Chapter 147

Bu Eun-sul and Wu Kang were exchanging stretched seconds at a close enough distance that their faces would have collided.
Papapapap!
As time went on, Wu Kang’s face became increasingly distorted as he practiced his kung fu.
While the pokkeok is an excellent form, it is a distraction compared to the heaven-shattering kung fu chi ceremony.
As they were forced to defend against the power of Kwon Machil-sik, who freely poured out his power, they were scattering their seconds and air power.
“Great!”
Suddenly, a faint light flickered in Wu Kang’s fist.
Unable to defeat Bu Eunseol’s kung fu with finesse and chi kung, he attempts to use his air power to overpower her.
Boom!
Fist met fist, and the seismic waves spread out in concentric circles.
At the same time, Wu Kang took three steps backward, but Bu Eun-sul stood tall, like a ceiling from heaven.
“……!”
Wu Kang’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at the scene.
‘I had no idea you were this good.
With the help of his elders, he took countless elixirs that were said to be good for his health since childhood.
Not a day went by that I didn’t hone my craft until I reached forty lines.
As a result, I’ve always prided myself on being superior to the masters of my age, but …… I’ve been beaten by a younger man.
“I’ll admit that you’re better than all of them.”
As Wu Kang looked at Bu Eunseol, Zheng Kwang’s eyes widened.
“Prepare the gin.”
Chubbun.
At his shout, all the open disciples drew their long sticks and surrounded Bu Eunseol.
“Draw your sword. You can’t take on this jin with just your fist.”
At Wu Kang’s advice, Bu Eun-sul remained expressionless.
“I’ll pick it when the time is right.”
“Are you one of them?”
Buunsul frowned at the out-of-the-blue question.
When he didn’t answer after a few moments, Wu Kang continued.
“The Honor Sect has always upheld the Way of the Council. Even if he’s a disciple of the Dao, his body must be recovered.”
He looked her up and down, then spoke again.
“Tell me what sect you belong to. We will send your body there.”
“I don’t care.”
Bu Eun-sul said, her eyes never wavering.
“If I lose, let the beasts tear my body apart.”
She has no attachment to life, so it doesn’t matter what happens to the body.
Only to move forward, because that’s what he had to do.
But Wu Kang looked at Bu Eun-sun with a strange look in his eyes.
“You don’t believe you can lose.”
“You talk a lot.”
Wu Kang’s dark eyebrows knitted together as Bu Eunsun gave him a look of displeasure, then wordlessly walked over and joined Qin Lie’s ranks.
Ooooh.
At that moment, a low vibration accompanied by intense energy surged from the bodies of the five fang daoists, including Wu Kang.
There was a vibration and momentum that you don’t see in ordinary pendulums.
“Not a hitter.
Boonsun’s eyes narrowed.
The opening is home to Tagujin, a Shaolin temple that is said to be twinned with the Shaolin White Hair Nahanjin.
However, it takes thirty to thirty-six people to perform the Tagujin method, which means that what the masters of the Apricot Line are performing is a different method of opening.
“You’ll know it when you see it.
Bu Eun-sul lightly stretched out her hand and unleashed the power of the Kwonmachoshen.
“Ha!”
Then the four Open Disciples who were besieging Bu Eunseol wielded their long sticks and lightly dissolved the power.
Ta-da-da-da.
He then stabbed the stick low, as if using a jidang dao, and relentlessly targeted Bu Eunseol’s lower body.
“The power of truth.
Until now, no opponent has been able to take Kwon’s power lightly and immediately counterattack.
Bu Eun-sul noticed that whenever they practiced a particular defense, a strange energy surged through them.
Tzitzitzitz.
A brilliance once again flashed from Bu Eunsul’s fist as she deployed her cultivation technique to avoid Zhang Feng.
Pow!
At that moment, five streams of sharp power poured down on Wu Kang and the Apricot Pathfinders, each at a different angle and direction.
It was a Kwonmachil-style jaicho, a trick of the extreme honor.
Tatak. Paralarak.
