Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 903

Episode 903

Quick decision (3)

‘It’s so crazy.’

It was an eternal truth that honesty is beautiful.

But the authorities rejected it. As you live in this world, there comes a moment when you realize that honesty is not the only answer. So did he.

Even the party official had no choice but to be truly honest at this moment.

‘The waves of energy are like that…’

You can’t look in from the outside, but you can see the outside from the inside.

What the officer saw was neither an enemy unit that had been poisoned and then moved away, nor a young martial arts fighter who had bounced further away and was shaking his head.

However, this does not mean that we are seeing a blood victory. What he saw was Yeonhojeong.

It’s a strange thing.

Those two were in the midst of a battle befitting their nickname of absolute masters. If you are a martial artist, you will have no choice but to watch the fight between the two people, not just one person.

However, the only thing the party sees is Yeon Ho-jeong because his martial arts skills are so mysterious and strong beyond standard, and most importantly…

‘I want to be like him.’

Yes.

The party became honest with itself.

He wanted to be like Yeonhojeong’s martial artist.

It wasn’t just admiration or emotion. The reason he was watching Yeonhojeong’s martial arts was because his martial arts ideally depicted the martial arts he pursued.

‘There is an emperor’s sutra in all kinds of martial arts.’

Emperor Sutra.

It is an invincible season created by Tanghyeong, the greatest warrior in the history of Tang Dynasty. What an incredible feat it is to compile the characteristics and power of all the poisons in the world into one martial art.

That is why it is difficult to recite the Emperor’s Sutra. And it was Tang Gwan who was the first to achieve great martial arts skills after Tang Hyeong.

He recalled his father’s words.

‘People say. It is said that all martial arts in the world will meet at one point in the end. I don’t believe that. There were parts that were in line with my realization, but I knew that it was not the truth.’

‘It can be similar. But even at the end, it is bound to be different. What is the reason? Of course, everyone who has learned it is different and each person has a different end in mind.’

‘Truly becoming one is not a martial art. To transcend everything and become one would be to become a god or immortal. An unmanned person cannot be a god or a good person. ‘Unmanned is unmanned.’

Those words, which could not help but be succinct and conclusive, were agreed upon by the authorities.

So it was surprising.

Even though the endings of martial artists stretching out into the tens of thousands of directions may be different, Yeonhojeong’s martial arts skills were exactly in line with the ends set by the official himself.

‘That is Sangdanjeon.’

As a third party, Tang Gwan was able to see and understand what Yeon Ho-jeong himself realized.

Without Tang Hyeong’s teachings, Tang Gwan would not have been able to discover Yeon Hojeong’s principles of martial arts.

‘The will to cut is maximized. It’s completely different from my father’s management of the top. Immersing yourself in the depth of the act itself, and the ability to realize what you imagine into reality, that is the enlightenment he gained.’

The official’s eyes fluttered.

‘Is it inevitable, or is that guy and I seeing the same thing?’

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

There was help from Yeonwi in completing Mancheonhwawoo. However, although Yeonwi has helped with the flow of inner energy, it has never helped with herbivory using the flow of memorization.

Yeonwi simply emphasized the enlightenment of martial arts. The Power of Imagination He constantly explained to me what was where I wanted to get and told me that in the end, it would turn out the way I wanted.

The party accepted that realization.

That was the season when Mancheon cows came out like that. It was born as an invincible season even without a more brutal herbivorous, sharper flow, or stronger internal energy.

The reason was clear. This was because he realized what he had imagined through memorization.

In other words, Tang Gwan’s enlightenment contained Yeon Wi’s advice and advice. And Yeonwi must have conveyed his own enlightenment to Yeonhojeong in some way.

Yeonwi is a friend. But he was a teacher.

He also became a teacher to Yeonwi.

In other words, the three were teachers and students who grew up with a deep influence on each other, and furthermore, they were spiritual classmates that cannot be defined by such a trivial relationship.

‘Like my all-powerful cow, the Emperor’s Sutra can change like that.’

It was already changing. Combining the Heavenly Return to Life and the Ten Thousand Defenses and realizing it as imagined was an area that was impossible without the power of Sangdangjeon.

He remembered his father’s words once again.

‘It is difficult to recite the Emperor’s Sutra. That’s why you’re so great. This is because before talent, one must have the survival power and patience to experience and overcome all kinds of poison. you did it I am proud of you.’

‘But Daesung is not the end. In particular, the greatness of poisoned martial arts is different from other martial arts. Poison attack is literally a martial art that uses poison. ‘Being able to control poison at will means that you can create tens of thousands of new poisons.’

‘If compared to a blacksmith, embodying all the skills of handling iron can be seen as the greatness of the Emperor’s Sutra. ‘Then what is there for you to do after Daeseong?’

The answer was clear. The goal is to create the best weapon based on embodied technology.

The goal is to compete with world-famous craftsmen to create a divine sword that is second to none.

And in order to create that new sword, the party official turned to Sangdangjeon.

I create and intoxicate poison according to my will. Detoxification can also be done at will, and when you reach that point, you will not need even small poisonous bottles.

That was the state Yeonhojeong was showing right now.

Fuuuuuuu!

At that moment, the Mandoksipbangwall groaned. The blood monk’s blood shadow penetrated the ten defense walls and disappeared.

The reason why the melting samsaenggong was so scary was because it could melt even Balgyeong with its poisonous power. But even that is useless if you don’t touch it directly.

In other words, the blood monk’s blood shadow had such a great density of true energy that even though it had lost its momentum due to the poisonous power of the ten defense walls, it penetrated the wall and reached the other side before disappearing.

