Chapter 76

Venomous bodywork. The use of poison to enhance physical abilities, this is a secret art that can only be practiced by poisoners who have extreme poisons in their blood.
At that moment, Bu Eunsul’s sword turned into a beam of light and plunged into Yang Ming’s throat.
Bam!
With a loud metallic clang, the longsword bounced back. It was as if he had struck a solid block of iron.
Woof.
As she stared at the trembling longsword, Bu Eun-sul suddenly remembered what Seo Jin-ha had said to her last night.
-There are tens of thousands of different types of infernal poison balls. They can combine thousands of different poisons to create their own.
Seo Jin-ha looked to the side of Bu Eun-sul’s face and said.
-And while the vacuum of Yang Ming is known as Dokmachu Honji, he has a real favorite holiday. It’s called the Dokka Maejae.
Poisonous magic knot.
One of the most powerful poisonous arts of the Infernal Bloodline. Despite its power, the only ones who have mastered it are Yang Ming, his subordinates, and blood demons.
Not only does it require a long and painful training process to master, but it also prevents you from using weapons.
Not just your body, but your hands and feet become as hard as steel and your senses become numb.
“So you’ve been using only local winds.”
Bu Eun-sul suddenly understood why Yang Ming didn’t use the sword on his back and insisted on using only the poisoned horn.
“Knowest thou the hardness of thy nature?”
“I’ll be a cripple for the rest of my life.”
“Hmph. It just dulls the sensation in your fingertips.”
Yang Ming bared his teeth and laughed.
“Instead, it creates an indestructible body that can defend against any attack.”
Percussion.
Suddenly, a swiftly leaping snowflake sliced off Yang Ming’s ear.
Bam!
Even with a full dose of chi, I couldn’t cut off an ear, only a metallic echo.
“It tickles.”
Yang Ming snapped his fingers, and a cannonball-like career shot into Bu Eunseol’s front chest.
Bam!
With the metallic color, the snow was pushed toward the offstage end.
Despite blocking the wind with his sword, he was unable to offset the pressure.
“You have lost your strength!”
Yang Ming leaped toward Bu Eun-sul with open hands.
Window!
Bu Eun-sul unleashed a series of sword techniques, but she only cut the hem of his clothes, not even cutting into Yang Ming’s body.
“Hmph.”
The two names became giants, but their behavior became more agile.
Not only does it make your whole body stronger, but it also increases your physical strength many times over.
It has become a nightmare of a creature, spewing venom from its diamond-like body and following you to the end.
Poof!
The clash of sword and fist sent another wave of fluffy snow flying.
“Take it!”
Woohoo!
When the distance drops, a cannon-like gust of wind rains down.
If you get close enough, the fire-breathing Yang Ming will lunge at you with sharpened nails.
Poof!
The winds then pushed the heavy snow to the edge of the stage.
I quickly tried to get up, but my hands and feet felt heavy, as if my body had been paralyzed in the meantime.
“Hmm.”
The poisonous energy in Yang Ming’s body grew thicker and thicker.
I’ve been able to temporarily hold the poison down with my magic, but at this rate, I’m about to collapse without being able to use my fishhook poison.
“Hmph. So this is the level of the Nangya Palace’s Ten Demon Warriors.”
After pausing his attack for a moment, Yang Ming struck a full note.
“The penalty for interfering with the exercise of nature is death.”
Jumbled.
A thick, poisonous mist oozed from Yang Ming’s ten fingers as he slowly walked toward the kneeling Buunsun.
“Die.”
With a thud, black gusts of wind poured from the ten fingers.
Instead of shooting straight at her, it curved gently in the shape of a giant flower bud, and then poured down like rain on her head.
It was the Ten Commandments of Poisonous Magic, the most important part of the Poisonous Magic Method.
Papapapapap!
The black gusts of wind whipped around Bu Eunsun’s body, shattering the celestial tablets of the non-stage.
Whirling.
The wind blew dirt and stone dust in all directions, and I could see a gray shadow standing in it. It was snow.
“…….”
Most of his clothes were torn and there was blood everywhere, but luckily he wasn’t seriously injured.
Even though he was poisoned and unable to move his body properly, he maximized his beastly senses and stretched out at breakneck speed.
“Ho, I dodged a bullet.”
Yang Ming nodded in admiration.
“Then I’ll tear you apart myself.”
She strode over, her black nails bared.
Bu Eun-sul stared at him wordlessly.
My addiction was already getting worse and my tolerance was running out.
And no matter how many times you slice him, he never gets hurt.
“…….”
Bu Eunseol sheathed her sword as if she had made a decision.
Ironclad.
Yang Myung-myung smirked at the sight.
“Are you trying to abstain?”
As much as I’d like to tear him to pieces, he’s actually a member of the Nangyagak’s ten warriors.
If you kill those who refuse to abstain, even if they claim they didn’t know you were a Tenth Demon Warrior, Nangyagak will not let you off the hook.
“You’re welcome.”
Bu Eunseol wiped a trickle of blood from her forehead.
“Let’s continue.”
“Hmph.”
Yang Ming smiled cruelly.
“That’s good. This proprietor has certainly given you a chance.”
If you’ve gotten this far, there’s nothing left to say, even if you’re a footnote.
