A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 329



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329.

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“No, why are you asking for a knife so loudly? You could have just kept quiet. Here it is.”

Jo Jin-pyeong covered his face in embarrassment and handed over the knife.

“thanks.”

Jang Seo gave a brief greeting and walked forward.

Sreung!

Then he drew his sword and threw it aside without even looking at the cumbersome scabbard.

“Huh?!”

The eyes of the Wiji-gyeong and the warriors who reflexively grabbed it poured out in bewilderment.

‘What the hell is this kid?’

‘How dare you treat someone else’s sword so carelessly. You have no respect for swords!’

All of the people gathered here are swordsmen who are crazy about swords. Moreover, this is Baekdo.

For those who had learned swordsmanship and etiquette together, Jang Yi-seo’s action of throwing away his scabbard was incomprehensible.

To him, who took up a knife to survive, it was just a weapon. It had no other meaning.

“hmm…….”

Jang stood in front of the zelkova tree with a calm expression. Then he absentmindedly looked for traces.

‘What on earth does this mean?’

And as time goes on in that state, there is commotion everywhere.

Because to anyone who sees it, it looks like they’re just standing there, not knowing what to do.

But there was another real reason.

‘Why are you doing this… … .’

It’s not that I don’t understand the sword, quite the opposite.

It was because I understood it so well.

I couldn’t not know.

Because the identity of this black mark that spread like roots is… … .

‘Why are you imitating brainwashing?!’

Thunderbolt method.

That was because it was the martial arts he had learned and Han Moo-young’s secret weapon!

I had my doubts from the first time I saw it.

Every time he swung his sword, yin and yang energy began to gather around him, and soon, brain power began to stir within the sword.

Even if others don’t know, it’s impossible to fool the eyes of Jang I-seo, the successor.

The leader was definitely imitating the art of creation.

Even after the demonstration was over, I couldn’t believe it so I came closer and examined the traces on the tree.

But after seeing it, it became even more accurate. This was definitely a brain attack.

of course.

‘That’s not how you do the Harmony Technique. You have to generate the yin and yang energy from within, not from the outside. If you do this, not only will it be less powerful, but it will take longer to prepare, and you won’t be able to use it properly.’

From Jang Yi-seo’s perspective, the successor to the original, many things seemed awkward.

But that wasn’t the important thing.

‘How on earth does the leader know about brain warfare? Does he also know his master?’

When I thought about it, I thought that might be possible.

The death row inmate, Cheonma Jin Woo-gwang, is a second generation of the war-torn generation in terms of age. On the other hand, his master, Han Mu-yeong, is a first generation of the chaos, like Shin Ju-o-jeol.

Moreover, wasn’t he originally a member of the political faction? They may have known each other before he left for the Demonic Cult.

I would like to run over there right now and ask questions.

“What are you doing standing there? If you don’t know how to do anything, why don’t you sing a song and come in!”

“Kekekeke.”

Criticism began from some warriors, including Wi Ji-gyeong.

It was a sloppy way of saying that he wasn’t qualified to be in the royal guard.

I’m not the type to go along with such childish farces.

‘If you really have to confirm it, then I have no choice but to show it to you.’

The reason he came here was to prevent the leader from stepping down.

But he, of all people, said that what I showed him yesterday wasn’t enough, so I decided to please him one more time.

But it is not a brainwashing method. It is impossible for the original creator to imitate the derivative.

Jang-seo decided to focus on the leader himself. His brain power was crude, but his sword was real.

To be honest, there were some things I watched that left me speechless.

‘It certainly started as a branch, but ended as a divine sword.’

How could that be? Jang-seo thought that the answer lay in the person himself, not in the equipment.

He slowly raised his sword.

“what?”

Then, people from all over the place opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

And soon.

“Phuha!”

In an instant, laughter erupted from everyone’s mouths.

Because Jang Yi-seo was holding a sword in both hands and slowly swinging it down from above his head, completely unrelated to the sword dance.

It’s not even worth noting. It’s not bad, but it’s not special either.

In short, a nobody.

“This isn’t something a ten-year-old would do. What do you mean by the Three-Way Sword Technique? Hahahaha!”

Wi Ji-gyeong spat out abusive language mixed with mockery.

But.

“hmm?”

The expressions of those who had been laughing with me began to change strangely.

He was clearly smiling, but the corners of his mouth were gradually lowering.

‘What the heck, why are you guys like this?’

As the embarrassed Wi Ji-gyeong turned his head, his mouth also opened wider.

“What is this! Why is it coming from that kid… … .”

He couldn’t bring himself to say it all. No, he didn’t want to admit it.

The reason is unknown, but it is because Jang-seo saw an image of someone he could never resemble.

Maengju County Office.

That’s exactly what he looks like!

Everyone was dumbfounded by the completely incomprehensible situation.

Jin Ja-ryang and Namgung Shin were trembling.

The chief secretary, who had been watching from the side for a long time, added more.

‘Immature. From the way he holds the sword to the way he cuts. He hasn’t been holding it for long. Despite that, he is as straight as pure white and as flexible as a dragon god. Even the habit of his slight trembling matches. This is definitely the leader! How could the author… … !’

What should I say about this? It’s like a leader who has just picked up a sword for the first time.

The coincidences are so bizarre it’s dizzying.

At this point, I would believe it even if you said it was a hidden bloodline. No, even if it was bloodline, could it be this similar?

