I Became a Renowned Family’s Sword Prodigy

Episode 313 Northern Myeong Shingong (4)

Gooooo.

Baek Woo-jin grinned as he felt the energy of the Spiritual Energy of the Holy Spirit surging from his grasp.

‘It’s enough now.’

The Honyuan Thunder God Machine operated by Peng Jihu was much more complex and powerful than expected.

It was not easy to accept the energy while using the eye to see the flow and the Beukmyeong Shingong at the same time.

Even though I kept colliding with the Spiritual Energy of Honwon, I was unable to absorb its energy and was about to give up when a light appeared.

[The level of the Northern Myeong Divine Technique increases.]

The moment the Northern Myeong Divine Technique reached the third level, the flow of the Spiritual Power Divine Power was vivid in my eyes, and I was able to accept its subversive energy as the Northern Myeong Divine Technique.

Wooooow!

Baek Woo-jin sent the overflowing Spiritual Power Spirit to Seolyeong Sword. The pure white sword body began to turn the brown color of the Hunwon Byeokryeokshingi.

“Ah….”

You can see Peng Jihu’s expression. An expression of astonishment beyond shock. It was a face that seemed to embody despair itself.

-Of course…

Darkness let out a sigh of relief.

-Who would believe this!

I have often seen the ability to absorb an opponent’s energy during battle.

but.

I have never seen or heard of someone stealing an opponent’s energy and using it during battle.

Even though I have seen tens of thousands of battles over hundreds of years, it was a frightening sight that I had never seen before.

Ugh!

Baek Woo-jin raised the Seolyeong sword filled with the Spiritual Power and Power Spirit and aimed it at Peng Ji-hu.

“you you! What did you do!”

Peng Jihu let out a loud scream. I couldn’t believe the sight of my best energy flowing out of my enemy’s hands.

“It’s simple.”

A soft arc was drawn at the corner of Baek Woo-jin’s mouth.

“I use it by absorbing your energy.”

“Damn devil! No way!

“It looks like you know the method of absorbing energy. Then you would know, right? “That’s not it.”

“Ugh…”

Peng Jihu bit his lip. What he said is right. Absorbing Daebop is a magical technique that changes energy into demonic energy. It makes no sense to use the Honwon Byeokryeoshingi as is.

Clud…

Peng Jihu gritted his teeth roughly.

‘It’s fake. It has to be fake!’

It is impossible to steal one’s own energy during a battle, especially the Holy Spirit of Heavenly Power.

‘If we fight directly, the true nature will be revealed.’

It was clearly an illusion or a hex. That is impossible even if the God of War descends.

“Fake guy! “I’ll cut you straight!”

Peng Ji-hoo kicked the ground, clutching his sword tightly. He was filled with anger towards Baek Woo-jin, who had insulted him, and struck down the sword.

Quaaaaa!

Gwangwooncham, a sword of martial arts that seemed to split the heavens and earth, split the sky with his will to kill.

Slurp.

Baek Woo-jin felt Peng Ji-hu’s powerful attack with his own skin and put his Seolyeong sword into its sheath. The moment the sword came within breathing distance, I pulled out my sword.

Quaaaaa!

The brown-colored Black King Tan, which was used as a Hunwon Byeokseokgi, revealed its teeth for the first time.

Pead deud deuk!

The Kwangwoon Cham and the Black King Bullet, operated as a mixed weapon, collided and the brown force tore through the space.

Kwaaaaang!

The explosion of that powerful auror collapsed buildings and inflicted heart-wrenching internal injuries on those who escaped from afar.

“Keuuuuuuu!”

“You still don’t know? “Is this real?”

“Everyone shut up!”

Peng Jihu’s eyes turned red. It was real. I still couldn’t believe it, but that guy was really using the Holy Spirit’s Divine Power.

“This is pretty good. “It’s the height of defeat.”

