<-- Episode 193: Chapter 6 Justice is not always right (3) -->
Shen Yuanyi opened his eyes wide and looked up at Zhao Yue.
At some point, the young black air on Jo Wol’s body became even darker. It had a grotesque appearance befitting its nickname, the Black Dancer.
Although the soldiers below the stage could not feel it, a mysterious energy was flowing from Jo Wol’s body. A cold energy was constricting Shen Won-ui’s whole body.
Shen Won-ui’s face turned white. She quickly tried to fight back by increasing her strength, but the more she tried, the more pressure she felt.
“Chukmae, do you think those little guys can stop us?”
“You must be wheat.”
“Hehe!”
Instead of answering, Jo Wol let out a phoneme.
Shen Yuanyi’s voice spread far and wide below the off-stage, and most people heard him.
“What is Milya?”
“The person who made it to the finals of the Cheokma Dae is Milya, what is this…” … .”
To the soldiers, it sounded like a bolt from the blue.
There was no shame like this.
It is an honorable position to select a warrior to fight on the front lines against Milya. Milya’s secret agent sneaks into such a glorious place and makes it to the finals to select the leader.
After a desperate struggle, the warriors who entered the chuck horse trembled with anger.
Jo Wol glanced at the warriors and smiled wryly.
“Did you say you were going against Milya?”
His soft voice rang clearly in the soldiers’ ears.
“With such a ragtag group of people?”
“Everyone, shut up!”
“Be prepared, Jungwon. Soon you will know the horror of Milya. Those who are alive, cherish this moment. The moment will soon come when you will be afraid to even breathe. The earth will be stained with blood, and all living people will curse their lives.”
Ugh!
People trembled at his curse words. This was because an ominous feeling came over my whole body, as if his words would come true at any moment.
The warriors, overwhelmed by Jo Wol’s strange presence, did not dare to attack him and just stared at him. Jo Wol looked at each of the faces of the military leaders.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped in the middle of the warriors. The gaze of the soldiers naturally focused on where his gaze was directed.
The man standing there wearing a red-brown robe was none other than Jin Mu-won.
Jin Mu-won and Jo Wol’s gaze collided in the air.
Suddenly, Jo Wol smiled meaningfully. The soldiers were suspicious of that appearance.
‘Why is the author smiling while looking at Bukgeom?’
Jo Yue just laughed. But the more it happened, the more the soldiers’ doubts grew.
Suddenly, Zhao Yue turned around and looked at Shen Yunyi.
“I guess I have to end it now. Don’t blame me. Blame your helplessness.”
“Shut up! How dare someone like Milya… … .”
Shen Won-ui gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of Sim Mu-wae sitting on the podium. Even though his child was in danger, he was not taking any action. The sight of him standing by like that aroused Shim Won-ui’s anger.
“I am Sim Won-ui. He is the minor lord of Sasacheon and the great lord of Cheokma Dae. “I will never give in to Milya’s secret agents.”
I straightened my back and blew out the lion’s hooves.
Although he was inferior in martial arts, his proud spirit was in no way inferior to Jo Yue. His appearance was deeply engraved in the minds of the military leaders who were watching under the podium.
“Hehe! Are you saying that you will protect your pride even if you die soon? Okay, I’ll do as you wish. Even when you die, you will never be able to lie down on the ground.”
Jo Yue walked towards Shen Won-ui. A deep black air current swirled around his body. Because he looked like the god of death, Sim Won-ui’s body trembled.
“Can not be done!”
“Stop him!”
Some of the military leaders under the podium could not stand it anymore and launched themselves at Jo Yue. Selecting a lender was no longer a problem. The pride of Unjungcheon and Jungwon plummeted to the ground.
“Kaaak!”
“Huh!”
Those who tried to stop Jo Yue screamed and fell to the floor before they could even get on the stage.
Other soldiers nearby made a secret attack. They were the ones who watched the dance competition together, laughing and chatting together until yesterday. After the surprise attack, they quickly hid among the soldiers again.
“Milya is hiding among the soldiers.”
The military leaders stirred up commotion. This is because they did not know how many more Milya warriors were hiding among them.
Meanwhile, Jo Wol, who had come a short distance from Sim Won-ui, raised his hand. Then the black air currents swirling around his body gathered into his hands.
Shen Won-ui’s face trembled. This is because I could feel the enormous power gathered in Jo Yue’s hands. Jo Yue’s hands contained an enormous energy that even her normal body could not handle.
Jo Yue waved his hand towards Shen Won-ui.
“Farewell, you minor lord of the Four Heavenly Heavens and the one who almost became the great lord of the Chukmadae.”
Sigh!
A storm of strong energy flew towards Shen Yunyi. Shen Yuanyi did not dare to fight back and closed her eyes tightly.
“Ugh!”
Wow!
A tremendous energy swept over Shen Yuanyi’s entire body. Her body was shaking and her hair was blowing madly in the wind. But she didn’t feel as much pain as she thought.
Sim Won-ui slowly opened his eyes. Then she saw a tall man standing in front of her. The moment he saw the vast terrain like a plain and the hair blowing in the wind like a lion’s mane, an expression of relief appeared on Shen Won-ui’s face.
“You’ve been released.”
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, thousands.”
The person who spoke calmly without even turning his head was Damsucheon. After completing his training at the closed facility, he appeared in the world again.
Jo Yue’s eyes lit up as he looked at Damsucheon, who blocked Gangki on behalf of Shen Yunyi.
“Who are you?”
“Damsucheon, that’s my name.”
“Changcheon Ancient City?”
