Book 2 Chapter - 17

"Oh, the dark membrane!"

Spread at least one hundred and eighty swords a second in a second.

The sword's surface, which can only be formed by hitting, has been tested.

Changhong's wide eyes looking at Hyorong were young. He is.

I was in the middle of a shock. I can't imitate it at any level.

A sword without even a sword unfolded before my eyes.

Even if you're not good enough, if you're not good enough, you'll die.

It was because it was this dark screen that could not be unfolded.

Black screen!

Because of its power and depth, it's shoulder-to-shoulder with the sword.

HIHA was in a state of sword loss and gratuitous. Who deserves to see the end of the sword.

A dream that only one can get!

It's one of the most likely to be able to go through the Chunmu Academy.

It was the extent of a blackout that it was to the extent of. I'm just about to put on the edge of my sword.

A new official, who deserves to be called a rookie, has unfolded.

There can be no coincidence in the presence of a dark screen.

Only if you have that kind of ability and ability, can you do a poor impersonation?

It was this black screen. Only the true strength of the sword's membrane is embodied.

Make something possible. Which means it's possible to block something else can be blocked.

In other words, it is possible.

That is, Hyorong, that he is an extraordinary character that is never ordinary.

Story, to put it mildly, a testament to being an unsuspecting figure.

Because at that age, it's possible to implement a sword screen.

There are only a handful of people or literati who can raise, as far as he knows.

Because there is no character named Hyorong in the province. Changhong, what is he?

Because it is in line with the suspiciousness. To him, the

I had the ability to.

Of course, if you're just being suspicious, there's a big accident ahead of there.

Ryu-Yeon, who, no, is still playing nonstop, also...

It wasn't easy.

No, ten times more would be more correct.* * * * *

The back of his head suddenly cooled down.

"Black spirit!!!"

God d*mn it! This is unexpected!

Ryu-yeon, hand to Hyorong and Changhong, who were standing behind him looking back.

In a moment of shaking, the back of his head, aiming for that tiny gap.

The fierce, sharp, six-stranded sword of the moon made him...

It flooded toward.

Fatality covers the sky-!

Unexpected attacks are always cheap and shameless.

But the cheap guy flying in on the back of his head and behind his back.

I'm trying to avoid a shameless, sneaky attack. What a surprise!

The space was too cramped. A smooth evasive movement because of the small space.

It's impossible. The place is small, but the sword is full of it.

Filling and flying in.

In other words, it was inevitable.

d*mn!

So Ryu-Yeon was forced to raise his hand.

His raised right hand glowed white, and soon shook it off like lightning.

It's down.

A quick and powerful blow!

Powder water! A technique of extreme energy is used in the brain.

The powder water has gone out of the window.

Blackness and cerebral arrest collided head-on.

Who said it was inevitable, not that it couldn't be stopped.

Of course, if you had more power of superiority, you could have extinguished it.

Ryu-Yeon is a simple hand with a pack of swords flying towards him.

Truncated in half by a single movement.

The brain stopper and the sword collide head-on, and a dazzling flash of light.

It rose and roared.

And shock waves that blow around!

The building shakes, the storm rips off the walls in geometric shapes.

Shattered, thousands of swordsworn fallen leaves.

It flew as hard in the air as it did. Send me to the underworld if I get hit.

With just the right amount of power, it was the same.

Ddeng! Ddeng! Ddeng! Ddengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdeng!

The bell rang briskly in the aftermath of the shock. However, it is not long before it holds its ground.

The Digimot bell broke to pieces and rolled on the floor.

The storm that left one side of the building completely impenetrable.

It took a little time to calm down. Earn in a small place.

The damage was even greater because it was a loss.

Soon the storm calmed down and filled the hallway with yellow.

The dense dust was barely collected.

"The bell rang, did it pass?"

Ryu-Yeon grinned, as if nothing had happened.

I looked at the end of the hallway.

From some time on, there was a sharp sword with tiger designs.

A man with stood silently.

A much larger, sharper sword than his regular sword, on the handle.

The decorated angry tiger pattern was very impressive.

And Ryu-yeon has done the angry tiger-patterned decoration once before.

I was able to recall having seen it.

No-ho!

An angry tiger!

The great family of swords, which has recently gained fame in the crowd.

