Disciple of the Celestial Demon - Chapter 235



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Episode 235. One and a Hundred (3)

Winter had passed and spring had come, but even taking that into account, the temperature in Cheon Sang Bi Mu Dae was abnormally hot right now.

Hwarurur-.

The cause was the salt horse map that Cheon Myeong-myeong was holding.

The blade of flame that covered the sword and was burning intensely was now rapidly raising the temperature inside.

‘It’s hotter… … !’

There was a considerable distance between the stage and the audience.

But the heat was felt not only by those sitting in the front, but also by those sitting in the back.

How hot does it have to be to transmit heat across such a wide area?

This level of heat was transmitted to the audience, and it seemed like the non-stage area was no different from hell.

“……!”

Cheon Il-myeong was looking at Yeomma-do with wide eyes.

Although he could feel the intense heat right in front of him, Cheon Il-myeong couldn’t see it at the moment.

The important thing is that your own inspection is blocked.

Cheon Il-myeong couldn’t believe that his own sword, the Honwonbalgeom, had been cut by that blazing sword.

“No way… is that crossing the river?”

Soon, Cheon Il-myeong asked, half in doubt.

The only thing that can cut down the energy is the energy itself.

That means that the energy currently in the Taoist temple is also in the realm of the river.

“okay.”

“……!”

Cheon Il-myeong couldn’t help but widen his eyes at Cheon Myeong-myeong’s answer.

Who would have thought that after the sword fight, they would be able to spread it to the river crossing?

The sight of Cheon Myeong-myeong handling two energies with such different characteristics at the same time was already far beyond the normal category.

“Cheonmyeongmyeong… What on earth are you?”

By handling both the sword and the sword at the same time, he was able to reach a level where he could use both to his advantage.

As if he was facing an unknown being, Cheon Il-myeong’s voice was trembling slightly.

“The one who will knock you down.”

“……!”

“And this is the body that will become the leader of the Magical Cult.”

Cheon Il-myeong’s expression suddenly distorted at that answer.

Sreung-.

The person who will become the leader of the Magic Church is you.

Cheon Il-myeong put the sword back in its scabbard, then immediately pulled it out and swung it.

A dark cloud made of magic and a pitch-black river of energy that reaches Cheonmyeongmyeong within it.

Cheon Myeong-myeong swung the Wind Demon Sword horizontally first, just like before.

Phew-.

Then, a storm raged in the hall once again.

The dark clouds made of magic instantly disappeared in the storm, and the strong energy hidden within them was immediately revealed.

Hwarurur-.

Cheon Myeong-Myeong accurately struck down the Yeomma Sword towards the revealed Gang-gi.

For a moment, it seemed like the situation was tense, but in an instant, the momentum was cut off and it disappeared into a handful of ash.

“……!”

Not once, but twice, the Honwonbalgeom was completely blocked.

As if the fact was a huge shock to him, Cheon Il-myeong was speechless for a while before shouting at Cheon Myeong-myeong in an angry voice.

“How… how do you stop it so easily?”

It was the first time I felt so helpless.

Could it be that the swordsmanship that he had believed to be the strongest was actually just another common swordsmanship technique?

Cheon Il-myeong couldn’t help but think that way since even the Honwonbalgeom he had trusted was completely blocked.

“Didn’t I tell you? I’ve been preparing to take you down.”

“……?”

“You cannot defeat me as long as you use the Honwon Sword Technique.”

It was a meaningful statement.

It may have sounded like he was simply provoking himself, but Cheon Il-myeong instinctively recognized something.

Swish-.

At that moment, Cheon Il-myeong’s gaze turned to somewhere.

At the very top of the VIP seats. Cheon Il-myeong met Cheon Si-rang’s eyes, who was sitting there.

‘no way…….’

The reason why Cheon Myeong-Myeong was able to block his own sword so perfectly was quite simple when you think about it.

Could it be that someone taught Cheon Myeong-Myeong a way to block his own inspection?

There were not many people who learned the Honwon Sword Technique, a martial art of the Chocheon family.

If you look at those who have learned swordsmanship at a similar or higher level than you, the number of people will decrease even further.

“…….”

Cheon Dae-seong and Cheon Si-rang. It was clear that one of the two had taught Cheon Myeong-myeong the method of dealing with the Honwon Sword Technique.

Of course, Cheon Dae-seong would never do something like that, and if that were the case, there was only one person left.

From the gaze directed at him now, Cheon Il-myeong could instinctively realize that the person was Cheon Si-rang.

“What the…….”

When he realized why his swordsmanship was being blocked so helplessly by Cheon Il-myeong, Cheon Il-myeong’s face instantly turned red.

I never thought I would feel this much anger.

Cheon Il-myeong felt an incredible sense of betrayal at the fact that it was none other than Abi who had hit him in the back of the head.

“I think I’m finally starting to understand the situation.”

“…….”

“So, what do we do now?”

It was as if he was saying that he had the upper hand.

When he realized why Cheon Il-myeong could be so arrogant, Cheon Il-myeong seemed to become even angrier.

“…Don’t climb up!”

Cheon Il-myeong put the sword back into its scabbard with a shout of anger.

He realized why his swordsmanship was so ineffective, but he had no intention of changing his swordsmanship because of that.

The Honwon Sword Technique is a sword technique learned by the person ranked first in the hierarchy. Therefore, it is the strongest sword technique of the Magic Cult.

If you can block it by learning a shallow method, how can that be called the strongest swordsmanship?

Here, he planned to kill Cheon Myeong-myeong and prove that his swordsmanship was the best.

“…It seems like you still don’t fully understand the situation.”

