Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 180



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Episode 180. Priest, Friend (2)

In just one moment, the fist seemed to have grown larger than Yongwoon’s face. Yongwoon gently waved his hand against the huge fist that could swallow up his entire body.

His fingers ran over the fist as big as a house, and at the same time, Yongwoon’s body fluttered like a leaf, releasing the power of the fist.

Paang! The two arms attached to the ends of the strangely bent body wrapped around Kwon-Jun’s arms like snakes. A movement that simultaneously unleashed the Gwi-Ryeong-Bo and Geum-Na-Su. Kwon-Jun’s smile grew even deeper.

Kwon-Jun stepped on the ground even harder. As if there was a wall bomb under his feet, a huge force exploded from under his feet.

Papat! Only then did Yongwoon distance himself from him. Kwonjon looked at his arm. A human handprint was still attached to his arm. If it weren’t for him, or even if Kwonjon had been a little late in responding, his arm would have been ripped off.

“You’re serious.”

When Kwon-Jun said that, Yong-Woon nodded.

“Always, since my last life. Since then, I’ve only looked at your back.”

He held the flag. His outstretched hand aimed at his friend and enemy.

“I’ve finally caught up, so how can I not check it out?”

“good night!”

Yongwoon quickly ran towards Kwonjon, who was smiling cheerfully. The new form blurred and in the blink of an eye, Yongwoon’s hand was right in front of Kwonjon’s eyes, but Kwonjon was also prepared.

No matter how tyrannical and powerful one pursues martial arts, the moment one reaches a certain level, one becomes proficient in all areas.

The speed was beyond words. Before Yongwoon could even extend his hand, Kwonjon’s fist distorted the air.

The right to bankruptcy.

Three volumes.

Collapse.

The fist that shattered the sky exploded with thunder. Yong-un quickly turned his body to the side due to the force that destroyed not only his anti-tank power but also his intangible power.

Yongwoon’s martial arts uniform was torn at the side. If his reaction had been even a little bit later, his left leg would have been gone.

Yongwoon also laughed. His body was on fire.

Hwaruk! The flames were pitch black. It was filled with magical energy that even Kwon-Jun was amazed for a moment.

“This guy, his true nature is revealed through his martial arts skills! He’s a devil!”

“That’s nonsense!”

In contrast to his cheerful tone, Kwon-Jun’s movements were extremely serious. He was unable to properly block the magic energy, and the moment it touched him, it corroded his body more severely than poison.

If it’s such a vicious magic, you have to be even more careful. Of course, Kwon-Jun didn’t have any defensive abilities.

Strength is strength. You just have to break that magic and move forward.

The ten-tenths of the force of the collapsed heavens confronted the demon fist that he had created based on himself.

Bungcheon and Salcheon (killing the heavens).

Kwaaaaang!

It was a fight. In a decisive battle where his life could be at risk, Kwon-Jun’s smile did not disappear. It was because he was purely obsessed with battle, but his admiration for Yong-Un was greater than anything else.

He was a magician who had reached the level of Ogijowon by only practicing occasionally while focusing on medicine. He had given up martial arts because he was old and his bloodline had hardened, but when he was given a second chance by fate, he soared like that.

It hadn’t even been five years. And yet, it was already on par with him. That short life, condensed into forty years.

It seems like only yesterday that Yongun couldn’t even handle the shock coming from his fingers. How is it now?

Pass. As the black embers disappeared, thousands of fists rained down like rain.

It is a strange color. The red, sacred energy and the black, profane energy are mixed together. The Buddha energy and the demon energy exist simultaneously without conflicting with each other. The two energies that exist alone are contained in all the river energy.

The magic energy of Cheonma Shingong and the fire energy of Karmasu. The secret contained in the martial arts of opposing energies is similar. It is about killing and advancing. And that secret was completed through Yongun, who trained his fists and continuously advanced toward the heavens.

Flame Heaven Fist.

Two fists.

Armillary sphere.

How much is this?

