Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 290
290 times. When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead.
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
At one time, there was a time when Kang Ho heated up with that name.
The eldest son of the Namgung family, who is said to be the best among the Moorim family, and the highest among the latter.
However, the name faded as famous schools appeared.
In the midst of the immediate crisis, interest in the late index has moved to the top 10 masters in the world.
That’s not the end.
As the performance of Namgoong-yeon, who was the 10th queen, was highlighted, there was even a tendency to be recognized as the ‘brother of the 10th queen’.
Eventually, he applied for spying, but was treated like a child and even dropped.
You could call it an endless fall.
That is why he declared war on Paenggakmyeong of Cheongcheon-do and other late exponents of the Paeng clan.
Namgungcheon went outside without even looking back.
This is because they do not want to cause damage to the restaurant owner and other customers eating.
“crazy.”
Swearing flowed from the puppet’s mouth.
Wouldn’t you know if you only took pictures of yourself and started a fight?
It could not be seen as sane to provoke all of the late Paengga indexes in the spots.
Pangmando said with a teary face.
“My older brother, Namgungcheon, insulted all of us. You have to show them.”
Paeng Il-jin also helped.
“you’re right. I said with my own mouth that the class is different from ours. This isn’t a nonsense. He insulted Fanga, and he must be held accountable.”
It was not a dance, so it was a voice that said let’s go together.
The name of the paenggak did not agonize for long.
First of all, it was a priority to kneel down Namgungcheon.
Isn’t it shameful to collaborate with the same late index?
Thousands of words
It was better to win in concert and be criticized than to lose in a one-on-one fight and be humiliated.
“He insulted us all, so we ought to fight together. As Iljin said, it’s not about fighting, it’s about punishing sinners, so let’s go forward confidently.”
Paeng-gak-myeong took the lead after explaining the justification for joint work as if to ask the guests to listen.
As the Paengga exponents went out, the remaining guests rushed to the window.
Paenggak-myeong Paengmando Paengiljin Paengmi-ryeo lined up in front of Namgungcheon.
It is an expression of intent to cooperate.
Namgungcheon drew his sword first without asking or questioning.
In an instant, dry saliva flowed down the throat of Paenggakmyeong.
It was because he felt a strange force from him standing with his sword point hanging down on the ground.
No, it was a prayer that surpassed the force.
‘Was the blue cloud sword that good?’
Despite the overwhelming number of four to one, it somehow feels ominous.
“Namgungcheon! If you apologize for the rude remarks…”
“That’s what I’m going to do. If you don’t want to see blood, blame Jean Sozer.”
“gibberish!”
“Brother, I have nothing to talk about at length. Let’s show you the tingling taste.”
Paeng Man-do and Paeng Il-jin threw one word at a time.
Paenggakmyeong knew that the full stage had passed through conversation, and slowly drew the sword.
Sureureung.
Then, as if they had waited, Paengga’s later exponents quickly drew their swords.
At some point, the road in front of the spot was blocked.
Both sides of the street were filled with people flocking to see this rare fight.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath.
My heart, which had been beating wildly, calmed down little by little.
‘Admit it. It’s a fight against me.’
I don’t know if it was one or two, but four was a number beyond my ability.
This is because Paengga is as famous as the Namgung family.
Still, I wasn’t afraid.
Rather, thinking that Jin Seol-ha shed tears because of their persecution, my blood stops.
He was not so angry even when he fought in the green forest with Yeonjeokha.
Namgungcheon sincerely wanted to beat them to pieces.
It is not for the honor of himself and the Namgung family, but for Jin Seol-ha, so he must win.
‘Even if I die, I win.’
His determination shook his will, and his will awakened the god who was in a dream.
And God condensed Jung and Ki.
Namgungcheon, who was trembling with a thrill, unknowingly created the performance of Changgungdae Yeonsin.
It was the action of ‘intention prayer’ (meaning, where the mind goes, the qi goes), which he so longed for.
But that was just the beginning.