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When Cheon Il-myeong tried to use the Honwonbal Sword again, Cheon Myeong-myeong muttered and took a stance.

At that moment, the internal temperature becomes hotter than before.

On the other hand, the flames surrounding Yeomma-do’s sword had shrunk in size compared to before.

Hwarurur-.

Yanghwajangdo. Cheonmyeongmyeong was currently compressing the heat wave to its extreme.

However, unlike when he had previously faced Cheon Seol-han, it was impossible to compress his energy to the limit.

Because compressing a river was several times more difficult than compressing pottery.

So, although the blade was larger than before, the sword was loaded with firepower that was incomparable to that of before.

Phew-.

At that time, an unusual energy flowed out from the Cheon Il Myeong sword.

Even though the sword had not yet been drawn, powerful magical energy was already bursting out of its scabbard as if it was about to explode.

“……!”

People watching the scene from afar could feel it instinctively.

Both of them are betting their lives on this one move, and the fact that this will decide the outcome.

The first one to draw his sword on the stage where strong heat and magic were swirling was Cheon Il-myeong.

phut-!

As Cheon Il-myeong pulled out his sword, the scabbard shattered into pieces.

The scabbard eventually broke, unable to withstand the magical energy that had been gathered to its limit.

Due to the aftermath, Cheon Il-myeong’s left hand was also shocked and blood flowed out, but Cheon Il-myeong seemed to not care and focused only on drawing the sword.

Kwajijik-!

It was a pitch-black river that seemed like it would swallow everything up.

The impact caused the stage to shatter beyond recognition, like a crack forming in a frozen lake.

A strong dark cloud of energy is heading towards Cheon Myeong-myeong, destroying the stage.

Almost at the same time that Cheon Il-myeong swung his sword, Cheon Myeong-myeong also swung his sword.

Phew-.

A horizontal sword swing.

A blast of blue energy flew towards the direction the sword was swung.

Cheon Il-myeong predicted his victory because the size and momentum of the attack were so weak compared to the energy he had unleashed.

Chijijik-!

Almost at the center of the stage, blue light, strong energy, and pitch-black energy collided.

At first, it seemed like they were equal, but the balance was soon broken and the blue energy slowly began to fall behind.

‘It’s the end.’

Cheon Il-myeong smiled silently as he looked at that sight.

Hwarurur-.

At that time, Cheon Il Myeong struck down Yeom Ma Do.

A red light blasted out in the direction the attack was headed, and it instantly pushed away the blue light blast from behind.

Two strong energies that have now taken the shape of the number ten.

At that moment, the two energies completely merged and began to change form.

“……!”

It was the strong energy of Cheongyeon (靑炎).

The blue flames spread with a firepower and size incomparable to before, and at one moment, they began to push away the pitch-black energy.

His eyes widened in disbelief at the sight.

Anxiety began to arise in Cheon Il-myeong’s mind again, and as it responded to his body, he took a step back without realizing it.

Hwaak-.

In the end, the pitch-black energy was completely swallowed up by the blue flames.

But the momentum of the flame has not yet completely died down.

Seeing the blue flames flying towards him, Cheon Il-myeong hurriedly raised his sword.

“……!”

I was barely able to raise my sword and protect my body before Kang-gi arrived.

However, Cheon Il-myeong’s body was pushed backwards with even greater acceleration due to the tremendous momentum, and he could not withstand it even if he held the sword with both hands.

‘… It’s hot.’

My hands felt like they were going to burn.

I wanted to put down my sword at that moment because of the heat, but if I did, the flames would immediately engulf my entire body.

However, regardless of one’s will, the flames slowly cover the sword.

Soon, the flames reached Cheon Il-myeong’s hands.

“…Cheonmyeongmyeong!”

The cry of a thousand days echoed throughout the room.

But that cry was immediately engulfed in a raging flame, and soon Cheon Il-myeong’s figure was engulfed in flames and was no longer visible.

Hwarurur-.

The flames were not satisfied with just consuming Cheon Il Myeong, as they continued flying towards the audience.

And of all things, Kang-gi is flying towards the VIP seats.

Cheon Dae-seong sat there with an expressionless face, watching the fireworks flying before his eyes.

Whoosh-.

Just as Kang-gi was about to hit the VIP seat, someone swung their sword to block his way.

“……!”

The person blocking the VIP seats was Nakcheonmun.

Even though he was blocking the strong energy by pulling out his sword, it seemed that even the person known as the second-in-command of the Magic Cult was not able to block the strong energy of the blue flame all at once.

However, the momentum had decreased considerably compared to the beginning, and Nakcheonmun barely succeeded in getting rid of the strong energy.

‘The result is…?’

I was so focused on blocking the strong wind heading towards the VIP seats that I momentarily missed the sword.

Cheon Myeong-myeong was immediately discovered standing on the chaotic stage, but Cheon Il-myeong was nowhere to be found.

“……!”

But soon, Nakcheonmun was able to discover Cheon Il-myeong.

No, for a moment, Nakcheonmun only wondered if that was really Cheon Il Myeong.

It’s the same for other people too.

An object that had collapsed helplessly outside the stage, its entire body covered in charcoal black as if it were burnt charcoal. Nakcheonmun cautiously approached it.

“…….”

Nakcheonmun stares at the object without saying a word.

Although his entire body was burnt black and it was difficult to recognize his original appearance, it was undoubtedly Cheon Il-myeong.

After realizing that he didn’t feel even the slightest movement from him, Nakcheonmun turned his head towards the stage again.

“…The winner, Cheon Myeong Myeong!”

The name that rings out loud in the hall.

It was a moment when the name Cheon Myeong Myeong left its mark in the history of the Magic Church.

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