Chapter 96 – War God Festival (5)
“Start when you are ready.”
After the unnamed professor in charge of the examination, he opened the distance after speaking in a low voice. Kim Moo-gong gazed at his opponent leisurely.
Yang Chun-shik took off his coat and threw it away. The solid upper body was quite impressive.
‘It’s neater than I thought.’
Most of the martial arts of the apostles were characterized by instability. If Baekdo’s martial arts were performed along a set path of luck, the apostle did not hesitate to break through in order to become stronger. Madou went further than that and even pursued reverse heaven. Therefore, it was necessary to learn much more elaborately. Because he was too dangerous if he wasn’t sophisticated. In the end, the unsophisticated magic arts were weeded out and either disappeared or were severely sealed.
Magic and apostle. It’s the same, but what’s the difference? The apostle martial artists, to be honest, were incredibly crude. It is possible to raise the level a little faster than Baekdo Jeongpa martial arts, but rather, the further you go, the more obvious the limit.
On the other hand, the martial arts learned by Yang Chun-shik were different. Rather, it was closer to the jeonggong than the boatman.
The root of Nokrim was a band of bandits who hid in the mountains to escape the tyranny of the corrupt officials. It was impossible for a group of simple bandits to continue for hundreds of years. Most of the bandits boasted the organizational power of a grain of sand. Something needed to tie them together.
‘So that’s how it is.’
Yang Chun-sik’s martial arts were not only chauvinistic, but upright martial arts. The martial arts of Hwang Bo-se or the Hebei Paeng family came to mind.
‘It’s fun.’
It was also a pleasure for Kim Mu-gong to experience a new martial art. Unbeknownst to him, he was already deeply immersed in martial arts.
I wanted to see more. Kim Mu-gong declared with an apologetic attitude.
“I’ll give up three seconds of food.”
“I will not decline.”
Yang Chun-sik nodded his head heavily. Just looking at the atmosphere, the difference in skill was striking.
Boom – The floor of the non-stage exploded right away. Even though it was only a footstep, incontinence rushed in all directions. Yang Chun-shik, who rushed right in front of Kim Moo-gong in an instant, swung his huge ax from top to bottom. Even a first-class warrior would undoubtedly die of being cut in half the moment he faced it head-on.
A gentle smile appeared on Kim’s lips. The moment he made up his mind, the energy of the Heavenly Demon Singong rushed through his body’s bloodstream from Danjeon. In the slowed down time, Kim Moo-gong watched Yang Chun-sik’s movements one by one.
Honest attack without any alteration.
Dozens or hundreds of countermeasures flashed through Kim’s mind in an instant. It was also possible to instantly kill Yang Chun-sik while sleeping.
However, this was not a life-or-death contest. Kim Moo-gong moved one step at a time, leisurely avoiding Yang Chun-shik’s axe. It has been a long time since Touro has been thoroughly analyzed.
It was said to be the martial art of the King of Green Forest. He could certainly compete for the best place in the world if he had a great performance.
“Three seconds have passed.”
From now on, he didn’t just avoid it. A red aura formed on Kim Mu-gong’s hand. It wasn’t that deep. In line with the pottery on Yang Chun-shik’s axe, Mu-gong Kim embodies the memoir. The power of will that comes out as naturally as breathing made it possible.
Kwagwagwang-
Every time the hand and the ax collided, circular shockwaves exploded in all directions. I deliberately did not write the Heavenly Demon’s Gulimbo, which contained my will. So it doesn’t make any sense
“Keugh…! What a surprise!”
Shouting loudly, Yang Chun-sik swung his axe. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Chun-sik’s mouth, as if he had suffered an internal injury.
Nevertheless, the energy carried by Yang Chun-shik’s ax grew stronger. Like a master teaching his disciples, Kim Mu-gong lightly cheered toward him whenever he saw his flaws.
Boom- boom-
The sound of exploding shells resounded, and the stage was shattered mercilessly.
‘Can this be restored?’
A foolish thought flashed in Kim’s head. Judging from the fact that the floor cracked and flat dirt came out, he might have assumed it would be smashed in the first place. While he was thinking about that, he had already competed for more than tens of sums. At some point, Yang Chun-sik seemed to enter a trance.
‘It’s about to reach its limit.’
If I did more here, I could have seriously injured myself. It was time to finish.
Huung-
Enjoying the wind pressure of Yang Chun-shik’s axe, Mu-gong Kim stepped back lightly.
Then, with determination in his right leg, he pressed down the entire wide stage of the rain.
Yang Chun-sik’s movement stopped at the force of the Heavenly Demon’s reign. His body, which had been pushed to its limits, could not overcome the feeling of intimidation emitted by the reign of the Heavenly Demon. Kim Mu-gong leisurely moved his gaze toward the unknown professor floating in the sky.
“Winner, cadet Kim Moo-gong! You have suffered.”
An unknown professor quickly came between the two and declared. Only then did the light return to Yang Chun-sik’s cloudy eyes.
“…Thank you. You are indebted.”
Yang Chun-sik said, scratching his head with a hand like a pot lid.
“Even grace.”
“No. It was a big help. Or, if you need our guild, tell us anytime. I don’t think a person from the Heavenly Demon Religion really needs the help of our guild. Maybe you don’t know.”
“I will remember.”
“That’s it.”
With the ax slung over his shoulder, Yang Chun-sik grinned.
