< Episode 52 Jang Neungak (3) >
In an instant, the guest garden banquet hall was filled with silence.
This was because the result was completely different from what they expected, or rather, a scene they could not even imagine happened before their eyes.
‘Unbelievable?’
A man in the lower seat was dumbfounded.
He was Wi Maeng-cheon, the Muangeom of Iak, who became Mok Gyeong-un’s food spirit and was possessed by his confidant, a man named Jong-im.
Wi Maeng-cheon knew Ilak Go Yeon-hu’s inaction better than anyone else.
We even competed in person.
But this was more than a shock.
Because he had competed with Mo Kyung-un just a day before, he was confident that his skills would not be able to defeat Go Yeon-hu, one of the Five Tigers.
‘What on earth is going on?’
It’s only been a day, but how did Wu Wei rise so much?
No, this was a development that did not make sense.
Go Yeon-hoo was not an opponent who could be defeated by such an enemy.
‘······What on earth is this?’
He wasn’t the only one who was surprised.
Go-chan, the guard who was possessing Ha Chae-rin’s body, also tried not to show it as much as possible, but he could not help but be inwardly shocked by this result.
It couldn’t even be compared to what I saw on the main street not long ago.
‘Is that guy really a monster?’
How can he become this strong in such a short period of time?
I couldn’t understand it at all.
Then I heard the sound of clicking one’s tongue next to me.
‘!?’
He was Ho Jong-hyuk, the leader of the Samak Buchyeoldan of the Oakhoe, who was drinking with his hands around his waist.
Ho Jong-hyuk clicked his tongue and muttered as he saw this scene.
“this. “It’s an unexpected ambush.”
I wondered if he, too, was surprised, but surprisingly, there was a strange sense of victory on his face.
What on earth is this reaction?
to do,
“Off!”
At that time, Go Yeon-hu, who was face down on the floor, slapped both hands on the floor and tried to recoil and raise himself up.
however,
-bang!
Mok Kyung-un pressed down on his head again, causing his face to fall to the floor.
The shaking of Go Yeonhu’s body, which had been shaking his head, soon stopped.
It seemed like he had fainted.
The banquet hall, which had been static at the sight of him like that, soon became agitated.
Mo Gyeong-un took his hand off Gao Yeon-hu’s head, straightened up, and looked at Hui Zhou’s second disciple, Jang Neung-ak.
Jang Neung-ak’s eyes changed as he looked at Mo Kyung-un.
Until now, it was just a matter of looking at the desirable fruit, but now a wariness has appeared in the eyes.
‘······this guy. ‘Inaction has become more advanced?’
Go Yeonhu’s inaction is not at all inferior to that of Woohorang, also called the Five Tigers.
No, rather, it was Jang Neung-ak, who was considered to be one level in some respects.
But you defeated this with just one move?
Jang Neungak opened his mouth.
“You guys… you’re getting close to the edge.”
-Roaring!
‘pole?’
‘Did you just say it was a play?’
At his words, the warriors in the lower seats were agitated.
The pinnacle of excellence.
It was inaction at the executive level, beyond the Five Tigers, who are called the best late-stage exponents.
Among the officials who received the titles of Sagokju, Samjongju, and Five Kings, there were none who were close to or did not reach the peak of transcendence.
In terms of degree, each and every one of them was a member of the middle or medium sect or the highest level of the great sect.
Jeomopal said in disbelief.
“A play? “My lord, no matter what…”
“Jermopal.”
“Brother Ho?”
“Have you noticed yet?”
“sense?”
“That guy doesn’t have any wounds.”
“wound?”
Jeomopal’s eyes trembled at those words.
He wasn’t even aware of it, but Mok Kyung-un didn’t see any injuries.
I heard that it was a very intense confrontation with Seo Hye-in, the first yeondan leader of the Four Mountains, but there was not the slightest injury on Mo Gyeong-un’s exposed area.
“······This was more of a monster than it looked. “You didn’t have any wounds against that friendly tiger?”
Seo Hye-in spoke in a serious voice at Jeomopal’s words.
“The late Great Master was defeated by a single move right in front of my eyes, so that’s what you’re saying?”
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“······.”
-Sigh!
Before we knew it, the warriors at the lower table, as well as the evil Seo Hye-in and the Oak Geoam Realm’s Jeo Mo-pal, who were at the top, raised their true spirits and prepared for battle.
By the time he defeated Go Yeon-hu in one move, that guy had surpassed the level of Hu Ji-soo.
It was as if he already had inaction that was close to that of an executive.
The person who can deal with him one-on-one here is the lord Jang Neung-ak, who was taught by Hui Zhou.
The eyes of Seo Hye-in and Jeo Mo-pal at the head table turned to an unexpected person.
He was none other than Ho Jong-hyuk, the great leader of the Three Evils (三岳), the Buchyeoldan.
Why are they looking at him like this?
