The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 335

Episode 335

Jinmu approaches in an instant as if he had jumped through space, and he smiles grimly as if a puppet had been waiting for him.

stupid guy

How much experience does a young guy have in fighting? Since it uses thread, of course you would think it was a martial art specialized in long distances.

one I don’t know what that sounds like.

The gift in the puppet’s hand was able to move freely by containing energy.

This means you have complete control no matter the distance.

I’ll tear you apart, you bastard.

Parala Rock!

As soon as he pulls it quickly, ten strands of silver thread quickly wrap around Jinmu’s body following the stirring puppet’s hand as if dancing.

Bang!

The gift that tightens Jinmu’s body tight this time at the moment he wants to lock it up, and pulls his body back quickly.

“die!”

Seeing that bastard say it’s bloody.

Who knows how to fall for such a crude trick? It was already expected.

phut!

At the moment, with the motion of pushing out the air with your hand stretched out, the jinmu suddenly falls to the floor as if it were completely extinguished.

“…what crazy!”

You said you pushed out the space with your hand?

Even though I had heard of the level of stepping on the air and jumping, it was the first time in my life to move by pushing the air with my hands.

“Yes, yes. Is this your first time?”

Jinmu’s dreary voice approached before the startled puppet had time to come to his senses.

However, the puppet was also a master of the Demonic Cult with more combat experience than anyone else.

As he moves his hands, the gift is pulled like a beam of light and passes through Jinmu’s body like a knife.

Shh shh!

With a sharp bang sound, Jinmu’s body, which had approached the side, was completely cut off. No, it looked like it had been cut off.

“…You do quite a bit of close combat, right?”

Jinmu, who had been withdrawn for a while, laughed as he threw off his bloody clothing that had become rags.

However, the puppet’s expression was not good.

He never thought that a guy whose head was not even bloody could easily evade his martial arts puppet dance to this extent.

And the fright I felt in my side a moment ago.

If he hadn’t reacted too late, he would have been beaten by his fist.

But why did you stop?

Was it more than half a beat faster than your gift?

“Why did you stop?”

“Oh that? I’m sorry if it ends too easily. We may be on the same side in the future, but we need to know each other’s skills.”

“….”

“Now, let’s continue playing. Shouldn’t a guy the size of Dongcheonju be easily defeated?”

Jinmu’s excited expression fuels the puppet’s anger even more.

Do you dare play with me?

coo woo

The puppet’s demonic energy, which has risen with a tingle, grows thicker.

And it has changed.

If it was heavy before, now it feels like something in between?

And those gray-white eyes.

In the meantime, the gifts containing the condensed demonic energy began to wriggle as if they were alive, revealing themselves clearly unlike before.

“Oh, you bastard… I will show you the power of true puppet martial arts.”

The gift that started to dance alive at the puppet’s fingertips along with the gloomy words.

Puppet’s puppet’s puppet?

Anyway, it’s a name, it’s martial arts, and it’s pathetic.

And the stronger the energy contained in the gift, the clearer it should be…

Are you stupid?

I felt it well even when it was transparent, but this is like begging me to look at it, so tsk tsk.

However, as if to prove that Jinmu was wrong, the puppet’s gifts became stronger and faster than the advantages he had by being transparent.

Shush!

As the gift that came in following the snap of his fingers wrapped around Jinmu’s body and turned around, the puppet quickly pulled his hand.

The more you look at it, the more rare it is.

He is doing all sorts of things with his gifts.

It spins like a top, gets caught up in an instant and shoots like a spear… It’s

sharp like a knife when it’s stiffly erect, and graceful like a whip when it bends softly.

In the meantime, it even contained strong energy, so it was like ten spears and ten blades.

However, even if he fought with ten swords, he only used one puppet.

Jinmu, who had fun fighting the puppets, only avoided them, but did not attack them directly.

The puppet became more and more angry with Jinmu, who was seldom caught.

Puppet Dance Puppet Dance.

The martial arts that even Northern Lidocheon acknowledged consisted of three dances.

The first is the split body, which is tied with a silver thread and torn off.

The movement of the gift wielded by the puppet doesn’t miss the moment when Jinmu hesitates for a moment, and flies all at once and wraps itself around the whole body.

However, Jinmu, who had already experienced it twice, was not defeated by the same number.

Fain!

The afterimage of Jinmu left on the ground was torn to shreds by the silver thread.

Jinmu, who had soared into the air and dodged himself, put terrifying momentum into his fist and stretched it out toward the puppet’s head with all his might.

Shuaak! Kwaaang!

