Chapter 258 – 258. The Underworld

The dragon is inherently asexual.
What would happen if individuals at the top of the food chain without natural enemies ate each other sexually and increased the number of individuals?

That would be an ecosystem disruptor.

I don’t know if that’s why, but dragons can’t reproduce.
Of course, the useless penis had long since degenerated and disappeared, and the dragons didn’t care too much.

However, the higher the dragon, the more personification is possible. Isn’t that why Hwaryong Jin-in took the form of a human and came down from the fairy world to raise her daughter-in-law?
Like her, the yellow dragon was anthropomorphic, albeit for a different reason.

It is also said that the kidney is super tall like a mountain soldier, and has a sucker and a beetle that are as good as Na Ye-rin.

This wasn’t just the yellow dragon’s fault.

When he or she saw Baekwoon’s party who came to attack her, she judged that women were not the strongest among them, but the fact that the proportion of masters was overwhelmingly higher.

Huanglong, who had a personality close to that of a male, was completely transformed into a female.

Because of that, Huang Ryong, of course, was revealing his naked body without wearing anything.
While pursuing her, her only son saw her out-of-standard breasts, huge breasts, causing her blood pressure to rise and her nose to bleed.

“You crazy bastard! Are you in heat after seeing the body of the enemy who blew off one of your father’s arms?”
“Damn it. Say that after wearing something!
“Give me time to get dressed?!”

It was fortunate that Dok-go-jin passed out when he saw Dok-goja spreading his sword while bleeding from his nose, so he couldn’t see the current situation.

If you only look at the outside, it’s because he looks like a changer who sees a naked woman and pursues her nosebleeds while practicing the family swordsmanship.

‘Because it’s an alternate body, the body is heavy. It will be hard to escape.’

Even if he tried to run away from the descendant of the enemy, who had a face he did not want to deal with, Huanglong, who was the top of the food chain with only his own ability and talent, did not have the talent to outwit a single person who used the method of renewal.

The yellow dragon turns around and clenches his fist.

Golden scales that cover the skin. A thunderbolt flows over Yongrin again and an electrical discharge occurs.

Paperweight!

Its power could not be ignored as it was the clone prepared by Huanglong. Dokgoja, frowning, calmly unleashes the old sword battle.

Kang! Kang! Kang!

Swords and fists collide.

Knives and fists moving in normally incomprehensible paths collide one after another. The attacks, moving without rest, were fierce enough to take each other’s lives at the slightest opening.
Even if it was a double body, it covered the dragon’s dragon on its tail, so Dokgoja’s sword couldn’t pierce its hardness.

It is said that he is a yellow dragon with no special martial arts or group, but he aimed for gaps that were basically unstoppable like a poisonous sword.

Although it collided with Dokgogugeom and kept getting blocked.

No, in this case…

‘I’m sure. The Dokgogu Sword wasn’t completed with the help of the Hwangryongshin Gong.’

I am confident in his eyes as he directly competes with the yellow dragon.

‘It was the beginning of Dokgogu Sword that was made by imitating the movement of the Yellow Dragon.’

From the beginning, he imitated the movements of the Yellow Dragon to weave the sword path, so to complete this bizarre use of the body, the Yellow Dragon Divine Art was essential.

When Seonjo obtained the Golden Dragon Divine Gong, the Yellow Dragon, who no longer needed it, immediately betrayed it, sealed it, and exiled it to the spirit realm.

Kwaaaaak.

It puts more power in your hands.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand the way of thinking of my ancestors, and I felt ashamed of the fact that such a person was my ancestor.

I looked at the yellow dragon in front of me.

From blond hair reminiscent of a reed field illuminated by the sunset to antlers reminiscent of a deer. Below that, scales sprouted all over the body, but rather added to the mysterious charm, and the curve of the golden ratio starting with huge breasts swaying below it excites oneself and raises blood pressure.

Jureuk.

Looking at his chest, he coolly turned his thoughts even as another stream of nosebleeds quickly flowed out.

She said that what she suffered was something she must sympathize with and that she herself must apologize as her descendant. However, to himself, Hwang Ryong is the enemy of his parents who cut off the arm of his father, Dokgo Jin.
With the mindset that at least one arm should be taken even if one were to forgive, Dokgoja opened the Dokgogu sword.

His family’s sword, which he had trained all his life, was no match against the Yellow Dragon, whose physical ability was clearly superior to his own.

However, as her time elapsed, he could see that she was chasing him as she grew terrifyingly.

“As expected, youkai. You’re crazy.”
“Crazy is you, who bleeds his nose at the sight of his enemies!”
“No, that’s not what it meant…”

The fortifications that had been built up over twenty years seemed poised to catch up after half a fight with the humanized Yellow Dragon. He wondered if everything he had done so far had been such a meaningless struggle. Was he, after all, an ant?

‘No. Even so, I just have to walk my own way.’

To be honest, Dokgoja judged that he was in the middle to upper middle rank among the latter ranks in this midfield in terms of talent. It was because, starting with Baekwoon right away, most of his lovers were masters who had reached the Hyeon-gyeong or Hwa-gyeong while being late exponents like himself.

He himself was a Hwagyeong, but he thought that he had barely achieved it by receiving support as the son of the Murim lord.
Dokgoja considered his greatest strength to be hard work, not talent.

And hard work never betrays. Even though the rewards that fall depending on talent can vary greatly, it was said that there is something to be gained in the end.
Even if his own efforts were caught by the Yellow Dragon, he was full of thoughts of winning against the Yellow Dragon for now.