“Is it beautiful?”

Breaking Heaven’s Fist.

Two fists.

Sending heaven.

Kwon-Jun’s two arms became blurry. Thousands of fists collided with the pouring fists. They swirled around each other chaotically, one strike meeting another, and space was distorted.

The debris from the river exploded, triggered by another explosion. The fragments rained down in all directions like glass, colliding with each other and oxidizing, leaving no place intact in the surrounding fields.

The air was also distorted by the turbulence of energy. Not to mention the already distorted celestial energy, the fight between the two transcendent beings had driven away the clouds.

Yongwoon clenched his fist tightly. He felt no pain from his reddened fist.

Excitement, elation, and joy.

It’s a match. A dragon and a tiger. It’s a match for that authority and that authority.

no,

You can win.

Magic energy surged from Yongun’s body.

Cheonma Gunrimbo.

The formless machine takes over the world. Yongun’s command, which is out of the realm, moves the heavens.

Kwon-Jun’s body felt heavy as if it were submerged in water, as if thousands of ghosts were hanging from his shoulders. It was a familiar feeling, but different.

I experienced the Heavenly Horse’s Heavenly Horse Lord Limbo. Yongun’s was even more blatant than hers.

The fierce murderous intent within the magic scratched Kwon-Jun’s skin.

The colors were more intense and the will was stronger. There was a greater sense of vigilance against the enemy before one’s eyes.

however.

“be weak!”

There is no such ‘devotion’ in the Heavenly Horse’s Dominion. Naturally, since he is higher and stronger, he spreads his wings without caring about his enemies.

He is arrogant and above all others. Yongun’s Cheonma Gunrimbo does not have such arrogance, so he seems to have focused his power on Kwonjon and increased his power.

Still, it was weak.

As Kwon-Jun flew the lion’s back and exploded his energy, the Cheonma Gunrimbo collapsed.

Both fists were pulled to their waists. Similar stance, one foot extended forward and facing the enemy, power packed into the pulled fists.

The right to bankruptcy.

One volume.

Shocking.

Salt water area.

One volume.

Fiery sky.

A formless, gigantic fist, a fist wrapped in blue flames.

It touched and exploded. Boom!

There was no room for the dust to settle. The sunken ground was no longer a field, and the hot, hot air above it was suffocating.

The afterimage and distortion of the empty space created by the eagle. The one bleeding from the fist was Kwon-Jun.

“this guy.”

Blood flowed out through the cracked skin. Blood flowed from the shoulder as well, and there was a slight twist in the fingers.

It wasn’t a difference in strength. It was a difference in technique.

“How did you do it?”

“It’s the medical world.”

Yongwoon said, trying to suppress his severe headache. Gulp. Blood flowed from his nose.

“I applied it a little bit.”

Yongun’s system forcibly creates and destroys weaknesses. A purple solid line, or a dot. If you apply force to that color that only you can see, it will break through any being.

Medicine is a strange force created by the interweaving of a human life, strong will, and desire.

The current medical world was a dark world that could amplify the opponent’s senses thousands or tens of thousands of times, containing the madness of the decades he had lived through, and Dang-Hye’s medical world was a snake that could create poison that existed in the world and did not exist.

The only reaction to Yongwoon’s order is a headache. However, it is not simple. The stronger the position of the being that is trying to force him to do so, the stronger the headache becomes.

If he had tried to pierce through Kwon-Jun’s fist, he would have fainted, and if he had tried to pierce through his head, Yong-Woon’s brain would have exploded before that.

Now, just by slowly moving the power of Kwon-Jun, my head started to hurt as if it was going to burst.

Application of that concept.

Kwon-Jun felt his own power slowly ‘holes’ being created and Yong-Un’s power faintly seeping into them.

At the moment when the two strong energies collided, Yongwoon’s strong energies swelled up and covered his own, and like thorns, they pierced through Kwonjon’s strong energies and struck various parts of his arms.