Baek Woo-jin smiled. The spirit of Honwon Byeokryeok was the energy of ultimate defeat and extreme power. It was a perfect fit for him, who had used strength-oriented swordsmanship from the beginning.

“Kaaaa!”

Peng Jihu let out an ear-ringing roar and pushed himself back.

“I don’t know what kind of magic technique you used, but the soul-stirring power magic technique is the energy that best suits the Tao! “It’s not a power that someone like you can handle!”

It runs towards me screaming like a scream.

“I’m sorry, but Seolyeonggeom is a sword that is good at cutting!”

Baek Woo-jin ran forward, swinging his sword.

As Peng Jihu said, the sword is a weapon specialized for stabbing and cutting.

However, the body of Seolyeonggeom is thick. It was a blade specialized for cutting as well as stabbing.

Quaaaaa!

Baek Woo-jin slashed Muryeongcham towards Gwihwado, which was raised diagonally.

Wow!

A heavy energy, like an alpine fog, weighed down Gwihwado Island.

“Ugh! this guy!”

Peng Jihu’s eyes turned red as if they were about to pop out.

“I told you. “The taste of cutting is heavy.”

“There is still a long way to go!”

On Peng Jihu’s shoulders, the Spiritual Power of Honyuan soared like a pillar in the sky. It’s such an incredible power that you’ll get sick of it just by looking at it.

“I’ll burst you like a bug!”

The overwhelming energy comes and strikes Guihwa Island. It was a great achievement that indicated that the peak of the Taishan tack had been reached.

“Hmph!”

Baek Woo-jin held his breath for a moment and drew a diagonal line with his sword.

Quaaaaa!

A terrifying energy that seems to contain the sky presses down on my body. It felt like my body would be crushed at any moment.

‘But…’

Baek Woo-jin drew a smile on his frowning face and used the Beukmyeong Shinkong to the extreme.

Coo coo coo coo!

Because he understood both the flow and texture of the energy of the Hunyuan Byeokryeok Sacred Qi, he was able to absorb its energy while blocking Peng Jihu’s path.

‘As expected, this energy is strong.’

If Rasadum’s Auror was an all-rounder and specialized in all tricks, the Honwon Great Power God’s Power was extremely specialized in strong and medium hand skills.

“I’ll give you back your strength.”

Baek Woo-jin grinned and twisted his sword.

Quaaaaa!

The Spirit of Spiritual Power, absorbed from Peng Jihu, burns like a flame on the sword body of Seolyeonggeom.

Coo coo coo coo!

Gwihwado’s sword trembles and is pushed further and further away.

Peng Ji-hu’s eyes shook with astonishment, and Baek Woo-jin felt a shiver at the powerful energy he unleashed.

Kwaaaaang!

With a huge brown explosion, Feng Jihu’s body floated and flew backwards.

“Wow!”

Peng Jihu vomited black blood as if he had suffered an internal injury.

“It’s a defeat for the original.”

Baek Woo-jin smiled with joy as he felt the accumulated energy of the Holy Spirit’s Power.

“Nonsense!”

Peng Jihu breaks the ground and rushes in. The fierce force swirled like a storm as the sword struck. It was a practical attack that seemed to have been made on the battlefield.

“It’s no use.”

Baek Woo-jin stabbed his sword into the gap between the attacks. Maybe it was because I acquired the Spiritual Power of the Wildflowers, but I also became familiar with the martial arts of the Honwons.

Whoops!

He lifted the sword out of the way and drove his shoulder into Peng Jihu’s solar plexus.

“Ugh!”

Peng Jihu was pushed back, coughing up blood a second time, due to the powerful Cheolsango, which was a combination of the Honwon Byeokryeokgi and the Aura of Lasadum.

Chi-ik!

Peng Jihu stuck the natural sword into the ground and stopped it from bouncing.

Crash.

He wipes the blood flowing from his lips and glares at him with red eyes.

“…I admit it. That your ability is real. but!”

Peng Jihu grabbed the naturalization certificate with both hands. Behind him, a huge brown fire burned like the sun.