He realized the union of the new swords, which he thought would not be possible to realize with his own understanding.
After being taught by Baekun, he succeeded in building a Geumgang Buddha with just one poisonous weapon.

As he overcame one by one the things he thought would be impossible, Dokgoja thought that nothing was impossible anymore. Of course, there will be more things you won’t do and more things you will fail at.
However, Dokgoja already realized that there was no reason to give up.

He lowered his head to avoid the Yellow Dragon’s punches, and floated his body in the air and turned it horizontally to avoid the kick aimed at the knee.
After lightly dodging an irregular attack that could only have been avoided by blocking it with a sword just before, he extended his sword.

Caang!

“Quit!”

The yellow dragon, who crossed his arms to block it, floated and was pushed back a few steps. In order not to miss that opportunity, as soon as he landed on the floor, he jumped up with the power of his ankles and swung his sword again.

It was the same for both sides that there was no retreat, but if you have to argue, Dokgoja was on the defensive and Hwangryong was on the offensive.

However, now the tide has turned.

‘My body moves according to my will. No, to be exact, it feels like my instincts and thoughts are united.’

Before reason can make judgments and give orders to the body, the body moves as if responding on its own.

The insight to seize opportunities, the way you move your muscles, and the myriad possibilities drawn by the sword. All of this develops little by little.

Like a son who admires and admires Dokgo-jin, it was similar to that of Maeng-ju, but slightly different from him.
Dokgoja’s own individuality was spreading.

Dokgoja, who overcame the teachings he had received from Baekwoon and made a great achievement in Geumgang Buddha, realized that he had not been able to digest everything due to his lack of intelligence and musculature, and began to learn martial arts. Like a waterway overflowing from beyond a collapsed embankment, realization strikes all over the body.

He doesn’t know forever, but Baekwoon not only passed on the Geumgang Cheongoegong at that time, but also hit him delicately so that he could reproduce the movement of Dokgoja he saw in the future before returning to the maximum.

And just as his efforts are shining now, his body movements are gradually becoming more delicate and refined to the extent that it is hard to believe that he is a hwagyeong.

Adjustment of relaxation and contraction is adjusted in real time, and the optimal or best movement is performed according to the situation, little by little… He drives away the Yellow Dragon little by little and puts his whole under his control.

If Hwagyeong opens the middle hall to complete the body, Hyeongyeong opens the top hall to unite the mind and body.
Mental enlightenment is very mysterious, so it is harder to obtain than general enlightenment. For this reason, there were not so many Hyeongyeong.

By the way, Dok-goja, who opened Sangdanjeon only with grit and made up his mind and decided what to do in the future, is now starting to peek at the extreme of Hwagyeong and beyond that, the boundary of Hyungyeong.
Hwangryong, directly facing the sword and fist, caught him with a wild sense and his face became contemplative.

“Awesome! [Stop!]”

The dragon language, which used to unfold on its own when speaking with the main body, was a powder, and now that it was humanized, she had to do everything in her power to use it, but she decided that it was not too late to use the dragon language.
Because if Dokgoja comes to the Hyeongyeong, then there is really no turning back.

But it was too late.

Uinyeomgi
– Ascetic

In the end, the upper stage is opened, and Dokgoja, who has reached the beginning of the current state by skipping the extreme, raises Uinoegi, which has resistance in any adversity or situation.
Uinoegi, who can practice his will in any situation if he has the willpower to do it, moved his body, moving his body that had stopped due to the dragon.

And, the Uinoegi showed utility beyond enabling him to move.

Dokgogu Sword, Dokgoja Style Secret
– Infinite Slash

The speed at which humans can move in an instant is limited in proportion to muscle strength.

But to put him in reverse.
It also meant that he could accomplish anything as long as he endured a proportional amount of pain because of the ascetic.

So, Dokgoja struck the sword at Huanglong’s left arm, and struck again. It wasn’t to the point of piercing the scales of the yellow dragon or belling right away, but it continued to strike. Just as small drops of water make history and pierce a rock, Dokgoja’s sword struck the Yellow Dragon’s shoulder with a ‘slash that exceeded three digits in an instant’.

It is impossible to execute an action right away without any delay, but the body that made the Geumgang Cheongoegong great made it possible, and the pain that seemed to have compressed time due to the uinogi ascetic hit the whole body, but the only one who endured with only grit was Geeko Hwangryong cut off the left arm of

Squeak.

“Kyaaaaa!!”

In an instant, his left arm is blown off, causing a fountain of blood. Hwangryong, who did not know that Yongrin would be cut down in an instant, screams and sits down in place.
The pain of having one of her arms cut off was worse than she thought, and she collapsed unbearably.

On the surface, it was a single cut, but it was compressed and hit with infinite cuts inside. In fact, it was like getting a knife on his shoulder that exceeded three digits, so the pain was natural.

Turbuck. Turbuck.

Dokgoja approaches the incapacitated Yellow Dragon.
He was also not normal due to the recoil caused by excessive use of his uinogi, but he endured with only his guts and moved to the end.

Huanglong felt so frightening to the point that it felt like a god of death holding a scythe and approaching to do a favor.

Who would do that

The one who used to be a hwagyeong climbed the hyeongyeong while fighting and blew my arm out of nowhere. An incomprehensible phenomenon that is not understood by common sense stimulated fear.
Huanglong shivered and lowered his head, feeling his heart grow cold as Dokgoja approached.

Dump.

Suddenly he sat down in front of her.

“Ruler.”

After disarming her by storing her sword in the scabbard, he said calmly.

“Now that you have paid for your father’s arm, why don’t you have a little conversation like an intelligent creature?”
“…What?”

It was clearly the eyes of a madman.