Web novel written by God - Web novel written by God chapter 88

Before the author left, I put the veil back on Soakju’s face and returned to the starting position.

Soon time began to flow again.

“… … .”

Soakju said, tidying up her veil, as if she felt strange.

“Is there a reason you have to hurry?”

It was the answer to the request to call Sabongju right now.

She is a woman with good senses.

But you’ll never know why you’re in such a hurry, even if you wake up dead. Because of the speed of development, how can you imagine?

I just got up from my seat.

I heard shouts grabbing me from behind, but I kept walking out.

Kwak Dang chased after me and blocked my way.

“What are you going to do if you go away like that? It was the face of the Soak Lord.”

“I think the rice will go well in that atmosphere.”

“Junior!”

“If I hadn’t done that, the arrow would have been directed at the elder Oh Bong-ju.”

Gwak Dang was not a person whose head was very restless. He seemed to think for a moment, then asked again, widening his surprised eyes.

“No, is that real? It was obviously icing. I health… … .”

“Please tell the elders. I will take care of my own life, so there is no need for protection. Then the hairs fly away. Looking at it, Soakju is not an ordinary woman. I’m stitching it all up.”

emphasized once more.

“Don’t make things happen for nothing. If you are a swordsman, tell him to behave like a swordsman. The more the elder protects me, the more uncomfortable I am.”

I winked at Min-joon to stop Gwak-dang from following him any further.

The guy squeezed between us. Even though there was no way he didn’t know that it was an order for celebrating guests, Kwak Dang looked at me stunned and asked.

“Hey, did you say that junior won?”

It seems so unbelievable.

trust me a little

* * *

After a while, everyone gathered at the gymnasium.

Soak-ju is drinking tea under the canopy set by the ladies-in-waiting, while Oh Bong-ju and Gwak-dang stand behind it with firm faces.

While everyone was waiting for the Sabongju, the author finished setting up the Sabongju.

[ Gong Gui Feng (Person)

The master of Sabong among the eight swords.

The nickname is Hyeolungsan (血鷹山), and I hate being called that. Because of the physical complex.

＜Excellence＞ ＜Honwongong＞ ＜The Hunchback＞ ＜Tribute＞ ]

It is a type of martial arts in which the finger is raised to tear and pierce the opponent’s flesh or pull out the bones, as a tribute, and it is the first type to appear in the work.

But what is even more interesting is that he is a hunchback with a bent back.

As soon as I checked it out, I got a good inspiration.

[The writer thinks.

“what is that?” ]

That is why Sa Bong-ju is a hunchback. It’s not a congenital disorder, it’s acquired. It’s because I’ve learned the Honwon Gong wrong.

[The writer is puzzled.

“Either congenital or acquired. What does it matter?” ]

Just as I was about to answer, an old man started climbing up the stairs below.

Sabongju is the gonggye style. The back rising like a small hill also shakes greatly with each step.

This is why the star has a mountain attached to it.

He increased his speed from where the Soakju came into view.

Sasasasak!-

Even though I was standing on the road to Soakju, he didn’t give me a glance.

The old man passed me like a gale and bent his lower back even more.

“Gye-poong sees Soju.”

His sharp voice, as if scratching iron, had a strong sense of senility.

Gong Gye-pung exchanged a few words with Soak-ju and then shot a scolding glance at Oh Bong-ju.

“Are you saying you’re causing concern by not being able to do something about one of the thunderbolts?”

And he raised his voice as if to ask us to listen.

“Anyway, that was what I was waiting for. I will clearly teach those two couples what the cost of insulting the text is. Don’t worry about soju.”

When Gong Gui-Feng came to the center of the gymnasium, I also moved on.

In front of Soakju, he poured out with words the lifeblood he would have suppressed.

“Even if you die, don’t resent the old woman. A man who cannot control his blood will always die. You’ll have to blame your discipline.”

“Looks like swordsmen speak louder than swords? Come.”

“OK. Where do you want to see me? Are martial arts as good as your bravery!”

Cheak-!

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose from below. One of his feet dug deep between his crotch, creating a loud echo.

At the same time, the five fingers of the gong qi wind, which were dwelling in the wind, also rushed toward my chin, coiling up the energy.

It is a lifesaver that will kill the opponent from the first move.

What came in together was the deformed Hon Yuanbo, which created an affair in just one step. As expected, that transmutation showed its power even when I let go of the attack.

Five fingers in one hand. A total of ten fingers on two hands.

But in reality, more than twenty rakes were chasing after my flesh.

Interestingly, none of them were fake. The only difference is whether it comes from the actual body or is created from the condensation of energy.

The Hon-Won Jobeop modified by him makes possible what is possible only at a higher level in the general Hon-Won Jobeop.

Do you have to exert that much power without entering the next stage?

In the world of super-high masters, it is an obvious fraudulent skill. Not only the fishing method, but also the two steps to the gale was a deformed aspect that could not exist at his current level.

That’s why.

If he can maintain his current status without side effects, his Honwon Gong can become a martial art that can threaten the Cheonma Singong.

But it can’t be.

The side effects are too serious. He growled with bloodshot eyes.