It's a symbol of a hoard. Of course, Ryu-Yeon also visited the Hoa resort a few days ago.

I remembered because I had an enemy.

But I've seen a man with a no-ho sword, and I've never seen a man with a no-ho sword.

It was a figure without

And, if you look closely, the giant dagger with the man in it has been before.

What I've seen surrounded by a bunch of soldiers in a brothel.

It's a very different shape than the old sword of the class.

It will be possible. Of course, Ryu-yeon is just as observant and manly.

It was a story when I was interested in the sword.

However, his sword was an inch more than the sword his disciples had at that time.Longer, more elaborate, or lastly more elaborate.

The fact that the color of the autopsy is clearly a striking black color.

In fact, it had little to do with Ryu-Yeon.

And the sword is handed down only to the heir to the brink of Zhangju.

The fact that Noh Ho-gum was even more irrelevant.

It means that the master entrusts the man with everything he and the chief.

It was a sword handed down to the man to think of the expectations and obligations built on himself.

The man clasped his own sword firmly.

"Who are you?"

The first person to talk was Ryu-Yeon. He appears out of the blue, behind him.

It seems that he was quite curious about the identity of the man with the sword on his head.

An icy voice leaked from the mouth of Cheng's unclaimed man's mouth.

His eyes burning with uncontrollable anger, his cold coldness.

It was here.

"Do you remember the hoard?"

It was a question that I put out on the assumption that the other person would know.

Ryu-yeon simply betrayed such a man's expectations.

Ryu-Yeon managed to figure out where it was after a long deliberation.

It was done.

"Ho-Jang? Ah! I've been there a while ago!"

As soon as I heard him, my mind exploded in the man's eyes. gruesome

His eyes were as cold and intense as they were.

"Yes, you've managed to wreak havoc on a group of Murimites.

Do you call it a visit?"

A volcano-like cry.

It seemed like a man could no longer bear the wrath that had been built into him.

The man's emotions are so overwhelming that he can't control it with his reason.

It was in the process of trying to.

A hand held tightly to bleed a giant bayonet. Blinger with madness and anger.

Lee has two eyes. If you squeeze it a little more, the blood will come out. Biting lips.

It was a typical human figure burning with the madness of revenge everywhere.

Generally, the human race, overturned by revenge, is a rational thought in its head.

Because the system is a critically deficient tribe.

He proudly tops the list with a madman among the most troublesome people to do.

They're doing it, so it's best not to bump into them if you can.

Ida.

But there's a man who wants to be crazy about revenge in front of him.

You're standing with a sword.

" Hoachon River, the great disciple of the Hoachang River, here to wash away the disgrace of the temple.

I challenge you in Hold your weapon!"

Qing's unclaimed man raised the sword forward and said proudly. His

There was no superfluousness in the theft movement. That's why it's a normal person'

It deserved to look daunting enough to the eye.

To my surprise, a man is the man who the disciples of Hoa-Jang believed and waited for.

It was a big brother. Ryu-yeon's visit to Hoa-jang led to the entrance of Cheonmu Academy.

He was the one who wasn't on the scene.

Ryu-yeon's face, challenged by the Hocheon River, is still to be looked for as a nursery rhyme.

It was an impossible face. It was just a smile once.

These days, you're applying for a challenge with a sword in the back of your head without warning.

So you're going to fly it instead? Do you happen to have a unique and individual...

Is it a challenge? Or maybe you mistook rock for a challenge.

Is that it?"

His tone was polite enough to be cynical. I'm still smiling.

Among his pretentious tones, let's find the truth.

I couldn't do it.

"Well, it was just a greeting, I didn't mean anything else."

Ryu-Yeon almost took a look at Hocheon River's embarrassment and made excuses.

I looked around the aisle, almost falling into ruins. Then he said."Don't you think it was too grand for a greeting? "

"You're... rude!"

His face is changing from time to time.

There seemed to be very little left of gayness. From now on

Emotions begin to dominate the body and mind.

But so far it hasn't exploded and it's swallowing its anger inside.

It was because he could not attack first without notice again.

If you do that one more time, you'll never know what you're gonna do.

I would have been branded a petty coward who was after his opponent without him.

It was because.

So, the river has endured for now.

I don't care about the river Hocheon, who's in the middle of a fierce battle with him.