The fist that fell with the blow struck the ground with a young ink-colored strong air and shook it.

A mound of dirt rose up and Jinmu’s head was raised in a hurry.

Up and down has changed.

The puppet’s hands rise up to avoid Jinmu’s attack and cross each other in a dizzying way, and then the silver thread containing demonic energy changes like a net and falls down.

The puppet’s attack continued as if it had predicted its own movement.

It’s over as long as you’re caught in the trap.

The puppet wore a cruel smile and waved his hand, overlapping and overlapping the silver threads to make the net more dense.

“Never escape.”

Cut off the second dance of puppet dance.

it’s quite

It was dense enough to cover the sky, but the power contained within it was unusual.

Indeed, he deserved to be called the owner of Dongcheon Han.

However, a smile grows thicker at the corners of Jinmu’s mouth as he gazes at the teacher’s net.

damage? Only this kind of thing?

I will tear the net so far.

Jimmu lowered his stance, made a sphere with energy in his hands, and pushed it up toward the net with all his might.

Cheon Gyo-yeol, a mad dragon that rips the sky apart.

Whoa!

The condensed sphere collides with the net of silver thread and creates a scream.

“bloke! Do you think you can hold on!”

As the puppet pressed down with more power, the net covered Jinmu’s body in an instant and swallowed him.

Rip him apart…!?

The pupils of the puppet, who thought he had been completely crushed, opened wide.

A hand that could no longer go down due to the force of hitting it from below.

The veins stood up on his forehead and he pressed down on it desperately to the point that his molar teeth gnawed on their own, but the sphere was immovable.

crunchy crunchy.

Aside from the trembling of his hands, the net of gifts could not hold.

In the end, with a terrifying sound, a dark aura bursts out over the gift net

…

Along with the air, the puppet’s demonic energy burst out like an explosion.

“Wow!”

The puppet, which was thrown back by the anti-elastic force, knelt down and vomited blood.

“The bastard…”

The puppet’s pupils headed.

Jinmu, who had burst the gift net with his ignorant air power, was standing cross-legged with an unconcerned look.

“It’s a pretty interesting technique. Most of them will be torn to pieces in an instant.”

“….”

“Is there anything else you want me to show you? Are you excited?”

Only the clothes he was wearing had become rags so that his skin was clearly exposed, but Jinmu looked fine as if he had not received any blows.

“What is this?”

At the disturbance that shook the whole six dongcheon, the law guards who came from outside vomited in astonishment.

All I heard was that the parasite had arrived. What is this situation?

There were a few people I didn’t see, but there were Goechung, Chief Elder, Il Hwan and Maryeongdae warriors.

But why is Dong Chun-ju kneeling down and coughing up blood as if he had suffered an internal injury, and moreover, this black porcelain that filled his insides?

Jinmu laughs at the sight of the law guards, who have not been able to figure out what has happened, watching Cui with wide eyes.

Is it a law school? Just add a few small pikes.

However, the puppet who showed an awkward appearance was different.

Crunchy!

The puppet, who has shown a shameful appearance to his subordinates, swallows the blood welling up from his throat and gathers all his energy at once into his arms.

Whiririk!

The pulled silver thread is wrapped around the puppet’s arms.

“Chungsa (充絲).”

As the puppet chanted lowly, energy permeated the gift wrapped in his hand, and at the same time, he rushed toward Jinmu and stretched out both hands.

The last dance of the puppet dance, the Ten Jisalmu (十指殺舞).

Sometimes fast, sometimes soft.

Following the finger that moves like tangeum in the air, the silver thread flutters like a veil, cuts and stabs like a flash.

Since each of them contained strong energy, it was obvious that a part of the body would be cut off the moment they touched it.

A cold smile forms on Jinmu’s lips as he backs down as he examines the gift’s trajectory with blackened eyes.

As Jinmu lightly stretched out his foot and stepped on the floor, the wild fighting spirit turned to ink and black energy that started from the tip of his toe swirled around Jinmu’s body.

At some point, Jinmu, who had been avoiding from a distance, steps forward.

Mukryonghonwongong projectile that relaxes the muscles of the whole body with energy and makes them extremely flexible.

With the transcendent movements specialized in melee, Jinmu blended into the puppet dance moves.

two people dancing.

However, as time passed, the puppets could not keep up with Jinmu’s speed and began to lag behind.

Shit, that’s it.

I’ve had enough of this, so I’ll finish it now.

Jinmu, who had been digging low, quickly twisted and stretched out his fist that had been pulled up to his waist.

Whoa!

