Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 30

Reason for Fight (5)

Shinmo’s eyes widened.

‘tremendous!’

I wondered if what I was seeing was real. I almost wanted to pinch my thighs.

‘Such spirit…?!’

Yeonhojeong attacked three times in total.

Each of those attacks contained tremendous, invisible spirit.

It was literally spirit. It was not a life filled with the will to kill the opponent, nor was it a fighting spirit that showed the will to fight.

Like the great military spirit that can only be felt when tens of thousands of troops gallop across the wilderness.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s blow had an overwhelming presence. Even if it is the same attack, the weight is different.

“what? “I heard it’s a brain fraternity?”

“Why are you so flustered?”

“You’re so energetic, but isn’t there nothing special about Chuseong?”

I could hear some people muttering later.

‘Is it obvious?’

In their eyes, Chuseong’s reaction would have been comical. Even though you can easily avoid it, you will think that you have hurriedly avoided something that could have been blocked.

But Shinmo knew.

‘I guess I was overwhelmed.’

If I had felt that level of energy right in front of me, I would have felt suffocated. Therefore, he was unable to respond properly or show off his original skills.

‘If Chu-seong were me…?’

It was then.

“Oh, it’s amazing!”

Shinmo turned her head to the side.

Yeon Ji-pyeong was looking at Yeon Ho-jeong as if possessed.

“Oh my god… how can I get that kind of energy?!”

Shinmo’s eyes sparkled.

Yang Heum tilted his head.

“What do you mean?”

“yes?! “Didn’t you feel anything?”

“…yes?”

“The energy your brother just released! “No, I don’t know if it should be called energy… but you didn’t feel it anyway?”

Yang Heum looked puzzled. Not only that, but everyone in Chang Eung-jo had an expression of uncertainty like Yang Heum.

Shinmo was surprised.

“Are you sure you felt it?”

“yes? Ah yes! of course! “How can you not feel such enormous… unbelievably huge energy?”

It’s normal if you can’t feel it.

Shinmo was as surprised by Yeon Ji-pyeong as she was by Yeon Ho-jeong.

‘You felt that? ‘With Lee Gongja’s history?’

It was said that Yeon Ji-pyeong’s talent was worthy of being counted among the best in Yeon-ga history.

Still, he was a fifteen-year-old boy. This means that, let alone blooming, it is not yet possible to experience the true taste of martial arts.

Could it be that such a boy felt the Archduke’s spirit from such a distance?

‘Oh my god…’

How on earth did he have to be born with such terrifying senses to be able to see through the military spirit that only an expert of his level would feel?

Shinmo looked at Yeon Ji-pyeong and Yeon Ho-jeong alternately.

‘All my brothers are monsters.’

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Yeonhojeong. A warrior who radiates a spirit that even Shinmo of the Gwangpunggeom, the ultimate master of kendo, would feel fear.

Yeonjipyeong. A genius who, at the young age of 15, felt as if it was natural to have a spirit that was difficult to feel unless he was a master at the peak.

Shinmo let out a laugh without realizing it.

“…Yeonga’s future is indeed bright.”

“yes?”

“Oh no.”

Shinmo, clearing his thoughts, turned his gaze back to the training hall.

The fight was beginning in earnest.

* * *

Damn it!

The long spear and long sword intertwined, emitting a harsh clanging sound.

‘this?!’

The arm that wielded the sword feels numb. Normally, I would have launched a follow-up attack right away, but because of that brief gap, I was unable to use a separate attack.

And Yeon Ho-jeong did not miss that opportunity.

Buuuuung! Chiri ririn!

Chuseong blocked sixteen spear attacks with a wildly swinging sword.

It was the same this time too. The weight flowing through my body was so great that it shook me beyond my elbows and up to my shoulders.

‘What kind of power does this guy have?!’

Whoa!

The sword that was struck bounced right back.

I used the strength of my wrist to release the spear, but the rebound force was strong enough to cause the sword that hit the spear to bounce back.

