Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 819

Episode 819

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The movements of the two swordsmen, who retreated with a spectacular collision sound, were very smooth.

hook!

The young man’s sword struck quickly, aiming to stop the man.

Even though it moves so quickly, it doesn’t feel explosive. The connection between movements is so smooth, as if you are naturally drawn into it.

The man swung his sword diagonally from the bottom left to the top right.

Whoops!

If the young man’s sword was soft and natural, the man’s sword was strong and natural.

Even though he lost his attack line after being struck by a fairly strong sword, the young man did not panic. The series of actions of withdrawing the three steps, maintaining the center, extending the left hand, and preparing for the opponent’s attack seemed to be a high-level swordsmanship that had formed a family.

The man who was quietly looking at the young man suddenly kicked the ground.

Faba Park!

The man’s sword quickly closed the distance and attacked the young man in all directions. Since the line of attack does not break even if struck hard, the aim is to use quick and passionate illusion swords to disturb the senses and expose any gaps.

The young man’s eyes lit up.

Damn it! Whoosh! Bullfight!

I cut off the pulse of the sword with a few strikes, but my shoulder was cut by a single sword that I could not avoid. The young man, who minimized the wound by gently tilting his cut shoulder, suddenly lunged forward and pushed the opponent away with his opposite shoulder.

The man’s eyes widened.

He had no idea that his opponent, who had surprised him with clean and flawless sword strikes, would close the distance and push him away with a headbutt to the body.

Was it because of the surprise? The reaction of the man who had been pushed out and took his position was very slightly delayed.

Without missing that moment, the young man’s body spun and unleashed a sharp slash.

Tieeing!

The man who was unable to completely block and let go of the attack raised his hand.

“So far.”

The young man Yeon Ji-pyeong held his sword backwards and lowered his head.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“That’s amazing.”

The man, Mo Yong-woo, stuck out his tongue.

“I feel like I got hit. Although it was a somewhat completed swordsmanship, there were still some shortcomings, but I had no idea that physical arts would also be mixed into it.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong said with a smile.

“There is nothing to call it martial arts.”

“It was definitely a cool martial arts technique. “It was only a single blow, but that alone was amazing.”

You can tell the high level of skill behind Sooksu’s top-class cuisine just by eating it with chopsticks.

Yeon Ji-pyeong’s martial arts skills were like that. It was simple and didn’t have much power, but it was so great that you could see the depth of its martial arts skills with just one strike.

“Was that also Yeonga’s martial arts skill?”

“Everything about me comes from my family’s martial arts skills, so this can also be said to be my family’s martial arts skills, but…”

Yeon Ji-Pyeong tilted his head.

“It’s not a formal martial art, it’s just a movement at that moment.”

“…?!”

“It was a pretty good blow, right?”

Mo Yong-woo laughed as if he was shocked.

“Do you know what your words mean?”

It was the most rational action at that moment.

Although there was a difference in level, it was an action that was in line with the ultimate meaning of martial arts. It wasn’t easy for anyone to do that.

“If you had used your true power, you wouldn’t have been able to run wild like this.”

How deep have you been practicing so far?

The image of Yeon Ji-pyeong, who experienced his own world and learned about the world even briefly while walking around with Uijeonggun, was truly wonderful.

There is nothing lacking as a swordsman or a descendant of a famous family. It stood out even more because it was not a put-upon look, but because it did not lose its composure and calmness.

“I realized one thing while meeting various experts with my brother. Kendo (??) belongs to martial arts (??), but the level achieved does not prove the level of kendo.”

“yes?”

“Just because a swordsman has achieved an outstanding level, it cannot be said that all of them embody the highest level of swordsmanship. In other words, someone can achieve the pinnacle of Geomri (??) even if their level as a martial artist is not high.”

“is that so.”

“Of course, it’s not a common case. But there is one such person next to us, right?”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“Your father, the head of the Yeon family, is one of the best swordsmen in the world. “I don’t know, but I believe he won’t be much inferior to the Sword Emperor of the Namgung family.”

“haha.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong smiled awkwardly.

Sword Emperor Namgung Seung was an invincible swordsman who was named to the Thirteenth Place of Seongcheon. How amazing is it that there is not much difference between the swordsmanship of such a rare master and my father?

It was hard to believe, but it was also difficult to say that it could not be possible to praise my father. So Yeon Ji-pyeong just laughed.

“I learned well today.”

“no. “I learned better today.”

The two people briefly greeted each other.

They were two people who had danced countless times, taking time apart from each other. The difference in level is clear, but the two have a lot of things that the other does not have, and regardless of age, title, level, and affiliation, they are a strong stimulant to each other.

‘What an amazing talent.’

Mo Yong-woo thought. There are only monsters in Yeonga.

‘Talent is talent, but something is different. I don’t know if it’s the heart or pure passion, but…’

Should I say it’s a way of looking at martial arts?

There were many people who were better than Yeon Ji-pyeong just by looking at their bones and skills.

However, there are not many people who implement sword techniques as impressive as Yeon Ji-pyeong. It is difficult to find a prosecutor who grows as naturally and quickly as Yeon Ji-pyeong.

The same was true for Yeonwi.

‘There are many people stronger than Lord Yeonga. However, a person who has mastered as thorough and deep sword skills as he did is one of the few in the whole world.’

I know this because I had a meeting with Yeonwi just a few days ago.

At that time, Mo Yong-woo caught a glimpse of a new world. The difference in the level of achievement was clear, but it felt like I had been completely defeated with a sword before my strength as a warrior.

Kendo on a different level. An overwhelming sense of frustration, as if all of his powerful qigong skills would be disintegrated under one iron sword.

