Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 23

Episode 23.

Gust (3)

Myeong Ho-rim clenched his fist.

Push!

The broken cup turned into powder.

It was not an act that could have been accomplished by cultivating one’s hands through external techniques. It was truly an amazing feat to release internal energy and turn glass shards into powder.

“A mistake?”

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

Interest arose on Myung Ho-rim’s face.

“What about you?”

“Focus on the person you’re dealing with.”

“what?”

Myung Ho-rim burst into laughter.

“What an interesting young man. “Aren’t you from Byeoksan, Jiangsu?”

Yeon Ho-jeong brought a new glass and poured alcohol without answering. Then I drank slowly. He even had one of his legs upright, and it looked like he was going in and out of the room on his own.

Myeong Ho-rim’s eyes lit up.

At that time, Dangyangseon spoke without looking back.

“trash. “If you do one more useless thing, I will kill you first.”

This time, Yeon Ho-jeong did not respond.

Dangyangseon also did not expect an answer. Because what was important to him was Myeong Ho-rim.

He took a step.

Pusssss.

A faint haze rose from beneath his feet.

It was Samyang Gong (???) of Tangmun. It was also a highly difficult martial art that, if you attained great success, you would automatically learn the secret technique of Tangmun, Dobansamyangguiwongong (???????).

No matter how much Myeong Ho-rim was, he couldn’t relax forever. Dangyangseon could not be ignored, even if it was because of his poisonous nature rather than his ability.

Dangyangseon gritted his teeth.

“With a handful of blood…”

At that time, there was an explosion once again.

Piyung! pop!

The powdered glass was scattered everywhere.

Unlike before, Myeong Ho-rim was stretching out his fist. The glass that hit his fist turned into powder.

Myeong Ho-rim’s eyes deepened.

‘It’s significant.’

The fist that broke the glass was trembling softly. This meant that there was no pain, but it had enough power to shake the inner strength of the famous family.

Myeong Ho-rim, who opened his fist, smiled and asked.

“Is this a mistake again, friend?”

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his empty hands.

“It’s a mistake.”

“haha! You’re a friend who makes a lot of mistakes. “Anyway.”

“….”

“I don’t know if I stepped forward for no reason and only made Seungnyang angry.”

Woooo!!

As Dangyangseon lowered his head, life flowed from his body.

It’s not poison, it’s survival. And that killing was not directed at Myeonghorim but toward Yeonhojeong.

“Yeonga’s trash.”

“….”

“Am I funny?”

“….”

“Do I look like someone who would be happy to be ridiculed by trash like you?”

This time, Yeon Ho-jeong did not respond. I looked around, but there was no empty glass, so I was filling up my own glass.

Namgoonghyeon, who calmed down the guards from afar, distorted his face when he saw this.

Ho-myeong Han shouted.

“Confucius! Let go of your anger!”

Dangyangseon turned around.

Zhuge Zhen was startled. Dangyangseon’s eyes, glaring at Yeonhojeong, were stained with madness.

“I’ll make you pay for ignoring me.”

Zhuge Yan moved.

“not…!”

Whoa whoa!

Everyone’s eyes widened at the bloody sound.

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his hands. Wherever the glass had gone, only a few drops of alcohol remained on my hand.

Dangyangseon’s expression became blank.

Grumbling.

Blood flowed from my torn forehead.

thud!

Soon, the Danyang Line went backwards. He lost consciousness after being hit by a drinking glass thrown by Yeon Ho-jeong.

Myeong Ho-rim’s face hardened.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who shook his hand, slowly stood up.

“It’s not polite to drink poison while drinking.”

There was silence for a moment.

Everyone who saw this place was shocked by the unexpected situation. Han Ho-myeong, the bodyguard of Danyang Ship, was even more surprised.

Dangyangseon fainted. And that too with a glass of alcohol.

Dangga’s main skills were poison and memorization. It was a great shock to everyone that Dangyangseon, the eldest son of the Tang family, could not even hold a glass of wine.

Zhuge Zhen’s eyes wavered.

“Are you okay?”

This time, Yeon Ho-jeong did not answer. No, it wasn’t a situation to answer someone’s words in the first place.