Great cheers erupted from far away. Warriors are the seeds who are crazy about radish regardless of love. One of their favorite things was to compete with each other. Even in a reality where there is no internal gong, if martial artists do that, it goes without saying in this world where the mystery of martial arts is alive and breathing.
Therefore, it is natural to be enthusiastic about the two who showed a good dance. Whether he belonged to the Heavenly Demon Church or not, at least at this point, it didn’t matter much.
Ordinary people, in their own way, screamed at the two’s dance, which seemed to be ‘flashy’.
Those with some knowledge only spat out admiration. In particular, the shock of the people of the Murimmaeng, who were watching Mu-gong Kim’s dance in the VIP seats, was the greatest.
“Huh… They said he was a master of the Protestant religion. Your skills are truly amazing.”
“I agree. I was wondering what you were thinking about revealing it openly, but that’s enough to reveal it.”
“Hmm, it must be that it’s not a fight against Sapa’s janitor.”
“Are your eyes knotholes? Does that man with an ax really look like a simple sapper’s janitor?”
“What?!”
In some cases, there was also an uproar.
“It’s a contract now, right?”
“You are too young to marry.”
“If you are a scientist, the burden is small.”
“Well, I don’t think Master Chen Yugang will readily accept it.”
There were a lot of people who had completely different thoughts.
The ripple effect of the result of just one fight was by no means small.
“Great job.”
As midsummer approached, Mu-gong Kim handed him water.
“Thank you.”
“The martial arts of the Green King. It was definitely fun.”
Chun Ha-yeon only nodded her head as if she was replaying the dance.
“I know. It was my first time doing proper sapa martial arts, so I was a little excited.”
“It’s my turn soon.”
Wooddeuk- Midsummer started stretching lightly.
“If there is anything wrong, let me know right away.”
“Yap. Don’t worry.”
After her stretch, Midsummer waved her hands and she stepped onto the rain stage. Her opponent is Song Young-geun of the Daeho Guild. Since she completed her training at the Shinkyo, she hadn’t seen Midsummer working hard.
“Would you like to bet how many seconds?”
Kim Mu-gong crossed his arms and asked Cheon Ha-yeon next to him.
“Good night. It looks like it will be over in one second.”
“Isn’t that too extreme?”
“Can not help it. No matter how I look at it, I can’t draw another picture.”
“But why do I think it will end in a matter of seconds?”
“Then the bet won’t work.”
“Oops, it can’t be. Let’s see It seems to be starting slowly.”
Even though it was autumn, Song Young-geun, who wore only a black short-sleeved T-shirt, had scars on his fists and forearms.
“The compatibility is not good.”
“I know. Are you a connoisseur? Won’t you watch him?”
“Maybe.”
It’s because the Cheonma Shin Gong, which Cheon Ha-yeon or Kim Mu-gong learned, has such outstanding abilities.
General martial arts did not function properly because the blood flow froze the moment they faced a minor magic attack in midsummer. It was a special effect against the enemy who had to hand-to-hand like a swordsman, rather than against an opponent who used weapons.
“Start!”
“Winner, Midsummer Cadet!”
What started and ended at the same time. Midsummer, who approached while stepping on foot in an instant, blew a small number of magic attacks over her opponent’s defense, and the opponent froze as it was and came to a standstill. It was a strange method.
As Han Yeo-reum grinned at her side of Kim Mu-gong, she proudly stuck her fingers down and made her V.
‘What kind of gyarupis is he doing?’
It’s not used in this world. Kim Moo-gong sighed inwardly and shook his hand lightly.
In a different way from the time of Kim Mu-gong’s victory, the excitement in the hall was heightened. The emergence of a new absolute powerhouse. It is an element that cannot but be admired. What’s more, she’s a pretty girl. When it comes to sports, box office success was a separate issue.
In fact, the martial arts festival was no different from sports. Because of this, the cameras filming the dance were focused on Han Yeo-reum at once. Under all kinds of spotlights, Midsummer approached Kim Moo-gong.
“Well done. But did you learn new tricks? It’s something I’ve never seen before.”
“Yes. Bingmahu directly informed me. Although the Heavenly Mountain Goddess Ball was practiced, it seems that the footsteps that the priestesses learned were still there.”
When the story of Ice Demon came up, Cheon Ha-yeon flinched for a moment.
“So you were full of confidence.”
“There is no answer anymore. Transcendence alone is shameful.”
Midsummer pursed her lips.
“You’ll be able to climb soon too? It wasn’t the midsummer I knew. When did her will become so skillful? She couldn’t even use it properly until before vacation.”
“…There is, there is such a way.”
“Kuhm.”
Chun Ha-yeon, who was listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly cleared her throat.
The raining continued. I was in a hurry to digest the non-mu competition starting from the round of 128 in a short period of time. It wasn’t just the two of them that ended the dance, because there were preparations before and after.
All of the Red Dragon Team easily passed the round of 128. Because of this, there were already people who were shocked by the power of Protestantism. Kim Moo-gong sat in the bleachers and watched the dance at a leisurely pace.
Before long, Midsummer, who had been munching on popcorn, opened her mouth.
“Dangsoso, you won.”
“I know. I knew he would come up.”
After winning the match, Dang So-so turned her head, and she glanced at Kim Mu-gong. When Mu-gong Kim stared at her with indifferent eyes, Dang So-so turned her head away.
