Chapter 146

Chapter 146

She knew at a glance who was in the meeting.
“The Ten Horsemen of the White Horse.”
At Sung Lun’s question, Yoo Unryong, the man in the meeting, nodded.
“You are the Wheel of Opening.”
“Yes.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
Sheng Lun narrowed his eyes and sneered.
“You mean to tell me that the Ten Horsemen of the White Horse, who was defeated by Ping Seowoon and ran away with his ass, is now challenging me?”
As expected of a master from the open, he was using his verbal skills to distract Yu Yunlong.
“Hmph.”
In the old days, I would have gotten excited and used my hands.
But after returning from the dead, Yu Yunlong was no longer the arrogant, emotionally driven ten-horse warrior he once was.
“The important thing is that we survived that fight.”
Liu Yunlong’s words made Sung Lun wipe the smile off his face.
To have survived a life-and-death battle with a champion of the cause, that experience would be of immense benefit to a warrior.
If so, you’ve probably improved your skills by leaps and bounds.
“So I guess I’m worthy to compete with this body.”
Looking down at his hands, Sheng Lun spread his arms in a relaxed manner.
“Strike first.”
Liu Yunlong clutched the white horse fragment with a sullen expression.
Sung Lun’s ease and superiority doesn’t come from arrogance; it’s because he knows he’s good enough.
“They’re all monsters.
I say the word monster, and the face of Buunsul pops into my head.
Its appearance is reminiscent of an exquisite beauty, but inside its body is an unrecognizable monster crouching.
“Interest is nothing compared to him.
The Yuyun Dragon’s ultimate goal is to become the heir to the Mazen.
To get there, you must overcome this trial and defeat the snowflakes.
Green.
At that moment, five shadows descended from thin air behind Sheng Lun’s back, accompanied by a rippling sound.
He was dressed in simple clothes, but his whole body was covered with aura like a mountain, and a bluish long pole was tied around his waist.
They were the masters of apricot row.
“Step aside, priest.”
Wu Kang, the organizer of this year’s Apricot Tour, stepped in front of Sheng Lun.
“We’ll take care of the author.”
“That’s fine.”
Sheng Lun shook his head with a relaxed expression.
“I can handle that.”
“I see. But those Ten Demon Warriors are not the demons who inherited the brutal martial arts of the Ten Doors.”
Wu Kang shook his head with a serious expression.
“You are the one who will lead this room in the future. If you are injured, you must report to…….”
The words didn’t last long.
Tzitzitzitz.
A man with a rusted sword appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a strange crackling sound. It was snow.
“And you?”
At Wu Kang’s question, Bu Eun-sul didn’t hesitate to throw a punch at Wu Kang.
It was a light touch, but it was a storm of power.
In the end, Wu Kang and the four rowdies were forced to retreat in haste.
“Who are you!”
Hearing Wu Kang’s shout, Bu Eunsun said coldly.
“Nothing to know.”
After a moment of confusion, Wu Kang looked at Yu Yunlong and Bu Eunsun alternately before sneering.
“Were two against one?”
“That must have been your plan.”
In response to Bu Eunseol’s response, Wu Kang said with a shameless expression.
“The priest is the blue dog who will be in charge of the future opening. He doesn’t have to deal with servants like you.”
“Are you saying that beggars can discriminate against people?”
Wu Kang’s eyes didn’t change in response to Bu Eun-sul’s sneer.
“Let’s call it status.”
“Special.”
Bu Eun-sul slowly held out his right fist.
Then a faint glow grew in his fist. A powerful force surged through him, and the flow of his energy was visible to the eye.
“Find out if there’s anything special after death.”
Wu Kang cried out as the flesh burst forth from Bu Eunsun’s body.
“Strike!”
Then the apricot hunters behind him stepped forward as if they had been waiting for him.
Wham!
At the same time, winds coming from all four directions are digging in like they’re going to crush your bones.
It was the ascension of opening, the breaking of the jade stone with a light blow.
Kwarrung!
