novelraw Chapter 124 : Crossing the Fog
Chapter 124 : Crossing the Fog
Crack!
Yeon-il, who had moved his neck left and right to the point where his cartilage cracked, took a deep breath. Then his upper body grew like a toad and then shrank again.
"You said Shaolin's internal energy was the best in the world."
Although he heard Woo Jeong-bong's words, Yeon-il pretended not to hear and extended his right fist to Yuk Sam-yuk.
"I've heard a lot about the Blue Dragon Man of the Demonic Cult. If I had the chance, I really wanted to fight him."
"Hahahahaha!"
Yuk Sam-yuk laughed heartily as if it were absurd. From his perspective, it was a ridiculous situation.
"Even the Shaolin abbot can't talk so arrogantly in front of me. A nameless monk is talking arrogantly."
"I'm not a nameless monk, but Yeon-il."
"Yeon-il... Does that mean you're the first among the Yeon generation?"
"I am Yeon-il of the Eight Great Guardians."
At the words 'Eight Great Guardians', Yuk Sam-yuk smiled and showed interest. The best martial monks who guarded the abbot belonged to the Eight Great Guardians.
Yuk Sam-yuk raised his finger and beckoned. It meant to come.
"Do you know who the most foolish person in the world is?"
"Who is it?"
"It's a guy who doesn't know his own place and acts up. Like you."
"Go!"
Whoosh!
With a shout, Yeon-il's figure appeared in front of Yuk Sam-yuk and was striking his chest with a fist.
It was Shaolin's pride, the Dragon Flower Fist.
Thump!
At the heavy sound of cutting through the wind, Yuk Sam-yuk extended his left hand. It was then that his left hand turned blue. It was the Blue Dragon Palm.
Thump!
With a heavy sound, as the fist and palm met, Yeon-il's figure dug into the ground up to his ankles.
A tremendous energy pressed down on Yeon-il's entire body, and a blue energy bloomed from Yuk Sam-yuk's right hand.
"It's not over yet."
Whoosh!
The blue dragon that had bloomed from Yuk Sam-yuk's right hand swallowed Yeon-il's head with a fierce momentum.
Yeon-il, with his eyes wide open, gathered the strength of his dantian and hit the head of the flying blue dragon with his bald head.
Thump!
"Hmph!"
Yuk Sam-yuk, who felt a strong shock, retreated about ten steps. He had never dreamed that he would use his bald head as a weapon.
"My neck is stiff."
Yeon-il muttered and moved his neck here and there.
Shaolin's martial arts used all parts of the body to attack the enemy. Yuk Sam-yuk recalled that that was the basic.
What was surprising was that he had blocked his right palm.
Yeon-il took a horse stance, extended both his hands forward, and let out a big breath.
"Haap!"
The reason he let out a low shout was to gather the strength of his dantian, and the Dragon Flower Fist was to move like a divine dragon by gathering the qi of his dantian.
"Hmph!"
Shwaak!
Yeon-il, who had let out a shout and jumped up again, extended both his hands towards Yuk Sam-yuk.
Shwaak! Shwish!
With the wind, a silver-white energy rose and created two dragons. It was a technique called Twin Dragons Crossing the Sea.
Although it looked like he was simply extending both his hands, the Shaolin Fist had countless changes within it.
The saying 'ever-changing' was not just made up.
It included hitting, grabbing, and stabbing.
Yuk Sam-yuk extended his right hand into Yeon-il's fist range. A blue light swirled in his right hand.
But Yeon-il did not care and, after grabbing his hand, struck his abdomen with his left fist.
Thump!
Although Yeon-il's fist hit Yuk Sam-yuk's abdomen, Yuk Sam-yuk's face was expressionless.
On the contrary, Yuk Sam-yuk's left hand hit Yeon-il's chin.
Thump! Although Yeon-il's head was bent back with the sound, Yeon-il did not retreat.
On the contrary, he grinned as if he liked it and hit Yuk Sam-yuk's face and shoulder with his fists. In the meantime, Yuk Sam-yuk's fist moved.
Thwack!
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The two, in the same horse stance, were punching each other's bodies and faces.
Although it looked ignorant on the outside, in reality, they were competing to see whose righteous qi body was stronger.
As if his pride were at stake, Yeon-il endured the double nosebleed and burst lips and continued to punch.
But as time passed, Yuk Sam-yuk's fists hit Yeon-il more and more.
"Kraaak!"
Thwack!
Yeon-il, who was hit on the chin by a fist full of blue energy, bent his body and took a step back.
His strength was exhausted.
"Kraak!"
