Warrior Grandpa and Supreme Granddaughter - Chapter 441

Episode 441: Today I am the captain (3)

At the corner of the narrow canyon, Cheongpung stood alone with his sword down.

To the left and right were steep cliffs rising high.

Slurp-!

At one point, his sword let out a cry and was raised diagonally.

If we exclude Eum-gae, Cheongpung was a young warrior with the best qualifications in the current martial arts world.

There was a strong spirit in his eyes that showed he would not back down even if a million troops were to come.

And on the other side, hundreds of blood monks were coming at this very moment.

Ta-ta-tat-!

The blood monks seemed to be walking very hurriedly, as if they had urgent business to attend to.

Even though Cheongpung was blocking the road, it seemed like he had no intention of stopping.

As the distance got closer, the two men in the lead showed hostility and prepared to launch.

“What are you?”

“I don’t have time, so get out of my way!”

They each raised their weapons as if they were going to cut down the warrior blocking their path in one fell swoop.

And that was when the distance between them narrowed to less than one page.

The sword of the blue wind, raised diagonally, moved like a thunderbolt and cut through the wind.

Sigh-!!

With a dull sound, the bodies of the blood monks running at the front split into two.

Two people died in a single blow.

The blood monks who were running after them urgently stopped.

Now he has realized that he is not someone to ignore and pass by.

Among them, one who seemed to have a certain status stepped forward and asked.

“Who are you?”

The tip of Cheongpung’s sword slowly moved and aimed at his neck.

“Cheongpung. “It is the head of the glans.”

“Glans band? Was there such an organization in Cheonyuhoe?”

“You don’t know yet. But soon the whole world will know.”

The blood monk who stepped forward distorted his face and said.

At the same time, two gold rings appeared from his sleeves. It had a sharp golden ring and was a weapon mainly used by the Heavenly Empire.

“I just wasted my time on this crazy guy.”

I decided it wasn’t worth talking about.

The blood monk, clutching the ring, began to rush towards Cheongpung.

It was a completely different movement from the two people running ahead.

The skill of digging in to the nearest point in an instant and striking the gold ring precisely at a vital point was unusual.

However, Cheongpung put his left hand behind his back and effortlessly blocked the approaching attack.

Kang-! Kakang-!! Kakakang-!!

And when no more breath had passed, the offense and defense were reversed and a counterattack continued.

There are no unnecessary techniques in Gwidudae’s swordsmanship.

The killing sword used solely to kill the opponent was different from the swordsmanship of the Jungwon martial arts that Cheonchuk understood.

Is that why? A look of confusion appeared in the eyes of the blood monk who was continuing his defense. Only now did I feel the overwhelming difference in skill.

“…?”

And at the point where one more breath had passed, the outcome was completely tilted.

The sword of the blue wind succeeded in slitting the opponent’s wrist.

Sigh-!

“Ugh!”

The blood monk lost one gold ring, but that was not the end.

The tip of Cheongpung’s sword, which persistently dug in, soon dug into another hole in the gold ring.

Crackle-!

The blood monk, who was pushed back in his inner strength, had no choice but to let go of the one remaining gold ring.

Kaang-!!

At that time, the blood monk was confused as he had lost both weapons.

Cheongpung’s foot plunged into his abdomen.

Quang-!!

The method of retreat that went straight threw the opponent out of the field and made him roll around on the floor.

Is it because Cheongpung’s martial arts skills were stronger than expected?

The blood monks hesitated and looked around.

At that time, someone’s heavy voice was heard from behind them.

“Stand back.”

As the blood monks split to the left and right, people with the word ‘Cheon’ engraved on their blood-red lyrics walked out between them.

Their total number is four.

At a glance, you can see that they were all absolute masters who had achieved perfection.

Nevertheless, Cheongpung’s face was still full of composure.

“Yes, this is it. “Now some decent guys have come out.”

“You’re arrogant. From now on, I will judge you according to the laws of the blood enemy.”

I also remember briefly hearing about Cheongpung. Among the heavenly forces to watch out for, there was also a name called Blood Jeoksa.

The four masters approached Cheongpung one step at a time.

No matter how much Cheongpung’s martial arts skills reached the peak of Hwagyeong, he would not be able to win against four absolute experts.