Kwarung!

Blood burst out from the blood monk’s body due to Yeon Ho-jeong’s unprecedented attack.

The official’s eyes sparkled.

Even in a fight between ordinary experts, one mistake can determine victory or defeat. In a fight between experts of their level, the impact will be even greater.

‘good.’

I don’t know if I can win for sure. However, it was clear that the blood monk was harmed by the poisonous power of Yonghaesamsaenggong. Yeon Ho-jeong would have taken the antidote condensed from the emperor miasma long ago, so it would not cause much harm.

‘then.’

It was not the time to leisurely look at Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts skills.

The magistrate’s eyes turned to Daegeumbul.

‘It’s him.’

Daegeumbul, who was glaring at Yeonhojeong with his life in full swing, turned his head at once and looked at the Ten Walls.

At that moment, Tang Gwan felt a chill running down his spine.

‘Can you see it?’

My father said that it would be impossible for even a saint to see the inside of the Ten Walls like this. Of course, you won’t be able to see the Daegeumbul.

However, I heard that the martial arts of the Jungwon and the martial arts of Sae-O developed completely differently.

What is common sense here may be emergency sense elsewhere.

Wow!

Daegeumbul, soaring above the enemy troops that had retreated and were glaring at this place, suddenly appeared at the top of the Ten Walls.

Daegeumbul released his tension.

Quang!

The poisonous clouds of the ten walls billowed violently.

Grumbling.

Blood flowed from the doctor’s mouth.

Perhaps it was done with intention, but the explosive power of the tension was enormous. Fortunately, some of it was offset by the venomous power of Yunghaesamsaenggong, but the remaining shock was borne solely by the party.

Sigh!

Daegeumbul’s face turned red as he flew up again and stood beyond the five walls of the Ten Walls.

‘You’re addicted.’

He suffered a deep wound on his right arm. Although the bleeding had been stopped, the molten poison had penetrated into the area and black smoke was spreading.

But even for a moment.

The smoke rising from Daegeumbul’s right arm gradually disappeared.

The official’s eyes wavered.

‘Have you deciphered it?’

That can’t be possible.

It’s not detoxification, it’s just putting it to sleep for a while. There is no way to detoxify the molten poison that quickly. The same would be true even if it were a non-pole number.

It was then.

When Daegeumbul raised his hand, the masked guys took out something black and round from their arms.

For a moment, the official’s eyes wavered.

‘Could it be Hwatan?’

I don’t know.

However, when the owner of the Tang family, who was well versed in both poison and gunpowder weapons, saw it, it was clear that it was either a poison bullet or a fire bomb.

There is no point in throwing a poison bullet into a place surrounded by poison. In that case, there was a high probability that those black beads were fire bombs.

‘Damn it.’

I had no idea how those damned bastards got their hands on the fire bombs.

‘No matter how many walls there are, Hwatan…’

is impossible. This was because he was the one who maintained the ten barriers themselves, even if he did not know them.

Can it withstand that much of an impact?

It was then.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

An iron sword that flew through the ten defense walls blew off the head of a Rakshasa.

The official and the entire party looked at Muk Fei in surprise.

Before I knew it, three iron wars were loaded in the silent Hongryeon Palace.

“Mercury first, then attack.”

“…!”

“Right?”

Mukbi didn’t even hear an answer.

Peeping! Tea teating!

Daegeumbul, who recognized the three arrows that flew like beams of light like a ghost, swung his stone spear.

It was an amazing reaction speed. Even though the venom of the Ten Walls was so severe, it was able to catch and respond to the deadly force of arrows coming through the walls.

The authorities could not contain their astonishment.

The target was not Daegeumbul but Mukbi.

“how…?”

Mo Fei’s complexion had turned extremely pale.

This was due to the rapid consumption of internal energy. If an attack from the outside doesn’t work, then of course an attack from the inside is also useless.

In order to prevent that, the power of the arrowhead itself, which was close to its limit, was concentrated. It seemed that the excessive pressure that had been temporarily released had caused internal injuries.

But the silence did not stop.

“Daejangjeon is important. “It’s also important to step up where you need to go.”

Geek!

The silence attracted particularly strong protests. At the tips of the two arrowheads, a frightening amount of milky essence was gathered.

“But if you can help, you should help. “I can’t just suck my fingers.”

The protest was held in silence.

Puff!

One of the arrows that flew through the ten walls was caught in the hand of Daegeumbul. However, the remaining one pierced Hong Na-han’s collarbone.

It was tremendous power. Considering the venomous power of the ten defense walls, the penetrating power was unbelievable.

‘It’s because it was concentrated into a dot.’

It penetrated the bloodstream, but the tension shook the barrier.

It was because of the concentration and form of Jinki. Mukbi’s inner strength was also at the forefront among transcendental masters, so it was clear why Arrowhead, who concentrated all his strength and excluded the minimum internal strength for survival, was able to break through the ten barriers.

At that time, Daegeumbul shouted something.

Then the Rakshas all threw something they were holding in their hands. Not everyone had it, but the number of flying black beads seemed to be nearly thirty.

The official’s face turned pale.

“Damn it.”

Mukbi protested again. Five iron bullets were hung at Hongryeon Palace.

Wooooow!

The ten walls changed shape and twenty tentacles stretched out. This was to melt the flying coal first.

But what about the rest?

‘danger!’

It was then.

Puff puff puff puff puff!!

A huge number of arrows flew and the bombs exploded in the air.