Chapter 142

Gu Yangcheng’s words caused Mahan to jump up and down in dismay.
“You mean you’d risk your life for him?”
“But…….”
While Gu Yangcheng hesitated, the leader, realizing they were about to retreat, beckoned to his men.
“They’re trying to get over the fence to the west. Stop him!”
Lube!
The martial artists immediately began to dizzily swing their sabers.
Their techniques were simple, but their speed and power were incredible. In the end, Gu Yang Chengzheng and Mahan missed their chance to escape and were cornered again.
“Ma Xiaoqiao. I’ll stop him, you go first!”
She gathered her wits and spun her body powerfully, shaking off the rush of tension.
It was this discipline, the Fengsha Discipline of Twelve Swords, that established the Fengsha Sword Gate as the preeminent sword gate in Qinghai.
“Hmph.”
But the masters of the Blood Sea Demon Palace scoffed and dodged the sword method.
In any sword art, the skill and intent of the sword must match the skill required by the sword art. Otherwise, it’s just a pretty posture.
Just like the minor masters of the Seven Sword Gate, Gu Yang Chengzheng lacked the experience and skill to practice, and he was unable to grasp the sword techniques he was learning.
So, even though your form is perfect, you’re still getting pushed back because you’re not firing the right number of seconds for the situation.
Poof!
In the meantime, four cowboys were struck down by the tension in quick succession.
All that remained was Gu Yangcheng, Mahan, and Wei Jiun.
“Blue Mae!”
Mahan bellowed, realizing he’d missed his golden opportunity to get out of here.
“Damn it, it’s just the author…….”
“Sorry, masochism.”
“That’s it, let’s just hang in there and get through it!”
They gritted their teeth and persevered.
Despite not being exceptionally strong compared to the others, the three of them somehow managed to withstand the onslaught.
“Ho-ho.”
Turning on the figure, the boss smiled as if he realized something.
“Was that it.”
With a murderous grin on his face, the boss suddenly approached them.
The move was a conversion strike aimed solely at Gu Yangcheng, who stood in the center.
Kwalung!
As the lightning-like tension poured out, Mahan and Wijiun turned to shield her at their own peril.
But as if anticipating the action, the boss man’s tension curved sharply and spilled over Mahan and Wei Jiun’s backs.
It was originally intended to be a spin-off technique aimed at the backs of Mahan and Wei Jiyun, not Gu Yangcheng.
“Ouch!
Only then did they realize that they had been tricked by the boss.
Poof!
Each struck by tension in the back and side, they collapsed, bleeding.
“You’ve improvised an exquisite pass in your desire to protect her.”
The boss smirked.
He realized that Mahan and Wei Zhi had only survived this long because they had practiced their sword arts with the sole intention of protecting the purity of Guiyang.
Click!
At that moment, Gu Yangcheng swung his sword in front of the two of them.
This time, she’s doing everything in her power to protect them both.
“Hoo hoo, I don’t know the adherents of this definition.”
The boss raised the corner of his mouth.
Even if she has mastered the art of the sword, she is still a mystical girl with little experience as a powerhouse.
On the other hand, the demons of the Blood Sea Stables are flesh-eaters trained to fear and pain.
They don’t care if they get a few cuts on their limbs, they just throw themselves forward and charge.
“Uh-huh.”
Within a dozen seconds, she was stabbed once in the shoulder and once in the leg, leaving her sprawled on the ground.
“Hmph.”
The boss looked at Gu Yangcheng’s sweaty, clingy body and smiled lecherously.
“That’s a lot.”
He clicked his tongue and smirked.
“You could eat it raw and it wouldn’t taste fishy.”
“You son of a bitch! Don’t you even think of touching the blue maiden!”
The fallen Wei Jiyun cried out, and the boss smirked.
She strode over, grabbed him by the shoulders, and snapped her fingers.
“Ouch!”
Yu Ji Yun let out a pitiful scream as the man’s five fingers dug deep into her shoulder.
“You can’t shout and you can’t demand things in front of the strong.”
Looking at the screaming Wei Jiyun, the boss man whispered coldly.
“Haven’t you learned that yet?”
“Ugh.”
Yu Ji Yun swallowed the pain and cried out.
“I am the heir to the Vast Sword Gate!”
Suddenly, the boss’s eyes turned into venomous snakes.
Seeing this, Wei Jiyun immediately shut his mouth. He felt that if he said anything unpleasant, he would immediately be slapped on the head.
“Successor?”
The boss smiled contemptuously at Wei Jiyun and the fallen youths.
“Boys, you should have practiced martial arts between these meetings like it was something.”
At those words, a small shudder ran through the young men. It was not a tremor of fear, but of bitter regret.
He was right, I should have spent at least one more day practicing martial arts before I spent all that money to groom myself for a meeting like this.
The masters of the Blood Sea Magic are strong, but not unbeatable.
If you’ve been practicing fiercely, you should be able to handle it.
But laziness and inexperience eventually led to this outcome.
“Go ahead, take them away.”
“Uhhh…….”
The heirs of the Seven Sword Gate shuddered, unable to rebel any longer.
He realized that no amount of favors or words would be of any use to men like this fiend.
There’s nothing the weak can ask of the strong.
In the Wulin, conversations can only be resolved when you have more force than your enemy.
“Wait.”
At that moment, the bossy man suddenly smiled and said coldly.
