Demonic master of mount Kunlun Chapter 178

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Episode 178

Just mix it together

-You have to do what you learned from your brother.

Jeong Gwang looked at Baek Seung-mu with a happy face.

I can’t believe that this guy, who used to be quite soft when it wasn’t related to money or cooperation, could change like this.

Hasn’t there been truly great progress?

-okay. Step on it. I can’t attack you again.

-yes. I will finish it in about a month.

-That’s it. I’m sending it away.

-Death penalty. This means that we will not send you to the grave within a month, but will only let you lie there for a month.

Jeong Gwang made a slightly disapproving expression and then nodded.

I don’t like it, but what can I do?

It will get better little by little.

When Jeong Gwang seemed to agree, Baek Seungmu secretly sighed and then asked Jinhyeong.

“Did the Cheongshin Jinin tell you to fight with the Jingeom?”

“… … “What does that mean?”

“It’s what Jinin told me to do.”

“… … .”

Jinhyeong’s complexion changed slightly.

Baek Seung-moo still spoke calmly.

“Let’s be honest. “There is no way Jin Hyeong-do can do something like this on his own when there is a great monk.”

“… … This is something I asked the Four Baekjo and received permission for. However, Baek So-hyeop accepted the death sentence without even asking Jin Ok-ryong. “Do you think Kunlun’s knowledge of the gates is light?”

Baek Seung-moo did not fall for the provocation and smiled slightly.

“The death penalty is a person who will start throwing his fists if he is not attacked… … Yes, death penalty. Why are you clenching your fists?”

“It happens automatically. “Well, we’ll talk about that later.”

Jeong Gwang turned his head and shouted to Cheong Shin.

“Jinin! “Is it okay to fight between life and death with a real sword?”

Cheongshin, who had been distracted by looking somewhere else from afar, came running like the wind.

“It’s a matter of life and death! “Are you out of your mind?”

“ah. “Did you just plan on humiliating me and not killing me?”

“… … What do you think of me and say things like that? “I just thought that there would be time left and that it would be an opportunity to compete with younger students.”

“It’s a matter of life and death to beat the procedures…” … .”

“It’s just a simple bimura!”

“Anyway, are you going to use a real sword? Even if something unfortunate happens, we don’t hold the other person responsible.”

Anger appeared in Cheongshin’s eyes.

“… … “It seems like you are confident that your priest will win.”

“If you are an unmanned person, you must have confidence.”

“… … good. “Let’s do it.”

“What about observers?”

“hmm? “What does it matter if I have you?”

“no way. Why are you like this? “There has to be someone who can look at it fairly.”

“… … “Are you provoking me now?”

“no. Because that is the custom of Gangho. Besides, this is Emei Mountain. “While we are seeking understanding, let’s invite Amifa as an observer.”

Cheongshin glared at Jeonggwang and nodded.

Because I was confident.

“I will do that.”

“yes. Hey, Mr. Hanseong!”

Hanseong, who was talking with Hyejin, the teacher, in front of Bohyeonjeon, frowned.

She approached with Hyejin and softly gave a warning.

“The elders are in a meeting, so speak quietly. “What’s going on?”

“I want my priest and Cheongseong’s Jin Hyeong Doo to dance together. Can I use a training camp? Mr. Sae-dang also observed.”

The wrinkles on Hanseong’s forehead deepened.

This was because the enemy was encamped at the entrance to Mt. Amisan and thought they were doing something useless.

But when I heard Jeong Gwang’s voice, I changed my mind.

-Jinin seems to have a grudge against me, so he keeps forcing me. Rather than rejecting it and leaving it with residue, I think it would be better to rub it in and shake it off. I’ll make you feel good.

Hanseong paid attention to the last words.

‘It makes me feel good…’ … .’

Isn’t this saying that they are going to disgrace Cheongsin?

‘It’s obvious that if you leave that narrow-minded nobleman indifferent, he will continue to cause trouble. ‘It is better for the future to humiliate and make people feel intimidated.’

Anyway, the situation is not good for Cheongshin, as long as there is a guarantee that the priest of Jeonggwang will win… … .

‘Did you say it’s called the Financial Swords Association? ‘I heard it’s a very exaggerated nickname.’

In comparison, the Qingseong formation is called the Qingshui Sword (淸秀劍) and is a late-stage formation that is properly recognized in Sichuan Province.

Even after looking at the two people’s prayers, I couldn’t guess who would win, but I decided to accept it.

I decided to trust the famous Jeong Gwang’s insight.

“… … Let’s do it. “Come this way.”

Hanseong guided everyone to the training hall.

Amipa nuns and lay disciples who were passing by within the temple grounds joined in with curious faces.

When Baek Seung-moo and Jin-hyeong stood facing each other in the training hall, there were quite a lot of onlookers gathered.

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Hanseong first warned the onlookers.

