Chapter 154

Seok Woo-hyung bit his lip.
I thought it was the last contender, but suddenly it’s here.
“Who are you?”
At that moment, Guan Seok-tian stepped in front of Bu Eun-sul.
“I see you’re flying a kung fu sword, so I’m going to have to go to Moxie Mado’s…….”
“Nangyagak Tenmajin.”
Bu Eunsul, who had cut off Guan Shi Tian’s words, said in a low voice.
“I formally challenge you.”
At that moment, the eyebrows of the great masters, including Guan Suqian, rose in unison.
I never expected this guy to come out of nowhere and say that he’s going to challenge me formally.
“That’s funny, is that all you have to say in this situation?”
Folding his arms, Cheong Chohyeon glared at Bu Eunseol.
“Your companions infiltrated this Long Sword Mountain Hall, released the poison, and assassinated its owner, and now you want to challenge them?”
“They and I are not coworkers.”
Bu Eunseol looked at Shi Wuheng and Myo Tianwu with a cold gaze.
“It’s just a competitor.”
That’s what Seok Woo-hyung said to Myo Tian-woo.
Did she even hear that at the time?
“Funny, I thought you were going to lead your wounded coworkers on a desperate getaway.”
Qing Shui snorted and said with a cold expression.
“But you’re not going to get away with saying that.”
Cheng Chaohyeon pointed to Guan Suqian and Han Sheng, and Duak and Kang Zhongliang.
“We can easily handle you guys if we put our minds to it, so why should we accept the challenge?”
“Honor.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ll give you the proper honor of defeating the Ten Warriors without a fight.”
The pupils of his eyes, revealed through the mask, are narrowed.
“It’s not something to be proud of when you’re outnumbered.”
“That’s interesting.”
Then Guan Suqian, who had been listening silently, spoke up.
In fact, Guan Seokchun was unhappy about this.
I didn’t like the idea of using the power of the majority to overpower the Ten Horsemen, and I didn’t think it was a fair fight.
But Bu Eun-sul’s direct, head-on challenge stirred up a lot of excitement.
“Are you saying you’re confident you can win if you fight alone?”
“Sure.”
“Then I’ll challenge you to a fight.”
He stepped confidently in front of Buunseol.
He has mastered the two great disciplines of divination, the Silent Sword Method and the Whirlwind Dance Flow Sword Method.
His skills were exceptional among the great masters. Even the great masters of the Martial Sect did not teach him the secrets to breaking the martial arts.
“Brother.”
That’s when Cheong Chohyeon stood in his way.
“You don’t have to compete with the author.”
“Don’t worry.”
Guan Suqian laughed and shook his head.
“If you were good enough to lose to a ten-horse warrior, you wouldn’t be in the top 10.”
“Brother.”
Despite being well aware of his martial arts level, Cheung Chao-hyun felt uneasy.
“Let’s just take him down together, he looks dangerous.”
The hooded figure’s pupils were cold and sunken, and a fire seemed to burn deep within them.
He had the air of an accomplished cilantro.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure he’s just a big showman, but he’s not very good.”
Guan Suqian grinned.
Not only was Bu Eun-sul’s prayer very ordinary, but he didn’t sense any waves of Qi emanating from the masters.
“It’s ominous.
But Cheong shook his head.
No one with eyes like these could be ordinary. She sensed the monster inside of him.
“Join hands.”
Bu Eun-sul gestured to the guests who were nearing the end of their work.
“If you don’t have enough hands, you can ask those guests for help.”
“Hahahaha!”
Guan Shiqian chuckled and shook his head.
“There’s no need to be so provocative, since this body has accepted the challenge, no one else will be able to interfere.”
Then he looked at Han Sheng, Zhongnan, and the other masters, and said solemnly, “I’m sorry.
“I will have a formal confrontation with this man, and you must not interrupt or interfere.”
Zhongnan and his fellow masters looked disgruntled, but nodded as if they had no choice.
“The Guanxi Heaven of Jiaqiang.”
Guan Seoktian smiled as he stepped in front of Bu Eunseol.
“What is your name?”
