Chapter 297 – Chapter 60 (2)

“Keuuu…! What the hell is that murderer doing! This is why I can’t use the things I’ve been messing around with since I was born!”

Namgungjuhak burst into anger when he heard no news from Salmunju, who had to surprise Jincheon from behind after launching a surprise attack on both sides, taking advantage of the confusion.

The warriors of the northern palace collapsed due to the explosion and suffered a lot of casualties, so they could not exert their full strength, and even the Jiangshi showed up and became a perfect pincer attack.

However, the story changed when the women of the divine dragon, the six beautiful goddesses, participated.

Since they did not participate in the martial arts tournament, two of the goddesses, Eunmyeon and Yorang, who were implicitly judged to be the lowest ranked among the six beauty goddesses, together with the Cheonpaeryeongdae, to stop the Jiangshi… No, it spreads like a massacre.

The other six beautiful goddesses counterattack the attacks of Namgung Sega and Pacheonhoe and begin to steal the flow little by little.

Maddened by her mind, but her eyes to watch the battle did not disappear, Namgung Juhak judged that it would be dangerous if it flowed along the flow.

At that time, Namgung Juhak, who witnessed the swordsmanship of the hidden priestess brandishing her sword at the Jiangshi from afar, made her watch blankly for a moment even though she was in battle.

At first, she couldn’t see properly because she was dealing with the warriors of the Northern Heavenly Palace, but as she looked at the battle situation, she checked the Jiangxi side and witnessed her swordsmanship.

Her swordsmanship obviously overwhelms her own swordsmanship, and she uses swordsmanship that exudes freedom and dignity that is not tied to her form.

‘Because… Why… ? A high school girl who can use that level of swordsmanship… What’s lacking in fighting for a guy with such a low background and vulgar character… !’

He still has jealous anger and hatred towards Jin-cheon, but Namgung Ju-hak feels ugly desire and jealousy that such a female prosecutor fights for trashy people.

Normally, she would have been able to feel the traces of her sword from the swordsman of the hidden priestess, but she had no time to feel it now.

Right now, Namgung Zhu Crane’s head is barely maintained with a little reason, because she is in a state of mind filled with her hatred and murderous intent towards Jincheon.

Psychosis is a symptom in which the inner darkness is about to come to the surface due to a great mental shock or sudden great power.

If she can’t control this, she can’t properly control her emotions and turns violent, and in the end, she becomes an existence that destroys everything in front of her eyes.

“Do something! Are you talking sweet to us just to do this!”

Normally, she would have sent someone to interrogate her quietly, but Namgung Juhak, who became the embodiment of anger with Shimma, raised her voice in the direction of Pacheonhoe.

“I heard from the Salmunju that he was in a state of mind, but it seems to be serious.”

The commander of the Pacheonhoe who led the raid shook his head at the advice of his adjutant.

“The six beauty goddesses are more active than I thought. Besides, if it went according to plan, I should have returned with the Windy Dragon by now, but something went wrong. And…”

The commander bit his lip at the sight of the Hidden Face Goddess and the Yorang Goddess who cut and cut the Jiangshi as if they were competing.

“Because I never imagined those bitches could be this strong. Damn! They’re so strong, why didn’t they participate in the match?!”

At Pacheonhoe, no matter how good the skills of the hidden goddess and the yorang bride were expected, they were expected to be at the peak of the stage and the beginning of the flower scene, so even if they suddenly awakened and their skills rose by 1 or 2 stages, they prepared enough power to overpower them.

However, the girls who reveal their original skills are not in the 1st or 2nd stage, but in a state of stepping on an overwhelmingly higher level.

‘The flow is about to cross. I can’t.’

“Everyone! Use the Sleeping Ring 暫爆丸!”

The commander of the Pacheonhoe finally decided to use a new drug recently made by the Association.

“You eat what we give you too!”

He swallowed the pill himself and raised his voice towards Namgung Sega.

