Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

71 – Death Priest (8)

“Four… maximum… year… ?”

The feeling of having been hit in the head with a blunt instrument for being so ridiculous.

A child who is less than half of the years he has lived, and who is not even the age of the contract… No, that’s why Mayang’s face hardened coldly at the more shocking verbal remarks.

I don’t want to show an ugly side to the cute sister-in-law and her students. Anger causes a small twitch in the corner of her eye.

Although Mayang maintains a beautiful appearance with internal energy, he has not reached the half-role phase, so the most sensitive issue, the seizure button.

I stare at the cheeky kid who doesn’t know if he’s afraid of the world who touched the ‘yeokrin’ that shouldn’t be touched if he expressed it luxuriously.

“The little frog in the well who has nothing but youth… You talk well.”

The air sinks heavy with the life force of the Murim people who have reached the level of absolute masters.

Wolhwa Island and Mayang’s disciples do not discriminate between friends and foes at the overwhelming anger of the strong man, and their bodies shrink as cold sweat flows down naturally.

Except for one fearless cripple, Bangool.

“A frog in a well does not know the breadth of the sea, but he knows the height of the sky.”

Calmly, the red sword from her left arm fluttered away, narrowing the distance between her.

A wolf is a wolf, and a tiger is a tiger, even if you live buried in the early night and don’t know the horrors of the world.

Beasts are not discouraged even if they die.

That’s why he calmly challenges Moorim’s seniors like the sky to the point of madness.

“Come on, Notang. I will send it to the back waters of the Yangtze River.”

A fever rises from the back of the neck. No more facial expression management. Mayang’s nerves, which had been focused only on Wang Miyang until now, are focused on Manchun in front of her.

Deciding that there was nothing more to listen to, Mayang tried to take a step forward to end it all at once, but….

“The cheeky little frog… Right Now… ?!”

It doesn’t move. By the time you noticed, it was already too late. Gravity and weight are applied differently only where Mayang is standing.

『Fudong Myeongwangbo』 – Ap(壓)

With the applied power obtained through training to release inner energy, instead of simply scattering, calculate the coordinates and focus the energy of the king on one person and press down.

Mayang may have thought that Manchun couldn’t understand the difference in level and was fussy, but it was the opposite. I was most wary of knowing the level difference.

If necessary, even if the opponent is overwhelmingly strong, he will risk his life to fight.

Budongmyeongwangbo is a technique that can only be activated when you step on the ground with your feet while releasing the raised ki.

If, before stepping on it, Mayang notices something strange, and strikes first. If you suppress the bloodline with the speedy seconds of Oknyeo Heart Sutra, it will end as it is.

… So, showing off the dark red energy of his left arm, teasing his tongue, confusing his opponent, gathering his spirit without noticing, he took the heavy steps of a king.

“Oops… Not like… !!”

Of course, even if you do this sh*t, the basic specs are so different that it just surprises you. It just creates a momentary gap.

… But that’s okay.

Because I needed that brief break.

Leaning down, kicking off the ground with its healthy left foot, it charges at once as if flying low. Go straight past Mayang’s side and roll on the ground.

“Even, escape-?!”

He acted as if he was going to attack right away. The disciples of Mayang, who watched the scene of the sudden run away, were embarrassed and shouted loudly.

‘Ah, no… That’s not running away!!’

Looking at Mancheon, the cold, shining tan eyes reminiscent of animals pass by in the tear-soaked golden eyes of Wolhwa.

Those eyes weren’t those of a baby seal rolling around to avoid predators. That figure is a brave hedgehog aiming for prey. Itself-!!

Of course, Mancheon did not give up on the game.

Rolling on the ground militantly, the eyes are focused on Manchun, who appeared splendidly, and quickly snatches away the blond beautiful girl teacher, Miyang Wang, who was left on the ground with a bloody point.

‘I said they would be sent to the backwaters of the Yangtze River, but I didn’t say I would send them away.’

Rescue Wang Mi-yang, who was suppressed by blood. From the beginning, this was the purpose.

“…… ?!!”

Wang Mi-yang’s pupils are greatly shaken by an unexpected situation in which a disciple of Heo-jeop, who has less than half of Mayang’s skills, does not run away and comes to save her. But it’s too early to be surprised.

That’s also because Mancheon put her hands in Wang Mi-yang’s armpits between her breasts and shoulders and kneaded them softly but strongly.

“?!?!?!?!”

Quickly massage her breasts and armpits while releasing her internal energy. A soft yet hard sensation is felt through the palm of your hand.

As for the excuse, Wang Mi-yang can’t speak at the moment, look at her stiff body. She had been punctured in points located in her chest, armpit, and shoulder, possibly a shoulder acupoint or a talar acupuncture point.

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If she’s good at divination, how can she figure out where she got stung?

I just need to release that part, but unfortunately, I only knew the location of the blood points, and I didn’t have time, so I was rushing into it like this.

Fortunately, I had already prepared to some extent to solve the point on my own.

“Eh, where are you touching-?!”

With the help of a massage, Wang Mi-yang, who was freed from her paralysis, pushed her mancheon away, dyeing her face red.

“This is an emergency, so please take a look.”

