Side Story Episode 130. To fate (5)
Wooooow!
My head hurts.
The sound coming from both temples felt like my backbone was going to break.
‘Dangerous.’
Hongo bowed his head.
Paaang!
I felt strong pressure from the wind that passed through the area where my head was.
If he hadn’t been wearing demonic energy all over his body, hundreds of strands of hair on the back would have been torn off and blown away. It was such a powerful force.
Pabababak!
The collars of both arms that became one with the twin swords were fluttering wildly.
The two swords that called for a bloody wind were as sharp and ruthless as their name, but Lee Cheon-sang’s movements to avoid the twin swords were so exquisite that they put the name “bloody wind” to shame.
‘It’s a great walking technique.’
It wasn’t just the walking technique that was great.
The quality of the magical energy being emitted was excellent. It was the magical power of a peak expert who had reliably mastered top-class magical techniques.
There are countless demons who have high-quality magical energy but cannot properly utilize their power. It’s like cutting butcher meat with a famous sword.
There won’t be many experts like this who know how to perfectly use their energy, at least in that age group.
‘but.’
A young magician’s skillful attack and defense.
With his overflowing talent, he learned top-notch magic. It’s bound to be difficult for anyone to deal with.
What’s worse, is Hong-oh’s crisis detection ability even ringing during the fight?
‘You’re still young.’
Still, Hongo was confident.
All of my subordinates were dying because of that bizarre assassin, but if I could catch these two guys, I could organize my troops again and chase them down.
Of course, I didn’t mean to kill this young expert right now.
If you want to kill, you can kill, but in order to do so, it seems like you will have to take great damage. Shouldn’t I give up at least one arm?
Then, of course, there is a high probability that the mission will fail.
The important thing is the mission, not fighting and winning.
‘I already made a misjudgment once. ‘I can’t behave any more.’
Damn it!
Although he is swinging his sword while looking for a way out, I still can’t help but admire this young master’s martial arts skills.
‘It won’t be easy.’
At that time, the warning bell coming from a corner of my head became stronger for an instant.
It was so intense that my mouth fell open for a moment.
‘Damn it.’
Faba Park! Pow!
A master does not allow for even a moment of slack.
Even though he had only recently entered martial arts, Lee Cheon-sang had the ability to measure the distance between his opponents and see the gaps as well as anyone else.
The moment Hong Oh’s prayer slightly wavered, Lee Cheon-sang, who had penetrated into the left room, struck the top angle.
Pow!
Even though I crossed my blades to block, I was unable to inflict any damage due to the pressure of the demon energy.
Rather, it was Hong-oh who was pushed out. Unlike before, when I was trying to figure out how to escape by accepting the opponent’s martial arts attack, now I was truly pushed out of power.
Lee Cheon-sang did not miss the twitching of Hong-oh’s right foot as he adjusted his posture.
‘I’m off balance.’
Faaagh!
Lee Cheon-sang, who was about to rush in, saw Hong-oh’s eyes flashing between the blade and the long gun.
Tooung!
As he was striking in a straight line, he kicked the ground and launched himself into the air, emitting a pair of bullets.
Faba Park!
Instead of dodging, break the tension with a double sword technique.
Fast and strong. Hong Oh’s martial arts techniques were free of unnecessary elements and were skilled enough to respond correctly to any situation.
Papang!
Lee Cheon-sang stepped on the crushed fragments of tension and fell behind Hong-oh.
Hong Oh’s eyes glowed with fire.
Flash!
The twin swords that rotated and fell sideways.
Beyond the empty space where the two swords cut down, a fairly large tree fell into pieces.
Hong Oh’s eyes shook violently.
‘You predicted it?’
hook!
Lee Cheon-sang’s toe came up from the bottom and hit Hong-oh’s chin.
Bye!
“Tsk!”
The magic technique he created himself, the magic power of blood and soul, boasted powerful defense power.
Since the blow was struck without realizing it, Lee Cheon-sang’s various techniques were not able to utilize its power. So Hongo lived.
‘Unbelievable.’
I quickly concentrated my demon energy and corrected my dizzy vision and disoriented sense of direction.
Lee Cheon-sang’s offensive began.
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Papa pang! Pow!
Lee Cheon-sang’s white batting technique, which continued with Geumgang Horse Fist, Yachahyeoljang, and Geumgang Horse Fist, was strong and heavy.
Whether it was martial arts or martial arts, the quality of the magical energy emitted from the six fields was so great. In the first place, he was learning a different level of magic, so once Hong Oh was pushed back, it was difficult for him to shake off the wave after wave of attacks from Lee Cheon Sang.
pop!
He tried to block the sword by raising his right sword, but the sword that came down to evade the blade suddenly turned into a blood clot and burst from Hong Oh’s forearm.
Hong Oh’s eyes wavered.
My elbow was bent as if it would break, but then returned to its original state. However, it could be seen that the joints and nerves were damaged by this blow. My right arm seemed to be paralyzed from the stabbing pain.
‘danger!’
Whoosh!
There was a cut on Lee Cheon-sang’s cheek.
It is a single-edged sword suitable for swinging and cutting, and even performs the sword like a skilled swordsman.
The act itself is not difficult, but the problem is that its speed and sharpness are as outstanding as those of the swordsman. It was the skill of a master who could wield the sword as freely as if it were his own arm, rather than simply wielding it as a weapon.
however.
No matter how much of a master he was, there was no way Lee Cheon-sang could have made a mistake with an opponent who had one arm paralyzed and lost half a beat of breathing.
He instantly narrowed the distance by following the left sword that passed next to the face, and caught Hong Oh’s left forearm between his left shoulder and chin.
Bye! puck!
Lee Cheon-sang’s right fist broke Hong Oh’s elbow, and at the same time, Hong Oh’s left fist struck him in the abdomen.