Quaaaaa!

The flames of the Honwon Byeokryeoshingi are distorted and refined. The sword is thin and long, as if it has been touched by a craftsman’s hand, and is sharp yet thick.

The polarized Honwonbyeokryeokshingi was made in the same form as the natural sword containing the Pengjihu.

Gooooo!

The gigantic Tao aligned with the Guihwa Tao and rose up to the sky.

“I’ll cut you like that!”

Peng Jihu lifted up that huge energy. I tried to counter his sword, but I couldn’t resist. I felt like I had to kill him like this to relieve my stomach.

Coooooo!

Peng Jihu kicks the ground and strikes the sword. The world is colored with the power of chaos. The blue sky melts into brown and the black earth splits mercilessly.

Quaaaaa!

The final season of the Hunyuan Byeokdao, the Hunyuan World rose like a tidal wave and engulfed heaven and earth.

Chiiing!

In front of the mighty energy that encompassed the world, Baek Woo-jin raised his sword.

He used the aura of Rasadum and covered it with the combined force. I drew my sword while surrounded by two unharmonized energies.

Quaaaaa!

The divine flesh containing fifteen mysteries spreads a black-brown aura and divides the world.

Ugh!

The world colored by the power of the mixed world was torn apart and the original blue light bloomed.

Grumpy!

Guihwado’s sword blade breaks and Peng Jihu’s left arm falls off. Bright red blood spurted from his shoulder like a fountain.

“Ah…”

Peng Jihu didn’t even care that the blood was pouring out of his shoulder, he just looked at the cut in half of Guihwado.

“How did this happen…”

“What do you ask? “You lost.”

Before he knew it, Baek Woo-jin had moved behind him and hit Peng Ji-hu on the back of the head.

Wow!

With a sound like a watermelon breaking, Peng Jihu’s head fell into the black pit.

“Keueuuuuu!”

Peng Jihu let out a painful groan and more blood spurted from his shoulder.

Ugh!

Baek Woo-jin stopped the bleeding from Peng Ji-hu’s shoulder with the Honwon Byeokryeokshingi.

“Ugh….”

Peng Jihu looked up at Baek Woojin with startled eyes. I couldn’t understand what it meant when Ji cut my arm and Ji stopped the bleeding.

“Why stop the bleeding…”

“Because I can’t die before I hit you.”

“what?”

“Get more hits.”

Baek Woo-jin laughed and hit the back of his head again. Peng Jihu’s head hit the floor with a louder sound than before.

‘You can’t die.’

The condition for completing the quest is a proper apology. Peng Jihu cannot be killed until he apologizes.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

“Fuck it again.”

Baek Woo-jin hit the back of Peng Ji-hu’s head every time he raised his head.

“Ugh!”

“Help the lord… heook!”

“Ugh…”

The warriors of the Heavenly Armed Forces who were spread around were trying to help Peng Jihu, but stopped at the bloody aura blooming from Baek Woojin’s whole body.

‘If you go, you’ll die.’

‘I can’t even block a single sword…’

Everyone noticed. If they get too close, they will die.

“Shit!”

“Ugh….”

The warriors of the Cheonmu Meng had no choice but to watch as their master was unilaterally beaten.

Wow.

Baek Woo-jin rammed Peng Ji-hu’s head into the ground 10 times before he was able to raise his body.

“Off!”

“I guess this is enough, right? say. The fact that he killed Wigeomdan 10 years ago…”

“I don’t know…”

Peng Jihu shook his head helplessly.

“You’d better kill me. If that happens, you will become a murderer and an asshole who invaded someone else’s guild and killed someone without any evidence. Hehehe…”

He laughed at Baek Woo-jin, bleeding from his nose and mouth.

“I don’t make any apologies. My mouth never opens. If I die and your reputation and fame fall, I can die as much as I want. Now I won’t even be able to use titles like Hyeopje.”

“Hmm….”