“Nanyagak, Buunsul.”
“Frostbite…… frostbite.”
Guan Shiqian’s eyes blurred.
So far, the only names known to the Martial King are the one who won the tournament for the Book of the East and the Political Affairs, and the one who killed the Blood Demon Lord of Hell City.
‘The winner of the political competition, who has always been a political party, is actually the Ten Horsemen of Nangyagak?
He shook his head.
‘The ten martial arts do not interfere with each other. If he is one of the Ten Demon Warriors of Nangyagak, he will not kill the Blood Demon Lord.
“Okay, let’s get started.”
Guan Suqian held out his hand, and Bu Eunsul, like a true master of the sect, said, “I’m sorry.
“Use your hands first.”
“You mean I’m supposed to lead the charge?”
“Yes.”
Bu Eun-sul looked down at Guan Suqian with cold eyes.
“I don’t attack the weak first.”
Fasten.
Guan Suqian’s eyes, which had always worn a laid-back smile, blossomed with life.
“Let’s see, your liver is swollen.”
Thrrrr.
Drawing out his holy sword, Guan Shuo Tian immediately extended his sword forward.
Then a gust of wind whipped up, revealing the uremic blood of the swollen snow. But no sword qi or attack moves were unleashed.
It was the flag raising ceremony of the Huifeng Martial Arts Sword, the opening of the martial arts.
“You’re arrogant.
A gleam of contempt shone in Bu Eunseol’s eyes as she watched.
Set an example to your enemies by flying a flag even in life-and-death combat?
Of course, from Guan Suqian’s point of view, he may have been showing his true colors.
But for Bu Eun-sul, who is a practiced martial artist, it is nothing more than playing with her life.
Ziying.
At that moment, a low vibration began to emanate from Bu Eunseol’s silken sword, accompanied by sharp points of light.
At last, the first eclipse of the celestial stream, the meteor overtake, unfolded.
Flash!
The tens of thousands of points of light became a single beam of light that dug into Guan Suqian’s throat.
“Hut.”
Inhaling a breath of air, Guan Shiqian quickly deployed the Whirlwind Martial Sword to defend himself.
But before Meteor Overtake’s sword Qi could reach his body, it suddenly began to change again in the air.
The dots of light exploded like firecrackers in the air, transforming into dozens of crossed sword flowers.
It was the third formula of the Wuhan Heavenly Flow, Zhan Yuehsheng.
“Big.”
It’s fast as lightning and changeable as a butterfly.
Blood spurted out from Guan Shi Tian’s shoulders as he couldn’t handle the continuous stream of Martial Spirit Sword Herbs.
“Big.”
Guan Shuo Tian let out a low groan and stepped back.
Pilgrim’s wound is fine, but Bu Yunxue’s sword qi contains thirteen jin of internal power.
The tip of the blade cut into his skin, and the force of the blade’s strength seemed to melt his veins.
‘What a ridiculous mistake……’
A moment’s lapse in attention and an injury in two seconds?
Guan Shiqian, who had just barely pushed back the internal force that was piercing his veins with his qi, unleashed his sword.
Poof! Flash!
However, the swollen eyes never stopped growing, and the swollen eyes never stopped growing.
Guan Seok-tian tried to counterattack somehow, but Bu Eun-sul’s silken sword blocked his every move, as if it had anticipated his every move.
‘This guy…… was a master at outplaying me!’
It was only then that Guan realized his mistake.
He was so overconfident in his own abilities that he failed to recognize his enemy’s true capabilities.
That’s why we lost the game in such a ridiculous way, and we’ve reached a point of no return.
“The alternative is death.
If we continue to be outnumbered, it’s a certainty that within forty seconds, that sharp sword will be through our throats.
Realizing that he had no choice, Guan Shuo Tian gritted his teeth and drew on his energy.
Boom!
Then a turquoise radiance emanated from his body.
Original Spiritual Energy.
It seeks to subdue the swelling by drawing on the fundamental forces that sustain life within the body.
“Brother, no!”
Qingchao shouted urgently, but it fell on deaf ears.