Go Yeon-hu, known as one of the Five Tigers and one of the strongest of Ilak’s henchmen, has suffered a brutal attack, so why are they looking at him like this?
at that time,
“what? “What about those eyes?”
Ho Jong-hyuk took a sip of his drink with an annoyed tone.
Then Jang Neungak opened his mouth.
“Jonghyuk Ho.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“I didn’t know that I would reveal my hidden cards in a place like this.”
Ho Jong-hyuk’s eyes, who had been consistently annoyed by Jang Neung-ak’s words, changed.
Should I say that the momentum has become heavier and sharper?
Jang Neungak said to him.
“Can you deal with me?”
“It seems possible, but it is difficult to guarantee victory or defeat. As for the movement just now.”
“Then I’ll put those arm arms on you. Subdue him and bring him to his knees.”
“You’re really causing trouble. Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Anyway, this is Confucius’ manor. “It doesn’t matter if you see it.”
“······.All right. “I follow your orders.”
With those words, Ho Jong-hyuk smiled and spoke to Go-chan, who was possessing Ha Chae-rin next to him.
“Wait a moment. “Be back soon.”
‘Kwaaaah!’
At his words, Gochan got excited inside.
Even though I was urging myself to be faithful to my role in my head, the words this guy thoughtlessly threw out were beyond the burden itself.
It was when Ho Jong-hyuk was trying to grab the handle of the large ax that was standing behind him.
“Why don’t we stop fighting pointlessly?”
Mok Gyeong-un said to Jang Neung-ak.
Then Jang Neungak snorted.
“Let’s not engage in a useless fight after rejecting the offer of loyalty and saying I’m here to play tricks with you… Does this Confucius look funny?”
“It can’t be. “I just came to give Confucius a necessary suggestion.”
“Shut up!”
Before he could finish his words, Jang Neungak’s words spread everywhere.
The warriors in the lower seats all covered their ears at the sound of the resounding shout, as if they were full of energy.
Of course, Mo Kyung-un didn’t even change his expression at all.
Jang Neung-ak urged Mok Gyeong-un.
“I don’t know what kind of tricks you are trying to pull by joining hands with the great brother, but from the moment you let go of my brother, you have been my enemy.”
“Aren’t you defining it too easily?”
“Justice? Don’t be funny. “Did you think Confucius wouldn’t know that you were in contact with the great brother?”
“yes. “I did make contact.”
“okay. Then you can no longer deny it…”
“Thanks to you, I ended up making Grand Duke Nayuliang my enemy, which caused me trouble.”
“what?”
Jang Neung-ak’s expression hardened at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
He defeated Woo Ho-rang, a subordinate of the youngest priest, Wi So-yeon, and even defeated his right-hand man, Ilak Go Yeon-hu, in a single day, so it was naturally assumed that he had joined hands with Na Yu-ryang, the great brother.
But what does this mean?
“You made the ambassador your enemy?”
“yes.”
Jang Neungak, with narrowed eyes, frowned and said.
“Are you trying to deceive the Confucius you just saw by confessing a lie?”
“It can’t be. “Perhaps Prince Nayuliang is anxious because he can’t kill me.”
“I’m so anxious because I can’t kill you?”
“yes.”
Jang Neung-ak snorted at Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
This guy is playing tricks on himself.
What kind of person is the ambassador type?
He was a cold-blooded person who did not even think of most people around him as human.
Even the priests themselves were not recognized.
The ambassador, who doesn’t even seem like a human being, just thinks of people like you as enemies?
“You fool.”
“······.”
“You don’t know a person named Na Yulyang. Are you telling Confucius to believe this nonsense that he will make you his enemy? “It would be more realistic to say that he considers you an insect.”
-Sigh!
With those words, Jang Neungak nodded to Samak Ho Jonghyuk.
“Whoa.”
Then Ho Jong-hyuk let out a light breath and came down the hall, holding a large axe.
Upon seeing Dok2, Mok Gyeong-un was reminded of his conversation with King Amjong about who he was.
[Oh hoho. Among Confucius Jang Neungak’s confidants, there is one who is the most difficult to touch.]
[Who is that?]
[Ho Jong-hyuk, the great leader of the Destruction Order.]
[Ho Jonghyuk?]
[okay. I heard that he is in charge of the three peaks of the Five Music Association.]
[If it is the three evils, it is the third rank.]
[The revealed ranking is like that.]
[Search revealed?]
[Of course, his actual inaction may not be as good as Go Yeon-hu, who is an evil person, or Wi Maeng-cheon, who is an evil person. However, considering his father’s prestige, it is an incomprehensible position.]
[Who is your father?]
[Ho Tae-gang, King of Pabu.]
[King Pabu? Is it Oh King?]
Five kings.
He was the highest ranking official supporting the Cheonjihoe.
But it didn’t end here.
[It’s not just Owang. He is one of the eight masters known to have reached the highest level in the current martial arts world.]
