Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 123

Episode 123. Customized Battle

“As expected, Bang Sang-sang is full of spirit. It can’t be helped. “Let’s go on our own.”

She said with a sneer, as if she was intentionally provoking me.

When the situation turned out like this, it was Ban Bang-geun who was in tears.

He snorted and started to run ahead.

Zhou Geumryeong’s voice was heard behind his shoulder.

“That’s how you are a wonderful member of our class.”

So the three people quickly entered the birch forest.

But surprisingly, they did not run away.

He was waiting for them, standing a long way away.

Bladder room muttered.

“what? “He ran away, but then changed his mind…”

said Han Ibi, who heard those words from afar.

“It’s a shame I changed my mind. “It was originally planned to be like this.”

Then, a shadow of fire passed through the mind of Ban Bang-geun, who was leading the way.

Of course, the learning effect is something that cannot be ignored.

However, I noticed the drinking ban following behind me.

‘I can’t linger here. Shit.’

Her presence had the effect of urging Ban Bang-geun to move forward.

At that time, Wang Qinglin, who was standing on the other side, spoke to Han Yi Fei.

“Do you have any sharp numbers in mind?”

“Yes.”

“What is that?”

“We have to fight.”

“What did you say?”

“We have to fight like crazy.”

Wang Qinglin said, raising his red face in anger.

“How is this different from before? “Why do you have to come here and fight?”

“It’s different.”

“What’s different?”

Han E-bi laughed once and said, ‘Hehe.’

“I must tell you that King Xiaoje did not notice. Once you enter this forest, that Ban Bang-Geun guy’s long-distance attacks won’t be effective. And Monk Hyejeong.”

“yes. Lord.”

“Oh my. How can that old man’s tone be a little off? “It looks like you and I are similar in age.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. “I’ve been staying at a temple since I was young…”

“Oh, that’s it. What can I do by telling you that now? monk!”

“yes.”

“Shaolin people are usually good at using sticks, but aren’t they more comfortable with bare fists?”

“Hmm. For us monks whose precept is not to kill…”

“Oh, indeed. I’m not asking you to listen to the teachings now. Are you confident in fistfights? Isn’t there any? “Just say that.”

“…I am confident.”

“great. And finally, King Soje.”

“yes.”

“Please use the ticket chart.”

“yes?”

Han Ibi said, pointing to the thick trees with her chin.

“Please use that ticket. Of course, to that helpless woman.”

Then, Wang Qinglin, who had been looking around the tree for a moment, made an ‘Ah’ sound as if he realized something.

“Monk, please take charge of that Mr. Ban. I’ll be in charge of the guy who knows whether it’s the bladder or the bladder room. “Did you know?”

“yes.”

“I’m just telling you, but each person must take the towel they took with them. “Here they come.”

Jugeumryeong’s group, who had already reached close range, was not letting down its guard.

The first to speak was the Hwasan Sect’s bladder room.

“Look. Monk Hyejeong.”

Hyejeong answered politely.

“yes. Lord.”

“As you know, isn’t Shaolin the actual home of the Murim Alliance along with our volcano shamans?”

“well. “I don’t know much about Hinayana.”

“ha ha ha. The monk is too humble. Well, anyway, speaking of which… Is it really okay for the hero of the Great Shaolin Temple to hang out with these shabby sects?”

Then Wang Qinglin screamed.

“What’s wrong? Are you shaking? Who knows that you guys from the Hwasan Sect are so attached to the Murim Alliance that they only care about their interests?”

Ebi Han said.

“These are the most normal words and actions I’ve ever heard from King Soje.”

Bladder Sil said, ignoring them.

“It’s not too late. “Form an alliance with us.”

Then, instead of answering, Hyejeong stuck the wooden stick into the dirt ground and said,

“The monks of Shaolin always adhere to the principle of faithfulness. We cannot turn our backs on those who are in trouble. Amitabha Buddha. “Please understand.”

“Hoo. is that so? “In the end, it won’t be a good thing.”

“Amitabha Buddha. “You have to accept the result.”

