Chapter 202 Declarations

The greatest and most powerful master in the history of the Sect, and the absolute loser who stood alone in his unparalleled mastery over the Tendai and the rest of the Mado Martial Union.
Yul Tian.
The Emperor of Sapa is the protagonist of an unprecedented star issue.
That’s the deficit, Wittagong said.
Iron Currents.
It was a bold statement.
Such a remarkable statement came from the mouth of no other than the supreme leader of the local Safa Murim.
This led to mixed reactions from both camps.
Those in the political factions were rejoicing, while those in the factions were despondent.
But Wittagong didn’t care.
It would have been a shame to not recognize someone with that much power.
The Sapa mooks gathered here knew it, and they didn’t say a word.
The continuous rain of the Iron Stream was a chapter that transcended the Faction.
I’m not here to criticize either side.
Therefore, Weetagong’s attitude was not humiliating at all.
However.
It took discussion and consensus among the various schools of thought to officially recognize Ch’i Liu Hsuan as the successor to Emperor Yul Tian.
It’s inevitable.
Although Wei Taigong may be the strongest Sect in the Northern Hexagon, he does not speak for the entire faction.
Even Chul Ryu-hyeon is from the political party’s own Baekbakgumun.
So it was difficult for Sapa to increase his allocation first.
Faction pride was at stake.
Currently, the political powerhouses within the Hunan Oumu Temple have not even expressed a position, let alone a willingness to be silent.
At that moment, Wei Tagong, his sword pointed at the ground, pulled himself to his feet and said.
“Don’t read too much into it, just agree to disagree.”
It was a word that spoke to the heart.
We don’t want to impose our will.
Respect each other’s judgment and opinions.
That’s what I meant.
In other words, he drew a line in the sand so that his comments would not tarnish Sapa’s reputation.
It’s a smart move that keeps the faction’s face in the game while upgrading their opponent, Chuliu Hsin.
Not really.
Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck……
There’s a louse that walks out waving the hem of his shirt.
A middle-aged swordsman with a solemn, intangible air of prayer.
It was thundercloud black hole gastric cancer.
He made his way to the center of the clearing, all eyes on him.
There was a murmur of agreement.
Now I’m wondering if he’s trying to play dirty.
Hunan First Musin.
Maybe it was the shiny title that got me going.
It’s a protest against the fact that he’s still alive and kicking, and that it’s too early to judge.
Wijiam has since stopped sending new cases.
It was right next to Weetagong.
Two people exchanging silent glances.
Immediately afterward, Wijiam spoke in a calm voice.
“Lord Wei, did you mean what you said earlier?”
“Of course not. You are well worthy of the title of Honam’s First Martial God, and I think it’s your turn.”
If you’re offended by my previous comment, I’m asking you to check with your bimu.
That only then will you truly recognize him.
But then he said something unexpected.
“That’s not necessary.”
“……?”
“I agree with the king’s wishes.”
“Wait a minute…… weren’t you going to ask for a favor?”
Wiziam shook his head and shifted his gaze forward.
Followed by.
Chuck-.
He declared curiously.
“From now on, I will treat you, Iron Moon Master, as a master of more than five levels of cultivation and the highest allocation of the era!”
At the same time, there was consternation from all sides.
Partisan and nonpartisan.
Of course, it’s been proven that Chu Liuhui’s power is so great that he can even defeat Wei Taigong, the supreme master of the Hubei Hexagon, but it’s hard to believe that Wei Jiayi, who is one of the best in the Five Realms, would recognize Chu Liuhui without even a simple secret dance. …….
As if that weren’t bad enough, the shocking declaration that you’re going to be treated like a bossy senior.
It was a questionable situation, even for a political party.
Even if Chu Liuhui had mastered the Ascended Sword Dragon’s Private Sword Technique, he was still on par with or below the Old Dynasty’s Jiangnan.
It was a no-brainer.
In the past, Fahon had an enemy disciple, the Qilong Duke Naijin.
His allotment at the time, which was the undercarriage gate of Yongmu Gate, was the same as the current Wijiam, so the iron flow marks naturally could not be more than that.
Winning the Passion was not enough to get him promoted.
That would only put him in the same class as Fahon’s nemesis, Nawijin.
But for what reason did Wei Ji Am call Chuliu Hsin the highest-ranked Martial Senior of his time?
That is to say, he is considered the eldest of the old school of masters, even higher than the Chunmu Dojo.
As Wei Tagong stood by, bewildered, several people appeared in the distance like a wind.
Mu Hyun Jin Yin, Bai Yun Sword Master Chen Mu Dojo, and Qing Chul Sword Ya Seol Hu Yong.
The three of them have exactly the same example as Widgiam.
Polite postures of dominance.
I bowed my head.
Like you have a real boss in front of you.
When he saw it, he was stunned again.
“No……!”
“Hey, what’s that……?”
It’s already difficult to understand Wei Jiam’s behavior, but when even Mu Hyunjin and Chen Mu Dojo are so extreme, it’s hard to understand.
Then.
Shhh.
Mu Hyunjin, the oldest, straightened his posture and spoke clearly.
“Leaving aside the progress of the Four Emperors,…… even if we take our own faction as a benchmark, the Iron Gate Lord’s allocation is at least as high as the Ascended Sword Dragon Sect’s senior.”
Finally, the iron currents came to the forefront.