“What kind of damned bastards are cowardly trying to gang attack our leader!?”

It was a shout that came from behind the group of blood monks.

It was the profit or loss of Gwidudae’s sub-owner.

He led four masters and blocked the enemy’s rear.

The old blood monk, who was presumed to be the head priest of the Blood Red Temple, frowned and said.

“Is that all? “I don’t know how they knew our movements and ambushed us, but if you thought they could deal with our blood enemy to that extent, you are mistaken.”

Cheongpung shrugged his shoulders and joked.

“Everything? Of course not. “Everyone, come out.”

The members of the Gwidudae began to appear at the top of the cliffs rising high on the left and right sides of the canyon.

chuck-! Cheocheocheok-!!

Their number, lined up like crows, reached as many as three hundred.

The old monk of the Blood Red Temple, who had finally realized the seriousness of the situation, narrowed his eyes and spat out an insult.

“Damn you Cheonyuhoe bastards. “You’re so cunning, like you’re a bastard’s underlings.”

The other side made a provocation, but it was not the time to argue.

Cheonyuhoe’s main base must be anxiously waiting for them.

“Hmm, our Lord is a little cunning. So, cowardice deserves to go to hell.”

After finishing speaking, Cheongpung gave a signal with his chin.

It was an attack signal to his subordinates.

fault-! Tat-!!

As about 300 members jumped from the cliff, a dark shadow was cast over the passage of the canyon.

Their appearance was as unrestrained as a flock of crows rushing toward their prey.

The attack had begun.

A person presumed to be the landlord of Blood Jeoksa Temple shouted in anger.

“I will kill you all, so come and see me!!”

However, the power of the gwidudae far exceeded his expectations.

The crew members falling from the sky filled the sky and fired their swords from the air to the ground.

bang-! Kwakwang-!! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-!!!

Blocking an attack coming from overhead is not an easy task.

In addition, the chaotic Blood Red Army was unable to move systematically and had no choice but to suffer many casualties.

“Tsk!”

“Kaaak!!”

With great momentum, the members of the garrison fell like hail on the heads of the monks.

They were overwhelming the blood monks from the beginning.

The grueling training that took place day after day as if it were a real battle soon turned these young warriors into killing machines.

Even though this is their first time competing, their bodies have already remembered everything about their training and are responding automatically.

Sigh-! Phew-!! Sigh-!!

“Ugh!”

“Oops!”

For Gwidudae, there is no such thing as pity or weakness.

There was no hesitation in their swords.

Compared to the hellish daily life I experienced at the Amisan training ground, killing the enemy was not even considered cruel.

“There’s no time, so let’s all finish quickly!”

The bodies of blood monks were lined up like fallen leaves in a cold wind at the place where Vice President Pron Ik passed by.

Although the overall numbers of both sides were similar, the quality and morale were not even comparable.

Moreover, the biggest problem was the numerical balance of the absolute masters.

There are as many as eight masters of Hwagyeong in Gwidudae.

They were like hunting dogs, biting everyone they came across.

Wow-!!

“Ugh!”

The head priest of the Blood Red Temple was holding the wound on his side with his left hand and making an expression of injustice.

This is because they were surrounded by two absolute masters from the start and were unable to properly fight back.

At that time, Cheongpung, who was aiming his sword in front of him, grinned and glanced to the side.

“Dumplings.”

Dumpling was the name given to him by Yu Seol in his childhood.

He had already become a full-fledged master and was giving off the aura of a master in terms of Cheongpung.

“Your captain.”

“Now I have to finish it quickly. When I give the signal, aim for this old man’s back. Understand?”

“Please just leave it to me.”

Cheongpung and Mandu slowly began to circle around the chief monk.

Then the blood in the abbot blood monk’s eyes began to bristle.

“You vile bastards! Don’t you have the courage to tackle it on your own?!”

“That’s not true, it’s because I don’t have time. Understand me.”

“I will not die alone.”

“hmm. “Is that really the case?”

There was no reason to waste time with useless conversation.

The two moved to their respective positions while practicing walking techniques.

Ssyuk-! Susssseu-!!

The owner of Hyeoljeoksa Temple, the landowner Hyeolseung, was on edge because of the dumplings targeting him.

