Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 817

Episode 817

Back to the Murim League (3)

“Hmm.”

Yeon Ho-jeong scratched his head after checking the documents.

“That’s bullshit.”

The documents contained a wealth of internal information about the nine organizations.

Since those who organized this in the first place did not have much authority within the organization, a detailed investigation was impossible. However, it was enough to look into how the organization is currently running.

With the information power of the Mukryongbu and the cooperation of insiders, we were able to obtain a significant level of information, except for extremely secret business.

“Because these guys were controlling the Black Island.”

In fact, it is said that it is a black sword, but the bone marrow they sucked was not from the martial people, but from the common people.

Except for two or three sects, all of them had no future and were laying waste to their surroundings. This is no different from mercilessly logging the entire mountain to create an immediate home.

They even went one step further. Rather than destroying the entire area in order to survive, they were exploiting tens of thousands of ordinary people to gain greater wealth and power.

Desire is a great driving force that moves people. But these were severe.

“I need to fix it from the root.”

What’s surprising is that the task doesn’t seem to be as difficult as you think.

This is also the reason why the black island clans failed to build up a history as long as the white island clans and passed away. They only know how to build a foundation, but they don’t know how to maintain it.

It was worth it. In Heukdo Murim, where betrayal and trickery are taken for granted, it is never easy to lay a foundation for the future in a moderate way.

By choosing easier and more certain methods, you quickly become stronger, but you easily break down in front of a stronger force.

The Baekdo political faction is not like that. Even if it collapses due to a stronger force, it recovers quickly as if it never happened.

That is the power of a school with a solid foundation in history.

And its power comes from the support of the people and the good influence of the clan, resulting in the history and reputation.

‘In the past, there were only two of these clans that were fine.’

During the turbulent war during the Heukje Castle era, the only clans that maintained their names were Nokrimchae and Wolyeongmun.

The rest all disappeared or were taken over by the Three Churches. In particular, the superiors openly helped the three schools and turned the southern part of the Central Plains upside down.

That is the power of money. There is a lot of talk about the romance of strength, fame, and military power being the dream and goal of the martial arts people, but when war breaks out, nothing is more important than money.

‘If you look at that, they were definitely smart.’

The areas that the three religions paid the most attention to in order to conquer the central plains were the imperial palace and financial power.

Although I was not involved with the imperial palace during the Black Emperor era, I knew that most of the officials spread throughout the central plains were corrupted by money.

Additionally, the top leaders of that era had no patriotism or pride. I was satisfied if I could make more money just by changing the object I was offering.

So they actively invested in the three schools. Because Samgyo consistently dominated the midfield.

As the well-maintained economic flow was cut off, public sentiment became uneasy and the power of the government and the martial arts government weakened. Corruption was rampant and all kinds of accidents occurred.

When that instability reached its peak.

At that moment, Samgyo pushed down the midfield.

“….”

Why?

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was clicking his tongue while looking at the documents, was suddenly overcome by a question.

‘Why?’

Soon, a strange light appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face as he stroked his chin.

‘Why didn’t I think of this?’

A thought that came to mind while trying to sort out the black island.

It was the location of the battlefield.

“…If a war is going to break out, why bother in the central plains?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

A long war in my previous life and wave after wave of attacks that continue even after my return.

They are trying to swallow up the midfield. In the first place, it was a natural step to try to attack the central region with excessive force since the land in the central region was richer than the outside world.

For whatever purpose, they are targeting the midfield. And the midfielder is trying to stop it.

And unlike before, the midfielder was successful in the primary defense.

“….”

Was it a matter of perception that was as tight as a brick wall?

‘Of course, we still don’t know where they are.’

It’s not that I didn’t think about finding out. But it was so overwhelming at the time. It was also a priority to prepare for the time to find out in the first place.

After living that way for several years, I had no idea how to turn the situation around.

‘There is a possibility that their remnants still remain in the midfield. But on the surface it has been completely cleaned up. If the intelligence groups of openness and blackness have unanimously said so, it means that they will not be able to mess around here, at least for a while.’

The world is such that you never know when something will happen. However, if it has been cleaned to this extent, no major problems will occur immediately.

“….”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was tapping the document with his index finger as a habit, called someone and asked.

“What are you doing now, Vice lord?”

“You’re having a drink with people from the Chinese zodiac.”

“ah.”

Now that I think about it, he asked me to have a drink with him after work. I had so much to think about that I completely forgot about that.

Yeon Ho-jeong quenched his appetite.

“I understand. “Go out and see.”

“yes.”

Yangcheon also lives a busy life. Yeonhojeong was the one doing the sword dance in the middle, but it was Yangcheon’s job to deal with the aftermath and worry about what to do next.

‘I guess I’ll have to talk about this tomorrow.’

It was then.

“Lord Sobu.”

“hmm?”

“A member of the group gave a letter and left.”

“Please come in.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up after receiving the letter.

“Did you order someone to deliver it to you?”

“That’s right.”

“I understand.”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up and left the residence.

The location written in the letter was outside, not inside, Mukryongbu.

Moonlight shining brightly. The world was bright thanks to the snow.

Yeon Ho-jeong, standing on a quaint hill, spoke in a calm voice.

“How did you know about this place?”

Paeyul, who was looking at the sky with his back turned, said.

“You can clearly see the Iron Team’s training here.”

“When have you seen him before?”

“I saw it often before it closed. “The scenery was nice and it was spacious, so it was okay to practice alone.”

