Episode 830Master of the Three Worlds (5)
Boom! Kwarung! Pow!
All kinds of explosions erupted one after another, causing terrifying tremors in the ground.
Master Gongâs recommendation was strong enough to be envied throughout his life, and the inner strength of the Shaolin Shingong surrounding that firm recommendation was as solemn as a mountain and as heavy as a rock.
The same was true for Moyonggunâs sword. The power of the thunder hole contained in that dazzling treasured sword did not lose its sharpness even though it contained extreme destructive power.
Both of them were super experts, skilled in the art of killing with a single blow. Rather than attacking a personâs vital points by digging into a gap in his or her internal power, he was good at delivering destructive blows with his vast internal power.
So, every time a blow was exchanged, a thunderous sound and a shock wave that turned the world upside down were generated due to the collision.
Although they did not reach a no-geuk match, the energetic match between the two looked as flashy and dangerous as a fight between no-geuk masters.
And Zhuge Munhoâs eyes were spinning frantically as he watched it.
âamazing!â
It was a match that was difficult to describe.
When Mo Yong-gunâs thunder sword presses across the space, Gong Daesaâs encouragement gently crushes the sword strike like a wave. When Master Gongâs power launches an attack like a landslide, Moyonggunâs sword wind throws down a huge sword net and is canceled by defense and evasion.
It was a closely contested match with no one having a clear advantage. It seemed like the public ambassador was half ahead, but even that was only a paper-length difference.
Prince Moyongâs movements were violent, while those of Gonggongdae were leisurely. At first glance, it seemed like the busy Mo Yong-gun was being pushed back, but that was because his martial arts characteristics were fast, strong, and irregular.
In fact, there was no composure on the face of Ambassador Gong, who was counterattacking after receiving Moyonggunâs destructive martial attack. It was a battle on a cliff where only one movement could determine victory or defeat.
âEven so, Master Moyong, how could he reach such a stateâ¦!â
It is said that if you know something, you can learn more.
Zhuge Liang was observing the two menâs battle and gaining tremendous insight.
The martial arts of the Zhuge Dynasty were characterized by meticulous and sophisticated qigong techniques. Although his maternal familyâs martial arts skills were top-notch, he was particularly adept at manipulating energy as it included deep-gong methods where contemplation was important.
The nature of that new skill was that he had acquired everything that could be obtained from the attack and defense of the two super experts.
âiced coffee!â
For the first time since becoming a Murim Alliance soldier.
Zhuge Wenhu forgot his military duties and returned to being a pure warrior.
It had to be that way. This is because the martial arts skills of those two masters were overflowing with power and enlightenment that left those watching unable to breathe.
Whether or not he knows that he is giving enlightenment to Zhuge Liang in real time.
The battle between the two masters became more intense as time passed.
Faaagh!
Mo Yong-gun, who shot out like an arrow that escaped from a resilient bow, swung his three swords.
Compared to before, it wasnât a very fast sword, but if you let your guard down and fight back, you canât avoid a fatal wound. The number of swords increased by the transformation was only three, but there were dozens of bundles of intangible sword energy swirling within them.
hook!
In an instant, the body of the public ambassador disappeared like a ghost.
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes wavered. For the first time, I missed the movement of a public ambassador.
âback?!â
He quickly retrieved his three swords, turned around, and fired a thunderbolt attack in the form of a thunderbolt.
Like lightning bending and bending arbitrarily, Moyonggunâs sword made strange movements.
Damn it!
Mo Yong-gunâs face became a little pale as he stepped back. I barely swallowed the blood that was welling up in my eyes.
âThatâs huge!â
The brain hole was raised to polarity. Although it was a sudden attack that could cut through steel, it was easily neutralized by a single punch from Ambassador Gong.
It didnât end there.
Flash! Flash!
The distance between the two, which had been seven pages long, narrowed in an instant.
A new type of public ambassador, as if cut off, appeared right in front of Mo Yong-gun. Even though his legs didnât move much, he suddenly launched an attack from the front.
