Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 225

◈ The best talent in the world (4)

Mujin was not the only one who felt such deprivation.

“What is that bastard again?”

“The unlucky bastard has come out again.”

Some magic bandits check Ouyang Pae’s face and crumple their faces.

In particular, the reaction of those with bald heads was particularly violent.

Well, since the number of magical enemies was over twenty, there were some who showed normal reactions.

“Hehehe. “You have a smooth face, so if you sell it to the slave market, you’ll make a lot of money, right?”

In any case, it was a normal reaction by magical standards.

But no matter what the magic bandits said about him or not, Ouyangpae just glanced around the area with an emotionless face.

And the number of enemies and the state of the battlefield. Ouyangpae quickly identified the place where the trap was likely to be and moved.

“Hehehe. Before selling them to the slave market… … .”

Suddenly!

At first, he was a demonic bastard who tried to say something dirty at close range of the Ouyang group.

Before he could finish his sentence, the moment the magician’s head separated from his neck.

Suddenly!

Suddenly!

“Kwaaaak!”

A bloody wind began to rage from the magic den.

Moo-gyeong, who was watching the scene from behind, asked Moo-jin.

“Are you not going to move?”

“I need to move.”

The person Moo-jin was facing, who answered Mu-gyeong’s question, was not the Goyang group that was slaughtering the magic bandits.

“Boo, Vice Spirit, help me!”

“Who is your voodoo spirit?”

Kwasik!

It was Mujin who instantly crushed the head of the magician who had been with him for the past few days.

Mujin had already heard all about the heinous crimes they had committed in Rimji.

I didn’t think I had paid the full price for my sins just because I had been away for a few days. I didn’t even believe that these guys would change their minds.

Thanks to Mujin and his party joining in, the twenty or so magic bandits were wiped out in less than a day.

And Ouyangpae, who had blown away the blood on the blade, looked at Mujin and the others.

‘No matter what I do, I look like a movie star.’

It was something other swordsmen also did on a regular basis, but when he did it, it felt like a scene from a martial arts movie.

While Mujin was thinking of random thoughts. Ouyang Pe opened her mouth.

“Who are you guys?”

Since I was with the magic bandits, I naturally assumed they were part of the group.

But he suddenly attacks the magic enemies as soon as he appears.

‘To say that they were kidnapped, they did not have the skills to be captured by magic bandits like this.’

It was a suspicious situation in many ways.

However, in response to Ouyangpae’s question, the man standing in the center spoke in a cocky manner, digging his ears.

“Whew. When asking about your identity, isn’t it polite to first reveal your identity?”

“He is like that too. It is called Guyang Pae. I ask again. “Who are you guys?”

Mujin nodded after checking the other person’s name.

Given the circumstances, I was confident enough to save it, but now that I had heard the name, there was no room for doubt.

“We come from Shaolin.”

“… … Was it a dog of a political faction?”

The momentum that Ouyangpae gave off became much more fierce.

“Ukki!”

As Lingling cried out, probably surprised by the force, Muhyul stroked Lingling’s head.

“do not worry. “I don’t have a hobby of bullying one person.”

Mujin, who said that to Ooyangpae, looked at Mukyung.

“me?”

When Mu-gyeong asked, pointing at herself, Mu-jin nodded and sent a message.

– That’s him. The successor to the Heavenly Demon I spoke of.

Mu-gyeong’s eyes changed completely upon hearing Mu-jin’s message.

No matter what anyone says, he was the descendant of Hyegwan, who never gave up on demons, and was a charlatan who pledged to kill demons, not civilians, with his own murderous intent.

If the opponent was the head of the Demonic Cult, there was no reason to put mercy in their hands.

“As expected of the dogs of a political faction, they are extremely arrogant.”

As Mu-gyeong stepped forward alone, Ouyang-pae’s eyes showed murderous intent.

And without even knowing who would go first, the two men clashed.

Phew!

It seemed like he was swinging it at random, but sword energy was pouring out from Ouyangpae’s sword, which was imbued with a high level of intention.

visor!

The person who met the sword was none other than Mu-gyeong’s Geumwoo Shin-gong.

Dozens of golden raindrops created in an instant block out the blackness.

As Moo-gyeong approaches Ouyang-pae, his palm undergoes strange changes one after another, aiming to kill him.

“hot!”

