Tangmunjeon - Chapter 279



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Episode 279 Bloody

A huge wave is coming.

Hong Geol-gae bounced his body to distance himself from the Ssanggeukhyeol-ong, then took a horse-riding stance with both legs firmly planted on the ground.

Both palms, slowly drawing a circle, faced forward.

“Hangryongyuhoe!”

As befitting his nickname, Gyuchogae, Honggeolgae shouted Chosik’s name at the top of his lungs.

Of course, Jinhae didn’t just sit back and watch. There was something he could do.

Cheongseongpa is a sect that uses swords as their main weapon.

However, the martial art that Jinhae could most confidently display was not swordsmanship, but the martial art of Choisimjang. That was why he displayed Choisimjang when he killed Danghangssangwang.

Jinhae learned most of the martial arts of Cheongseongpa. However, Choi Simjang was the only one who went beyond the level of following the form and following the form to realize the implications contained in the first form.

A technique filled with a deep, murderous intent that would not suit an ordinary Taoist.

The determination to burst the opponent’s heart at all costs.

The mindset to tear your opponent to pieces.

Since all the implications were headed in a similar direction, even the dullest Jinhae could understand the implications of Choi Shimjang.

And I thought. The ignorance of the Cheongseongpa must be on this side.

Jinhae, standing next to Honggeolgae, extended his sword forward to help him out. He didn’t forget to call out Chosik’s name, imitating Honggeolgae.

“My heart is full of love!”

Soon a huge wave of air approached and enveloped the two people.

Even though they weren’t even touching palms, Jinhae’s wrists rattled due to the overwhelming energy.

The air wave that I hadn’t been able to release hit my face and I started bleeding from my nose. My nose bridge hurt, as if my nose bone was broken.

It wasn’t a perfect defense.

But at the same time, it was the most successful defense that Jinhae and Honggeolgae could put up.

Hong Geol-gae picked up the baton and shouted.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to defeat the Twin Blood King! I’ll subdue the Demon King!”

Namgung Myung and Hyeon Gong flew towards the ghost king without hesitation.

Jinhae also flew together. Because, as anyone could see, the most dangerous person in this place was not the Ssanggeukhyeolong, but the Ghost King.

However, Jinhae felt frustrated when he stood before the ghost king.

Even the living Yeongheoja was considered to be as tall as Mt. Tai, but the Ghost King was a person who was even more solid and had reached a higher level than Yeongheoja. I couldn’t find any strength in my hands.

‘Can I reach the Demon King?’

However, Hyeon-gong and Nam-gung-myeong’s reactions were different from Jin-hae’s.

Even though he knew his opponent’s skills more accurately than Jinhae, he swung his sword at the Ghost King without any hesitation.

Jinhae looked into Namgung Myung’s eyes. There was joy hidden in the madness.

Jinhae now clearly understood what the bloody thing that Namgung Myung had been talking about was. As expected, it wasn’t a complicated metaphor. It was an attitude of always being ready to accept death, putting everything into one sword.

In a situation where one wrong move could lead to death, I entrust my life to the edge of the sword, above fear. Jin-hae felt deep in his heart what he had guessed until now.

Namgung Myung’s advice was all correct. What other people thought was not important at all.

The countless regrets I held in my heart were meaningless. After all, those things could not be placed on the blade.

Hyungong was the same. He was usually quite rational, but at this moment, the madness and passion in Hyungong’s eyes were no less than Namgung Myung’s.

Jinhae looked at the two men who had accepted the bloody path.

Finally, power was put into Jinhae’s hands.

Jinhae gripped the sword handle tightly and thought back to the thoughts that Yeongheoja had left behind.

The countless stories told by the spirits. Among the vague and ambiguous stories, the one that took up the most weight was the swordsmanship.

The season of Cheongseongpa, Cheongunjeokhageombeop.

‘I think I know something.’

Jinhae thought that his Cheongunjeokha sword had become sharper than before.

But it’s so clumsy that even I can understand it.

If before, it was like a cart that had stopped still with both wheels broken, now Jinhae’s Cheongunjeokhageom was rattling and spinning in place like a cart with only one wheel broken.

‘···shit.’

Jinhae threw down his sword and showed off the martial arts he was most confident in: Choi Shim Jang.

The power of the best heart was also insufficient and weak compared to the martial arts of Hyun-gong or Nam-gung-myeong. However, that was a good thing. Jin-hae had finally set foot on the bloody path.

*

Jinhae thought he was fighting desperately, but the person in the most danger here was not the three people facing the ghost king, but Hong Geol-gae.

