Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 213

Episode 213. Gangsi, vacuum! (殭屍, 進攻)

Han Ibi let out a long sigh as she looked at that scene.

“I’ve already said this several times, but this isn’t a horror novel, it’s a martial arts novel…”

Wang Jiayuk heard those words and asked.

“Jong-li, Lord. “What did you say just now?”

Han Ibi said while waving her hand.

“no. It’s worse than making bone broth, but it’s already happened so there’s nothing you can do about it. “There is no cure for the absence of imagination.”

Wang Ga-yuk said while looking at the crowds pouring forward.

“Amitabha Buddha. Um… that’s a jiangshi. “This is my first time seeing it in person.”

Han Ibi said bluntly.

“I don’t know why they’re so valuable that they’re hiding it… Anyway, these guys really make people sick.”

Yes.

The group that was now approaching Gyeoncheonmo’s side was a large gang of Jiangshi.

It’s not that they weren’t, but their strange appearance of jumping up and down due to their stiff joints had a creepy aspect to it.

Han Ibi said as she raised her sword.

“Be careful. Those guys will attack at any cost…”

That was then.

Although Gyeoncheonmo was loud, he shouted in a very short voice.

“No movement!”

Then the large group of jiangshi stopped moving and stood still.

It was as if time had stopped….

From the moment the command was given, without any movement from them, it was frozen without any movement.

A truly unrealistic situation.

Han Ibi, who saw this, muttered with a somewhat surprised face.

“Did you say that the Rose of Sharon flower was blooming? “This is really amazing.”

At that time, Gyeoncheonmo smiled and said with an arrogant expression.

“Ugh. “You talk as if you’ve seen a jiangshi before.”

Han Ibi also said with a smile.

“sure. Every time I see it. “I got sick of it at the blacksmith shop in Ogyeong Yabang.”

Then, Gyeoncheonmo’s expression changed completely and he said.

“what? Then you are…”

“That’s right. I was the one who wiped out my grandfather and all his poor souls. Oh, come to think of it…”

Han Ibi continued speaking with an expression as if she had remembered something.

“…I heard that Elder Gyeon is the disciple of Grandpa Eongeukbyeong.”

After hearing those words, Gyeoncheonmo’s expression hardened.

“joy! “Who is whose disciple?”

“aha. I don’t think you understood. “I told you that Elder Gyeon was Eongeukbyeong’s disciple.”

Then Gyeoncheonmo said, making the veins on his forehead stand out.

“How dare that stupid person become my master? “He’s just… an old man dwelling on past glories.”

“Hmm. I have no inclination to disagree with that statement. But…”

Han Ibi said with a disgusted expression on her face.

“…In terms of finished product yield, it seems that the old man is much more efficient. He didn’t waste that many bodies.”

Gyeoncheonmo said.

“Someone who doesn’t know anything is talking nonsense. “The core of Gangshi manufacturing techniques is not in manufacturing, but in controlling them.”

Han Ibi said with a bright look in her eyes.

“Ohh. “I heard that you come from a dark background, but… you really know how to use your brain.”

He looked around at the Jiangshi who were standing still as if they were ice, and then continued speaking.

“I think I know what you mean. “Instead of giving up some production efficiency, we maximized our utilization capabilities.”

“Ugh. This guy is smarter than you think. That’s right. “I completely changed the shabby techniques of controlling Gangshi of the Jinju people.”

Han Ibi said with a smile.

“That is the core of Jiangxi military operation. Now I understand why you are called the ‘head’ of Qilianmun. And…”

Han Ibi added while raising her index finger.

“…It also means that he is a human being who must be killed.”

Then Gyeoncheonmo became furious and spoke.

“joy! “We’ll see if his skills are as sharp as your tongue.”

And then he shouted one word.

“Maejo (梅組).”

However, there was something that was somewhat annoying to Han Ibi’s ears…

‘It feels unfamiliar because it is different from the existing Chinese tones.’