The two people staggered back.
No matter how much Lee Cheon-sang was, it was difficult for him to move straight after being hit by Hong-oh’s angle.
However, it was not as serious as Hongo’s condition.
Cheering!
A piece of the blood sword he was holding in his left hand fell.
‘damn!’
The elbow of my left arm was broken in reverse. His arm broke and his hand opened of its own accord, causing him to lose his grip on the knife.
There will never be anything more shameful than this in Hong-oh’s life. Although he had been defeated in a sword fight, he had never put down his sword due to someone else’s will, and now he suffered this insult from his opponent who was one step behind him.
Whoa!
The deadly force emanating from Hong Oh’s body swept over Lee Cheon Sang’s body.
Grumble!
Hong Oh’s eyes shook greatly once again.
The deadly force swirling like a strong wind is poured out and crushed with a prayer like a tidal wave.
Wooooow!
The golden demonic energy emanating from Lee Cheon-sang’s body was as if he was watching a cultist’s attempt to be burned at the stake to summon evil creatures from hell.
There is no way to live like that. Lee Cheon-sang’s prayer seemed to shout like that.
“You can never escape.”
Lee Cheon-sang’s grave voice came to Hong-oh, who was wondering what to do.
Hearing that voice, Hongo felt angry to the very end. She was doing this because of a mission, but it wasn’t something she wanted to hear in front of Ha Ha.
‘this!’
Hongo lowered his posture and tried to attack with the right sword by folding his right arm, which he had worked hard to normalize with his magic power, but he hesitated again.
If you attack prematurely and get caught up in your emotions and get fatally injured, your mission will be lost. That one fact, worry, makes him flinch again and again.
‘This is not the time to be angry like a child. That guy took a hit too. The location is also good. If you exchange attacks little by little and fall out… … .’
At that time, I felt a headache and pain again.
A warning bell signaling danger. I was startled and took a couple of steps back, but there was no surprise attack from Lee Cheon-sang.
‘what?’
Why do alarm bells keep ringing?
Paaaaang!
Lee Cheon-sang, who saw the opportunity and rushed forward like a thunderbolt, fired a quick Yeonhwan-kwon.
A fist filled with abundant demonic energy cannot inflict wounds even on the bright sword of the world. Hong Oh took a step back without any hesitation.
Lee Cheon-sang said.
“You have a lot on your mind.”
“Shut up!”
Suddenly!
Udo cut through Lee Cheon-sang’s side.
Unable to hold back his momentary anger, he boldly struck a blow that actually hurt Lee Cheon-sang’s body.
However, extreme attacks require large movements, and large movements inevitably create gaps.
Lee Cheon-sang’s left leg hit Hong Oh’s left leg.
Quack!
Was the reason I didn’t scream out of pride or because I couldn’t admit the reality?
He gritted his teeth and swung his sword in a collapsing posture, but before he knew it, Cheon-sang Lee, who had lowered his posture, was raising his left sword and striking.
Whoops!
Lee Cheon-sang struck with both hands, while Hong-oh struck with only one hand in a position that made it difficult to apply force.
The results were self-explanatory. Hong Oh’s right arm bounced around arbitrarily, as his mastered magic skills were superior and his strength depended on it.
Lee Cheon-sang narrowed the distance by turning and swung his sword vertically.
Hongo widened his eyes.
Il-il struck at the right moment, not because of his exceptionally sharp swordsmanship or his excellent herbivory, but struck his right shoulder.
Hongo’s eyes, trained through fast and violent sword fighting, could clearly see the beauty of the blade cutting through clothing, passing through the shoulder, and exiting through the armpit.
‘Why?’
Why did this result occur? If we only look at ability, the opposite should be the case, right?
Whirling!
Before Hong Oh’s right arm fell, Lee Cheon-sang’s blood flow path, which had changed direction, passed through his side and rose to the solar plexus.
It was a lightning-quick cut, but in Hongo’s eyes, it seemed slow. It seemed slow, but it was disappointing that it couldn’t be stopped.
‘I overdid it. Since I lost my right arm, I could have steadily increased my chances of winning if I took a break and attacked, so why are you so hasty in cutting me down?’
Sigh!
The knife entered the right side and came out through the left shoulder.
Hong-o looked into Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes.
The face was expressionless, but the eyes were not.
It was the eyes of a butcher who only thought about killing his opponent. Other than that, I have no thoughts, no goals.
‘… … Damn it.’
Only then did Hongo realize.
The reason why my danger signal rang to the point of giving me a headache every time I tried to think of a way out.
I had to fight.
Rather than seeking a way out, it was better for survival to risk one’s life and win the fight even if one lost an arm. His senses were telling him that.
However, Hongo ignored the signal and tried to escape. Because I didn’t want to get caught up in emotions and fail the mission while fighting.
The other person was younger than me and even younger. Of course I thought I could get out.
‘That’s strange.’
I’ve never ignored this signal in my life, but just today, how many times did I ignore it and proceed with my work?
Hongo felt his vision slowly becoming tilted.
‘I didn’t ignore the signal.’
The young demon’s body also begins to tilt.
It was only after my upper body fell to the ground that I realized that my body was leaning, not my opponent’s.
Hong Oh’s eyes became blurred.
‘That guy made me ignore it.’
Even when he was dying, he smiled.
‘It was too much ability for me.’
Thanks to that ability, he has survived until now, but that ability showed a weakness and ultimately led to his death.
Hongo muttered in a low voice.
“If you fought properly, you… … .”
Grumbling.
Hong Oh died without finishing his sentence. The blood that flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth colored the dark ground even darker.
Lee Cheon-sang waved his sword, causing blood to fly.
After concentrating completely on the fight, my stomach finally began to ache.
“It’s hard.”
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