Episode 176: Who do you want to see the most?
Have you ever seen a sword cry by itself?
Cheon Myeong-Hwe-Ju opened his eyes wide at the sight. It was also the first time that Joy-Baek had seen Geom cry alone.
In fact, the person who was most surprised was Geommugeuk.
It was the first time he had cried since receiving the Black Magic Sword. It was known that famous swords like the Heavenly Magic Sword and the Black Magic Sword would only cry on their own if they had perfect communication with their master.
‘Okay, I won’t let them laugh.’
As soon as Geommugeuk grabbed the sword handle, the Black Demon Sword finally stopped crying.
Cheon Myeong-Hwi looked at Joy Baek. At this moment, the two were thinking the same thing.
Joy Baek said to the Four Gentlemen.
“You must fight carefully and not underestimate your opponent.”
The Four Gentlemen were also nervous inside because it was their first time seeing a sword cry on its own.
The sword dance drama questioned them.
“Even if that’s the case for the authors, aren’t you just the people of the Jeongpa? Are you allowed to kill someone who came under the orders of the Martial Arts Leader?”
However, none of the Four Gentlemen felt any pangs of conscience. There was not even a hint of hesitation or reluctance. It meant that up until now, they had carried out all of the orders of the True Dragon Master without distinguishing between right and wrong.
The sword dance spoke to them.
“That nickname doesn’t suit you.”
The moment he finished speaking, the black magic sword was pulled out as quickly as lightning.
Flash!
A ray of light was sprayed and the bamboo was cut in two.
The quick sword style, Bicheon Sword Style, Jeo-shik Chang-cheon Style, was used. The attack, which was faster than before, was completely unstoppable by Mae-ran-guk-juk. In the flash, the body was already being cut apart, so how could it be stopped?
Plum flew up as she watched the corpse fall beside her, spraying blood.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa! Pfft!
Plum saw that his lower body was still intact, but his severed upper body was flying forward. The one who cut him in half was the first form of the Bicheon Sword Technique, the Gyuncheon Style.
Orchids and chrysanthemums rushed in from both sides at the same time. Their movements were not as agile as usual due to the deaths of the two people in an instant.
The Black Magic Sword caused twelve transformations in the air.
It was the transformation of the Bicheon Sword Method.
The noble orchid was uprooted in the sixth change, and the pure white chrysanthemum had its petals torn off in the ninth change.
It was the power of the Bicheon Sword Technique that reached the Twelve Stars.
The sword dance drama could definitely feel it. The Bicheon sword technique that had reached the Twelve Stars was gradually maturing. It had become a body that could not be stabbed by poison, and had reached the stage of the Wind God Four Treasures. All of these advancements in martial arts were also influencing the Bicheon sword technique.
Woof woof woof woof!
The black magic sword that cut down the four gentlemen cried again.
When dealing with a large number of people, the most important thing is to take the initiative. You have to instill fear in the hearts of those who rush in only relying on numbers. Even if we have a large number of people, we can still die.
Now there was only silence. Now no one laughed.
The sword dance did not give the opponent a chance to calm down.
Before the order to kill himself was given, Geommu-geuk moved first.
The moment it flashed, he was cutting down the masked man on the left.
After stabbing his heart, he spun around and swung his sword. The two masked men behind him simultaneously had their necks split open, spraying a fountain of blood.
He jumped up at the masked man who was rushing at him from the side, smashed his face with his knee, and then stabbed the masked men behind him repeatedly.
When the sound of flesh being torn was heard, Geommu-geuk had already cut down the masked man who was staggering on the other side. Considering his original skill, he should never have been defeated so easily, but in a flash, his neck was cut off and his vision went dark.
The masked men who jumped down from the roof and launched a surprise attack were instead stabbed by swords in midair. They were flying like fallen leaves.
The sword dance was fast, but too fast.
In an instant, more than a dozen people became corpses, and Cheonmyeonghoeju belatedly shouted.
“Combine! Combine!”
By the time he finished speaking, four more people were dead.