“I see.”

Slurp.

Paeyul, holding out his short sword and short spear, turned around.

Paeyul’s appearance against the moonlight looked quite dark. Meanwhile, the two eyes were so blue and alive that it seemed like someone with weak stomach might faint if they saw them.

“….”

The two looked at each other in silence.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes were calm and Pae-yul’s eyes were cool.

After a while.

Shoo!

Paeyul approached Yeonhojeong with a short, sharp sound.

hook!

The spear that cut through the wind was immediately aimed at Yeon Ho-jeong’s neck.

It was a quick and efficient move. Whether or not there was anything to do with the movement of a straight line, the point at which the defeat rate moved was just before Yeon Ho-jeong’s exhalation ended and his inhalation began.

Read the opponent’s breathing and attack. It’s a different story if you have the basic skills of an expert or if your opponent is a strong person.

Sreuk.

With the simple movement of taking one foot back and turning the body, that fast-paced spear attack was lost.

‘…?’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.

Anticipating that the attack would miss, I thought he would turn briefly to strike with the sword, but instead of retrieving the outstretched javelin, he stabbed the small sword under his armpit.

Pop!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had dodged the sword with flexible walking techniques, was suddenly standing behind Paeyul.

Papa pang!

It seemed like he expected to approach from the rear. The speed of the upper, middle and lower three-stage attack was as fast and sharp as a sword fight.

Boom!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who threw away three consecutive strikes with one right hand, closed the distance and punched.

It would be a quick but fully predictable attack. Yeon Ho-jeong thought that defeat would be avoided.

But no. Paeyul lowered his stance and crossed his short spear and short sword, preparing for a blow.

Whoops!

With a clanging sound, Paeyul’s new model was pushed backwards.

That was it. It was a light sparring, so I didn’t put much effort into it, but it was still a Holy Heavenly Strike, and other than being pushed back, it seemed like I didn’t get any shock.

‘It’s Qigong.’

It was the powerful power of Qigong technique obtained by completing the Guan Il Changbeop Guan Il Sword Technique. It was a wonderful new technique that not only strengthened the power of martial arts, but also excellently protected the owner’s body.

Slurp.

Paeyul lowered his crossed spear swords and lowered his stance.

“Are you watching?”

“Are you sure?”

It was then.

‘…!’

The haze rising from Paeyul’s left foot instantly spread to his entire body.

For a moment, Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes flashed.

Even before the attack came, I knew where to aim. That’s how clear Paeyul’s intention was, and the spear’s aim was sharp.

However, the momentum was so strong that the target point, which felt like a dot, was getting bigger and bigger. As if you were spreading dense ink by pressing it with your hand, the target point for the window of defeat was getting bigger and bigger, until it took up your entire upper body.

‘amazing.’

Although Cold Weapongi’s unique survival exists, Paeyul’s own survival does not exist.

This was a huge speculation. Fighting spirit took shape like light and aimed at the opponent, but even Yeonhojeong, who had a deep and massive top-end strategy, could not read the hit points.

Yeon Ho-jeong was truly impressed.

‘This is why there is no end to the path of martial arts.’

You become impressed by the unique martial arts of an opponent who is much weaker than you. Although he was clearly the underdog, Paeyul himself was proving that there is a lot to learn from the weak’s martial arts skills.

Paaaaaaaa!

Paeyul’s javelin, which flew like an arrow from a strong bow, was instantly aimed at Yeon Ho-jeong’s upper body.

There was no other intention behind the attack.

The spear attack, which was purely based on the will to pierce and the will to pierce, was shockingly honest and had unstoppable power.

Paaaaaa!!

The snow on the ground scattered left and right, rose up, and flew in a circle following the light wind emitted by the spear blade.

It was a wonderful blow that showed a beautiful and splendid dynamic yet static martial art.

Slurp.

There was a slight cut near Yeonhojeong’s shoulder.

The skin was not injured, but the clothes were cut. It was the place where Paeyul was injured when fighting with the successors of the nine organizations.

Paeyul, who retrieved the spear, spoke calmly.

“It doesn’t work either.”

“okay.”

“It was a blow that carried the soul in its own way.”

A blow that carries the soul.

It wasn’t just something I said. Paeyul showed off the best blow he could deliver, and Yeon Hojeong easily avoided it.

However, just because he avoided it, it did not mean that Paeyul’s martial arts performance was unremarkable.

“You are amazing.”

“I guess so.”

Although her expression was calm, Yeon Ho-jeong was very surprised on the inside.

‘I wrote the upper part of the story.’

The term ‘spirit-filled blow’ meant that he did his best, but at the same time, it also meant that he had brought out the power of the upper level fighting techniques used by extreme experts.

‘I never thought it would be like this.’

Guan Yichang was no longer Hana’s maternal martial artist.

It was like a perfect new technique in itself, encompassing not only Naegongsimbeop but also Sangdanjeon.

“How do you feel? Do you think you can reach Holy Heaven with this martial arts skill?”

“It is only people who reach heaven, not martial arts.”

“know.”

“However, if you were asking whether it is a martial art suitable for a strong man of Seongcheon…”

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“I think we can believe that it is Seongcheon’s martial arts.”

Paeyul relaxed his posture with a satisfied expression.

“….”

Silence fell between the two again.

It was Yeon Ho-jeong who broke the silence.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“I put everything I had to say in the window.”

“….”

“Let’s see again.”

Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.