“If you make too much noise, I’ll kick you out right away.”

“yes!”

Next were the two young men who were not on duty.

“It’s inevitable that you can’t avoid hurting your opponent, but if I stop you, you have to stop immediately. Do you understand?”

“yes.”

Finally, her gaze turned to Jeong Gwang and Cheong Shin.

“Kunlun and Qingcheng should never interfere in a meeting. Would you like to accept it?”

“Sure.”

“Of course.”

Hanseong raised his hand and lowered it.

“The two small cooperatives should start dancing.”

Jinhyeong held the sword upside down and clasped his hands together.

“The Qingcheng formation will receive instruction from Baek Xiaohyeop.”

“Baekseungmu of Kunlun. I’m glad to share a sword with Jinhyeong Dou. “Can I skip mentioning non-resonance?”

“… … “Let’s do that.”

Jinhyeong raised his sword at an angle, swearing in his heart that he was a rude bastard.

It was an elegant display of the Cheongpunggeom (clean wind sword), which Cheongseong is proud of.

“Come.”

In contrast, Baek Seung-mu stood crookedly on one leg and elegantly raised his left hand.

Then he stretched out his index finger and twitched it.

“Please come.”

Amipa’s young disciples who were watching burst into laughter.

However, when Hanseong glared at him, he quickly became quiet.

Jinhyeong asked, breaking the awkward silence.

“… … “What are you doing now?”

“The main text is odd. “What’s wrong?”

“… … .”

Jinhyeong raised his internal strength that he had cultivated through the Clear Mind Method.

With the life accumulated in my heart.

‘You’re wrong. ‘I’ll correct your habits.’

He glided towards Cheongryubo and stabbed his sword.

A sharp move worthy of the nickname Cheongsugeom!

No, to put it more accurately, it was a vicious move.

This is a situation where an ordinary warrior would have moved to the side to avoid it or defended it with a sword.

But Baek Seung-moo was different.

I remembered the golden advice I had heard from Jeong Gwang.

‘If the other person looks down on you, accept it happily. Because it increases your chances of winning.’

Jinhyeong delivered a strong blow without much exploration. And that too with excessive methods.

This was because he implicitly looked down on Baek Seung-moo and did not have a good personality.

‘If you deal with a guy like that kindly, it only increases your momentum. ‘Priest, what should I do then?’

Baek Seung-moo cried out inwardly.

‘We must fight back with all our might!’

It was Baek Seung-moo, who had experienced a lot of combat for his age.

Through those battles, I clearly felt that Jeong Gwang’s advice was right, and by following that advice, I was able to defeat the enemy without any serious injuries.

Although he is a late-round index with excellent formation, Baek Seung-moo has also grown a lot.

Add to this the evil he had developed while rolling under Jeonggwang and his actual combat experience, and Jinhyeong was no match for him.

‘If you show up like this, I can deal with you with peace of mind.’

Baek Seung-moo unfolded his dragon-shaped bow and took a diagonal step.

His upper body curved gracefully like a dragon wriggling, and Jinhyeong’s sword grazed his side.

‘Oh!’

Surprised by the timely move, Jinhyeong takes a step back, gains distance, and tries to swing his sword.

Baek Seung-moo followed like lightning with a thunderbolt and lashed out his beloved sword, Black Woo.

The black cow made a sharp sound and headed towards Jinhyeong’s face.

The startled Jinhyeong tilted his head to the side and barely escaped it.

Drops of blood spattered from his cheek.

It was a little late, and the black cow passed by slightly.

‘How dare this guy!’

Jinhyeong was not a fool who only insisted on a sword, as he was a recognized late leader in Sichuan Province.

He fired a bullet at the chest of Baek Seung-moo, who was close behind him.

Saebicheonsujang (碎碑千手掌) that neutralizes the opponent with one strike!

But Baek Seung-moo was faster.

He pulled the black cow that had grazed Jinhyeong’s cheek and slashed the back of Jinhyeong’s head with the tip of the sword handle, the head of the sword.

Bah!

“Wow!”

Soebicheonsujang, which was unleashed with the force of a single strike, grazed Baek Seung-moo’s side.

It was because the impact to the back of the head caused the knee to bend.

‘Uh, what happened? ‘You need to stand up!’

I force my lower body to lift my head.

The sword head of the black cow has expanded.

This time it was not the back of the head, but the forehead.

Sigh!

“100 million!”

Sigh! Bah! Bye!

“Ugh! evil! “Ahh!”

Jinhyeong’s knees buckled.

He cried out, covering his head with both hands.

“S-stop… … “Kwaaak!”

Baek Seung-moo continued to strike with the head of the black cow.

Perhaps because two pieces of hyeoncheol were mixed with the black beef, the taste was perfect.

“urg! urg! urg!”

“100 million! evil! Gulp.”