“Then there is nothing we can do. Don’t regret it later…”

At that moment, Ju Geumryeong suddenly jumped out from the back of the bladder room.

It seems they were aiming for a surprise attack.

Of course, the destination is Wangchenglin.

Then Wang Qinglin also jumped out and the fight began.

Zhou Jinling said with a smile.

“I will put an end to it this time. “You stamped your oath well, right?”

“joy. “Who can say anything?”

When the two competed in the restaurant, Ju Geumryeong had the upper hand to some extent.

She raised her arms.

The beautiful appearance of the Plum Blossom Sword Technique created with a thin and long sword could be said to be Zhou Geumryeong’s specialty.

Han Ibi thought.

‘Oh oh. ‘It’s pretty good.’

Her quick sword flew out mercilessly towards Wang Qinglin.

Land land!

As Ju Geum-ryeong’s sword collided with the blade of Pyojo, sparks flew in all directions.

Ebi Han said.

“King Soje. “You didn’t forget what I told you earlier, right?”

Then, Wang Qinglin made a ‘hum’ sound and started to move.

That was a place where birch trees grew more and more densely.

Only then did Ju Geumryeong and his companions notice Han Ibi’s trick.

“Such a coward…”

That’s right.

The Plum Blossom Sword Technique of the Hwasan School is famous for its beauty.

This means that it is gorgeous enough to please the eyes.

But it is also proof that space needs to be fully utilized.

And this place… was not appropriate to use such a space.

This is because the trees were so close together that they did not allow enough space.

Therefore, I was unable to form a proper sword path because I had to avoid Jugeumryeong’s sword tree.

On the other hand, Wang Cheong-lin’s pyojeo was mounted on the arm, and although it was short, it was very sharp and strong, making it much more useful in close-range combat.

A sharp sound echoing through the bushes.

This time, things went the opposite way with the restaurant.

Jugeumryeong, whose herbivorous flow was constantly cut off, was unable to use his strength at all.

Wang Qinglin was making full use of the trees.

Han Ibi muttered.

“King Soje. Trees are not an obstacle but a support force. “It’s still not fully utilized.”

At that time, Wang Qinglin’s eyes sparkled and shined.

She slowed down the tense sound of the weapon striking and suddenly launched herself towards the tree on the right.

So, even though Zhou Geumryeong was surprised, he was dazed for a moment.

Wang Cheong-lin, who reached the tree, hit the tree with his left marker and kicked up his body.

Wang Qinglin instantly flew into another tree.

Now she looked like a male flying squirrel.

Clap clap clap!

Han Ibi clapped her hands.

“great. “There isn’t much left.”

Now, what is confusing is the liquor ban.

She gathered her swords to her chest for defense every time the haunting figure of Wang Qinglin moved.

And then…

Chang!

Suddenly, Wang Qinglin’s ticket was swung.

She raised her sword and tried to block it.

But there was something she didn’t think of….

Although the pyochae was short, it was a weapon that could use both arms.

Wang Qinglin swung his left arm and cut her down.

A ‘boouk’ sound.

Zhou Geumryeong’s shoulder was torn off.

The dance almost ended due to an injury.

Wang Qinglin flew to another tree again and prepared to attack again.

It was then.

“How dare you!”

A man running towards me with a twinkle in his eye.

It was Banbanggeum, a tribute to Zhou Geumryeong.

He rushed forward, swinging a rather wide sword.

A shadow blocking him.

“Amitabha Buddha. Please forgive me.”

It was Hyejeong, an old woman from the Shaolin Temple.

Contrary to his dying tone, he rushed forward like a gale and stretched out his hand.

The so-called Geumnasu (擒拿手).

The twelve solar terms of Shaolin’s Golden Dragon and Twelve Years poured down through the narrow gaps in the trees toward Bangbanggeum.

However, Ban Jang-geum is also a deity representing Kunlun.

He used Kunlun’s eight-tube sword and attacked Hye-jeong in a terrifying manner, as if he would cut off her hand at any moment.