Geommu-geuk was a tiger that jumped into a flock of sheep. Of course, the sheep were not ordinary sheep. They rushed in like madmen and swung their swords. Even as they were being swept away, the sword was stuck in Geommu-geuk’s body.
However, since he did not allow for a direct hit, the attack that flew in without much trouble was unable to penetrate the Supreme Heavenly Sword and Guihoui.
“Faster than the leader in his prime.”
Cheon Myeong-Hoe-Ju didn’t say anything to Joy Baek’s words. While he was talking, three more people fell down.
“He’s human, so he’ll get tired.”
That was the only thing I could believe in. As long as I was human, there would be a limit to my internal energy.
A dozen people were rushing in, but the sword dance was rushing in instead. They were running, but it didn’t look like they were running. It was like they were sliding on ice.
Masked men fell to the left and right as he passed.
Dark energy poured down from all directions.
Champ champ champ champ champ champ!
The sword of Geomwugeuk blazed with light and wove the air. All the dark qi flying in were repelled. Several dark qi were embedded in Geomwugeuk’s body, but Geomwugeuk’s movements did not slow down at all.
The sword dance went up like a blast. The masked men who had been firing their dark weapons from the roof fell down one after another, turning into corpses.
Even if you rushed in, you died. Even if you turned your back and tried to avoid, you died. Even if you rushed in alone, you died. Even if you succeeded in stabbing with the sword, Geommu-geuk did not fall. When Geommu-geuk had no choice but to allow an attack, he gave up the place protected by Geukpumcheonjamsa and Gwihoui.
Crunch.
The masked man who came flying in as a corpse broke the table where Cheon Myeong-hoe and Joy Baek were.
“You can’t fight like that just because you’re strong in martial arts. The author… … is someone who has killed countless people.”
Through the way Geommu-geuk fought, Cheonmyeong-hoeju could tell that his opponent had a lot of experience in fighting. He couldn’t fight like that without crossing the river of blood. His opponent was someone who knew how to fight in the fastest and most efficient way to kill his opponent.
“How can you do that when you’re so young?”
“Isn’t that why we jumped into this world of martial arts? Because it’s so much fun.”
Cheonmyeonghoeju was not afraid. It was unclear whether it was because he had faith or because he was prepared to die.
When more than half of the masked men were dead, the remaining ones lost their will to fight. From then on, their role was reduced from killing the swordsmen to draining their strength.
And so the last masked man fell.
“Gasp gasp gasp!”
There, only the rough breathing of the swordsman was heard.
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Among the three masters, Chammado, Paeseung, and Daedokno, the first to fly was Paeseung Yorai.
He rushed forward swinging his iron bar. He gave Geommugeuk no time to rest.
Kaaaaang! Kaaaaang! Kang!
The iron bars and swords clashed repeatedly. Yorai pushed forward with tremendous force.
The sword dance was pushed back and the force was lost.
Yorai, who thought he had seized the opportunity, injected his inner strength into the iron cage. He was confident in his inner strength, so he led the fight into an inner strength fight. He was confident in his inner strength, and his opponent was exhausted.
Yorai pushed forward with his internal energy. He thought he would definitely win, but he overlooked one fact. The reason Kenmu-geuk was so tired was because he fought while conserving his internal energy as much as possible.
No matter how much internal energy Yorai had, it could not compare to the internal energy of the sword master.
Yorai’s arm, which was holding the iron bar, trembled as the force of the sword dance surged in like a tidal wave.
It was at this time that the order was given by Cheon Myeong-hoe, who had been observing the situation.
“Dae-dok-no!”
As soon as his words left his mouth, something flew out of Daedokno’s hand. Since they were engaging in a showdown, Geommugeuk and Yorai were unable to avoid it.
pop!
Black smoke rose up and engulfed the two people.
“done!”
Cheonmyeonghoeju suddenly got up from his seat.
Joy Baek asked, getting up at the same time.
“What kind of poison is it?”
“This is the most powerful poison among the poisons of the Great Dokno, the Extreme Yin Death Poison! That bastard is finished!”
