Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 259

Discovery of fire (3)

The next day.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been standing here.”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood on the podium and looked down at the dance hall.

The army of death and death was lined up there. They had been joking around in private, but now no one was even breathing.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal Zinc next to him.

“Did you rest well?”

Zhuge Zhenyan spoke softly with a face that showed no signs of fatigue.

“I slept for two days.”

“Are you okay now?”

“Do you look okay?”

“no.”

“Why are you asking if you know?”

“I know, but come to your senses. “I feel like memorization is pouring out of my eyes.”

“Sniff.”

Well, for the first time in a while, it was a gathering of all members of the Extinction Army. This is not a place where you can show that you are tired.

Yeon Ho-jeong spoke to the soldiers lined up.

“Have you all eaten?”

“yes!”

The loud voice spread beyond the training ground and spread out in all directions. The sound was so loud that even Yeon Ho-jeong tensed his neck without realizing it.

‘What are these guys?’

I could feel all kinds of emotions in his voice.

The most directly felt emotion was anticipation.

While Yeon Ho-jeong was away, they continued their trembling training with Muk-bi. Rather than simply training in the training hall, they drove horses down mountain paths and split into teams to engage in mountain warfare.

The training was so intense that some people were seriously injured. Even after receiving such injuries, we discussed each other’s good and bad points at night and thoroughly learned to avoid mistakes in the next training.

Mukbi’s choice was excellent.

Although she was strong, her understanding of central martial arts was not very deep. He was a Manryu Gwijong (萬流歸宗), and although he sometimes showed excellent insight, he was not able to look at the martial arts of these many soldiers one by one.

In other words, there is only one way for her to properly train the Mortal Army. It was real combat and bonding.

‘It’s well done.’

If Yeon Ho-jeong himself suffered from a trembling mission, the Mortal Death Army also risked his life to train.

‘Now it really looks like one body.’

Perhaps because we’ve worked so hard together, we now know what to do without even having to say it.

However, before leaving for the mission, I did not have this level of military spirit.

“Manager Mook.”

Mukbi, who was standing in front of the soldiers, raised his head.

“yes.”

“You had a hard time again.”

“yes.”

Military discipline was thorough, but they remained silent. She did not give Yeon Ho-jeong special treatment even in front of everyone.

That was the army of death. It could be said that it was not something half-hearted, but a unique feature of the Mortal Death Army.

“Well, it’s been a while since we’ve been together, but isn’t the sun too nice to have a good snack and a drink? “Today, let’s check how much your individual martial arts skills have improved.”

Colors appeared on the soldiers’ faces.

Although the group’s skills increased through training reminiscent of actual combat, they themselves did not know how much their individual skills had improved.

Now, it was truly something I had not hoped for, that a transcendent expert who had already far surpassed the level of the latter-day Jisoo would look after his martial arts skills.

“From Pang Man Lake forward!”

“Hmm. “There’s a lot of heat.”

As we got closer to the Extinction Army’s exclusive training ground, the cold winter air seemed to heat up.

Zhuge Wenhu smiled.

“Maybe because the captain came, the energy is different. Indeed, being a captain is not something everyone can do.”

Zhuge Munho was walking languidly with his back behind him.

Soon he realized that there was something strange about the air in the area.

‘hmm?’

Phew.

The blowing wind carried a harsh, deadly force.

Zhuge Wenho’s face hardened.

To live? In the Murim Alliance and nowhere else?

Wow!

Zhuge Munho, who immediately unfolded his new method toward the training ground.

It was then.

bang!

“Aaaah!”

With a huge explosion of alcohol, a swordsman flew into the sky and crashed into the wall of the training hall.

Coo!

There was no time to use the trick. The prosecutor fell to the floor and wriggled, unable to get up.

“What is this?”

Zhuge Munho, who was examining the prosecutor with his mouth wide open, looked at the training hall.

There stood a young man with a huge ax hanging on his acromion.

“My sword skills have become extremely sharp, but why have there been so many loopholes that I couldn’t see before?”

“Keueuung!”

Yunho, who had been squirming, slowly got up and sat down, leaning against the wall. His complexion was pale and his breathing was very rapid. It seemed like it was difficult to stand up.

“Now for the last time.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Ok-cheong who was sitting next to him.

Okcheong stood up with a nervous face.

“i look forward to.”

“good.”

Slurp.

Okcheong gently pulled out her sword and raised Jinki.

Wooooow.

The Songmungogeom (松紋古劍), the sword representing the shaman, had a blue tint.

A look flashed in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.

‘Ohh?’

Okcheong looked at him with a nervous face, but his eyes were clearer and deeper than before.

I was nervous, but my body wasn’t overly stressed. However, the strength was not completely relaxed, so it was truly an ideal state of tension.

‘Look at this guy?’

The soulful energy rising from the Songmun Ancient Sword gave a feeling as grand and deep as a calm sea. It was a novelty that seemed similar to the past, but was fundamentally different.

Energy moves according to intention, and even its properties change depending on concentration.

Okcheong’s Honwongi was like that. If Honwongi of the past was focused solely on seeking the path of enlightenment with infinitely deep principles, then Honwonki of the present was fiercely sharpening its edge for the complete path of martial arts.

The corners of Yeon Ho-jeong’s mouth rose.

‘I never thought of this.’

In fact, if I had to name one person whose skills did not live up to his reputation among the soldiers of the Mortal Death Army, the representative example would be Okcheong.

If you are a disciple of Takseon (劍仙), one of the Thirteen Saints of Heaven, you will be treated as an adult anywhere in the world. However, since he was not able to receive one second of Yeonhojeong with such distribution and military merit, there was literally no failure.

The current Okcheong is no longer the Okcheong then.