The fact that it looks so ordinary because it is so ancient is probably a reference to its seniority. I don’t know how many people know, but Mo Yong-woo was confident that the martial arts skills of the judges of the time were world-class.

‘Plus, there’s a Yeonje.’

Yeonhojeong.

When Mo Yong-woo thought of him, he smiled without even realizing it.

‘You absurd guy. You really seem to live in a different world than the one we see.’

Yeonhojeong’s martial arts skills were different from those of Yeonwi and Yeonjipyeong.

If Yeon Wi and Yeon Ji-pyeong were natural swordsmen and gave the feel of a practitioner, Yeon Ho-jeong was a fierce general who would do anything to achieve victory.

When it comes to understanding swords or military skills, it may be worse than Yeonwi or Yeonjipyeong.

However, under a faith-like obsession with victory, Yeon Ho-jeong opened a martial arts drama at a speed that no one could imagine, defeated King Bi, and ascended to the position of Seongcheon.

King Yeonhojeong.

It occurred to me that although the nickname ‘Hegemon’ was really unfamiliar, it suited him well.

‘There…’

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes deepened.

‘Heir of the Black Island Murim.’

When Mo Yong-woo first heard the news, he thought it was nonsense and didn’t pay any attention to it.

However, he was extremely shocked when the rumor turned out to be true.

‘The eldest son of a prestigious political faction became the successor to the Heukdo Murim. And yet…’

Mo Yong-woo looked at Yeon Ji-pyeong.

‘Not only Lord Yeonga, but Ji-pyeong also looks much calmer than expected.’

It wasn’t like I knew it would happen. At first, of course, Yeonwi and Yeonjipyeong were very surprised. I still remember that image clearly.

But the surprise didn’t last long.

‘It was a decision that would shake the family’s reputation to its core. ‘If something went wrong, I could have been kicked out of the Murim Alliance.’

But things didn’t go that way. Yeonga was still a member of the Murim Alliance.

Of course, it was clear that the atmosphere at the top was like a sheet of thin ice until a few days ago.

“Today is the last day.”

“hmm?”

Mo Yong-woo was taken out of his thoughts by Yeon Ji-pyeong’s unexpected words.

The sight of Yeon Ji-pyeong looking up at the sky with his sword planted in the ground and his hands on the tip of the sword was strangely charming.

“Today is the last day. “The hearing.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

The main character of the hearing was, of course, the Yeonwi.

No matter what Bonggong and the elders had in mind, an official hearing had to be held.

It was for the sake of the political faction, Moorim, not them. The majority of political faction members were extremely confused by Yeonhojeong’s transfer.

From wall coral leader to being called the king.

As the identity of the three religions was revealed, Yeonhojeong’s reputation grew so great that it literally went beyond Mount Tai and pierced the sky.

Such a monstrous talent suddenly became the successor to the Mukryongbu.

Naturally, a huge uproar arose. After the rumor spread, thousands of letters poured into the Murim League. There were several letters confirming the truth of the rumor, as well as strong messages calling for Yeon-ga to be expelled from the Murim Alliance, as well as extermination for Yeon-ga, who had brought down the reputation of the political faction.

But the trouble soon subsided.

It was because of the official statement of the Murim Alliance’s soldiers and feudal lords.

King Yeon Ho-jeong is a charlatan who has worked hard day and night to protect the Jungwon Martial Forest from the threats posed by the Three Religions. In addition, he was the first to realize that the power of the external enemy had reached a point of disillusionment, and he was also the person who proposed the theory of harmony that he should join forces with the Heukdo Martial Arts. There are countless people who have survived thanks to him, and if it weren’t for him, more than half of the martial arts world would have been invaded by the three religions.

Praising Yeon Ho-jeong’s achievements from the beginning of the statement was an aggressive yet reasonable method.

It wasn’t like I was making up words that didn’t actually exist. If Yeon Ho-jeong had not stepped in to stop the three religions, the three religions would have started a war by now.

However, it is clear that, contrary to his monstrous talent, ability, and fierce determination, he has a somewhat dogmatic side. It can be said that it was a clear mistake on the part of the King to defect to Heukdo without telling his father and head of the family, Pan-Gwan-Geom. Although he cares more about his children than anyone else, he accepted the judge’s painful decision to consider expelling the king from the family if Kangho Jehyeon’s public opinion was the same.

I will kick you out of the family.

In layman’s terms, it meant that they would be discarded from the family register.

It was not at all an easy decision for the family, regardless of blood ties, to cast out a super expert who had made a name for himself at the age of less than 30.

When such an unconventional announcement was made, the martial arts people had no choice but to hesitate. A few people sneered, saying it was like cutting off one’s tail, but everyone knew how hard such a decision was, so they couldn’t make a loud noise.

Although he had an arbitrary side, the King’s actions were always directed towards the world. Considering the efforts and discussions so far, we believe it would be better to postpone this issue for the time being. If you look at his actions alone, they are a betrayal and a betrayal, but it is right for us to join forces with the Black Island to defeat foreign forces and achieve peace. I hope that Kangho Jehyeon also understands this meaning.

The anger of the Baekdo Murim, which had been burning as if fuel had been poured on it by the official statement of the Murim Alliance, quickly cooled down.

But it didn’t completely disappear. Even at this moment, there were many people criticizing Yeonga.

This was the reason why a hearing had to be held. In order to appease public opinion even a little, a certain level of sincerity must be shown.

“It’s a hearing… huh, I don’t know what’s going to happen next.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong smiled bitterly.

It was then.

“Commander!”

Jinpae, one of Tangma’s commanders, came running from far away.

“What’s going on?”

“This is a call from superiors.”

“call? what brings you here?”

“The Lord of the Moyong family has come out of the closed building!”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes widened.

“…Brother?”