Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 88

Chapter 88 – Integration of Righteous faction and Martial Arts (02)

Teeeing!

Seolhwa, who was waiting behind me, intercepted the Iljiseon that passed through my body with his sword.

Although the self-defense device was deployed, it was too thin because it was deployed in a hurry, and the Iljiseon’s power was so strong that even if the self-defense device was deployed, it was not of a nature that could be blocked.

The wound itself may not be considered large by martial standards, but the problem was the location of the wound.

‘Did I get hit?’

I tried to turn around, but the flying speed of the Iljiseon was faster than I expected, so it was almost like it was not a projectile, but the moment I aimed and shot, it was pierced.

At first, I thought that a catastrophe would occur if a long line was drawn and moved like a laser cutter, but unlike the name, the actual structure did not draw a ‘line’.

Accelerating and shooting out a mass of energy that glows blue. In the process, traces of energy remain, like the tail of a comet, and appear as blue rays.

As a result, the scar left on my body was a hole the size of a finger.

There was not enough time to deploy self-defense techniques, and even if they were forced to do so, all they could do was slightly open their tracks in the face of Iljiseon’s overwhelming speed and penetrating power.

In a normal non-fight situation, the game would have already been decided.

‘But if that side also needs to block the True Jade Dragon Sword…’

Iljiseon pierced my chest first, but I also threw the Jinokrang Dragon Sword towards the Murim Lord.

Has it been this long?

The time when I was intercepted by the Ilji Line and fell with a hole in my chest felt slow, like slow motion in a blockbuster movie.

Unlike Iljiseon, which pierced my chest at the speed of light for a short period of time while blood had not yet oozed from my chest, the Jinokrang Dragon Sword I threw was flying relatively slowly.

If we plan on using this as a two-way match, we cannot know the outcome of the match….’

It was my first time flying horizontally, so the trajectory was a little distorted, but it was thrown so powerfully that the sword flying like an anti-tank shell would have to give up one or two arms no matter how much I used Taijiquan.

‘What are you doing…?’

However, the Murim Lord just dodged the Jinokrang Dragon Sword.

Instead of using Tai Chi to block the sword I threw or to reduce its power, I just leaned back like water flowing and dodged the True Jade Dragon Sword.

And the Jinokrang Dragon Sword that I threw was slowly flying into the waiting room behind the Murim Lord with heavy destructive power like a missile.

‘Your daughter is there too…?’

If people were instinctively afraid of knives and avoided them, I wouldn’t have been so surprised.

However, I was able to notice as I was slowly feeling the time falling while being hit by the Ilji Line.

In a very brief moment, the Murim Lord was convinced of the value of himself and the remaining people, as well as the destruction that would occur with the True Jade Dragon Sword, and then just avoided it.

It wasn’t just a matter of throwing away one martial arts weapon, but also the workers and warriors of the Murim Alliance walking around in the waiting room, as well as the audience watching behind them.

I could have done it alone. If he has nothing on his shoulders, his life comes first.

However, if you are a Murim lord, you must not act like that.

No, even if you’re an individualist like me and go around saying you can’t lead someone…!

At least, we don’t even think about it and avoid it like it’s obvious.

Jump!

People’s attention was not focused on the Jinjakrang Dragon Sword, which seemed to have been thrown away at random, but on the Iljiseon that emitted a splendid light.

“The game is over.”

“Yes?”

“Look at the status.”

After hearing the Murim Lord’s words, the host turned his head towards me and saw that an adult man’s wound, the size of a finger, had already been pierced through his chest, piercing the solar plexus front and back.

As I, too, was sweating coldly with my right arm stretched out in the same position as when I had thrown the sword, the Murim Lord took the Elder Hwansword and adjusted his broken fingers, and even had time to wave his hand at the martial arts masters. It remained.

“Well… Then, of course… I declare the victory of Cheonwon Sangjon Jin Cheon-ho, the Lord of the Murim Guardian Federation, in this Battle of Heaven’s Mandate…”

“Not yet…”

When he forces his mouth open, blood leaks out from the wound in his chest.

I was suppressing the wound by forcibly containing my inner strength, but as I opened my mouth to speak, my anger was disturbed and the wound began to open again.

“If I talk any more, I’ll die.”

I was planning on killing him anyway.

In the first place, if I hadn’t instinctively used my self-defense technique and changed course, I would have been hit directly in the heart and had no way of doing anything, so I tried to make an excuse by saying that I was trying to save myself, but I was unlucky enough to get hit in the heart and die.

“Ugh……”

Just by opening the mouth, the wound that had been forcibly blocked by internal energy opened up and blood oozed out. Just because the air was slightly disturbed and the blood poured out, the feeling of the upper body being soaked with hot blood was conveyed.

“No… No…!”

Seol-hwa, who was pushed to the waiting seat while blocking Ilji-seon, lost her senses and tried to run, but Master came in front and held her with his body to prevent her from running out.

“It’s not over yet.”

“No… I might die if I do that!”

“He’s not dead yet! Is my student going to die that easily?”

The host, looking at me with my shirt stained with blood, was thinking that we should stop the dance and end it with the Murim Lord’s victory, but as I was shaking my arms and not withdrawing my outstretched hand towards the Murim Lord, he could not bring himself to declare the end. .

“Right now, he can still survive. The Murim League’s doctors are waiting for him, and if he gets treatment right away, he can survive.”

