Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 38

Chapter 38 – Saengbong (01)

Wow!

If an ordinary martial artist had reached dawn, his internal organs would have been crushed, but his bones and flesh would not have been separated like this.

However, due to the precise frequency that I created by pouring out my internal power, it resonated exactly with the Black Moon, Blood and Moon Mara Heart Gong and instantly dissipated the internal energy, and the weak Mozi student who was holding on with the magic energy was instantly transformed into a handful of blood beasts.

“Ugh!”

Right after the dawn, Mozi’s body no longer recovered.

If it is a general inner gongsim technique, even if it is shaken or scattered due to an external shock, it must be recovered because it accumulates in the body again to its original state, but the Black Moon, Blood Moon Mara Heart Gong was a martial art that parasites on other inner gongsim techniques and contaminates them.

So, anyone can learn it, but to put it another way, it is impossible to learn martial arts properly with only Black Moon, Blood Moon, and Mara Heart Ball.

‘It would be the same for mujaseosaeng.’

“Absorb… Absorb…”

No matter how hard I tried to suck in energy from those around me, it was close to impossible to draw out the inner power that was tightly bound up in my body, and Jeonryong was now widening the distance and using his inner energy technique on his own, holding on to avoid losing his inner power. Because of this, it was not possible to absorb enough internal energy to save Mozi’s life.

“Keueoeook!!”

The warriors of the Black Moon Party, who were still alive and skinny, were able to absorb even the True Won Jin-gi by speeding up their internal energy.

“Keuheook!”

The moment Mo Zisheng absorbed their waste-like energy, he spewed blood from his mouth and rolled on the floor.

‘If it’s obvious, it’s natural’

He has a constitution or martial ability to absorb other people’s internal energy, and while absorbing internal energy at random, he suffers from the repulsion force and his internal energy is about to disperse, so he must have used the Black Moon, Blood and Moon Mara Heart Energy to survive, but as the dawn approaches, he temporarily becomes unable to heal. The deep hole was destroyed.

In other words, the internal power that was carelessly stored in this person’s body is about to explode.

If his body was healthy, he would be able to hold out until the Black Moon, Blood Moon, Mara Heart Attack contaminates his internal energy again and makes it his own, but the guy who was hit so hard by me that he lost all of his internal organs had no choice but to die without the Mara Heart Attack. .

“It’s still just a black moon… But it will soon turn blood red…”

Gulp.

As black blood flowed from his entire body, Mo Zisheng dissolved into a handful of blood.

If he hadn’t absorbed the inner energy at the end, he could have left a corpse behind, but since he struggled to the end and tried to hold on, the inner energy absorbed into his body ran out of control and he had no choice but to die.

“Tch.”

Even though I had caught the Black Moon Party’s executives, it wasn’t a very good feeling.

He would be proud of catching someone who was somewhat of an opponent, but Mozi and his wife were too weak.

Just looking at him, it was obvious that he was a sloppy guy who had been deployed alone to take time away from the Shaman faction’s masters in case he was caught by the Shaman faction, so he couldn’t have felt any sense of accomplishment or anything.

‘The good news is that Dawn really works… If I use it a few more times, the Black Moon Party guys will think of a way to deal with Dawn.’

Unless there was a chance to kill him with one hit like now, if there was a risk that someone would witness it and return alive, life should be saved as the last skill if possible.

“It’s just amazing, and it’s amazing, Master! You can so easily deal with a monster that survives even if its arm is blown off and its head is cut off! Moreover, the amount of power is beyond the peak, it’s transcendent…”

“This guy could hardly be called a supreme expert. In terms of martial arts skills, you were actually better.”

“Well, he was still a strong person who couldn’t even compare to a peak expert. If that’s the case…”

Jeonryong seemed to be itching to say something.

“If so, the practitioner has reached the pinnacle…”

“Well.”

I was curious about that too, so I wanted to test it against an executive of the Black Moon Party, but the person I got caught ended up fighting this half-baby, so I’m not sure if I’ve stepped into the peak, or if I’ve risen to the top of the peak and am at the level of sharing swords with the peak.

If Okmyeonshingeom was alive, I would have made a direct comparison, but after he died, I had to overcome the wall, so I couldn’t make a direct comparison, and I also didn’t have a chance to meet a top expert around me and share swords with him.

“Originally, the idea was to take turns taking turns like a practitioner, taking in as much as possible, but… I never dreamed that I would be able to save Yakgok in such a head-on fight.”

“I told you, I would win.”

“Yes, that’s right. From now on, I will believe what Young master says even if he uses red beans to make meju.”

I tried to check if there were any remaining warriors of the Black Moon Temple inside, but at the very end, the student Mozi struggled and drew all the energy around him. I thought the warriors of the Black Moon Temple, who were easier to swallow than ordinary people, were the first to be sucked to death, so most of them died. , Or a similar state of exhaustion.

‘I never thought you would take care of handling the remnants.’

Sharp.

In fact, the warrior of the Black Moon Temple hiding on the roof had dried up like a mummy and was falling to the floor. Looking at this condition, it seemed that there was no need to worry about the Black Moon Temple hiding in the main temple.

“I’m worried about whether Saengbong Sojeo will be okay.”

“Hmm… Are you close with Saengbong?”

“Saengbongso, I am close to everyone. She can truly be said to be a fairy of the councillors.”

Saengbong (牲鳳). As befits her nickname, Phoenix, which sacrifices herself, she treated everyone regardless of political or political affairs, used medicine, and saved people, so she was a famous talent in her own right even in the Yongbong branch 10 years ago.