However, Hyejeong made full use of Nahanbo (羅漢步) and slipped through the trees, getting closer to his body.

Those who want to cut it out and those who want to take it away.

A strange confrontation that was neither about martial arts nor martial arts was taking place here in the birch forest of Madou Island.

Han Ibi was watching the fight between the two with interested eyes.

‘It’s over. He is much more talented than I thought. After all, Shaolin Temple’s reputation was not gained through fighting. It’s fun, but it’s over now. ‘It’s bland.’

just as expected.

chin!

The sword fell into the tree with a sound.

Ban Bang-geum, who was in no position to pull it out at the moment, gave up his sword and went to face Cheong-won.

However, Shaolin’s Geumnasu method was popular.

Hyejeong stuck out her fists as if they were going to clash.

Just as Ban Bang-geun’s fist is about to arrive.

Soon, Hyejeong’s fist transformed into a jang (掌) and she pulled on his sleeve.

Banbanggeun suddenly loses balance and pours out.

Hye-jeong quickly snatched the silk towel from Ban Bang-geun’s neck as he was collapsing.

It’s over.

Han Ibi tried to applaud.

“Amitabha Buddha. Please forgive me.”

However, Hye-jeong’s words and actions made him keep his mouth shut.

‘cadet. In the meantime… I’m fed up. That damn old man. But anyway, it’s a good thing that it ended before the women’s fight.’

Hye-jeong stretched out her hand toward Ban Bang-geun, who was lying on the floor.

match!

“Shit!”

However, Ban Bang-geun got angry, shook off Hye-jeong’s hand, got up, and left without looking back.

Han Ibi said to his back.

“See you later. “Anti small-scale cooperation.”

Of course, you won’t hear it with your ears or your back.

Then I heard a loud noise.

“Sama Ju! “It would be best to retreat first!”

It was a bladder room.

However, Zhou Geumryeong didn’t even have time to reply as he was busy running between the trees and blocking Wang Qinglin who was attacking him fiercely.

“execution! “I… I…”

Still, he shouted as he threw his body around without paying any attention to the bladder.

“Samai Lord. “I will definitely avenge Sister Zhou.”

Since he is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, he tries to run away alone.

Ebi Han said.

“How can a person be so cruel?”

However, Bang Bang-sil tried to quickly escape the birch tree by stepping on Hwasan’s representative spiritual art, Amhyangpyo (暗香飄).

Wang Qinglin, who was watching this scene with his side even during the fierce battle, said.

“No, Zhongli Xiaoxiao. “Are you saying you’re just going to watch that person run away?”

Ebi Han said.

“Of course not.”

Then, I thought as I took out Bido from my arms.

‘Currently, Charyeoksa’s secret technique is at level 6. Hehehe. ‘I really wanted to try using it in real life.’

Han Ibi threw herself away while performing a jongli pyopyo move.

Then, he vigorously swings his body three and a half times as if he were a shot put athlete.

Wang Qinglin and Hyejeong were looking at Han Ibi with bewildered eyes.

Wang Qinglin, who quickly swung his sword and succeeded in ripping off Zhou Jinling’s sleeve, muttered.

“What on earth are you doing?”

At the last moment of the rotation, Han Ibi shouted like this and swung both arms.

“Propaganda flying sword law!”

At the same time, the four arrows attached to the fingers were fired through space.

Each of the four meatal passages approached the bladder chamber through different routes.

But…

Hyejeong opened her eyes and said.

“Amitabha…it’s amazing.”

Bido’s trajectory was truly refreshing.

Yes.

As the name ‘propaganda method’ suggests, Han Ibi’s blades were twisting in a wide rotation.

And that too, as he skillfully avoided the densely packed trees…

At that time, Bladdersil realized that something was strange and looked back.

He was frightened when he saw Bido flying towards him, took out his sword and urgently took a defensive stance.

Kang kang kang!

As a new expert of the Hwasan Sect, he used the Plum Blossom Sword Technique to swat away all the flying swords.

‘Great!’

Bladder clenches his left fist without realizing it.

But…

(continued in the next part)