Chapter 188 Shameful

Chapter 188 Shameful

“large…….”
A man in his forties, his back buried in a black chair, drooling.
His eyes narrowed in thought, and he was none other than Doyun, the deputy head of the bankruptcy department.
“Shame on you.
I try not to think about it, but it keeps coming back to me.
I’ll never forget the day I shared my hand with an iron streamer…….
-This body should tell me. The untouchability of nothingness.
I was embarrassed.
His rant at the time.
Until he met her face-to-face, he thought he was just a thundering beetle who had taken a seat at the Honam Five Day Festival and had provoked her without fear.
Even if you say that the Black Wu Party’s Wukong Sword Tang Jia Gai and Bullfighting Sword Bae Pyeong suffered a great loss, they were only late-stage experts from the White Sword Gate, which is practically a closed door.
Do.
It was all about creating a gap, making them feel fear and remorse, and then killing them.
It was so ridiculous to see this kid trying to argue with me without even knowing the subject matter that I thought about overpowering him.
But.
Lost.
It was a complete loss with no excuses.
The price of overconfidence and complacency.
At first, I thought he was just a pushover, but after the first handshake, I realized that he was just a jerk.
That you’re a powerhouse of fictionalized force.
Suddenly, the hand stroking the stubble on his angular jaw trembles slightly.
‘I was afraid. Truly…….’
The whole process flashed through my mind like a quick flip through a picture book.
It was a first.
Against such a formidable foe.
-Note before you begin.
-See……?
-If you don’t put forth a polarizing effort from the start, you’ll lose more than you expect.
-Hoot, Moore?
-Yeah, I’m just trying to keep it to a minimum.
-Crack…… That’s funny, you’re even crazier than I thought you’d be, @RepDonaldTrump.
-Why, are you kidding me?
-The current level of the four’s defense is below expectations.
-Naturally.
-Naturally…… do?
-Because it’s way out of your league to accurately read my pore level.
-Yes, let’s see if I can say that with the knife in my hand.
-I’ll give you a few days, so you’ll feel it right away.
He was so excited by the words that he fired his first shot with more than a half a dozen energy.
But it was easily thwarted.
No, a vast force that exceeded the force of five or more airs rushed in, shattering the vast aura of the sword strike.
He was also thrown backward hard.
I was out of breath as I retreated over a dozen paces.
Injuries.
A mere exchange of swords sent shivers down his spine.
I felt it right then.
The meaning of what Ironcloud said.
A premonition that if you don’t immediately deploy your full strength inner attack, you too will be defeated like Prodigal Son and Bae Pyeong.
Driven by the same sense of foreboding, he unleashed an aura powerful enough to destroy a nearby building with the deployment of a sword herb.
It was one of the last of the four ceremonies of the Sect of the Four Horsemen.
By the way.
The iron currents neutralized them with a flourish.
Then I got impatient.
Do.
From that point on, I pushed with all my might and never stopped cutting, only to be met with an even more alarming situation.
One reason for this is that the force of the countervailing iron currents rises steeply with each polarized airborne foraging event.
By the end, I was practically in a trance.
The fight was gone, and despair filled my heart.
It was an overwhelming void.
Most surprising of all, the cavity did not shrink even after being sprayed in the hand with more than zero polarized air.
It was an unstoppable force.
It was as if the divergent and convergent axial qi was instantly at work in a single breath.
I wondered if I could fight all day in that state.
The ending of the first one was disastrous.
The sword power of Samchosik’s last-minute cast by Iron Ripple was phenomenal.
Evil, evil spirit, evil path.
It was as if the power of the great mountains had borrowed the body of the Iron Currents and was rushing at me.
I said.
Also.
It was fierce.
And.
It made me realize exactly what it means to be domineering and overbearing.
One by one, the sabers of the sect master within the White Sword Crystals showed off Comrade Jing Tian’s majesty, and the last saber pierced his stomach, causing him to faint from the impact.
Cringe.
Doyun cleared his throat repeatedly as he recalled the end of the memory.
“Hmm…….”
Suddenly, my stomach lurched.
Like an unhealed black eye reacting to a memory.
Just then, a young man opened the lattice doors and stepped inside.
“Master.”
A reviewer in his mid-twenties.
He was a renowned martial artist of the Bankruptcy Sword Division and a disciple of the martial arts of Buju Doyun.
“You have come.”
Doyun sat up, straightening his back against the pain.
“Ah, take it easy. I know you’re still in a lot of pain…….”
When Bunsha gave him a worried look, Doyun gave him a faint smile.
“I’m sorry.”
“Yes?”
“It was ugly.”
“…….”
Bunsa was silent for a moment, then leaned closer.
“Reporting.”
“Okay, I’ll listen.”
“Amyeongju…… I finally figured out why the spot was changed.”
“Moore?”
“It’s the iron gateposts.”
“……!”
As Doyun’s eyes wavered, Bunsa spoke up.
“I reached out to the symbolic door the other day and they said…….”
He then told him what he had heard about the circumstances of the deaths of the master of the Simplicity Gate, the Cold-Blooded Black Literati, as well as of the late Gongzhi Gak, Gowol Gongmun, Gao Yue Gongmun, Gongzhi Jin of the Red Mark Party, and Gongzhi Zhou of the Jinmu Party.
Doyun nodded, still touching his chin.