“I’ll reveal it now.”
He fumbles in his pockets and pulls out something.
A single reddish scepter.
Suddenly, the Chrysanthemum Sword Mo Wall Songha of the Chrysanthemum Sword Pavilion, who had appeared beside Mu Hyunjin, Chen Mu Dojo, and the others, asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
“What is that?”
“The Dragon Plate.”
Chul’s short answer drew gasps of surprise from the crowd.
The Jubilee Plaque symbolizes the absolute authority of the Dragonmoon’s founder, Pahon.
There’s no one who doesn’t know that.
Wall Songha and Wei Tagong raced to the front of the room to check it out.
“Oh my gosh, this is……!”
“I can’t believe you have a real Jurassic plaque……!”
The two men’s side-by-side expressions of surprise made Zhong Yin’s giggles even louder.
With the unique characteristics of the Jurassic Deck confirmed by two of the biggest names in the game, the doubt is completely gone.
It was a clear realization.
If Iron Ripple is the owner of the Major Arcana, its distribution is equivalent to that of Fatehorn.
Immediately, the Heavenly Martial Dojo sounded the Sixth Radiance Scepter.
-The Iron Lord has inherited the discipline of swordsmanship and the martial arts of wireless, so the high allotment is not beyond the reach of the martial artists of his time.
“Ugh!”
“Three, oh my……!”
“Wireless! Check!”
“Crazy!”
A soundless shockwave spreads rapidly.
Then Chu Liuhui said with a nonchalant expression.
“You don’t have to treat me like a boss, and I didn’t announce it for that purpose anyway.”
After a moment of stunned silence, Weetagong cleared his throat and spoke.
“Well, then……?”
“This is the beginning of something very interesting, an allocation that straddles the two camps.”
Witagong’s expression changed instantly.
I suddenly remembered a conversation I had with Hyunjin Mu earlier.
-At the end of the series of dances, I have one thing to tell you.
-What to pass……?
-I’ll tell you everything when I’m done. It’s very important. Nonap adds that the contents of the letter may lead the two factions to a relationship of cooperation, if not unity, at least cooperation, if only for a time.
“I see, the secret history of the Wulin distribution is not all there is to it!
To no one’s surprise, a clear voice rang out.
“We’re going to have to rally around me, so rally around me.”
“Public……?”
As everyone scratched their heads, including Witagong, an unexpected name rang in their ears.
“January Magick.”
At the same time as the words of the Iron Lizard, the complexions of Wei Tigong, Yuk Geumgang, and Ye Yongzhi turned white.
How many times a day do I get surprised.
The voice continued, unperturbed.
“The Moon Moon Sect has already infiltrated this powerful clan, and I plan to spearhead it, and…….”
He waved his hand to one side, and Wen YinYing walked up beside him in a cheerful stride.
Gal Zhongheon.
Standing in front of the group, he clasped his hands together in unspoken greeting.
Then, turning his head, Chullehorn pointed at him with a gesture of his chin and said.
“As you can see, the eater of this gate, the former master of the Kuma Meng, will be joining us in this endeavor.”
Wei Tigong, Jin Zhaoge, and the rest of the team were stunned.
“Goo, goo, goo!”
“Heh……!”
“Is this true?”
And so, as another loud shock swept through his intestines, Chul Ryuhyeon’s tasteless voice slipped through his red lips.
“This will be a hunt, not a fight, for the swords of this gate are already strong.”
* * *
The face of the Blue Scarlet Sword Sect Leader stiffened as he continued along the forest path.
KagaGang…… Kwagwagwang…… Tsk, tsk, tsk!
The echoes of metallic and crashing sounds were coming from the distance.
“No! Is this an enemy attack?
At the end of the forest path is his destination, the White Rock Gate.
PapaPak-!
Shi Fangqiao immediately cast Inner Gong.
Fast compressed distance.
It wasn’t long before I was within sight of the main entrance to the White Gate, and the scent of blood wafted on the wind and tingled my nostrils.
“There’s a real fight, it looks like a big one, let’s go in and help!
Swiftly drawing his sword, he barged through the tightly closed door, kicking it open with his foot and shouting.
“How dare you come in here!”
Right then.
Poof!
Not far ahead, with an eerie sound, a swordsman fell to the ground in a spray of gore.
“LOL!
Seol Pangyo flinched involuntarily.
Because the power in that blow was just too much.
The person who cast the spell was none other than the General Superintendent of Police.
That’s not all.
Elder Ip Hwan, as well as the other two leaders, Gu Yangtian, Gu Yangzi, and Gu Yang, were also slashing at dozens of enemies with their skillful swords.
“Ouch!”
“Boom!”
“Ugh!”
Screaming swordsmen falling to the ground.
There were already a hundred or so enemies in the rectangular haze, soaked in blood.
‘Probate……?
A gleam of suspicion flashed in Shi Fangqiao’s eyes.
I did.
The group currently lying on the ground in front of the White Sword Gate’s cadre was the Brutal Sword Squad, the elite group of swordsmen at the Sword Gate.
Windowpane.
Boom!
A figure spewing intense qi charged forward, blasting Qi from the soles of his feet.
The captain of the Brutal Swordsmen and master of the Sealing Gate.
Across from Zilcera, the cohort advanced swiftly, swords outstretched.
Kwaaaaaaaang – !