Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon Chapter 169

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On the island we (2)

A welcome person has arrived on the island.

Baekpyo has arrived, showing off his efforts so far with his copper-colored muscles.

“See you, my lord.”

“You’ve had a hard time.”

I praised him for his hard work by giving him a firm hug.

“I’m glad the information I sent you was helpful.”

“It was very helpful.”

If it weren’t for the quick information about the Socheongdae, I would have almost been in trouble.

“There are many things I have felt while raising the Black Panther Team.”

It won’t just be things related to martial arts. Until now, human relationships have been formed within the framework of the Murim Alliance called the Menghodan.

But the Black Panther Party was different. He personally selected people and trained them. Many things must have happened in the process.

These experiences come together to make a person stronger.

Not long ago, when I saw the old man, the leader of the behind-the-scenes forces, I got the feeling that he was not only strong in martial arts, but also strong in person. He gives that feeling because he has accumulated countless experiences like this. The sword of such a person is more frightening.

After hearing the news that Baekpyo had arrived, Gal Sa-ryang came into the guest room.

“How have you been?”

Galsaryang was very happy to see Baekpyo for the first time in a long time. He, who doesn’t usually smile, smiled brightly.

They were two people who seemed like they wouldn’t get along, but they got along well with each other. At first, I thought they became close because they had something in common, being the Murim Lord’s closest associates, but these days, I think that’s not necessarily the case. It might be someone you get along well with and communicate well with in the first place.

I feel like it’s going to happen.

“Yes, thanks to you, I had a good time.”

“It looks different somehow.”

“It’s probably because it burns a lot.”

I answered humbly, but in fact, it wasn’t just my appearance or atmosphere that had changed. In fact, Baekpyo’s skills were stronger than before, and his martial arts skills were sharp.

If I personally taught him a move at this exact time, there wouldn’t be many experts in this powerhouse who could compete with him.

This time I asked.

“What about your subordinates?”

“We have distributed them around Wuhan and put them on standby. “We are ready to go at any time.”

Just hearing those words was reassuring. The Black Panther Party had now become an elite military organization that was second to none other organizations.

“What is their loyalty?”

“I’m sure, but it will take more time.”

It was in the same context as the conversation I had with Gal Sa-ryang.

After all, faith takes time. Organizations like the Black Panther Party are ultimately made up of relationships between people. As time passes, not only loyalty but also internal solidarity will become stronger.

“We are continuing to recruit people in addition to the 33 we have brought in.”

Even now, Yang Qing, who was a subordinate during the time of the Menghoudan, was looking for new members to become the Black Panthers, and Myeongdo was training those selected. When I return, Baekpyo will personally teach me the training.

“This time, there will be a need for the Black Panther Party.”

“Please leave anything to me.”

I told Baekpyo about recent events and the forces behind them. Baekpyo was also astonished at the part where he said he had reincarnated the Heavenly Demon.

This time I asked Galsaryang.

“What should we do?”

“First, we have to find out whose body they will ultimately plant the Heavenly Demon in.”

“Does anyone have any guesses?”

Gal Sa-ryang answered with calm eyes.

“Yes, there is. as soon as… … .”

Soon, the name of an amazing person came out.

“This is the Murim Lord Macheolgun.”

“Macheolgun?”

Baekpyo asked Galsaryang back with a surprised expression.

“I see. “I think they will put the soul of the Heavenly Demon in Macheolgun.”

“This is truly hard to believe.”

“I was skeptical at first too. But there are circumstances that make it so. I always wondered why they put Ma Bong-gi in the leader position. Just because it’s easy to use? “For that reason, there must be dozens of people who are easier than Ma Bong-gi.”

I nodded with an expression of sympathy. If you go to the Senate right now, there will be a line of old people who want to become leaders.

Now Galsaryang looked at me and spoke.

“They premeditatedly murdered Ma Bongi.”

Cheon So-seon killed him right where Gal Sa-ryang and I were.

“As you know, it was an intentional murder from the beginning. I was curious about that too. If he thought he was going to kill him like this, why did he put Ma Bong-gi in the position of leader? However, he later watched the process of raising Ma Cheolgun to the position of leader in the name of avenging his father.

I could be sure. What they needed in the first place was the Magic Army. “Macheolgun, the Murim lord.”

Baekpyo looked at me.

“Do you believe what the military says?”

He was still in doubt. He could understand Baekpyo’s disbelief.

Injecting the soul of the Heavenly Demon into the Murim Lord Ma Cheolgun?

In other words, it was truly shocking and unconventional for Cheonma to become the Murim Lord.

“I believe it.”

My instincts were the same. I didn’t know any other hidden intentions, but I also agreed to the point of using Macheolgun.

Baekpyo’s face hardened.

“They are crazy.”

“Yes, they are truly crazy.”

After Galsaryang, I said.

“They are just as dangerous. “You must never relax your guard when dealing with them.”

Galsaryang and Baekpyo answered at the same time.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

* * *

“you are?”

Ma Cheol was surprised. When he entered his room, a mysterious woman was putting on makeup in front of his bedroom.

“You really have the best talent for surprising people.”

“It’s fun, right?”

The woman continued applying her makeup after a brief pause.

Ma Cheol sat down on the bed. I was happy the moment I saw her. She was so happy that she almost asked why she came now.

Ma Cheol said bluntly.

“I can’t believe the Murim Lord’s bedroom is so shabby. “I guess I’ll have to cut down all the fierce tiger bastards.”

“Don’t do that. “No one will be able to protect you anyway.”

It was a joke, but there was really no one to stop her from coming and going. Even Ma Cheol-gun himself couldn’t keep up with her shinshinjutsu.

“You look tired.”