Ziying.
The turquoise radiance that poured from his body transferred to his sword, lengthening the blade by an inch.
Using the Expeditionary Sword, he created a tangible sword.
“Heavenly dance flow!”
The power of the Whirlwind Martial Sword, even with the Expeditionary Qin Qi, was unparalleled.
With one swift movement, Guan Shiqian pushed back all of the sword herbs that the swollen snow was pouring out, and deployed the Silent Sword Technique instead of the Whirlwind Martial Sword.
“Houyi shoots the sun (Houyi shoots the sun)!
A huge sword Qi shot out like an arrow from Guan Shi Tian’s sword as he drew a circle in thin air.
It was like a giant, inescapable beam of light.
Whirrrrrrr!
While staring at the sword qi, Bu Eunsun suddenly spun the martial sword like a windmill.
He began to chip away at the giant sword energy weighing down his head.
An absolute defense and a life-saving herb for the Buunsun. It was a combination of a razor blade and the spirit of the Infinite Heavenly Stream.
Window, window, window!
The sword spun with a flash of light, finally extinguishing Hu Yuesil’s sword qi completely.
Flash!
At the same time, a deadly killing slash sliced through the air and dug into Guan Shuo Tian’s throat.
“Impossible!”
In the blink of an eye, Guan Shiqian swung his sword like a bolt of lightning, creating dozens of swordflames around his body.
Easy profit!
But Bu Eunsul’s dark sword pierced through the swarm of sword paintings like a salmon through a river, and dug into Guan Suochen’s side.
This was the Nong Zhao Yan Yun, a ritual of the Immortal Heavenly Stream that allowed him to wield his sword freely.
Pow!
As another wound opened up, a vicious glow emanated from Guan Shuo Tian’s eyes.
“This guy never just kills.
Guan Shiqian continued to charge at Bu Eunsul despite the sword Qi digging into his side.
Are they trying to be coy?
“……!”
As he slashed at Guan Suqian’s side, he remembered the look in Bu Eun Seol’s eyes.
Ching!
He could still hear the sound of the blade cutting through solid metal, even as it sliced through his side.
“Complementary?
Now Guan Shiqian was wearing a robe woven of silver thread under his clothes.
“Take it!”
Seizing the opportunity, Guan Shiqian brought the tip of his sword down to Bu Eunseol’s lower abdomen, pretending to slice through the muscles of his shoulder.
He wants to stab the bottom line and completely destroy Buunsun’s martial arts.
This time, however, Guan Suqian’s eyes recognized Yi Chai.
Bam!
Suddenly, his sword clung like a magnet to her blade as he stabbed her in the lower abdomen.
It’s as if an invisible hand has wrapped around Guan Shi Tian’s treasure sword and lifted it toward Bu Eun Seol’s heavy sword.
A spatula.
At the same time, I heard a strange cutting sound.
Before you know it, the dull sword has burrowed deep into Guan Suqian’s underbelly.
Bu Eunseol cast Sword Poleaxe and returned his sword herbs in a lightning-fast manner.
“Ugh.”
Thick blood trickled from Guan Suqian’s mouth where Dan Zhen had stabbed him.
At the same time, his body began to tremble like a shiver. The powerful internal resonators that he had concentrated in the short circuit were being released.
“Ughhh……aahhh!”
A pitiful scream echoed through the Zhang Sword Mountain Hall.
The pain of losing air is unimaginable.
The intangible forces that have held the body together inherited from generation to generation are broken down.
It’s like a full-body skeleton supporting the weight of a human being shattering.
“Hmph.”
When all the energy was dispersed, Guan Shiqian cried like a child.
His size had shrunk a bit, and his once glowing skin color had turned dull.
“Brother!”
Cheng Chaohyeon rushed over to help Guan Suqian.
But the pain was so intense that Guan Seok-tian ended up putting foam in his mouth and blacking out.
“You…… wicked one, why have you desecrated my brother’s inner court!”
“It’s not yours.”
“What?”
Bu Eunseol, who blew away the blood flowing from his machete, said dully.
“I have only returned his sword to him.”