âGeumgang Immovable Body Law!!â
It was one of the great divine techniques that Shaolin was proud of.
It was said that the depth of the divine law itself was superior to that of any other recommended technique, so that in order to learn the divine law, one had to separately learn the corresponding mental law.
The movement of Geumgang Budong is literally like a legend.
What followed was the martial arts, great power, and great power, representing the Shaolin Seventy-Twelve Artes.
Kwaaaaang!
Blood poured out from Moyongâs mouth.
âSuch powerâ¦â
Even the expression that it was enormous was almost insufficient.
The moment I blocked it with my sword and trust, my mind flew away and came back. If we hadnât stayed tense until the end, this would have been the difference between victory and defeat.
Pusssssss.
White smoke flowed from Mo Yong-gunâs body as he relieved his infiltrated experience.
âAmazing.â
Ilta (䏿) of the Great Power Geumgangjang, following the Geumgang Imbudongsinbeop.
Among those who have ever competed against Gong Gong Daesa, this was the first time that he came to his senses after being defeated by this martial arts attack.
Admiration appeared on the public ambassadorâs face.
âWhat amazing martial arts skills this is.â
Does this mean the martial arts of Shaolin?
It wasnât.
Grumbling.
Both shoulders of the public ambassador were soaked with blood.
The sword energy of the Sword and Reliance that blocked the Great Power Diamond Jang naturally jumped up and cut into both of his shoulders.
It wasnât a stroke of luck. Prince Moyongâs will controlled the flying sword and attacked Ambassador Gong.
Killing an opponent by manipulating the sword energy that has left the hand at will.
It was a move that could not be realized by anyone who had not glimpsed the state of the sword. Although it is difficult to say that he was a perfect swordsman, it was no different from the point that Mo Yong-gun was on the verge of reaching the peak as a swordsman.
âSang-goâs mastery of brain energy and enlightenment to match. âThere is no such thing as an unparalleled genius.â
Flap!
A public ambassador who changes his stance again.
His face also became a little pale. He suffered internal injuries from Prince Moyongâs sword.
It was a sword technique that was strong enough to pierce the Shaolin Godkong, which had attack power like steel and defense power like Mount Tai. The martial arts learned are great, but if there was no enlightenment to support the martial arts, it would not have been possible to penetrate the great power of nothingness.
âFrom now on, I will deal only with the best monks.â
For Prince Moyong, there can be no words more frightening than these at this moment.
But Prince Moyong was not discouraged. A tremendous fighting spirit was surging in his burning eyes.
âMe too.â
It wasnât a bluff. He couldnât take them out because he didnât know how the game would turn out at the critical moment, but he also had hidden the secret swords.
A smile appeared on the face of the public ambassador.
It was truly a sense of liberation and fighting spirit that I felt for the first time in a long time. The passionate heart that a monk following Buddha should not have was pushing the power of superpower to its limits.
hook!
Ambassador Gong Gong appeared on this street on the right side of Moyong-gun.
Even though I knew it was coming, the surprise didnât go away. I once again realized that the Geumgang Fudong Divine Law is the divine law that is discussed as the best in the world.
Moyonggunâs treasured sword moved like a gale.
Blah blah blah!
Despite the rapid exchange of attacks and defenses, the ground burst and cracked in various places.
Even a sword stretched out unconsciously contains tremendous power. Both of them have embodied their trained martial arts skills to the realm of instinct.
And finally.
Ambassador Gong Gongâs fist moved like a beam of light in a battle that the eye could not follow.
Whoa whoa!
Mo Yong-gunâs face distorted.
My left shoulder slumped. It has been dislocated.
It was no ordinary fist. The fist with the protruding middle finger, called Tougolkwon (é骨æ³), struck precisely where the shoulder blade connects to the arm.
A sharp pain that makes the hair stand on end. In the meantime, Prince Mo Yongâs sword targeted Gong Gongâs vital points like a greedy poisonous snake.
Suddenly!
A long sword image was engraved on the ambassadorâs chest. The thick prayer beads around his neck broke and flew high into the sky.