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Originally, she was 7 to 8 years older than Jeon Ryong, who was in her early 20s and had been quite active to the point where it was difficult to enter the Five Dragon Chilbong, which selects outstanding people among the later exponents, but when she was selected as a living peak, no one raised any disagreement. She was a famous and loved woman.

“This way.”

I followed Jeonryong, who was aware of the location of Yakgok’s head temple, and went inside, where I found Sikbong standing there with a pale face.

“Sikbong Sojeo. Are you okay?”

“Ah… You… Prince Cheng. And brother…”

Sikbong used to just laugh and laugh when he saw a dead body or beat up a married man, but now he was trembling with a pale face.

“What’s going on?”

When I got closer and pointed at Sikbong’s head, she leaned against me and trembled as if she had no strength. For a moment, I thought she must have been mentally shocked by Black Moon Party’s special technique, but there were no scars on her body, so she must have been shocked from the battle. I didn’t receive it, but I could only guess.

“I think it would be better not to go inside…”

“What do you mean? Are you saying Saengbong Sojeo was murdered?”

Sikbong’s complexion turned even more pale at Jeonryong’s excited words.

“…It’s worse…Better than that…”

“What do you mean, it’s worse than death? If Saengbong Sojeo is in danger, she should of course be brought out and asked other lawmakers to treat her…”

“Jeonryong. Don’t get excited.”

“Ugh…!”

Jeonryong, who was about to scream, was only able to control his mind after listening to my advice. He was extremely excited and his internal energy was overflowing, and he suffered internal injuries that caused a little blood to ooze out of his mouth.

“I’m sorry, Sikbong Soje. I guess I got too excited.”

Jeonryong was still exhausted from being chased by the Black Moon Party for several days while still feeling the excitement of the battle, and he was beside himself with the pressure of being asked to do the final thing while meeting Saengbong in Yakgok.

“I will come after seeing it.”

“I will go with you too. What Saengbong Sojeo asked me to do is…”

“You should stay outside guarding Gyo-sam. He looks bad right now.”

“Already safe-“

Before I could hear Jeonryong’s words, which were about to get excited again, I covered the room with a magical curtain and went inside.

‘The smell of blood… No, the smell of rotting?’

The smell of a rotting corpse would be better than this.

A terrible smell of rotting flesh was wafting out from inside, and even though the room was not lit by candles, I was able to see things inside just by pushing the inner hole into my eyeball.

‘Is this what it meant?’

Saengbong was sitting on a wooden chair that looked similar to a modern medical chair and appeared to be used for medical purposes.

To be exact, it was ‘laid on’.

“Black Moon Party, these bastards…”

First of all, the current state of the raw bong… There was about half of it left.

How can I survive like this without the Black Moon Blood Moon Mara Heart Gong? They cut people off so thoroughly that it made you wonder.

Opium, which is treated as a drug in modern times but was used as a painkiller during this time, was lying around here and there. With this, only minimal measures were taken and Saengbong’s body was literally… Completely devastated.

‘It’s dry…’

When I lightly touched my cheek, the skin was as smooth as dried fish, and I remembered seeing this several times before.

Quang!

“You idiot…!”

What he had said to me, that he would wither and die without being able to die, was being directly implemented on Saengbong.

Eyes, nose, ears, tongue, arms, legs… He used all kinds of drugs and the secret arts of the Black Moon Party to destroy a person.

“Saengbong. Can you hear me?”

Looking at her unresponsive to what I had done to her ear, I tapped her finger on her forehead, which seemed fine, and wrote her letter.

‘Are you okay?’

Pyeokkeuk…

I couldn’t understand Saengbong’s answer as he couldn’t even open his mouth properly as to what had happened, but his will was conveyed earnestly.

“Are you asking me to kill you…?”

Suddenly…

My anger towards the Black Moon Party rose up to my throat, but I felt regretful that I had already killed it or that Mo Zisheng had dried up and killed him by blowing himself up.

‘If Jeonryong finds out about this… He’ll go crazy.’

Reflecting on the fact that he kept muttering to me that he had to save Saengbong and begging me to thank him again and again, Jeonryong felt guilty for escaping and leaving Saengbong alone.

But looking at this condition, surely I can maintain my sanity?

Even Sik-bong, who has no significant connection with Saeng-bong and is strong enough to inspect most of the corpses himself, is in that state because he was so shocked?

“…I’m trying to change my fate. Of course, there are some unavoidable parts of the process…”

What is this feeling?

I had the unpleasant feeling of winning the battle but losing the war.

“…Whew… No matter how much I think about it, I think this is crazy…”

But soon I changed my mind.

If the Black Moon Party made Saengbong like this by putting so much effort into it, rather than killing him, then he is such a great person that there is a reason to subdue Saengbong and make him their side.

It is so important that it must be corrupted by making it look like this and making it learn the Black Moon, Blood and Moon Mara Heart Technique…

‘In other words… I can do as much as I can…?’

As I was fiddling with the handle of the sword, I lost my wits and left the room again.

“Jeonryong.”

“Yes, practitioner. Do you need my help?”

“Is Saengbong learning martial arts?”

“No. You are not familiar with it at all.”

“Okay… Then it will work.”

When I held out my hand, Jeonryong was looking at my hand with a puzzled expression.

“Give it to me.”

“Yes?”

“Is it the best Kunlun pill in the world or the best life and death pill in the world?”

“How many do you need?”

“Everything.”

“If there were thirty-six life changes, it would be possible to elevate any ordinary person to the pinnacle… Are all of these necessary?”

“Yes. I know exactly where to use it.”

I snatched the life-giving gift from the arms of Jeonryong, who was hesitating as if it was a waste.