The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 265



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#265. I lost my temper

#Episode 265.

Kwarrrrrrrrrrrrrr—!!!

The austere school of Shaolin. A cool sensation piercing through the palm of the golden Buddha. Eight great swords rise up with great momentum into the sky that splits wide in two.

Juruk-

A thin stream of blood flowed down from under the monk’s robe.

A being that did not even avoid the Tathagata body of the Buddhist monk Gwangbeop, who had even broken the divine spirits, but instead stamped his foot on the spot and destroyed it with his sword, dispersing its power.

Huang Lun, who had scattered all of the magic spells, looked around thoughtfully and spoke.

“The Seven Seats of this Central Plain are trying to catch the traitor. What can we stop them from doing?”

Swish- Swish-

And then he was skilled at straightening the torn sleeves and reshaping them.

“······.”

if.

If I had faced Hwangryun’s monstrous power head on without knowing the inaction of Samjon Mengwoogak, I might have nodded my head calmly.

A master like that deserves to call himself a martial god.

Hooooooo—

He can freely use as many as nine great swords. All of them contain enough power to pierce through even the self-defense technique. The ultimate sword technique. There is no limit to the distance between the sword and the beginning.

In an instant, the swords of the Emperor Lun began to fall in all directions. Drops of blood were flying. Without warning, a sword slid past my waist, squeezing in through the gap. I used all my might to strike back at the sword that was aiming for Rudolph’s nape and the sword that was slicing past my waist.

Kagagagagagang—!

A wave of sparks flying up and down singes the collar.

I kicked the ground, left Rudolph behind, and landed next to Gwangbeop.

Rudolph was terrified, but he also screamed happily as if he had seen a hero from another world.

“You answered my call!!!”

[ Dolph, bow your head . ]

slap!

Rudolph rolls over, his upper body bent over, dragging his sick body. Three swords of the Yellow Wheel, infused with tremendous power, pass by his hair. Whoosh! A sword technique that contains the power to instantly blow up Rudolph. Rudolph, whose head hair is half-off, has turned into a monk from Shaolin.

“Don’t step on it.”

“evil!”

I stepped on Rudolph, who was lying flat on his stomach. His back, which should have been strong, was going down hard. This guy had his back broken by a knife wound. But he was still crawling around, trying to live, rolling around, so to be honest, I could easily mistake him for a traitor.

Pot!

Anyway, he stepped on it and jumped into the air. The Gwangbeop Seonsa rushed in without hesitation and filled the space. The tension like a tidal wave burst out in all directions and struck down Hwangryun’s sword. The loud sound of a bomb exploding was now commonplace.

Kookookookook!

However, as I soared upward, the refined aura of the absolute being grabbed my nape. I could no longer rise and had no choice but to stop. Soon, the angry Hwangryun exhaled with incredible spirit.

“Don’t you dare stand on my head.”

The sharp gaze created a cold atmosphere that made it difficult to move.

I answered.

“I will. However, there are many targets for venting anger outside the walls—”

“It’s noisy!”

Hwang Ryun raised his voice as if he didn’t want to hear it.

Wheaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

He never seemed to tire, and he continued to draw out his sword wrapped in an invisible energy, aiming at Rudolf. His eyes were full of sorrow as he unleashed his sword. The bastard he could kill if he wanted to kept jumping around and getting on his nerves, which only made him even angrier.

Sugagak!

It was not the realm of consciousness. It would be too late to report and respond. The upper chamber, which had been opened to its limit, overheated in an instant just by following the movements of the sword that Hwangryun was unfolding.

But the real problem is.

Not only the flying Igi Sword, but also the power of the Hwangryun body itself.

Gugugugugu—

The axis of the earth slowly being torn apart.

Hwang Ryun, who controls the Yigi Sword, is currently holding one sword and taking the stance of a knight.

It is something that cannot be ignored. A tremendous amount of invisible energy is swirling around Hwangryun, but he does not move as if he is preparing some kind of attack.

If there was even a moment of opening, he would come right through and cut off Rudolph’s head in a comical way.

“Ugh······My stomach is pierced······This is retribution······.”

