Chapter 190

Chapter 190

As he savored the realization that flashed through his mind, his eyes widened.
“To win against a seasoned foe, you must not only have superiority in air power, but also superiority in combat operations.
Of course, this is not something that can be accomplished in a short period of time.
If so, what you need to do now is…….
“Turning your skill into a fight you can’t win!
Pow!
That’s when the tocho pouring out of the sea changed.
Suddenly, the sword light spread out across the room and began to dig into Bu Eunseol’s body.
Tutuk.
A beam of light whizzed past his ear, and though he was unharmed, a few strands of his hair were cut off.
He dodged it well, but Gongson Guilin had anticipated his move and converted it into another mid-strike.
“I almost made a mistake.”
Suddenly, Gongsong Guilin stopped his offense and revealed his yellow teeth.
“You almost scratched that beautiful skin.”
Judging by the ecstatic look on his face, he could see the real skin of the swollen tongue hidden by the reverse osteotomy.
Pow!
Another sharp jolt of pain shot through Bu Eunseol’s body before she could finish her thoughts.
This time, I didn’t even have time to dodge, and I was hit so hard that my forearm was dripping with blood.
Chirp!
At the same time, three sharp streaks of internal force dug into the veins of the swollen tongue.
Gongson Guilin was attempting to damage Bu Eunseol’s veins by injecting a powerful internal force.
But the powerful antipolar oscillator in his body shrugged off the intrusive force.
“Nice work, but that’s it…….”
Gongson Guilin’s expression turned bizarre as he smiled sinisterly and tried to swing his manatee again.
Despite being stabbed in the forearm, Bu Eun-sul was still smiling.
“Photon, photon.”
Bu Eun-sul nodded, smiling pleasantly.
“Then I’m going to switch to tactics fit for a madman.”
“What?”
At that moment, with a crackling sound, the black sword herb began to change.
He didn’t inject sword steel, nor did he use the mysterious Musang Heavenly Flow Formula or the powerful Kwonmachil Formula.
Blink!
It was only a will, a struggle, a will to tear the enemy’s body apart.
If Gongson Gurung dodged like a madman, he slashed like a madman, and if he attacked like a madman, he defended like a madman.
In fact, Gongson Guilin was using retrograde myori, rather than the usual muri.
And Bu Eun-sul, who realized it, is also attacking Gongson-gurung with retrograde reasoning.
Grab! Shred! Peel!
If your opponent rolls on the ground, roll with them and hit them. If the opponent swings his sword in a wild manner, he swings his sword in a similar manner without any stopping.
“He’s going to be a big deal!
Gongsong Guilin felt a chill in his heart as Bu Eunsul immediately mimicked his pack.
The trick with retrograde is that you can’t just pretend to be crazy.
Every second is an arcane set of instructions that shuffle the deck and lead the enemy to a loophole.
But changing your own strength to match the enemy’s martial arts? That’s not how martial arts masters fight!
Papapat!
In the end, Gongson Guilin, who had been wounded not only in the face but also in his entire body by Bu Eunsul’s martial sword, was thrown backward with all his might.
Yikes!
The tattered facial skin was ripped open to reveal a middle-aged, wrinkled man.
That’s what Gongsongguril was all about.
“Was there such a martial genius among the blood of the Mado?”
Gongsong Guilin let out a sinister laugh despite his injuries.
“But you don’t think that retrograde is the underbelly of this body, do you?”
“The bottom of the barrel is a snout god.”
Bu Eunseol sneered, and Gongsong Guilin, who had grabbed the manatee sword, grinned wickedly.
“I’ll show you the great profound knowledge I’ve gained from dissecting Murmurians alive!”
Boom!
This time, I pushed my inner ball to full power, and my dougang jumped about one character in the haedo.
Blue!
Gongson Guilin lunged forward and swung his sword again.
Bu Eun-sul responds by spreading her sword herbs, but strangely, there is no collision.
Gongson Gu-ryeong’s unfurled tocho is not aimed at the snow, but rather at himself, as if he were drawing a picture in thin air.
Even as he unfolded the tocho, he watched Bu Eun-sul’s movements carefully and nodded.
“Judging by your nerve reactions and muscle contractions, you’ve mastered the various sword techniques of the various masters!”
Swoon!
Suddenly, Gongsong Guilin spun the Haewoo Sword like a windmill, cutting through the net-like sword herbs that Bu Eunsun spilled out.
At the same time, he moved into melee range and began swinging his sword.
“But I haven’t practiced the Nankai technique!”
Gongsong Guilin sowed the strange weed and watched Buunsul’s movements carefully.
