Chapter 259 – Chapter 52 (4)

“…!”

Hearing Cheon Hye-woon’s threatening lines, Pyeong-soo-kyung’s face twisted with anger.

However, rather than talking like an old master belonging to a political faction, she emphasized that there is a difference in level between herself and the other party.

“Huh, I heard they were playing with each other, but he’s that bitch. Today, I’m going to punish the scoundrels who messed up.”

While growling at each other like that… No, the two people who started to kill did not hide their intention to live.

Perhaps feeling the life of the two, the warriors with good spirits were already able to infer the course of this martial arts competition.

On the other hand, when everything was finished, the host of the Dokgo family and the host of the Dokgo Gupae came up on the podium and opened his mouth.

“From now on, we will start the first match between Heavenly Mountain Goddess Cheon Hye-wun and Maepoong Sword Pyeongsu-gyeong! I hope the two of you go up unarmed!”

Chun Hye-woon and Pyeong Soo-gyeong, who went up unarmed following the instructions of the moderator, who raised their voices with their inner strength, pulled out their swords while keeping a reasonable distance apart.

Sreung-!

Cheon Hye-woon, who drew her twin swords, recalled her excitement that she could fight the famous Mae Wind Sword with her sword even before she retired from her martial arts, and that her beloved husband and monk had been insulted. It was showing half and half of her anger.

For reference, there are many clans that use swords, but the most famous are the Hwasan faction and Namgungse.

In particular, the Volcano faction is famous for being honest and pushing forward with only one sword, unlike other factions or Sega that use various types of martial arts.

Of course, it’s not that there aren’t many recommended methods, but it’s literally just at the level of ‘self-defense’, and it’s not a level that can be used with various main powers like other great families or prestigious families.

For this reason, a warrior who uses a sword can never look down on the Volcanic Wave, but Cheon Hye-wun’s expression was different from the excitement of ordinary Moorim people.

‘Dare… Are you trying to make me your prey? … !’

It was the expression of a predator that said ‘I will advance by knocking you down’ so plainly that you could even feel the peace.

‘It seems that this Pyeongsu-gyeong has been quiet for a while. It’s to the extent that such a young girl is aiming recklessly.’

Pyeongsu-gyeong thought that she had been too quiet all this time, and she laughed.

She keeps quiet now, but even if she looks like this, if it weren’t for Seo Yu-ran, she would have been a person who could be heard as the strongest swordsman.

‘I was worried about the future because of the god of fortune and the goddess of the six fairies, but it turned out well. These bitches need to be nipped in the bud.’

To be honest, I wasn’t too keen on cutting the seedlings, but these bad-tempered seeds can be cut without any guilt.

“Then get both sides ready! The match begins!”

As soon as the moderator signaled for the start, the first to move was Chun Hye-woon.

Even though it was a match to decide the best in the world, a smile was drawn on her lips as she had the excitement of fighting a strong enemy rather than tension.

Kakakang!

As a result of the Yangtze River’s back water trying to push her forward, the front wave trying to hold on somehow began to collide.

*        *

On the other hand, there were people who were in the audience of the martial arts tournament held by Dokgo Sega and were looking elsewhere.

“It’s really the same. No matter how you look at it, it’s Hwanyo Im Ha-yeon…”

They were the Demonic Cultists who hid their energy and used a bast mask, Blood Biho (血飛虎), and Lim Ha-yeon’s former subordinate, Mu-ryeong.

“But the skin and eye color are completely different.”

Im Ha-yeon, a mixed-blood with a mixture of blood other than a bird, is characterized by dark brown skin, dark skin, and crimson hair.

But now, a woman who looked just like her was proudly taking her place as a member of the Six Beauty Goddess near the Northern Heavenly Palace in the special seat.

“Mu-ryeong. Have you heard from Im Ha-yeon about the ability to change skin color and eye color?”
“No. I didn’t even know that I had that ability.”
“Kuhmm… I know that there are often people who look the same among countless people, but…”

When Ha-yeon Lim showed up too openly, Blood Bi-ho thought, ‘Isn’t it Hwan-yo?’ I thought.

Hwanyo himself knew about the laws of the Demonic Cult, so he judged that he couldn’t openly reveal himself like that.

Even the magician’s guardian thought this way, so even the Murim people who knew Hwanyo’s face couldn’t deeply doubt the identity of Im Ha-yeon, who was in the special seat with the Northern Heavenly Palace.