[no way······.]
[Yes, he is one of the Eight Stars.]
The large ax that looks like it could cut a person in half is probably a myulbu (滅斧), which is said to have been made to use the Pabucheon Gangbeop, a martial arts technique, on the King of Pabu, Ho Tae-gang.
‘He is a son who has received the teachings of the Eight Saints…’
A little interest arose in Mo Kyung-un’s eyes.
Excluding Yukcheon, Palseong is said to be the best master in the current martial arts world.
It would be even weirder if he said he wasn’t interested at all.
-Grrrrrrrrr!
If you look at Samak Ho Jong-hyuk’s right arm muscles as he walks along the floor, they are very enlarged.
It must have been developed to freely handle that large dead body.
There was anticipation in the eyes of Jeomopal, the five evil Geoamken, who followed him to help him.
‘Will we be able to see Brother Ho’s true skills?’
The Oakhoe had one secret.
It was a secret known only to the members of the Oakhoe and the lord Jang Neungak.
Even the warriors in the lower seats did not know.
It was the existence of a real evil that had not been revealed.
‘True Ilak (一岳). ‘My lord’s hidden sword.’
Everyone would think that Go Yeon-hu, a member of the Five Tigers, known as the best late-day exponent, was the top leader of the Five Evil Association, but the reality was different.
The true best master of Oakhoe was none other than Ho Jong-hyuk.
His true inaction reached its absolute peak.
-Boo!
Ho Jong-hyuk picked up the large ax that was dragging the floor, the axe, and swung it lightly in the air.
It was just a light swing, but strong wind pressure arose and sharp force spread in all directions.
‘As expected, it’s amazing.’
If the wind pressure alone was this high, it seemed like something really amazing would happen if we did our best.
Ho Jong-hyuk said as he approached Mok Gyeong-un.
“hey. Don’t be too upset that the two of you attacked each other. “It’s not about confrontation, it’s about subduing that side.”
Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care about his words.
And then he took something out of his waistband.
It was a small pouch attached to the belt.
“What are you trying to do?
Ho Jong-hyuk asked.
Mok Gyeong-un did not reply, but looked at Jang Neung-ak and said,
“If you see this, you might change your mind a little.”
With those words, Mok Gyeong-un threw the pouch to Jang Neung-ak in the hall.
“Where!”
-Park!
The evil Seo Hye-in, who thought he might do something, took it on his behalf.
However, my pocket was lighter than I expected.
I thought I heard something like memorization, but it didn’t seem like that.
“Confucius, this is…”
“Don’t worry about useless things. “Hurry and subdue him.”
Jang Neung-ak gave orders to Ho Jong-hyuk and Jeo Mo-pal as if he had no interest in this at all.
As soon as he did that, Ho Jong-hyuk launched a new weapon towards Mok Gyeong-un and swung a huge ax, Deulbu, towards his neck.
-Boo! Sigh! Kwasik!
As the death blow split the air, the table in the banquet hall split apart due to the wind pressure and anticipation.
Thanks to this, Ha Seok’s warriors who were watching were divided and had to retreat.
Jang Neungak looked at this and raised the corners of his mouth.
Since Ho Jong-hyuk is at the peak of his powers and even has low arms attached to him, it won’t be much of a problem to subdue him.
‘How dare you mock Confucius?’
Let’s see if that sound comes out when you peel off the skin.
Then it happened.
“Go… Confucius?”
At that time, the evil Seo Hye-in called Jang Neung-ak.
Jang Neungak, who was paying attention to their confrontation, responded as if he was annoyed.
“Talk to me later.”
“Sorry, but I think you should look at this before that.”
“Didn’t I tell you to talk later?”
“Confucius!”
“What did Confucius say just now?”
Jang Neung-ak’s expression, which had been trying to press Seo Hye-in, soon hardened.
It was because of something in her hand.
This was none other than an eyeball.
The moment he saw the eyeballs with silvery pupils instead of black, the image of someone quickly flashed through Jang Neungak’s mind.
That was the appearance of Na Yu-ryang, the ambassador type.
[As expected of a king of great strength. I never thought I would have this Confucius write this down.]
Na Yulyang’s voice and appearance are still vivid.
During a sparring match with Won Byeong-hak, the King of Violent Power, the pupil of his right eye suddenly turned silver.
Since then, the nature of the confrontation has changed significantly.
Jang Neungak’s eyes trembled as he remembered this for a moment.
These eyes look so familiar.
‘no way?’
This······.
It was right then.
-Quaang! Cheer up!
Jang Neungak’s gaze turned to the side as he heard a series of loud noises.
‘!?’
There, I saw Oak Jeomopal, who was lying on the floor, his head being trampled by Mok Gyeong-un’s foot, and Ho Jong-hyuk, who was staggered and pushed out because one of the ax blades on both sides was broken.
All of this happened while I was out of sight for a moment.
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