Bu Eunseol thrust out his fist, and a beam of power began to push back the power that had been pouring into the sky.
It was the exquisite power of Kwon Macho Hyun.
“What is that?”
Wu Kang’s eyes widened as he watched.
To block a poke from four people, I would have to push back with at least equal force, or perform four seconds in a row.
But isn’t Bu-Eun-Seol magically stopping the power of four people with a single punch?
“I can’t believe there’s a law like that.
The power she unleashed was like a tangible sword qi, free to be directed as it pleased, and it retained its power to the end.
“It’s a martial art that requires a lot of inner strength.
Wu Kang stepped forward, realizing that Bu Eun-sul’s kung fu was not only bizarre, but that she had great skill.
“Stay back. I’ll deal with him!”
He stepped in front of the swollen snow, his fists swinging like windmills as he unfurled his fist.
Wu Kang’s punching power, like a dishcloth directing the apricot march, was far superior to that of the four fencers.
Whirrrrrrr! Whirrrrrr!
The distance narrowed even further as Kwon and Kwon clashed.
Before long, the two were exchanging snacks at a distance where they could clearly see each other’s faces.
Kwon was definitely a cut above Bu Eun-sul.
Wu Kang, however, was a master of the art, having spent thirty years honing his kung fu. What he lacked in power, he made up for in skill by using the most subtle of techniques at the right time.
“With Wu Shixing and the four hangdogs, at least we won’t lose.
Watching Bu Eunseol and Wu Kang duke it out in the distance, Sheng Lun turned his head and spoke to Yu Yunlong.
“Well, let’s move it around a bit.”
Yu Yunlong’s smile widened at Sung Lun’s words.
I was finally able to go one-on-one with him.
“Good.”
As the shen lun soared into the sky, Yu Yunlong immediately followed.
Soon, the two angry men passed through the Yingfeng Strait and came to a reed bed.
Sheng Lun stopped when he spotted a reed bed bathed in moonlight.
“This might be a good place.”
Yu Yunlong slowly walked forward, and after about twenty steps, he stopped.
A typical whip has an attack range of three sheets.
However, you can increase the number of halberds up to six, or even shorten it to a longsword if you prefer.
Knowing him well, Sheng Lun realized that this twenty paces was Yu Yunlong’s favorite distance.
“This is the author’s favorite distance.
Ping!
A whip as white as sand dug into his brow with a wind-cutting crack.
If he had been an average player, this move would have pierced his brow.
Pod!
But Sung Lun’s reflexes were like lightning.
Immediately turning his body to avoid the white horse, he drew a circle with one hand. It was the eighty-eighth chapter of the Hang Dragon, the two great arts of opening and closing.
With a powerful surge of tension, Yu Yunlong immediately retrieved the white horseshoe and spun it like a spinning top.
The pinnacle of foreign martial arts, the Hang Dragon Field is stronger the more you take it head-on.
Yu Yunlong circled around Sheng Lun’s body, relieving the tension, waiting for an opportunity.
“The white horse’s tricks were always so passive!”
Sheng Lun smirked and released a series of tensions with both hands.
However, this playful outpouring was the first meal of the most heaviest and most mysterious of the eighty-eight divine dragons.
“Down.”
Letting out a short chant, Yu Yunlong waved his hand, and suddenly, the white horse fragments split into three, crashing against the tension.
Parallax!
With a sound like the wind being cut, the tension was released in one fell swoop, and Yu Yunlong withdrew another sheet.
When Sheng Lun’s technique was fiercer and sharper than he expected, he kept his distance to take advantage of the whip’s strengths.
“There’s no point in backing down.”
Sheng Lun whistled, shaking the pair dizzily once more.
At that moment, dust rose from everywhere and invisible tension shot out like arrows.
It was an exquisite ice field in Hanglongjiang.
“Hmm.”
With a short snort, Yu Yunlong unleashed his stance and stepped back.
He anticipated that if he could resolve the janghak and counterattack, Sung Lun would close the distance again in the meantime.