This was not about the quantity or quality of internal strength. It was clear that he was born with strong physical strength. I couldn’t believe how such a slim body could radiate such power.

Yeonhojeong’s attack continued.

Papa papang!

The spear strike that pierced the air was as vicious as a poisonous snake.

Evading and counterattacking was an attack that was unthinkable. Chuseong followed his instinct and released the sword.

Damn it! Tieeing! Kaang!

The blade of the spear and the blade of the spear became intertwined, releasing a horrifying sound.

The sound was speaking. If you get hit, you will die for sure.

The clash of the spears and swords was telling. This meeting is not friendly.

The atmosphere on the training ground suddenly became tense.

Pabababak! Awesome!

They each step on the ground and brandish their weapons, leaving not a single gap between them.

The faces of the later exponents who had doubts about Chuseong’s skills showed a look of boredom.

‘It’s so bloody?!’

‘If this continues, won’t anyone get seriously hurt?’

‘Getting hurt isn’t the problem… I’m going to die if I keep doing this?’

But no one tried to stop them.

No, I couldn’t. The sound of clashing spears and swords and the brutality that permeated the sound took over the entire outer garden.

A one-on-one fight where no one can intervene. The scent of a ferocious battle rose as if ancient generals from the Three Kingdoms period were discussing their daily stories.

Kwasik!

The blade of the spear became lodged in the floor of the training ground.

It was a blow intended to blow off the opponent’s ankle. If Chu-seong had not dodged, the match would have been won within three sums.

‘this!’

Chu Seong dodged to the left.

Even in his eyes, life was young.

‘The little guy said let’s see!’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled. For a brief moment, I felt the life flowing out of Chuseong’s body.

Ugh.

Byeoknajingyeol soared.

A blue light shimmered in his eyes, and thick veins twitched on the back of his hand holding the spear.

When Chuseong was about to hit the ground.

Paaaaang!

Seize the moment and attack with a two-step attack. It was a natural movement, like flowing water, but there was no mercy for the life carried on the spear blade.

Because the beat was so irregular, it was impossible to stop or avoid it. There was only one way to avoid this fierce spear technique.

“profit!”

Crash!

Chu-seong’s body rolled on the floor of the gym.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

Quack! Quack!

Yeon Ho-jeong was ruthless. Chu Seong, who had dodged by rolling his body, caught up to the end and stabbed his spear indiscriminately, and the floor of the training hall was shaking every time the spear blade hit him.

It was persistent and brutal. It attacked fiercely like a wild animal catching its prey.

It seemed like Chuseong was going to turn around.

I was so angry that he used the humiliating method of avoiding the situation by rolling on the ground (懶驢打滾), but he didn’t give me a chance to get up.

I was angry. Anger rose to the top of my head.

“Ugh! “You son of a bitch!”

Quang!

There was no formality in Chuseong’s movements as he kicked off the ground and approached. He couldn’t hold back his anger and moved like an animal.

Boo!

Was this an unexpected move? The blade of the spear tore through his shoulder. But it was not a fatal wound.

‘this guy! ‘It’s my turn!’

Chu-seong’s face was red with shame and anger.

‘die!’

Flash!

Chu-seong’s sword stabbed towards Yeon-ho-jeong’s uvula.

“omg! older brother?!”

“It’s dangerous up here!”

A moment of desperation.

Quaaaang!

With a burst of alcohol, Chuseong’s body flew to the center of the training ground.

Blood spurted out from Chu Seong’s mouth. He suffered internal injuries from the enormous rebound force.

‘What?!’

Even Chu Seong, who was hit, could not see what kind of martial arts it was.

He quickly got up from the floor and finally saw Yeon Ho-jeong in his eyes.

Wooooow!

It was truly fantastic.

I couldn’t tell if it was an illusion or if energy actually created such a form.

It wasn’t just Chu Sung. Everyone here was watching.

