Namgung Se-ga is the Greatest Genius of all Time - Chapter 162



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Episode 162

Episode 162.

I confirmed through my telescope that battles were taking place everywhere, and I quickened my pace.

On the way to the palace, I had to walk countless steps. If I were to freely use my divine powers, I would not be able to keep up with the princess’s pace, but if I were to walk slowly and absentmindedly, I would worry about my comrades who would be fighting a bloody battle.

Every time that happens.

[ Don’t be impatient. The more you rush, the more you’ll mess things up. Do your job. The rest is up to us. ]

The tail of the letter hanging from Jeonseogu’s ankle made me stop.

Who wouldn’t call him Mr. Cheon Gi-ja?

Did you read the weather to see what was in my mind?

I could barely get over the laughing thought that it would have been even better if I had been a fortune teller or a translator.

When I start to have a lot of thoughts.

Crunch!

Fortunately,

It’s unfortunate.

As I watched the body of the bandit being cut off, I realized that I was rather fortunate to see the feast of bandits appearing in front of me.

To help you forget your complicated thoughts,

So that I don’t get impatient.

I concentrated on cutting them apart. I swung my sword frantically, cutting and cutting, to keep the demons from getting in my way.

In a way, it is a state of selflessness.

In a way, it is one with water.

As I was losing my mind about cutting down the bear, I thought about the black tiger for a moment and worried that the forces that might invade Anhui might harm my family.

The center of the newly established martial arts alliance is the martial arts alliance leader, so what if Gwangseungja, unable to control his competitive spirit, starts a fight and threatens to burn himself?

I thought of Namgung Moo-baek, who had left behind a lot of work to be done and had slowly taken over the Namgung family’s affairs before leaving, and had said that he would live a leisurely life, and I trembled.

I was worried that my maternal uncle, An Baek, might do something stupid like run ahead of everyone else to show off his fame.

As I became one with the Black Heaven and cut through it, the distance between me and the bandits in front of me gradually increased.

“It’s a, it’s a monster……!”

“Hey, avoid the Heavenly Thunder Sword Lord. We are only for the princess……!”

Fear.

The moment I saw the fear in their eyes, anger rose inside me.

What makes you so greedy?

What is it that makes you so obsessed with desire?

I didn’t know, but I didn’t try to understand them. The Emperor’s Palace stood next to me, and the Emperor’s Lord, Namgung Shin, shouted something, but I couldn’t hear him.

Namgung Yeo-ul’s voice sounded calm, but even that was not heard.

just,

I wanted to condemn those who were struggling to turn this world upside down and get what they wanted.

My anger blossomed at the tip of my sword.

My obsession spreads throughout my body.

They gathered together as one and began to gather slowly. It was to sweep them away in one breath.

Phew!

The particles of energy gathered at the tip of the sword formed into beads and began to swell like the waves. The waves that mingled in the air were directed at the massive number of bandits blocking my path.

As soon as he touched the bandits’ bodies were torn apart.

There was no mercy. The waves continued to sweep away dozens of bandits without losing their momentum, even as their bodies and heads fell to the ground, reduced to a handful of blood.

Power befitting a natural disaster.

A bundle of spears splitting apart the bandits as they tried to escape.

As I quickly closed the distance and cut through the backs of the fleeing bandits, their bodies were torn in two.

at that time.

Thump thump! Kwakagagagagagak!

A roaring explosion, five fierce waves of strong energy tore through the waves and pushed them back, then crashed down in an instant.

Without a doubt, a powerful force.

If I just leave it like that, my body will be torn into five pieces.

I instinctively realized this and raised my black sword to block the way.

Boom! Kwaang! Kwakakakaang!

Namgung Shin and Namgung Yeo-ul let out a short exclamation of admiration at the sight of the Emperor’s Sword.

“also.”

“He has achieved even greater success…….”

“Everyone, please step back.”

The back of my neck feels chills. He was one of the three strongest people I knew.