The twisted black fist strikes the puppet’s side and sinks deeply into it.

Even though he was shocked, Jinmu smiled at the sight of the puppet who quickly bit his body and prepared for the next attack.

stupid fat bastard.

You know it’s over when it hits, right?

The whirlpool Yongyeon Vortex created by the twist of Mukryonghonwongong’s fist.

Kururu. Wow!

The hem of his clothes, entangled in the twist, was torn, and the thick flesh of the puppet’s flanks was revealed, swirling like a whirlpool.

Fuck!

The flesh that could not overcome the helix’s entanglement bursts out along with the blood, and the puppet staggers back and sits on the ground after moaning.

“Keuuugh!”

However, when it comes to combat, it is a Jinmu that destroys opponents more viciously than anyone else.

It wasn’t a step I took to bite off just once.

Jinmu, stepping deep, quickly approaches the puppet again.

Then, the fist moving at a tremendous speed beat the puppet like crazy.

Tung! Tutu Tung! Tung Tung!

It’s nice to hear that the plump flesh makes the sound of drums. I felt excited and wanted to do a shoulder dance.

“Aagh!”

The puppet, which had been beaten madly by Jinmu’s fists, let out an angry shout and spewed out demonic energy.

In that magical period, like a self-defense weapon, Jinmu quickly steps back and widens the distance.

“Great…”

Kung.

The puppet, helplessly on one knee, lays on the ground with a painfully distorted face and stares at Jinmu.

He was a puppet who had been reigning as one of the best in the Demonic Cult for a long time, but at this point he realized that he was no match for Jinmu.

“Hey, would you like to do more?”

“….”

“It seems like we’ve won a match, but after that, do we admit defeat? Still, I’ll think about the face of a guy who’s as big as Dongcheonju.”

“…shut up.”

Tsk I was trying to ejaculate, but I was stubborn.

What else would you like to fit?

I just need to hit it until I lose my mind. ‘Cause I can’t kill you

The puppet grinds its fangs and spews poisonous air toward Jinmu, who approaches Jinmu shaking his head.

“Hey, don’t people see it that way? be careful. Then, the guy whose eyes were plucked out is heavenly.”

“…”

I couldn’t stand Jinmu’s sarcasm and laugh.

Dare to put yourself…

in the middle of a crowd of warriors from the six dongcheons who heard the commotion.

Pudeudeuk.

The puppet slowly stands up with the sound of grinding to the point of worrying about breaking its teeth.

“You bastard… I will definitely make you regret it.”

“….”

He’s so confident that he’s just as tall as a thousand mountains… Huh?

Jinmu’s face hardened coldly as he stopped walking as he approached.

The puppet quickly stretched out both arms behind it, and at the same time, the transparent silver thread stretched out to the soldiers like a flash battle.

The only ones who endured even a little were Il-il and Hwang-sin, who had a keen ear.

However, it was close to impossible to avoid the attack by the master of the river located in close range.

At some point, they stopped with a stiff appearance.

It is clearly visible that the transparent silver thread touched their white blood.

Hwangsin of Maryeongdae and his children… and even Woo Yang-jin, whom he made his disciple.

An evil smile appeared on the puppet’s lips.

“Are you surprised?”

“…”

“For me, the distinction between friends and family has no meaning. Those connected to the gift are all my puppets.”

Puppet… Even if it is, even part of it?

Did he mean that he might attack Jinmu if he met a puppet?

“Quack. I didn’t know if I would even use this, but now that it’s like this, there’s no chance for you to win.”

When the puppet, smiling ominously, pulled his arm, those connected to the gift were forcibly pulled away.

His eyes are red and bloodshot from resisting the puppet’s control, and his tendons protrude from his body.

However, as soon as the puppet’s fingers snapped, everyone raised their weapons toward Jinmu.

The face of the puppet, which had been darkly defeated just a moment ago, is already elated.

“Get down on your knees right now and ask for forgiveness. If it’s your skills, I’ll give you at least one place below me.”

“…you don’t do that.”

“what?”

“said. Stop.”

“Shut up! You damn bastard!”

Shuaak!

With a high voice, the puppet’s right arm was pulled with all its might.

At the same time, part of the gift and the warriors of the Maryeongdae rushed toward Jinmu.

“….”

The puppeteer’s strategy as a way to convert.

A cruel magic trick that is used as a sword holder by using the side of others or enemies rather than one’s own strength.

The smile disappeared from Jinmu’s lips.

The black energy that enveloped his body subsided, and an infinitely cold light shone in his obsidian-like eyes.