Chapter 150
Chapter 150
Episode 150 Abandoning the name of King Salsuji (4)
“Sir. “The head of the criminal court requests an audience.”
“Come on in.”
Kugoogung!
The gates of Daejeon opened and Gogu entered.
Lee Cheon-sang was sitting at a small table next to the window, not at the Taesa where he usually sat.
It’s a datatak, but the glass is a drinking glass. Steam was rising, as if it had been heated up.
Gogu bowed.
“The head of the criminal court has an audience with the religious leader.”
“from now on.”
Gogu got up from his seat and came to Lee Cheon-sang’s side.
Lee Cheon-sang took out another glass and placed it across from him.
“Let’s have a drink.”
“…yes.”
Gogu sat down carefully.
Lee Cheon-sang said as he filled his glass.
“Is there anything else to report?”
“I have requested an audience to give you a more detailed report.”
“I know.”
Gogu described in detail what he saw and the flow of events.
Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.
“and?”
“….”
“I don’t think that’s all.”
Gogu, who was silent for a moment, finally opened his mouth.
“And the Three Confucius, Xu Liang, has reached the extreme limit.”
“As expected.”
Gogu’s eyes wavered.
‘That’s true too?’
Did the teacher already guess it?
Lee Cheon-sang said calmly.
“Ten days ago, Pan Majeong called me.”
“…!”
Gogu’s fists clenched. Cold sweat formed on my fists that had turned white.
“Thanks to that, I was able to find out. “This guy is ready to go to the extreme.”
“…Is that so?”
Lee Cheon-sang pounded his heart.
“Hyung Eugene Do told me.”
Excited.
“It performed well.”
My heart is pounding.
“Is that dexterity still the same?”
Gogu could not answer. Even though he had to answer the cult leader’s questions, he couldn’t.
Lee Cheon-sang, who emptied his glass, continued.
“I once visited the prison cell of the Penal Court. “The basement of the penal court was fortified.”
“It’s just a humble talent.”
Lee Cheon-sang shook his head.
“You are using your talents well. “That’s why I care about you.”
Thick tendons were revealed on the gogu’s chin.
But even for a moment.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Drink.”
Gogu emptied his glass.
Lee Cheon-sang buried his back in the chair.
“Let’s just go.”
Gogu got up, bowed his head, and left Daejeon.
Lee Cheon-sang turned his head to the window. The sky outside was very dark. Dark clouds rolling in from the north were approaching Hundred Thousand Mountains.
“Don’t be sad when you look at places where your talent can’t reach.”
The corner of Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth slightly rose.
“Disciple.”
* * *
There was a small bamboo forest in the back of the Yeonju branch.
It’s not really suitable for use as a training ground, but there’s no better place to cool off. Although it does not have the purity of the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest here also has its own charm.
In the middle of the bamboo forest.
Seo-ryang stood with his eyes closed and stretched out his hands.
Kuuk.
Xiliang opened his eyes. Before he knew it, he had a dragon sword in his hand.
“hmm.”
He slowly let go. Still, Yongrin Island was still floating in the air.
Xu Liang nodded.
“that’s enough.”
Slurp.
As if held by an invisible person, Yongrindo slowly spun around and then crashed into the ground.
‘The magic inspection is over.’
After reaching the extreme level, Gu Yuma Gong was completely transformed.
The five gates of hell that originally existed have now been reduced to three.
The previous door-to-door ceremony and fingerprint ceremony are nothing more than a path to the ultimate demon. Since you have reached your destination, you will never open the door again.
‘Until then.’
The beginning of a new hell gate. The third gate among the old gates of hell.
Only when the door is completely opened can one reach the state of life.
Just because one has reached the level of extreme magic or harmony, that does not mean that all the masters within it have similar skills.
Just as there are differences in level among peak masters, there are also differences in levels among transcendental masters. The difference is that the deeper the level, the wider the distance.
It was clear that Seo-ryang, or Cheon Ha-jin, in his previous life was the best assassin in the world, but in terms of simple martial arts, he was at the bottom of the top ten masters, and in a good sense, he was in the middle to bottom.
However, because the martial arts used were so great, it was only possible to reduce the difference a little.
In other words, even if the current Seo-ryang has reached the extreme level, it is difficult to compete with a teenage expert. Likewise, there is a difference with the old Amazon.
‘It won’t be late. If you keep working hard like you do now.’
Kuuk.
Seolyang’s eyes deepened as he clenched his fist.
‘the problem is.’
Paaaaang!
A fist fired into the air.
Even though I wasn’t putting any effort into it, I felt an incredible amount of wind pressure. Bamboo leaves on the ground rose high in the air and hovered beyond his raised fist.
Twisting muscles. A powerful force pulsating within it.
Seoliang grunted as if he was losing his temper.
“Where has all the delicacy gone?”
The current Guyumagong was completed with the help of Lee Cheon-sang after converting the dark energy into magic art.
The pursuit of magic and magic is different. Naturally, the nature of maternal martial arts performed with strength is also different.
However, the flow of external martial arts varies depending on the internal martial arts method and the personality, habits, and experience of the person practicing it.
Jecheongi, who was delicate and secretive, became destructive and ferocious after learning magic.
However, due to accumulated experience, even in the midst of destructive changes, there was a smooth flow.
But it’s different now.
“It’s too strong.”
I could tell just by extending my fist. Although each person has a different martial arts skill, it was clear that the Jecheongi, which could be used as a repeater if desired, would be cut off.
‘Is this okay?’
Magong urges. A new change.