And then he raises the corners of his mouth and gives me a sinister glare.

“Have you had fun? You didn’t seem to be like this before, but you seem to have a lot on your mind.”

A familiar face, a man with a white beard and a triumphant smile.

Green Forest Fighter, Baek Gwang.

It was none other than him.

* * *

The expressions of the Yellow Heavenly Blood Lord, the Demon King’s Badge, and the Grim Reaper’s Blood Lady Ban Ihwa were hard.

They were facing the Eighteen Arhats standing before them, the leader of the Hwasan faction, the Hyeoncheon Sword Master Yushinja, and the Plum Blossom Twenty-Four Sword Masters.

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It would take time to destroy the numerous and mysterious Eighteen Arhat Formations and the elegant and graceful Plum Blossom Twenty-Four Hand Sword Formations, but that did not mean that their power was lacking.

From the tip of the elegant sword of the Hyeoncheon Sword Master, the energy of the Purple Haze Divine Power burst out, and the mysterious and powerful energy of the plum blossom met the energy emanating from the fan ribs of the Death God Blood Woman Ban Ihwa, causing energy waves to burst out here and there.

It was proven that the position of the head of the Black Volcano faction of the Shinto priests was not a position that just anyone could occupy, but the attention of the Grim Reaper’s blood woman, Ban Ihwa, was elsewhere.

Boom!

The Hwangcheon Blood Beast Do Mok-su was unable to withstand the golden power and was sent flying with his left shoulder dislocated. At the same time, he had to feel a chill down his spine every time the golden pillar struck down behind the Grim Reaper, Ban I-hwa.

The golden energy is the energy of the breaking snake that the Shaolin monk Hye-yeon collected throughout her life.

For the lords of the Sapaecheon sect located here, it was literally a match made in heaven.

At the same time, the Eighteen Arhat formation led by the Eighteen Arhats, Gakmun, Gaksan, and Gakbang as the main axes was properly surrounding the Hwangcheonhyeolsu and Domoksu.

“……Fuck.”

However, when the red-hot aura dyed in blood touched the eyes of the Yellow Heavenly Blood Master, the ghostly fire rose and even though he was one of the Eighteen Arhats, he had to fly away while spitting out blood, and when the golden pillar struck down, he had to stop moving.

That’s not all.

The plum blossom swordsmen who were blocking the movements of the Demon King’s Ma-pae, who was unleashing a merciless attack with a small axe while performing the twenty-four plum blossom swordsmanship, also, WHEEEEEE! BUZZ!

As he watched the plum blossom swordsman, who had died as a hand axe that he thought was just a single blade, fly in and lodge itself in his forehead, Mapae, who was running towards him with the intention of splitting all of his heads apart, had to hurriedly turn his body around as a golden pillar filled his eyes.

Boom!

Kkwaddudduk!

Even though he had charged his axe with all his might and swung it into the air, the Demon King’s Badge was unable to handle the force and rolled backwards several times.

“Profit! That son of a bitch!”

Then, the pressure of the twenty-four plum blossom swordsmanship increases and the tip of the sword plunges into the chest of the rolling Mapae.

“How dare you!”

Another axe was pulled out from his bosom and he struck the sword away. The movement of Mapae, who raised both hands high with the force of repulsion and kicked it away.

“Do you think people like you could harm me?”

“For something like that, you look terrible.”

The leader of the plum blossom swordsmen who maintain the twenty-four plum blossom swordsmanship, Plum Blossom One Sword (梅花一劍), Hwa Yeo-jin, opens her mouth. Ma-pae’s expression suddenly crumpled.

“……What.”

“Haha. Judging from your expression, you seem to have been offended by my words. But what can I do? I have no intention of treating you like a senior or anything like that…….”

Whiriliriririk!

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying axe was blocked by the falling flowers from the twenty-four plum blossoms.

The Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, Chapter 15.

Plum blossoms are in full bloom.