“ah!”
Only then did Joy Baek feel relieved at the assurance of the Heavenly King’s will. He had been deeply regretting whether he had made the wrong choice.
Someone staggered out of the black smoke. In the short time he had been poisoned, he was bleeding from every orifice in his body. He muttered something unintelligible and collapsed.
And when the rising smoke subsided, everyone was shocked.
The sword dance was still standing there, alive and well.
Cheon Myeong-Hwe-Ju and Joy Baek shouted at the same time.
“I can’t sleep at night?”
“The body that cannot be read or immersed in water!”
Even though it was an enemy, I felt a sense of wonder. It was the moment when I saw the Mandok Bulchimjiche, which I had only heard about, in person.
Enduring the poison wasn’t the problem.
Clang! Clang!
Things floating in front of Geommugeuk’s heart right now.
In the smoke, the sword-shaped aura he had created was already rising. The number increased again, and now there were as many as twenty of them floating.
The seventh form of the Bicheon Sword Technique, Yucheon Style.
Shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh!
Twenty sword energies flew like rays of light and struck the Great Dokno. He swung his swords and tried to block them somehow, but he was unable to stop the twenty sword energies flying towards his entire body.
Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok!
A torrential downpour of black energy passed through him.
When the Great Swordsman fell, the Chammadou was striking the face of the Swordsman again.
At this moment, when the sword of the sword dance was stuck in the wall behind the poisonous tree while flying the Yoo Cheon-sik, he thought that if he missed this moment, he would die.
The sword dance just barely avoided the attack, and at that very moment, the faces of the two people passed by in front of their noses!
Phew.
The swordsman blew out the smoke that had been lingering in his mouth.
“Eww!”
He held the poison in his mouth and spat it out on the magpie. One sip was enough.
Chammadou covered his face and screamed terribly, rolling on the floor before he also bled to death.
Now the only people left were Geommugeuk, Cheonmyeonghoeju, and Joybaek.
Looking at the corpses strewn everywhere, Joy Baek felt like it was all a dream. However, he realized that if he didn’t wake up from this nightmare, he would die in this dream too.
Joyback shouted.
“Don’t forget! I’m on your side! I told you that the Heavenly King’s Clan was coming here… … .”
Hwararararak!
Phew!
Half of Joy Baek’s face was blown away, and the remaining part was reduced to ash as if it had been burned. A powerful heat source was emitted.
Cheonmyeonghoeju took his hand away from him, lifted the glass of wine in front of him, and slowly drank it.
“I’m the type of person who has to do what needs to be done to feel better.”
It meant that he was going to kill me anyway.
As Geommugeuk reached out, the black magic sword that had been stuck in the wall was retrieved by his hand.
“You may think you are great, but in my eyes, you are insignificant. If you want to live quietly, live quietly. If you want to be a hero, stand up and act. What are you? Hiding and plotting, sowing discord behind people’s backs, manipulating them without them knowing. Separating fathers and sons without them knowing. Is that cool? No, that is just cowardly and mean.”
Cheon Myeong-hoe smiled bitterly.
“What can I do? That’s who I am. It’s so much fun and happiness to work behind the scenes.”
It should have continued like that. But as his power grew and his strength grew, he naturally let his guard down. Something like today? When there were only two or ten people protecting him, he couldn’t even imagine it. He hid, and hid again. Now that he has a hundred people protecting him, he acts arrogantly as if he’s invincible.
“I guess I’ll have to go back to the beginning and start over.”
Cheonmyeonghoeju’s body began to heat up. At least his martial arts skills were not insignificant.
In an instant, the surrounding air became hot.
In that moment, Geommu-geuk could tell. Cheonmyeonghoeju was a martial artist who used the most extreme martial arts among the extreme martial arts.
‘Dangerous.’
The Black Sword, which had read his own mind, cried out loud once more.
My head was spinning and I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t an illusion, it was pure martial arts, so I couldn’t deal with it any differently. I held on, drawing on my self-defense energy. It was the first time in my life that I felt this hot. It felt like I was thrown into lava.