Hong Geol-gae was left alone to face the Ssanggeukhyeol-ong.

‘···I’m going crazy.’

Even if he lost one arm, he is still considered a top-class expert. With just one spear, he can stop Hong Geol-gae’s bamboo spear and more.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the twin’s mouth.

“What courage do you have to remain before me?”

“Why would you? This club is enough to beat up a one-armed old man, so that’s all I have left.”

“That’s funny.”

As the twin-headed man spoke, he swung his spear like lightning and knocked down the flying dragon that was flying towards him.

On the day of Biryun, a soft purple color was floating around. It seemed like Dangmujin had thrown it with poison.

If Hong Geol-gae alone could completely grab the attention of Ssanggeuk-hyeol-ong, Bi-ryun would have had a tremendous effect. However, the problem was that Hong Geol-gae alone could not make Ssanggeuk-hyeol-ong give it his all.

As evidence, didn’t Ssanggeukhyeolong easily block Biryun while facing Honggeolgae?

However, it was not a position where one could blame the party officials.

Dang Mu-jin was dealing with all of the top and best masters of Sapa who were still alive, and was occasionally lending a helping hand to Hong Geol-gae.

Hong Geol-gae was in dire straits, but he could not ask for help.

‘Still, fighting like this gives me the best chance of winning. I have to hold off the Ssanggeuk Blood Prince alone until those guys subdue the Demon King.’

Of course, it is faster to subdue the Twin Blood Kings through joint attacks than to subdue the Ghost King.

But if I do that, I will have to take on the secret agent with my body, so there is no way to survive.

‘···No, actually, I don’t know if those guys are even capable of subduing the Demon King.’

Rather, the King of Ghost was leisurely pushing back on three people, including Hyeon-gong, Nam-gung-myeong, and Jin-hae.

‘Either those guys subdue the Demon King and come help me, or I subdue the Ssanggeuk Blood King and go help those guys.’

Both stories were improbable. Could such a thing even be possible?

At that moment, the sight of the twin-headed blood lance flying towards him was seen. Hong Geol-gae desperately twisted his body, but the lance just grazed Hong Geol-gae’s shoulder. Another blood line was drawn on Hong Geol-gae’s body. Before he knew it, Hong Geol-gae was covered in blood.

The twin-eyed man laughed heartily.

“If you’re going to have random thoughts, make them pleasant and happy thoughts. Those will be the last thoughts you have in your life.”

“Do you think you can defeat me just by thinking about something else, old man? Even if you fight while drunk, it’ll be enough.”

As Hong Geol-gae spoke, he threw his body backwards and took out the bottle of liquor on his waist. The half-empty bottle was sloshing.

Hong Geol-gae drank all the strong alcohol in one gulp and then rushed at Ssanggeukhyeol-ong again.

Under normal circumstances, it would have taken quite some time for the intoxication to kick in.

But today, because I was moving so diligently that I was out of breath, the drunkenness also rose quickly.

My hands and feet feel numb, and the pain gradually dulls.

My mind becomes hazy and my steps seem to float above the ground.

Steps that land too soon or too late upset your center of gravity.

Your steps, which are not straight and instead go around in circles, catch your opponent by surprise.

“It’s a martial art that’s still funny even when I see it again!”

As he unfolded the Chupalseonbo, the number of times the short spear swung by the Ssanggeukhyeolong grazed Honggeolgae increased even more.

However, Hong Geol-gae found stability instead. This was because he was confident that the single spear would not pierce his heart right away.

It was a bit of a random memory, but Hong Geol-gae recalled the time when he first met Dang Mu-jin.

I recalled the moment when I was swept away by the torrential rain in Chongqing and wished someone would help me.

The hand of Dang Mu-jin, who miraculously came and saved me, is vivid before my eyes.

This time it was his turn to lend a helping hand.

A hazy mind due to intoxication. A mind clouded by excessive loss of blood. Life hanging on the edge of a spear.

Hong Geol-gae’s physical and mental legs stretched out their feet in sync.

Hong Geol-gae’s body circled around the twin blood dragon and grabbed his leg, but his mind went somewhere difficult to guess.

Finally, Hong Geol-gae thought that the world was slowing down.

‘You’re finally here.’

That was a gamble that Hong Geol-gae took with his life on the line.

Hong Geol-gae heard stories of the moment when he would advance to the next level through his friends, through Hyeol-woo-gaek, and through Sam-an-bul several times.

A strange and precious secret that most experts would never reveal.

Every single drone that has ever existed must have struggled, stumbled, and wandered alone before finally reaching the next level.