‘Just by changing the purpose, the nature of the true energy changed. Then…’

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“Come and see.”

hook!

Okcheong approaches as soon as she has finished speaking.

The movement of the toes hitting the ground was surprisingly light. At the same time, the flexibility of the joints was extremely excellent.

‘I’m exhausted!’

Okcheong swung his sword.

Flash!

The moment you want to draw a smooth circle, it suddenly cuts across the entire surface with a straight line.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

Whoa!

The vibration flowing through the spear of the Gwangryongbu was tremendous.

Okcheong was not disappointed. To begin with, Yeonhojeong’s martial arts skills were outside the standard. This is not the person who will suffer from the beginning.

Boom! Tootong!

Okcheong’s body appeared in the rear room of Yeonhojeong, leaving behind a remnant.

It was a very excellent walking technique that disrupted the gaze. I was once again amazed at the elasticity of movement that I had not seen a couple of months ago.

‘This kind of movement is not possible just because Jinki’s nature has changed. ‘You’ve trained your lower body and abdomen tremendously.’

Yeon Ho-jeong swung the Gwangryongbu without even looking back.

Cheeeeeeeee!

It was a great move.

The Gwangryongbu, an incomparably serious soldier, was naturally bouncing to the side following the Taegeuk pattern drawn by the Songmun Gogeom.

It was an amazing piece of grafting. It was on a different level from the swordsmanship of the past, which was tied to formalities and only had plausible movements.

Okcheong finally went beyond swordsmanship and began to use swordsmanship worthy of swordsmanship. This was the Taegeukhyegeom (太極慧劍), the representative Jeolhak of the Shaman faction.

Whoa!

Even if you defeat the Gwangryongbu, you will not use the sword again.

In order to swing the sword again, there is bound to be a gap in the movement. A blue light erupted from Jade Cheong’s left hand.

Quang!

A strong explosion rang out.

It was the Sasang Pungroejang (Four Winds and Rains), a method used by the Shaman faction. Uncharacteristically for a shaman’s martial artist, the method of aiming for a single strike with powerful firepower unfolded in a split second.

“Good.”

Of course, Yeonhojeong was not hit by the wind and thunderstorm.

He caught the bounced light dragon with his left hand, blocked the wind and thunder field with his right, and at the same time held Okcheong’s hand tightly.

“It’s really increased a lot.”

Yeon Ho-jeong just shook his head.

Pow!

“Tsk!”

Blood burst from Okcheong’s forehead.

They used headbutts at close range while holding each other’s hands. In recent years, it was a foolish tactic that even city officials rarely used.

No one would have expected that the World’s Great Wall Coral would use such barbaric tactics. But Okcheong was not embarrassed.

Sssssssssssssshhhh!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was about to aim for the forehead again, quickly released his hand and stepped back. Before I knew it, Okcheong’s sword was coming towards Gogan.

Suddenly!

The hem of the long gun was cut off by a sharp sword.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled fire.

Teuong!

As soon as he retreated, it was an explosive sprint. Yeon Ho-jeong rushed at incredible speed and hit Ok-cheong with his whole body.

Quang!

“Ugh!”

It was a huge blow.

It felt like I collided head-on with a falling rock. Okcheong, who had flown as many as three pieces, quickly unfolded the Jeunjong and took a stance.

Phew!

Before we knew it, Yeon Ho-jeong was flying up holding the Gwangryongbu with both hands and powerfully struck down where Ok-cheong was standing.

Okcheong’s eyes turned blue.

Kwaaaaang!

The floor of the training hall cracked due to the powerful blow.

Pussssss.

The thick cloud of dust slowly subsided.

Rumbling.

The Songmungogeom, which was raised to the top, fell diagonally. Okcheong’s left shoulder was stained with blood, possibly due to the aftermath of the blade and the light dragon’s career.

But his life was saved. The Gwangryongbu, which had been struck with the intention of splitting it in half, was shed with the Taegeukhye sword.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

Wow!

Yeon Ho-jeong said, pulling out the Gwangryongbu stuck in the ground.

“So far.”

“Whoop!”

Okcheong took a deep breath.

“Thank you for sparring.”

Although the injury was quite severe, Okcheong’s voice did not waver. Even the blood flowing from my shoulder was slowly stopping. The soaring energy started to stop the bleeding.

From the beginning of the sparring to the end, he showed a fluid stance as a martial artist.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked around and said.

“Did everyone enjoy it?”

The soldiers looked at Okcheong blankly. Even those who had been training together for a while did not know that Okcheong’s skills had improved so much.

Yeon Ho-jeong clicked his tongue.

“It was said that in order to gain one thing, you have to give up one thing. However, forgetting the essence of the martial arts you have learned while trying to acquire practical skills can only be said to be a lie to the master.”

“….”

“You all used extremely practical martial arts. But there were a lot of mistakes. But it wasn’t Okcheong. Okcheong created his own martial arts by adding a sense of practical combat to the foundation of shaman martial arts.”

“….”

“This is the union of martial arts and actual warfare. “I know you all have worked hard, but forgetting your true nature is truly something to be ashamed of.”

The soldiers bowed their heads. There was nothing to say.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Ok Cheong.

“Okcheong.”

“Yes, Commander.”

“Good job. It was really impressive. “I have no doubt that if we continue to do so in the future, a moment of explosive growth will come sooner or later.”

Okcheong smiled.

“Thanks to you, Commander.”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“Why is it thanks to me that you worked so hard?”

He said to Mukbi.

“Let the kids rest for a moment.”

“yes. uh? But where are you going?”

“huh.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at the gate beyond the training ground.

Zhuge Wenhu was looking at this place with an admiring face.

“It looks like you came here because of the crazy thing. I thought it was about time, but I didn’t expect it to be so fast.”