Ryu-Yeon diligently analyzed the situation. And I've summarized it briefly.

"So what you're saying is, it's ridiculous that I've ever visited a brothel.

And now that I've had my own house damaged, I'm trying to get my revenge.

You're going to challenge yourself, knock me down, and build up the prestige of the private sector!

Of course, I wonder if I've done enough to live up to your grudge.

I mean."

Why do I deserve revenge? It was enough and varied to overflow, but Ryu-Yeon.

Perhaps he is trying to ignore the facts.

Here we go.

Ryu-Yeon asked.

"But then it's blueder?"

It was an out-of-the-way question.

* * * *

No-ho!

An angry tiger!

The great family of swords, which has recently gained fame in the crowd.

It's a symbol of a hoard. Of course, Ryu-Yeon also visited the Hoa resort a few days ago.

I remembered because I had an enemy.

But I've seen a man with a no-ho sword, and I've never seen a man with a no-ho sword.

It was a figure without

And, if you look at it more carefully, it's a giant dagger with a man in it.

He was surrounded by numerous soldiers in the former brothels.

Unique and unusual, much different from the old sword I've ever seen.

You'll notice that it's shaped. Of course, the current.

When the kite is so observant and interested in the sword of a man,

It was a story.

However, his sword was an inch more than the sword his disciples had at that time.

Longer, more elaborate, or lastly more elaborate.

The fact that the color of the autopsy is clearly a striking black color.

Actually, it had nothing to do with Ryu-Yeon.

And the sword is handed down only to the heir to the brink of Zhangju.

The fact that Noh Ho-gum was even more irrelevant.

Paewang Noh Hogum!

It means that the master entrusts the man with everything he and the chief.

It was a sword handed down to the man to think of the expectations and obligations built on himself.

Bo-gum, the master of life and death of two hundred or so hoa-jang!

The man clasped his own sword firmly.

"Who are you?"

The first person to talk was Ryu-Yeon. He appears out of the blue, behind him.

I was quite curious about the identity of the man who was blacked in the head.

An icy voice leaked from the mouth of Cheng's unclaimed man's mouth.

His eyes burning with uncontrollable anger, his cold coldness.

It was here.

"Do you remember the hoard?"

It was a question that I put out on the assumption that the other person would know.

Ryu-yeon simply betrayed such a man's expectations.

Ryu-Yeon managed to figure out where it was after a long deliberation.

It was done.

"Ho-Jang? Ah! I've been there a while ago!"

That's not a big deal.

As soon as I heard him, my mind exploded in the man's eyes. gruesome

His eyes were as cold and intense as they were.

"Yes, you've managed to wreak havoc on a group of Murimites.Do you call it a visit?"

A volcano-like cry.

It seemed like a man could no longer bear the wrath that had been built into him.

The man's emotions are so overwhelming that he can't control it with his reason.

It was in the process of trying to.

A hand held tightly to bleed a giant bayonet. Blinger with madness and anger.

Lee has two eyes. If you squeeze it a little more, the blood will come out. Biting lips.

It was a typical human figure burning with the madness of revenge everywhere.

The human race, largely overturned by revenge, is a rational mind in its head.

Because the system is a critically deficient tribe.

With a madman among the most difficult and troublesome people to do.

They're at the top of the list, so I don't want to run into them if I can.

They are the best people in the world.

But it's not like you're going crazy with that vengeful madness.

One of the stupid people who thinks like it's a job is right in front of him.

You're standing with a sword.

The man in Qing's armor lifted his sword forward, and he stood tall.

Said.

Every move of his alone burning in the name of revenge.

I deserved to look daunting enough in the eyes of ordinary people.

" Hoachon River, the great disciple of the Hoachang River, here to wash away the disgrace of the temple.

I challenge you in Hold your weapon!"

To my surprise, a man is the man who the disciples of Hoa-Jang believed and waited for.

It was a big brother. Ryu-yeon's visit to Hoa-jang led to the entrance of Cheonmu Academy.

He was the one who wasn't on the scene.

Ryu-yeon's face, challenged by the Hocheon River, is still to be looked for as a nursery rhyme.

It was an impossible face. It was just a smile once.

These days, I've applied for a challenge on the back of my opponent's head without warning.