Yang Myung Myung had been biting his nails.
“Watch out!”
As he spoke, he unfolded the Dokmachu Honji’s temple grass, Dokyopasan.
Papa Papa!
A black line, like a net, wrapped around Buunsul’s body.
If he so much as touches that spiderwebbed remnant, his body will be shattered.
‘This old iron sword can only spread one herbivore.
Growl.
As he drew his sword again, millions of faint points of light seemed to float up from beneath his feet.
The first meal of the year.
It was a meteor shower.
Flash!
It was a brilliant but very short-lived glow.
Voila!
The lights instantly tore apart the huge web that Yang Ming had created. At the same time, a spot of light appeared on Yang Ming’s entire body, on Bu Eunsul’s body.
Pow!
Millions of light points lit up the entire world like firecrackers, and then were absorbed into Yang Ming’s right hand, which was pouring out the supernal essence of poisonous fossilized acid.
“…….”
For a while, the backstage was silent.
Bu Eunseol’s sword was already pointed toward the ground, and Yang Ming stood tall in his herbivore stance.
-Ah!
As the sword light faded, the martial artists in the stands rubbed their eyes as if waking from a dream.
When he saw the strange sword techniques and dots of light that Bu Eun-sul unleashed, his memories faded for a moment, and only a tingling sensation remained in his mind.
-What the heck happened?
-What kind of sword is that?
-What did you just do?
The crowd looked at the faces of the people next to them.
It looks like Buunsul has some sort of swordplay going on, but I can’t figure out what it is.
Only a few brilliant masters in the audience could have guessed that Bu Eun-sul had unleashed dozens of sword herbs in the blink of an eye.
Tut-tut-tut-tut.
Then the sound of falling iron rang out.
Bu Eunseol’s sword shattered into spiderweb-like pieces and fell to the floor.
-Buunsun lost!
The martial artists in the bleachers gasped.
There is only one way for a swordsman’s sword to break. Only when they cannot handle the power of their opponent’s attack.
“Hmm.”
Withdrawing his open hand, Yang Ming slowly opened his mouth.
“What kind of sword is this?”
“This is the culmination of all my training.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
Profound is a word reserved for the masters of tax planning.
Yang Ming opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. He tries to find the right words, but fails.
WooDooDoo.
Then, from somewhere, I heard the sound of bones snapping.
Quid pro quo.
The sound gradually grew louder and louder.
At the same time, their fingers were like steel. Then, spiderweb-like cracks gradually appeared on the backs of her hands.
Tuk Tuk.
Black blood was dripping from their fingers and the backs of their hands onto the offstage floor.
-Yang Ming is also wounded!
Someone shouted, but the majority of the murmurers all shook their heads.
Yang Ming, who had mastered the Poisoned Steel Finish, was bleeding from his hand, but it was only a minor wound. With his sword broken, it was clear that Bu Eun-sul had been defeated.
“Hmm.”
But Yang Ming’s eyes were undulating.
In fact, the cuts on his hands were nothing.
However, the two streaks of internal force from Bu Eunseol’s sword had shattered the bones of his right finger.
In short, half of the decades of hard work that went into building the poison hedge was wasted.
“Wei Xiaohao, Yang Daihao.”
As the confrontation continued in silence, Chu Wentian, who was in the corner of the offstage area, cautiously called out.
“Would you mind speeding up the contest?”
Then Bu Eun-sul said coldly.
“That’s for him to decide.”
Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.
He can’t possibly be unaware of the state of my swollen hands. Why would he say something like that?
‘You don’t want to pretend to be who you are.
Then I heard the chilling prelude to the snow.
“I’m not ending it like this because you’re a figure of the Tao Te Ching.”
Bu Eun-sul, who remembered her breakup with Seo Jin-ha at the time, struck a cold note.
“He told me not to kill you at the convention, just for that.”
-May I say something?
At the time, Seo Jin-ha asked Bu Eun-sul for something just before they parted ways.
It was, “If at all possible, don’t kill Yang Ming during the political congress.
‘You rat bastards…….’
In a fit of rage, Yang Ming looked down at his right arm.
Nerves and muscles were severed and bones shattered by the cobwebby black herbs and pockets of force that the swollen snow spewed.
Even if Dr. Chuck San Lim, the man who claims to have the best medicine in the world, comes, he won’t be able to revive you.
Duck.
He knew how to time the market. He realized that even if he gritted his teeth and fought now, he would only lose.
“That’s enough.”
After a few short words, Yang Ming unfolded the Divine Law and immediately left the stage, disappearing out of the square.
“…….”
The offstage area was silent again.
The Blood Demon Lord Yang Ming is a man who has traveled the land and shown his poisonous side.
“That…….”
Unexpectedly, Chu Wentian stuttered.
Since both players have given up the fight, the outcome is clear.
“The winners of the political contest are Bu Eun-sul and Bu Xiaoguo!”
-Waaaaaah!
At that moment, a huge roar erupted from the stands.
In the past, the tournament has been dominated by the best players. However, this year’s tournament has attracted an unprecedented number of famous players.
But the unknown rookie Bu Eun-sul defeated the hell-blooded master Yang Myung-myung to win the championship!
But the Murimans didn’t know that.
The name of a small up-and-comer from Guizhou would soon spread across the world.