Still, unlike the Jeongpa and Sapa people she met as enemies, there were many suspicious parts in the eyes of the Demonic Cultists who knew her usual appearance.

“Anyway, that’s not the level of resemblance.”
“Yes, I think so too.”

Perhaps any other organization will wait a little longer to see if it really is you or not.

“Keep an eye on it. At the moment when defenses are weak, they will strike out and capture them alive.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“In the worst-case scenario, you may forgo capture alive and prioritize disposal.”

But the Demonic Cult had nothing like that.
If in doubt, go get it and check it out.
If yes, kill; if not, destroy the witness.

Since it was clear that either of them would be killed anyway, Bloody Ho even decided to kill him in a situation where he could not be captured alive.

It was a part where you could see why, when the Demonic Cult showed up once, the Jeongpa and Sapa, who had been growling at each other, joined hands.

Having thus given her instructions to her martial spirit, Blood Biho turned her gaze to her unarmed body.

‘The Heavenly Mountain Goddess, Cheon Hye-woon. I’ll have to look ahead to prepare for when the main school advances into the midfield.’

This martial arts tournament was an important event and turning point to see the masters who would become obstacles to the future of the Maqiao.

How much the existing masters have developed, and how much the new up-and-coming masters are capable.

Hyuk Bi-ho, who is one of the top five masters in the Demonic School, watched Cheon Hye-woon and Pyeong-soo-gyeong’s confrontation with interest at first, but gradually her eyes turned to amazement.

*        *

Cheon Hye-wun moves flamboyantly as if dancing and wields twin swords.

Pyeongsugyeong unfolds the splendid herbivores of the 24-handed plum blossom sword method, which is the independent martial art of the Hwasan faction.

Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka Kang!

The sound of blades colliding and sparks bursting out between the two, but surprisingly, the warriors of a tolerable level did not even see the shape of the sword.

It was a showdown between swordsmen that reached the extreme, and if one of them made a small mistake, it would not be strange if they were cut down immediately.

‘Such profound swordsmanship!’

At first, Pyeongsu-gyeong, who was surprised that he followed his speed, was surprised by the swordsmanship of the Cheonsanpa, which has a profound technique that is comparable to that of the plum swordsmanship.

In particular, the degree of surprise was even stronger because the twin swords were unconsciously disparaged because they were a clumsy type of weapon without proper martial arts.

If Cheon Hye-un hadn’t retired, her Tianshan sect’s swordsmanship would have been known, but since she was a one-man tradition sect, I couldn’t know that her Tianshan sect’s twin swordsmanship was so profound as she retired after a brief active life.

‘Then!’

I hate to admit it, but the speed is equal.

In addition, as the twin swords swung from both sides, most of Pyeongsu-gyeong’s sword blades were focused on defense and counterattack rather than attack.

“Ha!”

Quaaaaa!

Pyeong Soo-gyeong, who pushed Cheon Hye-woon’s sword with force while giving strength, used her spirit and strength.

“Jahahagong!”
“It’s the volcanic faction’s self-destruction!”
“It’s such a dark purple!”

Ja Ha-gong, a martial arts technique that represents the Volcano faction, and a martial arts skill that only a few masters and selected disciples can learn.

To borrow the expression of Jincheon, it can be said that it is a strengthening technique that strengthens all physical abilities, as well as the power of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, just like the Super Saiyan of Drag Ball.

The amount of internal energy consumed is also large, but Pyeong Soo-gyeong, who has been practicing martial arts for a long time, has profound internal energy that can maintain self-hein-gong for a long time.

“Haha!”

Pyeongsu-gyeong, who covered the sword with a sword that glowed purple, swung the sword into the air, even though it was out of reach of the sword.

Blasphemy!

As Cheon Hye-wun moved and evaded her as if she were dancing, a mark of her sword energy split the floor behind her.

“Whoaaaaa!”
“Wow!”

While the audience cheered for the battle on a different level, they couldn’t take their eyes off the performance of the best of the Volcano Squad.

However, Cheon Hye-woon glanced at the place where she was, and she smiled leisurely.

‘Smile?’

Pyung Soo-gyeong’s eyebrows twitched at the sight of Cheon Hye-wun smiling even when she saw her own mighty attack.