But Hong Geol-gae was different.

Hong Geol-gae went straight through the dark space like a moonless night, using only countless stories as milestones.

It was a vague step. But at the same time, it was also the fastest way.

Who in the world could find the next level so easily?

But like his friends, Hong Geol-gae didn’t know where the path began.

Enlightenment is like the sun.

He who has attained perfect enlightenment will be able to clearly see his path under the bright blazing sun and set his feet on the path.

But the sun of Hong Geul-gae has not yet risen.

It is not a path that you walk by relying on the light of the rising sun, but a path that you vaguely find through other people’s explanations.

Hong Geol-gae’s night vision was dark, and the visible path was extremely blurry.

But eventually, Hong Geol-gae found the way. It was too long and too big a road to pass by without knowing.

Hong Geol-gae knew exactly what to do here.

After getting only a clue and stopping, you have to go back and wait for the full enlightenment to come to you.

‘You must stand at the starting point of the perfect path and walk slowly from the beginning of that path.’

A story that three friends and a hemophiliac gathered together to tell.

However, the path that Hong Geol-gae is looking at now is darker and more blurred than the path that his friends looked at. His field of vision is also narrow. He only knows that there is a path, but he has no way to find its starting point.

No one else can tell you where the path begins. You must find it through your own enlightenment.

Hong Geol-gae’s steps suddenly stopped. But soon, his teacher’s story came to mind.

‘Jusan-ah. What are you going to do if you already have a disciple? Why do you claim to be a double sprout?’

‘The coming winter will surely be harsh.’

Yeah, it’s going to be a tough winter.

Hong Geol-gae was now facing the cold wind of the Jeongsa War, and he knew this fact better than anyone else.

The coming Great Battle of Jeongma will be even more intense than this, if not more intense.

But Hong Geol-gae made up his mind.

‘If I go back from here, will I be able to gain enlightenment and stand at the starting point?’

Unlike his friends who started to move towards the ultimate peak as soon as they passed the peak wall, Hong Geol-gae thought that even just being a peak master was more than enough for his talent.

I just followed my friends and somehow got lucky and managed to get past the climax.

Yeah, guys.

Hong Geol-gae raised his head.

Before the coldest winter approaches, some barley must sprout earlier than others to block the wind. Hong Geol-gae considered that his role.

Hong Geol-gae didn’t stop at the beginning of the road, but took a deep breath.

And then I took a step by the side of the road.

In an instant, thick thorns grew on the roadside and entangled Honggeolgae’s legs.

There’s no going back now, no way out.

But Hong Geol-gae was not flustered. He raised his foot knowingly.

Hong Geol-gae turned his head to check the direction the road led. Only then could he see clearly where the road led to.

I thought that if I had just taken the perfect opportunity, I could have gone there.

‘But for now, this is enough.’

But I have no regrets. Wasn’t it already more than enough?

Furthermore, I did not stand here with the intention of reaching the extreme of nothingness.

Hong Geol-gae closed his eyes and then slowly opened them.

The face of the twin-eyed man appeared again.

*

The twin-headed man who was swinging his spear felt a subtle change.

Any other person would not have known what had happened, but Ssanggeukhyeolong could not help but know.

A young man who is not hasty by nature.

However, the young man who had moved on to the next level more quickly than anyone else was looking at the twin blood vessels.

Hong Geol-gae took a step forward and stretched out his right hand, aiming for Ssanggeukhyeol-ong’s knee.

“The distance is a hundred miles.”

One of the many times I have seen the Hangryongsippaljang. However, its power was different from before. As soon as the sword was extended, the surrounding atmosphere and ground seemed to vibrate heavily. Ssanggeukhyeolong raised his single spear vertically and barely managed to block Honggeolgae’s long sword.

Of course, that wasn’t the end of Hong Geul-gae’s diet.

“Walking on the ice to the max.”

Then, Hong Geol-gae’s new model slid backwards.

Finally, Honggeolgae lowered his posture, his two legs firmly planting themselves on the ground. Honggeolgae’s two arms, which had been stretched up and down, each rotated in a semicircle.

The twin-eyed man had seen that pose more than once or twice, so he knew very well what kind of diet would follow.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Ssanggeukhyeol-ong’s mind.

‘I shouldn’t have lost my right arm in the communal forest. If I had, I would have been able to subdue that guy without much difficulty.’

Finally, Hong Geol-gae shouted out loud.

“And again, the dragon has regrets.”

At the end of his life, the twin bloodline saw Hong Geol-gae’s two palms.