Anyway, with his shouting, some jiangshi resumed their terrible movements again.

“Grrr!”

“Wow….”

Han Ibi roughly counted, and there were a total of twelve.

Only then was Han Ibi able to confirm the exact meaning of Gyeon Cheon’s mother’s words. The

fact that the Gangsi Army…

is by no means a ‘metaphor’ but a ‘reality’.

Those who understood Gyeoncheonmo’s orders were now no different from the real army.

It was then.

An unfamiliar voice came out.

“Ah… here…”

The main character of the voice…

is none other than Dam Hwayeon of the Kunlun Sect who was lying in the coffin!

Inside, she raised her upper body and looked around with blank eyes, as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.

“What?…”

Go Ho-gyeong of the Kunlun Sect also stood up and groaned quietly.

Han Ibi said after seeing that.

“good! “It was worth wasting my time picking up nonsense with that person.”

Wang Jiayuk said in surprise.

“No, what happened?”

Han Ibi said with a grin.

“I quickly sprayed a stimulant earlier. “I’m so glad it’s colorless and odorless.”

Han Yi Fei walked and blocked the front of the coffin and spoke to Wang Jiayuk.

“Even if you take stimulants, you need time to recover. “We will have to defend desperately and give them time to wake up.”

After hearing those words, Wang Jiayuk approached with a determined expression on his face.

At that time, Gyeoncheonmo laughed and said.

“ha ha ha. I don’t know what kind of trick they used, but it won’t change anything. “There will just be more bodies to clean up.”

Then Gyeoncheonmo shouted loudly again.

“Get out!”

Then, the twelve Gangshi who had been squirming in their places jumped out from the group and formed a line.

Therefore, not only Wang Ga-yuk but also Han Ibi could not help but feel somewhat nervous.

Gyeoncheonmo shouted.

“Vacuum!”

Finally, the Jiangshi were ready to run wild like wild beasts whose seals had been lifted.

“Grrr….”

“Khaaaa!”

Making unpleasant noises, twelve corpses rushed towards Han Ibi and Wang Ga-yuk.

As if Han Ibi was annoyed, she took out the Bongwangdo and launched its body towards them.

Kang kang kang.

Every time the Bongwangdo touched the strong bodies of the Gangshis, a loud sound was heard, as if metal objects were clashing against each other.

At the same time, he secretly looked back at Wang Gayuk.

‘Are you doing well?’

His gaze caught the image of Wang Jiayuk fighting against two Jiangshi.

Surprisingly, he

was actually realizing a correct attack during a correct attack.

He unfolded the Baekbo Shinquan (百步神拳), one of the 72 types of bows at Shaolin Temple, with both hands.

Boom boom.

The two Jiangshi were each punched in the chest and were flying away.

The simple yet majestic power of the Dharma Station Sutra was exerting its power.

At that time, the two jiangshi came rushing in again.

However, Wang Jiayuk was not embarrassed and instead plunged the Luohan hand into the Jiangshi’s face and, using the one-widowang spiritual technique, stepped on their shoulders with both feet, thrust his body, and flew far in front of the coffin. I’m back.

Han Ibi thought.

‘wow. The character seems somewhat shabby, but his martial arts skills are orthodox.’

Wang Jiayuk shook his head and said.

“Amitabha Buddha. “They… are neither dead nor injured.”

Han Ibi responded.

“I was originally dead, but why am I dying again? “Gangshi is originally used for its taste.”

Wang Ga-yuk frowned heavily and began to throw bokhojang (伏虎掌) at the approaching gangshi again.

On the other hand, Han Ibi…

was randomly blocking the approach of the Jiangshi who were approaching her by throwing the Bongwangdo.

No matter how militarized the Jiangshi were,

their thinking ability was reduced to the level of trivial things, so they could never escape the dazzling movement of the flying Bongwangdo.

Gyeoncheonmo, who saw that, snorted and said.

“joy. “Let’s see if your remaining talent will work if you do this.”