And in the process, he figured out what vacuum swordsmanship was that Bu Eun-sul had mastered.
“If you haven’t mastered the dagger, it’s hard to counter an attack at close range!”
Podpod!
A few red streaks of blood have appeared on Buunsul’s body.
A dagger that slashes enemies at close range.
Unless you’ve mastered the art of the dagger, you’ve already lost if you allow a dagger master to gain access.
“Predict which sword technique is mastered by looking at muscle movements…….
Bu Eunsul nodded faintly, recognizing another of Gongsong Guilin’s abilities.
For example, someone who has mastered a light sword will have completely different muscles than someone who has mastered a heavy sword.
Having dissected the human body countless times, Gongson Guilin is able to predict what sword techniques an enemy has mastered based on muscle movements.
‘I wonder if this is why they dissected the Murimans.
Gongson Guilin has the ability to predict changes in the number of seconds by looking at the wounds left on a corpse, much like Buunsun.
“Too bad.”
Bu Eunseol looks disappointed as she deflects the manatee that’s slashing at her flesh.
“He did all that just to figure out the enemy’s no-schooling method.”
In fact, Bu Eun-sul was expecting it from a maniac.
In the past, Grandfather Bu Zhan Yang, in the process of salting and grooming the corpses, had grasped and read the entirety of the Divine Discipline of the dead.
But Gongson Guilin has dissected a living human being, yet he can only predict what the main martial arts are like?
“Hmmm, let’s get back to blocking attacks!”
Gongsong Guilin snorted, and Bu Eunsul slowly raised her blood-soaked arm.
He leveled his hilt and smiled thinly.
“Sure.”
Bu Eunseol condensed her saber into a short answer.
And then it came super close.
Flash!
At the same time, Mukgum unleashed a barrage of Mukgum light.
The radiance filled the heavenly realm with darkness, then turned back into a thin beam of light that poured into Gongsong Guilin’s body.
A Shamanic Heavenly Flowing Sacrificial Herb that moves sword qi freely. Nongzo Mist.
It was a hybrid of the Zeo Herbivore and the Ten Thousand Sword Beast, able to use its extreme senses to instantly mimic the sword techniques of its enemies.
“No?”
In an instant, the blade of the martial sword condensed, and Gongsong Guilin quickly ducked back as a sudden flurry of energy countered the blade.
But Bu Eun-sul’s heavy sword followed him like a ghost, slashing at his retreating ankles.
A spatula.
With an eerie cutting sound, Gongson Guilin received a deep gash in his calf.
“How do you do this.”
Gongson Guoling was flustered, and Bu Eunseol sighed.
“These things aren’t etched into my muscles.”
“What?”
“What kind of swordsmanship I’ve been up against.”
Bu Eunseol had already dueled with Zheng Tian, the greatest of the Nangong swords, in a hand-to-hand combat.
In other words, even though you’ve never mastered a nanblade, you can still generate enough seconds to counter Gongson Hill’s nanblade.
“You tried to cover up your stupidity with murderous skill.”
Gongson Guilin’s face turned red as he looked at Bu Eunseol with a disapproving gaze.
“You!”
“Or was he using that as an excuse to get bast, because he didn’t want to be killed by his pursuers?”
Gongson Guilin was originally a martial arts madman.
However, when his efforts failed to improve, he captured and dissected those weaker than him, until he was finally able to barely break through the barrier of the peak.
Not only that, but in the process, he gained a bast to cover up his unsightly appearance.
And you, you little brat, disparage my blood, sweat, and tears?
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!”
In a fit of rage, he maxed out the internal resonator, and the carved cavity in the manatee’s skull stretched.
“Or do you think you’ve won with a broken leg!”
He was a master of the two-goal method, which he practiced with great discipline.
It was not about getting a clean swollen skin, but only about cutting off the breath.
“I don’t need your hide anymore!”
Sharp manatee blades rained down with flesh spreading in all directions.
Bu Eun-sul looked at him and smiled as if she had been waiting for him.
“Now you’re showing your true colors.”
At that moment, Mukgum started flopping around like a live carp.
At the same time, Feng Feixue’s body was enveloped in a round light, and she began to block the sword herbs one by one.
Gongsong Guilin was always trying to capture and skin the snowflakes alive, so he didn’t put much flesh in the dough.
But as he raged and slashed at you, you finally responded with an absolute defense. The Razorblade is activated.
Chara chara chara!
The wind rustled the wind chimes that hung under the eaves, one after another.
As the rhyming swordsman shattered the outpouring of daocho, he left a trail of shredded light in his wake.
Boom!
At the same time, the sword of the swollen snow pierced through the crumbling light spots.