As he let out a scream-like sound and clenched his fists again, Yuk Sam-yuk's left hand stabbed his chest.
Thump!
"Kraak!"
Yeon-il, who had been pushed back about five zhang with blood splattering, staggered. Yuk Sam-yuk flew at him.
"Hahaha! It was only thirty seconds! I thought a fly was hitting me. You're weak!"
Whoosh!
Yuk Sam-yuk, who had spun quickly in front of Yeon-il, hit Yeon-il's head at a fast speed.
Thump!
As Yeon-il's figure spun dozens of times and fell to the ground, Yuk Sam-yuk raised his right hand.
Shwaak!
A blue dragon appeared above his right hand. Yuk Sam-yuk approached the breathing Yeon-il.
"You're harder than you look."
Even in the Demonic Cult, there were not many masters who could stand face to face with him and punch like this.
Yuk Sam-yuk, who was standing in front of the stretched-out Yeon-il, raised his right hand.
"Should I tear him to pieces?"
"Your back is empty."
Yuk Sam-yuk, who turned his body at the voice from behind, lightly parried the flying sword energy.
Whoosh!
A strong wind swallowed the sword energy and spread in all directions.
"You were there."
Yuk Sam-yuk looked at Jin Sa-wol, who was standing at a distance of about four zhang.
Jin Sa-wol was standing with his Yuseom Sword, and he had a doll-like face from which no emotion could be read.
When Yeon-il and Yuk Sam-yuk were fighting, Jin Sa-wol was standing next to Woo Jeong-bong.
"Who is it?"
"It's Yeon-il of Shaolin, my rival."
"He looks strong."
"He's a strong guy."
Woo Jeong-bong frowned as he saw Yeon-il being beaten.
"You foolish bastard."
Woo Jeong-bong muttered and let out a sigh. In the meantime, Jin Sa-wol had laid Dokgo Shin-wi and Dokgo Hyeon behind Woo Jeong-bong.
"Who are they?"
"They are people I think of as family."
"You had a family? Well, it would be strange if you didn't."
Woo Jeong-bong stroked his chin and looked at the fallen Dokgo Hyeon and Dokgo Shin-wi.
Thump!
As Yeon-il flew back, Jin Sa-wol drew his sword. Woo Jeong-bong asked as if he had remembered something.
"Did you find the Three Emperors?"
"I couldn't find anything."
"What about the secret manual?"
"It's a demonic art manual from the esoteric sect, so it's probably useless."
"As expected... I thought there would be nothing."
At Woo Jeong-bong's words, Jin Sa-wol had a hardened expression.
"Why?"
"It's a legend that has been flowing in the martial world for hundreds of years. Someone must have looted it in the meantime. Would it have just been there? Even I would have looted it."
"I thought you had no thoughts."
"I don't say it, but I also have many thoughts."
At Woo Jeong-bong's words, Jin Sa-wol sneered.
In his eyes, he saw Kang Hang moving towards the chest containing the secret manual. But Yeon-il was the priority over Kang Hang.
"Guard well."
Jin Sa-wol, who had spoken to Woo Jeong-bong, approached Yuk Sam-yuk.
Yuk Sam-yuk, who had eliminated the sword energy with a single gesture, seemed to be at ease. Although he had fought so hard with Yeon-il, no injuries were visible.
The demeanor of an absolute master called one of the four great guardian demonic gods of the Demonic Cult was felt from Yuk Sam-yuk's entire body.
"Is there a reason you covet the martial arts of the Three Emperors?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I was just curious. You don't seem to be lacking anything, but you're coveting another martial art, so I don't understand."
At Jin Sa-wol's words, Yuk Sam-yuk laughed lightly.
"Wanting and coveting strong power is a basic desire. If you take away greed, is there a reason for humans to live?"
"Are you human?"
"If not human, what am I?"
"That's a relief."
Swish!
Jin Sa-wol slid and moved in front of Yuk Sam-yuk. As his Yuseom Sword emitted light, Yuk Sam-yuk blocked it with his blue hand.
Clang!
"Will it work?"
"If you're human."
Thwack!
As the tip of the sword dug into his left chest, Yuk Sam-yuk's eyes widened.
Whoosh!
Yuk Sam-yuk, who had flown back, wiped the bloodstain with his hand and had a hardened expression.
'Is it ten years?'
It had been a really long time since blood had flowed from his skin. Although it was just a slight stab, he was quite surprised.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Jin Sa-wol, who had kicked the ground and flown low, stabbed Yuk Sam-yuk's neck. The sword ring that had appeared without a sound instantly pierced Yuk Sam-yuk's neck.
Thump!
