Chapter 122

While Namgung-woon was dealing with the Dwarves, Bu Eun-sul was running around the battlefield with the Black Mark, sending swords flying at the scattered killer beasts in the path.
Profit!
Unlike the rote techniques of the great martial artists, Bu Eun-sul’s secret techniques were not very fast.
However, the timing of the unleashing of Bido was exquisite.
-Uh-oh!
With each swipe of his sleeve, a white light flashed, and he plunged it into the throats of the killers.
The screams of the pado-mundos and salsu burst forth with each passing snowfall.
“In a fight, it doesn’t matter how you throw a memorization. It’s about throwing it in the right place based on your surroundings.”
Bu Eun-sul threw the secret weapon, but also told Yeonsin Black Pyo the key to the secret weapon.
“Throw your memorization in time with the enemy’s movements. It’s more important to practice throwing at unpredictable times than it is to master a famous rote.”
Chara-chara!
After hearing Bisubogam’s summary, Black Mark’s memorization technique began to change.
Unlike before, the blood spears began to slice through the air, striking the bodies of the killers.
He realized that it was more effective to throw out memorization at the right time than to be a great memorizer.
“Ugh!”
Not only that, but even the missed memorization was disrupting enemy movement and helping his teammates fight.
“That’s how you do it.”
As Bu Eunseol and Black Mark moved across the battlefield, the ranks of the Padomun side were almost completely disorganized.
You’ve almost reached the end of the battle.
Window, window, window!
In the meantime, the battle between Nangyungwoon and Dwarf reached its climax.
The dwarves used not only hatchets, but also poison, memorization, and even whistling and shouting, alternating between herbs and flesh.
But it didn’t work for Namgungun. He had already gotten used to the tricks of the Mingsagok soldiers at Unga Mountain Lodge.
Flash!
At that moment, the sun in the midheaven reflected off Dwarf’s hatchet and poured into the eyes of the Southern Cloud.
“Yum.”
Nangongyun quickly turned his head, and the dwarf seized the opportunity to deploy his killing weapon.
“You’re caught!”
But at that moment, Nangong Yun, who had closed his eyes, unleashed a thunderbolt of sword herbs.
It was the Heavenly Forgetfulness, the pinnacle of the Spearbow Rainbow Sword.
“What!”
Now he realizes that the dwarf clouds are reflecting the sunlight, so he pretends to cover his eyes and shoots out his sword qi.
Pow!
The fleshy tip of the spear grazed the dwarf’s breastbone, and his floating body plummeted to the ground.
The Heaven and Earth Devil’s sword Qi had pierced through the heart vein of the beast.
“Off.”
Dwarf tries to protect his heart by pulling up his inner ball, but it’s too late.
He clutched at his chest, feeling his own breath drain from him.
“Where did this monstrosity come from…….”
The words were never spoken.
Thud.
A dwarf is hanged with its head still facing the ground.
“Ha. Ha.”
Panting heavily, Nangongyun pushed himself to his feet, using the golden sword as a cane.
This is the most intense and close to death battle I’ve ever had with a dwarf.
“In the old days, I would have been dead in ten seconds at his hands.”
Without his experience in the fierce battles at Unga Mountain Lodge, Namgungun would have been killed by the dwarves before he could unleash his sword arts.
“You picked a good person to follow.”
Nangongyun turned his head and looked at Bu Eunseol.
In the short time I’ve been following him around, I’ve seen a lot more than I’ve ever seen in my life.
“I may not know anything else, but I know people.”
Nangongyun turned his attention to Bu Eunseol, who was on the battlefield in the distance.
His expressionless face was like a grim reaper as he strode across the battlefield.
It was an excellent choice to swallow my pride and follow Buunsun.
“They!”
Watching the battlefield, Guan Dokun clenched his fists.
As time passed, the wounded and mangled corpses piled up in Padomun’s camp.
Mingsagok’s Salves have been all but decimated, with the Padawans holding out due to their overwhelming numbers.
“Hmm.”
At that moment, the masked man standing beside Guan Dokun with his arms crossed opened his mouth.
