Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 922

Episode 922.

Natural Enemy (3)

Phew!

As he poured his energy into the ground and destroyed the support, the Emperor of the World had no choice but to momentarily flinch.

Mukro, who was in a collapsed position, swung both hands towards Yeonhojeong’s uvula.

This is a killing that ignores the power of opposites. Yeon Ho-jeong had no choice but to let go of his hand holding Muk-ro’s face and step away.

Quang!

As soon as he retreated, he let out a Jinakkwon wind, but before he knew it, Mukro was no longer there. He immediately retreated with that crazy walking method.

A look of caution appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.

The other person was strangely caught up in his provocation. It was a provocation that did not even seem like a provocation, considering the outrageous swear words usually hurled at enemies.

It wasn’t because of the other person’s temper. Rather, the other person’s temperament is closer to the calm and insidious side.

Only now was Yeon Ho-jeong able to be sure.

‘It’s a complete opposite.’

Hwangryongshinwanggong is the opposite of Mukro’s magicgong.

I don’t know about other magic attacks, but against Mukro, no matter what technique he uses, he can be torn apart with the power of the Yellow Dragon God King.

Of course, if the difference in each other’s realms is significant, even that would be useless. However, despite this, a certain degree of response will be possible, and considering the current gap in martial arts between the two, the victory lies on this side in a head-to-head match.

‘The two martial artists are at perfect opposites to the point that my voice is also affected by them.’

The reason why Mukro can hardly control his emotions is because of this martial arts skill.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice was not just voice. Since the entire body is filled with yellow dragon energy, even the sound one exhales is filled with yellow dragon energy.

That Hwangryonggi was giving Mukro a tremendous amount of stimulation. Moreover, to Muk-ro, who had ascended to Mugeuk and was filled with demonic energy from head to toe, Yeonho-jeong, with its yellow dragon flag, was like a terrible poison in itself.

‘Dangerous.’

That’s why Yeon Ho-jeong was more cautious.

He distanced himself a little more from Mukro.

‘The moment you win, the moment you think you have won, is the most dangerous. I don’t know why, but the yellow dragon is the exact opposite of that guy’s magic attack. However, we must go into the fight thinking that they are not opposites. Otherwise, it’s a fight that could turn in an instant.’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s mind and heart, honed through countless battles, were like an iron wall.

The moment I see victory, I become even more determined. In order to avoid being stabbed by your opponent, you need to calm your excitement.

‘That guy…’

Muk-ro, who had retreated, sensitively felt the change in Yeonhojeong.

Don’t get excited and attack. Instead, he took a couple of steps back and glared at himself, his eyes full of caution.

Mukro felt dispirited.

‘How can someone so young do that?’

Even a decent veteran couldn’t do that. Just thinking about what he had shown so far, it seemed like he was going to rush in with his demonic spirit, but instead, he was paying attention to counterattacks and trying to fight the battle step by step.

There will be no such warrior in Gwanghyeolgyo, Shinhwa or Saeumgyo. In a fight, a cautious person lacks decision-making and an extreme person lacks patience.

This guy was cautious, decisive, experienced enough to be patient at a moment’s notice, and could be more aggressive than anyone else when he had to strike.

Mukro thought of the word complete.

At least in the realm of life-or-death combat, that young guy’s mind and body are close to perfection.

Muk-ro, who was quietly glaring at Yeon Ho-jeong, relaxed his posture slightly.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

Mukro spoke in a calm voice.

“Shall we talk for a moment?”

“Not fighting?”

“okay. “Don’t fight.”

“You’re being damned. “Let’s fight with our mouths?”

Mukro was upset, but did his best to control his mind.

“Didn’t you sometimes attack with your tongue while punching?”

That’s right.

Yeon Ho-jeong tilted his head.

“Is there any reason why I should listen to you?”

Even as he spoke, Yeon Ho-jeong’s nerves were digging into the gaps in Muk-ro. The moment a gap was revealed, the intention was to strike a blow.

But there was no longer any gap. There was no blind spot for Mukro, who had concentrated all his strength without being surrounded by that bizarre pressure.

I could have just closed my mouth and fired a punch, but I couldn’t attack hastily because I didn’t know what the other person was thinking.

Mukro said.

“I’m faster at light engineering.”

“It’s deplorable.”

“If you don’t want to talk, I will give up fighting you. Instead, I will run to those midfield players you care so much about.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

It was a tactic that could only be used by someone who was faster than their opponent. Since it was a tactic that Yeonho-jeong used occasionally, he could see how dangerous Mukro’s statement was.

‘It might not work properly, though.’

Yeon Ho-jeong relaxed his posture.

Mukro nodded.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you and go to sleep. Is there anything you want to do? “We met to kill each other anyway.”

“That too.”

“I don’t have time. “Say it briefly.”

“Do you know the blood god?”

Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.

“Aren’t you calling the evil god you fanatics serve a blood god?”

Mukro even had to take a deep breath to stop his fist from almost flying without him even realizing it.

“It refers to the god we serve and the legendary demon god who ruled the Three Gongs.”

“So what should I do?”

Muk-ro, who was quietly glaring at Yeon-ho-jeong, asked in a somewhat blunt tone.

“Do you know the maniac of contemplation?”

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong’s expression became strange.

Four colors and a madman.

These words came not from anyone else but from the mouth of the demon of Gwanghyeolgyo.

In that case, the target could only be one person. Mukro is revealing the history of the past that has been suppressed until now.

“Emperor of the Four Directions.”

“Yeah, I forgot that you guys on the continent call it Four Directions Unlimited.”