Blood is already gushing out from Rudolph’s punctured stomach. Even the corpse’s regenerative powers are not enough to fully handle the power of the Seven Seats.

stop–!

At that moment, with a magnificent shout, an incredible golden tension surged and the sword in the air was powerfully kicked away. The abbot’s entire body was dyed in the golden light of dawn.

Hwang Lun, who had been holding the sword and taking the knight’s stance, asked.

“······Why do you keep telling me to stop?”

Heh heh heh—

It was creepy and creepy. Hwangryun’s fresh beard was stiff and not fluttering. The earth was shaking as if it couldn’t control its strength. Soon, Hwangryun’s eyes became filled with murderous intent. However, the corners of his mouth went up instead. That expression that could not be expressed in words was truly bizarre.

like.

As if he was happy to receive my uncontrollable anger.

Or, it seems like he feels happy because he is letting off steam like this.

“······Shaolin tried to overturn the martial arts world, but now they’ve become a group that even protects traitors!!!”

Suddenly, the light flashed. The compressed and compressed energy of the yellow wheel exploded. The Gwangbeop Seonsa stretched out his body urgently. A deep energy like Mt. Tai burst out, and the energy wave exploded in a grand manner.

Kwajijijik.

It was a deadly stab.

As if he had connected dots in space, the new form of the Hwangryun was already dozens of meters away from the point of impact. A terrifying force pierced through the entire space, and the thunderous roar rang out for a long time.

——————————!!!

The moment when the axis of the earth belatedly flips over and a long, straight furrow tens of meters wide is created.

bang!

The light-beop-seonsa who had penetrated the prose wall and the jin came into view slowly. My ears were dim, and my impressions ended there. My upper body was also overheated, so I couldn’t think of anything else.

【······Huh, it’s you again?】

At that moment, Hwangryun threw a thought as if he was tired. My light was just about to stab Hwangryun’s right eye. It was an opportunity that I had created by turning the sword path while the light method bounced off, but I did not stab him.

Hwang Ryun, who seemed surprised for a moment, smiled bitterly when he saw the trembling tip of the sword.

Kagang!

Five swords immediately block the gap, and three swords rise into the sky. The light’s black blades are caught by the five swords and do not fall out.

Soon, Hwangryun combed back her white hair that had been loosened by the wind.

He laughed even harder.

“Then that’s right. You don’t have the courage to cut me down either. What are you going to do by fighting me with your sword?”

Kaang!

“If you really want to see Hwangryun’s event, why don’t you just cut off my head and display it on the streets of Chang’an?”

Hwangryun, who had struck down the sword, suddenly turned his head.

however.

At the end of that cold gaze, Rudolph was gone.

Rudolph, who was a survival expert in his own right, was already crawling diligently towards the mountain gate of Sungsan while Master Gwangbeop and I threw ourselves in front of Hwangryun.

“T, gently… no, a little gently….”

“hurry.”

bang!

Ahimsa, who had returned to prose without realizing it, pulled out Rudolf and threw him into the prose!

That is to say.

Now, Rudolph has entered the Shaolin territory. If he were to enter the Shaolin territory, he would become an enemy of all of Shaolin. I thought that even the Seven-Thousand Emperors would not become an enemy of all of Shaolin for something like this.

“There will be no more sword fights.”

“Huh, is this······the Shaolin grounds?”

but.

It was a misjudgment.

Hwang Ryun, who had been standing there blankly for a moment, narrowed his eyes. Then he muttered and scolded.

“Do you really think I’d let you go just for that petty excuse?”

“······.”

Hooooooooo—

A huge amount of wind pressure rose from Hwangryun’s entire body.

His gaze was fixed on the perforated mountain gate of Shaolin.

It was a gaze that bordered on obsession. He seemed to think that if he didn’t kill me in response to my provocation, his face would be damaged, and he was really determined to kill me. He seemed ready to storm into Shaolin’s territory and drag Rudolph out.

That’s why I said it again.

“Still, how about we stop here?”

“Say that several times.”

“It would be better for both of us if we stopped.”

I said that and pointed to the sky.

Okay then.