It was different from when I lived as King Sal before. It is not my mind that has been strengthened by experience, but the magic itself that tells me to change the martial law.
Sigh.
A foot taken one step forward.
Seo-ryang’s body moved.
Wow!
Seoryang returned after taking dozens of bamboo trees in the blink of an eye.
It was truly mind-boggling speed. The power of the Nine Heavenly Earth God Treasures was still the same.
“It’s still the same, but this too…”
Seo-ryang’s face turned like a crumpled piece of paper.
“What the hell is going on?”
If you use the step method according to its structure, you will achieve a speed that is no different from before. No, if the Magi reaches the Innate Heaven and makes up its mind, it can run faster.
However, Magi and Gugyeol are in conflict.
Even the muscles of his entire body were rejecting this movement. To erase that feeling of rejection, you have to spend an extra moment, and as a result, the unfolding time slows down by half a beat.
You can expand it enough, but it doesn’t fit your body. The rejection reaction was much more severe than that of Jecheongi.
‘It has to be that way.’
Whether covert or destructive, Jecheongi is a killing method created to kill the opponent. Therefore, even if you use magic techniques, there is no conflict between energy and energy.
But Gucheonchukjisinbo is different.
Chukji Shinbo’s military intention was to quickly infiltrate and escape. Seoliang’s creativity in using it for combat was great, but it was not a suitable method for head-to-head combat in the first place.
A combination of Jecheongi and Chukjisinbo.
It is the best martial arts attack for Salsu, but it is not a martial arts attack suitable for Majin. To be exact, it was not a martial art suitable for ‘Seoryang who became a demon’.
“Damn it. Do we have to dig up a whole new one?”
If the lower body is the center of the body, the steps performed with the lower body can be said to be the center of martial arts.
The reason why Seo-ryang’s stamina did not decrease even though he ran wild so far was because his lower body was strong.
The reason he was good at soft ventilation was because he had good endurance, and that good endurance was also the foundation of his strong lower body.
Ssyuk.
Seo-ryang touched his thigh.
Muscles redefined after climbing a pole horse. His thick and long thighs were honed to use both explosive power and strong endurance.
‘It’s different from my previous body.’
Xu Liang’s complexion hardened.
‘Are you really okay? Even if I throw away these martial artists?’
They were martial artists who had been together for decades. I was worried that I would have to throw away those martial arts skills and get new ones.
And as much as I am worried, there is one fact that I have no choice but to admit.
‘I’m so anxious, but why does my body want a new martial arts technique?…’
At that moment, Seoryang let out an exclamation.
“I was looking at it all wrong.”
Experience as a martial arts sprayer specialized in spraying. A body trained through spraying.
The reason why he was able to naturally use the Amyeonggi, Jecheongi, and Chukjisinbo even after piercing the Harmony Sutra was because his life itself was centered on assassination and survival.
It’s different now.
The martial arts he learned during his time as a warrior was added to the magical arts that would be worthy of being called the best in martial arts. Although he has a lot of experience as a shooter, the experience of a head-to-head match is just as good.
Moreover, the current body was not that of a killer, but that of a demon skilled in strong attacks.
‘There is only one spirit spirit. ‘Mind and body energy is one thing.’
Xiliang’s eyes deepened.
“If your body wants it, it means that your mind wants it too.”
Body and mind are one.
Furthermore, martial arts became one with his body. And the reason why the demonic body transformed like this was because the instinct for destruction was growing deep in his heart.
‘Destructive instinct… The moment I realized what I truly wanted, my mind and body became aligned.’
Rotating growth. They grew together and suddenly became one, and the individual who put it all together is the person named Seoryang.
Wooooow.
Dark demonic energy spread out from his body.
In a moment of gently permeating enlightenment, he erased all of Chukji Shinbo’s phrases from his mind.
Furthermore, even the composition of the Jecheongi, excluding the three or four necessary herbivores such as Poksangyeong (???).
‘Let’s forget it.’
Slurp.
White smoke rose from his head.
As the will rises, the energy rises, and as the energy rises, the mind expands. The moment he thought about forgetting it, he completely forgot the structure of Chukji Shinbo.
As if he had never encountered it before.
‘There’s nothing I can do.’
It was clear that the two martial arts skills would one day be detrimental to him. If so, these martial arts skills will produce results that are worse than nothing.
Still, Seoliang felt regretful.
“I am saying goodbye to my past.”
Jecheongi Gucheonchukji Shinbo.
Powerful weapons that have ensured his survival and taken the lives of his enemies.
The dark spirit also turned into Gu Yu Demon. The only thing left was the Guinhwadobeop, which was a martial art that I had never used while training in the first place.
The only time I’ve used it a couple of times was when the heavenly net was revealed and to buy time to escape.
Moreover, the old Yuinhwa method is a martial art whose purpose is destruction in the first place. It is different from the other three martial arts from its inception.
In other words, all the martial arts that made him King of Salsuji have left his hands.
“It’s unfortunate, but…”
At the same time, I’m also looking forward to it.
Salbeop and footbeop have disappeared. Those two things will have to be filled with something new.
More powerful and more ferocious.
It must be filled with new, high-level martial arts skills suitable for the person he is now.
Xi Liang looked south.
Towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains, a faraway place invisible to the eye, where the devil dragon called Heavenly Demon God is coiled.
“I guess I should just take care of one thing and then go back.”
Only now that he has ascended to the top is he finally able to completely break away from his past as King Salsuji.
* * *
“Confucius.”
“know.”
A familiar energy coming from a long way away.
Xu Liang stood up.
“I thought only the robber would come, but an unexpected person also came.”