Yeon Ho-jeong asked in a pretentious tone.

“What is omnidirectional freedom?”

Muk-ro closed his mouth for a moment and silently studied Yeon-ho-jeong’s expression.

Yeon Ho-jeong frowned openly.

“Speak up, man.”

“This guy…!”

Mukro took a deep breath again.

This time it was really dangerous. All of the Intangible Demon Demon’s magic energy almost spewed out from his entire body.

After controlling himself once again, Mukro spoke in as calm a voice as possible.

“Three hundred years ago, we launched a massive offensive to take over the continent.”

“know.”

“I heard that the Allied forces on the continent were strong at that time. But it wasn’t at a level that I couldn’t handle. “It says so in our librarians.”

“however?”

“But just one person changed the course of the war.”

“Is that 4-way freedom?”

“Yes.”

Mukro’s eyes deepened.

“There are no details left about him. “We can only infer that it is because it is a painful history, but we cannot know the circumstances of 300 years ago.”

“….”

“However, his martial arts are compared to four colors, and it is known that he uses martial arts to perfection in battle, including attack, defense, retreat, and counterattack.”

Master.

Yeon Ho-jeong almost muttered that without even realizing it.

I had to work hard to control my mind so that Muk-ro wouldn’t notice. The story of Master’s past, told through the mouth of an enemy, gave me an unexpected sense of nostalgia.

“And I heard that a hundred years ago, while gathering information for another advance into the continent, they picked up a lot of rumors about a meditative maniac. “Of course, I don’t know much about him.”

“….”

“It is said that the contemplative maniac went into hiding somewhere on the continent after ending the war three hundred years ago.”

“Was the story you wanted to tell a story about the hero who ended the war 300 years ago?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you bringing up a story about someone you messed up with in the past? “It’s a waste of time.”

“past?”

The corners of Mukro’s mouth rose.

“okay. A person from the past. But we cannot be certain that he died at some time in the past.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s face became even more frowning.

But his mind was subtly disturbed.

“What are you talking about?”

“That rebellious bandit whom you, a maniac of speculation, calls the Emperor of Four Directions, has stolen one of the sacred objects of our church.”

“…!”

“Now that he has obtained that sacred item, his chances of survival are not nil.”

My heart was pounding.

It was fortunate that the Yellow Dragon was fully loaded so that it could attack at any moment. Otherwise, Mukro would have noticed my stronger heart movements.

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“Is the conversation over?”

“There is still more left. I found out later. “At some point, the meditative maniac who lived in seclusion on the continent was called the Yellow Dragon Emperor by you bugs.”

Mukro’s eyes sparkled with fire.

“Your martial arts skills are the complete opposite of my magic skills. “My magic technique is one of the ten great magic arts of Gwanghyeolgyo, and it is one of the few magic arts that has maintained the original form from the time when it was called blood religion.”

“….”

“And such a top-class magical skill is helpless in front of your martial skills.”

“I didn’t want to talk, I just wanted to mutter to myself.”

“If your martial arts were Buddhist or Taoist martial arts, your thoughts would not have reached this point. “Of course, your martial arts is pure martial arts, but it doesn’t seem like you have the supernormal ability of perm.”

Wooooow!

Mukro raised his demon energy.

“I will ask you directly. “Your martial arts skills… Are you a descendant of a meditative maniac?”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“Can we just start now?”

Muk-ro couldn’t read the truth in Yeon-ho-jeong’s reaction.

It feels like my eyes are covered in a hazy fog. Just listening to his eyes, attitude, and voice, it seemed like he had no interest in the Four Directions, let alone the blood religion.

Is this a highly deceptive tactic? I thought about it, but I also wondered if there was any need to deceive myself in this situation.

‘But no matter how you look at it…’

I have never heard that the martial arts of a contemplative maniac are the opposite of the martial arts of blood religion.

Rather, the demonic power of the blood god, who had faced complete death at that time, was an absolute demonic power that controlled ten thousand demons, and all demons were unable to show their strength in front of the blood god’s power.

So at first, I had doubts that Yeonhojeong’s martial arts were the martial arts of blood gods. Otherwise, it was difficult to understand this phenomenon.

However, when I looked closely, I noticed that his martial arts skills were clearly pure, and it was rather reminiscent of the nickname of the contemplative maniac that the continental people called Hwangryongje.

furthermore.

‘I thought I heard it at first glance… Byeoksanhojang’s martial arts skills are good at actual attack and defense.’

I couldn’t be sure.

The three schools were one and rivals, and it was a delicate relationship that kept each other in check while helping each other.

Naturally, the characteristics of each denomination were distinctly different, and among them, the Gwanghyeol Church often had no access to information from the continent as it was trying to solve internal problems.

Shinhwa and Saeum did not have the loyalty to intentionally tell us that. Although large-scale information was exchanged, small details or information that was of excessive benefit to the other party were strictly controlled.

‘I don’t know.’

I thought I could challenge my opponent.

But no. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like it would be difficult to get anything from Yeon Ho-jeong.

‘If he is indeed the disciple of the meditative maniac… If this guy’s martial arts skills are truly those of a meditative maniac.’

Mukro’s eyes sank gloomily.

“good night.”

thud!

Mukro, who had raised his fighting spirit with a strong advance, waved his hand.

“I will do my best to protect the being you are….”

Quaaang!

Mukro’s body was pushed back like crazy.

Yeon Ho-jeong swung his fist at high speed.

“I don’t like anyone who talks more than me.”

Geumryongimu attacked Mukro faster than ever before.

Qarring!