Chapter 187 The Quenchers

Progression of the Ascended Sword Dragon Conjuration After mastering the Blue Dragon Heart Technique to its peak, Ye Yunlang began to cultivate in earnest.
In other words, he began practicing the sword style, which consists of forward, retrograde, defensive, and final movements.
You’ve already memorized the phrases, now it’s a matter of cooking them one by one.
The key was timing.
The question is, how fast can you learn it?
Haze of the White Screening.
Ye Yunlang stood at one side of the open space, his sword of excellence upright.
A long blade in front of the chestplate.
The sword, a relic of his mentor, the Red Dragon Swordmaster Hongso, is forged of iron and emits a sharp aura.
It was a neat stance that reminded me of a kendo master.
Ye Yunlang’s gaze is currently fixed forward.
A gap of about two dozen paces.
There, you see a figure standing alone, holding a knife at an angle.
-For future lessons, I’m going to give myself a separate opponent, just like in real life.
The opponent Chul Ryu-hoon mentioned earlier was the former Kuma Mengju Gal Jung-heon.
Gulp.
Ye Yunlang swallowed dryly, his eyes filled with a strange tension.
It was inevitable.
This was because his presence was so palpable that it touched my entire body.
Gal’s attitude was admirable.
He was intimidating in his leisurely movements, a trait that the Dragon Gate Inquisitor Fahon had praised in his lifetime.
It reminded me of our first meeting years ago.
“It’s not the same as it was then.
At the time, Gal Jung Heon, who was disguised as a nameless man and went by the name of Neungpo, had hidden his true power, so he didn’t realize the intangible prayer that is now so formidable…….
“Shall we get started?”
Ye Yunlang’s eyes narrowed at Gal Zhongheon’s question.
“Yes!”
“Okay. I’m fine, so go ahead and sprinkle your gumdrops.”
Gal Zhongheon raised his saber.
Perfect footwork.
In fact, it’s a very difficult move to pull off unless you’re a very strong practitioner.
It was as if the people themselves were a single black candle.
‘It’s a real blessing to be able to train with someone like that.
Ye Yunlang, with his desire for accomplishment and competitive spirit, picked up the momentum from the bottom game.
Gal Jung-heon was also impressed.
‘He’s got a great track record.
The robustness of the I Ching as determined through Qi Gong.
The effect of mastering the Blue Dragon Profound Technique is that your Innate Level has increased by one level.
Soon, Ye Yunlang exuded a strong Qi with his Long Tian Blood.
Boom!
A new model that’s taking off.
A sword herb from the One-Sword Charge, a forward move in the Private Sword style.
Kakang!
Gal Zhongheon did not back down and returned the blade, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“That’s good.
It’s a great forward movement.
Although there’s still a lot more polishing to do.
Ye Yunlang quickly moved from side to side, following the phrases he had memorized in his head, scattering one sword herb after another in a series of forward and backward movements.
Kang-ka-kang, kang-!
A stinging crackle and a loud crackle, nonstop.
Just like that, a dozen seconds went by.
The more you do, the bigger the fireworks.
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping- ping, ping, ping-!
The atmosphere vibrates with echoes of metallic and crackling sounds.
The series of herbivore transformations were not yet smooth, but the momentum and power was not to be underestimated.
Ye Yunlang admired it again as he sowed the sword herbs.
“Not even the slightest wiggle!
I have to admit, it was an oversight.
The air gap was causing my wrist to tingle with pain every time the knife struck.
One.
I was delighted.
He is the optimal opponent for cultivating the martial arts of the Fourth Master.
You’re the one who experienced Investiture Faehorn’s swordplay earlier.
Therefore, we are helping them with the appropriate response to the characteristics of each herb.
“Thank you!
Ye Yunlang muttered to himself, and then he made a mental note of the areas that needed to be improved through the workshop.
As he rubbed his hands together, he remembered something from the past.
-Feel free to call me brother.
-type…… is……?
-It wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a younger brother in the Mado Murim, after all, I’m older.
This is a conversation I had with Fahon.
A thin smile crossed his face again, and he muttered to himself.
“Huh. Brother…… I’m finally calling you with my heart. Then I’ll repay the debt of life by growing Yun Lang. You’ll see. If he can realize the use of sword herbs with all his might like this, the dream of rebuilding the Longmu Gate won’t be far away.”
Not really.
Fit-!
The sharp sound produced by Ye Yunlang’s sword caused the robe covering Gal Zhongxuan’s left shoulder to split slightly.
The two men stood apart for a moment, catching their breath.
“That one was great.”
“You’re being flattering, it was only a one-time thing.”
“Okay, I’m going to try a little harder.”
“Ugh. That’s kind of scary.”
“Heh heh. Uh-huh.”
And with that, their swords clashed again.
Kakang-!
At the same time, on the other side of the stage, the three pillars, Gu Yangtian, Gu Yangzhi, and Gu Yangyin, were practicing various sword herbs, including zhe herbs.
The three’s swordsmanship was very different from what it used to be.
The skill with which he presented a series of concise herbivores within the chalky blackness was remarkable.
No.
Good is an understatement.
His swordsmanship had advanced to the point where he could be considered a first-rate swordsman.
Casting each sword herb in harmony.
In other words, the inherent nature of chalkblocking, where a few herbivorous connections turn into more herbivory, is on full display.
Their movements were far more fluid and free than any other swordsmanship, as they plunged down like a sheer cliff and suddenly rose up like a pinnacle, narrowed like a canyon and spread out like a forest.