As the inevitable outpouring of different powers came, the Apricot Path followers gathered and dispersed like flower buds, wielding their long sticks over and over again.
It’s a very unique and perfect passing technique that has once again dissolved the power of the Boo Eun Seol.
Bam bam bam bam!
This time, the Apricot Hunters fought back, swinging their long sticks and occasionally unleashing a one-handed blow.
As he watched their attacks swirl around him, his eyes widened.
“The art of openness is more diverse than I thought.
The techniques they used were different and each had a unique stance.
With so many fangdos, it seemed like there was a lot of variety in the martial arts being taught.
Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
After a brief exchange of thirty or so seconds, Bu Eun-sul stepped back for a moment.
“The truth is subtle, but those who unfold it are not perfect.
The Qin Dao is subtle and cannot be broken in a short period of time, but each martial artist who develops the Qin Dao has their own unique style.
Because of this, Bu Eun-sul could see right through the holes in their defense.
As he leisurely observes their tricks, Bu Eunseol is about to unleash his power,
Pow!
In the distance, a sharp crash and a dull thud sounded simultaneously.
He could tell at once that it was the sound of a white horse striking the ground.
“Yuyun Dragon.
There’s no punching the ground with a white horse.
Perhaps the Yuyun Dragon was pounding the ground in vain. That is to say, the tide of battle was turning against him.
“I guess I shouldn’t have done that after all.
The martial arts of the Great Masters are already at their peak.
To defeat them, you must not only surpass them in numbers, but also in the strength of your mind.
“Now!”
After a moment’s distraction, the center of the snowflake shifted. Wu Kang, who immediately spotted it, shouted.
“Unholy dog!”
Pow!
Then all the masters of the Apricot Line, who were wielding long sticks, leaped to their feet.
Looking at the scene, Bu Eunseol frowned in disbelief.
“At best, you take a chance and use that herbivore…….
Humans can’t stay airborne the way birds can, so we have a big hole in our descent.
This is why jumping into the air during combat is one of the most taboo behaviors in real life.
Boom!
But then something unexpected happened.
The Apricot Pathfinders leaped into the air and suddenly clashed their long sticks violently against each other.
Chiyiyiying!
At that moment, the outer surface of the rod shattered, revealing the silvery metal inside.
At the same time, a sharp, loud metallic sound pierced my ears.
The metallic sound was a piercing, grotesque sound that seemed to dig into my skull.
“Kick.
Having mastered the Beast Dao, Bu Eunseol’s senses are many times sharper than even the most accomplished martial artists.
The moment you hear it, it’s as if you’ve been stabbed in the back of the head, and the world turns white.
Chubbun.
The Apricot Marchers didn’t miss the opportunity, landing in half-air and pummeling Bu Eunseol’s body.
Papapapapapap!
Buunseol was knocked backward by a series of blows from Zhang Feng.
“Hoo hoo hoo.”
Wu Kang looked at Bu Eunseol, whose clothes were torn into rags by Zhang Feng, and smiled with approval.
“This is what happens when even the greatest masters fall prey to the tricks of unscriptural dogs.”
“A dog startled by a loud noise.”
Bu Eun-sul rather smirked.
“A beggar’s choice of herbs.”
“Hoo hoo hoo. Do you know the dog’s weakness?”
Wu Kang said with a smug expression.
“A dog’s weakness is its nose. You can beat them up there, but they’ll suffer more if you spray vinegar in their nose, because they have a great sense of smell.”
Wu Kang said, smiling once again.
“Your mages generally use martial arts that amplify the senses. I’ve heard that the Nangyagak have them, and so do the Demon Palace and the Extremely Secret Palace.”
“I’m so proud to use a messy catch.”
“Hoo hoo hoo. You’re right, we’re beggars. It’s funny how beggars only use clean methods.”
Wu Kang smiled wryly.
“It’s a trick designed to deal with the likes of you, so it’s all the more special.”
“It’s a trick to get rid of the majong.”
For a moment, the swollen eyes were puzzled.
“The trick of the unscriptural view is the counterpart of the martial art of martial arts passed down from the Wushu to the Open Cause masters.”