Then he shouted.

“Nanjo (蘭組) Bamboo Bird (竹組)!”

Then, some of the group of jiangshi that had been stationary woke up from hibernation and began to move.

Gyeoncheonmo shouts again.

“Vacuum!”

A total of twenty-four jiangshi heard the sound and started rushing towards Han Ibi and Wang Ga-yuk at once.

Han Yi-bi was still constantly throwing away the Bongwangdo… but in the end, she

had no choice but to retrieve the Bongwangdo in the waves of Gangsi surging through assassination tactics.

Meanwhile, Wang Ga-yuk’s situation was also not easy.

There were so many Jiangshi charging at me at once that I couldn’t handle them with my fists.

So, he improvised and performed the Hangma Yeonhwanshintoi (降魔連環神腿), which can be said to be the fastest kick in Shaolin Temple.

So, they were concentrating on buying time by hitting the lower bodies of the strongmen and making them lie on the floor.

However, it is unclear how much longer we can endure like this.

Moreover… even though I put all my strength into beating down the steel-hard gangshis, the bruises on my legs were increasing.

Wang Ga-yuk said.

“Amitabha Buddha. I think Hinayana will be more difficult to endure.”

At that time, Han Yi-bi was using the secret skills of Nampa Cheontu to beat down various strongmen… but

the situation was not much better than Wang Ga-yuk.

When Wang Jiayuk glanced towards the coffin, almost all of his colleagues were awake… but they

were not yet in a position to intervene in this bizarre battle.

He spoke with a determined expression mixed with despair.

“Jongli’s offering.”

Han Ibi, who was kicking the head of a jiangshi that was approaching at close range with the sole of her foot, answered.

“Why are you doing this? King Daehyeop.”

He spoke in a whispering voice.

“This is your last chance.”

“What?”

“Run to the count of three. The Lord’s Immortal Treasure will surely be able to shake them off. We need to go out and call for reinforcements. That will be the way for everyone.”

“Then what about Wang Dahyeop?”

“I… these…”

Wang Jiayuk said again as he struck the lower bodies of the three jiangshi, knocking them down.

“…I will block it.”

Then Han Ibi smiled and said.

“aha. So what you’re saying is… you’re just going to pretend to be cool and act like a hero?”

Wang Ga-yuk said.

“exactly. Binseung must become a nobleman from the Murim League and leave a name for himself.”

Ebi Han said.

“Kya! It’s really cool. Monk Jeong Gwan.”

Then Wang Jiayuk looked at Han Yi Fei in surprise.

This is because he called me by my legal name for the first time since we met.

At that time, Han Ibi said.

“I just can’t do it because I’m so cool. “Even if we die, let’s drink a bowl of alcohol or something like that later and then die.”

Wang Ga-yuk said.

“Okay. Zhongli Small Colony. Even though it was a short time, it was nice to meet you.”

At that time, Gyeoncheonmo smiled loudly and said.

“Ahahaha. Just a little longer, and I’m ready to write Romance of the Three Kingdoms again. Such a good thing…”

He suddenly stopped laughing and continued.

“…It’s something I can’t possibly tolerate. A national ancestor!”

Then the Jiangshi responded by moving their frozen bodies.

Gyeoncheonmo shouted loudly.

“Vacuum!”

“Turn it off!”

“Uuuuh….”

The remaining Jiangshi began to rush in.

It was truly an imminent situation.

At that moment, Han Ibi had put Bongwangdo in her arms and was holding Seomjeondo again.

He said, his eyes flashing.

“Flying swords and boxing techniques are fun in their own way, but sword fighting is still the best for the taste of fighting. “He’s in good form too.”

Gyeoncheonmo said.

“Hehehe. That’s right. After you die, I will collect it and put it to good use, so don’t worry.”

However, Han Ibi had already unfolded her zongli plan, jumped up and flew in the air… and

was rushing toward the place where the jiangshi were most concentrated, clutching her sword.

(Continued in the next part)