“Propose a match.”
“Competition?”
“Three for three would be good, whoever survives to the end gets to keep everything.”
“Would they let them? Things are turning in their favor.”
Then the cloaked figure laughed low and said.
“Even if they have the upper hand, they still outnumber us by more than two to one. If we fight to the end, it’s a lose-lose proposition. No winners, no losers, just annihilation of the entire army.”
Guan Dokun nodded his head slightly.
Certainly, at this rate, even if Qin Tianmen is victorious, there won’t be more than three quarters of his disciples left.
“Okay, I’ll do that.”
Nodding his head in admiration, Guan Dokun stepped to the front of the line and shouted, “I’m here.
“Everyone stop!”
When the Padawans stopped moving, he broke ranks and slowly walked out to where Qin Tianmen’s disciples were.
“This is going to be a bad idea!”
“Guandogun.”
Just then, the line on Qin Tianmen’s side opened, and an old man with finely combed white hair walked through.
The museum was closed to treat injuries.
“You’ve been trespassing in our garden for a decade, and now you’ve come in without a word.”
He glared at Guan Dokun with a wistful expression.
“Why did they do this?”
“A place where the weak are hunted and eaten by the strong. I just wanted to invoke the power of the text.”
In response to the shameless Guan Dokun’s answer, Wang Yinhua asked.
“So, now that things are like this, you’re backing off?”
“You’re welcome.”
Guandog glanced around, baring his fangs.
“Three against three, let’s see who wins.”
“Three on three?”
“Yes. Each side will select three masters, and the last one standing will be the winner.”
He glanced at Guo Tian, who was standing beside Wang Yinhua, and spoke again.
“Let’s fight to the death and decide who wins.”
It’s a shameless plug.
But neither Guo Tian nor Qin Tianmen’s disciples booed.
I actually commend him for having a good read on the market and making these suggestions.
The damage was done on both sides.
“Mmm.”
Wang Yinhua also let out a dull sigh.
If they kept fighting, victory was assured.
The Nine Swords were the Nine Swords, but the Nangyin Army that Wenguang had brought with him had overwhelmed them.
But if that were to happen, Qin Tianmen’s disciples would be left with only three branches.
“Indeed. Your skill with the abacus is extraordinary.”
If you win a battle and most of your disciples die, it’s more of a defeat than a victory.
In the end, Wang Yinhua sighed and nodded.
“Very well. We’ll make it a three-way tie, with the winner walking away from the ship.”
“Good thinking.”
After the agreement was finalized, Wang Yinhua and the three great masters met.
At a time when the Moon Master Wang Yinhua had not yet recovered, Qin Tianmen’s greatest strength was in its heavenly and earthly flyers and flyer masters.
However, both the Heavenly Sword Master Guo Tian and Earth Sword Master Zhu Yun Tian have been injured in the fierce battle.
The only one who remained unharmed was the sword master, Wen Guang.
“Moon Danju, I think you should start.”
At Wang Yinhua’s words, Yin Guang clasped his hands together.
“I’m going to win all three games.”
Calling out curiously, Wen Guang walked over to the large space between the two factions and drew his sword.
“Come on, anyone!”
Then a man with a misshapen sword as sharp as a saw blade walked out of Fadomun’s camp.
He was a division owner of Padomun.
“…….”
There was no need for the usual brief greeting or flag-raising ceremony.
Wen Guang and Song Nanchuan glared at each other and immediately began to spread out the flesh.
Bam!
Sparks flew as sword and dao tangled in thin air.
Wenguang’s sword methods were as majestic as the mountains, and his dao methods were as venomous and cruel as vipers.
In terms of martial arts, Qin Nanchuan’s methods were more dominant, but Wen Guang was more experienced and could improvise.
Chara chara chara!
But after forty seconds, the difference in skill was clear.
“Die!”
Finding a loophole in Wen Guang’s sword technique, Qin Nan Tian’s deformed sword stabbed him in the armpit.
The seconds were so exquisite that Wen Guang couldn’t avoid them.