“Cut all their veins.”
As he uttered these shocking words, the heirs of the Seven Sword Gate froze in horror.
“We don’t know what they’ll do to him if we take him in one piece.”
The leader smiled at the youths of the Seven Sword Gate, who were trembling with fear.
“But if you cut a vein, they can’t even think of rebelling, because if you take them out unscathed, that’s it.”
The rumors were not spreading in vain.
The cruelty and ferocity of the Bloodmaw demons were more than rumors, they were demons.
“Ohhh.”
The boss’s gaze fell on Gu Yangcheng’s shivering body.
“Don’t touch her. I’ll take care of her myself.”
Swallowing hard, he hugged her, tongue lolling.
“If it makes me happy, I might not cut a vein.”
“Ah, ah, ah…….”
Due to extreme fear, Gu Yangcheng was frozen and could only shed tears.
At last, the boss man turns toward Seo Kang-won’s room,
“Ahhhh.”
I heard the sound of languid stretching.
All eyes then naturally turned to the epicenter of the sound.
The first person to wake up was none other than Bu Eunseol, who was sitting at a table in the banquet room with the door open.
He was still sitting neatly at the table.
“Off.”
The snowflake stretched out once more, ignoring the stinging gaze.
“I can’t help it.
Despite his laid-back stretches, his inner thoughts were a little more complicated.
Originally, Buunsul had no intention of getting involved in the fight.
This was because the skills of the Blood Sea Demon Martial Artists were far worse than he had expected.
Above all, I came to Qinyang to be a benefactor and to digest the deep thoughts I’ve had. I had no intention of interfering with the Murim’s cultivation.
“Can’t we just turn a blind eye to that?
Gu Yangcheng threw away any chance of escape to protect herself.
Bu Eun-sul was staring at him, and he couldn’t turn away from her.
Power is a heartless place, but it’s also a place where you have to pay your debts.
“You’re crazy.”
The boss looked at the yawning Buunseol and gave him an incredulous look.
Jab-jab-jab.
Meanwhile, Buunsul walked straight toward the boss.
I walked in a straight line toward him, as if he was the only one left in the world.
“Get rid of him.”
At their leader’s command, two of his men quickly blocked Buunsul’s path in front of and behind him.
Then, without a word, he stretched out his twin arms and unleashed a fierce burst of tension.
The exit was so abrupt that the two of them stood back and forth, throwing off the tension, and there was no time to duck.
Boom!
However, the two drones, who had been drinking heavily and releasing their tension, broke through Seo’s wall and bounced outside.
“…….”
Everyone in the room stopped thinking for a moment as the unexpected happened.
“You’re a master.”
The only one to come to his senses quickly was the boss.
He nodded in amazement and said.
“You’ve learned a lot of fencing.”
Despite the boss’s praise, Bu Eun-sul looked like a patient with indigestion.
“You’re bothering me, just go away.”
It was the first mercy Bu Eun-sul had shown since she came to the Murim. It was compassion for the weak.
In his eyes, the martial artists of the Blood Sea Demon City were too poor to even bother using their hands.
“Some people think they’re amazing sometimes.”
The boss smirked as he drew air.
Then Bu Eun-sul, who had a troublesome look on her face, looked at him and smiled.
“…….”
The boss instantly felt terrible.
When he saw Bu Eun-sul’s smile, everything went dark, and he felt as if something unknown was swallowing him up.
“You are…….”
The boss’s words didn’t last long.
Because the snow had gotten the best of him.
Kuung.
Then there was a sound like something huge falling, and a tremendous amount of pressure crashed into my face.
“Ho-ho.”
The boss looked surprised and ducked out of the way of Buunsul’s blows.
Suddenly, the tremendous pressure that had been pouring into your face was suddenly splitting down the sides.
“No?
The boss rolled on the ground in disbelief.
When they couldn’t think of any other way to escape, they resorted to the nari-tagon, which is known as a disgrace to the warriors.
“You bastard!”
Barely rising to his feet, the boss’s eyes widened as he tried to channel his anger.
“Wait…… you’re going to freely transform the power you’ve already given away?
Redirecting attacks that have already been launched is not uncommon in the Murim.
However, the idea of dividing up the power that has already been poured into different directions is unheard of.
“You are…….”
The boss, who had finally realized that Buunseol was a master to be reckoned with, gave him a stern look.
“That’s good, then!”
He sprinkled in a few short, scratchy moves with a lot of chi ki.
“Hmm.”
Watching the attacks pour in like a dense web, Bu Eunseol twisted her fist lightly and extended it.
Boom!
As power and tension collided, a vibration and sound like a giant bell being struck rang out.
Profit.
At the same time, the boss was pushed back eight steps with both legs touching the ground.
“What the hell are you, who the hell are you!”
Collapse.
What if a man who has only ever struck fear into the hearts of others met a powerful being who would strike fear into his own?
Your mind, once as calm as a lake, crumbles uncontrollably.
“This can’t be happening, this body is being pushed around by a little brat like that?”
What if a man who has always held the lives of others in his hands met a being who held his own?
Deny. To deny its existence and avoid reality.
“Answer me. Who are you and why are you interfering with the administration of justice?”
“Didn’t you learn.”
Bu Eun-sul smiled thinly as she looked at the leader.
“You can’t yell at the strong, and you can’t demand anything.”