Episode 460 Virtues that a leader must possess (5)âKuweeeek!!â
The blood pouring out was stained black.
However, even though he vomited blood, his complexion was not that dark. Rather, he looked refreshed, as if his insides had been opened.
âI guess I can live now.â
âTsk. Whatâs wrong with a person who claims to be the best in the world with his fists?â
âIs there anything else? You and I both count our tax revenues in the hundreds. âI think itâs amazing that youâre still holding on even though youâre already old.â
âYouâre right. Iâm sure youâre in trouble.â
âHehe, youâre probably far from achieving success. Iâve been getting a lot more irritated lately.â
âHow much blood was on your hands? How can the Tao reside in a sword that killed a person? From the moment I thought about setting the world straight, I gave up on the Tao.â
âYou speak well. âHe looked like he was going to die of regret.â
âBut you still have comrades, donât you? âIt gives me some comfort knowing that you too will not reach nirvana.â
âHe is like Malko, who is beyond evil.â
âThink about it. How many people in the world are the same age as us? âIâve been through many ups and downs, but in the end, all I have left is two balls and one friend.â
âThat Taoist man is a rude person.â
âIâm even older and canât even function properly. âYou too, right?â
âItâs getting more and more ghastly.â
âIn the end, the only thing left is a friend. So, instead of going to nirvana alone, go to the underworld in harmony with me.â
âIâm sure. You are a great man who would never have achieved success even if you hadnât put blood on your sword.â
âAh yes. So, you too, need some strength.â
At first glance, it may seem strange to ask a person with a fair complexion to cheer up.
However, looking at the old monkâs body, I could see why the old monkâs face was colored with such sadness.
Rumbling.
Blood seeped from the old monkâs shoulder.
âI thought I stopped the bleeding completelyâ¦â
âMy strength was shaken due to the vomiting of blood. âIt seems like my blood has been relieved.â
âStay there for a moment.â
âDonât do that. Your condition is also very critical. âDonât waste your energy needlessly.â
âKeep your mouth shut and stay still.â
Nodo took a deep breath and raised his index finger.
Pabababak!
A hazy energy poured over the old monkâs shoulders. No more blood flowed from the smoothly cut cross section.
âItâll be okay now. There shouldnât be any problems with hemostasis for the time being. However, you will need medicine and a nutritious meal before the wound heals.â
âThis man.â
âCough!â
Nodo coughed.
Unlike the old monk, Nodoâs face was extremely pale. Anyone could see that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
Wooooow.
A translucent white energy wavered from Nodoâs body.
It was truly a good energy that would warm the whole world. It was an extremely unstable energy, but the concentration of true energy was beyond imagination. It could be said that it was the ultimate miracle.
âTaegeukjingi (å¤ªæ¥µçæ°£)? Isnât Sunyang Wugeukgong better?â
âOne thing for all things is the essence of shaman martial arts. Seen in its current state. The mild Taegeukjingi is better than the martial arts.â
âAs expected, the shamanâs martial arts skills are endless. âSampungjinâs enlightenment is truly surprising.â
âEven Shaolin martial arts are not human martial arts. Look at the daylight. âIs that the daylight of a dying person?â
âItâs a body that will die anyway, so what does it matter whether your complexion is good or bad? Stop whining and move. âIt looks like we still have a hundred miles to go.â
The old monk stood up shakily and took a deep breath.
It was then.
Sasak.
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Nodoâs face hardened.
âIt looks like weâve been discovered.â
âThey are terrible guys. To even enter the realm of the Heavenly Demon Church, the worst power in the martial arts world of the time. âI have never seen such vicious people in my life.â
Faaagh!
The two people unfolded the divine law.
Itâs a new method that makes you gasp, but unfortunately, itâs not that fast. It achieved maximum efficiency with minimal endurance, but was significantly slower than the speed of horseback riding.
âHuh. âHuh.â
Even my breathing was falling apart. Breathing is the beginning and end of the Naegongsim method. When breathing is disturbed, energy becomes unstable and the circulation of internal and external energy becomes unnatural.
Of course, the speed at which stamina was depleted was fast. The bodies of the two old men instantly became wet with sweat.
He is bleeding profusely, his stamina and stamina are low, and he is even sweating. I couldnât even remember the last time I drank as much water as I wanted. The two peopleâs condition was gradually getting worse.
How much time has passed like that?
Peeeeeeee! bang!
The arrow that passed between the faces of the two old men split a rock into pieces.
He was a powerful archer. It was so powerful that even a warrior who had reached the ultimate level would suffer fatal injuries if allowed to strike.
The old monk looked at the old monk.
Will conveyed through eyes even without words.
âGo first.â
âItâs noisy. Just let you go. Iâve never even met the leader.â
âStill, you have to go. âI can be stronger than you right now.â
âIs it really like this?â
âPlease. Donât fight even in this situation.â
A look of sadness appeared on Nodoâs face.
It was just as my friend said. Now was not the time to fight over things like this, but a time to consider efficiency. Nodo, who had lived for almost a hundred years and experienced all kinds of ups and downs in the martial arts world, knew this very well.
But I couldnât leave my friend like this. In a situation where I had no regrets about my life anyway, there seemed to be no reason to send my friend away first.
âGasp! The letter would have been sent to the religious leader anyway, so it would be difficult for him to recover. Letâs see the end here.â
âHey man.â
âWouldnât it be okay for us to be stubborn, at least until the last moment?â
Nodoâs face was clear and clear. It was a face that had truly decided to die. The
old monk, who had been looking at Nodo with a sad expression, gradually felt at ease.
