Chapter 63 – Laughter of Martial Arts
A seal flying into the sky.
Seong-il, hiding in the shadows, unknowingly ran to the seal, picked up the seal, and shouted out loud!
“It’s an assault!!!!!”
After Seong-il shouted, he frantically ran away with the seal.
“This guy!!”
Hyeonmu Dangju runs madly towards such a sacred day.
“Where!”
Hyemyeong turned her back to Hyeonmu Dangju, who was running towards her holy day, and put her inner energy on her fingers and fired her jobeop (爪法).
Hyeonmu’s hand flies fiercely behind Dangju’s back. However. Next to Hyemyeong, the demonic cult began to cut his sword fiercely.
“Hye Myung! Avoid!”
Hearing the urgent voice of the executioner, Hyemyeong unfolds the tagon and rolls over her body to avoid the knife.
However, Hyemyeong did not lose her concentration until the end even at the moment of rolling in the air and slapped Hyunmu Dangju’s thighs with her fingers.
“Keuugh! This fucking middle man!”
“Shiju! Run!!”
Hyeonmu Dangju, who was hit by Hyemyeong’s law, and the flesh of her thigh fell off and her blood dripped.
However, he gritted his teeth and rushed at Seong-il, performing ceremonial maneuvers with a limp step.
‘What the fuck!!’
When Hyeonmu Dangju approached him with a demon-like expression, Seongil started running away frantically, his complexion turning blue.
‘I should have just asked him to teach me how to renew himself!’
Seong-il runs to his death, suppressing the regret that comes later.
Fortunately, thanks to Eunwol and Saekma, who learned how to use internal energy, Seongil’s physical strength was already at a level that transcended that of humans. Because of that, Seong-il was able to escape without being caught by Hyeonmu Dang-ju, who was performing an awkward ceremonial maneuver after suffering a wound to his leg.
‘I’m catching up!’
However, Seong-il, who runs without much skill, and Hyeonmu-dang-ju, although injured, perform high-level skiing. Due to the difference in level between the two, the gap gradually began to narrow.
“Enemy! It’s an ambush!!”
Seong-il ran away screaming madly for a long time, but strangely, no support came.
‘What the hell! Why is no one coming to help?’
Seong-il felt something strange. However, to avoid his immediate danger, he stopped thinking and started running to his death.
‘If I keep going like this, I’ll end up getting caught!’
After thinking so, Seong-il glances back.
‘Is there only one pursuer? If that’s the case…’
A plan flashed through Seong-il’s mind like lightning.
To carry out the plan, Seong-il gritted his teeth and ran into the closed gym where he practiced martial arts with the leader for several days.
After running into the gymnasium, Seongil quickly throws the object in her arms into the shade of the gymnasium.
After that, Seongil moved himself to a corner of the gymnasium and waited for Hyeonmu Dangju.
“Oh no. The rat is cornered. What to do with it?”
‘Why is that young bastard like that?’
His face was flushed red, the whites of his eyes red, his muscles often swollen, sunken, etc. Hyeonmu-dangju transformed into a half-monster-like appearance.
‘Why is the blood color…? Blood seems to be boiling, but blood ties…? No… Is this too speculative?’
Hyeonmu Dang-ju slowly approaches Seong-il, who has many worries in a short time, bleeding from his thigh. Seong-il shouted at him.
“Don’t come! Damn you bloody bastard!”
“?!”
Hyeonmu Dangju flinched at the word ‘blood bridge’ that suddenly came out of Seongil’s mouth. However, he soon controlled his expression and shouted at Seong-il.
“How dare you say such a thing to a member of Cheonma Holy Church!”
However, Seong-il didn’t miss the fact that Hyeonmu Dangju was shaken by his casually thrown words, and continued to push.”
“What is the Heavenly Demon Holy Church? Did you think I wouldn’t know that you were a subordinate of the Blood Demon disguised as the Demonic Cult’s General Protection Law?”
Hyeonmu-dangju looks genuinely astonished at Seong-il’s words. How shocked he was, unlike before, he couldn’t even manage his expression and answered Seong-il.
“Go.. How dare you do such a foolish thing..!”
‘Uh? This kid was confused Doesn’t it look really good?!’
