Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return - Chapter 299

Episode 298

Hwang Bo-won of Hwang Bo-sega was full of confidence.

It is said that the name of Honam Danga is spreading widely, but compared to the eight major families, it has no reputation or tradition.

Although there were quite a few masters, the power of the Hwangbo family was not weak enough to be afraid, so they gritted their teeth and visited Aeyang, determined to destroy the Honam Danga at any moment.

“Look at that… it’s Hwangbo Se…!”

“Are you here to avenge what happened last time?”

Many people looked at the figures of Hwang Bose and whispered. Not just one or two people, but dozens at most.

It is no exaggeration to say that the elites of the Hwangbo family came to visit, but only those whose names were well known in the central region.

The sight of them all walking with swords was so murderous that no one even tried to block their path. The weight of the names of the eight major powers and Cheondohoe is that great.

No one would know why they came to Akyang.

We all saw how Hwang Bo-young suffered a disastrous defeat at the martial arts tournament held by Wangbu.

It was presumed that he had come to ask Honam Danga about it, so everyone seemed to be afraid that blood was blowing in this evil sheep for no reason.

“I don’t know if I’m going to turn the entire Cheondo Association into an enemy if I show Hwang Bo-sega an

enemy…” “But you’re going to Honamdan, not anywhere else. “I don’t think you are being treated lightly, are you?”

Many people speculated that the fight took place in two places.

Although Hwangbo Sega’s name is great, Honam Danga, an emerging Sega, is no less.

Since the existence of someone comparable to Chilseong was confirmed in this martial arts competition, I even thought that the Hwangbo family might be pushed back.

This is the moment when people’s eyes and ears turn to Honam Danga again.

‘What on earth am I doing?’

Jeok Museong broke out in a cold sweat and started hoeing.

puck! He struck down the hoe once, and the large piece of land flipped over in a straight line and bounced up.

It was clear that the work was done to cultivate the field, and the sight of it was truly shocking. It was no exaggeration to say that he worked better than an ox, as he turned over dozens of sheets with a single hoe.

“If you’re done there, let’s do the other side too. “I’m busy preparing lunch.” Jeok Museong glared at Jang Samtae.

If it wasn’t for Dan Woo-hyeon, I would have torn that snout off a long time ago. Just thinking about the hard work I had to do under that guy for a few days still made me angry.

Still, the reason he couldn’t touch him was because such a strange guy was favored by Dan Woo-hyeon.

“what? Why are you staring at me? “Are you dissatisfied?”

For a moment, Jeok Mu-seong’s eyes turned alive.

Jang Sam-tae, who flinched, trembled and turned his back. It was Jeok Mu-seong who raised his hands as he took a stance as if he was going to run towards Dan Woo-hyeon at any moment.

He sighed and let out a small sigh.

“…No, that’s not true, but what on earth are you planning to do with this large piece of land?”

“Can’t you tell by looking at it? “You’re trying to plant crops.”

Jeok Mu-seong’s mouth trembled.

At best, do you mean to use the Jeokmu Seong, which is the work of the Five Emperors, for something like that?

I was so angry that I burst into tears, but I tried to hold back and took a few breaths.

“Then good luck!”

Jang Sam-tae, smiling brightly, waved his hand and entered the house. He looked very happy, perhaps because he thought he didn’t have to work in this scorching sun.

Although he did not like the situation at all, Jeok Mu-seong sighed as if there was nothing he could do.

‘What if martial arts is so strong….’

Swish! He picked up the hoe and hit the ground.

thud! The ground was dug out in a straight line with a small sound. The majesty of digging up such a huge area in one go was truly amazing.

‘All I do is hoe and poop…’ Jeok

Museong let out a long sigh.

I thought the only difficult thing was practicing martial arts. When he became the head of the Sapa under the name Oh Hwang, he thought he had the world.

But now, I have been reduced to carrying a litter and working with a hoe.

Because he had never even thought of doing something like this, Jeok Mu-seong still thought that all of this was a dream and not reality.

Two days ago, I rebelled against Dan Woo-hyeon to escape from this unbreakable dream.

I pretended to be crazy and swung my fists, but that day, Jeok Mu-seong lay there all day, unable to open his eyes, as if dead.

I barely survived thanks to Kwon Moo-jin, who almost crossed the Samdocheon River.

‘It would have been better if it had been that way…’

Jeok Mu-seong sighed again and raised the hoe again. When I lightly hit the vertical again, the ground was dug up.

“A million…”

It was at that moment that a voice mixed with surprise was heard.

There were some strange people there.

Those wearing yellow uniforms.

There were only three in number at most, but judging from the fact that they were wearing swords, it seemed like they were definitely martial people.

The word Hwangbo (皇甫) was embroidered on his chest, and the moment he saw it, he realized.

