Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Wang Yinhua’s parched skin was alive and her eyes were full of energy.
Not only that, but he had bulging muscles on his otherwise lean body.
He had been practicing the outer techniques of Ascension, as the masked man had predicted.
Papapap!
The master unleashed his lightning fist again.
However, Wang Inhwa didn’t throw a punch, but instead moved forward.
Billion.
The sharp blade slammed into Wang Yinhua’s body, causing the master to take a few steps back.
“Nahan Qigong?”
The master’s eyes lit up.
Wang Yinhua’s body emitted a powerful rebounding force with each blow. It was very similar to Nahan Qigong, Shaolin’s external martial art.
“Take it!”
Wang Yin Hua, who had received a powerful kung fu technique in his body, finally drew his sword and unleashed his sword technique.
Whirligig.
Qin Tianmen’s Qin Tian Sword Technique is not incredibly powerful, but it is very solid and stable.
Unable to find a loophole in the sword, the master unfolded a series of moves to evade the sword.
However, Wang Yinhua’s Qin Tian Sword moved like a living snake, piercing through the master’s body.
The master’s eyes flashed as he practiced the technique. At the same time, a powerful wind formed in his fist.
Wham!
Unable to dodge the raining swords of Wang Yin Hua, he held his hands out in front of him.
It was as if the motion was a stretching of a transparent window, not a punch.
Puff-puff!
With a vibrating sound, Wang Yinhua’s body, which had been unleashing sword techniques, took a few steps backward.
The intense power of the master’s blows pummeled his body.
“Hmm.”
Despite being beaten down by so much power, Wang Yinhua remained cynical.
“The rule of law doesn’t work.”
With a cutting sound, Wang Yin Hua released another sharp sword herb.
The master unleashed a series of kicks while performing a series of evasive moves.
After twenty seconds of this, Wang Inhua’s brow furrowed slightly, though he maintained a stoic expression.
The master’s fist was vibrating strongly at the point of contact, as if he were striking an iron bell.
“Hmm.”
Wang Yin Hua’s expression as he wielded the sword finally changed.
No matter how hard and powerful you are on the outside, the inside of a human being is filled with soft organs and blood.
If you get hit with one of these powerful vibrational kicks after another, you’re going to end up with a lot of internal injuries.
Billion!
Blood gushed from Wang Yinhua’s throat as he took another blow.
“You shouldn’t cough up blood.
He tried to force himself to swallow the blood, but the more he did so, the more the throbbing around his mingqi increased and his hands and feet lost strength.
‘You’re saying you’ve been wounded.
“Yikes!”
Wang Yinhua finally spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.
Although he wore a powerful outer armor, his flesh was unable to withstand the master’s techniques.
“Ugh.”
Wang Yinhua coughed up blood and shook his head.
“…… lost.”
When he admitted defeat, the master looked down at him with an impassive expression and slowly turned away.
-Waaaaaah!
A cheer erupted from Padomun’s camp.
Now that the master had defeated Qin Tianwenzhu, the odds were completely tilted in his favor.
Barely able to stand, Wang Yinhua looked up at the distant sky.
“Is this the will of the heavens?”
In the Qin Tian Mundo, the only people who can deal with a master like him are the three dan masters.
Guo Chen, sensing his true intentions, led his wounded body and spoke loudly.
“Moonjoo. Don’t worry. I’m coming out.”
“Wait.”
At that moment, a young man stepped in front of Wang Yinhua. It was Bu Eun-sul.
“I’ll take the next one.”
Wang Yinhua and Guo Tian narrowed their eyes as they stared at the suddenly-appeared Bu Eunsun.
Did we just cross the line?
Dressed in plain robes and with a rusted sword at his side, he was nothing more than a raggedy hobo.
Wang Inhwa looked at Bu Eunseol and wished her a happy funeral.
“The fate of the text hangs in the balance.”
He said with a bitter smile.
“How can a foreigner who is not a disciple of the text compete in such a contest? Go home.”
Wang Yinhua thought it was just a young romantic who wanted to show off his sense of fairness and martial arts.
“He’s no Pado Mundo, either.”
Wang Yinhua shook her head at Bu Eun-sul’s reference to the master.
“That’s only because the Padawan’s face is as thick as iron skin. We have no intention of bringing outsiders into the fold.”
Then Moon Kwang, who was being treated, staggered over.
“My lord, send him away.”
“What?”
“He is the best of the Nangin University, nay, the best of me, a martial artist with a great martial spirit.”
Wang Yinhua couldn’t believe it.
