Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 83

Chapter 83 – Bimu who cannot predict the future (01)

Duuung-!

Ban Gyu-seong was blocking the heavy greatsword containing the power of Namgungjeon by crossing his arms.

Anyone could see that he was in a situation where he should have lost both his arms and his head broken, but Ban Gyu-seong calmly endured it with his unique steel new attack (鐵剛 body skill) that combined his external and internal energy, and instead held a black iron sword between his arms. Inserted.

A strong sword and a strong fist meet.

It would be better if it collided with art, sharp or meritorious, or soft martial arts. When a strong sword collided with a strong sword, it was a fight to see who would break first, or who would break first.

The two were at a similar level, with Namgungjeon having a slight edge, but there was a slight difference depending on the condition, mood, and determination of the day.

“Big!”

As they were unable to gain victory despite fighting each other’s strength, Namgung Jeon tried to spread the distance by using Namgung Se’s unique Changgung Muyeonggak (蒼穹無影脚) in order to kick Ban Gyu-seong’s body first.

Tooong!

With the noise of kicking a heavy piece of metal, Ban Gyu-seong’s body, which was exerting strength on his arm, was slightly disturbed, but in return, Namgung-jeon was sent flying back several steps.

Basically, Namgungjeon was heavier and taller than Bangyuseong, and included the weight of weapons, but the inner work itself was relatively light for steel work that focused on heavyness and hardness.

“Ugh!”

However, blood was oozing from both of Ban Gyu-seong’s arms. He was unable to completely block the Invincible Sword Gang.

‘Namgungjeon is advantageous’

If we compare the defense power of Namgungjeon’s Emperor Invincible Sword and Ban Gyu-seong’s Steel Godkong, which is a sword dragon that moves slowly but has strong attack power, they are on an equal level, and Namgungjeon has a slight advantage in terms of the level of the two, but the difference is not overwhelming. .

In that case, Namgung-jeon, who wielded a weapon called the Black Iron Sword, should have had a relative advantage, and in fact, Ban Gyu-seong’s arms, which had been receiving the Invincible Sword Gang several times, were starting to get bruised more and more.

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It was evidence that the self-defense equipment was broken and wounds were forming on the hard armored skin.

Two!

Ban Gyu-seong tried to counterattack Nam Gung-gung by drawing the black iron sword and slashing away with the sword’s face, but he skillfully pulled her body back and maintained the gap, leaving no room for a counterattack.

It looks like he is about to be hit by a counterattack after simply attacking ignorantly, but Namgoongjeon was also an expert who had reached the peak of his thick bones in the midfield, so he was showing skill in fighting.

Although Ban Gyu-seong is an expert in his own right, he is no match for Namgung-jeon, who had gained experience and strengthened his strength while practicing non-martial arts until a few years ago.

‘But what? ‘How does this feel?’

For some reason, it felt like something absurd was going to happen.

Namgungjeon’s attack was no different from the first time, and even though he saw that Ban Gyu-seong did not fall, he was not in a hurry and was attacking Ban Gyu-seong slowly, like splitting a rock with a hammer.

But strangely enough, my feeling was not that Namgoongjeon would win, but I was starting to think that Ban Gyu-seong would win.

‘Wait a minute. No way……’

Ban Gyu-seong’s arms were exposed as the sleeves were ripped open, and the forearms visible through them looked as if they had been hit with a club, with bruises and the skin split in the middle and even blood oozing out.

Namgoong-jeon had more room in terms of the remaining strength, and people slowly thought that the game had been decided. Namgoong-jeon’s expression was still stiff, but he was pushing with the look in his eyes that he had won.

Ban Gyu-seong, who was pushed to the end of the rain stage, swung his fist in a panic, but Ban Gyu-seong’s hands were already covered in blood as he struck the black iron sword.

Nevertheless, Namgung-jeon did not let down his guard and tried to block Ban Gyu-seong’s fist by using Chosik, which was checked by the Emperor Invincible Sword Gang.

“You won.”

After hearing Zhuge Yanzhi’s slightly amused words, I shook my head.

“No. I lost.”

Now I can be sure.

Ban Gyu-seong wins this dance.

“aaah-!”

It was like a last-ditch effort thrown at random, but Ban Gyu-seong’s eyes were shining with the utmost coldness.

In this brief moment, in this desperate moment, Ban Gyu-seong realized a new feeling.

‘In that brief moment?’

I too have realized my inner self while fighting with a master or after a battle with a master, but I needed at least my own training time, so I took my time and made it my own.

However, Ban Gyu-seong immediately made his own the little insight he realized in a real-life situation, jumping over the wall in one go, not at the peak of the peak, but at an ambiguous level one step ahead.

‘It’s a scam…!’

Ban Gyu-seong, realizing his deepest thoughts in real time while in the dark, entered the state of transcendence, albeit slightly.

His body could not keep up with it yet, but the movement of the iron core, which had been blocked until now, became more intense.

If it was heavy and slow before, it now has the mobility of a tank made of steel.

Wow!

The black iron sword splits in the air and is pushed away.

“Hmm…!”

Namgoong Jeon also did not reach the extreme limit or the transcendental peak, but as someone who came close, he was not embarrassed and continued his swordsmanship even in the situation where his black iron sword was cracked and split, but there was already a gap that was difficult to overcome between him and Ban Gyu-seong. Came into being.

Okay! Tsk tsk tsk tsk!