Certainly, before the surprise attack, the warriors of Namgung Family, who received pills one by one from Pacheonhoe, began to ponder whether or not to use the medicines in their arms.

It is said that it is a pill that makes the internal energy explosively strong for about 2 hours (4 hours) and makes the internal energy unusable for a week.

However, if you think about common sense, where can you find evidence that what Pacheonhoe, which is not a reliable alliance, eats the same as what they eat?

The warriors of the Namgung Family, who could not eat recklessly because of common sense and reasonable questions.

The moment when Namgung Juhak, maddened by rage, was troubled by the last remaining reason,

“Ha!”

Hearing a familiar spirit, his head terribly turned in the direction from which the spirit was heard.

Fast!

There, despite the suspicion that he abandoned the name Namgung and killed her younger brother, his teeth clashed hard as soon as he witnessed the figure of Namgung Chungha that her father wrapped around her.

– Stupid guy! Can’t you even recognize your child’s talent even though you’ve become the head of the family!-
-You threw away the opportunity for the Namgung family to catch up with the Dokgo family!-
– Was it related to Kangi’s death? It’s not confirmed for sure, is it? My heart hurts too, but I did not recognize this talent and persecuted and drove it out, so I paid for my sins.-

Namgungje, the father of Namgung Juhak, lacked talent as a family head, but was a man who would do anything for the revival of the Namgung family.

Therefore, as soon as he saw Namgung Juhak’s talent as a head of household, when the right time came, he immediately gave up the position of head of the household without regret.

The young Namgung Ju-hak received education as the head of the household and often heard of parents and children fighting because others were crazy for power.

However, I witnessed how Namgung Je scolded herself and tried her best to somehow win the heart of her Namgung Chung Ha.

In other words, Namgung Cheongha’s power is needed to develop the Namgung family rather than himself.

‘A year of dirtying the martial arts of the family and learning the martial arts of other clans!’

However, the idea of ​​Namgung Juhak was too typical of the current Moorim people to accept it.

Family (or clan) is the best.
Learning other martial arts besides that is an acceptable betrayal even if you cut off the desperate.
Martial arts is not something that can be tinkered with.

On top of that, he’s a bit impatient, but they grew up eating together, and he’s somehow related to the death of his only trusted younger brother.

Pounding-!

Jealousy, anger, hatred.

It was not an emotion to show toward her daughter, but the male palace crane, caught in her mind, drew her sword as soon as he saw her and rushed at her.

“Khaaaaa!”
“!!”

Baek Cheong-ha defended reflexively when the sword came out with a familiar spirit and strong intent to kill.

Kaaang!

Although her face was covered with her mask, she instinctively suspected that the other person was Namgung Zhu Crane as she witnessed a familiar part through the top of her nose.

“Whoop! Whoop!”
“Ah…Father…Sama…?”

The reason why I doubted it, not certainty, was because I was emitting a murderous intent that seemed to kill the opponent with only my eyes, along with the sound of rough breathing.

No matter how much you hate it, you are your own child.
And this is a life that parents should not show their children.

“Dirty bitch who stained the family! Die! Die!!”

Kang! Kang! Caang!

Namgungjuhak generously poured out the power of his inner strength, which was further strengthened by the influence of Jampoghwan.

“Now… Sleep…!”
“Why! Why do I have to forgive you bitch! Why did you choose your father!!”

She concentrated on defending her while being suppressed by the murderous death of the white-blue male gong Zhu Crane, but the male gong Zhu Crak, whether he knew or not, struck her sword in a frenzy until her eyes turned red.

“Namgung’s sword is the strongest! It is a swordsmanship with the spirit and soul of the ancestors! I will never admit it! I will never tolerate the 4-year scheme that pollutes Namgung’s soul!!”
“…”

Baek Cheong-ha sighed inwardly after hearing the thoughts of Namgung Ju-hak, who was venting all her anger by her heart.

‘Father’s limit was this far…’

Being influenced by Jincheon’s values ​​as she went with her, she came to realize that if her progress was delayed, she would be left out of the world.