Look at the low crouching and digging behavior and the gumweed,
“Ha!”
Gongsong Guilin suddenly became ferocious and swung his maneuvering sword like lightning.
He knew that Bu Eun-sul would not miss an opportunity and would unleash a barrage of sword herbs that would pierce through the loopholes.
ShutdownShutdown!
The Tugol Do method’s life-saving prayer, the Dong Yak Sang Hyeon, was performed around the body with a stern sword.
“……?”
But the snow had already disappeared before his eyes.
At the same time, a thin breeze whistled past his neck.
Evil.
A faint line of blood was drawn on the trunk of his neck.
Tuk Tuk.
Bu Eunseol’s heavy sword, now back in place, was dripping with red blood.
“How to…….”
Gongsong Guilin asked with an unfocused gaze, and Bu Eunsul gave him a look of disdain.
“It’s easy for you to take the lives of others, but you’re afraid to die yourself.”
Only then did Gongson Guolin realize his mistake.
He panicked and used his lifesaving herbs when the snowflakes bounced off all the sword herbs he had spilled and came closer.
But Bu Eun-sul didn’t attack, he just watched it, and when the seconds stopped, he poured out the herbs.
It was a mistake made in fear by a killer who was convinced he would never die.
“I am…….”
I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t find my voice anymore.
Thud.
Suddenly, the sky flipped upside down, revealing a snowy foot.
That was the last thing that Gongson Guilin, the maniac who terrorized Murim, saw before he died.
* * *
“Yikes!”
Hyuk Sojin let out a low groan.
This was because, even though he had unleashed the Divine Cultivation and Divine Heat Demon Technique of the Immortal Realm, the Black Light Horse of the Black Martial Spirit had followed him like a ghost.
Ta-da!
As the Dusk Phantom Slashing Sword clashed with Black Martial Spirit’s nails, a powerful tremor spread out in all directions with a loud crackling sound.
As a cloud of fine dust rose, Hyuk So Jin seized the opportunity and quickly retreated a dozen pawns back to regroup.
Billion.
Suddenly, something dull caught in his heel.
I turned my head and saw a head with two wide-open eyes, covered in half-torn facial skin.
It was the supply and demand of an eunuch, a gongson gurung.
“Ugh!”
Hyeok-So-Jin is momentarily distracted, and quickly pulls her foot away,
Wham!
The shadowy, dark-haired Xinxia extended her clawed fingers and grabbed Hyuksojin by the throat.
It was black and white.
“Yum.”
A moment of inattention can mean the difference between life and death in Martial Arts combat.
With just a moment’s glance downward, Hyeoksojin loses his sense of horizontality, and is forced to take the brunt of Black Musang’s devastating attack.
Wham!
Just then, a shimmering sword appeared out of thin air and deflected the Black Swordsman’s nails.
It was the blackness of the swollen tongue.
Ching!
The black jade horse has an inherent method of exploding its energy every few seconds.
When it collides with a weapon, it creates a powerful tremor that knocks back enemies.
However, the blow didn’t cause a seismic wave, but rather knocked him back two steps.
Bu Eun-sul’s immense strength had simply pushed back Feng Jia-jue’s power.
“Brother.”
Hyuk So-jin exclaimed happily, and Bu Eun-sul said with a solemn expression.
“You’re fighting the enemy and not looking at the terrain around you.”
“That’s because…… was attacking in such a frenzied manner.”
In addition to his keen senses, Xiao Jin has also mastered the art of void hearing, which is comparable to that of a beast.
But you’re inexperienced, your life is in danger, and you’re facing a powerful opponent for the first time.
Instead of spreading his senses evenly throughout his body, he focused all of his energy on catching the movements of the black nothingness.
“You don’t get two chances in an unmanned fight. If you’re not prepared for every situation, your head will fall off before you’re ready.”
“I see.”
Hyuk So-jin clasped his hands together, and Bu Eun-sul walked past him to the back.
“Where are you going?”
“They’re the limit.”
Bu Eunseol’s gaze was fixed on the dizzying array of people surrounding Baek Moo Sang.
Due to Baekmu-sang’s mysterious new laws, the army was facing one defeat after another, unable to mount a proper offense.
“I’ve reached my limit, haven’t I?”
“Don’t be easily limited. You.”
“What?”
Before Hyeoksojin could say anything, Bu Eunseol flew over to where Jegalseo Woon’s back was.
“…….”
As he watched the swelling disappear with his unfocused gaze, Hyuk So-jin was suddenly in front of him,
Mumble.
The black, drugged figure slowly approached, anger in his eyes.