Constituent contract - Chapter 785
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Episode 785: The Brain-Cutting Kill
To see if a horse’s bloodline is pure, look at the number of arms it has. A common horse has only two arms, while a strong horse has four. A horse with six arms is extremely rare, and a horse with eight arms is the best of all horses.
Although he had the training of the late Seoncheonkyung and was almost like Yongjin, he was a fearsome man because he had the bloodline of the ancient times.
Those who took on this kind of arm wrestling were all proud geniuses who held a secret weapon.
However, even the strong with such high self-esteem had to pay a high price for challenging the Palbigakma. The odds of winning were nine in a thousand, meaning that only nine out of a thousand top-tier geniuses survived. That was how scary the Palbigakma was.
Yongjin attacked with all his might. He raised his fighting power to the limit and added more units to his body. If he didn’t do this, he wouldn’t be able to handle the power of the eight-legged horse.
But even with the addition of the brain power, Yongjin’s entire body was covered in blood. The eight-legged horse, refined into a puppet, was so perverted that it showed no weaknesses. Yongjin attacked with all his might, but could not break through the defense.
Even if I pulled out my sword and cut it, I wouldn’t be able to cut that corpse-like body. Even if I kept cutting, the body of the Palbigakma was harder than the Dharma tool, so I wouldn’t be able to swing my sword a few times before the Dharma tool’s long sword would break.
puck.
The eight-armed horse joined forces to attack, and eventually Yongjin fell out, spewing blood. His shoulder blade broke and pierced his skin.
Yongjin immediately retreated and used the Brain Jeongsunshin to buy time, then recovered from his injuries with the vitality within the chaos space.
Yongjin was addicted to the classics. The whole body of the eight-legged horse was as solid as iron, and there was no weakness to be seen. Yongjin’s technique, famous for his egg-breaking feet, was also useless.
He kicked the vital point of the eight-legged horse with his foot, but it was as painful as kicking two sledgehammers the size of goose eggs. Yongjin was so angry that he could almost curse at the thought of his heart being so hard.
Yongjin fought with his teeth clenched, trying to find the weakness of the Palbigakma. Then he discovered that the Palbigakma was a corpse, so it had no sense of pain and was not injured.
What was most frustrating was that even after fighting for over an hour, the spirit of the eight-legged horse did not diminish at all. On the other hand, Yongjin was already a little tired from the intense fighting.
“If no tricks work, you have no choice but to fight with all your might.”
After fighting fiercely for a while, Yongjin discovered that no other strategy worked except to fight hard.
Yongjin shouted and swung the long sword he was holding hard. Then, there was an explosion and the eight-legged horse flew away with a large hole as deep as half a foot in its body.
But there was no blood. Furthermore, despite being hit by the sword, the guy’s vitality did not weaken at all. His movements were also not affected at all.
If a wound as deep as half a foot were to hit a human body, it would be cut in two. However, for the giant Palbigakma, the wound was not that serious. Not even a bone could be seen.
Yongjin’s heart sank. If things continued like this, he would have to cast Gaechon eight times in a row to cut the guy down and split his body. And that would only be possible with the guy’s cooperation.
With the remaining spirit energy, he can only cast Gaechon eight times. However, after casting, the spirit energy will be exhausted. If Palbigakma doesn’t die even after doing that, he will be the one who will die. The possibility of killing Palbigakma in this way was very slim.
The eight-legged horse had already been refined into a puppet, but its fighting instinct still remained. It had the fighting power of the original statue, and it had to be stabbed in one spot eight times in a row to inflict damage. It was ridiculously difficult.
If he is this strong even though he only has 80% of his fighting power left, how strong was he when he was alive?
Yongjin realized once again how little he knew about this world.
Yongjin, constantly avoiding the arm wrestling match, started looking for the guy’s weak points once again.
But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t find any loopholes.
If it were alive, it might have had weaknesses due to its empathy and emotions, but now it was just a puppet, so there was no such weakness.
Yongjin took a deep breath. There was no other way. He had no choice but to use his last resort.
“Heat Flame Brain!”
Yongjin unleashed his Brain Power in the air, dodging the attacks of the Eight-legged Horse, and at the same time, he locked both of his hands. As the fire sectors continued to coalesce, the Flame Thunder Brain was summoned.
A huge fire prison covered the eight-legged horse. Yongjin gasped for breath with a slightly pale face.
The Flame Brain was a type of spatial magic, so it could not be moved after the magic was used. Since it only covered one area, if there was no Eight-legged Horse in the Fire Prison, all efforts would be in vain.
It was not easy to pin down an opponent during a fight, especially in close-range hand-to-hand combat.
Moreover, since this was the first time he had been so generous with his flame brain, Yongjin’s eternity and soul power were consumed in an instant. Yongjin, who had become weak, felt a pain in his head as if it was going to split. It was the pain caused by too much soul power being consumed.