However, Ouyangpae seemed to have read all of the strange changes, and easily blocked or let go of Mugyeong’s attack and even counterattacked.

“Hey.”

An exclamation of exclamation came out of Mujin’s mouth as he watched the two of them live and die from what could be called a special seat.

The battle between the blood monk and the heavenly demon seen in the novel. Seeing it in real life was a new experience in many ways.

The two men exchanged a dozen sums in an instant, but that was the only number of times they clashed.

The feelings and true intentions of each person’s sword and sword would change rapidly at every moment.

Mu-gyeong was using the countless recommended angle techniques he had learned in Shaolin and the martial arts he had learned through various actual battles and Yongbong Jihoe at every moment.

And Ouyang Pae also has dozens of martial arts skills from the Demonic Cult that he must have learned at the Demonic Hall.

In addition, he was displaying countless martial arts skills he had learned while fighting the battlefield over the past two years.

It was truly a life-or-death decision worthy of the term Jagangducheon.

“Wow. “I feel dizzy.”

It was a complex battle that would have made Mujin, who had an ordinary sense of intelligence, vomit just by watching it.

However, although his intelligence was ordinary, Mujin had excellent intuition and was able to read the direction of the battle without difficulty.

‘Mukyung is one step ahead.’

The biggest difference came from Geumwoo Shingong.

It must have been difficult for him to come to his senses because of the rain flying in from all directions while he was clashing swords with Kwon Gak.

visor!

Ouyangpae, who barely managed to block Mukyung’s attack, took a step back and said.

“You guys. “Are you sure it’s Shaolin?”

“Can’t you believe it even though your demonic energy is shaken by the Buddha’s power?”

In response to Mu-gyeong’s question, Ouyang-pae answered with a wrinkled face.

“Then what is this magic attack you are unleashing?”

also. After only clashing a few times, the Ouyang group realized that the essence of Geumwoo Shinkong was a magic attack.

This was possible because he was a talented person who could completely steal things like seasons and new techniques just by seeing them a few times.

“Martial arts are just tools. “It is said to be made of magic, but if you change it to fire, it is nothing but fire.”

Moo-gyeong responded like that and once again performed the Geumwoo Shingong.

But why? At Mu-gyeong’s words, Ouyang-pae’s already large and dark eyes opened wide.

After reading Part 1 of the novel, Mujin realized what the symptoms were.

‘under. ‘Crazy talented bastard.’

I gained enlightenment from a single word from Mu-gyeong.

Indeed, this is the moment when Moo-gyeong shoots the Geumwoos towards Gooyangpae.

Pot!

Before we knew it, a black energy gushed out from the fists of Ouyangpae, who had taken the initiative of taking power.

It was a martial art made of demonic energy, but Mugung, who was watching the form of the energy that erupted, stuttered and spoke.

“Uh, that. “Isn’t this a Geumgang Bok betting ticket?”

Mujin shook his head at Mugung’s words.

Anyone can see that it is one of the seventy-two martial arts of Shaolin that Mu-gyeong performed during his life and death. It was a Geumgang Bok betting ticket.

“… … “How can you use the Vajrapani Demon Fist, which has anti-demon qualities, as demonic energy?”

This time, Ouyangpae answered Mu-gyeong’s question by saying it was no big deal.

“Didn’t you tell me? The essence of martial arts is just a tool. The nature of anti-demon simply means that it has the opposite nature. “What you unfolded with your Buddha’s effort, you simply unfolded it in reverse order.”

This time, Mu-gyeong nodded, saying, ‘Indeed,’ to his answer.

And the two began fighting in earnest again with their mouths shut.

Mugung, who was watching the two dance together, muttered to himself.

“Does that make sense?”

Mugung, who had rarely cursed while pretending to be a monk, could not hold back his anger and started swearing.

If you turn the magic energy in reverse order, you can perform a Buddhist attack.

Easier said than done. Others tried it and fell into a state of insanity and took a carriage straight to Yeomna, which was a crazy thing to do.

Although I have been accumulating mental study for a while, it has been a long time since I felt sad about the fact that I am a ‘handmade’ person.

“Hehehehe.”

“Ukki?”

And Muhyul, who was next to him, was smiling brightly without even understanding their conversation in the first place.

Meanwhile, the two were continuing their life-or-death struggle.

No, it almost seemed like a dance to raise each other’s level rather than a life or death situation.

