Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return

Chapter 83

Episode 83

Looking at the people in front of him, Nan Gong Tian closed his eyes tightly.

That can never be possible. There is no way for people with the name of Jeongdo Murim Maeng to do something they should never do.

Namgung-cheon suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Dan Woo-hyeon.

‘What if they come with a knife?’

‘Hehe, that can’t be possible. No matter how ugly they are, they are also part of the Murim Alliance. There is no way you would do such a shameless thing.’

Dan Woohyun laughed.

Kwon Moo-jin, who was next to him, also smiled strangely.

Namgungcheon didn’t like that very much.

Punggeommun.

In the mind of Namgung-cheon, who was the Murim lord, they were nothing more than a small sect whose name he could not even remember, but since he thought they were members of the Murim alliance and were following the right path, he thought deep down that they would not cross the line.

‘If they come, this old lady will come forward.’

‘Without one arm and no strength?’

‘Hehe, what do you think of Namgungcheon?’ Namgungcheon was confident.

I wasn’t confident that I could beat them with one of my arms gone and my body had no strength, but I was confident in the belief that they wouldn’t do anything foolish.

He was the leader of the Murim Alliance just a few months ago. Who believes in the Murim Alliance if they do not believe in those who belong to their own alliance?

However, seeing the people in front of me like this made me feel indescribable.

The sword they were holding, the murderous eyes they were showing…

Looking at it, I felt like this was by no means the first time something like this had happened.

That alone was enough to incur Namgungcheon’s wrath.

‘It’s all my fault.’

Murim lord Geomhwang.

Nam Gung-cheon, who was in a higher position than anyone else, had no idea what was going on down there. I just nodded at what was reported. Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the members of the political sect have lived until now with the belief that they are different from the Sa sect and do not act like demonic cults.

But no.

Dan Woo-hyeon’s words burrowed into my mind.

“Human nature is such that there is no right or wrong. Depending on how you make up your mind, you can walk the right path of the four waves and the four paths of the right path.” That was true. Dan Woo-hyeon and Kwon Moo-jin understood the essence of people better than anyone else.

‘It’s only when I’m old enough to die that I realize that.’

And Namgung-cheon noticed.

This means that, excluding those in front of us now, there will still be people in many places who use the guise of the Murim League and tarnish our name.

‘If that’s the case…

Namgungcheon held the sword and sighed softly.

“I will teach you the way of a gentleman.”

“Fuhahaha! gaffer! “You’re talking nonsense as if you’ve just seen a puppet show and are the main character!”

One of the disciples of the Wind Sword Gate burst out laughing.

Namgung-cheon’s words were quite famous among children as they were the lines spoken by Gunjageom, the master of the puppet show, to those who commit evil deeds.

One of the disciples rushed at him, holding a sword.

Everyone has to be killed anyway. Although Hu Hu-ryeong’s order has not yet been issued, what they have to do will not change much.

That’s why he rushed forward without hesitation and swung his sword.

At best, he’s just an old, one-armed old man. I thought it would be easier to kill an old man like that than to lie down and eat rice cake.

Kang-!

“

But something strange happened.

The disciple’s sword, which attempted to cut off the old man’s remaining right arm with a single blow, bounced away so lightly.

Then, before the man had time to react, the old man’s sword penetrated the man’s abdomen.

Sigh!

“Wow!”

“Don’t worry. Because I didn’t pierce the bloodletting. But it will be difficult to move for a while.”

Namgung-cheon, who drew his sword, looked at the fallen man and muttered.

Namgungcheon has no inner strength. In addition, his left arm, which he mainly used, was cut off.

But what does that mean?

I have worked hard over the past few months to use my right arm to hold and swing a sword. Once I got used to it, no matter what swordsmanship I used, it flowed naturally.

There is no inner strength, but the sword is the sword.

One of the strongest beings whose experience alone is unmatched by anyone.

No matter how much weaker I am compared to the past, I still have enough strength to easily finish the Punggeommun Gate in front of me.

“That’s ridiculous!”

“What a crazy old man!”

Rumble –

the disciples began to rush towards Namgungcheon. Since one person was harmed, it is for revenge.

They were overflowing with life as they attacked with lights in their eyes. It was as if he was determined to tear Namgungcheon to pieces.

Nevertheless, Namgungcheon’s movements were unusual.

He quickly dodged and swatted away the flying swords, taking advantage of their gap, making you wonder if he was actually someone who had lost his strength and even had one of his arms cut off.

The skillful swordsmanship that did not aim for bloodletting was also remarkable.

Creep- Creep-

“Kkoaaak!”

“Aaaah!”

Intense moans were heard one after another.

As if there was no one who could block the angry sword of the gentleman, the disciples of the Punggeommun Gate lay helplessly on the ground, revealing their miserable appearance.

“Ugh… That’s ridiculous… Hu Hu-ryeong couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

I couldn’t hide my anger when I saw all the disciples fall.

When I first saw Hansoo, I thought he was a pretty simple person, but now I see that wasn’t the case.

It is considerable.

But I wasn’t scared.