You're going to replace it with flying swords? Do you think this is some kind of petty way to get here?

Is it a unique and unique way to challenge? Or maybe you'll try to rock the boat.

Did you mistake it for something? "

As cynical as Ryu-Yeon was, he was polite. Still, the same smile.

In one of his pretentious tones at stake is the truth.

I couldn't find it even after washing my eyes.

"Well, it was just a greeting, I didn't mean anything else."

The fact that he couldn't control his temper and sword in anger became a source of trouble.

You've been caught.

Ryu-Yeon almost took a look at Hocheon River's embarrassment and made excuses.

I looked around the corridor that had fallen into ruins. Then he said.

"Don't you think it was too grand for a greeting?

It was a wonderfully vulgar and cheap trick! Applause

To the point where someone gets it."

"You're... rude!"

His face is changing from time to time.

There seemed to be very little reason left for somebody. From now on.

Emotions begin to dominate the body and the mind.

But so far it hasn't exploded and it's calming down inside.

I'm afraid we'll have another unannounced advance on a vulnerable situation.

Because there was no such thing. If you do that one more time, it's really you.

Regardless of someone's intentions, he's a coward who made a surprise attack.

It was because it was obvious that he would be branded.

So, the river has endured it for now.

I don't care about the river Hocheon, who's in the middle of a fierce battle with him.

Ryu-Yeon relaxed and analyzed the situation. And then a quick summary.

I've tried.

"So what you're talking about is how I feel about my visit to the orphanage.

To avenge myself with the paranoia of the ridiculous Hoa-Jang.It's like you're trying to take me down and build up the prestige of the private sector.

Of course, I don't know if I've done anything as good as I've ever done for you.

I'm not sure.

Then you're blinded by revenge, and you're lacking reason.

I mistook it forI fully understand. force majeure

It must have been."

It was a very contrived and personal circumstantial analysis. So Ryu-Yeon is...

I was able to anger the Hocheon River once again without any effort.

Then Ryu-Yeon asked.

"But then it's blueder?"

* * * *

A sudden question from Ryu-Yeon.

Ryu-Yeon asked, like a supervisor working on a confirmation.

A question of no end or trust.

What do you mean, more Paranha? Is he crazy? As for the Hocheon River, what the hell is that?

I couldn't understand what you were talking about.

"What do you mean?"

What are you talking about? I just can't understand what you're saying.

He asked back to the river with an honest face.

"The Paranhas! Don't you know?"

How could you not know that? In a harsh reproachful tone.

Ryu-Yeon said. It's not fair for a river to hear such a thing.

It was Lee.

"You're such a hard-spoken man! It's the same as twice in a person's life.

You're making words repeat themselves."

Ryu-Yeon with his cheeky face.

Not to scratch the insides of the Hochon River. I don't know if he's really saying that.

I can even guess if it's on purpose or if it's on purpose.

I couldn't do it. He was an unpredictable fellow.

"I'm talking about a blue-collar or something like that's what I'm talking about! In other words, you

Are you stronger than your master? That's what I mean. Use your brain.

I don't think it's a beggar ornamental thing!"

Ryu-Yeon smiled, but the smile was never on Hocheon River.

You can bet your entire fortune on it even though you didn't like it.

It was just provoking him.

The Hocheon River choked up once again. That's what I'm saying to him, who's so feisty.

It was nothing short of a terrible insult. But so far so patient with him.

Sim is a very close call, as it's been readily left.

Perhaps it's because of the sword he wields, and at the same time, he cries like an animal.

I didn't lose.

But more than that seems to be just around the corner.

His emotional triumph is now near the end of his battle of reason and emotion.

It was almost confirmed that

"Wow...How dare I compare my tenuous abilities to the Master?

Don't make a fool of yourself!"

The Hocheon River answers, barely suppressing the deepening like lava.

I did

"That's weird, isn't it?"

As if Ryu-Yeon didn't understand at all when he heard the Hocheon River answer.

He tilted his head and asked back.

"What do you mean?"

Hocheon River's tone became more and more neurotic.

"Don't you think so? How can you be worse than a master?

You know and understand yourself, but you're a master or something.

I couldn't help myself in that hoard where this adult was in full force.

How could you come forward to try me? Don't tell me you're lucky.