‘Let’s see if you can smile after receiving this!’

“Huh!”

Chump chump chump!

Pyeongsu-gyeong, already full of thoughts of killing Cheon Hye-woon, sprayed her sword energy with the momentum to tear her body apart.

Cheon Hye-woon’s judgment after seeing this was,

Chara la la la rock! Kika kaka kakang!

It was the same as spurting sword energy to face each other.

“Wow!”
“Ugh!”

As the shock wave of the two swords colliding in the air spread out, the impressions of those with low martial arts levels were distorted even though they were far enough away.

That’s how much the strength of the inner strength of the two swords transcended the general level.

‘Foolish! Are you saying that a young girl is going to compete with me on my strength!’

At the sight of Cheon Hye-wun countering her own attack with the same eruption of her sword skills, Pyeong-soo-gyeong smiled as if she had already won.

In order to overcome the enhanced geomki through self-healing, you must infuse your strength far beyond the normal level.

If the power of the inner gong blown into her sword ki is weakened, her own sword qi will break her sword qi and cut her body to pieces.

Pyung Soo-kyung, who thought that avoiding and being annoyed would complicate things, had no choice but to think that she made her stupid choice.

‘Curse that arrogance that has reached the marrow!’

Kiki Kiki King! Kikakakang!

The two entered into an internal confrontation, spraying swords toward each other.

“You entered a power showdown.”
“That’s crazy. Heavenly Maiden should have used her speed and agility.”
“Tsk tsk. The game is decided.”

The audience unanimously said that Cheon Hye-un, a priestess from Heaven, made her foolish choice.

It’s a natural reaction.
Pyeong Soo-gyeong, who has been known as a genius since her childhood and has become the best member of the Volcano Sect with her hard work.

Chun Hye-woon, a new up-and-coming master who has just made his name known.

It is common sense that the one who learned the ascending mind method as early as possible in the fight against internal energy is advantageous, and that the older the person, the stronger the internal energy.

However, since the young Cheon Hye-un provoked the old master, Pyeong Su-gyeong, to fight internally, from the point of view of her audience, Cheon Hye-un was too arrogant.

But, that’s the general story of a master.

Jincheon’s pure spirit-enhancing constitution and Yin-Yang Chun-Ryun Dabeop.

As Jincheon attained enlightenment, the effect of pure energy was strengthened, and there was a risk that they could extort each other’s internal energy, but if the problem of trust was solved, the effect of Yin-Yang Chun-Ryun Dabeop that could collect internal energy faster than others.

Because of these two women, all of Jincheon’s women gained strength beyond imagination.

In terms of the size of the inner potion, it is rich and huge enough to be the best in Moorim.

‘Payment for insulting the upper class. I’ll make sure to pay for it!’

And, it was the moment when that monstrous inner strength was revealed to Moorim for the first time.

“Haha!”
“Huh!”

Kika kaka kakang! Kiki Kiki King!

An internal fight in which sword spirits are sprayed at each other to offset each other’s sword spirits.

It was about 5 minutes later that Bloodbiho’s eyes were stained with astonishment.

Kakakakakang!

“Khaaah!”

After 5 minutes of spraying sword energy, Pyung Soo-kyung’s mouth began to burst with a rough spirit.

Leeway is gone.

“You thought you could win if it was a pit fight, right?”

On the other hand, Cheon Hye-woon was still relaxed.

He was sweating a bit, but he didn’t show any hard expression due to the exhaustion of his inner energy.

Kaaang! Kiki King!

“You would have thought that it would be quite annoying if you had been fighting with a swordsmanship based on speed rather than a pit fight.”
“Awesome!”

Pyung Su-gyeong frowned at her Cheon Hye-wun, who pinpointed her own thoughts.

“I thought so too, so I tried to induce a strength fight, but it’s true. You think that you can win unconditionally if you go to a pit fight because you’re younger than yourself. It’s really stupid.”
“Shut up, what you want! How dare you use magic like this!”
“Hex? What did I use?”

When Cheon Hye-wun was indignant at Pyeong-soo-gyeong for using her witchcraft on her, she felt embarrassed and lowered her speed for a moment.

“A young girl like you is more skilled than I am! This is unacceptable!”
“Oh, so you don’t want to admit that the little girl has more skills than she does?”
“Even if you don’t know what kind of spell he used, I’ll break it with the volcanic sword!”