One after another, his body was penetrated in one breath, with ‘Gidohyeoldo (where qi goes, blood goes)’ and ‘Hyeoldogyeongdo (where blood goes, strength goes)’.
The walls that had been blocking his way for so many years collapsed in an instant.
Namgungcheon took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly.
“Sseup haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-.”
The gong of Changgungdaeyeonsingong roamed the whole body according to his will.
The moment you think of anywhere on your fingertips and toes, that place is already full of authenticity.
Who said the sword is an extension of the hand!
When he suddenly thought of the sword, the sword body also had gong power.
Woo woo woo-.
A heavy sword flowed from Namgungcheon’s sword body.
In front of the sword saying that only a prosecutor who has reached the point of incarnation is possible, the post-Paengga exponents widened their eyes.
In particular, the shock I felt was indescribable.
I believed it was the difference of a piece of paper, but is it the limit of incarnation?
But, consumed with jealousy, he refused to admit the reality.
“Strike!”
Paenggakmyeong’s paroxysmal cry made the Paengga late exponents jump forward.
Overwhelmed by the sword, the later exponents of Paengga practiced the Oh-ho-danmundo method from the beginning.
Ohhodanmundobeop is extremely chaebol as it is a dobeop that imitates the movement of a tiger.
Four swords rushed towards Namgungcheon like a storm.
Even if Namgungcheon unexpectedly reached the state of incarnation, it is still in its infancy.
His figure looked precarious, like a leaf fallen in a storm.
But even so, the realm of incarnation is the realm of incarnation.
Chae Chae-.
Namgungcheon, who deflected three swords, stomped his feet.
His new weapon shot at Paeng Gak-myeong like an arrow.
Surprised, Paenggakmyeong swung his sword horizontally and cut Namgungcheon.
However, Namgungcheon deflected the mighty sword just by lightly raising the tip of the sword.
And with the handle of the sword, I took a picture of Paeng Gak-myeong’s forehead.
tight-.
The name ‘Evil!’ It fell backwards with a sound.
Soon after, Namgungcheon began to circle around Paengmanho and Paengiljin Paengmiryeo with the Gungon Mujongbo.
Then, one by one, they hit each other on the forehead and knocked them down.
In the end, only Paengmi-ryeo was left.
“Thousand death penalty! Can you stop now!”
Paeng Mi-ryeo would rather die than be beaten and passed out in front of onlookers.
“Didn’t I tell you? If you apologize to Jean Sozer, I will forgive you.”
“Is this because of Jean Souza? Are you saying that our Paengga is inferior to Changinmun?”
“I am not interested in Paengga or Changinmun. I did something wrong to Jean Sozer, so please pray to Jean Sozer. Then it will work.”
“Thousand death penalty! No, Brother Chun! You really do too much. That’s Pangmi-ryeo.”
Paeng Mi-ryeo looked at Namgungcheon with resentful eyes.
We’ve known each other for how long, but it’s only because of Seolha Jin!
“If anyone, other than Paeng Mi-ryeo, has done something wrong to Jin So-je, you should pray.”
“….”
Paeng Mi-ryeo, who was staring at Namgung-cheon with a face about to cry, eventually retrieved the sword.
“ha! all right. I apologize. But you will always regret today.”
“That won’t happen. When you take one step, I will take ten steps ahead.”
“…”
Paeng Mi-ryeo secretly sighed.
I was fed up with Namgungcheon who kept fighting back until the end, but for some reason I thought it would be as he said.
This is Namgungcheon, who has been known for his excellent martial arts since he was a teenager.
At the age of thirty-two, he had already reached the point of incarnation.
How could they keep up with the speed twenty or thirty years faster than the disciples of the Seven Pillars!
Paeng Mi-ryeo walked past her cousins who were scattered and approached Chin Seol-ha.
“Jean Sozer. sorry. We made a mistake. This will never happen in the future.”
“…”
I just kept my mouth shut and listened.
Ever since Namgungcheon appeared, it was as if he was watching someone else’s business.