It was painful. The burning pain in my arm was so intense that it felt like it was on fire, and I couldn’t get my energy up properly.

Kwon-Jun laughed in vain. Wasn’t it the acupuncture point using the karma water that Yong-Un enjoyed even during the Yongbongjihoe?

“It is a point using the medical system and the energy.”

Kwon-Jun’s fist is only strong. The power to pierce and destroy changes its momentum in an instant, digging into the opponent’s blood vessels and taking out their blood.

“You are free.”

Kwon-Jun wiped the blood off his arm. Yong-Un silently took his stance.

Use everything you have. The karma water, the point of blood, the wave of destruction. Use everything to defeat your enemies. Become stronger.

A poison that does not choose the means and methods, and a freedom of thought that does not harden that poison.

Is it the power that you gain from not being able to fly, from watching from below and longing for it, or is it an innate talent?

I didn’t care. I was just proud.

Chiiik! Heat burst out from all over Kwon-Jun’s arms. He forcibly shook off the energy of karma through the bet. His blood vessels were damaged because he had pushed them away forcefully, but Kwon-Jun didn’t care.

It was already a wound. If it is worn out in a long-term battle, it will be even more disadvantageous.

Quick and easy.

Kwon-Jun’s spirit soared.

“As you know, I didn’t create the medical system.”

Yongwoon nodded. There is no hierarchy for Kwonjon. The reason is.

“The thing I trusted the most and gave my all to was my fists. I didn’t think I needed anything else.”

Just as swordsmiths usually forge swords from the ground up, Kwon-Jun found his own strength within his own body.

Just as the swordsman would spread out his sword and use it as his own sword, Kwon-Jun’s entire body was no different from a sword itself.

“Thanks to you, I was able to obtain this body, and thanks to you, I was able to obtain the starting point of the fourth fist.”

The light of new horizons gained by giving up medicine. After that, Kwon-Jun devoted his entire life to perfecting the four books.

Originally, it was the right to destroy the heavens.

“I can tell it’s a side effect of the procedure, judging by the slightly blurred focus. Maybe a headache? Judging by the nosebleeds.”

Accurate analysis. Yongwoon laughed in vain.

A fox-like old man.

“I saw that it was absorbed up to Kyocheon. Then shouldn’t I see the next one as well?”

Thud. A very faint wave rose, and at the same time, the colors of all things in the world were sucked into Kwon-Jun.

Along with the colors, all the noise, the energy that had been cluttering the air, all existence seemed to flow into the fist of Kwon-Jun.

Creepy- All of Yongwoon’s instincts rang an alarm. He had to run away. He couldn’t handle that.

I ignored it. Kung! Even the sound of Jin-ak stepping on the ground to shake off the fear was directed towards Kwon-jon.

It felt like his own body was being sucked in as well. However, Yongwoon held on strong.

Kwajik. White gold was engraved in the space around Kwon-Jun’s pulled-up fist. It was a sight I had seen many times before. The power was very different from twenty years ago.

A space swallowed by silence – Yongwoon broke out in a cold sweat.

It was unavoidable. I didn’t run away. I had to stop it. I had to respond.

With what?

I couldn’t think of anything. If that’s the case, I have no choice but to hit it with all my might.

Yongwoon’s eyes swayed and took out colors. The momentary change stung his eyes. Red, a murderous intent toward him, a dangerous space. The whole world was red.

In particular, the power zone was similar to a red oval, as if it were some kind of divine farmer.

There was no such thing as blue. If you did something wrong, you died.

Enduring the painful pain, Yongwoon forcibly drew a purple line. He forcibly drew a line on the perfect, deep red, and pierced the gold.

Soun Saeng Gong. He changed the secret technique that was already spreading out.

The eight gates in my body were completely opened.

After dying and being revived by Cheonma, you can obtain the 10% Sounsaenggong.

ah.

Yongwoon could feel it. A strange change was taking place.

Ten percent of the small-scale life. While fully mastering it-

His bets and his enthusiasm began to mix.