‘Is it similar? is not it? I don’t know yet. But…’

The unpleasant spirit of war emanating from Myeong Ho-rim’s refined prayers.

It’s a feeling of discomfort that I can’t pinpoint.

A unique temperament lurking behind Baekdo Moorim’s unique and stable history. And then, the onset of menstruation (??).

Balgyeong, who broke the glass, was following a method of operation that I had never seen before.

It is not a matter of skill or prowess of those who attacked the family. It was a color Yeon Ho-jeong had never seen before.

But one thing was certain.

Although the colors of Myeong Ho-rim and the attackers’ internal and external forces were different, they had something in common: ‘darkness.’ There is a point of contact that was not found in the Zhuge family and the Pan family.

Flash! Flash!

As Byeokna Jingyeol was used, Yeonhojeong’s pupils turned pale blue.

Jiiiing! Jeeeeee!

It felt like gears were turning in a corner of my head.

My concentration improved at an alarming rate. His energy flowed through Myeong Ho-rim’s prayer and immediately struck the opponent’s dantian.

‘…?!’

Myeong Ho-rim’s neck tightened.

‘Reading?’

The other person’s sharp eyes seemed to release hundreds of venomous snakes and wrap themselves around his body.

‘Sigh!’

Myeong Ho-rim stopped breathing without realizing it. When I stopped breathing, my energy was fixed and my inner energy was firmly connected.

Sigh!

The poisonous snakes that had been groping their entire bodies raised their heads, waving their forked tongues.

The reaction was immediate. As I forcibly stopped the flow of my energy, the prayers of the other person exploring me also slowed down.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s face distorted.

Tsutsutsutsu.

The overflowing wall of the wall shook. You don’t like the other person’s response.

‘omg!’

Zhuge Zhenyan stopped breathing without realizing it. Yeon Ho-jeong’s change was clearly communicated to those closest to her.

“older brother!”

Yeon Ji-pyeong came running from afar.

Zhuge Yan hurriedly blocked Yeon Ji-pyeong.

“sister?”

“wait.”

Zhuge Yan looked at Yan Hao-jeong’s back with trembling eyes.

“Don’t come any closer.”

“But, brother!”

Zhuge Zinc realized this intuitively. We can’t stop Yeonhojeong now.

Yeon Ji-pyeong also knew. There is something different about my brother now.

‘I and Jipyeong’s skills cannot stop Hojeong right now. If that’s the case….’

You just leave it alone because you can’t stop it?

That can’t be possible. If we made a mistake, it could have left a stain on the history of the Seven Great Generations meeting. Beyond simply who is in danger, the issue of Baekdo Murim’s reputation is also at stake.

Of course, what I was most worried about was Yeonhojeong. It may be an appropriate fight, but it was never a wise move to quarrel with the Sacheondang family.

Zhuge Yan said to Zhuge Jun.

“Tell Brother Namgung to stop the banquet! “Tell each guard to take their family’s children and return to their quarters!”

“Yes sister!”

At that time, a loud groan was heard.

Surprisingly, he was Dangyangseon. I lost consciousness from the blow, but I woke up quickly. It meant that he was excellent in terms of resilience.

Wow!

Han Ho-myeong quickly came to the side of the Dangyang Line.

“Confucius! Are you okay?”

A look of confusion appeared on Dangyangseon’s face. He didn’t even know what had happened to him.

“what? “Where did that son of a bitch go?”

“Confucius, now is the time to do this…!”

“Let go of this!”

As Dangyangseon looked around, he saw the back of Yeonhojeong.

His eyes sparkled with fire.

“You trash! “I’ll kill you!”

Faaagh!

Dan Yang-seon, who pushed away Han Ho-myeong and rushed out, threw his fist towards Yeon Ho-jeong’s mound.

No matter how much his eyes were turned, it was not the duty of a warrior to attack someone whose back was turned. The people who came to stop him were once again surprised by Dangyangseon’s recklessness.

The fist filled with Samyang energy reached right in front of Yeonhojeong’s Myeongmunhyeol.

A cruel smile appeared on Dangyangseon’s face.