Tuqwaang!

The axe bounced weakly into the air, but blood flowed out of Hwa Yeo-jin’s nose and mouth. The Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique that had been unleashed with the help of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique was shattered without strength, and her insides were shaken in a single move.

“You really are good at talking about having a pierced mouth. I will smash all your heads into pieces.”

“……Do whatever you want. Even if you do that, our spirit will not be broken.”

Mapae snorted as he saw the trembling hands and the sword in his hand.

“Damn. You’re saying that even after seeing Jongnam already run away? We’re not like you guys who just talk big. We’re going to turn the sky upside down.”

It was a flying Ma-pae with a triumphant smile. True to its nickname of Ghost King Axe, his new form was tearing apart the fragrance of plum blossoms and blowing away all the plum blossom leaves with its axe blade.

His new form, which had been rushing forward, arrived right in front of Hwa Yeo-jin. Ma-pae knew from experience that there were many ways to destroy a checkpoint, but the correct answer was usually simple.

Killing the one who leads the formation in one breath.

Then, the others who were unfolding the formation would have been confused and disorganized since the center of gravity had disappeared.

“I’ll cut off your head in one breath and show the volcano how worthless you are.”

The small axe instantly expanded in size with a faint red and black energy. At the same time, the energy spread out as the energy of extreme yang, and slowly melted Hwa Yeo-jin’s sword that it touched.

Mapae looked away, expecting to see Hwa Yeo-jin’s eyes filled with despair and fear, but what was projected on his retina was Hwa Yeo-jin smiling.

he is.

“……Jongnam ran away and Hwasan was worthless. That can’t be happening.”

He threw his shoulder into the axe that was worthy of its notoriety as the Ghost King’s Axe and plunged his body into it. The moment it made contact, a cracking sound was heard and his flesh was instantly burned away, revealing his bones.

“I am the 16th great disciple of the Hwasan sect, Hwa Yeo-jin! I will show you the energy of Daehwasan. I will scatter and crumble without fail, but the spirit of Hwasan will not disappear and will remain here forever.”

Revolving light reflection.

It is said that when a person is about to die, he or she can release an unknown and mysterious power. At this moment, Hwa Yeo-jin was pulling Ma-pae’s sleeve with some unknown power and embracing him.

Mapae tried to throw him away in one breath, but was crushed by an absurd amount of force and struggled.

and.

“Saying!”

“Ambassador!”

“Yeojin-ah!”

The swords connected directly to one another, it was a howl, but knowing the state of mind with which Hwa Yeo-jin held onto the Ma-pae and hung on, he did not let this opportunity go to waste.

Phew! Hmph!

“Don’t waste the life that Yeojin gave you!”

The scream sent a chill down Mapae’s spine. The moment Mapae was about to unleash his self-defense technique, a sharp pain surged into his ears. Mapae screamed as he saw her smiling while biting Mapae’s ear and her own new form melting away.

“Kyaaaaah! Let go! Let go! You bastard!”

“Ugh, uh-uh-uh.”

Phew! Pok! Pok! Pok!

Countless purple energies were stabbed into his back. Countless purple energies were stabbed into Mapae’s back, dantian, sides, thighs, and nape.

Even if the Great God comes to visit, he will click his tongue and say that he cannot save her.

The wrath of the disciples of the Volcano was concentrated in one place, and the Demon King’s Badge trembled and fell to the ground.

“I, I’m a Mapae to these b, bastards……!”

At that moment, the struggling Mapae realized for the first time that the fact that no one was looking at him at the moment of death was more killing him than the countless blades that had been stabbed into him.

The disciples of Hwasan who surrounded Hwa Yeojin, whose body was already half torn apart and no longer a human form, were wailing and embracing him. He had already been completely hit by the extreme yang energy of the absolute master, Mapae of the Ghost King’s Department, and even his innate energy had been completely depleted. He died, but he left with a smile that showed no regret or lingering attachment.

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