Baek Woo-jin let go of Peng Ji-hu and stood up.

‘He has the spirit of the owner of a very large guild.’

I thought what would happen if I begged for my life like the other guys, but I thought it was pointless. He truly thought it would be okay to die.

“Moon Joo-young.”

“yes!”

At Baek Woo-jin’s call, Moon Ju-young, who defeated Baek Chang Dae-ju and Guido Dan-ju, came running.

He took out several documents from his pocket and handed them to Baek Woo-jin.

“The deal between Xinjian Baekga and Cheon Wu-meng was that in exchange for the lives of 30 deceased Wigeumdae members, they paid for the lives of 30 deceased Wigeumdae members to establish a branch of the Baek Clan in Hebei Province and provided Baek Tianhwa with three types of top-class elixirs…” Baek Woo-jin patted the document he received and began to read

. did.

“The person in charge of the transaction was Chen Wu-meng’s Protector Wei Gu Ling and the White Family’s Black Sword Master Kang Won-jin. Wei Gu Ling came through the records of the dimension gate and the CCTV records of the Divine Sword Baekga…” “

What! “What is that?”

“Proof of what you said.”

Baek Woo-jin threw the documents he was holding at Peng Ji-hu and glanced at Wei Gu-ling, who was watching.

“Ah…”

Peng Jihu looked at the document and gritted his teeth. It was real. Pictures of Wei Gu Ling and records of the use of the portal were all written down.

“There are also call records.”

“Why are you giving me this now! “I said there was no evidence!”

“I never said that.”

“Ah…”

Peng Jihu opened his mouth with a mesmerized look on his face. right. He never once said there was no evidence.

“Did you fool me from the beginning? “You dirty bastard!”

“This is the third time you’ve tried to take my life.”

Baek Woo-jin made eye contact with Peng Ji-hu with a cool look in his eyes.

“Originally, the right thing to do would have been to slit your head and push away the entire Cheonmu Alliance.”

“Ah…”

Peng Jihu closed his mouth and swallowed dry saliva in response to the terrifying cold.

“This is your last chance. As soon as I return, I will call the broadcasting company to reveal the whole truth and make a formal apology to the Wigeumdae bereaved family. “If you refuse…”

Baek Woo-jin plunged the Seolyoung sword, which was still brimming with enormous energy, into the ground.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

The floors of Maengjujeon and the major buildings around it cracked like dry rice fields and a huge river exploded.

“Ugh…”

Peng Jihu’s whole body trembled as he looked at the collapsing buildings.

“I will come back to wipe out you and the entire Tianmu Meng.”

Baek Woo-jin kept his cold eyes and sheathed the Seolyeong sword.

“let’s go.”

“yes!”

He went to the exit with Moon Ju-young and then looked back at Peng Ji-hu.

“Are you in good spirits? “I will use it well in the future.”

**

Baek Woo-jin and Moon Ju-young confidently walked out to the main gate of Cheon Mu-maeng and stopped at a deserted mountain.

“You fight pretty well?”

“yes?”

“I left it to you, but I didn’t expect you to beat those two so quickly.”

Moon Joo-young defeated Baekchang Daeju and Guidodanju’s combined effort in a short period of time. He did much better than expected.

-Because this guy is also a thing now.

The darkness nodded its blade heavily. The initial clumsy appearance was not visible at all. The spirit and force are being perfected.

“Oh no.”

Moon Joo-young scratched his head as if embarrassed.

“No. If you beat those two, you’ve reached the end of level 7. “It might pass soon.”

“There is still a long way to go. The matriarch was truly amazing. “Didn’t you defeat Lord Cheonmu with a single sword?”

As the two people painted each other’s faces, a black shadow fell behind them.

“Aren’t you embarrassed when you say things like that to each other?”

The black shadow took off its mask. Muyounggaek’s sullen and dazed face appeared.

“Did you succeed?”

Baek Woo-jin already knew, so he looked back at Mu Young-gaek without any surprise.

