Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Lesson 202.
“That guy?
Tak Il-hwang, sensing that the momentum rising from Bu Eun-sul’s body was too much, poured out his full strength.
Kaaaaaah!
The Siffern Togang poured down like a tidal wave, engulfing the body of Bu Eun Seol,
Burrrrr.
Bu Eunseol’s heavy sword trembled, and he began to chase the shadows of the rushing swordsmen like a ghost.
Pseudo-celestial zea mays. Mansaber Rarity.
The trajectory of the rush of seconds was a masterful display of replicating the enemy’s tactics.
Ding ding ding ding!
In a split second, Bu Eun-sul’s heavy sword clashed with Tak Il-hwang’s sword.
For once, I didn’t bother to look up the art of the art, or to destroy the vegetation.
Tak Il-hwang is a teenage master. His skills are not even close to those of his predecessor.
“Yum.”
After a quick forty-second exchange, a groan escaped Tak Il-hwang’s mouth.
With each clash of the weapons, Tak Il Huang’s bones shook and his wrists ached.
Bu Eun-sul’s inner cavity was so powerful that every strike of the weapon shook his muscles like Fang’s Oho Danmoon Sword Technique.
At this rate, he’s going to break his own wrist bone, not slit Buunsul’s throat.
‘He’s trying to win this one.’
He realized that Bu Eun-sul was trying to break his bones with this move and end the match.
‘And this test is…….’
Emperor Tak Ilhwang has traveled the martial arts world for decades. He immediately realized that the sword paths of the Ten Thousand Sword Rare Sect were the same as his own.
Zing!
At that moment, Tak Il Huang’s blood salinity turned blurry and suddenly dispersed like mist.
Tuuk.
His sword, which had been scattering radiance in all directions, lost its grip and fell to the ground.
When Teng Qingshuang stopped attacking and used the strange first move, the Ten Thousand Sword Beast’s ability to instantly steal the opponent’s sword path was immediately halted.
Tat.
In the meantime, Tak Il-Hwang, who had quickly retreated to the back, controlled his appetite and regained control of the battle.
And the moment you want to attack again,
Flash!
Buunsul frowned as a silver glint flashed across his bloodline.
King Tak Ilhwang stands with his back to the sun.
‘This is a godsend.
He had been practicing a unique sword invocation that would surely cut down an enemy if he were standing with his back to the sun.
“He’s not a guy you can count on to win, even if you give him your all.
Tak Il-hwang realized that Bu Eun-sul was on a level playing field with him.
If so, you’re practicing deadly swordsmanship, which means you don’t have to fight for your life, you can kill them in one fell swoop.
“Great!”
Pow!
With a surge of energy, he leaped over Buunsul’s head.
At the same time, he deployed his blood dao, sending out an endless stream of sixteen strands of dao light over Bu Eunsul’s head.
Its radiance is again thirty-two light beams.
The thirty-two beams of light became hundreds of strands of light again, pouring over Bu Eunseol’s head.
‘Hit the lightning like you’ve been doing!
Tak Ilhwang looked at Bu Eunseol and smiled cruelly.
“That’s the end of you!
Finally, Bu Eunseol moves his muksaber to strike out at the flood of light,
Percussion.
Before he knew it, Tak Ilhwang’s body was behind Bu Eunseol’s back.
Tak Il-Hwang seems to have leapt into thin air, but it was an illusion created by blood salinity and sunlight.
Phantom Mirage.
It is an illusionary sword technique that can be used to give an enemy an illusion when their back is turned to the sun, allowing them to be killed in an instant.
“That’s it!
He swung his sword without hesitation at Bu Eunseol’s back as she looked upward.
But that’s weird.
Even though you’re clearly cutting yourself, you don’t feel it.
Shiny!
Then a tiny speck of light appeared in front of Tak Il-Hwang’s eyes.
At the same time, an endless beam of black light followed the beam of light and passed through his brow.
“…….”
Tak Ilhwang looked at Bu Eunseol with an unfocused gaze.
Bu Eunseol, who must have been cut in two, sheathed his sword in its scabbard with a grim expression.
Jurassic.
A single drop of blood trickled from his brow.
Poof.
As the drops of blood hit the floor, Tak Il-Hwang realized something important.
“It was.”
When he unleashed Mae Young Shinru, Bu Eunseol immediately ducked out of the way, not even bothering to fight back.
The stealthy and swiftness of the new law was a reminder to Emperor Taekwondo.
“It was this body that saw the vision.”
Those were his last words.
Kuung.
Together with the Twelve Devils, he and the Blood Sea Horses terrorized the land.
His end was all too hollow.
It’s true that looking directly at the sun numbs the senses for a moment.
But Bu Eun-sul, who had reached the level of Gongshim, had no problem seeing the sun for the entire duration of an entire solar cycle.
“You chose the wrong last number.”