“Are you saying that if I destroy the Shaolin mountain gate, I will be punished by heaven?”

Hwang Ryun raised his head and laughed.

In the high sky, I saw an eagle circling around.

Not only that, but small squirrels, owls, and even strange machines were all watching us from the distant sky.

The glossy white hair of the golden wheel was blown by the strong wind and hung in a mess.

“······.”

I didn’t miss his fleeting frown.

* * *

Woohoooooo—

Above the skyscrapers, beneath the black sky.

Reflecting on what is happening under Sungsan Mountain right now, all kinds of birds and tiny drones fly in the sky.

Under the eaves of the high-rise pavilion, you can see the silhouettes of people moving quickly.

Wow wow wow wow wow!

—······.

The figure uses a cyberware wind suit to ward off the great wave of energy that surges like a tidal wave from the vicinity of Sungsan and sweeps away all the buildings. He holds a small telescope in one hand. Then, when the shock wave stops for a moment, he jumps from eaves to eaves. They are swift and silent like a stream of water.

Tudu—

— Do you see what’s happening? Report it.

Inyoung, dressed in a formal attire, received the order through Linkport’s corporate intranet and immediately sent a net message.

— You can see the Nine Swords of the Seven Seated Emperor Huang Lun.

— Hwangryun? Hwangryun again? What on earth have you been doing in the city for so long?

— Yes, and the ones who are against the yellow wheel are the twelve mad horses and the director of the light method.

—···This time, Hwangryun, Bangjang, and Gwangma? Why are they fighting together?

— The Seven-Leaded Emperor Huang Lun considers a man a traitor and wants to kill him, but Gwangma and the chief priest try to stop him.

In an instant, the intranet lines became quiet.

Then, not long after, the answer came back.

— I will report to the Lord. Keep watching.

— Your name.

one side

Underneath the ground where the pavilion was built.

Shadows also move through Surtr’s great underground aqueducts.

Even though they were staggering around like drunks, their eyes were pure.

The lower class people under the bridge were running away screaming in panic from the tremendous wave of air, and only the dirty beggars moved against it. Large martens emitting strange lights emerged from their bodies and disappeared into the broken water pipe.

A beggar said.

— The wind chime is coming.

— Huh? Who is Pungryunggae?

— Who are you? You are the proud wind chime of our openness.

— Hey you rotten bastard, your tongue is rotten too, not to mention your teeth. Is Pung-ga your friend? This bastard is really shameless. I want to break all the bowls!

— Leave them alone. That’s why those beggars who have never experienced war are like this! They grew up comfortably and have no manners. They are in big trouble. Back in the old days, there was a guy named Wangchosam under the wind chime who had no manners······.

While the beggars were moving underground.

Click—

Above the water pipe where cockroaches are crawling out.

Behind the inn where the bikes were scattered, a single man moved. He had a mysterious aura unique to Taoism, and he leaned against the wall of the inn with his sword in his hand. He was quietly watching how the situation in the neighborhood was unfolding.

Near Sungsan. The inn, which should be bustling, is quiet.

Songmun (松紋). A scabbard with a pine tree pattern engraved on it clanked into the man’s arms.

······Surtr City. Powerful energies were stirring in both Nanjing and Beijing. All sorts of forces in the martial arts world and unignorable giants were rising one by one to the growing commotion of Sungsan.

This is Beijing. And it’s Shaolin.

So there’s no way you wouldn’t feel it.

The mountain gate of Sungsan is half destroyed, and every building nearby has broken windows or collapsed exterior walls. The axis of the earth is twisted and broken, and it seems impossible to repair it. Combat between men over level 10 is no joke. You can’t let out your blood to your heart’s content in this cramped city.

“At this point, wouldn’t the entire martial arts world be watching? The Federation would be watching as well.”

“······.”

Hwangryun stopped dead in his tracks, closed his mouth, and suddenly his eyes became calm.

The cold air had eased. I could feel Hwang Ryun’s gaze spreading wide as he glanced around. It was a movement to check what was around Sungsan.

I was sure.

The Seven Seated Emperor Huang Lun is a narrow-minded and petty person.

But also, they value their own reputation very much.