ââ¦!â
The public ambassadorâs eyes wavered.
Although it didnât touch the bone, it was a fairly deep cut. Due to the high fever unique to Noegi, there was not much blood.
However, the cerebral energy penetrating the wound was more fatal than the bleeding. Ambassador Gongâs body momentarily stopped to block the penetrator.
And Mo Yong did not miss that moment.
Flash!
He dug in like lightning and aimed at the shoulder of the public ambassador.
There was joy in Mo Yongâs eyes.
âWith thisâ¦!â
Taaaaaaaaaaa!
With a tremendous resonance, Moyongâs body was pushed to the left and staggered.
A tremor rose from the hand holding the sword and spread throughout the body. Something had struck his sword, pushing not only the blade but also Mo Yongâs body to the side.
Prince Mo Yong, who retreated in embarrassment, looked towards Ambassador Gongâs left hand.
âbeads!â
Master Gong Gong, who caught the end of the broken rosary before he knew it, struck the sword with all the power of his infinite power.
It was a combat ability beyond imagination. His horrifying judgment was even greater before his martial arts skills, where he could grab a broken prayer beads and block an attack.
It didnât end there.
Woooooo!!
One hundred and eight beads poured out from the broken prayer beads, each rising into the air and emitting a soft golden light.
An urgent look appeared on Mo Yong-gunâs face.
PPPPPPPPPPPPING!!
One hundred and eight beads were shot at incredible speed towards Mo Yong-gun.
Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-dan!
Even though it is a wooden ball made of wood, every bone in my body tingles every time I hit it one by one.
It was truly enormous power. Rather than approaching, the Moyong army gradually retreated and was conducting surveillance.
âthis!â
Baekpalbuljuyeonsa (ç¾å «ä½ç é£å°).
It was called âA worker under heaven who comes out of heavenâ. This means that all the learning in the world came from Shaolin. Although only a small number of people, Shaolin also possessed memorization skills.
Ta-da-da-da-da-dan! Pow!
The last bead exploded into pieces due to the incoming swordsmanship.
âOne hundred and eight!â
It was then.
Whoa whoa!
An explosion exploded on Mo Yong-gunâs left thigh, and his body tilted.
âThereâs one more left?!â
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It doesnât feel like being hit by a bead. This was a land wind.
Master Gong, who had attacked Mo Yong-gun with an unimaginable magic technique, suddenly flicked his middle finger, which was in contact with his thumb.
âTanjishintong (彿ç¥é)!!â
Plop!
The intangible wind that flew faster than a memorization struck Mo Yong-gunâs left shoulder and thigh once more.
It was a speed that could not be avoided or prevented. The realization of the public ambassadorâs ability to speed up the speed at the expense of penetrating power stood out.
Moyongâs body is falling apart. Although he never kneeled, his precarious posture seemed to indicate who was the winner.
Coo!
With a powerful advance, Ambassador Gongâs right fist became colored with a golden swirl.
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!
A terrifying force gathered together. It was a power on a different level from the martial arts he had used so far.
The martial arts technique that contains the full power of infinite power.
The greatest season when rocks a hundred paces away were pulverized into powder and the greatness of Shaolin martial arts was announced to the world.
The moment when the legendary martial art is used.
Flash!!
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes were colored with a blue thunderbolt.
The ambassadorâs face hardened.
âdanger!â
Paaaaaaaaaa!
The fist of Ambassador Gong, who had achieved the Hundred Treasures Divine Power, moved quickly and smoothly.
and.
Flash! Crump!
Yongwang Yukwon (é¾çææ³) broke Mo Yonggunâs left upper arm.
Jiing! Jiing!
Ambassador Gong Gong, who was looking down at Moyonggun in front of him, slowly turned his gaze to his left shoulder.
There was a sword gleaming with fierce lightning. Even though it was emitting a lot of power, its clothes and skin were still intact.
âHuh! Huh!â
Moyong is panting.
âHow are you, Ambassador?â
The public ambassador closed his eyes.
âBinseung lost.â
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