“That must be true, he wasn’t good enough.
This shouldn’t be a surprise since you’ve already experienced its power.
“Master, and another surprise…….”
“I know. I heard it earlier, the foretold feud of the two.”
It meant the battle between the Iron Stream and the Lesser Evils.
“Ah…… what are you going to do then?”
“I don’t really want to see it.”
“…….”
“But you go.”
“What? I’m the only one……?”
“Yeah. Go and see for yourself. The true power of the Iron Stream. It’ll be a good study.”
“Hmmm…… Okay, I’ll take that to heart.”
“Okay. Now that I don’t seem to have anything else to teach you, you can go to…….”
“No, why would you say that?”
“You didn’t think I didn’t know, your hidden power.”
“……!”
“Venerable Master, the master of this body secretly transmitted all of the inner arts of the One God to…… you, not me, and closed his eyes.”
“I see.”
“I don’t begrudge you one bit. If anything, this has made me realize even more strongly that you made the right decision in your life.”
“…….”
“Sa, you are the future of this door. I will push you forward with all my might, so if you have seen and felt what they have done, you should continue to cultivate and increase your strength. So…… you can become a leading figure in writing the history of victors like the iron gatepost.”
“Do you allow…… to build a fellowship with iron gates?”
“Whatever. On that shameful day…… you said: “Although we are called Safa because we use the martial arts of the Saryu, if our demeanor is also Saryu, we will lose more in the future.”
“Yes…… that idea hasn’t changed.”
“I am a remorseful sea. Behold, he proved it, and he lost everything in the end.”
“That’s right.”
“The time has come, indeed, when sleeping dragons like that iron streamer will be on the loose. If it heralds the advent of turbulence…… then you must be one of its leaders.”
“Yes, I will definitely elevate this inquiry.”
“Yes, you can do it. I’ve already set you on the path to failure, but…… shame on you as a teacher.”
“That’s when the iron gate said.”
“Hmm?”
“You have nothing to be ashamed of in losing to me. What you should be ashamed of is that you have tormented many powerless people in the village.”
“…….”
“Is it just you, Master, or is everyone to be ashamed?”
Then Doyun flashed a bright smile.
“You’re a young man.”
“You’re too kind.”
“No, it’s not too much. You’ll make a name for yourself as a master of great martial arts and great character, I promise.”
“We will do our best to live up to your high expectations.”
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
Bunsa clasped his hands together and disappeared out the door.
Immediately after.
Doyun burrowed into his back again and closed his eyes tightly.
-Sifu, shame on you, shame on everyone.
Words to live by.
Well, he’s grown up.
Whereas…… I’ve been regressing, not growing.
He considered the power of the bankruptcy office to be all his own, ignoring and persecuting the weak.
You’re in luck.
This is where I got stuck…….
I’ve gotten a lot out of sharing my hands with Chulleukhim.
Although the inexcusable defeat tarnished his reputation, it also gave him a chance to reflect on the past and see the character of his favorite student.
When I lost to Xiao Tianyak, the seal master, I had nothing but revenge and anger to humiliate him…….
Suddenly, a voice comes to mind.
-Jericho…… You don’t need any finesse to stomp an ant to death.
‘He was a rabid man.
Those were the words of the arthropod king Sotian.
In the past, when he was about to deploy the last of the Sect’s Sectarian Bankruptcy Ceremony, he heard…….
After losing, those words hit home even harder.
This is because Xiao Tian’er never cast the famous two stanzas of the Fierce Great Flesh Sword, the first two stanzas of the Thousand Stanzas.
Doyun muttered to himself as he reflected on what had happened.
‘Hmm, this time is different. You’ll need more than finesse, if you don’t want to be an ant struggling to climb a great mountain that never ends…….’
* * *
The Oval Office in the White House.
“You must be a Moonbat.”
Chulleukhon’s blunt words startled Chapter.
“Yes?”
At this point, the narrative had explained everything that had happened.
One.
After listening to the story, Chul-ryu-hyeon suddenly reveals the identity of the culprits to be the Ilwolmagyo.
“Hey, why are you thinking that…….”
I sensed something was up.
There’s no way Chulryuhyeon would say something like that without any basis.
But, as usual, you’re met with a mute response.
“There is such a thing. I’ll teach you later.”
“Mmm.”
Xue Fei made a small noise and his eyes sunk deep into his head.
If the Black Poisoner’s identity is that of a high-ranking demon of the Moon Demon Sect, I’m also concerned about the safety of Naraehyang, who is in contact with him under a disguise.
“Where did I say I was going to look again?”
“Yes. It’s Zhongmunshan, southwest of Baizhou.”
“Got it.”
“Are you ready to go?”
“Well, given the circumstances. Right now, we’re going to have to take care of the probate guy first.”
“I’ll follow along then.”
“Why, are you worried about him?”
“Yes. Even though Lai Xiang is said to be an expert in the Jiangxi Five Elements, if the opponent is a group of vicious martial artists, there’s no telling what they’ll do. …….”
“Okay, let’s start with the formal recruitment process.”
“I see.”
Chul Ryu-hyeon immediately pulled out a piece of paper and placed it on his desk.
“Jam it underneath.”
He read the title of the paper and looked puzzled.
“Iron Moonlord, I think this is a misprint……?”
<Slave Oath
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