As seemingly straightforward as the jagged, rugged mountains it depicts, it is a sword that can take any herbivore and bring them together in harmony…… The three Guyang brothers have finally stepped into that realm.
However, the three cutting ceremonies of the zongjiang within the white sword were still lacking.
One.
This level of improvement in such a short period of time is truly remarkable.
But the three Guyang brothers weren’t satisfied.
We all have higher goals to reach.
An example exists.
Two figures on different sides of the stage.
The elite swordsmen who represented the Four Noble Houses were the elder Baisan Swordsman Jun Yip-hwan and the head swordsman Baekseom Sword Ho.
By now, they were at the peak of their rudimentary coordination studies, where every movement that unfolded through their hands seemed as if it had always been one.
It’s the epitome of white-collar cleanliness, which is the highest value of not being tied down to types and formulas.
In particular, the harmonization of the three strokes was outstanding, as the movement of the muscles and the flow of qi were so precisely coordinated to create a powerful force.
So much so that the other person can’t tell if you’re talking about one cut or two or three.
Unless you’re an incredibly strong swordsman, it’s hard to see when you’ll even be able to counter before that herbivore combo.
By the end of the evening, Ip Hwan and Gyomukgak had mastered the last section, the gist of the music, and again today they had achieved the harmonious connection of the three sections.
After witnessing this, the three Guyang brothers were even more motivated, and they sped up their cultivation with enthusiasm, hard work, and grit.
Ip Hwan and Gyomukgak exchanged a series of ceremonial meals in a practiced manner, as did Ye Unrang and Gal Zhongheon on the other side.
Bam-ca-ga-gang-pop-boom-boom!
The loud roar is a constant reminder of its ferocity.
Then the two sword-wielding men stopped and closed the distance between them.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa…… Elder, are you okay?”
“Hook, hook…… don’t worry.”
After taking a moment to catch their breath, they soon realized they shared the same concern.
“I can feel the wall from earlier.”
“Hmm, Nobu is the same way. I feel like I’m running out of steam when I chained the cut grass.”
“Yes, you’re right. The sword’s movements are so harmonious, but there seems to be an invisible inner force that keeps bumping into something.”
Suddenly, a voice boomed into their ears.
“Well, it’s good that we both realized it on the same day.”
Before I knew it, the words of the Iron Curtain had appeared on the map.
As soon as Ik-Hwan and Kyo-Moo-Gak have a brief example, they start asking questions in competition with each other.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Do you mean it’s a natural phenomenon?”
Standing behind him, Chulryuhyeon nodded slightly.
“Yes. Both of us are now at a higher level of kung fu than our late sifu, and that’s another new barrier to overcome.”
“Ah……!”
“such…….”
While Ip Hwan and Kyo Moo Gak were making a splash, Chul Ryu Hyeon’s nonchalant voice continued.
“It’s time.”
Their eyes widened and their mouths dropped open.
“Yes?”
“The Blessing of Pain.”
Ip Hwan and Gyomu Gak shook their heads at Chul Ryu Hyeon’s short reply.
“…….”
The blessing of pain.
Is it part of your training?
But…… for some reason I don’t want to know.
Then the Iron Stream said to me.
“That means it’s time for a new lesson.”
“……!”
Their pupils dilated.
It’s even more frightening when he says it with an emotionless face.
“Well, there’s nothing like hearing someone scream like a tornado in the dark of night.”
After hearing Chul Ryu-Heon’s words, Ip-Hwan and Gyeomu-Gak were immediately horrified.
Uh-oh!
Are you suggesting that we’re both going to be screaming about something?
What an exciting time……!
No, what a stinker, that!
Chul Ryuhyeon’s gaze suddenly turned to the front door.
“That’s unexpected.”
Deng Dal-ah and Gyomu-gak also look toward the front door.
“What’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”
“Who’s visiting? I don’t detect any signs of life…….”
He caught her eye and said briefly.
“He’ll be here any minute, you and the old man.”
* * *
“Oh, is that it?”
“That’s right.”
At Qu Lan’s curious question, Xue Fei shook his head and answered.
The eyes that lingered in the distance.
What was in view was the White House checkpoint.
Quan Lan was traveling on the back of his mentor, Xue Fei, in the aftermath of an injury he had suffered a few days earlier.
Some time passes.
When he reached the front gate, he dismissed Qu Lan and gestured with his right hand.
Bang, bang, bang.
I knocked on the door, waited patiently, and heard a few people stir.
Ding, ding, ding-.
Soon, three people walk out from beyond the wide-open front door.
At the same time, Qu Lan and Xue Fei let out a surprised voice.
“ Gyaaak ! Is this hell !”
“Uh-oh, no, there are three……!”
Gu Yangtian, Gu Yangzhi, and Gu Yangyin make faces at the greeters.
What the hell, what the hell, who cares!
At that moment, Chul Ryuhyeon’s impassive voice comes from behind the three of them.
“What are you doing here?”
When he appeared, the look on his face changed.
“Ah, iron gatekeeper, that’s…… how I ended up here.”
Qu Lan, standing next to him, forgot the pain and her eyes sparkled.
“Iron Gate Master, this is the first time I’ve met you, I’m Qu Lan, I’m here to serve you, wow, I’ve only heard about you…… but you’re really cool.”
At that moment, Chulleuhyeon’s nostrils flared, and he jerked his chin at Seopyo.
“Hey, poop knifeman, have you washed yourself, because when you see a grown man, you’re supposed to be clean from head to toe.”
Immediately, the horny Sopheo exclaimed to himself.
Boom, shut up!
Damn you, you dumbass, here we go again!