Tak Il-hwang died with his eyes wide open, as if he could not believe his defeat.
Looking down at him, Buunsul shook his head.
“You should have been practicing the art of hematology, not the art of flying swords.”
If Tak Il-hwang had fought Bu Eun-sul with all his might, there was no telling who would have won.
But instead of taking a risk, he was hoping for an easy win.
And the result was a futile death, a death that…… couldn’t even justify its own death.
Cha-bang! Ching!
Meanwhile, the Twelve were still fighting fiercely against the Mubon.
The skill of the Twelve Immortals was overwhelming, but under the leadership of Hyuk Sojin, the members of the Mubon team were performing perfect passes as if they were one body.
But it still didn’t win the game.
“Hmm.”
After watching the battle for a long time, Bu Eun-sul made a strange sound.
Why the crew is struggling despite having a superstar master in Hyuk So-jin.
This was because the skill of one of the Twelve was surprisingly close to supernatural.
“One of the Twelve has entered the Transcendent Realm alone?
Green.
In one swift motion, Bu Eunseol drew his sword and pointed it at the superior Twelve Flames.
Sigh.
With a resounding crackle, millions of points of light became one.
A meteor shower has unfolded.
Chirac!
At that moment, a wide swath of silver glittering blood dao stretched out like a butcher’s knife, creating a wide film of light.
Chara-chara!
The meteor shower was abruptly interrupted by a loud metallic sound.
Not only is he fast, but he also has the power of a heavy sword, and he stops the Meteor Overtake with a single sword.
Ta-da!
The twelve who had stopped the meteor from overtaking them leapt into Bu Eun-sul’s arms.
“Is there an ovulation technique for blood salinity?”
Muttering lowly, Feng Yunsheng swung his heavy sword and condensed the blade. At the same time, he was about to slash at the Twelve Immortals who were running towards him,
Voila!
Suddenly, the Twelve Immortals formed a capital with their left hand and sliced it toward Bu Yunxue’s front chest.
“……!”
Boeunseol’s eyes lit up at the sight of Yi Chae.
This one was too much of a surprise.
Not only that, but using a left-handed sword while leaving a healthy blood salinity?
Flash!
It was an incomprehensible, low-grade attack, but Bu Eunseul didn’t hesitate to slash the hand digging into his chest in front of him.
Boom!
However, when the sword and hand collided, the sword bounced back with a metallic sound.
As it turns out, this man was not only practicing the art of the Blood Sword, but also a terrifying manual technique.
Voila!
Not missing the opportunity, a soft, white glow pierced the swollen snowman’s front chest. No, it should have pierced.
Chubbun.
In one fell swoop, Bu Eun-sul had snatched the sharp-edged hand of the djinn with her bare hands.
‘how…….’
He looked at his own hand, which Buunsul had grabbed.
Even if you grabbed it with tongs, it would shatter. How can you grab it with your bare hands?
“I guess he thought it was just a simple kwonma chi.”
They would have easily figured out that they had mastered the art.
However, the Kwonma Chil Sik is a purification of the recommended water method, using the framework of the Kwonhak.
It does not have to be struck with a sword, but can also be struck with a gold thread.
Bu Eun-sul unfolded the Kwonma Chil formula like a golden thread, bouncing off the hand and grabbing the wrist like a hook.
Wham!
This time, though, his left foot moved stealthily, digging deep into her lower lip.
It was an iron-blooded lunge that was unbeatable at close range.
It was a surprise attack, but Bu Eun-sul dodged it and punched Il-kwon as he had predicted.
Boom!
The binge sent his body flying up to the wall.
Poof.
He quickly scrambled to his feet, but the power of the Flying Snow ripped his mask off and sent him flying on the wind.
And then a dazzling, unexpectedly brilliant dragonfly emerged into the sun.
Lips colored rosy. White skin and large eyes.
The most skilled of the twelve was, surprisingly, a ghostly woman.
“So it wasn’t from Tianlin after all…….”
“What do you mean?”
The woman gave him a venomous glare, and he blurted out.
“If he had sent the spray, he wouldn’t have sent it so sloppily.”
Bu Eun-sul was feeling strange when Tak Il-hwang and the Twelve Immortals first appeared.
Dao Tianlin.
Wouldn’t such a profound figure send the Emperor T’ien-t’ai and his twelve men to kill him?
“I see. You must be Dao Tianlin’s brother.”
He has a good memory for facial and body lines that would make a contemplative cheek.
Besides, he didn’t have to think too hard. The woman in front of him looked like a twin to Dao Tianlin.
“Let go!”
The woman who had swatted away the swollen arm nervously stepped back.
She was actually Do Tianlin’s youngest sister, Do Chai Ling.
She had followed and idolized Do Tianlin since childhood.
Every day, she enjoyed going to where he was staying and watching him as he talked to others.
But before long, the name “Buunsun” was on his lips.