Then, Pyong Su-kyung took advantage of her gap where Cheon Hye-un temporarily lost her strength, avoiding her strength fight and quickly evading her to the side.

“.. Haha.”

Maepunggeom Pyeongsugyeong.

Even when she was in Murim, she wanted to be like her the most, and a swordsman she respected as a warrior who uses a sword.

However, he could not go beyond the category of ‘typical and outdated sectarian kondae’ that Jincheon refers to.

‘A faction? They are characterized by the fact that they unconditionally accuse opponents who are younger and stronger than themselves as witches.’

I thought it was half a joke when Jincheon said this when he was criticizing the members of the Jeong faction, but it wasn’t a joke when he became the party himself.

He laughs at himself and engages in a battle against internal energy, and when he falls behind in the battle against internal energy, he accuses him of using witchcraft.

It’s so embarrassing that I’ve only ever respected someone like this.

“Hot!”

Not paying attention to her feelings, Pyung Su-gyeong quickly stepped on her steps and ran toward Cheon Hye-wun.

He called it sorcery, but he knew that his internal skills were not up to Cheon Hye-wun’s.

So, feeling ashamed of her, he began to wave the tip of her sword, covering her purple blade with the thought that he would surely kill her.

When the strength of the internal power and the subtlety of the plum sword method were added, a phenomenon occurred that seemed to have dozens of sword tips.

The illusionary sword of the Volcano Wave, which deceives and seduces the other person’s eyes, began to unfold.

‘Die!’

He must kill Cheon Hye-woon in order to erase the humiliation of losing to a young woman in an internal battle.

That’s why he began to use all his strength and inner strength, unfolding his new skills in Zaha.

The momentum was such that the spectators swallowed their dry saliva.

The fragrance of plum blossoms that seems to numb the nose along with the several blades that swayed while dazzling the eyes so that one does not know which direction to stab.

This scent of plum blossoms is famous for the phenomenon that occurs when the volcano wave’s plum swordsmanship is performed with sword or sword, but in reality, it was a trick of illusion that embarrassed the opponent or blurred the senses.

Shish shush shush!

In an instant, dozens of blades were swung at the same time as if to crush them.

The real one was a blade that was swung aiming at the top of the head, full of murderous intent to cut Chun Hye-wun’s head in half.

‘Got it!’

Pyung Soo-kyung, embarrassed by the unresponsive appearance of Cheon Hye-woon and judging that her movements were firm, smiled.

Kaaang!

“Laugh!?”

However, Cheon Hye-un, who had enough experience in sparring with Heuk Ye-hwa, who is famous for his golden bullet, raised her right arm to block the sword blade that was aimed at her head.

“Is this all?”
“What?”
“I’m asking if this is all. Could this be power?”

There wasn’t even a hint of ridicule or provocation.
She is seriously asking.
Are these all your skills?

It was natural.

He was a guest of the illegal red-light district created by Pacheonhoe, and belatedly learned the taste of pleasure and neglected martial arts.

The conspiracy created by the Pacheonhoe was unintentionally effective in this form.

Although they were two men and women of the same color, their ultimate goals were different.

Cheon Hye-woon has a desire to become famous as a Moorim person, but also to become strong.

She thinks that she has already reached the ultimate of the sword, and that at this point she can take a break, and Pyeong Soo-gyeong gave up on developing.

“Yes…Four years…! How…!?”
“…I don’t want to mix hands with you any more.”

Hiss.

The moment Cheon Hye-un, who had a disappointed expression on her face, finished her lines, Cheon Hye-un’s left arm disappeared along with the sound of the wind.

Chow!

When her arm reappeared, it was after her Pyeongsoo-kyung’s head was cut in half.

A speedy sword that reached the extreme, on a different level than before.

“Keep… Kkeuk…! Kkeok…!”

Pyung Su-kyung held her own neck and was in agony, but she couldn’t hide her astonished expression at the sight of Cheon Hye-wun using a quicksword that she barely recognized.

There was also jealousy and anger mixed in that she did not want to admit that a girl younger than herself had reached a realm that she hadn’t even reached.

Dump!

However, his throat had already been cut in half, and he fell helplessly as his blood gulped out of the severed throat.

Except for Seo Yu-ran, it was the futile death of Pyeong Soo-gyeong, who was considered one of the best prosecutors.