“……”

Taking advantage of the situation where I couldn’t answer her carelessly, the Murim Lord returned to her sly voice and created her own image again.

“Although you are not a member of the Murim Alliance, wouldn’t it be a waste for the entire martial arts community to lose a young and talented person like you? Don’t risk my life over such a trivial matter.”

In addition to the reason why he had to step aside for the Murim Alliance’s active suppression of the Black Moon Party, there was a reason that I personally could not forgive.

But just because I couldn’t open my mouth, this guy was turning me into a fool who risked his life for nothing.

Softly…

While he was unable to answer, the Murim Lord dragged his jacket, which was left in his waiting room, into the water and draped it over his shoulder.

“A man is said to be unbreakable, but if he doesn’t break for the rest of his life, he is useless. Until his lifetime, he is treated as a treasure of the world, but unlike the moderately hard black iron, no one is looking for the hard eternal black iron.” .”

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By the way. Why doesn’t that guy think it’s strange?

Why am I waiting with my hands outstretched like this instead of responding to that bullsh*t?

“Lord. I think you should look over there.”

Maengju, who had been urging the host to quickly declare victory, finally understood the current situation after adjusting his jacket.

“What is this?”

My treasured sword is standing still in the air right before it flies into the waiting room.

“uuu…!”

It wasn’t just me who was holding on without even making a groan, it was the same for them.

In the sword technique used by swordsmen or folktales, the sword is sent flying in a light state, and from there, the sword is controlled and slashed or accelerated to send it flying. Now, I was forcibly holding on to the sword that had already been thrown away.

Because I am not a bastard like the Murim Lord.

Even if you ask yourself that you couldn’t help it and that it was the right choice, you have to do your best in this position so that you can be confident.

Don’t be embarrassed by yourself! If that obnoxious bastard avoided it to preserve himself, I have to overcome even that to show the difference in class!

“Hurry and evacuate before the Iron Dragon collapses!!”

“aaah!!”

He was only able to tie up the treasured sword with the help of Ban Gyu-seong, who was holding on even as his arm was crushed by the sword. If he lost his balance even a little, he would fly into the waiting room and tear up the surroundings, but he still had this much power. It is surprising that the treasured sword with the is kept at rest.

If the story’s Igigeo sword is an attack that releases a light weasel and flies around to bite its weak points, then I was at the level of chaining an elephant that was charging at me and hanging it on my arm to hold on.

Originally, it was impossible.

To begin with, I was not good at swordsmanship and could only simply throw or pull the sword.

Like the Sword Saint, the sword could not fly on its own and cut down the enemy, or the enemy’s sword could not yield to the Sword Saint and stab its owner.

As the story goes, it was impossible to use a sword that was more free and powerful than holding it in one’s hand and swinging it by grasping an invisible place and sending the sword flying.

I just ignorantly threw away the True Jade Dragon Sword with all my might, and now I am using all my mental power to block it.

Bang!

“What is it? Is there an invisible chain attached to that arm? Why is the arm…?”

“Or… Is it a sword technique? To call it a sword technique, the movement of the sword looks difficult, like pulling a large dog by force on a leash…?”

People who were watching this ‘mistakenly’ thought they saw pressure marks on my right arm, as if they had been tied with chains.

My mind and my images materialize and create illusions in people.

In reality, the treasured sword just stopped in the air and there was no physical change, but people could see me gradually pulling the Jinokrang Dragon Sword towards me as I attached dozens of chains to the sword.

I felt like I was going to die.

There was a hole in my chest, and it’s easy to throw a heavy object, but it takes several times more strength to catch it, so now I have to tie that sword, which requires more mental strength than using the True Jade Dragon Sword over and over again. Because I was feeling exhausted.

Pajik!

Ban Gyu-seong’s arms were already wounded to the point of tatters, but he did not back down.

And if Ban Gyu-seong cannot step down, how can I, my rival, step down first?

Pudduk…!

“This can’t be…!”

Ban Gyu-seong, who had been supporting himself by leaning on the treasured sword, suddenly fell forward when his stand disappeared.

And then, with the feeling of dozens of chains breaking, I grabbed the handle of the returning True Jade Dragon Sword.

Gooooo–!!

The sword begins to cry.

I was holding it in my hands with a heavier energy than ever before.

Okmyeoncheongeom, who taught me swordsmanship at that time, said this.

Because he had not yet fully mastered the Okrang Heavenly Sword, he could only make powerful downward cuts when using the sword, and even that only barely stopped short of touching the ground.

The words of Madou, a former member of the Black Moon Party, the advice of the most respected elders in the martial arts world, and the teacher who believed in me even in these situations.

With the help of three teachers, in front of everyone, I was able to change the sword from a sword sword that normally emits a weak light by putting light into the sword to a firmly formed sword. It was showing the next step beyond.

“Right here… A new swordsman has appeared…!”

Those holding the sword were wondering what this meant, and even the third-rate swordsman, who was no better than a second-rate expert and only knew how to hold a sword without any internal strength, was crying as he instinctively felt this state.

Not out of sadness or fear, but out of pure excitement.

uuung–!!

As if the vibrations of dawn and the destructive power of the True Corridor Dragon Sword were preserved, my heart sword was shining brightly as the people of the Murim Alliance watched.

“The fight isn’t over yet!”