Something that absolutely defies common sense.

But the one who made the impossible possible was Jang Il-seo.

To be precise, his monstrous body and senses remembered it.

Woohoo!

The hundreds of small intestines inside my body roar, and I feel each and every single hair vividly.

I didn’t think of anything else at all.

He just thought of the leader he had been watching.

Fall into a state of nothingness and the result!

Jang Yi-seo copied the leader.

How was this possible? The reason was simple.

The Book of Changes.

It wasn’t just Cheonma Shingong who reached a new level after going through hellish training for the past three years.

The reverse trend has also achieved remarkable growth.

In order to survive, he had to resemble Cheonma in every way. By feeling, learning, and imitating him, Jang Yi-seo’s adversity reached a new level.

A reverse-engineering technique that allows you to completely imitate your opponent, even if it only lasts for a moment.

I’m talking about the imaginary body energy!

Of course, what you can imitate is only your senses and physical abilities. You can’t even bring about enlightenment in the other person.

But this alone was an enormous power that would astonish the world.

Anyway, because I can do things that are impossible for me these days by imitating others.

Moreover, since the memory of that moment does not disappear, one experience alone could lead to tremendous growth.

Although the time and degree of imitation varies depending on who the opponent is, and after it ends, you will be unable to handle the situation for a while and become as weak as a piece of paper.

But at least for the time being, I became a perfect stranger.

Just like right now!

Jang-seo, who had already finished cutting the bell.

To everyone’s astonishment, he slowly moved his sword again.

It is none other than Maengju Hyeoncheong.

I didn’t want to waste his senses.

I wanted to unfold it just one more time.

The same path I felt when I cut through the granite.

I’m talking about the Sword of God!

Sigh.

The sword is twisted at an angle.

It wasn’t even a bet, it was just a trivial gesture, but everyone swallowed dry saliva and cowered.

I was overwhelmed.

His appearance of becoming one with the leader, even if only temporarily!

And at that moment, a lightning-like light appeared in Jang Yi-seo’s eyes!

Suwaaaaak!

A ray of light was drawn diagonally upwards!

Wow!

Then, the sword fragments scattered like star dust with a clear tone.

“… … !”

The audience is shocked.

And Jang-seo, who had woken up from his state of trance, looked down at the sword he was holding in his hand.

Is it a success…?

‘No. It was a failure. I found it with a sword, but the sword couldn’t withstand it. Why?’

A silent shock lingers in my mind.

The feeling was certain. It was a single sword unleashed with none other than the intuition of a leader.

I thought it would definitely succeed.

Just one more time.

If I could draw it just one more time… … .

A strong urge tickles my hands.

However, unlike my heart, my head knew.

358 small danjeons that emit oxidized energy like smoke.

This means that the situation has already reached its limit.

‘I can’t help but feel the cool breeze as if it were a blade.’

As the magic circle disappears, the body that was once as indestructible as a diamond and impervious to swords becomes soft like tofu.

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this much physical pain.

‘Still, it’s better than the death penalty.’

There was a time when he performed a martial arts technique against a Cheonma and passed out, spitting out blood.

Although the level of the reverse mirror has risen, it has not been able to completely imitate him.

In any case, even if we unfold it again in its current state, it is something that can never be accomplished.

I guess I’ll just have to be satisfied with getting one more step closer to the Sword of God.

“What, what did you see?”

“What the hell just happened… … .”

Of course, everyone who was watching was confused and rubbing their eyes.

Even the General was standing there with his mouth wide open, so it seemed like something huge had passed, but no one saw it clearly.

Wi Ji-gyeong forced the corners of her lips upward and shouted urgently.

“What is this? I thought you were going to show me something great. But you’re just some kid who can’t even handle his skills properly! You’re blowing the wrong spell into an unpolished sword and it’s going to break! Right?”

Is that so? That makes sense. Sometimes, if you make a mistake while betting on a gold-plated sword, it will break into pieces like that.

At the moment when Ollyunhoe tried to smile and agree.

“Shut up, Wijikyung.”

Namgung Shin, who had been watching quietly, let out a fierce rebuke.

“uh……?”

“If you don’t have any sense, then at least shut your mouth.”

“Oh my god… … .”

Wi Ji-gyeong looks at him pitifully with a deep sense of betrayal. Namgung Shin turns his head away coldly.

Does it matter that the sword is broken?

no.

‘I couldn’t have stopped that sword.’

If the sword that Jang Seo unleashed a moment ago had flown towards me, my body would have definitely been split in two.

This was important.

‘white book…….’

It was the moment when his name fell like a mountain on the shoulders of Namgung Shin, who was of imperial blood.

Of course, this doesn’t only apply to him.

‘What on earth is that sword… … .’

The shock of Jin Ja-ryang, who had eyes that could read the sword, was even greater.

It was because I couldn’t understand Jang Yi-seo’s sword at all.

It was obvious. It was a strangely twisted and bizarre sword path that wasn’t even a straight line. It was the worst possible trajectory that couldn’t possibly be optimal.

Yet it was faster than any other sword.

“What a great friend you are.”

“hmm.”

Jin Ja-ryang nodded in agreement to Song Ok’s words standing next to him.

At this, the audience fell silent again.

Clearly, they were the same age as me, but I had never heard of that name, Baekseo.

That name has now become one that I can never forget for the rest of my life.

of course.

The gaze of the leader of the county became even heavier.