Rather than fear, anger towards the old man named Gunjageom soared, and his murderous nature rose like a haze.

Hu Hu-ryeong breathed energy into his sword and ran forward. Then, he suddenly flew towards the gentleman’s sword that was piercing the remaining disciple’s body and swung the sword.

As soon as he felt Hu Hu-ryeong’s force, Nam Gung-cheon swung his sword.

Kang-!

But it was one step too late.

Also, the moment the swords made contact, the intense energy transmitted from the tip of the sword shook his entire body. It was a power that was on a different level from the disciples who were currently lying here.

“Hehe, this is so….”

“Are you deluding yourself into thinking that you’re strong because you’ve only cut down a few monks at most?”

Hu Hu-ryeong raised his sword with a confident expression.

He realized that his blow had hurt his opponent. Hu Hu-ryeong was convinced that the old man had no inner strength.

The thought that he was in control of the victory made Hu Hu-ryeong laugh even more.

“The old man seems to have some skills, but this is the end!”

Hu Hu-ryeong laughed and rushed over.

Namgungcheon’s swordsmanship is quite sophisticated and fast. However, there is no strength and movement is slow.

It may have worked for the disciples, but it is useless for Hu Hu-ryeong, who has already reached the peak of mastery.

‘This is the difference in class, hehe.’

Hu Hu-ryeong grinned and swung his sword. The penetrating blade extended like a flash of light.

Chop clap clap!

It was a sword that Namgungcheon could not block. No matter how much the basic skills were not lost, there was a huge difference in the abilities that could be shown when internal strength was present and when it was not.

Blood spurted out from all over my body. However, even though he suffered quite a few injuries, Nam Gung-cheon did not groan even a single bit. This is because Namgungcheon, who was in the position of Emperor of Swords, had suffered countless wounds worse than this.

But the body wasn’t like that.

The moment I hesitated to take a step back, my legs lost strength without me realizing it.

“Huh… heh, this old lady is also old.”

“Why are you coming out like that?” At Jang Sam-tae’s words, Nam Gung-cheon just laughed.

Jang Sam-tae seemed to be displeased with the sight of him with blood all over his body, clenching his fists and trying to take a step forward.

“No, no. “This is what Nobu would do.”

“You are such a stubborn old man. “Can you really say it?”

“Inspiration? “You could get hit again.” Namgungcheon suddenly relaxed. Then, unlike before, he looked at Hu Hu-ryeong with a very serious expression. He let out a short sigh, saying, ‘Whoa,’ and became quiet as if he was consolidating his tired mind.

Now that I think about it, I feel a little excited. It was a feeling of excitement that I had not felt at all since I reached the position of Emperor of Swords.

“Still… unmanned.”

Nam Gung-cheon muttered and laughed again.

All this time, I thought I was detached. No matter what opponent I met, I never felt the same desire for martial arts that I felt as a child or the desire to beat the opponent.

This was because he was aware that he had already reached the top position.

But now the forgotten feelings have finally come back to life, and I am filled with excitement.

He looked very happy through the mask.

“Now come back again.”

“haha! “This old man is really urging Ming!”

Kang-kangkakang-!

Inside the manor.

Inside, Dan Woo-hyeon was leisurely drinking and looking up at the moonlight. In his arms, the tiny Danso Mi was sleeping soundly.

I thought that the fact that he didn’t pay any attention to the sound of a knife being slashed meant that he was possessed by a blood sword.

He looked quite peaceful.

“Are you okay? “Taking your life against a top expert without any skills is risking your life.”

Kwon Moo-jin could not understand Dan Woo-hyeon.

Leaving Namgungcheon alone would lead to death. In a situation where everyone has no strength, Namgungcheon would win. If we look at herbivory alone, even Kwon Moo-jin still can’t beat Namgung-cheon.

However, the difference in durability is very clear. Even if the opponent is a peak expert, the result is even more obvious.

This time, no matter how strong he was, he wouldn’t be able to win.

That’s why Kwon Moo-jin found it strange that Dan Woo-hyeon hadn’t come forward yet.

“Do you know the difference between those who reach the highest heights and those who do not?”

“Isn’t it effort?”

Kwon Moo-jin has reached this position through hard work and hard work. Therefore, it was a firm voice, as if it could not acknowledge anything other than effort.

But Dan Woo-hyeon chuckled and shook his head.

That was quite shocking to Kwon Moo-jin.

“It’s instinct.”

“Bo…no…9” “Yes, I instinctively find my way in any situation. The way to win or the right way to go. “That is the instinct that only natural warriors have.”

“…Is there such a thing?”

“Yeah, you might hate to admit it, but that’s true.”

Kwon Moo-jin clenched his fists. I didn’t want to admit it.

Moreover, it is an instinct that only natural warriors have.

Since he had never felt it before, he didn’t want to admit it even more.

The moment when you bite your teeth.

“Kwaaaak!”

Kwon Moo-jin came to his senses at Hu Hu-ryeong’s cries. Then he looked towards the wall with wide-open eyes.

He naturally thought that Hu Hu-ryeong would win.

“This is… that instinct.”

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Kwon Moo-jin could not say anything.

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