He knew instinctively.

He knew that the two people who had surrounded him would soon end the situation with a deadly attack.

That was when he raised the sword he was holding in his right hand to eye level.

Mandu, who was performing a step technique, rushed straight towards him in front of him first.

It was a terrifying move, unlike anything before.

Taaa-!!

The blood monk, startled, urgently twisted his upper body to defend himself.

This is because the opponent, who was expected to attack from behind, made a move that was unexpected.

Quang-!!

That time when he barely managed to defend a bowl of dumplings.

A ray of comb brushed past Jijuhyeolseung’s back like a flash of lightning.

Sigh-!!

The blade of Cheongpung’s sword accurately cut the opponent’s spine, and the owner of Blood Red Death fell helplessly and lost his life.

Yet his eyes were bloodshot, as if he could not die like this.

“These bastards cheat until the end…”

“How was it? “It’s a tactic we also learned after being dealt with by the owner several times.”

Just as he was about to swear again. The sword of the blue wind cut off his uvula.

Suddenly!

After finishing the situation, he glanced around.

The other sides were almost finished as well.

The path of the canyon was filled with the corpses of blood monks, and the sounds of clashing weapons and screams quickly died out.

And it was when the situation was almost over.

“We missed every single one!”

As if he had been waiting, Cheongpung’s feet began to race like lightning.

Ta-ta-tat-!

“Move!”

Soon his right foot stepped on his subordinate’s shoulder and he took a short leap.

At the same time, the back of a blood monk was seen staggering and running down the passage of the canyon.

If he returns alive and informs the enemy of this, Gwidudae’s operation will fail.

The sword, freed from Cheongpung’s hand, cut through the wind and crashed into the guy’s back at a frightening speed.

Whirring!

The sword, filled with energy, pierced straight through the back of the fleeing blood monk.

Phew-!!

He was the last survivor of the Blood Red Death.

The crew members nearby applauded the leader.

“haha! “It was absolutely perfect!”

“It was neat, boss.”

Nodding his head once, Cheongpung looked around and made a signal.

“Thank you all for your hard work. “It’s late, so let’s hurry.”

“Shall we start by making smoke and sending a signal?”

“okay. “The real fight is about to begin now, so prepare yourself, everyone.”

* * *

The scenery in the Dharma Cave of Shaolin Temple was no different today.

Inside, Zen monks with high dharma power recited Buddhist sutras, and outside, numerous monks continued to bow.

It is a prayer that the light of Buddha will fall on Cheonyuhoeju, who is training in the highest martial art of Buddhism, Bulmunsashingong.

Ambassador Hyegwang, who was supervising all of this, was also banging on a wooden table from afar.

The monks all maintained solemnity and were quiet.

Everything was perfect. Except for the huge tiger lying down and snoring on the cave in Dharma-dong.

Grumble-! Grumble-!

Darong, whose arms and legs were limp, was sleeping all day today.

Because it was a routine that was repeated every day, no one paid attention. Until now… At

some point, Darong, who had been snoring frantically, was startled by something and jumped up.

Heung-!!

For some reason, I could no longer hear the Buddhist prayers that were said every day at twelve o’clock in the cave.

Afterwards, the sound of Master Hyegwang’s moktak stopped.

‘What on earth is this energy?’

Suddenly, his hand holding the wooden table began to tremble slightly.

This is because a magnificent Buddhist energy that had never been felt before was felt inside the Dharma Cave.

It felt as if there was a being so huge and great that I could not even dare to face it.

Immediately afterwards, Ambassador Hyegwang shouted in an excited voice.

“stop!”

The monks who were praying stopped in confusion.

And everyone followed Hye-gwang’s gaze and watched the entrance to Dharma-dong.

“…?”

After a while there was a quiet silence.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden energy began pouring out like a tidal wave from inside Dharma-dong.

Shoot ahhh-!!

The light was as intense as the sun exploded and spread endlessly.

The monks who were immersed in the light from the front felt dazzling, but did not feel any discomfort.

No, on the contrary, a comfort they had never experienced before comforted their minds and bodies.

The monks who had gathered here were so moved that they did not know what to do, and Master Hyegwang was also lost in his emotions and gazed at the entrance to Dharma-dong.

“This can’t be right….”