Two translucent hexagonal patterns slowly glimmer over Yeonhojeong’s body.

It was a tortoiseshell large enough to cover the upper body. Above both shoulders, something long, unknown whether it was a snake or a dragon, was wriggling.

It had a mysterious appearance.

The shape itself was bizarre, but no one who saw it found it strange or bizarre.

“Whoa.”

Hyeonmu (玄武) wriggled according to Yeonhojeong’s breath.

Chu Seong’s face distorted.

“Is that some kind of evil trick?”

Faaagh!

Chuseong’s eyes rolled back, and a clear green light glowed on the outstretched sword.

It was the three swords of Chumyeong (追命三劍) that I had learned with all my heart until now. Since practicing this sword technique, he has never failed to take the life of an enemy.

Yeonhojeong’s eyes glowed with a cold light.

Coo!

I took a step, but the pace was different from my previous progress.

It was much slower and heavier. At the same time, it was soft and natural.

‘…?!’

Chu Seong’s eyes widened.

The sword fired like a flash of lightning seemed to slow down for an instant.

No, it wasn’t like it was slowing down, it was slowing down. Even the sword strike aimed at Yeon Ho-jeong’s heart was likely to go awry and miss.

‘what!!’

Whiiiiing! Cheeeeee!

It seemed like a biting cold wind was blowing from all directions.

It was an illusion of Hyeonmugi (玄武氣) welcoming the appearance of Hyeonmu, the god of the Northern Dark Wind Gyehae.

That fantasy-like wind entered Yeonhojeong’s spear and began to engrave the Four Gods’ absolute defense techniques.

Hyeonmu’s walking method is Goejubudong (怪柱不moving).

The secret art of steel, Northern Heavenly Twelve Walls, following the Kaiju Fudong, has appeared.

Okay! Okay! Okay!

“Ugh!”

Chu-seong felt the shock as if his wrist would break.

Chumyeong’s three swords are a series of attacks, so three sword strikes are used to target three of the enemy’s blood vessels. The repeated blows of the three swords were all thrown away.

Whoa!

White smoke rose from the tip of the pole cutting through the heavy, dark wind.

Cheeeeeek!

The rising smoke sways and whips the Hyeonmugi.

It was the Yeonhwansamcho (連環三招) and the Triple Ghost Wall (三重龜壁) of the Twelve Walls of the Bukcheon. It was an incredibly powerful attack with no difference in power whether it was unleashed with bare hands or with weapons.

It wasn’t just the Northern Twelve Walls.

All of the Shinigami’s martial arts were like that. Four Gods Martial Arts is an invincible martial art and a world-class martial art, so it does not discriminate between bare hands and weapons.

That wasn’t all.

Hyeonmu’s martial arts are the ultimate in defense, but like all martial arts, they can also be used for offense depending on the skill of the user.

Huh.

Yeonhojeong’s walking method was unique.

The movements were small and slow. But before we knew it, we had already reached Chuseong’s nose. It was crazy.

“this guy!!”

Paang!

Chu Seong was also persistent. He was swinging the sword he was holding until the end, and it looked like he was going to cut the opponent to pieces.

Percussion!

The left hand, which had not held the spear handle until now, grasped the lower part of the spear.

And then the attack began.

Quad deuk!

“Aaaah!”

Chu Seong’s wrist was broken.

No one saw how it broke. No one could see whether he had been hit by the spear or struck by the edge of the spear.

It didn’t end there. No, Yeonhojeong’s attack had just begun.

Whoa!

The beast’s fangs began to sprout from the blade of the long spear, which was more than six feet long and carried the heaviness of the deep sea.

It was the martial arts Yasu Changbeop (野獸槍法) that drove Chu Seong before performing Hyeonmu.

Yeonhojeong wields a wild weapon and wields an extremely ferocious beast spear. The blade of that spear contains many things, but at least it does not contain mercy.

The terrifying iron bars began to cut through Chu Seong’s body.

Pabababak!

“Kaaaaak!”