Seong-il, who thought so, started pouring secret secrets at him with a mind that he didn’t know.
“Hmph! The true organization you belong to is the successor to the Blood Religion, which was destroyed by the Murim Federation 20 years ago during the Great Bloodslaughter, right?
When the blood religion was destroyed, the blood demon used the power of the blood god to spread spells, rob the body of the demon guardian, and then escape with the dead demon leader’s only blood, right? Did you think we wouldn’t know that?”
“…”
When Seong-il told the secret story of the past so accurately, Hyeonmu Dang-ju stopped approaching and spoke to Seong-il with a hard expression on his face.
“You bastard… How the hell do you know that?”
‘Okay, it works!’
Seong-il divulges the secrets he knows in order to pass the time.
“Hmph. Why? Did you think you could hide forever?
Starting with the total number law. You guys are pretending to be faithful servants of the Demonic Cult’s minor master you saved when you were young in order to devour the Demonic Cult from the inside out, and you’re creating a new Blood Religion in the form of taking control of the Demonic Cult little by little from within, right?
In addition, to make it easy to control the young master, after brainwashing him using the Great Law of Blood Marriage since childhood, he made him a puppet.
Tell me anything else The Demonic Cult’s minor master is her heavenly voice, and after using her to improve her martial arts, you should offer her as a sacrifice to her blood god, right?
Now that I think I’ve developed some strength, I crawled out like this. Am I wrong?”
Hyeonmu-dangju quietly glares at Seong-il with a cold expression. He opened his mouth and called the holy day.
“Heh heh.. I thought I had thoroughly hidden it for 20 years. How can a kid who looks like he’s only in contracts know those secret secrets?”
‘Uh…? Has your voice changed at all?’
Seong-il is taken aback by the change in his voice and the sudden change in the title ‘Bonjwa’. Seeing such a holy day, Dangju Hyeonmu continued.
“Ha.. Lately everything I’ve been doing has demons. Isn’t the little school master going missing…”
“How could I have tried to control the mind of one of the heads of the clan with the Great Law of Blood Marriage and steal the seal, but of course I was blocked by a young kid. That kid knows all of my secrets and plans…?”
Having said that, he said with a vicious aura emanating from his body.
“So I’ll ask you, kid. What are you?”
“…”
“Answer me. Then I will kill you painlessly.”
You can hear the sound of boiling water from your body, and steam gushing out of the Hyeonmu Dangju.
‘What..? Does it make my blood boil?’
“Aren’t you going to answer me? Well… If so. I’ll let you spit out the answer you want.”
Hyeonmu-dangju approaches Seong-il with a terrifying life. Seeing him like that, he threw the seal toward the wall and said,
“Shouldn’t you take that seal and run away while it’s time to bother me?”
“It’s already late.”
“?!”
“It’s been a long time since you’ve been making noise all over the neighborhood, and it’s been a long time since the warriors of the Moorim League have spread around here.
“…!”
“Using the precious blood essence bestowed by the blood god, I made an unconventional campaign and succeeded in infiltrating it without any hesitation… I had to blow up such an opportunity thanks to you, so shouldn’t I pay the price? “
“…?”
“So I’m going to tell you. How did you know the truth? And who knows more. Then I’ll kill you gracefully.”
‘Blood marriage…? Unmarried?’
Seong-il could roughly understand why there was no support at all even though he had been yelling.
‘Is it Seongdonggyukseo (聲東擊西)? Sending the main force to set fire and pretending to invade, attracting the main force of the Murimmaeng to the outside to weaken the defense, and then stealing the seal using the number of people who have mentally controlled it in advance..? It’s a bonus to use Unhonjin to block the defensive reinforcements.’
Seong-il, who roughly grasped the situation, spoke to him.
“So? So you’re saying there’s only you and me around here?”
“Well… It can be said that it is about halfway. As time goes by, the range is decreasing, but since the unmarried camp is spreading around me.”
“I see. Okay, I’ll answer you. Instead, you admit that what I said is true…?”
Haha. Then you didn’t even know it was true, did you just spit it out?”
Seongil shook his head to such a Hyeonmu Dangju and replied.
“No. I know exactly. But it means something else other than letting the person directly hear it.”
“Listen? Not listen? Did you get confused when it was time to die? It will be fixed in a few hits, so don’t worry.”