No matter how good a martial artist he is, this young man must be a high-level master. With such skill, he could never defeat a master.
“Moon Danju. Wake up. How can you send a foreigner to the final battle?”
Gu Qian also shook his head solemnly, and Wen Guang said with an eager expression.
“Lord of Heaven. Please believe me. When have I ever spoken nonsense?
Hearing Wen Guang’s eager words, Wang Yinhua and Guo Tian looked at each other and were silent.
Wen Guang is a loyal servant who has risked his life to protect Qin Tianmen.
Besides, no matter who steps up to the plate, there’s no chance of beating a master……, so it’s the same old story.
“I see. I’ll allow it.”
Wang Yinhua’s words didn’t stop Bu Eunseol from stepping forward.
He pointed to the master.
The master frowned at the sight.
This was the kind of arrogant behavior that only those with much higher allocations, or who were really good at it, would do.
“Hmm.”
With a short snort, the master sent a punch toward Bu Eunseol.
It was the same strange vibration that had defeated Wang Inhwa earlier.
“Is it a white circle.”
Swollen Snow’s eyes flashed as he lightly dodged a blow.
“No, you’re alternating between the right of first refusal and the right of last resort.”
Even though you may only have mastered the first half of the Kwonmachil style, it contains all of the fundamental techniques of Kwonkuk.
In other words, Bu Eun-sul is well-versed in all the laws of the land.
“You seem to know your way around a bow.”
The master snorted, and Bu Eun-Seol smiled thinly.
“I know how to unfold.”
Flicking her sleeve lightly, she made a fist.
It was all so ordinary. There was no power, no change.
But it was fast enough to cut through the lightning in the sky, immediately blocking the next attack.
It was the same technique that the master used on Wang Inhwa.
“……!”
One of the master’s eyebrows twitched as Bu Eun-sul improvised his own technique.
He realized that Bu Eun-sul was also a master of kung fu.
“Ha!”
Along with Ki Hap Seong, the master created dozens of kung fu techniques in a single day.
We use extreme backwardness so that Bu Eunseol can’t copy it.
“You’re naive.”
The master’s sweeping movements drew a smile from the corners of Bu Eun-sul’s mouth.
When your life is on the line, emotions are a luxury. It’s all about finding the enemy’s weaknesses and executing the right move at the right time.
“The moment you lose your cool, the game is over.”
The master’s eyes flashed with mockery as Bu Eun-sul stepped back.
“Phew, finesse can’t beat speed!”
Quack, quack, quack!
The master’s white ray of light changed again in thin air, enveloping Bu Eunseol’s entire body.
No matter how fast we moved, there was nowhere to hide.
“But fast doesn’t beat heavy.”
As he stared at the blazing white rays, a flaming azirang rose from his fist.
Finally, you want to use a power-of-seven expression.
Kuung.
With a light fist, the shadows of the chromosphere washed away with a shuddering vibration that shook the earth’s axis.
At the same time, the entirety of Bu Eun-sul’s power penetrated the master’s heart. It was the exquisite first step of the Kung Fu Master.
“Eek.”
The master quickly tried to defend himself, but the power of the Flying Snow had already touched him.
Kuung.
Instantly, the master’s body collapsed on the spot.
The moment Bu Eun-sul’s powerful powers touched his body, the dismal career yanked him forward again.
Of all the fencing techniques in the world, only the Kwonmachil style was able to move power freely.
“Ewww.”
The master, his complexion extremely pale, dropped to his knees and coughed up a gob of blood.
“Ugh.”
He forced himself to his feet, but quickly fell back to his knees.
He was deeply wounded by his inability to stop Boo Eun Seol’s single-handed rule.
“Hmm.”
Looking down at the scene, Bu Eunsul didn’t look back and returned to Qin Tianmen’s camp.
-Waaaaaah!
This time, cheers erupted from Qin Tianmen’s camp.
They had won a game they thought they could never win.
Conversely, there was tension in Padomun’s camp.
The final match, as one of the two factions will have to leave the Shangyang region entirely.
“Holy shit.”
The Guandong army shuddered as they watched the master battle.
The disrespect shown by Bu Eun-sul is of the next level. It’s not the level of a fringe clan vying for supremacy in a mere Shangyang region.
Before he could do anything, the masked man stepped forward.
“I’ll take the authorship.”
Then Guan Dokun’s face brightened dramatically.
As skilled as the master of the courier may be, the master of the mask must be even more so.
“Will you do that?”
Most lords of any clan would have said no at least once to stroke their ego.