When Jin Seol-ha didn’t say anything, Paeng Mi-ryeo shrugged and went back to her cousins.
Paenggakmyeong and Paengmando Paengiljin woke up one after another.
The three of them quietly left with Paeng Mi-ryeo with a bump the size of a fist on their forehead.
After the fight, the blocked streets were reopened.
Around the time people went back to their daily lives, the riot police hurriedly came running as if they had heard the rumors.
However, seeing the peaceful street, they soon turned their steps.
Namgungcheon approached Jinseolha, who was standing in front of the spot.
As he approached, Jinseolha bowed his head.
I couldn’t lift my face because of crying in front of him a moment ago.
Jin Seol-ha, who had been wiggling her fingers for a while, said with a crawling sound.
“…why are you so nice to me.”
“This is not a good thing either. Shall I show you what you are really good at?”
“yes?”
I raised my head, wondering what he was talking about.
Namgungcheon said with a serious face.
“I asked if it would be okay to treat Jean Sojeo well.”
“Then thank you.”
“All right. Then, starting today, I will do my best with all my might.”
“The power of the whole body is a bit ….”
Jin Seol -ha’s face rose red to the earlobe.
I could tell what he was thinking without even asking.
There is no such thing as a blessing in disguise to win the heart of Namgung-cheon after being ignored by the late Paengga.
***
The road to Myo-myeon.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was walking shoulder to shoulder with Namgung-yeon after ten battles, said.
“I don’t know what Brother Chun is doing. He wanted to go with you.”
“It must be hanging around someone.”
“Who are you?”
“Jean Sozer.”
“Is this the gin saucer I know? Chang In-moon’s disciple at the Jeongju branch?”
“that’s right.”
“Does your brother like gin sauce?”
“I think so.”
“Wow! Why didn’t I know?”
The startled Yeonjeokha stuck out his tongue.
Then Gucheonno, who had been following a couple of steps behind, also intervened in heartache.
“Confucius-nim, isn’t that kind of dull?”
“what? Did old Sim know?”
“I didn’t know either, but I’m not as surprised as Confucius. Confucius Namgung should have been generally good to you.”
“It’s good that you left your brother behind. I wasn’t the only one disappointed that the spying fell off.”
“Hehe. Confucius Namgung must have been quite surprised that day. The Chilpaimun elders frothed at the mouth saying no. I don’t know the standards of those old people.”
“Honestly, it’s better not to go. What do you like? Go to Mt. Fungji. If it wasn’t for the musketeer, my sister could have fallen in too. I wouldn’t have followed you if it wasn’t for my sister.”
“Yes, but it would have hurt my ego. I heard that it was not possible because of lack of inaction in front of the warlords.”
“It’s not enough, but how strong is Brother Chun? Yes? sister?”
However, contrary to expectations, Namgung-yeon said something unexpected.
“It is true that my brother was lacking a bit. It’s been at a standstill for the last ten years or so. Since I met you, my herbivory has improved, but my strength has not.”
“How is your brother? Even now, it is the best among the late indexes.”
“Originally, my older brother’s history shouldn’t be at the current level. When I was in my teens, the elders fed me ginseng, which was said to be no jae, but it actually became poisonous.”
“Are you poisonous?”
“Because my internal strength suddenly increased, I neglected the training process. The more you become a master, the more you have to harmonize your spirit and spirit. My father said it was because my older brother’s personality was too bright. After Namgung’s family suffered a disaster, I wondered if God would wake up, but it didn’t seem to work.”
“ah!”
I understood the meaning of her words.
It seems that he had a taste for the easy road when he was young and couldn’t sharpen his mind like a knife.
“omg! The history of Confucius Namgung seems to be a bit far from Mannyeonsam…”
Namgungyeon nodded at the words of deep pain.
“that’s right. It’s still clogged up in my veins. One day, the day will come when you will be able to fully demonstrate your abilities. One day.”
Namgoongyeon’s voice was deeply regrettable.
It’s just sad that his only brother is getting older while rotting his innate talent.