Trapped in the flame brain, the eight-legged horse constantly tried to break the iron bars to escape. However, it was unable to break the chains made of flame.
At this time, the intensity of the flame-blowing attack was not the intensity of the test. Yongjin used all his might to cast it. This strike was Yongjin’s strongest strike.
The eight-legged horse trapped in the fire prison madly struck the fire prison alternately to the left and right. The guy’s body was covered in flames and began to burn.
As the body of the eight-legged horse began to burn, Yongjin was able to relax a little. The puppet was not afraid of the power of the brain. Its body was also incredibly strong. If even the flame-burning brain had no effect, Yongjin would have been truly finished.
Boom, bang, bang.
The eight-legged horse kept bumping into the edge of the prison, but the edge of the prison was also made up of numerous flame sectors, so it could not escape.
Yongjin was able to discover the puppet’s weakness at this time. When a puppet is trapped, it instinctively struggles. If this continues, Palbigakma will definitely die.
Yongjin’s flame division came from the earth and had endless power. If he were a practitioner, he would have already been softened. Even a third-rank heavenly practitioner would not be able to stop it.
However, the body of the eight-legged horse was surprisingly strong, and even though its entire body was burning, it continued to shock the flame brain in order to escape.
As the eight-armed horse struck with all its might, the fire prison shook surprisingly. The force was strong enough to shake the underground main hall. However, no matter how much the guy shook the bars with his eight arms, the solid flame brain did not move.
“If it weren’t for the Flame Brain, I would have been buried here today. Why is the Eight-legged Horse so scary? Is it really a congenital disease?”
Yongjin’s confidence was hit for the first time. How could there be such a thing as a Palbigakma? Why had he never heard of such a thing outside?
Although there were manuscript myths that the Great War of the Demons took place, they were all just legends. The demon designs drawn were also created by humans using their imagination, and were not accurate.
“Is the devil a being that can stand against God? Otherwise, how could there be a war between gods and demons?”
Yongjin had a bad feeling. When he was in Sojok, the old chief had told him that it was a test paper for the ancient geniuses.
In ancient times, the spiritual energy was abundant and the civilization of practice was brilliant, so the training that geniuses received was worlds apart from today. If the disciples of the past were treated like princes, the disciples of today are treated like beggars.
The fact that the Great War took place means that the Demons were strong enough to stand against the Gods at the time. So then… … .
When the eight-legged horse struggled several times but was unable to escape the flame brain, it suddenly let out a roar and took a few steps back, then fired a brilliant light from the horn on its head. A single ray of light flew towards Yongjin through the fire prison.
Yongjin was startled and quickly dodged to the side.
The light passed through the dragon like a sword and hit the wall. The wall, which could not be destroyed by external force, had a hole so deep that it was impossible to tell the depth. The hole was smooth, as if it had been cut by a sword.
If Yongjin had reacted slowly, he would have been pierced by the light in an instant. A chill ran down his spine. If he had been touched by the light, Yongjin would have probably lost his life.
I don’t know what power it had, but that light could destroy a solid wall. That light had a power I’d never seen before.
Only then did Yongjin realize why he had been so anxious. When he had read the introduction about the Palbigakma, he had overlooked a very important fact.
Before passing through the gate, the description of the eight-legged horse said that even a third-ranked celestial warrior would only have a nine-in-a-thousandth chance of winning. At that time, Yongjin thought that the third-ranked celestial warrior in the description was someone like Su-gwan-ji or Hyeol-yu. He thought that the only people who could overcome the nine-in-a-thousandthth chance of winning were people like Hyeol-yu or Hwang-gun-mo.
But the important thing is that the past and the present are different. The test of the age of the ancients was aimed at the geniuses, not the disciples of the present, in the Dharma-ending era when the civilization of cultivation was almost cut off. The eight-legged horse shot a pillar of light from its horn, changing the close-range battle into a long-range battle. Yongjin felt that things were not simple.
Yongjin narrowly avoided another pillar of light. The cave wall was shattered by the pillar of light. Yongjin’s complexion grew increasingly worse. The frequency and speed of the Palbigakma’s light attacks were so unbelievably fast that Yongjin began to panic.
The light was full of the threat of death. It was so strong that even one blast of it would shatter a body into pieces.
As the attacks of the eight-legged horse grew faster and faster, Yongjin gritted his teeth and locked his hands. While concentrating his remaining eternity and soul power, he poured out all of his body’s energy and blood to move the flame sector with the power of blood and energy.
“Fire and destruction!”
As Yongjin shouted, the fire prison in the air began to shrink rapidly, becoming as small as a birdcage, pressing down on the eight-legged horse like crazy.
The fire prison was shrinking and tightening, so the eight-horned horse could no longer emit light from its horn.