“Ho-ho, did you know that?”
“Ye Huanjin told me. “Each of the Great Masters has been given a secret to breaking the martial arts.”
“Yeo Hwan-jin?”
At that moment, Wu Kang’s expression turned bizarre.
“Does that mean you are the ten warriors who killed him?”
“Yes.”
“Hoohoohoo…… hahahaha!”
Wu Kang chuckled and nodded.
“You’ve caught an unexpected fish!”
Wu Kang nodded with satisfaction.
“That’s two deadly enemies in one, so the priest should have no problem becoming a fire master.”
“Process?”
“Don’t pretend you can afford it.”
Wu Kang sneered as Bu Eunsun’s eyes lit up.
“If you’ve been struck by the Wukou Feng Method, your heart will be shaken and you won’t even be able to move your body.”
When Wu Kang was practicing his art, he unleashed a powerful internal force.
He is convinced that Bu Eun-sul has suffered internal injuries because he was beaten so hard by the attack.
“Then why don’t you just do it right away.”
Staring at Wu Kang, Bu Eunsul muttered to herself.
“Or you’re scared.”
Wu Kang snorted in disbelief as he looked at Bu Eunseol’s expression, which was so calm.
“Are you playing dumb, or are you saying it’s the last time?”
Wu Kang, holding up the long pole, smiled triumphantly.
“You’re out of luck.”
Wu Kang’s eyes burned with excitement as he slowly approached.
Even though he did it to help Sheng Lun, he was credited with capturing one of the Ten Devils with his own hands.
“Goodbye.”
Wu Kang’s martial arts fluttered through the air like a butterfly.
He unleashes his self-purification technique, the Midnight Sword, to crush the head of Boonsun once and for all.
“……!”
Wu Kang felt strange.
As she looked at the long peak overhead, her eyes sparkled with crystalline light.
It was never the look of someone who had been severely traumatized.
“Oops!
You know something is wrong, but you can’t reap the rewards of the seconds you’ve already put in.
Boom!
At that moment, an earth-shattering black noise rang out.
At the same time, a cloud of inky color appeared from Bu Eunsun’s back and enveloped Wu Kang’s body.
It was like a force of nature that could neither be avoided nor stopped.
Hundred million.
With a grisly sound, a thin line of blood drew across Wu Kang’s neck as he slammed the longsword down.
It’s a slash-and-burn, all-out war.
“How to…….”
Wu Kang’s cloudy eyes were filled with disbelief.
How is it that a sword that should have been shaken to the core by the martial art of the sword is still intact?
“Because I didn’t have internal injuries.”
Upon reaching the semi-polar core sacrificial stratum, Bu Eun-sul’s entire body was filled with powerful Ho Che-jin Qi.
And it was always there, protecting the body of Bu Eun-sul.
Wu Kang, however, hadn’t anticipated that at all, and his victory was assured by simply striking Feng Law.
Kuung.
Having lost its owner, the supply and demand fell to the ground in despair.
“Dishcloth!”
The four Apricot Pathfinders, who had finally regained their senses, attacked Bu Eunseol with long sticks.
And it was just good fodder for the bloodthirsty Mukgum.
Chaaaahhh!
The inky sword energy spread out like a butcher’s knife, then turned into a crisscrossing sword energy that enveloped the Apricot Pathfinders.
The third ceremony of the Wuhan Heavenly Flow, the Zhan Yue Hyo-Sheng’s trick, had been performed.
“Yay!”
As the crossed sword qi rained down on them, the Apricot Pathfinders swung their long sticks frantically in terror.
It was like black and turquoise fighting for space.
In the end, it comes down to which side takes up more space.
And the result…… was the triumph of the black sword, blackening all space.
Pow!
Blood splattered in the air, splattering the Apricot Pathfinders’ bodies with fresh blood.
Percussion.
With all of the Apricot Marchers taken care of, Bu Eunseol leapt up into the air with all her might.
“Yuyun Dragon!
His destination was the reed field where Yu Yunlong and Sheng Lun were fighting.