-He’s amazing! Aside from those two guys, there’s no one else his age that I would dare to play against.
Dao Tianlin was known as the Ten Books Student because he excelled in many fields, not just martial arts.
My brother, who I thought was the most brilliant person in the world, now has someone he admires.
Even the ones that must be killed.
Eventually, she convinced Emperor Taekwondo to come to Kangho with the Twelve Immortals.
He wanted to kill Bu Eunseul himself, a man who was both loved and hated by Dao Tianlin.
“Hmm.”
With a deep sigh, Bu Eunsul looked down at Dao Chai Ling and said solemnly.
“You don’t owe him anything for this.”
Sogaju, Dotianlin of Blood Salinity.
He has always been opposed to Bu Eun-sul being nominated to succeed him.
But White Horse and Hellblood. Even with the constant attacks from the Commanding Gate, he never once sent a force of Bloodbloods.
From Tianlin’s perspective, joining them would have given him a chance to turn the tide.
That would have been a favor to Buunsul in its own way.
He turned his head, and his eyes were glowing red.
“But only this once. Touch me again and you will pay with your life. Not just you, but all of the Bloodsuckers.”
Yuck.
Biting his lip, Dao Chai Ling looked at the bodies of the dead Emperor Tak and the Twelve, who were still clutching their wrists.
“We’ll take care of the body back home, so leave it alone.”
“Sure.”
When Bu Eun-sul finished answering, she unfolded the Divine Law with a percussive sound and immediately left the place.
* * *
Coo-woo.
The Wizards have opened the gates of the Great Warren.
Then, two young men in white and blue robes walked slowly toward him, shoulder to shoulder. It was Bu Eunseol and Hyuk Sojin.
Jumbled.
And behind them were coming in in columns, men with great and small wounds all over their bodies.
His robes were torn in places, and his body was covered in wounds, but his eyes were still formidable and a sharp energy radiated from his body.
It was the Mubon Battalion.
He was supposed to have been healed and come back in one piece, but he returned to the city covered in wounds after being ambushed by Tak Il Huang and the Twelve.
-That’s the stupid moo-bon?
Passersby gaped in amazement. The martial arts center was always met with scorn and contempt whenever they passed by.
But now he was scarred and sharp as a tack, like a warrior who had come from behind.
Bu-eun-sul and the Mubon arrive at the grand stage of the palace.
There was an impossibly tall dais, and on it sat the goddess Ma Tianze, clad in a silken robe.
Beside him stood the Supreme Leader, Yue Hyo-tian, and below him stood a group of martial artists clad in plain clothes emblazoned with the Twin Dragons emblem.
It was all the lenders in Mazen.
However, the three Great Masters of Heaven, Dark Heaven, and Immortal Soul, who have special status and are tasked with secret missions, are missing.
And on the way up to the stage, the entire army of the majesty solemnly marched to the right and left.
Jumbled.
Buunseol and the members of the Mubon dance troupe take the stage,
Chubbun.
The sword-wielding martial artists bow to them as they pass.
Mazen, a powerful alliance of a million mages.
Unlike the Wuxia, which preaches justice and consultation, it is only money and power that sustains and drives this powerful organization.
For this reason, Mazen always promised generous rewards to those who made great achievements. The greater the reward, the more loyal they would be.
-Take care of the mabanmun and mabanmunju!
Buunseol and Mubondae return from an impossible mission.
To honor them for their work, the Demon Emperor and other dignitaries come out to greet them.
Jumbled.
They finally made it past the Great Hall and down to the foot of the dais where the Ma Tianze was.
Eek.
When Bu Eun-sul clasped her hands together to say yes, Hyuk So-jin and the other members of the Mubon squad, who had been lined up with solemn expressions, also clasped their hands together and bowed their heads.
“Mubon Daeju Eunseol.”
Clasping her hands together once more, Bu Eun-sul spoke in a low, low voice.
“I have returned, having fulfilled the mandate of the Heavenly Emperor.”
Nod.
Seated on the throne of the Taoist, Ma Tianze nodded slightly.
Then, the commander-in-chief, Ip Hyo Chun, who was standing beside him, spoke in a low voice.
“Although the mission was meant to screen potential successors, he did a great job of reasserting the majesty of the Mabon and bringing it to the forefront.”
He looked at Bu Eunseol and spoke in a low voice to Ma Tianze.
“It seems to me that it is right to reward you greatly according to the law before me.”
“Hmmm.”
Ma Tianze looked down at Bu Eunsun and said in a low voice.
“Tell me what you want.”
Immediately, all of the martial artists except Ip Man looked puzzled.
While it’s a great accomplishment to get Mabanmun out of the way, it’s not a “say what you want” kind of accomplishment.
Eek.
Then, shaking her head, she took a deep breath and spoke up.
“I’d like to officially become a master of ceremonies.”