In her longing, she looked worried. Ma Cheol’s heart trembled at that single word of worry. I felt like the fatigue that had built up from excessive work was instantly relieved.

“You look really tired.”

Then the woman sighed lightly and said.

“I had a hard time.”

“What’s going on?”

In her longing, she sighed lightly and lowered her eyes. When she made her sad face, she looked much more attractive than when she smiled.

‘shit!’

Even though I knew it was a beauty class, I had no choice but to suffer.

All sorts of thoughts come to mind until I see the woman. Even though he calmly judges that he should use the woman, the moment he sees the woman, his rationality becomes paralyzed and he can only think of one thing.

‘I want to make her my woman.’

Ma Cheol-gun said to her. She knew it was something she shouldn’t say, but she couldn’t hide her desire.

“I missed you.”

Unlike Ma Cheol, she kept her desires completely hidden.

She smiled in her longing.

“me too.”

* * *

That afternoon, I was standing face to face with Baekpyo.

This was a small training hall attached to the manor. Now is the time to do the work that was put off for Baekpyo.

I’m trying to have s*x with him. To take him to the next level.

But it was also for me.

This time, while dealing with Lee Seon, he killed Gwon Seon using Seonhak secret techniques. I killed it like always, but it felt different. Because I faced so many experts, that victory had some effect on me.

I could tell.

That my stage is just before reaching greatness. If I’m lucky, I might be able to achieve success in my fight with Baekpyo.

“Think of me as your real enemy and do your best.”

“all right.”

Baekpyo must be worried about me at this moment. Martial arts skills have improved recently, so if I really tried my best, I would feel like I might get hurt.

Of course, after playing a few moves, you will find out whether that thought is a vain thought.

The sword technique used by Baekpyo was Punga swordsmanship. The Punga sword technique, with its impressive sound of the cool wind, was fast and solid.

I dealt with him using Seonhak secret techniques.

Easy profit!

The sword quickly cut through the air. The first move is a retort to see my reaction.

But I didn’t pay attention from the first move.

After easily dodging the flying sword, I struck him in the chest.

Pow!

Baekpyo, whose chest was hit by my fist, was pushed back.

Baekpyo was surprised. It was surprising that he gave up his chest so easily, and I thought he suffered quite a blow, as he suffered no internal injuries.

I looked at him blankly for a moment and said as if scolding him.

“Stay calm and do your best.”

“yes.”

Baekpyo’s eyes changed. At the same time, the movement also changed. Much faster and more powerful.

Of course, it didn’t matter what kind of mind or attitude he had. Because I was planning to drag him into the fight I created.

Whoosh! Shhh!

His sword flew towards my bloodstream. There was still hesitation in his sword. I might get hurt.

I punished his hesitation by kicking him mercilessly in the side.

puck!

He groaned and fell into his seat. When I got hit, I thought it was the end, but as expected, no bones were broken and I suffered no internal injuries. He only suffered bruises that would ache for a few days.

Baekpyo’s face towards me was full of surprise. Because he knew that it was several times more difficult to incapacitate him without being injured than to kill him.

This surprise led to the correct judgment of the situation that even if he tried all his strength, he would not be able to hurt me.

Baekpyo gritted his teeth.

Now, without hesitation, he began to unleash the best attack he could.

I also concentrated. Baekpyo’s attack, despite his best efforts, was not easy.

Fifty, seventy… … When the number exceeded a hundred, Baekpyo and I became enemies in a battle of life and death. That was my intention. If you don’t do your best, you’ve pushed him to suffer.

The essence of Punga swordsmanship poured out one after another.

Baekpyo had already achieved great success in Punga swordsmanship.

Almost perfect condition.

The reason I added the word ‘almost’ is because everything is not over even if you achieve great success.

If the goal was for the water stream coming down from the mountain to reach the sea, that would be the end.

However, if you decide to go to the distant sea, the journey begins then. Perhaps it would not be an exaggeration to say that this is just the beginning.

“Whoo, whoo, whoo.”

When the dance ended, only the sound of Baekpyo’s heavy breathing echoed there.

This might be the first time we’ve fought like this. Even in the past battles between the Sa Sect and the Demon Cult, the fight would never have been so fierce. It was a dance that felt more like a real fight than a real fight.

At this moment, you probably can’t even remember what type of food you used, when, and how. Now is the time to give time to calmly reflect on Bimu.

Instead, I didn’t give him any explanation. There are many ways to teach depending on the person, and in Baekpyo’s case, it was ‘you figure it out on your own’.

“Let’s do it again later tonight.”

At night, I faced Baekpyo again.

This time, instead of facing the training ground, we faced the lakeside with no one around.

“This time, use your inner energy to your heart’s content and attack.”

“all right.”

If I had said this at the first meeting, he would have really hesitated.

However, in the competition earlier, he confirmed my skills. I knew I was strong, but I probably didn’t know I was that strong.

Sword energy flew from Baekpyo’s sword, and sword energy spurted out.

It was truly fortunate to have the opportunity to show off all the seasons I had while living as a warrior.

If it is a dance with someone who has good intentions to teach you, it can be called a skill.

Baekpyo was immersed in the fight, and poured out all his energy with his powerful inner strength.

“Huff, gasp, gasp.”

When the dance was finished, Baekpyo collapsed from complete exhaustion. He poured all his strength into it without even having the strength to lift a finger.

Still, he couldn’t even touch my collar. Instead, his entire body was covered in black bruises.

“See you at the training hall tomorrow morning.”

“yes.”

He forced himself to stand up and say hello.

“Thank you, my lord.”

Just like the first meeting, I didn’t say a single word to him. You must find the answer yourself. Because he was at that stage.

I will take my white vote to the next level in the next few days.

I just hope that I can join you at that time.

martial arts,