‘I’ll kill you painfully!’

At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong’s body moved.

Percussion!

“uh?”

Dangyangseon’s eyes widened.

His body stopped in the pose with his fist outstretched. And Yeon Ho-jeong was holding his forearm.

But Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes were still focused on Myeong Ho-rim. He only reacted because he wanted to live, but he was not interested in Dangyangseon in the first place.

But his instincts were different.

The minimal formality that he endured as the eldest son of the Byeoksan Yeonga collapsed in front of the instincts of the Emperor of Heukam, who was called the worst master in the history of the Black Island.

Quad Deuk!!

“Ahh!”

The Dangyang Line was torn down on the spot. My arm bone was broken due to the tremendous pressure.

He broke a person’s arm bone with just his grip strength. It was an incredible power.

But I couldn’t pass out as comfortably as before. This is because Yeon Ho-jeong continued to hold on to his broken arm.

“Ugh! “Why don’t you let go of this?!”

Quad deuk!

“Aaaah!”

Dangyangseon writhed in terrible pain.

I didn’t even think about raising the poisonous ball. The fracture he had experienced for the first time in his life was breaking his spirit.

However, he was the eldest son of the Tang family. It was my first time experiencing pain like this, but the martial arts skills I had practiced for ten years did not go anywhere.

Cheeeeeeeek!

Purple smoke rose from Dangyangseon’s body. The body first realized that the only way to escape this pain was to shake off the other person.

“profit!”

Dan Yang-seon hit Yeon Ho-jeong on the shoulder with his good left hand.

puck! Quack!

“Kaaaaaa!!”

Surprisingly, Yeonhojeong, who was attacked, was unharmed and unharmed.

Instead, Dangyangseon’s left hand, which had attacked, was fractured. Due to the strong rebound force, my right shoulder blade was even dislodged. This is because Yeon Ho-jeong was holding his arm all the way.

Wooooow.

Everyone held their breath.

A translucent hexagonal tortoiseshell appeared around Yeonhojeong’s body.

The martial arts of the Four Gods manifested unconsciously. It was the Northern Twelve Walls of Xuanwu Gong, famous for its absolute defense.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

Secretions were flowing from Dangyangseon’s eyes and nose.

Flash!

Yeonhojeong’s eyes lit up once again. As the enemy, who had been exuding lethal force, showed weakness, his hidden ferocity was stimulated.

He looked down at the Danyang Line.

“Huh!”

Dangyangseon’s body, which had been shaking, became stiff as if it had been struck by lightning.

When I met Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes, which were as clear as glass, my heart rate instantly doubled. My hands and feet became cold and both sides of my uvula became hot.

I felt like my entire nervous system was in disarray. Some parts of the body were hot and some were cold. The pores repeatedly opened and closed at will.

Rumbling.

Dangyangseon’s bottoms were damp. The bladder has been released.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s smile contained a vicious and murderous spirit.

This is the real life of the Emperor of Darkness, shown for the first time since he was reincarnated in the past. With a martial arts skill of Dan Yang-seon’s level, there was absolutely no way to counter that deadly force.

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

In the end, Dangyangseon foamed at the mouth and fainted. This time I won’t be awake for long.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes grew darker. I was planning to break the opponent’s spirit with this momentum.

It was then.

‘no.’

Beyond the beast’s instinct, cold reason came.

‘Isn’t this the time to worry about that brat?’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

Flash!

The eyes that were burning with life have regained their former clarity.

Slurp.

Only then did Dangyangseon’s body become free. The crushed arm was strangely curved, like the body of a dead snake.

“Lord Confucius!”

Han Ho-myeong wanted to run to Dan Yang-seon. I wanted to check on his well-being and swing an iron sword at Yeon Ho-jeong for putting Confucius like that.

However, he could not help but hesitate at a distance. This was because part of his uncontrollable desire to live affected him as well.

“I just lost my appetite.”

Crunchy.

Yeon Ho-jeong moved his shoulders as a habit.

Myeong Ho-rim flinched.

“You said you were the three princes of the Nine Zhou famous family, right?”

“…?!”

“Would you mind playing with me for a little bit?”