At some point, Ouyangpae stole Wu Qing’s martial arts and was practicing Shaolin temple martial arts with magic.

Mixed together with the magic attack he originally used.

And this is the same for Mu-gyeong.

He was stealing the magic skills of the Ouyang group and the martial arts skills that the Ouyang group had learned through practice over the past two years and deploying them with incredible strength.

It was a feast of crazy things done by crazy people.

It was a ridiculous sight, but Mujin had an expression of anticipation on his face.

‘Up to this point, it’s just as it unfolds in the novel.’

In the novel, the blood monk performed uncanny martial arts using blood magic energy.

It was also the case that Ouyang Pae, who achieved enlightenment there, succeeded in stealing the Buddhist martial arts used by the blood monk.

However, this was not the end of Ouyangpae’s enlightenment.

In reality, the two dances are now equal. It wasn’t an overwhelming picture for Ouyang’s team yet.

While Mujin was thinking of such thoughts.

In the midst of exchanging complicated hands with Mu-kyung. In one corner of Ouyangpae’s mind, a clue to enlightenment was wagging its tail.

The understanding sent from heaven was speaking to him. As if this isn’t the end.

‘It is now possible to perform the martial arts of the right faction even with Magi. But, what is lacking?’

As if solving homework, I asked myself a few questions and exchanged words with Mu-gyeong.

“Ha!”

“Sigh!”

The golden sword, mixed with the power of the Buddha, clashed with the black sword made of demonic energy, and another intense explosion occurred.

At the same time, a hint of enlightenment surged through Ouyang Pai’s mind as if an explosion had occurred.

‘When opposing energies collide, it causes an explosion in a different direction. Then, can’t I cause the two energies to collide intentionally?’

Ouyangpae, who possesses the understanding given by heaven, came up with a question and set out to find the answer to it.

Some of the gigantic demonic energy coiled around his Danjeon began to go against the flow of the reverse heaven where it was originally moving.

As if following the flow of pure thought and law of the right sect.

Meanwhile, some of the others were operating magic attacks according to the original flow.

The two energies, one that was pure and purified, and one that was clouded with demonic energy, began to radiate and mix through Ouyangpae’s long heart.

I don’t know what to do.

A cloudy gray lightning began to rush through Ouyangpae’s sword.

Mujin’s eyes, as he watched the scene, flashed open as if he had been struck by lightning.

‘Honwonmuuisingong (混元無意神功)!’

An invincible magician who will later lead Ouyangpae to the position of Heavenly Demon. I was able to witness the beginning of that new skill.

A new technique that uses two internal powers with opposite properties and causes them to collide at exactly the necessary points to create a terrifying explosive power.

Of course, since it was possible to use energy with opposite properties at the same time, it was only possible in theory, but the level of difficulty was unrealistic.

It is not even that the demonic energy and Buddhist energy are stored separately in the body, but the technique of instantly reversing the magical energy and turning it into Buddhist energy is mixed together.

It was a divine skill in the true sense that only Ouyang Pae, the greatest talent in the world, could realize and perform.

And what Ouyangpae realized after a bloody fight with the blood monk was the beginning of Honwonmuuisingong.

The fact that that gray lightning flashed out probably meant that I had achieved an enlightenment similar to that of a novel.

“Whoa.”

Now was not the time to just be happy. No matter how martial you are, you won’t be able to block that attack.

However, we cannot let Moo-gyeong die as it unfolds in the novel.

The moment when Ouyangpae swings a gray thunderbolt, a mixture of demonic energy and Buddha energy, at Mu-gyeong.

Pot!

Before we knew it, a group of golden stars poured out from the right wing of Mujin, which had taken the lead in asserting its regime.

In order to save Mu-gyeong, Mu-sang Shin-kwon, which used all of Gap-ja’s inner strength and unleashed with all his might, collided with Ouyang-pae’s gray thunderbolt.

Let’s go!

And the gray thunderbolt, which was to be the beginning of the Honwonmuui Shingok, collapsed with a thunderous sound as if it were screaming.

Crumbling.

Even after extinguishing the gray thunderbolt, the energy of the free divine power that remained flew towards Ouyangpae’s body.

In the meantime, Ouyangpae quickly raised his sword and blocked the golden energy.

bang!!!!

This is what was seen when the dust cloud that rose with a huge explosion cleared.

“… … “X is done.”

It looked like Ouyang Pae, sprawled on the ground and bleeding.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,