Jinhyeong lost consciousness and fell to the floor.

Baek Seung-moo sheathed the black cow with a graceful and wonderful movement.

When he took a moment to catch his breath and looked around, everyone was looking at him with shocked faces.

Except Jeong Gwang.

“Priests. great job.”

“Thank you, death penalty.”

“I think it’s a little lacking. “Why don’t you do it a little more?”

People came to their senses after hearing Jeong Gwang’s words.

‘Joe, just a little more?’

‘You’re too much!’

Hanseong, who was so dumbfounded that he was frozen, shouted.

“stop! “Baek Sohyeop won!”

After that, Cheongshin shouted in anger.

“You’re using such a vicious trick! “As a member of a political faction, what kind of atrocity is this!”

“You mean vicious? As a prosecutor, I finished it with my sword.”

In response to Jeong Gwang’s protest, people nodded their heads with shocked faces.

‘It’s not wrong because the prosecutor used a sword.’

‘I’ve never heard of Geomcho continuously hitting his head with a sword.’

Cheongshin was about to yell but barely held back.

If that’s the case, you’ll only hear bad things about him, calling him a narrow-minded old man who can’t accept a win.

I had to look at the details of Sasonin’s formation, which was easy to understand.

‘… … ‘It’s terrible.’

My heart sank when I saw Jinhyeong’s head.

It was so pitiful that there were ruptures and bulging lumps here and there.

Cheongsin breathed energy into Sason’s body and spoke softly.

“Jinhyung. “Can you hear me?”

“Ugh… … “Stop taking pictures.”

“Jinhyung!”

“Ahh! stop! Baek Sohyeop! I was wrong! Please stop… … “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Jinhyeong started the fight and then fainted again.

Cheongshin looked at him silently, laid him down on the floor, and then stood up.

And I glared at Jeong Gwang.

There was cold murder in his gaze.

Jeong Gwang asked with joy.

“Jinin. “Do you want to dance with me?”

“… … .”

Cheongshin looked at Jeonggwang for a moment and then turned around.

“What are you doing? “Let’s stop!”

“Oh, I understand!”

Cheongshin left without even looking back.

The disciples of Cheongseong, who had formed a formation, hurriedly followed behind him.

Jeong Gwang looked at Cheong Shin’s back and clicked his tongue.

‘He’s very cool-headed when he takes care of himself. but. So he’s probably still alive.’

When I looked around, people were still watching Baek Seung-moo.

It had to be that way.

Muwi, who easily defeated Jinhyeong, a highly anticipated late-game exponent in Sichuan Province, is also Muwi.

I never would have guessed that Baek Seung-moo, who blushed and responded politely even when Ami’s secular disciples were mischievous, would have that kind of mind.

It was an opportunity for everyone to think about Kunlun again.

‘I can’t believe the youngest member of Jeongja Bae, who hasn’t even received the title yet… … .’

‘As rumored, Kunlun’s martial arts skills are elegant and cool. ‘Mixed with mind reading, it’s truly terrifying.’

Gongwoo and Eon Eui-jin congratulated Baek Seung-moo as if it was a natural result.

Hyejin, who was looking at the scene with calm eyes, turned her gaze to Jeonggwang.

Heat flashed in her eyes.

‘I can’t believe a disciple who has only just entered the world is like that… … In fact, I heard that Jin Ok-ryong took him around and taught him… … .’

So what about Jinokryong?

I had heard a lot of rumors, but I became more curious when I saw the skills of Baek Seung-mu, a priest.

‘… … ‘How strong is it?’

Not far away were Gongwoo and Eon Uijin, who were also called Guryongsa Peak, but they did not pay attention.

I only wanted to fight with Jeong Gwang.

She was not an easy opponent, but a fighter who fearlessly attacked those in high places.

‘… … no. It’s time to take care of yourself.’

But he soon shook his head.

As a big problem had befallen the monk, he should not have acted rashly.

It’s not a big problem to watch, but if you get hurt while fighting, wouldn’t it be a nuisance to the monks?

‘But even in normal times…’ … .’

There was no way Hanseong next to him would allow it.

‘… … ‘Someday the opportunity will come.’

Did you read his mind?

Jeong Gwang came up and asked.

“Do you want to dance?”

Hyejin’s eyes widened slightly.

Jeong Gwang’s eyes were shining beautifully as usual.

“Let’s try. Not a life or death decision, just a fight. Instead, you have to do it until I tell you to stop.”

The moment when Hyejin is about to say that she likes it without realizing it.

Hanseong intervened.

“stop. Let’s stop here. “You all step back!”

Hanseong made eye contact with Hyejin and slightly shook his head.

Hyejin sighed softly and lowered her head.

The disciples of Amipah are anxious and are about to disperse.

A weak voice was heard.

“I think it might be a good idea to just give it a try.”

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