Perhaps because he values ​​his appearance, he deliberately acts like a god.

Just now.

···Even during battle, he was able to skillfully fold up and hide his torn sleeves.

In the past, he was able to defeat Namgungcheon from a distance and kill him with just a sword.

In terms of character, it is a fresh customization, and it can be seen as a concept of a fresh swordsman who is the absolute ruler of the martial arts world and can easily rule the central plains.

How bad must his actions have been for him to be called the heaven of the martial arts world?

The real sky is the Samjon Maengwoo Pavilion.

So, it would be awkward to show a pitiful appearance to the entire martial arts world. Attack the abbot, destroy the Sungsan Mountain Gate, and go in and cause chaos. Although Shaolin’s prestige has diminished, if it ends up like that, other companies will surely condemn Hwangryun’s excessive hand-wringing.

It is extremely burdensome to make a fuss any longer.

As expected.

“hmm.”

Hwangryun felt the half-exploded appearance of the city and the rats swarming here and there, and soon began to think hard. Once he reached that level, his brain would work fast, so it didn’t take long for him to come up with an answer.

“Good. Bring him back from Sungsan and bring him before me. After I quietly execute the traitor, I will no longer question your misdeeds.”

That’s not true.

I don’t think he’ll ever give it back to me again when it comes to this situation. He just needs something to hide his feelings and defend himself.

There are rumors going around the martial arts world that the Seven-Leaded Emperor Hwangryun is running wild and killing all traitors and those suspected of being traitors. There is nothing good about the groundless rumors being revealed as facts.

Isn’t it strange that the abbot and the twelve disciples are taking sides and supporting the traitor? If Shaolin and some other martial arts world are determined to denounce it, wouldn’t it be difficult for even Hwangryun to dismiss it as mere sophistry?

“What are you doing instead of bringing it right now!”

However.

Even someone as shameless as that needs to have an escape route.

If I keep pushing and get angry and go to a fight again, I think that Chiljwa’s reputation and everything will be over. This was the first and last chance.

“That guy has a close relationship with the Blood Demon of the Yi tribe.”

Of course, I don’t know that, and it’s been a long time since the Blood Demon, the strongest of the vampire tribe, died, and I don’t know much about him, but I just said that. After all, that Dolph guy is the one who sprang out of the Blood Demon’s stuff.

It was an excuse to avoid the burden.

“Ugh—”

As expected, Hwang Ryun took those words in stride, and spoke in a very low and solemn voice that resonated throughout Sungsan. His meanness, pettiness, and wit were the worst of all martial arts.

“Could it be that the Blood Demon has made progress?”

“I think it is probably like that.”

“Oh, so that’s what happened······That’s why I felt that way.”

Hwang Ryun shook his head shamelessly as if he was really surprised. It seemed like he wanted to wrap things up quickly, knowing that digging too deep would only end up hurting himself.

I also agreed with him without hurting his feelings.

“No. It was that guy who did something that was misleading.”

Hwang Ryun pretended to be thinking seriously about something, then opened his mouth solemnly like the emperor of a great nation.

“I understand the complicated circumstances! It is clear that you are a species that does not fit in this Central Plains. I will give you just one day to spare. I am in the process of punishing the traitor, so leave the city immediately and never set foot in it again.”

Kwaaaaang!!!

He commanded like an emperor, thrusting his sword into the ground and shaking the very foundations.

Basically, it’s telling you to get out of here quickly. If you don’t want to get killed right away.

It would be difficult to go see Jin Gong-jin and Dokgo Woong-baek in one day.

Still, did you save the guy who almost died screaming?

Kurrurururururung—!

A new form emerges with nine swords.

A young man with a fresh appearance, neat white hair and a flowing gray beard.

Hwangryun pretends to be a great man, a great swordsman. He pretends to be big-hearted. He pretends to be broad-minded. He unleashes tremendous power and sweeps the area around Sungsan once again, showing off the majesty of the Seven Seats······

【 Next is something you can never escape from 】

Heh heh heh—

Hwangryun, who had conveyed his will by striking down Hye-gwang-sim-eo until the end, leisurely disappeared through the air like a legendary immortal without even looking back. While still on the sword. After confirming that Hwangryun had disappeared, he focused his light on the sword.