“Hehehe!”

Muyounggaek smiled slyly and opened his subspace pouch. Dozens of glass bottles poured out with a loud noise.

“I robbed everything!”

Mu Young-gaek laid out the elixirs in glass bottles with his arms wide open like a salesperson.

-What is this?

“What is this?”

Heukam and Moon Joo-young’s voices trembled as if they were wondering what was going on.

“The prosecutor gave instructions. “While fighting with Peng Jihou, steal the elixir of Cheonmu-meng.”

“Ugh!”

Moon Joo-young opened his mouth wide. When I asked why they brought Muyounggaek and hid him, it was because of this.

‘I’m crazy…’

I never imagined that he would order Mu Younggaek to steal the elixir while fighting Lord Cheonmu.

“If you say Cheonmu-maeng, it’s an elixir. “I thought there must have been a lot hidden.”

“Actually, I couldn’t find much, but I was able to find Bigo when the Mengzhou Hall collapsed.”

“That was done on purpose.”

“also! “I knew it!”

Baek Woo-jin and Moo Young-gaek clapped their hands and smiled broadly.

-uh? In that case, you spread the Spirit of Spiritual Energy and destroyed other buildings…

‘You did it on purpose.’

Buildings were destroyed on purpose to help Moo Young-gaek commit theft.

-Wow, I really can’t keep up….

Baek Woo-jin is strong enough to surpass the sky, but he has no hesitation in using humble methods. Maybe that’s why I keep getting stronger.

“Oh, this is Seolsam. Requirement summons? “There was more.”

As Baek Woo-jin checked the elixirs, he smiled even brighter than when he defeated Peng Ji-hu.

“There are still some left. “The real thing remains!”

Muyounggaek held out three bottles he had been hiding in his arms. Transparent milky liquid. It was Gongcheong Petroleum.

“Gongcheong Oil! That’s three bottles!”

“Awesome…”

Baek Woo-jin opened his mouth wide. There is not one bottle of Gongcheong Petroleum, but three bottles. It wasn’t a jackpot, but it was a huge hit.

“Wouldn’t it be okay for us to have a bottle each?”

“OK.”

I nodded. I handed over the Gongcheong Oil that I had received from Mu Young-gaek.

“thank you!”

Mu Young-gaek smiled brightly and accepted the bottle of Gongcheong oil. The guy shook the bottle with an ecstatic expression.

“You take it too.”

Baek Woo-jin handed the second bottle to Moon Ju-young.

“Isn’t this theft?…”

Moon Joo-young lowered her head as if she couldn’t accept it.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t take it.”

-As expected, Moon Joo-young! I believed it!

He nodded, muttering that darkness was the last conscience of the Baek family.

“Moon Guard. lets think. Lord Cheonmu tried to kill me three times. There was a time when we almost died together with you. “This is a poor price to pay for saving his life.”

“that’s right. I heard that Cheon Mu-maeng was targeting the prosecutor and your life as well. Gongcheong Petroleum is a perfect apple.”

“Uhm….”

Moon Ju-young’s stern expression began to fade due to Baek Woo-jin and Moo Young-gaek’s temptation.

“You’re in the late 7th grade right now. “If I eat this, I will be able to overcome the 8th grade barrier.”

“Ah…”

He waved the bottle of communist oil in front of Moon Ju-young. His eyes swung like pendulums following the Gongqing oil in the bottle.

-Now wait a minute, Jooyoung! Why are you looking like that? Calm down! Calm down!

“receive.”

Moon Ju-young’s spirit shook his head and refused, but his hand was already reaching out to welcome Gongcheong Oil.

Can’t receive it!

It was too great an elixir to refuse…

Beep.

Moon Ju-young, who received Gongcheong Petroleum, held the bottle so tightly that it made a sound as if it was being pushed.

Baek Woo-jin and Mu Young-gaek looked at each other and grinned at the pleasure of corrupting one conscience.

-They’re like devils….

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