At that very moment when Cheonmyeonghoeju was about to release the tension of the extreme sun containing flames!
Cheon Myeong-Hwe-Ju was shocked as his surroundings changed.
Wheeeeeeeeing.
Suddenly, my surroundings changed and I was standing on a snowy mountain with a blizzard blowing in.
The cold blizzard blowing against his face was real. Even Cheon Myeong-hui, who had been through a lot, was shocked by this situation.
“this…….”
Far ahead, Geommugeuk was lifting the snow piled up on the ground and rubbing his face.
Cheonmyeonghoeju also touched the snow piled on the ground. It was real snow.
Wheeeeeeing.
The extreme heat of the Cheonmyeonghoeju, which had been burning like a flame in the heavy snowstorm and cold, subsided. As the heat subsided, so did the murderous intent and fighting spirit.
The two returned to their original positions.
In the middle of the corpse-strewn field, Cheonmyeonghoeju asked.
“What kind of martial arts is it?”
“Time-space transfer technique.”
At the moment when I heard the answer, Cheon Myeong-hoe was not there.
The last move he made was a stealth move. It was a last resort and a desperate move to get away by disappearing from sight.
The belief that one can survive any situation has become prey caught in a spider’s web.
Phew!
Cheonmyeonghoeju opened his eyes and looked down at his chest.
The sword of the sword master who discovered his hiding place pierced his heart.
Cheonmyeonghoeju raised his last energy and examined the sword dance.
A spider web-like energy was emanating from around Geommu-geuk’s body. It was the energy emanation he had learned from Cheonma when he went hunting, but now it was spread out tightly like a spider web just like his father had done. There was no room for Cheonmyeonghoeju’s stealth technique to escape.
Cheonmyeonghoeju said as if he had no regrets.
“… … If that martial arts, time-space transfer technique, poison, and stealth technique don’t work on you, then you should die.”
In today’s fight, Geommugeuk really used everything he had learned so far.
Cheon Myeong-hoe-ju left his last words before he passed away.
“I… … have met someone like you.”
For a moment, the sword dance was startled.
“Where? Where!”
But those words were the last of Cheon Myeong-hoeju’s words as he had already passed away.
‘It’s a fire weapon! This Cheonmyeonghoeju has met a fire weapon before.’
Of course, it could have been someone else, but Geommugeuk thought that the person Cheonmyeonghoeju was talking about was Hwamugi.
Somewhere, there are living fire weapons. They are growing stronger like you, and they are walking towards their destiny.
The sword dance was no longer something he was afraid of, because he was also living his life to the best of his ability.
Yes, firearms are firearms. Now is the time to enjoy the joy of victory.
Finally, I successfully completed the successor test that my father had given me. It was especially meaningful that I was able to complete it on my own without any help from the demons.
Geommu-geuk left Jangwon. After he leaves, the remaining matters will be taken care of by the Murim Leader. Since I have already said goodbye to Jin Pae-cheon and Jin Ha-ryeong, I can leave now.
Outside the manor, Seodaeryong was waiting, sitting on the coachman’s seat on top of the carriage.
“This is the carriage driven by the winner of the Little Dragon Tournament. Consider it an honor.”
Contrary to what he said, Seo Dae-ryong’s eyes were trembling. Thank you for coming back safely. That warm emotion was written all over his face.
“I bought you some new uniforms inside, so change into them.”
“thanks.”
The sword dance got on the carriage.
“Let’s go home.”
“Who do you want to see the most?”
Geommugeuk leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes.
“The person I want to see the most is… … .”
The only answer I could hear was the wind blowing through Geommugeuk’s hair.
“Who are you?”
When Seo Dae-ryong looked back, Geommu-geuk, who had poured all his energy into the fight, was asleep. The new martial arts uniform he had prepared was still hanging on his lap, not yet ready to be changed into.
‘Thank you for your hard work, sir.’
So the carriage began to run towards Cheonmasingyo.