Blood had risen all over his face, turning it dark red.

At the end of a tangle of feet, the storm that raged from me wrapped around his gale and swept it away.

“You thief!”

He shouted as he jumped up from where he had fallen.

Where is that?

Soakju also stood up, noticing that the martial arts I was using were their own vision.

Anyway, the inspection is over.

I was able to know how Sabongju’s Honwongong was transformed and why he had to become a hunchback in the process.

I brushed him off and spat out a little.

“Even the evil lord doesn’t care. did you let it go Or are you not able to?”

“What do you mean!”

Sabongju Gong Gye-pung is a person who will end up on his own after a while.

In the middle of a fight, my words turned my heart and blood, so it’s natural for me to show so many gaps at the moment. The number of cases that could end him ran like crazy in my mind.

But instead of making a choice, I gave him another shot.

It was towards him, who had fallen out again the moment his feet got entangled.

“It will hurt a little.”

He couldn’t even ask what I was talking about. As long as he desperately realized the gap between me and himself, there would be only one thing left for him.

He took out his ultimate.

【 Six Spirits Return to the Soul! 】

* * *

In Honwon-gong, the 6th expression is easy to contain the ultimate.

Especially if you’re aiming for a sure death, you can’t help but do that because of the nature of sealing off space.

The opponent trapped there cannot avoid death in any way.

In Oh Bong-joo’s Honwon sword method, he slaughter the opponent in the name of the body soul sword net.

In Sabongju’s Honwonjobeop, it is named as the six soul spirit food. It means that the six demons that jumped out of the chaos fill the stomach.

The intent to kill, befitting such a gloomy meaning, permeates every gesture.

that made me nervous

beep-

As expected, the energy that brushed my ears ignited as tinnitus and entered the ear.

It sounded like ghosts chattering, and it told me that Sabongju was beyond the realm of swordsmanship.

Intercessory peak.

However, the real power doubles from there, and it is close to the end of the transcendence.

Even though the gap with me is considerable, the ultimate with the end of transcendence was powerful enough to make my hair stand on end.

The moment Sabongju’s grip flies back.

A picture flashed in my mind.

A painting whose entire body is tattered and full of holes, as if it had been eaten by all sorts of demons. This is the result of his ultimate attack.

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And for a moment, as I grabbed both of his wrists, the energy that had been pouring in from all directions evaporated all at once.

“Suck!”

Sa Bong-ju was astonished.

It must be because the result of risking one’s life to increase the number of gamblers was too futile.

He hadn’t even thought of a continuation. I floundered just like the bouncing hand gesture.

pug. Pupper puck!-

Every time my fist touched, he staggered in great shock, and at the end he ended up pouring out dark red blood.

It was dead blood, like that of someone engulfed in poison.

His altered Hon-Won-Gong draws more power than his achievement, but the side effects were so great.

Aside from the fact that the fight lasted for a short period of time, it was eating away metallurgically the lifespan, and if you exploded the ultimate skill, you could even lose your life.

This time he was really close.

I kicked him and put him back wide.

It was from then.

Duduk.

His whole body twisted violently with the sound of his bones. A moan of pain escaped his mouth.

“evil!”

That’s why I said it would hurt a little. Because the gongpower accumulated so far will rather attack your body.

The spine is where many nerves are concentrated.

Every time energy rushes through the forcibly opened spine gap, you will be electrocuted and burned with pain.

The pain is unbearable with any patience. Eventually, he started screaming like a ghost.

“Aagh!”

Indeed, he did not sit still, like a man whose whole body was on fire.

Both hands shriveled and stretched, and both legs lost their balance and collapsed. Even when he fell, his body continued to twist.

“Bongju!”

Then Kwak Dang ran up. Perhaps because they had eyes to see, they were ready to pull out their swords at any moment.

“Anyway, it is! Did you have to use such a vile trick!”

Oh Bong-ju and Baek Pyo-il, who almost flew into the gymnasium, were no different.

He opened his mouth as he looked at Kong Gui-Feng, who was writhing in pain, in horror. However, his mouth, which had been opened, quickly closed.

After grasping the situation, he strongly grabbed the shoulder of Kwak Dang, who was running amok with resentment.

Only then did Gwakdang become quiet.

“There are all kinds of special things in the middle of the day. But you’d better leave it alone.”

I just spit that far and turned around.

I was about to go back to the starting position to check the reaction of the soakju, but a weak hand grabbed my ankle.

It was a public wind.

He looked up at me with a contemplative face, but the process that was going on inside him was over at that time. It’s faster than expected.

I thought it would take at least an hour, but that was a story when I didn’t calculate that Kong Gui-Feng was a super-skilled person.

It seemed that Kong Gui-feng realized what was going on inside him and sympathized with it.

“uh… … uh… … .”

Kwak Dang blinked his eyes in surprise as if he couldn’t believe it even after seeing it himself.

At the place where his eyes were focused, the wind of gong was rising weakly.

when fully awake.

[The writer admired.

“Hey Lee Hwan! Did you fix the hunchback this time?” ]

Sabongju Gong Gui-feng was no longer a crooked hunchback.