As proof, did not the Dokgo family, who have constantly developed martial arts, create a monster called Dokgo Yakran?

“It’s wrong, father! If it’s really for Sega! If it’s for the sake of the spirit and soul of our ancestors, don’t stop there and develop further!”
“Shut up! You’re a prostitute with her crotch open to a vulgar man!”
“!!”
“I will kill you on the spot and wipe out the existence called Namgungcheongha! A being like you shouldn’t exist in the Namgung family!”

Baek Cheong-ha, who heard the verbal abuse from her father, instantly became devastated.

I thought it was because I had to show my stance externally as the head of the family of the Namgung family, even if I was treated harshly with words.

Still, since they were a family, I wondered if they were thinking differently inside, but I was shocked to see my father spit out so violently that I could feel hatred and resentment.

However, now she is still timid, but her assertiveness has become strong enough that she can speak up.

“If you go that far… I won’t look at my father any more!”
“Would you like to see it? Don’t be ridiculous! Seeing that you’re opening your crotch against the god of fortune, aren’t you mistaking yourself for being a great person!”

For Namgung Juhak, the existence of Namgung Cheongha was only that much.

Baek Cheong-ha, who was genuinely angry at her father’s true intentions, deliberately evaded behind her, and Namgung Ju-Hak, who had her anger at Jin-Chun and Baek Cheong-Ha, followed her, leaving a gap in the center created by the Northern Heavenly Palace’s warriors defending against the pincer attack. Moved to

Chun Hye-woon, who had a wide view of the battle, blocked the gap instead.

Cheon Hye-woon sent a strong look at Baek Cheong-ha, and bowed her head slightly in gratitude for Baek Cheong-ha.

“Jincheon-nim is behind me.”

Once she spread her distance, she blocked the barracks where Jincheon looked after the wounded.

“If you go straight ahead, you can meet Jincheon-nim at once.”

Whoo!

“If you beat me.”
“Huh…Huh…Hhhhh!”

Namgung Juhak burst into madness at the sight of her daughter saying that she would fight him 1:1.

“Really, you’re crazy! I’m a swordsman who’s mastered the Changgung Wuaegeombeop to the extreme before being the family head of the Namgung family! How dare you stop me like that!?”
“And that extreme swordsmanship was mercilessly broken by Jincheon-nim.”
“!!”

Baek Cheong-ha, who learned where to stab the opponent thanks to Jin-cheon, couldn’t touch Namgung Zhu-hak’s wrath and pulled it out.

As evidence of that, his face was distorted so that it could be seen through the mask, and the white area of ​​his eyes was stained even more red.

Namgung Juhak, who had been selected for Yeokrin, swung his sword using the power that surged from his entire body because he couldn’t overflow thanks to the sleep ring.

“This is the Changgung Muaegeombeop!”

Shish shush shush!

Numerous sword strikes that were so dazzling that it hurt the eyes.
Even so, a heavy energy that suppresses the opponent’s momentum.

Kakakakakang!

“Oops!”

Every time Baek Cheong-ha parried Namgung Zhu-hak’s sword attack, he felt as if energy was pressuring his body.

“Die! Shame on the Namgung family!”

With the power of Jampokhwan, the power of internal air is overwhelmingly superior to Namgung Juhak.

Baek Cheong-ha, who felt the difference in strength with his body, was convinced that he could not win in a power struggle, adding to his physical ability.

‘Then, the difference in swordsmanship will determine the match!’

Jincheon, who had been performing a dance with Namgung Zhuhak, deliberately endured the inconvenience for herself.

I thought the day would come to repay the favor of that day, but I never thought it would be this fast.

“Ha!”

Cacan! Phichit!

Baek Cheong-ha attacked from the defense and cut off the sword of Namgung Juhak, making a fine wound on his wrist with the tip of the sword.

“Hmm!?”

Namgung Zhu Crane, who reflexively avoided her blade and minimized her wounds, frowned at the fact that she pierced her own sword and succeeded in her attack.