The front yard of Sungsan where Hwangryun disappeared.

Knock- knock-

I roughly dusted myself off and spoke to the man who came over.

“Because Chiljwa is like that, this place is not a place for people to live. How about moving Sungsan to Ragnarok?”

“······.”

The abbot, holding a cigarette instead of a prayer bead, looked back at Sungsan.

Before he knew it, the great monks and martial artists of Shaolin, and even the twelve great masters, Banggak, had come out and lined up behind the first mountain gate of Sungsan. Gwangbeop looked intently in the direction that the disappeared Hwangryun was headed and quietly let out a whimper. A stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.

yet.

“Huhhhhhhhhhhh······.”

Rudolph, with a broken back, sat down and wiped away his tears and snot.

I laughed because the sight was so life-like. I can’t believe I risked my life to save that guy.

“Of all the damages seen under the sky, this is the greatest.”

Today, I defeated the great tyrant Surtr’s Seven Seats and Chuck.

* * *

The sky of Surtr.

Under the city’s defensive formations that stretched high into the sky.

“He’s a piece of trash, he has a demonic feel to him… I should’ve just killed him. Today is not the day!”

Soon, the immortal who had been playing in the sky looked down at the Central Plains, which seemed small.

It was peaceful, but huge energies were watching the movements of the immortals from all over the land. In particular, he ground his teeth at the pure energy coming from behind a guesthouse near Sungsan. It was not as good as him, but it was not lacking.

Hwangryun.

“······.”

His new form, which had been caressing his severed ear, disappeared in an instant, and appeared in a guest house on the other side of Sungsan Mountain, completely silent.

Bow-

There, the man who had already been prostrating himself bowed his head even lower. A sword covered in thick blood was lined up next to him.

Hwang Ryun, who saw that, opened his mouth quietly.

“Did you kill them all?”

“While the eyes of the martial arts world were focused on Sungsan, they were all killed.”

“Has anyone escaped outside?”

“But there is not a single one.”

“From now on, until Maengga dies, there will be no more unfortunate incidents like the one with Namgung last time. From now on, you will hide quietly and avoid the eyes of the martial arts world. Do you understand?”

“······yes!”

As the tremendous aerodynamic force appeared and disappeared from Hwangryun’s entire body, who was reminded of the Demon Lord, the man who was lying down answered, sweating profusely.

After a while, Hwang Ryun sat down calmly and adjusted her clothes.

Then, after catching his breath for a moment, he moved his lips.

“You still couldn’t find that Baek-ri Brain guy?”

“We’re still tracking—”

“No, that’s enough. You’ve worked hard, so you can leave today. I will soon pass on my sword to you as well.”

“······yes!”

Slurp—

As if impressed by the words of hardship, the man who had been prostrating himself disappeared like smoke, and Hwangryun also immediately floated into the air and disappeared again.

and.

It was a split second.

Crunch!

A blood line appeared on the neck of the man who was leaving the inn.

“······?”

Wide open eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hwang Ryun immediately found the man who had disappeared like smoke, cut off his head from behind, and burned him with the Samadhi Evolution. He climbed onto his sword with his back to his chest as if nothing had happened.

“You devil, I’m so nervous… Are there any left?”

does not exist.

Hwang Ryun frowned and shook his head.

A long sigh.

With this, all the traitors within the city have been cleared out.

[ You act like the heaven of the martial arts world. What god? I don’t care. However, if there are any traitors left when you return, you will die. ]

Tingle-

The true heaven of the martial arts world. The martial arts god I was aiming for.

Even with those words that were surging from his dantian, a sharp pain first rose and his two severed ears trembled. At the irritating sensation of that demon, Hwangryun unconsciously covered his severed ears and closed his eyes. Soon after, Hwangryun, who was extremely indignant at how pitiful it was, crossed the empty space of the martial arts world like a flash.

“Hey, you’re an old man who’s about to die······.”

Inevitably, the sound of teeth gnashing echoed throughout the martial arts world.