“You can die, but you can’t lose.
Wen Guang didn’t dodge the stabbing misshapen sword, instead, he moved forward and stabbed near Song Nan Tian’s chest.
Fuuk.
With an unpleasant sound, the Deformity Sword of Gong Nan Tian stabbed deeply into Wen Guang’s lungs, and Wen Guang’s sword stabbed deeply into Gong Nan Tian’s shoulder, near his shoulder blade.
Push!
As the weapons they had embedded in each other’s bodies fell, bloodied, the two staggered back as they had promised.
“Lost.”
Wen Guang threw down his sword and smiled with satisfaction.
He can’t consider himself victorious, but he’s been stabbed deeply in the heart, and he won’t be able to play in the next game.
“Sorry, sir. My lord.”
When Wenguang stumbled back, Wang Yinhua quickly helped him up.
“Nice work. Hey! Quickly stir up the doorstops…….”
“That’s fine.”
Wenguang leaned against the tree beside him, checking the blood points on his chest.
“If I need medical treatment, I’ll get it here.”
“Mmm.”
Wang Yinhua couldn’t help but nod when she saw the determination in Wen Guang’s eyes.
“Okay. I’ll take care of the rest.”
And Wang Inhua stepped forward.
I have always refrained from using martial arts because of my inability to heal deep internal wounds.
But when Qin Tianmen’s life was on the line, he stepped forward, even at the risk of death.
“Hoo hoo hoo. Mr. Moonju is already on his way?”
Wang Yinhua stepped forward, and Guo Dokun smiled sinisterly.
“I don’t know if I’m better.”
In response to his provocation, Wang Yinhua nodded with a dour expression.
“Why don’t you check it out for yourself?”
According to Kang Ho’s moral, it was only right that the leader of the other side should step forward.
But Guo Dokun shook his head with a sinister smile.
“Maybe it’s not my time yet. Dao Danju!”
He wants to send out his minions to humiliate Wang Yinhua.
“Wait.”
Suddenly, however, the masked man stopped him and pointed to a servant standing at his side.
“Mingyin. You shall leave.”
“I see.”
Guan Dokun gave him a puzzled look.
Up until this point, Su Hua hadn’t spoken a word, and hadn’t even participated in battle, merely standing by the side of the masked man.
And all of a sudden you’re in this important fight?
“But he’s…….”
“Your numbers can’t beat Qin Tian Wenzhou.”
At the masked man’s words, Guo Dokun looked puzzled.
“Wang Yinhua, the author has suffered from internal injuries for a long time. No matter how talented you are, you can’t…….”
“Wang Yinhua’s inner image is that of a man who wore a rising exterior.”
“Rising……?”
The guards were skeptical, but so far the masked man hadn’t been wrong about anything.
He’s even a master at getting in and out of the paddock, so he must have a plan.
“I see.”
Guan Dokun nodded, and the master slowly stepped forward.
He looks like he’s just gotten past the terms, but there’s a fire in his eyes.
Wang Yinhua realized that the master in front of him was not to be underestimated, so he held out his hand with a cautious expression.
“Come on.”
The master spoke without a word.
The blow was so fast that Wang Yinhua involuntarily turned his body to the side.
As the power of the world passed over his shoulder, Wang Yinhua drew his sword to strike back.
But the master who followed was faster.
“Mmm.”
Inevitably, Wang Yinhua had no choice but to take another stand.
Papapapak. Whirr.
Wang Yin Hua tries to draw his sword, while the master performs a series of kung fu techniques.
“Nobu’s mistake.
Wang Yinhua bit her lip.
Not only was the master’s swordplay extremely swift, but he also preempted the defense, as if he knew the sword path he was about to unleash.
By the end of the forty seconds, they’re outnumbered, let alone fighting back.
“Mmm.”
Wang Yinhua grew impatient.
At this point, you’re not going to win in a hundred seconds, but you’re going to have to keep dodging.
“What’s there to hide anymore?
Wang Yinhua pushed the ball hard.
Then his head shot up into the sky, and powerful seismic waves shot out in all directions.