‘Is it Hwang Bose?’

At the same time, he lightly swung the hoe with one hand.

I think I had a stronger will to dig the ground first than the guests.

Because of that one move, dozens of sheets were overturned at once, and the sight was truly shocking.

However, Jeok Mu-seong seemed to not think that he had shown much strength and lowered his head, wiping away the sweat.

There was no way those young people could recognize their faces, but they thought they shouldn’t just scratch and make a mess.

He moved his lips several times before opening his mouth.

“What is going on in a place like this?” The voice I heard changed.

If it had been the solemn voice of Mu-seong himself just a moment ago, now it was somewhat higher, like the voice of someone who had been serving customers for a long time.

“Kuhm… are you…?”

“Are you someone who works at Honam Danga, but…? Do you have any business at Sega?”

Jeok Mu-seong glanced up and raised his head.

The man was seen clearing his throat loudly.

My face was a little pale, and I couldn’t figure out why.

“Is that really Danga’s servant?”

“Yes, but…?” The men looked at Jeok Museong with expressions of involuntary boredom.

In addition, he was strangely careful with his words and even put his hands together politely.

“You… is there anyone else like you?”

“Are you talking about someone like me?”

I had no idea what they were saying.

Jeok Museong made a strange expression.

Are you asking whether there are more people working? He made a puzzled expression.

There was a servant named Jang Sam-tae inside, so I nodded as if it was obvious.

“Is that so?” For a moment the men fell silent.

The scene I had clearly witnessed a moment ago was something that would make it laughable to even say it was astounding. Upsetting dozens of sheets with just one hit?

It could not be explained simply by saying that it had extraordinary strength.

Still, is there anyone else like that?

“I think the author might be Macheon-gun.”

“I… I guess so?”

I heard that Macheongun was wearing a black mask.

Although it felt quite different from his appearance, there was no way that someone with that much power was Lord Macheon.

at that time.

Something flew in with a loud bang.

Puk puk puk!

Everyone was startled by the sounds they heard one after another and their complexions turned blue.

The thing that passed by several men was none other than a blade.

It was launched as if by rote, but narrowly passed between them and landed on the rocks and trees.

“What are these guys?”

Someone climbed over the fence and came out. Wearing a black mask, he held a bottle of alcohol in one hand and gave an indifferent look.

“I almost got hit!”

“It would be okay if it didn’t hit. “What are you doing with that?”

Jeok Mu-seong glared at Sado-hak harshly.

If it had moved even a little, it would have turned into a beehive. It was the same for Jeokmuseong.

It was such a harsh move that it didn’t seem to matter even if someone had died.

Jeok Mu-seong frowned and slowly raised his hand.

The energy gathered around the hand, and hot air spread around.

“200 million 2J”

“Wow!”

Then the cutlery that had been stuck in the trees and rocks rose into the air. Just making dozens of things come to mind at the same time could no longer be called human inaction, but they flew towards Apostle School as quickly as possible.

“Do you see this kid?”

Sadohak lost his temper and stretched out his hand.

The extended force blocked the oncoming blade.

As the two men’s forces collided in the air, enormous pressure spread out in all directions.

Crisp!

The blades suddenly broke apart.

“Huh… I can’t believe you spread something out of thin air like that…”

Gulp.

I heard the sound of dry spitting next to me. Not only was he able to lift numerous blades using empty objects, but he was also able to crush them, which meant that his skills were comparable to those of Ohwang.

Even a person with such incredible feats is just a servant?

“And the author… Macheon-gun… soft.

My body naturally began to tremble.

This strong spirit.

It is a force that cannot be defeated at all by the enormous aerial power that is spreading the object in the air. On the contrary, he was so strong that it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was pushing him away.

A person like this is at best a Chilseong? It wasn’t.

Undoubtedly, an ability comparable to that of the Five Emperors.

“Do…what on earth are we doing here…!”

The men of the Hwangbo family were trembling and sweating. There are two people who have surpassed the human level?

“Could it be that the author is a ghost?” Maybe so.

Since the identity of the deceased is completely unknown, but some people are speculating that he is a person from the Honam Danga, there is a possibility that the author who introduced himself as a working person is the deceased.

at that time.

Kwa-kwa-kwang-!

A huge force flew between the two people who were confronting each other. A strong blue flash appeared, dissipating the energy of the two people colliding and disappearing.

Everyone was astonished at the sight.

“What on earth are you doing? Tsk tsk… It’s not like kids fighting…”

Soon, a person with a sword appeared in that place.

It was definitely the gentleman sword from the skit where he wore a white mask.

The men of Hwang Bose, who had no longer even the energy to be shocked, slumped down in their seats and wet their pants. Soon, the eyes of the three peerless experts turned towards them.

“So what are these?”

I heard someone’s puzzled voice.

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