âYes, even the nobles will understand us.â
âWhatâs important is how the Seo sect uses our deaths.â
âThe Lord Seoâs insight sees through the world. If necessary, he can even sell water from the Yangtze River for thousands of dollars. âIâm sure it will be put to good use.â
âThen I have no regrets anymore. âLetâs have a cool run one last time.â
âI see.â
The old monk stepped forward vigorously.
Coo!
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Kugugugugugung.
Golden divine energy emanated from the old monkâs body. A thick, hazy white spirit rose from Nodoâs body, like the fog of Mt. Wudang.
Two absolute masters who gave up running and decided to risk their lives. Although he suffered fatal injuries that were difficult to recover from and was extremely drained of his stamina and internal energy, his momentum surpassed that of the energetic Twin God in his youth.
Weeeeeee.
It was clear that the two were close friends. Even though their pursuits are different, the saying, âAll people must return to one species,â did not arise for nothing. The energy of the two people, who realized the pinnacle of Daoist Buddhism, amplified each otherâs energy and emitted energy waves like an active volcano.
That wave alone was enough to make a decent expert vomit blood. It was impossible to imagine the presence of a dying expert.
In the end, the group of people who were hiding and targeting the two people had no choice but to show up.
Sasak.
The person who stood up at the front was Jang Han, who was carrying three swords. Although he seemed to have just turned 40, he had an old-fashioned aura, as if he was much older than he appeared on the outside.
âHave you given up on running away?â
It was a voice full of arrogance.
The old monk Jeoksong smiled.
âI gave up.â
âThey really are old people who give people a hard time. âIt would have been better if you had given up sooner.â
Nodo Hyeoncheonjinin shook his head.
âI gave up running now, but I let go of any lingering concerns about my life. However, we have decided to pursue a spectacular ending, so you better be on your toes.â
Jang Han chuckled.
âDo you think you can block even one of my swords?â
âEven though I devoted myself to the path for a hundred years, there are people who sometimes donât understand. One of them is a person like you. Did it make you feel good?â
It meant that the fox had borrowed the tigerâs might. In other words, it meant that it felt good to trust the archers behind it and be so rude.
Jang Hanâs face hardened like frost.
âInsolent!â
Scream!
An explosive energy wave poured out from Jang Hanâs body.
Surprisingly, that energy wave was of a intensity that could not be shown by anyone other than a master of Hwagyeong. It was a energy wave that was no less inferior to that of a teenage expert. The
current Jeoksong and Hyeoncheon, who were mortally wounded , For Seo, just meeting face to face was enough to deepen his internal wounds. But unexpectedly, the two peopleâs expressions were relaxed.
âIf itâs this much energy, can the leader of Seo read it?â
âI donât know. Isnât your divine eye technique better than mine? However, based on your ability from the last time I saw it, I think the chances are half and half.â
âThatâs enough. The provocation was worth it.â
Slurp.
Jang Han pulled out his sword.
When the black long sword among the three swords of black and white and red was revealed, a horrifying sense of death dominated the area.
Black Death, the absolute deadly sword of the Saewoe Murim. It was a black sword. It was the breath of death that had never been lead without killing someone since it was drawn.
Red Pineâs eyes sparkled.
âPlayer!â
Kuung!
With a strong forward motion, the remaining fist powerfully stretched out.
It was a straight and honest blow. However, the intangible power that was shot out in a whirlwind contained enough power to turn a rock into powder.
Shaolinâs representative festival, Hundred Steps . It was a divine martial art. Among Shaolinâs martial arts, it was the most famous martial art and also the most difficult to train.
Jang Hanâs eyes flashed.
âKaaaaaaa!â
Flash! Quaaang!
Baekboâs power split in half and disappeared.
Jang Hanâs face was gloomy and lifeless.
âThatâs amazing.â
Even with a dying body, he can use this much strength. If he were in a healthy state, he would have been defeated before he could get past twenty sums.
âHehe, you stupid old man. There is no way you can live in this situation. Are you trying to fight me with those soft fists?â
At that time, Hyeoncheonâs hand waved.
âThatâs right.â
Flash!
A ray of cloud-like sword energy attacked Jang Han.
It was not a sword, but a sword technique performed with bare hands. The sword energy was released with bare hands, and its power was not much different from that performed with a sword. .
This time, even Jang Han couldnât take it with ease. A dull black sword energy bloomed from his sword.
Crawling!
âUweeeek!â
Hyeoncheonjinin vomited blood on the spot. His internal organs were shaken due to the shock from the collision of sword energy.
âHmm.â
Jang Han also took a step back.
It was a blow that a Daoist wielded with all his might. As expected, it did not contain life, but it was struck with the power of the original essence, so it was much more powerful than the Hundred Treasures Divine Fist.
But as expected, it was. That was all. Jeokpine continued to stumble and Hyeoncheonjinin was coughing up blood while kneeling.
âAre you done with the fun?â
âCough!â
âI should kill it quickly and leave. Is it because itâs the demonsâ territory? The air is very stuffy.â
Jang Han held up the Black Snake God Sword:
âIt was boring, old men. bye.â
Jeoksong and Hyeoncheon closed their eyes.
The moment when Jang Han was about to strike down his sword with force.
âItâs always been that way.â
A chilling voice was heard from far away in the south.
âItâs always been like that. âI didnât really mean to do that, but it always appears at a crucial moment.â
Jang Hanâs eyes wavered.
âWell, itâs hard to even say itâs decisive. If these obnoxious people had contacted me sooner, it wouldnât have gotten to that point.â
Whoop!
Everyone in the room was shocked for a moment.
They couldnât even feel the flow of air, but before they knew it, there was a big man wearing a red robe standing behind Jeokpine and Hyeoncheonjin. He was holding a long sword of more than five characters in his hand, and the purple-black blade was scary. He was radiating strong magical energy.
Jang Han shouted,
âWhat are you!â
Xu Liang smiled coldly.
âWhat are you?
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