Just like a tank shell hitting an iron wall, every time Ban Gyu-seong’s fist touched the black iron sword, cracks appeared and began to split. Namgoong-jeon, who had driven Ban Gyu-seong to the end of the off-stage, realized that if he took half a step back, he would be off-stage. I was pushed backwards to the point where I fell off.

“Ugh……!”

Blood was oozing out of Nam Gung-gung’s mouth, and Ban Gyu-sung stepped back and clenched his blood-dripping fist, trying to finish him off with his most basic blow.

‘Should I declare abstention?’

The game has already been decided. Namgungjeon would also know that fact.

But even though she was spitting out blood from her mouth, her grip was torn and blood was flowing down her forearm, she did not give up.

The winner was decided, even if it was seen by ordinary people, not necessarily warriors, but people assumed that Namgungjeon would not give up until the end.

“You won’t surrender.”

“Shut up and attack.”

The two were very similar.

The solid and powerful feeling of martial arts, or the personality of wanting to break rather than bend.

Just, if there is a difference here.

“Iron Island One Fist (鐵閃一拳).”

Ban Gyu-seong found his way a little faster.

Clink-

The entire unarmed area was covered in silence, and the sound of the shattered black iron sword falling above it rang out.

Ban Gyu-seong’s Il-won, which was strong and solid, but was complemented by slow speed, could not be followed with the eyes unless he was a serious expert, and Namgung-jeon could barely keep up with the speed, but did not avoid it.

As a result, the black iron sword was shattered and Nangungjeon’s body flew into the sky as if he had been in a car accident and fell outside unarmed.

“……Ha…”

I could have intervened, but Namgungjeon looked towards where we were at the last moment and gave a signal.

Never interfere.

‘If Ban Gyu-seong had failed to control his strength because he was not accustomed to the level he had suddenly risen to, he would have died…’

“……Uhm… The Iron Dragon Ban Gyu-seong won the mid-level battle!”

With the host’s declaration of victory, Ban Gyu-seong turned his head and looked at me.

‘Why are you asking me to praise someone who defeated our side?…’

* * *

Due to the collision between Namgungjeon and Ban Gyu-seong, the bricks on the floor were significantly damaged, so an unintended break was given to repair the off-stage.

Unlike the previous battles of Seonbong and Chabong, there was a fierce clash of forces in a quite bloody atmosphere, so the low-level warriors who came to watch with a light heart could no longer hold out and left.

Instead, feeling the clash of this enormous power, masters who were not interested began to fill their seats, and people were slowly discussing whether it was such a big deal that the best masters collided.

‘To be a peak expert is to be a master of a certain sect or have the skills of the highest level.’

Among the five dragons who were openly promoted by the Gupailbang and trained by the Murim Alliance with elixirs and guidance, there were only three who reached the peak level.

Including Ban Gyu-seong, there are four people, and if we count the seven peaks, the only ones who have reached the peak or higher are Han So-so and Mubong.

As for Gyu So, who was a saengbong, his body temporarily reached the peak state and he did not know such enlightenment or martial arts, so he cannot be considered a martial artist, so he is excluded.

“Let’s take turns interrogating each other. First of all, use the Changgung Martial Spiritual Mind method to increase your attack power in advance.”

“Yes! Brother!”

And I tried to treat Namgung-jeon, who had fainted, myself, but before I could do anything, the members of the Namgung family came to see Namgung-jeon, who had fainted, in the waiting room, and were trying to give her medicine and interrogate her.

Anyone from the family would know the characteristics of the Naegongsim method that Namgungjeon had learned, and above all, although he fainted from fatigue and shock, it was not a fatal injury, so he left it to his relatives.

Her face turned pale as if Zhuge Yanji had been ruined as the Sword Dragon Nam Palace had just been defeated. She must have expected that the Sword Dragon would be a little stronger than Ban Gyu-seong or that Ban Gyu-seong would take care of his loss and easily win the middle-of-the-road battle.

But I didn’t even think that Ban Gyu-seong would wake up in that situation, so how would she know?

‘Have we already passed the halfway point of the Battle of Heavenly Mandate? The only people left… Are our disciples from the monastery.’

When I saw Seolhwa not approaching Master, I was all upset, but unlike me, who was hot-tempered and impatient, Master seemed to be used to seeing his daughter like this and just smiled and showed his composure that he would have a lot of fun today.

While the people of the Namgung family were making a fuss and the rest of the people were keeping quiet, the repairs to the off-stage were finally completed and the host appeared again.

“Everyone has waited a long time. Currently, the Murim League has 2 wins and 1 draw. With the challenger at a disadvantage of 1 draw and 2 losses, we will begin the battle in earnest!”

Sulwha took a seat in the passage leading out to the off-stage, listening to the booming voices of the unarmed soldiers.

“Story.”

Perhaps because Master was right next to me, Seolhwa did not look back at me like usual and only showed her back.

“Win.”

She didn’t answer, nodding her head like she usually did.

She simply raised her sword with her left hand for a moment, as if to leave it at that.

“You will win, right?”

I answered Cheonbong’s question honestly to the best of my knowledge.

“Their martial arts skills are similar.”

“Then what if there is another draw or defeat?”

“Still, the folk tale wins.”

Jegal Yanji looked this way with an expression of incomprehension at my assurance.

“Do you have any special secrets?”

“Because I told you to win.”

After hearing the answer, Zhuge Yeonji sighed and began to lament her situation.

“Why did I end up here…”

“That’s because the Murim Lord was a dick.”

“I have no choice but to admit that.”