Login Murim Episode 966
Under the premise that each person’s skills are equal, what is the most decisive factor in life and death between warriors has been a long-standing topic for Gangho’s magistrates.
Some of them said that it was their higher level of agility and Shingungjeolhak than their opponents, others said that they had the ability to be a Shinbyeonggi, and some even claimed that it was their unwavering mindset and outstanding physical ability.
However, all of those opinions were both correct and incorrect at the same time.
Experts who have reached a certain level know this. Experience it directly with your skin.
In a life-or-death situation, a very small, seemingly insignificant difference can determine victory or defeat.
That’s why we all said this together.
‘It is not that important what kind of martial arts you have learned. The most important thing is eyes and senses that can detect the opponent’s movements.’
And at this moment, everyone filling the canyon was realizing the exact meaning of those words that seemed so far away.
Squirt! Quang!
It’s not visible. I can’t even feel it. However, he just stares blankly, forgetting for a moment that he is even swinging the blade at the enemy in front of him.
Beyond the ceaseless flashes and roars, three figures tangled towards each other at an invisible speed.
Huh!
A ridiculously large sword slices through space. The powerful force at the end tore Jamuka’s new form apart with the wind.
No, it felt like it was being torn apart.
Whoosh.
Just one step.
For a moment, Jamuka’s new form, blurred, appeared outside the scene.
And just as he, who had dodged the attack by showing off ghost-like movements, was about to unleash his mighty force towards the king, a faint sound of a blast rang out from beyond the invisible blind spot.
Left jaw.
At that moment, Jamuka realized something again.
He realized that the enemy he had to defeat here today was not just the Demon King.
Sreuk, boom!
The new moon sword and the pure white sword came into contact.
Amid the shock waves and roaring sound that echoed inside the canyon, a smile appeared on the lips of Jamuka, who took a step back due to the unexpected shock.
‘As expected, it’s more than I expected.’
His gaze creates deep furrows
It was heading towards Jin Moo-gyeong, who had been pushed away.
The young swordsman of the Taewonjin family, who unleashed an unexpected blow even with his battered body.
Together, I finally understood.
How was it that Jin Moo-gyeong, who had just crossed the wall of transcendence, was able to defeat Majo, who had reached the peak of maturity?
The sword wielded by Jin Moo-gyeong has neither a style nor a form that can be considered the basis of martial arts.
Just one blow.
All you have to do is find the fastest and most perfect way to suffocate your opponent.
And that blow, filled with the will to kill, was much more powerful than Jin Moo-gyeong’s natural inaction.
In the realm of transcendental justice, where the game is decided by just eating one, it is enough to defeat Majo, a master who is one step ahead.
but······.
‘That ends here.’
With one inaudible word, Jamuka threw up his arms.
A green river, resembling the vast prairie where he was born and raised all his life, surged through each new moon and one empty hand.
Whoa!
Beyond the distant, swelling flash, two streams of strong energy advanced in different directions.
One is towards the Great Sword King, who strikes down his great sword with a force that seems to split the world.
The other one was directed at Jin Moo-kyung, who was staggering and swallowing blood.
And the result was far beyond anyone’s expectations. Quad deuk!
Looking at the two blades interlocked without the slightest wavering, the King of Byeokryeok opened his eyes wide.
‘What!’
He is a fighter to the core. Even today, when he raged in the great war called the Great War and became a living legend, he never underestimates the opponent in front of him.
However, the strike with all his might was blocked.
And very easily.
It was as if his martial arts routine and its flow had been overlooked.
“How can you…!”
A voice mixed with doubt and anger flows from the lips.
As their blades locked together in the air, unable to touch each other’s bodies, Jamuka gazed at the Great Blade with calm eyes.
“I’m disappointed. “Maybe it would have been better to save a junior from far away first, King of Thunder.” “•”•••r
The wide-open eyes of the Taoist King shook for an instant.
Over Jamuka’s shoulder, the image of Jin Moo-gyeong, unable to withstand the powerful force of tension, fell to his knees and coughed up blood was belatedly reflected in his eyes.
‘Shit.’
It’s a mistake.
No, it was a painful misjudgment.
Jamuka was stronger than he thought, and he was a man with a much deeper secret.
shed!
After a tense struggle, the sword that finally breaks away lets out a pinging sound.
After letting out a strong shock, the Great Sword King slashed his sword towards Jamuka again.
Whoa!
A blow that combines the innate divine power (God’s sword) and the craftsman’s power.
Born as the third son of the Hebei Peng family, the family’s Shingongjeolhak, which had made him the head of the family and the king of the Byeokryeoktao (混元露麗 71), fell like a bolt of lightning.
With the enemy in front of me, with a force that seemed to split the world in half. Suddenly! Gwagwagwagwang!
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A gorge shaking with a sharp cutting sound.
However, the eyes of the King of Byeokryeok, who delivered a blow worthy of the name of the Ten Kings, were deeply sunken and scanning the surroundings where a hazy cloud of earth rose in the distance.
‘Where are you?’
He swung his sword to a limitless degree, and estimated that he cut down more than 1,000 people.
That’s why I know it better than anyone else.
What was cut with the previous blow was the wind and earth, not the flesh and bones of a single person.
“bloke!”
King Byeokryeok roared like a tiger and swung his great sword.
Beyond the distant clouds that were shattering under the strong pressure, Jamuka was there, crouching with his presence in sight, like a wolf preparing for death. Black.
There was no need to say who went first.
The two men shot new weapons at each other as if they had made a promise.
The teeth and claws of the great tigers of Hebei Panjia and the wolves of the steppe were faster and stronger than anyone here could see.
bang! shed! Wow!
Every time the two blades collided, a roar like gunfire rang out.
