastard…”

-Park!

“Keck!”

I couldn’t even reach the Ilgwon.

Even before he could say all his words, Mu Qingyun grabbed Ye Weishen by the neck and lifted him up.

Then he smiled eerily at the distressed man and spoke.

“Don’t use too strong words. “Because it looks weak.”

– Creepy!

At that moment, Ye Yuxian felt goosebumps running down her spine and her eyes were about to turn red with fear.

It was right then.

“stop!”

I heard someone shouting.

The owner of that cry is none other than

‘Oh, miss?’

It was Wei Shao-yeon, Hui Zhou’s third disciple.

She came out of the main temple building and was looking at Mo Kyung-un with surprised eyes.

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