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Jo Wol’s eyes wavered.
He also knew the name of the fresh water spring. A young martial artist living in the power of this era could not have known his name.
“Are you trying to interfere?”
“Milya and Unjungcheon, there’s no need to say anything more between us, right?”
“Right. Yes, you are right.”
The moment the last words were spoken, Jo Wol’s body stretched out like a stick of taffy and rushed in. When he raised his hand, a black air current flew towards the fresh water stream.
The fresh water stream did not move even when the black current came right in front of us. Seeing him in a completely defenseless state, the soldiers burst out in defense.
“danger… … .”
Shoe chemistry!
At that moment, a powerful swarm of light burst out from Qian Shui Qian’s body. Those who were watching their fight closed their eyes tightly at the sudden burst of light. But Jin Mu-won watched everything in Damsucheon without blinking an eye.
The black airflow surrounding Jo Yue’s body like armor was peeled off by the powerful light. Damsucheon’s large fists rained down on Jo Wol’s bare face and body one after another.
Jo Yue’s face and body were distorted and shriveled. He didn’t even have time to scream. It literally happened in the blink of an eye, and in the meantime, Jo Wol’s body was literally destroyed horribly.
All of his bones were broken, and his face was so sunken that it was impossible to distinguish his features.
“Off!”
A strange groan escaped Jo Wol’s lips. He raised his hand and pointed to a freshwater spring.
“Okay!”
My fingertips were trembling and wind was leaking out through my damaged vocal cords. He tried to say something, but his mangled tongue wouldn’t move.
‘What kind of martial arts is this?’
His screams only swirled in his mouth.
Seong Gwang-ryu (聖光流).
A martial artist who stands at the antithesis of all evil spirits in the world, which started with a crazy warrior 150 years ago.
For the past ten years, Damsucheon has focused solely on improving Seonggwangryu.
His ten years were a time of obsession for ultimate perfection. One person focused on one goal and devoted ten years to it. Over that long period of time, Seonggwangryu became sharper and his weaknesses disappeared. But the fresh water stream was not satisfied.
The Holy Light he wanted had to shine more intensely and have enough power to shatter the sky. However, it was impossible to break the wall of limitations further than this with closed tube training alone.
I had to fight for my life in a fierce battle. The more you practice, the stronger Seonggwangryu will become and the closer it will be to perfection. That was the reason why the freshwater spring broke through his closed pipe.
“Off! You, you… … .”
The hand that was struggling to grab the fresh water spring fell and Jo Wol’s body fell to the floor.
“… … .”
A suffocating silence came into the hall.
Those who felt fear at the appearance of Jo Yue were thrilled by the appearance of the freshwater spring. Damsucheon killed the feared Jo Wol with a single blow and revealed its formidable presence to the world.
Has anyone else appeared so dramatically in the history of Gangho?
All of this was shocking, as if it were a well-planned Peking opera.
The gazes of the soldiers naturally turned towards Jin Mu-won.
Damsucheon and Jinmuwon.
He is a rising expert who is making a name for himself.
Damsucheon, which imprinted the legend of undefeated with Baekinbi martial arts.
Jin Moo-won is writing a new legend with the nickname Bukgeom.
The encounter between the two created so much tension that it made Milya forget for a moment.
Damsucheon walked down the rain stage.
Each step he took was carrying enormous weight.
Due to the intimidation and presence, the soldiers unknowingly moved out of the way to give way. In this way, a road was created between Jinmuwon and Damsucheon Stream.
Damsucheon walked that path and approached Jinmuwon. Jin Mu-won did not turn his gaze away from Damsucheon.
The gazes of the two warriors became intertwined in the air.
Freshwater springs had a presence that was incomparable even ten years ago. His formidable presence overwhelmed everyone gathered around the off-stage.
Finally, Damsucheon stood in front of Jinmuwon. Ten years later, the two meet again.
The young boy who had no strength became a swordsman with the nickname Bukgeom, and the young martial artist who earned the prestigious title of Changcheon’s Goseong was now exuding the prayers of the Absolute.
The first to speak was Damsucheon.
“It’s been a while.”
“It seems like it’s been ten years.”
“It’s already happened like that.”
Damsucheon smiled.
It was a smile that seemed as relaxed and strong as an intense prayer.
“I heard that you are doing closed pipe training. “I don’t know if you achieved what you wanted.”
“What do you think?”
“It looks good.”
“exactly?”
Damsucheon’s smile deepened.
It was a smile filled with composure that only those who recognized and believed in themselves as strong could have.
“Jin Sohyeop looks good too. The first thing I heard after coming out of the closed building was the nickname Bukgeom. A young swordsman from Gangho who appeared like a comet. As soon as I first heard that star name, I felt it right away. “It must be Jin Sohyeop, you have finally drawn your sword against the world.”
“… … .”
“Do you know what I want to do most at this moment?”
“What is it?”
“It’s a competition between Jin and Xiaohyeop and Jaeung.”
“Me too.”
“also… … .”
Just as the blood of the fresh water stream was boiling, Jin Mu-won’s blood was also boiling. The presence of each other was stimulating.
“Let’s meet separately soon, Jin Sohyeop.”
“However much.”
“I will send someone right away.”
“I’ll wait.”
Bukgeom and Changcheon Goseong promised a showdown, and the military leaders watched. Almost 10,000 people became notaries.
“Previously… … .”
Damsucheon turned around.
In his eyes, he saw Milya’s warriors hiding among the warriors. Even if other people didn’t know it, in his eyes, he looked so smart.
“I guess I’ll have to sort it out.”
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