Saying so, Hyunmu Dangju started to leave for Seongil.
The current shaman’s burial method, with his hands dyed red and emitting steam, stretched out at terrifying speed.
Frightened by his bloody appearance, Seong-il almost peed, but gnashed his teeth and answered him.
“What are you talking about, you idiot. I said it right.”
“…?”
After Seongil’s words were finished, a terrifying murder and black aura began to emanate from the back of Hyeonmu Dangju.
“!”
Embarrassed by the sudden ferocious force felt from behind, Hyeonmu-dangju quickly turns around.
“It’s too late, you bastard.”
Eun-wol, who distorted his face like a demon and shouted a sword with a dark aura in his hand.
Embarrassed by the vicious and chauvinistic spirit, the current shaman radiated red energy from his body, wrapped it around his arm, and prevented her burial.
Blah blah!
‘What?’
A grotesque noise that could not be believed to be the sound of a blow with a palm.
“Quaaaaagh!!”
Hyeonmu Dangju blocked Eunwol’s jangbeop and chauvinistic energy with both hands.
However, his arms and red aura could not block her jangbeop at all, and they were crushed and pierced helplessly.
“Turn it off..”
Hyeonmu Dangju coughs up blood and groans while on his knees.
The arm and chest of Hyunmu-dangju, who was hit directly by the recommendation, rotted black in an instant and gave off a stench.
“Even though I already knew the truth from Young master, does it feel new to me to hear it myself?”
Eun-wol walks slowly while talking to Hyeonmu Dang-joo with his face distorted like an evil spirit.
There was still a vicious black aura flowing through her hands, and when she, clad in that aura, approached her Seongil and the current shamanism, Seongil instinctively felt extreme fear.
‘That… That’s the power of the Black Slaughter Magic Field!
Ignoring Seongil, who was frozen in fear, Eunwol said to Hyeonmu Dangju.
“You bastard. Are you a member of the Total Protection Act? Where is that bastard?”
Hyeonmu-dangju answers her words with a big smile.
“No! Who is this! Aren’t you our young schoolmaster? By the way, after 20 years of service, you don’t recognize this old woman! Are you sad?”
“…Are you this bastard?”
“Khahaha… I was worried that you disappeared from Laughter Temple. But I’ll see you here again. Sophomore.”
The body is a hyeonmu-dangju that opens its mouth while pouring all the blood from all the cavities of the body. No gun laws.
“This is Won… If I had known that the Sogyo Master was here, I would have brought my body and came here myself. The sacrifice of the lost blood sacrifice is here. Heh heh…”
“This fucking bastard…”
“Khehehe… If I had brought my own body instead of possessing someone else’s body through the Great Law of Blood Marriage, I would have made the young master a puppet and used it well… This is really embarrassing.”
In the end, Eun-wol, who exploded at the sarcasm of the General Protection Act, once again performed a black magic trick and blew his head off, then said to Seong-il.
“Whoa… Whoa… Gongja-nim, are you okay?”
“Huh? Uh…”
However, Seong-il could feel that something strange began to change around him after the death of the General Protection Act.
“I thought this… The magic will be released?”
“!!”
Normally, Seong-il would have just passed it off thinking it was a bit strange, but through the realization of the Total Protection Act, Seong-il had already figured out that the entire area was occupied by unmarried camps.
Because of that, I could instinctively feel that this strange feeling was caused by Mihonjin’s disgrace.
“Inventory!”
Seong-il quickly opens the inventory, picks up the seal again, and hides it. After recovering the black ball that had been dropped nearby, Seong-il asked Eun-wol a question.
“Eunwol! Can you subdue me so that I can pass out within half an angle?”
“…Why?”
“No time to explain! Possible? Impossible?”
“It’s possible if you control the blood.”
Seong-il hurriedly spoke at her words.
“Then subdue the blood right now! Quickly!”
Eun-wol was puzzled by his words, but without a word, she began to subdue him by pressing his blood.
“It’s done.”
After her words, Seong-il’s body felt heavy. He desperately held his body on the verge of collapsing and reaped the silver moon with the ball he retrieved.
After that, hide the ball in the inventory, and recite the starter word again to close the inventory. Seong-il passed out naturally.