“You have a cautious nature.”
Sheng Lun knew that Liu Yunlong was looking for a loophole in the art.
“Or has the white knight changed his tune?”
What’s scary about the White Horse method isn’t just that it escapes the constraints of the whip.
The problem is that every second of the back-and-forth doesn’t allow for a counterattack, as the opponent takes up all the space.
However, Yu Yunlong is doing the exact opposite, constantly defending and retreating backwards.
“I get your intentions, but we need to get this over with!”
Ududuk.
Bone crackles rang out from Sheng Lun’s body, as if he had channeled his inner qi into full force.
He is about to unleash the crowning glory of the Eighty Eight, the most powerful of the eighty-four.
Poof!
With the sound of flexible bamboo bending and stretching, a powerful tension poured into Yu Yunlong’s body in a circular motion.
Flash!
At that moment, a brilliance flashed in Yu Yunlong’s eyes. At the same time, his body shot out like an arrow and crashed into the tension.
Whirrrrrrr!
Surprisingly, Hang Long Yuhui’s herbivore’s food seemed to glide past his body as it struck him.
“No?”
Sung Lun was frustrated.
Through the torn clothes of the Yuyun Dragon, a white horse was wrapped around his body.
He wore a white robe draped over his entire body, like a hidden robe.
This was the method of the protective garment, which was only possible by cultivating the white horse heart, the highest heart of the white horse.
Pow!
Panicked, Sung Lun spat out three chapters in quick succession.
One after another, the axe-sharp Antidragon Field rained down, but it still slid away when it touched the Yuyun Dragon’s body.
He was able to survive being struck by the Seven Wounds of the Great Master Ping Seowoon of the Communal Sect by wearing this robe.
Ping! Chirrrrrrrrr!
Hundreds of strokes rained down from Yu Yunlong’s body as he broke through Sheng Lun’s attack and approached close range.
The white swimmer, covering the entire world, swallowed up the Holy Wheel like an avalanche.
Woohoohoo!
As the clouds of dust parted, the low crouching figure of the Nimbus was revealed.
His body was torn and bruised in many places from the racketeer’s tricks.
“This tactic…… is unique.”
“Don’t slack off!”
Gaining momentum, Yu Yunlong once again spun his body in reverse.
Then the white horseshoe clung to his body again, spraying out hundreds of strokes.
It was a variation on the cottage industry.
“If you unwind the whip, you’ll have to rewind it; such herbivory is already expected!”
Sheng Lun’s right hand was radiating an intense light.
At the same time, his left palm curled up like a blade and slid into the breaststroke.
Chaaaahhh!
With a parting of the waters, the Whipstorm parted, revealing the Yuyun Dragon within.
Because he hadn’t channeled all of his power, his hands had become as hard as if he had mastered the Heavenly River Water.
“Goodbye.”
At the same time, his right hand was making five long yungs.
It was a little-known herbivore in the Murim.
Poof, poof, poof, poof!
After being hit five times in a row, Yu Yunlong was knocked back five steps.
The robe protected him, but it couldn’t protect him from the five streaks of internal force that the Holy Wheel unleashed.
Jurrrrrr.
His tightly pursed lips were dripping with red blood.
It was a single blow, but it was a severe internal wound, like a severed heart.
“You’re pretty good, but you’re not going to beat me with that trick.”
Sheng Lun’s anti-dragon art was the opposite of Yu Yunlong’s white horse art.
Furthermore, the gap between them was so wide that Sheng Lun had already seen through Yu Yunlong’s means of conversion.
“Off.”
Sheng Lun approached Yu Yunlong, who was on one knee, a solemn expression on his face.
Liu Yunlong quickly rose to his feet and tried to swing his white horse.
However, the power of the Spirit Wheel’s air was so strong that he could not move his body, as if his blood had been suppressed.
Sheng Lun held out his palm with a solemn expression.
“That’s it!”
Without hesitation, he swung it at the Yuyun Dragon’s head.