It was then that Yuk Sam-yuk's body exploded. But Jin Sa-wol also knew well that it was just an afterimage.
Jin Sa-wol quickly turned his body and moved to the left, dodging the two blue dragons that were flying in.
Thump!
As the ground exploded and dirt soared, Jin Sa-wol cut and stabbed Yuk Sam-yuk's waist and neck at the same time.
Thwack!
Although the sound of hitting flesh was heard, Yuk Sam-yuk did not seem to have taken much damage.
The blue skin was harder than iron, making Jin Sa-wol's sword, which contained sword energy, powerless.
Yuk Sam-yuk turned his body and extended his hand towards Jin Sa-wol's neck. The blue dragon showed its might and attacked Jin Sa-wol.
'If I get caught, I'll die.'
When Yuk Sam-yuk's hand emitted light, Jin Sa-wol had already retreated about ten zhang. But that was also for a moment.
Jin Sa-wol's figure advanced towards Yuk Sam-yuk and created dozens of sword rings.
The sword rings that poured down like a rain of arrows were met by Yuk Sam-yuk's right hand. A huge blue dragon swallowed the rain of arrows.
Thump!
The ground exploded and the earth shook. The surrounding air shook greatly.
"You rat bastard."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three blue dragons that had wrapped around Yuk Sam-yuk's entire body were looking for Jin Sa-wol.
Thump!
Yuk Sam-yuk, who turned his body at the sound from behind, extended his left palm.
A huge blue dragon opened its mouth. Jin Sa-wol's sword dug into it.
Thump! Thwack!
The blue dragon disappeared, and it seemed as if the tip of Jin Sa-wol's sword was embedded in Yuk Sam-yuk's palm. But it was not stabbed, but was caught by Yuk Sam-yuk's left hand.
A smile hung on Yuk Sam-yuk's lips.
"Die."
Rumble!
With the sound of thunder, his right palm extended to Jin Sa-wol's chest. It was then that two blue dragons appeared.
Jin Sa-wol's left hand grabbed his belt.
Clank!
The moment a strange sound was heard, Yuk Sam-yuk's eyes widened.
Flash!
With a dazzling light, he saw the head of the blue dragon being cut in half.
Papapat!
Immediately after, dozens of white lines hit his entire body.
"Hmph!"
Yuk Sam-yuk, who had retreated about five steps, raised both his hands and unfolded the Blue Dragon Twin Hegemony. Two blue dragons swirled and emitted a blue light in all directions.
Thump!
"An explosion of strong energy?"
Whoosh!
Jin Sa-wol, who had retreated, stood with a sword in each hand. As Yuk Sam-yuk swung his left hand once, the dirt disappeared in a hurry.
Yuk Sam-yuk, who had caused his protective energy to explode and had devastated the surrounding three zhang, revealed his upper body, which had turned blue.
"If Kang Hang hadn't warned me, I would have been defeated."
Yuk Sam-yuk frowned, touching his neck, which had turned blue. If he had not unfolded the Blue Dragon Man with all his might, his neck would have been cut.
Jin Sa-wol was a man with a fast sword that far exceeded his expectations. Yuk Sam-yuk raised his internal energy to nearly eighty percent.
Rustle!
A blue fog flowed from Yuk Sam-yuk's entire body and created a thick shadow. It looked like a burning flame.
"Your name?"
"Jin Sa-wol."
"I'll write it on your tombstone."
Whoosh!
Yuk Sam-yuk's figure disappeared. Just then, Dokgo Shin-wi's telepathic message echoed in Jin Sa-wol's ear.
-The weakness of the Blue Dragon Man is the Cheondol acupoint. Since it's a weaker spot than other parts, you have to pierce it. And if you see a red light, dodge it. You can't block it.
Jin Sa-wol, who had turned his gaze, saw Dokgo Shin-wi, who had stood up at some point. His hair was disheveled, and his face was full of blood.
His eyes were bloodshot, and there were traces of bloody tears. Blood was also flowing from his nose and ears. It was amazing that he was standing like that.
Rumble!
With the sound of thunder, a huge blue dragon opened its mouth in front of Jin Sa-wol. Jin Sa-wol unfolded the Soul-Severing Sword.
Shwaak! Thump! Thump-thump!
As the long palm and the sword collided, the sound of thunder echoed. Jin Sa-wol, who had created dozens of illusions in it, cut and stabbed Yuk Sam-yuk's entire body.
The place he was aiming for was Yuk Sam-yuk's Cheondol acupoint, but it was impossible to stab the Cheondol acupoint. But there was a big difference between not knowing and knowing.
(End of Chapter)