Mancheon was genuinely delighted with the teacher’s sonorous voice, with a smile on his face.

“… ….”

Seeing that, Wang Mi-yang was embarrassed and her cheeks were still red, but as if she couldn’t help it, she stretched out her small hand and stroked Man-cheon’s head.

“I had a hard time…. Thank you.”

Then, she gets out of his arms and moves forward, fluttering the hem of his clothes.

“Can you win?”

In response to the voice of the only disciple coming from behind, the space splits from the tip of Miyang Wang’s left hand.

Pajik-Pajik-!!

Revenge of the teacher, traitor of the monk. In order to put those feelings behind and not to show any more shame as a long-time leader of the Jeonjinkyo.

With the mind of the Myungkyungsoo walking on the lake, he answers calmly with countless stars on his back.

Ideal ice skating rink (履霜破氷掌)

“… There is.”

The Big Dipper of true progress reappears in Moorim.

***

Mayang could not understand the current situation.

‘Where did this go wrong?’

The beginning was perfect.

Using Yong Yeon, he threw the village into chaos and easily subdued Wang Mi-yang, who was unaware of the existence of Gomyo-pa martial arts.

Unexpectedly, Namgung Soso, who had excellent skills, was also eliminated through Yongyeon.

… But in an instant, everything went awry.

Chun Kwon and Ok Hyung, who judged that they would win easily, were beaten, and Wang Mi-yang was even freed from bloodshed.

As a sister-in-law, Mayang knows well the skills of her sister-in-law Wang Mi-yang.

The reason we were able to win easily in the beginning was thanks to the lack of information. Even if her martial arts skills were bad, she was not Wang Mi-yang, who would be beaten twice by the same number.

… That doesn’t mean she’s losing, but things have gotten a lot worse.

The winning battle is gradually reversing.

Mayang is the man who created this whole situation.

A crippled kid standing behind Wang Mi-yang, who is approaching with ferocious momentum… No, he looked at Sima Manchuan (司馬瞞天).

… Ten thousand thousand (瞞天), covering the sky. What an ominous and arrogant name.

My head, which was filled with anger until just now, suddenly calms down.

“Chunqiu, borrow your sword. And the rest is Cheon Kwon and Ok Hyung’s first aid.”

A master of swordsmanship who has mastered both the swordsmanship of the Jeonjin-gyo and Gomyo-pa. When Mayang pulled out his sword, it meant that he would deal with the opponent sincerely.

The experiences and senses accumulated over the years whisper. Instinctively realize

If we don’t kill Mancheon here and now, it will be a big regret.

Accept the sword that the frightened disciple hesitantly handed over to you. He blooms the Death Star, Sword River (劍罡).

If it’s Sega, it’s Gazoo, if it’s Moonpa, it’s Moonin Jang. An existence that can be treated anywhere in the world.

The Moorim people who reached the top even at the peak are narrowing the distance from each other.

A shove that breaks everything and a fiercely blue blade collide….

“Whoa… That’s it. I ran and I was terribly out of breath.”

… Nothing happened.

Wide shoulders, a stocky body, and a short beard. An elderly man who wears a guru’s outfit, but doesn’t suit him at all, and exudes a rough atmosphere.

He is one of the ten greatest masters in the world, and a martial god who is said to have learned a thousand martial arts.

The Murim lord, Jaro, personally intervenes in the fight.

***

Shortly after Jang-sam, an elder of the Ilwolshinkyo, left after kicking out Dang-oh and worrying about Man-cheon.

One of the Murim Three Bandits, Invincible and Invincible, spoke to a handsome man with pale skin like a corpse with an awkward smile.

“Uh… He’s not crazy, and he shouldn’t kill people carelessly. It’s better to solve things that can be solved through dialogue. -What do you think of the joke?”

Currently an invincible employer, he infiltrated the Ilwol Godism for his own purposes and rose to the rank of elder.

Eon Mu-yong, the ten elders from the Jinju language family, frowned at the unknown question.

“What kind of joke is that?”

“Actually, my acquaintance? I joked with someone I knew. I don’t like the reaction. Please listen to whether it’s funny or not.”

When someone showed interest in the joke he came up with, Moo-myeong happily explained.

“To be precise, it is an interactive joke that can only be completed with the addition of the following words – ‘You can live, so you can’t just kill people recklessly’ and ‘It’s a loss to work without getting paid.'”

“The funny thing about this joke is that it says that you shouldn’t kill people recklessly in the subject of killing people. .”

Perhaps deciding that there was nothing more to hear, Eonmuyong cut off the nameless words.

“Stop, it’s not funny. Explaining a joke in the first place means that it is a failed joke. Don’t do it in the future.”

Unknown’s eyes and shoulders grow sullen and droop at the merciless criticism.

“Hey… Please don’t say anything too bad. The body is indestructible, but the mind is not.”

“Stop talking nonsense, and get out of here. The Murim Lord has appeared.”

“Uh… that is… i know.”

“… What?”

The nameless eyes looking in the direction where the Murim lord is are shining darkly. It was the eyes of the killer.

“If you want… The plan will go wrong, but I can kill you as requested…. Maybe.”