The screams of those caught up in the huge aftermath across the canyon were overlaid.
“Kaaaaak!”
Arms and legs separated from the body, blood gushing out.
In front of the flashes that constantly flashed beyond the thick fog of blood, the nomads in the center who had suffered an untimely disaster did their best to avoid it.
Someone heads toward the relatively safe entrance to the cove.
Someone else headed toward the exit located on the other side.
And those who inevitably had no choice but to choose the latter had to face the forest of Changkal that was just around the corner.
Dozens of nomads who were unable to dodge the arrows that flew from the still intact earthen wall turned into hedgehogs and fell down, and the blades in the hands of the people of Shanxi flashed as they stepped on the crumbling corpses.
Suddenly!
Although my body was exhausted, the energy in my sword body did not fade in the slightest.
Jin Wi-gyeong, who had cut down its owner along with Shinwoldo, took a deep breath and moved forward.
Towards the enemies inside the canyon, who seemed to not decrease even if I killed them, but were now swept away like waves.
Towards the center of the canyon where two monsters are engaged in a fierce battle.
danger?
It didn’t matter.
The bowstring has already been fired. If we retreat, only irreversible defeat awaits us all.
‘We must occupy the canyon as quickly as possible and drive them out to have a chance of victory.’
With the joining of the Hebei Paeng family, including King Byeokryeok, the bleak battle situation a while ago was greatly restored, but Jin Wei-gyeong’s cool-headed reason was able to see through the current situation our troops were facing.
‘The current trend is only temporary. If they regain their composure, the tide will turn again.’
The Hebei Paeng family is clearly strong.
He was a loser who went beyond Hebei, his home base, and encompassed the entire northern region along with the Mo Yong family, and the rare, transcendental expert known as the King of Byeokryeok was not enough to deal with a group of people (■-群) on his own.
However, being strong also applies to your opponent.
Jamuka is struggling without retreating even against the King of Byeokryeok, and beyond the canyon, the army of the grassland, encompassing tens of thousands of water views, is still fighting against the Hebei Panjia.
Even though their morale was broken, the number was as high as ten times, or maybe even more.
Even though thousands of enemies were already dead or incapacitated in this narrow canyon, the fundamental difference in power still existed.
In the end, there is only one answer.
If you want to win in a tense battle like this, you have no choice but to push forward to the end with all your might. “Follow me!”
Jin Wei-gyeong cried out loud and ran out.
Leading his body, which was already covered in blood, he dug into the collapsing enemy lines and swung his sword like crazy. Gwadeuddeuk!
He had so many things to protect.
A person who sacrifices his life to follow him
This is the land where they were born and raised their entire lives.
Finally, in the distance, the younger brother stands up unsteadily despite suffering from severe internal injuries.
And Jin Wei-gyeong could not give up anything.
Not a single one.
Aside from everything else, Jin Wei-gyeong’s judgment was correct.
Outside the canyon, unlike the narrow entrance like a jar, a tense battle was going on in the wide, open basin (金地) with no retreat.
Ji s gj
Suddenly! Kwaaaaang! Hebei penga and nomads.
Nomads and Hebei Panga.
As they were touching the ground, the two forces, who had been at odds for quite a long time, waved their military flags and shouted at the top of their lungs as if they had met the enemy of a lifetime.
“They are weak barbarians! Trample it at once!”
“Brothers of the prairie! “Are you going to back down against only a handful of Han Chinese?”
And the shouts that echoed through the wind toward each other accurately represented the current situation they were in.
The inaction of each individual was superior to the Habok Paengga, but the overwhelming number of nomads, which were more than ten times greater, surrounded them tightly on all sides and were constantly rushing at them.
“Hit!” “Don’t retreat, surround!” “Break through!”
A stand of sharp spears and huge shields
If King Byeokryeok had remained in this position, the Hebei Paeng family would have had the upper hand, but after shaking up the enemy camp, he headed toward the canyon with some elites, and the nomads were quickly closing in on the torn siege net and counterattacking.
With a hint of nervousness in the back of my mind.
‘If the current trend continues… it will not be good, never.’
At Jamuka’s order, the Keshik leaders who remained outside the canyon exchanged heavy glances.
The sudden appearance of the Hebei Paeng family raised the morale of the mountain people to the sky, and at the same time, it cruelly broke the spirit of the nomads.
The presence of a strong man known as the King of Violence.
In addition, the prestige of the Hebei Peng family prevented the nomads from daring to cross Hebei.
Some of the white leaders were already unconsciously groping in their arms.
‘If I were to use ‘it’ even now, I could turn this war around in an instant.’
But the thought that passed through my mind quickly faded away.
Jamuka.
This was because they remembered the orders given by their lord, the absolute ruler of the grasslands and the one they followed.
‘No one shall use it without my order. ‘This isn’t the only battle we have to fight in the future.’
There was not the slightest objection or doubt to that firm command.
It was not simply because it was a relationship between military and god, but because it was Jamuka who said those words.
Jamuka was always a cool-headed and certain person. What he said up until now was always right, and it would be true this time too.
Even if the opponent was King Byeokryeok, that fact did not change for the Baekinjangs.
However, there is only a very small question. ‘What on earth made you so sure?’
Before reaching Shanxi Province, Jamuka had already made a prediction.
The existence of other enemies who will help Taewonjinga against them.
Additionally, he declared with an unwavering voice.
‘Nothing changes. nothing.’
The moment when the white commanders looked at the battlefield with questioning eyes after recalling the one word they had heard a few days ago.
Suddenly.
Beyond the vast basin where tens of thousands of enemies and allies were entangled, a group of people suddenly appeared through the darkness and pulled their bowstrings in unison.
Left ahhh!
Beneath the dark clouds, thousands of arrowheads flashed as they cut through the wind.