But Guan Dokun’s face was like a steel plate, and he didn’t take no for an answer, but rather ushered the masked man forward like a pointillist.
“Well, good luck with that.”
The masked man strode forward, not even looking at Guan Dokun.
“Nangin.”
The masked man looked down at Bu Eunseol and said coldly.
“There’s no way a man of his caliber could have gotten this far without being recognized. He must be hiding his identity.”
He chuckled lightly and threw up his hands.
Bu Eun-sul looked at him and quickly deployed her kung fu.
Shhhh!
Then the masked man’s waist bent slightly, as if he had been hit by a typhoon.
The Kung Ma Ch’ien is both fierce and gentle, light as the wind and destructive as a thunderbolt.
It also has the ability to shift power freely because of all the changes in the laws of nature.
Even now, Bu Eun-sul feels like she’s been hit in the face, but she’s actually been hit in the side.
“Hmm.”
However, the masked man dodged with a quick twist of his body as if he had predicted Buunseol’s number.
But the power was not extinguished; it haunted his body like a ghost, seeking the prestigious blood in his back.
“Ho.”
The masked man’s eyes widened and he held out one hand in front of him.
Pods.
The short tremors spread out in all directions, and the power of the snowflakes could no longer move forward. It was as if it was blocked by a huge wall.
“……!”
At that moment, one of his eyebrows rose.
For the first time since the Kwonmachil ceremony, there is a figure who receives it graciously.
Boom!
As Bu Eun-sul deployed her fist again, cannonballs rained down on the masked man’s face with an air-splitting bombast.
It was Samsung’s labor of love that poured out the super water of Kwon Ma Cho Hyun, which was always used lightly.
With so much speed and power, the masked man was impossible to avoid.
Click!
At that moment, the masked man extended his finger like lightning.
Boom!
Fists and fingers collided, sending concentric shockwaves in all directions with a loud crashing sound.
“Act?
Surprisingly, the masked man has one finger on Buunsul’s powers.
The power to crush thick rocks with a single finger?
And, as if he’d mastered a unique and powerful maneuver, his fingernails were covered with reddish agaric.
“That’s an amazing punchline.”
The masked man narrowed his eyes, as if savoring the power contained in the Boo Eun-sul’s one-liner.
“On the surface, it looks like a strong and uncompromising foreign law, but inside, it’s a non-partisan Ikebana.”
Muttering lowly, the masked man bent three of his fingers into a pitchfork, as if extending a Shaolin dragon hand.
He quickly closed the distance and snapped his fingers.
Chirp!
A sharp, sword-like radiance poured from the cloaked figure’s fingertips as they cut through the air.
Every time a red finger snapped through the air, a strand of swollen hair fell out of her face.
“Fast.
Even if Kwon Ma Chih-sik was an excellent kung fu practitioner, his training period was too short.
But the masked man had been practicing his craft for decades, and he was adept at releasing and retrieving herbs.
Chirp!
Another second passed, and the masked man’s hand transformed into a dragon, wrapping around Bu Eunseol’s body.
Bu Eunseol didn’t panic and performed a super-speed dance, evading and increasing the distance between her and the masked man.
“If I hadn’t experienced the Nine Heavenly Swords, I would never have been able to escape.
Bu Eunseol had already fought a close-range battle with a ninth-ranked sword master named Zheng Tian.
If she hadn’t had that experience, Bu Eunseol would have already been manipulated by the masked man and gravely injured.
“That’s fast, but…….”
The cloaked figure unfurling the manipulation spoke coldly.
“You can’t run away from the law as it unfolds.”
The swords of the masked man were like a red storm, sealing off the Heavenly Realm of Bu Eunseol.
At the same time, a tremendous amount of pressure was pressing down on his entire body, impeding his evasive movements.
‘His maneuver is to anticipate and execute even evasive maneuvers.
As time went on, large and small bites appeared on Buunsul’s body.
The masked man’s sword movements were even faster than Zheng Tian’s nanblade from earlier.
“Strong.
Even in the midst of the crisis, Buunsul’s heart was racing.
The masked man’s skill is probably on par with Zheng Chen’s. That means he’s got another chance to go at it full force.
“If so!
Taking a deep breath, Bu Eun-sul furiously turned up the inherited antipolar oscillator in her body.
Boom!
As he raised his inner qi above the seven stars, Bu Eunseol’s pupils dilated greatly, and a strange light burst forth.
Until now, Bu Eun-sul has never injected more than Samsung into his kung fu.
This was because the power of the Kwonma Chil-Sik was too great.
However, he finally met an opponent who would be able to unleash the full force of his knowledge.